At the moment, I am only posting what I already have on my character bios in game, along with some art and screenshots. I may add more character information later. Will also update as I work more on characters.
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Hakeem : Male Xoloitzcuintli : 53 months
A rising monarch not yet ready to step up to the role of patriarch, hosting a fear of the unknown
and an inability to use the strength that he knows as a way to govern
himself and his kingdom.
Indecisive, insecure, physically strong, resigned. Reluctantly
diplomatic with major decisions, hot-headed in personal disputes.
Not seeking a mate.
Open for role play.
"Look at the jasmine, whose branches are green
??as topaz, and its stems and leaves --
while its blossoms are white as bdellium.
??With carnelian red in its shoot
it looks like a palid boy who's shedding
??the blood of innocent men with his hand."
- "Jasmine," Shmu'el Hanagid
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Solomon : Male Demon : ?
He has existed for millennia, housed somewhere within the cosmos where starlight
fills his eyes and the void of space takes place of a heart. A contractual god, wishgiver, soul thief.
A devotee to the darkness between the stars.
Quick-thinking, slow-moving, pitiless, apathetic.
Unapologetically logical, seeing only the bigger picture.
Not seeking a mate.
Open for role play.
"But I can hold my breath and ascend like wind to the black hole
And play galaxaphones on the fire escapes of your soul
Blowing tunes through lunar wombs, impregnating stars
Giving birth to suns, that darken the skins that skin our drums
And we be beating infinity over sacred hums
Spinning funk like myrrh until Jesus comes."
- "Ohm," Saul Williams
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Rose : Female Wolf: 67 Months
On the run with too much blood on her claws and not enough on her mind. She takes life blow by
blow, going where the wind takes her, refusing to look at her past except to make sure
it isn't still chasing her.
Loud, brash, quick-tempered, high-spirited, cocky. Something bitter
boils behind her fiery nature.
Not seeking a mate.
Open for role play.
"You never can take the fight out the fish
Chomping at the drill bit,
Never one to still sit,
You can test my metal with a magnet and some tin snips
Ink test, all I see is canines and some wing tips
Pilot pen in pocket, I'm riding instinct and Ink jets"
- "Fighting Fish," Dessa
