Post by Pablo on Feb 13, 2012 18:16:06 GMT -5
GENERAL
Name: Pablo- Does not use a last name.
Race: Lycan
Age: Turned into a lycan at the age of 13. Appears to be 18ish
Gender: Male
Occupation: None.
Birthplace: Spain
Current Location: Some where in Europe.
Family Relations: His parents are dead. As far as he knows he doesn't have any siblings. The only family member that Pablo knows of is his Cousin(33).
Weapon: A number of bags filled with explosives. A Desert Eagle.
Other Items Owned:
BACKGROUND
Personality: Pablo is a generally kind and happy person despite his loyalty to The Pack and it's morals( or lack thereof). He is very trustworthy and quick to trust others. He can be overprotective of his friends and allies. Pablo can be extremely sarcastic at times.
Detailed History: Pablo was born into an incredibly rich family. His father was the son of a multi billion business owner and thus did not have the need to work. The business was known for it's funding of vampire/werewolf hunters. Including Pablo's cousin Xhel (Pronounced Shell). His parents were always traveling the world simply because they had nothing better to do. When Pablo was born they took a year break but quickly began once he could walk. It was during this time that a sequence of murders and kidnappings of Pablo's relatives began.
In 3 short years his relatives were all but dead. The only ones left were his parents, Xhel and his parents. What was once traveling the world became fleeing an unknown threat. After a year of fleeing and assuming their lives were safe the family settled down in Madrid. They were wrong. It was Pablo's first memory.
He remembers being tucked in his bed by his parents before they went to bed. Thirty minutes later there was the sound of a window being shattered and screaming from within his parent's bedroom. The screaming suddenly stopped and he got out of his bed. Gather his courage the young Pablo moved towards door. As he approached it somebody suddenly came bursting straight through the door knocking Pablo onto the ground. Another person shortly followed; the stood side by side. It was dark yet Pablo's night light gave off just enough light to see the faces of the intruders. One was his aunt the other his uncle; their faces were covered with blood, their eyes red. "I'm sorry." His aunt said as she lifted her arm and balled up her fist. As she brought down her fist to smash him, Pablo covered his face with his arms and closed his eyes. There were two loud gun shots and Pablo once again opened his eyes. In front of him stood his cousin over two piles of dust; a gun in his hands and tears streaming down his eyes. Xhel dropped onto his knees, hugged Pablo and began to cry on his shoulders. Unsure of what had just happen Pablo also began to cry.
Pablo was welcomed into Xhel's orphanage. An orphanage specifically for Children's whose parents were by vampires or werewolves. In the orphanage not only did they provide an advanced education but they also train the children so they can one day have revenge. Pablo was no different. He was in track to become another product of the orphanage... Until of course he developed a little crush on a slightly older orphan. Pablo was 15 when she turned 18 and like all orphans are given permission to leave the orphanage. Thus she did... and being a love sickened teenager Pablo followed.
Pablo had the knowledge of where she was going. Her destination was Sweden where she would seek revenge on the vampire whom killed her parents. Upon arriving in Sweden the situation ended in disaster. It left Pablo confused, alone, and lost in a foreign nation. It was during this time that Pablo was turned into a werewolf by Perrin. Perrin took in Pablo for a few days before leaving and telling him to follow his gut feeling, He said it would lead him to a new home; the werewolf den.
Pablo traveled to the den where he shortly there after experienced his first transformation. The werewolf transformation is known to be incredibly painful and stressful on the human body. At times it could be so overwhelming that it would kill the lycan. For being very young and a rather small person it was a somewhat impressive feat. Pablo's life of being an official member of the pack then began. He quickly mastered his lycan abilities and became a rather powerful lycan in a short amount of time. There are a few theories as to why this may be.
Pablo was a couple miles away from the Den when it was attacked. As a lycan Pablo's sense of sound is excellent, so it was no surprise that he picked up the sounds of battle. In a few short minutes Pablo quickly made his way to the Den, and charged into the midst of battle. The vampire's hadn't expected the lycan to appear out of the forest. The result was devastating for the vampires, As Pablo managed to take out the demolition crew. By the end of the night the lycans had won the battle.
While the lycan victory had divided the vampires there were still many left. Since the victory Pablo has spent his time hunting down vampires while occasionally visiting the den.
Fears: Death and end of the lycan race.
Strengths: Good at coming up with plans/strategies/tactics. Self motivated. Has become extremely acrobatic in his human form.
Weaknesses: Silver. Rather independent. He is too trusting.
Likes: Sleeping, eating, and hiking.
Dislikes: Vampires.
APPEARANCE
Facial Appearance: Look at sig.
Clothing: Wears a leather trench coat and jeans.
Build: Pablo is 5'6. Has a small frame, lean, somewhat muscular.
Marks/Scars: Pablo is untouchable!(No scars)
Role play Sample: The lycan continued to shake his head intensely as his jaws clamped down harder onto a piece of meat. He then flipped the piece of meat into mid air; jumped and caught it in mid air. Using his claws he tore the piece of meat in half. It was clear that Pablo liked to play with his food which at the time was unrecognizable. It was mystery meat if you will. He couldn't tell what the corpse was; whether it was male or female, let alone human or animal. He had most likely chewed through the bones of the dead... thing. Thing was perhaps the best choice of words to describe it. After a few more seconds of chewing the lycan decided it was venison. Not that he cared. To a werewolf meat was meat. There was a clear pathway in which the lycan ate his meal. The wolf bathed in the moon light his figure could be seen from far away. Behind him the rustle of branches and leaves could be heard, instinctively he turned his ahead around and went to explore. Quickly abandon his meal in favor of adventure. As he made his way through the forest he came across the path Adele had made. The foot prints were rather large, he compared them to his paws. As he placed his paw onto the ground he noticed it was a nearly perfect fit. Wolf Pablo let out a howl at that moment, one of his own kind were near he told himself. Automatically he began to follow the path, first at a slow pace then at a perhaps unmatched quick pace. His paws touched the ground for not even a split second before he continued to move. The werewolf's running style seemed to look more like a horse then any other animal. He stared straight down following the path, and if he had been running any slower or paying more attention, Pablo would of avoided the house. But he did not, instead he broke right through the wall sending a large crushing noise through the once peaceful forest.
Name: Pablo- Does not use a last name.
Race: Lycan
Age: Turned into a lycan at the age of 13. Appears to be 18ish
Gender: Male
Occupation: None.
Birthplace: Spain
Current Location: Some where in Europe.
Family Relations: His parents are dead. As far as he knows he doesn't have any siblings. The only family member that Pablo knows of is his Cousin(33).
Weapon: A number of bags filled with explosives. A Desert Eagle.
Other Items Owned:
BACKGROUND
Personality: Pablo is a generally kind and happy person despite his loyalty to The Pack and it's morals( or lack thereof). He is very trustworthy and quick to trust others. He can be overprotective of his friends and allies. Pablo can be extremely sarcastic at times.
Detailed History: Pablo was born into an incredibly rich family. His father was the son of a multi billion business owner and thus did not have the need to work. The business was known for it's funding of vampire/werewolf hunters. Including Pablo's cousin Xhel (Pronounced Shell). His parents were always traveling the world simply because they had nothing better to do. When Pablo was born they took a year break but quickly began once he could walk. It was during this time that a sequence of murders and kidnappings of Pablo's relatives began.
In 3 short years his relatives were all but dead. The only ones left were his parents, Xhel and his parents. What was once traveling the world became fleeing an unknown threat. After a year of fleeing and assuming their lives were safe the family settled down in Madrid. They were wrong. It was Pablo's first memory.
He remembers being tucked in his bed by his parents before they went to bed. Thirty minutes later there was the sound of a window being shattered and screaming from within his parent's bedroom. The screaming suddenly stopped and he got out of his bed. Gather his courage the young Pablo moved towards door. As he approached it somebody suddenly came bursting straight through the door knocking Pablo onto the ground. Another person shortly followed; the stood side by side. It was dark yet Pablo's night light gave off just enough light to see the faces of the intruders. One was his aunt the other his uncle; their faces were covered with blood, their eyes red. "I'm sorry." His aunt said as she lifted her arm and balled up her fist. As she brought down her fist to smash him, Pablo covered his face with his arms and closed his eyes. There were two loud gun shots and Pablo once again opened his eyes. In front of him stood his cousin over two piles of dust; a gun in his hands and tears streaming down his eyes. Xhel dropped onto his knees, hugged Pablo and began to cry on his shoulders. Unsure of what had just happen Pablo also began to cry.
Pablo was welcomed into Xhel's orphanage. An orphanage specifically for Children's whose parents were by vampires or werewolves. In the orphanage not only did they provide an advanced education but they also train the children so they can one day have revenge. Pablo was no different. He was in track to become another product of the orphanage... Until of course he developed a little crush on a slightly older orphan. Pablo was 15 when she turned 18 and like all orphans are given permission to leave the orphanage. Thus she did... and being a love sickened teenager Pablo followed.
Pablo had the knowledge of where she was going. Her destination was Sweden where she would seek revenge on the vampire whom killed her parents. Upon arriving in Sweden the situation ended in disaster. It left Pablo confused, alone, and lost in a foreign nation. It was during this time that Pablo was turned into a werewolf by Perrin. Perrin took in Pablo for a few days before leaving and telling him to follow his gut feeling, He said it would lead him to a new home; the werewolf den.
Pablo traveled to the den where he shortly there after experienced his first transformation. The werewolf transformation is known to be incredibly painful and stressful on the human body. At times it could be so overwhelming that it would kill the lycan. For being very young and a rather small person it was a somewhat impressive feat. Pablo's life of being an official member of the pack then began. He quickly mastered his lycan abilities and became a rather powerful lycan in a short amount of time. There are a few theories as to why this may be.
Pablo was a couple miles away from the Den when it was attacked. As a lycan Pablo's sense of sound is excellent, so it was no surprise that he picked up the sounds of battle. In a few short minutes Pablo quickly made his way to the Den, and charged into the midst of battle. The vampire's hadn't expected the lycan to appear out of the forest. The result was devastating for the vampires, As Pablo managed to take out the demolition crew. By the end of the night the lycans had won the battle.
While the lycan victory had divided the vampires there were still many left. Since the victory Pablo has spent his time hunting down vampires while occasionally visiting the den.
Fears: Death and end of the lycan race.
Strengths: Good at coming up with plans/strategies/tactics. Self motivated. Has become extremely acrobatic in his human form.
Weaknesses: Silver. Rather independent. He is too trusting.
Likes: Sleeping, eating, and hiking.
Dislikes: Vampires.
APPEARANCE
Facial Appearance: Look at sig.
Clothing: Wears a leather trench coat and jeans.
Build: Pablo is 5'6. Has a small frame, lean, somewhat muscular.
Marks/Scars: Pablo is untouchable!(No scars)
Role play Sample: The lycan continued to shake his head intensely as his jaws clamped down harder onto a piece of meat. He then flipped the piece of meat into mid air; jumped and caught it in mid air. Using his claws he tore the piece of meat in half. It was clear that Pablo liked to play with his food which at the time was unrecognizable. It was mystery meat if you will. He couldn't tell what the corpse was; whether it was male or female, let alone human or animal. He had most likely chewed through the bones of the dead... thing. Thing was perhaps the best choice of words to describe it. After a few more seconds of chewing the lycan decided it was venison. Not that he cared. To a werewolf meat was meat. There was a clear pathway in which the lycan ate his meal. The wolf bathed in the moon light his figure could be seen from far away. Behind him the rustle of branches and leaves could be heard, instinctively he turned his ahead around and went to explore. Quickly abandon his meal in favor of adventure. As he made his way through the forest he came across the path Adele had made. The foot prints were rather large, he compared them to his paws. As he placed his paw onto the ground he noticed it was a nearly perfect fit. Wolf Pablo let out a howl at that moment, one of his own kind were near he told himself. Automatically he began to follow the path, first at a slow pace then at a perhaps unmatched quick pace. His paws touched the ground for not even a split second before he continued to move. The werewolf's running style seemed to look more like a horse then any other animal. He stared straight down following the path, and if he had been running any slower or paying more attention, Pablo would of avoided the house. But he did not, instead he broke right through the wall sending a large crushing noise through the once peaceful forest.
