{ MAES, rebekah collette

[` safe haven.]

Name: rebekah collette maes
Nicknames: re, beks, bekka.
Age | B-day: 19 years | July 20th.
Position: werewolf.
Town: snakespeare

Hair: black, down past her breasts.
Eyes: brown, turns a yellowish brown when transformed.
Height: 5'8"
Sexual Orientation: lesbian.
Face: jordana brewster.

History: Rebekah grew up in a fairly nice house, her parents weren't the richest folk, but they weren't poor either. She was the baby out of four boys, so of course, she was spoiled to the core. She always got her way, sometimes it had to take a few tears, but that was all. Her parents loved and adored their baby girl, and she loved and adored them. Bekah's father had to switch jobs and they moved into Snakespeare. She knew something was fishy about this town, because the name scared her.

A few months in, her father was having issues with a couple guys that he worked with. She over-heard him telling her mother that they threatened to come to their home and rough the place up. That night, Rebekah was scared awake by loud, rumbling howling and screaming. She was terrified so she hid under her bed. One of the beasts came into her room and sniffed her out. He fell to the floor and tore her out from her hiding place with his piercing fangs. "Don't hurt me," she whispered, tears running down her face. He stared at her, he dropped her calf when he heard barks from the hallway. Then he turned and disappeared from the room, leaving with his pack.

Years later and his red gaze still burned in her mind, she found him and his pack. By then she was strong and young, they were older. She slaughtered all of them like they had did her family, but left the one alive. From then on, they never crossed paths again. Now Bekah is a young, wild beast herself. She stays away from humans as best as possible, knowing how it feels to lose family members.

Personality: This isn't a very patient or tolerable girl you're reading about, she wants everything when she wants it. And if she doesn't get it, you're gonna have a problem on your hands. It'll take awhile to get to know the sweet, gentle Bekah, but when you know that side of her, you'll treasure it. Once you have her on your side, you have an amazing ally. She wouldn't do anything to lose your trust, she's kinda like a Golden Retriever. Bekah does have a habit it of making bad first impressions, but if you give her another chance, she'll probably make you reconsider. When it comes to sex and drinking, she'll probably fuck anything that moves... but that has humanly features and a vagina. But usually sex doesn't come before love. If she doesn't steal your heart, I don't know who will.

____________YOU_______________

Name: Alex
How'd you find us? Nighty <3.

RP Sample: [this is a reply to a thread on an entirely different RPG. what can i say? i'm lazy =D]

A cool breeze whipped her curly locks about in a wild manner, she ran her fingers through the mess to tame it. She usually didn't like the wild messing with her hair, but she was definitely thankful for the breeze today. It would be nice though if she were sitting at a table inside where the AC cooled her down, but bitches had to be thieves and all. She huffed lightly, might as well let it go, there was no changing the outcome. As she played with a strawberry in her mouth, she propped her chin on her palm gazing out towards the street. Now she had wished that she had brought the Mazda, because then she could go to the dorm and chill there. Sooner or later though, it wouldn't be just her, there would be company. She wasn't very tolerable with new people, especially living with her. Tristan hoped she'd get along with these girls, so maybe atleast she wouldn't be miserable.

Her legs were growing uncomfortable on the sit, so she scooted the chair farther back and put them up on the table. This revealed even more of her legs, though it wouldn't be long til her lace panties were out for the world to get a glimpse of. Swallowing the strawberry and dipping out another chunk of fruit and grain, she looked towards the door as it opened. A strange, well strange wasn't the word, but a unique girl came out of the shop. It wasn't her outfit that made her unique, even if it was cute, but it was her hair. Tristan loved seeing people with colored hair, it was so outgoing and rebellious. She watched as she sat down at the table next to her's, but looked away quickly enough when the girl looked her way. Embarrassingggg, now she wished she had put on her sunglasses before she had left the dorm.

She could still feel the girl's eyes on her, so she looked back right when the pink-haired girl lowered her sunglasses and smiled. Tristan politely returned the smile, but turned away again. Then the girl surprised her by saying her name. She did not know this girl, but she looked at her again. Her mind scrambled around trying to make a connection, but nothing came out of it. How the hell did this girl know not only her first name, but her last name too? "Um, uh, yeah?" She tripped over her words, still trying to figure out who she was.

[Nightmare]

Accepted!