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Adonis Raptis  the basics Nicknames • Let's see if you can come up with some -_^ Age • twenty-one Rank • Episkopous - Overseer Birthday • Feburary 10, 1996 Marrital Status • Single Gender • Male Sexuality • Straight Race • Lycian the appearance Face Claim • Brock O'Hurn Height and Weight • Human - 6'1 & 230lbs Wolf - 90cm & 190lbs Identifying Features • Human - Celtic Tattoo one on each bicept of his arms. | Wolf - one blue eye and one green eye Overall Appearance • As a human Adonis is a charming loner. Standing at 6'1 he normally catches the eyes of some ladies while walking down the street. Broad shoulders fitted to the leather jacket that he usually wears or any of his shirts. A rock hard chest and abs accompany this man in the best way they can. Lean and coiled muscle is what this man is made up of hardened Steel. Long black hair with only strips of bleached blonde in it from the sun cascade over his shoulders. One green and one blue eye make him really stand out in a crowd if you're looking for him. As a wolf Adonis's pelt is jet black with the same bleached blonde spots on his body. His odd-eyed follow him in this form, one green, and one blue. In this form he is an extra-large Tundra wolf, standing to be 90cm from ground to shoulder and weighing in at 190lbs of coiled muscle. the personality Likes •
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Dreams • To be a great overseer and to keep his Clan safe. Fears • Failing at his job Overall Personality • Adonis is a slightly strange person. You never can really tell what exact mood he is in. This man is normally to himself and doesn't smile much. He has his moments of happiness and his moments of he doesn't care. When he is happy of course you'll see him laughing and smiling with that gorgeous smile of his. He will joke and carry on, but then again this normally means he has had a drink or two to take the edge off. Thankfully he isn't an angry drinker. When his mood swings to one of his darker moods you will usually find him on his own, strolling in the woods or running. With slight anger issues, he likes his solitude. Even so, if someone or something needs his help he is always a helping hand. Never wanting anyone to feel like they can't ask for help should they need it. the history Father • Thadius | dead Mother • Charissa | dead Siblings • Adrian | alive/sepratated Important People • Uncle Xanthe Hometown • New Orleans Overall History • In the year 1996 twins were born, but then again many twins were born that year. Only this set of twins wasn’t born in a hospital where doctors would take them from their mother and clean them up. No, these twins were born in the bedroom of their parent's large home. The woman's name was Charissa, and laying in her bed with a midwife coaching her through her delivery she creamed as each contraction brought her pain. Her husband stood beside her, holding her hand and smiled just as their first child was brought into this world. The midwife handed the baby to another woman to be taken care of and cleaned. Thadius, the twins father, watched as the woman walked away with his first child. Staying by his wife another contraction made her push, and another blessed child came into this world. Thadius and Charissa were so excited to have their children in the world with them now. From the moment Charissa knew she was pregnant she loved them with all her being. Their father would rub her stomach at night while the boys kicked and moved within her womb. But now they would get to watch them grow and become amazing men. Soon their father’s brother came into the room, their Uncle Xanthe. A kind man with kind eyes. “They are beautiful children Charissa, you did a wonderful job at making them”, Thadius spoke softly to his tired wife as sweat rolled down her face he softly wiped it away before kissing her. The twins being born wasn’t the only thing that happened that year, a season for hunting wolves was in place. For the population had gotten too big. Too many had moved to the area and created a problem for those that had been there for years. Thadius and Charissa were a pair that belonged to the oldest Clan that had lived in New Orleans, never once had they had this problem with the locals before. They would have to be extra careful on their hunts and teaching their children now more than ever. Thadius brother was a loner Lycian. He never really liked the idea of joining a Clan. “What will you name them”, Xanthe asked the pair. Thadius and Charissa looked to him and both said,”Adonis and Adrian.” -Four Years Later- Thadius and Charissa were out hunting while Xanthe watched the children. They loved their cartoons and toys, Xanthe loved the boys as his own children, which he never had any. It had grown dark and their parents hadn’t returned from their hunt. The boys hadn’t even stopped playing since they left. Although Xanthe had grown weary and concerned. It was then that the house phone had begun to ring. Xanthe answered the phone, leaned against the counter while the voice on the other end of the line spoke,”is this Xanthe”, it asked. He spoke,”yes this is he, may I ask whom I am speaking with?” “I am Detective Stone. I highly regret to inform you that your brother and sister-in-law were found dead this morning. I’m sorry”, the detective grew silent for a moment,”I know they had children by the pictures in his wallet. Are you taking them under your care or should we come and collect them for the orphanage?” Xanthe was frozen where he stood, but his body had answered for him,”no, I shall take them in. Thank you, detective, for letting me know.” The detective said a few more words and then hung up. Xanthe would now be the caretaker of his nephews. Selling his house he began to live in his brother’s home with his brother’s children. Too young to understand still he would wait to tell them when they were older. He would tell them stories of their parents at night and how they truly love one another and both the boys. - At Age 17 - The day had come. His Uncle Xanthe had told them about their mother and father. Hatred for humans burning in Adonis’s eyes. He would make them pay. Somehow, someway, it would happen. Xanthe told him about this house they lived in was their house and that they both had an inheritance waiting for them once they turned eighteen. Each of them would be rich. Adrian went on about how he was going to do good with his and buy land for the pack to run and hunt on. When asked what he was going to do with his he only shrugged his shoulders. Still torn at the fact he wasn’t told sooner and how it happened. Hunters. Wolf hunters. Had shot and killed their parents. He couldn’t understand the meanness in the human's hearts. But then again everything had the potential to be evil. Adonis wanted away from New Orleans. He hated it there now. Tossing and turning, arguing with himself about just leaving. No one would have to know and he could write them both a small note saying goodbye. Throwing back the covers, Adonis jumped out of bed. Going to his desk and grabbing two pieces of paper. The Note to his Brother: Dear Adrian, My dearest brother. I wish you well in this life, but I can no longer stay here in this house, this city, this state. I know not where I shall go. Hopefully one day we shall meet again. I love you, little brother. Adonis The note was short and brief. He didn’t have much to say. He didn’t want to waste time he could be running for a longer note. The Note to his Uncle: Dear Uncle Xanthe, I wish you would have told us sooner, but I do not hold it against you. I no longer wish to be within the walls or city. So I will find a new home. Take care of Adrian for me. Love your Nephew Adonis. Now that the notes were written he packed his things. A duffle bag of clothes and the money he had saved doing odd end jobs for humans. While digging he had also found the paperwork for him to receive his inheritance, he would need it. For it was still months before his birthday came along and he only had so much money. Taking the notes and placing them outside of his uncle’s and brother’s doors he quietly slipped out of the house. Just like that, he was a shadow in the night. Taking back ways and staying away from street lights. - Present Day - It had been years ago that Adonis had left his uncle and brother. Now he is a grown man. Job steady as a Bouncer at the Crucible Nightclub. Living in a one-bedroom one bath apartment. Where one neighbor gets high all the time and the other he has hardly seen. Sleeping much of the day since his job requires him to be awake at night. Most of his time is spent at the gym. Running on the treadmill or lifting weights. There is always a hole in his soul from leaving his brother and something else he can never quite put his finger on. Maybe it was time he thought about joining a Clan. Somewhere to settle permanently and to call home again. the role player Alias• Vixaria Time Zone • Central State You Live In • Arkansas Other Characters • Dartainan Knight |