~ The Screaming Truth ~

[Nightstalker]

Subject Title: ~ Into the Night ~

Character Name: Nightstalker (Night for short)

Age: 600

Gender: Female

Species: Kopine

Physical Appearance: Nightstalker is completely black in colour, she has piercing red eyes that burn with fury. Her head resembles that of a lions and she has huge poisonous fangs, despite her head being cat like it is covered with glossy black feathers. Her ears are larger than normal and are able to turn in every direction to catch every little sound. Both her eyes and her ears are incredibly sensitive and she can always tell when someone is watching her. Nightstalker has huge, black feathered wings that she can tuck so tightly into her sides that they seem to disappear, blending in with the black, silky fur on her body. Nightstalkers tail is like a scorpions in the way thai it has a sting at the end, but before that it resembles a black jaguars. Her hind legs are strong and are like a big cats, along with the paws, her front are also very strong but they are more like an eagles, with claws that can more in the same way that a human hand can. Nightstalker has a soft ridge down her back, when she gets angry the ridge extends into a row of deadly spikes down her spine. At the base of her neck Nightstalker bears a strange black fire that burns everyone but her. The fire guards a strange pocket like contraption that seems to be able to fit anything. Nightstalker usually has the size of a van although sometimes she appears smaller, preferring to be under estimated.

Personality Description: Nightstalker is a loner, she shuns the company of others and is very awkward in social situations. She is aggressive but not outwardly. When Nightstalker is angry she tends to go still, and quiet. She is very dangerous and cunning and she is unpredictable, more so than Kopines usually are. If you do something that offends her she isn't likely to react right away, instead she plots revenge and doesn't care how long it takes to get back at you. Insults seem to simply bounce off of her, she doesn't care what others think of her. However vicious Nightstalker may be she has a fierce protective streak, anyone that she considers worthy of her meagre affection she will defend with her life. Nightstalker never lies, to the point that some think that it is impossible for her to do so. Instead of lying she twists the truth and is very good ant avoiding questions she doesn't wish to answer.

History: Nightstalker was the first Kopine ever created. As a young she knew nothing but being experimented on. As she grew up she quickly learnt to hide her intelligence and act as if she was a dumb beast. It was during this stage that she gained the characteristic of waiting patiently for revenge. As soon as GEEA was taken down Nightstalker didn't wait around for the officials to find them. She unlocked her secluded cage which she had figured out how to do with her mind. Nightstalker took on her full size and went after her main tormenter, the head of GEEA, after she killed him she found that GEEA was almost completely taken over, fearing being returned to captivity, Nightstalker fled. She came back not long after the disease had taken hold, finding it in many other cities and returning to its source to see what had started it.
(Nightstalker has much more history but as she keeps it a secret I'm not putting it all down. I'm the admin. I can do this stuff.)

Likes/Dislikes(optional): Nightstalker loves flying and the night, she chases the night around the world, increasing her speed and her stamina in the attempt to be able to fly with the night, that is why she named herself Nightstalker.

Nightstalker hates almost everything, she is terrified of cages and has a strange fear of children of every species, including her own.

Codeword: Eagle

Theme Song::
Alibi - 30 Seconds to Mars

No warning sign, no alibi
We faded faster than the speed of light
Took our chance, crashed and burned
No, we'll never ever learn

I fell apart, but got back up again,
And then I fell apart, but got back up again,
yeah

We both could see crystal clear,
That the inevitable end was near
Made our choice, a trial by fire,
To battle is the only way we feel alive

I fell apart, but got back up again,
And then I fell apart, but got back up again,
And then I fell apart, but got back up again
away oh
away oh
away oh
away oh
away oh
away oh

So here we are, the witching hour,
The quickest tongue to divide and devour
Divide and devour
If I could end the quest for fire,
For truth, for love, and my desire,
My desire
And I fell apart, but got back up again
away oh, away oh, away oh, away oh, away oh,
away oh, away oh, away oh, away oh,

I fell apart, I fell apart, I fell apart,
I fell apart. I fell apart,
But got back up again

[Nightstalker]

Subject Title: ~ The End of Time ~

Character Name: Diova

Age: 500

Gender: Female

Species: Harpy

Physical Appearance: Diova is tall for a female, she has pale skin and her hands are long and slender. She has narrowed, intelligent eyes with irises that shine silver. Her hair is grown long, down to her waist, which she usually pulls back to keep it out of the way when she is flying. Her hair is a deep blue, so dark that it is nearly black, when the sun shines on it the colour makes a more vivid appearance. Her wings are the same colour as her hair, although her glossy feathers are a bit brighter, bringing the blue out more. Diova has a vivid, black, vine tattoo twining up her left arm and trailing across the back of her hand and around her palm. Her talons are the same colour as her wing feathers, a deep blur, getting darker towards the bace and a more noticeable blue towards the tip.

The face isn't quite right and neither are the clothes but otherwise it's alright.

Personality Description: Diova is used to violence, she was made in the GEEA compound and never knew a family, by the time Diova was freed from her enclosure she no longer cared what happened to her until she was able to fly for the first time. She still retains most of her 'who cares' attitude but has more of a taste for life. Diova isn't the most talkative person in the world, in fact, she will go out of her way to avoid a conversations, however, when she is friends with someone she is more into talking. Diova is very protective of those that she thinks of as hers.

History: Diova was made in the GEEA compound, she had no contact with anyone except her 'carers' and only met another of her kind once when it was carried past her cage after dying from being experimented on. After GEEA was taken down Diova was 'killed' and thrown onto a pile of other dead GeMocs.
Diova, badly injured as she was, managed to crawl away to recover. She hid in the sewers under the city until the disease started spreading. Then she found the strength to fly away again. Diova has been wandering in and out of other Harpies territories ever since, trying to find a place where she wont be bothered by Zombies, humans, or other GeMocs.

Not long ago, a male Harpy tried to claim her as his mate, she refused him but he was determined to have her. He broke and shreaded her wings so that she couldn't get away from him. One day Zombies found them, the male (Gideed) left her and flew to safety.
Diova managed to escape from the Zombies and has never thought she would be thankful for Zombies. But the Zombies gave her the chance to escape from the male, although she knows that he's still looking for her.

Likes/Dislikes(optional):
Not interested in much, Likes flying and watching the sun set(Not mushy, just thankful because Zombies aren't nocternal). Doesn't like humans for obvious reasons. Doesn't like Gideed and is scared of him finding her again.

Other: Diova is ambidextrous. (She is both left and right handed.)

[Nightstalker]

Subject Title: [~ For the Pain ~.]

Character Name: Nehvae

Age: 18

Gender: Girl

Species: Human

Physical Appearance: Nehvae has shoulder length reddy blonde hair, her eyes are a bright blue and her skin is a creamy white. She is considered very beautiful and is a normal size for her age. Nehvae is thinner than is healthy but then again, almost everyone is in these hard times. Her eyes hold an icy determination and steadiness that most skip over upon first seeing her. Slightly marring Nehvae's almost flawless looks is the pinky on her left hand which is missing.

Personality Description: Because of Nehvaes innocent look many people presume that she needs protecting. Being ceaselessly attended to may make some people stuck up and feel that they are more important than others but for Nehvae it just pisses her off. She was never allowed out on her own and the boundary only made her more free willed and stubborn. Nehvae likes to be around others but usually prefers to sit silently and not be the centre of attention. Nehvae thinks everything deserves a chance and so is very open to the GeMocs and even to Zombies. Such a view makes people doubt her intelligence, that, coupled with the fact that she is blonde seems to make people think that she is simple. Nehvae however is very smart, although quietly so, often surprising people when she chooses to speak out. Nehvae is very protective of Micky, the boy that she adopted after his parents were killed.

History: Nehvae was born to loving parents, as she grew up though she started to feel that they loved her to much. They would never let her go outside their hideout in fear of her being killed by Zombies. Everywhere she went someone had to go with her. After many years of being treated like an incompetent child, at the age of 15 Nehvae sneaked away to spend a day or two out in the wild by herself. She met a couple of Zombies but managed to get away quickly. She had only been gone for a couple of days when she decided to return and reassure her parents that she was alright. Her parents were furious with her and assigned someone to always be watching her. Nehvae was constantly seeking out freedom but was never allowed out of her parents sight. When Nehvae was 18 her parents were still trying to rule her life. One night the Zombies found their hideout and killed her parents and another couple that shard their hideout. Nehvae only just managed to escape with the other familys four year old son, Micky. Nehvae and Micky hid out in the wild for many nights before going back to their hideout, Nehvae left Micky behind so that he would be safe while she went inside. Inside the hideout Nehvae found the Zombies, she barely managed to escape and took Micky to the abyss where they hid in a small cave. It wasn't until a day later that Nehvae realised that one of the Zombies had scratched her as she ran off. Knowing that she had little time to react unless she wanted to be contaminated, Nehvae cut off her own finger. She has been taking care of Micky ever since their families died.

Likes/Dislikes(optional): Loves Micky, the sun ect.
Hates not being able to do what she wants and people trying to protect her.

[Nightstalker]

Subject Title: ~ The Youngest Light ~

Character Name: Micky

Age: 4

Gender: Boy

Species: Human

Physical Appearance: Micky has short, spiky, dark brown here and chocolate brown eyes. He has pale, freckled skin and is to thin for Nehvae's liking. His eyes are to old for his face, having watched his family die.

Personality Description: Micky is shy and can often be seen hiding behind his adoptive mother, Nehvae. He doesn't like loud noises and is terrified of Zombies and meeting new people. When he is alone with Nehvae or people he trusts he can become playful and just like the little boy he would of been if circumstances were different.

History: Micky's parents were killed by Zombies when they found his family and Nehvae's family's hideout. He and Nehvae managed to escaped but after Nehvae had come back from checking their hideout she had to cut her finger off to stop herself from being infected. Micky has lived in the abyss with his adoptive mother ever since.

Likes/Dislikes(optional): Likes Nehvae, doesn't like Zombies or meeting new people.

[Nightstalker]

Subject Title: ~Twin Hearts ~

Character Name: Fajar (Dawn - Malay)

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Species: GeMoa (Wolf)

Physical Appearance: Fajar is a large wolf with strong muscles, his pelt is made of long, luxurious, light grey fur and his eyes are a pale grey-blue. His canines are large and gleaming white and, like his sisters, his muzzle is longer than usual. His tail is long and plumed and his paws are almost disproportionately large.He has a long scar that runs over his right eye and across his muzzle, giving him a dangerous look.

Personality Description: Fajar is named of the dawn, and despite his appearance, his personality reflects its warmth. He is the talkative one out of him and his twin sister, and he is bright and has a good sense of humour. He has a darker side, and is viciously protective and has no regrets in killing anyone that hurts those that he thinks of as pack. He and his twin are closely linked that they can talk to each other through their minds.

History: Fajar is the oldest of the twins. Ever since he was born Senja was a part of him. He could feel her emotions and thoughts inside of him and she could feel his. It wasn't until they were much older that they found out that this was not normal, their Alpha, fearing for the safety of the other pups in the pack, drove them out when they were under a year old. He was unwilling to do so before that because, despite his fear for the others in the pack he would not send pups off to die. Fajar and Senja have stuck close together from their birth, and as the get older their bond becomes stronger. They have learnt to block their thoughts and emotions off from one another, for privacy's sake, but they often go without the block, as they are incredibly comfortable with each other.

Likes/Dislikes(optional):
Likes::The dawn, Senja, pups, running, hunting and swimming
Dislikes:: Anyone hurting Senja or anyone he considers pack.


Other:: Can communicate telepathically with twin.





Subject Title: ~Twin Hearts ~

Character Name: Senja (Dusk - Malay)

Age: 26

Gender: Female

Species: GeMoa (Wolf)

Physical Appearance: Senja is as large as her brother, only seeming slightly smaller as she seems more elegant as apposed to her brothers poer. Her physical traits are similar to him, but instead of his grey pelt and blue eyes, she has fur as dark as midnight, and her eyes take on a similar colour. Her fur is as thick and wavy as Fajars and her tail is likewise plumed. Her muzzle is long as are her teeth. She is light and nimble, but still strong, although not as strong as her brother.

Personality Description: Senja is the silent one. She never speaks when an action will communicate well enough. She never communicates at all when she can get away with it, preferring to let her twin brother do all the talking, or when it came to GeMocs and Humans, acting as it so often turned out. The only creature that she ever really opens up to is Fajar, and often she doesn't need to say anything. She and her twin are closely linked that they can talk to each other through their minds.

History: Sneja is the youngest of the twins. Ever since she was born Fajar was a part of her. She could feel his emotions and thoughts inside of her and he could feel her. It wasn't until they were much older that they found out that this was not normal, their Alpha, fearing for the safety of the other pups in the pack, drove them out when they were under a year old. He was unwilling to do so before that because, despite his fear for the others in the pack he would not send pups off to die. Fajar and Senja have stuck close together from their birth, and as the get older their bond becomes stronger. They have learnt to block their thoughts and emotions off from one another, for privacy's sake, but they often go without the block, as they are incredibly comfortable with each other.

Likes/Dislikes(optional):
Likes:: The dusk, Fajar, pups, running, hunting and swimming
Dislikes:: Anyone husting Fajar. Couldn't give a fuck about anything else.

Other:: Can communicate telepathically with twin.

[Nightstalker]

Subject Title:: ~ The Fall ~

Character Name:: Ezrahtormal Devionstrac(Ezra for short)

Age:: 231

Gender:: Male


Physical Appearance:: Ezrahtormal Devionstrac is a very large male with a height of 6'7. There is not one ounce of fat in Ezra, he is all muscle. He has thick, black hair that falls in heavy waves to his shoulders. His eyes are piercing and such a dark blue that they are almost black. They are bright and alert and never stop moving, whether their scanning the horizon or examining the area around him. His eyes are cold and regard everyone around him with the same sense of hatred, regardless of whether they have done anything against him. Ezra's skin is lightly tanned, despite mostly staying out of the sun. His muscles are hard and toned and he walks with the stride of a predator. Ezra has a huge tribal tattoo covering one side of his body and a tattoo of a dragon on his right bicep.

(Except on his arm)

His dragon is huge, it has diamond hard, jet black scales. Its eyes are the same dark blue, almost black colour as he has in his human form. His fangs are abnormally large, as are his claws. He has large, deadly spikes that run down his spine. The spikes, claws and teeth are all silver.


Personality Description:: Ezra doesn't like people in general. He is more than willing to get into a fight and doesn't give a shit about anything much. His "Don't give a fuck about anything" appearance, although mostly true, isn't a complete truth. Ezra has a deep respect for those who fight for a living, understanding what it's like to go through life wondering whether you're still going to be alive the next day. Although incredibly aggressive, Ezra tends to be very protective of people weaker than him, despite the fact that he seems to hate them all. He can't stand sitting still and prefers to get out there and get things done.

History:: Ezra knows next to nothing about his past. All he can remember is waking up in a ditch in the middle of a war zone with a hole the size of a softball in his side, a screaming headache and no memory as to what side he was on and to what had happened. He was found by a group of soldiers, none of whom seemed inclined to help him but brought him back anyway. In a field medical tent the doctors stitched him up but could do nothing about his seemingly lack of memory. Once he was half way healthy again they sent him out to fight. Somehow, Ezra remembered all the skills he needed and he managed to keep himself alive. He had no idea what he was fighting for and no one seemed inclined to tell him, saying that it was more than their lives were worth to talk about it. When there was a lull in the fighting Ezra was walking pointlessly around a village that they had invaded for reasons unknown to him, when he heard the sound of jeering. He found three large soldiers ganged up on a much smaller man who was desperately trying to get past them to help a woman who had been grabbed by a fourth soldier. Without hesitating, Ezra had shot the man with the woman in the back of the leg and downed the other three in the same way. In return the male villager told him that the war he was fighting in was an invasion force for slaves and for land. Hearing this Ezra changed sides and helped free the villagers. He met with the other side and gave them vital information that helped them win the war. Then he left, feeling troubled as he tried to remember the reason he had been on the invaders side.
So many years later people are still coming after him for revenge, and people he doesn't even know seem terrified of him. Ezra moved out of the country completely, coming to America, and even there he found people that seem to know him and fear him. Lately brief spells of memory have been coming back to him and as of yet he hasn't told anyone what he has remembered. Ezra knows what he is and how to change, he retains everything that he has learned, including languages and fighting techniques, he just has no memories. He doesn't know how old he is, when he was born or if he has any family.

Likes/Dislikes(optional):: Fighting
Dislikes: the way some people look at him and how he can't remember his past.
Fears: loosing his memories again.

Other::
Preferred Form:: Human