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[i]The beard makes me look bad ass right?[/i]
[h1][color=00a651][b]Patrick Kershner[/b] 
[sup][b]Werewolf[/b][/sup][/color][/h1]
[/center][hr][hr][center][h2][color=00a651][u]Basic Information[/u][/color][/h2][/center]

[color=00a651][b]| Name |[/b][/color]
[indent]Patrick Kershner. [sub]Not Patty. Patty is a girl’s name got it?[/sub][/indent]

[color=00a651][b]| Date of Birth |[/b][/color]
[indent]28 July 1996.[/indent]

[color=00a651][b]| Gender |[/b][/color]
[indent]Male[/indent]

[color=00a651][b]| Sexuality |[/b][/color]
[indent]Bisexual[/indent]

[color=00a651][b]| Occupation |[/b][/color]
[indent]Investigative Analyst[/indent]

[color=00a651][b]| In-Depth Appearance |[/b][/color]
[indent]Imagine that nerdy kid that got stuffed in school lockers and dragged into the bathrooms by the school bullies because that kid is Patrick. Standing a lanky five foot ten, it’s as if his body went through all the functions of puberty but his arms and legs forgot that they were supposed to reach a certain atheistically pleasing ratio with the body during this period. This combined with the hell that was high school left the young man with a seriously lacking amount of self confidence and it shows on his face and the way he carries himself.

Patrick has a high pitched and what can sometimes be called nasally voice which he believes is the root cause of his tendency to mumble and speed through his sentences when he talks. But on the plus side his choice in clothing is fantastic despite the fact that he’s constantly defending it when he is around his know associates. Everyone knows skinny jeans are in nowa days. 

To counter his meager, nerdy looking human side, at nights Patrick is a different man all together. Thick dark black hair will protrude from every office, and his nails will extend, and thicken to a sharpened point to resemble claw. His ears begin to resemble that of a dog or wolf, and his eyes enlarge taking on animalistic fierceness. Oh and there’s always the contorting transformation of his body into a six foot seven, two hundred sixty-five pound hulking mass of terror.

But on the bright side this whole werewolf thing has allowed him to grow a beard which he thinks really helps him look more manly and cooler.  [/indent]
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[center][i]You could say, I had my life together for a whole week before it fell apart again.[/i][/center]
[hr][hr][center][color=00a651][h2][u]Who Am I?[/u][/h2][/color][/center]
[color=00a651][b]| Personality |[/b][/color]
[center][u]♦ Shy ♦ Introvert ♦ Loyal ♦ Caring ♦[/u][/center]
[indent]Being tortured most of your adolescent life tends to leave its scar on you. Patrick would rather fade into a crowd, yet secretly wants to be the center of attention. He simply wouldn’t know what to do once he was there and he’d probably just break down in panic attack. So he’ll just stick to the fading into the crowd bit. He generally hates the sound of his own voice so he tends to whisper and mumble around people he isn’t comfortable with but when he doesn’t think or know anyone is paying attention he’ll have full blown conversations with himself. Something to help ward of the loneliness he thinks. He’s serious push over with no real back bone to go against the tide and stand up for himself, some idea, or belief, even though he has a really strong moral belief on what’s right and what’s wrong. Really his whole outer shell is just a giant fake façade he puts on for the world, except its not… because you know you’re supposed to be able to stop a façade.

On the plus side when he’s around one of the few people in his inner circle that he’s comfortable with he’ll act without a care in the world. And not only that he’ll be extremely caring and loyal. Where he wouldn’t be willing to squash a fly for himself, he’d take on a whole coven of pissed of witches for one of his friends. Or if it would cheer a friend up at three in the morning he’ll literally run across town (the recent werewolf thing has helped with this) to buy the last chocolate bar being sold. So those are the positives. [/indent]

[color=00a651][b]| Likes & Dislikes |[/b][/color]
[indent][color=008800]✔[/color]His computer, God knows what he’d do without it.
[color=008800]✔[/color] Squirrels, you can’t say you’ve ever seen an ugly squirrel.
[color=008800]✔[/color] Dogs, I know. Cliché with the werewolf bit but you like what you like.
[color=008800]✔[/color] Thrills. At first he’ll say it’s a horrible idea but by the end he’s really glad he went along with it.
[color=008800]✔[/color] Patterns, like patterns in numbers and studies and shit. Not like floral. Jesus.
[color=008800]✔[/color] His room, good luck getting him out of their without a good deal of complaining.
[color=008800]✔[/color] Texting, it’s so much easier than talking in person.
[color=FF0000]✘[/color]Large Crowds, that’s just asking for a panic attack.
[color=FF0000]✘[/color] Authority figures, yet another cause of anxiety.
[color=FF0000]✘[/color] Getting in trouble, nine times out of ten that’s gonna stay with you for the rest of your life man.
[color=FF0000]✘[/color] Sports, just another excuse to get beaten up.
[color=FF0000]✘[/color] Spiritual talk, makes him really uncomfortable.
[color=FF0000]✘[/color] Flirting, did that once. Didn’t turn out so well.
[color=FF0000]✘[/color] Vegetables, now he has a good excuse to not eat them. [/indent]

[color=00a651][b]| History |[/b][/color]
[indent]Patrick’s life has been that of any normal nerd who gets picked on a lot in school for the most part. Good grades, leads to college, where you think things are gonna turn around for you until your anxiety reminds you that you are still you. So instead you spend most of your free time in your room on your computer playing games, while everyone else is going out and experimenting away. He really didn’t have any serious complains. A significant other would have been nice from time to time so he didn’t have to keep going to Rosey Palms. But that’s what really got him into trouble.

After getting out of school, Patrick landed a job with the London police force as a investigative analyst tracking crime patterns. It was actually a pretty decent time. The guys on the force treated him pretty well and he actually started to feel like a welcomed part of a group. In fact he had even been lucky enough to be asked out on a date one morning while he was standing in line waiting for coffee. She was a cute looking girl, who as far as Patrick could tell had a lot more experience at these things than he did. She asked if he wanted to go out to a club with her and a couple of her friends that Friday and eventually when he was done with his dorky gawking and stuttering he got out a yes.

Now suffice to say Patrick had never gone to a club before in his life. The whole thing was intimidating as hell. The girls all had some kind of guy on their arms and Patrick was pretty positive they could each mug him with just their pinky fingers. The getting patted down before being allowed into the club didn’t do much to calm his nerves as he had never guessed that was necessary before he entered. Once he got out onto the dance floor he shuffled around looking what he could only assume was like a complete idiot. He kept thinking that the girl was going to ditch him, but she stayed with him an actual smile on her face. Just when he let his guard down and actually started relaxing and having fun she pulled on his hand and led him off to some back room. That was where things got really bad.

He had never felt so much pain before and pain had been a pretty constant factor back in school. They shredded his skin, clothes, muscles, everything. He was pretty sure he was going to die right then in there killed by creatures that were never supposed to have existed on what had been the best night of his life. But they let him live. Next thing he knew he was in the hospital, the nurse telling him his brothers had brought him in. But that was really odd considering he didn’t have any siblings. A little after that his pack arrived and everything Patrick knew about the world was turned upside down. He didn’t dare refusing joining the Bisclavret pack fearing what they’d do to them if he didn’t. Ever since then he’s been begrudgingly joining them in their sneaky little joining ceremonies, though he’s rarely and active participant leaving some to begin questioning his real loyalty to the pack. [/indent]
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[color=00a651][b]| Family |[/b][/color]
[indent] John and Stacey Kershner: His parents live in a small town off in the country and Patrick rarely ever speaks to them regardless how much they bug him. He’s never really felt all that connected to his parents and was plenty happy moving to London requiring him to talk to them even less. That being said he does love them and will check in from time to time.[/indent]

[color=00a651][b]| Strengths |[/b][/color]
[indent][list][*] Intelligent. Patrick is a smart cookie if nothing else making him very good at his job. And he’s pretty good at catching on to things quickly.
[*] Isn’t very emotional and can deal with just about anything thrown his way. Made him a little numb his life has.
[*] Extremely loyal to those close to him.
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[color=00a651][b]| Weaknesses |[/b][/color]
[indent][list][*] A major push over and all around scaredy cat in most regards of his life.
[*] Socially awkward to the extreme.
[*] Never engaged in any serious relationship with another person that didn’t end in a giant joke.
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[hr][center][color=00a651][h2][u]The Other[/u][/h2][/color][/center]
[color=00a651][b]| Theme Song |[/b][/color]
[indent][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=htlIK14SBvI]Loser - Beck[/url]
[sub]” And my time is a piece of wax
Falling' on a termite
Who's choking' on the splinters”[/sub][/indent]

[color=00a651][b]| House Number |[/b][/color]
[indent]To be discussed.[/indent]

[color=00a651][b]| Extra Information |[/b][/color]
[indent]Nothing as of now.[/indent][/hider]