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Dark Blood Rain
« Thread Started on Jan 30, 2008, 9:10pm »

Name: Dark Blood Rain

Race: Werewolf (full)

Age: 218

Gender: Male

Nickname: Dark, for friends or allies. Blood for enemies, or strangers.

Height: 5'8

Weight:119, very strong

Appearance: [image]

But without the head band. And slit pupils

Personality: Dark, or Blood, is a very, very quiet person. He appears cold, heartless, and ruthless to other people who don't know him. And he is, to those he hates. But if he doesn't even know what you look like, he's just quiet, mysterious, and cold. To those he loves, or is close to, he's fairly open minded, likes to joke, loyal, and quick witted. Though he doesn't hardly show it. It a fight he will not back down until either he's given the fight everything he's got in him, in other words, his life; or he loses, but with dignity and pride. Also the knowledge that he gave it everything he could have, without risking his life. Because of this, he has multiple scars on his body. During the full moon, he grows nearly blind to his actions. And will attack, and kill instantly anyone he sets his sights on. He'd go on an insane rage spree. The moon boils his blood, rather painfully. So there are alot of sides to him, but if he were classified under anything, it'd be traitorous warrior.

History: He was born to the name Zeth Cagero, but preferred to be called Dark. He was raised in an orphanage, with no knowledge of his parents. By the time he was a toddler, he was out of control, and couldn't control his non stopping rage at life itself. So he was moved to a physco-path prison, for the safety of the other children. He was taken care of, and kept in control on the full moon by putting him into an all night deep sleep. This made Dark angry when he was a teen. So when he received his diner one day, he trapped the man in were Dark was, and while screaming down the halls insanely, killed him with just his feet. He was in a straight jacket, so he had no use of his hands. Then he escaped, and after reassuring his safety in the wild, removed the jacket, while adding deep cuts in his arms while he was doing so. There he ran, staggering, trying to regain blood flow in his arms. He learned that his family had gave him up, so he got rid or his old name, Zeth Cagero, and created his new name, Dark Blood Rain. He re-built his body, and as he created his new life as Dark Rain, his eyes grew steadily red. He did in fact fall in love. With one person who longs for the sea....

RP example: Darks red eyes shone in the darkness, he could see his breath in the cold night air of mid winter. He bared his fangs, glaring at the full, oddly blood red, moon beginning to rise. He begged for the pain to come, for that wonderful, releasing feeling. When the moon was high in the sky, a yell broke the night. A yell not full of anguish, and pain. But with joy, as it laughed and enjoyed it's body painfully tearing apart and re-creating itself into the form of a werewolf. Black, bright silver paws and tail tip. The wolf had the same eyes as Dark Blood. With the same red streaks going down it's body. He looked up at the moon, rage showing in those vengeful red eyes. He howled, and the sound chilled the air around the trees, and Dark raced among the trees, snarling and easily running too fast to follow. He sniffed the air, human nearby. Drool dripped onto the forest floor as the wolf came to a halt. Blood waited, and as the human came closer, he attacked the soft flesh of a womans neck. She screamed, a blood curling scream for a second, but then was dead. Blood, werewolf of the night, ate her flesh and muscle underneath, dragging the corpse into the dark shadows of a tree. A blood trail following him as he went, a hungry look showing in his eyes, as more ripping of flesh and teeth sounded in the night. a sickening snarl and more muscle and tissue ripping from a body....

« Last Edit: Jan 30, 2008, 9:14pm by Werewolf »

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