Rowan Branson

NAME: Rowan Colten Branson
GOES BY: Ro
OTHER NICKNAMES: Feral

GENDER: male
AGE: 25
BIRTHDAY: April 7th
ETHNICITY:Half Vampire Half Human
CANON OR ORIGINAL CHARACTEROriginal Character

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: pansexual
STATUS: single OCCUPATION: Student/ Between Jobs
LIVING SITUATION: Small Caldwell Apartment

PLAY BY: Taylor Kitsch
HAIR:Brown/ Longer cut
EYES: Green/ average
HEIGHT: 5’9”
WEIGHT: 145lbs
USUAL ENSEMBLE: Band Graphic Short sleeve shirt and blue jeans with boots. Occasionally a leather Jacket.
OVERALL APPEARANCE:
Usually seen with a simple graphic short sleeved shirt and faded blue jeans. His cloths are usually the kind that come from the goodwill stores since he doesn’t have a lot of money at the moment. Even his boots seem well worn down and on the verge of needing to be replaced. Around his neck is a simple necklace, a pendent with a wolf on it. Supposedly it is the one thing of his mother’s that he has. His longer styled hair is a simple lighter brown, while his eyes are a dark green. He does have some scars from his past growing up in New York City, either from fights, or from not making a landing correctly when freerunning.

LIKES:
- Cats
- Reading
-Music
-Freerunning/ Parkour
-Drinking
-Movies
DISLIKES:
- Cops
- Being told what to do
- Crowds
- Blacking out
- Being lied to
STRENGTHS:
- Physical speed and ability to move Pride
- Stubbornness
- Pride
- Loyalty
WEAKNESSES:
-  Lacking in Physical Strength (Pre-transitioned currently)
- Pride
- Speaking without thinking
- Blacking out when stressed
WANTS:
- A Job that will pay his bills
- A Harley-Davidson Motorcycle
FEARS:
- Claustrophobia (Triggered by surrounded by people only)
- Hurting someone and not remembering it later
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Rowan has a very stubborn, prideful persona. He is loyal to those around him if they are friendly towards him. Yet he is of the mindset that if you betray his trust in any way he will no longer trust you fully. He’s careful on who he befriends, and trusts his instincts which seem to always tell him who he can trust or when he needs to move. His pride has gotten him into a few situations that have gotten him into trouble in the past. He speaks honestly and tries not to lie.

When he gets far to stressed out, or is extremely tired, he will have moments where he will black out. When this happens he tends to flip personalities and becomes rather aggressive and angry. He will be quick to throw a punch or go on the attack. This is what earned him the name Feral from his brothers when growing up. When he wakes up, usually he finds out what he did from others around. He has woken up in different places without any memory of how he got there or what he did. He does try to avoid having this happen.

FAMILY:
Mother: Alexandra Branson ( Passed)
Father: Rhage son of Tohrture (Unknown)/ 165yrs / Black Dagger Brotherhood
Brothers – (No blood ties, they just grew up together)
- Eric Hall: 27yrs / Mechanical Engineer
- Jason Smith: 25yrs/ Stunt Double
PETS:
Luck – A large long furred dark grey and white cat. (Luck is deaf)
HISTORY:
Rowan was raised in the foster system for New York, His mother Alexandra passed on into the fade due to complications in labor. That being said he never got the chance to meet her or even know who his father was. Growing up in the foster system, he was in and out of homes, never staying in a place longer than three months before the family sent him back. This would continue until he turned twelve when he started running away from the homes almost as soon as he got there. From the time he was five years old, he had tight bonds with two other boys at the orphanage, Eric and Jason. The three started calling themselves brothers and did almost everything they could together.

Even when Rowan started running away from homes, Eric and Jason would often help him survive for a few days before he would be found and returned to foster care. Once he was in high school, he did his best to avoid the gangs and drugs of the big city, but it was hard. Eventually he was forced to start doing runs for one gang, Simply getting small packages from one location to another, In return for doing this, him and the street he lived on then were left alone. Just recently he decided to stop the runs, and move away from the Big City back to his mother’s home town.

YOUR NAME: Jen
AGE: 26
EXPERIENCE: bout 13 years
OTHER CHARACTERS: None
RP SAMPLE
The sound of Godzilla broke the still silence in the small apartment. Waking up enough he silenced the phone, but just as he was about to fall asleep again it seemed the secondary alarm blared. Cracking open one very tired green eye, he glared at the phone as he reached for it once more. Sitting slowly, Rowan fought the desire to smash the phone as he turned off the alarm for the second time. The first thing his eyes spotted as he looked about the room he was still unused to was the few moving boxes he had scattered about the room. The temptation to fall back into the warm covers was something he had to fight. He just didn’t want to deal with unpacking today. In the end it was Luck meowing at him from the doorway that got him moving. “You out of food again Pig?” he asked the cat who didn’t so much as flick an ear in response.

Only once he was on his feet did he yawn as he stumbled after the cat that went right to the kitchen, and the half empty food bowl. “You have food. Eat that.” Rowan muttered looking at the cat who simply yowled back at him. “No. You’ll get fat.” He simply answered back before opening the fridge and sighed. “Slim pickings huh...” Closing the fridge he rubbed his face as he gave in without thinking about it to Luck. He refilled the bowl with fresh food as he passed the feline on his way back to his room

Getting dressed in what few clothes he owned, he left the apartment and headed towards town. Hoping to find not only food; but anyplace that was willing to hire him, he knew his record wasn’t that great at the moment. But there had to be some place that would at least give him a chance. He needed a job to pay back his brothers for the loan that let him get the apartment, as well as the fact he needed money to feed himself and the cat.