Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2015 3:31:18 GMT -5
Full Name: Julie Kirsten Miller
Nickname/Alias: N/A
Age/Date Of Birth: 24 - February 24, 1991
Race: Creature
Occupation: N/A
Species Group: Skinwalker
Play-By: Michelle Trachtenberg
Abilities
Shape-shifting - Like Werewolves, Skinwalkers possess the ability to transform into canines. Unlike werewolves, however, skinwalkers transform completely into an animal rather than a hybrid man/wolf creature. Skinwalkers can change from their human to animal forms anytime without a full moon.
Infectious bite - Like Werewolves, Skinwalkers possess a poisonous bite; if someone is bitten by a Skinwalker, he or she will also become a Skinwalker.
Enhanced Sense of Smell - They can smell far better than humans, in either form. Using this ability, they can tell if they are being followed or if someone is in the vicinity, within an approximate range of 100 yards or more. They possess this ability even in the human form.
Super-hearing - A skinwalker's hearing is better then humans, like a dog's.
Accelerated Healing - They appear to be able to heal themselves much faster than humans.
Enhanced Strength - Their strength seems to be greater than the average human's, as in its dog form it was able to kill humans. Their strength appears to increase with rank (much like vampires), as the Pack Leader is able to beat lower ranks around with no difficulties. It seems that it's only in their canine form that they possess their strength.
Super Speed - Skinwalkers, in their animal form, can run and move faster than humans.
Invulnerability - Like many other shapeshifters, Skinwalkers can only be killed by silver bullets to the heart or head. They can, however, be injured.
Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Cars
❤ Diners
❤ Forests
❤ Running
❤ Climbing mountains
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ Hunters
✗ Untrustworthy people
✗ Carbonated beverages
✗ Melon of any kind
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ Getting tortured and killed by hunters
☬ Being forced to do something she doesn't want to do
Goals (At Least 1):
★ Travel to as many places as she can
Personality: Julie is usually very distant from others. She prefers being by herself over spending time with others. She tends to be selfish and cares only for herself. She spends most of her time in nature somewhere away from humans, because although she doesn't like most people, she typically feels some sort of guilt if she ends up killing them.
Julie is also pessimistic because to her, it seems nothing ever goes right. She just doesn't expect anything different because every time she has gotten her hopes up, something happens. This has made her a negative individual and she has a bad attitude most of the time. She hates herself most of all, and has depression. Whenever she's in her human form in public, she usually does whatever it takes to get something she wants with little to no shame.
Traits
✧ Adventurous
✧ Brave
✧ Survivalist
✧ To-the-Point with most everything
✧ Open minded
✧ Carefree
Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Bad Attitude
✦ Pessimistic
✦ Apathetic
✦ Inconsiderate
✦ Unpleasant
✦ Distant
✦ Low Self Esteem
✦ Depressed
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Parents: James and Linda Miller (Deceased)
Siblings: Andrew Miller
Other Family: N/A
Important Others: N/A
History: Julie Miller was born in Alamosa, Colorado on February 24, 1991. Her parents weren't very good parents to her at all, and they often would just leave her alone to fend for herself when she was just a young girl. She grew up around druggies and alcoholics, and basically had a lousy childhood full of abuse and heartache. With school, she would barely attend school and struggled with her grades because she plain didn't care, and she wasn't taught to care about self improvement. She started self-harming in eighth grade, and continued to do so all through high school.
One night, she went out with a couple of friends and when they dropped her off at the house, she noticed that there was blood on the door. She knew something wasn't right automatically. When she walked into the house, there was tracks of blood that looked like dog tracks. She began exploring the rooms, trying to find the source of it, and that's when she discovered both of her parents on the kitchen floor with their chests ripped open and their hearts gone. She ran away in fear, but little did she know the skinwalker pack was still around. When she ran outside, one of them chased her down, bit her leg, and changed her. They tried to get her to join their pack, but she declined without hesitation.
Ever since she was changed, she rarely goes out in public and continuously travels. She made it her own personal goal to travel to all of the states considering she didn't have a home anywhere, and she had nothing to lose. Julie rarely travels with public transportation, she prefers traveling in her canine form because she's faster and more agile. Plus, people don't really become alarmed whenever they see an animal walking on the side of the road.
Alias: Hannah
How did you find us?: RP Here
Experience: A lot
Other Characters: @emmaaa @gabriella Ben Braeden @juliet @graysonharris @brandonbell
RP Sample:
*Ben walks in to the wood shop beside his house and begins to sand down his newly built table and then his phone rings. he answers his phone when he sees it's his uncle Grant* Hey, what's up? *he asks holding the phone up against his ear with his shoulder, continuing to sand the table*
Uncle Grant- Drop what you're doing and get over here right now. *his voice sounds sounds stern and slightly frantic*
*he puts down the sandpaper and grabs the keys to his truck* What's going on? *he asks as he turns the lights off in his shop and shuts the door, walking to his truck*
Uncle Grant- Freddie ran off. We were hunting a demon and he ran after him, and now I can't find him. *he has an annoyed tone to his voice, and is slightly out of breath*
*Ben groans annoyed* He knows better than to go after a demon by himself! *he climbs in his pickup truck and slams the door shut and starts it up* I'm on my way, where are you?
Uncle Grant- I'm in the woods near the Watson's old farm. Near that one giant tree with nothing around it.
*Ben nods to himself* Ok, yeah, I remember. I'm on my way, stay there and call me if anything else happens. *he pulls out of the driveway, flinging gravel as he flies onto the road* Damn it, Freddie. *he says to himself, while he speeds all the way to the woods where his uncle told him he was* *he pulls off on the side of the road and turns off his truck,grabs his gun and starts running through the woods and to the giant tree where he sees his Uncle Grant standing there, gun in hand*
Uncle Grant- It's about time you got here, I was about to just keep on looking for him myself. *he starts trotting off in, motioning for Ben to follow*
*He follows Grant and they go through the woods, as they have done several times before* Where do you think he could've went?
Uncle Grant- Well, boy, if I would've known, I wouldn't have called you, now would I?
*Ben stays quiet and keeps looking, whenever he sees a shadow, he stops and grabs his gun*
Uncle Grant- *he stops whenever Ben stops, looking over at him and then to where the shadow is* There's that stupid bastard. *he says annoyed then walks towards him* What the hell were you thinking? *he yells at Freddie*
*Ben stays quiet, but follows Grant over to where Freddie is*
Uncle Freddie- *he looks over to see Ben and Grant walking towards him* I almost had him. *he wipes the sweat off of his face and sighs, the look of disappointment on his face*
I (Julie Miller) have read the site rules and understand them. The code word for the rules is: (Batman)
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