App for redemptionsroad
Writer Info
Name: Julie
Age: 40mumble
Contact: werewolfhacker on AIM
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Character Info
Name: Ben Lockwood
Age: (barely) 20, but looks about 35 or 40, due to genetic burning.
Status: Shapeshifter
Occupation: Private investigator
Personality: Sarcastic White Knight in Tarnished Armor. Ben was designed for speed and agility rather than brute strength, so his height is less-than-impressive and he's built more like a runner than a wrestler. He's a pretty mild-mannered guy on the surface, which he kind of has to be if he wants to keep his (human) cover intact. He is generally polite, especially to women and people older than he is. However, he despises people who think their money makes them special and other pompous jerks, and has a tendency to mutter sarcastic remarks under his breath around them. Doing it aloud has gotten him in trouble, more than once, and he's been conditioned hard to keep his disrespectful thoughts to himself.
He won't start a fight, but he will by-God finish one if you push him hard enough. Threatening a woman in his presence is right out. Don't even go there. This has been known to backfire when the woman in question didn't care for his interference, but he can no more not step in than he can stop breathing. In keeping with the lycanthropy, he has a hell of a temper and tries to keep a tight rein on it at all times, because if he lets go of the bridle, then people end up bleeding -- or dead. Under stress, he starts chopping his sentences and emphasizing words. If he's under a lot of stress, he completely loses his comma function and talks in long run-on sentences instead.
All he really wants in life right now is to live it in peace and keep his head down. He fears, more than anything, being caught and dragged back to that place to face whatever punishment fucking demons would dole out -- and he's seen some doozies, back before he knew demons were involved. In fact, he'd rather die than be caught. However. . . if he can find a way to take down the demon organization that created him? He'll grab that opportunity with both hands.
History: Ben Lockwood, deserter.
Not how he likes to think of himself. He showed early aptitude for the military, and he's been groomed for this his whole life. It is his life, has been since puberty hit.
His unit commander called him his "pet hacker," and Ben can crack most systems with a little effort and sometimes does so just for the hell of it. What he didn't count on was finding out that the Lycanthrope Division was funded and run by demons, which will teach him to poke around servers he's got no business sticking his nose in. He covered his tracks, shit his pants, and hoped like hell he wouldn't get caught.
Military installations are legitimate targets for his unique talents. But he doesn't remember signing up for taking out a busload of civilian kids, even if they're the kids of politicians and other powerful people. And then there was the sixteen-year-old girl, hiding her younger sister behind her with their backs to the overturned chassis, who lifted her chin and actually took a swing at him before he tore her throat out.
So Ben, at the tender age of 20, helped neutralize the objective. He said nothing, drank the celebratory toasts after it was done with the other (older) members of his unit, and seemed to go on like it hadn't affected him. But that girl's defiant face haunted his dreams, and he couldn't meet his own eyes in the mirror anymore when he shaved. The next time they sent him out, he rabbited. Picked up and went with the clothes on his back and the money in his wallet and not much else. Now he's on the run with a new identity in a new city.
Part of his MOS was forging documents -- and he's good enough at it that he's got a PI license and is making a fair living. These days, he mainly uses his skills to check on the financials of cheating spouses, and hides in plain sight among the humans, who have no idea there's a predator lurking among them. He just hopes he can keep it that way.
Skills, Talents, Abilities: As a trained soldier, he's proficient with most firearms, as well as bladed weapons and hand-to-hand combat. His favorite gun is a Micro Desert Eagle .380, which he's hardly ever without. He's also got quite a bit of skill with computers and is able to hack into servers, mess around, and cover his tracks effectively.
Icon: http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/105382870/30111166
Name: Julie
Age: 40mumble
Contact: werewolfhacker on AIM
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Character Info
Name: Ben Lockwood
Age: (barely) 20, but looks about 35 or 40, due to genetic burning.
Status: Shapeshifter
Occupation: Private investigator
Personality: Sarcastic White Knight in Tarnished Armor. Ben was designed for speed and agility rather than brute strength, so his height is less-than-impressive and he's built more like a runner than a wrestler. He's a pretty mild-mannered guy on the surface, which he kind of has to be if he wants to keep his (human) cover intact. He is generally polite, especially to women and people older than he is. However, he despises people who think their money makes them special and other pompous jerks, and has a tendency to mutter sarcastic remarks under his breath around them. Doing it aloud has gotten him in trouble, more than once, and he's been conditioned hard to keep his disrespectful thoughts to himself.
He won't start a fight, but he will by-God finish one if you push him hard enough. Threatening a woman in his presence is right out. Don't even go there. This has been known to backfire when the woman in question didn't care for his interference, but he can no more not step in than he can stop breathing. In keeping with the lycanthropy, he has a hell of a temper and tries to keep a tight rein on it at all times, because if he lets go of the bridle, then people end up bleeding -- or dead. Under stress, he starts chopping his sentences and emphasizing words. If he's under a lot of stress, he completely loses his comma function and talks in long run-on sentences instead.
All he really wants in life right now is to live it in peace and keep his head down. He fears, more than anything, being caught and dragged back to that place to face whatever punishment fucking demons would dole out -- and he's seen some doozies, back before he knew demons were involved. In fact, he'd rather die than be caught. However. . . if he can find a way to take down the demon organization that created him? He'll grab that opportunity with both hands.
History: Ben Lockwood, deserter.
Not how he likes to think of himself. He showed early aptitude for the military, and he's been groomed for this his whole life. It is his life, has been since puberty hit.
His unit commander called him his "pet hacker," and Ben can crack most systems with a little effort and sometimes does so just for the hell of it. What he didn't count on was finding out that the Lycanthrope Division was funded and run by demons, which will teach him to poke around servers he's got no business sticking his nose in. He covered his tracks, shit his pants, and hoped like hell he wouldn't get caught.
Military installations are legitimate targets for his unique talents. But he doesn't remember signing up for taking out a busload of civilian kids, even if they're the kids of politicians and other powerful people. And then there was the sixteen-year-old girl, hiding her younger sister behind her with their backs to the overturned chassis, who lifted her chin and actually took a swing at him before he tore her throat out.
So Ben, at the tender age of 20, helped neutralize the objective. He said nothing, drank the celebratory toasts after it was done with the other (older) members of his unit, and seemed to go on like it hadn't affected him. But that girl's defiant face haunted his dreams, and he couldn't meet his own eyes in the mirror anymore when he shaved. The next time they sent him out, he rabbited. Picked up and went with the clothes on his back and the money in his wallet and not much else. Now he's on the run with a new identity in a new city.
Part of his MOS was forging documents -- and he's good enough at it that he's got a PI license and is making a fair living. These days, he mainly uses his skills to check on the financials of cheating spouses, and hides in plain sight among the humans, who have no idea there's a predator lurking among them. He just hopes he can keep it that way.
Skills, Talents, Abilities: As a trained soldier, he's proficient with most firearms, as well as bladed weapons and hand-to-hand combat. His favorite gun is a Micro Desert Eagle .380, which he's hardly ever without. He's also got quite a bit of skill with computers and is able to hack into servers, mess around, and cover his tracks effectively.
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