Post by Antiva on Dec 23, 2013 19:04:12 GMT -8
Name: Antiva
Appearance: The dame is an ebony nightmare of thickened muscle and a monstrous frame. Standing at an intimidating height of nearly 40' she bottoms out at 173 pounds. Her torso is littered in scars, big and small, long and short, hidden of course in a mesh work of patterns beneath her thick fur. Golden eyes peer out of a massive skull, glowing in the abhorrent blackness of the rest of her body. A very powerful creature, whose muscle and strength have proven themselves time and time again.
Personality: Antiva is ill tempered, hardened, callous, lack a great deal of empathy and is far more likely to start a fight than make an ally. She dosen't trust easily and is generally a wickedly vile individual... or at least she was. The introduction of Jude into her life has made her calmer. She approaches new creatures with a more open mind but is still quite the difficult shell to crack. She shows softness only to Jude, and should anyone attempt to hinder his ambition or his health. The wolf can become nothing short of an absolute hellion. Her anger will not be mere fury or aggression, but a vehement rage.
History: Will do eventually ;w;
RP Sample: Lighting crashed and thunder roared. The thin adolescent stood fast, holding her ground and remaining silent. The coat of a thickened black ebony blended beautifully with the darkness, the two golden beacons, heartless and cold that remained stagnant within her skull watched with and utter lack of empathy. The dame was bleeding, body mangled and torn asunder. Wounded and hurt by the fearsome creatures that called themselves her tormentors, but this time it was different. She had fought back, she had won. Wicked canines gleamed, ivory bone covered in thickened blood. A bubbling snarl resounded through her vocals cords, fearsome and hate filled. She would never quit fighting, would never stop this endless struggle. Her name was Antiva, and never again would she fall pray to another's fang.
Anything else?: Anemic, and an avid insomniac
Appearance: The dame is an ebony nightmare of thickened muscle and a monstrous frame. Standing at an intimidating height of nearly 40' she bottoms out at 173 pounds. Her torso is littered in scars, big and small, long and short, hidden of course in a mesh work of patterns beneath her thick fur. Golden eyes peer out of a massive skull, glowing in the abhorrent blackness of the rest of her body. A very powerful creature, whose muscle and strength have proven themselves time and time again.
Personality: Antiva is ill tempered, hardened, callous, lack a great deal of empathy and is far more likely to start a fight than make an ally. She dosen't trust easily and is generally a wickedly vile individual... or at least she was. The introduction of Jude into her life has made her calmer. She approaches new creatures with a more open mind but is still quite the difficult shell to crack. She shows softness only to Jude, and should anyone attempt to hinder his ambition or his health. The wolf can become nothing short of an absolute hellion. Her anger will not be mere fury or aggression, but a vehement rage.
History: Will do eventually ;w;
RP Sample: Lighting crashed and thunder roared. The thin adolescent stood fast, holding her ground and remaining silent. The coat of a thickened black ebony blended beautifully with the darkness, the two golden beacons, heartless and cold that remained stagnant within her skull watched with and utter lack of empathy. The dame was bleeding, body mangled and torn asunder. Wounded and hurt by the fearsome creatures that called themselves her tormentors, but this time it was different. She had fought back, she had won. Wicked canines gleamed, ivory bone covered in thickened blood. A bubbling snarl resounded through her vocals cords, fearsome and hate filled. She would never quit fighting, would never stop this endless struggle. Her name was Antiva, and never again would she fall pray to another's fang.
Anything else?: Anemic, and an avid insomniac
