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Braydin Silas Reverche

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mask of deception;

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full name; Braydin Silas Reverche
nickname(s); Bray
age; 18
birthday; August 24th
grade; Senior
species; Shape-Shifter Black Panther
gender; Male
sexual orientationBisexual
canon or original; Original

uncovering the truth;

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personality;
Flirtacious[/u]
One thing that is very well known about Braydin is that he's a major flirt. He doesn't care what's going on, if he likes someone, he will flirt with them. He's not shy at all. He enjoys playing games like hard to get and the occasional game of of cat and mouse. He's a very interesting guy when he's in these moods. He likes challenges, he's not one to just give into someone's charms. They have to work for his affection. He's charming and has been known to be a bit of a old time romantic. Meaning he will refer to women as "fair maidens" and "vixens". He's not exactly a very loud person but he has his share of wild streaks.
Arrogant
Braydin has been known to be a bit arrogant. He tends to only look out for himself and considers himself someone who cannot be denied or resisted. He always wears a cunning smirk on his face and is actually quite stubborn for someone with a quiet appearance. He is a bit of a glory hound and will credit himself rather than someone else for things that happen. He loves attention and having all eyes on him. This can be a bit annoying but he doesn't do it on purpose, it's just how he is. He cares for others but it seems like he only thinks of himself by the way he carries himself. He really doesn't mean anything by these actions. It's all subconscious, really.
Protective[/u]
Braydin is very protective of those closest to him. At least, those he actually lets into his heart. He's sweet and charming in many ways. He won't openly say he cares about them, but he shows it in subtle motions. He looks out for everyone around him and will intervene in conflicts if he feels it's needed. He's kindhearted but doesn't really show it. His arrogance and wild flirtation overshadow it. He usually doesn't raise his voice unless he's being his normal crazy, wild self or if he's really ticked off. He's a clam, laidback sort of guy when left to his own devices.
likes;
-Sleeveless shirts
-Sleeveless hoodies
-Women
-Men
-Flirting
-Competition
-Noise
-Vodka
-Cool climates
-Warm climates
-Russia
dislikes;
-Boredom
-Professors
-Authority
-Easy people
-Weakness
-Failure
-Being alone
-Silence
-Dull flavors
-Being away from his home country
-His jealousy
fears;
-Being alone
-Heights
-Death
habits;
-Tugging on his bangs when annoyed
-Playing with his snakebites
-Compulsively moves his bangs out of his eyes at every chance he gets
flaws;
-Is too agressive for his own good
-Way too headstrong
-Hides his feelings too much

time machine;

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parents;
Izsak Reverche - Father - 42 - Shape-Shifter
Trisha Reverche - Mother - 41 - Human
siblings; N/A
kids; N/A
pets; 2 year old male Borzoi named Dimitri
hometown; Moscow, Russia
personal history;
Braydin was the first and only child born to Trisha and Izsak Reverche. He was born in late August in Moscow, Russia. He was raised by a wealthy family who gave him all their attention. He was a very popular child. Being born to a family who believed in the practice of arranged marriage, Braydin was offered many brides when he was barely old enough to walk. His parents went through many children until finding the right suitor when Braydin was only two.

Braydin was betrothed to a young girl named Sasha Volody. She too was raised by a wealthy family. Braydin didn't understand that she was to marry him so he only treated her as a friend. But as he grew older he began to understand what was to happen and he pushed her away. He pleaded with his parents to call it off, but they refused each time he tried. He grew bitter and did everything he could to stay away from Sasha. He didn't have any feelings for her, but she didn't pick up on that. He refused to do anything that involved her or her family. His parents forced him to do it anyway. At age ten he had his first transformation. He had transformed in front of Sasha and thus frightened her. She ran off and told her parents, who confronted Braydin's parents earlier that day.

His parents explained that she was merely seeing things, but they didn't listen and called off the engagement. A couple years later, his father sat him down and explained to Braydin that he had Shape-shifting genes that he inherited from his father. Braydin didn't believe him at first but thought about his transformation and thought that it actually was true. He left it alone for some time. Soon word spread around of the incident and no one dared to offer their daughters in an arranged marriage with Braydin. Ashamed of their son's actions, his parents sent him off to a school called Forevermore Academy to help salvage what was left of their reputation.

He has been at the school for almost four straight years. He is now a senior with a bit of a reputation, not for what he was, but for his charms and flirtation. He got decent grades but could really care less about the classes. He was more interested in the attention he recieved. He contacted his parents every now and then, but they semi-disowned him for revealing their secret. His mother wouldn't allow a complete disownment for obvious reasons.

mirror, mirrror;

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hair; Ebony black, chin length, bangs fall in between his eyes and spread out, reaching a mere compule inches past his nose and just the tip of his upper lip.
eyes; Pale piercing blue
weight; 120lbs
height; 6'1"
tattoos; N/A
piercings; Silver snakebites in lower lip with black balls in the center, black 8x plug gagues in both ears, black spiked ring in his septum.
anything else; N/A
play by/face claim; Corey Pattakos

underneath the mask;

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your name; Desi
age; 17
other characters; None yet
where did you find us? Had two characters on here but they were deleted.
secret word; -admin edit-
rp sample;
Voices. The muffled outside voices surrounded him. They weren't directed at him which was good. That made him wonder what else could be causing such a fuss amongst the normals. That's what he affectionately called the visitors of this twisted circus. He sighed, not wanting to get p but he knew he would have to eventually. The freak show was on and he had to be on guard from those who liked to taunt him. He sighed, laying there as still as always. his back turned to the metal bars like usual. His breathing was light and only the slow rising and lowering of his chest as he breathd could be seen from the figure shrouded in shadows.

The hysteria made his ears ring and his head throb. What possible thing on this Earth could cause such mayhem. Slowly he lifted his head off the cold cage floor and yawned deeply. He slowly pushed himself up so he sat with his back still turned to the crowd outside. He pushed his dark ebony bangs from his icy blue eyes and looked behind his shoulders. A glare on his face as he saw the astonished faces of the normals. He rolled his eyes and turned completely around to face them. Some noticed the movement but only glanced at him for a second. He swatted away a couple bones and looked toward the corner where he piled his latest feeding for the day.

Yawning again, he stood and walked toward the bars. A few poeple had backed off as he approached. He looped his pointer finger through the metal loop on his collar and tugged lightly at it. His gaze shifted lazily to the cage connected to his. His eyes widened when he saw the occupant huddled against the corner. A female? What possible abnormality could hse have? She looked like one of the normals but he could be wrong. He walked back to the corner and picked up an arm from the pile before moving back to the bars. He tilted his head and narrowed his eyes. She looked frightened. She must have been the new addition he'd heard so much about. His feeder had infomred him of having a neighbor. He was glad that the man spoke some French or else he'd be really lost.

His gaze shifted between the mortals and the stramge female before it finally registered in his mind why she looked frightened. He glared at the normals and let a loud growl erupt from deep within his chest. This made them turn to him and cease talking in hushed tones. He lowered his head and smirked. He loved the control he held on them. Well in his own mind he had control of them. He snarled and their eyes widened. He must have been a sight. A severed arm in one hand, flesh clenched in his teeth and blood caked on the side of his mouth as usual when he fed. They were frozen and he pressed closer to the bars, making them back a few more steps away. He grinned and moved away from the bars, heading back into the shadows. The silence lasted a minute longer before the hushed tones started again. He rolled his eyes and moved toward the bar that seperated the two cages. He carefully sast down, facing the huddled form of the new female. He tilted his head and watched her, taking another bite of the long dead meat.


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