Post by cleopatravii on Aug 18, 2009 8:41:32 GMT -6
Werewolf Application
Name: Cleopatra VII Philopator
Werewolf Name(if any different):Cleo (merely a nickname)
Year of Human Birth: January 69 BC
Year of Imprint: March 52 BC
Age(both at change and now): She was 19 when she was changed, and often reflects that look even though she is around 1,970.
Birthplace and place of residence currently: Born in Egypt but has a place in London, because London is well known for its archeological finds and museums.
Creator: Mark Antony
Avatar:Maria Mena
Looks and Attire(picture optional):
Cleopatra is interesting to look at. She tends to wear a simple toga v neck with golden leaflets on it. She wears sandals, and her dark, smooth hair falls to her waist. Her skin is cinnamon, her figure smaller yet curvy, with muscles there. She does wear modern clothes as well, but even so she has no problem with nudity. She loves her armor, gold plated, but she does not tend to wear it unless in battle, and there has not been a battle of her people in a long time. She is a proud creature, with smooth lips and dark eyes, and she carries herself with a regal gait that often puts people off as seeing her as a snob. Her eyes, once black, have been turned a dark green – something that can even be seen as a wolf.
Personality: She is a quiet person, a seemingly cold person because everything she does is thought out. She does not speak often, and when she does her words are often politically correct, but also exactly how she feels. She knows how to manipulate people very well, but often doesn’t simply because there is no need to. She enjoys hunting in both the human and wolf sense, and she has a great respect for Mother Moon and all her creatures. She does not kill animals for sport, but traps them and keeps them. She used to hunt as a human, and it is an old habit that dies hard.
Strengths(no normal werewolf strengths):
•Archery
•Swordplay
•Being brave/fearless
•Being able to overhear things and plot things out
•She’s extremely ambitious
Weaknesses(and not just the moon):
She still loves and misses Mark Antony, her lover, and that loneliness is a hidden burden.
•She holds respect for her enemies, even though she doesn’t like them
•She can’t back down from a fight when goaded into one (or at least, it’s really hard for her)
•Arrogance, pride, lust and jealousy are the four deadly sins she is prone to.
Powers:She has the usual speed and agility, but when she gets extremely angry or needs her prey to come to her, she has the power of hypnosis in her eyes. She can send out soothing mental waves to make them come to her, and then kill them. The other ability she has is telekinesis as well as the ability to hear others thoughts – but only when she gets close enough to them.
History: (at least 250 words)
Cleopatra VII Philopator was born on January 69 BC and, by historical standards, ought to have died August 12, 30 BC. What we know, however, is that history has a funny way of being inaccurate. It is true Cleopatra was born on January 69 BC, but that’s only the beginning. Her father was Ptolemy XII, ruler of Egypt, and her mother was Cleopatra V . Ptolemy XII already had the daughters Tryphaena and Bernice IV, and had no need of another daughter. In fact he was infuriated that her mother had not given him a son, and tried to have both her and her mother killed for it.
It was a eunuch named Pothinus who finally had pity on her, and snuck the young Queen and her daughter to safety. Where they fled is unknown even today, but it was long enough for the king’s wrath to calm down. The king finally saw reason and let the Queen come back, but he did not meet his daughter until she was nearly six years old. Soon after her return the Queen became impregnated with a little boy Ptolemy XIII, and she was safe.
From an early age, Cleopatra learned to manipulate and outwit her enemies, and how to be politically correct. She was extremely educated for a women in that time period, learning not only her own Egyptian, but Greek as well, along with the “common speech” of the time, that is, the lower language of her people. She originally shared power with her father Ptolemy XII and later with her brothers Ptolemy XIII and Ptolemy XIV, but eventually gained complete and total rule.
She met Mark Anthony, and though she was already married to Julius Caesar, she felt a strong connection to him, and before long, the two of them were intertwined as lovers. He imprinted on her, making her a werewolf like himself, the day before she ceased the throne. Julius Caesar was assassinated, and on 25 December 40 BC, Cleopatra gave birth to twin children fathered by Antony, Alexander Helios and Cleopatra Selene II. Four years later, Antony visited Alexandria again and married her. He and Cleopatra had another child, Ptolemy Philadelphus, and before long, they controlled most of the Meditation. History says that she died by putting an asp to her breast after she found out Mark Anthony was dead from stabbing himself in battle, after misinterpreting her note to him. Of course, as I said, history is not correct. Both are still living, but obviously in secrecy, and have no knowledge of one another.
Sample/Past Roleplay: (From another site.)
The light stung her eyes. She cracked them open with a growl as her father's scent came through the door. Four in the morning. He stumbled in at four in the fucking morning, and he woke her?
"Hello luvvie." He said, passing out next to her, his usually tight kept tie now limp like a wet noodle.
"Dad, I was trying to rest. Dad get up!" She said, shoving him aside, but the man whom she once so respected was dead, and the man who lay here? Only his shell. His concked out, drunk, helpless shell. "Please wake up, somehow." She managed to mutter.
Amazingly he did wake up, but when he did and she tried to move him, things only got worse. "Hey baby, not seen youuuu here beffffoorrre." He drawled, and she rolled her blue eyes.
"Come on. Up you go," She said softly, helping him. She could hear her mother's words in her head saying, Preserve the family image, Samantha! Don't let us down! She grumbled then, and tugged him up, shoving him out of her room and locking her door. God that was horrible. The smell of alcohol still stunk up her clothes and she glowered.
"Why?" She muttered to herself, "Why can't you be the father I need, and not the dunken bastard we all know?!" She put her hand to the door, not opening it, but silently sobbing. "I need you Dad. I need you to be ok. I can't do this on my own. Too many nights I've heard Mom cry over this." She shook her head, her red curls catching in the breeze of an open window. "You're killing this family." But he couldn't hear her, and she knew it. How? Because he never did, no matter how loud or long she cried...
Rule Word:red rose
Name: Cleopatra VII Philopator
Werewolf Name(if any different):Cleo (merely a nickname)
Year of Human Birth: January 69 BC
Year of Imprint: March 52 BC
Age(both at change and now): She was 19 when she was changed, and often reflects that look even though she is around 1,970.
Birthplace and place of residence currently: Born in Egypt but has a place in London, because London is well known for its archeological finds and museums.
Creator: Mark Antony
Avatar:Maria Mena
Looks and Attire(picture optional):
Cleopatra is interesting to look at. She tends to wear a simple toga v neck with golden leaflets on it. She wears sandals, and her dark, smooth hair falls to her waist. Her skin is cinnamon, her figure smaller yet curvy, with muscles there. She does wear modern clothes as well, but even so she has no problem with nudity. She loves her armor, gold plated, but she does not tend to wear it unless in battle, and there has not been a battle of her people in a long time. She is a proud creature, with smooth lips and dark eyes, and she carries herself with a regal gait that often puts people off as seeing her as a snob. Her eyes, once black, have been turned a dark green – something that can even be seen as a wolf.
Personality: She is a quiet person, a seemingly cold person because everything she does is thought out. She does not speak often, and when she does her words are often politically correct, but also exactly how she feels. She knows how to manipulate people very well, but often doesn’t simply because there is no need to. She enjoys hunting in both the human and wolf sense, and she has a great respect for Mother Moon and all her creatures. She does not kill animals for sport, but traps them and keeps them. She used to hunt as a human, and it is an old habit that dies hard.
Strengths(no normal werewolf strengths):
•Archery
•Swordplay
•Being brave/fearless
•Being able to overhear things and plot things out
•She’s extremely ambitious
Weaknesses(and not just the moon):
She still loves and misses Mark Antony, her lover, and that loneliness is a hidden burden.
•She holds respect for her enemies, even though she doesn’t like them
•She can’t back down from a fight when goaded into one (or at least, it’s really hard for her)
•Arrogance, pride, lust and jealousy are the four deadly sins she is prone to.
Powers:She has the usual speed and agility, but when she gets extremely angry or needs her prey to come to her, she has the power of hypnosis in her eyes. She can send out soothing mental waves to make them come to her, and then kill them. The other ability she has is telekinesis as well as the ability to hear others thoughts – but only when she gets close enough to them.
History: (at least 250 words)
Cleopatra VII Philopator was born on January 69 BC and, by historical standards, ought to have died August 12, 30 BC. What we know, however, is that history has a funny way of being inaccurate. It is true Cleopatra was born on January 69 BC, but that’s only the beginning. Her father was Ptolemy XII, ruler of Egypt, and her mother was Cleopatra V . Ptolemy XII already had the daughters Tryphaena and Bernice IV, and had no need of another daughter. In fact he was infuriated that her mother had not given him a son, and tried to have both her and her mother killed for it.
It was a eunuch named Pothinus who finally had pity on her, and snuck the young Queen and her daughter to safety. Where they fled is unknown even today, but it was long enough for the king’s wrath to calm down. The king finally saw reason and let the Queen come back, but he did not meet his daughter until she was nearly six years old. Soon after her return the Queen became impregnated with a little boy Ptolemy XIII, and she was safe.
From an early age, Cleopatra learned to manipulate and outwit her enemies, and how to be politically correct. She was extremely educated for a women in that time period, learning not only her own Egyptian, but Greek as well, along with the “common speech” of the time, that is, the lower language of her people. She originally shared power with her father Ptolemy XII and later with her brothers Ptolemy XIII and Ptolemy XIV, but eventually gained complete and total rule.
She met Mark Anthony, and though she was already married to Julius Caesar, she felt a strong connection to him, and before long, the two of them were intertwined as lovers. He imprinted on her, making her a werewolf like himself, the day before she ceased the throne. Julius Caesar was assassinated, and on 25 December 40 BC, Cleopatra gave birth to twin children fathered by Antony, Alexander Helios and Cleopatra Selene II. Four years later, Antony visited Alexandria again and married her. He and Cleopatra had another child, Ptolemy Philadelphus, and before long, they controlled most of the Meditation. History says that she died by putting an asp to her breast after she found out Mark Anthony was dead from stabbing himself in battle, after misinterpreting her note to him. Of course, as I said, history is not correct. Both are still living, but obviously in secrecy, and have no knowledge of one another.
Sample/Past Roleplay: (From another site.)
The light stung her eyes. She cracked them open with a growl as her father's scent came through the door. Four in the morning. He stumbled in at four in the fucking morning, and he woke her?
"Hello luvvie." He said, passing out next to her, his usually tight kept tie now limp like a wet noodle.
"Dad, I was trying to rest. Dad get up!" She said, shoving him aside, but the man whom she once so respected was dead, and the man who lay here? Only his shell. His concked out, drunk, helpless shell. "Please wake up, somehow." She managed to mutter.
Amazingly he did wake up, but when he did and she tried to move him, things only got worse. "Hey baby, not seen youuuu here beffffoorrre." He drawled, and she rolled her blue eyes.
"Come on. Up you go," She said softly, helping him. She could hear her mother's words in her head saying, Preserve the family image, Samantha! Don't let us down! She grumbled then, and tugged him up, shoving him out of her room and locking her door. God that was horrible. The smell of alcohol still stunk up her clothes and she glowered.
"Why?" She muttered to herself, "Why can't you be the father I need, and not the dunken bastard we all know?!" She put her hand to the door, not opening it, but silently sobbing. "I need you Dad. I need you to be ok. I can't do this on my own. Too many nights I've heard Mom cry over this." She shook her head, her red curls catching in the breeze of an open window. "You're killing this family." But he couldn't hear her, and she knew it. How? Because he never did, no matter how loud or long she cried...
Rule Word:red rose