Creature(s) In The Shadows

The City of Blood and Wolves
Every city has a secret. A darker side, one hidden in secret and shadow. In this city, turning down the wrong alleyway could be the biggest mistake of your life. Will you fall victim to the City that Bleeds or are you one of the many residents that are helping run up the body count? Come to Covaire City, the City that Bleeds, and watch how quickly your heart begins to race in fear.
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Then Dakota Fanning then? :)
Anonymous

Personally, I’d be happy with her as long as you avoid her underage gifs/images. But the other admins would also need to agree. :)

~Jan

Welcome to Covaire City, Luke Weston.

Could you see Ellie Fanning being a slave FC?
Anonymous

Hello anon,

Sadly as much as she is a precious FC she is also underage. We prefer both our players and FCs to be of legal age. (:

Name: Luke Weston
Species: Werewolf
Age: 32
Sexuality: Straight
Occupation: Guard at the Chateau
Turn-Ons: Long legs, lingerie, aggressive heavy petting, fellatio, being in the dominant power position, voyeurism, shower sex, confidence, dub-con, occasionally non-con, bondage, marking, vocal sexual partners, spanking, outdoor sex, sexually forward women who butter up his ego because he’s that vain.
Turn-Offs: Scat, being dominated with force, being on the receiving end of anything unpleasant he might regularly dole out, undue arrogance on slaves, smart-ass slaves, being reminded physically or verbally how young and relatively weak he still is.
Face Claim: Theo James[[MORE]]
Background & Personality
Secret: After being turned, Luke took a lot of care to release or bury his former life. By extension, in order to forsake his humanity, he sacrificed large chunks of his identity and created the superficial one he thrives beneath today. For this reason, because his hollow places are crammed now with the resentment he couldn’t let go, his past is a particularly sore spot for him and he is prone to lashing out when reflective moods are upon him.
  • Name: Luke Weston
  • Species: Werewolf
  • Age: 32
  • Sexuality: Straight
  • Occupation: Guard at the Chateau
  • Turn-Ons: Long legs, lingerie, aggressive heavy petting, fellatio, being in the dominant power position, voyeurism, shower sex, confidence, dub-con, occasionally non-con, bondage, marking, vocal sexual partners, spanking, outdoor sex, sexually forward women who butter up his ego because he’s that vain.
  • Turn-Offs: Scat, being dominated with force, being on the receiving end of anything unpleasant he might regularly dole out, undue arrogance on slaves, smart-ass slaves, being reminded physically or verbally how young and relatively weak he still is.
  • Face Claim: Theo James

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New addition: Kore

Welcome to Covaire City, Logan de Wright.

Name: Logan McLeary; goes by Logan de Wright
Species: Vampire 
Occupation: Guard at the Chateau
Age of Character: 171
Sexuality: Pansexual
Turn-Ons: Biting, nuzzling, scratching, rimming, oral (giving/receiving), being pinned, non-non;dub-con, blood play, struggling, knife play, bondage, whipping (giving/receiving), screams, violence.
Turn-Offs: Crying, whining, vomit, coprophilia, urolagnia, extreme sadism, heavy S&M, vervain.
Face Claim: Jai Courtney[[MORE]]
Background: Born on the south side of New York to a family of Irish servants on a dreary December day, he knew only the sounds of screams and chaos erupting throughout the city. A great breath, his mother often said, is all the city was doing to situate herself with the newcomers. Growing up, he lacked a certain sense of right and wrong, all he knew is what had to be done to survive no matter the consequences. His thievery though was oft caught mid-heist by his father and his older brother, James. The both of them were police officers during the hardest years of the NYPD, and both held a certain sense of honor and dignity that Logan distinctly lacked. He wandered, wild and free throughout the city, even daring some nights to wander up past the Five Points to see how the rich and powerful lived within their gilded cages.
One such night would change his life forever.
Intent upon finding enough to feed his ailing mother and young sister, Logan was bold in his endeavor to infiltrate the rich houses waiting to be plucked and cleaned of their goods. Arms full of silver candlesticks, it was as he was leaving he would meet a boy; Lukas de Wright. At first he thought the boy would turn him in, however he was set free and told the quickest way to depart back to Five Points. Logan hesitated and upon asking the simple question of why, Lukas merely smiled and replied that Logan had been the first brave enough to come inside, that he was the only boy he’d even spoken to in his life. Taken aback, Logan made a promise then that he would return and he’d take the other boy with him. It seemed in no time at all the two became fast friends and often times Lukas would say Logan was merely his servant so that the pair could stay longer in each other’s company without arising suspicion.
For a time, Logan was happy. He had found himself decent work by the time his sixteenth birthday rolled about and he spent his afternoons lazing about the rural countryside with Lukas. It was in the shade of an oak tree, he would share his first kiss with his closest friend. The two boys would laugh about it, promising to tell no one of their secret. So Logan worked on the Hudson River Railroad during the days and spent his evenings with Lukas in the woods. On his nineteenth birthday, the pair of them wandered far into the woods and where boyish idle touching and wandering hands had lead to whispered words of affection, Logan confessed his love. In secret the pair often stole glances and hurried kisses. To dark alleys and the warmth of Lukas’ bed, Logan would steal the other’s breath and accompany him throughout the night. All went well until the riots erupted within the city.
Fearful for his love, Logan set off into the night despite his mother and sister begging him to stay. Through flames and stones he ran, desperate to find Lukas yet unable to find a trace of him until he found his way to the woods, to the raised voices and the heavy stench of death.
His beautiful love was soiled, left desecrated and marked as nothing more than a homosexual. Finding no breath and no pulse, he believed Lukas to be dead there upon the forest floor. The voices drew nearer and yet he wept, mourning the loss too fresh and too painful to overcome. Logan did not fight their hands nor did he try to push away their faces as the men surrounding him attacked, biting and ripping away at him as if starved animals. Logan welcomed death as he laid here, agony on his breath and heartache in his throat. It was welcoming, the silent calm that fell as he laid there broken and watching his beloved’s face. Only death was not permanent. It would take time, but he would wake hungry, bloodied, and alone there in the woods watching the smoke rise lazily in the distance.
Lukas was gone and his city was scarred with fire and darkness.
He would lose himself then, to the hunger and the desperation, wading through the stained cobbles all the way back to his home. Bloodied and satiated, Logan hesitated in his blind rampage choosing instead to leave the door closed, to spare his mother and sister the indignity of seeing their son and brother as a monster. So he fled, taking shelter in the darker places of the city and trying to understand just what it was he had become. It would take several years to reign his bloodlust in and several more before he would find others, more of his kind, that would teach him and show him how to survive. All the while Logan watched from his new home on the rebuilt Fifth Avenue, always seeing how his mother and sister carried on in the wake of losing his father and James having gone missing amidst the chaos. Years would pass and he would bury the both of them with a solemn promise to never allow their memory to die, to fight for what was right.
Alone, Logan would depart from his posh home and welcoming companions to go out into the world and find himself. He traveled aimlessly for years, wandering across vast plains and descending upon the Natives when hunger arose in his veins. How humanity grew and spread in those years and long was the memory of fire and death set aside in favor of innovation and war. Logan joined the army without thought, volunteering while many attempted to find way to avoid the draft. He trained, learning to fight and to hold a gun, before he was shipped off. Others in his platoon said goodbye to their families and kissed their tear-stained faces but Logan merely shoulders his rucksack and went to join the others without a word. For years he would throw himself into the war, into fighting for what he thought was the right thing. Meeting countless others of his kind, he began to question why it was he was fighting for the humans when the very thing that seemed to hinder them was their own humanity.
Years more would pass, another World War would arise, and Logan would grow colder. The army would amount it to Logan having a son, as his skill being a sniper being something that was passed on through his family. In time, Logan would grow tired of it and under the guise of being KIA, he would vanish into the wilderness of Germany during the last final push to end the war. He lived as a wanderer, doing small jobs here and there to earn money which he stored in several bank accounts over the years. Logan had no want for money despite how much he had at his disposal and sought only to serve, to have a purpose in his life aside from merely existing and carrying on.
For a time, he contemplated how to end his life. But then he watched miraculous things happen, he saw humanity begin to come to it’s senses. He saw cultures mingle and thrive, people interact and speak to each other as if nothing had come to pass between their countries. Logan found his way back to the states, each time remarking upon how much had changed. He heard whispers during his travel through Louisiana of a city where supernatural creatures thrived and he wondered just how true it could be. A city of his own kind? A place where he no longer had to hide? It all seemed too good to be true. Then he received a letter, no post-mark, no address, nothing beyond the simple words within and a name; Lukas.
Having no where else to turn, Logan decided to move to Covaire, to find a small place of his own and try to find answers. Swearing his allegiance to the King, it made sense to volunteer as a guard in the Chateau as a means to keep himself preoccupied. In return, he hopes that he can get in the King’s good graces enough to ask for help in finding the only ghost of his past.
Secret: While many during the time period scorned homosexuality, Logan thrived in it for a time. That was before he met a young boy living on the streets selling himself to get by. It happened without a thought, he took the kid in and cared for him as if he were his own. No one knew about the pair of them, thinking they were merely father and son or simply brothers getting by. No one would understand how the vampire was taken with the child or how he claimed him each night as if he were entitled to it. The boy grew up into a man and still Logan felt nothing but love for him and the pair tread further on dangerous territory. Coming out of a bar and caught kissing drunkenly, it wouldn’t be until later when their apartment was broken into, that Logan would have a new grasp of bloodlust as he massacred the entire floor after watching his companion be raped and murdered before him. As a result, he’s sworn never to allow himself to get close to anyone again lest they be killed because of him.
Personality: Cold and withdrawn, Logan is a very practical person. He views at things logically where once he was hot-headed and acted without hesitation. He is precise, choosing to keep himself organized and collected. Yet there is some level of humanity still within him and it shows in how he dresses, how he chooses to speak and to behave. No matter how he tries to hide it, there is a part of him that still aches and craves the life he once had. He takes pleasure in little things, lashing out only on the slaves whom deserve his anger. Otherwise he attempts to be fair and even on some occasions chooses to protect the rare few too weak to do so themselves. Logan is well aware of how the vampires of Covaire view the slaves and others aside from themselves and as a result he is something of an outcast, heading only his King’s call and keeping to himself as best he can.
Quote: “You have no idea what humanity is capable of, do you?”
  • Name: Logan McLeary; goes by Logan de Wright
  • Species: Vampire
  • Occupation: Guard at the Chateau
  • Age of Character: 171
  • Sexuality: Pansexual
  • Turn-Ons: Biting, nuzzling, scratching, rimming, oral (giving/receiving), being pinned, non-non;dub-con, blood play, struggling, knife play, bondage, whipping (giving/receiving), screams, violence.
  • Turn-Offs: Crying, whining, vomit, coprophilia, urolagnia, extreme sadism, heavy S&M, vervain.
  • Face Claim: Jai Courtney

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Welcome to Covaire City, Angelo Harvey.

Name: Angelo Harvey
Species: Werewolf
Age: 346
Sexuality: Straight
Turn-Ons: Complete submission, bondage, blood play, violence, spanking, dark haired women, oral (giving and receiving), biting, rough sex, gags
Turn-Offs: Whining and complaining, clingy partners, scat, disobedience
Face Claim: Zachary Quinto
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Background: Angelo Harvey was a born wolf to two Omegas. The pack was violent, teaching their young early the ways to hunt humans who walked into their territory. The woods they hunted became known by the locals as ‘The Howling Woods’, the rumours spreading that wolves inhabited the darkness between the trees, when really the truth was far from the normal wolves to run through darkess. Every full moon when he as growing up, Angelo would watch his pack mates transform and give into the hungry beasts within them, hearing their howls rip through the night sky and sending their prey running. They didn’t care what they killed and brought back to camp, be it an animal or a human. From the first time his brown eyes watched the wolves return from the hunt with blood covered muzzles he knew what he needed to become and knew he needed to be better than his Omega parents. They were weak, the bottom of the pile and that just wouldn’t be good enough for Angelo, and he needed to be one of the best and the mightiest wolves with people out there who feared him.
Soon came puberty, the young boy eagerly waiting for full moon and his first transformation into a wolf. The first time was agony, bones breaking and snapping back into place as claws sprouted from his nails, but soon the wolf cub stood where the human boy once did and Angelo loved every second of it. The adrenaline from the hunt, the howls ripping from his throat as he powered alongside his pack mates. That night was one of the best in his life and he knew that there was going to be plenty more to follow. As he grew older and larger so would his wolf and when he was old enough he would make sure to impress his Alpha, make him realize he was better, stronger and wiser than his shameful Omega parents. But for now he would wait, wait until he was strong enough and for now he would survive at the bottom of the pile, but not for very long.
On his twenty first birthday he knew it was time. He came in front of his Alpha, willing to prove himself better and more worthy of a higher position in the pack. The Alpha was cautious at first, but in the end he agreed on one condition; he had to fight his father to prove he was better. Angelo jumped at the opportunity, eager to prove himself in front of his Alpha and the whole pack that he was the better wolf. Though things didn’t go exactly to plan, Angelo was humiliated in front of everyone, losing the fight and almost his own life. The morning after he was laughed out of the pack and from that moment on a fire had ignited inside Angelo, a fire which would not be quenched until he had proven he was the better wolf.
And so he travelled for years, alone and training to be better and when he finally felt he was ready, like he was finally at one with his wolf then he returned home, but he didn’t find what he had expected. The whole pack was gone, the pungent smell of death and blood filling his nostrils and blood staining the ground. Hunters. Something snapped in him, like his mind was a ticking time bomb. Angelo hunted down those who hand hunted his old pack and he killed every single last one of them any way he could think of. His pack had been avenged and he was content, for now. Yet he craved more, he wanted to be above people and prove himself better than everyone. He had heard of the city of Covaire, Angelo had picked up the rumours on his travels, the city inhabited by wolves and vampires. And so the wolf decided to venture there himself to see what he might be able to find, there was nothing left for him anywhere else now.
Secret: Angelo caught the scent of his assumed dead Alpha as he left the wreckage of his old home. It didn’t take him long to hunt the old wolf down and see him face to face one last time. His old Alpha was weathered, the hunters managing to badly injure him and by the looks of it he barely managed to get away with his own life. The healing of the older and wiser man was still in process, but anger boiled inside Angelo, everything he had pent up in hatred of the Alpha who laughed him out of his pack. And so he lashed out, the fight which ensued was bloody and both men were injured, but Angelo won out in the again against his old Alpha, the broken man lying in pools of his blood at his feet and Angelo didn’t regret it one bit.
Personality: Slightly sadistic in a way it is probably best if you didn’t get on the wrong side of Angelo Harvey. One thing is he is ruthless, he will not hesitate to beat people into a bloody and crying pulp on the ground if they get on the wrong side of him and he will always prove himself better against the slaves who want to prove themselves. To him the wolves are even more fun to play with, those are the one who he can break more with their faster healing than the pathetic humans. While he is straight he will push himself on males as well just to break them further and prove his dominance over them. He will never settle for second best, the only people he will ever fully respect is the Alpha and the Beta of his new found pack, the eagerness still growing inside him to prove himself to them.
To him the slaves are just toys for him to play with and mess with, they are the lowest, the ones who were once in the same position he was and they can’t do anything about that. Angelo enjoys every moment he spends beating up a back chatting slave who thought it wise to open their mouths to speak ill. The Chateau is his playground and he so does enjoy playing there.
Quote: First I’ll hear you beg and then I’ll break you and watch your blood run across the floor.
  • Name: Angelo Harvey
  • Species: Werewolf
  • Age: 346
  • Sexuality: Straight
  • Turn-Ons: Complete submission, bondage, blood play, violence, spanking, dark haired women, oral (giving and receiving), biting, rough sex, gags
  • Turn-Offs: Whining and complaining, clingy partners, scat, disobedience
  • Face Claim: Zachary Quinto

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Why did you ban Dev Patel? He's one of the most usable non-black POCs.
Anonymous

Dev Patel was banned to avoid pairings based around face claims. When it comes to usable POC FC’s may I suggest: Daniel Dae Kim, John Cho, Lee Byung Hun, Aaron Yoo, BooBoo Stewart.

Name: Evigan Hier
Species: Werewolf – Mistress
Age: 20
Sexuality: Closeted bisexual
Turn-Ons: Rough sex, forced submission, forced sex, being dominated, bondage, passionate partners, anal, hair pulling, slapping, oral sex, biting, whipping/spanking, scratching and cuddling (for the right ones), obedience.
Turn-Offs: Toiletry of any kind (piss and scat), mutilation, poor hygiene, vanilla sex (okay only on occasion), females with horrible attitudes.
Face Claim: Indiana Evans
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Background, personality & secret
  • Name: Evigan Hier
  • Species: Werewolf – Mistress
  • Age: 20
  • Sexuality: Closeted bisexual
  • Turn-Ons: Rough sex, forced submission, forced sex, being dominated, bondage, passionate partners, anal, hair pulling, slapping, oral sex, biting, whipping/spanking, scratching and cuddling (for the right ones), obedience.
  • Turn-Offs: Toiletry of any kind (piss and scat), mutilation, poor hygiene, vanilla sex (okay only on occasion), females with horrible attitudes.
  • Face Claim: Indiana Evans

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App count?
Anonymous
  • 1 x OC vampire master
  • 1 x OC wolf master

Apps will be reviewed at the latest Sunday. :3

Have you accepted all the applications you're going to today?
Anonymous

We have for now, yes. We’ll be going over the remaining apps in the next few days, so keep an eye out.

-Brandan