Personal Message
about me
Name: V
Species: Werewolf (Beta)
Age: 24
Occupation: Dock Worker*
Orientation: Biual
Writing Style: 1st & 3rd/ Mirrored
There is much about V's life that could easily be misinterpreted as tragedy. Stories fill headlines about the violence in the city escalating. So many casualties that the dead are no longer given names in the media. A building torched by rioters; if the numbers of reported dead are just a little inaccurate who would really notice? If 7 bodies were claimed but only 5 had ever been found. No one would think twice, no one would question it. 2 missing becomes 4, becomes 15, becomes countless. No one to notice, no one to care.
V was one of those forgotten missing. Taken from his home when he was little more than four years old. Smuggled to the underground resistance. Rebel groups who despised the city government and the district leaders. They went by the moniker 'Unknown', eluding to the hundreds of people they had victimized under the cover of violence.
It was here that V was raised. Under the guiding hand of the rebel guard dogs. As a wolf he was destined to be a soldier, and the training was harsh and unrelenting. He was stripped of his name, given only the letter 'V' to identify himself. It was under their training that the hatred in his heart took seed.
V was one of those forgotten missing. Taken from his home when he was little more than four years old. Smuggled to the underground resistance. Rebel groups who despised the city government and the district leaders. They went by the moniker 'Unknown', eluding to the hundreds of people they had victimized under the cover of violence.
It was here that V was raised. Under the guiding hand of the rebel guard dogs. As a wolf he was destined to be a soldier, and the training was harsh and unrelenting. He was stripped of his name, given only the letter 'V' to identify himself. It was under their training that the hatred in his heart took seed.
PERSONALITY
V is a divided soul. In the truest depths of his withered heart he shuns violence. His only hatred lies with those who have wronged him. Most specifically Unkown, and the vampire he was partnered with; 10. However, the voice in his heart is weak and it grows weaker with each year that passes. The hatred and the anger in his mind drown out the purest parts of him.
He despises vampires; and he loathes the weak wolves who would do their bidding. In this he hates himself the most. He hates that he cannot break free of the shackles he did not choose and the life he was forced into. He hates the tattoo of the letter V on the back of his neck that labels him as object unworthy of a true identity. He hates the city that doesn't care about those too poor to protect themselves.
He despises vampires; and he loathes the weak wolves who would do their bidding. In this he hates himself the most. He hates that he cannot break free of the shackles he did not choose and the life he was forced into. He hates the tattoo of the letter V on the back of his neck that labels him as object unworthy of a true identity. He hates the city that doesn't care about those too poor to protect themselves.
Plots
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