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"It's a pleasure to meet you."
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NΛMЄ 〗Waylon Lockwood
ΛGЄ 〗24 years
GЄNDЄR & SЄX 〗Male
ORIЄNTΛTION 〗Bisexual

WЄIGHT 〗 137 lb | 62.142 kg
HЄIGHT 〗 6'3" | 190.5 cm

OCCUPΛTION〗Banker

SPЄCIЄS 〗Wendigo
[ABILITIES]

❄ Consumption Healing
The user is able to heal wounds through the consumption of (human) flesh.
The fresher the meal, the better the heal~

❄ Superhuman strength

❄ Ice touch
A passive power tied to the user's emotions, when upset the individual does the opposite of lose their cool. The environment surrounding the user becomes more chill, and in extreme moments frost forms on the window. Overall this is a harmless power, more a dramatic inconvenience then anything worth worrying about.

❄ Cold immunity

❄ Minor shapeshifting
Able to hide his more monstrous features at whim.

❄ Out of sight out of mind
An active power that when in use results in the user to becoming invisible in regards to auditory senses, smell, and supernatural senses (such as soul sight).

[WEAKNESSES]
⊘Highly flammable
⊘Burns take a lot more effort to heal
⊘Can not enter or exit a ring of fire
⊘Frail frame
⊘Must regularly consume flesh. Failure to do so results in more feral behavior
⊘Despite efforts to eat regularly, wendgios regardless struggle practicing self-control
⊘Always hungry
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[LIKЄS]
❄ (Playful) arguing
❄ Learning about other monsters
❄ Feeling needed
❄ Rabbits
❄ Gardening

[DISLIKЄS]
❄ Violence
❄ Vanity
❄ Hot weather
❄ Judgments based on species
❄ Naivety

[PЄRSONΛLITY]

logical, Observant, Patient, Trustworthy | Eccentric | Overly ambitious, Self-contained, Workaholic, self-conscious, Prideful

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[HISTORY]

The first 8 years of Waylon’s life was spent in a isolated northern community with his parents and sibling.The last 2 generations of the Lockwood family however were born monsters. The grandparents on Way’s father’s side both being cursed humans, and his mother’s side being a much more feral breed of the wendgio species. Despite the morbid nature of the species, life was close perfect, at least to the freckled toddler’s standards. Waylon along with his older sister, sure there was fighting but fighting is fun! She could bite him and he’d just bite right back! No harm done. Both parents were tentative. Waylon’s mother lyanna in particular was extremely strong willed, and passionate traits her son idolized. Not yet exposed to anyone outside his inner family, the meat on his plate was just food. No one harmed in the making~

But people were harmed. A lot of people were harmed. Regardless on how sweet your family dynamic is if you kill and eat humans it’s only a matter of time before you get the wrong person’s attention.

It started with Waylon’s older sister, things spiraled downwards quickly. One moment the ten year-old was outside terrorizing the local wildlife, then next there was silence and a steady stream of smoke coming from the woods.

The family was distraught, but sorrow soon turned to fear for the safety of their remaining child. The next few months was filled with fighting between the couple about what should be done. Waylon belongs with his mother! He needs to grow up somewhere safer..at least until they can secure the area! Let their only son rot inside their home, or ask his father’s parents take of their child. Grandparents who lived very far away. Grandparents who had never been fond of Lyanna, seeing her as a feral monster with feral children.

Eventually an agreement was made, it was going to be temporary stay. A few months? A year at most.

Half a year into his stay, Waylon’s father was killed in a similar fashion to his sister. Heartbroken the child was adamant about going home to be with his mother!! This request was denied as the grandparents explained his mother was also killed, a tragic twist that was completely made up. A lie that left the young wendgio “orphaned”. Waylon was a feral child, raised by a feral women who had manage to sink her claws into the Lockwood’s precious son. The least that could be done was to keep Waylon and raise him properly.

Life was safer? But Waylon was suddenly faced with new expectations. Criticized and corrected for his savage tendencies. The confident child grew up into a timid, and reserved teen. Tasks, and lesson. The bar was high, and Waylon did everything he could to reach it. He knew his grandparents did it out of love. Even if that wasn’t true, they were all he had.

Once in his early teens the wendgio started interacting more with others, monsters and humans alike. On one hand it was amazing to meet so many new faces, new smiles, and stories!! On the other hand there was finally a face to the food on his plate.

As friendships among different humans grew, so did the that heavy guilt lurking in the red head’s mind. Guilt that only got worse as Waylon was tasked to help his grandfather keep the family fed.

Family comes first.

You can be a monster, but still play pretend right? Waylon was gifted at switching lives, in public nothing was wrong, he made others laugh and helped out when he could! No one could imagine the scrawny boy could be dangerous. Waylon didn’t think he was dangerous.
A risky mindset that inevitably took a bite out of his confidence and his first kiss’s face.

What was a romantic moment, the teen’s first glimpse of affection went sour the moment the stupid boy let a human get close to his mouth.

Of course you can’t just let a screaming human live after seeing all that. Despite his attempts to bargain with his grandparents, they reminded him the danger this could but the family in.
Do the responsible thing and clean up your mess.

Family comes first. Even if it horrified the teen, he did the responsible thing and put his crush out of their misery.

In adulthood Waylon is still tangled into the inner workings of the Lockwood family. Acting as a temporary heir, till his grandmother has another son. He works a job he doesn’t care for, but is trying to reach out to others. Maybe he can be helpful?

• summary •
-Grew up with parents and older sister in a northern community
-At 8 years old Waylon’s sister was roasted crispy, presumably by hunters
-8.5 years old Waylon was sent to live with his grandparents to keep safe
-9 years old Father was killed, and mother was “presumably” killed as well
-Grandparents weren’t fond of the mother, and likely lied about her death. Waylon believes them though.
-Raised by grandparents to be a proper young man
-At age 17 Waylon took the term “Love bite” too seriously and tore off his first kiss’s face
-Had to kill first kiss <\3
-19 got a job and depression
-Now 24, always stressed despite living a good life
-Most likely a high functioning alcoholic
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[TRIVIΛ]
❄ Routinely trims his antlers, and files down claws
❄ Has a slight stutter
-Waylon's stutter was much more prominent in childhood, but even now on occasion he can be caught stumbling on his words
❄ Has a deep fascination with monster lore
- creates his own journals to document any information he can get his scrawny hands on
❄ Despite his seemingly passive nature Waylon's roots are founded in violence, he's not above getting into a petty fist fight
❄ Dreams of creating a organized monster community, particularly wants to make a safe heaven for more violent species of monsters
❄ Has difficultly relaxing, tends to need a drink before he can wind down
❄ Teeth fall out regularly

DISCORD ID 〗Simpleoddities
[ ROLEPLAY PREFERENCES ]
Discord | Google Documents
HC | Script | LIT

Description

__________________________________

"It's a pleasure to meet you."
__________________________________

NΛMЄ 〗Waylon Lockwood
ΛGЄ 〗24 years
GЄNDЄR & SЄX 〗Male
ORIЄNTΛTION 〗Bisexual

WЄIGHT 〗 137 lb | 62.142 kg
HЄIGHT 〗 6'3" | 190.5 cm

OCCUPΛTION〗Banker

SPЄCIЄS 〗Wendigo
[ABILITIES]

❄ Consumption Healing
The user is able to heal wounds through the consumption of (human) flesh.
The fresher the meal, the better the heal~

❄ Superhuman strength

❄ Ice touch
A passive power tied to the user's emotions, when upset the individual does the opposite of lose their cool. The environment surrounding the user becomes more chill, and in extreme moments frost forms on the window. Overall this is a harmless power, more a dramatic inconvenience then anything worth worrying about.

❄ Cold immunity

❄ Minor shapeshifting
Able to hide his more monstrous features at whim.

❄ Out of sight out of mind
An active power that when in use results in the user to becoming invisible in regards to auditory senses, smell, and supernatural senses (such as soul sight).

[WEAKNESSES]
⊘Highly flammable
⊘Burns take a lot more effort to heal
⊘Can not enter or exit a ring of fire
⊘Frail frame
⊘Must regularly consume flesh. Failure to do so results in more feral behavior
⊘Despite efforts to eat regularly, wendgios regardless struggle practicing self-control
⊘Always hungry
____ ______________________________

[LIKЄS]
❄ (Playful) arguing
❄ Learning about other monsters
❄ Feeling needed
❄ Rabbits
❄ Gardening

[DISLIKЄS]
❄ Violence
❄ Vanity
❄ Hot weather
❄ Judgments based on species
❄ Naivety

[PЄRSONΛLITY]

logical, Observant, Patient, Trustworthy | Eccentric | Overly ambitious, Self-contained, Workaholic, self-conscious, Prideful

__________________________________

[HISTORY]

The first 8 years of Waylon’s life was spent in a isolated northern community with his parents and sibling.The last 2 generations of the Lockwood family however were born monsters. The grandparents on Way’s father’s side both being cursed humans, and his mother’s side being a much more feral breed of the wendgio species. Despite the morbid nature of the species, life was close perfect, at least to the freckled toddler’s standards. Waylon along with his older sister, sure there was fighting but fighting is fun! She could bite him and he’d just bite right back! No harm done. Both parents were tentative. Waylon’s mother lyanna in particular was extremely strong willed, and passionate traits her son idolized. Not yet exposed to anyone outside his inner family, the meat on his plate was just food. No one harmed in the making~

But people were harmed. A lot of people were harmed. Regardless on how sweet your family dynamic is if you kill and eat humans it’s only a matter of time before you get the wrong person’s attention.

It started with Waylon’s older sister, things spiraled downwards quickly. One moment the ten year-old was outside terrorizing the local wildlife, then next there was silence and a steady stream of smoke coming from the woods.

The family was distraught, but sorrow soon turned to fear for the safety of their remaining child. The next few months was filled with fighting between the couple about what should be done. Waylon belongs with his mother! He needs to grow up somewhere safer..at least until they can secure the area! Let their only son rot inside their home, or ask his father’s parents take of their child. Grandparents who lived very far away. Grandparents who had never been fond of Lyanna, seeing her as a feral monster with feral children.

Eventually an agreement was made, it was going to be temporary stay. A few months? A year at most.

Half a year into his stay, Waylon’s father was killed in a similar fashion to his sister. Heartbroken the child was adamant about going home to be with his mother!! This request was denied as the grandparents explained his mother was also killed, a tragic twist that was completely made up. A lie that left the young wendgio “orphaned”. Waylon was a feral child, raised by a feral women who had manage to sink her claws into the Lockwood’s precious son. The least that could be done was to keep Waylon and raise him properly.

Life was safer? But Waylon was suddenly faced with new expectations. Criticized and corrected for his savage tendencies. The confident child grew up into a timid, and reserved teen. Tasks, and lesson. The bar was high, and Waylon did everything he could to reach it. He knew his grandparents did it out of love. Even if that wasn’t true, they were all he had.

Once in his early teens the wendgio started interacting more with others, monsters and humans alike. On one hand it was amazing to meet so many new faces, new smiles, and stories!! On the other hand there was finally a face to the food on his plate.

As friendships among different humans grew, so did the that heavy guilt lurking in the red head’s mind. Guilt that only got worse as Waylon was tasked to help his grandfather keep the family fed.

Family comes first.

You can be a monster, but still play pretend right? Waylon was gifted at switching lives, in public nothing was wrong, he made others laugh and helped out when he could! No one could imagine the scrawny boy could be dangerous. Waylon didn’t think he was dangerous.
A risky mindset that inevitably took a bite out of his confidence and his first kiss’s face.

What was a romantic moment, the teen’s first glimpse of affection went sour the moment the stupid boy let a human get close to his mouth.

Of course you can’t just let a screaming human live after seeing all that. Despite his attempts to bargain with his grandparents, they reminded him the danger this could but the family in.
Do the responsible thing and clean up your mess.

Family comes first. Even if it horrified the teen, he did the responsible thing and put his crush out of their misery.

In adulthood Waylon is still tangled into the inner workings of the Lockwood family. Acting as a temporary heir, till his grandmother has another son. He works a job he doesn’t care for, but is trying to reach out to others. Maybe he can be helpful?

• summary •
-Grew up with parents and older sister in a northern community
-At 8 years old Waylon’s sister was roasted crispy, presumably by hunters
-8.5 years old Waylon was sent to live with his grandparents to keep safe
-9 years old Father was killed, and mother was “presumably” killed as well
-Grandparents weren’t fond of the mother, and likely lied about her death. Waylon believes them though.
-Raised by grandparents to be a proper young man
-At age 17 Waylon took the term “Love bite” too seriously and tore off his first kiss’s face
-Had to kill first kiss <\3
-19 got a job and depression
-Now 24, always stressed despite living a good life
-Most likely a high functioning alcoholic
__________________________________

[TRIVIΛ]
❄ Routinely trims his antlers, and files down claws
❄ Has a slight stutter
-Waylon's stutter was much more prominent in childhood, but even now on occasion he can be caught stumbling on his words
❄ Has a deep fascination with monster lore
- creates his own journals to document any information he can get his scrawny hands on
❄ Despite his seemingly passive nature Waylon's roots are founded in violence, he's not above getting into a petty fist fight
❄ Dreams of creating a organized monster community, particularly wants to make a safe heaven for more violent species of monsters
❄ Has difficultly relaxing, tends to need a drink before he can wind down
❄ Teeth fall out regularly

DISCORD ID 〗Simpleoddities
[ ROLEPLAY PREFERENCES ]
Discord | Google Documents
HC | Script | LIT