Post by wolven on Jul 13, 2012 15:33:25 GMT -5
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The Wolven
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Exodus
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The Wolven has no real name, as his abusive father never even gave him one. Instead he is simply known by the name the newspapers gave him. He is a large male, standing at six feet and eleven inches tall. He weighs three hundred and seventy pounds, and is extraordinarily muscular. Not many know what he actually looks like because he almost never takes his outfit off. If one were to gain his trust, not an easy feat, Wolven will prove to be extremely loyal, much like a dog to his master. He will protect them at whatever cost, even his own life, though he has a blatant disregard for other people’s lives.
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The Wolven
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sweet 27
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M ale
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born a, Human
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THE WOLVEN is, Six feet eleven inchestall.
no place like home[/color]:;[/b][/size]
Hinton, West Virgian
getting lucky with ~someone~[/color]:;[/b][/size]
Heterosexual
babies coming?[/color]:;[/b][/size]
MARRIED? No, who would!?
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Strength x4
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Wolven has three long claws upon each hand attached to his suit for a total of six claws. Each claw is three feet long and razor sharp. Each set of claws will fold back along his forearms to allow for normal use of his hands. Also, the jaws upon his suit open up and can snap shut like a bear trap with enough power to shear through metal and shatter bone.
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The Wolven created his own outfit after learning how to be a blacksmith like his father. It is based upon a wolf’s looks and will resist gun fire up to a .44 caliber round. It protects his head, chest, torso and arms but not his back or stomach. Beneath it he wears a plain white t-shirt, and he wears simple black leather pants upon his legs and black leather combat boots. While wearing it, he is unable to run because of it's weight.
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ANYOTHERITEMS?
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CHAOTIC
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Evil
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Wolves
,Blood
,Killing people
,Raw meat
,Cuddling
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People
,Being around groups of people
,Cats
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Lockiophobia (Fear of childbirth)
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Killing people
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The Wolven was born to man and lady living deep in the mountains in West Virginia. The two where cousins, and should never have married. The pregnancy had all kinds of problems, but the husband refused to let his wife go to the hospital. During child birth, she died and Wolven’s father blamed the boy for killing his mother. So he locked him in cages for his life outside in the rain and weather. He was treated like a dog, never taught how to speak or even given a name. He was beaten and abused, as the father though he was the source of all his problems. The father was a blacksmith, making things for the nearby town and whenever people came to get things fix or made he hid the child away. Eventually he began to force the boy to work in the forge, using him as slave labor. Although the boy could not speak he did learn quickly and learned how to work metal by watching his father.
After many years, the boy picked the lock on his cage, having stole things from the forge to accomplish the goal. He ran away in to the woods, trying to get away from his dad. He made it almost ten miles, before he was attacked by a pack of wolves. They tore the boy apart. They ripped his back, torso and neck up. A nearby family heard his screams from their house and saved him, driving the dogs away. He was taken to a hospital and just barely survived. He spent months in the hospital, recovering but his mind never did. The image of the wolf stayed in his mind, seared there by fear and trauma. Eventually he was released from the hospital and he slowly made his way back home. When he got there, his father was livid with the body for escaping, and began to beat him to death. Wolven grabbed a kitchen knife, and proceeded to stab his father seventy two times. This sealed his mental state.
The boy went to the forge he had so long been forced to work in and began to beat out an outfit. He worked for two days straight, not stopping to eat and drinking little as he forged away at the metal until he had created a costume in the likeness of his fear. With reverence, he donned the outfit and took on the persona of “The Wolven”. He proceeded to move towards town, killing everybody me meet on the way. His first was a couple camping in the woods, he slaughtered them while they were making love in their tent. The second was a good samaritan who stopped to try to pick him up along a road. The fourth, fifth, and six who were a family he came across in their house close to town. He tore the mother, father, and six year old girl to shreds.
His killing spree continued, until the cops finally caught him, shooting him in the legs and finally sedating the serial killer. He was taken away to a psychiatric hospital jail and locked deep away in the high security that was deep underground, beneath the hospital and jail itself. He was chained and shackled to the wall; the door sealed and welded shut because the male was so strong he would easily break it down. An I.V. was kept in his arm at all times, supplying the male with liquids and a mild sedative to calm him down, and an electric shock collar wrapped around his neck. A tube hung from the ceiling that the male was feed through once a day, a pasty disgusting meal to keep the man alive and well. Here is where he stays, lone and waiting.
After many years, the boy picked the lock on his cage, having stole things from the forge to accomplish the goal. He ran away in to the woods, trying to get away from his dad. He made it almost ten miles, before he was attacked by a pack of wolves. They tore the boy apart. They ripped his back, torso and neck up. A nearby family heard his screams from their house and saved him, driving the dogs away. He was taken to a hospital and just barely survived. He spent months in the hospital, recovering but his mind never did. The image of the wolf stayed in his mind, seared there by fear and trauma. Eventually he was released from the hospital and he slowly made his way back home. When he got there, his father was livid with the body for escaping, and began to beat him to death. Wolven grabbed a kitchen knife, and proceeded to stab his father seventy two times. This sealed his mental state.
The boy went to the forge he had so long been forced to work in and began to beat out an outfit. He worked for two days straight, not stopping to eat and drinking little as he forged away at the metal until he had created a costume in the likeness of his fear. With reverence, he donned the outfit and took on the persona of “The Wolven”. He proceeded to move towards town, killing everybody me meet on the way. His first was a couple camping in the woods, he slaughtered them while they were making love in their tent. The second was a good samaritan who stopped to try to pick him up along a road. The fourth, fifth, and six who were a family he came across in their house close to town. He tore the mother, father, and six year old girl to shreds.
His killing spree continued, until the cops finally caught him, shooting him in the legs and finally sedating the serial killer. He was taken away to a psychiatric hospital jail and locked deep away in the high security that was deep underground, beneath the hospital and jail itself. He was chained and shackled to the wall; the door sealed and welded shut because the male was so strong he would easily break it down. An I.V. was kept in his arm at all times, supplying the male with liquids and a mild sedative to calm him down, and an electric shock collar wrapped around his neck. A tube hung from the ceiling that the male was feed through once a day, a pasty disgusting meal to keep the man alive and well. Here is where he stays, lone and waiting.
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