Post by Ollie.Lang on Jan 21, 2011 18:38:57 GMT -6
Oliver C. Lang
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FULL NAME. Oliver C. Lang
NICKNAMES. Ollie
AGE. 24
SPECIES. Shapeshifter
Clan/Pack N/A
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EYE COLOR. Mocha Brown
HAIR COLOR. Brown
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES.
Ollie is 6'5" tall and athletically built. He does not have buldging muscles but lean toned ones. His eyes may be brown but they are warm and inviting to look at. One thing that he does not really care about is what his hair looks like. Typically there is no sort of style to it. Only what he woke up with that morning. He has one tattoo on his right shoulder. It is of a raven that starts on the top of his shoulder and its wing goes down on his chest. It is in all black. On the opposite side of the tattoo on his left shoulder blade, he has a huge scar that he does not like going into details about how he aquired it.
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LIKES. Working out, sports, cigarettes, women. (He's rather a ladies man)
DISLIKES. Cigarettes, druggies, most humans.
STRENGTHS. Smart, cunning, strong.
WEAKNESSES. Introvert, mistrusting, jumps to conclusions easily.
FULL PERSONALITY.
Ollie is rather a nice person, once to get to know him that is. And of course you stand a better chance of getting to know him if you are not human. He does not trust many people but if you do get to that point he would die to protect you. Some days he can be on the introvert side especially if he is in a new area. His past has taught him to not trust everyone that claims to be his friend. This man can have a rather firey temper at times which can get the best of him at times. There is also a rather dark side to him that leads some people to believe he is dangerous. In some cases, they are wrong but other times they can be right. Only time will tell exactly how he will be around certain people.[/color][/font]
PARENTS.
Marek - Father - Dead
Lennon - Mother - Dead
SIBLINGS. None.
SIGNIFICANT OTHERS. No one as of now.
CHILDREN. None.
HISTORY. Not everyone gets to know this right away.
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YOUR NAME. Leah
YEARS OF EXPERIENCE. 7
CONTACT INFO. Pm.
ANYTHING ELSE.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE.
There was the smell of rain in the air. It clung heavily on every graying cloud over head. There were very few people walking the park that evening which was fine by him. Ollie's gaze had fallen to the ground beneath him. His head hung lowly. A cigarette was barely pinched between his fine lips. He was not even smoking it and just more or less going to waste. Thoughts were hanging heavily on his mind. Had he made the right choice to leave Michigan and come all the way out here leaving everyone and everything he knew far behind? A small sigh escaped his lips almost pushing the cigarette out of his grasp.
The first sign of rain finally made itself known as it splashed on his messy hair. He stopped walking for a moment and his eyes lifted towards the dark sky. There was a jerking motion at his right hand. He had almost forgot that he had taken Bing out with him. The large dog whimpered at him and looked at him with pleading eyes almost begging Ollie to keep walking. The dog knew that he did not want to be out in the rain. A smile trickled on his lips as he looked at his four legged companion.
"Come on Bing... I thought you were a pitty. Doesn't that mean you are supposed to be tough?" he questioned the brindle dog with a small laugh. He knew that Bing would not reply to him but he did not blame the dog for not wanting to be out in the rain. Drawing in a deep breath he let out another sigh and nodded towards his friend as if giving into the dog's demands. He jerked on the leash lightly and turned around to head back towards home. His eyes took in the landscape of the park remembering where he had to go to get back. Ollie was still quite new to this area but it would not take him long at all to learn his way around. Just that day his head was not completely thinking straight. He had let it wander a bit too much that evening and now he was slightly lost.
Either way, he started walking back the direction that he had come. Eventually, he would find his way. It did not bother him that much to be out past dark. Though his faithful pup might have a complaint or two.
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