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Donelle Blackburn

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by AppleSauce

Groups

Citizens of the Lutetian City State of Issunar
A well known pack of werewolves into organized crime.

Description

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Donelle Blackburn

"Punch first, ask questions later"


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Basic Information


Full Name
Donelle Blackburn

Gender
Female

Age
32

Hair Colour
Chocolate Brown

Eye Colour
Blue

Race
Werewolf

Orientation
Unknown





Mental & Psychological Information


Personality
Donelle is the type to let you know if she doesn't like you, she's very blunt and open. If she's irritated or annoying she'll let you know. She has a rather tough exterior and is indeed quite a harsh, rough woman, however she does have a soft side and cares a lot about her comrades, working as a team is a big thing to her and finds that team work is the only way to get things done right. Donelle has always been loyal and respectful to her superiors or whoever is in charge, any kind of back stabbing or disloyalty isn't taken lightly for her and she's not afraid to beat someone up for what they did. She tends to talk with her fists mostly and is a quite temperamental woman, something she should perhaps work on as she can go too far sometimes.


Likes
✔ Cigarettes
✔ Alcohol
✔ Old films
✔ Bad jokes
✔ Brawling

Dislikes
✖ Most people
✖ A Push over
✖ Being lectured
✖ Being in one spot for too long
✖ Waiting

Fears
"Ha ha! I don't have any fears..."
- Dying before their enemy
- Failure
- Losing someone they care about because of themselves
- Being powerless

Secrets
Has actually tried to quit smoking and drink less but has failed countless times, loves the shit too much.
Acts tough on the outside but is actually quite a softy on the inside and cares about her comrades a lot
Feels like she's more attracted to women but she just doesn't know, doesn't think about it a lot at all though, doesn't really care.

Outlook on Life
She see's life as a gamble. You give life something and you either hit the jackpot or lose it all, simple. Sometimes life gives you a whole lot of crap to deal with, sometimes it's simple and carefree, but all the time, it's real. It's not something to take for granted and she certainly values her life a lot, see's a lot worth living for and fighting for.

History
Donelle practically grew up in Lutetia, her family had moved there when she was only three years old. Despite all the drama and terror that the town had dealt with, herself and her family managed to get through it all with no worries, especially seeing as how her parents were both Werewolves it was quite simply and easy to survive in the town, but it was a bit difficult to hide this fact from the humans. They wanted the towns people to trust them and not be suspicious of them in any way of being something other than human. And that's how it's always had been. Her parents passed away in some rough fight with another clan that didn't end very well, she knows very little about it and simply told the people of the town that they moved away, to explore, many believe her but in the background she was burying her own parents. She had a rather tough upbringing, went through quite a lot but got by and was well known at the pub, a lot of people had learned not to mess with her and had used her muscle from time to time, for a price of course, nothing more fun than beating up a few people for easy coin she thought.


Physical Information

Description
Her hair is at average, medium thickness, brown, a bit wavy with a few flicks here and there. It's shaved on one side of her head and the rest of her hair is parted to rest on the other side of her head. She has full, plump lips and tends to wear rather natural looking make up aside from her red lipstick. Her make up in a way softens out her quite sharp facial features. She has a small mole just above one side of her mouth, fine eyebrows. She tends to wear loose to baggy clothing and loves the colour red. There is a clear, well done tattoo on her chest of a skull between a line of roses, above it in writing it says "The Past is Indestructible" under that in smaller writing it says "Life will rob you".

Injuries
A rather deep, scar across the side of her face, stopping just above her mouth.

Accessories
- A simple necklace with two dog tags
- A thick golden, yellow coloured bracelet

Miscellaneous Items
- A lighter
- Cigarettes
- Wallet full of money

Skills & Abilities

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+ Major Skill 2 -
+ Major Skill 3 -
- Minor Skill 1 -
- Minor Skill 2 -
- Minor Skill 3 -
Legendary Skill

Race Abilities
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Other Information


THEMES

Main Theme
HUNGRY - Rob Bailey and The Hustle Standard
Hyper - Controllin Me
BUCKCHERRY - Gluttony

Emotional Themes
Frank Sinatra - That's Life
Frank Sinatra - When you're smiling
Foo Fighters - Best Of You


GALLERY
Artist found here

So begins...

Donelle Blackburn's Story

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Character Portrait: Raven Drygion Character Portrait: Rowan Alastar Character Portrait: Jason Durand Character Portrait: Renkirr Character Portrait: Donelle Blackburn Character Portrait: Felix Bastien
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"Thanks kid." Donelle entered the room a few seconds after Myro to catch him mention coffee. With her thanks said, she took the coffee off him and poured herself some before resting what ever held the coffee on the bar counter. She sort of snuck up on him she had to admit. But she definitely needed the coffee, she had a rough night and although she was late she didn't feel the need to explain herself unless she was asked.

Practically sculling the coffee down, her eyes shifted from person to person before finally speaking out loud once more. "Looks like we're all here." She said bluntly, stating the obvious, unless some weren't aware of the usual who attended the meeting. To her it looked like the usual, familiar faces mostly, some not so familiar but that would change eventually.

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#, as written by Varden
Aimee had been there the whole time. She had been laying on a nearby couch smoking, with one hand behind her head. When Donelle entered the room she sat up and put her cigarette out in an ashtray. She pushed her hair behind her ears at sat closer to the rest so that she could take part in the meeting.

This young woman, about twenty-five years of age at a glance was relatively new to the pack. She had some minor history with the police involving cyber theft and espionage. Her skills had quickly made her relatively valuable to pack as she was found to have great skill in acquiring information and setting up automated security for the pack's various business ventures. She was not terrible with a pistol either.

She crossed her legs and spread her arms out down the back of the couch she sat upon but didn't say anything.

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Rowan took a crystal glass from behind the bar and dropped two ice cubes into it with a solid 'clink'. He reached for a clear bottle full of an amber colored liquid and poured it until the bottom was generously covered. He swirled the ice cubes around for a moment before bringing the glass to his lips and taking a sip from it.

He could feel the anticipation from his pack. The energy was thrilling, and he couldn't help but chuckle as his blue hues lit up slightly. He slowly crossed over to the middle of the room. He kept them waiting, wondering.

"Thank you all for coming in on such short notice." He started off. "I've called you all here to start letting you into the loops I have so carefully woven.."

"The rumors you've heard are true. I have been looking to expand our territory more. But as you know, it is quite difficult with a certain pack of dogs in the way.."

"Baron's pack is in chaos right now. Some are licking wounds, Baron himself is on a tight leash.. But he still has strong neighbors that would come to his aid. Those neighbors are parked right in our old turf that Baron took from us many moons ago. Its a prime spot. I want it back."

"But we'll have to leash the misguided dogs of VINDEX." He said before taking another sip from his glass. He assumed he didn't need to go into further details of how they were to go about 'leashing' Bowen. It would go without saying.

Rowan was preparing for war.

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Felix's eyes widened considerably. His dark brows pulled back in an expression... almost of shock. He held out a hand, palm facing the floor. "Now, wait. Boss. You serious?" he asked. "I mean, I mean, I know you're serious. It just seems a lil' sudden."

The boy knew that if Rowan had declared it, then it was bound to happen one way or another. He had scarcely been there for the last real fight, though. It had been a specialty of his, keeping out of anything his brother was likely to show up at. This time, though. That would be a real challenge.

"I ain't pussyin' out, though! I guess... it is about time, yeah?"

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Jason's stoic frown shifted slowly into a broad grin. "Now that's what I'm talking about." he said, straightening to lean back on the couch. "Been aching to put those mongrels in their place for a long time."

It'd been too long since Jason had been able to stretch his legs, have a real fight. Going up against the Bloodstones and VINDEX... now that'd be a fight worth having. Baron, Ragenard, even Bowen - he was willing to bet they'd all give him a run for his money in a straight up fight, if not more than that.

Man, he sure hoped the boss let him take them in a straight up fight. The prospect of potentially being beaten was ... strangely exciting. That'd get the adrenaline pumping enough to let him really let loose.

He cast a glance over to Felix, flashing the younger werewolf a smirk. "Don't sound all that confident, Scrappy." he remarked, "No need to worry. We'll stomp 'em to the curb."

Jason cracked his knuckles, "I've been waiting for this rematch."

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Mariah went to push open the door to the meeting area, though she was twenty minutes late. The door didn't budge. "Oh for Christs' sake." The female muttered. She eyed the lock on the door, and dug into the pocket of her jean shorts. Pulling out her ring of keys, she flicked the small silver pin out, and shoved it in. Two jerks, and a shove, the lock gave. She pushed the door open, and shoved the keys back into her pocket.

Eyeing Rowan from behind her red sunglasses, she spoke over the heads seated around the room, "The locks are in need of an upgrade," She raised her hands, and walked towards the coffee on the counter, "Just saying. Sorry I'm late, traffic's a bitch. Please, continue."

Mariah wasn't the most professional of the pack, nor friendly. However, she was loyal to Rowan to the death, same as to the rest of her pack mates, though she wouldn't tell them.

Pouring her coffee, still with her shades lowered, she found a seat next to Felix, and almost sat down on him making room for herself. Mariah pulled a small flask from her shirt, and poured from it into her coffee. "What'd I miss?" She whispered to Felix.

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Charlotte's eyes opened wider, "Rowen, sir, do you think we should attack when he's feeling super weak, or when he's comfortable and not expecting it? He probably knows he's got a target on his back" she spoke up, now standing up. She jumped as another pack member walked in. Her head snapped back to Rowen. "I mean with all due respect, shouldn't we wait?" she asked, her tone softening.

Walking over to the kid, she took a coffee "Thanks kid" she said, ruffling his hair as she went back to the wall she was leaning against.

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Rowan's smile faded for a brief second before a smirk came to his lips. He placed the glass of whiskey down on the table and began to chuckle darkly. He seemed to have forgotten suddenly that Mariah was late, about the surprise and excitement his announcement had made.

No, he was more focused on Charlotte right now.

"Oh? Is that so? Do you think you can run this pack better than I can, Charlotte?" He asked, his tone dark. "Challenge accepted. I will fight you for the right to lead this pack."

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When Charlotte had started to speak Aimée's brow furrowed and she turned to look in her direction. 'Are you dumb as a box of rocks?', she thought and then turned briefly to look to Rowan. She instantly lowered her eyes and twisted her body to slide back and then over the back of the couch so that she was no longer anywhere close to what could be called 'in between Rowan and Charlotte'. She did this with a grace and flexibly fitting her lithe form.

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Mariah almost got excited, as she continued to whisper to Felix, not so quietly. "Doesn't matter what I missed, this looks to be the good part." The female wolf reached inside her shirt, and pulled out a protein bar, still wrapped. She opened the end, holding her coffee cup between her knees, "Ten bucks says she belly ups." She looked to around the group, knowing full well a few would be annoyed with her childish antics. Mariah just couldn't be helped, she was a case all her own. She took a bite of her bar, and chewed even louder, looking directly at Charlotte.

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Charlotte's gaze left Rowens for a bit, "Hey, don't bet on me, unless you are willing to ask for more money" she said with a smirk before turning back to Rowen. "Ro, I meant no challenge, I was just giving a suggestion, trying to keep us safe, not saying you don't care about us, but just trying to buy us some time to build our strength" she said, had she been in wolf form, her tail would be tucked.

Sipping her coffee to buy her time. "Again, Rowen, I meant no challenge of your authority" she whimpered and put her coffee down, waiting for him to speak.

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Jason shifted slightly to nudge Felix in the ribs with a grin, "Hope you're not wearing anything expensive. Think we're in the splatter zone." he murmured, grinning.

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Rowan's blue eyes were glowing brightly by the time Charlotte opened her mouth again. She was acting so flippantly about the fact that her pack leader was now.. Well, upset was to put it lightly. The man's smirk widened into a broad smile. Almost too wide. He slowly unbuttoned the cuffs of his sleeves and rolled them up, stepping lightly as he rounded over to Charlotte.

"Is that so..?" Rowan asked, lowering his gaze. "Do you think I've been idle, dear Charlotte?" His voice was deadly calm and almost quiet. Very few people here had ever seen Rowan like this. Rowan had not always been this pack's leader. When he was a pup, another name had taken and killed his father for claim of leadership. Rowan himself had been kept around. He was, after all, from a long legacy of werewolves dating back before Lutetia was here.

Rowan fought his way through the ranks. With his strength, his cunning and charm, he had been able to gather up enough loyalty that when he challenged the previous leader and killed him, none had challenged him that right. Rowan commanded respect through fear, a trait he had rightfully earned.

He didn't wait for her to answer. "While you've been an air head around Audrieu, I've been working. Planning. Plotting. Waiting. Do you think Baron would wait to destroy us if the roles had been reversed..?" He asked, walking to stand about 3 feet in front of her. His smile had never faded.

He attempted to grab her by her shirt to pick her up, to slam her through the table as hard and fast as he could muster.

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Myro kept his distance as the scene unfolded, moving to be just a few feet behind Jason and Felix. "Just don't say the wrong thing and make him angry yourself" he warned them, then remaining silent himself. Normally, he would have a lot to say about this. But Myro wasn't an idiot. He wasn't going to get between Rowan and Charlotte. Hell, he wasn't going to get between Rowan and anyone. Myro was carefree, not suicidal.

So, after his warning to Jason and Felix, Myro remained oddly silent. He was rarely ever silent, so when he was, it was for a good reason.

Not being the subject of Rowan's wrath was one of them.

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Donelle simply stood there leaning against the counter as she watched their leader casually make his way to the middle of the room. As he spoke all her attention was on him, when it came to matters like these she was always serious and quite silently, intently listening. She was very loyal just as much as the rest of the pack, and always trusted in Rowan's ways, the only reason they had gotten this far and been around so long was thanks to his leadership. To hear another member casually and ignorantly question such authority without even realising it did strike a few nerves but she remained silent. It wasn't her place to intervene, not that she wanted to anyway. Yes Donelle simply watched and listened to Rowan scold and Charlotte retaliate, perhaps she wasn't all there today, it happens, it's not like it's uncommon to have the leader knock around some of the pack to get them back into shape. If anything she enjoyed seeing this sort of thing. Far from being unnerved by the sight, she remained leaning against the counter, downing the rest of her coffee, watching the others reactions and whispering amongst each other.

Aside all that, she was all for Rowan's plans and thought it was about time the took action and stepped up their game, show their rivals they're not the type to be pushed around. Yes taking that old turf back would be a most victorious event.

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Charlotte, not being one to take lightly to being thrown, stood there, limp in his grip and took his hit, waiting for him to throw her like a piece of meat.

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Charlotte crashed through the table, splintering the legs with the force she was brought down upon it. For a human, it most likely would have mean that they would be unconscious or more seriously injured. For a werewolf, it would just mean bruises for a while and possibly broken bones.

But Rowan wasn't done. As soon as she landed, he gritted his teeth as he hauled her back up, shoving his knee into her stomach with enough force to knock the wind out of her, possibly crack a rib or two. He let her fall to the ground before grabbing her throat before she had time to recover, squeezing it tightly. He held her in the air, his blue eyes blazing with his fury.

After a few seconds, he smirked. "You're lucky you're more useful to me alive than dead... For now." He said, his voice dripping with cruelty. "Just remember.. Next time, I may not be so.. Generous." He dropped her to the floor, turning slightly to gaze back at his pack. "Anyone else have questions about how I run things around here?!" He barked, looking from face to face in a silent challenge to any who would stand up against him. He was daring anyone to do so. Charlotte had only wet his appetite for blood.

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Charlotte was left on the floor gasping for air, she could feel her ribs were cracked, that was the least of her worries, they would heal in a matter of hours, she brought her hand up to check her face, noticing nothing was wrong with it, she sighed, wincing as she did, laying her hand back down, she figured she'd just lay there until someone came to get her, either from the pack or room service.

She began breathing slowly as her bruises began to do their normal cycle of turning colors as it healed. She could feel some of the wood splinters in her back, the blood was drizzling around her, stopping soon as her minor cuts were healed in a matter of minutes.

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Aimée kept her eyes averted and shook her head when Rowan asked if anyone else have questions about how he ran things around here. It was a rhetorical question anyway and she was smart enough to realize that.

When the tense mood eventually calmed down Aimee would speak finally. "What would you like me to do to help?", she said and was addressing Rowan but appeared frightened of him. She believed Charlotte got what was coming to her and was too worried about the outcome should she go and try to help the girl up so she did not. She didn't think highly of Charlotte anyway.