Title: DEVEREUX, jude parker
Jude Parker Devereux - July 19, 2007 11:04 PM (GMT)
__++hello. my name is…
name/nickname:: Erin
age:: 17
experience:: I own the site
other characters here:: Kella Credence Diesel, Danica Jade Caprice, Troy Bradley White
__++you can call me…
&&__basic information
full name:: Jude Parker Devereux
nickname(s):: None really
birthdate:: April 2nd, 1916
age:: 99
ethnicity:: French
orientation:: Heterosexual
species:: Werewolf
belongs too:: Vorace Pack
title:: Pack Leader
&&__physical description
height:: 6’ 2”
weight:: 211 lbs
eye color:: Gray
hair color:: His human hair color is brown, but when he transforms into a wolf, it’s a burnt copper.
body type:: Muscular, almost bulky.
distinguishing marks:: Long, dark marks down his back from battle, but from the occasional scar, nothing really.
dress style:: Jude is seen in more high-class clothes; blazers, suits, khakis, and things that make him look like he’s off to another day in the office. Armani is his preferred choice, but he’ll take what he can get – fairly. When he does go for that laid back look, it’s usually a nice pair of jeans and a black sweater or navy tee. Not surprising, he doesn’t really go for the vibrant colors. He does, however, love the Rolex that’s latched around his wrist and the stubble on his chin.
portrayal:: Christian Bale
picture::
&&__personality test
likes::
general description:: Jude is the more reserved kind of guy when it comes to living. It’s not because he’s shy, it’s just the way that he has been molded into through the years. When it comes to women, he’s not exactly the manwhore, finding good ole courting to be better then just going at it. The suave gentleman does know how to treat a lady right with fantastic nights out on the town. Unlike most of his brethren, he does not hate vampires or even the opposite clan. Sure, he hates what some of them stand for, but this alpha doesn’t take to judging one he has never met. Yet, he can make some rash decisions for the pack by what lies they spread to him. Lying just really upsets him. When he does get around to feeling emotion, it’s done right – which kind of seems a little freaky since a lot of the time he is quiet and rarely shows emotion.
&&__battle royale
artillary:: It’s pretty easy to find him walking around with a shoulder holster with an automatic in it with a few cartridges of ammunition. Still, he does know how to fire, clean, and assemble all the guns that the pack has.
swordsmanship:: Always with him is a four inch blade that he had custom made himself. On times, you’ll see him sporting a broadsword. Swordsmanship is one of the best skills he is good at.
martial arts:: Jude is familiar with most martial arts, but is most familiar with tae kwan do. Even with the bulky frame, he is rather agile and fluid with the moves of combat. When there is time, one can catch him teaching the pups.
combat:: This may be the better of all four of which Jude can do. His style is more formal and less street. Unlike many, this guy finds defeat almost blissful for inside himself he can feel a state of zen. It isn’t all too often that the alpha gets his ass kicked, but there are times when defeat bestows the leader.
&&__family history
father’s name:: Bradley Devereux (deceased)
mother’s name:: Katherine Devereux
sibling’s name:: N/A
general history::
&&__proving your worth
role-playing sample::
Treasure Island. This was enemy territory, in a sense anyway. Sure, friends were made from other casinos and hotels, but never did the Turner man want to go stumbling around in them. It wasn't fear, but caution. Who knew if anybody was going to put a fist to his gorgeous face for being from Caesar’s? Okay, odds were it was unlikely to heppen, but there was a certain respect somewhere in his beliefs not to go stumble into another hotel and/or casino if one worked for another one. To Camden, it was like breaking some sort of code between brothers or something. It was weird, but that didn't really matter. Treasure Island didn't really qualify as a hotel or casino for him at all! This was maybe his least favorite place in the whole of Las Vegas with pirates running around. Pirates weren't something that sparked any sort of interest in the security guard. Where did that take anybody in life? To some sort of pirate movie? Oh, well, Vegas offered dreams that few would expect to be there. The dancers, however, were pretty damn good and kind of made up for the uniqueness that Treasure Island held. A drink or two would really be needed to just make it for the short of amount of time that would be spent in the confounded place.
The main reason for being in enemy territory was the search for Bryleigh. There hadn't been any formal meeting, but the feeling of wanting to argue - or was it to make out? - was pulsating through him. Besides, it had been a while since his baby blues had last seen her. The most that was really known about her job was that she was an exotic dancer and worked at Treasure Island. That was pretty much the extent. He wasn't certain if she would be at Mist or at Tangerine, so he left a message with some form of management to say that a client of some sort was searching for her. Or had it been lawyer? Or brother? Cam couldn't really remember since that excuse had been used so many times with so many variations that it was hard to keep track. The funny thing was that nobody had really caught on. It hadn't been used in many of the hotels or casinos, but at restaurants or clubs or some place with a lot of people. Ok, so all of Las Vegas was pretty much like that, but only one out of ten times did it not work. The method was good and there wasn't much point in changing it until it didn't work three times out of ten. So the statistics were made up, but they were still pretty good!
The wonderful thing that Mist offered was that there weren't any people dressed like they had just come from the beach. The guy from Caesar's wasn't looking like that. The jeans covering his muscular legs were a dark blue with very little fading to them, a button down cotton t-shirt, and a pinstripe blazer. A pair of sunglasses had been over his eyes, but it was far too dark to be wearing them anymore. Putting them safely in the inside pocket of the jacket, Camden found a waitress going by and asked, "Can I get a beer, lovely?" Lovely was what he called every waitress that he didn't know. Usually brightened their day when it wasn't said with force. The way he said it was rather mild. "Anything is fine." With that, he pointed to one of the couches he'd be sitting at. Dancing, let alone moving after that busy day, seemed almost difficult. The waitress came back over with his beer, just the way he liked it when a drink was taken, and thanked her kindly. For the time being, he'd just have to sit there and drink until Bryleigh came around. Hell, it was a risk just assuming that she was working that night. If she never showed, there were plenty of fine specimens around. Man, it was easy to hope she'd get there soon because plenty of them were looking his way and he couldn't bare to break their hearts, or their sex drive
member title:: BELIEVE IN THE [..] shadows
name/nickname:: Erin
age:: 17
experience:: I own the site
other characters here:: Kella Credence Diesel, Danica Jade Caprice, Troy Bradley White
__++you can call me…
&&__basic information
full name:: Jude Parker Devereux
nickname(s):: None really
birthdate:: April 2nd, 1916
age:: 99
ethnicity:: French
orientation:: Heterosexual
species:: Werewolf
belongs too:: Vorace Pack
title:: Pack Leader
&&__physical description
height:: 6’ 2”
weight:: 211 lbs
eye color:: Gray
hair color:: His human hair color is brown, but when he transforms into a wolf, it’s a burnt copper.
body type:: Muscular, almost bulky.
distinguishing marks:: Long, dark marks down his back from battle, but from the occasional scar, nothing really.
dress style:: Jude is seen in more high-class clothes; blazers, suits, khakis, and things that make him look like he’s off to another day in the office. Armani is his preferred choice, but he’ll take what he can get – fairly. When he does go for that laid back look, it’s usually a nice pair of jeans and a black sweater or navy tee. Not surprising, he doesn’t really go for the vibrant colors. He does, however, love the Rolex that’s latched around his wrist and the stubble on his chin.
portrayal:: Christian Bale
picture::
&&__personality test
likes::
- -women
-fine wines
-seclusion
-the hours before dawn
-classical music
-being a leader
-nightlife – crickets, frogs
-the beauty of life
-the art of death
-a little mystery in life
-level headed thinking
-children
-training new members
- -telling people what to do
-prostitutes/exotic strippers
-interrupted sleep
-large, large amount of people
-normal sports
-liars
-harsh/irrational thinking
-dumbfounded people
-hunting humans
-eating scraps or leftovers
-remembering people
-remembering the past
-talking
- -doesn’t talk when being spoken to
-reads into things too much
-doesn’t notice what’s right in front of him – personally
-can be brilliant once moment and dense the next
-comparing things to others
general description:: Jude is the more reserved kind of guy when it comes to living. It’s not because he’s shy, it’s just the way that he has been molded into through the years. When it comes to women, he’s not exactly the manwhore, finding good ole courting to be better then just going at it. The suave gentleman does know how to treat a lady right with fantastic nights out on the town. Unlike most of his brethren, he does not hate vampires or even the opposite clan. Sure, he hates what some of them stand for, but this alpha doesn’t take to judging one he has never met. Yet, he can make some rash decisions for the pack by what lies they spread to him. Lying just really upsets him. When he does get around to feeling emotion, it’s done right – which kind of seems a little freaky since a lot of the time he is quiet and rarely shows emotion.
&&__battle royale
artillary:: It’s pretty easy to find him walking around with a shoulder holster with an automatic in it with a few cartridges of ammunition. Still, he does know how to fire, clean, and assemble all the guns that the pack has.
swordsmanship:: Always with him is a four inch blade that he had custom made himself. On times, you’ll see him sporting a broadsword. Swordsmanship is one of the best skills he is good at.
martial arts:: Jude is familiar with most martial arts, but is most familiar with tae kwan do. Even with the bulky frame, he is rather agile and fluid with the moves of combat. When there is time, one can catch him teaching the pups.
combat:: This may be the better of all four of which Jude can do. His style is more formal and less street. Unlike many, this guy finds defeat almost blissful for inside himself he can feel a state of zen. It isn’t all too often that the alpha gets his ass kicked, but there are times when defeat bestows the leader.
&&__family history
father’s name:: Bradley Devereux (deceased)
mother’s name:: Katherine Devereux
sibling’s name:: N/A
general history::
- -The day Peter Devereux found out that his wife was pregnant was the day of his death. Being an undercover agent amongst the vampires, it brought him some enemies, even if what he was doing would eventually help with the separation of the coven and pack.
-After Katherine’s breakdown, she put on a brave smile. A baby was on the way and she’d have to support them as best as possible. With that in mind, she sold as many possessions as possible and moved into the Catholic Church.
-Everyday went by with a small amount of nagging fear for what if one of them found out she was a werewolf? Would God smite her for being in His house? Never did she bring any of her spoils back to the church. Meat was needed, especially during pregnancy and that gruel only made her sick.
-Labor was quick, surprisingly. Myth had it that a quick labor for a werewolf meant a dead baby. It proved true for the baby leaving the womb. Mother was in the corner crying, saying it should have been her.
-When the doctor was about ready to give up, all the medicine they had back in 1916, life moved into the baby’s body. It seemed that God did not smite Katherine, but gave her a miracle with the baby.
-Naming the boy her father’s name and her husband’s name, she decided that they had overstayed their welcome at the church. Getting the little belongings that they had left, mother and baby moved out of France to the seaside town of Lyon.
-There, she taught him the best education that they had, the English language from which she had learned from her husband, and everything a growing boy needed. This also included the transformation into wolf.
-By five years old, little Jude could hunt like a full grown and showed wonderful signs of growing up to be a strong alpha male. This alone made his mother proud.
-When he was fourteen, he started working in a bakery cleaning up and even helping in the back when it called for it. They paid well enough to keep mother and son together with Katherine’s brother.
-Even at this age, he was already a quiet lad that only talked to mother and family. It was supposed that he was just shy, but it would be the great façade of a future leader.
-Years went by as being a baker’s protégé, but when the war between species and each other thrived, the strong man became a soldier, fighting for what he felt was right. The long scars that scrape down his back are medals from this.
-Yet, during the battle, he actually met some vampires. They weren’t what everybody made them out to be. Some would say he befriended them, others would say it was a sick play by fate.
-When his mother and he went to the Vorace’s, the leader was not what he thought should have been. He was looking for a way to destroy every coven, the other pack, and anybody else that got in this dictator’s way.
-With that in mind, Jude took on the alpha male. After a long, grueling fight, he was the only one that was left. Now, he became the new alpha and was, and still is, looking for a path of peace for all packs, covens, and the human race while the pack sits idly by to wait.
&&__proving your worth
role-playing sample::
Treasure Island. This was enemy territory, in a sense anyway. Sure, friends were made from other casinos and hotels, but never did the Turner man want to go stumbling around in them. It wasn't fear, but caution. Who knew if anybody was going to put a fist to his gorgeous face for being from Caesar’s? Okay, odds were it was unlikely to heppen, but there was a certain respect somewhere in his beliefs not to go stumble into another hotel and/or casino if one worked for another one. To Camden, it was like breaking some sort of code between brothers or something. It was weird, but that didn't really matter. Treasure Island didn't really qualify as a hotel or casino for him at all! This was maybe his least favorite place in the whole of Las Vegas with pirates running around. Pirates weren't something that sparked any sort of interest in the security guard. Where did that take anybody in life? To some sort of pirate movie? Oh, well, Vegas offered dreams that few would expect to be there. The dancers, however, were pretty damn good and kind of made up for the uniqueness that Treasure Island held. A drink or two would really be needed to just make it for the short of amount of time that would be spent in the confounded place.
The main reason for being in enemy territory was the search for Bryleigh. There hadn't been any formal meeting, but the feeling of wanting to argue - or was it to make out? - was pulsating through him. Besides, it had been a while since his baby blues had last seen her. The most that was really known about her job was that she was an exotic dancer and worked at Treasure Island. That was pretty much the extent. He wasn't certain if she would be at Mist or at Tangerine, so he left a message with some form of management to say that a client of some sort was searching for her. Or had it been lawyer? Or brother? Cam couldn't really remember since that excuse had been used so many times with so many variations that it was hard to keep track. The funny thing was that nobody had really caught on. It hadn't been used in many of the hotels or casinos, but at restaurants or clubs or some place with a lot of people. Ok, so all of Las Vegas was pretty much like that, but only one out of ten times did it not work. The method was good and there wasn't much point in changing it until it didn't work three times out of ten. So the statistics were made up, but they were still pretty good!
The wonderful thing that Mist offered was that there weren't any people dressed like they had just come from the beach. The guy from Caesar's wasn't looking like that. The jeans covering his muscular legs were a dark blue with very little fading to them, a button down cotton t-shirt, and a pinstripe blazer. A pair of sunglasses had been over his eyes, but it was far too dark to be wearing them anymore. Putting them safely in the inside pocket of the jacket, Camden found a waitress going by and asked, "Can I get a beer, lovely?" Lovely was what he called every waitress that he didn't know. Usually brightened their day when it wasn't said with force. The way he said it was rather mild. "Anything is fine." With that, he pointed to one of the couches he'd be sitting at. Dancing, let alone moving after that busy day, seemed almost difficult. The waitress came back over with his beer, just the way he liked it when a drink was taken, and thanked her kindly. For the time being, he'd just have to sit there and drink until Bryleigh came around. Hell, it was a risk just assuming that she was working that night. If she never showed, there were plenty of fine specimens around. Man, it was easy to hope she'd get there soon because plenty of them were looking his way and he couldn't bare to break their hearts, or their sex drive
member title:: BELIEVE IN THE [..] shadows