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[allthesame2me]

Player Info
Name: Alma
Age: 35
Contact: (almalthia or allthesame2me)
Other Characters: N/A

Character Info
Name: Alex Marsters
Canon: OC
Age: 20
Character Description:
Human form:
6'2" / 143lbs
Blonde hair // waist length, wavy
Eyes: blue-green
Body type: fit and toned

Leopard form:
Typically colored leopard, blue-green eyes, about 1/2 again as large as a non-lycanthropic leopard. (Think somewhere between the average average lioness and tiger in size/weight, rather than a leopard: approx 300lbs)

Were form:
He can also take a form that is a classic 'were' animal, half man and half animal, with speaking abilities.
6'9" / 323 lbs

History:
World Background:
Imagine the year is 2016: America is suffering from the largest national debt it's had in decades and is trying to pull itself out of a Depression that has left tens of thousands without jobs. Foreclosures are at an all time high as people struggle to keep their families under a roof that they can call 'home'. Gas prices have begun to impact the ability people have to even get to the jobs they already have. Health Care is laughable at best. Social Security, the very thing that some survive off of, is being threatened to be removed in the near future.

Japan has suffered a country altering earthquake and other natural disasters are becoming more and more the 'norm'. Countries have begun violent uprising against their tyrannical leadership. Things have, in all forms and manner, gone to hell in a hand-basket.

Oh, and the world is supposed to end in approximately a years' time.

You might think, that with all of this and so much more already occurring throughout the world, that people might have taken the news better.. or at least been less shocked by it all.

It was a regular day, or as regular as any other. There wasn't anything that made the unveiling day different than any other, but it was a different day. As different a day as any human might have ever considered possible. After all, it wasn't every day that mythical and mystical creatures suddenly made themselves very known to be both very real and very integrated into the world around us.

Teachers, doctors, students, political figures...Mothers, fathers, sons, daughters... Suddenly the world was inundated with the fantastical: vampires, werewolves (and other werebeasts), witches, ghosts, fairies, ghouls and so very much more. People were suddenly learning that creatures of legend and myth had been their neighbors, friends and co-workers for any number of years. Some 'normals' celebrated and some feared the knowledge that such creatures existed.

Of those that suddenly made their way into the spotlight, there was also a mixture of reactions and feelings. There were those that came out immediately, reveling in the opportunity to flaunt what they were to the world at large. There were those that chose to remain quiet about their given abilities or alternate forms, choosing to reveal it to only those they wished and at their own leisure. Others still had already made the choice to keep it to themselves and share their identities with no one.

In one moment, the world that people had known was forever changed and issues of bigotry and racism came to the fore more than they ever had been. Talks were quickly held about putting a 'Non-human Registration' into effect so there would be some way of keeping track of the non-humans.

Nothing had yet been finalized upon Alex's arrival at the Keep, but there was no small amount of unrest about the civil unfairness this registration would involve.

Alex Background:
Alex was your typical twenty year old male; well, that is, if you discounted that he happened to turn into a wereleopard and was paid to model women's fashions.

He had been one of those middle-runners after the 'big announcement' was made, neither flaunting nor hiding from his true self. He had come to terms with his change after contracting lycanthropy nearly four years previous.

Born and raised in Southern California, Alex was a rather extroverted child and found no small amount of love for the arts and homemaking. He also was a good deal 'prettier' than many of his schoolmates, earning him no small amount of jabs and ridicule. As if this were not enough to make the boy a target, the young Marsters boy found that his interests leaned not just toward young women, but young men as well. However, his parents (his mother particularly) and friends were more supportive than perhaps any child could hope for, standing up for him and allowing him to be anything and anyone he cared to be.

At age fifteen, Alex was approached by a modeling agency and soon after he began his career at modeling. Modeling female fashions seemed the smallest of steps to the young man, who felt that there was nothing wrong with dressing in or wearing clothing that wasn't 'made for him'. His opinion was then, and remained, "If I feel good and look good in a dress, I'll wear the dress." He has toured the globe for shows and even now, at nineteen, remains in the modeling world; although there was a short time after turning seventeen that he was forced to take a leave of absence for .. personal reasons.

An unhinged fan, taking offense both at Alex's sexuality and his cross-dressing career choice, caught the young model off guard as he was leaving a show in Milan. His fellow models watched on, horrified, as the man proceeded to brutally beat Alex. Alex, though feminine and fey by nature, was not the most delicate of flowers. With his own well-being at risk, the young man fought back for all he was worth, drawing blood from his assailant.

It seemed like the fair-haired model might even win the exchange until the grubby local drew a knife and plunged it into Alex's trim form. In the ensuing chaos that followed, the man was caught by local law enforcement and Alex was brought to the hospital. No one thought anything of the man's cries of, "We'll see if you're so pretty next month!!!" It wasn't until the first full moon that the full levity of his words would be known to Alex, who had unknowingly been infected by the man's own lycanthropy during the fight.

The first signs were small ones: a heightening of his senses that he hadn't had before. He noticed that he seemed to heal pretty quickly when he'd gotten hurt a time or two, no visible scarring or marks remaining afterward, and he'd been known to move or break things that he shouldn't have been otherwise able to do. He couldn't quite explain the increase in his sexual appetites or the fact that certain things just felt different; how his skin simply felt alive and practically tingled. He'd have no way of knowing until after his first change that this was a sixth sense and that he was actually 'feeling' other creatures of myth and legend (just as readily as they felt him).

His first change, brought on forcefully at the next full moon, was painful and terrifying and it was only luck that sent him stumbling into the California desert, to be found by a local pack of werewolves. The pack nursed him through his first change and began the process of introducing the young leopard to his new way of life. For every question they answered, Alex had three more to take the place. It was a slow journey, but with time and patience, Alex found that he could live his life and make the best of it even with his 'monthly visitor'. He has continued to model and make a lucrative life for himself out of doing such, taking classes at the local community college during his off time.

Personality:
Alex was raised by a loving and very accepting mother and (mostly accepting) father who taught their son that he could be anything and everything he wanted to be; no matter what stigma might be connected to it. They wasn't much of an issue when their son came out to them fairly young in life, knowing that he wasn't the same as the other young men around him. It was because of this nurturing nature of his parents that Alex was able to be himself growing up.

Sweet, funny, loving. A lover of the arts and music and fully capable of seeing the inner and outer beauty in anyone. Trusting, at times, almost to a fault. Quick to laugh and slow to anger, though his anger (like any wereleopard) is a force to be reckoned with. Passionate and protective of those he loves, he can be highly emotive when stressed or pushed too hard. He's always been one to root for the underdog and help out when possible

Alex has the ability to remain calm in most situations that he's been through (up to and including the attack in Milan and his first change to a Wereleopard), acting as the voice of reason whenever possible. He is lighthearted and quick to smile, but listens well to directions and orders; particularly when the safety of others is concerned. He is friendly and extremely flirty, and gets along with just about everyone he knows, with some exceptions; some personalities just clash and some are uncomfortable with his androgynous nature and open-minded sexuality.

Sexual by nature, he doesn’t think twice about certain things and strives for physical contact. In the world of were-creatures, physical contact is not always about sex, but comfort and love as well. Sexually, Alex will swing either way, although he has most frequently found his flavors tend to run in the male direction.

Abilities/Powers:
• Metahuman strength, endurance, and agility in all forms
• Heightened senses in all forms
• Ability to sense magical beings or creatures
• Enhanced healing abilities in all forms
-As a were-creature, Alex can naturally heal quicker than his human counterparts. Smaller wounds (cuts/scrapes) will heal within minutes, while larger wounds (stab wounds/bullets/slices) can take one or more hours. Large injuries, such as broken limbs or gaping wounds can take several days' depending on their severity. When the moon is closer to being full (or is full), his abilities are augmented and work at a faster pace. There have been rumors that it is possible to heal from the loss of a limb, but as Alex has never had this problem (nor knows anyone directly effected), this is simply conjecture
• Shape-shifting: human, leopard, and were
-Alex can change freely between his three forms

Weaknesses:
● Weakness to silver
-A wound inflicted by silver takes far longer to heal than normal; as if Alex had no additional healing abilities (normal human healing). If the silver item is kept within the wound site (ie: bullet, knife), it will not begin to heal until removed and can bring on blood poisoning like symptoms. A wound (scratch, bite, cut, etc.) inflicted by an infected person will take longer to heal, but will heal if not seen for a length of time; he cannot heal the infection from an afflicted individual/creature.
● He must change form on the full moon. While the full moon holds it place in the sky, Alex surrenders to his beast and, while retaining human intelligence, his only goal is to kill and satiate his blood lust. He does not differentiate between friend or foe during this time; everyone is prey.

Network Sample:
[ It had taken Alex a bit of time to figure out and program the ear piece that had been located in his pack on arrival, but he finally thought he had it down. Having crash landed on a rather Earth-like planet, with minimal supplies, meant that steps wound have to be taken. He clears his throat and speaks, his voice pretty calm considering he chaos of their arrival. ]

Hey, everyone. I met a few of you at the crash site, but in the chaos it was hardly going to be a social gathering. My name's Alex and, as we're all pretty much stuck here and you'll find out sooner rather then later, you should be made aware that I'm a lycanthrope. [ A pause and irritated sound, as he'd learned that, while many did, several hadn't had any idea what the word meant. ]

A shape-shifter? Specifically a Wereleopard. [ A pause and a humoresque lilt to his tone. ] Yes, I'm serious. Yes, we're real, at least in my version of the Earth... We come in any variety of species not limited to wolves, actually, but that's neither here nor there currently.

I just wanted this known, as I'm rather reticent to get myself shot or otherwise harmed if you happen to see me in either my half-form or as a leopard. I'm a typical leopard, that's a feline of yellow coat with black spots for all those curious, but I'm a good deal larger when plodding around on four feet... Ahh... A lot larger than the average male leopard. I'm about 300lbs, which will put me more at the size of an adult lioness... soooo... If you could refrain from shooting, that'd be great.

[ A pause, deep breath, and though you can't see him, perhaps you hear him shifting around and his tone has change and is audibly wary as he continues. ]

However, I need to talk to all of you about the full moon and I need help figuring out a plan...

[ Anyone that might know the old fashioned werewolf mythos about full moons would be pretty much spot on and free to make assumptions. ]

Prose Sample:
• TDM with Newt
• TDM with Poe
• TDM with Clint

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