Souls of the Unknown
Greetings, young traveler! Looks like you've stumbled upon our little slice of heaven here in Sotu. Don't worry, we already know what you are, you're not like those common humans, you're something more. As fellow creatures, we welcome you. There's other around here just like you and I, many of us actually. We are right under your nose. But shh... Don't give us away now, we really don't need humans finding out. It's our little secret...

Welcome to Sotu v.2! An all level supernatural creature role play taking place in a haven built just for the supernatural though we coexist secretly with mortals. 100 years ago, war plagued our once beautiful home, turning everything upside down till nothing but rubble and bodies remained. Life had seemed cease... The four clans, exhausted and thin in numbers, had finally given up and declared a truce between themselves, vowing never to go to a war so deadly as before, to make sure that their one and only home flourished once more.

And now, Sotu has done just that, expanding far past it's original borders and returning to it's once majestic state. Mortals have since migrated here as well, providing an adequate food supply and excellent cover for those returning to their human forms. Life has returned normal for most though old blood still has yet to allow ancient grudges grow.

Its up to you where we go from here. Keep the peace, or bring war back to our lands...

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Zoey Carlile~ Werewolf

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Zoey Carlile~ Werewolf

Post by Zoey Carlile on November 9th 2013, 11:57 pm

She plays her skin like a violin.
Armed with a shiny metal bow. She moves back and forth, tone deaf as death, this music has no beauty to show.
Passion is bled with no words said, for this song is just instrumental.
And then the girl falls down without any sound...She won't be making it to the recital.

+ Character Name + Zoey Leah Carlile
+Age + Sixteen
+Face claim+ Taissa Farmiga
+Gender + Positively female.  
+Race+  Werewolf
+Sexuality+  Bisexual
+Character Description + WIP

+Character Personality+ WIP

+Back Story + Tragedy, after tragedy, after tragedy. Life simply didn't want Zoey to be happy.  Her father died shortly after the girl was born, and her mother, a day after the girl was born, got sick, terribly sick. And not to mention, Zoey lost her eye sight at the age of two. With her mother always needing to be in the hospital, Zoey's pack Grandmother raised her. You see, Lucinda, Zoey's mother, and Robert, her father, as well as Grandma Rosy, were rouges. They had never had a real pack before, and chose to stay that way. So with her father dead, and her mother sick, her Grandmother was Zoey's only real chance of survival.

Though, after her Mother soon passed away, Zoey's grandmother couldn't bear it. It was difficult. Raising a blind child. So without a goodbye, a hug, or a kiss, her Grandmother left Zoey in the middle of the night, letting the neighbors find her, and ship her to an orphanage. Zoey couldn't understand why no one would love her. All she wanted was a family..a real family. Months after, a nice woman, named Waverly, adopted Zoey. She had a disease, that prevented her from having her own children, and because of that, her husband left her.

Waverly desperately wanted a child, and the minuet she spotted Zoey, she knew she wanted her. The want only grew stronger when the Woman who ran the place, listed Zoey's back story, and overall persona. So, Zoey was adopted, and all was good...but something bad had to happen. There was a nearby pack by Zoey's new home. And they knew that she was, even if she hadn't ever shifted before, and basically, Zoey didn't even know what SHE was. But they still didn't like the idea another wolf, even if it was a 'pup' in their turf. Waverly was murdered, because she was the pup's "mother" , and Zoey was sent back to another orphanage. Finally, the girl gave up on having a dream home. A year past, and no one adopted her. And Zoey knew why. Who would want to adopt a blind child? Eventually, with her Dora Suitcase, and stick to help her walk, Zoey ran away from the orphanage.

+Example Post+
She sang softly, swinging slightly as the wind blew her long hair behind her. She could tell she was being watched. Miss Lovelace always kept an eye-out for Zoey. And Zoey hated it, even though she'd never out loud admit it. I'm not weak! I can take care of myself! But Zoey was also grateful, that Miss would take time out of her work, to watch Zoey as she played. Blinking, Zoey tilted her head up, feeling the snow kiss at her cheeks, and she smiled. "Hello there.." she whispered,to the falling snow. She wondered if it looked as beautiful as her imagination had created.  Holding on tightly, the girl swung her legs back n' forth, going higher. Miss Lovelace crept closer. Zoey could hear her. Miss was always worried that Zoey would fall off the swing, trip on something, and all together, just get hurt.  Zoey also hated that. She hated being blind, and needing special needs, and being different..She wanted to be like other children. To be able to see. Oh what she'd give just to see what the world actually looks like. "Z, baby, let's go inside now. It's getting rather cold." Miss murmured, stepping to the swing, and she grabbed onto the rope, hauling the swing to a stop. Zoey sighed, blinking slowly, but she nodded. No point in protesting. She hopped of the swing, causing Miss into a fit. "Zoey! There's ice underneath you! You must be careful! Take my hand, girl." Which Zoey did. I'm no idiot. She wanted to hiss, but of course, she didn't.

 Feeling herself being led back to the house (orphanage), Zoey let her free hand reach down, which meant she leaned to the side, and her small fingers touched the snow. Cold. Soft. Swiping some into her palm, Zoey licked it. Tasteless. Miss scoffed down at Zoey, and opened the door, quickly closing it behind them. And without a word, or a warning, Zoey was swept off her feet, and carried up flights of stairs, and placed upon a bed. She was in her room. She could smell it.  Slipping off her coat, Zoey handed it blindly to Miss and licked her dry lips, hopping off her bed to slip off her boots, and wander to the other side of the large room, going to play with her dolls. Once she heard Miss close the door, and her heeled boots gone, Zoey crawled back to her bed, and went under, reaching around for her suitcase. Where are you? Here? No, but I found teddy! Erm..Ah! Gotcha! Pulling it out, Zoey wandered around, packing things, stuffing them into the case, and soon, she snapped it shut, and hauled the suitcase to her closet, and threw it in there. She'd come back for it tonight. And that's what she did. At midnight, when everyone was asleep, Zoey crept down the stairs, surprising herself when no one came to see what all the noise was, especially because Zoey dropped her suitcase once, and it fell all the way down the stairs. Creeping into the cold night, Zoey stopped once the front door was shut, and zipped up her lime green jacket, and began on her way, using her long stick to move around the town, avoiding cars and such.

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Re: Zoey Carlile~ Werewolf

Post by Samantha Deadwood on November 10th 2013, 10:05 am

Approved lovely ^_^

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