Post by Alex Andrews on Jan 30, 2010 15:56:35 GMT -5
Character Basics
Name: Alexander James Andrews
Nickname: Alex
Age: 20
Appearance
Looks: 6 Foot 3, black hair brown eyes. He tends to wear casual clothing and keeps his hair cut short.
Scars, tattoos, other marks: Tribal Tattoo on his right arm, a scar on his right lip.
Portrayed by: Gus Carr
Personality and Stats
Basic Personality:
Alex is generally quiet, outspoken and withdrawn from life. Keeper of his own solitude and master of his shy and passive nature. He dose not like to share his secrets to anyone, mostly family. Family is
something he shys away from most of all, mostly due to his lack of self confidence. Although his parents were strong influences in his life, Alex still fears commitment and getting close to anyone. The twenty year-old in general is laid back and is easy going, to the extent of trusting others.
On occasion Alex can let go of his past and live life to the fullest, and enjoy a party and be open to conversation and let people in. But this normally dose not last as he tends to push people away by ignoring
his new "friends" or just forget them all together. One of his strong suits can be called his ability to love and care about people, but to him and as an outsider one would say that was also a weakness due to the fact that one can not love without trust. He has a Strong love for reading, anything from fiction to non-fiction he will pick up and loose himself in, considered by his family and few friends from high school his only true friends are books.
Species: Werewolf
Abilities: Shape-shifter
Occupation: Reservation Bookstore Manager.*
Car: Green Jeep
History:
Birthplace: Forks Washington
Family: Greg Warren (Father) Sarah Andrews Warren (Mother - 2nd generation Quileute)
History: *Will fine tune more later.*
In the rainy and cloudy reservation of La Push, birthed naturally in their home. Greg and Sarah Warren welcomed Alex to their life. Alex the doctors noticed abnormalities and preformed more tests. A over a year later she was told that she had cancer. Young Alex grew up with out knowing that his mother had cancer, as maybe he should.
As a teenager, Alex quietly went to school and made good marks in all his classes. Not very often would he stay out late and cause his father any worry, taking up a part time job to help his father who was still paying for the funeral. Alex took up shop at a bookstore on the reservation, the one place he found that his quiet nature would go unnoticed. Alex also visited his grandmothers grave, they lived on the La Push reservation, so she was buried not very far from where they lived. She was a first generation Quileute, and as such Sarah his mother is a second generation Quileute, that made him third. He had the dark complexion and high cheekbones, but held little or no spirit for the tribe. He avoided the bon fires the other boys and girls attended and ignored the mythos that went around about the "cold ones" and the wolfs if he wanted fiction, he would pick up a book.
As soon as he turned 18, newly graduated, he changed his last name to his mothers madden name, Andrews. But with that move he was drawn closer to the Quileute side of his family. His grandfather asking him questions about his dreams, if they featured wolfs or not... Having spent years working in the reservations bookstore he was now made manager of and growing more and more curious about a large leather-bound book that featured myths and legends about the Quileute. He fought hard to avoid the temptation and maintain a distance from his family heritage, but his mother held true to herself.. if he wanted to honor her shouldn't he at least learn the ways as his mothers side had?
A week before he would turn twenty, it happened. A vivid dream about a darkness, and out of that darkness a silver wolf walked its way to where he was standing. It was huge, its eyes bored into him as if reading his mind. He woke up with a yell, sweat dripping from his body, as his father and little brother ran in to check on him.. He was burning up with fever and for some reason his father called his grandpa over to check on him.. Now he knew why. But at the time it was odd, the old man looked him over and helped hold him down because he was shaking to much. Alex never felt this sick before, or this hot. It felt like his skin was about to explode, then he looked up at his grandfather but there was no fear in the old mans eyes, he could not pin point the words to describe what the look was on his face.. His father however was looking full of regret, his mother could not bear to wittiness and fled the room.
Moments later he was led outside in the cold, he could not even tell he was barefoot in it, in his boxers. A sudden burst of rage exploded in him, a emotion he had not felt this vivid before in his life.. Why did they drag him outside? Why did he feel this way? A whole line of questioning came up from out of no where, his hands were balled in fists, shaking so much he could not hold them still, his teeth were bared and he glared at the two most important people in his life and yelled at them... "What the hell is going on?"
Then he changed into a werewolf.
Name: Alexander James Andrews
Nickname: Alex
Age: 20
Appearance
Looks: 6 Foot 3, black hair brown eyes. He tends to wear casual clothing and keeps his hair cut short.
Scars, tattoos, other marks: Tribal Tattoo on his right arm, a scar on his right lip.
Portrayed by: Gus Carr
Personality and Stats
Basic Personality:
Alex is generally quiet, outspoken and withdrawn from life. Keeper of his own solitude and master of his shy and passive nature. He dose not like to share his secrets to anyone, mostly family. Family is
something he shys away from most of all, mostly due to his lack of self confidence. Although his parents were strong influences in his life, Alex still fears commitment and getting close to anyone. The twenty year-old in general is laid back and is easy going, to the extent of trusting others.
On occasion Alex can let go of his past and live life to the fullest, and enjoy a party and be open to conversation and let people in. But this normally dose not last as he tends to push people away by ignoring
his new "friends" or just forget them all together. One of his strong suits can be called his ability to love and care about people, but to him and as an outsider one would say that was also a weakness due to the fact that one can not love without trust. He has a Strong love for reading, anything from fiction to non-fiction he will pick up and loose himself in, considered by his family and few friends from high school his only true friends are books.
Species: Werewolf
Abilities: Shape-shifter
Occupation: Reservation Bookstore Manager.*
Car: Green Jeep
History:
Birthplace: Forks Washington
Family: Greg Warren (Father) Sarah Andrews Warren (Mother - 2nd generation Quileute)
History: *Will fine tune more later.*
In the rainy and cloudy reservation of La Push, birthed naturally in their home. Greg and Sarah Warren welcomed Alex to their life. Alex the doctors noticed abnormalities and preformed more tests. A over a year later she was told that she had cancer. Young Alex grew up with out knowing that his mother had cancer, as maybe he should.
As a teenager, Alex quietly went to school and made good marks in all his classes. Not very often would he stay out late and cause his father any worry, taking up a part time job to help his father who was still paying for the funeral. Alex took up shop at a bookstore on the reservation, the one place he found that his quiet nature would go unnoticed. Alex also visited his grandmothers grave, they lived on the La Push reservation, so she was buried not very far from where they lived. She was a first generation Quileute, and as such Sarah his mother is a second generation Quileute, that made him third. He had the dark complexion and high cheekbones, but held little or no spirit for the tribe. He avoided the bon fires the other boys and girls attended and ignored the mythos that went around about the "cold ones" and the wolfs if he wanted fiction, he would pick up a book.
As soon as he turned 18, newly graduated, he changed his last name to his mothers madden name, Andrews. But with that move he was drawn closer to the Quileute side of his family. His grandfather asking him questions about his dreams, if they featured wolfs or not... Having spent years working in the reservations bookstore he was now made manager of and growing more and more curious about a large leather-bound book that featured myths and legends about the Quileute. He fought hard to avoid the temptation and maintain a distance from his family heritage, but his mother held true to herself.. if he wanted to honor her shouldn't he at least learn the ways as his mothers side had?
A week before he would turn twenty, it happened. A vivid dream about a darkness, and out of that darkness a silver wolf walked its way to where he was standing. It was huge, its eyes bored into him as if reading his mind. He woke up with a yell, sweat dripping from his body, as his father and little brother ran in to check on him.. He was burning up with fever and for some reason his father called his grandpa over to check on him.. Now he knew why. But at the time it was odd, the old man looked him over and helped hold him down because he was shaking to much. Alex never felt this sick before, or this hot. It felt like his skin was about to explode, then he looked up at his grandfather but there was no fear in the old mans eyes, he could not pin point the words to describe what the look was on his face.. His father however was looking full of regret, his mother could not bear to wittiness and fled the room.
Moments later he was led outside in the cold, he could not even tell he was barefoot in it, in his boxers. A sudden burst of rage exploded in him, a emotion he had not felt this vivid before in his life.. Why did they drag him outside? Why did he feel this way? A whole line of questioning came up from out of no where, his hands were balled in fists, shaking so much he could not hold them still, his teeth were bared and he glared at the two most important people in his life and yelled at them... "What the hell is going on?"
Then he changed into a werewolf.