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So here's my attempt on a werewolf.

William Harold Maervsky

{ "I'll help whoever I want to okay? No one deserves to be alone - not a werewolf, a witch, a vampire or a hunter." }

| {Full Name} |
William Harold Maervsky

| {Nickname} |
Will to basically everyone

| {Date of Birth} |
10/23

| {Age} |
20

| {Gender} |
Male

| {Sexuality} |
Asexual though not really opposed to romance

| {Relationship Status} |
Single

| {Role} |
Werewolf

| {Occupation} |
Works at the local butcher shop

| {Face Claim} |
Andrew Garfield

| {Dialogue Color} |
[color=gray][/color]

| {Appearance} |
William looks rather young, thanks to his constant smiling and the bright glint in his gray eyes. He stands at a height of 5'10, which is rather average for someone of his age, and weighs averagely, if not only a little more thanks to his activeness and muscles beginning to form instead of fat. He isn't bulky though, instead being somehow athletic and unassuming. This is especially true because of how he hides most of his body under his clothing. He has light brown hair which is rather unruly but he tries his best to make it as presentable as possible, though he may choose to wear a beanie just in case he feels cold.

William doesn't have many scars, but the ones he does have is rather nasty. With previous encounters with much more aggressive werewolves, he has retained three long claw marks on his back and two more on his front, going along diagonally. He has a couple of nicks found on his arms but he makes sure to cover it up with his clothing. He has a small scratch mark near his chin, though barely anyone notices it and he likes it that way. He doesn't like talking about them after all.

In terms of clothing, William wears anything that can cover him up well and still looks comfortable. These, more often than not, include simple shirts and jackets and some cargo pants. While he is a werewolf whose body temp is higher than normal, he still likes to wrap himself up. No one is sure if he actually feels uncomfortable under this since he actually wears them to cover up nasty scars that he doesn't like explaining to anyone, but he does seem to like wearing them even without its practicality. He typically wears a magical necklace during the days leading up to the full moon.

| {Habits & Quirks} |
He bites his cheeks whenever he gets embarrassed, or maybe even scratches it in other circumstances.

He's rather restless, so one can almost always see him tapping his foot or finger.

He hums to himself whenever he does something. Most often, he would heard humming a lullaby. Where he learnt it from is a mystery, since his mother never sang him one. Or at least, not that one.

He mumbles to himself frequently. It's often done so he can remember something he has to do. Though sometimes he just thinks out loud.

| {Hobbies} |
He tends to find himself outside of town and just walking around - whether in human or wolf form, but never in partial form as that may lead to some unfortunate circumstances when someone sees him.

He plays the guitar and sings every now and then. Usually, he does it when in the presence of children but he can be found simply doing it by himself in the park.

He collects bugs. If one were to go to his house, one would see his many tanks of bugs littered around it. Because he lives alone, he's able to decorate it however he pleases.

| {Likes} |
- Bugs (and to some extent, animals)
- Having fun
- Singing
- Playing the guitar
- Helping others
- Fruit juices
- Calmly walking around as a wolf
- He likes interacting with people from all walks of life. He's rather interested in how they live their lives as opposed to him. This occasionally leads him to have friends, and as well as suspicious folk.

| {Dislikes} |
- Thunderstorms
- Loud music
- Aggressive hunters
- Rabid werewolves
- Bloodthirsty vampires
- Witches who don't abide by the rules
- Guns
- Loud noises
- People who simply hunt for fun and without rhyme or reason aside from them wanting to do it because it is 'fun'. This especially applies to hunters who simply see them as things to be hunted down instead of actual beings.

| {Fears} |
For no rhyme or reason, he has an intense fear of heights. While he can get over it by simply looking ahead and attempting not to look down, it still makes him move rather slow. This can lead him to some unsavory circumstances.

Understandably, he's scared of silver. From silverware to silver objects, he's deathly afraid of it. While he can tolerate being around it, he gets nervous around them. He often chalks it up to having been cut by silverware before that causes him to stay away from anything silver. He claims it to be a 'childhood fear'.

He's scared of hurting someone when in his wolf form, especially if it's in the full moon. He never wishes anyone to be harmed, aside from those who truly deserve it. While he doesn't lose control too much under the influence of the full moon thanks to the special necklace a witch made for him, but he still fears that something wrong might happen and he accidentally harms someone else.

| {Secrets} |
William knows what had happened to his parents, and that he was completely at fault for their deaths. He only acts that he doesn't know because he feels guilty about it. If not for his utter stupidity before, his parents wouldn't have been dead right now.

He secretly transforms himself and hides around different parts of the town, often seen within the thick mini-forests just in case there is a human who finds themselves lost. He guides them back to the town and then retreats before a hunter could see him. Though he does seem to do well in acting like a normal wolf.

| {Abilities} |
Like any other werewolf, he has enhanced strength, speed, regeneration and senses.

He has ridiculously good sense of hearing and smell. Because of his better senses, he is able to eavesdrop rather easily and track someone down. Even William isn't sure why he has better sense of hearing and smell, but he tries to use it to his full advantage.

While his transformations take a while, he does have the ability to shift into partial werewolf form. Though this may be because he transforms much more frequently than most.

Oddly, he knows how to handle a bow well. When he doesn't hunt in his wolf form, he usually takes a bow and arrow - preferring them to their louder versions, guns.

| {Limitations} |
He's much more affected by sensory overload than other werewolves. While he is training to block sound off, he's having trouble when it comes to his smelling. While he enjoys interacting with people, he hates going to overcrowded areas since he hears more than he wants - and it just makes him lose concentration. Don't get me started on guns...

He's still rather young, and therefore a lot more inexperienced than others. This may lead to him now knowing what to do at times, or even making wrong decisions.

He needs to transform more often than others - already feeling uncomfortable after three days of not transforming. No one is sure why this happens, but it does and he tends to succumb to transforming.

| {Personality} |
♦ Cheerful ♦ Trusting ♦ Compassionate ♦ Stubborn ♦

William had always been a friendly person, ever since she was a child. It doesn't matter if you're a stranger or a close friend, his approach doesn't change. With a smile on his face, he greets anyone and is willing to talk to anyone who needs it. He's very emphatic which leads to him always trying to help others - and his sensitive hearing often helps him spot who's having trouble and tries his best to cheer them up. However, he does know when he has pushed it and a person is uncomfortable, at those times, he simply bids farewell, offer them a smile and his help if they ever need it, and then walk away.

He tends to trust people way too easily. Whether it be a hunter or a supernatural, he's more than willing to be their friends even with the repercussions when they figure out who he is. He wants to give everyone a chance because, after all, they're all just living beings in the same world who can communicate so why should they keep on fighting each other? Of course, he does know that he has to keep him being a werewolf a secret, since it would be detrimental to his relationships with others and may even lead to his untimely death. Because he tends of giving second chances, it may prove to be a liability especially when someone is taking advantage of him as he becomes adamant that they're actually trying to do good, even if they're only using him.

For someone of his age and his course of life, he still manages to smile through everything and remain optimistic. Though he's much more of an idealist, he knows that not everything would end up well and knows when he has to fight back. Especially when it comes to those supernaturals who break the rules that have been laid out to them, he will fight them if need be. They don't help when it comes to his goal of having humans and supernaturals co-exist. Many have called him delusional for thinking that such an idea could work, but he doesn't listen to them. He wants to make the world a better place - is it so bad to think about it like that?

| {Place of Origin} |
Born and raised in Salem, Massachusetts

| {Background} |
Born to the werewolf Bill Maervsky and the human Tavia Maervsky, William had a relatively well off life. By some miracle or just them being pure lucky, Tavia and William survived the birthing process and Bill considering all of them to be blessed. To have such a successful birth was rare among the species, and Bill was aware of that. He had secretly wished that his son wouldn't be a werewolf, but alas, he was. He felt even more thankful that both of them had survived, since it has been widely known that they were even more harder to conceive than normal human children. Bill and Tavia made their best attempts for William to have a normal childhood, and it paid off. William had grown to be a friendly, cheerful and helpful child.

In terms of his transformations, Bill thought of no reason why he can't practice in it. While they requested a witch friend to make a special necklace for William when the full moon rolls around, Bill had to teach him how to transform properly when not under the influence of the full moon. The Maervsky household had a basement where they could practice their transformations and where they could transform safely. The walls were sound proof so no one could hear their howls. They had built a separating wall for Bill and William, and Tavia would rest easy at the house above - knowing that the two most important people in her life would be safe from the hunters.

William's odd ability of being more sensitive than others had come up when he was rather young, and thus, he was prone to tantrums. Though it wasn't enough to drive him to transform to a wolf, it was still enough for him to suddenly harm someone around him. Thankfully, it never happens around other children, but rather other werewolves so no one really said a word about it. When the pack finally figured out why William was having tantrums, they quickly tried to train him to control himself better. He managed to control his emotions of fury, but William consistently avoids any places with a large concentration of people - or areas with loud equipment. It's why construction never bodes well for him and he loses sleep over it.

Meanwhile, he does have a good relationship with the other children. He has a lot of stamina thanks to his wolf blood and thus can play a lot more. He talks and plays with almost any children and his friendly personality earned him many friends - and has even been known to talk frequently with shy people in classes. He knows how to approach them properly and to not intimidate them with his energy. He mellows down for them and this causes them to open up to him a bit more. 

The Maervsky family had always been under the radar when it came to hunters, so they had no special worry in that regard. However, when it came to other supernaturals, they were well-known for their willingness to step up to anyone who dares disrupt the peace of Salem. William was unaware of this and by the age of ten, he had befriended a rather nasty werewolf. The werewolf was trying to lure him in and turn him against the pack, and William was none the wiser. If not for this encounter, none of the tragedies in his life would have ever happened. Had he not been foolish enough to not see the wickedness in the werewolf, nothing would have ever changed. But alas, William was young and foolish and things must happen for him to learn.

William was led to believe that at the night of the full moon, something special would happen. He foolishly wondered what it was and escaped his house during the night of the full moon, only before the sun would set. Bill and Tavia panicked when they couldn't find their child and Bill tracked him down to a nearby forest. That was when they all transformed painfully under the full moon while Tavia watched in panic. Bill, having forgotten his necklace at home, began to violently attack anyone in sight - the first one being his wife. He then engaged battle with the other werewolf. William, frightened, hid behind one of the bushes and watched as the two wolves tore each other apart. Suddenly, hunters came around and put an end to the battle. William spent the night, alone, shivering and regretting everything. That was the day William Harold Maervsky was orphaned.

He came back to his home three days later, starving and tired. He had spent the past three days in his wolf form, roaming around the forest. He cried and fainted soon after. He woke up and then promptly began feeling like himself again. When other packmates had found him in his house, he was then asked what had happened to his parents since Tavia Maervsky had been found dead and was buried while Bill was nowhere to be found - assumed to have been eaten by the werewolves who were fighting. William lied about it and told them that he didn't know, and faked being confused. His mind barred the memories and instinctively told everyone a lie - hoping that if he lied enough, he would soon convince himself that it wasn't his fault. That he wasn't the cause of his parents dying. That he wasn't the cause of them running out that night. That he wasn't the cause of them wondering where he was. 

Feeling pity for the young werewolf, one of his packmates - Volber Vulric, owner of the local butcher shop, took him and made him work there to earn some food to live. He had been offered sympathy and was able to continue all the way to high school thanks to the kindness of everyone he had met. This led him to believe that he could still trust others. That not everyone was bad. He slowly became happier and happier until where he was today. However, what also remained was a searing hatred for any of the supernaturals who stepped out of line - who decided that ruining the peace in their community was the right thing to do. He trained himself so that he would be able to fight them off. He trained tirelessly so that he could transform partially and willingly used his better heightened senses to track down those who wronged the community. This led him to many encounters and fights. He earned many scars because of them, those he hid from his friends.

There had been once incident that the pack was fighting with two rogue wolves who were more skilled in fighting than they were. William had been part of the attacking team and was severely injured thanks to his inexperience in the battlefield. He had been swiped at the back and then again at the front. He was left bleeding and slowly dying. It was only thanks to his regenerative abilities and the help of his packmates that he managed to survive. The two wolves had been defeated, however, and all was pretty well for them. William admitted that the battle had been very fierce and he swore to make himself better when it comes to fighting.

He never went on to college and opted to stay with Volber. There were two reasons: One, he didn't have the money nor the smarts to get into university and pay for the tuition fee. Two, he didn't exactly have any sort of goal in his mind other than protecting what is already around him - his city, or at least, what he can. He settled down into his usual normal life. He would often be one of the first people to greet a newcomer and even give them a tour of the place. He doesn't do much and people wonder where he gets the food and the money to buy clothes, but he only responds that it was because of his work with Volber and also because he gets tips from the ones he gives tours to.

William had a history with one of the witches of Salem - a young woman named Jamie. They were the best of friends that soon became lovers when he was eighteen. They would often be seen together. They were overall a sweet couple who doesn't show much affection in public, or even in private. Jamie had always invited him over and they would watch some scary shows just because, and then laugh at those movies that depicted them wrong. Nothing much had changed between them being best friends and them being lovers. This lasted for a year before they eventually broke up, thinking that it would be best if they simply stayed as best friends. They do admit that it had been quite a ride and everything had been going on well - but they just don't think they're right for each other. Jamie had since moved on to another boyfriend but still keeps William close to her heart as her "bestest friend" and he completely accepts it.

William never cared much for the hierarchy of their current pack. He is somewhere around the "Subordinate Class" - something that is in between the Beta and the Omega. However, he doesn't really care much for ranks. When their alpha challenged the new werewolf - a woman named Blaine Moore who he felt was admittedly dominant - he expected that it would like any other time. But Blaine had won and took over the supremacy. However, like before, there isn't much difference since she generally keeps to herself. William does tend to visit her every now and then - as he does with all of the werewolves in Salem and sometimes even other supernaturals who reside there, depending on his standing with them. Despite rivalries before, William never felt any sort of hostility towards or from the vampires so he became acquaintances with the lot of them.

With the shifts and the mysterious symbols coming up, William becomes more and more worried. He didn't know what was happening and he was hoping that it wouldn't be too bad.

| {Extra} |
- He can apparently hold his liquor and has a very high tolerance to it.
- He struggles with learning new languages, so he often resorts to reading body languages when it comes the time for when he needs to listen to someone who speaks another language.

So here's my first try on a character.





"Where's the fun when there isn't a little bit of chaos?"


Name: Theodore Felix Remmington

Age: 26

Gender: Male 

Species: Human

Appearance: When he's in normal clothing, he looks just like everyone else. With a mop of unruly blonde hair and alluring hazel eyes, Theodore looks like a charming young man. There's always a smile on his face whenever he talks to somebody. His normal clothing usually compromises of collared shirt and pants. He prefers smart casual clothing, it would seem. When he's out doing magic tricks for others, he takes on a suit and tie. When he's out doing his thievery, he changes his appearance to that of above - with his purple and violet suit being replaces with a black and grey one. He also wears a mask to hide who he really is. 

Personality: Theodore values fun above all things. He wants people to always smile around him, and he wants to smile as well. There are little things he wouldn't do in the name of fun. Unfortunately, his sense of 'fun' is rather twisted. Anything that seems like it would bring laughter to him is something he deems as fun. While he may seem to care if other people are enjoying it like him, the truth of the matter is that he doesn't really care about what others think about it. However, what he finds fun is actually chaos itself. It's part of the reason why he derives sick pleasure from casting illusions. He seems to highly enjoy breaking the law repeatedly.

He is well aware of his condition - something that would've crippled him for life, but he still kept on going. This is part of the reason why he feels that he should live life to the fullest and his constant use of magic despite its repercussions on his life. He was going to die anyway, so why not speed up the process and enjoy the ride along with it? However, despite this, he is actually generally kind and helpful and tends to use mundane magic tricks to amuse children. One of his few limitations is that he does not want any harm to befall a kid as a result of his actions - directly or indirectly. Theodore is rather friendly and seems to talk with anyone with ease.

History: Theodore had been born with a strange illness. It was never clear what exactly it was, but they knew that it was eating Theodore alive. He was bound to die at a young age and every doctor knew it. However, the Remmington family wanted to suppress it for as long as possible because who would want their first born to die? Theodore was weak ever since he was a child. He only learned how to walk when he was already three years old, and as a result of his weak constitution, he was home schooled. His parents got the best tutors from around the world to teach him. They used the resources they had to make Theodore's life better, but it was never enough. He suffered from severe backlashes which usually ended up with him having seizures and nearly killing himself almost the entire time. In the midst of his parents worrying and doctors scrambling to do something for the poor child, Theodore discovered magic. He was on his own back then when he suddenly had been able to cast a small fire, flickering on his hands. He had a good potential in magic, higher than his parents at the very least. He began to study up on it in secret as he knew it was illegal to practice magic itself.

When he was ten years old and already proficient in basic magic, he was suddenly whisked away from his parents by a mysterious group. Someone staged a fake death for him and then pilfered half of the Remmington family money. Theodore was none the wiser. The organization was the one who managed to stabilize his condition, though it didn't mean that he would live any longer. It only meant that he would be able to go on with life without convulsing every now and then. Theodore felt like he owed the organization a lot and soon forgot about his own family - but he still paraded with his original name. However, outside the country he originated from, the name held no weight so it didn't really matter. Theodore Remmington was trained further in the art of magic and was molded to become one of their agents. He was expendable, due to his willingness to die in the name of him having fun. 

With years of experience under his belt when it came to being an illegal magician and being a thief, he was contacted once more to rob the newly opened Maede Museum of Art. Theodore was more than happy to oblige and is looking forward to his companions.

Stats
Strength: 7
Dexterity: 13
Constitution: 6
Intelligence: 10
Charisma: 9
Magical Potential: 15

Skills:
Illusion Magic - He seems to lean more into illusion magic as it has been his first learned magic. He's been able to make distinct illusions with much concentration. However, none of it can actually harm anyone aside from their mental process.
Levitation magic - Though not as dangerous and still in its developmental stages, he typically uses it for distractions using his cards. It's why he needs to have a constant supply of cards.
Sleight of Hand - Magic that isn't really magic is something he uses frequently. Mostly involved in card tricks but has been known to dabble in a few others, Theodore had always found passion in tricking people without even using anything dangerous or illegal.
Sneaking - Of course, he is a thief first and foremost. He knows how to sneak around.
Lockpicking - Finally, he has learned the art of lockpicking, of all things.

Equipment:
- A deck of playing cards used for magic
- [5] Homemade flash bangs inside a small sphere for quick escape
- A cane. No one knows why he has it.

Artifact: A lockpick that never breaks. Since this particular artifact has a double, he was allowed to bring it with him. This made it all the more easier to break into some other places.

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