Name: Dr. Dante Arlain
Age: 23 (wolf years: 264)
Gender: Male
Requested Rank: Doctor
Pack: Venantium
Human photo:
Wolf Photo:
Joining Keys: Joining keys have been removed.. blah blah blah.. ~Ze Evil Alphess
Summary:
It wasn't what you'd expect. All those weird and corny werewolf movies were nothing but images on a TV screen. Put there for public entertainment. Or at least that's what he had been lead to think. Up until his sixteenth birthday. When on the night of the Halloween school dance he discovered just how real those movies were.
Dante hadn't been feeling all that well that day to start off. He'd chalked that up to the massive amount of pizza he'd eaten the previous night chugged down with a two liter of A&W. To have some time alone and get away from the noise of the crowd Dante had wandered off into the wooded park behind the school. That's when the tremors started. At first Dante had thought he was having to sort of fit but when his body began to morph and an inhuman growl rose from his throat.
To his great shock and horror he realized that there was a part of him he had never realized had been slumbering deep within him. In a fit of rage he tore apart the football teams captain. Who had unwittingly stumbled across him. Still furious he confronted his parents who at last revealed the secret of his heritage. They had kept it from him out of fear that he might have been static like a long distant uncle.
After hearing about other wolves he set out away from home to get away from his strained relationship with his parents. Visiting only on rare occasions to find that the tension between them has done little to ease over the years.
Example Post:
Dante sighed as he sat at the table silently reading the paper. When was some dumb human not getting his sausage shanked by some woman wielding a dull knife not wanting to be raped? Taking a drink of coffee he scowled realizing he had forgotten to put creamer in it.
You're a pussy left hand, Sharp growled harshly.
Dante scowled as he continued to read the paper "go suck a blow dart howler."
He looked up as his one mother's friend, Katherine, walked in wearing a tight fitting short red dress.
Katherine narrowed her eyes on him "well if it isn't Dante, tell me how those voices treating you, they still chasing away all possible dates."
Dante grinned at her the cup held only halfway to his mouth "Sorry unlike you if I wanted a date i'd just go to any bar and pick one up, excluding you and the fish smelling middle finger of yours."
Katherine gave him the middle finger "up yours Dante, I get more action then you could ever dream."
He lowered his cup back to the table faintly smiling.
She was making this far to easy.
Clasping his hands together in front of him he stared at her " all included are sweats, shakes, rashes, and a side order of Herpis."
In her case symptoms may vary, Sharp intoned bemusedly. Katherine turned and glared at him looking like she wanted to give him a prostate exam with the back side of a porcupine. He continued to grin at her just to piss her off all the more.
Dante glanced at his mother, Karen, as she walked in.
"One of these days Dante I'm going to be full up with you," Katherine growled turning away.
"If that were the case you'd be long gone out of my life tormenting someone else you fingerslut," Dante smirked staring at her. He chuckled as Karen slapped him in the arm propelling Katherine towards the door before it could spark into a full blown argument. Dante sat there listening intently as the door closed quietly behind them.
He chuckled softly shaking his head turning back to the paper.
Fingerslut, really? that's the best you could come up with? Sharp muttered.
"Shove off you mangy sewer dog, it was the first thing to come to mind," Dante growled scowling. Why did Sharp always think he knew everything? It was so annoying.
Age: 23 (wolf years: 264)
Gender: Male
Requested Rank: Doctor
Pack: Venantium
Human photo:
Wolf Photo:
Joining Keys: Joining keys have been removed.. blah blah blah.. ~Ze Evil Alphess
Summary:
It wasn't what you'd expect. All those weird and corny werewolf movies were nothing but images on a TV screen. Put there for public entertainment. Or at least that's what he had been lead to think. Up until his sixteenth birthday. When on the night of the Halloween school dance he discovered just how real those movies were.
Dante hadn't been feeling all that well that day to start off. He'd chalked that up to the massive amount of pizza he'd eaten the previous night chugged down with a two liter of A&W. To have some time alone and get away from the noise of the crowd Dante had wandered off into the wooded park behind the school. That's when the tremors started. At first Dante had thought he was having to sort of fit but when his body began to morph and an inhuman growl rose from his throat.
To his great shock and horror he realized that there was a part of him he had never realized had been slumbering deep within him. In a fit of rage he tore apart the football teams captain. Who had unwittingly stumbled across him. Still furious he confronted his parents who at last revealed the secret of his heritage. They had kept it from him out of fear that he might have been static like a long distant uncle.
After hearing about other wolves he set out away from home to get away from his strained relationship with his parents. Visiting only on rare occasions to find that the tension between them has done little to ease over the years.
Example Post:
Dante sighed as he sat at the table silently reading the paper. When was some dumb human not getting his sausage shanked by some woman wielding a dull knife not wanting to be raped? Taking a drink of coffee he scowled realizing he had forgotten to put creamer in it.
You're a pussy left hand, Sharp growled harshly.
Dante scowled as he continued to read the paper "go suck a blow dart howler."
He looked up as his one mother's friend, Katherine, walked in wearing a tight fitting short red dress.
Katherine narrowed her eyes on him "well if it isn't Dante, tell me how those voices treating you, they still chasing away all possible dates."
Dante grinned at her the cup held only halfway to his mouth "Sorry unlike you if I wanted a date i'd just go to any bar and pick one up, excluding you and the fish smelling middle finger of yours."
Katherine gave him the middle finger "up yours Dante, I get more action then you could ever dream."
He lowered his cup back to the table faintly smiling.
She was making this far to easy.
Clasping his hands together in front of him he stared at her " all included are sweats, shakes, rashes, and a side order of Herpis."
In her case symptoms may vary, Sharp intoned bemusedly. Katherine turned and glared at him looking like she wanted to give him a prostate exam with the back side of a porcupine. He continued to grin at her just to piss her off all the more.
Dante glanced at his mother, Karen, as she walked in.
"One of these days Dante I'm going to be full up with you," Katherine growled turning away.
"If that were the case you'd be long gone out of my life tormenting someone else you fingerslut," Dante smirked staring at her. He chuckled as Karen slapped him in the arm propelling Katherine towards the door before it could spark into a full blown argument. Dante sat there listening intently as the door closed quietly behind them.
He chuckled softly shaking his head turning back to the paper.
Fingerslut, really? that's the best you could come up with? Sharp muttered.
"Shove off you mangy sewer dog, it was the first thing to come to mind," Dante growled scowling. Why did Sharp always think he knew everything? It was so annoying.
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