Post by Administrator on Aug 4, 2011 10:13:21 GMT -4
Your name: Bailee//Izzy
Character's Name: Dylan James Hunt
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Vampire Age: N/A
Category: Werewolf
Character History: Dylan's parents were both born and raised in La Push, Washington. Dylan was born there and lived there for the first three years of his life before his acting career began and the family moved to Los Angeles. Dylan continued acting and began and on and off relationship with the famous singer, Casey Asher. When Casey "mysteriously" disappeared Dylan's agent thought it would be a good idea for him to move home for a few months to "mourn". When Dylan moved back to La Push he came across a few vampires and phased a few weeks after. Now, he's stuck in Washington and not happy about it.
Character Appearance: Dylan has tan skin like any other Quileute. He has dark brown/black hair that he keeps short. He's tall and muscular, due to the phase although he likes to believe otherwise.
Strengths/Weaknesses:
Strengths:
Charming
Smart
Fast
Weaknesses:
Woman
Selfish
Unable to come to terms with the fact that he's a werewolf.
Personality: Dylan is very Hollywood. He doesn't want to believe that he's stuck in La Push for the rest of his life because he can't control his anger long enough to control the phasing. He's smart enough to understand that he can't go back to Hollywood like this. He can be very selfish, but that's just because he spent seventeen years of his life being told he could have whatever he wanted. He's very charming and uses that to his advantage. He can be a bit of a womanizer, but lately he's decided to stay away from the female population of La Push.
Dylan loves cars. He could tell you any simple fact about them. He spent most of his time in Hollywood, when he wasn't acting, rebuilding old muscle cars with his dad. He's also very athletic. He likes to run and plays sports. He's smart, and graduated early from High School even after only being tutored once a day for three hours. He loves to laugh and would spend time with any person who could make that happen. All together he can be a really sweet guy, he just chooses to hide that with egotistical comments and actions.
How is your character related to the story?: Dylan is a werewolf in La Push. He'll most likely be spending a lot of time with Sam trying to control his phasing.
Sample of your RP-ing skills: Dylan sighed and began running as soon as his feet hit the pavement of the road outside of his house. Really it was his grandfather's house and he was getting tired of the old man staring at him as if he knew all of his deepest secrets. That thought was extremely unnerving for him. His feet pounded the pavement beneath him and his breath came out in short huffs. This feeling is what he lived for lately. Being in control of things, and running. Sometimes he liked to pretend that he was running all the way back to Hollywood. The only place he really felt like he belonged before now. He knew that it wasn't a good idea for him to go back. Would anyone be as accepting if they knew he was a monster? He highly doubted it.
Dylan sighed and slowed his pace to a walk, he stretched his arms and glanced around. The town really wasn't that bad. It hadn't changed in the sixteen years it had been since he lived there. There were more people, he didn't recognize, but the truth was they could've been around back when he lived here and he wouldn't tell the difference. After all he had been seven since the last time he visited and everything in his grandfather's house was still in the same place. That bothered him slightly. Dylan believed in organized mess. Everything in his apartment back in L.A was thrown around, but he knew exactly where everything was.
He sighed and decided now would be as good of a time as any to turn back. He turned around and began to run back to the small two story house. He really should remember to thank his grandfather for even considering letting him stay with him. It had been twelve years since Dylan even thought about the older man. He felt a slight pang of guilt at that, but at least he was making up for lost time now. He walked up the stairs and inside, sending a bright smile to the older man who was sitting on the porch. Yeah, he'd make things better again.
Character's Name: Dylan James Hunt
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Vampire Age: N/A
Category: Werewolf
Character History: Dylan's parents were both born and raised in La Push, Washington. Dylan was born there and lived there for the first three years of his life before his acting career began and the family moved to Los Angeles. Dylan continued acting and began and on and off relationship with the famous singer, Casey Asher. When Casey "mysteriously" disappeared Dylan's agent thought it would be a good idea for him to move home for a few months to "mourn". When Dylan moved back to La Push he came across a few vampires and phased a few weeks after. Now, he's stuck in Washington and not happy about it.
Character Appearance: Dylan has tan skin like any other Quileute. He has dark brown/black hair that he keeps short. He's tall and muscular, due to the phase although he likes to believe otherwise.
Strengths/Weaknesses:
Strengths:
Charming
Smart
Fast
Weaknesses:
Woman
Selfish
Unable to come to terms with the fact that he's a werewolf.
Personality: Dylan is very Hollywood. He doesn't want to believe that he's stuck in La Push for the rest of his life because he can't control his anger long enough to control the phasing. He's smart enough to understand that he can't go back to Hollywood like this. He can be very selfish, but that's just because he spent seventeen years of his life being told he could have whatever he wanted. He's very charming and uses that to his advantage. He can be a bit of a womanizer, but lately he's decided to stay away from the female population of La Push.
Dylan loves cars. He could tell you any simple fact about them. He spent most of his time in Hollywood, when he wasn't acting, rebuilding old muscle cars with his dad. He's also very athletic. He likes to run and plays sports. He's smart, and graduated early from High School even after only being tutored once a day for three hours. He loves to laugh and would spend time with any person who could make that happen. All together he can be a really sweet guy, he just chooses to hide that with egotistical comments and actions.
How is your character related to the story?: Dylan is a werewolf in La Push. He'll most likely be spending a lot of time with Sam trying to control his phasing.
Sample of your RP-ing skills: Dylan sighed and began running as soon as his feet hit the pavement of the road outside of his house. Really it was his grandfather's house and he was getting tired of the old man staring at him as if he knew all of his deepest secrets. That thought was extremely unnerving for him. His feet pounded the pavement beneath him and his breath came out in short huffs. This feeling is what he lived for lately. Being in control of things, and running. Sometimes he liked to pretend that he was running all the way back to Hollywood. The only place he really felt like he belonged before now. He knew that it wasn't a good idea for him to go back. Would anyone be as accepting if they knew he was a monster? He highly doubted it.
Dylan sighed and slowed his pace to a walk, he stretched his arms and glanced around. The town really wasn't that bad. It hadn't changed in the sixteen years it had been since he lived there. There were more people, he didn't recognize, but the truth was they could've been around back when he lived here and he wouldn't tell the difference. After all he had been seven since the last time he visited and everything in his grandfather's house was still in the same place. That bothered him slightly. Dylan believed in organized mess. Everything in his apartment back in L.A was thrown around, but he knew exactly where everything was.
He sighed and decided now would be as good of a time as any to turn back. He turned around and began to run back to the small two story house. He really should remember to thank his grandfather for even considering letting him stay with him. It had been twelve years since Dylan even thought about the older man. He felt a slight pang of guilt at that, but at least he was making up for lost time now. He walked up the stairs and inside, sending a bright smile to the older man who was sitting on the porch. Yeah, he'd make things better again.
