Post by viper5 on Aug 18, 2011 12:01:09 GMT
Oh, lie to me, it's the new poetry
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Trace •Zendaya• Vello
Age »» Seventy-five
Gender »» Male
Species »» Werewolf Rebel
Sexuality »» Bisexual
Occupation »» Uh, none… Trying to escape the evil wrath of Zane? Maybe stealing something here and there?
Face Claim »» Pandora Hearts- Gilbert/Raven Nightray
Powers »»
As his fangs can kill his prey, turn humans into werewolves, and when in his smaller human form they can mend minor wounds, such as scrapes or cuts. Upon will he can turn himself from a normal teenage boy into a strange werewolf figure, with long six-inch claws and large fangs.
Appearance »»
In werewolf form, trace is 6 feet tall, just over. He has long, dark, shaggy fur all over his body, and his eyes seem almost black. He has both long claws and fangs.
In human form, Trace has neck-long light black hair, almost a gray. His eyes are blue, and he is just over five foot one, and he wheighs a nice 176 lbs.
It's the language that we speak
Likes »»
»» Kellen
»» Nature
»» Animals
»» The Color Red
»» The Dark
Dislikes »»
»» Bright Lights
»» Most S/R Humans
»» People who have wolves as pets
»» Having orders
»» Being restrained
Goals »»
»» Save Liba
»» Destroy the Rose
Habits »»
»» Looks up at sky when thinking
»» Chews on left pointer finger
Phobias »»
»» Death
»» Explosions
Overall Personality »»
Although strong, both emotionally and physically, when Trace breaks down, he breaks hard. At his peak he is smart, strategically, and logical, but at the bottom he is dark, revengeful, and depressed. He also tends to cut or burn himself, usually on his wrist and only once or twice a week. He is terrified of being killed, and anything that involves explosions. He is as loyal as a dog no matter what his mood is, though, and will not give up for anything.
I've become numb
I've become numb
I've become numb
Mother »» Erica Vello
Father »» Shaun Ere
Siblings »» An unnamed little girl who was stillborn
Pets »» N/A
History »»
Shawn Ere and his mate, Erica Vello, were never the ones to exist in societies like the werewolf one. They took some other like them, willing of coarse, to go live off the land. They saved up money for the occasional times when they needed to go to the marketplace for supplies. They had they’re own little pack, but they had to live in secret from the main wolf pack.
When Erica had a baby boy, all 6 wolves in the pack were ecstatic. The young Prince was named Trace, after his grandfather. He was Prince Trace, heir to the make shift throne his parents ruled from.
When Trace was young, he always would defend whatever it was he was defending until his mother came and dragged the child away, kicking and screaming. Which almost always the solution, until Trace started t get violent. So much as to his mother watching him like a hawk.
Years went by and nothing happened, only the fact that his mother gave birth to a young female child. The little girl came out with a purple face, and soon they buried his unnamed baby sister. It felt so wrong sticking a child in the ground… All this when he was only 27, although he looked and acted about 11.
Trace spent from the time he was 51 to the time he was 67 fighting. Wrestling, karate, whatever came his way that he could do. Not too long after he started, he mastered it. Eventually he became kind of an assassin for his pack, but he would never kill one of his own.
One day, when he was only 67, he was resting on the edge of his campsite when he felt a large boom that almost destroyed his ears. When he cursed and barely managed to turn around, he realized that his whole world was now ash. He was the only one resting far enough from the epicenter to survive, without being hit by millions of tiny pieces of glass and shards and others.
Trace eventually found his way to the Werewolf Central, where he learned Zane had “defeated” the good High Alpha and stole his rank. He growled anytime the though crossed his mind. But he would figure a way to help Kellen, to do all he could.
