Post by dodger on Jul 9, 2011 18:55:02 GMT -5
[/color][/font]I'VE BEEN RE-HYMENATED!
AND THAT, DUDE, WILL NOT ABIDE[/color]
It's not what I want. But what I want doesn't matter. This is the only way I know how to survive..
NAME Dodger Holt
AGE 23
DOB July 5, 1987
SPECIES Skinwalker
SEXUAL ORIENTATION Bi
ALLEGIANCE Himself
OCCUPATION Drifter
HOW DO YOU SLEEP AT NIGHT?[/color][/font]
ON SILK SHEETS, ROLLING NAKED IN MONEY[/color]
HAIR Brown
EYES Blue
PERSONAL STYLE Dodger wears what he can find most of the time when he's human, if given the choice it's a t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. Since he’s no money of his own or no home (yes he’s a tramp) the clothing he has is borrowed or stolen from various sources. He keeps his hair long and shaggy looking. Most of the time he can be found in dog form, wandering through cities and getting meals where he can, big puppy dog eyes helping in that, he's a yellow Labrador retriever and who doesn’t love a Lab?
PLAY BY Kevin Zegers
WE SHOULD HAVE ANGRY SEX[/color][/font]
DON'T OBJECTIFY ME. LET'S GO[/color]
LIKES
People who like dogs: He finds that those who like animals will lavish him in dog form with treats and affection.
Kids: Again good with the treats and affection. They also almost always drop food while eating it and free food is always appreciated.
Beef Jerky: High protein, low carbs, what a pooch craves.
Hanging his head out of car windows: He loves feeling the air rushing through his hair, dog form or not, occasional bug in the mouth or not.
Traveling: Dodger loves seeing new sights and new people, expanding his horizons as it were.
Rain: Good for a shower or a quick drink of water, the smell of it also calms him along with the sound of it.
DISLIKES
Vets: They want to give him shots and poke him in uncomfortable places.
Choke Chains: They hurt and cut off his oxygen supply.
Dog Catchers: It’s like the police for dogs with a jail you can’t really call to get bailed out of.
The Pound: Walking the green mile.
The idea someone might get him neutered: Uh, this explains itself.
People who prey on the innocent: Mostly to him this means children but can include good mothers too, he is eager (too eager) to deal with people who hurt children.
STRENGTHS
Moral Code: With Dodger this is complicated. He doesn’t see the world as a normal person would, perhaps falling to the monster that lives inside of him or making excuses to brush away his behavior.
Skinwalker: He’s got two masks to wear, a dog and a person, so if one is chased the other is convent. He also has the heightened senses of a dog in either form.
Stays Mobile: Dodger really never stays anywhere for to long, moving from town to town on his quest to see as much of the world as he can, rarely if ever going to the same place twice.
WEAKNESSES
Silver: A silver bullet through the heart or brain can kill him. Silver ropes can bind him and hold him. Silver against his bare skin burns and is a dead give away to his condition.
Antisocial Personality Disorder: Avoiding all the psychological mumbo jumbo I’ll sum it up for you. He has no issues killing people he feels need to be killed. These people include but are not limited to pedophiles, child abusers, those who harm mothers, and abusive parents. Where most people would have an issue with killing another person, good or evil, Dodger doesn’t, in fact he thinks he did the right thing and doesn’t loose any sleep over it at night. This is a big red flag to hunters, especially since he does what a skinwalker normally would, he eats his victim’s heart.
Children: Willing to accept the word of a child that they have an adult preying on them, this can be a problem since not all children are truthful, that could lead him to killing a parent who wasn’t harming their child, not that he would really feel bad about it since he would chalk it up to “you have to break a few eggs to make an omelet†but here again he’d probably have hunters on him for it, in this case more aggressively if they found out the person that he killed was a “good†person.
SPECIAL SKILLS Heightened senses, turns into a Labrador Retriever, Regenerative abilities
10 WORDS TO DESCRIBE YOU
Cold
Calculating
Sociopathic Tendencies
Judgmental
Logical
Mad
Violent
Actor
Free
Corrupt
WHO'S THE HOTTER PSYCHIC?[/color][/font]
PATRICIA ARQUETTE, JENNIFER LOVE HEWITT, OR YOU?[/color]
HOMETOWN Phoenix, AZ
PARENTS Unknown Father, Abigail Lewis, Mother
SIBLINGS none
SIGNIFICANT OTHER none
OFFSPRING none
HISTORY Taylor Lewis was born to a single mother and grew up in a normal, happy, mostly well adjusted home. He had to learn to take care of himself at a young age since his mother worked long hours. Being the skinny kid without two parents got him picked on at school which to a young mind can sometimes have a devastating effect. It started small, a bird here, a mouse there, killing things smaller than him in order to assert his dominance over something living. He was good at covering up his tracks, never keeping a mass grave even when he upgraded to the neighborhood cats (funny thing is he never went after the dogs).
At twelve his mother did something she never should have, she started telling him the harsh reality of the cases she worked with everyday. That started him thinking about how cruel the world was and fueled by his love of comics and superheroes he dreamed of some day being able to right all the wrongs his mother told him of. He also hated her because his dreams at night were filled with children asking him for help for which he could give none. Thus his spiral down continued.
After graduating high school he went on to attend a community college, attending part time and working full time in a local grocery store. One night as he was closing up the store he was jumped by a Doberman and bit. The next day the pack came and took him out of his home, explaining to him that he was now a skinwalker and would be moving in with a family as a sleeper agent of sorts, when the Alpha skinwalker gave the word he’d have to rise up, bit the family, and they would be skinwalkers too.
Dodger, being the sort who didn’t like being told what to do, and with the conviction that he would not hurt a child, did the only thing he could do, he hit the road and quickly put as many miles between himself and the pack who might hunt him down and kill him for his desertion. He hated what they were doing to innocent families but he also knew he was horribly out numbered and did value his own neck, for without it how would he get to do the good work his gifts would now allow him to do?
ARE YOU HUMMING METALLICA?[/color][/font]
IT CALMS ME DOWN[/color]
YOUR NAME/ALIAS Whiskey
RP EXPERIENCE Loads
OTHER CHARACTERS Whiskey and Ruby
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
Looking at the children at the park you’d think nothing of the sight, a big yellow lab with his tongue hanging out happily, drips of salvia hitting the ground from it, tail wagging even though children tug at it and his ears. To watch the scene you’d think the dog was the best dog in the world, an owner’s dream, intelligent beyond reason. The children would yell various commands at it such as “sitâ€, “roll overâ€, “begâ€, “speak “ and the dog followed each one without a hesitation, as if he’d been taught each trick by a master trainer, living to please his little audience. His payment for this display were shared snacks from the children, each loving the affection each treat given to him would bring. Dodger had been hanging around this poorer neighborhood’s park for a few weeks now, having learned from past experiences that dog catchers, skittish parents, and skinwalker packs weren’t around these parts of town. He also knew that parents were less likely to try to keep him, most were struggling to get by and a four legged friend would be something they could not afford. So poorer neighborhoods were generally better for Dodger to frequent while in towns; also they had a higher instance of his favored meal, the hearts of child molesters.
On that note, he had noticed a child who was standoffish, silent, quiet, all signs he knew too well, so that night he followed the child and it’s mother home, unseen, stalking them in the shadows to the trailer they lived in. They were part of a group of migrant workers, the small child the only in the home of ten adults, all of them living in a three bedroom trailer, typical for undocumented workers. As the night wore on he saw what he was waiting for, one adult stumbling out of the child’s room, pulling up his pants, and moving outside to put a cigarette between his lips, it really was too easy for the skinwalker.
The next day would find Dodger hitching his way out of town, eyes squinting against the glare of the sun, as he held his thumb out for a ride. That beast in him was now biding it’s time, satisfied with the meal it had last night, sure the next black heard would be just as tasty in the next town over.
On that note, he had noticed a child who was standoffish, silent, quiet, all signs he knew too well, so that night he followed the child and it’s mother home, unseen, stalking them in the shadows to the trailer they lived in. They were part of a group of migrant workers, the small child the only in the home of ten adults, all of them living in a three bedroom trailer, typical for undocumented workers. As the night wore on he saw what he was waiting for, one adult stumbling out of the child’s room, pulling up his pants, and moving outside to put a cigarette between his lips, it really was too easy for the skinwalker.
The next day would find Dodger hitching his way out of town, eyes squinting against the glare of the sun, as he held his thumb out for a ride. That beast in him was now biding it’s time, satisfied with the meal it had last night, sure the next black heard would be just as tasty in the next town over.
IS IT BECAUSE OF MY PERKY NIPPLES?
[/color][/font]GIVE CREDIT WHERE CREDIT'S DUE, KAY? THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE
BY CATE (AKA GIRL TALKK OF CAUTION AND RC&R. SO DON'T
STEAL IT FROM HER, OKAY? TEMPLATE WAS MADE SPECIFICALLY FOR
GOOD AND GREAT. SECTION TITLES ARE QUOTES TAKEN FROM THE MOST
AWESOME SHOW EVER, SUPERNATURAL.[/color][/CENTER][/BLOCKQUOTE][/BLOCKQUOTE]
