Maxwell tilted his head ever so slightly, upon hearing that Damien had never met his father. "That must mean that your father is a supernatural being. As for nicknames, you can definitely call me Max if you want to," the 17 year old answered. As they continued walking around camp, Maxwell pointed out the cabins, noting who slept in those cabins when night fell, often going off topic to praise his fellow campers.
Maxwell immediately stopped talking when he heard Damien ask about the cabins. "Definitely. There is one bunk bed per cabin for two people maximum in a cabin. Girls normally stay in cabins with each other and the same goes for guys, however you're not going to get apples thrown at you if you stay in a cabin with a girl," the 17 year old replied. Walking into one of the cabins closer to the stream, Maxwell opened the door as he stated, "Welcome to my cabin."
Maxwell stated, "Nope. I don't have a roommate, but I'm always open...that is if you don't mind me waking up early in the morning to get started on my training." Ever so slightly blushing, the 17 year old phoenix fought the urge to turn into his so called 'fiery bird of awesomeness' form. As he succeeded, Maxwell then added, "So, how about continuing the tour?"
OoC to Pruss: It is very cute.
IC: Maxwell gave a nod as he answered, "I'll help keep you calm, you've got my word on that." Nonchalantly humming 'American Idiot' by Green Day, the 17 year old phoenix walked out of the cabin with Damien in tow as the tour continued. Stopping by the rock wall, stream, rock pools, and forest, Maxwell pointed out all of the noteworthy things about each place to his new found and quite cute friend.
Maxwell then stated with a smile, "This place is absolutely amazing. You can train with your powers, get to know plenty of people and such." Stopping by a tree, the 17 year old's smile widened as he questioned, "Hey, do you want to climb up into this tree and I can show you my phoenix form?" Maxwell was pretty sure that he was going to make himself appear to be a complete and total dork in front of his roommate/friend, however that was a risk he was willing to take.
Maxwell nodded rapidly as his way of saying 'Yes' then stated, "Alright, ready whenever you are." Inside, the 17 year old's heart was beating what felt like a thousand beats a minute in anticipation. He was hoping that he wouldn't make a fool of himself in front of Damien, however Maxwell knew that he had to keep his confidence up in order to pull off the shift then remain that way for at least five minutes at most.
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After a few beats, Maxwell finally shifted into his phoenix form and tilted his head ever so slightly at Damien, silently wondering if his new found friend didn't mind that Maxwell could change into a fire-starting bird at a moment's notice. Pushing down a sudden wave of fears, the 17 year old flew up to the top branch of the tree and carefully perched himself there. Looking down at Damien, Maxwell's eyes glimmered ever so slightly with excitement.
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Maxwell then flew down to the branch Damien was sitting on, giving a small squawk as a way of saying thank you. Turning around, the 17 year old phoenix found a loose feather that was about to fall off and carefully plucked it from his left wing. Holding the feather carefully in his beak, Maxwell's eyes spoke for him, saying that the loose feather wouldn't be as painfully scorching as the rest of the feathers.
Sorrows of a Thousand Years.
•Julian||Zachary||Beaumont•
{ Lets Get To Know Each Other }
Nickname:
Jules.
Age:
20 years old.
Gender:
Male.
Personality:
Julian somewhat hides behind a mask of confidence and humor, however if you push him into a figurative corner, he can and will lash out at you. Once you wear him out a little bit however, he'll reveal his true form: a clever, thoughtful, creative, kind, caring, loyal, protective, trustworthy, hardworking, witty, supportive, slightly rebellious, sarcastic, friendly (most of the time), and finally, mostly optimistic 20 year old who just wants to help his pack out. He's a werewolf who will always have your back no matter what.
Grade(if any):
Junior in college.
Shifter(Human Or Werewolf?):
Werewolf
Hybrid(One Human and one Were parent?):
Nope, pure werewolf.
{ The Pack }
Rank:
Scout.
Wanted Rank:
Barsok.
When did you join the pack?:
Three years ago.
Wolf Name:
Specter.
{Looks Aren't Everything..Well Maybe}
Wolf Looks:
Bipedal Wolf Looks:
[img width=354 height=510]http://images4.fanpop.com/imag…olfs-21776656-469-675.jpg[/img] (Minus all of the extra stuff he's wearing.)
{ Tell Me More }
Family:
Kenneth Beaumont - Father.
Ciara Beaumont - Mother.
Melody Beaumont - Older Sister.
Angela Beaumont - Older Sister.
Samantha Beaumont - Older Sister.
Pet:
His Russian Blue tom-cat, Shakespeare.
History:
Julian was born in Dublin, Ireland and spent 11 years of his life there with his pure werewolf bloodline family before the Beaumonts packed up and moved to America. When he was 17 years old, Julian met his best friend and later pack-mate, Chance Blair. There's honestly not much to tell since Julian had quite a normal life for the child of two werewolves.
Accent:
Traces of Irish accent since he was born in Ireland.
Gifts:
He has an eidetic memory, therefore meaning that Julian will remember anything that he has seen, heard, learned, or read which has proven itself to be both a gift as well as a curse.
{ Love Struck }
Sexuality:
Pansexual.
Crush:
None.
Dating:
None.
Mate:
None.
Other:
3.
{ The Person Behind The Screen }
Username:
Stormstar10.
Display Name:
Stormstar10.
Plot Ideas:
None, sorry.
Thanks obroseyy.
Thanks Scream My Name. :)
Name- Zander Noah Acord.
Gender- Male
Appearance- 
(No huge scar though.)
Crush- Nobody.
Personality- Intelligent, witty, sarcastic, loyal, protective of friends and family, trustworthy, hardworking, sometimes rebellious, supportive, friendly (most of the time), thoughtful, caring, and creative would describe Zander Acord perfectly. He's mostly known throughout the hotel as the new guy/prankster, however due to recent events in his life...Zander's prankster crown has fallen. Nowadays, you'll mostly find Zander in the lobby or his room, drawing or writing in his dark blue notebook. Feel free to walk up to him and introduce yourself, he's always ready to lend an ear.
Sexual orientation- Bisexual.
Other- Hi there.
Thanks. See you in the rp. :)
Zander Acord had found himself sitting in the lobby of the hotel, all by his lonesome, for the third day in a row. Of course, that was to be expected in a way, considering the fact that the 22 year old had only been in the hotel for a few weeks. Having finished a sketch of somebody who had passed by him, Zander flipped to the front of the notebook. Taped to the inside front cover of his trademark dark blue notebook was a photo of the blonde haired male with his friends. The photo had been taken at least three months ago before the friends had set off on their around the world adventure. Zander smiled ever so slightly at the photo, staring at it for a few silent moments until he closed his notebook, the small smile remaining on his face.
Zander then stood up from the chair he had placed himself in and began to head off to his room. Hearing voices further down the hall, the blonde haired male found himself turning around in search of the entire story. The 22 year old arched an eyebrow at what he heard from Okari's room before he asked, "I hate to be rude, however would someone mind explaining all of this to me?" Obviously all of the time spent in his room had not been a wise idea, considering that there were somethings about his fellow hotel residents that he was discovering just now.
Upon hearing the explanation that was given to him by Bonnie, the 22 year old's emotion was completely unreadable for at least 15 seconds before it became a look of bewilderment. Zander then questioned as his emotion changed to concern, "Is there anything I can do to help?'' Mentally, the blonde haired male was currently wondering how in the world it was even possible before he remembered the trip. During the second leg, Zander had fallen ill and left in the hopes that he would be able to return to his friends...one of the main reasons that he was at the hotel. He had yet to find a doctor or anyone else who would be able to confirm any of his suspicions.
Giving a small nod, Zander quickly made his exit from the hallway and headed for his room. Opening the mini-fridge near his bed, the 22 year old took a bottle of ginger ale then quickly wrote a note to Okari that read 'Hope this helps, Z.N.A.' A few minutes later, the blonde haired male had somehow opened the door to Okari's room just enough to fit the bottle in before closing the door, followed by slipping the note under. With that, Zander turned and walked away, glancing over his shoulder occasionally to see what might happen next.
Hearing the commotion outside, Zander's blue eyes immediately widened and he opened the door to the closet. Inside was the duffel bag the 22 year old had brought with him just a few weeks ago, which made Zander wonder why he had ever bothered checking into the hotel if all of this was going to occur. Yanking out the bag, the blue eyed male packed what few things he had taken out back into the bag, followed by shouldering said bag as he prepared himself to leave.
