Post by Lupus on Jun 21, 2008 18:52:37 GMT -5
Name Lupus Lazuri
Age 23-(Although bitten in 1949) so is actually 82.
Race Angel/Werewolf
Gender Male
Physical Appearance His mother always said he looked like an angel hence the nickname he received as a child which carried on through his short adulthood(see history). His blond hair is usually cut in the short back and sides manner with some natural spikes above his forehead. His eyes are a light shade of blue, his teeth are immaculate and his skin tone is pale by modern standards. He works out regularly so he is quite muscular although his physique is slightly more althetic then muscular, he is rather tall by human standards also he is a bit on the thin side as his metabolism is rapid causing his intake of food no matter how much seem nonexistent.
PersonalityA freak of nature, Lupus feels as though he was not meant for this world and desires to part from it but puts on a brave face for his few friends and lies straight to them to keep them from worrying over his worsening mental condition. He spends large periods of time without speaking this can often be unsettling to most but his ruthlessness in combat is unmatched he is violent and very disturbed any fool who mistakes him for a pushover is as good as dead. He is quite emotional and that makes him dangerously unstable.
Weapons
Ñïåöèàëüíûé Âèíåñòåð
A Winchester Special his father bought him soon before he died, the first time that is. Blessed by countless priests and even a few angels, he never seems to miss although he wouldn't place his life on its capability to incapacitate as it prefers to kill.
Меч Серебряная ночь
A sword of silver, that gleams with great intensity when it has spilt the blood of demons, given to him by the werewolf before him as a reminder of humanity's ignorance of thinking they had a way to stop them.
Abilities
Именно из Оборотень(That of a Werewolf):
Ìàðêà "Âóëô(
He is able to undergo a transformation that enhances strength, smell and speed not to mention the claws. Unlike the werewolves of legend he is able to transform whenever he feels the urge and he has no aversion to sunlight, so he will and has used this power during the day.
Äåìîí Çàïàõ
He has the ability to smell demons at great distances, this allows him to track and destroy.
Ïîæàð æèâîò
He spits on his enemy, chemicals within his saliva send them mad as it burns them to death but all the while they are attacking their former comrades.
Именно от Ангел:
Ангел Рейс
He has the ability to fly when his mind is not so clouded with instinctual thoughts, when he is in his angelic form which is just when he transforms back from his wolf-like state.
Подарочные мыслей
He can hear the thoughts of those weaker then him and feeds on their pure thoughts, it gives him strength.
Кровь войны
The ability to kill with a stare although he has to be at peace to do so and has yet to master this ability as he is only a young angel.
History Born to a Ugosalvian couple that emigrated to the city in the late 1890's, they had been there for years before he was conceived. His father went to war and returned without legs as well as a nose, the children Lupus played with as a child often teased him on the grounds that his father was a freak therefore he himself was one. It effected his self esteem greatly, he slumped into a depression as did the country in which he lived thankfully his mother and father had secured enough funds not to be bellow the poverty line. He decided when he was fourteen that he was going to join the army, as it was one of the only stable lines of work at the time.
He scored well in his training and by the time he was twenty he was at war with the Germans, he was stationed in a country called Transylvania. He and his unit were captured by some Nazi Loyalist and stuffed away in some sacred cave to feed an acient war god. He was unaware of how long he was there for before something in the cave stirred the others had been dead for weeks Lupus was barely hanging on. The being was the archangel Дьявол one of gods favourites who had been exiled for the fact he was worshipped also. Дьявол believed Lupus had been sent to replace him so he bestowed Lupus with a gift, he drained Lupus of his blood and bleed into his veins transferring all of his powers into Lupus. When Lupus awoke he felt an odd tugging sensation he was being called by someone, he walked free from the cave his senses were sharper. His feet lifted off the ground and he ascended into the heavens to meet his master, the lord.
He fell to the ground in agony something was wrong he felt sick Lupus convulsed and writhed unsure of what was happening, he felt a burning wound on his calf. In the cave a few weeks back he'd been biten he only assumed one of his platoon had tried to resort to cannablism but it was much worse then that. He felt the hairs on his arms stand up and grow to a length he thought impossible, his jaw snapped and reshaped itself and his teeth grew. During the war he slew countless Nazi troops and became a hero to the allies some what a sign of hope. At the end of the war he returned to his home.
His life has since then been rather repeatitive he kills demons in his spare time and runs a buissness during the day, accounting is what he does best.
Weakness Fire is one of his only weaknesses it is the weakness he dispises most as it took his mother and father from him. Not only is it a weakness it is a phobia, yet another weakness in its self as most of the beings he destroys are of fire. He overcomes these fears and weaknesses while in his Werewolf form but as an angel he is vulnerable. Being a low level angel increases his vulnerability although it allows him to think with more clarity.
Age 23-(Although bitten in 1949) so is actually 82.
Race Angel/Werewolf
Gender Male
Physical Appearance His mother always said he looked like an angel hence the nickname he received as a child which carried on through his short adulthood(see history). His blond hair is usually cut in the short back and sides manner with some natural spikes above his forehead. His eyes are a light shade of blue, his teeth are immaculate and his skin tone is pale by modern standards. He works out regularly so he is quite muscular although his physique is slightly more althetic then muscular, he is rather tall by human standards also he is a bit on the thin side as his metabolism is rapid causing his intake of food no matter how much seem nonexistent.
PersonalityA freak of nature, Lupus feels as though he was not meant for this world and desires to part from it but puts on a brave face for his few friends and lies straight to them to keep them from worrying over his worsening mental condition. He spends large periods of time without speaking this can often be unsettling to most but his ruthlessness in combat is unmatched he is violent and very disturbed any fool who mistakes him for a pushover is as good as dead. He is quite emotional and that makes him dangerously unstable.
Weapons
Ñïåöèàëüíûé Âèíåñòåð
A Winchester Special his father bought him soon before he died, the first time that is. Blessed by countless priests and even a few angels, he never seems to miss although he wouldn't place his life on its capability to incapacitate as it prefers to kill.
Меч Серебряная ночь
A sword of silver, that gleams with great intensity when it has spilt the blood of demons, given to him by the werewolf before him as a reminder of humanity's ignorance of thinking they had a way to stop them.
Abilities
Именно из Оборотень(That of a Werewolf):
Ìàðêà "Âóëô(
He is able to undergo a transformation that enhances strength, smell and speed not to mention the claws. Unlike the werewolves of legend he is able to transform whenever he feels the urge and he has no aversion to sunlight, so he will and has used this power during the day.
Äåìîí Çàïàõ
He has the ability to smell demons at great distances, this allows him to track and destroy.
Ïîæàð æèâîò
He spits on his enemy, chemicals within his saliva send them mad as it burns them to death but all the while they are attacking their former comrades.
Именно от Ангел:
Ангел Рейс
He has the ability to fly when his mind is not so clouded with instinctual thoughts, when he is in his angelic form which is just when he transforms back from his wolf-like state.
Подарочные мыслей
He can hear the thoughts of those weaker then him and feeds on their pure thoughts, it gives him strength.
Кровь войны
The ability to kill with a stare although he has to be at peace to do so and has yet to master this ability as he is only a young angel.
History Born to a Ugosalvian couple that emigrated to the city in the late 1890's, they had been there for years before he was conceived. His father went to war and returned without legs as well as a nose, the children Lupus played with as a child often teased him on the grounds that his father was a freak therefore he himself was one. It effected his self esteem greatly, he slumped into a depression as did the country in which he lived thankfully his mother and father had secured enough funds not to be bellow the poverty line. He decided when he was fourteen that he was going to join the army, as it was one of the only stable lines of work at the time.
He scored well in his training and by the time he was twenty he was at war with the Germans, he was stationed in a country called Transylvania. He and his unit were captured by some Nazi Loyalist and stuffed away in some sacred cave to feed an acient war god. He was unaware of how long he was there for before something in the cave stirred the others had been dead for weeks Lupus was barely hanging on. The being was the archangel Дьявол one of gods favourites who had been exiled for the fact he was worshipped also. Дьявол believed Lupus had been sent to replace him so he bestowed Lupus with a gift, he drained Lupus of his blood and bleed into his veins transferring all of his powers into Lupus. When Lupus awoke he felt an odd tugging sensation he was being called by someone, he walked free from the cave his senses were sharper. His feet lifted off the ground and he ascended into the heavens to meet his master, the lord.
He fell to the ground in agony something was wrong he felt sick Lupus convulsed and writhed unsure of what was happening, he felt a burning wound on his calf. In the cave a few weeks back he'd been biten he only assumed one of his platoon had tried to resort to cannablism but it was much worse then that. He felt the hairs on his arms stand up and grow to a length he thought impossible, his jaw snapped and reshaped itself and his teeth grew. During the war he slew countless Nazi troops and became a hero to the allies some what a sign of hope. At the end of the war he returned to his home.
His life has since then been rather repeatitive he kills demons in his spare time and runs a buissness during the day, accounting is what he does best.
Weakness Fire is one of his only weaknesses it is the weakness he dispises most as it took his mother and father from him. Not only is it a weakness it is a phobia, yet another weakness in its self as most of the beings he destroys are of fire. He overcomes these fears and weaknesses while in his Werewolf form but as an angel he is vulnerable. Being a low level angel increases his vulnerability although it allows him to think with more clarity.