Post by Terenzio DeVito on Oct 25, 2008 22:23:09 GMT -5
Name: Trinell Liikaer (Lee-care)
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Orientation: bisexual
Guild: Thieves
Shapeshift Form: Wolf
Appearance:
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Orientation: bisexual
Guild: Thieves
Shapeshift Form: Wolf
Appearance:
Trinell's human appearance: Trinell is a smooth 5'8" with an athletic build. She has a lot of lean muscle, which keeps her looking deceptively skinny. Her hair, for the most part, is just long enough to be spikey on the top and back of her head while the right half of her face is hidden by long spikey bangs. She has a braid from the rest of the hair that's too far left on her head to go across of face that falls all the way down to her waist. She has emerald green eyes. Her hair is black in the back, silvery-gray on the bangs, and dark midnight blue for the braid. She always has her I-Pod attached to her left arm and her head-phones in even if she's not listening to anything, which she usually is. She has a simple black thin chain with a round deep garnet stone around her neck that sits right in the hallow of her throat. For clothes, she wears a tight-fitting, low-cut gray tank-top lined by black that cuts off right at her belly button and loose black slacks that has a silver belt at the top. She wears black combat boots that tend to be hidden, somehow, by her slacks. Her tattoo, which is ice blue, is on her ribs, just below and to the side of her breasts.Personality:
Trinell's Wolf Appearance: In her shifted form, she is tall and lean with the same bright emerald eyes. Her legs are long and her coat is short everywhere except her mane and tail, which are thick and soft. For the most part, her coat is black but all of her paws are silver-gray and fade into dark midnight blue up until her 'elbows', where they blend into black. The same goes for the tip of her tail. It starts out looking like it's been dipped in silver-gray paint, but it smoothly darkens into midnight blue and then black, to match the rest of her coat. Her snout and the tips of her ears are the same as her paws and tail, except that the colors on her snout continue choppily on down her neck half-way before beldning completely into black. Her necklace, which can't fit around her neck in this form, is on her front right leg, settled right on her paw. Her I-Pod hooks around her front right leg and her head-phones sit on her head, right at her ears.
Trinell is a very odd girl. She almost has multiple personalities, and people do acuse her of such, and so can easily take on another outlook. Usually, she's fairly happy and easy-going. She likes having company, and likes to have friends that she can talk with without them pitying her. On occasion, like a bad day, she's in a bad mood and it's a good idea to stay away from her. Although she doesn't look it, she was raised a fighter and always loves a good fight. But when she's mad and you fight her, it's a whole different ball game. She goes in wanting nothing more than to destroy you and leave you for dead. No matter what her mood is, she never cares what others think of her or what she does unless you truly respects them and their opinion. She's rather smart, but very simple-minded. She firmly believes in the philosophy of working smarter, not harder and so tends to think her "raids" through before actually fulfilling them. She hunts out her victim's weaknesses then uses them against them, both in fights and on the streets.History:
Trinell was born into a shockingly rich family, although it was far from a happy home. Her father was a great man and loved her dearly, but her mother was a cheater and a hound for money. She was only married to him because of his wealth and so when he went bankrupt she divorced him and left him with nothing except Trinell and her bills. Of course, he couldn't afford the bills and a nine-year old Trinell and so decided to give Trinell up for adoption with the hope that she would get a good, loving home and be safe and happy.Sample:
Trinell despised his decision and she let him know it.
She hated it like she hated her mother and so, although it hurt her and she knew it would kill him, she ran away from home the night before she would be taken to the adoption agency. She took her favorite wolf plushie, her brush, her favorite picture of her and her father, some food, and a change of clothes as well as a small, soft pillow and a thick blanket that wass surprisingly easy to fold and fit into a backpack with everything else. She carried her wolf in her arms. She also brought her German Shephard, Tomah, with her.
She wasn't worried about getting by on the streets, seeing as how she had been a child prodigy when it came to martial arts and had learned a vicious form of martial arts called Sambo Jiu Jitsu.
And so, she left without a trace and disappeared off the face of the earth for a five years in which she traveled around the country, mainly sticking to the forests and mountains so as not to be seen and questioned. She returned to her home city during the fourth year, when she was fourteen, with Tomah and a two of his puppies that he had had along the way. Their names were Faline, who was the older of the two and a female, and Feich, who was the younger of the two and a male. Faline was beautiful and looked exactly as a German Shephard should while Feich was a glorious ebony color. Both of them had glowing reddish-brown eyes that were almost crimson. Feich's body build was the only visible thing that gave away his breed, and his personality was that of a true German Shephard. Faline's personality was the same, but with a more maternal bite to it. She saw Trinell as her pup, despite Trinell being the one who helped rear her. Feich saw her as his sister, and Tomah saw her as his daughter.
Not long after she returned to her home city, Tomah died of old age. She mourned his death but gave him a proper burial one night in the back of the cemetary. She left a simple stone design over his grave that would allow her to know that it was his without it loooking unnatural.
Although she knew it would only open long-forgotton wounds, she went back to her old home and found that her father no longer lived there. Curious, and painfully worried, she went to the local library and searched for hours to find out what had happened to her father. She couldn't possibly ask her old neighbors. No, that would be bad. She'd be forced into an adoption agency and she refused to let that happen. So she continued to search. It took her a month, but she eventually found what she was looking for, only to have her heart broken. Her father had commited suicide a year after she had left, when the cops had given up the search for her and told him that she was more than likely dead. For two months after that, she stayed in the dark alleys and did only what was necessary to keep herself and her companions alive. A raid gone wrong after those two, dark months, though, left her with only one family member left.
She was in the middle of stealing the essentials from a house she'd been watching for a week when the dog, a massive Rottweiler, that the people owned broke out of his room and attacked Faline. Instantly, Faline was fighting with all she had and Feich was helping her, but the rottweiler managed to severly injure her before Trinell was able to beat him back into another room and lock him inside it. He was fairly injured himself, seeing as how Feich and Faline were used to fighting together. Not even bothering with the blood and broken vases, Trinell had hoisted Faline up and took off out the back door with Feich right beside her. She'd managed to get everything she needed by the time she realized the Rottweiler was too much for her dear brother and sister. She ran the opposite way of her current home, not wanting it to be found because of a blood trail that someone may follow. When she finally stopped running, she did her best to treat Faline's wounds but a few of them were too severe to go without surgery. Knowing that Faline would die did nothing to ease the pain.
Not wanting Faline to go through any more pain then necessary, Trinell put her to sleep as gently as she could after giving her a fierce hug, a kiss, and telling her she loved her. Both Feich and herself mourned her death.
After she was sure no one was following her, Trinell took Faline's body to the cemetary and laid her next to her father, Tomah. She added another simple rock design to mark her grave. It was only slightly different than Tomah's, allowing all those who were in on their meanings know that it was Faline's grave, not Tomah's.
After that, she focused as much of her energy as she could on keeping Feich and herself safe and healthy.
It worked until she was almost seventeen.
Feich caught a slight cold, which he got over quickly, and they went to one of Trinell's lesser sources of food and supplies only to find it was being shot up by angry drug addicts. Knowing the immediate danger of the situation, she turned and ran away. Feich followed, but not fast enough. A stray bullet caught him in the flank as he turned and ran, effectively laming him. Trinell easily caught his howl of pain and picked him up and ran. She was able to keep the blood from flowing too much until she reached one of her many safe havens and set him down. Her shirt was ruined, so she took it off and used it to try to take care of his wound. She managed to get the bullet out but it got infected and after two days of rapidly deteriorating health, she knew he wasn't going to make it. She'd seen it happen several times, and knew she didn't want Feich to go through that kind of pain. So, like Faline, she put him to sleep and buried him next to his family. His design was the most different of them all, the most intricate, but perhaps the most natural.
She realized she could shapeshift later that night when a night guard caught her sleeping by the graves. He didn't see her, at least not her human form. By the time he had arrived, she had transformed and was growling low in her throat. He didn't have time to notice her I-Pod and head-phones because she whirled around and took off over the fence and into the dark. Her birthday was three months later, and now she uses it to her advantage.
Trinell glanced warily around herself, making absolutely sure no one was nearby, before slipping up to the always-open bathroom window on the house she was about to raid. She would soon be low on food, and so had staked out this house for the past week, learning all she needed to know about it.Other:
Sliding silently into the house, she carefully made her way into the kitchen after snatching a few clean sets of clothes from the eldest daughters' room. She stuffed the clothes in a worn old duffel bag and took enough dry food to last her at least half a month. She tossed about a hundred dollars inside it from the money jar they had on top of the fridge, and pulled a couple of cokes out of their fridge. They, too, were tossed into the bag. Checking her watch, she realized that she was twenty minutes away from being out of time and cursed vividly. Still careful as can be, she returned to the open bathroom window and escaped without a trace. She took a moment to shift into her wolf form before taking the duffle bag up in her mouth and disappearing into the alleys.
She liked being well away from her victim's homes well before they got home so that the trail wouldn't be as fresh.
Weaving in and out of the alleyways, she paused beside a gym and swiftly changed into a pair of sweat pants and a black tank top. She pulled on a pair of comfy old tennis shoes and zipped up the duffle bag. Just as she did that, a large group of people walked out of the gym in somewhat similar outfits and she hurried to catch up to them. She mixed into the crowded streets without being noticed and smirked to herself as her scent was covered by the masses. 'Heh, easy as pie,' She thought to herself. Feeling confident, she turned her music up louder and let herself 'wander' through the crowds until she reached the most confusing way to her home. She'd lost several people on this path.
She made it home without incident and calmly made herself a bowl of beef ramen and a coke for dinner while mulling over her day.
"Hmmm... I could have done that faster today." She mumbled around a mouthful of ramen, not even hearing herself. Her music was still on. "I should have been in that house and out in five minutes max. I was just over five minutes." She frowned at herself, slightly scolding herself. "That's what I get for stopping to get some cokes..." She sighed, shaking her head and taking another bite. She finished her dinner off quietly and shook out her thick blanket and pillow after cleaning up after herself and tucking her new clothes away and putting her food away. She put the cokes close to the window, so that they stayed at least somewhat cold.
Once she was sure everything was where it was supposed to be, she laid down and went to sleep.
Halfway through the night she shifted and curled up under the blanket, feeling safer that way.
The only other thing I wanted to add was that she goes to visit the grave at least twice a month. I'd like to add that Trinell has a smooth scar going in a crescent arc down from her temple to her chin that she uses her hair to hide. It's a pale flesh color and shiny, as to be expected of a scar. It's not puffy and you almost can't tell it's there if you run your hand over it. It's five years old; she got it from an abusive man who had a knife and managed to get close to her before she could do anything. He ended up dead, by the way.
I have drawn pics of her, and here they are!
Human Form:
kiavanielkawolf.deviantart.com/art/Trinell-s-Human-Form-102352921
Wolf Form:
kiavanielkawolf.deviantart.com/art/Trinell-s-Shifted-form-102353487
~*~ EDIT ~*~
Trinell, on her 18th birthday, gets a cell phone from Kurosaki Kyo and approximately a week before that Djakael forces her accept an apartment. What caused it was that she caught a particularly bad cold that kept her out of commission for almost a full week and Dj got tired of her living out in the woods.
I AM SOOOOOOO SORRY THIS IS SO LONG!!! >.<!!! I didn't mean for it to be so long, but I couldn't bring myself to make her history any vaguer than it already is! TT^TT Sooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyyy..........x-x