Gender: Male
Physical Description: 5'7" He has a thin, wiry body type, light skin,
light grayish green eyes, and short, spiky black hair. He wears the
normal t-shirt and baggy jeans with DC skater shoes. Werewolf form-
6'0" lean, muscular build, red eyes, and coarse, spiky black fur. Wolf
form- wiry build, yellow eyes and black fur.
Occupation: Werewolf, student/wannabe professional daredevil
Skills: Can skate, ride, drive anything on wheels (and some things
off wheels),pick locks, hotwire vehicles, excellent night vision, can
only be killed by silver through the heart or dismemberment, heals
quickly, decreased aging process, faster and stronger than normal
humans. In werewolf form-increased strength, speed, and stamina,
during a crescent moon he is sleight of hand and can steal things
easily, and can make mechanical/electronic devices fail by touching
them.
Items: cell phone, cash, keys, skateboard/bike/blades etc., wires for
picking locks, and a lighter (even though he doesn't smoke)
Weapons: Small switchblade, paintball gun (hey, it could be a
weapon), fights tooth and claw in wolf form.
Hobbies: Doing risky stunts, clubbing, paintballing, playing video
games, sleeping, hanging with friends (at least until he became a
werewolf anyway) and, recently, going for midnight runs in the parks
and howling a lot.
Background: Zeke has lived all his life in the burbs of St. Pete with
his parents and older sister, just slacking off at everything but his
extreme sports. But one night not too long ago, all that changed. He
had gone clubbing with friends like always and met a strange girl he
had never seen around before. After the rave they went in the back
for some more fun. But kisses suddenly turned to bites and Z pushed
her off. The girl just smiled at him as she licked his blood from her
lips, her eyes glowing bright red now. Officially freaked, he got out
the club and went home. Over the next few nights, he began to change.
He could see in the dark, smell things he never had before, and he
had a strange yearning for raw meat, especially raw, bloody meat. Not
to mention he started transforming into a half-human, half-wolf
creature, a werewolf. He still wakes up and wonders if the past week
has merely been a dream. The idea that werewolves could exist is way
over his head. And then there is the urge. The urge to slaughter. It
was weak at first and he could ignore it, but with every day that
goes by, the hunger grows...
Power Moon: Crescent Moon
Player: Bryce