Character's Appearance: Nikita has short buzzy black hair, which he always flairs back with a handful of gel to keep it standing up right. His eyes are a creamy emerald chocolate color, which change into the same color of his hair when he is fighting. The bridge of his nose is pinched and hard, with his nostrils flaring. Nik's bottom lip is fuller than the top, but both are decently sized. Nikita has a strong chest, broud shoulders, and a chiseled abdomen. Although his bites his nails, they are usually well manicured. Not long, just to his fingertips.
Nik wears formal attire everyday. A clean and pressed suit, with a matching tie. Usually they are darker colors, but he has been seen wearing a pinstripe suit of black and white. Casual wear consists of a nice jean, clean and not torn, with a darker t-shirt that is tight against his upper arms and chest.
Character's Strengths: : his charming smile : the not caring attitude : interior design : his wealth
Character's Weaknesses: ' greed ' envy ' girls with big chests ' threats to his family, especially his mother ' his little girl
Character's History: Lidia Koslov was a seventeen year old woman in Noalon, who had the demeanor of a whore and drug addict. She had sex with Anikei Yuran only once, a drunk one night stand. Luckily she was able to catch his name, which is why Nikita has Yuran as his last name. Not that it meant anything special. Because Lidia was a drug addict, her son was taken from her. Or tried to. When Nik was just a year old, his real father took him into his care.
Being raised by his father was not fun. The man was strict, harsh, and he despised his son. But, it was his son. He wanted to raise him up to be a powerful vampire, as powerful as he was. Which in itself wasn't very powerful, since Anikei was a lower class vampire. Still, he wished for his son to grow up much like in Anikei's idol, a well known vampire at the time, Adrian.
At age two, Nikita was brought before Adrian, more on accident than anything. During a meeting, Nikita stumbled into the meeting room looking for his daddy. Nikita ran into Adrian's legs on accident, and fell back. Anikei was worried for his son at the time, but it seemed Adrian only looked down on him with amusement. Nikita smiled, and mentioned in his childish tone how his daddy really liked the leader. Adrian was even more amused, and decided to help Anikei raise the small boy, then turn him.
The plan worked, it seemed. Anikei taught the boy basics, such as information from schooling and other little vampiric practices. Adrian taught him clever means and tricks. Nikita caught on fast. Soon he was progressing into a clever, intelligent toddler. He played numerous little tricks on the older men. Although they weren't harmful, and merely in fun, it was obvious how much potential he had inside his little four year old body.
Growing up was easy for Nikita. He had the intelligence from his father, plus the power from his uncle, as they called Adrian. When Nikita turned six, his mother unexpectedly dropped in on them. By this time Lydia had sobered up, and become a decent mother. She had married another male, and had three children by him. Nikita was ecstatic to see his loved mother. All the time he had lived with his father, he had not forgotten her. Anikei didn't see it as a pleasant reunion. In his eyes, this was the bitch that had dumped him with a kid. Not that he didn't care for his son, but it wasn't something he had wanted. Lydia requested to take his son back. Anikei agreed, as long as he continue learning from Adrian. The deal was done. Nikita would go back to his mother, but remain under the watchful eye of their leader.
It was a big change, from being a single child to three siblings. Nikita got along with them well enough. As well as most siblings do get along, of course. He continued to train under Adrian for several years, until Adrian was cast down from his state as a well known vampire. It was time for a new reign. Nikita was fourteen at the time, and was strong.
As he grew into a young adult, Nikita kept up schooling with his mother's and stepfather's help. He didn't attend normal school of course. Those people annoyed him to no end. However, when Nikita turned nineteen, he stumbled upon a pretty young thing in a club. She was sexy, fun, and legal! Eighteen, she was. Nikita liked her, and for more than just sex this time. Nikita got her pregnant. Of course she didn't know what Nik's life was really like, nor what their child would become. Nikita never told her, so Mavra pledged to remain with Nikita. As a promise, they were engaged, would marry once their child was born.
Five months later, Nikita's litte Vera was born. Mavra and Nikita were married a month later. Together they lived with their little child. Mavra stayed at home whilst Nikita worked beneath the city. It paid good money, and they lived well. Nikita and Mavra were happily married, and Nikita even ran into his father now and then. Which didn't turn out to be a good thing. Anikei was angry his son had settled down and married. Nikita was supposed to have grown up alone, powerful, without care of a thing but himself as was the custom way. When Anikei found out Mavra was human, he was enraged.
As much as Nikita tried, he couldn't stop his father from breaking apart the marriage. When Nikita left one night, Anikei snuck into their home. He planted an illusion in Mavra's mind, of Nikita cheating on her with several other women. Unable to bear it, Mavra packed up her things immediately, and took their child away. Nikita came back to an empty home. He was furious, and knew his father had done it. Nikita tried to track down his father, but could not. Instead he turned to his loving uncle, whom he had not spoken with in years, Adrian. Adrian explained to him the flaw of the situation, and also told Nikita it was his time now. Knowing what he meant, he allowed Adrian to turn him. Without his wife and daughter, Nikita had no reason to be human anymore. Even so, Nikita tried to find his wife, but she would not take him back. He tried to insist it was a mistake, that his father had tricked her, but she wouldn't believe him. His wife and daughter were gone.
Nikita was twenty-four at that time. He gave up with love then, and turned to simply sex and whores. His mother kept him close, knowing how much it had hurt him to lose his family. Nikita kept close to his mother at all times, never allowing harm to come to her or his siblings. He currently resides in an apartment building manor, taking care of himself and himself only.
May as well.... =P « Result #5 on Oct 29, 2008, 9:41pm »
I'm too lazy to make this two colored. hurrr.
n a m e: Call me Shi Tsuki, or just Tsuki. I have a thing about giving even parts of my real name to people I don't know well. ^_^; a g e: 20 b-d a y: July h a i r: Black and Purple s k i n: I'm so pale it's pt even funny. e y e z: Blue. They change colors. h e r i t a g e: Mostly German and Native American s i b l i n g s: I'm the middle of four girls. p i e r c i n g s: two in each ear. t a t t o o s: Two for now. Getting more later. I currently have the transmutation circles that Kimbley (Crimson) from Fullmetal Alchemist has on his palms on my lower back. This means I can blow people up with my ass.
Y 0 U R F A V E
f o o d: Brownies. c a n d y: Twix. No Reeses... No KitKats... no Snickers... All four? a l c o h o l i c b e v e r a g e: Coconut Rum m o v i e: Dragon Heart. XD t v s h o w: Ghost Hunters s t o r e: Probably Hobby Lobby. Supplies for two of my passions in one place =P m o t o r c y c l e: Yamahas. I like fast, sporty little things that will leave the old Harley guys in my dust. But I do like the rumbled of a Harley Davidson... t r u c k: My dad's. s e a s o n: Late Spring, Early Fall w e a t h e r: Thunderstorms. s h o e s: My old red Chuck hightops. I had to throw them away recently. They had no sole left. i c e c r e a m: Chocolate chip cookie dough m u s i c a : Mostly metal and techno. But if this was really "musical", I'd have to say CATS and Showboat. l a n g u a g e: Gaelic and German. c o u n t r y: Probably Ireland and Germany. b e a c h: Charleston, SC c l a s s: Art p i e c e o f j e w e l r y: My silver and peridot ring my boyfriend got me last year for Christmas m e m o r y: The first night my boyfriend was down. (I'm so sappy.) a c c e n t: I have a weakness for Irish and Scottish accents on guys, and french accents on girls b o o k c h a r a c t e r: Oh, tough one. =( q u o t e: "If life give you lemons, throw them back and say 'I wanted oranges, damnit.' "
H A V E Y 0 U E V E R
b e e n d r u n k: Don't plan to ever again. s m o k e d: I fail s e e n s o m e o n e n a k i e: All the time. b e e n i n l o v e: I am now. w i s h e d u p o n a s t a r: Once upon a time. c h e a t e d: No. s n u c k o u t: Yeah. l i e d: Who hasn't? p u l l e d a n a l l m o n t h e r: God yes.
D 0 Y 0 U
h a v e a g f: Nope. s m o k e: Nope. d r i n k: Not often. g e t y o u r n a i l s d o n e: I bite them, so it'd be pointless. d y e y o u r h a i r: All the time. h a v e s e x: I wish I could say all the time. ;_; Curse you long distance relationships. b e l i e v e: in love after love? I can feel something in side me sayin' I really don't think I'm strong enough. Woaaaah. ._. d r i n k c o f f e e: I like the smell of it. h a v e r e g r e t s: Yeah. l i k e y o u r s e l f: Occasionally. l i k e t o p a r t y: Sure. g e t j e a l o u s: Used to.
A R E Y 0 U
a t t r a c t i v e: People think so. u g l y: I think so. n i c e: Usually. b i t c h y: I have my tendencies. o n m y s p a c e 2 4/ 7: I have one. I check it when I get an e-mail saying I have a message. a g o o d f r i e n d: I'd like to think so. f r e a k y: Probably.
B O T H S E X
e y e z: I l ike eyes that stand out, light eyes in a dark face, and dark eyes in a light face. h a i r: I like curls. b o d y t y p e: Fit. But not scrawny. And not like, as big as a house. a t t i t u d e: Not stupid, and not obnoxious. p i e r c i n g s: Sure. t a t t o o s: Mmmbaby. l o n g h a i r: *-* s h o r t h a i r: Sure. g h e t t o: Actually, this style's a turn off. =/ I'd prefer if their pants fit. p r e p p y: Meh. if they can pull it off without the attitude that comes with it. s k a t e r: Sure. o l d e r: Sure. s a m e a g e: Sure. y o u n g e r: Not if it's a guy...
T H E F U T U R E
c o l l e g e: Already there. j o b: Costume designer who writes/draws her own comics on the side. f a v e g i r l s n a m e: Calliope f a v e b o y s n a m e: Ethan n u m b e r o f k i d s: no more than two.
R A N D 0 M
l a n g u a g e y o u s p e a k: English and a bit of French w h e r e d o y o u w i s h y o u w e r e: Canada with my boy toy. w h a t d o y o u w a n t: right now? Chocolate. ._. w h a t e l s e: Tacos? p e r f e c t p i z z a: Pepperoni. c a n y o u d o a s p l i t: No. But I have really flexible hips! d o y o u p r a y: Occasionally. h i d d e n t a l e n t s: They're hidden even from me.
Nani has often been described as “Michelle Rodriguez with a J-Lo ass”, something that she’s not sure if she should be flattered or offended by. Her hair is a deep brown, and tumbles down her shoulders in feathered layers. Her face is wide, with a soft yet squared jawline, slightly upturned nose, and wide light brown eyes. Her lips are full and pouty, which makes her seem as if she’s always thinking about something. Her figure is very much a pear shape, with an average bust, but wide hips, and ample buttocks.
Her wolf forms are covered in deep brown fur, and her eyes shift to a golden yellow.
Nani’s usual attire is business casual, with a strong avoidance to heels and skirts. However, when she’s off the clock, it’s jeans, a comfortable shirt, and her characteristic pair of black and light blue Etnies skating sneakers. What? They’re comfortable.
Character's Strengths: Her ability to analyze situations; even when her human mind is in control, she thinks like a hunter. Not only is she agile in mind, but in body as well.
Character's Weaknesses: She gets easily attached to people. Her physical weakness is her asthma. It ails her even in wolf forms.
Character's History: Nani Valeros was the first born unto a family of Hispanic immigrants living deep within the Bronx borough of New York City. Her mother was Dominican while her father was from Mexico. As a first generation American, she was quick to become bilingual, which was crucial for the area in which she was raised. Her family was never really poor, but there were times where they had trouble making ends meet. However, this did not keep Nani from growing up a happy kid.
Her life was relatively uneventful until high school. A girl the age of 16 walking home alone in the slums of New York was never a good thing, but at the time, Nani was in the mind set of “it’ll never happen to me”, as the majority of teenagers are. She was attacked by a lone wolf on the prowl, and effectively bitten. Luckily, she was found by a fellow classmate and a few members of his pack, and they dealt with the loner accordingly, while saving her life. The attack caused Nani to become a lycan herself, but with the guidance of her newfound friend and the support of her family, she was able to quickly adapt to her new lifestyle.
The attack and pack politics sparked an interest in criminal justice within the teenager, and she grew to take that on as a major at NYU. She later joined the NYPD for a few years before applying and becoming a detective for the FBI, a position she’s held for the past four years. She has been transferred to St. Louis within the last year. She, like Peyton, is also looking for a pack.
Additional Info: Naniku is the name on her birth certificate, and she’ll answer to it, but it was actually a fluke. Her name was meant to be just “Nani”, but her mother, while fatigued and chocked full of pain reducers accidentally added the “ku”.
Peyton Rivers « Result #7 on Oct 28, 2008, 10:03pm »
OOC (out of character) Name: Call me Tsuki Nickname: Tsuki, DFM Gender: is a girl.
IC (In character)
Name: Peyton “Moonpaw” Rivers
Gender: Male
Race: Werewolf/Lycan
Age: 27
Height: 6’ 2”
Orientation: Straight
Master: N/A
Bloodline: N/A
Animal to Call: N/A
Family: Older brother, two younger sisters, and parents. Parents still on the Reservation back in Mississippi, Brother in Utah, younger sister in Massachusetts, Youngest sister in Louisiana
Character's Appearance: http://demonsfearme.deviantart.com/art/Lone-Wolf-101760021 Peyton is quite literally tall, dark, and handsome. He’s Native American, Choctaw to be precise, and it’s obvious by his angular facial structure, dark skin and black hair. His hair is flecked with golden highlights that haven’t been touched up in a while. It might look odd on some people, but it gives him charm. These highlights even transfer to his wolf forms, making is fur mottled with blonde and tan strands. His eyes are a deep, almost black brown. They turn a rich amber when in his lupine forms.
His tall frame is lined with muscle from years of steady strength training and exercising. A healthy body is a healthy mind. And in his profession, you need both.
Peyton’s attire is more for comfort than style. When not working he’s usually wearing button up shirts of various colors and patterns, with the top button or two undone, and the tails un-tucked, with a simple belt, a pair of jeans tucked into a pair of black moccasin boots. Three beaded lace necklaces of teal, green, and white are usually hanging around his neck just under his shirts, and a beaded leather headband usually graces his forehead, even when he’s on duty at the hospital.
Character's Strengths: Peyton is a descendant of a very ancient line of werewolves. Being that he is a born werewolf, he has considerably more control over his beast than most other lycans. He’s also physically strong. And he’s quite intelligent.
Character's Weaknesses: He’s slightly impulsive, and tends to things without thinking. He also has a bit of a temper, however it is usually in check. Usually. His physical weakness is his left knee that occasionally gives him trouble due to an injury as a child that never quite healed properly.
Character's History: Peyton grew up on a Choctaw reservation in Newton County, Mississippi. He was raised to follow his tribe’s traditions, as well as function in normal American society as a werewolf. At an early age, his father taught him to control his beast by listening to it. And through his father’s teachings, Peyton came to embrace his beast as just another part of him rather than some separate entity that needed to be released occasionally. He’s found that he has better control over his animal instincts than other lycans he’s met.
Though boys will be boys, and while playing with his older brother one day, Peyton fell out of a tree, breaking his left leg in several places, and cracking his kneecap. His superhuman healing and immune system had not fully developed at this stage in his life, and over compensated the healing process causing his knee to heal awkwardly. It usually only bothers him when the weather is cold.
Otherwise, Peyton’s life has been relatively uneventful. He completed his four-year degree in two years by taking summer courses in order to get an early start on med school. He successfully completed his studies in neurology and neurosurgery, but not without much headache and heartache and a lot of coffee. He’s recently moved to St. Louis after finding work at a local hospital as a neurologist. He treads lightly around here, however. He has yet to become accepted into a pack, but that’s not to say he’s not looking for one.