Post by Weylyn Tokalawaya on Mar 7, 2010 20:47:35 GMT -5
[/color]Weylyn Tokalawaya
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Dark in the city night is a wire
Steam in the subway earth is afire[/font][/size]
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Power is what keeps me sane...Though, sanity is overrated[/color][/font]
+Getting to know the real you,
is just as important+
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Woman you want me give me a sign
And catch my breathing even closer behind
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++++Your name: Alyssa
++++Your Age: 19
++++Your Gender:Female
+Character Information+
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In touch with the ground
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
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++++Full Name: Weylyn Tokalawaya
++++Nicknames: Wey, Lyn, Toka
++++ Age: 5
++++ Gender: male
++++Species: gray wolf
++++Pack: aspires to be alpha of the Validus Animus pack
[/color][/blockquote][/center]+The Personals+
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Smell like I sound I'm lost in a crowd.
And I'm hungry like the wolf.
++++Likes + 5:
- meat
- power
- goodness
- control
- females
- teasing
- flirting
- running
++++Dislikes + 5:
- liars
- bad wolves
- (generally) males
- being powerless
- being put in the hot spot
- fleas
- losing
++++ Interesting Habits + 5:
- thoroughly scratches himself when upset
- nibbles on tree bark when bored
- has to splash water three times before drinking or entering
- sleeps with back legs spread like a butterfly
- rolls in dirt
- chases butterflies
++++ Secrets + 2:
- he fears a large amount of water
- puts up a facade around other wolves
- is constantly afraid of losing control
++++Strengths + 4:
- great athlete
- amazing runner
- good at fighting
- good at fishing
- remains loyal till the end
- isn't easily persuaded
++++Weaknesses + 4:
- isn't easily persuaded
- clumsy at holding onto prey
- eats a lot
- doesn't pay enough attention
- gets too excited
+So this is how you look?+
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Straddle the line in discord and rhyme
I'm on the hunt I'm after you.
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++++Hair: gray
++++Eyes: golden/dark golden
++++Weight: a good 150 pounds
++++Body type: muscle, muscle, muscle, belly fat, muscle.
++++Coat/Fur Color: gray, tints of brown
[/color][/blockquote][/center]+What Happened Back Then+
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Mouth is alive with juices like wine
And I'm hungry like the wolf
++++Birthplace: unknown
++++Parents: both are deceased
++++ Siblings: also deceases
++++ History (at least three paragraphs:
Perhaps being born to the alphas of his pack is what made Weylyn the wolf he is today. It could've been the rugged life he's had, or the simple fact that being in charge is in his blood. He isn't quite sure why he has a thirst for power, but it is always there.
Weylyn had an ordinary birth and childhood. He had several siblings in which he fought and defeated and became more and more dominant growing up. His personality was cold and heartless. He was trained by his father, the stern, and his mother, the kind but forceful. It was no wonder his parents lead the pack. All of its members gave them respect in every situation. All of his siblings were sisters, so he hardly had anything to worry about in terms of becoming alpha, or even creating a pack of his own and having territorial disputes. He quite easily grew larger than his father and was starting to get cocky.
Weylyn's respect to his parents was always there, though. Despite his unquenchable thirst to become more powerful, and his growing muscle and stature, he never thought badly of them. Weylyn was loyal to his family. He would go hunting, and when he finally had the fish in his grasp, he would somehow lose it. When he finally had the hare cornered, it would escape his jaws. And when he finally had the elkryn by the throat, it broke free of him. His clumsiness was always there, although he had usually injured the prey enough to catch them easily a second time. Weylyn was in his prime when the incident happened.
He was off by himself again, scouting out possible territories for his pack. There was a storm. He had to get back. Thunder boomed and lightning crashed and when he arrived to where his den should've been, a large tree had squished or trapped his family. There were howls and barks and cries from beneath the large tree, but Weylyn didn't have the power to move it. He tried as hard as he could, pushing, biting, tearing away branches. He was bloody when the last cry of his pack extinguished and he knew he had to leave.
So he ran, becoming nomadic and lonely. He encountered many obstacles, but eventually made it to Halasia where he would hear whispers of tales of great packs. He had to conquer one of them; Weylyn would not let his father and mother's teachings go to waste. Before he realized it, his entire personality had changed. There was a total mask of a creature covering what he really thought, did, or would do. He spoke differently from what he thought, forcing him to be more open so he wouldn't bring shame to his pack.
And Weylyn finally discovered the pack he wanted to join.
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Stalked in the forest too close to hide
I'll be upon you by the moonlight side
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++++ Well now listen up my little pretty’s! This application page was made by Raphael Samedi. The inspiration came from all over the place. Lyrics are from Hungry like the Wolf By Duran Duran. Which I found very relevant to what is going on here at Wolves; Corrupted. This just happens to be my first ever template attempt so be kind. Try not to change anything, change the font colour, size and font style of your own writings. All original colours must stay the same. Leave these credits on or i shall beat you around with a massive stick.
