Jaeda ~ Quietus

[Jaeda]

We were young;;

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JAEDA



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Just try and look past this façade

With a smile, we were born. Well adjusted children, slowly aging;;

Here's a little about me..

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--- But you can call me Jaeda, or Jae is you get the privilege
--- I've been around for 5 years summers.
--- And I was born on July 11th
--- Last time I checked I was female
--- I am 5'3' / 160 centimeters tall, and I weigh 167 pounds.
--- I prefer males as my partners.
--- You may notice that I am a Quietus.
--- Hey, I'm able to have children.

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Born of age, replace our youth with logic. Then slowly the child, that child, is tragic;;

How you will recognize me..

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--- My markings can be found practically nowhere; black is about the only color decorating my frame, and I doubt you'll find another color easily.
--- I have a strong form.
--- If you look in to my eyes you'll notice they're a deep kind of yellow, and appear darker and more orange at night with a black pupil.
--- My pads are a nice smokey gray
--- And my tongue, teeth and gums are rather clean. My tongue is normal length, and the color of hot embers. Yes, it is orange, most described by the shade of amber. My teeth are yellowed just slightly, and my gums are pink and healthy looking.
--- I wouldn't call them deformities, but on my body I have none but the strong, unpredictable look in my eyes.
--- Ouch, I've got one nasty scar on the back of my neck; it hurts even when the slightest amount of pressure is put upon it, and it is a rather difficult place. In battle, this would be a problem for me.
--- I'm cursed with no diseases.
--- To you, I probably sound like Amanda Seyfried, who's voice is soft but with a sort of roughness to it. She sounds a little something like this.


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With the progression of, an obsession with time. Make it mine, to say Goodbye;;

Everybody has a personality...

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--- The Good;; Jaeda is known for her head strong and devoted personality; when she sets her mind to something - anything, mind you - she won't rest until the job is done. She is a loyal servant to her master, though to have her fall under your ranks and show such respect to her Leader will only happen if she has a good enough reason to do so, and she will rarely give much respect to any other but her Alpha. She doesn't hand out respect just because of one's rank; just about anyone can start a pack, but not all of them have the right mind to lead, despite what others might think. She doesn't care about judgments directed to her, and will ignore all harsh and crude opinions on herself or her beliefs; she is her own person, and she will do what she wants, when she wants. She learns from her mistakes, and her many faults and experiences just make her a strong, tougher being who rarely backs down from a challenge. She is confident in her abilities, and maybe at times is even a bit cocky, but she holds herself with a regal and independent stature. She is capable of many things, and is often very flirtatious and coy to get her way; she can turn out to be your indulgence, your addicted, or maybe even your one sweet sin. However, she does have a soft side, and that should not be forgotten, even if its rare to come by.

--- The Bad;; Though is known for the things already listed, she is also known for her witty and sly ways. She feels as though her true identity can never be relieved, and will at times even give out a fake name or lie about her species or past as long as the others don't notice her oddities, including her fur that seems to 'sway'. She is seemingly always changing roles, her untamed mind ruthless and cunning, the mind of a true assassin lurking within its depths. Friends are hard to come by for her, and only a selected few will be chosen to belong to her tight, very small, circle of companions. Mental strength is visible, and it seems to radiate off of her and give everyone a glimpse of the hard life she'd lived. The demons of her past always haunt her, the spirits of the dead and lost beckoning her to relieved them of the guilt. She is rather immune to unwanted feelings and emotions, and is easily able to push them back or hide them from appearing on her face; another one of her life-long learned gifts - never let them know what you're thinking. She is truly unpredictable, with a heart that is hidden and locked away in a dark black box, waiting for someone to break down the walls she's built up and tame her savage mind. But really, like that's going to happen.

--- The Dirty;; To put it simple, she's can be very dirty. She's always available for short-term, not serious relationships and one night-stands, mainly because she needs to get her mind off of her previous mate. She's assuming he'll never return to her, and trying out different 'suitors' is a way to possibly have her fall for someone else. She doubts she'll ever take another mate though, but will probably have several broods during her time, whether they're with someone she cares for or not.

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- The Night
- Respect
- Running
- The Moon & Stars
- My Occasional Solitude


--- I'm not fond of:
- Stupidity
- Obnoxiousness
- Disrespect
- Overly hot weather
- Being Dominated


--- I have a few quirks and habits:
- A terrible habit of mine is being under the moon when it is out and visible, much like the Cosmos do to gain their strength. There is something strangely relieving about it, and I'm most sane at these times.

--- My strengths would probably be:
- My loyalty
- My devotion when I set my mind to something
- The power to make others believe something that isn't true, seeing how I'm often pretending to be someone I'm not.

--- My weaknesses would probably be:
- That I'm easily annoyed and have a short temper
- I often have trouble trusting others
- My disrespect to just about everyone

--- Shh, I have a secret:
- I killed my own brother. It wasn't my fault, really, I had to do it! Death had already consumed him, and that aura was glowing around him. He knew I knew, and he wanted me to kill him, so I did. The pain had been unbearable - that virus was eating him from the inside out - and I relieved him of the misery. I was always a good sister, and I loved him more then my own parents and I killed him. I got blamed for doing it out of jealously later on, and this led to leaving my birth pack, somewhat believing that it was true, even when I know what really happened and they did not.

--- I have to admit, I'm afraid of:
- The spirits that haunt me, even if I won't tell anyone
- Death and what comes after
--- Hey, I'm proud of my accomplishments, and I'm ashamed of my failures:
- Accomplishment: Having my first litter and believing that I, too, could be loved.
- Failure: Killing my own brother; I regret it now, more then you could ever imagine.
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--- Oh, and you should probably know that:
- That I use to be a sweet, caring female and now I just put on a fake exterior so that people don't know who I really am, because I don't think that they'd understand.
- That my eyes DO glow when I'm extremely angry.
- And I'm in the midst of learning to switch my power on and off, though have not yet mastered it.


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You're only a moment away, a severed dream to live. Well, nights like these it strikes me, I could only quit breathing;;

My past is a window..

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Hannalore is deceased, and her spirit has never come back to me, so she is gone for good.

Resian is deceased, and his spirit has never come back to me, so she is gone for good.


--- I was born along side:

My brother, Bane is deceased, and though his spirit returns to be now and again, he will never be a large part of my life again.


--- Other significant people in my life are/were:
Fallen, my previous mate.
Paella, Bromir & Hatari who all belonged to my first litter.
Who I believe are all still alive except for Bromir, because I saw him die with my own two eyes.


--- I would have to say my best memory so far is:
Seeing my children, curled up beside my mate. It was then that I believed in a better future.

--- I would have to say my worst memory so far is:
Having everything I lived for taken away from me. My children, my mate, my pack and my brother. What had I gotten myself into?



--- Let me tell you a story about myself:
I was born just a normal little tyke, cute and playful, alongside my brother Bane, who later on in life turned out to be my best friend. At such a young age, our powers hadn't 'activated' yet, and we were graced with some of our life being close to normal. We were but normal children of the pack, protected by the rest and cared for by all, and until our first year came along, I actually thought that somehow - some, messed up way - neither Bane or I had inherited the powers of the Quietus, simply because we thought it began immediately. So I was was quite scared when I turned a yearling and I saw a spirit for the first time; I nearly scared myself silly! It was easy to get use to it though, and soon enough, me and Bane found it easy to ignore the power. Simple as pie, as we use to joke.

I had grown up alongside another male, who's name was Fallen and was by very best friend aside from Bane; the three of us were inseparable, and soon enough, nearing my second year, I thought I was falling for him. Foolish me, who had always thought I didn't deserve love, was experiencing it, smack down in the flesh. It was an amazing feeling, looking at him and feeling that fuzzy sensation in the fit of my stomach. It was breath taking, and Bane encouraged me to grow closer to Fallen when I mustered up the guts to tell him. I trusted my brother's word above all else and did as he suggested; Fallen and myself spent nights under the starts and days goofing around in the forest, playing games we should have outgrown long ago. He made me happy, happier then I thought I could ever be, and when I reached my third year and entered by prime, he became my mate officially.

To celebrate, I was also expecting my first litter of him, and I was delighted, a maternal glow seeming to radiate off of me then. Though I had my moody days, I was always kindest towards my mate and brother; they were the ones I loved the most, and the rest of the pack continuously praised me and took care of me when my time neared. Later on, I gave birth to four darling pups, who made my heart swell with love and compassion. These were mine, my children, no one else's. I would love them forever.

Days passed, the children grew, my love for Fallen swelled and my trust for Bane increased; this was the life you heard about in fairy tales, the things you always dreamed for. I learned the hard way though, that fairy tales and happy endings don't exist.

The ambush came fast, unexpected, from a neighboring pack who wanted our territory, and would do anything for it. They attacked quickly, aiming for the younger members in hopes of us surrendering. I wanted to surrender, knew we should, because they went for my children first. One already had Bromir in his jaws, and I watched helplessly as he wrapped his strong, powerful jaws around his neck and snapped it like a twig. Before they could move onto Paella and Hatari, I jumped, pouncing one of them and tearing at his flesh, drawing blood and let the anger overcome me. I would anything to protect my children. Fallen helped me when he realized what was happening, and together we killed the two of them, while the rest took care of the remaining rebels. Eventually, they were the ones to flee, their few remaining cowards sprinting off into the darkness of the night. We had lost a fair share of members, and after scouting out Bane, I realized that he was ill, struck with a fatal blow.

That death-sent aura danced around him, covering him in a sickly embrace, and I knew then he could not be saved. The pack gave us space as I laid down beside him, neutering reassuring words and cuddling my frame against him. It was then that he asked me to kill him. I had never heard such a thing, but after he explained the kind of pain he was going through, how he knew he'd die, I knew that I would listen and do what he said until his dieing breath. The dieing breath I would cause. When no one was looking, I bent my head down, licking his face tenderly before swiping my fangs across his neck. The crimson blood of my brother pooled from the wound, and I actually felt his soul leave. It was sad, so very sad, but I knew he was at peace. A snarl ruptured from behind me and I turned to see one of the younger wolves standing there, seeing what I had done. I lept toward him, but he was already off and running to inform the pack.

I was accused of murdering my own brother, and though I tried to explain they all denied it. Fallen was all I had left, and he believed my story; he knew I'd never kill Bane, he had witnessed how much I loved him. The rest of the pack though just wasn't buying it, even if I had always been loyal. They banished me from the pack lands, away from my mate and my children, from my family and friends forever, never to return.

That changed something in me, made something grow and linger inside, and I started to believe that they were true, that I had killed my own brother 'just because'. I started become distant, never wanting to give away my true identity, and my sweet personality slowly changed. I become sly, cunning and stubborn, with a short-fuse that could be lit by the slightest annoyance around me. I've hidden my heart, and will only let it resurface when my one love Fallen returns to me. He is the only one I can truly trust now, and I hope when he comes to me, my children will be there too.

I miss them dearly and though I have changed, somewhere deep within me, the old Jaeda still remains. Good luck finding her though, because that will be quite the task without Fallen in the picture.

Dare to try?
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We walk in bright colors, like we were only born to fade away;;

Just a little more..

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[/color] Hey, man. Rules are there for a reason, I wouldn't want to be caught off guard by something I should know:
Oh course!
--- * If I had to choose a theme song, it would be:
Brick by Boring Brick by Paramore
--- * I almost forgot!:
Nothing.
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I know, those bright eyes. A reflection of mine, that were slowly fading;;

My loving master..

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KERI

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Age;; 15
Experience;; 4/5 years or so, I really do love RPing :]
Characters;; None

Aliases;; Keri, in the Cbox only though ^^

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