Post by Shay Loran on Jun 15, 2009 9:48:51 GMT -5
Character's Name; Konstance Blythe
Name you want to be called; Just Shaylah.
Character’s Nickname(s); Konstance.. She doesn't take 'nicknames' very well.
Race; Lycan.
Grade; We'll start her out a Junior in this one. :3
Age; 17 lovely years. :]
Birthday; April 19, 1992.
History; Konstance was born in the United States, to Charles Blythe and Venetta Green-Blythe. (Both of her parents were hereditary lycans as well. She comes from a long line of wolves, related to Hansons and the Valancoures. ) When she turned 10, her mother and father could sense the change coming, and explained to her what they were.
This did not dramatically change Konstance, she continued on with a normal life in school, with her peers, but little differences could be noticed. Over the years, they were explained as just, 'figuring out who she was'. She changed the type of music she listened to, the way she dressed, she surrounded herself with different people, not liking the personalities of her old friends anymore. Being more mature, she realized she wanted nothing to do with people like that.
When she turned sixteen, her parents informed her they were moving to Cold Creek, because there were others like them there. Though the idea did not exactly thrill her, she came across it easily. Upon her moving, she decided to spend some time to herself. They had moved during the summer, which made life easier. Until school started back. She found it more difficult to live here, than in her old home town. Probably because she was used to acting more human, even appearing human. She could see the others like her, and know they were like her here. It made her nervous, on edge. She promised her parents that she would, at the very least, graduate high school, and she is holding to that promise. (Nothing drastic has altered her, or her life yet, other than the change.)
Important Relationships; Konstance is not very close with either of her parents, but she doesn't respect them for bringing her into this world and raising her. Considering she just moved here, her only important relationship is going to be her cousin, Oktavian Shadow. (His audition next.)
Mannerisms; Easy to get alone with, a smile that makes people feel more at easy around her, but at the same time she can have an expression that scares others away from her. The air around her can keep people either comfortable, or disturbed, depending on her mood. Basically, she is very easy to be around.
Fears/Dislikes; The ocean, sharks, clowns, being in groups of over ten people.
Likes; Basketball, reading, writing, drawing, Oktavian Shadow, people in the general sense, the freedom of her wolven form, and boys.
Hobbies; Reading, writing, running.
Music; Rock, Metal, Alternative, and every category between those. Also Techno, but no hip-hop, R&B, or rap.
Appearance; Black curly hair, but she straightens it a lot. Pale skin, stretched over her bones making her an alabaster sort of color. Eyes, silver. Not grey, or icy blue, silver, in the rawest form. She's not very tall, only reaching around 5'2 and being exceptionally slender. She weighed in at 117 lbs. Though she is distinctly feminine, she has a child like facial appearance from time to time. Another reason she gets her way often. She usually dresses in jeans and a band t-shirt, occasionally you'll find her in tripp pants, but not the baggy ugly kind. She is never seen in any kind of shoes except Converse, or some form of converse. Sometimes, when she is in the mood, she'll change her dressing moods completely and go full out hollister shirt, areopostle shorts, and flip-flops. Really just depends on how creative she is that day.
Personality; She is a people person. She always knows how to soothe, or calm a person.. Well, humans anyways. She gets along with them the best, but when it comes to her own kind she's stumbling over her own words and shrinking into the back as to not be noticed. She has a smile that can trigger a smile right back in anyone, and an air around her that is easy for people to pick up on. For example; if she is in a hostile mood, no one will go around her, even if she has the brightest smile on her face. It's in the air around her, people can feel it. Though she is good with people, she prefers to be alone. Not being close to anyone but her cousin, Oktavian Shadow, she decides she is better off alone most the time. She does get out and involve herself in high school activities, but passed that she usually is at home doing something that she enjoys doing on her own time. She doesn't live for others, she lives for herself, though if it was required of her, she'd gladly jump infront of a bullet for any of them there. Even a silver one. Ha ha. She's fun, but clear-headed. She makes decisions after thinking out every possible outcome of the situation. She's intelligent, and plans things out before executing them. She is never what she appears to be, so don't think you know her. She'll change so much in a blink of an eye, you won't recognize her. Not physically, of course.
Sample RP intro;
"Get up, Konstance." The voice called from the doorway, meaning the woman knew that she wasn't actually up and around yet. How pestering she could be at times. It made Konstance really want to take a snap at her mother from time to time, but she wouldn't. She loved and respected her mother enough not to do that, but she wasn't below arguing.
"It's saturday, mom." It was a low sleepy grumble. She didn't want to get up.
"I know, and it's eight a.m. I've already let you sleep in, now get up!" Her mother said pointedly. Venetta left the room, daring Konstance to not get up.
For a moment, she did just lay there, but then with an annoyed sigh, she threw her legs over the side of her bed, and pulled herself up. She ran a hand through her mass of black curls, frowning as she did so. She glared at the mirror, reflecting the image. Ugh, she looked horrible. With a slight groan, she got out of bed, then went to fix to freshen herself up in the bathroom.
Once she felt squeaky clean, and had some fresh clothes on, she made her way down the hall. She stopped, at the only other bedroom upstairs and tapped on the door knob. "Hey, Okty, come on. Breakfast is ready." She muttered, but there was no response. Oh sure, her mother would tear her out of bed and make her do whatever she desired, but let poor Okty sleep all day long. She gave an exasperated sigh, and continued down the stairs for breakfast. There were pancakes and bacon on the table for her, and she took a seat eating them quickly, not giving her mother a chance to nag on her for eating, today. "Oh Konnie, could you do me a favor?" Her mother asked.
Konstance brightened up to the best of her advantage. "Sure mom, what is it?" She asked, flashing a smile. Her mother smiled in return, a reaction any one had when seeing her smile.
"I need you to go to your school, and pick up a form for Oktavian." She said.
"Do what?" Konstance choked out, being as how Oktavian was only seventeen, too.
"Well, he needs to finish high school, and I think last night he agreed to.. So he will be going to school with you this year." Her mother gave an excited smile, the light in her eyes not hiding the true emotions there. She really was psyched about this decision.
"Sure, mom. I'll be back in no time." She left in her dad's Titan, because she used the excuse to drive the Nissan anytime she could. On the way there, though, she couldn't help but remember Oktavian's last discussion about high school.
-Flashback-
"It'd be good for you." Konnie sighed, pleading with him now. "Come on, Charles and Venetta would be so pleased."
"I'm not their son." Oktavian had growled, those perfect features of his lighting up the room. It was easy, even for Konstance to tell, that her cousin was a beautiful male. Not that she was attracted to him, just appreciated the fact.
"But they are raising you like one, more than Sabor can say." It was a low blow, but it might do the trick.
"Konstance, are you even listening to yourself? I'm not going back to school. I can't control myself there, I can't act normal. When am I ever going to use that education again in my entire life? I am an animal, Konstance. I am always going to be. There is nothing in that school for me, and I will be completely damned before I go there." He had exploded, anger in his voice as he glared at her.
"Fine." Konstance glowered, going back to her room for the night. Screw him too.
-Flashback ends-
He had been so sure that night, he had wanted nothing to do with human activities at all. But here he was.. What was she missing? Something, was definitely up.
Celebrity Playby; uh.. Well, I don't really know a celebrity that reminds me of Konstance. Can I get back to you on this one?
Name you want to be called; Just Shaylah.
Character’s Nickname(s); Konstance.. She doesn't take 'nicknames' very well.
Race; Lycan.
Grade; We'll start her out a Junior in this one. :3
Age; 17 lovely years. :]
Birthday; April 19, 1992.
History; Konstance was born in the United States, to Charles Blythe and Venetta Green-Blythe. (Both of her parents were hereditary lycans as well. She comes from a long line of wolves, related to Hansons and the Valancoures. ) When she turned 10, her mother and father could sense the change coming, and explained to her what they were.
This did not dramatically change Konstance, she continued on with a normal life in school, with her peers, but little differences could be noticed. Over the years, they were explained as just, 'figuring out who she was'. She changed the type of music she listened to, the way she dressed, she surrounded herself with different people, not liking the personalities of her old friends anymore. Being more mature, she realized she wanted nothing to do with people like that.
When she turned sixteen, her parents informed her they were moving to Cold Creek, because there were others like them there. Though the idea did not exactly thrill her, she came across it easily. Upon her moving, she decided to spend some time to herself. They had moved during the summer, which made life easier. Until school started back. She found it more difficult to live here, than in her old home town. Probably because she was used to acting more human, even appearing human. She could see the others like her, and know they were like her here. It made her nervous, on edge. She promised her parents that she would, at the very least, graduate high school, and she is holding to that promise. (Nothing drastic has altered her, or her life yet, other than the change.)
Important Relationships; Konstance is not very close with either of her parents, but she doesn't respect them for bringing her into this world and raising her. Considering she just moved here, her only important relationship is going to be her cousin, Oktavian Shadow. (His audition next.)
Mannerisms; Easy to get alone with, a smile that makes people feel more at easy around her, but at the same time she can have an expression that scares others away from her. The air around her can keep people either comfortable, or disturbed, depending on her mood. Basically, she is very easy to be around.
Fears/Dislikes; The ocean, sharks, clowns, being in groups of over ten people.
Likes; Basketball, reading, writing, drawing, Oktavian Shadow, people in the general sense, the freedom of her wolven form, and boys.
Hobbies; Reading, writing, running.
Music; Rock, Metal, Alternative, and every category between those. Also Techno, but no hip-hop, R&B, or rap.
Appearance; Black curly hair, but she straightens it a lot. Pale skin, stretched over her bones making her an alabaster sort of color. Eyes, silver. Not grey, or icy blue, silver, in the rawest form. She's not very tall, only reaching around 5'2 and being exceptionally slender. She weighed in at 117 lbs. Though she is distinctly feminine, she has a child like facial appearance from time to time. Another reason she gets her way often. She usually dresses in jeans and a band t-shirt, occasionally you'll find her in tripp pants, but not the baggy ugly kind. She is never seen in any kind of shoes except Converse, or some form of converse. Sometimes, when she is in the mood, she'll change her dressing moods completely and go full out hollister shirt, areopostle shorts, and flip-flops. Really just depends on how creative she is that day.
Personality; She is a people person. She always knows how to soothe, or calm a person.. Well, humans anyways. She gets along with them the best, but when it comes to her own kind she's stumbling over her own words and shrinking into the back as to not be noticed. She has a smile that can trigger a smile right back in anyone, and an air around her that is easy for people to pick up on. For example; if she is in a hostile mood, no one will go around her, even if she has the brightest smile on her face. It's in the air around her, people can feel it. Though she is good with people, she prefers to be alone. Not being close to anyone but her cousin, Oktavian Shadow, she decides she is better off alone most the time. She does get out and involve herself in high school activities, but passed that she usually is at home doing something that she enjoys doing on her own time. She doesn't live for others, she lives for herself, though if it was required of her, she'd gladly jump infront of a bullet for any of them there. Even a silver one. Ha ha. She's fun, but clear-headed. She makes decisions after thinking out every possible outcome of the situation. She's intelligent, and plans things out before executing them. She is never what she appears to be, so don't think you know her. She'll change so much in a blink of an eye, you won't recognize her. Not physically, of course.
Sample RP intro;
"Get up, Konstance." The voice called from the doorway, meaning the woman knew that she wasn't actually up and around yet. How pestering she could be at times. It made Konstance really want to take a snap at her mother from time to time, but she wouldn't. She loved and respected her mother enough not to do that, but she wasn't below arguing.
"It's saturday, mom." It was a low sleepy grumble. She didn't want to get up.
"I know, and it's eight a.m. I've already let you sleep in, now get up!" Her mother said pointedly. Venetta left the room, daring Konstance to not get up.
For a moment, she did just lay there, but then with an annoyed sigh, she threw her legs over the side of her bed, and pulled herself up. She ran a hand through her mass of black curls, frowning as she did so. She glared at the mirror, reflecting the image. Ugh, she looked horrible. With a slight groan, she got out of bed, then went to fix to freshen herself up in the bathroom.
Once she felt squeaky clean, and had some fresh clothes on, she made her way down the hall. She stopped, at the only other bedroom upstairs and tapped on the door knob. "Hey, Okty, come on. Breakfast is ready." She muttered, but there was no response. Oh sure, her mother would tear her out of bed and make her do whatever she desired, but let poor Okty sleep all day long. She gave an exasperated sigh, and continued down the stairs for breakfast. There were pancakes and bacon on the table for her, and she took a seat eating them quickly, not giving her mother a chance to nag on her for eating, today. "Oh Konnie, could you do me a favor?" Her mother asked.
Konstance brightened up to the best of her advantage. "Sure mom, what is it?" She asked, flashing a smile. Her mother smiled in return, a reaction any one had when seeing her smile.
"I need you to go to your school, and pick up a form for Oktavian." She said.
"Do what?" Konstance choked out, being as how Oktavian was only seventeen, too.
"Well, he needs to finish high school, and I think last night he agreed to.. So he will be going to school with you this year." Her mother gave an excited smile, the light in her eyes not hiding the true emotions there. She really was psyched about this decision.
"Sure, mom. I'll be back in no time." She left in her dad's Titan, because she used the excuse to drive the Nissan anytime she could. On the way there, though, she couldn't help but remember Oktavian's last discussion about high school.
-Flashback-
"It'd be good for you." Konnie sighed, pleading with him now. "Come on, Charles and Venetta would be so pleased."
"I'm not their son." Oktavian had growled, those perfect features of his lighting up the room. It was easy, even for Konstance to tell, that her cousin was a beautiful male. Not that she was attracted to him, just appreciated the fact.
"But they are raising you like one, more than Sabor can say." It was a low blow, but it might do the trick.
"Konstance, are you even listening to yourself? I'm not going back to school. I can't control myself there, I can't act normal. When am I ever going to use that education again in my entire life? I am an animal, Konstance. I am always going to be. There is nothing in that school for me, and I will be completely damned before I go there." He had exploded, anger in his voice as he glared at her.
"Fine." Konstance glowered, going back to her room for the night. Screw him too.
-Flashback ends-
He had been so sure that night, he had wanted nothing to do with human activities at all. But here he was.. What was she missing? Something, was definitely up.
Celebrity Playby; uh.. Well, I don't really know a celebrity that reminds me of Konstance. Can I get back to you on this one?
