Post by Phoenix on Nov 2, 2008 17:38:57 GMT -5
"Phoenix." Has Arrived
Sometimes We Have To Be Formal
Full Name: Phoenix Netlohcs
DOB: 4/1/1991
Sex: Male
Education: High school
Criminal Record: N/A
Health: excellent
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Blonde
Weight: 160 lbs.
Height: 6' 2"
DOB: 4/1/1991
Sex: Male
Education: High school
Criminal Record: N/A
Health: excellent
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Blonde
Weight: 160 lbs.
Height: 6' 2"
Now It Gets Interesting
Nickname: Nix
Character Traits: shy, considerate, passionate, charming, cunning/quick-witted, athletic
Knowledge Of [Vampire][Werewolf][Human]: aware of human, vampires, and werewolves
Pack: Black Brook Pack
Date Turned: 10/31/2005
History: Phoenix Netlohcs was born on April Fool's day of the year one thousand nine hundred ninety one, in Lynnville, Iowa. Shortly after his birth, his parents decided to move to Hush Hills, North Carolina to be closer to the ocean and various relatives. It would not be until the wonderful age of six that he would make his first friend, Elizabeth Coons. A girl one age younger than him that had been born into a military family. Phoenix's family had been the first to welcome the new family to the neighborhood and show them around.
Throughout the summer, the Netlohcs and Coons would get together often in the evenings allowing Phoenix and Elizabeth to see each other often. The following autumn was the first year of school for the two. For some reason Phoenix had become the typical victim to the typical people who had a lack of respect towards anything along with an excessively large ego whom made it a hobby of bullying the humble boy. It was Elizabeth though that had always made it possible to bare the weight of every day. It was her smile, her beauty, her words that he longed for. Then came along the fifth grade school year, and Elizabeth moved away nearly a thousand miles.
The bullying had only intensified from there. They had started stealing his things, calling him horrible names, spitting on him, throwing him into the dirt or mud. Whenever he was in public or at school it was as if he could never get away from them. Finally they had gone too far on a Halloween evening previous to the festivities. It was a rare blue moon month, meaning that this particular October had two full moons, one of them of course being Halloween. Phoenix was one step from suicide or at least murder.
He headed out to Silent Hill Cemetery where there had been rumors of werewolf spottings on occasion (usually on full moon nights.) It was eleven fifty when he had arrived at the cemetery with nothing but a rag soaked with chloroform. He didn't wish to be killed by a werewolf, just bitten, nor did he want to kill the werewolf for he felt that the beast would be doing him a favor; he panned to knock out the animal with the chemical. Finally at exactly one minute before midnight, a werewolf came from behind him and bit him on the left bicep. While the wolf was ferociously trying to drag him away Phoenix started to smother it with the chloroform rag. The beast was quickly seduced. Phoenix staggered back to his truck, so as not to be vital to any other werewolves that might be lurking near by, locked the doors and dressed his wound and finally passed out.
Phoenix Netlohcs awakened in the hospital with his parents by his side. He had been reassured that he had been mauled and that it was likely that he had been turned into a werewolf. He was cleared from the hospital and was satisfied that his parents had decided not to abandon him; his secret was kept silent between him, his parents, and the doctor. Phoenix could not wait to get his revenge on the next Halloween; though of course he would not bite his tormentors because that would put them on the same level as him.
A few years of tormenting his tormentors, Phoenix was approached by a familiar person though he did not know her name. She introduced herself as Twilight leader of the Black Brook Pack. Twilight informed Phoenix that he must refrain imensly from his terrorizing or the humans would eventually send out a hunt to kill him, essentially putting all werewolves in danger. She invited him to join her pack saying that they could offer him help with his issues. Phoenix accepted with a slight dissapointment, but he wished no harm to be done to those whom were of the same tragedy.
Other: I am a Hush Hill's resident
Character Traits: shy, considerate, passionate, charming, cunning/quick-witted, athletic
Knowledge Of [Vampire][Werewolf][Human]: aware of human, vampires, and werewolves
Pack: Black Brook Pack
Date Turned: 10/31/2005
History: Phoenix Netlohcs was born on April Fool's day of the year one thousand nine hundred ninety one, in Lynnville, Iowa. Shortly after his birth, his parents decided to move to Hush Hills, North Carolina to be closer to the ocean and various relatives. It would not be until the wonderful age of six that he would make his first friend, Elizabeth Coons. A girl one age younger than him that had been born into a military family. Phoenix's family had been the first to welcome the new family to the neighborhood and show them around.
Throughout the summer, the Netlohcs and Coons would get together often in the evenings allowing Phoenix and Elizabeth to see each other often. The following autumn was the first year of school for the two. For some reason Phoenix had become the typical victim to the typical people who had a lack of respect towards anything along with an excessively large ego whom made it a hobby of bullying the humble boy. It was Elizabeth though that had always made it possible to bare the weight of every day. It was her smile, her beauty, her words that he longed for. Then came along the fifth grade school year, and Elizabeth moved away nearly a thousand miles.
The bullying had only intensified from there. They had started stealing his things, calling him horrible names, spitting on him, throwing him into the dirt or mud. Whenever he was in public or at school it was as if he could never get away from them. Finally they had gone too far on a Halloween evening previous to the festivities. It was a rare blue moon month, meaning that this particular October had two full moons, one of them of course being Halloween. Phoenix was one step from suicide or at least murder.
He headed out to Silent Hill Cemetery where there had been rumors of werewolf spottings on occasion (usually on full moon nights.) It was eleven fifty when he had arrived at the cemetery with nothing but a rag soaked with chloroform. He didn't wish to be killed by a werewolf, just bitten, nor did he want to kill the werewolf for he felt that the beast would be doing him a favor; he panned to knock out the animal with the chemical. Finally at exactly one minute before midnight, a werewolf came from behind him and bit him on the left bicep. While the wolf was ferociously trying to drag him away Phoenix started to smother it with the chloroform rag. The beast was quickly seduced. Phoenix staggered back to his truck, so as not to be vital to any other werewolves that might be lurking near by, locked the doors and dressed his wound and finally passed out.
Phoenix Netlohcs awakened in the hospital with his parents by his side. He had been reassured that he had been mauled and that it was likely that he had been turned into a werewolf. He was cleared from the hospital and was satisfied that his parents had decided not to abandon him; his secret was kept silent between him, his parents, and the doctor. Phoenix could not wait to get his revenge on the next Halloween; though of course he would not bite his tormentors because that would put them on the same level as him.
A few years of tormenting his tormentors, Phoenix was approached by a familiar person though he did not know her name. She introduced herself as Twilight leader of the Black Brook Pack. Twilight informed Phoenix that he must refrain imensly from his terrorizing or the humans would eventually send out a hunt to kill him, essentially putting all werewolves in danger. She invited him to join her pack saying that they could offer him help with his issues. Phoenix accepted with a slight dissapointment, but he wished no harm to be done to those whom were of the same tragedy.
Other: I am a Hush Hill's resident
Things Might Get A Bit Messy
Choice Diet: the flesh of a pure human soul. unfortunately there are no more of those around 
. otherwise pheasants, rabbits, deer.
Fur Color: blonde/white, orange, black
Eye Color: orange
Body Type: willowy but sturdy
. otherwise pheasants, rabbits, deer. Fur Color: blonde/white, orange, black
Eye Color: orange
Body Type: willowy but sturdy
Now A Little About You
Nickname: Andrew
Sex: Male
Age: 15
Contact: MSN/Myspace
Nickname: Andrew
Sex: Male
Age: 15
Contact: MSN/Myspace