cruture
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Posts : 151
Join date : 2012-03-18
Age : 24
Location : deep in the ocean
 |  Subject: Pray you survive  Sun Dec 23, 2018 11:34 pm | |
| "I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead,
I lift my lids and all is born again." † Kassian Sergei Vasiliev
five years of age, at his prime
born along Denali National Park, fall of 2014
speaks english and fluent russian
holds the scent of chemical mix, iodoform
has a deep hoarse voice, matches the voice of jeffrey dean morgan
has a burly build, thick tundra pelt, torn and worn paw pads
about the height of 36' inches to his shoulder, weighs about 160 pounds
his pelt includes the colors black, russet, cream
he has uneven vision, his right eye in a hollow socket
his lonesome eye is the color of blood, crimson
the right side of his skull is scalped, he holds several damaging scars among his body
his personality is ruthless, sadistic, truculent, manipulative, depraved, and deranged
- enjoys inflicting pain among others, easy to cause a fight, wicked and impulsive liar
Kassian suffers from serious anger management issues and post traumatic stress
always seen alone, hard to get to know, others often hate him
"I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale,
Sing on, as if in pain;
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply i may remember,
And haply may forget."
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TrulyAwakened
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Posts : 136
Join date : 2012-04-08
Age : 25
Location : Difference between reality.
| | Subject: Re: Pray you survive Mon Dec 24, 2018 12:00 am | |
| Minerva Donilla
A four year old, young adult fae.
Her fur is shaggy and long, with a slight shine that fades downwards, and her frame is slinder and dainty.
Her characteristics vary from tempered to calm. She is vigilant and mannered, but cautious and hesitant at times.
Her mind and emotions are balanced well, she can easily obtain a friendship through bonding.
She was born with a slightly albino mixture. Her nose is blush and pink, and eyes tinge a dark hazelnut.
She carries the faint scent of wild oak and soft mistletoe hints.
She doesn't hold any known health conditions that threaten her existence.
Minerva has a brief history with her family. She was raised for a short time in the mountains of Mount Rainier, southeast of Seattle, Washington.
After her parents left and never returned, she set on her quest to find a new home, but her journey would soon cross paths with a strange male in the future. | |
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