We Can Stay //werewolf sign up thread//open//// Young Forever

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(( FIRST NAME )) Lanner
(( MIDDLE NAME )) Quinn
(( SURNAME )) Stevens
(( NICKNAME )) Lan, Lan-Lan if you really want to be affectionate.
(( DATE OF BIRTH )) First of October
(( AGE )) Twenty-two years old
(( GENDER )) Cisgender female
(( ORIENTATION )) Bisexual
(( SPECIES )) Werewolf
(( POWERS )) Past the obvious hybrid and growing hair all over her body, she has heightened hearing and while her eyesight is usually less than average, when she aims a crossbow it, as well, becomes heightened

(( WRITTEN DESCRIPTION )) Lanner rises off the ground in a spindly frame, long legs and brittle bones. Her five foot nine frame holds no prominent curves; instead she would rather describe herself as having a ‘boyish’ frame. Her fair skin tone compliments her dark coffee coloured hair, causing her prominent (slightly thick) eyebrows to advance on her face. Her hair falls just past her shoulders in light curls with a rough texture. The angular girl has high sharp cheekbones, to match the rest of her body, and light sunk in hazel eyes framed by thick dark lashes. She's usually seen squinting her eyes at fine print, as her eyesight is less than adequate but she refuses to where glasses or contacts, claiming that the felt odd and slightly invasive on the bridge of her nose. Her thin angular body carries on its theme, all the way to her hands, which are tipped with long, calloused fingers accustomed to an archer.
(( HEIGHT )) Five foot nine inches
(( WEIGHT )) One hundred and thirty pounds
(( HAIR COLOR )) dark roasted coffee brown
(( EYE COLOR )) Hazzle
(( SKIN TONE )) Fair, dotted with freckles and small moles from a childhood spent in the sun.
(( CLOTHING STYLE )) Lanner has a tendency to dress for comfort usually being seen in boyfriend jeans, or loose printed cloth shorts and plain monochromatic coloured shirts, accompanied by all stars, ankle boots or strappy-sandals. Her style could be considered 'hipster' although Lanner would never claim so. For accessories, she wear a lot of rings, thin and not-precious.
(( BODY MODIFICATION )) Ears pierced, once in the lobe and once in the cartilage as well as a tattoo, the meaning of it even she isn’t quite sure of.

[font=arial](( EXTRA )) She wears three, old, thin leather watches on her left hand. The first is set to her present timezone, the second to her parents timezone, all the way on the other side of America and the third, to her hometown in Englands timezone.

(( PERSOANLITY )) Before Lanner ran away- she was promiscuous, cunning, selfish and an overall dreadful person. She resembled a small child holding a magnifying glass over an ant and being absolutely fascinated as to how long it would last and struggle until it would die. She would push, prod and poke, mock and torment someone until they would snap. The warped sociopath part of her brain would find joy in this. She was promiscuous in her pursuit of men, not because she didn’t believe in one true love but simply because she didn’t see the practicalness of it and Lanner was not someone who would do something if it wasn’t completely practical and benefits her. She mimicked her mother in every way; she was a painful woman. Lanner remained this way for the majority of the time that she stayed with Adam and Claud; it was Christmas when she began to change. While she still holds on to her bad traits after all her bad habits were the ashes that she was made of, however she did become more empathetic. Her negative traits became more subdued instead of being completely overwhelming. She allowed her humour and charitableness for the first time; she was always a very serious child. she became more generous and began to value relationships more, not just romantic ones. Lanner is still self-conceited, the vanity being her worse trait, morphing her perspective of the world. But now she’s funny, kind, slightly generous, maybe a little bit rawer. Lanner is perceptive, she notices the smallest of details and will make a stratagy around that. This is what makes her such a good leader. She's compationate, sympathetic and empathetic. She however, still resembles a grenade, she explodes in anger, cast wayward with bitter words and wry humous, when someone gets too close to her or matters she finds dear.
(( LIKES )) Star-fulled nights, reading, indie music, rock music, simple things like holding hands, summer nights, chocolate chip cookies, lousy horror movies, poetry and sunrises.
(( DISLIKES )) Conservative opinions, the colour yellow and cold mornings. People who speak more than they think, dark chocolate and jelled-back hair
(( STRENGTHS )) Skilled with a crossbow
(( WEAKNESSES )) Unpredictable temper, bad eyesight.

(( HISTORY )) Lanner's biggest struggle wasn't even her own. When she was seventeen she ran away from her pack, not because of abuse; physical, mental or even abuse of power, he parents were average and warm for the most part. Lanner was more affectionate towards her father, who was previously human until he was bitten by Lanner’s mother in the mating process. He was kind, gentle and had a gruff voice that spoke feather-like words. Lanner, however, conflicted with her mother, the spindly woman was similar to Lanner, she held the same selfishness and callous and Lanner resented her fore it, however this wasn’t anything that caused any notable rebellion. Lanner dreamed of the simplicity of human life and the transparency of it. For three years she lived amongst humans, hidden amongst them with two humans, Claud and Adam, in a half broken down house. The two humans were in a relationship when she met them, seemingly content despite the uncomfortable behaviour Claud would have in close proximity to Adam. Adam was sober for three years, having a history of alcoholism. Claud was an extreme drug addict for three years, starting off with weed in the pairs early days of friendship before going to heavier, more dangerous drugs. Adam and Claud had run away from home when they were eighteen, making them a year older than Lanner. Claud never spoke of her home life, she appeared bitter about it. Adam appeared to have the perfect home life, his parents were married, rich and he had a younger sister. He even got accepted to Harvard, until Claud convinced him to run away with her.

Lanner got addicted to pain medicine in her second year of staying in the house but it was never serious, just something to numb the guilt. It was Christmas, second year, when Claud came out as gay, over a cold takeaway MacDonald’s meal. Adam denied it for the next week, he refuse to believe that she would let him throw away his future over uncertain love.
It was April, third year, when Lanner’s best friend killed herself. Lanner found Claud on the bathroom floor, vomit covering her own body and needles stuck in her neck. The doctors concluded that it was an overdose or a cut off of oxygen; it was unclear which caught up to her first.
Adam and Lanner lived in the house for another month; both quietly morning and completely confused before Adam decided to return home, give his future a second change. Lanner decided she didn’t like human life, it was awfully raw. She felt too much shame in returning to her original pack, so she joined [current pack name here]. Lanner has been there for a year and is no longer addicted to pain medicine but rarely has relapses.
(( FROM )) Farnham, England
(( KIN )) Only child, father and mother still alive and in another pack
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(( DREAMS )) Lanner doesn't long for much, she finds it dificult to put such dedication into something as elastic and wayward as time. However, as cliche as it sounds she does wish to stop being a stranger to herself, understand the feelings that fuel her reactions.
(( FEARS )) Hm, Lanner isn't afraid of much in turms of commitment, often she's more than glad to jump right in. But she is sickly scared of spiders and expect her to scream when she sees one.
(( TALENTS )) She's incredibly talented with a crossbow, or any kind of bow as a matter of fact, and suprisingly, cooking.

(( RELATIONSHIP STATUS )) Single
(( CRUSH )) Open, Possibly Antonio later in the roleplay
(( BOYFRIEND / GIRLFRIEND )) [color=lightgray]Single
(( SPOUSE )) [color=lightgray]None
(( CHILDREN )) [color=lightgray]None

(( PLOT IDEAS )) [color=lightgray]answer
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(( FIRST NAME )) Emmet
(( MIDDLE NAME )) Rogers
(( SURNAME )) Hannan
(( NICKNAME )) "It's just Emmet."
(( DATE OF BIRTH )) "I was born on the Nineteenth of September."
(( AGE )) "I'm... well lets see... Yeah, I'm twenty-three."
(( GENDER )) Cisgender Male
(( ORIENTATION )) Homosexual
(( SPECIES )) "I'm a bloody Werewolf, why else would I be in this pack?"
(( POWERS )) "Powers? Besides being able to turn into a beast to sick myself on your *ss? Well, there was one time... nah, just a Were." Though he's not aware of it, he has the power of telekinesis when put under pressure, stressed out, or angry.

(( WRITTEN DESCRIPTION )) Emmet is short for a guy, but he uses it to his advantage. He isn't large and built like some others, but he is cut and lean. His hair is thick and cut short for practicality and style. Its rich red-brown shade reveals his heritage and his fiery attitude. Watchful orbs of hazel hold any gaze without a hitch, despite his lack of ambition to rise in rank. If one were to catch him without a shirt, they would catch sight of the ragged scars that mar his otherwise untouched back.
(( HEIGHT )) "I'm five foot five, thanks for asking. What, you want a tape measure to check?"
(( WEIGHT )) "The scale said 147 lbs this morning."
(( HAIR COLOR )) Red
(( EYE COLOR )) Hazel
(( SKIN TONE )) Pale
(( CLOTHING STYLE )) Casual, dark clothing, Band shirts and jeans
(( BODY MODIFICATION )) "Oh, I have my tongue pierced, wanna see?"
(( EXTRA )) None

(( PERSONALITY )) Emmet is very skilled at hiding his emotions. His fiery exterior makes him seem perfect for the rank of a warrior. Always challenging, always jumping on the opportunity to fight, his snarky sarcasm gets him into bad situations. Through and through, he is witty and clever, as well as highly protective. This almost explosive outside masks a much softer underbelly. Emmet is secretly terrified of making any moves of his own, be it romantic or otherwise. He fears being hurt and is hesitant while being almost too mindful of other's feelings when they matter to him. He prefers solitude but finds himself lonely most of the time. The werewolf actually prefers to avoid conflict, so all of his fight is really just a show. Not that he would turn tail and flee, no, rather, he prefers working behind the scenes and escaping a situation that becomes overbearing or uncomfortable rather than facing it head on. Such a quality could never be called cowardice, as it roots from anxiety and self-preservation. However, put a loved one on the line, and Emmet's demeanor will turn wicked very quickly.
(( LIKES ))
-Level-headed people
-Dominant guys
-Quiet
-Outdoors
-Feeling safe
(( DISLIKES ))
-Crowds
-Feeling trapped
-Felling threatened
-Being forced into action
-Chaos
(( STRENGTHS ))
-Hunting down any prey animal
-Fighting to kill rather than maim
-Reading the emotions of others
-Strategy
(( WEAKNESSES ))
-Brute strength
-Hurting people for no reason
-Letting others close
-Selflessness, to the point he is self-sacrificial

(( HISTORY )) Emmet's father was a werewolf, but his mother was human. His mother was unaware of this, thinking that her husband and son were both human as she was. It was not until Hunters located his father in their home and killed him, revealing his true nature, that his mother learn of werewolves. The Hunters left her alone, thinking her son human as well. His mother became filled with hatred, and lost all love for her son, who she soon discovered was also a monster. She was neglectant at first, but grew abusive as Emmet grew into his teen years and began to challenge her decision that he was evil. At the age of 17, she threw an empty bottle of alcohol at his back, causing the glass to shatter and pierce his skin. Emmet ran away and never returned, having lost all respect for his mother in his hurt and confused daze. Due to a lack of proper medical attention, the wounds scarred in an ugly pattern, reminding him that no one close to him could be trusted.
(( FROM )) Castlebar, Ireland
(( KIN )) Mother: Anne, location/fate unknown
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(( DREAMS )) Finding someone to care about him
(( FEARS )) Abuse, Being hurt, getting close to people, vulnerability
(( TALENTS )) Tracking, Strategy

(( RELATIONSHIP STATUS )) Single
(( CRUSH )) Marco Lupo? If his roleplayer is cool with that
(( BOYFRIEND / GIRLFRIEND )) None
(( SPOUSE )) None
(( CHILDREN )) None

(( PLOT IDEAS )) Perhaps a disease passed to the pack from Hunters?
(( ROLEPLAY SAMPLE )) [color=lightgray]Emmet sat back on his rich red haunches, resting as he surveyed the area. Hazel eyes, almost orange in the body of the wolf, flicked towards any movement with intelligence beyond that of any creature without purpose. Slowly the predator rose to his dark paws, body held low as practiced limbs cared him silently towards the flash of brown he had spotted. A rabbit, young, foolish enough to venture out. His pelt blended perfectly with the autumn underbrush, camouflaging him from his prey as he moved downwind of the creature with his slow, controlled movements. Close, he was so close now. Emmet scarcely breathed as he crept just another step, tensing his body until the small rodent hopped a few inches in the other direction in search of better fodder. Powerful hind legs pushed the wolf from his spot on the forest floor, sending his fanged maw directly into the path of the rabbit. It had not even the time to scream as his jaw snapped shut over the rodent's head, crushing its skull and collapsing its throat. Over so soon.
(( THEME SONG )) [color=lightgrey]Ghost by Mystery Skulls and Murder Mitten by I See Stars
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