Mareike Marie Travis

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^{Searching in the darkness, running from the day} _{Hiding from tomorrow, nothing left to say}

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Name: Mareike Marie Travis
Nickname: M, Rei (pronounced Rye)
Gender: Female
Birthdate: June 25
Orientation: Straighter than a doorknob
Age: 25
Species: Hunter
Ability: N/A

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^{Victims of the moment, future deep in doubt} _{Living in a whisper until we start to shout}

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Love it?

Hate it?

Strengths and Weaknesses?

Fears?!

• I lost my family...
  
• ...I don't think I can think of anything...
  
• ...I fear anymore.

Full Personality:

I'm the type of person that has been through too much in the first 16 years of my life. I took on the attitude of shoot first and ask questions later and don't regret hardly anything that I do. I can have a temper but that comes from my mother's German background. I have the typical German temper where it bottles up inside until it explodes. I'm fiercely honesty and can't stand being dishonest. If you ask me a question, I'll tell you the truth.

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Celebrity Play-By: Minka Kelly
Eyes: Brown
Skin: Tanned
Hair: Dark brown
Scars/Marking: Scar from my elbow to my shoulder from a werewolf
Build: Petite

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^{Searching for an answer, keep your alibis}_{Don't know where we're goin', just know where we've been}

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Mother: Greta Travis (deceased)
Father: Isaac Travis (deceased)
Siblings: Two brothers (Ben and Paul) and a sister (Penelope), all deceased
Other:
History:

I was born during a raid on the town I lived in. My father was a hunter, as was my mother, and my family survived as did many others in the town. I grew up somewhat normal, I suppose, if normal is being taught how to use weapons. When I turned six, I got to shoot my first gun. I thought it was normal and fell in love. No surprise there considering my parents were seasoning my siblings and I to be hunters like they were.

When I turned 16, a pack of werewolves killed my entire family, but my oldest brother, Ben, didn't die like the rest of my family. He died painfully as he choked on his own blood while he was trying to make sure I was going to be OK. If it wasn't for me getting what is now my scar on my arm during that attack and my arm made basically useless from how deep the wound was, Ben would've had his mind still in the fight and probably would've survived.

Ben was my best friend and because he died saving me, I developed my shoot first and ask later motto to get revenge on the werewolf that killed him. I did catch up with the wolf and killed him...after I tortured him so he could understand what I went through with my brother.

Today I just hop around and travel while I search for more of the vermin these werewolves have become.

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^{Remember when the clock strikes twelve, the losers always win}
_{We're creatures of the night, we're creatures of the night, hey}

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RP Sample:

Doesn't need to be from this site but has to be longer than the limit

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^{Searching in the darkness, running from the day} _{Hiding from tomorrow, nothing left to say}

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Username: Mareike
Cbox/What we will call you by: Cindie
How long have you RP'd: 10+ years
Comments:
How did you find us: Created site with Angie
Any other characters: Ally, Felix, Timothy, Mayor Garard, Niklaus