Post by Caroline on Feb 26, 2012 2:44:35 GMT -5
GENERAL
Birth Name: Caroline "Carly" Rhodes
Race: Lycan (Been one for about 5 years now)
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Occupation: Huntress
Birthplace: Columbia
Current Location:
Family Relations: Mother (53)
Weapon: Crossbow and hunting knives
Other Items Owned:
BACKGROUND
Personality:
It would be safe to say that Carly has one pretty nasty personality, and she is fully aware of that, but is unwilling to change it for absolutely nobody, for it is that personality that allows her to survive in her circumstances. She cares for very few things in the world; only self-preservation is truly of high value to her, which makes her one extremely vicious force, and rarely a reckless one. She knows no boundaries when it comes to personal morals. There seriously is nothing too morally low for her. What once was the understanding of right and wrong, has been transformed into simple gain and loss.
Perhaps one of the most interesting things about her, is her feelings toward Vampire and Lycans. She doesn't like either race, despite belonging to one of them. In her eyes, they are equally evil, and equally responsible for the pain she was put through. Therefore, she has a very hard time trusting anyone, even fellow Lycans. Humans don't deserve any more of her trust, but they are less likely to trigger her violence.
Detailed History:
"Broken Dreams are like broken glass, shattered pieces that weren't meant to last...."
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Caroline Rhodes was born to loving pair of farmers, living on the outskirts of a small town, making a living out of their animals and crops. Carly was born in nature and evolved in it. She knew no tall skyscrapers nor the luxury of technology - an isolated child with only farm animals for pets and precious family for friends. She was home-schooled by her mother and never once attended a regular school. While someone might consider such lifestyle unnaturally lonely, Caroline knew no better, thus could not wish for anything more. She was happy. What else was needed? She was never truly lonely - there was always a living being willing to listen to her. Be it a stinky cow or a wild bear. Yes, a wild bear, as surprising as it is. She just had such a connection to nature and its inhabitant, that she almost felt like an animal herself at times.
Carly's home-schooling did not consist of mathematics or history lessons. Instead, she was taught an art far more important in this world; survival. From her mother, she had learned to sustain her life force - basically everything from preparing a meal to sewing to using braincells alongside brute force. From father, on the other hand, she learned to protect herself and acquire materials and ingredients needed - starting from simple woodcutting to hunting to combat. By the age of Fifteen, Caroline was already hunting alongside her father skillfully as well as assisting her mother with household chores just as brilliantly. She was proud of her life and happy to have been born into it, but her parents had other plans. They wanted more for her. They wanted her to become something larger and more... well, connected to the world. No matter how much resistance she put, Carly's parents eventually convinced her to let go of the farm and travel someplace else, where opportunities were far wider.
After her parents revealed the great amount of money they have been saving for her, Caroline traveled to the United States, where she - and her parents - hoped a new era would begin for their bloodline. They were almost right. Before even a year could pass, Carly found herself attending a proper school and even making friends. It was during her time as a volunteer in a local park when she met Jack, the very first person who found her odd behavior and instincts entertaining. She was not even Nineteen years old when she fell in love with him and made it her goal to marry the guy. At the age of Twenty, that dream became a reality. Life couldn't be any better for the ex-farmer, Caroline, and happiness couldn't grow any further. At least that's what she thought until she found out about her pregnancy. Not even a year after their marriage, Carly and Jack welcomes their daughter - who they named Samantha - into their lives.
Life went only uphill after that. Caroline dedicated every spare moment of her days to her daughter and husband, and then Samantha's first birthday came. It was a pleasant Friday evening. Carly and her family were celebrating the birthday when all of a sudden someone knocked on their door. Carly made it to the door while Jack and Samantha enjoyed the cake. Once she opened the door, she saw a naked man wrapped in a blanket. She would have let him in, but she didn't have the time to do that. The stranger grabbed her by the hair and practically tossed her into the wall. Hearing the disturbance, Jack rushed to her air but was easily overpowered by the man. Whatever he wanted, the stranger first locked the front door, as if hiding from something - or someone - and then advanced on Jack. In one desperate attempts, Carly jumped toward the man and pulled him to the floor where she struggled to hold him down. The man almost broke free when more knocks on the door were heard, this time much louder. In haste, the strange man turned on Carly, and sank his unnaturally sharp teeth into her shoulder, and then tossed her across the room, where she hit the floor again and just lay there motionless.
Whoever was pounding on the door soon broke their way in forcefully, easily breaking the door off its hinges. There entered not one, but two men. Their eyes were a frightening shade of crimson, and when they opened their mouths, fang-like teeth became visible. At first Carly thought they were accomplices of the first burglar, but when she saw them rip him apart, she dismissed the idea. The horrifying red-eyed creatures then turned on Carly's family, and began with Jack. They showed no mercy, no remorse, no compassion. They not only emptied her husband's body of blood, but then toyed with it like a doll. And then.... then the crying of a baby was heard.
Either the vampires had no heart, or they simply assumed Caroline was dead, because they didn't bother killing her. She wished to die, so so very much, as she watched helplessly the creatures prey on her one-year old daughter. Caroline lost everything... including herself.
Once Carly was capable of transporting, she returned to her hometown. To her parents' house, only to find out that her father had died from a fatal illness and her mother had suffered greatly and was placed under care. Since then, Caroline had roamed Europe with the new powers she had grown to both hate and appreciate. She was born in nature, and her fate was sealed with it. She was only kidding herself by hoping for anything else. Unfortunately, she had to learn it the hard way.
"....Everything is a lie, you just have to pretend."
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Fears: Facing her past
Strengths: Incredibly skilled huntress, trained survivalist and combatant.
Weaknesses:
She has nothing to lose - that pretty much eliminated any weaknesses she may have had. Although she is somewhat technologically challenged and a little mentally disturbed.
Likes:
Her weapons. Nothing else.
Dislikes:
Her reflection, which reminds her too much of her daughter. Happiness, which she thinks is nothing more than a temporary illusion.
APPEARANCE
Facial Appearance:
Clothing:
Simple, light and comfortable. No dresses and certainly no heels. You would be lucky to even find her in shoes.
Build:
Extremely athletic, agile and slender. There's no hole too deep and no tree too high for this girly. She had been spending the majority of her life with nature, so obviously she's quite quick and strong. That was enhanced when she acuire the genes of a werewolf. Still, she isn't body-building, so there aren't many bulging muscles.
Marks/Scars:
Teeth marks on her left shoulder and plenty of cuts and bruises from living out in the wild.
Role play Sample:
Read more: wotardissension.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=characterdev&action=display&thread=3#ixzz1nSr2Y7lO
Birth Name: Caroline "Carly" Rhodes
Race: Lycan (Been one for about 5 years now)
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Occupation: Huntress
Birthplace: Columbia
Current Location:
Family Relations: Mother (53)
Weapon: Crossbow and hunting knives
Other Items Owned:
BACKGROUND
Personality:
It would be safe to say that Carly has one pretty nasty personality, and she is fully aware of that, but is unwilling to change it for absolutely nobody, for it is that personality that allows her to survive in her circumstances. She cares for very few things in the world; only self-preservation is truly of high value to her, which makes her one extremely vicious force, and rarely a reckless one. She knows no boundaries when it comes to personal morals. There seriously is nothing too morally low for her. What once was the understanding of right and wrong, has been transformed into simple gain and loss.
Perhaps one of the most interesting things about her, is her feelings toward Vampire and Lycans. She doesn't like either race, despite belonging to one of them. In her eyes, they are equally evil, and equally responsible for the pain she was put through. Therefore, she has a very hard time trusting anyone, even fellow Lycans. Humans don't deserve any more of her trust, but they are less likely to trigger her violence.
Detailed History:
"Broken Dreams are like broken glass, shattered pieces that weren't meant to last...."
Caroline Rhodes was born to loving pair of farmers, living on the outskirts of a small town, making a living out of their animals and crops. Carly was born in nature and evolved in it. She knew no tall skyscrapers nor the luxury of technology - an isolated child with only farm animals for pets and precious family for friends. She was home-schooled by her mother and never once attended a regular school. While someone might consider such lifestyle unnaturally lonely, Caroline knew no better, thus could not wish for anything more. She was happy. What else was needed? She was never truly lonely - there was always a living being willing to listen to her. Be it a stinky cow or a wild bear. Yes, a wild bear, as surprising as it is. She just had such a connection to nature and its inhabitant, that she almost felt like an animal herself at times.
Carly's home-schooling did not consist of mathematics or history lessons. Instead, she was taught an art far more important in this world; survival. From her mother, she had learned to sustain her life force - basically everything from preparing a meal to sewing to using braincells alongside brute force. From father, on the other hand, she learned to protect herself and acquire materials and ingredients needed - starting from simple woodcutting to hunting to combat. By the age of Fifteen, Caroline was already hunting alongside her father skillfully as well as assisting her mother with household chores just as brilliantly. She was proud of her life and happy to have been born into it, but her parents had other plans. They wanted more for her. They wanted her to become something larger and more... well, connected to the world. No matter how much resistance she put, Carly's parents eventually convinced her to let go of the farm and travel someplace else, where opportunities were far wider.
After her parents revealed the great amount of money they have been saving for her, Caroline traveled to the United States, where she - and her parents - hoped a new era would begin for their bloodline. They were almost right. Before even a year could pass, Carly found herself attending a proper school and even making friends. It was during her time as a volunteer in a local park when she met Jack, the very first person who found her odd behavior and instincts entertaining. She was not even Nineteen years old when she fell in love with him and made it her goal to marry the guy. At the age of Twenty, that dream became a reality. Life couldn't be any better for the ex-farmer, Caroline, and happiness couldn't grow any further. At least that's what she thought until she found out about her pregnancy. Not even a year after their marriage, Carly and Jack welcomes their daughter - who they named Samantha - into their lives.
Life went only uphill after that. Caroline dedicated every spare moment of her days to her daughter and husband, and then Samantha's first birthday came. It was a pleasant Friday evening. Carly and her family were celebrating the birthday when all of a sudden someone knocked on their door. Carly made it to the door while Jack and Samantha enjoyed the cake. Once she opened the door, she saw a naked man wrapped in a blanket. She would have let him in, but she didn't have the time to do that. The stranger grabbed her by the hair and practically tossed her into the wall. Hearing the disturbance, Jack rushed to her air but was easily overpowered by the man. Whatever he wanted, the stranger first locked the front door, as if hiding from something - or someone - and then advanced on Jack. In one desperate attempts, Carly jumped toward the man and pulled him to the floor where she struggled to hold him down. The man almost broke free when more knocks on the door were heard, this time much louder. In haste, the strange man turned on Carly, and sank his unnaturally sharp teeth into her shoulder, and then tossed her across the room, where she hit the floor again and just lay there motionless.
Whoever was pounding on the door soon broke their way in forcefully, easily breaking the door off its hinges. There entered not one, but two men. Their eyes were a frightening shade of crimson, and when they opened their mouths, fang-like teeth became visible. At first Carly thought they were accomplices of the first burglar, but when she saw them rip him apart, she dismissed the idea. The horrifying red-eyed creatures then turned on Carly's family, and began with Jack. They showed no mercy, no remorse, no compassion. They not only emptied her husband's body of blood, but then toyed with it like a doll. And then.... then the crying of a baby was heard.
Either the vampires had no heart, or they simply assumed Caroline was dead, because they didn't bother killing her. She wished to die, so so very much, as she watched helplessly the creatures prey on her one-year old daughter. Caroline lost everything... including herself.
Once Carly was capable of transporting, she returned to her hometown. To her parents' house, only to find out that her father had died from a fatal illness and her mother had suffered greatly and was placed under care. Since then, Caroline had roamed Europe with the new powers she had grown to both hate and appreciate. She was born in nature, and her fate was sealed with it. She was only kidding herself by hoping for anything else. Unfortunately, she had to learn it the hard way.
"....Everything is a lie, you just have to pretend."
Fears: Facing her past
Strengths: Incredibly skilled huntress, trained survivalist and combatant.
Weaknesses:
She has nothing to lose - that pretty much eliminated any weaknesses she may have had. Although she is somewhat technologically challenged and a little mentally disturbed.
Likes:
Her weapons. Nothing else.
Dislikes:
Her reflection, which reminds her too much of her daughter. Happiness, which she thinks is nothing more than a temporary illusion.
APPEARANCE
Facial Appearance:
Clothing:
Simple, light and comfortable. No dresses and certainly no heels. You would be lucky to even find her in shoes.
Build:
Extremely athletic, agile and slender. There's no hole too deep and no tree too high for this girly. She had been spending the majority of her life with nature, so obviously she's quite quick and strong. That was enhanced when she acuire the genes of a werewolf. Still, she isn't body-building, so there aren't many bulging muscles.
Marks/Scars:
Teeth marks on her left shoulder and plenty of cuts and bruises from living out in the wild.
Role play Sample:
Read more: wotardissension.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=characterdev&action=display&thread=3#ixzz1nSr2Y7lO
