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Cécile Valovoi

"I can never fight for myself, but, for others, I can kill." [wip]

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a character in “Westcreek”, originally authored by blondehaired, as played by RolePlayGateway

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GIRLS YOUR AGE NEVER MEAN WHAT THEY SAY


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xxNAME
......Cécile Dima Valovoi
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x...ALIAS
x.x.her family calls her Baby.
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xx..AGE
x.xx.....20
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OCCUPATION
.......doctor?
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x....EYES
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x..HEIGHT
x.xx.....5'8"
xxORIGIN
.......Westcreek
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x.GENDER
..........female
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.SEXUALITY
...........hetero
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....SPECIES
..........vucari
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x.....HAIR
..............blonde
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x..WEIGHT
............127 lbs





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                  ( QUIRKS *! )

                  ◘always has long, freshly manicured clear nails
                  ◘dyes her bleach blonde hair before the full moon
                  ◘shifts every night to normalize the pain of it all
                  ◘always carries around ibuprofen and some book
                  ◘spends the day of the full moon alone, painting
                  ◘is strictly vegan until the night of the full moon
                  ◘she bites down on her wrist as she transforms
                  ◘always plays soft piano music when home alone
                  ◘keeps a calming crystal hanging on her neck
                  ◘keeps a wolf's tooth around her neck as well
                  ◘will avoid next-door butcher shop at all costs
                  ◘bakes a batch of cookies every night for family
                  __( LIKES *! )

                  ◘the smell of dark, strong coffee ◘cherries ◘dogs
                  ◘hunting with her pack ◘showing off her strength
                  ◘chocolate chip cookies ◘new moons ◘climbing
                  ◘perfume ◘gold jewelry ◘medical work ◘healing
                  ◘studying ◘staying up all night ◘small day naps
                  ◘snow ◘winter in general ◘growing food ◘plants
                  ◘baking ◘red lipstick ◘circular sunglasses ◘drugs
                  ◘fireplaces ◘roasting marshmallows ◘cold vodka
                  ◘hickeys ◘the smell of cigars ◘steaming showers
                  ◘shifting ◘running on four legs ◘wolf perspective
                  ◘getting drunk ◘dancing all night ◘breakfast
                  __( DISLIKES *! )

                  ◘the pain of shifting ◘silver ◘being alone ◘blood
                  ◘people who see her as a monster ◘killing anything
                  ◘deer ◘not remembering what she's done ◘lakes
                  ◘full moons ◘small rooms ◘big crowds ◘spiders
                  ◘music with no meaning ◘vampires ◘eating meat
                  ◘shifting for survival ◘hot weather ◘being sick
                  ◘impolite people ◘needing protection ◘innocence
                  ◘losing one of her dogs ◘frilly alcoholic beverages
                  ◘nighttime sex ◘cold water ◘sleeping too much
                  ◘missing out on big events or important information
                  ◘cats ◘cold people ◘sex without love ◘no love
                  ◘true love being squandered ◘heartbreak ◘drugs

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PERSONALITY °


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                    ( STRENGTHS *! )

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                    __( FLAWS *! )

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                    detail. keep your characters balanced, with an even-ish number of strengths
                    and flaws in both powers and also in personality.

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BIOGRAPHY °


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                  ( OOC *! )

                  FACE CLAIM: Bryden Jenkins
                  HEX CODE: #078362 / #003326
                  PORTRAYED BY: The Writer's Voice
                  CS CREATED BY: Epimetheus
                  TIME ZONE: EST bitch
                  _______( ASSOCIATED *!
                  ◘Бери́сь дру́жно, не бу́дет гру́зно. "take hold
                  of it together, it won't feel heavy." ◘snow on
                  wolf fur. ◘Bolshoi, her Chihuahua. ◘blood, lots of.
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                  _________( MISC *! )

                  ◘has deep, skin-toned claw marks along her nose
                  ◘always wears hiking boots, no exceptions ever
                  ◘usually wears loose-fitting, bright clothing to
                  deter fear from other residents ◘thick Russian
                  accent that you'd expect from a Russian native,
                  not a girl born in Westcreek ◘dreams of one day
                  visiting Moscow, the city where her parents fell
                  in love ◘bomb-ass baker, horrible cook ◘always
                  has her hair down, sometimes under a hat
                  ◘tongue ring and a few piercings on her ear ◘ she
                  has a branding of three small rings on the back of
                  her neck for her pack ◘a born werewolf, half-breed
                  ◘has deep, red teeth scars from transforming and
                  biting down on her wrist ◘youngest of her family
                  ◘has the darkest sense of humor ever; like she's
                  Russian, but damn ◘one of those small, quiet
                  girls that you think is innocent but totally isn't
                  ◘has like ten dogs ◘her favorite is a chihuahua she
                  named Bolshoi, which in Russian is big

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So begins...

Cécile Valovoi's Story

Setting

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ACT ONE : PART ONE : INTRODUCTION
LOCATION: MAINSTREET
TIME: 6:30PM


Summers in Westcreek were nothing short of exceptional. In general, the city's climate was all around lovely, cool winters and warm summers, a generally moderate climate. But it was the summers, really, that were something else. And it was because of evenings.

When the sun began to dip beneath the horizon, it transformed the sky into a canvas, bold streaks of color staining it, creating a view that could only be called art. It was generally acknowledged that this was the best time of day to be out and about, the best of hours to be caught walking the city streets.Today was something of a unique occasion, though, and on this particular evening, you'd be hard pressed to find a citizen of Westcreek not out in the streets. There was a reason for this, and it was called the Festival of Life, an annual occurrence that called for the celebration of the original founding of the city of Westcreek. And the event was something to behold. It had all the ambiance and staples of any small town suburban fairs-- portable rides that no one felt quite safe riding but always did anyway, game stalls everyone knew was rigged but still coughed up money to play, stands for local shop owners to try and sell some wares, even the exact sort of festival food that inevitably led to an upset stomach the next day but was still widely eaten-- but was somehow grander. Almost larger than life. By all accounts, it should have been a spectacularly fun event. However, there was always, unfailingly, a vague sense of discomfort and tension hanging heavy in the air the night of.

The event wasn't mandatory, for heaven's sake, no the mayor would never want to force anybody to do anything they didn't want to do. But everyone knew it might as well have been. They'd all heard stories of the people who decided to chance it, who decided to spit on the foundation of the institution, and the stories never ended well. It was almost insulting, in a sense. Forced to celebrate what began their imprisonment? Sat down and force fed pleasantries and lies, a false history shoved down their throats that they'd have to regurgitate later on? And yet, they all attended. And it was fun. It was hard to take that away from it. The city council never went anything but all out on the annual affair. Children shrieked as they ran through the fairgrounds, holding their cotton candies high and begging their parents for another go on the vomit inducing spinning machine. The neon glow of the rides and games lent a cool and breathable atmosphere to the place Westcreek only saw a few times a year. It was fun. That's exactly what people would respond with the next day when they were asked about how their night went. With a heavy heart, a tense smile, "It was fun."