Post by Daniel James Parker on Mar 11, 2009 1:48:49 GMT -5
[/font], About you *
Alias: Alex
Age: 16
Experience: Next to none
Other characters: no
How can we contact you? alex_carson99@hotmail.com
Mr. Daniel Parker
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Canon or non canon? Canon
Character full name: Mr. Daniel Parker
Age: 22
Nickname(s):
Alliance: Werewolf
Sexual preference: Straight
Likes:
Building
Debating
Fights,
Adrenaline rush
Sounds of rain on the window
Dislikes:
Liars
Disloyalty
Injustice
Innocent suffering.
Strengths:
Speed
Strength
Evasiveness
Weaknesses:
General personality: Daniel is a natural born leader. As a result of growing up mostly alone he has from a very young age adapted the required survival skills and compassion for others in his position. Daniel keeps to himself regarding his personal life but never withholds information from his friends.
, Appearance *
[/size][/center]Face claim: James Franco
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Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Blue
Height: 5'11
General appearance: Daniel is very tall and somewhat skinny with a muscular build. He has short brown curly hair. Daniel tries to be a charmer most of the time for appearances sake and even retains the same smile in dark conversations. Daniel prefers to wear an upscale casual outfit but will settle for anything comfortable to wear. Daniel's favorite shirt is a black short-sleeve that he likes to wear with a pair of blue jeans or some grey pants. Daniel is considerate for the majority of the time but when angry moves into a stance very similar to his animal form. All joints are bent and the same gleam in the teeth become intimidating. For the most part his appearance is most used to inspire other Lycan of their potential.
, History *
[/size][/center]Parents: unknown
Siblings: unknown
Children: unknown
History: His first memories were of Darkness, scattered voices and the complimentary migraine to go. The man opened his eyes and found himself in the low of London with absolutely no memories and no Identity. Wandering the streets of London helped the man to discover he knew his way around and how society worked mostly.1877 was a less forgiving year than the present day for finding out who you are. One night while sitting in the middle of London he was watching the night sky when the moon rose over the clouds. That was his first transformation that night. The pain of having his limbs stretch and the hunger drove him out of his mind. The massacre that was left behind convinced him that he had to flee from London and while doing so he created the name Daniel James Parker for himself. After many screw ups in various places Daniel found himself living in Vancouver, Canada with a steady job and complete control over his transformations.
One night, while teasing nature in the middle of a thunderstorm, he met a young girl named Ryder who was an incredibly positive force in his life. While talking to her she would always seem to say what Dan needed to hear to remain sane. She was the only treasure he had, the only thing he valued enough to not disappear again. One night while on a stroll around Stanley Park, Daniel and Ryder were attacked by another pack. During the confusion Ryder and Daniel were separated. After the conflict he was told that Ryder had been killed by the leader of the attacking pack. After killing him for this, Daniel couldn't find the courage within himself to find Ryder's body. It was too much, just thinking about it. With nowhere to run to he returned to London, to start where it all began and discover his true identity. Daniel has been living in London for the last 14 years and is established as the current leader of the Lycans.
Roleplay sample: The rain was an incentive, an invitation to unleash. Most people hated thunderstorms in downtown Vancouver Daniel would never understand it, he loved the rain. For him it felt like a fresh start, For him it was god's shower head spraying down on the city. Daniels favorite part was being able to shake the rain out of his brown hair. It was nice to be able to act the dog he was once in a while. The feeling of the cool air running through his lungs felt like a vaccine for Daniels condition...If only it actually were. Daniel continued to walk down the street resisting the urge to transform, his Werewolf form were much more accommodating then his human form. Most people in this day and age were so boring. Regardless of how much fun chaos would be Daniel had made a rule for himself that he would keep under the radar. However tonight he could let himself have a little treat. After all who would see a werewolf movement at this time of night during a thunderstorm? Daniel turned into an alleyway adjacent to the mall and ran towards it. Laughing at the thrill of defying nature he jumped and continued his sprint vertically up the wall. Nobody would see here and if anyone heard anything they would assume it was the thunder. As he continued up towards the sky it started to taunt him, it was daring him to keep running but that would be pushing it too far. Daniels many years had taught him that caution had to come first. He did allow himself a little hop over the ledge a little which proved to be no fun at all. “This sucks” Daniel muttered. The rainfall was great and defying gravity had been okay but nothing was ever quite enough to satisfy the need. He looked round at his surroundings and almost fell back the way he came. There was a woman there lying on the glass paneled roof. How she'd got up here he had no idea as the mall was closed and she most likely couldn't cheat the way he could. Daniel found himself entranced. She was very pretty but apart from that there were a few things that reminded him of his home. She had quite some muscle, that was incredibly rare for a nine or a ten in this time period and what was even more uncommon was that she was just relaxing in a storm. She had no umbrella, she wasn't running for “safety”. She looked over at him her face dripping. Daniels heart skipped a beat “Sorry” Daniel said, “I didn't realize anybody else was here” He continued to look at her, still amazed that she wasn't running for the dry. “it's okay, I don't bite” Daniel continued smirking at the irony of the situation. “What are you doing out here this late in the rain?”
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