Post by Danny Blackwell on Oct 6, 2018 5:38:09 GMT -5
Full Name: Daniel Shepard Blackwell
Nickname/Alias: Danny, Shep
Age/Date Of Birth: 25/09/1993 25
Race: Creature
Occupation: Jack of all trades, he dabbles in shady things.
Species Group: Skinwalker, Black Dog
Play-By: Dave Franco
Abilities
Characteristics: A Black Dog is a special type of Skinwalker that is treated as an omen. This is due to the fact that non-skinwalkers who see them in their true form become cursed. This eventually leads to death of the person who saw the creature if they don’t break the curse through magical means or by killing the Black Dog that cursed them.
Appearance: These skinwalkers can vary between breeds but one thing is common between them all - their black coat of fur.
Powers/Abilities:
Hypnotic Gaze: Staring into a black dog’s eyes can show a person their future death. Whether or not this future changes, depends on the actions the person takes.
Curse Manipulation: Those who see a Black Dog in their real form are cursed with misfortune. However, this does not affect other Skinwalkers.
Enhanced Strength: Black Dogs are able to overpower humans easily
Enhanced Speed: They are faster than any normal human
Shapeshifting: Black Dogs can shift between their human and dog form at will.
Danny as a Black Dog Skinwalker takes the form of a Black Pitbull.
Super Senses: They have very sharp senses.
Infectious Bite: If a Black Dog bites anyone, they will turn into a Skinwalker.
Invisibility: Black Dogs can turn invisible by merging with darkness at night or within shadows.
Vulnerabilities:
Silver: Black Dogs can only be killed by silver weapons to the heart or head.
Special Inventory
Special items that are bought from the store will go here.
Likes:
❤ Cats, but shhh it's a secret
❤ Feeling strong
❤ Knowing things others don't know, secrets.
Dislikes:
✗ Hunters, fuck them all.
✗ Weak, kind of nice people (Tony)
✗ Being treated like a bitch.
Fears:
☬ Death
☬ Disfigurement
Goals:
★ To steal Lux's pack
Personality: He is a BIG jerk. Danny has a ton of problems and as a default he just doesn't trust or cares for people around him. He knows enough of life not to go piss people bigger than him directly and he has learned to at least pretend some degree of civility. However, his true personality shines through and he only succeeds at not being kicked out of his ass most of the time, because he still comes across as an unfriendly egoist at best, and a bully at the worst. He has a terrible personality and doesn't care about it.
He is not really attached to anyone or anything in particular, and for that reason he pretty much only values power, he'll value someone who is convenient for him, but only as far as that person may get him. He has some degree of allegiance to his allies so he won't really stab someone in the back unless that's convenient to do. He doesn't really trust anyone completely and even though he keeps people at an arm's length emotionally he is not devoid of feelings, so some people might slip through every now and then. He is not someone to blab his plans easily, but he isn't a mastermind to the point of being perfect at lying. He kind of thinks of himself very highly, but he is aware he has flaws.
He knows better than go straight to the throat, but he isn't afraid to kick those who are down.
Relationship with packmates: Lux, Aella, Kaiden and Jedrek. He considers them strong and wouldn't underestimate any of them in a fight. Aella and Jedrek are the one he watches out for the most. Since Lux seems less suspicious of him and Kaiden doesn't seem to be against him.
He doesn't think of anyone outside of the two of them as a believable threat to his bid for power and thinks it would be easy to get the whole pack to fall in line with them gone. Vanessa is an useful ally, but she is also a liability given her temper, still she seems to be useful and he knows he got her on his side. He likes her... a bit.
He dislikes Tony a lot because he reminds him of his old self, and how he got treated. Honestly he considers his weak personality a lil bit a personal offense to his own ego. He doesn't like people who antagonizes him, and staying in the pack requires quite a bit of self restraint, there's a lot of heads that would roll if he had his way.
Traits
✧ Pragmatic
✧ Spartan
✧ Ambitious
Negatives:
✦ Ruthless
✦ Bully
✦ Jerk
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Parents: Mandy and Theodore Blackwell
Siblings: Ana and Jessica
Other Family: Yes, but he never got close to them.
Important Others: No one.
History: Danny's family was what he would call later typical, his dad owned a restaurant and his mother was a stay at home mom. He had two younger siblings Ana and Jessica as the eldest son a lot was expected of him. His parents would let him know that even when they pampered and had different expectations from his sisters, something he would grow to resent with the passage of the years. He was not allowed to get grades less than A, and he would never get permission to hang with kids of his age or do anything that wasn't returning home after school, studying and helping with menial house chores. He hated it.
Things took a turn for the worse when his mother and sisters, died on a tragic car accident. His father seemed to resent that he was the only survivor and that he had to still take care for him. Danny couldn't wait to be old enough to be on his own and never see him again. He dedicated most of his time to study, he didn't have any friends and was seen as the weirdo loner of his school, which made him even more bitter than he was by then. He went through his school years hoping life would be better someday somehow, but he wasn't really sure how besides becoming really rich or something.
He tried to get in a medicine school to become a doctor, but somehow he didn't make the cut. Instead he went to study the lesser sibling of being a doctor and entered a nursing school. Not the best for a male, but he had this idea in his head that he could specialize in private care and it wouldn't be so bad. He could even end up caring for a rich person or something like that. He wound up working at a hospital in the graveyard shift. Which included some occasional teasing from some of the male doctors. Danny was on his best behavior not to get fired, but whenever no one was looking he'd give them the finger or mouth an insult.
All of that would change the day one patient was brought up to the hospital. This person was a skinwalker who had been attacked by a hunter. The skinwalker broke free from the ER and tried to get out of the hospital. Danny was the poor unlucky bastard that ran in their way on their way out. He'd see how this person would ditch their gown and turn into a dog right before his eyes. The next thing he knew is that he was down and there was blood all over the place... his blood. Danny saw his life flash through his eyes, it wasn't filled with happy memories and he had the odd thought that of course, that how he'd end up.
He'd have some freak death right out from a horror movie. Why not? His luck was shit. He'd drift into unconsciousness. When he opened his eyes again, he was laying on a bed on a hospital room, inexplicably still alive. He had bandages and felt itchy from the stitches on his chest. Oh great, scars. He recovered incredibly fast... in fact too fast for that to be normal. He wouldn't have time to settle in his new situation because as soon as he got back to his home a terrible surprise awaited him. A hunter no less, shooting silver bullets at him. Danny was forced to run with the clothes he was wearing and whatever money he was carrying on his pocket.
It was definitely his shitty luck. It was like a freaking curse. He was forced to hitchhike to his father's house. His father didn't really care for explanations and seemed mad to take him in, but to his awe and surprise he allowed him to stay. That night Danny would go out for a walk and then he ran into a former classmate from high school. A little piece of shit asshole who always had a thing for making fun of Danny, in public. Danny narrowed his eyes at him the two of them traded barbs. Things got heated up and it turned into blows. Danny wasn't exactly the weakest of men, but wasn't exactly the strongest before.
And then it happened. He turned and killed him. Danny wasn't stupid, he knew murder was a crime and he went on the run. As time passed he got used to his new life even joined packs and hunted with other skinwalkers, almost completely giving away any care of morality about killing or doing other things. It was in their nature and it was right to follow their nature. Unluckily Danny developed the habit of wanting to challenge the pack leaders all of the time in order to take over, it always ended with him beaten and expelled from the pack.
He joined Lux's pack with the same goal. Time will tell if he can conquer this pack or if he is doomed to fail like before.
Alias: Lyle / Devil's Trap
How did you find us?: Don't know.
Experience: Are you doubting my experience? Piss off, hoe.
Other Characters: Yeah, but no one cares about those other bitches they are NOT important.
Still want to know?... Eww fine I'll list them, but you are not getting links because they literally don't matter as much as I do.
Lyle York, Ithuriel, Apollo, Jarvis, Marshall Barrett, Maxon Smart, Torcher, Marcus Blackwood, Christina Grabriella York, Anastasia Martan, Jackson Grant, Finn Williams, Nathaniel McKinley, Revlon Gray, Connor Parker, Rebecca Winchester, Zachary Freeman, Edward Price, Sevrum Arkwright, Courtney Smith, Madison Stark, Sam Winchester, Princess, Lyle's NPC, Lindsey Watson, Eliza Prescott, James, Titus Maximillian Cooper, Andrew whathisname, Dankman, Luka, Danny and Solana. + Other unimportant hoes that will be made.
Just so you know I am the only one that matters. Don't bother with the others.
RP Sample:
He sat looking at the window, it was a foggy morning and the image of the street below was blurry because a thin veil of moisture had clouded the glass. A soft sigh escaped his lips. What a tragedy. He had this year the seat right next to the window and the day had to be a shit day with terrible weather. A student sitting by the window should have been lucky enough to have something to gaze and daydream about while the rest of the class was doomed to struggle to remain awake while the monotonous voice of the teacher went on the background.
He looked at the blackboard and blinked a bit when he saw it was a simple problem to which he knew the answer for. He raised his hand in the air, without a second though. Teacher's pet they would call him later, he knew, but he didn't care. They were all idiots doomed to fail somehow in life or that's what he told himself constantly. God knows people like that are a waste of oxygen. His face lighted up when the teacher noticed his hand and pointed at him. He straightened his position and puffed his chest, an expression of pride and superiority fell on his face.
He got up from his seat to write the answer, but suddenly he fell flat on his face. Of course, this was always done, how could he forget? Someone had put their foot on his way and he had tripped like a fool. For a moment, he had let himself forgot where he was and that he needed to watch out for his every move. Fuck. His face was red from anger and embarrassment, he wouldn't cry, he would not let them see him cry. If only that street outside wasn't blurry, then he at least would have had that today.
He looked at the blackboard and blinked a bit when he saw it was a simple problem to which he knew the answer for. He raised his hand in the air, without a second though. Teacher's pet they would call him later, he knew, but he didn't care. They were all idiots doomed to fail somehow in life or that's what he told himself constantly. God knows people like that are a waste of oxygen. His face lighted up when the teacher noticed his hand and pointed at him. He straightened his position and puffed his chest, an expression of pride and superiority fell on his face.
He got up from his seat to write the answer, but suddenly he fell flat on his face. Of course, this was always done, how could he forget? Someone had put their foot on his way and he had tripped like a fool. For a moment, he had let himself forgot where he was and that he needed to watch out for his every move. Fuck. His face was red from anger and embarrassment, he wouldn't cry, he would not let them see him cry. If only that street outside wasn't blurry, then he at least would have had that today.
I -Yet another jerk Played by Lyle- Danny have read the site rules and understand them. The code word for the rules is: (Kiss my shiny ass, Batman)
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