Vitas Joscf -male
Oct 17, 2013 22:44:05 GMT -5
Post by Vitas Joscf on Oct 17, 2013 22:44:05 GMT -5
Vitas(Vi-tas),Joscf(Jo-scof)
Two
Male
Winter
Straight
Terohime
Loner for now
PERSONALITY:
This boy only at two has suffered so much that it too has effected his personality. From a small thing Vitas Joscf never really thought the world was all as it was made out to be. From his birth, his parents always told him that this world was the best. Vitas did not believe that at all, he could tell as a new born that this world was full of evil. Vitas was not always kind to others, it all changed at the first year of his life,but that is a story for later times. As of recent times those who encounter Vitas just the cold look in his eyes would send a message to them. He is cold to most he meets, but don't blame him for that. It takes time for him to gain trust in others,but once you have his trust you better not do something to make him regret that.
See Vitas Joscf is not a mean brute, he just was seen that way since his birth. Even though him himself did not understand why until later times, others seemed frightened of him. Sometimes his temper will take the best of him and he would not be seen for days some times weeks on end. He wonders off like this so that he is not to hurt anyone when he has his flashbacks. He can be mean if he wants to be, and will rip you apart if you give him reasons to. Don't get me wrong thought, Vitas is not a evil brute, he would never kill for the fun of it, but he is no saint either. His personality is mixed with so much stuff that it comes a bit hard to know what he will do next, what will trigger his flashbacks. I guess those who wish to deal with that are those who have a possibility to get through to him.
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This boy only at two has suffered so much that it too has effected his personality. From a small thing Vitas Joscf never really thought the world was all as it was made out to be. From his birth, his parents always told him that this world was the best. Vitas did not believe that at all, he could tell as a new born that this world was full of evil. Vitas was not always kind to others, it all changed at the first year of his life,but that is a story for later times. As of recent times those who encounter Vitas just the cold look in his eyes would send a message to them. He is cold to most he meets, but don't blame him for that. It takes time for him to gain trust in others,but once you have his trust you better not do something to make him regret that.
See Vitas Joscf is not a mean brute, he just was seen that way since his birth. Even though him himself did not understand why until later times, others seemed frightened of him. Sometimes his temper will take the best of him and he would not be seen for days some times weeks on end. He wonders off like this so that he is not to hurt anyone when he has his flashbacks. He can be mean if he wants to be, and will rip you apart if you give him reasons to. Don't get me wrong thought, Vitas is not a evil brute, he would never kill for the fun of it, but he is no saint either. His personality is mixed with so much stuff that it comes a bit hard to know what he will do next, what will trigger his flashbacks. I guess those who wish to deal with that are those who have a possibility to get through to him.
HISTORY:
Pup life:From the moment he was born his parents knew that something was off about him. Something that did not make since to them, unlike his siblings who were all black with grey eyes like their parents, Vitas came out with multi coloring upon his pelt. He did not have a spot of black upon him, and this was strange to them, to the whole pack actually. At first the pack assumed that it was only a thing at birth, and that his pelt will change over time, but as the months went by the colors only got brighter and more defiant that they were staying. Once it was certain that Vitas was indeed one of them the pack wanted nothing to do with him. Even his own family started to disown him, Ignoring that he even existed, no one looked at him. No one spoke to him, taught him anything, they all ignored him. For what! Some markings that were different then the rest, he did not understand the meaning behind that.
The small pup at the age of six months wondered around the dens, all those who crossed his path shook in fear and ran. OR they would spat at him and then leave also. This was not good on a young pup, having everyone ignore you, even your mother, the one that gave birth to you. His ears fell back upon his head as he walked across the den area, feeling hate and disgust shooting a him from every angle, they all hated and feared the small pup, but Vitas still did not understand why. That was until the elders of the pack, who were like the packs leaders, came up to him. Vitas was standing on guard because only those who approached him were their to try to kill him. The Elder looked at the frightened Vitas, instead of attacking him the dame gently lifted him up by the scruff. He was shaking with in his fur and scared as to what was going on. The female carried him gently in to the heart of the pack lands, their destination was a huge clearing. The young Vitas was soon placed upon a rock in the center of the clearing where all those could see him.
The small baby shook frantically scared out of his mind, those who stood around me were all the elders. Some of the higher ranking pack members, and his parents. All their eyes rested upon him, they all had different colored pelts, but Vitas still did not know what was different about him. The group started mumbling about him, and he knew it, he did not pick up all the words but the few that he did made him upset, and even more confused. "That child is a monster, it should not be aloud to live." "But the poor thing has no idea what he is.""That dose not matter, he will be like the rest were." Those words, those words stung like a vipers venom coursing thorough your veins. Then they all went silent, as the alpha of the group came foreword and walked up to Vitas.
He was one of the elders and Vitas was so confused, that was until the Alpha started to speak. "Every one, I know that you are frightened of this child right here, and i know what happened to the others who came out looking exactly like him. The same marking and everything, down to the eye color, some of you stated that we should just kill those who look like young Vitas here before they hit a year. I just want to let you know their will be no need of that, if the child dose not go down that path. The alpha turned to look at Vitas, and swiped his large paw across the pups face causing him to tumble off the rock. His small body was covered in small scratches but non that would leave a scar. "Now with that said, go forth and make sure he knows what will happen if he goes down that path." The Alpha spoke and before Vitas could get up he was lifted in to the air by someone and chucked as high as he could go.
The pup's eyes widened with fear, his thought raced, they were trying to kill him. He soon came crashing ion to the hard earth with such force that his left front leg broke. Vitas cried out in pain, as the beatings kept coming, one swipe after another, hitting his face, his under side and any place they could think of. Once they were satisfied that they taught him a lesson an elder came up to the blood covered pup and finally told him what this is about."You child have the blood of the god of evil running in your veins. You wear his markings, and coloring. When you hit your first birthday YOu better not follow in the path of the others. " Everyone left Vitas laying their Broken and soaked in blood, he was betrayed by those he thought were his family, he was dis owned by everyone. Vitas Tried to cry out in sorrow of the ones who he lost, but he couldn't instead eh drifted off in to darkness. Maybe their fear caused the others to go that way, maybe just maybe if they could learn to accept...those ....who... are...... different.
Year one: As his first birthday came rolling around, he was his full height of 38 inches weighing in at 200 pounds. Vitas knew that this was his year mark and everyone whom torchered him would pay, he did not care if he died in the process. He was in full rage, since that day he was being kicked around and beaten up. He knew that this will end this day, Vitas's pupils dilated and his teeth bared as the next one whom came to "teach him a lesson". Vitas pushed off with his hind legs and tore that bitch apart, the innocent pup whom would not have hurt anyone was now gone, and they did this. Vitas now knew the reason that the god Veritos gave the look to certain children, it was to test the pack. To see if fear will over power common since that those born like this only turn out to be killers if the pack dose not accept them. Even though Vitas was inside the body, He did not seem to be the one controlling it,not the one at all.
With in the first few minutes he blacked out and did not remember a thing, when he came through their was blood everywhere and those who survived were the ones who did not spat at him, or try to hurt him. most of the elders were gone and almost all of the adults of the pack. He looked around at the blood stained land, and with fear he took off far from that place. He killed them all, the blood upon his pelt proved it, proved that it was all his doing. Vitas ran endlessly for three days straight before he collapsed upon the ground, he laid their the scars upon his inter back left leg thigh was nothing but a reminder of what they did to him. Vitas was confused as to what was going on with him, was he really evil, or was it the god's doing. What ever it was he did not want a part of it, he did not know why he was like this, why him.
His ears laid back as he listened for any sounds, but nothing came to them. It was silent, completely silent and he knew that this would be it. He was to die here, why would he live, why would he be like this if it was not to die. As he closed his eyes he caught a glimpse of a figure coming from the distance. All Vitas could think was that this was it, it was his time to die, just like he brought upon so many. His eyes closed and he drifted off in to the darkness not before hearing the most wonderful voice he could have ever herd. "Hello... Don't worry i will help you." Vitas dreamed of his family before they realized that his pelt would not change. He remembered them and how happy they were with him. His siblings even played with him and they had the best time in the world. That was before his dream took for the worse, it got all dark and bodies fell all around him. Cries for help filled his ears, as he stood their, with...what.... a smile upon his face.
He shot up with fear in his eyes, he was still alive, but what and how. His yellow eyes focused upon a pure white dame with a black tipped tail and paws. Vitas had never seen anyone like her before, and for some reason she did not try to kill him. The dame turned around and smiled at him, "Oh you are finally awake. My name is Trixie, i found you collapsed and brought you back here. Can i know your name?" She spoke and Vitas was confused as to who this female was, so confused, did she not know who he was, or the markings. Vitas Joscf shook that thought off and he soon responded with his name. "My name is Vitas Joscf. And i thank you for helping me Trixie." He could to help it but this female made him forget about the troubles that he encountered in the past.
The Next eleven months were nothing special, Vitas was settling down with this dame and they made a home for one another. Vitas could not remember the last time he was this happy, he could not. Trixie was the one who saved him from himself, and Vitas was glad that she did. Even though nothing that of an interest happened with in these months, Vitas liked it, he liked the feeling of a normal life. The feeling that he gets when with Trixie, And he knows that she feels the same way for him. He could not help but wonder if this was his happy ending that he had always hoped for, but the next few days it turned for the worst. Trixie became very ill, and Vitas could not do much for her. All his methods to help her get better was not working. He could not let her die, after she taught him how to hunt, and fight, and even some healing ways. Vitas could only sit their by her side and watch her fade away day after day, until finally she was gone.
He could not bare to look at her like that, all in the cold and lifeless. Vitas looked over her as he said his good byes and even gave a farewell howl before he left once more. Maybe this was a sine for him, maybe he was never meant to be happy, and that this curse will follow him throughout his entire life. Vitas started to run some more, far from the deaths of those he once knew and cared for. He could not bare the site of them, but he could not run from it. Their faces follow him in his mind and dreams. They were to haunt him for the rest of his life, and he knew that, he knew that he could not allow him self close to others anymore. He just could not.
Year two:In play
Pup life:From the moment he was born his parents knew that something was off about him. Something that did not make since to them, unlike his siblings who were all black with grey eyes like their parents, Vitas came out with multi coloring upon his pelt. He did not have a spot of black upon him, and this was strange to them, to the whole pack actually. At first the pack assumed that it was only a thing at birth, and that his pelt will change over time, but as the months went by the colors only got brighter and more defiant that they were staying. Once it was certain that Vitas was indeed one of them the pack wanted nothing to do with him. Even his own family started to disown him, Ignoring that he even existed, no one looked at him. No one spoke to him, taught him anything, they all ignored him. For what! Some markings that were different then the rest, he did not understand the meaning behind that.
The small pup at the age of six months wondered around the dens, all those who crossed his path shook in fear and ran. OR they would spat at him and then leave also. This was not good on a young pup, having everyone ignore you, even your mother, the one that gave birth to you. His ears fell back upon his head as he walked across the den area, feeling hate and disgust shooting a him from every angle, they all hated and feared the small pup, but Vitas still did not understand why. That was until the elders of the pack, who were like the packs leaders, came up to him. Vitas was standing on guard because only those who approached him were their to try to kill him. The Elder looked at the frightened Vitas, instead of attacking him the dame gently lifted him up by the scruff. He was shaking with in his fur and scared as to what was going on. The female carried him gently in to the heart of the pack lands, their destination was a huge clearing. The young Vitas was soon placed upon a rock in the center of the clearing where all those could see him.
The small baby shook frantically scared out of his mind, those who stood around me were all the elders. Some of the higher ranking pack members, and his parents. All their eyes rested upon him, they all had different colored pelts, but Vitas still did not know what was different about him. The group started mumbling about him, and he knew it, he did not pick up all the words but the few that he did made him upset, and even more confused. "That child is a monster, it should not be aloud to live." "But the poor thing has no idea what he is.""That dose not matter, he will be like the rest were." Those words, those words stung like a vipers venom coursing thorough your veins. Then they all went silent, as the alpha of the group came foreword and walked up to Vitas.
He was one of the elders and Vitas was so confused, that was until the Alpha started to speak. "Every one, I know that you are frightened of this child right here, and i know what happened to the others who came out looking exactly like him. The same marking and everything, down to the eye color, some of you stated that we should just kill those who look like young Vitas here before they hit a year. I just want to let you know their will be no need of that, if the child dose not go down that path. The alpha turned to look at Vitas, and swiped his large paw across the pups face causing him to tumble off the rock. His small body was covered in small scratches but non that would leave a scar. "Now with that said, go forth and make sure he knows what will happen if he goes down that path." The Alpha spoke and before Vitas could get up he was lifted in to the air by someone and chucked as high as he could go.
The pup's eyes widened with fear, his thought raced, they were trying to kill him. He soon came crashing ion to the hard earth with such force that his left front leg broke. Vitas cried out in pain, as the beatings kept coming, one swipe after another, hitting his face, his under side and any place they could think of. Once they were satisfied that they taught him a lesson an elder came up to the blood covered pup and finally told him what this is about."You child have the blood of the god of evil running in your veins. You wear his markings, and coloring. When you hit your first birthday YOu better not follow in the path of the others. " Everyone left Vitas laying their Broken and soaked in blood, he was betrayed by those he thought were his family, he was dis owned by everyone. Vitas Tried to cry out in sorrow of the ones who he lost, but he couldn't instead eh drifted off in to darkness. Maybe their fear caused the others to go that way, maybe just maybe if they could learn to accept...those ....who... are...... different.
Year one: As his first birthday came rolling around, he was his full height of 38 inches weighing in at 200 pounds. Vitas knew that this was his year mark and everyone whom torchered him would pay, he did not care if he died in the process. He was in full rage, since that day he was being kicked around and beaten up. He knew that this will end this day, Vitas's pupils dilated and his teeth bared as the next one whom came to "teach him a lesson". Vitas pushed off with his hind legs and tore that bitch apart, the innocent pup whom would not have hurt anyone was now gone, and they did this. Vitas now knew the reason that the god Veritos gave the look to certain children, it was to test the pack. To see if fear will over power common since that those born like this only turn out to be killers if the pack dose not accept them. Even though Vitas was inside the body, He did not seem to be the one controlling it,not the one at all.
With in the first few minutes he blacked out and did not remember a thing, when he came through their was blood everywhere and those who survived were the ones who did not spat at him, or try to hurt him. most of the elders were gone and almost all of the adults of the pack. He looked around at the blood stained land, and with fear he took off far from that place. He killed them all, the blood upon his pelt proved it, proved that it was all his doing. Vitas ran endlessly for three days straight before he collapsed upon the ground, he laid their the scars upon his inter back left leg thigh was nothing but a reminder of what they did to him. Vitas was confused as to what was going on with him, was he really evil, or was it the god's doing. What ever it was he did not want a part of it, he did not know why he was like this, why him.
His ears laid back as he listened for any sounds, but nothing came to them. It was silent, completely silent and he knew that this would be it. He was to die here, why would he live, why would he be like this if it was not to die. As he closed his eyes he caught a glimpse of a figure coming from the distance. All Vitas could think was that this was it, it was his time to die, just like he brought upon so many. His eyes closed and he drifted off in to the darkness not before hearing the most wonderful voice he could have ever herd. "Hello... Don't worry i will help you." Vitas dreamed of his family before they realized that his pelt would not change. He remembered them and how happy they were with him. His siblings even played with him and they had the best time in the world. That was before his dream took for the worse, it got all dark and bodies fell all around him. Cries for help filled his ears, as he stood their, with...what.... a smile upon his face.
He shot up with fear in his eyes, he was still alive, but what and how. His yellow eyes focused upon a pure white dame with a black tipped tail and paws. Vitas had never seen anyone like her before, and for some reason she did not try to kill him. The dame turned around and smiled at him, "Oh you are finally awake. My name is Trixie, i found you collapsed and brought you back here. Can i know your name?" She spoke and Vitas was confused as to who this female was, so confused, did she not know who he was, or the markings. Vitas Joscf shook that thought off and he soon responded with his name. "My name is Vitas Joscf. And i thank you for helping me Trixie." He could to help it but this female made him forget about the troubles that he encountered in the past.
The Next eleven months were nothing special, Vitas was settling down with this dame and they made a home for one another. Vitas could not remember the last time he was this happy, he could not. Trixie was the one who saved him from himself, and Vitas was glad that she did. Even though nothing that of an interest happened with in these months, Vitas liked it, he liked the feeling of a normal life. The feeling that he gets when with Trixie, And he knows that she feels the same way for him. He could not help but wonder if this was his happy ending that he had always hoped for, but the next few days it turned for the worst. Trixie became very ill, and Vitas could not do much for her. All his methods to help her get better was not working. He could not let her die, after she taught him how to hunt, and fight, and even some healing ways. Vitas could only sit their by her side and watch her fade away day after day, until finally she was gone.
He could not bare to look at her like that, all in the cold and lifeless. Vitas looked over her as he said his good byes and even gave a farewell howl before he left once more. Maybe this was a sine for him, maybe he was never meant to be happy, and that this curse will follow him throughout his entire life. Vitas started to run some more, far from the deaths of those he once knew and cared for. He could not bare the site of them, but he could not run from it. Their faces follow him in his mind and dreams. They were to haunt him for the rest of his life, and he knew that, he knew that he could not allow him self close to others anymore. He just could not.
Year two:In play
Eye Color:Yellow
Coat Color:Grey, Brown and white
Height:38 inches
Weight:200pounds
Scars/Markings/Anything Else:He has several scars on his hind left thigh. Markings he has four white socks markings, His left eye (right in images) has a white circle around it,the tip of his tail is brown, the inside of his ears are brown, and he has a brown around his neck like a collar.
Health: He is in decent helth physically, but mentally his is screwed a lot.
OTHER CHARACTERS:Sitca, Kai Tavos, Cheza
OOC Age:18
Skype Name or best way to contact you: Samantha.hamilton0704
If anything was purchased in the shop, provide link here: none
Question to see if you read the rules:Q1: What must you do in a mating thread?:fade to black
Q2:Is rape aloud on thsi site?:yes if both agree to it
Q3:The word limit for our site is..:150words
Q4: Can Companions Fight in a battle?:yes they can but only one turn
Q4:When can a female wolf breed on the site?:Season of birth
OOC Age:18
Skype Name or best way to contact you: Samantha.hamilton0704
If anything was purchased in the shop, provide link here: none
Question to see if you read the rules:Q1: What must you do in a mating thread?:fade to black
Q2:Is rape aloud on thsi site?:yes if both agree to it
Q3:The word limit for our site is..:150words
Q4: Can Companions Fight in a battle?:yes they can but only one turn
Q4:When can a female wolf breed on the site?:Season of birth
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