Post by swagmonster on Nov 21, 2011 7:52:18 GMT -5
---- THE BASICS[/b][/font]
Name: Marcus Hood*[/font]
Aliases: ---*
Age: 18*
Height: 6'5*
Weight: 175Ibs*
Species: Werewolf*
Played By: 50 Cent*
Appearance*[/font]
[/font]Marcus stands at perfectly at 6'5. His clothes usually stay the same; long baggy Tee-shirts with baggy jeans. Depending on the weather, people can see Marcus in different variations of leather jackets. These colors can range from, black, red, and even blue. Marcus enjoys all colors, and wears them with ultimate style and flare. On top of his head would either be a Do-rag or a hat, maybe even both if you catch him on the right day. These items too change in color, usual to color coordinate with the outfit he chose to sporting that day. Underneath the hat and Do-rag, Marcus remains very clean cut. Always keeping a fresh hair-cut, while making sure the hair on his face remains even. Appearance means a lot to him, you never know who's looking right?
Personality*[/font]
Being a Werewolf by nature; Marcus can and most likely will always be extremely aggressive when angered, but this doesn't mean he can't be cool and relaxed. Most of the time he's just that, the guy that can pick up a conversation with anyone. No matter the race, gender, or species... Marcus is also extremely blunt, and will most likely always get straight to the point, he'll never pussy foot around a answer even when he knows it'll upset a person. With the blood of a werewolf coursing through his vain's, Marcus feels the greatest pride a person can retrieve from his heritage. He believes and truly feels; werewolves are the dominate and ultimately stronger species, but he doesn't go around saying so. He rather let his actions speak for himself, with or without a full moon.
Abilities*[/font]
- Enhanced Strength* Being a Werewolf; Marcus possesses phenomenal amounts of strength . But compared to his natural enemies; Vampires, this is nothing but a human against a lion. Marcus can easily left +300 plus pounds more than a average bodybuilder, but he keeps his amazing gift hidden. He doesn't need, or want "normal" people to know of what he truly is capable of.
- Super Speed* Being of supernatural origin, Marcus possesses amazing speed, much faster than the human eye can keep up with. When moving, it instantly looks as if Marcus has quickly vanished. At least to normal human eyes, but other supernatural beings should have little to no problem keeping up with this godlike speed.
- Super Agility* Werewolves have the ability to move with amazing agility. They can easily jump higher than Vampires and climb faster than vampires. This, along with the deadly bite of Werewolves gives the a small advantage within battle with a Vampire, but this advantage is nothing to forget about. If needed, Marcus can crouch down like a animal and move along, much faster this way.
- Rage* When Marcus becomes enraged; it doesn't matter what the circumstance. He's power and abilities as a Werewolf drastically increase with great haste, almost instantly. He's strength becomes unbelievable, he'll be able to pick up, and easily throw a object 500+ pounds. If a Vampire causes this rage, he'll lose control over his body and attack like a savage wolf on the hunt. This is a hidden weapon used when battling against another Vampire, but it's unpredictable and somewhat unreliable.
- Heightened Senses* Being a type of Canine; Marcus has gained the best abilities within each species of Canine. His smell is amazing; Marcus is capable of smelling a single drop of blood within a 10 meter radius. His sight is better than perfect, 20 - 20 vision is a major understatement, Marcus sees like a Hawk with great detail and crystal clear vision. His taste is also enhanced, he can easily taste every seasoning within a type of meat, but this also increases his weakness to wolfsbane for it takes effect almost instantly upon touching his tongue. His best quality has to be his hearing, capable of hearing almost anything within a half a mile; it's almost impossible to sneak up on Marcus.
- Accelerated Healing*
[/li][li]Durability*[/color] Stamina within a fight is one of Marcus strong points, but this ability just doesn't help when in the middle of combat. If by some luck, the enemy caught Marcus and tried to torture by normal human means, and even some Supernatural means. He would be able to withstand a great deal of damage without breaking his resolve, but how long can this last? Even he doesn't know the answer to this question.
[/li][li]Werewolf Bite*[/color] The ultimate weapon within a Werewolves possession that could serious hurt a Vampire, and ultimately leading up to there death. But with such great effect, comes a even greater drawback; the bite is only powerful and effective in the middle of transformation or post-transformation. Other than that, it's just another normal human bite, which Vampires can heal just like a normal wound.
[/li][li]Lie Detection*[/color]Using his enhanced senses; Marcus can easily tell when a living thing is lying or not. Smelling the air, Marcus can catch the faint scent of deception. And with his hearing, he can pick up the sound of a racing heart; the heart of someone attempting to hide something of great importance.
[/li][li]Shape-Shifting*[/color] When under the glow of the full moon, Marcus quickly losses control over himself and transform into a blood-crazed Werewolf. His abilities are increased tenfold, giving him more than enough power to take down and kill even the strongest of Vampires. One massive drawback is that the transformation is long and painful, and each time it feels as if he's on Deaths doorstep. The last is, Marcus has no control over himself at all after the transformation is finished. He'll smell the air; picking up any scent from the nearest Vampire and go after it wanting nothing more but to end it's life. When faced with a human victim, Marcus will usually ignore them, only if a Vampire is close enough to fed his hunger, but if they're not... No promises can be made.[/li][/ul][/blockquote][/blockquote][/font]
Weaknesses*[/font]
- Wolfsbane*
- The Device*
- Magic*
- Heart Extraction*
---- HISTORY[/b][/font]
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]Marcus was born and Raised in Seattle, Washington. He lived with his Mom and Older Brother in the downtown section of the city. Marcus had no idea of the cruse coursing through his vain's, his mom didn't know also. After a drunken night within a bar, some things happened and nine months later Marcus popped up. His Mom attempted to find the man she strongly believed to be his father, but he was no where to be found, the man was just a simple tourist. Growing up, Marcus's life was relativity normal, they had a steady income so living with comfort was within there reach. But as he got older, bigger, and stronger, Marcus and his Older Brother started exploring and found the path of a gang member at the fragile age of 13.
Spending more time in the streets than at home, the older men and boys Marcus and his Older Brother called "friends" taught them everything they knew about the streets. How to rob someone quickly, how to hustle, and how to even sell drugs. The other gang members they were constantly sent Marcus and his Older Brother to go sell something. Sometimes this would be drugs, or illegal firearms. The two had no choice but to learn how to handle a gun, the life style they choice to live was a dangerous one; one where a man could die any moment of any day if his guard is dropped even for a second. These runs would go perfectly, Marcus sold the merchandise, and his Brother collected the cash. The people they sold to never thought about double crossing the two young boys, for they knew heat was being packed within their clothes. This lifestyle lasted for three years until one faithful night...
After a night of running the streets, and having a good time while doing so. Marcus and his Brother stood at a lone bus-stop at night. It was late, around 3:00AM, the streets were never empty in Seattle, but this night, they were. A lone car slowly drove by the two with the headlights turned down low, almost completely off. The car was some type of SUV with very tinted windows, no one could see, and the passengers inside would easily have the same dilemma. The car stopped right in front of them while the pitch black windows rose down. The colors the passengers wore instantly told them the group was a local rival game, but Marcus and his brother didn't scare at all, they stood there ground like real men. They exchanged words, and suddenly things quickly went downhill... Gang hand gestures began filling the air as words of hate were being spoken from both parties. Five men exited the car, ready to fight Marcus and his Brother, the two knew this was a fight they couldn't win, and they didn't want to risk a gun shot at this time a night, so the two simple ran down a lone ally with the five men close behind them.
Heavy footsteps hit the hard ground as Marcus and his Brother hopped over fences, ran on top of cars and even ran through a few houses with front and back doors. After a little more than a hour of running, himself and his brother found a safe place to hide and rest. But not for long, as two of the five men found them, ready to finish the job with pocket knives out ready to attack. Running was out the question now, Marcus had no choice but to fight, so that was exactly what he did alongside with his brother. The fight was bloody and savage, bodies thrown within the wet ground, while both groups scrambled for the knifes whenever they were dropped. Luckily for Marcus, he was much bigger than the guy he was fighting, so getting the knife was almost easy for him. The man would jump on top of him, and attempt to thrust the small pocket blade into his stomach while throwing swift jabs to the face of Marcus. Things were looking bad for himself and his brother...
Rolling over to his side, he throw the man off from on top of him, and was now the one of top who was throwing the punches. Each punch he throw echoed throw the ally way, it the obvious the man couldn't fight anymore for his face was covered in blood and dead motionless. His brother would appear from behind him and stop Marcus from throwing another punch, but as Marcus stopped. They both noticed a puddle of blood coming from the man, the knife was impaled right into his side. He was dead almost instantly... Upon seeing this, something triggered within Marcus. His eyes turned a tint yellow, while Canine type fangs erupted from his mouth. His Brother took a step back as his eyes caught what was happening, but this didn't last long. It's like something within Marcus was being awaken...
A few months later, Marcus felt amazingly strong. He walked around with his head held high, and came to a quick decision to stop living this thug lifestyle. The other members didn't like this, they tried to stop him using force, but Marcus was... Different after that day he accidentally killed that man. He easily, and quickly took down anyone that stood in his way and simply left afterwards. A little later that day, he's body began to ache as if something was trying to escape from within him. As the day went on, and the moon moved higher within the sky, the more intense the pain became, until it became to much to handle. Marcus felt his body changing, his bone structure changing every second. Running into the nearest ally, with amazing speed; faster than the human eye can keep up with he throw himself within a dumpster screaming and flailing around as his body went through the change of a life time... The next morning he found himself in a park, naked, tired, and bloody... Something told him to turn to the news, and when he did that. He saw five animal type murders in the same area he was in last night. Marcus quickly put the pieces together, he needed answers and quickly.
Another three years would pass and Marcus would have no choice but to leave home upon learning about the blood within his body. He was a werewolf; a creature of legend. The full moons triggered the transformation, which was something he couldn't control. Upon transforming, Marcus attacked, and had no idea on the events that took place the night before. Upon doing more research, he came upon a place known as Mystic Falls, Virginia. This place is said to have other... Werewolves and Supernatural creatures, but he needed to go, it was like his calling. The journey to Virginia wasn't a easy one, Marcus learned more about himself and his natural enemy along the way; Vampires. He transformed a total of 12 times before actually making it to Mystic Falls, and each time became a little easier, but the pain is something that can't be explained Mid-Transformation and even Post-Transformation... His new life begins now! Could he live along other Supernatural beings? Would he be accepted for what he is? Only time could answer these questions.
---- ROLE-PLAY SAMPLE[/b][/font]
On he's knees, Tears seemed to find away out of his eyes, they slowly ran down his face. The Voices were so loud, Tousen's head felt like it could split in two any second now. He turned his vision up towards the faceless shadows, with loud voices running in and out his head, Tousen locked his vision on his sword out in front of him a good arm lengths away. "I...Gotta...Fight...Back!" He said with a raspy voice. The tears coming from his eyes began hitting the black floor underneath him. He wasn't crying from the sheer physical pain, Tousen was crying because he couldn't protect his little brother. As he thought about not protecting Tyson, Tousen found himself back the day his little brother died. This time he wasn't holding him, Tousen was standing over him with his sword going right through Tyson's chest. Tousen could say nothing, he just watched the unbelievable event, and felt the sadness leave and the rage enter."I'LL NEVER GIVE UP! I'LL DO WHATEVER I NEED TO SAVE HIM!!!"
The Tousen standing over Tyson slowly turned his head to face the real Tousen in the corner watching this crazy event. Slowly, the evil Tousen began walking towards the real one with crimson eyes. Tousen couldn't help but look in them, once he did, he felt himself feel a sense of acceptance over the cursed blood that ran through him. "You're fuckin' weak!" The evil Tousen yelled with a echo that stayed in the real Tousen's head sending him back to the pure white room. His head still throbbed from the evil voices telling him to do evil things, but he quickly got over the pain. He realized he was back in the deepest part of his mind, the only shred of humanity he had left, "The Good Part". "How am I back here...?" Tousen asked himself standing up quickly. Suddenly, right infront of him, Tousen noticed his evil self standing right in front of him with the same red eyes. The evil Tousen started walking over to the real one with a bloody laugh, but the real Tousen held his ground and didn't move."Who the fuck are you! You can't be me! I would never hurt my little brother!!!"
The Real Tousen yelled out the top of his lungs, as his eyes began changing colors again this time much faster and frequent. "You're a idot! Accept this power and kill your enemy's!" The Evil Tousen would say stopping dead in his tracks about five feet away from the real Tousen. "What are you talkin' about! Why would I wanna use the power of something so evil!" The Real Tousen said pointing a finger out his evil self. He tried to talk and fight off the blood-lust all at once, but it wasn't working out to will for Tousen. He felt himself slipping in and out of self-control and pure rage. It was getting to the point where he had to learn how to control the curse or keep it sealed up for good. The Evil Tousen skillful sheathed his sword, spinning it around his fingers before throwing it behind his back where the sheathe was located, he would start talking right after doing so. "You wounder why you lose control over yourself? It's because you keep all this bull-shit bottled up! You need to just release it!" The evil Tousen said with a type of joking voice, maybe Tousen wasn't as evil as he thought? Maybe he was just misguided...?"What is h-....I mean what am I talkin' about? Can I really control this..?"
Outside in the real-world, Chaos Tousen would skillfully ducked under the punch and throw a counter one of his own, his goal was to hit her in the stomach and send his friend flying. Tousen knew not to underestimate Kyandi, for she was a tricking one even when totally bugged out. Tousen's punch wouldn't quit hit the mark, for his friend was able to block it with her arm which was a very risky move. The force from the massive blow would send the girl flying into a bed of rocks crushing them upon contact. Without hesitation Tousen would dash at her with sluggish movement, and eyes full of blood-lust and Kyandi would do the same. As the two berserkers ran at each other, Kyandi threw yet another punch. Tousen, with perfect footing leaned over to the left and let her fist hit nothing but air, but as he dodged he noticed she was switching up her position to go for another attack. Letting out a bloody laugh, Tousen simply jumped over her head as she was in transition for the second attack. Over her head, he would surly dodge the attack, but that wasn't the true goal here, he wanted to draw more blood. Cupping both his fists together, Tousen would hit the ground with the force of a meteor aimed for a few feet away from his friend. The technique would pick up even more debris, and his long term friend was right in the cross-hairs.
---- THE PLAYER[/b][/font]
- Alias: HopsinRAW or Marcus*
- RP Experience:
[/li][li]Contact:[/b] Skype: Rej3ct4Life[/li][/ul][/blockquote][/blockquote][/font]
