Isardis x Liberty
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Information on the parents:
-Isardis is albino & 37 inches. Profile can be found here- http://alacritis.east-of-paradise.com/in...owuser=694
-Liberty is multiple hues of grey to black & 28 inches. Profile is here- http://alacritis.east-of-paradise.com/in...owuser=283
Information on Liberty's grandparents:
-Friction x Aislyn- Friction's profile is here- http://alacritis.east-of-paradise.com/in...howuser=95 , and Aislyn's here- http://alacritis.east-of-paradise.com/in...howuser=12
Information on Isardis's grandparents:
-I do not have profiles or references, but many of you are familiar with possible Aramada pelt designs. For more info on the Armada's check here- http://alacritis.east-of-paradise.com/inde...wtopic=5075&hl=
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ps- here is a possible design (I will be creating more when I have the time): https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7365/1346962...83afac63f_o.png
More possible designs:
- http://oi58.tinypic.com/2vmamqf.jpg (pink eyes)
- http://oi61.tinypic.com/33mvtb9.jpg (blue eyes)
- http://oi59.tinypic.com/5y98hw.jpg (blue eyes)
- http://oi61.tinypic.com/ezh9g2.jpg (purple/blue eyes)
- http://oi57.tinypic.com/chohc.jpg (red eyes)
- http://oi59.tinypic.com/14nz3uh.jpg (blue eyes, blue "hued" like many of the Armada's)
- http://oi57.tinypic.com/2dcfwqf.jpg (red eyes)
- http://oi57.tinypic.com/5ow64x.jpg (green eyes)
- http://oi61.tinypic.com/168ej2d.jpg (Blind, blue "hued" like many of the Armada's)
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NAME: First name is open, surname will be Sovari-Armada
ALIGNMENT: Completely open to you
APPEARANCE: 100 word minimum, include height, weight, and design reference
PERSONALITY: 150 word minimum
RP SAMPLE 100 word minimum
Try to pull me into the dark
NAME: Rivaille "Riv" Sovari-Armada {He can either go by Rivaille, or Riv.}
ALIGNMENT: Choatic Neutral
APPEARANCE: {437 Words}
At a tempting height at 36 inches tall, the boy is a beautiful one. Slender legs hold up his body, making him look......Well, feminine. But a closer look at him will prove those wolves wrong. Around anyone, a clever look is always on his face, his eyes shifting about every few minutes. Sometimes, the look on his face is stern, his eyes narrowed, yet wild, and his mouth set in a straight line. Sometimes blood covers his fur, but he will clean his fur off quickly, because, as few know it, he is quite the clean freak. During the night, Rivaille's base fur color will lighten until it is only a dark gray. His eyes shine like silver, like a blade, giving him a unique and beautiful look. At night, when his eyes shine like blades, they have a slight bluish tint that makes the silver tint that seems to be in his eyes more defined.
Rivaille's base coat color is dark gray, cloaking him in the dark colors, except for the exception of lighter colors. On his tail, a gray lighter than his base fur covers part of the upper part of his tail. Light gray covers most of his tail, fading darker after a little bit. The medium gray coats part of his tail, fading in to a dark gray, making him look strange. It coats his tail tip, going a little past it. On all four of his legs, his base color fades until it is white, the color only reaching his paws. A mask of gray, ebony, and black covers Rivaille's face. A gray nose blase fades into a thin stripe, meeting the white on his face. A stripe of white starts just from the gray marking, and ends in a half diamond on his forehead. White covers the side of his snout, and slides up his cheek, below his eyes. The same is on the other side of his snout as well. Medium gray covers the upper of his eyes in a beautiful eye cover, making his eyes stand out even more. Medium gray covers both ears, the back of them, at least, and makes him stand out. Ebony covers the tip of his ears in a beautiful ark. The inside of Rivaille's ears are light gray, almost silver in color. On his back, white darkens slowly until it is medium gray. These markings make him a beautiful wolf.
Light blue eyes finish off Rivaille's looks. They are almost white in color, a robin egg blue. Nobody will know it yet, but the wolf will grow to be a handsome male.
PERSONALITY: [366 Words]
Despite his beautiful looks and his magical eye color, Rivaille is just a sad little wolf, and eventually it will be clear in the way he acts and speaks. Without a father, even if that father would give him a twisted of version of right and wrong, most likely, the wolf now has almost no knowledge of right and wrong. He wants to keep justice, or what hew thinks is justice, but he is prone to attacking, and, yes, killing, than rather giving a warning. While Rivaille is not a bad wolf, he loses control of himself whenever he attacks, and it is all too easy for him to kill in this state. When he gets out of this state, the wolf will show distress at what he has done, and will become depressed for a few hours afterwards. Rivaille can snap at times, and is very harsh when he loses his temper, but, thankfully, he is patient and doesn't lose his temper all that much, only when he was already mad and someone kept bothering him. But, because of his patience, Rivaille always tries to be the last to speak, telling what he thinks clearly, and a little harshly. The wolf hardly talks at all, usually preferring to stay silent, but whenever he is mad, Rivaille will hardly raise his voice past his regular speaking voice. Because of his quiet voice when angered, the wolf seems to be more intimidating than he is when he snarls or growls at the others.
Rivaille has a strange interest in shiny things, or clean things, and will grow to be a huge clean freak. He has a strange sense of humor, bent around a wolf being overexcited for fighting, hunting, or anything else. He can be harsh at times, although it is unclear if he means to. Judging from the silence after the comment, with no apology from Rivaille, he means to be that harsh. If Rivaille finds something shiny with mud on it, he will take. If Rivaille gets blood on his fur, he will go through great extremes to get it off, from licking it off to getting in a creek and rolling in the water.
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{I pretty much based his name off of Rivaille, from Attack On Titan. Click To See Who Rivaille Is}
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(for chasing down the g o d s) name Maikoda Sovari-Armada gender Female alignment Lawful Evil appearance At her full growth, Maikoda will toe the line in terms of size, falling in somewhere between her mother and father. Standing at 32 inches in height, she's definitely not going to be giant, but Maikoda won't small either. Her frame is lean and elegant, more slender than anything else, and even as a pup her body will be small, without any extra fat on it. She will weigh about 110 pounds when grown, a little bit on the small side for her height but not malnourished or underweight. Though she will not be obviously bulky at her full size, there will be muscle on her frame, giving her more strength than one might expect from a wolf of her size. It will be Maikoda's coat that is the true eyecatcher - she definitely takes after her mother in that regard. Cloaked in varying shades of black, white, and gray, Maikoda's coloration is not out of the ordinary, though her patterns definitely are. She is definitely a unique creature, to say the least. White adorns her paws, fading into gray and then black as one travels up her legs, which are flecked with white like falling snow all the way. Her shoulders and most of her back are white, which again fades across a gradient into a darker gray on her upper back and spine. This darker gray marks most of Maikoda's face, save for a light gray on the upper half of her face above her eyes, and extends a little bit past the base of her tail. The rest of her tail is largely a light gray, with a medium gray moving from about halfway down her tail to just short of the tailtip, which is a dark gray, almost black. All in all, Maikoda is an interestingly patterned wolf, and perhaps it comes as no surprise that her eyes are also a bit out of the ordinary. Unlike her mother or her father, Maikoda's gaze is heterochromatic. Her left eye is a light lavender, while her right is an equally light glacial blue. click personality First and foremost, Maikoda is very reserved. Even as a pup, she will not be prone to exuberance or obvious displays of affection - or even tears. Maikoda will often come across as very cold, seeming to feel little to no emotions. However, this is not exactly true. Like any wolf, Maikoda feels emotions; she simply does not display them. For her, a small action will often be as big a deal as something large and sweeping when done by another wolf. She will often sit to the side and watch her agemates play, and if she does end up joining them, Maikoda will seem much less interested and often grow distracted, wandering away from her games long before the others are finished. She opens up a little around her family, though not by much, and it is unlikely that this central trait will change much as she grows. Though Maikoda will have large pawprints to fill as she grows, she will not be hindered by that. Ambition will be second nature to this pup as soon as she is old enough to comprehend what it is. She will be determined to climb as high as she can - and Maikoda will do whatever it takes to get what she wants. This determination will manifest itself from a very young age, and it will only grow as she matures and begins to understand more of the world around her. The names that she bears are the names of giants and Maikoda is certain that she will more than live up to her parents. With Maikoda's heritage, perhaps it comes as no surprise that she is very proud, of both her family and herself. She has very high opinions of her family, especially her parents, both of whom are wolves that Maikoda looks up to and strives to emulate. Like any good little Armada, she views her father as something akin to a god, and her mother, a goddess. They are the pinnacle of achievement, and as she is a descendant of them, she has every right to be a confident creature. Perhaps this will begin to fade as she grows older, and should she be forced to come to terms with the fact that her parents are mere wolves, this may shake her confidence in herself as well. roleplay sample Maikoda had found herself further away from home than she'd intended. She'd only wanted to explore a little bit, but then she'd spotted a rabbit and tried to chase it (because rabbits were easy prey, and Maikoda was an excellent hunter, obviously - nevermind the fact that it had gotten away), and now she was well and truly lost. She was still within Glaciem territory, which meant she wasn't too far from home, but her den might as well be the moon for as much as that helped her. She hadn't the faintest of ideas as to how she might get back, though Maikoda was sure she'd manage it. Another pup might have been panicking and crying for its mother, but Maikoda remained calm outwardly at least, though she was indeed a little nervous in those moments. She was old enough that she could take care of herself for the time it would take to get back to the den, so there was no sense in getting worked up. In fact, Maikoda was sure she could smell it just ahead. And with that, the pup set off, lanky gray and white legs extending to carry her smoothly across the ground as she snuffled at the air. Any scent trails of her parents were obscured by the sheer amount of other scents that had criscrossed the area in recent days, various wolves that Maikoda hadn't yet met and had no interest in meeting. In that moment, they were all simply distractions, keeping her from her true goal, and she felt a low growl rumbling in her throat. The sheer frustration was the first sign of any emotion that had escaped her, and the tiny growl was gone as soon as it had arrived, ending with Maikoda taking a deep breath as she plodded onwards. She would get un-lost soon, she was sure of it. By the time an hour or so had passed, even Maikoda had to admit that she needed help. It was a foul thing to admit, and she had to fight the urge to crinkle up her nose at the mere sentiment. Maikoda might have been proud, however, but she wasn't stupid, and she knew that she was more lost now than ever. None of her surroundings looked remotely familiar, and with the first snowflakes beginning to fall and obscure her tracks, Maikoda was quite simply out of time. And so the young pup rocked back on her haunches and tilted her head back to let a reedy howl escape her maw, calling for any and all Glaciem members. At least one of them would be able to guide her back, Maikoda was confident of it, and as long as they could get her nearby, Maikoda would easily be able to find her way to the den. She just needed to be pointed in the right direction, but she had it from there! |
- http://imgur.com/q6y7w90
- http://imgur.com/p7lJnIU
- http://imgur.com/aay90UC
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ALIGNMENT: Neutral, but will change depending on influences
APPEARANCE: Presenting a pelt of blue and silver tones, the boy is handsome though contains one flaw. However, he doesn't see it as a flaw after some time of coping with it. And although he was born that way, it bothers him none. He is blind, his eyes colorless and unseeing upon the lands. And unfortunately, he will never get to see the beauty of it. And yet, it does not deter him. His base pelt is a bluish cobalt, a color that runs in the Armada lines while his other markings are lighter slate blue in color. Encircling his unseeing eyes, a ring of slate blue. The end of his muzzle is grey, though that's the only part that contains dull color. Inner ear fur is slate blue, and from the point of his crown does the slate color travel down his back to the very end of his tail. The same color trails beneath his chin and underbelly, his legs bearing only a hint of it as it blends subtly into the cobalt. Although he is flawed, his musculature upon full growth will be well toned for he will always be trying to prove himself and putting himself under rigorous training. He will come to stand around 38" in height and weigh around 140 pounds.
PERSONALITY: Obscuro isn't exactly a social butterfly. In fact, he deigns to be around others due to his flaw. His blindness seen by others as a deformity, yet he does not see it as such. However, that does not stop him from believing it. He believes in the term "What does not kill me, makes me stronger" and it is in those words he will find the strength and will to keep fighting. Blind or not, he will always strive for excellence. He aims to please, his impaired vision never hindering him for it is in that weakness that will allow him to bring out other strengths. As a result, his sense of hearing and awareness will rise, the brute able to feel the location of his enemies and prey with the vibrations he feels through his paws. He learns to be in tune with everything around him, and it is also in this that will make him more cunning. One at times, may not even be able to tell that he is blind, for he plays it off so well that he might as well not be. However, he will remain close to Glaciem lands and might hardly venture from them in the event he might get lost. He is honorable at times, extremely loyal to his family and has an almost twisted sense of humor. For his life is full of darkness, he will never see the beauty. Thus he only knows ugliness, and as such he will be somewhat twisted and deceitful. He will use his teeth for renting apart his enemies, though only if he is insulted. Even in this lack of vision, he will strive to dominate like his father before him. He claims ambition and pride, two traits gained by his parents. He only strives for excellence, and he strives to get what he wants. He will lie and deceive those he holds no loyal bounds to, if only to trick them into following him home where he will then cast shackles upon them.
RP SAMPLE:
Obscuro had left the den, head held high and senses alert for the approach of any. Although he was in pack territory, he was generally safe. Sightless eyes saw nothing but darkness; but it was in this that he was able to feel everything around him. The snow swept about his paws, the boy practically able to feel every shard he touched as he walked. His tail was held mid-level with his body, the tip of it curling in slightly as it brushed his hocks. He looked about, catching the scent of others nearby while the sound of battle cry filled the air. He stopped, listening with a tilted head before continuing in eagerness. A training session it seemed, was being held. In eager swiftness he would go, the boy determined to prove himself as usual. And upon arriving, he could hear the fierce cries of those before him as they battled in training. He would stand by, however, doubtful that they'd let him join...for he was impaired, and so he seemed to be deemed the outcast. He sat there in the shadows, listening to the sound of others, their paws shuffling in the snow and bodies colliding.
The scent of one other would reach him, a boy like him. Another oddity. His head would turn towards him, Obscuro softly calling out to him. He waited a moment, then the steady sound of footfalls would come towards him. The other boy had joined him, and Obscuro would face his direction. "What is your name? We've not met before." He would ask him, waiting for a response. The stranger would then respond to him, "Kyung...nice to meet you, Obscuro." Obscuro would sit quiet for a moment, wondering how to picture him. He didn't know what colors were, except for black of course, and so he would grow curious to know. "Kyung...may I ask what color you are?" This would be among the first, besides his litter mates, that would know his blindness. At least, that he would willingly acknowledge, anyway. And it was then that the ebony boy would answer. "I'm solid black. My pelt holds no other color but dark, my eyes too."
Obscuro would tilt his head only slightly, black? How ironic. That was all he could see, the only color he knew. It was easy to picture then, the color of his half-sibling. He would stand, facing the boy as determination grew within him. "Thank you, it is easy to picture you now. That is the only color known to me, so this should be relatively interesting." He offered a smile, head turning to face the sounds nearby for a few moments before facing the ebony boy once more. "Would you like to train with me?" Kyung would nod, rising to his paws. Obscuro would turn, taking a few steps back before facing the boy again. Swiftly, he set some basic defenses, stance widening. "Prepare yourself!"