I'm very late to the party, but are there any spots open still? I'd love to join but I am unsure if there are any slots still there for me to fill in :)

Name:

Fiachra [fee-uh-kra] O'Molloy [oh-muh-loy]

Nickname:

Fia [fee-uh] - shortened version of his first name, used by people who know him personally,

Molly - coworkers or better called competition.

Age:

25

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

No preference, doesn't dwell on it.

Species/Family:

Banshee

Appearance:

Fiachra is fine looking man, he holds himelf at a height of 5'10" with a narrow waist and hips that cause his shoulders to appear a slight bit broader than they truly are. Fixed to this framework are sheets of sleek musculature, trained regularly but never advancing beyond the vague definition of each muscle group. Perhaps he holds slightly more muscle in his legs and middle, a gift from his occupation of having to run fast and far.

His face shape is square with a slight lean to diamond, a sharp jaw and angular cheekbones that cause him to look sallow and gaunt. A strong nose sits in the centre with a clean straight profile ending in a point. Upon his head is a collection of dark brunette hair with gentle indications of sunbleaching in some areas where the brown is softened. Fiachra's hair just brushes the slope at the junction of his neck and shoulders, however it is frequently pulled back using a leather strap to form a small pony tail at the base of his neck. At the front, a few choppier chunks of hair are cut into place, almost resembling an attempt at styling his hair in some manner. Matching the colour of his hair, Fiachra's eyebrows are dark and thick, sitting flattly above his eyes, giving him a perpetually irritated expression.

Fiachra's eyes are large, particularly noticable with the large amount of sclera able to be seen beneath the iris without him looking upwards. The colour is a muddied green, some might argue they are more hazel, Fiachra doesn't concern himself with the definition. Flecked within the murky green are tiny brighter dots of colour, a more saturated grass green that are most commonly seen in strong sunlight [not that he will be able to experience that again after his power awoke].

Usually, Fiachra is dressed in a mixture of fabrics and animal pelts, anything he thinks is required for the season. Dispite the layering, he carries little else with him. A simple travelling pack with the essentials and a small money pouch which is secured to his collection of belts along with a dagger. One other thing he carries is a handheld wooden crossbow.

In regards to his voice, Fiachre carries a timbre beyond his age. Whilst at times his octave is smooth and welcoming to listen to, there is a ripped edge to the end of his sentences.

Following him is an air of warm, fresh spice. A mixture of lavender, herbs, leather and bergamont.

Personality:

Having been raised by his elder sister, Fiachra is a respectful young man with high standards for himself. Leaving his sister, Aoife, was a difficult decision. She contracted a harsh illness that leaves her unable to work, so Fiachra travels the lands and dirties his hands in order to send money back for her. His "sister" is in fact an older teenager that found him as a child when his family's home had burnt down and took him under her wing. Fiachra does not know this, he does not remember the fire.

Outwardly, Fiachra is a harsh creature with a sharp tongue. He will not hold his punches, both figuratively and literally. Unable to help the sarcastic comments that drip from his lips, his mouth moves before his brain can interject.

His work has led him down the path of cruelty and moral ambiguity. Trading information is more harmful than many seen to think. He has crossed paths with many mercenaries and the like, often facing their anger when he informs their target of their location in trade for a pretty penny. However, he does give the murderer's for hire the occassional tid bit of information here and there, if they ask nicely enough.

Strengths:

✓ Sonic scream - only briefly observed by Fiachra, still unsure what happened and why.

✓ Ability to sense other supernatural creatures - on occassion he has found himself staring at a person or a spot in the woods for a long period of time trying to place why it feels so strange.

✓ Invisibility - time limited.

✓ Well trained in the realm of espionage. He works as an information broker so he needs to have the skills associated. Well-spoken, charming and fleet-footed.

Weakness:

✖ Iron - can harm and maim. Not yet observed by Fiachra but he will soon find out.

✖ Light and sound sensitivity - once again, not a huge issue at the moment. The occassional wince at a loud laugh or cower from bright sunlight. It will progress and it will worsen as his powers awaken.

✖ Stubborn to no end, even if it ends up worsening his situation.

✖ Lack of size. Fiachra is a well muscled man, however he lacks the framework to progress any further. Whilst not weak, Fiachra is outclassed by many in terms of physical strength.

Other:

Halloween ^^ It's not really a big thing here, it was in my home country though ^^

Name: Tadashi Akiyama

Nicknames: T, Aki, Ashi

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Species/Family: Banshee

Appearance:

Tadashi's appearance has always been something others have gawked at. From a distance, he seems like a pretty average and plain guy, but up close?

His hair is naturally wavy and jet black in colour, framing his face and sometimes falling over and into his eyes.

Over his ears, he wears some rather plain black noise canceling headphones.

His eyes themselves though are breathtaking; like the sun itself was trapped inside, they seem to appear a most magnificent golden colour in almost any lighting. His pupils are narrow slits, blending a predatory look into his soft gazes and carefree expressions, rounding out only when faced by someone he very much cares for or when he is tempted by an object he very much desires. (Usually food or cool old school trinkets.)

His skin is a tanned ivory, and he has darker freckles scattered along his cheeks and nose. He has almost no scars minus the smallest knick which appears as a slightly jagged paler coloured line on the right side of his jaw.

He roughly stands at about 6'1, with a rather lanky build, yet despite his lankier build, he does have the smallest bit of muscles around his upper arms from some heavy lifting he usually does.

Personality:

Tadashi is an absolute jokester, he loves to crack bad jokes left and right, laughing off serious matters and never seeming to take anyone seriously.

Due to his nature, sometimes its inevitable that he ends up pushing the wrong buttons with a person and that alone can result in the odd spat or two.

However, despite his unseriousness, he does very well academically. Most people assume from the way he slacks off during most jobs, work or studies that he would automatically be set for failure, but he can gather and retain information incredibly well.

He finds joy in others annoyance, yet occasionally with those he deems himself close to, he may have the odd moment of seriousness when speaking with them.

Usually he tends to use his jokes and unserious nature to brush off deeper topics, not because hes a bad guy, but because he genuinely doesn't feel well equipped to deal with such situations.

If he can make them laugh or smile, then thats more than enough for him.

He LOVES cheap magic tricks. The kinds with "disappearing" items or the ones where they magically guess your card. As such, he loves to collect decks of different style cards and is overjoyed when gifted new ones too. He also sometimes dabbles with tarot cards, but more for fun than genuine interest in finding answers. He loves old trinkets and gadgets as well, often digging or sifting for old treasures which he will hyperfixate on for ages. From drawings sketches, diagrams to trying to dissect such treasures, he tends to be well knowledgeable on ancient artifacts and even has limited knowledge on ancient runes and languages.

Tadashi can be rather observant too. Adding into his gathering and retaining of information, he does the same with those he hangs out around. From small things like food preferences or favourite colour's, to small tells which might give away truer feelings that seem invisible to others. In very rare occasions, such information can be mixed in with his studies, meaning he can work up some pretty wicked strategies on the fly, however crazy they might sound at times.

He is an "all in or all out" kind of person. You ask someone if they'd jump off a cliff after their friend? Tadashi's the one who jumped first without hesitation. His reckless and thoughtless tendencies always end up 50/50 between miraculously working out without a hitch despite the scolding he gets afterwards, or a decent thrashing when everything turns tits side up and he needs rescuing from his own actions.

He can be pretty clueless at times. Oblivious in ways that'd make even monkeys look like absolute scholars. He'll usually go along with jokes not realizing, and ask questions that have most assuming he's joking only to soon find he's being dead serious.

Strengths:

~Gathers and retains information at impressive levels.

~Good for comic relief and bringing light to situations that might seem otherwise dreadful.

~Observant of those around him.

~Talented in strategising and creating plans on the fly.

~Lighterweight for his height, making maneuverability a bit more easier for him.

~Always first to face situations head on in place of his friends or peers.

~Can use his voice to stun or disorient enemies.

Weaknesses:

~Carefree and goofy nature can sometimes cause more conflict than necessary.

~Reckless, having a more "act first, think later" mentality.

~Struggles with serious conversations or deeper topics.

~Distracted easily by topics or items he finds interesting.

~Taller height sometimes makes smaller spaces harder to navigate.

~Reckless tendencies can sometimes [more often than not] result in worse case scenarios, injuries, entrapment etc.

~Sensitivity to loud sounds means he usually wears noise canceling headphones. This tends to block out the voices of others, so he's at a major disadvantage in that case. Sometimes people mistake it for him ignoring them.

~Sensitivity to light makes him spend most time indoors. Otherwise, he's rather nocturnal, and somehow picks up more energy at night. Bright lights from torches is enough to give him a grand migraine.

~Iron is his biggest no-no. Weapons, jewelry, cutlery, the whole lot. If its iron, he will give it the nastiest death glare in silence until one removes it from his vicinity.

Other:

Quite like Halloween, for the dressing up and all, even though it isn't as big a holiday over here :]

Update

Since more people are interested than I thought would be (thank you guys!!!) I will be adding one slot to each family and will update the character list ASAP.

Fiachra and Tadashi are accepted!

Update #2

Since the RP has already started, I will leave this open for sign-ups until Jan 30th

*^* May I res the last wolf spot?

Name:

Faelin Kelly

Nickname:

None currently, but open to them.

Age:

28

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Homosexual

Species/Family:

Wolf

Appearance:

Faelin's appearance is in stark contrast to his name, standing at 6'6" he is extremely lean. Accompanying the the height are sets of long limbs that end with large palmed hands and proportionate feet. His skin is a softened beige with cool undertones, enhanced by the perpetual eye bags that darken his face no matter how much sleep he manages to get.

His facial features are severe and angular, with a sharp jaw bone to top it off. Due to his lack of muscule mass, the sharper points of the bones beneath his skin appear more dramatic. Faelin's eyes are deep set that appear to always be narrowed, either from tiredness or skepticism. The colour of his irses are a muted steel blue, deepening in colour towards the outer ring.

Faelin's hair was blessed to be a deep cinnamon brown, gently curled. It is cut to where a few ribbons of curls hang down beside his temples and cheeks. It's overall length sits at approximately just below his jaw line.

His body composition is still athletic, but his stretched height means that his muscles appear more scrawny as they're pulled taut over the planes of his body. There are little prominent markins on his body, relative to others, but he does possess a large tattoo and a singular unfading scar.

Faelin's tattoo runs the entire length of his spine, a solid thick black line that runs from tail bone and into his hairline. It is rarely seen as Faelin does not pride himself on stomping around shirtless. The only hint towards his tattoos existence is the top that peek out from his clothing along the back of his neck before they dwindle to a sharp point that rises up into his hairline. He also has two thick black bands on each forearm. He received these tattoos as part of a coming of age with his blood family, they claimed it was a cleansing, a purification process. But all it reminds Faelin of is that they never truly cared for him, they were preparing him for slaughter in the name of a false god.

Faelin's scar is less impressive, an ~2 inch slice across the slender bones on the top of his right hand. It had originally cut down to bone and tendons. Certainly not acquired through something he would boast about. He was preparing meat that was brought back to the house by Amara and he was distracted by a particularly interesting looking bird that landed in front of him and he sliced through his own hand that was holding the meat in place. His friends still prod jokes about it, even though it happened 3 years ago.

His voice is tired, deep and crackling. In general, his smells of smoke, incense and tobacco but once he is rid of his belongings and clean after a days work, he leans to a cinnamon, clove, sandalwood and vanilla mixture.

Personality:

Faelin's past isn't of much interest, however it did sculpt the man he is today. He knew his parents well, but they belonged to rather cruel religious group. As Faelin grew older and began to mature, he began to see the darker components of his group's tangled relationships, between themselves and outsiders. It took years for him to finally decide that he was leaving, a decision that his parents did not take kindly to. Spouting the usual, we raised you, we dedicated ourselves to you, and so on. Yet, when he tried to explain his reasoning, he could not get a word in edge wise. He gave up on maintaining their relationship rather quicker and set out on his own.

When he left his parents, he was 17. For years he lived as alone, it was preferable to his previous life. It was when he freshly turned 24 that he was discovered by Amara and her friends. They were anxious towards each other initially, but eventually he was accepted into the fold. They are now a close found family that support each other no matter what. He loves them with all his heart and would do anything for them.

In general, Faelin is a quiet individual, soft spoken and careful about his choice of words. Unwilling to harm others feelings if he does not intend to do so. He enjoys quiet and peaceful settings, hence he adores his long walks and hunting trips. Especially if he is out alone, it is a simple pleasure that he holds very close to his heart.

Respectful and generous, Faelin is the kind of person to hold out his hand to anyone that needs that extra help. More often than not this has ended up with him being swindled or held at knifepoint after the person he was trying to help turned on him and their companions leapt from the shadows. Still, Faelin will continue to offer help to anyone he comes across. He simply wants for everyone to feel as welcome and comforted as he did when he finally found his people.

Strengths:

✓ Shapeshift

✓ Superhuman strength, speed, healing and senses.

✓ Kind-hearted

✓ Excellent cook

Weakness:

✖ Can only transform at night [currently not at all]

✖ Silver is deadly

✖ Wolfsbane

✖ Often ignores many signs that he should not be helping people, trying to see the good in them. More often than not, he ends up hurt.

Other: Faelin would enjoy Christmas because he can be with his family and cook them a big meal <3