Post by Sphuul on Jul 10, 2013 21:04:03 GMT -5
Rouge
"I just lost control,
I just wanted you to know.
When I'm on my own,
I feel invisible.."
I just wanted you to know.
When I'm on my own,
I feel invisible.."
this is me in the flesh,
NAME: Rouge
NICKNAME(S):
PRONUNCIATION: Rooj
POSITION: Freior
taste the sky,
AGE: Two years
GENDER: Female
BREED: Timber Wolf
HEIGHT: 26 inches.
APPEARANCE: A small, delicate frame covered in fur as white as the moon. Her pelt is unmarred by color or marking, a glimmering mass of pale white. Rouge is a figure you won't easily forget. She is skinny, ranging at a mere 100 pounds, all of it muscle. Her pale, baby blue eyes are rimmed with black, seemingly peircing a wolf's very soul. Her muzzle is long and delicate, with a deadly strength that will plummet teeth through skin and bone. Her nose is a glistening ebony, and her bottom lip is the same color. White fur frames her face and down her chest, which turns rather shaggy in the winter. Her paws are small, enabling her to run gracefully and swiftly, effortlessly outpacing most. Her legs are long and spindly, meant for speed instead of overpowering strength. Her tail is long and flowing, a glistening white that will stand out in the darkest night.
thoughts that make me go insane,
PERSONALITY: Rouge is a girl with a dark past and a dark personality to match. Her mind is a swirling vortex of fear and anger, both overpowering her until her mind attacks herself and she has an episode. She is not shy, but she will not talk unless spoken to, and will not stand up for herself. She prefers to be alone, although she never feels that she is. Someone is in her head with her. They have their own thoughts, their own desires, most of them seemingly innocent, or so the voice claims. She fights for control daily, and no one knows of her inner tyranny. She is terrified to think of what might happen to her if anyone knew of her condition. To outsiders, she seems like a quiet, confident female with a following attitude and a good heart, but she is not sure of herself anymore. Is she good? Or is she slipping farther and farther into the depths of insanity?
all over my shoulder,
FATHER: Omaha
MOTHER: Aya
SIBLINGS: None
HISTORY: Rouge was born into an insane family. She was the only survivor of her litter of twelve, all of them dying in birth or shortly after. Her mother became insane, seeing her young dying and not being able to do anything about it. She began to drift into herself, no longer speaking, barely conscious enough to recognize her daughter. Omaha, Rouge's father, became her savior as her mother slowly dwindled away into nothing. Shortly after Rouge was strong enough to survive on her own, her mother died, and her father snapped. With nothing more to live for, he planned to destroy everyone he could. He took Rouge on raids, making her watch as he killed the young of other wolves in the dead of night. Blood became a familiarity to Rouge, but she was horrified at his actions, but unable to leave him, her last tie to her puppyhood and the last thread to the mother she never had.
When the torturing began, it effected Rouge beyond the norm. She began retreating into her mind during the beatings of other wolves and of herself, when Omaha could find no one to let his rage out on. This would have continued on until Rouge was beaten to death, but she was salvaged when Omaha was killed in a freak accident. Without her father, she became lost, and began drifting out of her home and beyond.