Post by spencer on Jun 18, 2009 13:36:50 GMT -7
†Spencer-Prince-Madoxx†
†Prince†
[/center]†General Information†
Full Name: Madoxx II, Spencer Prince
Nicknames: Prince or Mad-dog (not very amusing to him)
Gender: Male
Age: Seventy Seven
Age they appear: Mid to Late Thirties
Race: Embraced Werewolf
Orientation: Heterosexual
Health Problems:
- Monochromacy (Total Color Blindness)
- Slow and Heightened Pain Transformation: Because of his age of embrace it takes him twice as long to transform from mortal to animal and back with excruciating pain.
- OCPD: Though not clinically diagnosed; his children think with his cleaner than a hospital home and habits he has Obsessive Compulsive Personality Disorder.
†Personality†
The Father; The Son; The Widower
Before he was embraced by his wife in fear of losing him; he was a faithful husband and dedicated father. He knew of his wife’s ‘second life’ and did not shy from it in fear or repulsive manners for he loved who she was and what she did as a being, not her blood origins. Together they bore two children; both with the blood of their mothers coursing in their veins and the heart of their father to show that live as different beings was something more than just the color of their skin in this day and age. When he was embraced by his wife and love and plead of their children as they watched their father age as their mother stayed the same; nothing changed about him but for his strength physically and mentally. Though the murder of his wife was something he could not prepare for; he took care of his growing children even with her absence. Though they are almost to their ‘adult’ age; he still father’s them when they visit.
Though he was also a good son to his mortal family with family events and money; nothing could move the idea of his father to like his first born son becoming a werewolf. Like the youngest brother, Spencer was exiled from his father’s eyes which tore the heart of his mother. It did not stop him from visiting his mother (on given dates) or even attending her funeral when she passed away. Like his brother they kept to the shadows and as always apart from each other. It is odd enough to have a family with two blood lines apart from the human kin. As always he keeps in touch with his two living sisters as the middle ‘women’ for what is going on with their father and their brother.
The Man of Business ; The Man of Wrath
Before and after his embrace; Spencer has always been a man of business with a smile. With his own Restaurant and freelance writing; the man was quite well known within his community and as a writer for newspapers and short stories. Though feelings grew leery after his embrace he still continued determined to prove the minds of humans of that nothing has really changed… except for his appearance.
Because of his embrace; many werewolves of a born decent flaunted their Egocentric feelings of superiority and as always he fought up the ladders of proving them that he was worth the reason of embrace. This embrace was not out of the need of lust or mistake; it was to survive and out of love. Sure, shit from a fairytale but it is stood by both in his mind and his children for what their mother did was precognition of her own death and that the children would need their father; not some lone superior egocentric condescending asshole like most ‘born’ werewolves.
Likes:
† Being able to tell time by star and planet positions.
† Smell of a Library or Leather bound books
† Fixing mechanical things.
† Long Road Trips out of City Limits
† Scent of Honeysuckles and Jasmine (Reminds him of his Wife)
Hates:
† Bars/Pubs
† Grease/Oil
† Not hearing from his family.
† Egotistical / Conceited Beings. (Mainly of his own kind but does go to others)
† Scent of Honeysuckles and Jasmine (Reminds him of his Murdered Wife)
† Having to Fight to prove his point of being ‘worthy’ within the society of werewolves.
Talents:
† Public Speaking
† Listening and Giving Honest Opinions
† Cooking (Just because his diet has changed doesn’t stop him)
† Impeccable Memory
† Keeping his cool in presence of others.
† Finding an upper hand in a fight. (Fight Dirty; Always.)
Habits:
† Disassembling Mechanical Items to put back together.
† Destructive when Frustrated/Angered in the facility of his own home.
† Pestering his Children. (It’s the fatherly thing right?)
† OCPD (Children Diagnosed him when he could not find a certain shoe in his closet that they moved purposely)
† Will growl when under pressure or dislike the scenario he is in.
†Appearance:†
Skin Color: Type III Caucasian
Hair Color: Blonde / Dirty Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Build: Mesomorph (Muscular/Athletic)
Piercing/Scars/Tattoos: With no purpose modifications, Spencer is doused in various scars. Because of being an ‘older’ embraced werewolf, he has taken a beating over the years to prove what he is worth within the society of the dire canines. Scar tissue around his stomach, sides, back and even face is apparent but most are soft to the touch and vision.
Choice of Clothing: The man has a sense of style but it comes with a price; all of his clothes does not come with discounts like most of the ‘higher class beings’ but he still has access to it. Because of his built that fluctuate between an almost thirty pound difference; at times his attires seem a bit large for him as other times it is just right for his stature and build. When he knows of his change he keeps to clothing that can be thrown away or have no meaning; for the reasons given he does not wear any jewelry at all. Not just for the fact it can break; they have their own natural dangers.
Wolf Appearance: Standing at the average max height of Four Foot Eight Inches, the weight is as comparable to his human weight he is at during the transformation. The color is a cross between an Albino to Blonde common hair length and many areas over the whole body is doused with scar tissue with a thin amount of hair on or over it. Though his eyes are still the bright light blue with no signs of darkness within them; it is his link to his mortal body when in transformation reminding him in every reflection of why he was embraced.
Other:
Weight: Two Hundred and Eleven Pounds Max/One Hundred and Eighty Four Minimum[/ul]
†History†
Past
In the beginning everything was as normal as it could be for a family living in; well almost normal. This year of 2019 marked something good in the life of The Madoxx; A Headmaster of a local school and Florist their first child was born; Spencer Prince Maddox II. As for the bad… well that was the destruction burning in London. Though the tragic news reached the family in amongst the flourishing happiness; it only harden the heart and mind of the School Master and sadden the Florist. The family was the simple kind; birthing there after almost two to one year apart were the rest of the children; Devin, Haven, Izzy and Leslie. All children had their own minds and personalities; all did as they were told for their father still believed in domestic corporal punishment.
They all grew up with ambitions; for Spence or Princy; his was in the arts of food. Always loved to cook and knew how to do it by watching his mother, grandmother and grandfather do it. His taste for spices was never shy and though he was able to go into Culinary Arts; he only took it for a year before leaving it to pursue his own pace and style.
Then
During the opening of his Restaurant within his hometown in 2039; as like his birth something wonderful happened next to something horrible. During the first few hours the tables were overfilling with conversations and bodies asking for a taste of everything that was close to home and exotic; one of those bodies was a new being in town that had taken one of the open positions at the school as a teacher of art. Maybe it was the way she talked or how she smelled sweet like honeysuckles and jasmine but Spencer fell deeply for this woman named Diana as she did for him. For the bad; well the youngest sibling had gone missing that day with no knowledge. Four weeks later the body of a mangled child no older than 13 was found in a creek. The damage on the boy’s body was only that of the ‘others’ and was considered murder though no evidence was given or found on what or who did it.
Though life and death is a hand in hand matter; it was something that grew the feelings between Diana and Spencer grew. For three years the two stated only friendship; she was still working on her bachelor’s in Education as he had to focus on his restaurants business and add in some extra income writing small stories or events for the newspaper. By their fifth year of knowledge of each other; they felt that it was time to connect. By the sixth; he asked her father’s acceptance for marriage to and proposed. That night of passionate love between lovers that have never touched in that manner became a semi joyous event; Diana was pregnant. Yes the curse came again… seven months later around the time of the baby shower the body of the woman he thought to be pure human showed signs of distress and the child was miscarried. Though she never spoke of her ‘condition’ he stated when she was ready, to talk to him for he would always be there to listen. He loved that woman unconditionally without hesitation even if his body continued to age and she kept that youthful look on her face like her mother. Their second and third child were stable births; nothing wrong and both beautiful to the two taking on the appearance of their parents equally.
Like his wife, he cared for his children and kept the secret of his family bloodlines for the recent change of his now only brother came to his father’s ears exiling the ‘disgrace’ from the family. He did not want that burden on his family so he as like his wife and children grew to keep it quite even if the region was becoming populated with others. As the children grew and their faces and bodies grew slowly as like their mother who never aged a day since he met her; life for Spencer was only growing older as his mortal body aged. After many discussions the mother opted the gift to embrace him; not for the fear of losing him but for the children. To watch their father die from his blood would kill them for she had witnessed it in her own family. He accepted it regardless of losing his life or exiled from his family; he would do anything for her and his children.
The embrace was destructive to his body and feelings; though it was performed within their basement craters and shattering his hands for the two day change gave a grave hope that he would not survive. It was not common now within the mixing blood that a man at his age would survive; but he did. He admitted to his paternal family of his new blood, his wife and children; like his brother his father casted no light on them. Keeping touch with his sisters that understood his meaning took his restaurant business for news of this among the streets spread like wild fire. Though he kept out of the society of the werewolves; it did not take long for the embrace to reach the local population; especially after the murder of his wife.
She had gone out for a day to the neighboring city to see a friend; though the friend he knew by acquaintance was very much human stated her time with his wife and her departure; nothing was found or heard. He made a report to the police and his social community of his wife disappearance and with a grave knocks on the door a week later the mayor whom known of his wife condition was also a werewolf himself told of a body found in a car abandoned in a lake. She had been torn apart with her heart and head missing; he knew it was her for it was her car and belongings still in the trunk.
Now
The funeral was a mix of both mortal and werewolf; the man was beside himself with his children on either side. Though he felt he could leave them to continue their lives; he left them in the hands of his sisters to keep in touch with him. The town held to much pain and needed to move which landed him in London. The first year was hard; the news of his wife was apparent among their kind and without her and the children to fend for his embrace he had to fight. Every night was a fight either as a mortal or a werewolf; all proving his change was for a greater good.
Mother/Father: Angel Madoxx (Deceased; Human) & Spencer Madoxx I (Alive; Human)
Siblings: Devin Madoxx (Unknown; Turned Vampire; Exiled from Family) Haven Madoxx-Wright (Alive; Human) Izzy Madoxx-Zale (Alive, Human) Leslie Madoxx (Deceased; Murdered Human)
Offspring: Marlyn Madoxx (Miscarried, Born Werewolf) Spencer Madoxx III (Alive, Born Werewolf) Sal Madoxx (Alive; Born Werewolf)
Other: Like is brother Devin, He too is exiled from the family because of the choices he made.
†RP example†
Please seek Lavinia Vielle for example
†Let's talk about you†
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