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Damion Wselwulf « Thread Started on Oct 22, 2009, 9:00pm »
STYLE: Non Canon
NAME: Damion Wselwulf
AGE: 26 (17)
DOB: April 17 (Insert year 26 years back here)
GENDER: Male
SPECIES: Werewolf
JOB (humans only): N/a
APPEARANCE: If Damion's appearance could be described in one word, it would be "ruff". His clothes tend to be tattered at times, if not with a few cuts across parts of them, barely even hanging on to his body. Only cares enough to cover himself, doesn't really care how he goes about it. He has been known to where what appears to be a jacket that looks similar to a motorcycle one, but he doesn't have a motorcycle... In fact, he doesn't have a mode of transportation at all, which may or may not take off from his overall appearance. His eyes are an ominous gold-amberish color, vividly standing out in contrast to his untidy jet black hair, worn in a very untidy fashion, with a full beard and a mustache. Neither are too filled out, but both are as untidy as his hair on the top of his head. He appears to be Caucasian with a little bit of a tan giving him more of a look of a Spaniard or Mexican than anything.
PERSONALITY: His personality virtually mirrors his appearance. He is rash, quick to act and his not very understanding of other's opinions. He will usually block out anything that anyone says, no matter if it makes sense or not, and decide for himself what he wants to do. He is first to attack and last to flee. Defending others is only a second nature... If he happens to rescue someone in the act of attacking someone else, well then, so be it. He rarely will go out of his way to save one, and will most definitely not risk his life for someone else. His wolf form only proves to increase his natural loner tendency.
LIKES: The color black and anything black, Blood and meat (Virtually raw meat), and he also likes "scary" movies (although he never actually gets scared)
DISLIKES: Hates lovey-dovey situations and will go out of his way to avoid them, also dislikes any situations in where he has to devote himself to either side, preferring to carve his own destiny than have someone tell him what to do, he absolutely loathes being controlled.
HISTORY:Damion's past was not really that notable. The usual case of amnesia followed this "protagonist" as he was "lured to the dark side", *ahem*, his feral side, and finally embrace the wolf inside him. Humanity was stripped away from him in that moment, causing him to forget his past and what lay ahead. All that he knew was that he knew nothing. His teaching of English remained with him, but he forgot most of the history of things and a majority of math and sciences. He was sought after, by both his parents and the police...but all they ever found was his blood spilled upon the neighborhood mall's front entrance. Blood that was no longer his to claim any longer... He then had a lifetime to conquer his new "gift"...his new life. It took him as long as it took him to realize that he was no longer aging for him to finally master control of his wolf, even sometimes failing to do so during the full moon at present times. His wolf had an attraction to the moon that even he himself could not understand, and it was hard to keep his wolf from going stark raving mad during those times.
OTHER:
AUDITION (rp sample):Listen...Rrrrr... Listen... LISTEN TO ME!!! I...I am the one in control.. NOT YOU!!! LISTEN!! Damion tried in vain to control his emotions that were quickly careening out of control. Power beyond his own reckoning was racking his system, throwing off any restricting layers of control he attempted to wrap it in. He was continuously thwarted again and again...and he couldn't understand how to beat himself...a part of him waging a war against the very control that kept him sane. He knew that if his wolf got the better of him, he would end up in some field somewhere with half his clothes ripped apart and having no idea of how he had gotten there, so he tried desperately to fight off the calling he heard from the heavens, only audible to his wolf. He fought it with everything he had...and he lost.
He woke up 6 hours later, the dawning of a new day revealing newly wakening grass around him as the stalks fluttered in the morning breeze... And his clothes were in ruffled piles all around him.
"DAMN IT!!!" Damion shouted pointlessly to the sky above.