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CHARACTER INFOCharacter name: Silas Manchester
Nicknames: Si (pronounced Sai)
Character age: 21
Birthdate: 09/31/1986
Gender: Male
Lycan Species: Panther
Level: Submissive
Strengths: Usual ones found in lycanthropes,a stubborn nature in which he will do most anything to prove he's right, the ability to eventually accept what he can't change and make the best of the given situation, a strong spirit that endures even when his world is crashing down.
Weaknesses: the usual ones found in lycanthropes, arrogance, really dominant males, being sarcastic at all the wrong moments, a lack of an ability to keep from hiding anything through his eyes, the lack of an ability to trust in those around him when things get dangerous.
Weapons carried on person: None
Tell me about yourselfHair colour/style: Dark Brown/ Spiky
Eye colour: Green
Portrayal: Unknown model
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Physical description: He is tall, about 5'9 with a wiry body that could be more toned if he would work at it. He wears tight black pants and an array of muscle shirts with a pair of black boots. On the back of his left shoulder, he has a tatoo saying "badass".
Likes: Cars, rock music, men
Dislikes: Feeling weak, snobbish people, terrorists
Fears: Being hurt by someone he cares about, Guns, Silver
Nervous habits: He fiddles with his pants, every sentence is pure sarcasm.
Personality description: Silas acts like a real brat most of the time but it really is a cover-up for the male who is afraid to let someone else take control of him. He equates admitting to wanting to be dominated with being weak and ineffective so he hides behind the image of a ruffian who is up to no good.He figures that it would be better for someone to think him standoffish then as an easy target.
Take me home to meet mom and dad:Parents: Unknown
Siblings: None
Children: None
History: All Silas has to go on is his own name as to who his parents were. He cannot remember them at all as he was taken from the home at the age of three by social workers. He would spend the next years of his life going from foster home to foster home never really feeling at home anywhere. When he turned seven, he was adopted into a family that made him feel like he wasn't wanted, that he was lesser for not being with his birthparents and he struggled through that. He made a decision that if letting people close was just going to end up hurting him, he wouldn't do it. It would not be worth the pain.
When he turned twelve, he started getting into fights at school and his "parents" tried to figure out what was wrong with him but he refused to go to conseling. No one seemed to be able to control the young man who had made it quite clear that he wanted nothing to do with anyone. That was also the year that would change his life forever. His class took a fieldtrip to the zoo and unbeknownst to them, there was a were hidden in the cage containing the panthers. Silas found himself entranced by the large cats which were far on the other side of the pen and did not seem to want to come any nearer to the children. When Silas watched them, the shifter stalked to the bars of the cage and swiped at him. Caught off guard, SIlas got his arm scratched up enough to give him stitches. It also turned him into a shifter as well. When that was discovered, he found himself shuttled from home to home never staying long and being forced into facilities when the moon was full.
When he turned eighteen, he was finally released and told to go on his merry way alone and still untrained as to what he was. Angry and bitter at the world, he was headed down a path of destruction when he was found by a shifter of a whole other flavor. The werewolf took him in and taught him to control his beast. For two years he finally had someone to depend on, someone he could talk to. He let down his guard and allowed himself to get attached to the male who had become a constant in his life. Cruelty reared it's ugly head again and Silas ended up alone after his mentor was hunted and killed during a full moon and he himself was badly injured. Silas barely escaped with his life and returned to where he was staying at to rest for a few days before taking what he could and leaving. They had always planned on going down to Florida as the man owned a small vacation house down there so Silas figured he'd stay there.
Writing Sample: He had arrived at the house and felt a little guilty for just stealing the key, however Stephen wasn't alive enough to care about trivialities like stealing anymore. He slammed down the emotions that thought brought to mind. He wouldn't go there, not anymore. It wasn't worth it to care about someone else. They always left, always hurt you in the end. Being alone was better, safer. He would remember this, the sight of Stephan's bloody body would serve as a permanent reminder of why it would be stupid to open himself up to anyone else. He opened the door and stepped inside before he set down his bag and turned the lights on. It was a small, quaint building but it would do. Feeling suddenly tired, he decided that he HAD had a long journey and was due for some rest before he went out and bought necessities and found a safe place to let the panther in him run free. "Rest in peace,Stephan," he whispered, "I will never forget what you taught me."
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