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1 Is it over yet? on Fri Aug 02, 2013 4:35 pm

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Name: Rick James

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Requested Rank: Omega [Working up to Beta Male, see last paragraph of summary]

Pack: Braveheart


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Summary:

Rick looks like a strong, young, goodlooking, healthy male. He's got dark brown eyes, always clean shaven, and brown hair thats just long enough to stick up in the front. He stands at six foot one, and his wolf is ten foot six. His body is well toned, his arm muscles by far the most impressive. His only scar is a 3 lined gash along the backside of his left hip, from which he got as a present from an abusive father. His father was a pureblood, as well as his mother, and so is he. He got the scar a few months after his mother had been killed, his father had fell long off the deep end. He can usually be seen in jeans and a Button-Up T-Shirt with the long sleaves pushed up to his elbows.

Rick has a very short temper, and usually baits others into fights. He's good at holding a grudge, and usually avoids talking to others. He has a bad rep for something he didn't even do, but no one believed him when he pleaded not guilty. So he has a snarky additude and low respect for other packmembers. He stays in line just enough so that Alpha Gabriel can't kick him out, abides by taking care of his omega duties and running pety errands. When alone however he's rather nice, and tends to flirt with others.

Rick once had a very happy life. He had two amazing parents and one younger brother. They were all purebloods, lived alone up north in a lakeside cottage. Mom didn't change much, only just to travel to and from town. Rick, his father, and his brother changed frequently however. His father taught he and his brother to fight, having them spar against eachother to practice different techniques. Occasionally they would go on hunts, but they would always bring their catch back to the house for their mom to cook. They were monsters by blood, but that didn't mean they had to live like it. Or at least that was what their mom always said.

It was after one of their hunts, after their mother had sliced and cut the steaks, after their father had cooked them on the grill, and after a pleasant dinner full of laughs and jokes. The boys were finishing washing the dirty dishes, and their father was drinking a cold one while watching tv. Their mom had only been gone for a second, to get rid of the little pieces of meat scrap she hadn't used for dinner, when they suddenly heard her piercing scream. Rick dropped the plate he was drying and it shattered across the floor as he and his father raced outide, leaving his younger brother wide eyed next to the sink. There was 5 of them, full grown purebreds that were nearly twice the size of your average human body builder. By the time they reached her she was already dead, and his father went balistic. Rick watched, shocked as his father took out two of the men, swift and clean. Two other grabbed him, holding him in place as the 3rd began to pull his guts out. Rick snapped, jumping into action at the very last minute.

After they'd killed the rest of them, they'd returned to the house. Rick's brother was gone. They searched for him for years, but all their leads just turned to dead ends. His father eventually turned to a drunk, and he even became slightly abusive. Most of the time Rick just let it happen, knowing his father would stop and fall asleep on the couch. The bruises wouldn't hurt for long anyways, and would dissapear for a short while before replaced with new ones. But he'd only ever scarred Rick once when Rick had tried to take away his fathers alcohol for the night. Within the blink of an eye is father had phased his right hand all the way up to his elbow, using his wolf features to dig deep into Rick's back. Rick left him then, tending to his own wounds before setting out to look for his mothers murder, as well as his brothers captures.

More than a few years have past since then, and Rick has grown tired of the search. To bring it up would make Rick fast to anger, for he believes no one has any idea what he's going through. He doesn't even know if his brother has been killed, or if he's survived all these years. He resides within the Braveheart walls, serving as a low omega. He's being punished for critically injuring a packmate, but it hadn't been his fault. Rick had warned him, told him not to go there. But the wereling didn't listen, and now Rick has to pay the price. A pureblood as an omega. He's stuck with this rank for now, but he tries to show himself worthy so he may once again be a Beta Male

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"Tell me NOW" Rick snarled, his face only inches from the man infront of him. Rick had two fist fulls of the man's navy shirt, spattered with his own blood that gushed from his now broken nose. The man however just continued to chuckle and Rick's anger intensified. He snarled again, his fingernails forming into wolf claws as Rick slammed the man's head against the wall behind him, digging his claws into the mans chest as his head made contact with the back wall. "I swear to god you son of a bitch, if you don't tell me where he is I'll rip out your heart." His voice was slick with vengence, a dark promise he intended to keep. The man seemed a little dazed from having his head banged against the wall, but he still wore that increasingly annoying smile. "Even if i did tell you, my boss would kill me, if you didn't first." A spark lit up behind Rick's eyes, so there was a big man in charge.

The male swore under his breath, he'd let out a piece of information he'd meant to withhold. Rick brought his head down towards the male's face. "I need a name." His dark brown orbs gleamed with determination, but narrowed as the male spat at his face. Slowly Rick raised a hand, wiping the saliva from his face. He seemed to stare at it for a moment, then wiped his hand on the males shirt. He sighed, shaking his head once as he glanced at the male. Without a second glance both his hands tightened on the man's shoulders, nails digging in as he lifted him and easily tossed him across the abandoned warehouse. The male didn't have a chance to catch himself for his unpleasant landing, Rick had broken both his calves earlier. He twisted and landed in ways he shouldn't have, and Rick smiled for he knew he'd heard at least an arm break.

Rick sauntered over, enjoying how the male groaned and cursed as he tried to get up. Rick had thrown him upon a pile of rusty scraps of metal, the pieces cutting the male from where he'd landed. When Rick reached him, it was clear the male had had enough of him. Rick kept his distance, not giving the male a chance to lash out at him as he knelt down to eye level. "Now, are we ready to share a name?" Rick smiled, his hands together as if he was a buisness man getting ready to seal the deal of the year. "Go to hell." The male's voice was scratchy, and blood flew from his mouth as he spoke. Rick sighed again, clicking his tongue. He shook his head, reaching down to the silver dagger that was secured to his own ankle. Rick took it from it's sheath slowly, letting bits of light catch the shiny surface.

Blue orbs widened slightly as the male saw what Rick had retreived. Rick admired the weapon for a moment, glancing towards the male who had begun to look nervous instead of cocky. Good, Rick thought to himself.  The male had every reason to be afraid as Rick stood up, placing his feet carefully as he approached the man. An arm snatched out, latching onto Rick's wrist as he knelt close to the males head. Rick looked at the arm in distaste as he snapped it with ease, the wolf within him growlign with pleasure as the male snarled and began to curse Rick again. But Rick had grown bored and was tired of the males games. With ease he swiped the blade across the males neck, a fresh flow of blood forming. For an extra touch he dug his blade deep into the wound, stabbing clear through the esophogus. The Male began to choke on his own blood, the outer neck would already nearly healed, trapping the spew inside. Rick cleaned the blood again on the males shirt, placed the blade back in its sheath, and patted the males heaving chest before getting up.

"Looks like you'll beat me there."



Last edited by Rick James on Mon Aug 05, 2013 12:41 pm; edited 1 time in total (Reason for editing : Changes Requested by Alphess Teimhnin)

2 Re: Is it over yet? on Fri Aug 02, 2013 5:08 pm

Well, welcome Rick! It is wonderful to see new members joining out site, but there are a few things that must be done before you may join.

1. The human picture for your character has already been taken by the site owner and leader of Braveheart, Alpha Gabriel.

2. Elite Alexander is the Elite male of Braveheart, but you may work up to a different rank if you wish.

3. You may not say that you are already a part of the Braveheart pack, because you haven't been accepted yet. Also, you may not say you have hurt one of their members.

Please change these things and you will be accepted!


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3 Re: Is it over yet? on Mon Aug 05, 2013 12:31 pm

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Hmm I see... Well is there any way we could work it out so that my character does somehow get demoted? Even if it's me joining, then getting in trouble/getting demoted. That was kind of my main plot idea ._. Do you have anything in mind? If not I'll change it, as well as the two other issues.

4 Re: Is it over yet? on Mon Aug 05, 2013 1:36 pm

You may speak with Elite Alexander and he will direct you on what to do. Other than that you are Accepted!


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5 Re: Is it over yet? on Mon Aug 05, 2013 2:25 pm

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Alright Thanks! I'll shoot him a pm

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