Post by tobias john ingram on Aug 27, 2011 3:48:13 GMT -5
( TOBIASjohnINGRAM !? )
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{[/color] HELLO HELLO BABY[/b][/color]
you called i can’t hear a thing i have got not service in the club you see
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full name. Tobias John Ingram
nicknames. Occasionally Toby, but he hates it
gender. male
birthday. May 12
candles. 21
orientation. Heterosexual
occupation. bar back/bus boy at Hunter's Moon
member group. werewolf
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[/color] WHAT WHAT DID YOU SAY[/b][/color]are you breaking up on me sorry i cannot hear you i’m kinda busy
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other important stuff.
Tobias here was born and raised in upstate New York, leading a perfectly ordinary mundane life along with two loving parents and an older sister. Their small home was situated on 10 acres of land, encompassing parts of a lovely forest and small lake. His father, a skilled mechanic, owned and operated an auto repair shop in the near by town, with the assistance of his mother. While not exactly poor, they weren't rich either, but he led a comfortable life. With high school long since over, he was nearly finished getting his degree in auto mechanics from the local community college, with every intent on some day taking over his father's shop.
This wasn't to happen, unfortunately. While walking home through the forest after a lazy day of fishing by the lake, he was attacked by a wolf; there was no mistaking it. He managed to fend the beast off with the filet knife he carried, but not before it managed to bite his arm and leave several scratches across his neck and chest. Not too terribly wounded, he was able to make it home and to the hospital. He was released the next day, bandaged but alive.
It was during the coming weeks that he began to notice unsettling changes in his behavior. Small things sent him into terrifying rages, he showed a distinct aversion to certain pieces of his mother's or sister's jewelry, and he began to crave red meat. Most disturbing was the anger, something so very out of character for him. It culminated in disaster one afternoon before the full moon, when he was in the garage with his father. His father said something off handedly, and Tobias snapped, becoming so furious he blacked out. When he came too, he was on top of his father, beating him senseless. Shocked and ashamed, he fled into the woods, pacing anxiously until night fell. His first transformation was incredibly painful, terror and confusion warring with his mind until he lost control completely. When he shifted back at sunrise, clothing torn and bloody, he knew that whatever was happening to him made it unsafe for him to be around his family any longer. He snuck back into his home in the wee hours of the morning, filled a duffle bag with clothes, and took the first bus to New York City.
Pulling together his meager savings, he's begun living in a miserable one-room apartment in Brooklyn. While still very unsure about officially joining the local wolf pack, the owners of the Hunter's Moon have taken pity on him and given him a job working as both the bar back and bus boy. He has slowly begun learning about what being a werewolf means, though he is still unfamiliar with downworld and those who inhabit it.
Personality wise, Tobias is very much a 'go with the flow' sort of guy. He is a peaceful sort, and not a fan of violence, though he will most definitely act if a friend or family member is threatened. That said, he is extremely loyal, and holds those he trusts dear. He does not act without first thinking over a decision, and he has a tendency to be very practical. He is stubborn, though his dislike of arguments leads him to give in easily. A straight shooter and honest to a fault, he's not one to get up to trouble, and he's far more likely to convince others not to go through with such things. He craves order and resists change; this whole 'you're suddenly a werewolf in New York City' thing has thoroughly freaked him out.
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[/color] JUST A SECOND[/b][/color]it’s my favorite song they’re gonna play and i cannot text you with a drink in my hand eh
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name/alias. Ser!
experience. 6-7 years
factoid. I love video games!
codeword. ADMIN EDIT.
sample.See Arianna!
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[/justify]This character application was made by danger (aka pixified of caution 2.0). The lyrics are from the song “telephone”, which belongs to Lady Gaga. I don’t claim those. But all the rest is mine. Just because I didn’t post it on caution doesn’t make it not mine. Do not remove or edit this credit under any circumstances. Just don’t. I really don’t want to have to dig my shotgun out of the closet and come hunt you down for stealing all of my hard work.
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