Post by axelle on Jul 7, 2011 2:59:10 GMT 1
Playby: James Marsters
Name: Axelle Wolfe
Age: 318/23
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Bi-sexual
Species: Lycan
Physical Description: Axelle generally keeps his hair cut to along his ears in a messy look. The brown strands looking almost as if he had just climbed out of bed or someone had ran their fingers through it. He stands at six foot two inches and weights in about two hundred and ninety pounds. His skin is pretty pale even for human and werewolf standards. He prefers to wear suits of all different colors and styles but sometimes he does dress down. He has quite a few scars hidden underneath. A few claw marks from fighting with other werewolves, some along his back chest and legs.
Attitude: His attitude is taken with confidence and wickedness. He enjoys life to the fullest and fights for what he likes. He has a temper that is quite strong and he generally feels it deeply. He rarely holds his tongue and is quite a lady's man when he wishes to be. He can be taken places and charms quite a bit of people all while he is getting what he wants. As the saying goes you are shown the right and don't see what the left is doing. He is quite intelligent and enjoys putting it into play.
Abilities: In human form he is quite strong being stronger than the average man, fast healing rate, and has heightened senses. In wolf form he is stronger than six men maybe more but who knows since you really only need to beat the crap out of someone. His healing rate is very fast and he uses it to his advantage, heightened senses, and can sense other wolves. He can also force a shift and keep from shifting as well. His weaknesses are vampire blood. If consumed in great quantity, the werewolf will die, silver, and heightened emotions.
History: Axelle was born to a poor family and hated every moment of it. Out of all the members of his small family though he had loved his sister. He protected her more than anything in this world. She being older didn't matter to him for he still acted like the older brother. When he had found out at sixteen of her murder or supposed murder he had gone downhill.
He had walked around hunting for the murderers and having come out with only dead ends he had nearly given up until he had been given a chance once more. He didn't realize there had been a chance when he walked along the moonlit streets and was attacked by a wolf. He had taken the only thing that had a sharp point and shoved it into the wolf's eye and the wolf had ran off. It had been his silver dagger pendant that his sister had given him.
He finally had made it home having held onto building to building and lay down in his bed. As time went on he wasn't sure what was happening to him but things were getting strange for him. But as the full moon came he had turned into a wolf and that shocked the hell out of him. But after that he started to enjoy his new found freedom and with it an idea struck him.
It took him two years with his new found abilities to track those that had murdered his sister. He brutally slaughtered them in his rage. He had hunted them down like a rabid animal and killed them. He was happy with how fate had given him a chance to see that happen.
He then began to travel from France on a ship he had slyly gotten onto. The world was so full of everything to see and he was curious what was in other places he had heard brief tales about. He met other werewolves along the trip and after but in all honesty he had been a lone wolf. What he learned in all that time he learned mostly on his own. When the Apocalypse happened he had been shocked by it but the shock only lasted so long before instinct kicked in. He growled as he turned and ran into the nearest building which happened to have a vampire inside with him.
He gave a wolf's growl and pressed against the wall. "You stay on that side and I will stay on this side." The shock was the woman looked like his sister and stared at him in the same surprise. The vampire gave a shocked sound. "Axelle?!" But the building had crumpled in on them at that moment. When he awoke the woman was gone and he was forced to fight his way out. He grunted and groaned as he thought he had heard her call his name.
Did she really? No, his sister was dead, right? He had his revenge. He finally got out of the rubble and looked around at the world around him or what was left of it. He lay down flat on the ground and gave a soft laugh even though he had cuts all over him. He was healing quickly though and once he had healed his wounds he began to walk. He met up with a few other wolves that had heard tell of vampires moving to a place called New Vegas.
Maybe that woman would be there, right? Maybe he'd get some questions even. He made it there and realized wolves weren't exactly welcomed here and ended up making his home in the sewers mostly.
Rule Code Word: nuke
Species Code Word: furry
Rp Sample: Axelle had lifted his body up so that he was on his knees. He knew it looked more like he was submitting but his aching body wouldn't give him anything more than that before he transformed with his anger. It hurt like hell. His skin felt like it was melting off to be encased in blonde brown fur. His body arched in the mistures of pain and it was a process in itself but anger and pain blazed in his light eyes. He finally though stood up in his full animalistic glory. He was beyond angry. Fury and want of revenge burned in his step as the thud of a paw hit the ground when he went for a bite at her.
But then he saw out of the corner of his eye Lukias getting between him and the woman wolf. He gave an angry growl as he hunched over some and stomped a pawed foot like an angry bull about to fight his way through to what he wanted. But then he heard his name before he was shoved and recognition came to his eyes. How he wanted to shove back but he had respect for Lukias. But even with the recognition he didn't immediately back down but he didn't fight back either. His words came out a growled response more beast than man. "She wants my death!"
Then his eyes swung around at the mention of the pups. He didn't mean to scare them at all. In his pain and anger he hadn't associated that there were any pups here. Granted he had been dragged here like an animal to the slaughter. He huffed his anger and frustration even as he was demanded to transform. But then he heard Dmitrius's name and his head swung to where Dmitrius's scent had been coming from and he saw Raven beside him with her hand on his arm. He saw the look in Dmitrius's eyes and gave a huff once more before he began the slow transformation back.
It was as painful changing into the wolf as it was changing back and plus with all the mixtures of pain he had already going through his body. As his skin turned to the flesh of a human and the fur went away he fell back to his knees exhausted but whispered. "It better be worth it. You make her pay dearly." He slowly lifted his gaze to Lukias. "If it were another he wouldn't have survived what I have and we both know it. If it were another she would be dead by his hands. She wanted my death... She took me from behind and dragged me through the street as if I were nothing more than a bag..."
His voice never rose though anger laced the words. "I will relent because I respect you." He bowed his head to Lukias. But he was kind of swaying some as if barely being able to stay upright and his breathing was uneven. "I should apologize for scaring the pups. Never thought of that..." He brought his hand to his sore ribs and winced. "Glad we had this talk..." But then he fell forward and only kept from hitting the floor with his free hand. "What a night." Exhaustion was taking it's toll on his poor torn up body but he slowly pushed himself swaying to his feet and grinned some even though that shown his pain.
He looked over at the pups. "Sorry for me scaring you all. It was all part of a story from a book and we wished to tell it like on the television! It gets better but we have to wait another night and maybe I can tell you what happens later. Like how the princess falls in love with the evil beast. Beauty and the Beast. Right, Lukias?" He looked over and winced before he fell back down on his bare bottom. "It's Uncle Axelle's way of coming back home." He laughed some for the puppies' sakes even though he hurt. He forced himself to stay awake though and hid his face with the hair that fell forward. Granted he was a lot of things but he knew children were the ones that surpassed them all.
Was it him or was the world spinning? He closed his eyes hoping it would stop spinning with that act.
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