Post by Lexy on Nov 16, 2008 5:43:22 GMT -6
Werewolf Application
Name: Duke Alexander Hastings
Werewolf Name(if any different):
Year of Human Birth: 1978
Year of Imprint:1987
Age(both at change and now): 30, but looks 21
Birthplace and place of residence currently: Dallas but now lives in New York
Creator: (name of the werewolf who imprinted on you)
Anastasia Singer
Avatar (the celebrity that represents you, if any): Robert Hoffman
Looks and Attire(picture optional):
Duke has short, chestnut brown hair that looks a bronze red in the sun. He's tall and is rather fit, having an athletic streak in him. When he smiles, it is easy to see his attravctive dimples, which enhance his young, but charming face.
Duke has hazel coloured eyes, that a slightly more green than brown, which shows the warmth of his smile.
Duke is rather well toned but also stands at an impressive 6'6"
As a wolf, Duke is rather built, with rippling muscles and thick black fur covering his body with flecks of chestnut brandishing his body.
Personality(at least a paragraph):
Duke is a bit of everything. He likes attention, so can often act like the class clown, he's a joker and has a strong sense of humor, he's entertaining and very shameless. Duke is fun to hang around, but when away from all the excitement he is quite smart and a deep thinker. He has a big heart and is very loyal. He always stands by what he belives and puts friends and family before popularity. Despite his unfortunate background, Duke tries to see the better side of things and refuses to mope too long on something, though sometimes he can't help it.
Strengths(no normal werewolf strengths): Duke can fight, both as a wolf and human, but rathers to try and avoid conflict and can usually talk his way out of a fight without having to swing a fist.
Weaknesses(and not just the moon): Sometimes looses his pretty stable composure as he still grieves about his fiance.
Powers: Has extremely quick reflexes, thanks to being both a werewolf and to improv dancing.
History: (at least 250 words)
Duke grew up as an only child, as his mother almost didn't survive his birth and was told that having any more children could kill her.
HIs father was a CEO of a major banking company, so Duke lived an almost spoilt, well off life.
Duke never took what he had for granted, and also worked every weekend at a fitness store.
Ever since he was about seven years old, Duke danced.
He now continues Tap, Break Dancing, Street Dancing and Jazz.
During his second last year of high school (being 16 years old), Duke met Anastasia Singer.
Not long after, the two became an item, and continued to date there afterwards.
Five years later, they got engaged, planning to marry the year after, but for the last few months he'd noticed the woman he loved was different.
She had always appeared beautiful to him, but she was even more attractive and she looked as if she was hiding something from him, which scared him.
After she accepted his proposal, Duke invited her home.
By the time they got to his room, she needed to tell him something.
After revealing she was a werewolf, Duke took awhile to accept it. He didn't believe her, but knew she wasn't crazy, or at least didn't want to believe that she was.
Still not believing her, Duke told her that he did, unable to bare the awkward tension between them.
Almost a month later, after work Duke was attacked by a large wolf.
He tried to run but wasn't quick enough.
The glossy, dark chocolate wolf bit him on the back of his neck, but then before it could tear him appart, Duke heard a loud gun shot before the mass of limbs, fangs and fur tumbled off of him, a growl like groan leaving it's canine lips as it limply hit the ground, it's dark eyes staring unseeingly.
Duke gaped as he recognised the eyes.
Anastasia.
Watching in horror as the body phased back into the corpse of the woman he was set to marry, Duke could barely breath.
Not only did she tell the truth, but she was gone forever.
Blood spilling out of her chest was a sight Duke never wanted to see, but he did.
"Stace?" He blurted, sitting up to pull her into his lap, her eyes gazing up at him unseeingly.
Sobbing Duke looked around to see the man who had shot her, his gun lowered, a frown on his face.
"You killed her!" Duke snarled, tears leaving tracks down his face.
"I did what I had to. She would have killed you"
"No, she wanted me to believe her, she didn't attack me! You killed her!!" Duke yelled, watching as the man turned and left, leaving Duke with his dead fiance.
Deciding he couldn't cope, Duke left Dallas and moved to New York, wanting to leave his past behind.
Sample/Past Roleplay: ((Do I still have to do this?))
Rule Word: Red Rose
((heh heh, I'm not obsessed or anything..... Hmmmmm))
Name: Duke Alexander Hastings
Werewolf Name(if any different):
Year of Human Birth: 1978
Year of Imprint:1987
Age(both at change and now): 30, but looks 21
Birthplace and place of residence currently: Dallas but now lives in New York
Creator: (name of the werewolf who imprinted on you)
Anastasia Singer
Avatar (the celebrity that represents you, if any): Robert Hoffman
Looks and Attire(picture optional):
Duke has short, chestnut brown hair that looks a bronze red in the sun. He's tall and is rather fit, having an athletic streak in him. When he smiles, it is easy to see his attravctive dimples, which enhance his young, but charming face.
Duke has hazel coloured eyes, that a slightly more green than brown, which shows the warmth of his smile.
Duke is rather well toned but also stands at an impressive 6'6"
As a wolf, Duke is rather built, with rippling muscles and thick black fur covering his body with flecks of chestnut brandishing his body.
Personality(at least a paragraph):
Duke is a bit of everything. He likes attention, so can often act like the class clown, he's a joker and has a strong sense of humor, he's entertaining and very shameless. Duke is fun to hang around, but when away from all the excitement he is quite smart and a deep thinker. He has a big heart and is very loyal. He always stands by what he belives and puts friends and family before popularity. Despite his unfortunate background, Duke tries to see the better side of things and refuses to mope too long on something, though sometimes he can't help it.
Strengths(no normal werewolf strengths): Duke can fight, both as a wolf and human, but rathers to try and avoid conflict and can usually talk his way out of a fight without having to swing a fist.
Weaknesses(and not just the moon): Sometimes looses his pretty stable composure as he still grieves about his fiance.
Powers: Has extremely quick reflexes, thanks to being both a werewolf and to improv dancing.
History: (at least 250 words)
Duke grew up as an only child, as his mother almost didn't survive his birth and was told that having any more children could kill her.
HIs father was a CEO of a major banking company, so Duke lived an almost spoilt, well off life.
Duke never took what he had for granted, and also worked every weekend at a fitness store.
Ever since he was about seven years old, Duke danced.
He now continues Tap, Break Dancing, Street Dancing and Jazz.
During his second last year of high school (being 16 years old), Duke met Anastasia Singer.
Not long after, the two became an item, and continued to date there afterwards.
Five years later, they got engaged, planning to marry the year after, but for the last few months he'd noticed the woman he loved was different.
She had always appeared beautiful to him, but she was even more attractive and she looked as if she was hiding something from him, which scared him.
After she accepted his proposal, Duke invited her home.
By the time they got to his room, she needed to tell him something.
After revealing she was a werewolf, Duke took awhile to accept it. He didn't believe her, but knew she wasn't crazy, or at least didn't want to believe that she was.
Still not believing her, Duke told her that he did, unable to bare the awkward tension between them.
Almost a month later, after work Duke was attacked by a large wolf.
He tried to run but wasn't quick enough.
The glossy, dark chocolate wolf bit him on the back of his neck, but then before it could tear him appart, Duke heard a loud gun shot before the mass of limbs, fangs and fur tumbled off of him, a growl like groan leaving it's canine lips as it limply hit the ground, it's dark eyes staring unseeingly.
Duke gaped as he recognised the eyes.
Anastasia.
Watching in horror as the body phased back into the corpse of the woman he was set to marry, Duke could barely breath.
Not only did she tell the truth, but she was gone forever.
Blood spilling out of her chest was a sight Duke never wanted to see, but he did.
"Stace?" He blurted, sitting up to pull her into his lap, her eyes gazing up at him unseeingly.
Sobbing Duke looked around to see the man who had shot her, his gun lowered, a frown on his face.
"You killed her!" Duke snarled, tears leaving tracks down his face.
"I did what I had to. She would have killed you"
"No, she wanted me to believe her, she didn't attack me! You killed her!!" Duke yelled, watching as the man turned and left, leaving Duke with his dead fiance.
Deciding he couldn't cope, Duke left Dallas and moved to New York, wanting to leave his past behind.
Sample/Past Roleplay: ((Do I still have to do this?))
Rule Word: Red Rose
((heh heh, I'm not obsessed or anything..... Hmmmmm))
