Banshee
Jul 21, 2013 14:29:13 GMT -5
Post by Banshee on Jul 21, 2013 14:29:13 GMT -5
Name: Banshee
Age: 2
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Solid White
Coat Color: Solid Black
Height: 44 inches
Weight: 170 pounds
Scars/Markings/Anything Else: None
Health: OK
Personality: This behemoth wraith is a monstrosity of a hellish hound. Absolutely no conscious plagues her and no sense of what is right and just. A vehement bitch she conquers and destroys anything lain within her path. She is unpredictable, cruel, vengeful, hateful, despicable, deceitful, quiet, calm and utterly powerful. 170 pounds of pure vehement rage this beast is a cynical representation of utter evil. With no redeeming qualities, no love and certainly no friends, this beast is unstoppable in her path of chaos.
Her, perhaps, only symbol of a soul is her loving companion, her dearest friend. Wraith. The miserable rat perched between her shoulder blades is the only creature close to Banshee, he is the voice that beckons to her, calls to her. He is the voice of her inner darkness, the rat, unlike his mistress, is rather talkative but just as grotesque and just as cruel. This dueling dup is an unshakeable call of utter madness.
History: Born into a royal lineage, she was birthed with the name Isabella Breaux. Her soul was once pure and innocent, filled with light, laughter, and love. She was a Princess, one day set to rule her kingdom, and her people could not wait to see that day. The rat, once named Jack, she saved from being eaten by an owl, out of gratitude and utter awe, he pledged his life to serve the would-be Queen and became nothing short of her personal pet. never separated and never apart the two grew to be the greatest of friends.
She was poised to take the throne in two months time when disaster struck. A rotting power plant gave into time degradation and exploded. Toxic chemicals flooded the forest, the pack scattered to the winds. In the chaos, Jack and Isabella were separated, unwilling to leave without her dearest friend, she returned for him. Diving into the toxic sludge to save her best friend. Escaping but just barely, both were horribly disfigured. Corrupted and warped by the burning chemicals. Fur was matted and gnarled, missing entirely in some places, her skin became a scaled assemble of grotesque imagery and pale flesh. Her spine grew at an odd arch, the bones grinded and crackling with every movement the dame made. Her teeth grew wicked and crooked, thick and sharp and her tongue turned black and full. Her eyes turned a hollow white, no pupil visible within their miserable depths and the rat turned just as foul. Isabella and Jack drowned, dying within the toxic fumes of that swamp. What emerged was a horrible, twisted mockery of normalcy, born again Banshee and Wraith.
OOC Name: Evelette
OOC Age: 20
Skype Name or best way to contact you: ladyevelette
If anything was purchased in the shop, provide link here: Height
Age: 2
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Solid White
Coat Color: Solid Black
Height: 44 inches
Weight: 170 pounds
Scars/Markings/Anything Else: None
Health: OK
Personality: This behemoth wraith is a monstrosity of a hellish hound. Absolutely no conscious plagues her and no sense of what is right and just. A vehement bitch she conquers and destroys anything lain within her path. She is unpredictable, cruel, vengeful, hateful, despicable, deceitful, quiet, calm and utterly powerful. 170 pounds of pure vehement rage this beast is a cynical representation of utter evil. With no redeeming qualities, no love and certainly no friends, this beast is unstoppable in her path of chaos.
Her, perhaps, only symbol of a soul is her loving companion, her dearest friend. Wraith. The miserable rat perched between her shoulder blades is the only creature close to Banshee, he is the voice that beckons to her, calls to her. He is the voice of her inner darkness, the rat, unlike his mistress, is rather talkative but just as grotesque and just as cruel. This dueling dup is an unshakeable call of utter madness.
History: Born into a royal lineage, she was birthed with the name Isabella Breaux. Her soul was once pure and innocent, filled with light, laughter, and love. She was a Princess, one day set to rule her kingdom, and her people could not wait to see that day. The rat, once named Jack, she saved from being eaten by an owl, out of gratitude and utter awe, he pledged his life to serve the would-be Queen and became nothing short of her personal pet. never separated and never apart the two grew to be the greatest of friends.
She was poised to take the throne in two months time when disaster struck. A rotting power plant gave into time degradation and exploded. Toxic chemicals flooded the forest, the pack scattered to the winds. In the chaos, Jack and Isabella were separated, unwilling to leave without her dearest friend, she returned for him. Diving into the toxic sludge to save her best friend. Escaping but just barely, both were horribly disfigured. Corrupted and warped by the burning chemicals. Fur was matted and gnarled, missing entirely in some places, her skin became a scaled assemble of grotesque imagery and pale flesh. Her spine grew at an odd arch, the bones grinded and crackling with every movement the dame made. Her teeth grew wicked and crooked, thick and sharp and her tongue turned black and full. Her eyes turned a hollow white, no pupil visible within their miserable depths and the rat turned just as foul. Isabella and Jack drowned, dying within the toxic fumes of that swamp. What emerged was a horrible, twisted mockery of normalcy, born again Banshee and Wraith.
OOC Name: Evelette
OOC Age: 20
Skype Name or best way to contact you: ladyevelette
If anything was purchased in the shop, provide link here: Height
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