Little Red
From Changeling Venue
| Seeming | Beast Hunterheart |
|---|---|
| Court | Autumn Court |
| Freehold | Lighthouse (Asylum) of the Desert Harbor |
| Player | Meghan Smith |
Contents |
Categories
- Seeming: Beast
- Kith: Hunterheart
- Court: Autumn Court
- Freehold: Salt Lake City
- Entitlement:
- Email: sexygoatdance@gmail.com
- Livejournal: http://me-ic.livejournal.com/
Chronicles
Chapter I: Origin
Born Ava Jaeger in a small farm house in Nuemannsgrund, Germay. Their family's property was carefully hidden in the Black Forest. It was a plesant community until a band of Neo Nazis came and started spreading their propaganda. It became so bad that they quietly started their own 'cleansing' of the town. Being so remote, the Nazis found that they could be much more extreme without the word getting out.
Chapter II: Capture
One night, trouble came knocking. Ava was fast asleep in her bed when the front door was kicked in. Within moments Ava's brother came through the door. He opened the window and carried her to it. He told her to run and not to look back. To keep running until she found safety. With that he gently tossed her out. Being a good little girl, she did as her brother told. Soon the Nazis where after her. But she did as she was told and kept running, without looking back. The further she ran the more she could swear that their shouts sounded more like the barking of wolves. Their steps sounded more like a pack coming closer on her heels. Suddenly she stumbled into a clearing. Looking up she found herself surrounded by wolves. Large wolves of various sizes and colors. Some of their eye glowed against the dark. Some had horns. Some had smoke rising from their hides. Some had more legs or tails or heads then normal wolves. "Jetzt jetzt meine kleinen Hasen (now now my little hare)" Spoke the largest of the wolves, "Sie haben gutes getan. Kommen Sie sein zurück zu Ihrem Rahmen, in dem wir Sie oben mästen können, damit Sie eine korrekte Mahlzeit bilden und wir Sie wieder jagen. (You have done good. Come back to your cage where we can fatten you up so that you will make a proper meal and we shall hunt you again.)" And with that he picked her up in his massive jaws and carried her to a cave.
Chapter III: Loyalty
Ava was kept in a cage made of bones and branches. She was fed hearty stews and meat pies of various meats and vegtibals. She drank water fresh from a well or that was collected when it rained. Every night the large wolf would let her out of her cage and tell her, "Lassen Sie kleines Kaninchen laufen, geben Sie uns eine gute Verfolgung. Wenn Sie nicht, finden sich Sie in meinem Bauch bald genug. (Run little rabbit, give us a good chase. If you don't, you will find yourself in my belly soon enough.)" And so she would run, scrambling over mud, sticks, rocks, gullys, and meadows. And at the end of every night the wolf would find her and say "Gute Jagd. Möglicherweise morgen esse ich Sie, aber für jetzt, bin ich erfüllt (Good hunt. Perhaps tomorrow I will eat you, but for now, I am satisfied)". And so she would be carried back to her cage.
Chapter IV: Irony
Night after night she would be let free. And night after night she would be hunted. Her skills in picking her way through the forest grew along with her ability to move silently and hide from time to time from the wolves. On night as she ran, she came across a clearing where a white rabbit nibbles at strawberries. "Betrachten Sie ihn. Er muß nicht Nacht nach Nacht laufen lassen. Er hört nicht zu den Aufträgen von anderen. Er wird nicht erklärt, wie er morgens verschlungen werden wird. Warum ist es, daß er erhält, frei zu sein und ich nicht? (Look at him. He doesn't have to run night after night. He doesn't listen to orders from others. He isn't told how he is going to be devoured in the morning. Why is it that he gets to be free and I don't?)" She thought. And with that she lept upon the rabbit and devoured it. Once she was done she looked up to find herself once again surrounded by the wolves. "Brunnen gut, aussehen wie mein kleines Haustier ist nicht wirklich ein Kaninchen nach allen. Schaut zu mir, wie sie ein Wolf sein möchte. (Well well, looks like my little pet isn't really a rabbit after all. Looks to me like she wants to be a wolf.)" And with that he placed her upon his back and took her back to the cave. From that night on she slept on a blanket of the softest furs, dinned on the finest meats, and drank the finest mead. And every night, she would join in the hunt, instead of being hunted herself. Years past and she grew. She grew to be more and more like the wolves who raised her. Cunning, strong, agile, and brave.
Chapter V: Return
The years past and she grew to be one of the best hunters of the wolves, even though she was a slave to them. Yet hunting every night had made her grow a bit tiresome of the task. So one night she came to her wolf master. "Jahre bin ich auf der Jagd mit Ihnen zugelassen worden. Dennoch wachse ich Brett der gleichen Verfolgungnacht nach Nacht. Ich crave neues etwas. So habe ich ein Spiel für Sie. Nun da ich Ihre Tricks kenne, heute abend jagen Sie mich noch einmal. (For years I have been allowed on the hunt with you. Yet I grow board of the same chase night after night. I crave something new. So I have a game for you. Now that I know your tricks, tonight you will once again hunt me.)" She said. The wolf agreed and allowed her the lead. She ran into the darkest parts of the forest. She ran fast and hard without looking back. As she ran the forest seemed to change around her. Growing a bit lighter, changing the sents, and became less hostile. She stopped and looked around, the feeling of magic was no longer there. Her memories of being a normal little girl washed back to her like a bucket of water tossed onto a rock.
Description
Physical
Mask
- Age: about 26 to 30
- Garb: Loose buisness cloths. Often a black shirt with a tie while she is on call.
- Height: 5'6"
- Weight: 125
- Nationality: German
- Hair: Deep red
- Eyes: green
- Complexion: Fair and pale with smooth soft skin
- Build: Thin and athletic, but strong.
Mien
- Age: 36
- Height: 5'7"
- Weight:125
- Fur: Redish gray and only appears on her tail
- Eyes: Yellow
- Maw: Her teeth seem to come to points, similar to a dogs teeth.
- Ears: Normal
Social
Acquaintance
Details
Red has gained many friends sense her return. She found that she may have left her Wolf Keeper, but her instenct to hunt was well ingraned in her. So she took up the job of Bounty Hunting. For anything and everything if it has the right price. But that couldn't always pay the bills. So as a stable job, she took up being a Homocide Detective. Putting her good skills to use for the local police. But then again, it all depended on who she caught on whether or not they made it to jail.
Mental
Demeanor
Nature
Hobbies
- Reading
- Fencing
- Boxing
- Hunting
More
Howls
Barking
- "Damn it, Red. She makes it so hard to make a living. Or have fun. One of these days I will get into her pants, though. I know it." Cael Patrick, heard after she had picked him up for street walking. Again.
Whispers
Statements
- "Du rieche so gut" - Rammstein
- "Tell me senator, did you breast feed her?... It has been said that when you take a mans arm he can feel it tingling. So tell me, where will you tingle when your little girl is under the knife?... Senator, one last thing, love the suit." Hannibal Lector
Muses
- Green Man Helped Red adjust to 'reality' and the USA.
- Marrow Introduced Red into Bounty Hunting.
- Minister Kruhy Got Red out of the few legal binds that she would get herself into with her bounty hunting.
- Blake den Fleischer A good friend who's time in Arcadia wasn't to different from her own.
- Cael Patrick Always trying to get into Red's Pants.
Film
Literature
Scarlet X in Crimson (the comic)
Music
- "Little Red Riding Hood" - Sam Sham and the Pharoahs
- "Hungry Like The Wolf" - Duran Duran
- "Infared" - Placebo
OOC
Contact
- Player: Meghan Smith US2003061689
- Region: South West
- Domain: Domain of Salt Lake
- Venue Storyteller: Meghan Smith
- Domain Storyteller: Peter Kouzmine
- Domain Coordinator: Don Davis
