Post by brettdawson on Mar 29, 2012 22:48:49 GMT -5
BRETT ADRIAN DAWSON
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Play by: Alexander Ludwig
Race/Species: Therianthrope
Species Info: Shifts into a German Shepherd
D.O.B.: March 31st, 1988
Age they appear: 25
Actual age: 25
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Features: The best way to describe Brett is: Defined. Every muscle, curve or shape is chiseled well. He keeps himself at top physical condition. (He has quite the Adonis Complex) His cleft chin gives him a look that says "I'm cocky as fuck" Which is accurate. He's 6'3" and 147 lbs.
Sexual Preference [Optional]: Straight/Heterosexual
Ethnicity: White
Marks/Tattoos/Visible Scars: Has a tattoo on his back right shoulder of his skin being "ripped" open, revealing muscle etc.
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Flaws/Weaknesses: Arrogance surrounds him. Brett is cocky and full of himself. He treats everyone the same, even if they're bleeding or obviously on the wrong side of the law, he is very wary. He sometimes chooses to use brute strength to get what he wants.
Skills/Strengths: Confident, decisive. He takes time before making an important decision. He has wits and is wise for his young age. Brett is not easily fooled. Although arrogant, he is not stubborn.
Likes: Please list at least five things your character likes. You can add more if you like.
- Motorcycles
- Dogs
- Bicycles
- Metalcore/Heavy Metal
- Working out
Dislikes: Again, list at least five things your character dislikes. You can add more if you like.
- Cats
- Liars
- Stubborn people
- Kids
- The color pink
Other Information: He's partners with Rebecca Taylor, a detective.
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History: Brett was born into an old Therian family. They could date their heritage of shifters back over hundreds of years, almost to the date of the legend. Most Therians knew of the Dawsons, and many came to see the newest addition after Brett was born. He was immediately taught the legend. That was the first thing he knew. He learned about his ancestors and their shifting animal. Many of the Therians took bets on what animal Brett would be as he grew. Just like the old tradition. He was homeschooled his entire life until mutare. Many people were surprised to see he shifted into a German Shepherd. Since the animal was basically created by the Nazis not too long ago. By the time of his first shift, at age 13, he had the schooling of a high school Senior. Also, he looked like a high school Senior. So that allowed him to apply to Greenwolfe University.
Brett studied just as hard away from home than he did at home. He passed all his classes with nothing below a B. Freshman year was a breeze for the young kid. He was all set up to be a Lawyer by age 21. Until Sophomore year came around. This is when he found his first frat. He began drinking, going to parties, expressing himself. He felt so free and alive! His cocky attitude found it's way to the surface. He began working out, getting buffer and meatier. He was physically being his German Shepherd self. Normally he'd be disciplined and loyal, just like the dog, but he went all out in college. He soon was sick of his career path, and changed majors all together. He was now majoring in Criminology with a minor in Psychology. Brett wanted more action, just like in college, and planned to be a cop.
His parents were furious, dropping him all together. They cut off his money supply, love, and healthcare. Luckily for Brett, he had enough scholarship money to make it to a Bachelors degree. Never before had a Dawson had a lowly job of a simple police officer. He brushed them off easily though. His new arrogance gave him thicker skin. He could do whatever he wanted! You only live once. The local Therians helped him out in many ways, they were his family now. He got a job as he went through college, to pay for other expenses.
He immediately got a job at the local Scriptor Bay Police Department after graduating. He spent the first four years of his career as a police man, until he cracked the biggest case of the year and was promoted to Detective. His college minor was incredibly helpful for him. And what better job is there for a German Shepherd. When off duty, he would shift to get a lead on a case. Most of the times this would help him, some it would not. But whatever the case, he was extraordinary. Now, with his partner Rebecca at his side, they are an unstoppable team. Even if they get on each other's nerves.
RP Sample: Sweat was flinging as each jab was thrown. Brett was pounding the punching bag continuously. His shirt was off to the side, his knuckles taped. He had been working at this for over twenty minutes. His muscles screamed at him to stop, but he loved the pain. He was a masochist of sorts, when it came to working out at least. The gym was his second favorite place to be. Next to the field. His passion was justice, and he'd work at anything to crack a case. His Adonis Complex made him swing for another ten minutes before he had to stop. His arms were throbbing from abuse. He picked up his towel, and patted his sweat away. He took a nice cool drink from his water bottle as he walked towards the locker rooms.
He showered quickly, getting the long day off his skin. He was dressed in nothing but a tank top and athletic shorts. He didn't like to wear clothes... but since he lived in this society he had to play by the rules. Although, I don't think many people would mind if I went naked, he thought with a cocky smirk. In the mirror, his hair naturally spiked up, and he ran his hands through it to get the perfect look. He was always perfect, in his mind. He tied his Adidas indoor soccer shoes before heading out. He just liked the look and feel of these bad boys, he really wasn't going to play soccer.
Brett slid on his shades as he walked out into the blazing sun, his workout bag over his shoulder. He didn't live too far from the gym, the condos were only a few blocks away. Plus it was a nice day to be outside. He gave a few winks to passing college girls, cocky enough to draw down his shades so they could see it. He thought about his most recent case, a kidnapping. Those were normally the easiest, due to his keen nose and sense of smell. Brett normally shifted and just followed a trail to the location. But he tried, many times, and he was beginning to get frustrated. He went over the facts many a time. Hopefully Rebecca has a lead for him. He decided to call her up, anxious to here if the story progressed. When it went to voicemail he sighed and scowled. "Pick up your phone! Did you find anything new? Call me asap." His voice was clearly a little too enthusiastic, but what could he say? He loved his job.
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ABOUT YOU:
Name you go by: Nessa
Other Characters you play: Nicole
How long have you been RPing: Couple of years
How did you find us? RPG-D or something idk
