[hider=Wolfe][center][h1][color=1d7fe5]Wolfe Andrew Kingsley[/color][/h1]
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[i]"They don’t want none."[/i]
-[b]CFO$[/b][hr]
[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Name:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Wolfe Andrew Kingsley[/indent]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Nickname:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]his name is wolfe that shit is badass do you really think he wants to be called anything else?

...sentinel. his friends call him sentinel[/indent]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Birth Date:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]09/09/1997[/indent]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Age:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]18[/indent]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Gender:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Male[/indent]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Sexuality:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]straighter than straight he’s the straightest dude you’ve ever seen trust me on that
he’s straight[/indent]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Relationship Status:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Single[/indent]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Occupation:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]A mechanic, but he aspires to be a firefighter[/indent]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Classification:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Senior[/indent]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Role:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Jock[/indent]


[img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/e2612e7835a331eed163fb752aab61d4/tumblr_inline_nq43rmoWzZ1rifr4k_500.gif[/img]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]In Depth Appearance:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Wolfe carries himself with such an air of confidence that it’s almost overbearing. He’s tall, standing at about six foot four and a half, and he’s muscular, overly so for a highschooler. He takes good care of himself, and has a strong, sharp jaw line.

He traditionally wears tight t-shirts, and tank tops/wifebeaters whenever applicable. No, he does not beat his wife. He isn’t even married, stupid.

For pants, he prefers black jeans. Not because he’s edgy or anything. Just a preference, back up. He also likes to wear gym shorts. They’re comfortable.[/indent]

[img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/96017ba98cd3df5fb3002038e0b2d4d6/tumblr_inline_nq42s1TzPp1rifr4k_500.gif[/img]

[center][h1][color=1d7fe5][u]M Y  Q U I R K S[/u][/color][/h1][/center]
[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Habits | Quirks | Oddities[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Has a tendency to ramble. It’s not his fault, he’s just better at talking than everyone else.
[*]Is very, very good at skipping rocks
[*]Carries an old Yu-Gi-Oh card in his wallet. It’s a lucky charm.
[/list][/indent]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Hobbies:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Golfing. Mini, mostly, he can’t afford the real shit
[*]Ultimate Frisbee
[*]Basketball
[*]Paintball
[*]Laser tag
[*]Boxing[/list][/indent]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Likes:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Fresh french fries
[*]Fans. The mechanical kind, not the human kind
[*]NBA 2K games
[*]Captain America
[*]Mountain Dew Black
[*]Soft serve vanilla ice cream[/list][/indent]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Dislikes:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Alyssa
[*]Audrey
[*]Evelyn, in that order
[*]Whenever Ty speaks
[*]Flowers
[*]Cold French fries[/list][/indent]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Fears:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]The fuck is fear?
[*]Y’all pussies fear shit?
[*]Fuck off
[*]Okay, fine.
[*]Cthulu, sometimes.
[*]Yes that’s it fuck off[/list][/indent]

[img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/8993594687889a98fceb3556b1f1846c/tumblr_mwfn58MzNu1rk0jfwo4_250.gif[/img]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Personality:[/u][/b][/color]
[center][u]♦ Bad-ass ♦ Prideful ♦ Loyal ♦ Vengeful ♦[/u][/center]
[indent]Pride.

Wolfe is dangerously prideful, and will hold a grudge with someone who’s injured his pride almost forever. It’s a hard hole to dig yourself out of once you’re in it. Wolfe gets his revenge in small ways, or big ways, depending on the type of crime against him. To the people that are lucky enough to call him a friend though, Wolfe is [i]fiercely[/i] loyal, and would likely take a bullet for any other member of the Elite (yes, even Ty), though few other people have attained that level of friendship with him.

Wolfe’s generally not the most well liked of his group of friends, and that’s largely due to the way his personality is. He just comes off as a gruff, intimidating, apathetic young man who probably has anger issues. Once you get to know him though, he’s been described as a big teddy bear (Ty’s doing, only said once. Probably never again.). Wolfe likes the picture he’s painted of himself as an unapproachable badass. It means less people try to talk to him.

He doesn’t like talking to randies (people he doesn’t know very well), and only does it when absolutely necessary.[/indent][hr]
[center][h1][color=1d7fe5][u]D E F I N I N G  M Y  P A S T[/u][/color][/h1][/center]
[color=1d7fe5][b][u]History:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Wolfe Andrew Kingsley. His name alone makes it seem like he was destined for greatness from the beginning…

Unfortunately, when you take his initials: WAK, you get the actual reality of his existence: whack.

Wolfe is originally from Alaska, born to a young woman who’d lived all her life there, and a young man who’d came North for work with his younger brother. During his childhood, he grew up in a log cabin that his father and brother had built upon deciding that they liked it here, and would stay. After making oodles of money working on oil pipelines, the brothers had purchased a decent chunk of land and set to their next task: striking it rich with gold. Wolfe was homeschooled for most of his childhood, due to the remoteness of where his parents had chose to raise him.

Despite this, once his father and uncle struck it rich (and they did, finding a huge strain of gold in the Bering Sea), his mother insisted that, at the least, she and her family move down to society, to give Wolfe a chance at a more social life, noticing that the young boy was becoming more and more of a recluse as the years went by. As a happy wife tends to lead to a happy life, Wolfe’s father agreed and they moved down to southern California, with his father spending time in Alaska to continue working, but ultimately having a 50/50 stake in whatever their company found, as per the agreement he’d made with his brother years ago.

Now 14, Wolfe was beginning school in an environment he’d never experienced before: public. Living in a huge home, and ultimately finding that he [i]kind of[/i] liked it here over the barren snow of where he was born and raised, Wolfe found his ‘clique’ fairly quickly; that of some kid named Bryant O’Connor and the dude that was always hanging around with him: Erick Anderson--sorry, Ender Anderson.

Regardless of how much he prefers life with his squad, Wolfe takes almost the entirety of each summer to go back North to the family land and live. Hunt, sleep under the stars, build a fire, track, look for gold.

Be a man.

It’s in his blood.[/indent][hr][center][h1][color=1d7fe5][u]M I S C .[/u][/color][/h1][/center]
[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Extracurricular Activities:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]he plays foosball

the devils game[/indent]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Extra:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Yeah, but I mean… come on. This is like my sixth character...[/indent]

[color=1d7fe5][b][u]Anything Else:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Wolfe has a license to carry a concealed firearm.

Also, he’s cool.[/indent][hr][/center][/hider]

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