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Um. Yes. Another.
I figured I needed some form of testosterone to balance the estrogen going on with Blanche. Plus I wanted a werewolf (too much rereading of Sirius/Remus fics as Harry Potter 6 comes out Tuesday night |3 My first OTP, I mean...Yes. << ), and I figured, since I have ideas to clog Arcadium up with already, I'd clog some other club's vital arteries with my special brand of fail.
Thus, Sebbie.

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Character Name: Sebastian ‘Seb/Sebbie’ Van Ross

Character Species: Werewolf

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Powers: Semi-controlled transformation (to werewolf form, obviously), enhanced senses of sight and smell, and enhanced speed.

Brief Description of Powers: One would expect that a werewolf’s abilities need little clarification. Once a month, at the full moon, Sebastian is forced, whether he likes it or not, to make the exceptionally painful change to a full werewolf – meaning his normally 5’7 human body changes into that of a muscled wolf’s that stands at 4 and a half feet high – while in this body, his senses, though already heightened in his human form, become overwhelmingly acute, as does his hunger and the urge to hunt.

Hails From: Wolverhampton, England

Brief Character History/Description: Sebastian was born to a normal, everyday, nuclear human family. Mother, father, and two children, a young boy and a young girl – Sebastian and his older sister Tiffany. The important part here is that they were altogether absolutely normal humans.
That was until Sebastian’s father got the wise idea that taking his family on a camping trip – when none of them had lived a day outside the urban comfort we call a modern city, including daddy dearest. Nevertheless, the Van Rosses packed up their camping gear and took a trip out into what seemed like the perfect forest for a family camping trip – river nearby, lots of trees and shelter, cute wildlife, oh yeah, it had it all.
Including a little bit of a wolf problem. Something the family only came to understand after little ten year old Sebastian, on their third and final night in the forest, had come across a ‘nice, big, fluffy doggie’, and gotten himself bitten before his father had come, presumably scaring the beast off.
The people in the town closest to the forest had assured them that there was nothing to be worried about, cleaned the boy’s wounds, gave him a quick round of rabies shots and what have you, just to be sure, and sent the family on their way.
The following one and a half to his first full moon had Sebastian’s parents on edge. His condition, though it should have been fine, declined rapidly, until the boy was experiencing excruciating pain, screaming like someone was holding a hot poker against his stomach, and becoming violently ill a half dozen times a day. With no other idea of what to do, his parents rushed him to the hospital at dusk on the night of the full moon.
They never quite got there. Your son transforming into a wolf in the back seat of the car would do that. His parents could do nothing but watch, horrified, as their son clawed at his own skin as he changed, finally stopped and curling up in the backseat, seemingly harmless.
Thankfully, after he snapped at his mother’s hand, the two of them got the right idea and abandoned the car, locking it up, and stood watch all night until their son gradually came back to himself, bruised and bleeding a little.
They had never been a couple to believe the myths about vampires and werewolves. But with one of the latter on their hands, they had no choice but to turn to anyone who could help.
And the myth just kept on writing itself. The help they did find came in the form of a portly woman in her 50s, going by the name Anselma. She fancied herself something of a witch, and stated that, unless every month they wanted to listen to Sebastian hurt himself and transform into a violent creature, while locked in their basement, they were going to need her help.
She couldn’t cure him, she reasoned, but she could make him be a little more like a harmless puppy dog when he transformed. She taught his mother how to make a concoction of undetailed herbs, fruits and water, called it a Wolfsbane smoothie, and began coming round at Seb’s time of the month to give him his evening dosage.
And while that worked, made him calmer and more docile as a werewolf, the excruciating pain leading up to his transformations was not negotiable. It would become so bad that, while Sebastian and his sister were able to keep his condition a secret from the general public and their schoolmates and teachers, it did not escape notice that, without fail, once a month, Sebastian was falling ‘severely ill, and just had to take a few days off’.
Anselma, or more pointedly, her apparent son, Eric, had a remedy for that. One that Anselma backed, as it had helped her with her own time of the month on a few occasions in her youth.
It was an unfortunately addicting remedy, however.
And one that, at Sebastian’s age of fourteen, his parents weren’t sure they wanted him getting involved in. Not that smoking marijuana was exactly detrimental to his health, in fact, if anything, probably due to the severe enhanced changes his body underwent, it was having fewer detrimental effects than it should have. And the biggest pro of all: It took away his pain. He was able to go to school, to be out in the world, up to a few hours before dusk on the day of the full moon.
After three years of this though, his parents thought, maybe...It was time he be sent among people other than some crazy healer woman and her son, maybe somewhere where he could learn to control his other form like Anselma theorized he could, with practice – her theory was he was completely capable of controlling his transformations, enough that he may be able to do it on command with little to no pain, and not just the one painful grand transformation once a month, and that it may help with that one required change per month.
One of Anselma’s last aids to the family was to put them in contact with the headmaster at Elysian Academy in France, encouraging Sebastian to take up the offer and attend the school and that it would be worth his while.

Personality: Sebastian was always, before being bitten, a little bit of a shy kid. He wasn’t one to really speak out in class, or answer questions from the teacher without being asked, and he never posed the question he wanted to ask while his classmates were there, and preferred people coming to him than having to go to them himself. The only people he seemed close to, or wanted to get close to, seemed to be his family, and animals (thus leading to his condition, more than likely). Despite this, he was an obviously happy child, with a wild imagination.
After being bitten, initially, not much changed. If anything, he seemed more willing to approach people than to have them approach him. With Anselma and Eric’s aid as he grew up with his werewolf affliction, he became more and more outgoing, until he was actually joining school clubs. It seemed that the lycanthropy may have, socially, been one of the best things to happen to him. He was happy, outgoing, and, while still a little shy, much improved from what he had been.
However, after his first (not to mention only) attempted sexual experience, he came to the conclusion maybe he was a just a little too strong to be that way with any person, not unless they could take his grip. The girl had been fine, but, well, he wasn’t sure he was up for that sort of...intimacy with people. Because of that experience, he drew back a little again.
Another factor in his personality became the use of marijuana. He would become more relaxed around that time of the month, and a little happier...Also hungrier, and more prone to sudden needs for naps.
As of present, Seb is a happy teen, friendly with people, if not liable to be the one to instigate a handshake, or to even put an arm around the shoulders of a close friend for fear of harming them, and still harbours a bit of quiet shyness that he is wont to let out in the open for people to notice, so he hides behind a grin, or a blank stare, depending. He has a bit of an airhead way around him, but despite this, he is an excellent student, and surprisingly aware of what is going on around him.

Notes:
-His werewolf form is 4 and a half feet tall when standing
---If he has taken his lovingly dubbed ‘wolfsbane smoothie’ before a transformation, he’s nothing more than a docile pup, if not...The need for him to be locked away is strong, as he has a strong hunting desire, and feels the need to kill a little too strongly
-He has been toying with the idea, for that last year and few months since his first and only fated sexual experience, that maybe it would be only a man who could ever handle how rough he becomes, or one big, butch woman...That said, he knows he wouldn’t be able to be in charge at all in either, and that he fears particularly for his pelvis with the second.
-He is training to be able to transform at will, though he isn’t exactly sure how to go about this, as he hasn’t found staring at pictures of the full moon very helpful at all
-His canines have stayed sharpened after his first uncontrolled change
-There are scars all over his body from his transformations without the aid that Anselma provided. He passed them off as being from biking accidents for years, though he figures at his new school, that isn’t going to matter much to anyone
-He has a little bit of an insomnia problem leading up to the full moon, thus the dark circles under his eyes

Voice: Because...I need SOME boy with this man's voice |: Jim Sturgess: [link]

__________

...Please don't hate me >:

Sebastian (c) =backshadow

Description
Um. Yes. Another.
I figured I needed some form of testosterone to balance the estrogen going on with Blanche. Plus I wanted a werewolf (too much rereading of Sirius/Remus fics as Harry Potter 6 comes out Tuesday night |3 My first OTP, I mean...Yes. << ), and I figured, since I have ideas to clog Arcadium up with already, I'd clog some other club's vital arteries with my special brand of fail.
Thus, Sebbie.

__________

Character Name: Sebastian ‘Seb/Sebbie’ Van Ross

Character Species: Werewolf

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Powers: Semi-controlled transformation (to werewolf form, obviously), enhanced senses of sight and smell, and enhanced speed.

Brief Description of Powers: One would expect that a werewolf’s abilities need little clarification. Once a month, at the full moon, Sebastian is forced, whether he likes it or not, to make the exceptionally painful change to a full werewolf – meaning his normally 5’7 human body changes into that of a muscled wolf’s that stands at 4 and a half feet high – while in this body, his senses, though already heightened in his human form, become overwhelmingly acute, as does his hunger and the urge to hunt.

Hails From: Wolverhampton, England

Brief Character History/Description: Sebastian was born to a normal, everyday, nuclear human family. Mother, father, and two children, a young boy and a young girl – Sebastian and his older sister Tiffany. The important part here is that they were altogether absolutely normal humans.
That was until Sebastian’s father got the wise idea that taking his family on a camping trip – when none of them had lived a day outside the urban comfort we call a modern city, including daddy dearest. Nevertheless, the Van Rosses packed up their camping gear and took a trip out into what seemed like the perfect forest for a family camping trip – river nearby, lots of trees and shelter, cute wildlife, oh yeah, it had it all.
Including a little bit of a wolf problem. Something the family only came to understand after little ten year old Sebastian, on their third and final night in the forest, had come across a ‘nice, big, fluffy doggie’, and gotten himself bitten before his father had come, presumably scaring the beast off.
The people in the town closest to the forest had assured them that there was nothing to be worried about, cleaned the boy’s wounds, gave him a quick round of rabies shots and what have you, just to be sure, and sent the family on their way.
The following one and a half to his first full moon had Sebastian’s parents on edge. His condition, though it should have been fine, declined rapidly, until the boy was experiencing excruciating pain, screaming like someone was holding a hot poker against his stomach, and becoming violently ill a half dozen times a day. With no other idea of what to do, his parents rushed him to the hospital at dusk on the night of the full moon.
They never quite got there. Your son transforming into a wolf in the back seat of the car would do that. His parents could do nothing but watch, horrified, as their son clawed at his own skin as he changed, finally stopped and curling up in the backseat, seemingly harmless.
Thankfully, after he snapped at his mother’s hand, the two of them got the right idea and abandoned the car, locking it up, and stood watch all night until their son gradually came back to himself, bruised and bleeding a little.
They had never been a couple to believe the myths about vampires and werewolves. But with one of the latter on their hands, they had no choice but to turn to anyone who could help.
And the myth just kept on writing itself. The help they did find came in the form of a portly woman in her 50s, going by the name Anselma. She fancied herself something of a witch, and stated that, unless every month they wanted to listen to Sebastian hurt himself and transform into a violent creature, while locked in their basement, they were going to need her help.
She couldn’t cure him, she reasoned, but she could make him be a little more like a harmless puppy dog when he transformed. She taught his mother how to make a concoction of undetailed herbs, fruits and water, called it a Wolfsbane smoothie, and began coming round at Seb’s time of the month to give him his evening dosage.
And while that worked, made him calmer and more docile as a werewolf, the excruciating pain leading up to his transformations was not negotiable. It would become so bad that, while Sebastian and his sister were able to keep his condition a secret from the general public and their schoolmates and teachers, it did not escape notice that, without fail, once a month, Sebastian was falling ‘severely ill, and just had to take a few days off’.
Anselma, or more pointedly, her apparent son, Eric, had a remedy for that. One that Anselma backed, as it had helped her with her own time of the month on a few occasions in her youth.
It was an unfortunately addicting remedy, however.
And one that, at Sebastian’s age of fourteen, his parents weren’t sure they wanted him getting involved in. Not that smoking marijuana was exactly detrimental to his health, in fact, if anything, probably due to the severe enhanced changes his body underwent, it was having fewer detrimental effects than it should have. And the biggest pro of all: It took away his pain. He was able to go to school, to be out in the world, up to a few hours before dusk on the day of the full moon.
After three years of this though, his parents thought, maybe...It was time he be sent among people other than some crazy healer woman and her son, maybe somewhere where he could learn to control his other form like Anselma theorized he could, with practice – her theory was he was completely capable of controlling his transformations, enough that he may be able to do it on command with little to no pain, and not just the one painful grand transformation once a month, and that it may help with that one required change per month.
One of Anselma’s last aids to the family was to put them in contact with the headmaster at Elysian Academy in France, encouraging Sebastian to take up the offer and attend the school and that it would be worth his while.

Personality: Sebastian was always, before being bitten, a little bit of a shy kid. He wasn’t one to really speak out in class, or answer questions from the teacher without being asked, and he never posed the question he wanted to ask while his classmates were there, and preferred people coming to him than having to go to them himself. The only people he seemed close to, or wanted to get close to, seemed to be his family, and animals (thus leading to his condition, more than likely). Despite this, he was an obviously happy child, with a wild imagination.
After being bitten, initially, not much changed. If anything, he seemed more willing to approach people than to have them approach him. With Anselma and Eric’s aid as he grew up with his werewolf affliction, he became more and more outgoing, until he was actually joining school clubs. It seemed that the lycanthropy may have, socially, been one of the best things to happen to him. He was happy, outgoing, and, while still a little shy, much improved from what he had been.
However, after his first (not to mention only) attempted sexual experience, he came to the conclusion maybe he was a just a little too strong to be that way with any person, not unless they could take his grip. The girl had been fine, but, well, he wasn’t sure he was up for that sort of...intimacy with people. Because of that experience, he drew back a little again.
Another factor in his personality became the use of marijuana. He would become more relaxed around that time of the month, and a little happier...Also hungrier, and more prone to sudden needs for naps.
As of present, Seb is a happy teen, friendly with people, if not liable to be the one to instigate a handshake, or to even put an arm around the shoulders of a close friend for fear of harming them, and still harbours a bit of quiet shyness that he is wont to let out in the open for people to notice, so he hides behind a grin, or a blank stare, depending. He has a bit of an airhead way around him, but despite this, he is an excellent student, and surprisingly aware of what is going on around him.

Notes:
-His werewolf form is 4 and a half feet tall when standing
---If he has taken his lovingly dubbed ‘wolfsbane smoothie’ before a transformation, he’s nothing more than a docile pup, if not...The need for him to be locked away is strong, as he has a strong hunting desire, and feels the need to kill a little too strongly
-He has been toying with the idea, for that last year and few months since his first and only fated sexual experience, that maybe it would be only a man who could ever handle how rough he becomes, or one big, butch woman...That said, he knows he wouldn’t be able to be in charge at all in either, and that he fears particularly for his pelvis with the second.
-He is training to be able to transform at will, though he isn’t exactly sure how to go about this, as he hasn’t found staring at pictures of the full moon very helpful at all
-His canines have stayed sharpened after his first uncontrolled change
-There are scars all over his body from his transformations without the aid that Anselma provided. He passed them off as being from biking accidents for years, though he figures at his new school, that isn’t going to matter much to anyone
-He has a little bit of an insomnia problem leading up to the full moon, thus the dark circles under his eyes

Voice: Because...I need SOME boy with this man's voice |: Jim Sturgess: [link]

__________

...Please don't hate me >:

Sebastian (c) =backshadow