Post by DEVON MARLOWE on Jan 6, 2013 2:43:20 GMT -5
devon rhea marlowe
NICKNAME(S): Dev or Little Devil
GROUP: Shifter
ABILITY: Beta of the OC pack please? (Keisha’s pack)
AGE: Appears 21, is actually 100 years old.
PLAYBY: Leighton Meester
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Devon is a very short and small framed woman. She isn’t as curvy as most shifters. But that’s due to her family rank in their original pack. They were omegas, so kind of the runts of the pack. Her hair is naturally curly; sometimes it is wilder than normal. But still thick and beautiful nonetheless. Her brown eyes are round and small like a child’s. Devon is a natural beauty, even before the shifter gene kicked in. She has a small nose and small mouth. Everything about this woman is tiny, despite being a shifter.
Devon is very fashionable and loves to accessorize. Her style is very classic, preppy, and polished. Dev always looks like she just stepped out of a department store window. She never has a hia out of place, she strives to have a flawless look. She always looks like an upper east-sider from New York. She likes dresses and skirts, Devon always feels free in them and unlike most girls, can run easily in them. Devon is never caught without her big and obnoxious jewelry. When it comes to make-up though, Devon likes to use neutral colors: like shades of browns, pinks, and such. No how beautiful she looks and fashionable she looks, none of her clothes are actually designer. They are usually marked down to save money, but nobody could ever tell them difference.
PERSONALITY:
Growing up in poverty with an outcast title, Devon has become somewhat of an overachiever. Dev is extremely ambitious which often leads her to embrace an evil and scheming side. Generally speaking though, Devon is ruled by her innate insecurities. Even though the majority of her life she had lived with socialites, Devon cannot get over the harassment she got in her old pack. Leading her to have severe insecurities about herself. Though she hides it behind an extremely confident exterior. Though if it weren’t for these insecurities she wouldn’t be the woman she is now; with all success she has had.
The way she gains success is by sabotaging the competition and manipulating those weak enough to be manipulated. Most of the time her competition is other wolves, even though her true natural enemy is vampires. Due to this she has extreme trust issues with every species. Though when she does trust you, you best not screw it up. Otherwise you will be her next target. And nobody wants to be a target of Devon’s. However despite her manipulative and often ruthless behavior, she is also has a sensitive and loving nature as well. This side usually comes out when she has to come to the defense of someone she cares about. This protective, warm side is usually evoked by the rare few she has learned to trust. Pretty much just Keisha and Pete as of right now. And she also never gives up on her loved ones. She wouldn’t ever leave someone from her new pack behind like her old one did to her.
Up until now Devon usually pursued relationships with men who offer a status symbol and could help further her agenda. Though Dev was usually her happiest with the few men that challenged her in the pursuit of these titles. So her imprint will most likely end up being someone she can spar with and challenges her. Also someone who makes her feel safe and loved.
HISTORY:
Devon Rae Marlowe was born into a New York pack. Her family was of the omega rank, so she never really got the respect she wanted. The pack kids would often pick on her and she would always get the short end of the stick. Her family was very poor and didn’t interact with the pack much. Since she wasn’t around the other pack children much, except for the few occasions when they pulled pranks, her shifter gene wasn’t triggered when everybody else’s did. In fact, she took pride in that. Devon never felt like part of the pack to begin with so it didn’t bother her that she didn’t shift. Growing up she had insecurity issues about belonging, a reaction that normal teenagers have.
When Devon was sixteen her mother passed away, from a car accident. He wasn’t entirely sure it was an accident since the other driver was the beta to her pack. It was weird for a pack to hate members of their own group. But it was normal for the New York pack. When she turned 21, a group of newborns moved into their territory and their pack decided to temporarily leave until the problem was solved. Unfortunately, they forgot to pass the message along to the omegas. That night her house was attacked. Devon’s father used himself as a distraction, to help her escape. Which she barely was able to do. The female hid in the bushes, trying to decide on what to do next. She watched from a distance, as the newborns ripped her father apart. Devon ran after that and she kept running. To honest she didn’t know how long she ran or how far she ran. But once she stopped, something happened. Her body felt like it was ready to change.
It was then Devon realized that the stress of seeing of father die triggered her recessive gene. After that, she was a changed woman. She was now a female shifter. An omega, left behind by her pack. Pissed off and determined, Devon moved into New York city and began to social climb through socialite circles. Even though she was too proud to admit it, it severely bothered her to not be a part of a true pack. When Dev realized what came along with being a shifter, she tried to bask in all the pros. Since she could not age, Dev traveled around the country to keep up appearances. Wherever she went though, she made sure she was high on the food chain. Eventually she got the nickname of Little Devil after she had manipulated so many people out of their titles.
Devon was on her way to Canada, to conquer another country when she came across Keisha and Pete in Forks. The two girls hit it off right away and best close friends. They were so close Devon started to treat Pete like her younger brother. One day Dev had told Keisha she was traveling north, but Keisha asked her to become part of her pack. The female shifter was extremely skeptical about joining another pack. She told Keisha the only way she would is if she got a high rank. Keisha graciously agreed to make her Beta. Ever since Devon has been living with Keisha and Pete, the only two people she holds near and dear to her heart. And the only ones she won’t manipulate for a title.
RP SAMPLE:
Starter I used with Gwen~!
5 years earlier….In the Northwest Territories, Canda. Spring time.
Gwen’s slumped forward, having a blank look on her face as she stared at a man’s corpse. A corpse of a human. A human with a family, a home, a job, a life. Until she showed up and destroyed everything. Gwen let out a shaky breath. It wasn’t possible for vampires to cry, or at least vampire. So all she could was kneel there and stare blankly at the corpse. Her head titled slightly to the right as she concentrated on the eyes. The eyes that held no more light, no more livelihood. Eyes are the window to a human’s soul. Well this human no longer had soul, the windows were shut. It only took a few minutes. Just a few minutes to end a person’s life. To drain them of everything.
The female vampire felt the warm left over blood on her lips. Her tongue slowly licked it off her lips. Such good blood, it gave her so much power. So much strength, this is what a vampire was made to eat. Not animal blood like her brother was having her drink. Human blood is what she needed, what she craved among everything else. She smirked at the corpse, titling her head to the left. She felt numb, it was like her neck didn’t have the strength to hold up her head. Which shouldn’t have been possible since she just drained a grown man. Gwen should be extremely strong and powerful now. Something tugged in the back of her mind.
‘PJ is going to kill you! What did you do?!’ an annoying voice screamed at her. The voice sounded like her voice, but that couldn’t be. She is never that shrilly or annoying. Slowly licking her lips again, it dawned on her. That was her voice! She drained a human, a grown man. This veggie vamp broke her diet and fed on a human. What did she do?! Gwen knew she should be feeling guilty, but she just felt strong. This could be very bad. Oh, she shouldn’t have done that. How was she going to get back on track? Gwen shook her head, it wasn’t time to think about that. It was time to hide the body. With her new found strength, Gwen began to dig with her bare hands through the snow. The heat from her power just kept melting the snow through her hands. It was spring time, this snow was ridiculous! Then again she was in the northern part of Canada.
Gwen panicked when she realized her protective gloves were gone. What happened in the past hour?! She sprang to her feet and felt something drop from her lap. She looked down, there were her gloves. Thank goodness! The female vampire violently pulled them back on her hands. Readjusting her blood stained puffy jacket, before she started digging once again. Digging a grave for this poor soul. This poor human. Nobody would be able to mourn him properly without a body. But she needed to protect her and her brother. No evidence could be left. That being said, she ripped off her puffy jacket and threw it down. Gwen knew she would have to bury it with the body. And then later explain why she was coatless. Heaving a sigh, she decided she would cross that bridge when she needed to.
“Just dig…” she told herself quietly. Gwen dug faster and faster. The cold wind touched her skin but didn’t faze her. She was too focused on what she was doing to even notice the approaching beings. This body and coat was going to get buried today. Even if she had to dig all day.
ALIAS: Ally
TIME ZONE: Central
OTHER CHARACTER(S): Gwen, PJ, and Kate
BY THE WAY..: Keisha had persuaded me to make her Beta, or attempt it. I swear this is the last character….for a bit.
