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Description
Character for

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Name: Seiberling, John
Sect: Belekt
Rank: Omega
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Height: 5' 11" [Human]
7' 3" [Were]

*Personality:*
Seiberling is a rather odd person, while he prefers to be quiet and away from people, when he has to interact he can appear exceedingly social, even downright friendly and polite. Yet in truth, he probably hates you and while he smiles, behind his cordial mask, he's most likely snarling inside and plotting your demise. Though on occasions, he does find people he actually considers himself 'fond of', people he'd choose to kill last, since there are also much bigger fish to fry.

*Background:*
Born 'John Franklin Virgil' on a small farm near Meeteetse, Wyoming, his life turned upside-down at the age of 6 when, according to police reports, the Virgil family fell victim to a Ravaging Bear, injured and mad with starvation, that was later shot and killed by Fish and Wildlife. John, the only survivor, had been found 3 miles from his family home, coated in blood, dirt, and tears, cowering in the pews of the local church.
Screaming panicked stories about a man turning into a wolf, he was taken to a Children's Mental Institution for Acute Traumatic Stress, held longer still for possible psychopathy until he was finally released 3years later and placed in the hands of his Uncle Kurt in California.

Kurt was no where near an adequate guardian, a failed Used Car Salesman, he became a heavy addicted to Thorazine until John was about 13, switching his drug of choice to Alcohol and occasionally Heroin, leaving his nephew to mostly take care of himself and passed out Uncle.
At 16, he was finally placed into the care of Child Services. He was considered a 'Good Kid' given where he came from, not seeming aggressive or the usual anti-social problems and he was promptly placed with a nice family. Over the years, he'd learned to hide his true self, appearing as he knew people wanted him to be, a good student and a polite young man.
Yet as he came to High School, he grew tired of his facade, letting his grades plummet as he hung out with the 'Lower Class' students. Hippy, Stoner Burnouts, Geeks, and Art Freaks where the groups he felt his most comfortable with and, like most kids, hated the Rich Preps.
After being suspected of involvement in a Hummer exploding in the School parking lot, killing 3 members of the Varsity Football Team, John vanished, heading East, back toward the place he knew as home and the hell out of cities.

John Seiberling hated everything he'd grown to know about the world, recalling his youth on the Farm as a simpler time and a proper way to live. Spiteful and Loathing Civilization, Humanity, and everything of the technological 'ticky-tacky' world, he wanted to find a way to change the world, to 'Rewild', though he had no clue how this could be achieved... Until he had a dream. A Vision.

It was then that he made up his mind, to hunt down the beast that had slaughtered his family, eat its heart, and obtain its powers. Seiberling believed that if he failed and died in the process, then it was not Fate's wish for him to alter the world and beat Civilization back into the forest, yet if he succeeded, then it would be the Kiss of Destiny.

At 26, Judgement was cast and, though heavily scarred from the fight, John Seiberling stood Victorious. Since then, he's headed North into Canada, learning his new form as he slowly heads Eastward, toward New York where, during his research to try and find the Werewolf that had killed his family, he'd noticed suspiciously high activity of 'bear' and 'animal' attacks.
Perhaps he could convince them, to unite as an army against Mankind's ways and bring back peaceful times... yet if not, if he finds them to be 'corrupted' by civilization... Then they shall be culled as well, since every bit of cancer must be ripped out, lest it revive itself.

*Character use information:*
While I would like to say 'Feel Free to Have Free Reign' over him... I'm a bit reluctant. My reasoning is this. Our Characters ARE for an RP involved kinda 'game', right? So why not Note me or message me in some sort of way about your idea and we'll bat it around back and forth, be sociable, have fun more then just Drawing a Pretty Picture by yourself. It's fun yes, but in a way at times, it's kinda like drinking by yourself alone in the dark >.>
Don't feel Threatened, I'm a goof ball and often overly friendly

Random Facts:
~ John has no clue about the Sects or Clans.
~ Seiberling believes that 'Scars are the signs of a Competitor' and bares his proudly, no matter how ghastly others may think they are. To keep them from fading, he 'burns' them with Silver.
~ He mostly runs around 'commando', since it not only feels more natural, but makes quick shifting easier.
~ John finds cigarettes to be absolutely disgusting, however, he does enjoy Tobacco, more the smell of it. He often carries a small lace pouch of Dried tobacco, which he sniffs while relaxing.

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If there are any questions or what not, feel free to ask about him and I'll do the best I can to answer. I'm wanting to make up some pictures of his past too, with little mini stories, just cause he's fun for me.

Artwork and Character © Lillian Zickefoose

Brushes I used-
Trees & Cracks ©
Blood ©

.... I think those are all correct >.>

Description
Character for

-----------

Name: Seiberling, John
Sect: Belekt
Rank: Omega
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Height: 5' 11" [Human]
7' 3" [Were]

*Personality:*
Seiberling is a rather odd person, while he prefers to be quiet and away from people, when he has to interact he can appear exceedingly social, even downright friendly and polite. Yet in truth, he probably hates you and while he smiles, behind his cordial mask, he's most likely snarling inside and plotting your demise. Though on occasions, he does find people he actually considers himself 'fond of', people he'd choose to kill last, since there are also much bigger fish to fry.

*Background:*
Born 'John Franklin Virgil' on a small farm near Meeteetse, Wyoming, his life turned upside-down at the age of 6 when, according to police reports, the Virgil family fell victim to a Ravaging Bear, injured and mad with starvation, that was later shot and killed by Fish and Wildlife. John, the only survivor, had been found 3 miles from his family home, coated in blood, dirt, and tears, cowering in the pews of the local church.
Screaming panicked stories about a man turning into a wolf, he was taken to a Children's Mental Institution for Acute Traumatic Stress, held longer still for possible psychopathy until he was finally released 3years later and placed in the hands of his Uncle Kurt in California.

Kurt was no where near an adequate guardian, a failed Used Car Salesman, he became a heavy addicted to Thorazine until John was about 13, switching his drug of choice to Alcohol and occasionally Heroin, leaving his nephew to mostly take care of himself and passed out Uncle.
At 16, he was finally placed into the care of Child Services. He was considered a 'Good Kid' given where he came from, not seeming aggressive or the usual anti-social problems and he was promptly placed with a nice family. Over the years, he'd learned to hide his true self, appearing as he knew people wanted him to be, a good student and a polite young man.
Yet as he came to High School, he grew tired of his facade, letting his grades plummet as he hung out with the 'Lower Class' students. Hippy, Stoner Burnouts, Geeks, and Art Freaks where the groups he felt his most comfortable with and, like most kids, hated the Rich Preps.
After being suspected of involvement in a Hummer exploding in the School parking lot, killing 3 members of the Varsity Football Team, John vanished, heading East, back toward the place he knew as home and the hell out of cities.

John Seiberling hated everything he'd grown to know about the world, recalling his youth on the Farm as a simpler time and a proper way to live. Spiteful and Loathing Civilization, Humanity, and everything of the technological 'ticky-tacky' world, he wanted to find a way to change the world, to 'Rewild', though he had no clue how this could be achieved... Until he had a dream. A Vision.

It was then that he made up his mind, to hunt down the beast that had slaughtered his family, eat its heart, and obtain its powers. Seiberling believed that if he failed and died in the process, then it was not Fate's wish for him to alter the world and beat Civilization back into the forest, yet if he succeeded, then it would be the Kiss of Destiny.

At 26, Judgement was cast and, though heavily scarred from the fight, John Seiberling stood Victorious. Since then, he's headed North into Canada, learning his new form as he slowly heads Eastward, toward New York where, during his research to try and find the Werewolf that had killed his family, he'd noticed suspiciously high activity of 'bear' and 'animal' attacks.
Perhaps he could convince them, to unite as an army against Mankind's ways and bring back peaceful times... yet if not, if he finds them to be 'corrupted' by civilization... Then they shall be culled as well, since every bit of cancer must be ripped out, lest it revive itself.

*Character use information:*
While I would like to say 'Feel Free to Have Free Reign' over him... I'm a bit reluctant. My reasoning is this. Our Characters ARE for an RP involved kinda 'game', right? So why not Note me or message me in some sort of way about your idea and we'll bat it around back and forth, be sociable, have fun more then just Drawing a Pretty Picture by yourself. It's fun yes, but in a way at times, it's kinda like drinking by yourself alone in the dark >.>
Don't feel Threatened, I'm a goof ball and often overly friendly

Random Facts:
~ John has no clue about the Sects or Clans.
~ Seiberling believes that 'Scars are the signs of a Competitor' and bares his proudly, no matter how ghastly others may think they are. To keep them from fading, he 'burns' them with Silver.
~ He mostly runs around 'commando', since it not only feels more natural, but makes quick shifting easier.
~ John finds cigarettes to be absolutely disgusting, however, he does enjoy Tobacco, more the smell of it. He often carries a small lace pouch of Dried tobacco, which he sniffs while relaxing.

-----------

If there are any questions or what not, feel free to ask about him and I'll do the best I can to answer. I'm wanting to make up some pictures of his past too, with little mini stories, just cause he's fun for me.

Artwork and Character © Lillian Zickefoose

Brushes I used-
Trees & Cracks ©
Blood ©

.... I think those are all correct >.>