Name: Morphine
Sex: Female
Species: Human Shifter
Age: 20
Age in appearance: 20
Voice Tone Alto
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 140lbs
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Green
Skin Color: Soft peach
Scars: Scattered scars on left forearm (always covered by sleeves or arm warmers), and one above her left eye (on and crossing eyebrow).
Distinguishing Features: Cresent shaped tattoo on left side of neck; Rose tattoo on left thigh.
Physical Appearance - WolfEye Color: Green
Fur Color: White
Voice Tone: Alto
Height: 3' 5"
Weight: 90lbs
Scars: Scattered scars on left foreleg , and one above her left eye.
Distinguishing Features: Tattoos do not show in this form
Personality: A young girl, she shows it easily by tending to be a bit naive, though don't underestimate her. She knows how to spot the devils in a group, and knows when evil is afoot. Often will make distasteful jokes, and is highly sarcastic, not caring what others think. Negative comments towards her seem to roll off like water on a duck's back, and she seems to take no mental or physical pain. Is very good at guarding her innermost being, and often reserves the best part of herself for no one.
Weakness: Profession: Weapons:Armor:Items: Black iPod, Cell Phone
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Stats:Fighting: Excellent
Agility: Good
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Running Speed: Typical/Good
Strength: Typical
Endurance: Good
Reasoning: Typical
Intuition: Typical
Psyche: Excellent
Hit Points: 46
Stamina Points: 39
Mana: 32
Spells / Special Abilities:For information about spells in the RP: https://fantasy-island.forumotion.com/f4-schools-of-magic NOTE: You can no t start with any spells beyond circle 3, also the more spells you add the more the sheet will be scrutinized to make sure it is not starting off overpowered.
For information about special abilities in the RP ( note many abilities have prereqs or racial requirements ) :
https://fantasy-island.forumotion.com/t134-special-abilitiesBiography:Born to only a mother, she grew up to be quite a momma's girl, and did much with her mother, never knowing nor really worrying about who her father was. To her, it wasn't a big deal, and the stories her mother told her about him were not the best, so she believed that it was better off that they never meet, and nothing come between the two of them. It wasn’t until she aged a bit more, and when the two of them tried to live with others for a while that she became curious, as she saw other kids with both of their parents, and the joy they had, being all together. There was a time when she wanted that for her own.
It was the death of her mother that caused her a lot of fault. Then again, her mother really wasn’t dead. In her old age, Katrina had become quite demanding of Morphine, and it started to take a toll on her. Often enough she was told that she was so like her father, the ‘lying, cheating, dirty bastard’ her mother often referred to him as. She often had to ‘be’ older then she really was in order to please her mother, and stood by her side as she went through male after male. The disappearance of Morphine’s father was starting to take a toll on her mother Katrina, and each male her mother found was worse then the last.
After the few years of this, maybe it was only two, she never really kept track, Morphine had decided she had enough of her mother, and often spoke out against her and whatever male she was with, becoming quite the rebellious youngster. It was one time, when Morphine was living with her mother still, and there was a new male who had stuck around for quite some time with his own kids, when she went to go play with some friends and her friend’s older brother came around. Needless to say it ended in a bloody fight, where her friend’s brother did most of the bleeding. She was not one for males, not after watching her mother run through them, and he had to have been at least three years older. It was not something she enjoyed trying to be forced into.
Shortly after, they left from where they lived; her mother, her mother’s male, and herself. A few more months in a new place and Morphine was constantly belittled, and treated as a waste of time, space, air, and became a ghost to her mother and her mate. One night, when her mother had gone especially crazy and left her alone, to her own devices, Morphine jumped from a rock, and sliced up her left leg, as well as cutting into her skull, just above her left eye. Running from the place half-blinded by the blood, she left her mother and the male, vowing to never return.
And to find her father.
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Is from a modern time period, knowing technologies and whatnot. She would not, however, recognize many video games and/or characters, as with comic books. Lacks in pop culture, and does not believe in angels, faeries, shapeshifters, or more then slight-of-hand magick.
She has been a Member of the Black Rose for the past year and a half or so. She wasn't quite sure why she joined; maybe to help her find her father. After all, she must have something of him inside of her, and these people were the best at finding them. After a while, it was more like needing them to survive when people found out what she was. She was tough, and could fight, but no one can roam alone and fight on their own forever. After a while, their talk worked it's way into her head, and she was one of them. Even if she knew that they would never fully trust her.
After running with them for so long, she was approached and given an offer. Which she eagerly took. And so, here she is, on Fantasy Island.