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Wolfwing
Half werewolf, half vampire, more powerful then either, but an outsider among all. Has huge bat like wings sprouting from his back.
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Solinus Sea Eastern Bay
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Rogue Commander
Description
Personality
Dark, bitter, grim, hates rules, murderous, angry, sadistic. Incredibly aggressive and destructive.
Equipment
His whole body is designed to destroy.
His wings can cut through almost anything, he is faster and stronger then a vampire or werewolf.
His claws and fangs are amazingly sharp and strong, and able to lengthen.
He has the ability to teleport.
He can leap huge distances.
SHoulder pads, Remnants of his time int he Clan of the ForestBlood Werepyres, who were slain in combat by their mortal enemies, the DracoPyres.
History
He was originally a normal wolf, when he was bitten by a Lycan, but this made him susceptible to Vampire bites, and thus, he became what he is now. He has travelled the world, looking for a place to belong, but has been cast out by too many.
So begins...
Wolfwing's Story
Wolfwing there was a rush of wind as he landed outside the door, he slammed it open, and strides through the door. He had the legs of a dog, the body of a human/dog, and hte fangs of a vampire, wings srouted out of his back, he sat in a large, chair, making it seem small as he did.
Wolfwing looked around at the patrons of the place. He snorted. What did he care for htem? He was amazed he had made it so far intot he town yet, although he knew someone was bound to find the bodies of the vampires and werewolves he'd hidden in alleys. He shook his huge head, fangs gleaming in the light. He stretched his batwings, with their huge wingspan of twenty meters, he brushed the walls on either side. He spoke up in a rasping voice. "Who tends this dweelling?" His accent was thick.
Wolfwing glanced at the child whining about the bunny. He had a feeling that he would be of sour blood. He shuddered.
Wolfwing glances at the wolf and his lip curls slightly. "You have an issue with me... Brother?" He emphasized the last word with contempt.
Wolfwing leaned down till he was eye level witht he wolf. He growled softly int he language of his lesser Brethren. "What is it one wants might one ask?"
Wolfwing "One considers you ones brethren, as one is a wolf. My name is... Wolfwing." He grinned wolfishly. "And you are a wolf, although one is also one of the dead creatures that live still" He tried to thin up a word for vampires in Wolf tongue, but couldn't quite. He hadn't spoken the wolftongue in a long time.
Wolfwing looked at Tsuki. "At least you haven't tried to kill me yet. As most of my kinds do. You at least have accepted me." He felt the familiar flow of the language coming back to him. "I am wolf, always have been, always will be. I was born a wolf, turned a werewolf, then a vampire... I am not sure WHAT I am..." He growled softly as he tailed off.
Wolfwing turns back to Tsuki. "For that I think you. I may be rejected, but it doesn't mean I like killing my own kinds." His eyes gleamed. "Okay, yes, I do, but I just like killing, something that came along with my vampirism"
Wolfwing smiles at the wolf, before stand and leaving the bar. He leaped intot he air and flew off, rapidly vanishing from sight
Wolfwing slammed the door open, it crashed against a wall. He glanced around the bar, cursed that it was so busy and took a seat in a corner, his wings hunched by his shoulders. He glared at everyone in the bar, his eyes burning with hatred.
Wolfwing turned his full glare at Rena. His fangs lengthen as he glared at her, his body shifting a rippling as he struggled to keep his true form hidden. In a deep, rasping voice he spoke. "What do... you want weakling?"
Wolfwing slipped slightly. His wing smashing into the wall, he winced, then his hand smashed throught he table he grasped. "And I care, why? What do I care for the other species?" His body shifted, his legs became like tree trunk dog legs, and his body thickened and hunched over, a huge wolfs head replacing its human counterpart. A loud growl erupted from his throat as he lost the battle with his body.
Wolfwing he snarled at the girl and his huge arm shot out with blinding speed. He reached for her throat, before heaving his arm back. No he couldn't take one here. Ah, but he longed to rip them all to shreds. He completely cleared his mind, and as he did, he folded his wings around him, becoming as still as a statue. His mind closed itself from everything.
Wolfwing unfolds his wings, back in human form, he glared at the child, and the others. His eyes glowing red as he struggled with his Battlelust. He would have been fine with being a loner Werepyre, if it weren't for the Battlelust that came with it.
Wolfwing dropped out of the rafters where he had been sitting as he watched the goings on. He landed on the ground with a boom, and walked to a chair, folding his huge wings as he did. He glared at one of his fingers, which had a claw at the end of it, the claw rapidly retracted, becoming a normal human nail, albeit, a strong and extremely sharp one.
Wolfwing raised an eyebrow at Tam, apparently quite at ease, that is, until one saw the torture in his eyes as he fought his animal nature. "You wish something?" He asked as pleasantly as he could muster, which wasn't much, as he hadn't been pleasant in over a century.
Wolfwing snorts loudly. His body morphing back into his natural beast form. He looked down at her from his added height. "We may be the same in species, but never be the same. Besides, what do I care? I have the wish to become part of a tribe, courtesy of my wolf blood, and I want to be a loner, courtesy of my vmapire blood, yet both shun me, even my Werepyre brethren shun me, so why should I care about them? To me they just try to kill me... they are just enemies." He snorted again, and growled. "Many itmes I have tried to join a pack or clan, and every time, they chase me off, every time I kill them all for it." He laughed bitterly. "The wish to kill is courtesy of all, yet extremely strong" He eaped up andhung off of one of the rafters.
Wolfwing vanished and appeared in front of her in a cloud of smoke. "Another thing I have to thank my Vampire blood for, the one who transformed me... regretted it when I sle whim, and took his abilities, and, oh the elder vampires are powerful..." His grin grew wider, showing huge and pointed teeth. "So, if you don't care what I care, then why do you speak to me... I grow tired of the presence of humans, werewolves, vampires, demons and the lot. I wonder how long I cn last, before I lose control again." He chuckles. "That is the hwole point of this place, to see how long I can control my battlelust... so far so good, you happy now you know why I'm here, not to destroy everyone, but to try not to?"
Wolfwing appeared in front of Tam in a cloud of smoke. "THen why seak, to see why I am here? I am here merely to see how long I can last without killing everyone... and when i lose it, I leave..." He huffed in amusement.
Wolfwing grinned wolfishly at her. "Why fight your nature? I ask myself that right now as I do it..." He shrugs. "In here, even my own abilities wouldn't be much good." He flicked an ear back, then he morphed back into human form. He folded his wings. "BEcause they'd simply swamp me under bodies... although, all the more to bite... but not feed."
Wolfwing laughs. "Either a werewolf or a vampire, either way." He suddenly stilled and his eyes went black, and deep as the abyss. "I am cursed with both, and the knowledge of many, many mortals and immortals, I have their memories, their thoughts, and more come each day. I am a harbour for the dead awaiting justice or damnation. They rest in my mind, waiting... millions, ah, they never shutup..." His eyes closed, and whent hey opened again,t hey burned red and bright.