Paola Guadalupe Rodriguez (DONE)

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Paola Guadalupe Rodriguez

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" This time I'll be bulletproof"[/center]

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~ Your C-box name is : Remz
~ how did you find us?: Sloane
~i also play: no one yet

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~ my name is : Paola Guadalupe Rodriguez
~ call me : G-Rod, G, GR

~ i am : 20
~ born on : 12 December

~ my twin : Debi Nova
~ gender : Female
~ i like : Men
~ species : Shifter
~ type : n/a
~ animal form : Coyote

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~ about me :Paola is a blunt girl. She has become cold to the world from the life she has had. She hates that her brother was killed when he was just an innocent kid. She hates that her mom took her life. She hates that her father let the ball drop and made the situation worse. She hates how she became a burden to her grandmother and how she couldn't be role model for Ernesto. There is so much guilt she carries around with her. She killed two men in reaction to save her cousin but even those she acts indifferent about what she did, inside she regrets taking away life when she does in reality find it so precious. If only her mom and brother were alive, how would things be different?

Paola can seem rude and arrogant but its just a wall she puts up. She doesn't want to get to close to anyone. She doesn't want to get hurt anymore. Her heart is torn and full of scars. Paola likes run at night in her coyote form. She likes to sing to moon when no one is listening and sleep under the stars dreaming about her mom and brother watching down at her from a better place. She likes to read but she keeps that on a down low not wanting to taint the reputation she has made for herself as G-Rod... though maybe its time she just went by Paola again.

Paola finds a lot of things weird and funny but she hardly ever laughs out loud, which is a shame because really does have a nice laugh.

Paola wants to be a good person. She wants to live a life worth living but she is going to have hard time getting over her past.


~ my family :
Inez Rodriguez - Mother - human - deceased
Victor Rodriguez - Father - Coyote - living
Santiago Rodriguez - brother - human - deceased
Ernesto Rodriguez - brother - Coyote - living
Omar Rodriguez - cousin -Coyote - living
Rosa Rodriguez - Abuela - human - living

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~ i love : 3+ likes

[/color]Singing (but she hates performing... stage fright)
[/li][li][/color]Drugs (though its a love/hate relationship really)
[/li][li][/color]Reading (her secret love... she feels letting people know she has book smarts makes her look less street smart)
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~ i hate : 3+ dislikes

[/color] Whoever killed her brother Santi
[/li][li][/color]Vegetarians & especially Vegans - they weird her out
[/li][li][/color]Sunshine slipping through her morning windows, waking her up from a good dream
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~ history :

Paola was born and raised in a farming community just outside of San Diego, California. Her parents were migrant farm workers from Mexico. Her father was a Coyote shifter but her mother was human. Her early childhood with her family was good but even then there was a lot of hard work to do. She was the oldest sibling in the family. Her younger brother Ernesto is 2 years younger (18) and her youngest brother was 6 years younger.

Her parents were both hard workers. They were always so very tired that they could never help her with her school work. Paola did a lot of the house hold chores and took care of her brothers when her parents were away working long hours. Sometimes though she would help them in the field, especially if one of her parents were sick.

One day when Paola was 12, she and her brothers were playing in the street with some other kids. There was a drive by shooting and her brother Santi was killed. This devastated her family. Her mother couldn't take the lost of her precious child. Her children were everything to her. Her father started drinking heavy and became a drunk. Her mother couldn't take her world crumbling around her and so within a year she took her own life.

Paola's dad spiraled even further into his drinking problem after losing his wife too and having to take care of 2 kids on his own. He became violent and aggressive. He would cuss at his kids, hit them and degrade them.

When Paola was 14 her father got busted for selling drugs and was sent back to a Mexican prison. Her grandmother, Rosa lived near by with some of their cousins. Paola was a troubled girl, already life had been hard on her. She joined her older cousin's gang and became a delinquent.

When Paola was 17 she started shifting. Shifting isn't something that is usually passed on females but she got the genes and was a late bloomer. Her brother shifted not long after. Their cousin Omar who could also shift taught them the ways of being a coyote.

If it wasn't for Paola's natural book smarts she would have dropped out like Omar did. Paola was involved with a lot of illegal things being part of the gang. One night some of the members, Omar and herself were driving through enemy territory. She was in a different car than her cousin. His car got attacked by the enemy gang and he was shot many times. She could just let that happen and she ended up shooting a handful of people and killing 2 of them. She never meant to go that far but even though her cousin survived because of his rapid healing she still had that fear in her heart that like Santi he would die and she had to protect her pack.

Paola was really in trouble this time. Not only would the cops be after her but the enemy gang wants a piece of her too. Some of them are humans and others are coyotes like herself. Either way she doesn't want any of them to catch up to her. She fled San Diego, leaving behind her grandmother, brother Ernesto, and cousins. She was on her own and ended up in Ohio. She is new in town and looking for a place to make some sort of life for herself.

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~ role play sample :
Larcan didn't usually go to parties really. He was very much like the cat he was, very comfortable with solidtude and being left alone. There was a bonfire party being thrown out at the beach by some acquaintances of his. Larcan had plenty of those, people he'd meet at a bar or in line to buy more cigs or some buds. He didn't really consider many people his friend. There wasn't much need for friends, they were always needy and made him feel guilty. The solitude that Larcan usually enjoyed could be best had alone of course. His dogs Lola and Butch were the only things he wanted nipping at his feet for attention. Dating had also become dull for Larcan. The girls that seemed attracted to him were usually the needy type, he couldn't pin it down why that was. His sisters always told that he had a good heart despite the barrier he put up or the things he did. He couldn't deny that despite having his alone time it might be nice to have a woman around but hell he didn't want to bother with them much these days - they were just too much work. And what the hell was all that work for if the girl wasn't right for him? It boggled his mind how people would just date just for the hell of it. Never would Larcan be that desperate - at least not while sober.

The sun was getting lower in the sky, and Larcan was walking the beach. He could see a few people on the other side of shore gathering, getting ready to chill and drink plenty of booze. That was Larcan's kind of party, chill, laid back and plenty of free alcohol and drugs to help block what he wanted to forget or ignore. Larcan was wearing a pair of dirtied up jeans that were spotted with oil. He owned the auto mechanic store in La Push so was often dirty from work. Though his pants were dirtied he had put on a clean top, a red plaid shirt that was loose and comfortable. On his feet were his favorite pair of worn out flip flops and he was just really to plop down on a lawn chair or lean on the back of log and say "bottoms up" with the rest of the guys.

There was a lot on his mind. He was thinking about his family mostly. How his father seemed to disapprove of everything thing he did, every move he made was just the opposite of how his father would reacted or handled the situation. He was thinking about his older brother Reece and how his brother was so fed up with him he didn't make an effort to talk these days. Larcan thought about his younger brother Ronan and all the trouble he'd been getting into and his little sister Gemma and how she was so naive all the time that it troubled him. His little sister Nicola was also giving him a run for his money. He cared so much for his sister but she didn't seem to care a shit about herself the way she was sleeping around and nothing he could say or do was getting her quit while she was ahead. The most pressing issue on his mind though was his sister Chloe. He had just found out that she was pregnant and that the baby's daddy was a shifter kidnapped by some leeches holding him hostage as an attraction at their circus. Larcan was so worried that his sister was going to do something stupid. It was all he could think about.

He was really looking forward trying to get drunk. It was always hard for him. The alcohol seemed to go right through him. He was usually always aware of his environment - eyes always full of caution but today his senses were dulled by his attempt earlier to drink and forget. It also didn't help him much to walk with his eyes closed. He was trying to calm himself down before reaching for the cigarettes in his pocket. Now that his sister was pregnant and he wanted to be there for her she had made it clear that cigs were a no go around her. It was going to be a rough 6 months. So there Larcan was, walking slowly, eyes closed, practicing deep breathing while letting the gentle breeze blowing in from the sea blow over his face though with every passing second he became more agigated as his mind and body kept wanting to reach for a cigarette.

Right when he was starting to feel like he was about to give in to the temptation in his pocket he felt someone step on his feet. It didnt' hurt but it surpised him and he made a 'huh' sound as he opened his eyes trying to figure out what just happened. He looked and saw a chick about his age or maybe a bit younger. She was blonde and something about the look on her eyes reminded him of a love sick puppy, lost on the beach - luckily she didn't reak like those mutts from around here, though with her coloring and features he figured she was just another white girl.

Before he could accept the apology and move on with his life she spit out her whole name at him. He couldn't help but laugh, only a local girl who had no concept of imagining that there could be an evil man roaming the beach as night was approaching or some chick from a place even smaller and more pathetic than Forks or La Push would just give out her name like that. Larcan was almost curious to ask her SSN but he was feeling nice today. She reached out her hand for him to shake which also through him by surprise. He was beginning to wonder if she purposely ran into him while his eyes were closed. Then she gave an excuse and he looked her over and believed it. She did look like the clumsy type.

Larcan scratched his head trying to figure what had just happened and where the hell this chick came from and more importantly what she wanted from him. She was a good distraction, he had to give her that but did he really want a distraction? He wasn't so sure. Larcan said "its fine" he had almost forgotten her name already "Lucy" he said it, sounding unsure of himself. "Don't worry about it". He was about to walk away when he thought about the first impression she gave him - lost. Larcan didn't need to feel guilty over something stupid like that tonight as he was getting drunk. He hesistantly said "shit, you're not lost are you?". Maybe the reason she had spit out all that information was because she was in need of a search and rescue team or some shit like that.

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[DELTA OLIVIA GRACE COBIN]

Remz, please make a new account for this character. I hate it when people reuse old usernames. It leaves all your old posts from your last character on that account and it just confuses me when i go back looking at old posts. Please keep your characters separate. I dont like seeing your old posts for larcan or whoever this account belonged to with this new characters name and profile it just makes it look messy. Please get a new account and delete this one and I will accept you but for now this application is......