Post by cal on Mar 11, 2010 21:47:11 GMT -5
Caleb Chance Draven
Remembrance, can be a sentence, but it comes to you with a second chance in tow
Don't lose it, don't refuse it, cos you cannot learn a thing you think you know
A new light is warm, shining down on you after the storm
Don't mourn what is gone, greet the dawn
Full Name: Caleb Chance Draven
Nicknames: Cal
Physical Age: 28
Date of Birth: August 27th, 1981
Hometown: White Plains, New York
Current Residence: New Orleans
Occupation: Ex-baddie, Wolf’s den bouncer
Relationship Status: Single
Character Type: Werewolf
Affiliations: Neutral
Gender: Male
Hair: Black
Eyes: Hazel
Height: 5’2’’
Weight: 222 lbs
Body Type: Athletic, muscular
Best Feature: His eyes
Worst Feature:The fact he doesn’t shaves often
Sexuality: Straight
Personal Style: Caleb is very laid back about what he wears, not one to follow fashion trends, although he likes to sport a little style. Sleeveless shirts, leather pants, ripped jeans with a pair of sturdy boots, or even a dress shirt at times, it all really depends on his mood.
Face Claim: Jason Behr
Abilities: Shifting, superhuman strength and speed, enhanced senses, quick healing. The savagery insides him runs deep and can at times turn him into a berserker frenzy…one thing most will not witness and live to tell.
Personality: Caleb is undeniably an imposing figure even with his short height, sometimes even scary, with an iron will. In contrast to his brutish nature, he is actually extremely intelligent. A gruff loner, he is irreverent and rebellious towards authority figures.
He is quick to anger and is known for losing his head, but that doesn’t turn him any less lethal and may cause him to lapse into a berserker rage in which he lashes out with overwhelming intensity and aggression.
Though he is a skilled combatant, he frequently enters combat situations in which he willingly allows himself to sustain injuries that would permanently cripple or kill those without enhanced healing capabilities. On occasion he might deliberately injury himself or allows himself to be injured for varying reasons including freeing himself from capture, intimidation or simply indulging his feral nature. Despite having an almost superhuman pain tolerance, he does not enjoy being hurt and sometimes has to work himself up for situations where extreme pain is certain.
The untamed savagery inside him runs deep and even in human form he has been known to growl or snarl. When in combat, he becomes virtually unstoppable and only an extremely serious injury or death may manage to stop him.
Likes: (At least 4)
• Animals
• Rare meat
• Fighting
• Snacking on doggie treats
Dislikes: (At least 4)
• Silver
• The smell of smoke
• Someone picking on his height
• Authority figures
Strengths: (At least 4)
• Enhanced senses
• Expert tracker
• Great pain threshold
• Intelligent
Weaknesses: (At least 4)
• Silver
• Quick to anger
• Savagery
• Rebellious
• A debt of gratitude to Derek Devoux
Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Siblings: Unknown
Others: Unknown
Bio: Caleb was abandoned while he was still a baby, and as child he went through several foster homes although he never truly managed to fit in anywhere, and so as a teenager he fled to live on his own. On the streets, he was forced to play though and stand for himself because no one else would.
It was when he was eighteen years old that he joined the military, more motivated by a need of feeling like he belonged somewhere than an actual love for discipline. Even though he quickly impressed his superiors, he always was somewhat undisciplined and rebellious. It was then that he met Derek Devoux, the soldier that busted him for contraband and it ended leading to his dishonorably discharge.
After being discharged, Caleb turned to a life of crime and collected quite a police sheet for theft, aggression, drunken disorder and resisting arrest. He was soon contacted by another soldier that had served with him, by the name of Merrick who offered him a job. Truth was that Merrick was a werewolf that eventually attacked and turned Caleb and others that had served on his squadron, creating a group of weres called ‘Dogs of War’.
The group, Caleb included was a vicious pack who would take what they wanted by force, without showing any shred of mercy to those that crossed their path. For several years, they were like a family and Draven finally felt like he belonged.
However it was proved that he still had some shred of morality when he turned against another of the pack before he could kill an innocent child just for kicks. The Dogs of War turned on their rebellious member, but just before he was killed, he was found by Derek who saved his life and helped him to gain more control over his inner savagery.
RP Sample:
Caleb sniffed the air as the man walked up to them. There was nothing extraordinary about that guy that he could pick up. Although by the way he carried himself, he could tell he was a military. ‘Oh great, a soldier boy’ he thought as he studied him further.
Listening as he and Derek talked, he stood silent for a moment and paid close attention to what was spoken. The man’s refusal to explain how he knew what he claimed to know was very suspicious at best.
“So the morons with medals back there spend billions of dollars on intelligence and they don’t even know for sure if this Curse guy is really alive or dead,” Caleb finally spoke as he stepped closer to the man, “And this guy comes up and says that he knows where Curse is…as if he is some sort of prophet? I don’t trust him boss, may I kill him?”
