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[StoneWolf18]

The Beasts of Farwell

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Rules

I don't have many rules (okay maybe a few) so just hang tight, I'll be done explaining in a second.

• No god-moding, Mary-sues, etc.
• Two paragraphs per post with a bit of leeway every now and then
• Posting at least once every three days. I've worked so hard on this, you don't want it to die, do you? ;3;
• All characters will need to be above the mental age of 21, no exceptions.
• -Points to shiny mod badge- Keep all site rules in mind. Fade to black, keep all OOC chatter reasonable, etc.
• Just... don't be a dick. We don't need you or your toxicity if so.

Roles

Even if a role is listed as "open" please as via PM or in the OOC thread if it is truly available or if it was a simple mistake on my part.

Wolves
- Alpha: An aging, strict, yet loving man that governs the Farwell Pack. He has taken his child's thoughts into consideration but is not completely sold on the idea of reformation just yet. ( Alstromeria )
- Alpha's Son: A young adult that as lived within the pack their whole life. They have enjoyed speaking with the newcomers and exploring the outside world even if they are kept on a tight leash. They have tried convincing their father that times are changing, but he has refused to put any of their ideas into action. ( Inheritance )
- Male Pack Member: A standard member of the pack, male in gender. (Open)
- Female Pack Member: A standard member of the pack, female in gender. (@B R E E Z E)
- Lone Wolf: They have recently arrived in Farwell for one reason or another, and are either trying to remain under the radar or are oblivious to the clear Lycan presence in the town. ( StarryKnights )

Humans
- Close Friend: They are a close friend of the alpha's son/daughter. Because they basically grew up together, their presence is tolerated although most do not enjoy it. They are assumed to be just friends although become more may be unavoidable. ( Profoundcactus )
- Human Female: Human female, either new to the town or having lived there their whole life. Not all that sure of the werewolf pack's existence. ( StoneWolf18 )
- Human Male: Human male, either new to the town or having lived there their whole life. Not all that sure of the werewolf pack's existence. ( RiversEdge )​

Character Sheet

Fill out all the fields below and DO NOT post a work in progress sheet as I hate them with every fiber of my being. If I see it, it's being deleted. This is your only warning.

Basic Information
Name: Something realistic
Age: In human years. Wolves age only half as fast as humans.
Gender: Male or Female
Race: Wolf or human
Sexuality: Remember, most wolves wouldn't even be able to fathom attraction to anything but the opposite gender.
Occupation: Some wolves prefer a more human life as opposed to a more traditional one.

Appearance
Height: Reasonable once again
Weight: Use a BMI calculator
Hair: Nothing unnatural or its dyed
Eyes: Ditto
Build: Physical Build
Complexion:
Wolf Form: If human delete this field

Personal
Personality: At least a small paragraph.
Thoughts: Their opinion on the strange behavior around the town if human or old fashion pack life if a wolf.
History: Something that's at least 2 paragraphs.

Spoiler: Code

[b][u]Basic Information[/u][/b]
[b]Name:[/b] Something realistic
[b]Age:[/b] In human years. Wolves age only half as fast as humans. 
[b]Gender:[/b] Male or Female
[B]Race:[/b] Wolf or human
[b]Sexuality:[/b] Remember, most wolves wouldn't even be able to fathom attraction to anything but the opposite gender...
[b]Occupation:[/b] Some wolves prefer a more human life as opposed to a more traditional one.

[b][u]Appearance[/u][/b]
[b]Height:[/b] Reasonable once again
[b]Weight:[/b] Use a BMI calculator
[b]Hair:[/b] Nothing unnatural or its dyed
[b]Eyes:[/b] Ditto
[b]Build:[/b] Physical Build
[b]Complexion:[/b] 
[b]Wolf Form:[/b] If human delete this field

[b][u]Personal[/u][/b]
[b]Personality:[/b] At least a small paragraph.
[b]Thoughts:[/b] Their opinion on the strange behavior around the town if human or old fashion pack life if a wolf.
[b]History:[/b] Something that's at least 2 paragraphs.

 

[RiversEdge]

Spoiler: Matthaeus Sullivan

Basic Information

Name:Matthaeus Sullivan
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Sexuality: Straight
Occupation: Writer/Photographer

Appearance

Height: 5'8
Weight: 160
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Build: Lean, slightly muscular
Complexion: Light brown

Personal

Personality: Matthaeus is a pretty respectful person. He's now hard to please and overall low maintenance. He's dedicated and does what he says he'll do to the best of his ability. He likes to think that there's something new to learn everyday. He likes to take walks and just take in his surroundings, having always been an observant person by nature.

Thoughts: He had come to the town thinking it was going to peaceful and out of the way. But he can't help but wonder about how....strange it felt sometimes. Even some of the people there seemed to have their own personal culture. Oh well, it wasn't his right to judge after all. Maybe it could inspire his writing.

History: Matthaeus was born in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania to a family of three other siblings. He has two brothers and one sister. He can't remember his mother too well since she got sick and passed away when he was younger. But he does remember being close to her. His father was a hard worker, doing his best to push them all though school and support them. His oldest brother joined the military. His second brother went on to become a football player. His sister ended up becoming a doctor.

Eventually, his father passed away as well. But he died with family surrounding him. To this day Matthaeus remains close to his siblings and holds his father in high regards. He went on to become a writer, with photography being a successful hobby of his. But he was tired of the city and felt like he needed space. So he moved to the town of Farwell, hoping for a more relaxing experience.
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[Alstromeria]

Basic Information
Name: Gerard Johnson
Age: 126
Gender: Male
Race: Wolf
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Occupation: Gerard works In the lumber yard.

Appearance
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 178lbs
Hair: White and gray in color. He usually combs it backwards, and he has quite the pair of mutton chops.
Eyes: Brown
Build: Gerard has broad shoulders, large chest, and meaty arms that end with scarred rugged hands.
Complexion: Gerard's skin is tan from the sun, as well as many years of hard work. Me has many noticable blemishes, but none too large. He has a long scar that goes from the bottom of his right rib diagonally across his chest
Wolf Form: In wolf form, one can tell that the Wolf is Gerard if they know what they're looking for. His salt and pepper hair remains the same, except it's all over his body. It is slightly longer on his face around his jaw and up to his ears, mirroring his facial hair in human form. He still has the distinguishing scar across his lower chest, and his arms are virtually unchanged with the exception of claws and their fuzzy coating. But his eyes are different. Usually deep, pondering, and kind, they harden into orbs of cracked earth. Gerard still keeps his wits about him, afterall he's had a long time to practice, but he sees things in a different light when he changes.

Personal
Personality: Gerard is a caring and kind man, but boy, is he rough around the edges. He isn't exactly prone to violence, but it isn't his last resort either. He isn't abusive, and he tries not to be abraisive, but anyone in the world knows that when you do bad things, you get what's coming to you eventually. When Gerard is wronged, that 'eventually' just happens to be sooner than expected. Nonetheless, this man is softspoken, even if he has a resting "I will murder your entire family" face.
Thoughts: The world has no rules. Not alot of people like that, and neither does Gerard. But he understands that in order to survive, especially when one is of his blood, that one needs to know this. One needs to understand that the world is a horrible place, with horrible creatures that do horrible things. But just because one is portrayed as a monster does not mean one has to be a monster. This is why it is safest to follow the old ways.
History: Gerard was born in 1881. He was born to a couple who owned a small farm, out in the vast expance of uncolonized kansas. But he was not born a beast.
He loved growing up in the west, his mother was always at home, and he and his four younger siblings helped her with the chores. His father was the most respected riflemen in a fifty mile radius, a crack shot, and a skilled hunter and trapper. Gerard, as the oldest, went with his father on frequent hunts, and became quite good with a revolver. By the time he was eighteen, he was one of the best gunslingers in the same radius as his father, and just as good a shot.

And then? The hunt of a lifetime. Something to make his father proud. The nearest town was having problems with a wolf. It came at night, and stole away their livestock. It became more of a folktale, because whatever could snatch away a whole cow was obviously not real, or not a wolf. Gerard assued it was bandits, and promised the town he'd take care of them.

As Gerard waited, he began to doze off. Like lightening, it hit him. It wasn't bandits afterall, it was a wolf. The biggest wolf he'd ever seen. It tore into him with its claws, then nipped at his chest. Gerard jumped back just in time, but the creatures teeth had opened his chest wound further. He pumped all six shots from his revolver into the beasts head, then stabbed it in the neck with a silver plated knife his father had given him as a birthday present for good measure. Little did he know, that this is what saved his life.

Things died down, but then started up again. Gerard was reguarded as a hero, and a heroes gotta protect his town. It looked like there was another wolf. It didn't take long for Gerard to figure out it was him. Staging his own death at the hands of the 'wolf', Gerard left, and headed east, just in time for the roaring twenties. In order to avoid detection, he moved from place to place, realizing he couldn't stay too long because he hadn't aged as fast as he used to. Eventually, he found a few like him, and started a small little town called Farwell.

 

[StarryKnights]

Basic Information​

Name: Cameron Sterling
Age: 50
Gender: Female
Race: Wolf
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Occupation: N/A. As a drifter, Cameron picks up any work she can find, she's not very picky. In Farwall, she works as a waitress at the local cafe.

Appearance

Height: 5'8
Weight: 155
Hair: Light brown
Eyes: Hazel
Build: Lithe and slightly muscular, Cameron has an athletic build, a flat chest and a slightly curvy waistline.
Complexion: Fair skinned, she has a large scar on the left side of her face, over her eye. Her skin features a variety of smaller scars most of them hidden under her clothes.
Wolf Form:

Personal
Personality:Cameron is a more reserved type of person, though she opens up more with people with humans. Caring and patient, she loves lending others an empathetic ear when they are having troubles. She prefers to talk out conflict when it arises, but isn't above defending herself, and others, with her fists, claws and teeth.

Thoughts: Cameron never belonged to a pack, for most of her life, the only constant in her life was her mother. She knows only what her mother taught her, and that was the simple fact that a pack wouldn't approve of how they lived their lives. Over the years, Cameron had learned more about her own kind, including pack law. As far as she's concerned, so long as another werewolf doesn't attempt to change her lifestyle, she doesn't see any reason to interfere in theirs. She keeps to her own in Farwall, and avoids causing trouble, less the pack come looking for her.

History: Cameron was born a beast, her mother had belonged to a pack at one point, but was chased out after getting pregnant with Cameron, who's father was not a member of the pack. Cameron's mother took to the road to save her child's life, leaving behind all she knew.
Cameron grew up on the road, they lived out of her mother's beat up old jeep, moving from place to place. Traveling was the norm for Cameron, so when her mother began teaching her about wolves and their customs, she was confused and shocked to learn most packs remain in one place. The idea of exploring the world around her being taboo was a scary notion, one that made a young Cameron happy she didn't live with a pack. Cameron's mother taught her to read, write, and everything else she thought was important. She was taught how to blend with human society, Cameron got so used to being around people she grew to prefer the company of people than other wolves.

Cameron disliked being around other wolves when she growing up, mainly because some packs openly shamed her mother for being a lone wolf, and raising her child as one. As she grew older, Cameron came to the conclusion that others were entitled to their own opinions, nothing she did was ever going to change their minds. All she could do was live her life, as she saw fit. She lost her mother when she reached the threshold of adulthood, and continued her nomadic lifestyle after laying her to rest. Ever curious and quiet, Cameron wanders the country, making a living working odd jobs for weeks and months at a time before moving on. Her travels brought her to Farwall, where she decided to stay for a spell, despite the presence of a wolf pact. She got a job as a waitress at a local cafe, where she's free to chat with the townsfolk as she sees fit. She's not sure how long as she'll remain in Farwall, the town has a certain amount of charm to it, and for the moment, its enough to keep her there.
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