Ghost/+2046

[Milybr]

{ Ghost .



This innocence is brilliant, I hope that it will stay
This moment is perfect, please don't go away, I need you now

{ THE PLAYER .
who pulls the strings.

Alias: Mily or Milybr
How did you find this site: lol xD
Any other characters: More coming soon

{ THE CHARACTER .
quick info.

Character's Name: Ghost
Age: Looks about Toboe's age, maybe a bit younger in the face in human form
Gender: Female
Species: Mix of an artic wolf and husky

{ TRUE SELF .
what you really look like

Fur: Totaly white
Eyes: A light, sorta sky blue
Body Build A very slim, small like body, with long legs, made rather well for speed. Looks rather unfed, for can see some of her ribs
Special Markings: the fur on her tail isn't exactly as fluffy as normal, for the tissue is slightly scarred from a fire. Also, has a branded mark of a cross that stands for the nobles she use to belong to down her left front leg.
Accessories: On her right her, she has a tag that either has that cross symbol cross symbol plus "2046" though, depending how your looking at it, it could look like it's saying ghost with a backwards h and a weird t.
General Appearance: A rather pitiful wolf. Scrawny, and skinny to the point it's becoming unhealthy, plus with her screwed up tail, one would either think she can't fend for herself, or just has had a horrible life thus far.

{ INVISIBLE TO HUMAN EYES .
what most humans see

Hair: A very pale blonde, so pale, that you as the well to call it white. It is cut in a sort of choppy stile, and is only, about an inch above her shoulders. Her bangs as push to the side, so it sort curves around her face (sorta like how fma bangs get)
Eyes: The same kind of chilling blue in her true form. Also, has black underlines under them, as if she needs sleep
Skin: Very pale, marble-like skin that's sensitive to the sun
Outfit: A dirty, old, white tanktop, that's just a tad bit to big. Along with some torn up jeans, with fray ends. No shoes.
Figure A skinny preteen like body, who has a chest just growing in. With slender, tiny limbs that seem very fragile
Special Markings: A tatoo of a cross down her left arm
Accessories: On her right ear, she has the same ear ring.
General Appearance: Looks like a ragged kid off the street. Sort of has that haunting look. Where she looks innocent in a feel creepy way. Like someone from a horror film.

{ THE PERSONALITY .
inside is what counts.

Paradise: To be a pup once more, with her litter, parents, and her father's owner again

Personality: Really, she can be a very nice, and sweet girl, who would do anything for the one she trustes. Just the fears and brainwashing of her childhood often deprives this side of her when people first met her. One moment she can be a shy, little, kind pup, the next a blood thristy, angry, beast. It all depends how you approach her, and what movements you make. Like a rabbit, the slightest wrong movement, will ruin your befriending of the bunny. Except, this bunny will try and tear your head off if you make the wrong move.

Good Traits: Very loyal and faithful once you've gain her trust. Also very obdient. Will give you her all

Bad Traits: Paranoid, to the point of illness. You never know when she might suddenly think she's back in the ring, and lash out at you.

Strengths: She has excellent balance, and is very fast, with reflexes to match. She's the type to slither her way pass your attacks, and go in for her own. She tends to wear her enemy out, rather than just fight them head on. A bit here, dodge, jump to the side, take another attack, get out of the line of fire, keep dodging til another opening, and keep this up til her enemy is tired out.

Weaknesses: Though her agility and such is beyound belief for a wolf her age, the strength she holds is not much. Usually, the way she gets her enemy is by using speed to keep out of harm, and either make her way to their throat, or to wear them out, but if it came down to it, one big hit would probably knock her out. That being so, her bite is not that deep.

{ THE PAST .
way back when.

Pack Members: She thinks they are all dead

Pack History: Her mom end up falling in love with a snow dog who worked for humans in the village below the forest that her mom was raised in. It wasn't long til the wolf adapted the life as a dog so she could remain beside her new mate. The two lived in peace together for a short time, for soon after their first litter was growing big enough to run around, and play, took over the little village, and tore the family appart. Some were killed, and others, like Ghost, was taught to be fight dogs. Last time she saw her mother, was during training, where she was force to fight another dog, and try and live.

Personal History: Raised as a fight dog, for the entertainment of nobles. She was taught, or more so, forced to learn on her own, how to fight from a younge age. She would be used like the romans did lions, starved and provoked to the point of madness, then unlesh on traitors of the noble who owned her, that, or put up against other dogs for 'training'.

As it seems, all the noble families are at war, and this one, just like so many others, fell. While the noble family, bunches of the slaved canines were able to escape, and now Ghost wanders around aimlessly

{ THE END .
curtain call.

Role Playing Example: It was a miracle. There here mother was, standing right infront of her. She could not believe it. Letting of soft whines and whimpers, she begun to slowly walk over. Her mom. Here. Alive. Her pace soon picked up, and she was now bounding towards her beautiful mother. It was going to be all right. She will be able to leave this place. Her mother must of came her to take her home. She was going home.
These thoughts flew away as fast as they had come, as she suddenly felt a stinging pain in the side, and the ground was taken out from beneath her. Crashing into a wall, and sliding back to earth, she braught her blue eyes to stare at the golden ones before her. They were her eyes.....but they were blank. Just empty golden orbs of rage. The white and gray wolf slowly slink it's way towards Ghost, moving in for another attack. It couldn't be. How could her mom forget her? but staring into those emotionless, she knew, but couldn't admit, that her mom was no more. Only her body was left. The nobles had wash away any trace of her old mom, and now all was left was a demon in her mom's fur
She could not move. Could not look away. She just kept staring into the those dead eyes. Whimpering, whining, crying, calling for her mom. The only reply was snarling, that just grew louder as her fangs drew closer. She had to be in there. Had to be. Her shadow soon covered the little wolf, as she flashed her teeth, and moved in for Ghost's throat. The sight of those many razor, white, knifes, caused everything to go black
But that black out was not death. No, death would be too sweet. She had snapped. Given in to the brainwashing of the nobles like her mother did. Only coming to relieze this, as she licked the blood off her lips, and looking down, to find a mass of grey speckled white fur, soaked in blood. Staring at the body, the little wolf did not move an inch. No thought cross her mind. It was as if, she was no an empty shell. She felt nothing, heard nothing thought nothing, did nothing. Only thing she did do, was see the unforgivable crime beneath her claws, and spell the horrible deed all over her. She had killed her mom. She had given in to the demon inside of her, and now, it was her fault, her mother was dead.

Why You Think You'd Role Play as This Character Well: because I love my ghosters

The Moon's Color: Black until they make a darker color