Post by Mia Marcella Locklyn on Aug 6, 2008 5:44:49 GMT -5
The Freak behind the charrie
Call me Imi.
I have walked earth for 19 years.
I have lived the life of RP for a while.
Heard about this site from the both of you smelly people though i can’t remember which of you told me first...
I Think EV is Ace .
The downfall of many
Locklyn, Marcella, Mia.
Lycan
"Kill or be killed, there is no alternative."
[/font]Call me Imi.
I have walked earth for 19 years.
I have lived the life of RP for a while.
Heard about this site from the both of you smelly people though i can’t remember which of you told me first...
I Think EV is Ace .
The downfall of many
Locklyn, Marcella, Mia.
Lycan
"Kill or be killed, there is no alternative."
Minor details..
Surname: Locklyn
Middle Name: Marcella
Forename: Mia
Nickname: Marcie, Mi
Years Old: 2925
Born On: 12th July
Interested In: Men
Oh i saw you looking..
Eye Colour: Dark Brown
Hair Style: Medium length, Dark and wavey
Stature: 5'5"
Build: fairly slender and athletic
Weight: 9 stone
Clothing Style: Depends on the situation
this is who i am and i dont care for your OPINION
Personality: Mia is a vicious character at the best of times, equipped hugely with sarcasm and other such forms of wit. She fully enjoys making individuals look weak and foolish. This is generally much easier than you would think, as people tend to disregard her due to her appearance, assume she is of little importance but it has always been their undoing. She delights in destroying people whether it be by physical or mental means, either way she is not at all fussy as long as she gets to them in some shape or form. Even though she has certain arrogance in her airs, she adores combat and getting down and dirty in any battle. She has always been preferential to guns when in battle in her human form, though has trained manly in close combat fistfights and her stamina and such for when in her ‘Furry’ form, as her mentor used to refer to it.Cold, competent, Conniving and conceited she may be, but merciful in battle she most certainly was not. If you enter a battle it is either kill of be killed, and Mia had never quite warmed latter part.
Likes:
[♥] Lycans
[♥] Making people look foolish
[♥] Taking down a couple of vampires, is always pleasant
[♥] Aggravating the Younglings
Dislikes:
[x] Vampires
[x] Idiots
[x] Her mentor
my past is my own, and to my own END[/font][/size]
Family:
Mum: Mercedes Locklyn
Dad: Gerald Locklyn
Siblings: Sister~ Adriana, Brother Marcus
Other: Too many to note
History:
Mia had had what appeared in the Lycan community to be an unusual family situation. She had grown up with both parents, had siblings and quite an extended family, all of which she got on well with. For her first twenty years of life, she lived in her happy little family situation until of course it was time for her to move on. Moving to the city in search of a job and a place of residence, she scoured the area. Granted it was hugely different from the surroundings of which she had grown up. She had no family to rely upon or to converse with, for the first time in her life she was on her own. This had not bothered her to begin with, she settled in well to her knew surroundings making friends with neighbours her age, going out with them at night and such. And this continued for another couple of years, until she was in her mid-twenties. Having found new furnishings for her apartment she went to go and celebrate in a proper manner, in the form of a meal, given the era. Though the times were tough at the moment, everyday there were new mentionings of wild dog attacks. They were becoming still more frequent. And yet the one time Mia walked home alone through the alleyways, would be her last human one. This peculiar September evening, it was warm and yet it was fairly windy. A seemingly drunken man had ambled over to her in the street, a little bit full of himself commenting on her appearance and inviting her to join him by his dumpster. Politely declining the offer she had continued. Though this had not gone down too well, the man gained a crazed look in his eye, a disconcerting twinkle. The next hours of her life, she has never once remembered. Though to cut a long story short, this man became her mentor in all ways Lycan, training her up teaching her how to fight, and how unfair life was and that it was best to be cold because if you were otherwise it would always be used against you in a battle. Becoming obsessed with her new form of power and strength she trained continuously for many years, learning everything her mentor knew. Though he was a proud, ridiculous man, with very little sense. She disliked him intently even though he had made her what she was which she thanked him for silently. But he was a rash man, he recruited new Lycans all the time, not bothering to test them see if they would make an interesting Lycan. He knew nothing of the clans true greatness; hence he welcomed people to it almost everyday. Demetrius however, he did. Now there was a man with plans and ideas, he was too put Lycans on the map, to extinguish the weakest beings. Her ridiculous mentor died not twenty years after blooding her; he died in a small battle against the Vampire Lord, believing he could take her down. What a fool. For the following centuries, Mia attempted to stay close to Demetrius well as close as he would allow younglings to get to him. Learn from his manners and ways of attacking a situation. Unlike other Lycans he actually calculated things, attacks and how to get advantages in battle. Other Lycans did not think with their heads rather more their jaws and claws. And for this reason she would eventually make her way to the top of the clan and be respected and noticed.