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Sins of the Shadows | Dead
Diaries of the Damned | Dead
Moonlight Massacre | Alive and Well
``what you critics said would never happen;
the birth certificate says; Chameal Rian Collins
but you can call me; Chameal or Ria
i've been kicking it for; twenty-one years.
ever since that fateful day; April 29, 1987
so you know, i swing like a; Bi
they love me 'cause i'm a maniac on; Paramedic
people tell me i look like; Avril Lavigne
but i'm not sure. my eyes are; Grayish-Blue
i do this thing with my hair so it's; Blond and Brown
after my last growth spurt i'm about; 5'6"
and these days i'm around; 150lb
in case that wasn't good enough; A tatoo of a snarling wolf below her right shoulder.
not to be vain, but everyone loves my;
and people say i roll with the; Werewolf
you still want more? let me elaborate; Chameal is rather short (for a werewolf) at 6' , but has a lean frame to match her small stature. Because of her high metabolism, she has always been thin, regardless of what she ate, though not so thin she could be confused as anerexic. Her hair is naturally brown, though she adds blond highlghts 'for style', and hangs half way down her shoulderblades, without any curls or waves to speak of. Her eyes are a gray blue color, but depending on what she wears and how the sky looks, they may appear to be plain gray. As far as clothing goes, her style is mainly goth, preferring grays and blacks, fish netting, and the like, but she doesn't hold herself to it if she sees something else that she likes. Over all, she seems to be the kind of person that displays a combination of cheerful and somber, and you could expect to see her humming a happy tune while hanging out in a cemetary.
i absolutely adore;
-Drawing
-Music
-The Moon
-The Woods at Night
-Swimming under the moon
-The Cold
-Sad Poems
-Stories about pets and animals.
-Pets and Animals
-Nature
-Memories
-Lightning
-Dreams
-Shrimp flavored ramen
but don't even talk to me about;
-Fighting
-Daylight
-Crowds
-Snobs
-People that talk down to her or think she is lesser than they are.
- Betrayl (in friendships, relationships, or just all aroud)
-Abuse
-Broken promises.
-Really looking forward to something, and hoping so much that your dreams will come true, only to have it all completely shatter.
-Finding out that what you held most dear in your life was never real to begin with.
you can't beat me at;
-Drawing
-Anything that requires a contest of speed.
-Singing
i'd fail an exam in;
-Fighting, strength
-Cooking
-Leading or Managing
one day i'm going to;
-Find her place in the world
-Become a Professional artist
-Be able to help people that can't help themselves, especially those in abusive relationships (be they parental, love, or whatever)
-Be able to fight again, for her sensei's memory if nothing else.
promise you won't tell anyone about;
-My sensei's death still gives me nightmares.
-I used to be a great fighter.
-I feel like I failed/betrayed/killed my sensei.
i'll never forget the day; My best memory is the day that I met my sensei, Derrick. I couldn't have been more than fifteen at the time, but I was homeless and hungry, so I had to steal what food I could get. One day, I had come across a man who had fish cooking over a camp fire, but had briefly left his camp, so I snuck in with the intention of stealing one or two of his fish. Well, I made the mistake of not checking the area thoroughly enough before I walked into his camp, and he snuck up on me and clubbed me to the head so hard that he knocked me out. When I woke up he made me tell him why I was in his camp, and after I had told him everything about my past, he (being that he was a master in the arts of ninjusu, I'll never know how he made his living though) offered to take me on as his student. Not only that, but he cooked me enough fish to fill my stomach without having to steal anything. I can honestly say that was the best mistake I ever made in my life.
on the other hand, the time; The worst day in my life was the day my sensei died to protect me. Let me explain it to you. I had just completed my training with my sensei, and I was on my first big assignment, in which I was hired to take out a gang for the wealthier townfolk without it being traced to them. Everything was going fine, I had been watching my tail and had taken out everyone that was guarding the building that they hung out in (and my sensei had come to watch my back), but when I entered the building I didn't see the guy standing behind the door with a shotgun in time. So my sensei, not being in a place where he could safely defend me (Me still being in the way of the doorway), pushed me out of the way and took the shot for me, to the face. I don't remember what happened after that, but I woke up at the edge of town covered in blood. Somehow, after three years of training, I still failed, and my failure ended up costing my teacher his life. From then on, I still could train the skils he taught me if I'm alone, but whenever someone is around me I instantly freeze up, even if I'm in the middle of a kick.
because i know you're begging for more; Chameal's personality consists of many layers she has put up to keep herself safe from certain troubles she has faced throughout her life. On the outside she is a kind and friendly girl who is slightly introverted, preferring to be by herself when possible. This is who she normally is and only breaks when she feels that she is in immediate danger.
If she feels threatened in any way, and she can't talk her way out of it, she becomes mouthy and cold. This side of her could see a starving puppy and pass it by without a second look and only wasts to leave the public eye as soon as possible, shunning friend and foe alike.
If after this she still can't escape, she starts to subconsciously calls on her were abilities and starts materializing wolf like appendages. While in this form she becomes feral and gains the ability to fight. While in this stage, any talking to her is useless and she doesn't pay attention to anything except beating whoever is threatening her.
If she still can't get rid of the threat or is defeated, her wolf like appearance stays, but she becomes like a more introverted form of her first personality, except that she tends to display obediance toward whoever defeated her defenses. If she is unhappy with them, because they are treating her badly or making her do things she doesn't like, she will occasionally outburst and try to escape, but otherwise she will hang around whoever caused her to enter this stage.
there's this place i know called; Appenzell, Switzerland
i'd much rather forget; Matta Acklin, 47; Manager.
and that's not forgetting; She'll never know who he was, but she'll always remember him, for he gave her 'the gift' and made her what she is.
honourable mentions go out to; No one.
the cast may have included; Again, no one.
why don't i just write an autobiography?; As a child she lived alone with her mother, who was a full human. Because her mother was a human, she had a natural hate of werewolves. Chameal had an advantage though in that her mother didn't know that she was a werewolf, and was able to hide her gift from her mother throughout her childhood.
On Chameal's fifth birthday, her mother bought her an art kit and introduced her to the world of painting and drawing. By the time she was seven she was an adept artist and was pretty well known in her town. When Chameal didn't have any work to do, she could normally be found listening to her radio and drawing i her sketchbook.
When Chameal was nine, her cousin's parents died and he came to move with her and her mom. Unfortunately for him, her mother soon found out that he was a werewolf and she started teaching him to suppress and fear the wolf side of him. Unbeknownst to her mother, however, she secretly tried to help her cousin gain control and embrace his werewolf side instead of shunning it.
During her late teen years, her mother eventually found out about her being a werewolf through a friend of the family and started making preparations to manipulate Chameal into giving up her wolf side and shunning it. Being aware of this before her mother was ready, Chameal faked a skiing accident to make her mother believe she had died and ran off to find a life elsewhere.
During the time that she was on the street, Chameal became a wanderer and moved from town to town looking for work and a place to live. Eventually she met a man she only ever knew as Derrick, or 'Sensei', who took her under his wings and trained her in the shadowed arts of fighting and espionage. Three years later, when she was eighteen, her sensei died because of her mistake on her first mission. She never was able to forgive herself for that, and she was never able to fight again or use her martial arts in sight of anyone else. Eventually, she got work in Emergency Medicine, and moved to England, where here her story begins.
behind the mask stands; Wolven Deer (Aka Indigo the Wolf)
we go back oh, say; eighteen years.
hit me up at; Wolvendeer at hotmail.com (MSN Messenger, emails not guarenteed to be recieved)
did i blow your mind? check out; No other characters.
i trust you found; Admin Edited
and to finish off with a bang; (From another site) Chameal gulped as she looked over the ski slope that she was about to go down, but didn't chicken out as she knew that it would be her only chance to escape from her mother before her mother tried braking her. With a silent prayer for safety she shoved off and started speeding down the slope, barely being able to control her course. Leaning to one side she narrowly missed a group of trees that would have ended her for real, and she noticed she was quickly coming up onto a cliff. Knowing this was her chance, she sped towards it and at the last moment faked losing controll and plunging over the side of the cliff into the icy depths below, but managed to catch herself on one of the ledges without smashing her brains out on the rock wall in the process. Looking down, she saw that she was probably far enough down that she could drop if she was careful, but before she could make an attempt, the ledge crumbled and she fell to the ground and blacked out.
When she woke up, she found that she had subconsciously changed into her wolf form to protect herself from the cold. Getting up, she trotted off to look for some place to stay for the night to wait out the storm that she could feel rolling in. After a while of searching she finally found a den and crawled inside. Once in, she made it as far as what could be described as a egg shaped pocket under the ground before she was surrounded by the wolf pack that made their home there. Knowing she was in deep trouble, she flattened her ears against her head, tucked her tail in, and whimpered as she slowly moved backwards towards the entrance of the den, hoping that they would let her escape instead of ripping her to shreds and eating her for dinner.
this application page was made by skylar, yo. she also goes by the name of STARLIGHT! at caution!. even though she gains nothing from this, she'd appreciate it if you didn't plagiarise. you'll have a little meeting with sweeney todd if you do and he's been promised major bloodshed. share the love by all means, but please keep this little credit section on it. the lyrics that make up the headings come from thriller by fall out boy. the rest is totally original. colours are, surprise surprise, courtesty of our beloved colorblender. they're just so freaking rad. that's pretty much all now.thanks for reading, using, whatever it is you're doing. you're a doll.
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