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Full Name: Alex

Age: 20

Species: Human/Anthromorphic Wolf

Species Traits: Wolf head, tail, fur, ears, and toes. He is a wolf with human arms, legs, hands, spine, and glasses.

High School Year: Junior

Dorm Number: Dorm #2

Personality: Alex is a very friendly creature for being part wolf. He has been reffered to as a 'lamb in wolfs clothing' once before, this being because he has a very harmless personality, even though his height can be rather intimidating. Alex has a very, very strong mind; he is capible of figuring out many, many problems within seconds. Alex tries to keep this at a down-low alot because he thinks that people would get intimidating and would try to veer away from the brainiack. Other than this fact, Alex is a little lovebug that is a sweet little (actually tall) pup.

***((THIS PART IS RATHER VIOLENT AND MIGHT MAKE YOU HAVE SAD EMOTIONS. IT CONTAINS SWEARING AND BAD THINGS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!))***

History: Because of Alex's intellegent mind, he has simply deleted memories of his that his mind didn't like. But, because of this application, I might as well spill the beans of his deleted thoughts. When Alex was first born, his parents were dissapointed in him. He was the whitest white that a wolf creature has ever mustered, and because of this his parents saw him as a bad omen. He looked very similar to the moon amongst the blackness of space to the poetic mind. To simplify this, Alex was a misfit. Alex had no sibling as a pup and was his parents first and only child and was left alone in the darkest part of a forest; To rot. His parents thought of him as such a terrible creature that they merely left him alone in the wilderness. The way that he manufactued his brilliant mind was from doing nothing all of his time outside. He was to young to build anything so he was just left to wonder how, where, why, and when. Alex ended up trying to figure out how birds flew, how squirrels could climb so efficiently and the calculations and angles of as much of what he could see. Alex crawled around the forest to not gather attention, his fur matted and colored with mud from not being bathed for years. At one point of adventureing, he wandered out of the forest and into the streets of a city. Because Alex was 6 at this time, he was quickly brought into the police station by a civilian as an orphan. After camping out in the Police Department for a few days, one police officer witnessed Alex practicing his shifting between his human and humanoid wolf form. This officer thought that this was some dark devil magic and thought he was a demon that should be killed emediatley. The officer reported this to her cheif police officer and the Cheif merely threw Alex out. Alex looked up at her with pure, innocent eyes, wondering what he did wrong as he was forced out of the police department onto the streets. He walked the alleyways and streets aimlessly, camping out with some homeless people in their small makeshift homes for nights on end. He got pity money from passing civilians some times, but it was quickly robbed from him from other homeless orphan children. He would sit at highway stoplights and intercetions begging for money; once getting hit with a slushee from a passing car of teenagers. When this happened, he broke out into tears and just sat crying at the intersection. He was asked if he was okay by kind cardrivers but he never replied. He knew that he was trash, and he didn't want others to make more fun of him. He continued begging for year and years until he reached the age of 8, where he was offered to come into a white van in a dark alleyway. He knew it was a terrible idea to go, but Alex had no idea what else could happen to him already. He was locked in the van and tied up with barbed wire, his wrists and ankles bleeding out slowly as he was given instructions. He was told by a few men smoking in the van to go off and sell whatever was supplied to him, and come back with as much cash as he could carry. He went around day by day selling whatever his smugglers could get their hands on, selling drugs, alcohol, cigarettes, stolen iPads, phones, computers, and absolutley anything of value. He did this until he reached the age of 10, where he ran away from the smuggler and stole the money that he earned. Alex was off on the streets again, this time having a heafty couple thousand dollars and scars he thought he wouldn't forget on his joints. He asked a woman on the streets to accompany him around town as he bought what he could. The woman, Miss Samantha Parker, agreed to this as she felt guilty of his terrible treatment. She walked around the shops and stores holding his hand as he purchased clothes and food and water. Samantha asked Alex what his name was once before and he replied with "My name iz Awex." Samantha chuckled and kneeled down to shake his dirty hand with her own. "Nice to meet you Alex, I am Miss Parker, but you can call me Samantha, little one." For the rest of his life, Alex has always remembered a woman helping him, but he had never remembered who or why until a recent time period when he met his new love Twilight. In the meantime, Alex had managed to find a very, very terrible part of town where there was an apartment complex. In this complex, there were free rooms to live in, and being the desperate 13 year old he was, he moved in and lived there for the rest of the time he did until he found the Academy. Alex had working plumbing, heat, and power in his new home so he didn't think it was so bad. Alex lived out the next 3 years in this room until he realized, he had become the age that he could legally drive! Or at least he thought so. He went out and found a car agency and got a license, a car sadly not included. Alex has always had his license and has always gotten it renewed whenever he needed to, even though he has never driven a car since his driving test. When Alex was 17, just a year after he got his license, he picked up a very, very bad habit. One of his neighbors in the apartment complex convinced him into trying a cigarette for the first time, which Alex later got hooked on to and did every other day. Alex found a beautiful girl this same year and they later became a couple, both of them cuddling up infromt of Alex's TV, smoking, on almost a nightly basis. Her name was Emma Hanson, Alex's most beloved human being ever. Emma once pointed out that Alex couldn't see her in all detail, because he once couldn't identify the title of her favorite movie. That was the day that Alex and Emma went out and bought him prescription glasses. Alex and Emma had plans to get married after they became of age, and they even picked out clothes for it. They promised eachother that they would love eachother forever, but that was soon to change. A year later on Emma and Alex's anniversary, Alex's neighbors, his close friends, got jealous of Alex's relationship and killed Emma in cold blood. Alex found her body the next day in a dumpster behind the building he lived in. He stayed next to the dumpster for days on end, sobbing and sobbing. Alex finally returned home after days of camping out by the bin. The neighbors were terrified that Alex would want vengance for his lost loved one, so they readied their guns when he came up knocking. The neighbors let him in and let him sit down before the pulled out their cocked guns and aimed them for him. Alex looked up and them, his eyes wide. He raised his hands so they were behind his head, and slowly tried to walk to the door. A bullet wizzed past his head and he turned around to see his closest friends, with guns to their own heads. "Wait!" Alex said, leaping toward them all and knocking them down before they could shoot themsleves. "Why? Why would you do this? Do you want to see me suffer more than I am!?" He sobbed, trying to pull the pistols from their hands. His friends just looked at each other and let the guns drop. They all stood up and Alex's friends merely groveled and apology to Alex. Alex walked over to their fridge and took out a drink, letting his friends settle down and get relaxed. Alex quietly kneeled down and grabbed one of the guns, stuffing it in his pocket and covering it with his shirt. "Y'know what guys?" He said, leaning against the door. They all looked in his direction, watching him set down his drink and put his hand in his pocket. They all froze in fear as he pulled out a gun, aiming for the nearest persons head. "People like you." he said, cocking the gun. "Should burn in HELL!" He pulled the trigger watched as the bullet went right through his old friends head. Alex continued shooting him in the head until he ran out of all 12 bullets in his gun. He reloaded the gun and put it in his pocket before exiting the room. "You don't say or do s**t, or your ALL next." He yelled after him before entering his room and settling down at his desk. Two people had just died, one to his own hands. He scrolled through his mind, thinking up way to forget all of this. He ended up falling asleep, the blood on his hands staining his mind with unbearable guilt. His head locked everything that happened in the deep reaches of his mind, letting the glorious times of his life take over the rest of his head, the terror staying locked away beyond reach. He woke up the next day, being the Alex that everybody knows now. Not the killer, or the smoker, or the smuggler, or the dealer. He was just Alex, all that anybody needs on their 18th. Just themselves. Alex evolved his mindset and moved away, in a nice part of the city, got good clothes and the most wonderful attitude. Miss Parker helped his mind choose out the proper clothes, but everything before 18 was just a haze. A mere memory that was filled with friends, family, school, girlfriends, jobs, and a new house. A perfectly normal life.

***((Sorry that was so long and story-like. Excuse me for the swearing, as well.))***

Advance Level: Advanced. Alex is in almost all roleplays.

Written Description of Appearance: Alex is the same as the picture.

Habits: Alex drinks tea, he wears suits, always has to have a pen and pencil.

Favorite Activity/Activities: Drinking tea, solving problems, organizing, hanging out with friends, being with Twilight, drawing, reading, talking, being funny, debating at times.

Likes: Tea, Twilight, his friends, solving problems, organizing, drawing, reading, talking, funny things, debating at times, aliens, mythical creatures, history, his teachers, water, space, really big animals, really small animals, dinosaurs, and LOTS more things that would take me days to write.

Dislikes: Math, his past, people that are to clingy, incorrect human anatomy on drawings, that one typo, getting drunk, substances (liquor, drugs, ect.), police officers that dont back up their point, taking advantage of power, and more things that I haven't thought up yet.

Powers: Alex can shapeshift into a human on command and can heal a severe or bad wound. He can also ressurect a resently dead creature, if it has been dead for 12 minutes or under.

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

Relationship Status: With Miss Twilight Ampora

Anything Else We Need To Know?: Alex loves all shades of blue, he has no memory of ever seeing his parents ever, people should never ask if he has killed somebody, people shouldn't ask why the suit. (The answer is because why not? ITS A SUIT, COME ON!)

OH MY GOSH I SPENT THREE HOURS ON THIS THING WHAT THE HECK?!

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Description
Full Name: Alex

Age: 20

Species: Human/Anthromorphic Wolf

Species Traits: Wolf head, tail, fur, ears, and toes. He is a wolf with human arms, legs, hands, spine, and glasses.

High School Year: Junior

Dorm Number: Dorm #2

Personality: Alex is a very friendly creature for being part wolf. He has been reffered to as a 'lamb in wolfs clothing' once before, this being because he has a very harmless personality, even though his height can be rather intimidating. Alex has a very, very strong mind; he is capible of figuring out many, many problems within seconds. Alex tries to keep this at a down-low alot because he thinks that people would get intimidating and would try to veer away from the brainiack. Other than this fact, Alex is a little lovebug that is a sweet little (actually tall) pup.

***((THIS PART IS RATHER VIOLENT AND MIGHT MAKE YOU HAVE SAD EMOTIONS. IT CONTAINS SWEARING AND BAD THINGS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!))***

History: Because of Alex's intellegent mind, he has simply deleted memories of his that his mind didn't like. But, because of this application, I might as well spill the beans of his deleted thoughts. When Alex was first born, his parents were dissapointed in him. He was the whitest white that a wolf creature has ever mustered, and because of this his parents saw him as a bad omen. He looked very similar to the moon amongst the blackness of space to the poetic mind. To simplify this, Alex was a misfit. Alex had no sibling as a pup and was his parents first and only child and was left alone in the darkest part of a forest; To rot. His parents thought of him as such a terrible creature that they merely left him alone in the wilderness. The way that he manufactued his brilliant mind was from doing nothing all of his time outside. He was to young to build anything so he was just left to wonder how, where, why, and when. Alex ended up trying to figure out how birds flew, how squirrels could climb so efficiently and the calculations and angles of as much of what he could see. Alex crawled around the forest to not gather attention, his fur matted and colored with mud from not being bathed for years. At one point of adventureing, he wandered out of the forest and into the streets of a city. Because Alex was 6 at this time, he was quickly brought into the police station by a civilian as an orphan. After camping out in the Police Department for a few days, one police officer witnessed Alex practicing his shifting between his human and humanoid wolf form. This officer thought that this was some dark devil magic and thought he was a demon that should be killed emediatley. The officer reported this to her cheif police officer and the Cheif merely threw Alex out. Alex looked up at her with pure, innocent eyes, wondering what he did wrong as he was forced out of the police department onto the streets. He walked the alleyways and streets aimlessly, camping out with some homeless people in their small makeshift homes for nights on end. He got pity money from passing civilians some times, but it was quickly robbed from him from other homeless orphan children. He would sit at highway stoplights and intercetions begging for money; once getting hit with a slushee from a passing car of teenagers. When this happened, he broke out into tears and just sat crying at the intersection. He was asked if he was okay by kind cardrivers but he never replied. He knew that he was trash, and he didn't want others to make more fun of him. He continued begging for year and years until he reached the age of 8, where he was offered to come into a white van in a dark alleyway. He knew it was a terrible idea to go, but Alex had no idea what else could happen to him already. He was locked in the van and tied up with barbed wire, his wrists and ankles bleeding out slowly as he was given instructions. He was told by a few men smoking in the van to go off and sell whatever was supplied to him, and come back with as much cash as he could carry. He went around day by day selling whatever his smugglers could get their hands on, selling drugs, alcohol, cigarettes, stolen iPads, phones, computers, and absolutley anything of value. He did this until he reached the age of 10, where he ran away from the smuggler and stole the money that he earned. Alex was off on the streets again, this time having a heafty couple thousand dollars and scars he thought he wouldn't forget on his joints. He asked a woman on the streets to accompany him around town as he bought what he could. The woman, Miss Samantha Parker, agreed to this as she felt guilty of his terrible treatment. She walked around the shops and stores holding his hand as he purchased clothes and food and water. Samantha asked Alex what his name was once before and he replied with "My name iz Awex." Samantha chuckled and kneeled down to shake his dirty hand with her own. "Nice to meet you Alex, I am Miss Parker, but you can call me Samantha, little one." For the rest of his life, Alex has always remembered a woman helping him, but he had never remembered who or why until a recent time period when he met his new love Twilight. In the meantime, Alex had managed to find a very, very terrible part of town where there was an apartment complex. In this complex, there were free rooms to live in, and being the desperate 13 year old he was, he moved in and lived there for the rest of the time he did until he found the Academy. Alex had working plumbing, heat, and power in his new home so he didn't think it was so bad. Alex lived out the next 3 years in this room until he realized, he had become the age that he could legally drive! Or at least he thought so. He went out and found a car agency and got a license, a car sadly not included. Alex has always had his license and has always gotten it renewed whenever he needed to, even though he has never driven a car since his driving test. When Alex was 17, just a year after he got his license, he picked up a very, very bad habit. One of his neighbors in the apartment complex convinced him into trying a cigarette for the first time, which Alex later got hooked on to and did every other day. Alex found a beautiful girl this same year and they later became a couple, both of them cuddling up infromt of Alex's TV, smoking, on almost a nightly basis. Her name was Emma Hanson, Alex's most beloved human being ever. Emma once pointed out that Alex couldn't see her in all detail, because he once couldn't identify the title of her favorite movie. That was the day that Alex and Emma went out and bought him prescription glasses. Alex and Emma had plans to get married after they became of age, and they even picked out clothes for it. They promised eachother that they would love eachother forever, but that was soon to change. A year later on Emma and Alex's anniversary, Alex's neighbors, his close friends, got jealous of Alex's relationship and killed Emma in cold blood. Alex found her body the next day in a dumpster behind the building he lived in. He stayed next to the dumpster for days on end, sobbing and sobbing. Alex finally returned home after days of camping out by the bin. The neighbors were terrified that Alex would want vengance for his lost loved one, so they readied their guns when he came up knocking. The neighbors let him in and let him sit down before the pulled out their cocked guns and aimed them for him. Alex looked up and them, his eyes wide. He raised his hands so they were behind his head, and slowly tried to walk to the door. A bullet wizzed past his head and he turned around to see his closest friends, with guns to their own heads. "Wait!" Alex said, leaping toward them all and knocking them down before they could shoot themsleves. "Why? Why would you do this? Do you want to see me suffer more than I am!?" He sobbed, trying to pull the pistols from their hands. His friends just looked at each other and let the guns drop. They all stood up and Alex's friends merely groveled and apology to Alex. Alex walked over to their fridge and took out a drink, letting his friends settle down and get relaxed. Alex quietly kneeled down and grabbed one of the guns, stuffing it in his pocket and covering it with his shirt. "Y'know what guys?" He said, leaning against the door. They all looked in his direction, watching him set down his drink and put his hand in his pocket. They all froze in fear as he pulled out a gun, aiming for the nearest persons head. "People like you." he said, cocking the gun. "Should burn in HELL!" He pulled the trigger watched as the bullet went right through his old friends head. Alex continued shooting him in the head until he ran out of all 12 bullets in his gun. He reloaded the gun and put it in his pocket before exiting the room. "You don't say or do s**t, or your ALL next." He yelled after him before entering his room and settling down at his desk. Two people had just died, one to his own hands. He scrolled through his mind, thinking up way to forget all of this. He ended up falling asleep, the blood on his hands staining his mind with unbearable guilt. His head locked everything that happened in the deep reaches of his mind, letting the glorious times of his life take over the rest of his head, the terror staying locked away beyond reach. He woke up the next day, being the Alex that everybody knows now. Not the killer, or the smoker, or the smuggler, or the dealer. He was just Alex, all that anybody needs on their 18th. Just themselves. Alex evolved his mindset and moved away, in a nice part of the city, got good clothes and the most wonderful attitude. Miss Parker helped his mind choose out the proper clothes, but everything before 18 was just a haze. A mere memory that was filled with friends, family, school, girlfriends, jobs, and a new house. A perfectly normal life.

***((Sorry that was so long and story-like. Excuse me for the swearing, as well.))***

Advance Level: Advanced. Alex is in almost all roleplays.

Written Description of Appearance: Alex is the same as the picture.

Habits: Alex drinks tea, he wears suits, always has to have a pen and pencil.

Favorite Activity/Activities: Drinking tea, solving problems, organizing, hanging out with friends, being with Twilight, drawing, reading, talking, being funny, debating at times.

Likes: Tea, Twilight, his friends, solving problems, organizing, drawing, reading, talking, funny things, debating at times, aliens, mythical creatures, history, his teachers, water, space, really big animals, really small animals, dinosaurs, and LOTS more things that would take me days to write.

Dislikes: Math, his past, people that are to clingy, incorrect human anatomy on drawings, that one typo, getting drunk, substances (liquor, drugs, ect.), police officers that dont back up their point, taking advantage of power, and more things that I haven't thought up yet.

Powers: Alex can shapeshift into a human on command and can heal a severe or bad wound. He can also ressurect a resently dead creature, if it has been dead for 12 minutes or under.

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

Relationship Status: With Miss Twilight Ampora

Anything Else We Need To Know?: Alex loves all shades of blue, he has no memory of ever seeing his parents ever, people should never ask if he has killed somebody, people shouldn't ask why the suit. (The answer is because why not? ITS A SUIT, COME ON!)

OH MY GOSH I SPENT THREE HOURS ON THIS THING WHAT THE HECK?!

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