Post by Taylor on Sept 14, 2008 6:49:16 GMT -1
Character Name:Taylor Dadum
Species: Werewolf
Age, Gender: 26, Female
Description: Taylor has long wavy dark brown hair that falls just abover her hips. She prefers to keep her hair long and sometimes will turn her waves into curls depending on her mood. Her side swept bangs are there to cover a scar she received shortly after she was infected. It runs from her hairline to her eyebrow and keeping it covered people dont ask questions. She has deep chocolate brown colored eyes that tend to give away her emotions. Her skin is nicely tanned from spending most of her time outdoors. She stands at about 5'6" and is normally seen wearing a dresses or a knee length skirt with a nice blouse when out in the public. When out in the woods she prefers to wear jeans and a simple t-shirt.
Personality: It never used to take much to get Taylor to talk and socialize with others. After she was infected she turned more anti-social and kept to herself. If a person tries hard enough she will let them in slowly but still keeps much to herself. Finding it safer that way. Those that do manage to break through all her defenses she is very protective over. Looking like the average girl next door when out in public many do not expect how well she can fight.
History: Born and Raised around London she lived happily with both her parents and her older Sister. She was a very social child growing up. Hanging out with anyone and everyone that she could. When she was eighteen she met this very attractive guy on her way from school. Catching his eye she went and introduced herself. After talking for awhile he invited her to dinner and she accepted. They ate dinner and socialized some more. He wasn't from around there and was just passing through. After dinner he took her home. Before saying goodbye they shared a long passionate kiss. Where she ended up on his lap in the drivers seat of his car. Almost going to far with this male she caught herself and they said there goodbyes.
That was the first and last time that she saw him. Going on with her life as nothing had changed it wasn't the first time that she had seen someone briefly and they walked out of her life. Luckily she was on a stargazing/camping trip by herself when she shifted for the first full moon. Having no idea what was happening to her. She barely survived her change and woke up the next morning far away from her camp site, nude and covered in blood. There were torn up deer parts all around her and she ran as far away as she could before getting sick.
Not having the slightest clue what happened to her she somehow managed to find her way back to her camp. Cleaned up and packed up. Heading home she stopped at a local library and looked up everything she could trying to figure out what happened to her. Stumbling across information on werewolves. It didn't help that she couldn't remember anything but looking through the information alot of what it said seemed to be what was wrong with her. No memory of the night, waking up surrounded by carnage. Flipping through a calender the night before was a full moon. It all seemed to add up deciding to go home and finish her research she left and did just that.
After a few long weeks of research she accepted the fact that it was what had of happened to her. Not knowing what to do she made an excuse to her parents about school and moving closer so she could be on her own. Knowing that there was a good chance if she was found out she would be hunted down. Getting a place of her own with land and away from others. She lives a normal life but keeps to herself. Her family still does not know her secret and she plans to keep it that way.
Powers/Training/Experience/weaknesses Since she as been a werewolf for 8 years now she now retains her memory and more of her human side when she changes. Her Strength has increased in human form as well as her eyesight and hearing. She how to fight in a normal street fight environment. No formal training of any kind. She hates weapons in general doesn't matter if it is a knife or a gun.
Family/Ties:
Mother - Carmella Dadum - Alive
Father - Richard Dadum - Alive
Brother Older - Chance - Alive 32
RP Sample:
Taylor walked to the spot that her brother had asked her to meet him. She hated when he got like this. Pushing her bangs out of her eyes she crossed the street being careful of all the puddles. Smiling when she saw him she hurried to his side and removed the hood covering her hair from the misting rain. Standing under his umbrella she looked up at him confused by the seriousness on his face.
"Chance what wrong?" He had the same problem she did. Their eyes never lied about the emotions that they were feeling. Pushing her hands in the pockets of her Jacket her dark brown eyes looking into his hazel ones.
"I am worried about you Tay. You have seemed distance and pre occupied as of lately. Just wanted to make sure that you are not overdoing it with school and all." His gaze narrowed as he studied her. Taylor let a out a breath that she was holding when he thought it was about school. Nodding she smacked him in the arm playfully. "Yes just school has been crazy. Alot more studying and all." Laughing she rolled her eyes and motioned for him to follow her home. They could sit down and talk over tea and catch up. She had not been home alot since she moved. Chance and her had always been close. Pulling up her hood she walked a few steps infront of him and sighed. She had thought for a minute that he figured out her secret.
Pictures:
Jennifer Love Hewitt
Species: Werewolf
Age, Gender: 26, Female
Description: Taylor has long wavy dark brown hair that falls just abover her hips. She prefers to keep her hair long and sometimes will turn her waves into curls depending on her mood. Her side swept bangs are there to cover a scar she received shortly after she was infected. It runs from her hairline to her eyebrow and keeping it covered people dont ask questions. She has deep chocolate brown colored eyes that tend to give away her emotions. Her skin is nicely tanned from spending most of her time outdoors. She stands at about 5'6" and is normally seen wearing a dresses or a knee length skirt with a nice blouse when out in the public. When out in the woods she prefers to wear jeans and a simple t-shirt.
Personality: It never used to take much to get Taylor to talk and socialize with others. After she was infected she turned more anti-social and kept to herself. If a person tries hard enough she will let them in slowly but still keeps much to herself. Finding it safer that way. Those that do manage to break through all her defenses she is very protective over. Looking like the average girl next door when out in public many do not expect how well she can fight.
History: Born and Raised around London she lived happily with both her parents and her older Sister. She was a very social child growing up. Hanging out with anyone and everyone that she could. When she was eighteen she met this very attractive guy on her way from school. Catching his eye she went and introduced herself. After talking for awhile he invited her to dinner and she accepted. They ate dinner and socialized some more. He wasn't from around there and was just passing through. After dinner he took her home. Before saying goodbye they shared a long passionate kiss. Where she ended up on his lap in the drivers seat of his car. Almost going to far with this male she caught herself and they said there goodbyes.
That was the first and last time that she saw him. Going on with her life as nothing had changed it wasn't the first time that she had seen someone briefly and they walked out of her life. Luckily she was on a stargazing/camping trip by herself when she shifted for the first full moon. Having no idea what was happening to her. She barely survived her change and woke up the next morning far away from her camp site, nude and covered in blood. There were torn up deer parts all around her and she ran as far away as she could before getting sick.
Not having the slightest clue what happened to her she somehow managed to find her way back to her camp. Cleaned up and packed up. Heading home she stopped at a local library and looked up everything she could trying to figure out what happened to her. Stumbling across information on werewolves. It didn't help that she couldn't remember anything but looking through the information alot of what it said seemed to be what was wrong with her. No memory of the night, waking up surrounded by carnage. Flipping through a calender the night before was a full moon. It all seemed to add up deciding to go home and finish her research she left and did just that.
After a few long weeks of research she accepted the fact that it was what had of happened to her. Not knowing what to do she made an excuse to her parents about school and moving closer so she could be on her own. Knowing that there was a good chance if she was found out she would be hunted down. Getting a place of her own with land and away from others. She lives a normal life but keeps to herself. Her family still does not know her secret and she plans to keep it that way.
Powers/Training/Experience/weaknesses Since she as been a werewolf for 8 years now she now retains her memory and more of her human side when she changes. Her Strength has increased in human form as well as her eyesight and hearing. She how to fight in a normal street fight environment. No formal training of any kind. She hates weapons in general doesn't matter if it is a knife or a gun.
Family/Ties:
Mother - Carmella Dadum - Alive
Father - Richard Dadum - Alive
Brother Older - Chance - Alive 32
RP Sample:
Taylor walked to the spot that her brother had asked her to meet him. She hated when he got like this. Pushing her bangs out of her eyes she crossed the street being careful of all the puddles. Smiling when she saw him she hurried to his side and removed the hood covering her hair from the misting rain. Standing under his umbrella she looked up at him confused by the seriousness on his face.
"Chance what wrong?" He had the same problem she did. Their eyes never lied about the emotions that they were feeling. Pushing her hands in the pockets of her Jacket her dark brown eyes looking into his hazel ones.
"I am worried about you Tay. You have seemed distance and pre occupied as of lately. Just wanted to make sure that you are not overdoing it with school and all." His gaze narrowed as he studied her. Taylor let a out a breath that she was holding when he thought it was about school. Nodding she smacked him in the arm playfully. "Yes just school has been crazy. Alot more studying and all." Laughing she rolled her eyes and motioned for him to follow her home. They could sit down and talk over tea and catch up. She had not been home alot since she moved. Chance and her had always been close. Pulling up her hood she walked a few steps infront of him and sighed. She had thought for a minute that he figured out her secret.
Pictures:
Jennifer Love Hewitt
