Post by Zehel on Apr 5, 2010 0:20:52 GMT -5
[/color]Zehel Riesz
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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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To begin with, a dog's not mad. You grant that? [/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:
Andi.
++++Your Age:
Seventeen.
++++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:
Birth name was Ardent, gave himself the name Zehel Riesz in one of his delusional memories.
++++Nicknames:
Zee.
++++ Age:
Four.
++++ Gender:
Male.
++++Species:
Arctic wolf.
++++Pack:
Loner, for now.
[/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:
-Playing with his food.
-Blood.
-Laughter.
-Others misfortune.
-Intimidating things.
++++Dislikes + 5:
-Happy families.
-Prideful wolves.
-Hunger.
-Comforting words.
-Squirrels.
++++ Interesting Habits + 5:
-Zehel often talks to himself. He hears voices and feels obligated to respond to them.
-He'll play with his food as much as possible, making sure it has suffered a great deal before he will kill it.
-Has a fascination with blood, his own and others. Loves to be covered in it.
++++ Secrets + 2:
-Misses having a family. Will get really edgy and nervous if asked where they are or where he came from.
-Likes to be dominated and told what to do.
-Loves the taste of young pups. :)
++++Strengths + 4:
-Isn't afraid of death.
-Has an incredible pain tolerance. He likes the sight of his own blood.
-Always enjoys a good fight.
-Optimistic. Isn't easily offended.
++++Weaknesses + 4:
-Absolutely hates it when people tell him his "friends" aren't real. Will often start violent fights.
-Doesn't like to be judged. Will take a lot of offense to it.
-When people try to comfort or get too emotionally close to him he gets really irritated.
-Attitude can change for the better or the worse, like the flick of a switch.
+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:
His fur is thick, though it is suspiciously thin for an arctic wolf.
++++Eyes:
The right eye is brown, the left is a pale blue.
++++Weight:
107 lbs.
++++Body type:
He is muscular, though not overly so. Most of his strength and power come from his legs. Over all, his body is slender and great for agility.
++++Coat/Fur Color:
Majority of his coat is black. There are odd patches of a darker brown around his stomach and neck, complimenting the odd red that covers his left eye and the tip of his tail.
[/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:
Alaska.
++++Parents:
Deitrich and Amor. Zehel doesn't know they are deceased and he "talks" to them often.
++++ Siblings:
All deceased. He never learned their names.
++++ History (at least three paragraphs:
Zehel was born in the brutal conditions of Alaska with the name Ardent, to an arctic and a crossbreed of steppe and Mexican. He was conceived as an only child in the snow without shelter from the rocks and spent the first few weeks of his life sick and on the edge of death. His mother had been exceedingly malnourished while she was pregnant and he suffered for it; prematurely born with a mental issue or two. It was too early to tell at that point and they mistook his strange behavior as frailty and weakness to the cold. For the first year of his life he was kept under close watch, especially in the new pack his parents had adapted to.
Not only was he judged by the elders for his odd fur color, but also because he was not entirely intelligent according to their criteria. He was very smart, however, especially for his age. Things just got a little mixed up before they came out of his mouth. Zehel also often mumbled about things that didn't make sense or fit in with the conversation around him. He seemed to be talking to himself, even when no one was there. This habit got worse whenever it was time to hunt for their food. He argued with himself through most of the activity and when it came time to kill his prey, he insisted on playing with it. For this reason, the dark wolf hunted alone and was content with treating his food to a good song, or intellectual discussion about life before he brutally, and mercilessly murdered it. He would make the death as messy as possible and smudge the blood throughout the area before happily rolling in it and only then would he return to his den.
The Drappa and Dragga determined Zehel was ill born and that was the reason he behaved so inexplicably. None the less, they concluded that he was a threat to their pack and ordered him to leave the safety of the den. His parents made a deal with the Alpha to keep their son close and Zehel was then granted the privilege of living in a little cavern nearby. The pup was delighted by their generosity and crafted this little cubbyhole in to a layer of his own, hidden away inside the rocks. By the time mother and father came bearing good news about Amore's pregnancy, the floor had been decorated by several scattered pieces of fur, bone and animal skin. The smell, and the blood, was ruthless and almost unbearable.
His parents were disgusted by this and fled back to their pack. In shame they reported the situation to their Curious Dragga and did not argue when he suggested getting rid of the problem. Zehel was sealed in to the little crevice in the mountain side, punishment for his ungodly actions.
It took Zee several months to dig himself out of his confinement. He had survived on the discarded pieces of animal laying about the cave and had even gone as far as tearing off pieces of his own flesh. He suffered horrible scars on his hind legs and was unsuitable to hunt when he finally found his way out of the rocks. The only place he could turn to was the pack that had abandoned him.
It started out as atonement for their own selfish actions. The young pups that liked to play too far from their home suddenly started to disappear, gobbled up by the big bad wolf. Not only was the pack horrified by the loss of their young, but the bones that were left behind were placed in intricate designs on the floor of the exiled wolf's den. Zehel was gone long before his mess had been found. The pack left it alone, the few that had set out looking for revenge either came back empty handed, or they didn't come back at all.
Zehel adapted to being alone, hunting small prey which was easy to play with and carry around before being devoured. Sometimes he would even find himself in another home, though never for long. The pack didn't appreciate the obnoxious babbling he seemed to do non stop. Or him salivating over their pups.
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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.
