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Username: Zeda Ennd.
Character Name: Zinaida Lukyanenko.
Pack Affiliation, Rank, and Job: (Anywhere from Alpha down to a Beta and such. We are the elite of Devoncroix, everyone here is a leader or a future leader)
Marital Status: Single.
Age: Looks about 21.
Height: 6' 9"
Weight: 145lbs.
Personality: Has a sort of split personality. Both the same person, but it changes on a dime, y'know?
On one side, she's pretty nice. Likes kittens, is super sweet to folks, loves happy and nice things, the usual, y'know?
Problem is, she rarely pops up. Always locked down bellow that temper.. When she is out, she generally doesn't fight, but when she does, she almost certainly switches to aggro Zinaida.
On the other, she's chaotic and angry. Hates almost everything and tries to destroy most of it. Sort of a uh.. What's the word.. A barbarian, a warrior, an anarchist. Pure rage and ire make up the second persona. And that one is super dominant over the other too..
When she goes aggro.. s**t.. She punched a hole clean through a friend just to shut up that god damn baby.. Holy god.. What'd it do!? (Agh.. Why..?)
Is a tribal. Takes trophies from her slain and wears them proudly, mocking her enemy with the limbs and possessions of their fallen comrades.
Physical Description:
Wolf Form: A physical description that had better bring tears to my eyes. Also, the sense most developed from your wolfen form.
Skills:
Personal History: Had a very.. "Average" life until World War One. She lived as a human essentially. Very uninteresting.. So lets skip to the Great War for now, eh? She had heard about this little tiff some country called Austro-Hungary was throwing. For the longest time she, and the rest of the world, thought nothing of it. Until they started getting help from those meddling Germans and their fresh little kingdom.. Then s**t hit the fan. Fights began sprouting up, albeit, fights that went nowhere, but fights none the less. New devices for killing were being invented and she figured this would be a good time to start in with her knack for combat, you know.. Her being a werewolf and all.
She loved the trenches.. Mustard gas burned the lungs of her allies, and she laughed as they lie there staring up at her dying with the look of terror, pain, shock, and hatred for her. No one noticed that she was the only one coming back from charges across No-Man's-Land completely unscathed, (Hey, some people were lucky.) until she stepped on a land mine, only to return four days later in the stolen garb of a German tank driver. Since then, people have used her as a weapon of war, never to be released outside dire situations. She didn't mind it terribly. After all, when she was let on to the field, she could do whatever she wanted.
In World War Two, she was a god. A well tuned killing machine. She fought the vampire forces of Hauptman Constanta with her mortal brothers. She'd grown tired of fighting frail humans.. She and her comrades created a vampire killing strafrotty unit (Well, technically Stalin did, but..) and they made hell for the vampires until the war started turning towards the allies, at which time the Romanians switched to the Russian side. That didn't really stop them, they were just doing it illegally. Then, a few months later, an experimental rail gun drops a shell on her, scattering her every which way.. She's been regenerating up until a few years ago when she popped up in a field in Turin. Afterwords, she joined Devancroix and her new brethren, as her original comrades died a ages ago.
Weapons: Uses her bare hands and whatever fits in them. Took an affinity to
the katana a long while back. Used a BAR and a PPSH in WWII, but that aint now though, is it?
Other: Despises crying, screaming, whimpering, shrieking, and cowardice in any form.
Birthday: Born September 18th, 1889.
Affinity:
Powers: Everyone has a power that stems from their affinity. Some even have more than one. Keep them within limits of role playing or else.
 Zeda Ennd · Sat Feb 26, 2011 @ 11:31am · 0 Comments |
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