Post by Marek Orca Radley on Sept 13, 2009 20:37:45 GMT -6
you're my brand of heroin ,]
MAREK ORCA RADLEY
"You truly are one frightening little monster."
~Jasper Hale~
MAREK ORCA RADLEY
"You truly are one frightening little monster."
~Jasper Hale~
character full name: Marek Orca Radley
alias: Marek sometimes gets called by his surname, but quite often he also gets Mark for example by teachers who are reading out a register and whatnot. Marek’s first transformation occurred when he was having an aggressive argument with someone via the internet about his name. They kept insisting on calling him Mark. His name isn’t Mark, it’s Marek, and he quickly found that out when he realised he was suddenly no longer human and something more of a beast.
age: He’s nineteen
birthday: October 10th
affiliation: clan, group, clique, etc.
status: werewolf
"I'd noticed that his eyes were black - coal black."
~Isabella Swan~
~Isabella Swan~
eyes: Marek has brownish green eyes. He’s rather they were blue, his eyes have always bugged him because they’re just so boring. They’re not really green, they’re more brown but he always says they’re kind of green too because brown is the same colour as his hair, and he can’t have his hair and his eyes the same colour, not when everyone else has blue or green or something like that. And he’s not going to dye his hair blue so he has a problem, his eyes, he hates them. hair: Marek’s hair is best left to its own devices, best left messy and unkept. However fools have tried to play with it, fools have tried to gel it and style it before, in an attempt to make him look smart mostly. It’s not a good luck for him but Marek will never learn what a good look for him is because he’s arrogant and blinded. His hair is naturally dark brown and its usually kept that colour. Occasionally he will add blonde tips. This isn’t advised.
height: 5’11
weight: 200 lb
distinguishing features: Marek has big lips. No need to deny that little factor about him because it’s true. He says they’re for kissing, so big from all of his kissing experience. He also has a big bum which makes his enemies wonder what experience that got so big from?! There’s not much else about him, no piercings or tattoos.
general appearance: Marek often wears athletic gear, that or jeans and a tee, jeans and a hoody. He isn’t inventive when it comes to clothing but he doesn’t feel he really needs to be either. He personally feels he has enough presence to wear whatever, even if it was like what those freakish kids wear... but Marek would never wear anything like that, so maybe he does care. He has a muscular build based from his lifestyle, but sometimes he feels he’s too stumpy and short, that maybe he should be six foot ten or something. Maybe that’s why he likes to wear heels...
Overall people have mixed opinions about Marek. Some people would say he’s the hottest thing since sliced bread – which is very hot of course – others would say he’s the ugliest thing since Alex Ovechkin... or maybe we’re being harsh on the Russian there... let me change that, some people say he’s the ugliest thing since Zac Efron. Sounds about right. Whatever you like, take your pick and that is what Marek looks like to you. Overall, a muscular slender guy with dark hair and brown eyes. Pretty plain.
"I will always tell you the truth."
~Alice Cullen~
~Alice Cullen~
likes:
-Girls
-Sex
-Cars
-Parties
-Drink
-Morphing
-Sports
-Relationships
-Causing trouble
-Breaking rules
-Passing exams
-Being liked
dislikes:
-Rules
-Being controlled
-The Alpha
-A broken heart
-Being used
-Keeping secrets
-Vampires
-Coming second
-Classes
-Teachers
-His IQ
ambitions: Marek would like to one day somehow become alpha. He doesn’t know how, he doesn’t know much about legends and the truth behind them, traditions or rituals, just that maybe if he gets in a fight with the alpha and wins he could maybe become alpha and then he can cause all sorts of havoc and do what he likes without being instructed. Basically take advantage of what he has been given, a gift, he sees it as.
abilities: Marek can be a charmer of sorts, or so he likes to think. He can also be very ambitious, determined and passionate, along with a good sense of smell and hearing due to his werewolfism. As well as being extremely fast and strong, maybe it’s breaking some rules but as far as Marek’s concerned it does brilliant for his sports.
secrets: When he’s in a relationship he commits more than people know, and when his relationship ends, when a girl who he cares about insults him he really does break. He isn’t the type of boy who can get over someone very easily. Maybe he’ll go and sleep about but inside he’ll still feel hurt for a long time. He wears his heart on his sleeve, and that’s something he hates people knowing because he hates being used, and being hurt.
personality: Marek comes across as your typical arrogant jock. But just the meer fact that he transforms into a wolf every now and then sort of makes him a little different from typical, from average. He’s happy go lucky and likes to see the best in things, he tries to be nice to people that he likes but he’s not that smart so what he thinks is being nice may actually be being not so nice. He doesn’t think about what he says before it comes out so he can often be insulting to people without realising it. Arrogant. Marek is quick to defend himself in a fight if someone tampers with his ego, he quite often has a front of loving himself, but it’s only really a front. He thinks he’s good looking but as for everything else he knows he’s a fraud. He can be kind of sensitive and lets insults penetrate him deeply, particularly from girls. He likes to be liked and when he’s not it frustrates him. But he also does a lot of things which can’t make him liked for. If he ever has a chance to he likes to scare people in wolf form, he likes to argue and annoy his pack, he likes to cause havoc by thinking through his past sexual encounter when he’s wolfly just to annoy people. He hates having an alpha and he hates being under his command, but that’s the only thing he really hates about being a wolf. He loves the power and the strength it gives him which he uses to his advantage in sports games such as soccer, football, hockey, and whatever else and often finds himself top of his game. He knows its cheating but it’s not exactly as if he can be accused of being a werewolf or anything and it makes his parents happy, they believe he really is just that talented. Who is he to disappoint?!
Marek has a lot of pride and has often gotten into scraps over it. He’s an aggressive little thing around males however when he’s around the opposite sex he tries to charm them into his bed, or into a relationship with him where he’s the most committed and clingy guy on the planet. He doesn’t like imprinting because he kind of thinks that if he imprints he’ll end up getting really badly hurt and that’s one of the things he’s most afraid of, more than anything.
"Don't get your family slaughtered for pride."
~Carlisle Cullen~
~Carlisle Cullen~
mother: His mother is a teacher for children. She’s in her late forties. Her name is Anna. father: His father works on the admission board for Dartmouth (how else could his unintelligent spawn get in?) His name is George and he’s fifty three.siblings: Marek has an older brother called Tim. Tim is overweight and twenty eight. Although he and Marek are close on the inside, whenever around people Marek always has to rip his brother. In Marek’s opinion he’s a bit of a freak so he shouldn’t be seen with him publically. Marek is quite immature.
others: No others
history: Marek was born into a smart family, a family of books and literature. His parents were into academics and his brother was overweight and brainy. Being the little guy in the family Marek kind of realised that actually the smarts was definetly no way to go. Why on Earth would you want to be smart when you could be outside, playing sports and tag and whatever else?!? What fun was reading when you could be running, or on a skate board, or roller blading, or even ice skating, this was all much better than reading. And his parents agreed with him. They tried to encourage his academic abilities but when Marek seemed to show a talent in the more physical side of things they couldn't help but celebrate it and push him further, strive him further and think less of the academics. After all they already had one son who was smart, but he was overweight and he got bullied a lot. They couldn't and wouldn't wish being bullied onto Marek so they let him get on with it, anywhere wasn't it in his genes to be smart?!
So that's how Marek's life went. He excelled at sports but failed at classes. His father's reputation and power allowed him to saili through school scraping little more than passes, and also allowed him to stay on whichever sporting team he desired. This caused a lot of conflict between Marek and his brother who had to work really hard to get where he wanted to be, his father not allowing his influence to affect him. You could say Marek was the golden child, the trophy child. His brother, maybe not. He went through school feeling popular, as to whether he was really or not that's a different story entirely but not one for today. He was good at sports though so he fit in... Marek felt like everything was perfect. He was a bit of a no brainer but we can't all be lucky.
Until he was seventeen. Marek was busy having an arguement with a nerd on MSN from his school over his name, it had started because Marek was off school ill and the nerd was wanting to come over and give him some work. But the nerd was insisting that his name should be Mark, not Marek, in which Marek insisted were different - after all they're pronounced different. Marek was getting really angry when suddenly his body started errupting into shivers and within minutes he had transformed into something of an oversized wolf.
The shock terrified him at first, he wasn't ready for it, and he was quite traumatised. But soon enough the pack came into his life and he learnt to deal with his disability, now known to him as a gift. Marek realised the best thing to do was make the most out of it and he was planning on doing just that, along with having the most fun he could have.
He managed to get into university on a sports scholarship - and a wink from his father - and that's where he is now.
"You will never put me through that again."
~Esme Cullen~
~Esme Cullen~
player: Auby
age: I’m at least thirteen password: I don’t know who I’d be. I’ll be fangirly and say James’ bit stuff, only not when he’s dead because yeah but not Vickeh either because she’s just meh, I’m wayyy cooler. Maybe Rosalie.
anything else: I’m sooo excited that hockey season is back, and Shelby has a boner for my PB! Had I known it would be so easy to convert people to puckland I would've done so before... I guess there's a reason he's the face of the NHL. Never occured to me before tonight! Accept me because I know Shelb. Sorry I sound really arrogant in my ap, and sarcastic, and whatever else, it's like almost four am so that's my excuse!
Right so done, sorry my history and everything is bad. Sorry I couldn't be bothered to find an unhockey pic. You can deal with it, because it's late and I'm a busy bunny who's sleepy right now. So yep, accepties!
rp sample:
Alec frowned as he watched Theo bite his lip. He began to grow curious as to why he was in here, obviously he had some medical history because he always talked about it. Maybe he was one of those doctors who killed all their patients, but he looked too young to be a doctor so he had to only be a medical student, perhaps he still thought he was one. Or maybe his story was real? Yet it didn’t seem it, in fact Alec was almost certain he was a patient. Staff didn’t sleep with the patients. ”So you guys had sex, huh, Doc?” Alec mused, a soft smirk hidden behind his innocent wide eyed expression, his lips twitching upwards. Alec held up his hands in front of him. ”In confidence,” he repeated and nodded his head. Alec rolled his eyes at Theo, he was so animated, who was he to tell anyway? ”That’s what I just said, some incested pervert.” Alec mused. His roommate did make sick though, he made him terrified and scared. What was he supposed to do, just never go back to his room again just to avoid him. But before he could conclude his thoughts Theo’s words interrupted him. Had he slept with him? Alec the innocent virgin who barely even understood the word sex being asked if he’d slept with his roommate. He went on and on, and Alec felt himself being frozen to the wall. This interrogation was too much. A sexual predator and Alec, it was like the biggest oxymoron ever. ”Roll with him? What are you on about?! How could I be a sexual predator? Of course I haven’t slept with him. I’m not gay! And anyway I’m a virgin. I’m like the opposite of a sexual predator. What’s wrong with you?” Alex expressed loudly, Theo had no clue, really no clue. And he’d supposedly read his file, Alec dropped his head, saddened by Theo’s accusations. He was just innocent, he was just Alec, sex scared him. He was too insecure to have sex, at least that was how he pictured it.
Theo was seriously starting to get on his mind. If he was stronger he’d make an attempt to hit Theo, or maybe he would anyway. He knew he’d probably fall from the effort but this was probably worth it. He didn’t have the energy to throw much of a punch but he was bony enough and maybe his bones would act as a type of ring and injure him somewhat. ”What I’ve done? I haven’t done shit. A minute ago you were accusing me of being a ‘sexual predator’ so stop fucking lying!” he didn’t swear much. This seemed to suit the occasion though. ”What have you done, Theo? You’re not a doctor, and you’re obviously dangerous, you’re from Wing Three. How dangerous are you, huh? How many people wish you were dead?” he questioned him. This was now war, and he knew his body was too weak to fight it but maybe if he had a gun on him he could fight from afar. Or maybe he could get an army together and they could fight on his behalf and demand. He could be the general. Alec sighed, he imagined things too often, he thought too much. And none of his fantasies ever came true.
Alec blinked as he watched Theo go to the toilet cubicle. He heard noises but none of it made sense, he’d never seen this type of anger before, or this reaction. He heaved a sigh and looked up at Holly. ”We should get away from him now,” Alec whimpered. It was their chance to escape from Theo and his scary grasp. Then again they were stuck in here, would dying really be so bad?
Alec pushed himself up as Theo approached the door. He looked down at Holly for a moment before steadying himself. He wouldn’t fall and he didn’t exactly know what he was doing but whatever. He moved towards Theo, using the wall for support, his footsteps small and slow. ”Why are you in here Theo?” he croaked softly before leaning towards him, ”Do you love her?” Alec whispered, smirking now. He had his back turned to Holly so that she wouldn’t see as he attempted to wind up Theo. ”I think she’s kind of hot, would you mind if I took her out?” He was winding him up, his mouth close to the other boys ear. He didn’t want Holly to hear, just Theo, because now Alec knew how to wind him up, and maybe how to manipulate him, and when he was well he was pretty good at manipulation, and he was pretty good at getting what he wanted.
Theo was seriously starting to get on his mind. If he was stronger he’d make an attempt to hit Theo, or maybe he would anyway. He knew he’d probably fall from the effort but this was probably worth it. He didn’t have the energy to throw much of a punch but he was bony enough and maybe his bones would act as a type of ring and injure him somewhat. ”What I’ve done? I haven’t done shit. A minute ago you were accusing me of being a ‘sexual predator’ so stop fucking lying!” he didn’t swear much. This seemed to suit the occasion though. ”What have you done, Theo? You’re not a doctor, and you’re obviously dangerous, you’re from Wing Three. How dangerous are you, huh? How many people wish you were dead?” he questioned him. This was now war, and he knew his body was too weak to fight it but maybe if he had a gun on him he could fight from afar. Or maybe he could get an army together and they could fight on his behalf and demand. He could be the general. Alec sighed, he imagined things too often, he thought too much. And none of his fantasies ever came true.
Alec blinked as he watched Theo go to the toilet cubicle. He heard noises but none of it made sense, he’d never seen this type of anger before, or this reaction. He heaved a sigh and looked up at Holly. ”We should get away from him now,” Alec whimpered. It was their chance to escape from Theo and his scary grasp. Then again they were stuck in here, would dying really be so bad?
Alec pushed himself up as Theo approached the door. He looked down at Holly for a moment before steadying himself. He wouldn’t fall and he didn’t exactly know what he was doing but whatever. He moved towards Theo, using the wall for support, his footsteps small and slow. ”Why are you in here Theo?” he croaked softly before leaning towards him, ”Do you love her?” Alec whispered, smirking now. He had his back turned to Holly so that she wouldn’t see as he attempted to wind up Theo. ”I think she’s kind of hot, would you mind if I took her out?” He was winding him up, his mouth close to the other boys ear. He didn’t want Holly to hear, just Theo, because now Alec knew how to wind him up, and maybe how to manipulate him, and when he was well he was pretty good at manipulation, and he was pretty good at getting what he wanted.