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Wolves. School. Hunters. One love.
These are all the things he faces as a...different boy.
Vanare Sensus Lopire is a 17 year old, with a twist. He's a wolf morph. It's not as easy as you'd think. Hunters are tracking him down recently, and he needs to keep his wolf secret to himself. It's almost as if he could trust nobody. He also needs to face the problems of school. Being one of the "outsiders", he needs to avoid bullies. Life's hard for Vanare Lopire. Anything could happen next.
~Rules~
I think you have enough common sense to know them.
~CS~
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Name:Vanare S. Lopire
Ag.e:17
Gender:Male
Appearance:Black hair w/red stripe, brown eyes, red converse, skinny jeans, black Linkin Park t-shirt, pal-ish tan, lots of scars.
Personality:Solitairy, uncaring, CAN be fun, but not alot.
Bio:Wolf morph. Hurrhurr. Life sucks. He learned that awhile back. HE has a pet porcupine named Mr. Puffles.
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Name: Jenna Empire
Ag.e: 16
Gender: F
Appearance: Wavy dark chocolate waist-long hair, warm Indian (not Native American) skin, golden hazel eyes, deep brick-colored lips, long dark eyelashes, violet halter top, dark skinny jeans, black high heeled boots, one black fingerless glove, silver lip ring, two silver eyebrow studs on her left eyebrow.
Personality: Kind, bold, bad tempered, not very serious.
Bio: She was born in India but immigrated to live with her older brother. She's not very rich but she's pretty nonetheless. |
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Ooc; You're still making me laugh with the porcupine-ness
Name: Shayna Hennrik
Ag.e: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Dirty blond hair with side sweep bangs that go over her left eye, slightly tanned skin tone, a black and dark pink tank top with spaghetti straps, green-gray eyes, dark blue skinny jeans, black converse hi tops.
Personality: Kind of shy until you get to know her, caring, funny, smart.
Bio: Grew up with an average life, nothing really exciting happened. Her dad died in a car crash four years ago. Sometimes, you can see that sadness in her eyes. |
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[LETUSBEGIN >D]
[Vanare]
I skated down the street, holding Mr. Puffles. |
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I was walking back home from after school. I adjusted my one strap on my black and red checkered backpack that rested on my shoulder. It was heavy from the textbooks I had inside it. Ugh, homework. |
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I sat on a sidewalk, a violet strapless sundress draped around me. I went to a private school for immigrants that got out earlier than public school. |
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[Vanare]
I skated past Shayna, and stopped. |
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Na.me:Ventus DeNonno
Ag.e:17
Gen.der:Male
App.eara.nce:His size is 5'10.He has messy, short, black hair that kinda resembles tangeled grass.He wears silverish glasses that are a bit squarish but still a bit round.Slightly tanned and has brownish black eyes.He wears a white T-shirt and a black open jacket.He wears blue jeans and white and blue nike shoes
Personality:Caring,nice,serious,witty, and fun-loving.
Bio:He is at first serious but warms up to people eventually.He was a happy boy until the camping trip incident in which only he survived.His older brother now cares for him.If you look in his for some time you can peer into an expression that means "Why?".He has ongoing quest for an answer about why his family was killed,a closure for their death.He knows what killed them.He is not a popular guy at school and is occasionaly picked on.He doesn't care for it doesn't bother him. |
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I glanced over at Vanare and nodded as if to say hello. I brushed a strand of hair out of my visible eye. |
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[Vanare]
I reached for her hand, as a notion to get on the skateboard. |
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I hesitated, as I thought it over for a second, then got on. |
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I was at the park drinking a slushie.The fact that the park was deserted meant nothing, for I felt that no one can bother me with that incident junk.I felt better trying to forget, but I can't erase it out of my mind.So cue me sitting alone drinking a slushie. |
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[Vanare]
I started off, my fedora was on, and my wolf ears were covered by it. |
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Thoughts were racing around in my mind. |
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I smiled a little, liking the feel of the wind in my face as we rushed by. |
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[Vanare]
pushed my hat down, and saw a few highschool bullies flie by, and realized they were armed. |
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Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a few high school bullies. I narrowed my eyes, and crossed my arms. |
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[Vanare]
I heard gunshots, and felt a sharp jab in my side. |
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My eyes widened as I heard a few gunshots. I cursed under my breath. 'Those jerks...' I thought, as I looked to see if the gunshots hit Vanare, hoping they didn't.
Ooc; Gtg D: Bai... |
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I heard some gunshots but they sounded far away so I didn't worry. |
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[Vanare]
I grabbed her arm, and dove into a bush. |
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