Post by Chante on Nov 22, 2010 21:07:55 GMT -5
'the end is near,
[Chanteloupe Lesinger]
[Chanteloupe Lesinger]
~it's the beginning of the end~
full name ,, Chanteloupe Lesinger
nickname ,, Chante
gender ,, Female
age ,, 4
species ,, Nikushoku Dobutsu
rank ,, Ko Gado
~and there are no heroes here~
powers ,, Rage and Jump: She is twice her normal strength in the Rage and if she can plan it right, which she often does when, when she actually uses it she can only have her enemies around her. This is because she usually Jumps into a group of enemies and uses the Rage. Jumping is usually successful for her but she does have some problems with it.
weaknesses ,, She has been known to Jump a couple feet away from where she was aiming for. Therefore she ends up away from her intended targets in fights and often confuses her allies. She hates the Rage and uses it very little, when she becomes furious she goes into a Rage and viciously attacks who ever is near her, so she tries to keep cold and calm. She tries to hold her emotions on the edge of that anger.
~deep down, you know it's true~
likes ,,Meat, being in control, fighting, killing, pups
dislikes ,, The Rage, being out of control, wimps, stupidity, most female wolves
fears ,, The process of falling in love, she longs to find her true love but she fears going through the whole thing where she tries different suitors. She is afraid of being hurt emotionally in other words.
personality ,,Chante is ferocious and slightly crazy. She hates just about everyone except for a few of her own and puppies. She tolerates her close friends because they are like her. But that does not stop her from attacking and sometimes killing members of her "pack" of friends on accident in she goes into a Rage, she does feel guilt after this. She is cannibalistic and has been know to eat other wolves alive. But she will eat other things. She tries to hide her cannibalism as she knows the others will not enjoy it. She only eats those of other enemy Kingdoms.
She is a great fighter and loves it deeply. Even if it is just a practice fight she has no problem taking down another. That is because she is fast (because she is small) and knows how to use the other wolf's strength against them. She is merciless when fighting any wolf outside of her circle of friends. Though because of her height issues she is easily bowled over, so she is careful about how close she stays to her target.
She is extremely sensual. She loves to flirt but is so unpredictable that she will switch from rubbing up against you to biting you, so watch your back. She is a masochist, in others words she enjoys pain when it is caused on her, but doesn't like it as much when it is caused during fights as when it is caused during flirting.
She does have some soft spots though. She absolutely adores pups. They are innocent and naive, so around them she will do no harm to anyone unless it is unavoidable. She is also in adoration with the idea of a true love. Something about having someone love her for who she is, knowing everything about her and just accepeting it makes Chante melt. So she is always looking for that "one male" who would be able to accept her. She hides the darker parts of her self from the Kingdom she serves unless she flies into a Rage, then she had no control over what she does.
~on the surface, all is well~
eye color ,,a deep molten gold
markings ,, a scar that circles her left hind leg in the shape of a serpent
appearance ,, Chante is a golden wolf. Every hair on her has at least one band of gold on it. Her chin, chest, stomach, and under-tail are a light creamy-gold. The rest of her is a bright gold overlapped with a golden brown which is darkened by a goldish black. Her fur is soft and fluffy making her beautiful to look at. Her body holds feminine curves even though its small as it only stands at 24 inches at the shoulder. This doesn't stop her from using her body to its fullest extent when fighting.
Her ears curve softly at the top instead of being sharp and pointed like most wolves. On her left hind leg, starting from her paw all the way up to the middle of her thigh, is a very distinct scar in the shape of a hooded cobra. She has had it since she was born. She often says it reminds her that everyone in the Kingdom speaks words as dangerous as the poison of a snake.
~but the past rips the curtain off of your lies~
birthplace ,, Fantaji
mother ,, Shiva (deceased)
father ,, Tyros (deceased)
siblings ,, Lillibelle (deceased)
history ,, Chanteloupe was born to a very loving family. Her litter mate, Lillibelle, became her best friend from the moment they were both born. From the moment they smelled each other, even though they were blind and deaf, they became fast friends. They did everything together, they suckled, they slept and as they got older they played together. But it was not for Chante to stay in a normal happy life.
Chante was very close to her father, closer to him than her mother, and as he went off to war it was impossible to not feel like a part of her was going with him. She desired to be able to do that for real some day, and so she began to train to become a great fighter. She didn't care what station she got as long as she became one of the best in her field. Soon all that would come crashing down around her, for in a few weeks after she began training she over heard a family friend telling her mother that her father had been killed in action and would be brought home soon.
It didn't seem to register with Chanteloupe right then and there, but it definitely did the next day when she saw his body broken and mutilated. A part of her died that day, the good part, her conscience and her desire for anything but revenge and death. She spiraled into a deep depression and that depression almost sent her over the edge of insanity.
She decided that day she would consume her father's flesh to help him live on through her. While she tore and ate at him she began to realize how much she enjoyed the taste and she ate more than she intended to in the beginning. In the beginning she was merely going to eat his heart, but it wasn't enough, and because of that desire for more her mother walked in on her "desecrating" her father.
Chante was first awoken from the trance by her mother's scream, and then she was being ripped away from the sweet meat. Her mother began to yell and demand answers. Why was she doing this? What could she possibly be thinking. Chante couldn't understand why her mother didn't comprehend what she was doing. But then as she explained her mother insulted her by saying, "You are destroying his memory!"
Chante whispered back, "No mother, I am protecting his memory." And with anger erupting from every pore Chante went into a Rage. She killed her mother at a mere two years of age, and then she began to devour her too.
Unbeknown to the golden wolf Chante was being watched by Lillibelle. In fear her sister ran from the den and though Chante looked for her she was never heard from again. She was able to keep her cannibalistic nature quiet though by burying the bodies and saying a bear ate her mother. She said her sister had fled in fear and the bear had gone after her. Chante said that she assumed the bear had killed her.
Still the Hunger plagues Chante, and when it becomes too much to bear she goes "hunting" in other Kingdoms. She kills without guilt and fear of persecution. She has never killed one from her own Kingdom since her mother. She just hopes it will stay that way.
~who we are doesn't matter anymore~
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]name ,, Chante
experience ,, 6 years
sample ,, Chante inhaled deeply at the last sarcastic remark from Lacriasca. The statement ruffled the alpha's fur for some reason. She really had no reason to be angry with Lacriasca as the sarcasm was not directed toward her. But Chante did not like the bored tone in the assassin's voice, shouldn't she be eager to please Chante instead? Shouldn't she be wanting praise just like Dark? This was not Lacriasca's way, and Chante knew this but her emotions were such a ebbing tide that one never knew when they would be overwhelmed with her anger and viciousness.
"Am I boring you Assassin?" Chante asked. Her name that she used for Lacriasca, calling her by her station instead of her actual name, showed that Chante was on the edge of a fury. The last word snapped out between her long fangs as a cruel smile came across her face. Chante wouldn't think twice about devouring the meat on Lacriasca's bones, not if the Hunger over took her. She would think of nothing but that sweet blood rushing through her mouth and down her throat, the taste of her wonderful dog flesh. Chante was not afraid to show her dark side to her pack. She killed her very pack mates in full view of the others. All of her "family" knew that she was dangerous and so close to insanity, teetering on the brink of spinning down that dark abyss.
Her nostrils flared, she could smell the wonderful scent of the blood rushing through the Assassin, begging to be spilled. And why not? She had brought sarcasm around the alpha, she deserved it for not being obedient to her very core. But how would she know what Chante wanted, a voice inside (Chante's small conscience) said to her. Her conscience only appeared when it came to her pack. It was her job to protect them, yet here she was thirsting for one of theirs blood.
She shook her massive head and turned her attention to her daughter, as the mouse was placed at her feet. She smirked at Dark and then it softened into a smile, she ate the mouse in one bite but the blood was enough to satisfy the Hunger for now.
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