Post by Akante on Aug 10, 2009 20:18:31 GMT -5
ROLEPLAYED BY: Akante
BIRTH NAME: Sirrus
TAKEN NAME: Sirrus
PRONUNCIATION: Searr-ihsss
MEANING OF NAME: None
OTHER ALIASES: Rus, Sir(seeer)
COMMON TITLES: Brute, Dull, Raider
GENDER: Female
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
SPECIES: ¾ Timber, ¼ Arctic
PUREBREED?: No
HEIGHT: 3'
WEIGHT: 125 lbs
LENGTH: 5'3"
AGE: 3 Years
BIRTHDATE: October 8th
PACK: Alteron
PAST PACKS: None
RANK: Serf
PAST RANKS: Brute Raider, Rouge
CURRENT LOCATION: Alteron Timberlands
CRUSH: Skirr
MATE: None
EX-MATES: None
OFFSPRING: None
: TIME TO MOVE ON :
CURRENT PHYSICAL CONDITION: Recovering from intense beating/maiming... most likely to bleed to death at this stage. If not, then she could die from infection.
CURRENT MENTAL CONDITION: Uncertain and confused, a loathing to the majority of the current Raiders. Desperate to prove herself back to Skirr.
EXPECTING A LITTER?: No.
SCARS?: A slash on her left shoulder. A bite gash on her right hip. Her tail has been torn off. Both her ears have been ripped off. Her face has been badly scarred up, as well.
AILMENTS: Poor hearing.
VOICE: A slight country-accent. Stern. Seductive at times. Still somewhat feminine.
IRIS COLOR: Bright sky blue
MAIN PELT COLOR: Dark ashy grey
SECONDARY PELT COLORS: Medium Grey, Light Grey, Off-white, Neon skyblue, Burgandy, Creamy Beige.
PAW PAD COLOR: Medium grey
INNER EAR COLOR: Pale, pale pink
PHYSICAL STATUS: Sirrus has got the body of a brute. Her body is a bit on the heavy side, considering the usual Alteron food-depreivation. Her pelt seems to be thick, but is actually quite thin. It’s just that there’s so much fur, and the muscle underneath tends to make it ‘poof’. Her paws are fairly small, which allows her to step with precise agility when hunting. Her ears are gona, now, and small stumps remain, and fur is slowly growing over them. Still perfectly capable to hear, in fact she can hear even better now, don't dare consider her a deaf. Her pawpads are very sensitive to movements in the ground. This is her main helper when hunting, as well as her superior sense of smell. Her stunning eyes are sharp and quick to catch any action. Her stubby tail is, as of now, incredibly sore and she will most likely not be sitting for the majority of the next week or so.
: LET'S GET INSIDE THE MIND :
KINDNESS LEVEL: 3-10
AGGRESSION LEVEL: 10-10
COMPASSION LEVEL: 2-10
HUMOR LEVEL: 2-10
SANITY LEVEL: 8-10
SPEED: 10-10
STAMINA LEVEL: 9-10
DETERMINATION LEVEL: 11-10
INTELLIGENCE LEVEL: 9-10
LIKES: Hunting, Feeling Appreciated, Stalking Skirr, Feeling in love, Nighttime, Rabbits, Running, Feeling free, Storms.
DISLIKES: Her Loss in Rank, Her failure, Kiakime, Traitors, Blackbloods, Alteronians, Skimpy prey, Squirrels, Chipmunks, Fogs, Sticky weather, Sticky mud, Feeling out of place, Being denied, Being untrustworthy, Being ignored by Skirr, Seeing Kiakime with Skirr.
VALUES: Dignity, Honor, Pride, Respect, Love, and Loyalty.
BRIEF OVERVIEW:
- Loyal
- Defensive
- Stealthy
- Sly
- Cunning
- Relentless
- Desperate
- Obsessive
IN DEPTH: Once a proud and very capable she-wolf, Sirrus is now trouble. For the first two weeks after her near-death punishment and demotation, she keeps to the shadows in fear. She doesn't want anyone to see her like this, in her failure, her fall from rank. She sees that she made a mistake, but she doesn't see how the consequences are, in any way, fair. Still, she's desperate to prove herself to Skirr, desperate to show him that it was a one-time mistake, that she can make him proud. But, until she feels that tension has worn off, she'll avoid him for the most part. She still loves him, and in fact, she's probably more likely to follow him around, now. She loathes the Raiders, especially Kiakime, Rylen, Kazmeria, and Jette. Mainly Jette because he's obnoxious and a psycho devil being... But she hates Kiakime, mainly jealous of Skirr's approval, and for the fact that her beautiful face is now gone due to her. Rylen she sees as a crude bitch who needs a good whup in the ass.
Desperate for someone to help her, though she's not going to go looking, Sirrus just needs to get back on her feet. She wants to get back up to where she once was, to show that she can rise from the ashes. If anything, she is a more determind, motivated, and stronger wolf than before.
: TO SEE THE ACQUAINTENCES :
CODE:
[li] Hatred
[/li][li] Angered
[/li][li] Annoyance
[/li][li] Unsure
[/li][li] Acquainted
[/li][li] Friend
[/li][li] Trusted
[/li][li] Best Friend
[/li][li] Respect
[/li][li] Crush
[/li][li] Love
[/li][li] Mate
[/li][li] Family[/li][/ul][/size]
THE LIST:
[li] Kiakime: I hate ya. Ya have stolen Skirr from me, and you find it funny and enjoyable to rip my face to shreds. Despite the fact that it was our Lief's orders, I know ya would've done it anyways. For now, I'm going to avoid ya. But soon... ooohhhhhh soon, I'll find ya and we'll settle this.
[/li][li] Rylen: I hate ya. Bitch. If I ever gain rank again, I'll be sure to whup ya ass. Ya need it, more than you could ever realize.
[/li][li] Kazmieria: Die. Ya sadistic, disgusting mutant. I hope ya die from yer own stupidity...
[/li][li] Jette: Yer an annoyin' lil' pup. I hope ya do somethin' real stupid and end up just like me someday...
[/li][li] Skirr: What did I do? I only did what I thought ya wanted. Mah one wish is to serve ya right, mah Lief. Let me show mah worth to ya again, sometime in the future. I only live to serve ya, to serve the kingdom.
[/li][li] Brynja: Unibrow? Tha Skirr's got an interestin' name for ya, that's for sure. Don't know much about ya. And that rabbit was mine, so you're lucky to even get a scrap of it! But that freak was fun to mess with. . . haha.
[/li][li] Thadeus: You little peasant. Scared of the dirt? Better watch your back, because once you're turned around, I'll be on your back, squishing you into your worst fear!
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: IN ORDER TO UNDERSTAND THE PAST :
IN DEPTH: Sirrus was born in the Silver Mountains during a chilly season. She was raised by both of her parents, and the family was a happy one. They grew stronger as the times grew harder, and she was more than willing to help her parents with hunting and keeping watch over her younger siblings. But one day, while she was on watch and her parents were hunting individually, her father never returned. Her mother came back, and relieved Rus of her post, and waited in crushed hope of her mate returning. Rus watched from the inside of the den, curled around her siblings to make sure they were asleep. But after hours and hours, her father never came back. Years would pass. . . and he never would.Even though the family was greatly discouraged by the disappearance of the father, they still continued. They prey steadily returned to greater numbers, and hunting became easier and less of a worry. Soon the pups were able to hunt for themselves, and for their mother, who would occasionally fall ill. But even as the months droned by, they didn't know what lurked in the forests, stalking them. Humans. A vicious and crazed gather of humans, probably about ten or so, raided the den late on night. They seperated the mother from her pups, and they never saw each other again. The pups were soon seperated as well, and Rus never knew what became of the rest of her family. She would whimper and whine, pleading for her freedom. She was given a scarce amount of food daily, and she was often physically abused. She learned to be quick, ruthless, and cunning.
As those two months passed, Rus earned several piercings. The one on her chin represented a raid that she participated in, solo, as she attacked a tent one night. She stole food for herself, and it was marked as both an accomplishment, and a crime. She was punished, but she was respected a little more for her sly ways. The piercings on her ears represents her hearing problem. Since her birth, Sirrus had trouble with her hearing. She couldn't fully comprehend what others were saying, or the sounds that radiated through the forests. She could hear, she simply could't make out specific details. It seemed to be slurred to her, everything was.
But she soon escaped, using the skills she had used for her tent raid. Except this time she ran far, and she never looked back. She has spent the last three months in the Silver Mountains, unsure of where to go next. Or even what to do next. She heard of Alteron, a powerful and ruthless pack. It caught her attention, and she joined eagerly. In acceptance, alongside Kiakime, Lief Skirr questioned her, and she answered with crisp words. He nodded his approval, and she was off, covering herself briskly with the scents of her new pack. Within the month, she joined the recruitment for raiders. Surprisingly, Skirr was the one in charge of said recruitment. So that is what the Lief rank is. And Kiakime was there, but apparently she and Skirr were off on good terms already. Sirrus was a bit jealous, but didn’t let it get into her head. Gain a rank, that’s most important. Soon appointed with the Brute Raider rank, Sirrus was pleased.
Two months into the rank, while hunting down a pesky rabbit, she stumbled across Lief Skirr, another Brute Raider, and a mere peasant. This pest had a clean-issue. Afraid of the mud, as it were. Giving her rabbit to the Lief, Sirrus circled this pest. Thaddeus, was his name, as if it mattered. A simple command from the Lief to the clean-freak. Into the mud. Sirrus smirked, ready to jump on him, shove him into the mud, if necessary. But the fool did so, reluctantly. Taking away her fun. Damn fool.
A couple months after that, Skirr summoned his Raiders for the hunt. The raid. Sirrus, more than delighted to come along, was finally recognized by name. Skirr had called her by name! Soon, after a few other Raiders made their way in, they set off into the Ancient Forests. Here there was a small herd of deer. Their target was the injured buck. Sirrus, along with two other Brute Raiders, were ordered to chase the injured buck and seperate him from the rest of the herd. Taking a moment to wait for the best time to strike, Sirrus launched out. She chased the prey, snapping at it and soon luring it away from its herd and towards the other Raiders. Thinking that the situation was under control, the girl then aimed to further help the team. She then darted out towards on of the other deer that had been seperated. A doe, pregnant. She chased it for a good minute before leaping on it and killing it.
What was her reward? After a silent and very tense trip home, Sirrus was pinned down to the Lief's rock by the other Raiders at the command of Skirr. He was mad. Very mad. He obviously did not approve of what she had done. Ordering his Raiders to make an exmaple of Sirrus, to "show what happened to those who didn't obey his orders", Sirrus was then nearly beaten to death. Skirr started it off by ripping off one of her ears, and then he let the others loose. Jette hurried over and gnawed on her other ear is if it were a chewtoy, until there was only strings of skin and muscle where it had once been. Kaz then sank her fangs into the base of Sirrus's tail, biting and chomping and gnawing and pulling until it was split off. Kiakime, the bitch, then fully enjoyed herself as she made sure that Sirrus's face would no longer be the beauty it had been. Fangs tore and ripped the thin flesh, tearing off small bits of her lip, as well. As a final burn, Sigmund slashed at her shoulder, and another Raider bit off a piece of her thigh. And there she lay, bloodied and broken... ready to die...
: AND THOSE WHO BROUGHT HER INTO THE WORLD :
MOTHER:
FATHER:
SIBLINGS:
COUSINS: Unknown
: NOW LET'S HAVE A LOOK HERE :
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: AND GIVE CREDIT WHERE IT'S DUE :
CHARACTER BY: Akante
DESIGN BY: Akante
ROLEPLAYED BY: Akante
PROFILE OUTLINE BY: Akante
RELATIONSHIPS CODING BY: Simulizi
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