Post by shay on Aug 13, 2009 9:48:27 GMT -6
Character Name: Shay Wilde
Nicknames: None
Age: 37(appears 27) years old, born a shifter
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Power Level: Alpha, Dominant
Description:
A well dressed, styled young man, Shay holds a some what androgynous streak to his facial features. His body is lean and toned, though not overly muscular like a weight lifter. While he will most often be seen in stylish attire, he does choose to dress casually when at home or relaxing. Crystaline blue eyes look out from under thick dark lashes and he has a small scar on his left cheek from a silver inflicted knife, which appears rather like a dimple. He has dark hair, often short though on occasion has been known to let it grow longer. In wolf form he is a slender, sleek Black wolf and he can partially shift to a tall, seven feet hybrid.
Personality:
Arrogant, cocky...confident. The three words often used to describe Shay. He knows what he is and what he can do and if he sets his eyes on something he goes out of his way to get it. Saying this, he is not a bastard, far from it. He can be a soft, gentle natured young man, but life has moulded him into a stoic, tough outer shelled man. Basically, he is not easy to read nor is he an open book. he is the type of man who through a well built social status expects respect, and will often act first think later if some one is shown to treat him with little respect. Other than that he is the cool, calm man, who watches everything and studies everyone. He cares little for the other races, especially the Vampires of which he has a great distrust over.
History:
Born in what now is Paris, France, he never had a typical childhood. Who did? His parents were a small band of Lupines who had learned to keep moving through out Europe, his father and mother always telling him stories of how he was never to trust a Vampire. He soon found out why. In the Vampire's, having lost their once vast supply of human food, had turned their sites onto the Shifters,. A European Vampire clan had set their sites on pulling the wolves into a life of servitude. Shay's family would not allow this and kept moving, never staying in one place too long. It did not help though. Soon the Vampire's found them, and in a last ditch attempt to run, Shay's parents were killed and he and the remainder of the clan were taken to the Vampire lands. A little over the age of 15, he attempted escape numerous times but was no where near strong enough to win against a Vampire, or any one in fact. He had little fighting experience and fell into a sort of depression, becoming a Donor for the Vampires, pushing any chance of escape of freedom from the back of his mind. Then, just before his seventeenth birthday, Hunters came to the Vampire's lands. Shay does not know if the vampires survived or not, but the attack gave him ample time to escape. Since the, with the few remaining clan members left he moved to America. He has been In the USA ever since, and for the past three years has settled in Pennsylvania where, through a series of gambling incidents, and running into some rather shady people, he has managed to gain quite a reputation as a man not to cross. With it, he now owns several clubs and has built a rather successful enterprise in the entertainment district, specializing in strip joints and exotic clubs. During his time in America he was appointed by what remained of his clan as their new leader, taking over from his Father's position.
Strengths and Weaknesses:
His ability to control his shifting is a very string skill, allowing him to shift small area's of his body, such as eyes, or his internal ear cavities to allow him to better hear and see.
A smooth talker and very good at gambling,
Is skilled in hand to hand combat, basic skills, more like street fighting which he only learned through opening his big mouth one too many times.
Acts with out thinking and often lets his anger get the better of him.
Does not open up to any one, and while on the outside appears fine, never got over his parents death and suffers from Bipolar disorder, causing him to go from extreme highs to extreme lows.
Powers:
Can partially shift to an extent that in either full animal form or Hybrid he has the ability to alter his vocal chords and speak.
has a great deal of control over his animal form and in turn can shift very small area's of his body, internally and outward into that of his animal, such as the inner ear for balance, his eyes, hands...etc etc.
Can fully shift into a wolf.
Increased healing, heightened senses-he can hear a persons heartbeat, increased agility and speed.
RP Sample:
There was nothing better than waking up and feeling the dull ache of a wild night out. of course, that dull ache soon turned into a pounding headache as Shay blinked a few times and realized he hurt a little more than usual. He tried to remember the night before. There had been drink. Drugs. Men. Women. Then everything went blank. He moved his hand through the short spikes of his hair and felt something sticky. Pulling his hand back he saw the crimson shade of blood and blinked once more and slowly sat himself up. It was then he realized his bed was rather uncomfortable. Wait....He was no in his bed...nor in his bedroom...nor in his club...Where the fuck was he? Looking around and then down to his very naked form he appeared to be in an alley way, next to a dumpster.
His body was grazed and bloody, some his blood, some...not. The scent alone told him it was deer, a rarity in the city...he must of travelled far..or perhaps he had invaded and eaten some one's pet. He was too aching to think about he and pushed himself up and arched his back. The alleyway looked familiar. It was outside his club, so he had obviously tried to get home. He then calculated he must of drunk a hell of a lot to black out...he blamed the drugs...as he usually did.
"Good Morning Sir..." Shay turned around and blinked under the sun as the back door to his club opened and the Kitchen porter, a young wolf named Chris walked out with the garbage, blinking a few times at Shay's nude form before nodding slowly, turning and walking back inside.
"Well...Mon dieu...." Shay shook his head and padded into his club.
PB Name: Gaspard Ulliel
Pictures:
Nicknames: None
Age: 37(appears 27) years old, born a shifter
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Power Level: Alpha, Dominant
Description:
A well dressed, styled young man, Shay holds a some what androgynous streak to his facial features. His body is lean and toned, though not overly muscular like a weight lifter. While he will most often be seen in stylish attire, he does choose to dress casually when at home or relaxing. Crystaline blue eyes look out from under thick dark lashes and he has a small scar on his left cheek from a silver inflicted knife, which appears rather like a dimple. He has dark hair, often short though on occasion has been known to let it grow longer. In wolf form he is a slender, sleek Black wolf and he can partially shift to a tall, seven feet hybrid.
Personality:
Arrogant, cocky...confident. The three words often used to describe Shay. He knows what he is and what he can do and if he sets his eyes on something he goes out of his way to get it. Saying this, he is not a bastard, far from it. He can be a soft, gentle natured young man, but life has moulded him into a stoic, tough outer shelled man. Basically, he is not easy to read nor is he an open book. he is the type of man who through a well built social status expects respect, and will often act first think later if some one is shown to treat him with little respect. Other than that he is the cool, calm man, who watches everything and studies everyone. He cares little for the other races, especially the Vampires of which he has a great distrust over.
History:
Born in what now is Paris, France, he never had a typical childhood. Who did? His parents were a small band of Lupines who had learned to keep moving through out Europe, his father and mother always telling him stories of how he was never to trust a Vampire. He soon found out why. In the Vampire's, having lost their once vast supply of human food, had turned their sites onto the Shifters,. A European Vampire clan had set their sites on pulling the wolves into a life of servitude. Shay's family would not allow this and kept moving, never staying in one place too long. It did not help though. Soon the Vampire's found them, and in a last ditch attempt to run, Shay's parents were killed and he and the remainder of the clan were taken to the Vampire lands. A little over the age of 15, he attempted escape numerous times but was no where near strong enough to win against a Vampire, or any one in fact. He had little fighting experience and fell into a sort of depression, becoming a Donor for the Vampires, pushing any chance of escape of freedom from the back of his mind. Then, just before his seventeenth birthday, Hunters came to the Vampire's lands. Shay does not know if the vampires survived or not, but the attack gave him ample time to escape. Since the, with the few remaining clan members left he moved to America. He has been In the USA ever since, and for the past three years has settled in Pennsylvania where, through a series of gambling incidents, and running into some rather shady people, he has managed to gain quite a reputation as a man not to cross. With it, he now owns several clubs and has built a rather successful enterprise in the entertainment district, specializing in strip joints and exotic clubs. During his time in America he was appointed by what remained of his clan as their new leader, taking over from his Father's position.
Strengths and Weaknesses:
His ability to control his shifting is a very string skill, allowing him to shift small area's of his body, such as eyes, or his internal ear cavities to allow him to better hear and see.
A smooth talker and very good at gambling,
Is skilled in hand to hand combat, basic skills, more like street fighting which he only learned through opening his big mouth one too many times.
Acts with out thinking and often lets his anger get the better of him.
Does not open up to any one, and while on the outside appears fine, never got over his parents death and suffers from Bipolar disorder, causing him to go from extreme highs to extreme lows.
Powers:
Can partially shift to an extent that in either full animal form or Hybrid he has the ability to alter his vocal chords and speak.
has a great deal of control over his animal form and in turn can shift very small area's of his body, internally and outward into that of his animal, such as the inner ear for balance, his eyes, hands...etc etc.
Can fully shift into a wolf.
Increased healing, heightened senses-he can hear a persons heartbeat, increased agility and speed.
RP Sample:
There was nothing better than waking up and feeling the dull ache of a wild night out. of course, that dull ache soon turned into a pounding headache as Shay blinked a few times and realized he hurt a little more than usual. He tried to remember the night before. There had been drink. Drugs. Men. Women. Then everything went blank. He moved his hand through the short spikes of his hair and felt something sticky. Pulling his hand back he saw the crimson shade of blood and blinked once more and slowly sat himself up. It was then he realized his bed was rather uncomfortable. Wait....He was no in his bed...nor in his bedroom...nor in his club...Where the fuck was he? Looking around and then down to his very naked form he appeared to be in an alley way, next to a dumpster.
His body was grazed and bloody, some his blood, some...not. The scent alone told him it was deer, a rarity in the city...he must of travelled far..or perhaps he had invaded and eaten some one's pet. He was too aching to think about he and pushed himself up and arched his back. The alleyway looked familiar. It was outside his club, so he had obviously tried to get home. He then calculated he must of drunk a hell of a lot to black out...he blamed the drugs...as he usually did.
"Good Morning Sir..." Shay turned around and blinked under the sun as the back door to his club opened and the Kitchen porter, a young wolf named Chris walked out with the garbage, blinking a few times at Shay's nude form before nodding slowly, turning and walking back inside.
"Well...Mon dieu...." Shay shook his head and padded into his club.
PB Name: Gaspard Ulliel
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