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About Dante Bonavich

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  1. It isn't necessarily more welcoming or friendly because of the lack of smut. I've met my fair share of a*holes here, but most of them were obsessively elitist and very disrespectful but I won't point fingers because I'm a nice and mature person. I myself absolutely hate smut solely for smut unless it actually furthers the storyline but even then, I must agree with you that it is UNBEARABLY boring. But keep in mind my post was merely a suggestion if they ever wanted to raise the age limit for one reason or another, or if they wanted to start a new site for such things. But it was a simple suggestion.
  2. There is a way to find out a person's age though it might be a bit...difficult if you can't get the proper software. There's this app called "After School" that uses a scan of your state issued ID (or license) barcode to prove your age which faking such is difficult and illegal on the part of the person trying to fake their ID so...just an idea if y'all see this and want to check it out.
  3. Everyone knows the horrors of the holocaust. Millions of unneeded deaths of innocent people. The horrid bombings that had families fleeing and hiding in fear. But what about the side that no one talks about? The disturbing experiments that took place during the war at the hands of the Nazis. Even in the concentration camps there were things that no one could explain that went on. Prisoners disappearing for days on end only to be tossed into the mass graves or returned so traumatized they wouldn't stop shaking and couldn't speak. What was it that went on in those labs and on site bunkers? What was happening to those people that left them in such a state of pure terror? Choose the side you fight on wisely... (( PM for CS skeleton ))
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    I am interested in joining this. c:
  5. Name: Chrysoprase (Chrys) Race: Gem Age if applicable: 2,400 years Origin: Homeworld Are you a Fusion: No Location of Gem: Chest Breif Bio: Chrysoprase was originally designed to be a Quartz soldier, one of the first generations of her type. Due to her gem's nature she didn't want to fight and escaped in the cargo hold of a ship headed to earth during the Rebellion. She didn't take part in the battle and instead simply hid until things died down, eventually just living amongst the growing human population. She is returning to Beach City after years of traveling to investigate the damage from the Homeworld gems she'd heard had returned. She has yet to meet any of the Crystal Gems. Personality: Chrys is very laid back and affectionate. She does everything she can to make sure everyone is happy and comforts anyone who is upset as best she can. When threatened she is extremely hostile and tends to be very distrusting afterwards. Likes: Food of all sorts, games, humans, making people happy, animals, helping corrupted gems instead of poofing them. Dislikes: Homeworld gems, parasites, foghorns. Weapon: Heart shaped battle axe Do you have a room or place you hang out: The Big Donut and the beach. Edited 17 hours ago by Enmyira
  6. Name: Dante Bonavich Age: 24 Race: Werewolf (tundra variant) Average Lifespan: 100 to 150 years Power/Ability: Shifting, scent tracking, poison detection. Weight: 177.9 lbs & 381.4 lbs Height: 5'7 & 8'7 Opinion on Human Race: Dante is absolutely fascinated by humans. She adores their many different cultures and the wonderful foods but tends to not be very fond of right wing conservatives or just anyone who opencarries a firearm. Human Interaction: She blends in fairly well and keeps to herself for the most part. She made herself a life in this new place with a job at a nice little bakery but she still prefers living out in the wild, though the money from her work makes surviving so much easier since she's able to properly feed herself (werewolves have a high energy intake, especially if they plan on shifting or its near a full moon). Though she has had to move a lot since she'd arrived in this new world since her initial attempts at weaving herself into society ended fairly badly in the couple small farming towns she'd taken up residence in previously. She didn't realize that livestock were owned and not for her unless she bought them, which didn't sit well with the farm owners at all. She's learning and getting better though, and fairly good at avoiding capture seeing as she simply wants to live alongside humans and learn from them.
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    "Blueberry. Anything blue is practically like a drug for me." she chuckled as she set a strawberry and a blueberry on her nightstand, rummaging through her pockets for a napkin. Once she found one she carefully popped the marbles with a fruit scented hiss before handing Macey the strawberry. Out of habit she leaned down to sniff curiously at the container before realizing her error and backed up with an embarrassed apology. "Sorry, that was rude of me. People don't sniff things before they eat them, do they? Yes, I would love one." she replied as her cheeks became a faint pink. @wonder
  8. Name: Dante Bonavich Nickname(s)?: Dogmom (afterwards) Gender: Female Appearance: Height: 5’7 Weight: 190 lbs Build: Chubby but buff. Think a heavyset swimmer’s body. Thick body with pronounced hips and breasts and toned arms and legs. Hair: Medium length, white, kind of choppy/messy, with "emo" bangs. Skin: Extremely pale and cannot tan whatsoever (just gets a horrible, blistering sunburn). Eyes: Bright yellow/yellow-hazel, depending on the lighting, with a darker ring around the outer edge. Clothing: Over sized sweaters (preferably any shade of blue), dark blue skinny jeans, a white or black leather collar, and beat up red converse. Sometimes wears some pieces from her fur or taxidermy collection (tanned fox or wolf tails and tanned and shaped wolf ears or even a full headdress pelt but those are mostly for special occasions); also has faux fur replicas that are more custom designed and just as realistic (gets her mistaken as a furry but it's better than if they found out about her...little secret). Scars: Self harm scars on thighs, stomach, and upper arms. Shot gun wound on her back over her right kidney (hunting accident at age 13). Personality: Generally nervous and shy but can be bold, though her moods are extremely volatile and can change at the drop of a hat. Highly (passive) aggressive toward those she dislikes or sees as suspicious. Age: 24 Experiment preformed?: Wolf-Human hybridization (attempt to create a successful werewolf); they're going to attempt to splice her with a Tundra wolf (and Siberian husky to level out the wild instincts that cropped up in the last batch of this particular experiment). She'll be tested afterwards in behavior changes and work ability. Relationships?: N/A What can you remember?: N/A Other?: (See below) Disorders: High functioning Asperger's Severe depression Social anxiety Minor OCD (( I'll add a picture in when I can find the right ones on my phone. ))
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    Dante shuddered slightly as she readjusted the stack of sketchbooks in her arms, sharpened nails clicking softly against the metal spiral bind out of nervous habit. First day and she had already missed the first two periods. She hated running late but sometimes she just couldn't help it. The woes of poor time management. She pursed her lips as she checked the map she'd received from the front office to make sure she was headed the right way, her beat up red converse squeaking in a way that make her clench her teeth as she turned a corner. God! These maps were poorly drawn for an art school. A frustrated sigh escaped the young woman, finally spotting the door to the digital art room with the comforting glow of computer screens spilling from the little window on the door. It seemed like it would be a comfortable room so far; no bright lights to irritate her eyes and they'd probably would let her listen to music after instructions were given.
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    Dante chewed at her lip as she hauled her bag up over her shoulder so it was easier to carry up the front steps to her new dorm. She was quite anxious about her new living arrangements, particularly about her new roommate. She's never lived somewhere with a complete stranger before and the thought was quite unsettling for the young woman. Thankfully her sister owned an apartment on the edge of town if she needed to take a break from "other people" for a weekend. A sigh fell from her lips as she finally found the door, checking the number she's written on her hand to make sure it was the right one. 14. Yup, this was the one. She gave a light rap at the door before entering, sharp eyes examining the room as quickly as possible out of habit before taking notice of the girl by the bed on the far side of the room. She wasn't much one for talking, unsure how to even go about it, so she simply took the other bed and started unpacking. She wasn't sure if animal pelts counted as contraband but she didn't care, pulling a large deer hide blanket out of her secondary bag attached to her over sized main bag, yanking the provided blanket off to replace it with her own. She absolutely hated most synthetic blankets, finding them much too stiff and itchy. For the moment she kept the rest of her little...collection in her secondary bag, the deer blanket was probably enough already to unnerve her new roomie if they were watching. Instead she pulled out a huge navy blue sweater and traded her waterproof jacket for the softer garment, keeping her arms hidden from view as she did so. It took Dante a good several minutes before she finally thought of something suitable to ask to find out more about her new living partner as she pulled a case of marble soda from her main bag. "Do you like strawberry, melon, or blueberry better?" @wonder
  11. Name: Dante Bonavich Age: 19 Sexuality: Pansexual Gender: Genderfluid (masculine presenting neutral); she/her or they/them pronouns Appearance (Realistic): Height: 5’7 Weight: 190 lbs Build: Chubby but buff. Think a heavyset swimmer’s body. Thick body with pronounced hips and breasts and toned arms and legs. Hair: Medium length, white, kind of choppy/messy, with "emo" bangs. Skin: Extremely pale and cannot tan whatsoever (just gets a horrible, blistering sunburn). Eyes: Bright yellow/yellow-hazel, depending on the lighting, with a darker ring around the outer edge. Clothing: Over sized sweaters (preferably any shade of blue), dark blue skinny jeans, a white or black leather collar, and beat up red converse. Sometimes wears some pieces from her fur or taxidermy collection (tanned fox or wolf tails and tanned and shaped wolf ears or even a full headdress pelt but those are mostly for special occasions); also has faux fur replicas that are more custom designed and just as realistic (gets her mistaken as a furry but it's better than if they found out about her...little secret). Scars: Self harm scars on thighs, stomach, and upper arms. Shot gun wound on her back over her right kidney (hunting accident at age 13). Personality: Generally nervous and shy but can be bold, though her moods are extremely volatile and can change at the drop of a hat. Highly (passive) aggressive toward those she dislikes or sees as suspicious. Likes: Her special interests; taxidermy and animal furs and the tanning process, Doctor Who, Rick and Morty, magic (the pagan and Wiccian kinds). Dislikes: Being harassed for her identities, orientation, disorders, and interests. She absolutely hates being yelled at and will either cry or straight up try to attack whoever's yelling at her. History: (Under construction) Born in Russia but her parents died when she was only a couple months old leaving her to be put up for adoption, was brought into the care of a lovely couple from Germany (mother was bisexual and father was pansexual) who raised her on the outskirts of a little farming town near the Black Forest. Had a happy, relatively normal childhood without much bullying regarding her sexual orientation or gender identity. However she did receive quite a lot of scrutiny due to another aspect of her (non gender related) identity that she ended up trying to hide at a fairly young age to avoid harsher bullying; she will try to quickly change the subject or will simply shut down if anyone tries to investigate this part of her identity. She currently lives with her sister on the edge of town after being transferred to this school. She received quite a bit more bullying about her orientation and gender identity after she moved and tends to try to hide it as much as her non gender identity. Disorders (Optional): High functioning Asperger's Severe depression Social anxiety Minor OCD (Does self harm count as a disorder?) Extra: She's otherkin (tundra wolf/siberian husky wolfdog + werewolf) and runs a personal/experience blog under the username DanteTheWerewolfDog. She tries to hide this from the outside world as much as possible because back home she had trolls that found out where she lived and started stalking her, yelling slurs (related to her Asperger's) and barking at her in the streets. Sometimes this happens in her new home.
  12. Name: Dante Bonavich Nickname: The Queen Bitch (not recommended), Dogmom (close friends) Age: 19 Grade: 12 (Senior) Gender: Genderfluid (masculine presenting neutral); female pronouns (she uses them to avoid answering unnecessary questions) Sexual Orientation: Pansexual Personality: Generally nervous and shy but can be bold, though her moods are extremely volatile and can change at the drop of a hat. Highly (passive) aggressive toward those she dislikes or sees as suspicious. Art (drawing, theater, music etc.): Drawing (traditional and digital), music (singing/choir), Writing (freelance, independent, has written four novels but never published them publicly in any form) Background: (Under construction) Born in Russia but her parents died when she was only a couple months old leaving her to be put up for adoption, was brought into the care of a lovely couple from Germany (mother was bisexual and father was pansexual) who raised her on the outskirts of a little farming town near the Black Forest. Had a happy, relatively normal childhood without much bullying regarding her orientation or gender identity. However she did receive quite a lot of scrutiny due to another aspect of her (non gender related) identity that she ended up trying to hide at a fairly young age to avoid harsher bullying; she will try to quickly change the subject or will simply shut down if anyone tries to investigate this part of her identity. She currently lives with her sister on the edge of town after being transferred to the academy. Appearance: Height: 5’7 Weight: 190 lbs Build: Chubby but buff. Think a heavyset swimmer’s body. Thick body with pronounced hips and breasts and toned arms and legs. Hair: Medium length, white, kind of choppy/messy, with "emo" bangs. Eyes: Bright yellow/yellow-hazel Clothing: Over sized baby blue sweater, dark blue skinny jeans, a white or black leather collar, and beat up red converse. Scars: Self harm scars on thighs, stomach, and upper arms. Shot gun wound on her back over her right kidney (hunting accident at age 13). Other: Non gender identity is otherkin (( Policy - Our definition of Otherkin )); tundra wolf/Siberian husky. She tries to hide it to the point where it can become extremely stressful for her. She also has a high functioning form of Asperger's. With her otherkin identity and her difficulties of her Asperger's if her emotional state becomes more excited than normal (rage, fear, joy, etc.) she will react in a more animalistic way (growling, yelping/whining, yipping, etc.). Because of this it is more difficult for her to understand most people's body language, able to easier understand canine (and various other animal) body language. She tries to keep her identity hidden behind closed doors due to the harsh criticism surrounding the otherkin community (online on her blog of her personal experiences trolls will comment that she needs mental help and calling her "retarded" and various other slurs aimed at both her identity and her Asperger's, this can sometimes leak into her offline life in the form of stalking and strangers who know her from online yelling slurs or barking at her in the streets).
  13. Name: Dante Bonavich Age: 24 Gender: Female Species: Werewolf (Tundra variant) Status: Pet (unowned, master died) Occupation: Works part time at the bakery, Alpha of Banshee Cove’s werewolf population (respected position even by vampires, basically like the leader or shaman of a tribe) Weakness: Cannot be left alone for long periods of time due to mental illnesses (needs checked up on occasionally), easily distracted, allergic to Wolfsbane (ingestion will cause immediate anaphylactic shock and death if not given an epipen and taken to a hospital), asthmatic, terrified of water deeper than her thighs (possibly cannot swim). Strength: Can eat just about anything from an animal (bones, cartilage, fatty and muscle tissue, etc.), can lift 3x her weight. Personality: Generally nervous and shy but can be bold, though her moods are extremely volatile and can change at the drop of a hat. Highly (passive) aggressive toward those she dislikes or smells suspicious. Appearance: Height: human 5’7, lupine bipedal 8’7 Weight: 190 lbs Build: Chubby but buff. Think a heavyset swimmer’s body. Thick body with pronounced hips and breasts and toned arms and legs. Hair: Medium length, white, kind of choppy/messy, with emo-ish bangs. Eyes: Bright yellow/yellow-hazel Clothing: Oversized baby blue sweater, dark blue skinny jeans, a white or black leather collar, and beat up red converse. Likes: Treats, being pampered like the pet she is(being bathed, brushed, fawned over, cared for, etc.), anything a dog likes basically, and her taxidermy/fur/bone collection. Dislikes: Getting yelled at, thunder, lightning, bitter food, rude people, anyone who is aggressive toward her master/mistress in any way. Other: Self harm tendencies (scars on thighs, stomach, and upper arms). Shotgun wound scars on her back near her left kidney. Writing Level: Para, multi para, and novella.
  14. [Tabs] [Tab=Rules] 1. This is story based, not fight based, so don't make your character go around fighting everyone they see. 2. Don't kill off another person's character unless they give you explicit and direct permission. 3. One liners are NOT allowed. Keep it para or above (check Key for details) if you can. (More to be added.) [/Tab] [Tab=Key - Writing Levels] One-Liner is just that. Your roleplaying is in a single sentence (script or otherwise). Mostly used by illiterates or low effort writers. ((Not allowed due to lack of story fodder)) Semi is more than a single sentence but not quite a paragraph. Mostly used for casual roleplaying or non serious settings. The chillest of chill. ((Not preferred)) Para is a full paragraph. Used with Semi for casual roleplaying, tends to use a bit more detail than Semi. ((Preferred)) Multi-Para is multiple paragraphs. Tends to be moderate/high in detail with actions and/or dialog. Used for more serious writing (or people like Dante who are losers who write too much ;w;’). ((Preferred)) Novella is like Multi-Para x2. Normally used in starters but can be used in lengthily roleplay. ((Preferred but not recommended)) [/Tab]
  15. <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_03/image.jpg.9b1da1d8bdec38cbcacbf4623514ab21.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="110759" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_03/image.jpg.9b1da1d8bdec38cbcacbf4623514ab21.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> There are countless rumors that surround the large manor house on the northern outskirts of our little suburban town near the Oregon coast. The original owners were one of the three families that founded Banshee Cove. Whispers about the family had circulated for years after their youngest daughter disappeared then the entire family up and moved that same night. Family after family moved into that house and left soon after until it became ancient by most historians' standards. No family stuck around for very long under the excuse that it "didn't feel right". They would never tell in detail what bothered them for fear that no one would believe them but the townspeople knew the stories... Some said that the original family had murdered their daughter during some strange cult ritual and hid her body in the basement, moving to avoid the law of the body was found. Others claimed they were vampires and the youngest was their blood donor they'd drained dry in a night of bloodlust. Each rumor more wild than the last, warping over the years. However, what they didn't know is that among the original rumors one held true. The family were indeed vampires but their daughter did not die at their hands. No. She was killed in cold blood by one of hunters that were originally after their "guard dogs". Werewolves. They were normally kept as slaves or bodyguards for the fledglings until they reached the age of 23 when they would partake in their first kill which would give them the ability to halt their aging process. Though let's get back to modern times! Eventually a family did move in and decided to stay. Like the original family they were vampires but times had changed drastically since the last coven had lived in our inconspicuous, little town. Werewolves aren't kept as slaves or unpaid protectors anymore, no they were now valued members of vampire families. Those assigned as protectors of the fledglings were paid like is was any regular bodyguard job. Those who would have been slaves in the past were now well cared for "pets" that most regular humans assume are simply BDSM petplay enthusiasts with how devoted they are to their Masters or Mistresses (minus the usual sexual aspects). The setup seems to be much more enjoyable for all parties now. Over the past few years the various members of the new family had split ways to move to new places,leaving only two members left; Alistair and his Pet. Alistair disappeared under mysterious circumstances leaving the Pet, Dante, to discover him out in the forest surrounding their home. He succumbed to his wounds within the night, body too damaged to repair itself in time. Dante, stricken with grief, was forced into a position of leadership amongst the local supernaturals she was not prepared for. She was an Alpha, yes, but only to her own kind. Not to the countless other species that had taken up residence and looked to her Master for guidance. It took its toll on her and she turned to self destructive habits that the residence—both supernatural AND human—soon took notice of. They deemed her unfit for the position and some of the other werewolves tried to overthrow her only to discover that her showing weakness was only a mental one when they so idiotically tried to PHYSICALLY overthrow her. The rest of the residence decided it would be best to simply find her a new Master, one who could both lead and keep the harmony while properly caring for the unintentionally damaged Pet. Years went by with this, the people of Banshee Cove slowly learning to govern and solve problems themselves, but no one ever found a proper match for the young she-wolf who drew further into the dark parts of her mind the longer she was alone. She eventually started to be cared for by a triplet of witches that protected Banshee Cove’s forests. They managed to find her a job at a local bakery where her culinary skills would be most useful, they helped her set up a routine to distract her and pull her from her vicious thoughts. She's not back to her old self and still falls back to old habits when stress gets to be too much but she’s getting better, or at least trying. She was in desperate need of a gentle and loving Master who would pamper her and play with her like her previous one but none of them seemed to fit the bill, all being too aggressive borderline abusive or not aggressive enough to the point she would attempt to dominate them (which was quite a vicious display among werewolves). The townspeople managed to cope on their own, fixing things and improving systems. The vampires would perform human “euthanizations” for the terminally ill and dying so they didn't have to suffer while their families watched, all with permission of course. The werewolves would assist the farmers and butchers with herding and finding the choicest cuts of meat on various animals. Demons were amazing chefs under the guidance of human culinary artists, putting their gifts and insatiable creative freedom to use. Angels were gardeners and botanists, caring for plants to control their inherent destructive needs and sociopathy that no one really wants to talk about. Centaurs and satyrs help ranchers and stable hands out in the countryside with various ungulates and their myriad of injuries humans assumed were fatal (turns out they just needed a much more delicate touch and intense rehabilitation regimens). Every supernatural found a job suited to their abilities, exceptions made for those with skills in another area (some Centaurs and satyrs were better suited as gardeners, some angels as butchers, some werewolves as cooks, and some demons as secretaries in the town hall). The ancient ones shared knowledge with the humans and fresh bloods, no mayor was needed in their tight knit community. Most had forgotten about Dante, the Pet who became a leader of an entire city, but some were still determined to find someone to care for the poor dear. They knew she was lost without a firm but gently guiding hand. While things were going on as usual, word had gotten out about these creatures living in harmony among humans… Some on the outside didn't seem to approve… Some thought that these previously mythological creatures should be caged in labs to be studied and experimented on. Some thought they should just be exterminated. The fate of Banshee Cove would soon change. Whether for good or for worse would be determined by the choices to be made by both the residents and the outsiders... (( If there's any typos please tell me in PM or OOC tab. ))