Post by Synistergrrl on Oct 11, 2012 12:16:13 GMT -5
Character's Name (Nicknames): Ace
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Apparent Age: 20ish
Category: Werewolf
Sexual Orientation: I got two questions to answer that one. First, does it feel good? Yep... and B, Do I have a good imagination? Ditto... That's all that needs to be said
Family: None
Character Appearance: Stocky framed Ace looks like he could take a punch and give one hell of one in return. His hair is a chocolate brown with warm highlights that he keeps cut short but shaggy over his eyes. His gaze is predatory, feral that gives him a sharp appearance with stormy gray blue eyes. There is a hungry look about him, a wolf searching for prey. He knows he strikes a certain cord with people and he's confident about that. His attire is usually jeans and tshirts with boots and hoodies.
Personality: Cocky and Self assured, Ace lacks little in ego or confidence. But he lacks any real drive, otherwise he might be a real problem for the Alpha and Beta of his pack. He can be quick to temper and stubborn once he's attached to an idea or plan. But he's also fiercely loyal and will stand up for those weaker than he is. He can be a bit of a trouble maker, enjoying a good fight or brawl, or just playing devil's advocate, especially where his Beta is concerned.
Character History: Ace doesn't talk much about his life before he was bitten. He wasn't even born with that name, but it was a nickname his father gave him when he was little. Born in the slums of London, they were really too young and too poor to have any odds of their marriage surviving, but Ace was on the way and his father did what he thought was the right thing. He held on as long as he felt he could, but Ace's mother was erratic and depressed a great deal of the time. So when Ace was only four, his father cut out, never to be seen again. Some how this came as a shock to his mother, so this act of betrayal broke her beyond repair. With in a few days she had taking to prescription pills topped off with a few drinks just to numb the pain. His mother's decent into becoming a junky was fairly quick actually. By the time Ace was eight, he'd been taken from her several times and spent different amounts of time in foster care. Finally the courts ruled him a ward of the court and he was sent to a boys home. This ended up writing the rest of Ace's life as a human. He had never been good with authority, and in a place like that, rules and falling in line are the way of life. Ace began his first day flipping one of the Professors off with in the first fifteen minutes of class. Things spiraled downward from that point on. There were several attempts to curb his behavior, none really worked, infact, they only served to piss him off and make him react more. There were attempts to escape, some successful, but he was always caught and ended back where he started. So he devised a plan and seemed to suddenly fall into line, do as he was told and fade into the background. This little process of gaining trust and privilages took two very long years. But once he had gained everyone's trust, he took his chance, robbed the treasury of the school and bolted. He didn't stick around London, knowing that was how he'd been caught, instead he bought a ticket and bolted to Paris where he knew he could disappear.
~The Bite~
Paris was the kind of place that it was easy to get lost in and lost is exactly what Ace wanted. He was only 15, but he knew how to fight and run and lie, the stealing, pilfering, pickpocketing and thieving were all things he had to learn. But Ace was a quick study and soon he fell in with a small group of others much like himself who found themselves cast out for whatever reason and now having to live on the streets. It was through this group that he came to know other homeless kids and adults or just street people, not homeless really, but preferring to live in the shadows of the city. This is how he met Ian. There was something off about Ian, something Ace couldn't put his hand on, a predatory nature that kept Ace feeling much like the lamb about to be slaughtered when he was around the guy. But he found that he liked Ian and in return, Ian seemed to like Ace and sort of took him under his wing. At first it was just hanging out here and there, but soon enough the big Irish male was letting Ace crash on his sofa in his old tiny apartment. But there always seemed to be a wall, a barrier, and there were times Ian would insist on leaving Ace or making the boy leave so he could have some other friends over. But it didn't stop the progression of this relationship. Ian became the first male that Ace had a crush on and the feeling soon appeared mutual and things progressed. Ace was introduced to the others and though Ace could feel there was still a bit of a wall up, even with Ian, the group accepted him easily. The only strange thing was that the pack as they called themselves went "hunting" once a month and Ace was never allowed to go on this trip. It wasn't until Ace finally just flew apart on Ian that the wolf finally admitted the truth which ofcourse Ace just laughed at, least until Ian showed him the reality of it all. Ace was sold, it didn't matter what Ian said, Ace wanted nothing more then to be bitten so he could run with Ian on the full moon. It seemed right in his mind. It took 2 very long years of nagging and harrassing and proving to Ian and the rest of the pack that he was worthy of being brought into the pack. So on his 19th birthday, he was bestowed the gift of being bitten, by Ian and brought into the Paris pack. The next couple of years was perfection, least to Ace. He reveled in being the wolf, loved putting on his fur and running through the countryside on the full moon. But there is always dangers, even to a werewolf. Like Vampire, and that was the problem that Ian and Ace ran across late one night when they'd gone to slip their fur alone. Ace escaped, but only because of Ian and only after the big Irish wolf gave his life to save his mates. It escalated the wolf hunt with the vampires, having one of their own slay one but having another escape. The pack was decimated pretty quickly, leaving what is left now, a small group of 5 wolves who have a tenious hold on their lives, living even deeper in the darkness. As for Ace, a darkness returned, one he'd tucked away when he was with Ian. Now, his way more jaded and to some way more dangerous for it.
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Apparent Age: 20ish
Category: Werewolf
Sexual Orientation: I got two questions to answer that one. First, does it feel good? Yep... and B, Do I have a good imagination? Ditto... That's all that needs to be said
Family: None
Character Appearance: Stocky framed Ace looks like he could take a punch and give one hell of one in return. His hair is a chocolate brown with warm highlights that he keeps cut short but shaggy over his eyes. His gaze is predatory, feral that gives him a sharp appearance with stormy gray blue eyes. There is a hungry look about him, a wolf searching for prey. He knows he strikes a certain cord with people and he's confident about that. His attire is usually jeans and tshirts with boots and hoodies.
Personality: Cocky and Self assured, Ace lacks little in ego or confidence. But he lacks any real drive, otherwise he might be a real problem for the Alpha and Beta of his pack. He can be quick to temper and stubborn once he's attached to an idea or plan. But he's also fiercely loyal and will stand up for those weaker than he is. He can be a bit of a trouble maker, enjoying a good fight or brawl, or just playing devil's advocate, especially where his Beta is concerned.
Character History: Ace doesn't talk much about his life before he was bitten. He wasn't even born with that name, but it was a nickname his father gave him when he was little. Born in the slums of London, they were really too young and too poor to have any odds of their marriage surviving, but Ace was on the way and his father did what he thought was the right thing. He held on as long as he felt he could, but Ace's mother was erratic and depressed a great deal of the time. So when Ace was only four, his father cut out, never to be seen again. Some how this came as a shock to his mother, so this act of betrayal broke her beyond repair. With in a few days she had taking to prescription pills topped off with a few drinks just to numb the pain. His mother's decent into becoming a junky was fairly quick actually. By the time Ace was eight, he'd been taken from her several times and spent different amounts of time in foster care. Finally the courts ruled him a ward of the court and he was sent to a boys home. This ended up writing the rest of Ace's life as a human. He had never been good with authority, and in a place like that, rules and falling in line are the way of life. Ace began his first day flipping one of the Professors off with in the first fifteen minutes of class. Things spiraled downward from that point on. There were several attempts to curb his behavior, none really worked, infact, they only served to piss him off and make him react more. There were attempts to escape, some successful, but he was always caught and ended back where he started. So he devised a plan and seemed to suddenly fall into line, do as he was told and fade into the background. This little process of gaining trust and privilages took two very long years. But once he had gained everyone's trust, he took his chance, robbed the treasury of the school and bolted. He didn't stick around London, knowing that was how he'd been caught, instead he bought a ticket and bolted to Paris where he knew he could disappear.
~The Bite~
Paris was the kind of place that it was easy to get lost in and lost is exactly what Ace wanted. He was only 15, but he knew how to fight and run and lie, the stealing, pilfering, pickpocketing and thieving were all things he had to learn. But Ace was a quick study and soon he fell in with a small group of others much like himself who found themselves cast out for whatever reason and now having to live on the streets. It was through this group that he came to know other homeless kids and adults or just street people, not homeless really, but preferring to live in the shadows of the city. This is how he met Ian. There was something off about Ian, something Ace couldn't put his hand on, a predatory nature that kept Ace feeling much like the lamb about to be slaughtered when he was around the guy. But he found that he liked Ian and in return, Ian seemed to like Ace and sort of took him under his wing. At first it was just hanging out here and there, but soon enough the big Irish male was letting Ace crash on his sofa in his old tiny apartment. But there always seemed to be a wall, a barrier, and there were times Ian would insist on leaving Ace or making the boy leave so he could have some other friends over. But it didn't stop the progression of this relationship. Ian became the first male that Ace had a crush on and the feeling soon appeared mutual and things progressed. Ace was introduced to the others and though Ace could feel there was still a bit of a wall up, even with Ian, the group accepted him easily. The only strange thing was that the pack as they called themselves went "hunting" once a month and Ace was never allowed to go on this trip. It wasn't until Ace finally just flew apart on Ian that the wolf finally admitted the truth which ofcourse Ace just laughed at, least until Ian showed him the reality of it all. Ace was sold, it didn't matter what Ian said, Ace wanted nothing more then to be bitten so he could run with Ian on the full moon. It seemed right in his mind. It took 2 very long years of nagging and harrassing and proving to Ian and the rest of the pack that he was worthy of being brought into the pack. So on his 19th birthday, he was bestowed the gift of being bitten, by Ian and brought into the Paris pack. The next couple of years was perfection, least to Ace. He reveled in being the wolf, loved putting on his fur and running through the countryside on the full moon. But there is always dangers, even to a werewolf. Like Vampire, and that was the problem that Ian and Ace ran across late one night when they'd gone to slip their fur alone. Ace escaped, but only because of Ian and only after the big Irish wolf gave his life to save his mates. It escalated the wolf hunt with the vampires, having one of their own slay one but having another escape. The pack was decimated pretty quickly, leaving what is left now, a small group of 5 wolves who have a tenious hold on their lives, living even deeper in the darkness. As for Ace, a darkness returned, one he'd tucked away when he was with Ian. Now, his way more jaded and to some way more dangerous for it.