Werewolf Orion Black
Character description
Orion was a bit like the stars.
Mysterious. Bright. Illuminative.
He lifted his face, revealing it to the pale moonlight. It spilled over him, making his body seem that much brighter than it already was. His face, his hair, his skin, they were all bright. Bright, pale blue eyes. Bright, light blonde hair, and bright, pale skin. His mother always used to tell him 'You could light even the darkest days.'
He wasn't so sure he could even light up a closet now. His mood was never as happy and cheery as it usually was. Not since that night. That one, damn, fateful night. It seemed to suck everything out of him.
/Flashback, yah?/
" 'No! Please! Don't hurt me!' Orion yelled, blinking a drop or two of blood from running down into his eyes. Tears were streaming down his cheeks in rivers, and he was pushing himself up against the wall as much as possible. The person...No, /thing/ in front of him, was running his hands up and down his body, smirking just right, so that he would flash his canines.
They were sharper than they should be. And a bit longer. He probably spent too much time in his wolf form. Or, that's the only explination he had.
This guy...This.../Thing/ that was violating every part of Orion's exposed body was a twisted, sick, masochistic freak. He was one of those people that would carve his name into his lover's back, just to show the world that this person was /his/ property. And vice versa.
Which was what he was doing now. Except it wasn't his name. It was a strange simbol. Circle shaped, and with very eccentric designs on the inside. He said something about it being the symbol of Orion's life now.
The man in front of him forced his lips upon Orion's, locking them in a kiss that wasn't wanted. And his hands now made their way down his body, past his hips, but above his knees. He jumped, cutting his chest and back in various ways, giving his blood more ways to escape from his body.
A moment passed, and everything cut to black, and the pain went away.
When he awakened he was wrapped in white bandages, spotted with red from his blood, and everything around him was a bright, sterile white. He was in the hospital. "
/End of crappy falshback, yah?/
That was the last night that he would be himself. His normal, bright, star-like self. The next ones to come were to be filled with rage, depression, and revengeful thoughts. He wasn't himself anymore.
The old Orion was outspoken, cheery, optimistic, healthy. The newer Orion was too skinny, never said a word, and was afraid to be touched by anyone. Not even his own mother could touch him.
Now the only bright thing he has is his appearance.
"If only you knew how much I need a light to the darkness, Ma...If only you knew..." He whispered softly into the night air, and got on his way once again.
Mysterious. Bright. Illuminative.
He lifted his face, revealing it to the pale moonlight. It spilled over him, making his body seem that much brighter than it already was. His face, his hair, his skin, they were all bright. Bright, pale blue eyes. Bright, light blonde hair, and bright, pale skin. His mother always used to tell him 'You could light even the darkest days.'
He wasn't so sure he could even light up a closet now. His mood was never as happy and cheery as it usually was. Not since that night. That one, damn, fateful night. It seemed to suck everything out of him.
/Flashback, yah?/
" 'No! Please! Don't hurt me!' Orion yelled, blinking a drop or two of blood from running down into his eyes. Tears were streaming down his cheeks in rivers, and he was pushing himself up against the wall as much as possible. The person...No, /thing/ in front of him, was running his hands up and down his body, smirking just right, so that he would flash his canines.
They were sharper than they should be. And a bit longer. He probably spent too much time in his wolf form. Or, that's the only explination he had.
This guy...This.../Thing/ that was violating every part of Orion's exposed body was a twisted, sick, masochistic freak. He was one of those people that would carve his name into his lover's back, just to show the world that this person was /his/ property. And vice versa.
Which was what he was doing now. Except it wasn't his name. It was a strange simbol. Circle shaped, and with very eccentric designs on the inside. He said something about it being the symbol of Orion's life now.
The man in front of him forced his lips upon Orion's, locking them in a kiss that wasn't wanted. And his hands now made their way down his body, past his hips, but above his knees. He jumped, cutting his chest and back in various ways, giving his blood more ways to escape from his body.
A moment passed, and everything cut to black, and the pain went away.
When he awakened he was wrapped in white bandages, spotted with red from his blood, and everything around him was a bright, sterile white. He was in the hospital. "
/End of crappy falshback, yah?/
That was the last night that he would be himself. His normal, bright, star-like self. The next ones to come were to be filled with rage, depression, and revengeful thoughts. He wasn't himself anymore.
The old Orion was outspoken, cheery, optimistic, healthy. The newer Orion was too skinny, never said a word, and was afraid to be touched by anyone. Not even his own mother could touch him.
Now the only bright thing he has is his appearance.
"If only you knew how much I need a light to the darkness, Ma...If only you knew..." He whispered softly into the night air, and got on his way once again.
Statistics
| Total loot: | 950.52 kgs of flesh |
| Victims bitten (via link): | 3 |
| Fights: | 3 |
| Victories: | 0 |
| Defeats: | 3 |
| Draws: | 0 |
| Gold gained: | ~ 0.00  |
| Gold lost: | ~ 0.00 |
| Damage to enemies: | 5.71 |
| Damage from enemies: | 249.11 |
The attributes of Orion Black:
| Character level: | Level 3 |
| Strength: |    (6) |
| Defence: | (6) |
| Agility: | (6) |
| Stamina: | (6) |
| Dexterity: | (6) |
| Experience: |   (29|45) |
The ancestral site statistics of Orion Black
| Attempted challenges: | 0 |
| Successful challenges: | 0 |
| Failed challenges: | 0 |
Profile
| Gender: | unknown |
| Age: | unknown Years |
| Hometown: | Your mom. |
| ICQ-number: | --- |
| MSN Messenger: | --- |
| Yahoo Messenger: | --- |
| AIM-Name: | KeyofYERRMOMMA |
| Jabber ID | --- |
| Skype ID | --- |
Arena
Orion Black has not yet achieved a special arena rank.
Orion Black has created 1 Werewolves so far:
| Indigo Moon | Level 2 | Loot 11.69 kgs of flesh |