Brock Meer (Werewolf King/Alpha)

[brocklesnarufc87]

Brock Meer;;
is now entering it's all in yer mind

About You;;
behind the RPer

Name: Rebecca
Age: 18
Years of Rping: 8 +
Contact: [e-mail]

ID Tag;;

Alias: Scar
Name: Brock Meer
Gender: Male
Orientation: Straight
Real Age: 300
Physical Age: 30
Species: Werewolf
Sire: N/A
Religious Affiliation: None
Wealth: A lot (Not good at estimating wealth)
Job: Owns a gym, and is also a professional cage fighter.

Dear Diary;;

Specialties:
1. Hand to hand combat (He’s a Cage fighter)
2. Guns
3. Swordsmanship

Summary:
Besides what's said above, he's also good at tempting people. He just has a stare that can make a chill go down your spine. Brock uses this to pull his prey into him before he makes a kill, and he also taunts. His hand to hand combat experience comes from years of being in fighting type sports. (WWE, UFC..etc) He likes to use his hands more than he does with guns and swords because he knows it makes less of a mess. His swordsmanship comes from his real father, who trained him everyday on how to use one in battle.

Weakness:
1. His size because it slows him down at times. (Only when he keeps something up for too long)
2. His love for werewolves.
3. Silver

Summary:
His love for werewolves proves to be a bigger weakness then some people think. He hates seeing his kind die, or even hearing about it. Therefore, his enemies use this to get him upset. Silver is his biggest weakness of all. Not only will it kill him, but even if this substance just comes into contact with his skin, it'll burn him like a branding iron. He doesn’t like being near it, and he has a slight fear towards it. As for his size, it only affects his speed if he keeps up at a fight for too long.

Human Appearance;;

Hair: Dirty Blonde
Eyes: Icy Blue
Height: 6'3
Marks: As for tattoos, he's got six all together. A medium sized werewolf tattoo on both biceps, a tattoo that says "lycan" on his left forearm, and another that says "Wolf man" on his right forearm. Then he's got a large tattoo that covers his whole back. It shows a werewolf with a torn up vampire under its foot. The final one is on the left side of his chest, and shows claw marks tearing through his skin with the eyes of a werewolf visible through them. Scar wise, he has a small scar on his abdomen where his step father plunged a silver sword through him.
Race: White
Skin Tone: Light to medium
Body Type: Muscular
Clothing Style: Varies
Footwear: Combat boots most of the time, and sneakers at others.

Summary:
Brock is one of a massive build and he uses it to intimidate people. His eyes are an icy blue, and some tell him that they're easy to get lost in. As for clothing style, it all depends on what he's doing. Usually, he'll wear dark t shirts and long pants. But he sometimes goes out on special occasions and wears a black tux. Either way, he's always in dark colors.

Wolf Appearance;;

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Eye Color: Golden yellow
Fur Color: Brown
Fur Length: Medium
Fur Texture: Smooth
Size: In ancient wolf form, he stands at nine feet.
Marks: None

Personality;;

Likes:
1. Werewolves
2. Funny people
3. Those who like his species

Dislikes:
1. Vampires
2. Hunters
3. Anyone else against his kind

Flaws:
1. His size slows him down at times.
2. He's cocky, and that can get in his way.
3. He sometimes doesn’t think before he acts.

Summary:
Brock is very protective of his kind, and what some would say "overly protective". He's willing to do whatever it takes to ensure the forever survival of his species, and if it comes down to death, he'll take it. Towards his enemies, Brock is cold, aggressive, and shows no mercy. If you're on his bad side, you'd better find a way to get on his good one, and quick. Brock isn't the kind to harm his own species, and he hates anyone that does. If one werewolf harms or kills another werewolf, they would need a good reason in order to be forgiven. He also has a distaste for vampires, yet wouldn't kill an innocent one straight out of the blue. (Unless he's mad) To his friends and allies, Brock is a kind hearted person, far from what you would see with his enemies. He's funny, smart, and not afraid to stand up for what he believes in.

Background Check;;

Family Members: Mother, father, and step father, all deceased.
Birth Place: Philadelphia, PA.
Childhood: As a child, Brock was treated very well by his birth parents. Then his mother got divorced and remarried, and things took a turn for the worst.
Transformation: Birth
Prey: Anyone and everyone except other werewolves
Moon Tidings: During the full moon, and any other time he feels. He also turns when he gets too angry.
Other Transformation: Bite, or getting saliva into an open wound.
History:
Brock was born a pure blooded werewolf to a pure mother and a pure father. When he got the age where he could understand a few things, he was taught the art of self defense by his father. He was shown everything in weaponry, but trained mostly in hand to hand combat. As he went along in his life growing up, arguments spun up between his parents. They progressively got worse and worse and it all ended up in a divorce. His mother won the custody battle over him, and he lived with her for most of his childhood.

When he got to the age of 10, his mother got married to a powerful vampire elder named Cornelius. Brock felt betrayed, and he never managed to accept this vampire into his life very well. He wouldn’t play with him as if he was his father, and he wouldn’t talk to him as if he were his father. No matter how much his mother begged him to accept him into his life, Brock just wouldn’t do it. The main reason was because of the hate his species held towards vampires, but there was also the fact that he just wasn’t his real father. Despite all this, Brock had to suck it up and live him for him.

It wasn’t until a year later that more arguments started to heat up. Yet these arguments were more violent, and Brock had to witness his mother being beaten at times. His disliking for his Cornelius grew into a hate and the beatings continued. After two years of seeing this happen, he finally saw a nightmare that would plague his mind for the rest of his life. When he heard arguing coming from the room of his parents, he wandered over and cracked the door open a bit. He looked in to see his mother being slapped around again. When he saw his step father hold her to the bed and pull out a knife, he knew it was time to leave. Yet fear held him in place, and Cornelius brutally stabbed his wife to death.

Just as he was about to turn around, Brock finally gathered all of his emotions and ran. Cornelius never knew he was there and Brock ran back up to his room. He cried his eyes out, and when his step father came up to talk to him, he figured Brock had seen everything. He threatened him not to tell the police, and Brock was forced to do what he was told. Cornelius managed to convince the police that it wasn’t him who murdered his wife, and the case went unsolved. Brock was soon taken into protective custody because of an assault charge his step father had, and he was offered up to a foster home.

He lived there until his teen years, but when they found out that he was a werewolf, he was booted out and left to fend for himself on the streets. Eventually, Brock found a job and made enough to get himself a home. Years into it, he was finally living a good life as a lone wolf and would help his kind every so often. He soon grew into an adult, and he began helping his kind out more and more. Yet as he got more into werewolves, he found out that his step father Cornelius had went up in the rankings as a vampire. He was now one of the more powerful vampires known and he was killing lycans left and right.

Knowing he had to do something, Brock took up in different martial arts classes. He learned jujitsu, boxing, kick boxing, wrestling…just about everything out there. Once he had mastered mixed martial arts (MMA), he joined a show called “Chaos”. (Think UFC, because that’s exactly what it is, just with a name change). With cage fighting experience now under his belt, he added on to his knowledge of weapons and trained some more with them.

It took him many years to gain the proper experience to take on his step father, and once he got what he needed, he was ready. Brock went on a search for Cornelius, and it didn’t take long for him to connect certain murders and slayings to his step father. He finally found him in his search, and he tracked him down to his mansion. Brock offered the challenge of a death match and his father gladly accepted it. His step father had greatly underestimated him, and he soon learned that Brock was more than he thought. The battle had gone on, back and forth with each them blocking attacks and taking hits. Only swords and bare hands were used, and the fight was getting lengthy. It was then that Brock had taken a brutal shot to the gut with his step father’s sword. The blade had nearly gone all the way through him, and the silver made his blood sizzle against against it.

By the looks of things, Brock was defeated and Cornelius was ready to make his final move. He collapsed to the ground and his step father raised the sword high above his head. When he brought it down, Brock didn’t have the time to roll out of the way of Cornelius’s vampiric speed. He grabbed the blade of the sword with both hands, just inches away from it plunging into his chest. Brock gripped it tightly, his hands being sliced open with each moved that he made with them. The silver burned and his blood rained down on top of him, but he managed to stop the sword and he kicked his step father’s legs out from under.

Once Cornelius was on the ground, Brock got to his feet with his step father’s sword in his grasp. Now they had both been weakened, and Brock sliced a large gash into Cornelius’s leg to ensure that he couldn’t get away. Then he raised the sword, and plunged it deep into his chest. Cornelius let out one final vampiric screech and soon fell silent. Brock had finally gotten revenge for his mother and all those lycans who had met their death at the hands of his step father. Cornelius had been destroyed, and to make sure that he’d never return, Brock picked up his own sword and decapitated the elder and master vampire. He then collapsed to his knees as both sadness and joy overcame him. Brock was upset as the thoughts of his mother came rushing back to him, but he was also happy that the one who had killed her was finally gone as well.

Brock just sat like that for a number of moments, wounds and blood decorating his body. It would take him quite some time to heal from the physical wounds, yet the mental ones would last forever. When he got to his feet, he pulled Cornelius’s blade free and tossed it to the ground and walked off, leaving the body right where it was. He wanted the other vampires to see what he had done, to know that he had gotten what he wanted. During the days following the battle, Brock had kept silent and his name was being spread through both the vampiric and the lycan community. Soon, he got back to how he use to be and things got a little easier for him.

Now he’s living life to its fullest, and he himself has gained the rank of ancient and master werewolf. After killing countless numbers of other vampires and hunters to protect the werewolf race, the species decided to crown him their alpha male.





Code Word:
'poof the magic fairy baby'

Mad Skills;;

[Example of your Role-Playing]
Brock had lost a good bit of energy from fighting a good number of vampires that had attacked, and he knew he could get it all back with a good meal. This brought a smirk to his face and he headed into one of the less populated areas so he could find himself a victim without anyone seeing. Once he was there, he scanned the area and used his senses to try and pick someone out. It was then that he spotted a young couple holding hands, and he quickly made his way into the shadows. Brock shifted to his wolf form, and watched as things played out so he could time his moment of attack. As the couple got closer, they went into the same alley that Brock was hidden in and began to kiss. Brock let out a low snarl from the shadows and the two pulled apart. They both tried to glimpse into the darkness, but it was the guy who told his girlfriend to stay back before approaching the dark. Just as he got within a few feet, Brock lashed out and his jaws clamped down around the man's neck. His claws dug into his shoulders and the two fell to the ground. The girlfriend let out a frantic shreik and stood there for a moment, in a state of shock.

Then she ran over and tried to help, but Brock swung his arm at her to bat her away. She flew a good distance, and when she hit the ground, her head made contact with the cement. The force was only enough to knock her out, but she'd definatly feel it later on. Once Brock was sure that she was out, he latched his jaws back around the guy's neck and tore out a good chunk. He let out a gurgled cry, then finally passed away. It didn't take long for Brock to tear apart the corpse and make it into a mess, but he still took his time eating. About 10 minutes later, he was full and he could feel the energy coming back to him. With that, he looked up at the night sky and let out a loud roar that could be heard throughout a good portion of the city. Then he stood up, shifted back to his human form, and made his way back into the main part of the city.

[Isi Runasimi]

You were supposed to post the one where he is 300 because that's the one that got accepted.

[brocklesnarufc87]

Fixed it