Post by yuna sverina lace on Dec 13, 2010 21:25:37 GMT -5
YUNA SVERINA LACE
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" do you want me, then, to deceive and entrap you? "
don't be scared, i've done this before[/color]
SHOW ME YOUR TEETH[/font][/center]
NAME:[/size]
yuna sverina lace
AGE:
eighteen
GENDER:
female
BIRTHDAY:
12/1
BLOOD:
wolf
PACK:
earthstone
TITLE/RANK:
alpha
[/color]tell something that'll change me
I'M GONNA LOVE YOU WITH MY HANDS TIED[/font][/center]EYES:
light, fractured sapphires
HAIR:
dark chestnut-colored
WEIGHT:
about one hundred thirty pounds
HEIGHT:
5'8
PLAY-BY:
Wendy Chermak
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES:
She has a few hieroglyphs around her ankle that mean 'lupis'.
ATTIRE:
Yuna typically wears something fashionable, though not completely gawdy or ostentatious, like some girls like to wear. She loves the intricate, little pieces of fabric that really bring an outfit together. Her clothing is typically bright and patterned in some way. Yuna is very obssessed with long, dangly, shiny necklaces. Anything shiny, really, catches her eye and she has to have it.
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got my addictions
[/color]AND I LOVE TO FIX 'EM[/font][/center]
LIKES:
DISLIKES:
STRENGTHS:
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FEARS:
GOALS:
PERSONALITY:
Yuna is, basically, a hard-working, determined, strong leader. She doesn't stand down to challenges, and often prefers violence over settling things verbally. Yuna is a great leader; she has excellent coordination and people-skills, but she is very impatient. She knows how to talk to people until someone makes her angry. If someone questions her, Yuna has quite the bad mouth. Otherwise, she has a pretty decent way with others.
She always strives for greatness, in everything she does. Whether it's fighting or watching over her pack, everything must be done perfectly and precisely. Yuna was always taught to be quick and with sharp aim. That's exactly how she handles herself and her pack.
Despite her many flaws, for about every five imperfections, there is a virtue to Yuna. She absolutely adores children. Strange, right? She would give up her food and money and anything else just to help a kid. She's crazy over the little things, and she often treats them more like pets than people. They're definitely a weakness to her.
However, Yuna is rigid toward everyone else. She has huge trust issues. She is hard to get to know, and a lot of people see her as a mass of mystery. But, once someone breaks past that thick fog around her, she's a loyal friend and a driven protector. She also knows how to get things done, which is always a benefit to having her as a companion.
take a bite of me, boy
[/color]SHOW ME YOUR TEETH[/font][/center]
MOTHER:
Svena Winter Lace - Wolf, deceased {cod: hunters}
FATHER:
Ignius Eischlan Lace - Wolf, thirty-eight
SIBLINGS:
Isaac Emre Lace - Wolf, deceased {cod: frozen to death at the age of five}
OTHER:
Gabriel Isaiah Lace - technically Yuna's child, because she found him in the forests and gave him a home - Wolf, six
PLACE OF BIRTH:
Told, Hungary
CURRENT RESIDENCE:
HISTORY:
Yuna was born in Told, Hungary, to poor parents. Svena and Ignius - her mother and father - were both unemployed, and were always on the move. They stole and killed for a living. Both being wolves, instinct would often get the better of them, which would get in the way of being civilized sometimes.
When Yuna was born, it was dark and storming outside. Luckily, her parents were inside a facility nice enough to let them come there for free. So, her birth was safe and she was quite a healthy baby.
However, growing up was not easy for Yuna. She was forced to eat and sleep on the run. Her parents never stayed in one place for too long, and eventually, they left Told altogether. At the age of four, she was a master thief and was very useful to her parents. Her small size and her adorable looks could pluck the heartstrings of even the toughest-looking man. When she wasn't playing on the sympathy of others, she was pickpocketing them. Yuna's tiny hands were perfect for slipping into pockets and purses.
Svena and Ignius prized their little Yuna, more so for her utilities rather than because she was their daughter. They would lavish her with praises when she would steal something, and Yuna always though that they loved her a lot. Yuna certainly loved them, especially because they were all she had.
As she grew older, and became more accustomed to the world, she began to see how despicable her parents really were. They used her like a tool, just to get what they wanted. They corrupted her mind and made her into a criminal at a young age. Yuna was disgusted with them; at twelve, she could hardly stand to look at them. She only felt hatred and bitterness toward them.
A year later, much to everyone's surprise, a boy was borne to the dysfunctional family. Isaac, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed little infant was introduced to the world. It was love at first sight for Yuna. She loved her baby brother to death. She called him her angel and he was quite the sweet-tempered, mild-mannered child. Yuna didn't let her parents corrupt him like she corrupted her. She kept Isaac well away from them.
However, at about five, the family was traveling to Romania, where they were going to remain, and a particularly cold winter struck them as they were passing. With nowhere to go, they had to tough it out between houses or wherever they could find. Isaac, ever since birth, was a frail, tiny kid. Yuna tried to keep him warm, but as they slept, Isaac died in his slumber, due to the intense cold. Yuna refused to leave him, and so her parents left her there. She was really of no use to them anymore, heartbroken and emotional as she was.
Yuna carried the frozen corpse to a nearby cemetery, where she buried him with a stolen shovel. She placed all of her prettiest charms and necklaces that she had stolen in there with him. Atop his grave, she wrote out Isaac with some rocks nearby. After she stopped to grieve for an hour or so, she continued on the trek to Romania. She had heard some wonderful things about that place, like about the wolves. She was, indeed, and she knew, that she was a wolf. Her father had often showed her how to transform into her canine form. However, Yuna never really felt the need to transform, because she felt being human was better.
As time went on and she became older, she saw the packs of Romania. She saw how they cooperated efficiently and fluidly. Yuna wanted that; she wanted it desperately. There were encroaching wolves and then there were the wolves who belonged there. Since Yuna was indeed an intruder, she joined the ranks of the Earthstone clan, immediately claiming herself alpha, as there didn't seem to be one. Afterall, Yuna was a leader, not a follower.
She settled into her position, becoming quite happy in her pack, even though she was constantly at war with other wolves. They were a real family, not a fake one to use her.
And one fine evening, Yuna was strolling about her territory, in the woods. She wasn't very far from a village, but she didn't dare stray into it. Most of those people would have her hide.
Yuna often took walks amidst the trees, but today was different. Today, she heard a whimpering off to her right. There was a rustling of leaves and another whimper. Yuna raised her tail and head high to show dominance, but to her surprise, this was not anything to be scared of.
There was a human child, sitting on the floor of the forest, crying. As Yuna approached, the tears in his eyes almost tripled. He didn't move or run and hide, but he stared directly at Yuna, sobbing and whimpering. Yuna shapeshifted into her human form, and extended her arms out to the child, a broad smile on her face.
Though he was scared and quite confused by all of this, he clung to Yuna. She carried him deep into her territory. He reminded her of her lost brother, though this kid had jet black hair. His eyes were still the same color as Isaac's and Yuna thought that maybe he had been reincarnated into another heavenly child.
Yuna asked the boy his name and he stated that it was Gabriel, but he said he couldn't remember his last name or his middle name. Yuna gave him her last name, and made up a middle name, one that resembled her brother's: Isaiah.
Gabriel was more like a pet, rather than a son. He followed Yuna around, and she showed him how to be a wolf. Fortunately, he was also a wolf. Teaching him how to be one was easy. He was a quick learner. To this day, he follows her around like her shadow, but almost never makes a squeak or a peep. He's almost like a guardian entity, sent to watch Yuna. Yet, he has everything that a human has: emotions, relationships, and an attachment to Yuna.
it's not about how big
[/color]IT'S ABOUT HOW MEAN[/font][/center]
ALIAS:
Ammut/Ciel/Hannah
AGE:
Nineteen
EXPERIENCE:
Forever xD Naw, about five or six years
CONTACT:
PM is fine or if you need my yahoo, just ask for it (:
RP SAMPLE:IF WE EVER MEET AGAIN
( i ' l l h a v e s o m u c h m o r e t o s a y)Estella had hardly noticed that night had befallen the city of Peony. She had been completely preoccupied with her reading to pay attention to her surroundings.
The last sliver of sunlight fell to the dark clouds that began to enshroud the sky. The sky eventually became a cloak of blackness dusted with diamonds. Still, Estella continued to read, as it was quite an intriguing book. She wasn't normally one to sit still for so long, but there wasn't much else to do. Her parents were gone and there was nothing happening in the city.
Her eyes slowly scrolled left to right, and then down the page. Her ears were completely deaf to the world. It seemed like nothing could snap her out of her trance, but Estella had a keen sense of time. Though it was dark outside, she knew when she needed to be doing something else. Her inner clock told her she was supposed to be going to the city to get something to eat right about now. She often avoided going to the city in the day time to eat because of how crowded it was. Not to mention, the night was so much more fun. The people were always very... interesting and interesting people meant an entertaining time for Estella, for she was fairly outgoing.
She gently folded the corner of the page she was on, then pressed the book together just as gingerly and set it down beside her on the sofa. For a moment, she sat with one leg underneath and her hands neatly in her lap, staring at the wall opposite her for a moment. After that moment, her whole body shot up off the couch. She stretched her arms a bit, and her back as well, as sitting down so long had done a number on her limbs. Once she was good and limber, she strolled down the hall to her room.
She fitfully rummaged through her closet, looking for the perfect outfit. It wasn't her best attempt at making a good-looking outfit, but it was good enough. Afterall, it was dark. And she wasn't expecting to see anyone she knew. They were probably all partying or something anyways, knowing her friends.
Once she managed to muster up some clothing that seemed suitable, she slipped them on. Taking a quick look in the mirror, Estella brushed her hair as she made sure everything fit her alright. She had to admit that she looked pretty good for finding something in such little time.
Estella quietly exited her room, making sure to close the door behind her. She always had a habit of closing doors and locking them, sometimes. Not always the best habit, but it was still one, nonetheless.
She darted out the door to her house, not taking the time, however, to lock it unlike her own room. Estella walked outside her home, stopped a moment and turned round. For a brief second, she thought about taking some kind of transportation, but she decided to walk instead. Walking was so much more amusing. She could spend more time looking around at the scenery and buildings than she could speeding by them. Estella was typically a bit ignorant, but when she was alone, she had quite an overactive imagination. Who didn't, really, though? She loved to imagine what people might be doing in the buildings she passed or what kind of animals were in the trees she saw. It was something to do while she walked by all the houses and apartments and whatnot.
A shortcut she knew to most of the restaurants was through an alleyway that was strangely connected to a lot of other alleys. Estella was unafraid of the darkness or what might be lurking in it, so as she came to the alley, she fearlessly veered in that direction. There wasn't much that could scare her, as she was mostly lost in her own world. The fact that there were scary people out there didn't lurk in the back of her mind one bit.
She halted in the alley for a moment to adjust her shoe. She leaned against the side of a building and stuck her finger in the bottom of the shoe. There was something in it bothering her heel when she stepped. She tried as hard as she could to find the problem, but promptly had to take off her shoe to find the source. There was the sharp point of an eyeliner pencil stuck in the heel of her shoe. She had been stepping on it the whole time, which had also colored her heel a bit. Estella removed the color off her heel and emptied her shoe and then continued down the alleyway. She could smell the food emanating from the direction she was heading, but it was also entertwined with the scent of garbage that was so infamous in alleys.
WORD COUNT825
LYRICS:if we ever meet again by timbaland
NOTESfinito! (: i wasn't sure what to do Dx
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