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Post by jezza on Sept 27, 2009 13:56:43 GMT -5
001. NAME• Jareth Courts
002. NICKNAME• Jezza
003. AGE• 23
004. BIRTHDATE• 11th December
005. WHERE YOU LIVE?• London
001. YOUR FACE• Sid Vicious
002. HAIR•
Thick black hair stands in great tufts and spikes from the young Jezza’s head, no rhyme nor reason in his styling, it mostly depending on how much he has had to drink the night before and how hung over he currently is. The dark hair lacks the superior shine and quality which many boast in their hair, heavy smoking and a life on the move meaning he has little time to care for it properly. It’s cleanliness also depends on his most recent activities, if he’s been out the night before then it will likely enough be fairly clean but as the pair are often on the run he will more often be found with hair stiff with hair gel and suffering from a lack of attention.
003. EYES•
The eyes of the young man can only be described as eyes too old for him, dark shadows lie under the heavy lids, the whole socket dark from a combination of a lack of sleep and all too much drinking and smoking. Though no wrinkles yet distort the fine edges of the eyes he shows signs of early aging, something which is no doubt on account of his lifestyle. Thick and heavy lashes cover his eyes though they do not have the appealing natural curl that most wish for but are simply long and straight, shading his irises from view.
The irises themselves are a dark mahogany brown though he has partial heterochromia iridis meaning he has a large green patch of colour on his right eye in place of the brown. Those dark irises are surrounded by whites of the eye that are tainted into an off yellow colour from excessive amounts of smoke and nicotine.
004. HIEGHT•
Nearly 6’2” and as thin as a bean pole.
005. WEIGHT•
10st 3lbs
006. BODY MODS•
Six piercings on his left ear, four on his right. A pierced eyebrow and nose ring as well as a pierced lip. He has a tattoo of a chain binding around his left leg from ankle to thigh and tattooed bite marks on his throat. He has scars too, though these were not of his own doing. His throat has a particularly vicious scar which looks like it might be from a dog attack, as well as his arms which bear the marks of bites and claws.
007. FASHION/STYLE•
Jezza’s fashion is better described as a lack of it. He wears heavy leather jackets and thick, skinny fitting trousers normally jeans although occasionally leather. He often lacks a shirt though in cold weather he’ll wear something ragged and befitting his usual look. Heavy and practical boots cover his feet and he adorns himself with spikes and belts, safety pins though his ears and clothing.
001. LIKES•
He enjoys a good long smoke somewhere in the dry and away from the wind, the feeling of the sun beating down on his back, the smell of rain in forests, grass under his paws, a long stiff drink, several long stiff drinks, cheap boat fares, swimming in the sea, the first snow in winter, Christmas evenings inside, not having to be on the move, his old car, free petrol.
002. DISLIKES•
Rainy days, wet cigarettes, having to pay for all his brother’s food and drink, awkward naked moments, full moons, salty fur, getting gravel in his paws, wet fur, off beer, hangovers.
003. FEARS•
Losing his brother, getting caught by police, cancer, falling out with his brother, waking up next to someone dead, falling asleep in a park and being robbed.
004. STRENGTHS•
A good thief, can hold his booze, very persuasive, particularly fast in comparison to other werewolves, very manipulative and as such has good control over his brother, strong jaws, good at avoiding detection.
005. WEAKNESSES•
Not very strong, forgets to eat and is thus malnourished, smokes like a trouper, drinks too much, usually suffering a hangover, can only ever go somewhere that allows dogs, needs to be by his brother’s side at all times, isn’t a very good fighter.
006. ODDITIES•
An identical twin, particularly smart though he’s had very little education, takes great care over his nails but no other part of his appearance, is addicted to piercings.
007. ORIENTATION• Claims to be strictly heterosexual
008. SPECIFIC MORALS• Don’t steal from family.
009. PERSONALITY OVERVIEW•
Despite all outward appearances, Jezza is a friendly guy, warm and quite welcoming in the right situation, no one could accuse him of being at all detached. People tend to get on with him if they can only ignore his very poor manners and habits, oh, and get past his appearance though many people feel offput by the glowering punk.
He exudes the air of a vicious and quite dangerous young man, anger and hate washing around him but it is little more than a front for his friendly nature. Anyone spending more than ten minutes about him will find him rather agreeable, even though he is in the habit of lying about the smallest and least important of details. He is also very prone to thievery and will steal whenever he thinks he has a chance of getting away with it, though friends become immune to his stealing very quickly, not that he stays in one place long enough to make friends.
His loyalty can be difficult to earn, but once earned it is unbreakable. Like that to his brother he will consider you family and you automatically become his responsibility though outwardly he wouldn’t admit it, instead trying to keep people out of trouble by berating them or distracting them as he does with his brother.
He isn’t however, slow to anger. He has an explosive temper but when he explodes it is done quietly, rather than leaping into an all out attack he’d prefer to either send his brother in or think up an elaborate scheme through which to ruin someone. He can be very malicious.
001. PARENT ONE• James Courts – Pilot
002. PARENT TWO• Delphine Courts – Air Hostess
003. SIBLINGS• Dmitri Courts
004. PETS• Technically his brother, though he would never admit it.
005. HISTORY OVERVIEW•
Jezza and Dmitri were born to a young English couple living in a small town in the North of Russia after leaving England in it’s time of economic crisis. Both mother and father were delighted to have their twin sons though James, their father spent much of his time away working, flying smalltime flights for local air companies. Though he loved the pair of them it meant he spent very little time with them, their main reliance being their mother.
Dephine gave up her work as soon as she found she was pregnant feeling that several thousand feet over an ocean was not the place for an expectant mother to be. It did mean a significant drop in wages but the two young boys were very little trouble at first. Indeed, they spent most of their time playing together and making a mess of the house, the first seven years learning both Russian and English at home, running around the streets with the neighbourhood children and generally making a nuisance of themselves. They were inseparable, one making up for the other’s weaknesses.
Dmitri was however, always getting into fights for his brother, anyone who insulted his twin tended to get a beating of the harshest kind, which meant he was always in trouble, which only got worse when they began school. It was soon shown which one had the greater aptitude for schoolwork, Jezza excelling in his every class where as his brother fell behind the rest of the class in every lesson but sports and games.
Their lives were, for the most part, uneventful, slowly growing up and seeing their father a few times a month, Dmitri always at the bottom of the class, regardless how much his brother tried to tutor him, always getting into fights and getting in trouble. That was until the age of sixteen when the pair of them decided that they both wished to move to England, to see the culture of their parents and perhaps even live there.
Tearful goodbyes were giving with the permission but the pair of them left with little fuss, driving to the airport. However on the snowy, icy roads on the way a dark figure shot over the ice in front of the car making Dmitri swerve and crash into a tree. The pair of them dragged themselves out of the car, the crash hadn’t been too bad and saw the shape of a wolf lying on the road, moaning and whimpering in pain. Dmitri moved closer to the creature to see if there was anything he could do. Leaning out to touch it the beast bit him, tearing at his hand viciously and making the young man jump back in pain.
Without hesitation Jezza pulled his brother back, tied up the bite and started the car up, getting it back onto the road and forcing his brother to walk away from the beast, bundling him up in the car. He drove the rest of the way to the airport, washing his brother’s wound in the bathrooms there and binding it up, the pair got on the plane, not wanting to miss their flight.
It wasn’t until they got to the little flat they’d rented in London and gone to bed that there was a problem, Jezza awoke to the sounds of snarling and growling from the next room where his brother slept. In panic he got up and ran into the room, seeing a huge white wolf rolling around on the bed, lashing out and snarling. The wolf leapt at him in confusion, seeing him as an attacker it pinned him and gripped onto his throat.
Of course, the wolf was Dmitri, already having problems staying in one shape, he was afraid and angry and his brother was the nearest thing to him to attack. He took the young man by the throat and pinned him down, snarling and growling with a maddening terror. Only when he finally recognised the face in all shades of unfamiliar colours did he know who he had just bitten. He leapt back and shot back over the room, cowering in the corner. His shape changed again in a rush of pain, moving him into his human form where he had enough sense to crawl over to his brother, ringing for an ambulance to help the young man.
He hid himself then as Jezza was taken to hospital and treated for the horrific bite to his throat, spending several days of pure confusion without being able to settle into either shape. But it seemed that he was destined to lose his humanity, his shape finally stopping in that of the white wolf.
Meanwhile, Jezza was treated for the bites, returning home after a week to find the wolf still curled up in his brother’s room, but this time he approached with more caution, whispering comforting words to the beast who he finally understood to be his brother. An understanding grew between them then, though words were impossible and communication difficult. That was until the first full moon after Jezza’s attack where he himself changed shape, finding himself in the form of a wolf, identical to that of his brother.
They could finally communicate properly then, and they had a lot to discuss. Jezza managed to persuade his brother to wear a collar and leash which would allow him to go out in public while Jezza promised that he would spend as much time as he could in his wolf shape to assist his brother.
The pair of them started their new life in difficulty, neither wishing to attend a school, they turned to petty crime to keep some kind of money coming in, mostly Jezza having to do the stealing while his brother was the muscle. However it seemed Dmitri was becoming depressed, trapped in wolf form he felt he was missing out and took to stealing alcohol, finding ingenious ways to break open the bottles and drink the strong liquor.
The pair of them lived for one another, Jezza worrying more and more about his brother’s drinking, but knowing that stopping him would be impossible, instead he tried to bribe Dmitri with smokes, the pair of them working out how the wolf could smoke with the help of his brother, every day the young werewolf didn’t drink, Jezza would help him smoke, but Jezza soon realised that Dmitri was going behind his back and sneaking off to drink at night.
Their lives continued, living on the streets or in cheap bedsits, doing cash in hand work or petty thievery to get their money, growing older and older, Dmitri’s days as a human growing less and less frequent, him becoming more and more settled in his wolf shape and losing more and more of his humanity.
 Yo', my name is Dee, and I've been the walking dead for many years, and I've been grave robbing for five years, I dug up lovely Crimson Kiss by means of Cali and adore it.
001. ANYTHING ELSE?• Nada
002. ROLE PLAY SAMPLE•
Scrawny fingers tensed around the leash as the huge white wolf pulled forward, growling and snarling viciously at a pair of Alsatians under the control of another older man, a man hadn’t paid up, a man who thought he was above them and who thought that if he didn’t give them their winnings, that they would just go away. So maybe it wasn’t exactly right to put Dmitri into a dog fight, but he did win and hell, he gave them a good show, but this bastard thought they wouldn’t come calling for the money? How wrong he was.
“Pay up.” Jezza snarled, just as viciously as his brother on the leash who was pulling so hard he thought his arm would come out of it’s socket. The leash was chain because the last three they’d had that were leather had broken when Dmitri had decided to simply run off, it wasn’t going to happen again though. “You pay up or I’ll let him go and god damn it, it won’t just be the dogs you lose.”
“You’re bluffing.” The voice struck him like a slap, a sting across his pride which only made him all the more furious. Those fingers with only a tenuous grip on the leash began to unwind, slowly, feeling the chain slip between them link by link. But it seemed he wasn’t the only one who wasn’t bluffing, the man opposite simply let go of the Alsatians, the two springing forward in blurs of teeth and claws. And Dmitri pulled free.
He was just a blur himself, gnashing maw opening and shutting on one of the beast’s legs, breaking the bone in those powerful jaws. An Alsatian leapt onto his back but was thrown off with a hard shake, his teeth slamming into the dog’s throat, tearing and pulling at the thick fur in an attempt to get a good hold, to suffocate, indeed there was little resistance. The dog went down scratching and clawing but it went down, the other still rending at Dmitri as best it could. But the thick fur was a great protection and turned away most bites, giving the wolf time to turn around and attack the other, rending and snarling, a ball of rolling fur.
But Jezza wasn’t watching his brother, he knew the young male would trounce those pretentious dogs easily, they were there for show, not ability. He was focussed on the retreating figure of his debtor with a furious anger written on his features. He sprinted forward, the speed of his kind lending him wings to catch hold of the figure and tackle him to the ground, hard, just in time for his brother to approach, growling once more, covered in blood from the two dogs that had attacked him, little more than a few bites inflicted on him in return.
Dmitri leapt forward, paws skidding on the pavement as he sprinted on and grabbed hold of the floored man’s arm, jaws not quite puncturing the skin but exerting a terrifying pressure which would stir fear in even the bravest of souls. “Time to pay up Jeremy.” The words dripped with malice as Jezza drew back one hand before slamming it into the betrayer’s face, sending him to the world of dark oblivion that was unconsciousness.
There was no pause, shaking his sore hand a little, Jezza began to search the man’s pockets for the money, finally locating the wallet with the £700 they had been promised for the win. Okay, it wasn’t much but it was better than nothing. “Alright, I have it.” He muttered to his brother in Russian, getting up cautiously and slipping the wallet into his own pocket, taking note of the credit cards. “Time to move, we can’t hang around here.” He added, gesturing to his brother who was busy urinating on the wall. “Oh come on, stop being so disgusting.” He groaned, picking up the chain leash that was dangling from the wolf’s neck and giving him a jerk.
Reluctantly, Dmitri stopped marking his territory and trotted up after his brother, licking the blood from his features as the slunk off down an alleyway, heading back to the bedsit to pick their things up and leave. People would be looking for them soon and it wouldn’t be anyone as fair as the police.
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Post by jezza on Sept 28, 2009 4:40:22 GMT -5
001. NAME• Dmitri Courts
002. NICKNAME• Growler
003. AGE• 23
004. BIRTHDATE• 11th December
005. WHERE YOU LIVE?• London
001. YOUR FACE• Technically Sid Vicious though he barely manages human shape.
002. HAIR•
Fur would be a better thing to describe. He spends to little time in his human form that it would be pointless to describe it, though for the sake of accuracy, it is long and hangs about his face loosely. If he manages to achieve human form for any decent amount of time he will tie it up to keep it out of his way.
His fur however, is white, the trademark fur of an arctic wolf, heavy and downy which covers his body thickly. It provides him with much warmth in the winter though he suffers in the heat of summer meaning he longs to stay north.
003. EYES•
Unlike his brother, his eyes do not bear the same signs of exhaustion in either form but are identical in their genetic structure. Because of his shape issues he cannot live the lifestyle he once did, forcing him to become far too healthy. His wolven eyes are identical to his human eyes, dark tawny brown with a green patch on the one of them, alert and bright, always glancing around for the next source of action.
004. HIEGHT•
In human form he is a little taller than his brother 6’4” or so, which makes him a staggeringly large wolf.
005. WEIGHT•
Heading toward 12 stone.
006. BODY MODS•
His left ear is pierced twice.
007. FASHION/STYLE•
None existant. Considering he usually walks around naked there is little for him to wear, however if he does happen to require clothing it will be whatever is nearest and that which covers up the most. A pair of jeans and some kind of shirt will do him well enough.
001. LIKES•
Snow under his paws, moments of utter stillness, swimming, times when he can sustain human form, bars that let dogs in, a brief cigarette whenever he can, loud music, running, chilly breezes, wimmen.
002. DISLIKES•
Having to be leashed, sudden loss of shape control, waking up naked in a public place, wet fur, other dogs, people treating him like an idiot, over-presumptuous people petting him, having his claws clipped, dust, strong smells, vampires, too much blood.
003. FEARS•
Never being able to become human again, losing his brother, parrots, cats, losing a limb, going blind, someone finding out his problem and using it against him.
004. STRENGTHS•
Very strong and quite fast, fairly intelligent, a good fighter, strong bite, excellent senses, good tracker.
005. WEAKNESSES•
Poor shape control, very easy to anger, always having mood swings, dependant on his brother, an alcoholic, heavy smoker when he can get his brother to hold the cigarette, can’t physically speak, fairly violent, follows instincts.
006. ODDITIES•
Can’t control his shape and is therefore stuck in his wolf shape, is very easily manipulated by his brother, has worked out a way to smoke even in his wolf form but it needs someone to hold the cigarette, an alcoholic but he doesn’t want to recover, is actually a very good singer and natural dancer but doesn't admit to it in public, has permanent PMS symptoms (lol).
007. ORIENTATION• Heterosexual, not that he can get much.
008. SPECIFIC MORALS• no fucking dogs.
009. PERSONALITY OVERVIEW•
Unlike his brother, Dmitri is rather unsociable, a lone runner and very angry. His hostility is obvious, regardless what shape he is in, though it is far better tolerated when he is simply a growling wolf rather than an aggressive young man. He will try to dominate everyone, his brother being the only exception to that rule, though if he believes he can get away with anything then he’ll try it.
His aggressive nature is neither a front nor a lie, he really can be very unpleasant, chauvinistic and quite homophobic. His attitude toward women hints toward a user and a charmer, he’ll say just about anything the woman wants to hear to get her into bed but will still run in the morning. His commitment issues run deep, the only real commitment in his life being his brother, anything else isn’t worth the bother.
Despite his foul temper he can occasionally be friendly, if someone impresses him enough he may even be rather too friendly, verging on weird and even stalkery, his wolf shape allowing him to get past the normal human boundaries of creepiness.
The time spent in his wolf shape means he is very instinctually lead, acting on whims rather than plans and being very upfront. When once more in his human shape this can be found as overbearing and unusual when he automatically tries to scratch his ear with his foot or has to resist the urge to bite anyone who is aggravating him.
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