Adriana Lindemann

[ana]

Name: Adriana Lindemann

Nickname : Ana, but she doesn't let just anyone call her Ana. It was her father's nickname for her.

Gender : Female

Birthday : November 27

Birthplace : München, Deutschland; Now wanders from town to town.

Native Tongue : German

Additional : English

Age : 20 years

Parents : Adelulf (Father) and Brunhild (Mother) Lindemann; Both killed by Vampyres.

Pedigree : Purebred Lycan

Siblings : None

Relatives : None living

Sexual Preference : Straight, but she is open to try new things.

Current Crush/Boyfriend : None

Past relationships : Adriana went on dates, but never really got a boyfriend. She wasn't really into boys that much, and when her parents were killed, she gave up on dating to try to escape her pain.

Appearence : Adriana's straight, light brown hair frames a soft bright face. Her round, brown eyes normally betray her emotions, however much she strives for a stoic attitude. Her skin is not white pale, but she is not dark skinned. In the summer, Adriana’s skin tans, but not as much as most people’s. She has freckles on her shoulder from the sun. She is also cursed with a large bust.

Build : Not very slim, but not stalky. Adriana is in between, and very much in shape.

Style : Rebel. She normally wears black tanks, sometimes a red pleated, mini-skirt and combat boots. Band t-shirts, Rammstein, Eisbrecher, Queen, ect. Fishnet or lace gloves occasionally adorn her forearms. On her hands she wears garnet, claddagh, and titanium rings. Her nails are normally painted black, chrome, or dark reds and purples, but she does wear light pink on occasion.

Tattoos : Tribal wolf tattoo on her right shoulder and a red rose around a dagger on the top of her left foot.

Piercings : Three large, thin, gold hoops on her left ear, and one gold stud on her left. All four piercing are in the cartilage, and the earrings are large enough that they do not interfere while Ana is changing forms.

In Wolven form : She has light brown, shaggy fur, but the fur above her tattoos are darker. Athough she would seem fairly peaceful, the scars on her maw and body reveal that she is familiar with battle. Her most recognizble scar is one that runs from the bottom of her neck to the base of her tail. Because of the scar, the fur on her back doesn't lay quite right. Her piercing, dark brown eyes are quiet and calm as well as very expressive. All of her forms are on the smaller side, but her slender figures are muscular.

On a good day : Adriana can be kind, but only to those who are close to her. She is normally straight to the point, and rarely ever babbles. If she doesn't have something important to say, she won't say anything. Some people may mistake her for a shy person, but that wouldn’t be very far off.

On a bad day : Adriana is very easily pissed off, so bad days are common. When she gets pissed, she may yell, but she will try to get away from the problem to try to cool down. But she normally thinks about what happened and gets herself even more pissed off. When she is pissed, she may fight.

Likes : German music, industrial metal, emo music, rebellion, Rammstein, Oomph!, Eisbrecher, Megaherz, also My Chemical Romance, Panic! At the Disco, Fall Out Boy, AC/DC, Queen, the colors black, hot pink, maroon, white, silver, lime green, rings, bracelets, roses, guys who wear eyeliner, realistic, outspoken guys.

Dislikes : Rap, conformists, vampyres, preppy/fake, most girls, fake people, liars, back-stabbers, loud, annoying people, Environmentalists.

Allience : None

Weapons : Carries a single stainless steel hunting dagger. Has a carved wolf on the handle, but nothing fancy. Given to her by her father on her first hunt.

Backstory : Adriana was born to two high-ranking lycans in the "army". She was thrust into the war and was taught to fight. She quickly became a skilled fighter, and worked her was up the ranks. When she was on a mission a few years back, she was with her parents and another high-ranking officer, when they were attacked by vampyres. Her parents and the other officer were killed, but she managed to get away. Until this event, she was not to enthused about the war, but when she recovered from her injuries, she swore to fight until death.

Fears: Ana is not afraid of much, but that's not saying she is fearless. He biggest fear is being alone. After her parents were killed, she fell severely depressed. She withdrew from her clan and rarely spoke or ate. After months of lying in her misery, she decided she was going to leave her beloved home town and find somewhere else to live where she wasn't haunted by memories. Whenever she is alone she has time to think about her past and often becomes depressed. She is also afraid of commitment. Because her parents fate, she found that she couldn't bear to have any other loved ones killed. When she finds herself caught in love moves on to the next town. Her last fear is kind of ironic, but as logical as a fear can be. She is afraid of the dark. This is most likely because the vampyres come out at night. But Adriana rarely lets people know about her fears.

Sample RP: I hope you don't mind, but it's already written up and everything, just horses...

...bleib bei mir.

The sun slowly began to climb up above the hills, casting a blinding light over the virgin snow in a clearing. A single figure sat in a clearing. The figure was a lone mare. Her dark bay coat did little to keep out the cold, but she did not feel the need to move. She had no reason to. The mare looked to the sky as the stars began to melt away, leaving behind the silver disk in the heavens. As she watched the moon sink slowly back into the hills she noticed her breath as she breathed. Her nose was cold and damp from the mist she exhaled. She snorted in general frustration, then looked around. The surrounding area looked like it was made solely from ice, and it reflected the sun’s light with such intensity that it hurt her eyes.

With a quiet nagging at her stomach, she dug through the snow as she lay there on her side. The bay mare nosed aside a pile of snow to reveal a patch of dirt. She sighed as her black, unkempt mane fell into her eyes. She snorted again, but this time she stood up. She shook the snow out of her winter coat and watched it fall to the ground. The bay mare sighed quietly as she began to walk through the snow. She didn’t know exactly what she was looking for until she nearly stumbled through it. She looked down at the little stream and bent her neck down to drink the cold water.

Then there was a sudden crack! The mare jumped, looking around with wide eyes. Then she realized what it was. The ice and snow had weighed down the poor bough that it snapped right off the tree, leaving a pile of snow at the trunk. She sighed and rolled her brown eyes. “Es war nichts.” She softly laughed at her foolishness. “Das kleines Baumchen…”

You can call me Adriana.
I found you by searching the web.

{Status; Complete; and my friend made me a picture, I just need to wait until she gives me permission to use it here.}

[Inu]

Nice detail :3 Accepted, and welcome.

[ana]

Thanks!