Name: Jason Urbain
Nick-name: Straggler, Vagabond
Age: 26
Breed: True-blood
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Human
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Jason's body shows his years living on the street. Standing at 5'10, Jason keeps his body in decent shape, more out of necessity than like. Though he is well fit, he wouldn't say he's strong, able to throw a punch, but knowing that he isn't meant for fighting. His years of both surviving and finding a spot on his own, Jason's has a combination of track marks and scars that decorate his body and arms. The two most important to him is a stab wound on his right shoulder, and a bullet wound on his hip. Some have been hidden up by battles, a sleeve of the cover of his favorite band.
He doesn't care much for his look, his hair long and unkempt, along with a short beard kept short just due to work regulations.
Living just about anywhere, Jason usually wears a simple pair of jeans and black shirts, if for cost and durability. He pairs this with a set of combat boots and military coats. For the colder climates, he has several coats that he can use for them, but prefers the brisk cold more than most.
Wolf
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As a wolf, Jason looks a bit healthier, if only because his long hair adds so apparent weight. He stands larger than most at 3 feet at the shoulder with large canines and brownish red hair, leading some to think he's got some dire wolf blood in him. His human blood does shine some, giving him a more angular and sharp appearance. Though a decent part of this is just being a bit underweight and mostly devoid of fat.
Warrior:
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While his body doesn't change much in height, his body looks more like it has been stretched. Standing at 9'6", Jason has changed into a more ferocious yet just an edge of something strange, as though he doesn't belong in this world. His much darker fur and hunched over form makes him feel as though he's just a hair trigger from unleashing destruction upon all.
His fur is much more compact and thick in this form, lending him some extra durability and some protection. Despite his still gangly form, Jason is faster than he looks, and stronger than one would expect, the compact fur and stringy muscles lying about his strength.
Personal items:
Jason has learned not to hold onto much for sentiment, but there are a few items that he keeps close to his heart. The first being the van that he lives out of, his first ever car he had bought.
The biggest thing he keeps is an ivory pendant with the carving of Yggdrasil on the front, with the Russian lettering on the back for NV. His mother told him it was a important name to his father, but all she could fully understand for the meaning was something to do with wolves.
Personality: Jason is a paranoid and mistrusting man, twitchy and always feeling the need to move. He tries to fit in normally with others, but there is always a feeling back in his mind that people were not happy around him. He always has a part in his mind that people are always out for him, most calling him a monster to harm others.
In truth though, Jason is always looking for a place to call a home, and is willing to give new places a try. Despite the feeling of unease, Jason gives places and people the benefit of the doubt, waiting and watching for whether a place or person will be worth his time and effort. He doesn't hate people in earnest, and he does try and make friends, but he always feel that people are scared around him.
Skills:
Desperations disciple: Having grown on the streets as an outcast to all, Jason has had to learn to fight on his own. He fights without honor or discipline, striking for quick fights and knocking his opponent down. His bizarre and uncouth fighting style makes him rather hard to fight again.
Beaten and bruised: His years on the streets and abusing substances to help with the voices has both hardened and numbed his body. He can handle damage beyond what most can. He has a huge pain threshold that impress several people.
I see them all: Both paranoia, mental health, and years on the street has trained him to be aware of EVERYTHING. He has been trained to be aware and remember everything that happened nearby. You never know what might save your life.
Skills:
Dirty boxer: Though he has trained himself, Jason has no formal training to fight. He might be able to survive a scrap or brawl, but any trained fighter would have an easy time with him.
Brittle bones: Though he is resilient to pain, that doesn't mean he is immune to all. He is more susceptible to broken or fractured bones. He doesn't know when to quit either, making some wounds even worse as he tends to forget and not get them treated.
The shadows speaks: Paranoia has caused him to see and hear things that aren't there at times. While he has been able to manage on good days, there are times when he can't tell the difference between shadows and reality,
Mates: Jason has shared the bed with a few women, but none that truly stick outside a few nights, more for a nice bed on a rough night.
Cubs: None that he knows about.
Bonds:
Igor- unknown to them, both of them are related by Igor's father, making them step brothers. Jason was a result of a one night stand.
Sage- Somewhat a stranger, he picked up the hitch hiker on his travel down from Denver. He doesn't have a fun reason why, but having a human to talk with helps. They have been together a few days.
Backstory: Jason had a truly rough childhood growing up. Born a bastard child to a college mother, Jason learned early on that life was rough and didn't care for the little people. Despite the love his mother had for him, he could sense a tension between them. His mother had been a promising student in college for a major business degree, she had to take a part time job to help pay and raise him. Despite them having to scrape by, his mother made sure he was well cared for and grew up.
When he started school though, more problems arose for him with the others. The others students bullied him, though that lasted only long enough before he fought back. The other issue that revealed itself was that he began hearing voices in his head. Indistinct words that started leaving him agitated and more aggressive. The school had him tested with their counselor and eventually required him to take medication or he would be expelled from the school. This took an even harsher toll on their finances for his mother and him, but they managed.
Things had settled down rather well for some time as they caught a lucky break. His mother had gotten a promotion and was now the lead manager at the retail store she worked at, while Jason had managed to make a few friends at the school. Jason finally had found some peace in his life, even though the voices were still there and he could sense the tension between the other students and even his own family.
A few nights after he turned twelve was when life decided to up end everything. He was woken by horrible pain, his entire body feeling as though he was splitting at the seams, blood boiling and bones snapping. He tried to scream out in pain as he shifted for the first time, watching fur cover his body and change into something out of a nightmare. He had screamed in pain, getting the attention of his mother. When he heard the door open, his head turned, red tinted vision looking for comfort, only to find terror. She looked at him in horror at what was happening to him, and she ran from the room. He tried to follow, struggling from the fire coursing through his skin before finding his mother in the kitchen on the phone. He called out for help, moving closer. His mother drew a knife on him, shouting that he had killed his son and she lunged, plunging the blade into his shoulder. He reacted in pain, striking his mother in the chest, watching blood flow from the deep gashes he left on her chest. Terrified that he had just struck his mother, and having been struck by her, he ran.
He was found in a city alleyway almost a full day later, the blade still stuck deep in his right shoulder. He confessed to killing his mother, telling them he had transformed into some sort of wolf thing. The police declared it some sort of mental defense after having seen someone kill his mother. They had placed him in a psychiatric mental ward to help him cope, both upping his medication and putting him on several others. He spent over five years in there as several tried to tell him it wasn't his fault, and that his schizophrenia had just gotten worse over the years.
Though he had been put into an orphanage for some time, no family had ever truly adopted him as he never was able to settle into their homes, always acting out or causing more problems. He eventually aged out and had been moved to a halfway house, unable to pay for the treatments, and having been declared sound of mind for the most part. He spent the first few years trying to adjust to life, bouncing between jobs and houses, his mental state getting worse for them. Unable to stop the voices and the memories, Jason turned to drugs to help. They helped dim the pain and left him spiraling into even darker places.
Hr didn't start turning his life around until he met Husk after his third time in jail. They bonded rather quickly and he finally felt that he had someone to care for other than his own problems. He knew it would be a slow burn, and he still used drugs and alcohol to dull the memories, but he finally began bettering himself and his life. While he didn't stick with the rehab places, he had finally started on repairing his broken future, even adopting Ziggy as another family member.
Anchors:
Ziggy: a husky Shepard mix, Ziggy was the second dog he had rescued from a kennel. She is 5 years old as has been with him for 3 years. She is the more energetic of his two dogs, always eager for playing around and exploring
Husk: A chocolate lab, Husk is the older dog of the small family, and much more laid back. Having been taken from an abusive household, Husk is much more laid back and enjoys cuddling and sleeping in the sun.
Dr. Tamera Shanish: Though not a regular, Tamera is the old therapist he had worked with a few times when he had tried rehab. While he has left rehab now, he still contacts her when suffering from the worse nights.
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