I ah...I believe I'm finished. I'm pretty sure I read somewhere that you didn't want all the hybrid's to have special powers outside from the normal ones, yes? So I didn't give him any, but if you would like me to I can.

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[center][b][h2]Bryce Maynard[/h2][/b][/center]

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Age: 19/27 ~ Species: Hybrid

Powers:

Basic Hybrid Abilities:
Enhanced Senses
Immortality
Humanity being switched on and off *On for now*

Other Skills:
Fencing, marksmanship, wrestling, elocution, dancing, horse back riding, brawling, getting drunk, charming the ladies (and men if he so wished, but he doesn't).
Personality: 
Passionate. Headstrong. Loyal. Confident. 

Bryce is passionate in almost every direction, hotheaded and quick to anger, but loves deeply as well. This love makes him stick to whoever it is directed at unless they turn on him, then the backlash is something dangerous to behold. Cocky, overly self-confident, verging on violent when needed (and sometimes when not).

Bio:
Bryce was born the middle child of three, the eldest son, to a very well to do family, verging on something like royalty. Or as close as one gets in America. From a young age he was groomed to be the next best thing to a prince. He went to the best schools, studied in arts that most wouldn't bother with in this day and age. 

But despite his parents best efforts, he was not the golden son they had hopped for as a child. He was in and out of trouble, even though he excelled in everything  (or at least was easily able to bullshit his way through). At some point he was shipped from just boarding school to military school where he finished off his schooling.

After graduation, he managed to not go university right away by 'working for his father'. Which amounted to goofing off, coming in late to the office sometimes less than sober but at the very least hungover. The last year or so of military school had finally pushed him into full on rebellion against what his parents had expected of him for too long. For a year he went this way, partying and just barely getting things done at work before finally, things blew up in his face.

Bryce still isn't entirely for sure what happened that night. Either the intoxication or the shock to his system has kept the bulk of the memories at bay, but the flashes he has aren't pretty. He is surprised that he lived through the whole thing given the mess he came to in. For a few months he was certain it was just a drunk dream and his brain was making things up to fill in the blanks. But as his mood shifted more, his already slightly volition temper sparking even more, he began to believe that maybe he wasn't going crazy and something truly supernatural had happened to him. 

He spent a few months researching, asking around not only on the Internet, but in dark clubs and places that smelt of too much sage and spices until he finally lead to the answers he was looking for. He found his way to the others, and while he not only among the youngest, he is even more of an outsider having not been born to it. He doesn't let it bother him too much, at least outwardly. And he's more than willing to fight for his position or a higher one if need be.

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