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" Others "


Username: [Square Lemon]
Name: [Brendonn Shuiu] (yes it's supposed to have two N's!)
Age: [Twenty-two]
Gender: [Male]
Sexual Orientation : [Neutral Sexuality]
Personality: [Soft-spoken, anti-social, wayward, unpredictable, pessimistic.]
Species: [Werewolf.]
Bio: [Born then left to fend for himself, as many of his kind are, Brendonn grew a abundance for the need to be independent, as well as a rivaled will to live. Having grew up most of his childhood alone, he figured that was how it was supposed to be. Mastering his power both in his 'human' state as well as his altered wolf one for survival, he began to come across those like him. And those who were not. 'Other's', such as vampires and even the humans that spited him for what he was, caused a tweak in her personality; and kills those whom he deem adversary for power. To grow stronger.]
Weapon: [Claws, teeth, himself.]
Other: [He's the ability to control his claws and size of canines on whim, though rarely fights. He figures it'd be better to attempt to join forces first before rushing to conclusions.]




Username: I c h i g o - L a t t e
Name: Tabitha Devereux
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation : Straight
Personality: Reserved // Clever // Aloof // Stoic
Species: Vampire
Bio: Tabitha was not a vampire all her life. She was actually from a family of nobles, but was kidnapped by enemy territory of her homeland. She completely lost her memory from being hit on the head, so the enemy treated her as a normal commoner to make sure she won't try to remember why she was there. News of Tabitha's homeland reached the land she was being hidden in, so the inhabitants tried moving away, and took Tabitha along with them to maybe use her as a hostage for the future. She lived among those people for about 5 years after her kidnap, and became a vampire at the age of 16 when she was bitten by another vampire, as she was taken through the vast forests of creatures with the running people. No survivors, except Tabitha Devereux were left in that traveling runaways. Now, she is to get used to being a vampire. Since she cannot remember her past, she became a confused person and became very aloof. She can be that naughty, clever type of person, trying to fool others either through her trance to feed, or if she's just bored. Tabitha also has sudden memory losses once in awhile, but tries to retrace back her steps. But there was one benefit from the bump in her head: She would have vague visions of the future and the past. She can also be telepathic to say something to someone, but her words can be unclear. There's a whole immortal life ahead of her, but she's a vampire now. What else can she do?
Weapon: Sword
Other: Tabitha is a skilled violinist, thus, carries a violin in its case around most of the time. She may be clever, but she can be so gullible. Tabitha can easily become guilty and have sudden short-term memory losses.

OPEN!

The scraping of metal filled the cold air of the old, abandoned warehouse. Sparks lit the area of Tabitha Devereux's workshop. She was sharpening her sword that was used as defense. She had her own strength to provide the offense. Who was she? Where did she come from? No one knows for sure. Even Tabitha does not know. The only thing she could remember was waking up in a town, being dragged into a forest, and becoming an "Other". "Maybe it was true, maybe it wasn't." she recited to herself. "It didn't matter if I was just going to die." She said that when she felt like she just wanted to run away into nothing. Tabitha sighed and blew the dust from her sword, and slid down a wall, landing on her bottom. She covered her mouth and panted. "The moon is dim today, like it was telling me something" she whispered. "Tabitha, stop being such a poet." She gazed at the stars. A war, huh? she thought, hiding her face in between her knees. I don't want to.

Tabitha imagined seeing her breath when she sighed, as she closed her eyes, squeezing her legs. It turned into reality when she gazed at the sky, getting a glimpse of her breathe. She groaned, and hid herself inside her wrapped arms once again. "Hungry..." she whispered. I don't want to... She landed on her side, still laying on the cold, hard floor. No. No. Don't want. No. Tabitha was restraining herself. She was thirsty. And what do vampires drink? Blood. Human blood. Her instincts were starting to kick in, but kept thinking about heading over to an animal instead of sacrificing the innocent. She made her hands into fists and kept trying. She opened her eyes.