Post by Syren Loup Garou on Jan 9, 2009 7:17:19 GMT -5
First Name: Syren
Last Name: Loup Garou
Middle Name: Fayette
Age: Never ask a lady her age, it's rude.
Height/Weight: Depends, if I'm a wolf, I'm still around 5 feet high, and weigh over 200lbs. Human, I'm 5'9", 109 lbs.
Eyes: Blue, in either form.
Hair: Blonde, and yes it's natural. My wolf is white, with the barest black markings on my face...as if I were still wearing expertly applied make-up.
Character description: Oh, just look at the profile, would ya?
Persuasion: (good evil neutral) Neutral, of course
Type of Creature: Loup Garou gypsy/werewolf
Powers: All the usual werewolf abilities. Sharpened senses, fast healing, telepathy (Loup Garou power), strength, speed, agility.
History: Syren was born an only child to a loving family. Everything was easy for her, school, making friends, the lot of it. She was a stellar student, popular and well liked, and always did as her parents told her. The one time she rebelled, she was 16, going to a party with a boy her parent's weren't fond of. Believing her a smart and capable girl, they'd grudgingly let her go, hoping she'd see her mistake sooner rather than later.
Halfway through the party, she had her first beer. Not the best tasting thing she'd ever had, so she was lead to the liquor cabinet, and with a few friends, tasted every last bottle. Stumbling drunk in the back yard, the boy she'd gone to the party with came up behind her. As he started kissing her neck, ignoring her drunken pleas for him to stop, she realized with dawning horror that she was about to be raped. As she opened her mouth to scream, he bit down. Her thumbs dug into his eyes, a desperate attempt to fend him off. Gouging his eyes in their sockets, he ended up being the screamer as Syren ran for home. Blood poured down her neck and chest, but still she ran, straight through her front door and into her parent's arms.
The bite healed within 12 hours, and Syren was only left momentarily weak from the blood loss. She seemed to recover quickly, and the incident soon faded. Syren was careful to avoid people at school, immediately shifting from the popular girl to the outcast, and by her own choosing. She noticed things that never occured to her before. Other kids her age traveled in packs. The jocks, the nerds, the goths, every clique was like a pack. A pack of wolves, Syren thought.
She had no idea how close that thought was to the real truth. The next full moon Syren was wracked with pain as her body contorted into strange positions, unnatural angles. She screamed, and her parents came running. They knew immediately, as they watched their daughter drastically change, she was a werewolf. The bite the boy had inflicted upon her was the bite of a lycan. Where Syren had been curled on the floor, fighting the pain of the unknown, a white wolf now lay on it's side, panting. Her father had connections, and it was those very connections that saved Syren. Within minutes he was on the phone, attempting to track down a man named Cole Loup Garou.
Arrangements were made, and the following morning, Syren and her family flew out to meet with Cole.
After a few months of sending Syren to and from the Luna during the full moon, they'd decided it was best for her to remain with others of her kind. The Loup Garou were a peaceful clan, only lashing out when one of their own was endangered. Syren consented easily, eager to join the Loup Garou. At the age of 18 she was initiated, becoming full Loup Garou. She'd also fallen in love with Cole, though he was much older, and neither had shown any interest above being pack. During her initiation, she received a vision. Her and Cole, as wolves, running through the misty woods, two small pups trailing after them. As she awoke, she knew they were meant to be together and she sought out Cole. He too had shared her dream, and from then on they were never parted.
Syren gave Cole 2 sons, Midian and Synge, and now she rules alongside her mate as Lupa of the Loup Garou Clan.
Character is from (series, book, creator, or author, if it applies): Original, brainstorm between Ginger & Brigitte
Last Name: Loup Garou
Middle Name: Fayette
Age: Never ask a lady her age, it's rude.
Height/Weight: Depends, if I'm a wolf, I'm still around 5 feet high, and weigh over 200lbs. Human, I'm 5'9", 109 lbs.
Eyes: Blue, in either form.
Hair: Blonde, and yes it's natural. My wolf is white, with the barest black markings on my face...as if I were still wearing expertly applied make-up.
Character description: Oh, just look at the profile, would ya?
Persuasion: (good evil neutral) Neutral, of course
Type of Creature: Loup Garou gypsy/werewolf
Powers: All the usual werewolf abilities. Sharpened senses, fast healing, telepathy (Loup Garou power), strength, speed, agility.
History: Syren was born an only child to a loving family. Everything was easy for her, school, making friends, the lot of it. She was a stellar student, popular and well liked, and always did as her parents told her. The one time she rebelled, she was 16, going to a party with a boy her parent's weren't fond of. Believing her a smart and capable girl, they'd grudgingly let her go, hoping she'd see her mistake sooner rather than later.
Halfway through the party, she had her first beer. Not the best tasting thing she'd ever had, so she was lead to the liquor cabinet, and with a few friends, tasted every last bottle. Stumbling drunk in the back yard, the boy she'd gone to the party with came up behind her. As he started kissing her neck, ignoring her drunken pleas for him to stop, she realized with dawning horror that she was about to be raped. As she opened her mouth to scream, he bit down. Her thumbs dug into his eyes, a desperate attempt to fend him off. Gouging his eyes in their sockets, he ended up being the screamer as Syren ran for home. Blood poured down her neck and chest, but still she ran, straight through her front door and into her parent's arms.
The bite healed within 12 hours, and Syren was only left momentarily weak from the blood loss. She seemed to recover quickly, and the incident soon faded. Syren was careful to avoid people at school, immediately shifting from the popular girl to the outcast, and by her own choosing. She noticed things that never occured to her before. Other kids her age traveled in packs. The jocks, the nerds, the goths, every clique was like a pack. A pack of wolves, Syren thought.
She had no idea how close that thought was to the real truth. The next full moon Syren was wracked with pain as her body contorted into strange positions, unnatural angles. She screamed, and her parents came running. They knew immediately, as they watched their daughter drastically change, she was a werewolf. The bite the boy had inflicted upon her was the bite of a lycan. Where Syren had been curled on the floor, fighting the pain of the unknown, a white wolf now lay on it's side, panting. Her father had connections, and it was those very connections that saved Syren. Within minutes he was on the phone, attempting to track down a man named Cole Loup Garou.
Arrangements were made, and the following morning, Syren and her family flew out to meet with Cole.
After a few months of sending Syren to and from the Luna during the full moon, they'd decided it was best for her to remain with others of her kind. The Loup Garou were a peaceful clan, only lashing out when one of their own was endangered. Syren consented easily, eager to join the Loup Garou. At the age of 18 she was initiated, becoming full Loup Garou. She'd also fallen in love with Cole, though he was much older, and neither had shown any interest above being pack. During her initiation, she received a vision. Her and Cole, as wolves, running through the misty woods, two small pups trailing after them. As she awoke, she knew they were meant to be together and she sought out Cole. He too had shared her dream, and from then on they were never parted.
Syren gave Cole 2 sons, Midian and Synge, and now she rules alongside her mate as Lupa of the Loup Garou Clan.
Character is from (series, book, creator, or author, if it applies): Original, brainstorm between Ginger & Brigitte
