Post by Novocaine on May 31, 2010 3:02:03 GMT -5
[/size][/center]WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO ME?
Who am I?
[/size][/color]They have taken my body, they have branded my soul,
they have poisoned my blood, they have made me,
Novocaine
they have poisoned my blood, they have made me,
Novocaine
Gender:; Femme
Rank:; Beta
Pack:; Ryl
Age:; 3 Winters
Kin:; Mother:Basil Father:Arcko Other:Niso,Nero,Nuoh
Bound for Destruction, headed for no where...
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Am I lost, am I doomed?
[/size][/color]Wandering into this darkness..... Falling away.....
Look away from the mirror....
Look away from the mirror....
Pelt:; Grey
eyes:; Lavender
looks:; Large puppy-like paws support long muscular legs attached to her chiseled body. Her body is naturally slender and feminine however, years of fighting, hunting and simply surviving have turned her small little frame into a strong, built figure. Smooth pink skin is hardened and covered in scars, forever marred by past battles. Each mark across her body has it's own secret, hidden by a wiry, thick white undercoat perfectly designed to protect her most precious flesh from water, wind or even predators. Covering her pale undercoat is a thick layer of dark silvery fur, it is long and silky smooth, nearly flawless across its seemingly endless flow across her body. Near her left shoulder blade there is a small gap in her silky fur where the furr has yet to grow back, however the length of the rest of her fur hides the scar and skin from view. Still the area is vulnerable without the protection or her thick coat. The ends of each strand of hair is lightly dusted black. Her odd colouration gives the illusion that her furr is greying, however as the seasons continue it remains unchanged. Small tear-shaped ears sit atop her soft velvety crown and slanted, almond shaped eye sockets possess piercing amethyst optics. Like most of her kind she tries to maintain an emotionless expression, however not even she can keep her soul locked away behind her eyes. They reveal all. Nova is not a terribly large fae, however, it is a rare occasion she meets a female larger than herself. From the earth to her shoulder she stands 36 inches, from afar she seems much smaller though, her muscle gives her a stubby look. from nose to tail she is just over 5 feet, her tail accounting for a foot of that length. Though most of Nova's femininity has been stolen by her cruel unrelenting past, she maintains beauty in its rarest form. It is a raw, feral beauty in the natural way she carries herself.
Abilities:; Stronger senses and strength.
My soul is still on burning, desire to live....
desire to be free....
desire to be free....
What am i to do?
[/size][/color]They have tied me down, and left me to rot.....
[/sup][/b]Pick A Season
I act so:; Mysterious
But my heart is:; Confused
Personality:;
Random: There are few things certain about Nova. In fact it is nearly impossible to know or understand why she does what she does. The moment you think you have figured her out she surprises you the strangest ways. Bi-polar is a word that comes to mind when dealing with her, probably not the right word, but the closest to describing the trouble you may run into while dealing with her. One second she could be chewing your limbs off and the next be completely uninterested. Mostly she is a realist, quiet and mostly irritated. Constantly irritated. On the rare occasion she speaks she might compliment you in the meanest ways or insult you in the sweetest voice. Her tongue is sharp and it preys on fools and dreamers. Nova often contradicts herself, she may argue just to argue, just to see the stupid look upon the face of another. Her tongue weaves lies and she lies just to lie, her words could talk an angel into sin and white into black. If she ever chose to speak. Most of the time she simply wanders silently scoffing at every imperfection, every annoyance as she passes. Her intentions are never clear, however it is certain that there is a gentle side to this one, something never before seen behind her mask of ruthlessness. A thing that even she does not seem to know exists.
Curiosity; Something that is always certain though is her curiosity. She absolutely hates to be left in the dark, she dislikes walking into a conversation and not knowing what is going on. Nova has a certain hunger for knowledge. It is a hunger that is never satisfied.
Loyalty; Nova is painfully loyal and this is a very important part of who she is. Her loyalty like most everything else about her is rather strange. It is difficult to ever really tell what makes her loyal to someone, but it is very black and white. Either she is loyal or she is not, there are no levels of loyalty. It is a very hard thing to gain but quickly lost.
Mood; Almost everything it determined by her mood, how easy she is to get along with, if she will become loyal to someone, if she will speak to you or try to rip your heart out. One thing that is not determined by her mood, is her mood itself and it changes rapidly.
Dice Roll:; *luck*
With my last dieing breath, i give you my word....
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Good Bye for now my friend.....
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But i have made it my own:; Novocaine
Application word:; Liar
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