Post by Venereal on Mar 31, 2011 14:51:39 GMT -5
Title: Venereal
Real Name: Genevieve
Species: Quad walking werewolf (evolved wolf/human)
Special Ability, if any:
- The use of human like dexterity.
Her 'hands' aren't as human like as most were's, but still enable dexterity.
(Image on website shows exact view of front 'hands'.)
*Note* None of the running faster, being stronger, transforming, & allergy to silver, apply to her.
Abnormalities in Physical Features:
Quad meaning that she still stands on all fours. Unlike most stereotypical werewolves, which stand on two legs like humans, she does not.
Yet the anatomy is similar in the sense that the paws are bigger, and the front ones more so like hands, than paws. So, more dexterity.
She can't stand on two legs, but sitting on her back end she, has the abdominal strength to sort of hunch over. ( &looklikeafool 8D )
Height: 3'4 Ground up, paws to top of head.
Weight: 250 lbs. Fluctuates with season, coat density.
Build:
- Muscular, obviously.
- As mentioned above, has the physical build of a were, but walks on all fours, so it's somewhat tweaked.
Limitations:
- Strongly deterred by Wolfsbane.
- Allergic reactions to pollen and various vegetation.
Symptoms include: minor dermatitis, itching, redness, hair loss, runny eyes and nose, and sometimes, ear infections.
Weakness's:
- If neglected, nails can overgrow and begin to curl, thus rendering them dull, and causing difficulty in mobility.
Example: damaged limbs would prevent her from shaving them down.
- Unlike most werewolves where they are speedier than normal, Venereal is the exact opposite, realism coming into play. Due to the sheer mass and thickness of the muscle, as well as her anatomy, speed isn't her thing. Slower than the average wolf, yet still able to run if needed.
- Due to her...forward and most of the time inappropriate actions/words she is prone to having more enemies, than friends. (I think this is a weakness, but that's just my opinion.)
Refference, (if applicable): vanuh.webs.com/Venereal/Venereal.htm
*Note* Image in the "quad" link is not an accurate example of front paws, main page one is exact.)
The main image on the website would be what she looks like exactly. The secondary showing colour and fur texture, along with the quad like design.
Rp sample:
A beast, a harlot a venereal disease. It was a scene straight from the black and white horror flicks, yet reality was as moist as the saliva dripping from cavernous jaws. Not woman, not wolf, yet the descendant of both. Genevieve as few knew her, was no genetic mistake spawned by the humans selfish craving for knowledge, she was the result of love, if you’re capable of believing so. Those humans who chose to descend into their past, to forget materialism and indulge in their primitive roots, they were the ones who found plenty among few. Bred down the lines, soon there became many adaptations, some becoming more human than beast, and more beast than human. This was where Genevieve fit in.
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Thick construction was encompassed by unalloyed muscle. Tetrad in stature, unlike those of the Hollywood storybooks, bound by a coat of misshaped colours. Twilight grasped the earth for it’s few precious moments, it’s crystal rays weaving in and out of the long, tattered hair which hung around her neck, pace sluggish and indifferent with each step as the ground below was conquered. Recently filed nails ripped into the soft spring soil, tattered shards against their overall shape more detrimental than ever, as they always were after a good shave. River side scent rushed through swollen nostrils as finally the destination was reached, walking down a rocky decline she soon placed all weight onto the sand which gathered close to the shore. It was quiet, day slowly withering as the moon gradually replaced the sun, the scene a juxtaposed one as monster played thoughtful. Dexterity enabled massive humanoid paws to press into the sand and grip, a large handful being lifted up as position sluggishly brought her to sit. Unlike her more human cousins, she was unable to stand, but sitting crouched over, abdominal almost upright, was possible. It was this position, the sand slowly trickling through dangerous ‘hands’, and a crestfallen expression which could potentially strike the faintest of sympathy in any bystander’s mind. Whether this sympathy was wise or not, she wasn’t one to beat around the bush. Blunt, brutally honest and overall uncaring for most others, it was the mess which was veiled by mask of seduction, and affection.
Anything else we should know?:
Nothing that won't be found out icly. Design wise, nope.
You, let me know if there is anything else you need to know, I'll gladly explain.
Real Name: Genevieve
Species: Quad walking werewolf (evolved wolf/human)
Special Ability, if any:
- The use of human like dexterity.
Her 'hands' aren't as human like as most were's, but still enable dexterity.
(Image on website shows exact view of front 'hands'.)
*Note* None of the running faster, being stronger, transforming, & allergy to silver, apply to her.
Abnormalities in Physical Features:
Quad meaning that she still stands on all fours. Unlike most stereotypical werewolves, which stand on two legs like humans, she does not.
Yet the anatomy is similar in the sense that the paws are bigger, and the front ones more so like hands, than paws. So, more dexterity.
She can't stand on two legs, but sitting on her back end she, has the abdominal strength to sort of hunch over. ( &looklikeafool 8D )
Height: 3'4 Ground up, paws to top of head.
Weight: 250 lbs. Fluctuates with season, coat density.
Build:
- Muscular, obviously.
- As mentioned above, has the physical build of a were, but walks on all fours, so it's somewhat tweaked.
Limitations:
- Strongly deterred by Wolfsbane.
- Allergic reactions to pollen and various vegetation.
Symptoms include: minor dermatitis, itching, redness, hair loss, runny eyes and nose, and sometimes, ear infections.
Weakness's:
- If neglected, nails can overgrow and begin to curl, thus rendering them dull, and causing difficulty in mobility.
Example: damaged limbs would prevent her from shaving them down.
- Unlike most werewolves where they are speedier than normal, Venereal is the exact opposite, realism coming into play. Due to the sheer mass and thickness of the muscle, as well as her anatomy, speed isn't her thing. Slower than the average wolf, yet still able to run if needed.
- Due to her...forward and most of the time inappropriate actions/words she is prone to having more enemies, than friends. (I think this is a weakness, but that's just my opinion.)
Refference, (if applicable): vanuh.webs.com/Venereal/Venereal.htm
*Note* Image in the "quad" link is not an accurate example of front paws, main page one is exact.)
The main image on the website would be what she looks like exactly. The secondary showing colour and fur texture, along with the quad like design.
Rp sample:
A beast, a harlot a venereal disease. It was a scene straight from the black and white horror flicks, yet reality was as moist as the saliva dripping from cavernous jaws. Not woman, not wolf, yet the descendant of both. Genevieve as few knew her, was no genetic mistake spawned by the humans selfish craving for knowledge, she was the result of love, if you’re capable of believing so. Those humans who chose to descend into their past, to forget materialism and indulge in their primitive roots, they were the ones who found plenty among few. Bred down the lines, soon there became many adaptations, some becoming more human than beast, and more beast than human. This was where Genevieve fit in.
----
Thick construction was encompassed by unalloyed muscle. Tetrad in stature, unlike those of the Hollywood storybooks, bound by a coat of misshaped colours. Twilight grasped the earth for it’s few precious moments, it’s crystal rays weaving in and out of the long, tattered hair which hung around her neck, pace sluggish and indifferent with each step as the ground below was conquered. Recently filed nails ripped into the soft spring soil, tattered shards against their overall shape more detrimental than ever, as they always were after a good shave. River side scent rushed through swollen nostrils as finally the destination was reached, walking down a rocky decline she soon placed all weight onto the sand which gathered close to the shore. It was quiet, day slowly withering as the moon gradually replaced the sun, the scene a juxtaposed one as monster played thoughtful. Dexterity enabled massive humanoid paws to press into the sand and grip, a large handful being lifted up as position sluggishly brought her to sit. Unlike her more human cousins, she was unable to stand, but sitting crouched over, abdominal almost upright, was possible. It was this position, the sand slowly trickling through dangerous ‘hands’, and a crestfallen expression which could potentially strike the faintest of sympathy in any bystander’s mind. Whether this sympathy was wise or not, she wasn’t one to beat around the bush. Blunt, brutally honest and overall uncaring for most others, it was the mess which was veiled by mask of seduction, and affection.
Anything else we should know?:
Nothing that won't be found out icly. Design wise, nope.
You, let me know if there is anything else you need to know, I'll gladly explain.