John the Wolf's Characters

Name: John

Personality: John has a lot of trust issues because he was born a freak and tortured in a school of insane scientists. When he got his freedom he was extremly edgedy around 'humans' and because of this he is just a drifter passing from town to town trying to find someone he can relate to and wont try to kill him.

Gender: M

Country of Birth: America

Description: He's 6' and has long black wings

Age: 16

History: John was born in North dakota but lived his life in the school. From the time he could walk the insane scientist had been doing tests to him, making him stronger, faster, and able to fly. The also trained him to be a great shot saying that he would be their defence againsts vampires, werewolfves, and other people who didn't understand what they were doing. All he saw was a bunch of a**es tortureing a little boy with black wings. When he was 15 he escaped the school by stealing a gun from the armory and then shooting anyway that tried to stop him. He has now been running from school for a year and has developed trust issues because of his time there. He has a secret locker in New York that serves as his home and weapons shed, and he always carries two pistols on him wherever he goes.

What the scientists did to them:

Special skills: Excellent shooter and flyer.

Normal skills: Runner.

Flaws: He has trust issues

Pets: No pets

RP Example: Dyaln woke up and looked around. He got out of bed and stretched out his stiff joints and then got dressed. He put on his fingerless gloves and starts punching and kicking a training dummy he set up in his cabin. Eventually he grabbed his sword and practiced it with it and the sheathed it and also sheathed his CB daggers and put on his quiver of arrows which sit in just the right position to cover the sheath on his back for sword. He shrugged a bit and then left the cabin preapring to go to the arena to find a sparring partner or something to do

Other

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Name: Eric Lupine
Gender: M
Species: Werewolf

Date of Birth: March 1, 1993
Date of Transformation: March 16, 1999
Place of Origin: America

Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Blue
Height: (Human)5'9, (Werewolf)6'
Physical Description:

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Talents: Meh Pretend there are talents here
Flaws: Trust issues towards humans, fear of what people will think of him, cant control his wolf form during a full moon
Education/Occupation: High school and College Sophmore Education. Occupation is a Drifter
Hobbies: Killing Slayers, Avioding being found out as a werewolf, you know the little things in life.

Personal History: Eric had a pretty normal life up till he was about 13. The day Eric turned 13 he had an encounter with a strange man in dark clothing that had left almost as quickly as he had come. 15 days later there was full moon out and he began changing. He screamed and cried out in pain until suddenly he was covered in pitch black fur and had a more wolf-like form rather then a human one. The next day he woke up in ripped, and tattered clothing and had no memory of what had happened last night. The man had come back again and revealed himself as Eric's father and, with his mother's consent, Eric's father took him with him and slowly revealed everything about Eric's lycan heritage and what he really was. When Eric turned 17 he had control of his lycan state and could change on most any night. It was at this time that he and his father were attacked by Slayer, during the Harvest Moon. Eric's father was killed but Eric, in rage, killed the slayers. The rest of the night he howled over his father's death. The next day he left the scene and has been traveling the world trying to survive.

RP example:Zayden woke up and slowly rose his head. He shook it a bit and then looked around. He yawned and got up. He streched and then got dressed and left the cabin. He walked around for a few minutes wondering what to do and evetuarlly went to the mess hall. Once there he grabbed a bite to eat and then left and went by the river. Once there he splashed some water in his face and it finished waking him up. After he was good and awake he left headed to Freya cabin to see if Grayson was awake yet.

Notes:

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Name: Miguel Figueroa

Age: 16

Gender: M

Eyes: Picture

Hair: Picture

Height: 5'7

Body Type: Picture

Skin Color: Picture

Norse God Parent: Jord

Mortal Parent: Jose Figueroa

Country of Origin: Puerto Rican

Pets: N/A

Talents: Gypsy dances, sand use, and trying to protect his sister.

Weapon**: Mostly uses his sand to fight but he also has a Silver sword incase things get to close for comfort.

Flaws: Fear of hurting people that dont deserve to be attacked, Loyalty to his sister, and his is Hydrophobic because it screws up his powers and he has never really liked water that much.

Powers(must relate to Norse god parent; optional): Miguel has sand abilities and can use his sand for up to 3 hours. The biggest thing he can do is create a small sandstorm, 1 a day.

Life Before CN*: Miguel was born into the same gypsy community as his younger sister Marialera. Their father owned a circus in Puerto Rico where they grew up and at the age when Maria turned 9 they moved to America and lived in another Gypsy comunity there. They lived pretty happily for a few years and then one day when Miguel turned 14, a little while before Maria hit her puberty problems, he accidentaly discovered his sand powers and ran away from the Community without telling anyone. The nest two years he spent on the run trying to find a place where he can live in peace without fear of hurting someone without meaning to. Eventually he finds CN(about a few months after Gypsy got here).

RP Example*: Miguel ran though the streets of Chicago trying to get away from whatever was chasing. He wished there was some sand nearby. There had to be some. What the hell is wrong with this city? Chicago he heard it was called. Well why did it have no sand, no rives, no beaches, seriously what is wrong with this city? If it weren't for the attack a week ago he wouldn't of left where he had been staying before. But that was a week ago and here he is now runnign through the streets of Chicago trying to flee some weried Rihno looking things that were after him. Eventually he triped and fell but this area was different. There was sand nearby. He concentrated his hardest and summoned the sand to him. Quickly he destroyed the rhino things and then turned to where he had fell. A bridge strectched out before him and the words 'Camp Norse' were written on the wood in.....Sandanavian? Whatever Miguel entered the Camp and for once felt like he belong somewhere.

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Real Name: Dylan Whitlock
Age: 19
Gender: If he's not a boy then something is really wrong with this picture
Eyes: Dark Red
Hair: Brown
Height: 5'11
Body Type: Picture
Skin Color: Caucassion

Norse God Parent: Váli
Mortal Parent: Miranda Whitlock(Either MIA or Deceased, Dylan doesn't know)
Step Father: Hector Hurst(Taught Dylan almost everything he knows)
Country of Origin: American
Pets: N/A

Talents: Counterintellegence training, Master of several different martial arts including Tai Chi, Jujitsu, and Takwando(yes I probably spelled this wrong), speaks a multitude os languages
Weapon**: Usually carries a Asgardian Silver sword on his back and some Black Iron daggers(sheathed to his back at the waist), also a bag of throwing knives and shuriken, and an archery set(Silver of course), but he is deadly with nearly any weapon
Flaws: Trust issuse, Holds Grudges for too long, Will get Revenge on you unless you can convince him that nothing good will come of it, Too secretive of his past(Oh please any revenge seeking spy would be secretive), and never stays in one place for a long time, so it's hard for people to get close to him.
Powers: Unless someone can tell me some powers for a revenge demigod, None

Life Before CN*: Dylan has had an...interesting past, to put it midly anyway. His life started when a young, beautiful CIA agent by the name of Miranda Whitlock met the god of Revenge, Vali. They fell in love and had a child by the name of Dylan Whilock, but then Vali had to leave and Miranda married a former Black Ops operative named Hector Hurst. Our story into the life of Dylan begins when he was 3 years of age. At this time he showed a bright intellegence and amazingly a precise accuracy when throwing knifes and other weapons of that nature. However at the same time, Miranda was givin a mission that she couldn't turn down and left to complete it right away. Something went wrong during the operation, however, and Miranda hasn't been heard from ever since. Because of this news Hector took it upon himself to teach Dylan anything he would need to know to survive in the cut throat world of counter intellegence and covert operations. At the age of 5, Hector trained Dylan to the peek of his physical stature and kept him on a strict diet so that he wouldn't lathargic and lazy all the time. This lasted till Dylan was 7, and then Hector moved to mental intellegence which lasted for another 5 years before Dylan was ready to meet the standards of the CIA's training regimin. Hector brought Dylan to the CIA and made Dylan demostrate his skills. After a week of demostration, Dylan was intigrated into the program where he met a young girl by the name of Rebel Dragovitch. He felt like they had a bond, because they both had no idea where there mother's were and they had several things in common with each other. That all changed though after each of them got their first missions. Dylan was assigned to locate a disarm a bomb that was going to be detenated in Washington D.C. near the Capitol building. After going through the proper security clearances and screenings, Dylan worked silently from the air ducts and rooftops searching for anything suspicous. When he couldn't find anything he started to lose hope and wondered if the attack was going to happen. Suddenly though something caught his eye and he went to observe it. It was the bomb, strategically placed in the roof above the Library of Congress. He wondered why someone would want to blow up the Library but didn't dwell on the thought. He acted quickly and diffused the bomb with merely 5 seconds to spare. After the success of his mission he was sent to a high into higher training along with Rebel, who had also successfull completed her mission. Dylan was 15 when he was entered into the program. After he and Rebel became closer friends she left for Gallagher and Dylan felt all alone. His mind started getting the idea that Rebel left because she didn't want to have anything to do with him, although he did argue with himself that that wasn't the case. Meanwhile he was sent to the Covert Operations Branch of Westpoint Military college as the youngest spy in his class. He excelled so quickly that by the time he was 17 he was a senior at the school and preparing to be realesed into the world. However a week before graduation he heard about how Rebel had vanished from Gallagher and no one had seen her. This made him think of the old promise they had made to each other during training all those years ago. Together. You and I are going to work together to find our mothers.....those were the words that she had told him that night when they made their pact. Now after hearing of her vanishing he thought that she was going back on her word and wasn't going to help him find their mothers. He graduated a week later and his grudge against Rebel had him intent on finding her. After a year of searching he made his way to CN and spent about three months there before leaving again. He took with him a sword, two daggers, an archery set, and a bag of shuriken and throwing knives. He now spends his time hunting down Rebel, hell bent on making her pay for not planning to keep her promise.

RP Example*: Miguel ran though the streets of Chicago trying to get away from whatever was chasing. He wished there was some sand nearby. There had to be some. What the hell is wrong with this city? Chicago he heard it was called. Well why did it have no sand, no rives, no beaches, seriously what is wrong with this city? If it weren't for the attack a week ago he wouldn't of left where he had been staying before. But that was a week ago and here he is now runnign through the streets of Chicago trying to flee some weried Rihno looking things that were after him. Eventually he triped and fell but this area was different. There was sand nearby. He concentrated his hardest and summoned the sand to him. Quickly he destroyed the rhino things and then turned to where he had fell. A bridge strectched out before him and the words 'Camp Norse' were written on the wood in.....Sandanavian? Whatever Miguel entered the Camp and for once felt like he belong somewhere.


Any notes about your characters: Theme Song: Vengance by Woe Is Me

And NO the Rp example is not with this character. But I'm lazy and the history is pretty long.

OH BABE!!!!!!!! Aw! I LOVE YOU! Too bad Rebel has a boyfriend... But she needs a perfect enemy Lawl. We'll sort out a plot with Trev ASAP when he gets accepted.

Hey, Sweetie. How about I have somewhere in his history that he has a grudge againsts Rebel for some reason. That'll help with the plot a bit...and give Dylan a reason to be out to get back at her *evil plotting face*

Guys these comments should be in the Plot Section

No they shouldn't. They are about my characters HISTORY. not the PLOT.

Oh please. That proves nothing

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