Odette Mishal Stewart | Skinwalker

Full Name:Odette Mishal Stewart

Nickname/Alias: Odie, Dette, Dot, Dottie, Mish, bitch

Age/Date Of Birth: July 25, 1993

Race: Creature

Occupation: Travel journalist, a bit of an Instagrammer (does not like it but had a lot of followers due to her pictures).

Species Group: Naturian Skinwalker

Play-By: Abigail Cowen

Abilities

Characteristics: Naturian Skinwalkers have a natural link to mother nature and they feel protective over it. They tend to live within dense forests and love to be farther away from cities and pollution.



Appearance: Naturian Skinwalkers appear as normal canines but are able to change their bodies to blend into nature… Whether that be turning their fur into leaves or their tail into a small waterfall.



Powers/Abilities:

Enhanced Strength: Naturians are as strong as normal skinwalkers in their animal form

Super Speed: They can easily outrun humans in their animal form

Accelerated Healing: Naturian’s heal very quickly, and even quicker depending on the amount of plant life around them

Super Senses: They have very sharp senses

Infectious Bite: If a Naturian Skinwalker bites someone, they will become a Skinwalker

Shapeshifting: They can shift between their human and creature form at will

Nature Connection: Naturians are naturally connected to the nature around them and are capable of speaking to plants, knowing what they need in terms of food or water, ask them about dangers, or other questions that they “know.” They are also sensitive to unnatural beings such as zombies and spirits. They are also able to connect with normal animals in the wild as well, even things that are not wolves or dogs and are able to do this in both of their forms.

Plant Manipulation: They can manipulate plants to use for defense and for combat, or simply to revive, move, and speed the growth of them. They can access this ability in their human form.

Water Manipulation: Though only lightly, A Naturian Skinwalker is able to manipulate bodies of water near them. They can create waves and whirlpools, and are even able to walk on water or swim up a waterfall.

Nature Camouflage: Naturian Skinwalkers are capable of turning their bodies into elements found in nature.. From water to plant life, they are able to take on appearances to hide within the wilderness. They’re even able to actually merge with nature on a molecular level, becoming one with trees or the ground if they wish.



Vulnerabilities:

Silver: Naturians can only be killed by silver to the heart or the head

Undead Beings: Naturians become physically ill when exposed to undead creatures, especially those that affect plant life.



Wolf form: 

Special Inventory

Hallowed Event Perks

Equipped

Perk Slot 1

Perk Slot 2

Perk Slot 3

Perk Slot 4

Owned

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Likes (At Least 3):

❤ Traveling

❤ Nature

❤ Outdoor activities

❤ Coffee

❤ Music

❤ Reading

❤ Fire



Dislikes (At Least 3):

✗ Rudeness

✗ Lies

✗ Stuck up people

✗ Prejudice

✗ Being told what to do

✗ Hot sauce



Fears (At Least 2):

☬ Death

☬ Hunters



Goals (At Least 1):

★ To be able to be herself

★ Feel like she belongs

★ To be accepted for who she is



Personality: Odette has a fiery personality and can be hard to handle because of how strong, outgoing, and stubborn she can be. She doesn’t care about what others might say, always trying to be as real and genuine as she can. Can be described as an affectionate, warm, and cheerful woman. She can be counted on to bring sunshine into other people's lives when she gets to know them; she is outgoing, dignified, playful, ambitious and loyal, and known for being exceptionally generous at times. On the negative side, she can be quite egotistical, demanding, intolerant, domineering, and stubborn. She is also very passionate about things and people and will make up her mind about them fast, sometimes making mistakes because of this.

Good with people, Dottie will easily get along with everyone but being a loner at heart, she will keep her distance.

Traits

Positives (At Least 3):

✧ Charismatic

✧ Loyal

✧ Brave

✧ Smart/Analytical



Negatives (At Least 3):

✦ Stubborn

✦ Dominant

✦ Judgmental

Parents: She was adopted, does not know about her biological parents.

Siblings: Was raised as an only child, or so she has been told but doesn’t know whether she has biological siblings out there, somewhere.

Other Family: Her adoptive parents, who raised her. They’re alive and living their normal life, currently in Greece.

Important Others: Dot has a lot of friends but not many are close, due to how much she travels and how she never stays anywhere for too long

Ties: 
-Asher: In 2016, Odette had been escaping from some hunters that had somehow guessed what she was. As focused as she'd been trying to get away, the skinwalker ended up walking right into a trap set by three black eyed demons. They wanted to use her, which meant they were going to torture her until they got whatever it was she wanted. Thankfully, Asher was around and ended up saving her by killing the demons. They never got too close, but Dot liked him enough to keep in touch for over a year... until he stopped responding in 2017. She wasn't able to find him, worried as she was that something had gone wrong—it's not unheard of, when it comes to hunters; it was something she never really forgot: the one hunter that had helped her out, the one she wasn't able to find. It worried her, to think that something had happened to him. But at least until she woke up in this strange place, she hadn't been able to get a hold of him.

-Malik: After she met Asher, Odette started opening herself to the possibilities that not all people who hunted supernatural creatures were inherently bad, and that's how she started helping with cases here and there, just occasionally. And it was during her stay in Israel that she met Malik. It had been just a short travel on her way to somewhere else at first, but she met him while he was working a case, and there was something about him that made her want to help. They never got to know each other much, but she usually texted him after she left, wondering how he was doing and also just to talk about unimportant things. But in 2018, just like it had happened with Asher, Malik stopped answering. Dot couldn't explain it, how people she knew were apparently disappearing into thin air, no explanations given and no way to find them. 

-Zero: Dot met Zero in Brazil. It was sometime between 2015 and 2016 that she'd been traveling around South America. She had always liked nature and somehow, it seemed like hunters weren't as many down there, so it was easier for her to just be free and enjoy herself both in her wolf and human form. And that's exactly what she'd been doing: just running around in her wolf form, when she met this guy. She got to know him a little, just a little, and even then she was able to tell that he had been through a lot. Her caring side took over and she decided to stay around for a while. At first, she just stayed in her canine form, but decided to leave and come back walking in two feet, not telling him that she was the same creature but trying to simply be there for him. She never asked questions, just kept him company, reading a book in silence and giving him time until he felt like talking. She was curious about him, and never quite uderstood the guy, but even though she never saw him again, the thought of the guy she'd met in the rainforest all those years ago was something that still made her smile. Once or twice she wondered if she would ever see him again after they went separate ways. 

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History: Odette has a very particular story. She is a travel journalist with a big fanbase due to the gorgeous pictures she posts of her travels, but that’s all she knows about herself. Mostly.



Six years ago, Odette woke up at a hospital in Los Angeles, California. She didn’t remember anything about her life, she didn’t even remember her age or her name. But she was told that her parents were Nadya and Christian Stewart, who were there by her side when she woke up, and that she’d been in a coma for three months.

Nobody ever said much about the supposed accident that put her into the coma, just that she had been hiking and she fell or something like that. But Dot always felt like something wasn’t right: she got told by Nadya that she’d been adopted and that she was a skinwalker, information that she was given only so she wouldn’t freak out at her abilities. But other than that? No explanation whatsoever of how she grew up, or who she was.


A fan of nature fun, and traveling, Odette dedicated the next couple of years to just travel around the world taking pictures and telling stories of the places she saw, partying and making friends as if trying to find her place, that was until she woke up in an entirely different world. She had been sleeping in her wolf form, not a care in the world; but when she woke up? The smells were different, everything just seemed like something was off, and she started looking for answers.

Her past: Odette's biological family were a small pack of skinwalkers, just her parents and two older siblings. They lived out of the city in a small house. Always trying to stay out of trouble and under the radar, living a simple life. But as it often happens with these things, two hunters found them and killed them all... all of them except for Odette, the youngest, who ended up badly injured. Those hunters were Nadya and Christian Stewart. 

Deciding they simply couldn't kill the young girl, they took her to the hospital and posed as her parents, the trauma of realizing they'd actually killed a whole family of innocent people pushing them to stop hunting for the next couple of years. That's where her story began when she woke up, having no idea that the people she called her family were the ones who had killed her real family. 







Alias: Thea

How did you find us?: Disboard

Experience: Been rping for several years

Other Characters: Becca

RP Sample: The night was cold, colder than it should have been in the middle of summer even for New Orleans and its dense fog. It was a thing, the weather acting weird whenever the witches were at it and Thea knew that all too well, remembering how things were back when she was a kid. Back then she didn’t understand it, though, and the fact that her mother had decided not to take part of the coven made her even more of a stranger to the magic within her blood. But now? Now that her childhood was part of her past and after her parents got killed by the witches because of the very same reason that had made her a normal human being, unbeknown of her family’s roots… now she was back to get rid of them all. And it was cold, so cold that the air chilled her bones and made her shake; or maybe the shaking was due to the anticipation and the fear of what the blonde was about to face. She wasn’t an expert after all: only a twenty years old girl with a mission and the will to go through with it: kill the witches, kill them all.


So she walked down the street towards the Saint Louis Cemetery No. 1 where she knew the coven would be, the fog keeping her eyes from what was more than a couple steps ahead and the click-clacking of her boots the only sound as they hit the concrete of the road. No cars, no people, no animals. Black magic has that effect, you know? Keeping everything away when it’s acting and killing anything that tries to stand on its way. But the huntress was prepared. She’d gotten a very old gun, said to be forged in Hell itself and supposedly, it would kill any witch or monster or demon without a chance of them ever coming back. The Godkiller. So while walking, the young woman thought about how she’d gotten where she was: the way her aunt Patrice had tried to convince Allison —Thea’s little sister— to become a dark witch, a part of the New Orleans coven, how it had resulted in both sisters not talking to each other for over a year despite the elder Rogers’ attempts to fix things, to keep her baby sister from turning into such a pitiful, disgusting thing until there was no choice left but to kill every single witch in the coven. Her own family, her blood. But she was a hunter of the supernatural and killing things like the ones she was about to face? It was her duty. If only she’d been doing it for more than a couple months now…


But now she walked, her attempts to keep her mind from veering into memory lane and anxiety from spiking into higher and higher levels failing miserably… it had been too long since the last time she’d been in the city and the huntress never thought she’d come back, even less to kill the witches that she so desperately wanted to ignore and forget. And as her brain wandered and her thoughts became more and more erratic, the white, thick walls of Saint Louis No. 1 became visible little by little, the black gates opened as if inviting her in and the fog coming out of them almost as if it was coming from inside of it. Maybe it was, she was about to find out. Stopping to check the M1911 that was tucked at the small of her back with the bullets created especially to kill witches and then wrapping her hand around the belt that carried the holster that kept the Godkiller safe, Thea’s blue-green eyes finally glanced up to read the plaque with the cemetery’s name on it. Just a moment, one moment to decide whether she could do this or not, whether she could take on a dozen unnaturally powerful witches all by herself only driven by the anger and resentment, the pain they’d caused. Questioning herself, she breathed in deeply, frowned and cleared her throat as if trying to get rid of the feeling of a lump in there and finally, she took a step forward...