Post by Rowan Appikatla on Mar 24, 2009 21:52:46 GMT
[/color]Rowan Olivia Appikatla
[/center]FULL NAME - Rowan Appikatla
AGE - 21
NICKNAMES / ALIASES - Twister, Ro
RACE - Black-Cloak Lycan (Second in Command?)
GENDER - Female
SEXUALITY - Bisexual, but she tends to prefer females.
OCCUPATION - Waitress at Sal's Diner
HEIGHT - 5'3"
WEIGHT - About 100 pounds or so.
BUILD - Skinny, but with some muscle
HAIR COLOUR, LENGTH STYLE - Her hair is a rather shiny black, reaching just past her shoulders
EYE COLOUR - Brown
TATTOOS & PIERCINGS - One tattoo of a tornado on her ankle, and her ears are peirced
MOST PROMINANT FEATURE - Her eyes
LEAST ATTRACTIVE FEATURE - She absolutely hates being skinny as she is, because others could think of her as weak
PLAY-BY - Freida Pinto
LIKES -
-- Running
-- Hitting Things
-- Physical Activity
-- Pancakes
-- Crossword Puzzles
DISLIKES -
-- Being thought of as girly
-- Wolfbites
-- The Lycan Hunters Guild
-- People who try to hit on her
-- Humans' veiws on lycans
FEARS -
-- The Black Cloaks being discovered
-- The Wolfbites destroying them
STRENGTHS -
-- She's very physically fit
-- Not easily fooled
-- Very street smart
-- Can control her temper (Meaning that she doesn't yell or hit when she is angry)
WEAKNESSES -
-- She's not as strong as she likes to think she is
-- Emotionally distant
-- Not seen as very understanding or kind
-- Is still essentially ruled by her emotions, although she doesn't show it outwardly
DREAMS/GOALS -
-- For lycans and humans to live in peace
-- To not have to hide anymore
MOTHER - Tanya Appikatla, Deceased
FATHER - Known only to her as Token, vanished
SIBLINGS - None that she knows of
PARTNER - Maybe someday
CHILDREN - Maybe someday
PETS - None
"Your kind don't deserve to live among us," he said as he watched her die.
Rowan's emotions flared, and her lycan blood took over. She was small and young, but the man wasn't prepared for the creature behind him. She attacked, raking her claws across his back. The three were no match for the element of surprise. She killed the two cronies quickly, and saved a slow death for their leader.
Almost as if waking from a trance, the child looked down at the three dead men with human eyes as the leader began to take his final breaths. She'd transformed back inadvertently. Gulping for air, she stepped back and fell to the floor in realization of what she had done. She fell unconscious with one final thought, a promise to herself that she would never let her temper take her over like that again.
Meanwhile, Token had been hunting nearby. He watched the struggle from the window as Rowan committed her act of murder. He knew with one look that the little girl was his daughter, and Tanya's dead body confirmed it. He wasn't sure what to do. He'd had to think quickly, and took the child away just as neighbors came running.
Rowan woke up on a couch in a strange room, with a man she had never seen before standing near her. Alarmed, she sat up, senses alert. Token transformed to his lycan form, hoping to show her that he meant no harm.
"You can call me Token. I'm your father," he said softly after he turned back to human. "My...father?" It made sense to her. Tanya had told her that her father was a lycan who she had never heard from again. He nodded, taking her tiny hand in his own. "Now what's your name?" Despite his kind words, she could see something in his eyes. Something beast-like. Was that what her eyes looked like?
"Rowan... I'm Rowan Olivia."
Token inadvertently raised his daughter to her cool ways. He wanted to raise her to be a powerful killer and fighter. His own actions were very removed from her. Token had learned his lesson. When he had been young, the love of his life had been killed because she had been seen associating with a lycan.
Rowan learned to be a true lycan. She went to her first black-cloak meeting with her father when she was twelve years old. Token held her face in his hands and looked down at the little girl. He told her to be strong and live like he had taught her. Then he walked out of her life forever.
She was able to fend for herself, and somehow nobody really noticed that she was homeless. She built herself a home in the forest and turned to her lycan form at night. She was hidden, and her hunting skills were good. She got a job the day she turned old enough at Sal's Diner, and has been working there since.
She got an apartment eventually, knowing that she couldn't live like she did forever. Despite being intelligent, she hasn't had much schooling, as she dropped out as soon as she got a job.
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YOUR NICKNAME - Rain
AGE - Eighteen
EXPERIENCE - I think seven to eight years
HOW DID YOU FIND US? - Pasadena
ANY QUESTIONS? - Could she be the second in command of the Black Cloak Lycans?
PASSWORD - admin edited
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