I am the chill that crawls up your spine, The cold hand upon your heart. Thick hides and heavy layers won't save you When I freeze you from the inside out.
As the Bin consumed the latest enrollment, a hauntingly beautiful chorus sounded in the distance.
AWWWoooooooOOOOOOooooWOooooooo!
[Updates] Aug 2015 - Uru'baen graduated, now an Alumni Sep 2014 - Uru'baen enrolled as Year 3 Mar 2014 - Uru'baen enrolled as Year 2 Feb 2013 - Uru'baen enrolled as Year 1 Aug 2011 - Application for Amityville sent
Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 7:50 pm
Name: Uru'baen Uruzar'Baelaian Acerbus Nox Oro-Cocytus Nicknames: Uru Gender: Male Age: 20 __Birthday: October 6th, 23:00 June 28th (Cancer)(Rat) VA: Troy Baker Faction/Race Demon, Hellhound ["Hël'würgen] (Cocytus Pack)
Personality: Quiet: Though he is a large fella, he keeps his hands in his pocket and silent as he moves throughout the day. Even then, he is a man of very few words, only speaking when necessary, but allows his actions to do most of his talking. Do not be surprised if he appears out of nowhere, silently standing off in a room. It seems like his sister picks on him for this reason, but there seems to be more to it than just being quiet? Protective: He is a very protective person over things that he finds dear, which often triggers an instinctual protective, possessive response. His minipets are very close him and any danger to them will result with a swift response. Other objects of interest are his skull mask, his scarf, and his journal. However, if he sees a good friend of his in trouble, he will get face-to-face with the perpetrator with threats that he would gladly follow through with. Sometimes he finds himself in the stupidest situations because he feels obligated to intervene.
Competitive: When those gloves come on, he is ready for a fight and a challenge. As a gym rat, he enjoys working out and fighting (preferring kick-boxing as a method). Though he generally dislikes losing, he is not a sore loser and takes a lose as a reason to become better. He will not back down from a challenge.
High-class: Born and raised to a powerful demon family, he was home-schooled and kept upon the family estate. He has very little interaction outside the obedient servants and paid teachers. He is taught proper manners among many other skill sets, but his social tact is lacking.
Comfortable: Because of his lack of interaction with other people, he doesn't know the things that he should not do around other people. He had grown too used to people leaving him alone when he needed to be. He has never shown any 'good' emotional responses. Because of this, he will invade people's spaces, give unpredictable gestures of gratitude, and, god forbid you're in his room after a workout. He is quite shameless when he's comfortable and, sometimes, gratuitous.
Grump: He often seems to have a scowl expression on his face, opting to huff/scoff/growl in response instead of words. Don't worry, it's just his resting face.
Likes: __Books - librocubicularist __Rain - pluviophile __His skull helm. - It is very special. __The gym/working out - It lets him think __His scarf __Damien - boilfriend __Brenna - sister
Dislikes: __Most other demons who use wealth and blackmail and trickery. __Harming innocents - unforgivable! __That little button above his tail to keep his pants up...
Why are they enrolled in Amityville Academy? Initially, his family wanted to keep him home where he was safe and where he was to be taught by tutors and the only friend he would have would be the female from another pack that had bought his hand at an early age. However, the two never met when fights broke between the two families. The family decided it was best to send him to the academy. With hopes of being around other - better off demons - the family wished that they would influence their wayward son to be one of them. Also, to buy them time to find a new 'partner' for him, and for him to become more of a desired suitor. Uru sees it as an escape, a place to gain more power and to prove to his family that money is not everything. Ultimately, freedom.
What has Occurred as of Year 2 : While he was free from his family's oppressive estate and matriarchy, he was able to focus and grow himself a bit into his skills and passing the exams to move onto the next year at Amityville. With coming to Amityville, Uru had everything he had in this world with him, thus gave little for his mother to use against him as blackmail to manipulate him to follow her as the heir. The news traveled fast as he had come home to a letter addressed to him by his mother, Alpha of the Cocytus pack. With the new, he immediately returned home to the estate to confront his mother. However, he soon finds out that she had one thing that he did care for; his sister, Brenna. With her, the Alpha had proclaimed the ghoul as the new heir of the pack and, in doing so, exiled Uru'baen. As a rogue hellhound, he challenged his mother to a ritualistic fight that granted the victor the fate of the loser. Defeating her; he exiled her from the pack, allowing her to keep her life. However, because the exile from the pack was ruled by the previous Alpha, it could not be overturned and there was nothing for Brenna, now Alpha of Cocytus, could do to save her brother.
Truly alone, Uru spirals downward into depression and loneliness that wracks his mind and psyche making him more bitter and cold to everyone.
With the help of Damien, a hellhound monster, he is slowly opening up, recovering from the issues that have left him guarded and afraid.
Build wise, he's quite a buff guy - athletic, a fighter and quite tall (7"). Wears a black sleeveless top over a (popped) collared, white dress shirt with sleeves rolled up to his biceps. Shirt should hang down at points in front and in back. The outter top is black with referenced eerie, glowing blue designs where possible. Bandages loosely wrapped about the lower forearm to black, fingerless gloves. Tightened sweat like pants just below his knee with blue emblems on the side. Bone motif where applicable. Wears a tattered scarf around his neck. Right eye is blue and his left is yellow. Dark wolf-like ears and tail (darkened ear tips and white under fur for the tail). A golden clip in ear with a bite out of them. A shackle on his left wrist. A black scarf around his neck with a hood attachment (it has danglies that can show or be hidden beneath the scarf). He has an older face, serious often with deep eyes.
Items to be abandoned: Bone Motif clothes "Street" clothes Ears become hidden Golden ear clip gone bandaged forearms
Y2+: Uru is a relatively large individual with a wide chest giving him a strong form. He is an athletic individual standing at 6"2'. Wearing a black designer jacket, with white fur along the trim of the collar, and designer pants, he, subconsciously, still holds some form of proof of his upper class upbringing. The demon still wears his old scarf andthe finger-less gloves he works out with, but the scarf is now torn and considerably smaller and the shackle had been taken off. With some more control over himself, he has hidden his ears thus shortening his hair some that still showed resemblance of his first year at the academy. Now that his hair is more of his face, people can see those deep, stern dual colored eyes; blue and yellow. His face has appeared older, if it wasn't already, now that hints of stubble was coming. Two tattooes; one on his right wrist and left rib flank. He wears a E-clip on a black leather-wristband on his left wrist.
Without His Pin: Uru'baen loses his human appearance and takes on his natural, bi-pedal form. With increased height and slight bulk (not to mention hair all over). Blue, wisp like smoke eludes from his one blue eye.
Extra: (TBReleased during RPs) SUPER SECRET STUFF
1. He is constantly hungry. 2. He loves minis and gets easily distracted by them. 3. He has presbyopia. 4. Enjoys working out. 5. He is a librocubicularist 6. People think he’s angry all the time, but he just gets embarrassed when he doesn't know how to talk to people. (see: Shy) 7. His eyes aren't truly hetero-chromatic, but he keeps them that way. 8. He likes coffee, and the only tea he likes is Vanilla Spiced Chai (hot) 9. He is a pianist, a guitarist, and a vocalist. 10. Lefty? Righty? No, he's ambi(dexterous)!
T1 (5d4 ) Siphon (The Chill) - Small blue smokey wisps from his fingers as he places it on target, sapping pain away from the individual. T2 (9d4) Fiery Barrage (Swift Strikes) - Concentrating his flames in his fist, he is able to shoot out with jabbing and punching motions. T2 (3d4 ) Creeping Frost (Tainted Fang) - While distracting with attacks, a swipe of his palm creates a creeping frost on the contacted area. T3 (9d4) Cocytus Fang (Battle Cry) - Aggressive kick-boxing maneuvers with signature cold-flames engulfing his feet and fists. Contact gives a cold-burning sensation.
Natural Ability:
Y1Shapeshift: Taking on the form of a large quadraped (capable of being bi-pedal) black canine, and with it; the heightened sense of smell and hearing. When he uses his powers; his eyes give off a blue-wisp effect and he can don on his skull helmet for added affect. Y2Soothe - An ability that is activated by touch that temporary displaces one's feelings of fear, anxiety, sadness, and pain to calm an individual, but all of that returns slowly when the contact is broken. Y3Azure Flames - Casually produces and manipulates blue flames - burns by lowering temperatures to extreme levels. Alumni - TBD - TBD
Learned Ability
Scavenger To use this ability, you must take one battle turn to roll 1d4 (and ICly look for something nearby that can help you in your fight). The result of this role determines what happens on your next turn. You can only do this ONCE per battle, and cannot use it in GM/meta boss fights.
Roll a 1: You don't find anything, and your scrambled search throws you off - on your next turn, roll the melee dice for the year below you. (If you are Y1, roll 2d4; Y2, roll 2d6, Y3, roll 2d8.) Roll a 2: You don't find anything that looks better than YOUR OWN FISTS. On your next turn, attack as normal with your usual dice. (No special effect.) Roll a 3-4: You find something! (Item must be logical for the environment you are in, i.e. no finding a torch if you're underwater.) On your next turn, add the value of your YEAR to your roll! [Meaning Y1 = +1, Y2 = +2, etc.!]
Beginner Speed Boost Battle Effect: Once per battle, a player may choose to roll a 4-sided dice. Their accuracy is raised +1 for the next rolled amount of turns. For example, if I state this used effect and roll a 4, for the next 4 turns, my damage calculated is now -5 instead of -6. You forfeit your normal battle attack turn if you want to use this attack. Non-battle Effect: A character can obtain a small speed boost/ speed surge to seemingly "teleport" a foot, but it can only be used once without them getting super tired.
Beginner First Aid Battle Effect: Once per battle, a player may choose to roll a 4-sided dice. This is the amount that the player heals themselves or another target for. You forfeit your normal battle attack turn if you want to use this attack. Non-battle Effect: A character can heal small wounds or cuts of other players or themselves, and know how to do basic stitching.
Beginner Battle Aura Battle Effect: This is an ADD on effect! You cannot use it with your Fear. Once per battle, by using this effect (please state so), instead of rolling your usual 2d6/8/10, you will roll THREE dice. - The first two dice behave as normal, simply add up the damage and subtract 6. - THE LAST DICE, if even, is the additional damage you do DIVIDED BY TWO. If your last dice is odd, you do all of the damage of the THREE DICE ROLLS (the third roll amount divided by two) to yourself Non-battle Effect: A character acquires the ability to create a menacing aura, perhaps enough to lightly startle others.
Intermediate Stealth Battle Effect: Once per battle, you may choose to roll a 6-sided dice. If the result is a even, their damage taken this round is halved. This does not take up a battle turn and can be stacked on to one normal battle round. Non-battle Effect: A character can go into sneak mode! While in sneak mode, they are not noticed by others for 30 seconds (only those of their year and lower). Make sure to put in OOC the effects of sneak mode so other rpers know!
Sweet Sinnamon By the infusion of evilly delicious spices, you student can now outside of battle, make any food they touch palatable and vaguely taste like there is a bit of a sweet kick to it. In battle they just smell good. Which is nice if they start to get a bit sweaty I suppose.
Beginner Trashbot Summon: Battle Effect: A character can summon their pocket-sized Trashbot to aid them in battle, the Trahsbot acting like a small clockwork explosive. Roll a 4-sided dice. This is the damage you do the opponent. You forfeit your normal battle attack turn if you want to use this attack. Non-battle Effect: A character can icly create a pocket-sized Trashbot to help them pick up things/ clean their room/ do very minor Trashbot-like things. They can only create one at a time.
BATTLE (INVOKED STAGE ART) IC APPEARANCE:Sword + skull ref - eye colors remain, but sclera goes dark - blue wispy effect off his body (shoulder? elbows?) to show that he gives off a cold aura. Pose Inspirations: [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
Non battle Abilities: - [ Ghostwalk ] You can now phase through walls in HALLOWEEN. This lasts for 5 minutes. (3 points) (Y3 ONLY) - [ SUMMON ARTIFACT - CREATURE FORM ] You may summon your artifact into creature form. It takes on an ethereal appearance equal to the "core" of your student. It can vary anywhere from 1- 10 feet. In creature form, the artifact will obey most given commands with relative intelligence. As it is ethereal, it's physical power is actually rather weak. It is good for scouting/flying above/doing errands/etc. This lasts for 30 minutes. (5 points) (Y3 ONLY) [Ethereal Wolf Scout - generic wolf the color of hellfire] - [ Mirror Clone ] You can make a "mirror clone" of yourself. This will only REPEAT the last action you did. This lasts for 30 minutes. For example, if you were washing dishes, the mirror clone will help you wash the rest of the dishes for 30 minutes. (5 points) (Y3 ONLY)
Battle Abilities - [ ENERGY AURA - Invoked form ]: Their attacks turn into strikes of energy equal to the colour of their core. This is not drawn in the art but for RP battle text only! This lasts three turns from when you activate your Invoked form. - [ BATTLE ABILITY - INVOKED FORM ]: This temporarily takes the place of one of your Fear abilities. Select ANY attack or Fear your student has done in any previous RP during the current charging period of the artifact. A "charging period" is the time between using your artifact's Invoked form. After selecting an attack or Fear, you may repeat that exact attack, exact damage, and the exact effect to reuse without having to reroll.
Essentially, you are "storing" that damage/ability in order to "repeat" it again at a later date. You can only "repeat" the previous attack/Fear once at which point it is reset. Moving forward from that moment, you can "store" another attack/Fear. You can only store one effect at a time. If later on you do a better roll than the attack/Fear you have stored, you can replace it. Invoked form attacks cannot be stored and used again.
ALL Fear attacks can also be stored, including the non-damaging Fear attacks such as heals, shields, and debuffs. The target you picked for your Fear rolls aren't stored, so if you use a heal on yourself you can "store" it to use on yourself or on another character at a later date. Please note that ALL aspects of a Fear are stored, from the backlash damage (hi Gambler's Chance) to the forced RP "cool-down" times.
It is up to you, the player, to keep track of your rolls during the charging period and what attack you have stored. It may be ideal to reserve a post in your character's journal to keep track of this information, complete with links to the post the rolls in question were made. This list can also be updated to indicate whether it has been used, as well as to help you remember when your charging period has started and ended. Remember, you can only store one roll at a time. You may not create a list of potential good rolls to choose from, but you're more than welcomed to keep an archive of good rolls similar to a hall of achievements to look at later!
Remember, using your Invoked Form uses one of your unused Fear attacks during that battle. If you've used all of your Fears within that battle, you cannot access your invoked form. In addition, using Invoked Form only temporarily replaces one of your available Fear attacks for the rest of that battle. After the battle, you regain use of all of your Fears as normal.
Example: During my artifact's charging period, they used Swift Strikes for a total of 22 damage. They can now "store" it for their invoked form. At a later date, in another battle, I activate my artifact. I now RP my character activating their Invoked form, dealing 22 damage and linking to the RP post the initial 22 damage was made in.
My character's Fears are these: Swift Strikes, The Chill, and Gambler's Chance. Because I used my character's Invoked stage, I must choose one of my Fears. I cannot use this Fear for the rest of the battle.
Positive: Brenna - Beloved, meddling, younger sister, smells like family Damien - Monster hellhound, too much snark, too good for his own good, smells like warmth, bacon, home, mine.
Neutral: Maple - Witch, very shy. Shared a dream, smells like biblichor Destia - Monster jabbawock, makes good clothes, smells of linen Westus - Tough demon, friend of Levi, friend of Damien, smells like iron... Inoue Seiji - Ghost, good advice, smells of nothing. Andrew - Fire demon, warm, smells like heat. Quidel - Horseman, troubled, has a cat, smells like the trees and sadness.
Total: 146/156 ___Purchased Upgrades ___- Get a T1 Fear (10) ___- Upgrade T2 to T3 Fear (50) ___- Get Natural Ability (25) ___- Get Leonidas (50) - Scareling Info. ___-
Pain. Unmistakeable pain. As if a fire had set his chest aflame, the sensation racing through each and every one of his nerves, the fiber of his being. Grasping at his chest he let loose a silent scream, no noise escaped his throat. Thousands of needles pricked and penetrated his skin, his clothes becoming nothing but air to the thin tips that poked. One by one the needles released, taking a piece of him away and yet he remained whole. The humming in his ears became a high buzz that drowned out everything, blurring his vision and altering his equilibrium. Balance was nothing. Air refused entry into the chaotic shrine of his body, the maelstrom of pain and anguish, sorrow and loneliness. The gleam of his eyes slowly - ever so slowly - fading into the darkness of his pupils. The once vibrant blue became as dark as the blackest night of winter, swallowing the light into the abyss. The fluorescent yellow - as bright and warm as the sun itself - eclipsed into nothing. The affliction became worse within seconds, but to the suffering Silver, it felt like it had been hours as the pangs seem to rupture his once noble body.
The Silver groaned, clasping his chest as if the fire inside had began to burn through his rippled chest. Cuts felt as if they had been cauterized. Bruises and aches felt as if ice had frozen them solid - frostbitten. His legs convulsed and shook, collapsing his weight to the ground. The five bottles of alcohol he had hoped to barter on Market Day shattered within his pack, the liquid content seeping through the pores of the pack. The boy laid there, his lightless eyes looking up into the empty sky. The heaving of his chest slowed with each escaping breath like the fleeing Silvers on that fateful day. The life of the Silver Kingdom escaping from it.
Upon his chest, a black envelope, damp with sweat and blood, and yet the letters remained fine and precise as they were written. A letter from the man who gave him shelter, his kingdom who gave him companions.
Aymet
Wandering Shadow Uru, of the Silver Kingdom,
By now you must have come to understand our ways, our purpose, our plight. The Voice has shown me a grave vision of the future, and should it come to pass, I must make a request of you. You must avenge my kingdom if it falls, like your home of silver before it. Garbed in grey, acquaintance of all kingdoms, you may pass unnoticed anywhere you go. Use this to your advantage, move close to the other Kings that you may strike at their hearts and bring them to ruin. Then and only then will you bring honor to our kingdoms lost.
Uru'baen closed his eyes, escaping the decaying psyche of his mind to the far recesses, the safest recesses. The last of his mind. Music.
He was back in his home again. The Silver Tower standing tall against a sea of trees upon a blue horizon. The shuffling and mingling of the marketplace below the tower. The busy hallways of the winding tower adding to the ambiance of the kingdom's music. The Fifth Floor Bar, active in the day just as it was at night. The patrons enjoying one another's company, the smoke was thin this day. The bartender cleaning the bar as his assistant and friend tended to clean the recently washed mugs. Humble waiters tending to the joyful, happy men of the Silver Kingdom. Then there was him, the young pianist who played day and night for his kingdom. Soft and melodious music echoed throughout the floor of the tower, blanketing the denizens with a muse. The music and laughter, the clang of cups and ale splashing to the ground, the sliding of mugs and the exchanging of coins, the din of the marketplace and the steps upon the walkways. This was his music. This was his life.
"Sorry, Maple. I wanted to race you..."
With a final heave of his chest, the envelope falls from his chest into the damp ground as a single object slips from inside. A card.
Ever wondered what Uru sounded like when he sang? Ever wondered what sort of music Uru played? Listen to his Voice Cast
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Pets
Fraustus (Fraust) ~ An attempt of the family to win him over by using a fascination of his to their advantage. Accepting the gift of an 'exotic' creature, the family used this as leverage for their own ends. Fraustus is a very loyal creature and often lazes about when not active. It will fiercely defend its master. It often disappears on its own accord into the Closet. Roughly 3ft tall and 6ft long.
Aster Bünmundy (Aster) ~ A rabbit that was found on the family estate and chased by Fraustus. For safety, it bounded up onto Uru'baen's hood and remained there to avoid the Soul Crusher from getting to him. They share a mutual understanding that their master would be severely displeased if either of them hurt one another. Roughly 1 foot tall/length.
Aiona - One of Fraustus pack beyond the Closet. Fiah - One of Fraustus pack beyond the Closet. Vishus - One of Fraustus pack beyond the Closet.
Nex - A member of Apocrphyia, Death. The leader of a rogue group of Loque that simply likes to rival the Soul Crushers. Vincit - A member of Apocrphyia, Conquest. A member of a rogue group of Loque that simply likes to rival the Soul Crushers. Vetis - A member of Apocrphyia, Famine. A member of a rogue group of Loque that simply likes to rival the Soul Crushers. Berith - A member of Apocrphyia, War. A member of a rogue group of Loque that simply likes to rival the Soul Crushers. Uru fears the concept of marriage, being close to someone is a comfort thing to him- physical and mental. The idea of 'love' is reserved for familial members and those outside of it are considered companions. His love and desire to protect his younger sister has him seek out an individual who is smaller than himself and he feels like he has to protect, thus he is 'dominant' in the relationship. However, being able to talk about his feelings will be difficult to manage through and tries to let his actions speak for him. His notion of a couple is marred by the only experience he has known as his parents' and the horrible break up of his former fiance. The concept of girlfriend/boyfriend escapes him and views his significant other as his partner. Many aspects of his potential love life stems from behavior patterns of wolves; touches and grooming for physical and emotional support [ie. rubbing comforting patterns with his finger]. He doesn't 'mate for life', but feels a sense of concern and sadness while away from the individual. He would even be oblivious as to his partner actually is and find his behavior questionable and unexplained. Uru is, sexually, a pansexual. The only criteria for his partner is someone he feels comfortable around and trusted without having to be pushed away as he becomes very touchy at this point, and yet I/he wouldn't expect his partner to reciprocate the affections. Uru is in fact, very bashful. He uses his angry, grumpy face to dissuade others from getting close to him. People think he’s angry all the time, but he just gets embarrassed when he doesn’t know how to talk to people.supreme social awkwardness is often mistaken for the eccentric sociopathic tendencies
Dream a dream. It is occasional that he finds himself in this dream again since the first. He finds himself falling in the dark, but it fells like falling into water. That water becomes dark and thick. Then he finds his arm pushing through the surface. One arm at a time, he finds security as he pulls himself free and the shadows receding, leaving him in a white room with the book. He had dubbed it the Dream Book, or, at times, the Book of War. He didn't come here often in his dreams, but he felt that each time something was different.
A Silver Book of crowns and an indention of another: The 7 Kings - Shadow!Uru - X1 &X2
A Black Book with a crown: The Legacy - "Aeruban" - X
A Blue Book with strange black marks on it; mushrooms, cards, daggers, and a smile: The Wonderland - Epithet - x
A Leather Bound Book with a sword clutched by a raven: Knights of Camelot - Urian Belvin - x
bold italics - older written italics - recently written, personal
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Hël'würgen
P. 1 - General Information Hël'würgen are a unique species of hellhounds that share more lupine features than canine. As a demon species, they are efficient in magic even developing their own unique ability that has been dubbed 'Azure Flame', or cold-fire. The frost that they are able to emit appear like a flickering flame, but emits a cold temperature and, on contact, freezes. Upon further observation, the freeze is much like a burn in which that it kills the contacted area by bringing the temperature far down, as oppose to very high which is common in burns. Members of this species make up a pack known as 'Cocytus', and the name fits given their unique ability. The members of the pack appear to be bi-pedal lupine, capable of running on all fours with great speed, as well as having a heightened sense of hearing and smell. The extent of these abilities varies between individuals.
Brenna seems to be able to smell emotions quite clearly. She describes them as so: Sadness/Depression - salty, pungent sour Anger/Aggression - rust, metallic, blood Death - rot , dead flowers Happiness/Contentness - grass and warm air. Stress - tang Arousal - heat, wet
I have not picked these up yet, but I am trying to recognize them.
P 2. - Rituals There is a recorded ritual among the pack that can only be carried out among the pack and is designated to settle interpack conflict. However, the method is cruel and barbaric, but it is written by law and contract. As a demon species, they are bound by laws and contract, especially one by blood. The ritualistic fight known as 'Nex Sacramentum' is carried out between two members of the pack for the fate of the loser. The winner of the fight is often branded with a mark - a triskelion - to signify his right to invoke the law and to fulfill his right to his claim over the loser; whatever it may be. It would appear that this is the only known method that a Hël'würgen is capable of putting anything into a state of death.
I cannot kill. I can maim and seriously injure, but I cannot kill. It would explain why Dad was the one who did the hunting when we were together.
I have won two fights; my uncle and my mother. I still bear their brands, but I cannot bring myself to invoke my right. I curse myself at times when I see them...
P 3. - Mating Habits The species is known to form one-way bonds between themselves and others, dubbed 'mates'. This 'bond' fills the Hël'würgen with an intense need to care for the individual, to ensure their safety and their happiness. However, records have shown that these marked individuals did not necessarily need to be within the pack, within their species, within their race, and it was perfectly clear that the marked individual is not obligated to reciprocate the feelings toward the Hël'würgen. The species is also strange that no member preferences a gender for their partner - pansexual. It is believed that this may be because Hël'würgen would sooner die to allow harm to fall upon their mates, even if that harm would be from themselves.
It is common knowledge among many packs that no one outside the pack is to touch a pup. The instinct to protect their scareling is extremely strong and volatile, especially among the Hël'würgen.
Do not use the term 'mate', lightly. It is a special word among my species to designate two individuals; a bonded pair, who mutually feel for one another. My parents are an example of the opposite of this. Ex.Naerina and Dad are 'mates' if they loved each other. Naerina did not love my Dad so they were not 'mates', just together.
By far, the most stupid stipulation to my species.
P 4. - Pack Mentality The Cocytus pack is made up of a single alpha, his or her pair an opposite of themselves, uncommon to be of equal rank. The rest of the pack is made up of betas, specifically those directly related to the alpha, and the rest being lower ranked individuals. The species themselves are highly social oriented and thrive on the company and presence of others. Often times, members of the pack will touch and groom and stay closed to ill or injured members in order to physically and mentally comfort the individuals. Nuzzling behavior has been known to be a method of putting a scent on an individual, usually intentionally to allow others to be aware of whom or where they belong, other times it is done unintentionally and subconsciously. Very tactile creatures. No records have been shown of lone members of the species to fare well.
I am now a lone member of Cocytus, exiled by rule of the former Alpha. I can confirm now what it is like to be alone. I feel weak. Anxiety. Tired. I struggle to sleep. Nightmares. Insomnia. Unmotivated. No appetite. I feel cold, and yet I have been told that I am still warm. My body is lying to me. I feel more at ease outside than in. I cannot focus. My body feels torn, like my arms have been taken from me. Losing my pack was far worse than being run through, beaten, struck by lightning, burned, or dissipating. I would never wish this on anyone.
I hopeneed Brenna finds a way to get me back.
I can't be alone anymore.
_Alone.
I am losing my mind.
__It's been two weeks, I am beginning to lose myself.
_I have stopped caring.
(( Most of the following pages appear to have well done sketches of hellhounds in various shapes and forms, faces and expressions. Hands as humans and transposed as their natural forms, the various variations between one Hël'würgen; horns, ears, fangs, muzzles, tails, etc.))
Entry about Questionnaire
ORIGINS & FAMILY:
Name: Uruzar'Baelaian Acerbus Nox Oro-Cocytus
Nickname: Uru'baen, Uru.
Reason for name: Mostly named in relation to my father.
Birthday: June 28th.
Age: 18
Gender: Boil
Place of birth: Cocytus territory.
Places lived since: Cocytus territory and Amityville.
Parents’ names, backgrounds, occupations: Baelaien, Umbra Alpha, and Naerina, Cocytus Alpha. Paired together as a method of pack relations, but my mother had different intentions that lead to their eventual exile.
Number of siblings: One. Half-sibling.
Relationship with family (close? estranged?): Close to my sister, estranged to my mother. Father's dead.
Happiest memory: My father and my sister and I together. Any memory of the three of us, really.
Childhood trauma: My father's exile.
Children of his/her own?: No.
If so, relationship with their mother/father?:
PHYSICAL
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 210
Build: Athletic, fit.
Race: Demon - Hellhound (Hël'würgen)
Disabilities (physical or mental, including mental illnesses): None.
Style of dress/typical outfit(s): Jacket, pants, shirt.
Typical style of shoes: Sneakers, my boots, barefoot.
Health: Yes.
Grooming: Yes.
Jewelry? Tattoos? Piercings?:
Accent?: No.
Unique mannerisms/physical habits: No.
Athletic?: No clubs, just gym.
INTELLECT
Level of education: Y2
Level of self esteem:
Gifts/talents: More physically fit than most demons.
Shortcomings: Self-doubt, deprecation, bashful.
Style of speech:
“Left brain” or “right brain” thinker?: Left.
Artistic?: Hobby.
Mathematical?: Sure.
Makes decisions based mostly on emotions, or on logic?: Logic.
Life philosophy: If you keep looking behind you, you won't see what lies ahead. There is a time for everything, and everything in its time.
Cautious or daring?:Daring. Cautious
Most sensitive about/vulnerable to: Myself.
Optimist or pessimist?: Pessimist.
Extrovert or introvert?: Introvert.
Level of comfort with technology: eyePhone.
RELATIONSHIPS
Current marital/relationship status: Alone.
Sexual orientation: pansexual demiromantic
Past relationships: Jeniratha, Maero member.
Primary reason for being broken up with: She did not see me as a fit partner.
Primary reasons for breaking up with people: Never had one.
Level of sexual experience: Self.
Story of first kiss: Never.
Story of loss of virginity:
A social person?: Loner. Close friends.
Most comfortable around (person): Damien.
Oldest friend: Brenna. Damien.
How does he/she think others perceive him/her?: Everyone probably either hates me or scared of me.
How do others actually perceive him/her?: Grumpy Introvert - Damien.
SECRETS
Phobias: Autophobia
Life goals: Family.
Dreams: Family.
Greatest fears: Failing.
Most ashamed of: I wasn't strong enough to help my father. I let my mother get to me.
Most embarrassing thing ever to happen to him/her: Ask Brenna.
Compulsions: Working out, pulling stray fuzz on clothing of others.
Obsessions: Working out.
Secret hobbies: Piano, Guitar, Reading, Drawing.
Secret skills: Piano, Guitar, Drawing.
DETAILS/QUIRKS
Daily routine: Coffee in the morning, work out last least twice a day.
Night owl or early bird?: Night Owl.
Light or heavy sleeper?: Heavy Sleeper
Favorite food: 'Thai Food' - Stir fry
Least favorite food: Fancy cuisine.
Favorite book:Epitaphs of Creations by Caellum Statrum. (( not a real book ))
Least favorite book: Horribly written satire.
Coffee or tea?: Coffee
Crunchy or smooth peanut butter?: Crunchy.
Lefty or righty?: Ambi, but prefer right.
Favorite color: Blue.
Cusser?: Under my breath.
Smoker? Drinker? Drug user?: No.
Biggest regret: I didn't stand up for myself sooner.
Pets?: Many.
Plans
** Uru's father was banished from the Cocytus estate and none of its affiliates will help. ** His mother Naerina, is mated to his uncle. ** Cocytus, Umbra, and Maero are the three big houses in their country. The head alpha tends to take on the name of their pack; ie. Naerina would be known as Cocytus. ** He was to be wed to a woman named Jeniratha. ** Uru had defeated his uncle in a ritualistic fight, but spared him to shame. ** Uru has a younger sister. ** No one knows Uru's True Name. [Xávên'tül] (Zah-vahn-tool)
Y2: Cocytus gets in touch. The family begins making threats Family affairs come to a new head. Ritualistic Fights between uncle and mother and himself. Brenna new heir Abandonment leaves him broken. Without pack ties, he is alone and weakened Treasures ruined. During the fight; shackle breaks, scarf ripped, and he loses his sister A new pack rises Umbra accepts him as one of theirs His Father's fate is revealed
Fight with Uncle
[[ 9: Betrayal ]]
“You are a fool to have challenged me, child.” The man taunted as he stood on the far end of the field. The servants were silent, pausing in their duties to watch as the two of their masters faced one another in the ritualistic fight among the families that would bestow the victor the fealty of the loser. The older man, the uncle of the opponent, aged, but had grown lazy and large due to the pampered life he was given at the estate. The nephew standing across from him was half of his age; 16 or 17, he couldn't care enough to know it. But he was much fitter than he was. “You waited until your mother was called away with Brenna to do this, didn't you? Smart, but that's arguable.”
Uru'baen growled as his fur bristled, unlike the man who remained in his illusion of a humanoid shape. The nephew had given into his primal ferocities and shown himself through his natural ability to take on the form of a large wolf. Lips pulled back revealing his dagger sharp fangs, the thundering growl that echoed in the courtyard. “Shut up!” he snarled as he charged, clearing the distance between the two as a large clawed paw came crashing down on the man's guard, catching a glimpse of the first signs of fear before fortifying and pushing the attacker away. “Why did you do it, uncle!? Why did you help her!?”
“Why?” He laughed. “Why not? Your mother gets what she wants and my brother wasn't going to give it to her. I was willing to, so why not? She wanted a man who would do anything for her, and I would. My brother was a stupid, brute, way too proud to do what she – no, what he needed to do in order for the family to thrive. And I see that you are just like him, huh? You are a stubborn as he is. You're lucky that he was just exiled, brat. You? No, no, you won't have that luxury if I can finally have my way.”
“You will never have your way as long as you're with her!” Uru snarled, his claws digging into the ground as he bounded forward again, his claws swiping and hammer into the man's guard over and over as he was stumbling back and losing ground, rolling away to avoid the rampaging beast before him. “Father trusted you! He trusted you to watch over me and Brenna while he was away! He trusted to protect us!”
“All to get close to you two! Your mother knew that my brother would never do what she had wanted unless he had something precious to him at risk!” The man laughed, heaving and panting, sweat falling from his balding face. Uru charged at him with a similar strike when the man snaked an arm around his neck and a hand to his chest, taking him down to the ground. “The thing you do not understand, brat, is that your mother gets what she wants, and there is more to all of this than you know.”
The beast growled in his strangle hold as he struggled. “I know enough that you are a b***h to a b***h.” Twisting in his grip, the two rolled around for a time before Uru managed to get on top. The fight continued for what seemed like hours, there was a vast difference between the two. Though he trained long and hard to get where he was, his uncle was naturally strong being a born monster.
“You've lost, uncle.” He snarled between pants as he stood over the man's beaten and bruised form, his arm across his chest defensively. “I have won.” The man glared at him before glancing away, admitting defeat. The defeat didn't mean just the loss of a fight but much more due to the rituals that they part-took prior to it.
“Are you going to kill me then?”
“You aren't worth that.” He replied. “But know that I beat you. You will not say any of this to mother or Brenna. You will live knowing that you betrayed your brother, your family, and lost to your nephew.” The uncle tsked before Uru snapped a hand around his jaw, squeezing it tight with focused eyes bearing down into him. “You will not tell mother or Brenna. You will live with your guilt. And if you dare step out of line again, I will be certain I will fulfill the oath as is my right.” The man's eyes grew wide at the threat and without a sliver of doubt he knew what the boy said was true. The oath they took as per the rituals granted the victor that right. “Is it understood, uncle?”
The man growled, lowering his eyes, hand gripping tighter around the one around his jaw. “Yes.”
Timeline: ( First RP Missing - Started on Bad Terms ) The Talk With Your Sister ( Solo ) - x I Think You've Mellowed ( Solo ) - x On the Hunt ( Damien x Brenna ) - x Catching Up Over Coffee ( Solo ) - x Severed Ties ( Solo ) - x I Didn't Call for You (Damien x Uru) - x Over a Morning Cup (Damien/Uru) - x ______ Letter from Brenna - x Thinking Over ( Solo ) - x Stay (Damien x Uru) - x ______ Brenna at the Student Carnival - x Found Himself Doing It... ( Solo ) - x Once a Slob ( Solo ) - x The Revelation ( Solo ) - x Live with This ( Uru x Damien ) - x - A Beautiful Nightmare (Uru x Damien) x- ( Date Auction + Dance Night - Jealousy Issues ) Lets Give This a Shot (Uru x Damien) - x
Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2014 11:47 am
Graduation Pre-Req Year 3 to Alumni: *(No OOC cooldown from Y3 to Alumni) 50 growth points + completing the prerequisites + final exam = graduation from Amityville Academy
At least 10 battle spars 1. The Legacy Meta - "Aeruban" 2. The Wonderland Meta - Epithet 3. Damien vs Uru - SPAR - 2 4. The 7 Kings Meta - Shadow!Uru 5. Seiji vs Uru - SPAR - 2 6. The Purge Meta - Boss Battle Redux 7. Knights of Camelot Meta - Black Faction 8. West Vs. Uru - [SPAR] - 2 9. Andrew Vs. Uru - [SPAR] - 2 10. Andrew vs Uru - [SPAR] - 2
At least 5 open classes finished 1. Class - Thunder Road - Passed 2. Class - First Aid - Attempt 2 3. Class - BEEN FIGHTING WITH BEARS ON THE MOUNTAIN - Attempt 2 4. Class - Horseman Trial - Stealth - Pass 5. Class - How Not to Be Seen - Pass
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2014 1:24 pm
[quote="BATTLE INFO"] Damage Done: (2d12-6) Damage Taken: Uru's HP: /60 [b]FEAR:[/b] [i][url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=22177831]ref[/url][/i][/align] [b]T1[/b] (5d4 ) [u]Siphon[/u] ([i]The Chill[/i]) - Small blue smokey wisps from his fingers as he places it on target, sapping pain away from the individual. [b]T2[/b] (9d4) [u]Fiery Barrage[/u] ([i]Swift Strikes[/i]) - Concentrating his flames in his fist, he is able to shoot out with jabbing and punching motions. [b]T2[/b] (3d4 ) [u]Creeping Frost[/u] ([i]Tainted Fang[/i]) - While distracting with attacks, a swipe of his palm creates a creeping frost on the contacted area. [b]T3[/b] (9d4 ) [u][url=http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20121107093238/avatar/images/4/45/Mako_threatening_Equalist.png]Cocytus Fang[/url][/u] ([i]Battle Cry[/i]) - Aggressive kick-boxing maneuvers with signature cold-flames engulfing his feet and fists. Contact gives a cold-burning sensation. [/quote]
FULL CUSTOM WISH MINIS USERNAME: Phiferwolf Model: Kingdom Wish - Sora/Riku/Vanitas BATTLE (INVOKED STAGE ART) IC APPEARANCE:Sword + skull ref (eyes go black with blue iris) - backdrop (if any) some sort of blue wispy affect. Tail Band - A black belt! CLothes/Hair Ref: http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f397/PhiferWolf/phiferwolf__colored__by_zerudez-d98dq2g_zpsmcc8v46f.png
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