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- Cotl - 11-15-2009 [html] http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x242 ... fucotl.png); background-color:#4f381d; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"> OOC: [Occasus Promontorium]; Ugh short start. 300+
1. Character Name: Cotl Van Ulrich
So you think I won't be able to make it on my own, huh ya' little bitch?! he could remember the conversation. It's not that, I just... FUCK! You see, that's what I'm talking about, you can't control it, and people will just outcast you for it. I will always be an outcast, and I can't just sit here and let my life rot -SHIT- away. It's getting worst Cotl. You can't even speak a sentence... Shut the fuck up. he remembered it like it was yesterday. The dumb Coyote tried to keep the male in his den all the time, and Cotl couldn't deal with the same scene everyday. He couldn't deal with the other male anymore. He needed to he away, get some chicks, and get wasted in lands elsewhere. He needed to party his ass off. That's what he planned on doing. The short optime male looked around with his bi-colored orbs. He had approached some sort of borders, lined with skulls on pikes. The male approached the pike, and touched it with his hand. Wolf. thought the male before he looked to the open land before him. A twitch of his audits topped off his observation of the lands.
His tail still as he moved forward. His head lifted to the sky, and his audits flipped back. Come to me, children of the devil. his voice lifted to the sky, a rather sad song filling the air around him. His voice carried on, reaching whom-ever's audits. The male was small. Probably smaller than a lot of the Coyotes around here. He barely was larger than any of his family on his father's side. He was larger than everyone on his mother's, but barely anyone on his father's. He let his voice die down, and he mounted a boulder, waiting for anyone to answer his call. The male looked rather bored sitting upon his perch, his eyes to the tops of the hills around him, one arm resting on his knee that was bent, his other arm back behind him, a majority of his weight being put on the arm he was leaning on, and his other leg straight out. He let a loud noise come from his throat, kindof a mixture between a cough, and someone trying to clear their throat. Boy, did he have issues.
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Sometimes I don't know why I try Because it's easier to die than to get by, than to get by And you and me, we can be buddies, we can be bloody
- Kaena Lykoi - 11-16-2009 [html]
- Cotl - 11-16-2009 [html] http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x242 ... fucotl.png); background-color:#4f381d; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"> OOC: I was hoping to get you here <3 400+
FUCKER! screamed the male. Not at anyone, or anything in particular. It was part of what was wrong with him. He couldn't help but scream, yell, shout, and the words that came from his maw were normally curse words when this happened, either in English or in German. This word was just the first of the many twitches that had plagued him at the moment. His audits twitched, back and forth, his shoulders becoming tense and then relaxing, which resulted in a shrug of his broad shoulders. His neck craned to the side, almost as if he was going to crack his neck, but it was just a tic. His neck straightened out only seconds later, and everything was calm once again. His eyes moved around, he looked for someone. And when he looked for someone, someone had appeared. He saw her body from afar. She was silver, and had red on her face. He couldn't see details other than that at the moment with the distance she was away. He didn't really even bother to approach her either, he waited in silence before she was able to be totally seen by the male. That's when his bi-colored orbs focused on the feo, and narrowed as she kept walking towards him. He noticed a missing eye, and scars now. Her golden eye focused on him, and her voice finally rang out. You rang?
Ja, where the -FUCKING SHIT- is this place? the male asked, his voice adjusting with a loud vocal adjustment after he spoke. The place smells of nothing but coyotes und there's wolf skulls -FUCKING COCK SMELLING BITCH- at the borders. again, his tics interrupting his speech, and another vocal adjustment of his German accented voice. In life, if there was anything he had not realized he never did was explain that he had a condition. He didn't like to think about it, and eventually someone would figure out that he had something wrong with him. The reason he did not explain was because subconsciously he didn't think there was anything wrong with him. Though he had not seen others randomly speak out curse words at nothing in general, he had not thought any different of himself because of it. He figured it was just the coyotes he lived around before that were sensitive about it. Ugh, My name is Cotl Ulrich. he spoke, that being the only sentence of his that was not hindered by the cursing, but still was riddled with that uncomfortable feeling in his throat, which had caused him yet again to clear his throat.
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Sometimes I don't know why I try Because it's easier to die than to get by, than to get by And you and me, we can be buddies, we can be bloody
- Kaena Lykoi - 11-16-2009 [html]
- Cotl - 11-16-2009 [html] http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x242 ... fucotl.png); background-color:#4f381d; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"> OOC: <3 300+
Cold eyes watched the feo infront of him. She let out a laugh. He growled vocally at it. They always laughed. Always. It started off as laughs, and then it was shunning because they could never understand what exactly was wrong with him. His ridge raised slightly. He didn't like the laughter. Not when he was sober. It's not fucking funny. the male spoke between clenched teeth. Audits flicked once again. Shoulders tensed once again. Tensed and then rolled back, then relaxed. His head tilted towards her, and he turned himself to where they were looking straight on one another. She looked angry for a minute, but then she relaxed again. Then she spoke once more. Kaena Lykoi. This is Inferni, a clan of coyotes. You all good there? she asked the male. His eyes narrowed on her. I'm finee-SCHIß . he growled, again through clenched teeth. He refrained from ripping off her head. Mauling her face more than it already had been. You could tell he was sensitive about it, but you have to remember that just because he was like this, didn't mean he was stupid. In fact, the male was very smart.
Large audits pointed towards her, well atleast one of them did, the other was laying back against his head for some odd reason. He guessed that it just wanted to stay there, so he didn't even bother to flip his other towards her. His body moved to where the mutt was sitting criss cross, and his arms folded infront of his chest. Another vocal adjustment before he opened his maw to speak once again. They -FUCKING- say it's something that's wrong with me. I -STUPID PIECE OF VERDAMMT SHIT- don't know why it happens. It just...-ORGASM ON YOUR FUCKING FACE- happens. he spoke to the feo, his breathing becoming deep, like he was trying to calm himself or something. He didn't like talking about it, and the disapproval of the conversation and his explanation were shown on his handsome little face. His eyes focused on her, for quite some time, he just sat there and stared, his eyes not blinking, but his audit that was pointed towards her was twitching, one could say irritably, but then again, it could've just been his issues. His maw let out one last grunt.
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Sometimes I don't know why I try Because it's easier to die than to get by, than to get by And you and me, we can be buddies, we can be bloody
- Kaena Lykoi - 11-16-2009 [html]
- Cotl - 11-16-2009 [html] http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x242 ... fucotl.png); background-color:#4f381d; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"> OOC: <3 400+
Except for that, your brain doesn't seem too damaged to me. Don't need to know anything else about it, then. she seemed to understand. It was rather curious that she'd drop the subject with such quickness, but he appreciated it. He nodded his head. You're right. I wish others would -DRUNKEN MONKEYS FUCKING IN THE BEDROOM- understand. he spoke to her, nodding his head slightly, his arms still crossed across his chest.That is, assuming you're here seeking a home. she then brought up. She had said something about this being a coyote clan right? He thought about it slightly. He did need a home, as of now he lived in a cave not far from here, but outside the lands most definitely. He could easily move his guitar, whiskey, and bag over here and into something slightly more...welcoming he hoped. Maybe he'd be able to make some friends here. HA! He doubted it. He'd probably be more of an outcast here than he was back in Germany. He shrugged his shoulders. He might as well give it a try. If he got kicked out for some stupid shit, then he got kicked out.
Inferni. he spoke the name on his tongue. The foreign tongue balanced the name with such delicateness. It was slightly hard to believe that he had such a beautiful voice for someone whom cannot help but scream profanities every sentence or two. His throat cleared once again. I take it you're Head honcho, ja? he was able to get his sentence out without screaming something, but he ended up clearing his throat again, and he twitched his right shoulder back, tensed, rolled, and then relaxed. -MOTHERFUCKING COCK SUCKING BITCHES- I accept your proposal. Are you guys the only coyote lands around? he asked, his tic obviously being present this time before he was able to speak a normal sentence. His eyes were still on the feo, his eyes having a small blinking episode until he was clearly able to see her through his bi-toned orbs. He slid down from his perch and he stood up infront of her. He was way shorter than her. Almost by a foot, if not then by a foot and a few inches. He felt small compared to her. He was slightly regretting getting off his perch, because from up there, at least he didn't look like he was her child. Both audits pulled back at the realization. I curse you mother. the male mentally cursed his mother for his short stature.
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Sometimes I don't know why I try Because it's easier to die than to get by, than to get by And you and me, we can be buddies, we can be bloody
- Kaena Lykoi - 11-17-2009 [html]
- Cotl - 11-17-2009 [html] http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x242 ... fucotl.png); background-color:#4f381d; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"> OOC: <3 400+
Others probably don't have quite so much exposure to the crazies. she tapped her skull. Was this a twisted way to call him crazy? He ignored the statement. He didn't consider himself insane, or crazy as this one liked to point out. He thought himself to be perfectly sane with a few problems that he was pretty much born with. His tail wiggled in the air behind him, it also puffed out much like a cat's would. He was not intimidated by her size. In fact, he felt like he wanted to jump on that ass. It could have been his hormones though. He had just come of age this last month, and he had been slightly more frisky than his yearling year. He shook his head to clear the thought from his mind. She must had had a mate already, or she was just plan too old to breed for any purpose....But then again...Who said that there had to be a purpose? But anyways, other than that and his perverted little mind, he watched her. No. My son, Gabriel, is our leader. I am his second. she mentioned that she was second to...her son? Had her son gotten tired of her in the throne, so he took it, or what? He didn't bother to ask. He shrugged. First, second, still up there. he spoke, his speech not hindered this time. The urge was suppressed for only a few seconds. SUCK MY PRESIDENTIAL COCK, BITCH! he let that one fly without a continuation of another sentence. That one, if he was trying to insult her, would be the one she could take offense to. He thought it would be funny if she had bent down and done so as well.
We are. There are several wolf packs located here, but we are the only coyote clan. What can you do? she then spoke to him. Wolves... I'll go with Inferni. he did not let any emotion pass his face or lips when he spoke of the wolves, for he had no opinion on them. They were at fault as much as the coyotes for outcasting the boy. He felt the same about everyone. He hated the world. The world hated him. It was a perfect match. Do I need to tell you any-FUCKER-thing about me, or am I getting-NYGEH- off scot free or something? he asked, orbs looking up to her own, his sentence cut off by a curse word and then a sound from his throat. God he hated how short he was. Everytime he looked at her, he felt like a fucking midget. It probably because he was.
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Sometimes I don't know why I try Because it's easier to die than to get by, than to get by And you and me, we can be buddies, we can be bloody
- Kaena Lykoi - 11-17-2009 [html]
- Cotl - 11-17-2009 [html] http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x242 ... fucotl.png); background-color:#4f381d; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"> OOC: It's cool. <3 500+
I like that one. Maybe I'll use it for myself. she let a small joke slide past her lips, and with that one, Cotl let out a small chuckle. He couldn't help but chuckle at her pathetic attempt to turn his disabilities into a joke. It had been one of the first he had heard though, and it was rather charming of her to actually let something like that pass her lips. Normally, it was either them shunning him, or laughing at him. Never trying to laugh with him. You'd probably get an -NYEH- awesome response. he spoke, a sound from his maw interrupting instead of a profanity. Bi toned eyes were still on her. He wondered how old she was for a second. He many years the two had apart. She looked older than him, but he was never good at placing years on another, so he never really liked to guess how old someone was. He let the thought seep from his brain before he listened to her words once again. Do you have any skills? In return for your housing, you pull your weight in the clan, Any plans for how you'll accomplish that? he knew there was something she needed to know. His skills. He shifted his weight onto his right leg, and tapped his left leg against the ground. He crossed his right arm across his chest, and he put his left hand onto his chin, stroking his chin and thinking about what he could do to pull his weight. Ich kann hunt. Trapping, or the traditional way. -BULLSHIT- I play the guitar, drums. Und, Ich kann tattoo, and pierce. -I WILL SKULL FUCK YOU- the male spoke, nodding his head lightly, his audits flicking back and forth, a small piece of profanity that if taken seriously, could be true about the male. He hadn't skull fucked anyone before, but he probably would if he had the chance. He wouldn't put it past himself.
He was trying to think of what else he was good at. Should he tell her that he could sing? He thought about it and then decided against it. He was a good singer, perhaps one of the best, but his lyrics would always be interrupted with the random sounds and profanity that would slip from his lips. Ich kann dance. Undd...Ich kann...-FUCK- he did have a point, he could fuck. But that's not what he meant. Maul things... he finally added, his left hand petting back his semi-spiked hair that was short and groomed back to small curled spikes. He then crossed both of his arms across his chest, his shoulders again doing their routine of tensing back, rolling, and then relaxing before he rested his arms against his chest. I'm also not slow. Ich kann run faster then most of my family. he spoke, a clearing of his voice again happening. You had to take into consideration that his family was half coyote and half dog. He wasn't the fastest on the dog side, because they happened to be smaller than he, but he was faster than his father and his cousins on his father's side.
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Sometimes I don't know why I try Because it's easier to die than to get by, than to get by And you and me, we can be buddies, we can be bloody
- Kaena Lykoi - 11-17-2009 Heeeey. I am going to officially accept you as Cotl for right now, but I can't reply to our thread, probably not until some point tomorrow. D: I am @___@ from not sleeping + jury duty. We can keep it going to a kind of showing-you-around type of thread if you'd like, or we can tack that or another OOC ending on and end it, either way is fine. But I didn't to make you wait, let you get started posting and all that now. So... you can start posting elsewhere for now! PM me if you don't want to continue the thread, otherwise I'll probably get a reply up tomorrow. [html]
- Kaena Lykoi - 11-19-2009 [html] http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x242 ... table1.png); background-color:#000000; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"> Whee, I am no longer crazy from sleep deprivation. And I lurve your avatar. And awwwww, someone should totes introduce Cotl to like, screaming heavy death metal, where his bouts profanity would be quite acceptable and cheered by the fans. ;D The hybrid woman could certainly agree with that—both from the odd use of the word presidential, which was somewhat appropriate, though in her case it might be vice presidential, and the reference to a woman having a cock. It would give her enemies pause, at least, and she wondered what the reaction would be to seeing her shout that. Weaker-kneed enemies would probably run screaming just at the words—the prospect of fighting a crazy opponent wasn't exactly appetizing to most. The lead-furred Centurion listened with clear interest as the canine continued to speak, his accent diverting into a language she did not know but could still understand well enough, given the context and the placement of the English words between. Trapping was an interesting skill; the hybrid woman did not know many who excelled at that form of hunting, adopted from the humans. More interesting than that, though, was his ability to tattoo—and pierce. Here clear interest sparkled in her sole eye, and her coal-dipped ears pricked forward in interest, one whole and one tattered to bits. "Tattooing?" the hybrid repeated, tilting her head to the side. "I am a novice at tattooing. Maybe you could show me a few things?" the coyote asked, eager to expand her skill. The hybrid woman was not particularly artistic; she could hardly expect to develop the skill for design, but copying others' work, pictures and especially the Chaos star that blazed on the skin of many Lykoi family members—that was well within her skill level. "I think you'll make a good addition to the clan. For now you'll be a Tirones, our subordinate rank," the hybrid explained, smiling again. It looked, for the first time, to be a genuine smile—being here and interacting with this canine had lifted her mood somewhat, and she was quite glad for that. - Cotl - 11-19-2009 [html] http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x242 ... fucotl.png); background-color:#4f381d; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"> OOC: Haa, if he could find some cds(and a working stereo-like that'll ever happen), or some books with the tabs, and lyrics he'd probably be able to introduce himself xDD +
Tattooing? I am a novice at tattooing. Maybe you could show me a few things? she asked him, showing very much interest in the subject. Cotl had been doing tattooing for atleast half of his life by now, since he had nothing else to do while stuck in the den. He would have someone come in everyday for have a tattoo done. Weither it was a new member of the clan, or be a regular, coming back for another piece of artwork from Cotl Van Ulrich. His tail wagged gently since the two had found something that they could relate to.
I think you'll make a good addition to the clan. For now you'll be a Tirones, our subordinate rank. she spoke on. Thanks, Kaena. his accented voice finally spoke her name for the first time. The way it bounced off his tongue, he was surprised about how nice it sounded with his accent. He furrowed his brows and mouthed her name again, imagining the sound once again without making a sound. He turned his head away from her for a moment. I'm going to have to get my shit from the -FORNICATION- cave that I've been staying in. I'll do that later though. he spoke this sentence more to himself than to her, reminding himself that he had to get his bag and guitar from that cave. But would you mind showing me -SHITHEAD- around first? he asked, his cold orbs focused back on her.
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Sometimes I don't know why I try Because it's easier to die than to get by, than to get by And you and me, we can be buddies, we can be bloody
- Kaena Lykoi - 11-22-2009 [html]
- Cotl - 11-22-2009 [html] http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x242 ... gtable.png); background-color:#000000; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"> OOC: It's cool <3 and yeah the mansion would be awesome to explore. He might steal a room from there as well.
Halifax isn't too far. Uh, maybe we could go there later or something spoke the maiden a few a few moments of confusion appeared on her features. One could only wonder what she was confused about. Audits pulled one on her, and the other down again as he let confusion enter his own mind. Though he too let the look dissipate from his face as she spoke to him. He nodded his head. Hopefully we'd be able to score one. he spoke, shrugging his shoulders. Like me -FUCKING CUNT- that much, eh? he asked, offering the feo a joke, just to show that he could be somewhat sociable. He was just slightly more brutal then some of the others. Plus he figured he had to be on the good side of the leaders. He always found himself more approachable when it came to the leaders of the clan. Just because they treated the male with respect, while some of the members would be sour about the male. It was always good to suck up to the leaders. That was the end of that. I have a gun, Don't hardly use it except to throw this on my family's skin she spoke, pointing to the ink on her chest. He looked at it from afar, not too sure about being too close to the female just yet.
If you're careful enough with it you can borrow it. she spoke, he held his hand up. Bitte, You think I don't know how to use it?-SCHEISS- I've been doing this all my life. he spoke, making the 'pfft' sound after he spoke, the German accented male letting a chuckle fall from his lips. Sure. We aren't too far from the forest, we'll head that way first she then spoke. He nodded his head lightly as the feo turned and started to walk away. Sounds gut. he spoke as he followed. He didn't like walking behind her though, so he was quick to match her own pace. He did notice her slowed pace though, probably not walking normal pace because that would require him to have to take two steps for her one step. The two walked together, their paces matching. You ever lived in a clan or a pack or anything before? she asked, and he gave her an involuntary grunt before opening his maw to speak. Ja, Back in Deutschland. he spoke, actually only speaking one word of English in the sentence, for he often did so in conversations simply because some words sounded the same in English, and not only that, but the fact that he had learned the two languages at the same time, and often would mix his English with German and vice versa.
They locked me away. Like I was a freak.-DAMNED ZOMBIEFIED RABBIT FETUS FUCKING EATING YOUR FUCKING FACE OFF - the male growled lightly, slightly annoyed that he had to think about it that way, but the male couldn't help it. He had always been in the cave, and though he would converse to many clan members, he still hated it because he couldn't leave the den, to go play with the pups, or to recruit new members, or to meet someone completely new on random, unless someone would bring by a new client. Getting out to sunbath was impossible, though when the night rolled around, he was able to run around a trap things without anyone saying anything to him about being out of the den. He would have to be careful not to get caught, and he also had to make sure he had a cover for why there was fresh kill around every day. He merely told the elder who watched him that his brother had brought it by. His brother would always cover for him. His brother was one of the only siblings that did understand, and that did care for him. Marik was his client as well, the boy covered in piercings and tattoos, all done by Cotl himself. Marik was the boy's walking canvas. If Marik hadn't been against leaving Germany, then he would have been easily invited.
Sometimes I don't know why I try Because it's easier to die than to get by, than to get by And you and me, we can be buddies, we can be bloody
- Kaena Lykoi - 11-24-2009 [html]
- Cotl - 11-24-2009 [html] http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x242 ... gtable.png); background-color:#000000; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"> OOC: adding me to the house list would be cool, as well as this thread ending OOCly with them picking out a room and exploring and such. Yeah, this'll be the last post then xP
Yeah, I'm sure you'll find one there. That's where I got my own, But I ain't been there in a while, and I'd like to keep it that way for a while. Maybe indefinitely. she spoke to him. She seemed nervous about the idea of going to the city, but Cotl shrugged his shoulders if she didn't want to go, then she didn't want to. He wasn't going to force her to go where she didn't want to. Cotl was more than happy to go by himself, and Maybe on the way to there he could score a job or something. He was feeling the need to drive a needle into some flesh. He shrugged the thought off, not bothering to go back to the subject. He let his throat clear once again, before he heard her go back onto the tattooing subject. I only ever met two others who knew how to do this kinda stuff, so it's kinda rare over here, I guess. she spoke. He nodded his head. Then that meant that he should have a lot of jobs to do in the area. He let a small smirk fall on his face. Gut, That means I -NYEH- will get many things for trades. spoke the male, continuing on right alongside his companion.
Don't blame you for leaving them, then, This is the Forest of Nod. Best prey's around this area, especially in the mansion gardens. We'll be there soon. he listened to her words once more and again nodded his head in agreement. Forest of Nod. There's also a mansion in the forest as well since the mansion has a garden. A Mansion. muttered the male as he imagined it. He had seen many in Germany as well as castles so he knew what she was talking about but he was unsure about how big it would be, since there were so many different grades. He guessed he'd have to see when they got there.
OOC Ending:
Sometimes I don't know why I try Because it's easier to die than to get by, than to get by And you and me, we can be buddies, we can be bloody
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