the OOC for Blood Haven, a precast thread

Just as it says, this is the OOC, the place to chat, make comments and discuss the thread.

Keep it nice or I'll be forced to sick the law on you, or worse, K?

This is the link to the main thread of....

Blood Haven

and this for role call

the Sevin Sins and who occupies them.....

"Pride is excessive belief in one's own abilities, that interferes with the individual's recognition of the grace of God. It has been called the sin from which all others arise. Pride is also known as Vanity.

Envy is the desire for others' traits, status, abilities, or situation.

Gluttony is an inordinate desire to consume more than that which one requires.

Lust is an inordinate craving for the pleasures of the body.

Anger is manifested in the individual who spurns love and opts instead for fury. It is also known as Wrath.

Greed is the desire for material wealth or gain, ignoring the realm of the spiritual. It is also called Avarice or Covetousness.

Sloth is the avoidance of physical or spiritual work."

The Seven Sins, and also the names of each floor inside the castle built into the side of the mountain that over looks Haven and the river that splits the city in two.

Feel free to chose a level for your character to live in and if it's already chosen be ready to have a room mate

Sweet (as Lana) has chosen Wrath

BB (as Talon) has chosen Greed

Veroe has chosen Pride

Caela has chosen Lust

Gluttony will be the floor for "singles" who don't have room mates.... yet *winks*

Name: Talon Lafayette

Race: Vampire

Age: in appearance, 36

His first memories date back to ancient Greece and the death of his father, mother and sisters.

Physical Appearance: Six foot two, dark skin, short black hair and blue eyed, he weighs 220 out of the shower but walks lighter as the hunter / warrior he once was.



Profession : Monarch of the southern half of the city, Haven



Bio: Talon found himself in Haven once again trying to hire himself out, but with the war that eventually came decided he was tired of wasted blood and death and that a change was needed in his life. That tact drew the attention of wiser, cooler heads and he was elected as the immortal representative, a position he at times regrets but will not walk away from. Talon serves as the "Protector" and charges for the services rendered, his own private police force able to enforce peace, remove any unwanteds or when justified terminate a violater.

He has learned from his mistakes and requires a blood oath from the leaders of all he protects, the ritual binding them to him and guarnteeing they suffer the same fate if death or pain comes to him. He tolerates the human species for the most part, regarding them as a necessary evil, but trusts few as they rarely live long wnough to prove they are loyal or trustworthy.
Talon, as many immortals has amassed a fortune several times over and reinvested it in the city of Haven, charging a fair percentage rate and watching the city grow from a fledgling town to a now small city of over 250,000 inhabitants, the human species unaware as to how much they are indebted to the "other side", only caring that they out number them 4 to 1....
His connections are diverse through out the city, he controls human offices and authorities using any method required, and in the financial district he's aware of the money flow, while onthe street he quietly surveys the movement of drugs, illicit services and weapons, both legal and illegal.

Talon rarely speaks of his past, only the future of the city Haven to which he has tied himself to. He's become wealthy as the city has expanded and calloused as that growth has come with it's own price, each and every business on the south (or immortal) side of the river pays penance to his "office" and in return he promises his loyalty and support.

Talon enjoys, for the most part, what he does, including the negotiation and collection of his "payment" from each business and it's owner.His cut not always being in gold or cash *winks*

Abilities and weaknesses : Strength and speed of movement are enhanced, eyesight and hearing is as well, he's trained his mind to record events and reactions from others. He can levitate, fly if you will, but not at any super speed and only able to carry the weight of one person at a time. He heals quickly if injured, though silver if used as a weapon will hurt more and take longer he won't die from it. Sunlight, a fire intense enough to incinerate, or decapitation are the only ways to kill him permanently.

post hogger alert ^^^^^^^

Here we go again *grins* I copied my first Bio but I am going to change it up a little...

Name: Ahlana Ver'idian ( Lana for short )
Race: Succubus (Demon)
Height: 5 ft 8 in
Weight: 130 lbs. B cup, curvy in all the right places with a nice rounded ass. Tattoo on her inner hip of a little she devil fucking herself with her own tail. Belly button ring but otherwise natural. Shaved bare. Black hair down to her ass and green eyes when she isn't adjusting to other's desires.
Sexual preference: Bisexual
Age: 762 years old. Physical appearence is that of a thirty-two year old woman

Owner of Tartarus and Ver'idian Ent. (With the silent partner Talon) He just wants her money

The Catacombs (Basement) level of this old fortress is her floor. Half of it is labs and such, the other half is a dance club called Tartarus. Once again Lana makes drinks, but this go around Lana is a chemist with her hand in my pockets for many varying reasons. There are escape routes down in the basement and other various places of the keep that lead out through the canyon walls to the river's bank but all are guarded and well hidden... well there are codes one can get *winks* to make use of those passages. Her quarters are also down in the basement where she keeps her gate to Hades hidden. NO ONE has access to this gate (not without consent first).

As in this last story Lana bartered with the devill three times and the 3rd and final time she struck out.

1. To be released / earth bound
2. To be with Talon (she is drawn to Talon where ever he lives and has to remain or go insane with sorrow)
3. Deal life for immortality. (resulted in losing her child to Hades and gaining immortality... which she already had to begin with)

- Lana is working deals with various people (humans) around the world for crowd control weapons. Hers dont harm the planet as in Nukes would, hers simply would put an entire town to sleep if used. Etc (this is a major no no lol)

- Lana is working on serums and volunteers such as some of the lycan police officers. This serum is two part. One will make them change forms and the other is used to stop it... if she can get it to work! (again only one serum is SUPPOSED to be made.. not the other half)

-Lana also holds dirt on alot of people, mainly humans across the river and uses it to gain things she needs, wants, when bored.. (this is just all around bad )

- Lana is also supplying the human side of the river with a drug like Xtasy. A 'feel good drug'. This one is known, no harmful side affects on humans so it's allowed.

Talon doesnt really KNOW of her deeds but he gets whispers now and then.. But can he prove it?


Lana brews signature drinks using her abilities which I will list below. Using her ability to draw emotions and form them into an essence type mass of silken liquid she can manipulate into orbs for transfer. Bottled bits that hold for many years if need be but are barely 2 cc's per vial. This pure undiluted essence sample taken from Lana can do some pretty bad things in the wrong hands, some can even kill if ingested, but that is not common knowledge. No one should know and Lana would kill if she had to, to keep that secret.




Drinks offered:
Bloody Mary - Blood and alcohol mixture

High Hymen (a shot) - Blood of a Virgin /w a dash of Vodka

Blow Job (a shot) - Butter rum and Kahluah with a bit of essence in it that gives the sensation of a light bit of oral pleasure.

Screaming Orgasm: A mixed drink, bright blue and rim is coated in surgar crystals. This drink is an "Other" drink as most humans can't handle it. This drink will give one an orgasm right there. Sip small, small orgasms. Drink deeply, screaming orgasm.

Sex on the Beach: Basic human drink with a little tingle of sexual pleasure

7th Heaven: basic White Russian, mixed drink with a cooling mint flavor that also tends to make one's nipples feel cold and harden. A human drink as well as "Other" - mild reaction

The rest of the drinks offered are all standard human bar drinks without any additives. Lana is currently working on Body Shots.


Lana's Abilities:

1. Is capable of changing her physical appearance to that of her prey's desires in order to reel them in. So she gets a vague impression from their unguarded thoughts of the woman they are looking for, if they are looking. She can adjust herself to what they crave visually for a few hours at a time but no more than four hours in one night. It is draining to do it too often, so she tends to stick to just being herself unless she has to change. (changing her hair color to green for a few hours is a minute little trick that doesn’t do much to drain her, but her entire body is what drains her down)

2. She feeds off emotions. The very essence of the person, but it has to be emotional of some kind. Sexual, sadness, even fear; just some kind in order to feed. She absorbs what she needs to recharge, and she can then pull pieces of it from herself, bottle it and mix it into her drinks. The more intense the emotion, the more intense the drink sample is, also the longer she can go without feeding again. Lana doesn't sleep unless really drained or really full

With emotion feeding comes abilities to absorb bits from a crowd so no one in particular is drained by her. She doesn’t have super hearing or direct mind reading abilities. She can get a brief impression of their sexual preferences but its more of a aura reading that mind probe. Lana will see one's aura that surrounds them, but she is no psychic and doesn't read things into one's coloring. (forgot to add this!) Lana has the ability to make someone feel what she wants them to feel by skin to skin contact, her hand on their bare flesh and concentrating. This isnt done often and mostly for amusement but she uses touch to heighten senses and emotions (A seduction ability but can be abused)

Note just because Lana has these abilities doesnt mean I will make use of them in the story but like to cover all bases before beginning.

4. Last ability - Impregnating. She has the ability to change sexes if she chooses to do so. She can also absorb a man's sperm or take a woman's egg and plant them where ever she chooses. Being a demonic type being, this ability is usually used to infuse parts of the succubi/inccubi into the sperm/egg and plant their stolen baby into another target that will be born part human and part Succubi/inccubi.

All her abilities center around aiding her in seduction and sex. So muscle control isn't a power, its a talent

Immortal isn't completely accurate, Lana can be killed but as a demonic species she can be reborn/summoned *not likely to happen tho*

Lana has an allergy to garlic, no she isnt a vampire lol and like all demons, nocturnal for a reason. Lana can not enter anyone's private quarters without permission, but once given access she can enter at any time. Her weakness is as all of her kind, sex. She is/ has to feed to survive and she is a sexual creature. No matter her best intentions, she can never remain faithful to one person. If someone catches her eye / attention, she will seduce them regardless of their desires or her own.

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Name: Marcus Rome
Height: 6'7"
Weight: 243 lbs
Race: Human

History:
A former soldier within the Special Tasks Group, Marcus made his assent within the human city after retiring following nearly ten years of exemplary and decorated service in the field. The surprise decision saw Marcus take his place first as the head of the Human Council's Head of Security only to be named Chief Liason to City Police soon after.

Ill-Suited to politics, Marcus' is notoriously unfriendly in his position and ruthlessly effective in securing information regarding the city's Police and Armed Forces operations and methodology for the Council.


Characteristics and Powers:
Marcus is devoid of any powers or special abilities, relying instead upon his powerful physique and uncanny quickness to overwhelm and overpower his enemies. His tremendous physical strength allows him to rival most "young" immortals and the great speed and agility he displays often is a potent surprise given his tremendous size. He is a brutally effective warrior well-trained and experienced in combat.

He is not, however, skilled in politics. Blunt to the point of fault, Marcus is notorious for his impatience with politesse and his lack of pleasantries. This has won him very few allies and has soured many opinions of him despite a sterling service record.

Suggested Outline for "Haven"

Haven

Introduction:
Haven, the otherwise exclusive Human half of the city, is divided from its counterpart by the great River. It's architecture is a mix of classical European and Neo-Modern, influenced and built as an antithesis, by the non-human dwellings and offices of Blood Haven. It's predominant business and governmental theater lies in Roosevelt Square. The skyscrapers here are modestly tall, with Park Tower the tallest at 52 stories. Directly across the street, nearly in its shadow, is Town Hall.

Population: 38,490 souls
Political Climate: Increasingly Conservative
Main Industry: Computer Components
Main Import: Silicone and Natural Gas

Government:
A Democracy in theory, Haven operates with its minor offices elected biannually and its major office dictated in five-year terms. The Council of Haven meets regularly in Town Hall with offices on the upper floor. The last three elections, however, have seen an increasing swing by conservative elements within the city that culminated last year in a coupe by Conservative Party Nominee Alan Brooks in an upset victory over the more moderate candidate.

Council of Haven:
Mayor: Alan Brooks (Conservative)
Like the President of our United States; the Mayor of Haven is given the power to exercise veto over Council Legislature and Courses of Action. He is also able to appoint several aides de camp in important liason roles. Alan Brooks is a clever, ruthless man whose average appearance, brown hair and brown eyes, serves as adequate cover. His agenda is unknown but his moves are extremely assertive, pushing several ruthlessly efficient aide de camps into place in order to extend his eyes and ears over the various departments of the city. He is an extreme conservative even by the party standards and has pulled off a coupe within, securing a vast and powerful array of supporters.

Deputy Mayor: Stephen Conners
In contrast to Alan Brooks, Stephen Conners is a meek man in his late fifties. An schooled accountant, Conners lacks personal skills otherwise important in his position and functions as a virtual lapdog for the Mayor. His official duties generally include speaking for the Mayor when business demands but Alan Brooks makes a point not to ever place Conners in a position where this would be necessary.

Chief of Police: Ricardo "Rick" Alverez
A hardened veteran, Rick Alverez firmly believes that he who carries the biggest stick will eventually win when it comes to the war on crime. His officers are trained to use excessive force in any and all situations and under his watch the arrest rate within the confines of Haven has doubled. He is a loyal supporter of Alan Brooks and a man of action. In his early fifties, Rick Alverez is built like a brick shit-house and oozes toughness and ball breaking intensity.

Director of Public Health: Lisa Goodwin
A hard-nosed woman from the brutal professional landscape of the Insurance Business, Lisa is a veteran watchdog successful lured from the Private Health sector. An attractive ice-queen, she has long been rumored to be a lesbian and is every bit as capable of standing her ground as Rick Alverez and Alan Winters himself. She is not a member of the Conservative party but has come to admire Winter's willingness to get the job done.

Social Climate:
The Conservative leanings of the city's occupants have effectively spilled into its social life. Men and women who make the trip across the river to entertain themselves within Blood Haven's nightclubs are severely scorned. Many, infact, do so as anonymously as possible. Bars, nightclubs, and even movie theaters are encouraged to offer "a PG-13" setting while more adult indulgences are severely frowned upon.

This, however, remains a relatively recent trend that has sent a significant crowd of adults into the underground in order to live their life free of the scrutiny.

Army:
While a sliver of what it once was, Haven does maintain a standing army of about 2,000 men and women. Most of these soldiers, while well-trained and funded, remain part-time guardsmen and women. The average soldier either plays look-out from its place along the wall or wave Haven's flag now and again between drills.

Name: Lilith
Height: 5'6
Weight: 125lb
Race: Angel/Fallen
Orientation: Straight/submissive (if you can get her to let down her guard enough to have sex anyway)

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Bio: Once an Arch Angel she has been a warrior for longer than humans have recorded their history. She can remember the streets of Heaven paved red in the blood of more battles than just the one that cast Lucifer down, though she missed that particular battle by being born nearly a thousand years too late.

Just what was she thrown from Heaven for? That is the one question she will never answer and is the surest way to force her from a room.

Earthbound, she is still a warrior, though now one for hire. She sells her services to those who can pay her exorbitant fees for anything from simple body-guarding to assassination. She has a reputation for being quiet about herself though quite willing to talk about anything else, and for never missing her mark once a Hunt has begun. She's never lost a client and fully intends to keep her reputation intact while in Haven.

Personality: Quiet and usually tactful, she can also be fairly blunt if the situation, or person, calls for it. She enjoys being underestimated despite her lethal reputation and is never unarmed. Even when she sleeps a blade in strapped to her thigh or forearm, every hat she owns has a garrote wire threaded into it, and it's not unheard of for her to twist one into her hair as well. She doesn't think like a human does and her sense of humor is...unique, and sometimes considered inappropriate to those who once were human.

As "prepared" as she always is for violence, she also has a deeply wanton side to her personality. Sex is something she deeply craves and enjoys in nearly all it's variety though she has a preference for her partners to be male. She's had sex with women before (at her age how not?!) and doesn't mind sharing a man, or men, with another woman (group sex isn't off the menu for Lil) she just isn't interested in another woman being her primary focus. If you can get past the weapons she likes things rough and with a decided S&M twist, most of the time...sometimes slow and gentle is just her speed as well though.

Distinguishing Marks: She has a tattoo of a large cala lily on her right hip. The tattoo is old and the color slightly faded but the intricate design, if you look closely you'll find the edges of the lily's bloom are actually elongated images of angels she once knew, is dear to her and was done in the old way, with a tapper and small mallet to make the needles pierce her skin.

Abilities: She can change her appearance when she wishes, and often does if it aids a hunt, but her actual base form (see the pic) is the one she prefers to wear most of the time. She's excellent with most weaponry (she's had plenty of time to learn and practice) but has a decided preference for knives. She can use guns, and owns several, when the situation calls for it but finds them generally distasteful.

She has mild persuasive abilities, not necessarily being able to change someone's mind but able to make her own ideas sound more appealing. She can't make a well-adjusted, happy, person commit suicide but can exacerbate depression to that point, or increase anger or paranoia if they're already there.

Here's my humble offering, hopefully its good enough.



Name: Isaac Redgrave
Race: Vampire
Height: 6ft
Appearance: Isaac’s most obvious identifying feature is colour, or the lack of it, Isaac was born with OCA1b TS, more commonly known as albinism, something that got him in to quite a bit of trouble back in his early years. He normally keeps the signs of it hidden, dyeing his white hair, wearing tinted glasses to hide his red eyes, luckily being a vampire comes with pale skin or he would have to get a fake tan.

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Sexual preference: Straight
Age: 604
Profession: Trader/arms dealer/mercenary/shop owner/anything you can pay for.

History:
The exact story of how Isaac came to be a card carrying member of the undead is known only to him, all that’s known is that long ago there was talk of a half mad pirate who just happened to always attack at night and leave nothing but bloodless corpses, not that odd considering some of the stories surrounding pirates, but the fact that he was said to have been floating around and attacking ships for almost 120 years was.

It was shortly after those old wives tales stopped that Isaac returned to the land, surfacing in Haven four hundred years ago, drawn by the scent of war, death and gold. As the war ended and Talon assumed control, Isaac’s interest in Haven waned, so he decided to leave, but he was at a loss about what to do with all the riches he had accumulated during the war, so he spent it on what he viewed as worthless, land.

He bought quite a bit of land, some of it was in the more developed areas, but most was merely the empty fields around the city (empty at the time anyway) once the deeds were signed and official, he entrusted them to the new ‘monarch’ of Haven, along with a few other trinkets he couldn’t be bothered to take, saying that he should use them for the better interests of the city, and that he would return for them one day when he was bored enough. Then without so much as a goodbye, he left.

For the next two hundred years he stayed away, instead travelling the world, sometimes working as a mercenary, sometimes hatching his own nefarious schemes, and often just acting according to his whims, some of which became quite infamous, such as the time he faked the kidnapping and death of the entire royal family England, right down to the 23rd from the throne, just to give them back in the middle of the 24th coronation ceremony.

Eventually though he did return to Haven, he didn’t bother reclaiming his lands though, with the exception of a single store to sell some of the things he had picked up in his travels, and he did take back the other items he had left behind. From then on he remained in Haven, most of the time anyway, he would often disappear for up to years at a time for work or a whim, but always coming back with more junk to fill his store with.


Abilities: Isaac has the standard vampiric gifts, such as strength and speed ect ect, and he can grow a whole mouthful of sharp, shark like teeth if he feels like it, but his more advanced tricks reflect the life he leads, he can’t fly or anything like that, and he’s no better at magic than anyone else (he has quite a few good books and manuals on the subject though) what he can do is heal, he can heal anything and he does it fast, impale him, he’ll pull out the blade and the blood will stop in seconds, rip off his arm, he’ll grow a new one and punch you in the face at the same time.

Kayla Hayes

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Name: Kayla Hayes
Age: 23
Species: Human
Occupation: The mortal assistant to Talon.

Appearance: pale in every sense. Pale white hair, fairer than fair skin, pale blue eyes. Some would say she was a mere passing though, easily overlooked if not intentionally viewed.


Kayla serves her superior in all ways.
Courier.
Security.
Sustenance, if need be.

She has a rare hh bloodtype, which means the lack of antigens in her blood provides a purer bloodsource for those who need it. She is often found to be silent, rarely speaking unless absolutely necessary. That doesn't mean she doesn't express herself, however. Her blunt ways can easily explain what's on the girl's mind.

She hates being mortal. She wants to be strong like Talon, like all vampires. "The Greater Race", as she dubs them. Humans are frail and easily destroyed. She trains and fights to prove her own worth, but secretly laments on not being as strong as the one above her.


Abilities:
Kayla has no incredible supernatural abilities, but the strict training she has pushed upon herself has left her with near vampire's agility, above average human sense of sight and hearing.

She can handle just about any weapon. If it's unfamiliar, she'll adapt it to something she knows- even if its simply a blunt attack.

Kennedy Vella'mourte

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Name: Ken Vella'Mourte
Race: Were-wolf
Height: 6ft 4
Appearance:Shoulder length brown hair, piercing yellow eyes, a gift from his Fathers side of his bloodline. usually wears sharp looking suits, dress suit, pants and loafers

Abilitys: Being of a Stronger bloodline he is able to concentrate his ability to shift so that he can shift certain bodyparts to wolf and back without having to undergo the full shift i.e fingernails to claws, teeth, etc. Possess incredible strength, speed, and stamina from his wolf blood, increased senses, hearing, sight, smell, touch, taste Also very gifted in the Sarcasm and cynicism department. Ken has 3 forms, his human form (pictured above) Bi-pedal Form and lastly Standard Wolf form

Sexual preference: Straight
Age: 706
Profession: Classified

History: Ken was born to one of the purer lines of were-wolves. Raised by his father he was taught different forms of combat techniques and taught to develope his wolven senses to their peak. His father had long believed if wolves where to survive they needed to be trained young and taught to survive by any means neccesary. Once he hit his Teenage years he was shunned from his family after a fight with his brother left him dead his throat torn out.

Now, Century's later ken was classified a Rogue. he belonged to no pack and had no family. Although he could care less Ken has worked odd jobs throughout his life, some dirtier then others but now. here in the walls of Blood haven ken pretty much stays to himself. Having met talon only a few times he cared not for the male nor his way of life but instead choose the life of Labor, once more returning to his "Mercanary" life, body guard, gun for hire, different odds and ends, he chooses to live alone, but............maybe that will change

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Edit 1: Can any of you lovely souls tell me how the heck to embed a picture of Loren, if I find one that suits me?
Edit 2: I found one, and the helpful little button at the top is a lying little liar telling lies out of its lie-hole. It is embedding no more than a candy-like red "X" which is making me quite cross.

Name: Loren Meraviglia
True Name: Lorevais (This is a carefuly guarded secret. A weakness of her kind
is the ease with which they can be controlled by one who knows their True
Name.)
Race: Dreamborn Fae

Appearance: Loren is a small woman, standing five feet, two inches, and seven-eights. Those who call her short are not necessarily chastised- it is, after all, sometimes an advantage to be underestimated and dismissed. The youthfulness of her features, a delicate arrangement of high, arching cheekbones, nearly overlarge eyes, a thin and straight nose, and a little cupid's-bow mouth, adds to this sense of innocence, of tender years and fragile bones. Indeed, her shape is just barely too full to be called boyish- her breasts scant handfuls, her hips compactly curved- and overall, there isn't so much as an ounce of intimidation to her. Of course, those who evaluate strictly on appearance don't last overlong in Haven.

Loren's black hair holds a nearly liquid sheen and falls in a bone-straight, sharply geometric bob which terminates at the point of her pixielike chin, angling up to almost bare the pale joining of her neck and skull. Its color is interrupted by a single, two-inch wide streak of white- not grey, not bleached blonde, but white- just to the side of her left eye, and while it is regular and precise, it is also a natural result of her birth from dreams of chase, of terror, of pounding footfalls in dark forests, of helpless, futile, endless running. The overlarge eyes are a doelike brown- that is not at all natural. Loren's eyes are a molten, shifting silver color, a shade so starkly abnormal and so transfixing that to be pierced by her gaze is to question sanity. To avoid that effect, and the questions it would bring, she applies custom-fitted brown contacts every morning.

That delicate, slender shape is carefully concealed as well, her clothing tending toward the practical and modest- Loren's occupation is that of coordinator of the Welcome Rest shelter, soup kitchen, and community center. Funded exclusively on donations (which Loren displays the tenaciousness of a panther in pursuing) and run with the cheerful and seemingly endless force of Loren's own blood, sweat, and tears, the Welcome Rest serves lunch and dinner, provides afterschool tutoring and entertainment for children with nowhere in particular to be, and offers twenty five beds for those who need a little bit of help. Of course, a little bit of help is the strict upper limit of those whom Loren shelters- they are expected to work, and pushed (mostly) gently along a path to self-reliance and self-improvement. She prides herself on a stunning number of successful "graduates", who form the largest part of Loren's volunteer staff.

Most everyone can expect a warm greeting, a soft smile, and a truly sympathetic ear from Loren. Most everyone will be plied with cookies and sandwiches, with coffee for the road. Most everyone sees her name in a blurb, or hears her sparkling laugh at a social function, and feels a sneaky sweep of love and friendliness. But there is one who cannot count himself among the masses that Loren soothes and succors, and for him, that delicate body, that prettily turned jaw, those perceptive eyes work steadily toward his discovery, capture, and destruction.

Powers:
Like most Dreamborn, Loren has never aged, and doesn't expect to. The appearance she holds now is the same as the one she held when she woke, naked and screaming, in the cold light of Dream's forest. She is not immortal, though she is not as fragile as most humans- her strength is more than would be expected from her frame, but her flexibility and toughness are on par with creatures three times her size. Silver draws her blood, cold iron mutes her abilities and, if applied long enough, will poison her to a slow, agonizing, and wrenching death. She may or may not be dreamed again, but the process would be an exceedingly unpleasant one.

Being a creature of Dream, she has nearly limitless control of a subject's perceptions and sensations while they sleep. She cannot cause real physical harm in a dream, but she can create very very real pain and emotion- there are many mortals who have slipped away from adrenaline-triggered heart attacks or rage-born aneurysms under the direction of a Dreamborn. Loren's spirit is too soft to employ her skills that way, but she is not above directing a dream if it would give her information or insight that she believes will further a noble cause.

When moving about in physical form, Loren's powers are less ranging than they are in dreams. She can amplify or tame an existing emotion through prolonged touch with a mortal subject, and she can sense the different sorts of supernaturals by the relative amount of "Dream" they exude- ghosts being the most noticable, as they create a disturbing "feedback", Vampires causing her to feel a slipping, stomach-flipping dread, Shifters generally producing a feeling of wildness. Other forms of supernatural may be hard for her to pin down, but Loren is always able to detect a nonhuman presence.

Her prime defensive ability is to recede into dream. It is a process that requires at least a modicum of focus, and takes up to two minutes to complete. As Loren recedes, her form becomes steadily less corporeal, becoming more and more transparent, then a collection of something not unlike pale stars, and finally nothingness. Loren can perform this transition when she requires escape from a dangerous situation, but because it takes so long, it's obviously a last resort- and physical harm can be enacted till the last moment. Any loss of consciousness would halt the process, reverting Loren to physicality and rendering her effectively helpless. Of course, when Loren is well-rested and healthy, the process is faster, when she is wounded, overworked, or in the presence of beings of exceptional evil, the process is slower. Since Loren's ability to match strength with more powerful supernaturals is obviously less than excellent, she may choose to appear to them in Dream until their friendliness can be ascertained. She's also not one for picking fights, unless the call to defend another is made.

Lace, I find the button on the display to be an annoying, PITA for pictures. If you have a photobucket account (they're free) it's much easier to simply use the link code you can get there to embed an image into your post than to mess with the actual buttons...but I say that because I can never make them work myself!

BB, you made a place for us to post bios and such but didn't post your own! Get your tush in here and correct this error or we won't line up for spankings from you!!!

Here's mine again.

Name: Deagan Roarke
Species: Werewolf
Age: 36
Apearance: http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/PirateQueen65/Personal/GD35.jpg

Bio: for centuries werewolves were slaves, pets, or at best second class citizens under Vampire rule until Roarke's Great great great great great grandfather Deagan (Roarke was named after him) rebelled against his vampire overseers and started a bitter feud between his pack and any and all vampires. A bitter feud only matched by the long bloody history between human and well...everyone else.

Even though Vampires and the other races were faster or stronger or had a host of other advantages the humans had two things going for them numbers and their fiendish ingenuity with all things scientific. Roarke's pack, once the largest to be found in his father's day were gathering for the festival of the lunar eclipse when they fell victim to a vicious and cowardly terrorist bombing from the HLM (Human Liberation Movement). Only a tenth of his pack survived, most dying a lingering painful death including Roarke's father.

As only a cub of six years old, bereft without his father and 90% of the only people he had ever known, Roarke and his pack was on the brink of extinction when a Vampire (of all things) offered him and his pack sanctuary within his domain in a city right on the border.

Since taking Talon up on his offer his pack was steadily recuperating in Talon's city of Haven as his guests for the past thirty years. Officially Roarke was a ward of a vampire, but he had grown up in the traditions of his pack despite talon's best efforts to cosmopolitanize him growing up, and the day he or any of his pack bows their knees again to a vampire would be over his dead broken bleeding body. Even if that vampire was their current protector-and maybe not so bad (though Roarke would never admit that out loud)-but there are humans out there where the words NEVER AGAIN! have as a special significance as they did to him.

Lace, try this: [IMG ]"link"[/IMG ]

Just take out the spaces and swap "link" for the pic's URL.

MaskOfSand and caela: Thanks for the help, but no dice. I may have to make a Photobucket account after all...

Veroe: Who -is- that in the picture? He's a dreamboat...

He's an actor named Christian Kane from a TV show named Leverage (One of my favorites) I chose him because he looks gruff, tough, down to earth, and in the show he's really badass...exactly the type of guy I'd picture as a Werewolf.

Here's a link to the website: http://www.tnt.tv/series/leverage/

Veroe said:

He's an actor named Christian Kane from a TV show named Leverage (One of my favorites) I chose him because he looks gruff, tough, down to earth, and in the show he's really badass...exactly the type of guy I'd picture as a Werewolf.

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He's HOT...and I love that show!

laceandcogs said:

MaskOfSand and caela: Thanks for the help, but no dice. I may have to make a Photobucket account after all...

Veroe: Who -is- that in the picture? He's a dreamboat...

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Curious. What type of image is it? Can you put up the link as it is?

caela said:

He's HOT...and I love that show!

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Yeah Leverage is a great show, with a great cast all around.

Veroe said:

Yeah Leverage is a great show, with a great cast all around.

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Agreed. Sadly I am woefully behind because I have to wait for the seasons to come out on DVD or for Netflix to upload them for instant viewing lol. Still I love the concept and the characters...the actors have excellent chemistry together and play off each other well too.

MaskofSand said:

Curious. What type of image is it? Can you put up the link as it is?

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I googled it.... http://www.hairfinder.com/info/hairstyle-colour7.htm That is the image.

Ah.
That's the problem!

Here, try this in that IMG code thing I gave you. http://www.hairfinder.com/info/hairdesign7.jpg