Basically I've made another angsty character who's probably crazy, and wanted to use him in a rp. Rated mature for gore/violence/all that fun stuff, and I'd like it if the person who joins is at least good at writing, and that's basically it lol
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Hi! Im bored!
sup my dude
My limits are at smut… but I can do psychological torture… and gore.
What sort of RP do you want here?
I'm actually aiming for more of a sorta angsty friends to lovers type thing? the character I have in mind is the pack leader of a group of werewolf ditches who go around more or less offering favors to people, helping out, that sort of thing, though this particular guy is a little messed up mentally
Cool. Ok. Hmmm… most of my characters are actually a variation on the typical werewolf…. so that works out nicely.. but it does limit my options to the ones who would actually go rogue. I have a really messed up gay in my repertoire?
yeah, that works, because then my boy could sort of exert his power over that character in a sense for more interaction? and whoops I meant werewolf witches but there's ditches too lmao
DRAMA. That would create sooo much drama…
The character I wanna use is magically damaged and powerful as well as mentally damaged on mire levels than I actually know of. Also he got possessed at age nine… and tortured… and used as a host body to try and murder his twin… so.. he has a thing with being controlled.
I smell drama.. and I like..
dude that lowkey sounds like one of my old characters lmao
but yeah, that sounds good
Cool. Blind or templet? (If you say templet Im pasting one in from another RP…)
template please, I put one up at the start
Right… Will get it up Asap.
aight
Name: Arthur
Age: early 20's
Gender: male
Species: Half Solaris wolf Half Human.
Sexuality: gay.
Looks: Pale skin, dark green, usually shadowed, eyes. Dark reddish brown hair with gold undertones. Is tall, lean, and skinny. He does have a few scars on his torso, but he also has a detailed tattoo like mark on his left thigh. Fur would be the same as hair color. (He can shift from the full form of a wolf, or the full form of a human, the latter being what he normally takes.)
Outfit: dark hoodie and cargo pants. Has a gray amulet set with a red gem that has a crack down the center. Also has a metal band on left wrist, it is colored black, violet, and silver.
Personality: Shy, sensitive, intelligent, loyal and extremely protective.
Backstory (short summary preferred): separated from triplet siblings (he is one of triplets) at age 9, was raised in small mountain village. Was supposed to undergo a trial at age 12, ended up being lured through mind magic to take on a power he wasn't ready for. The object holding this power, (the Chaosae Sabre, which has taken the form of that wristband I mentioned) was also tied to a dark spirit who was lying in wait for a host. Thus he fell victim to being possessed. Technically the Sabre is already a host object to a completely different spirit, who is still around, and sometimes interferes with Arthur's thoughts. Said second Spirit is also responsible for Arthur's continued survival after the initial attack by the dark spirit.
Other: His wolf side gives him heightened senses, (compared to human.) Including sight, hearing, smell. He also has amazing endurance/stamina (again this is compared to a human). He was originally a fire elemental, but his fire aura, (AKA wolf aura) was changed and damaged when the dark spirit took over, and he cant use it very often/easily.
Also he can use his chaos abilities, to gain dragon wings in human form, the wings would have the same coloring as the metal wristband.
And voila!
Name: James Harlock
Age: Looks about 21, actually around 200 years old
Gender: Male
Species: Werewolf/witch
Sexuality: Bisexual
Looks: Relatively pale skin, faint dusting of freckles across his nose and cheeks and on bits of his body, elaborate starry tattoo on the back of his neck, not too soft but not too angular facial features, faded burn scar that's really just a light pink and covers his left cheek/right side of his neck/chunks of his lower arms, icy blue eyes, noticeably sharpened canines, multiple small scars all over his body, disastrous short but curly black hair that has a dark blue undertone and sweeps off to the right side of his face and falls partly into his eyes
Outfit: Often more proper, most commonly a white button down with the collar up half the time and sleeves rolled up to the elbows, a black suit vest, usually a black bowtie undone around his neck, slimmer black pants, tall black riding boots, silver locket he always keeps on him under his shirt, often has a few rings on
Personality: Always seems to have a sense of humor despite how empty his smiles and laughter often are, smooth talker, doesn't take no for an answer, can turn from good-natured to violent in an instant, a dash of psychopathy mixed into his personality, really quite broken and sad but masks it incredibly well, prone to short but frequent breakdowns in private
Backstory (short summary preferred): Will be kept a secret for the time being for plot's sake
Other: Had a younger sister and younger brother (only the brother is still alive, though he looks older than James now), specializes in flame magic and can produce intense blue flames, wolf form resembles a demon in the sense that it's huge and black and has relatively short horns as well as four eyes and multiple old arrow shafts and such embedded in the neck fur, has a British accent
He's awesome! This is gonna be so much fun!!
lol thanks, glad you like him
Unfortunately I must go soon cause I have school tommorrow and it is 12AM
But I am not leaving yet!!
So shall we kick this off?
actually, I have school too so I'm probably only gonna have time to write a starter before having to leave for the night
But I can promise you I will be back first thing in the morning after I see your starter.
(aight)
James was taking a stroll through the outskirts of the forest, the dark treeline only just beginning to give way to green hills. He hummed faintly to himself, arms folded behind his back as he walked, icy blue eyes glinting as they flickered from tree to tree, plant to plant. The pack was busying themselves further into the woods, as he had allowed them a day of rest. They were always traveling, never in one spot for too long, but after stumbling upon the nearby town he gave in to popular demand and allowed the others to go off exploring
As James continued walking, a very faint sound caught his attention. Had he been in his wolf form, an ear would have twitched as he turned to look towards the source of the "noise." He began walking silently towards it, using the trees as cover since the path he was walking on had long been beaten into a ditch of sorts where the treeline sloped up from it on one side and sloped down on the other
Arthur padded further, stopping slightly when he smelled something on the breeze. Ears twitching warily he kept on, keeping his rhythm so as to not alert who or what was out there. His eyes scanned the trees as he walked, watching, listening. Wonder what's out there….. he thought.
James came up on a hill where the path became level again, and for a moment he almost reconsidered showing himself. But he quickly stamped the thought from his mind, telling himself that he could kill anything that might try and attack him. So he made himself known, walking up onto the hill with his eyes flicking across the horizon, watching for anything out there
Arthur padded down into a low valley, his sense of alertness going on full as he descended, knowing that anything out there would have a better chance of seeing his red fur. Let's just hope it's not another manticore…. he thought shuddering at the memory of the encounter.
James' eyes widened briefly when he heard the crunch of leaves nearby, snapping around to find something moving a ways away through the shade the trees provided. He turned towards them, eyes narrowed dangerously, pupils near slit as he debated shifting forms. He was enormous as a wolf, bigger than a natural one and bigger than a werewolf, so it wasn't like he would be in danger. So with the creak of what sounded like the soft splitting of wood and bone he shifted forms
