Post by Coyote on Jun 26, 2012 4:54:29 GMT -5
Name: Luka Briars
Nickname: Coyote (given to him by his mother for being able to slip past her when she was asleep at the mouth of their den to go play in the forest)
Age: 23
Birthplace: Great Shadow Forest
Height: 6’
Weight: 201
Hair-color: Dark brown
Hair length: Roughly grazes his shoulders
Eyes: Dark brown in human form, ocre green in wolf form
Handedness: Ambidextrous
Blood type: AB-
Sexuality: Bisexual
Jewelry: Usually something he’s stolen from someone in the city, often watches or necklaces
Tattoos: Black-inked tribal designs on his lower back
Skin: Tanned, riddled with scars and a constant supply of bruises and scrapes
General appearance: Masculine, brooding, unkempt, but considerably more morose than his brother
Bad habits: Never trusting anyone, being aggressively territorial about anything that belongs to him
Favorites: Meat, warm weather, weapons, his heritage as a werewolf
Skills: Quick on his feet, very flexible, can slink around unnoticed
Personal goals: To gain vengeance for his parents
Professional goals: None
Style of speech: Generally loud, robust Russian accent, curses more freely than his brother, wolfish growl prominent in tone
Commonly used phrases: Nothing notable
Background: Born in a werewolf family in the Great Shadow Forest near Vector City, he grew up running freely in the wilderness, raised to be a wolf in both mind as well as tooth and claw. His brother Mikael was younger, so it was up to Coyote to gain knowledge of pack welfare from his father, and spent his time fighting their rivals and patrolling the borders for any sign of trouble. Because of this, he learned quickly that, in order to be successful, one often had to fight in sway of what’s wanted, and began initiating that he and his little brother go on raids to thieve in the city. He was proud of what his family had become after a year or two of hard work, and he was just starting to get a hang of the pack life when he and Mikael went on the telltale raid: they got stuck in rain, so the two decided to stake out under a car in an abandoned lot. The next morning, however, when the two returned to the camp in the forest, they found their parents slaughtered, mercilessly ripped to pieces by the daemons that lived around them. After experiencing a sort of mental shift into a meek younger brother, Coyote had no choice but to lead the orphaned brothers in their fight against the daemons of the forest, working to avenge their parents amidst a world unknown.
Personality: Territorial, confident, protective of what’s close to him, inadvertently charming, loose, fiercely loyal
Physical condition: Large and muscular, but very in-control of his body, and can move like silent fluid when it’s needed
Distinguishable marks: Multiple scars from cuts and scrapes collected in the entirety of his lifetime thus far
Dress: Often whatever he can find; usually jeans and a wife beater, maybe an unbuttoned over shirt
Sense of humor: Existent and moderately thriving; he likes to joke, but his sense of humour is often dark and inappropriate
Temper: Not easily set off, but when he does get set off, he’s like a fucking tornado
Choice of entertainment: He likes hunting (both prey or daemons), or exploring the city, usually making Mikael tag along with him
Strengths: His loyalty and his sense of justice (however warped it can be)
Weakness: His aggression and his territorialism
Dexterity: High
Health: Moderate, high
Likes: Getting adrenaline rushes, killing daemons, hunting, spending time with his brother, sunny weather, running freely in wolf form, showing off
Dislikes: Daemons, seeing Mikael in pain, ignorance, weaknesses, the sight of blood when it’s someone he loves
Intelligence: Average
Charisma: Moderate, high
Powers:
- Can shift into a wolf at will
- Can walk, run, and attack in complete silence (especially in the dark)
- Can hear and track almost anything with a sound wave
Gear: A machete, and a small blanket that he always keeps hanging out of his pocket that his mother sew for him when he was just a pup
Zodiac sign: Taurus
Eyesight: Perfect in human form, but lacking in wolf form
Hearing: More than perfect
Special training: None
Mental illness: Has violent mood swings every so often, sometimes ending in way too much drinking or sobbing for hours on end about something that has happened; Mikael thinks that he’s being tempted into madness by a daemon, but he knocks the idea off as stupid.
Wolf Form:
Coyote Fun Facts:
- Like his brother, he has several wolf-like traits that stem from being in the form so often; however, unlike Mikael, his trait ‘tree’ is more inspired by the guttural instincts of a wolf, leading him to display characteristics such as baring his fangs and showing “touchy-feely” affection when grateful or apologetic.
- Since birth, even though he was born two years before Mikael, he is Coyote’s only loved one left, and even though the two often bicker and argue about this and the other, Coyote will do absolutely anything for his brother.
- He has a tendency to get more girls than his brother, albeit he hasn’t the slightest idea why.
- Coyote tends to curse MUCH more than his more cool-headed brother, and often when a raid doesn’t go the right way or something happened against his better judgment, he lets out a torrential river of violent Russian cursing.
- Coyote has an intense fear of water, especially rain; when it begins to thunder, he gets to the camp as fast as possible and refuses to go anywhere until the storms have passed.
- He can play the fiddle.
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Nickname: Coyote (given to him by his mother for being able to slip past her when she was asleep at the mouth of their den to go play in the forest)
Age: 23
Birthplace: Great Shadow Forest
Height: 6’
Weight: 201
Hair-color: Dark brown
Hair length: Roughly grazes his shoulders
Eyes: Dark brown in human form, ocre green in wolf form
Handedness: Ambidextrous
Blood type: AB-
Sexuality: Bisexual
Jewelry: Usually something he’s stolen from someone in the city, often watches or necklaces
Tattoos: Black-inked tribal designs on his lower back
Skin: Tanned, riddled with scars and a constant supply of bruises and scrapes
General appearance: Masculine, brooding, unkempt, but considerably more morose than his brother
Bad habits: Never trusting anyone, being aggressively territorial about anything that belongs to him
Favorites: Meat, warm weather, weapons, his heritage as a werewolf
Skills: Quick on his feet, very flexible, can slink around unnoticed
Personal goals: To gain vengeance for his parents
Professional goals: None
Style of speech: Generally loud, robust Russian accent, curses more freely than his brother, wolfish growl prominent in tone
Commonly used phrases: Nothing notable
Background: Born in a werewolf family in the Great Shadow Forest near Vector City, he grew up running freely in the wilderness, raised to be a wolf in both mind as well as tooth and claw. His brother Mikael was younger, so it was up to Coyote to gain knowledge of pack welfare from his father, and spent his time fighting their rivals and patrolling the borders for any sign of trouble. Because of this, he learned quickly that, in order to be successful, one often had to fight in sway of what’s wanted, and began initiating that he and his little brother go on raids to thieve in the city. He was proud of what his family had become after a year or two of hard work, and he was just starting to get a hang of the pack life when he and Mikael went on the telltale raid: they got stuck in rain, so the two decided to stake out under a car in an abandoned lot. The next morning, however, when the two returned to the camp in the forest, they found their parents slaughtered, mercilessly ripped to pieces by the daemons that lived around them. After experiencing a sort of mental shift into a meek younger brother, Coyote had no choice but to lead the orphaned brothers in their fight against the daemons of the forest, working to avenge their parents amidst a world unknown.
Personality: Territorial, confident, protective of what’s close to him, inadvertently charming, loose, fiercely loyal
Physical condition: Large and muscular, but very in-control of his body, and can move like silent fluid when it’s needed
Distinguishable marks: Multiple scars from cuts and scrapes collected in the entirety of his lifetime thus far
Dress: Often whatever he can find; usually jeans and a wife beater, maybe an unbuttoned over shirt
Sense of humor: Existent and moderately thriving; he likes to joke, but his sense of humour is often dark and inappropriate
Temper: Not easily set off, but when he does get set off, he’s like a fucking tornado
Choice of entertainment: He likes hunting (both prey or daemons), or exploring the city, usually making Mikael tag along with him
Strengths: His loyalty and his sense of justice (however warped it can be)
Weakness: His aggression and his territorialism
Dexterity: High
Health: Moderate, high
Likes: Getting adrenaline rushes, killing daemons, hunting, spending time with his brother, sunny weather, running freely in wolf form, showing off
Dislikes: Daemons, seeing Mikael in pain, ignorance, weaknesses, the sight of blood when it’s someone he loves
Intelligence: Average
Charisma: Moderate, high
Powers:
- Can shift into a wolf at will
- Can walk, run, and attack in complete silence (especially in the dark)
- Can hear and track almost anything with a sound wave
Gear: A machete, and a small blanket that he always keeps hanging out of his pocket that his mother sew for him when he was just a pup
Zodiac sign: Taurus
Eyesight: Perfect in human form, but lacking in wolf form
Hearing: More than perfect
Special training: None
Mental illness: Has violent mood swings every so often, sometimes ending in way too much drinking or sobbing for hours on end about something that has happened; Mikael thinks that he’s being tempted into madness by a daemon, but he knocks the idea off as stupid.
Wolf Form:
Coyote Fun Facts:
- Like his brother, he has several wolf-like traits that stem from being in the form so often; however, unlike Mikael, his trait ‘tree’ is more inspired by the guttural instincts of a wolf, leading him to display characteristics such as baring his fangs and showing “touchy-feely” affection when grateful or apologetic.
- Since birth, even though he was born two years before Mikael, he is Coyote’s only loved one left, and even though the two often bicker and argue about this and the other, Coyote will do absolutely anything for his brother.
- He has a tendency to get more girls than his brother, albeit he hasn’t the slightest idea why.
- Coyote tends to curse MUCH more than his more cool-headed brother, and often when a raid doesn’t go the right way or something happened against his better judgment, he lets out a torrential river of violent Russian cursing.
- Coyote has an intense fear of water, especially rain; when it begins to thunder, he gets to the camp as fast as possible and refuses to go anywhere until the storms have passed.
- He can play the fiddle.
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