Post by Weylin Scott Adams on Aug 10, 2009 0:03:35 GMT -5
Weylin Scott Adams
name: alora
nickname: alora.. ?
age: sixteen!
experience: not quite sure ; D
contacting: PM me or if you really need me, ohanberlin@yahoo.com
birth name: Weylin Adams
nicknames: Wey Wey (don't you dare call him that, though), Chan Crawford
age: eighteen
birthday: may 20, 1991
species: child of the moon. [original werewolf]
likes: sports, hiking, the sun, cranberry juice
dislikes: bullies, nighttime
strength: his ability to love
weakness: full moon, scout annsley, caring too much
personality:
weylin may look menacing and tough, but deep down inside he's a huge bear. he loves to help, let it be picking up someone's pencil that they dropped, or giving a homeless person money. Despite how he doesn't really like to always get frightened looks from strangers, it's pretty amusing.
As caring for complete strangers as he is, his warm heart is always open for one girl, Scout Annsely. She always seems to make him into an extra softee.
As caring for complete strangers as he is, his warm heart is always open for one girl, Scout Annsely. She always seems to make him into an extra softee.
parents: marjorie and william adams
favorite memory: his favorite memory would have to have been the time when him and scout had their first kiss. it was their sophomore year of high school, and they had were at a charity car wash for some sort of cancer research fund. they had both been carrying the same huge bucket of soapy water when it spilled onto the floor, causing scout to slip and fall, taking weylin with her and making him land on top of her. then the magical moment occured.. (ooc || LOLOLOL)
pets: he has a small jack russell terrier that he found on the side of the road when he was on his way to Forks. Being the caring person he was, he stopped and picked him up, unable to let himself let a small animal alone by itself in along a busy road.B E A R
history:
Growing up in a small town wasn’t always the best thing. First of all, everyone knows who you are, and second of all, news spreads fast. So when it came time for a new baby girl to be born to a pair of wealthy casino owners, everyone already knew, regardless if they were supposed to know or not. Passion Devough Annsley was born, and life carried on in the small town of Lincoln, Canada.
Now, at first, Passion wasn’t the most beautiful child, seeing as she was always darker then her friends, not to mention the long black hair that marked her as an outsider. She was often made fun of at school, picked on by everyone. It lasted from kinder garden to fifth grade, when finally, someone stood up for her. That someone was Weyland Scott Adams. He was pretty big for a fifth grader, and little did anyone know, he had a heart of gold down in the awkward, brawny chest of his. After beating up the bully who had been making fun of Passion, he automatically bonded with her, and the two became inseparable. There wasn’t one second where Passion wasn’t following him around like a little puppy. And when he started to call her Scout (only because he didn’t seem to think Passion suited her), she happily obliged, insisting that everyone else call her that too.
As years passed, both of the children grew out of their shell, both blossoming into less awkward states of themselves. Scout became one of the most desirable girls at school, along with the husky Weyland--who, of course, had all the girls chasing after him. But the two were still inseparable, and their long lasting friendship had grown along with them. Not only were they seeing each other in a different light, but they were both starting to feel things for each other; things they’d never felt before. At the ripe age of fifteen, they both confessed that they had feelings for each other and soon decided to give their love a chance.
They soon became known as the ‘Untouchables’ with their popularity and stunningly good looks. And after a while, Scout changed, seeming to become more confident with herself. After hanging out with the vainest girls in school, she took on their mannerisms, as if becoming one of them would make her fit in more. People started to hate her because she was acting selfish, ego-centric and a straight up bitchy. Slowly but surely, she lost all of her friends, leaving her alone; except for Weyland, of course. He didn’t see her as everyone else did, he only saw her trying to fit in, desperately not wanting to become the outsider she once was.
He was always there for her when she needed him--which she did, desperately--and for that she was grateful. There had been many nights where he had just held her while she cried, whispering and telling her it was alright, and she’d be okay. Scout trusted him with her whole heart, and told him everything and anything. They were close all through high school; well, until Scout found herself fighting with him because she was trying to push him away for reasons she couldn‘t quite explain. She had been out one night, after a recent fight she had had with Weyland about something small. It was a surprisingly bright night outside, especially since the moon was shining bright over head. A small ripple ran through her spine before she found herself bounding down the road without reason, just wanting to run. After an odd transfer of heat took place, she let out a blood curdling howl, that revealed her for what she had really become; a werewolf. But not just any werewolf, an original one, part of the species the Volturi had brutally slaughtered until near extinction. Without thinking, she ran as fast as her moonlight black paws carried her to s place she had been so many times before. Before she could even catch her breathe, realization hit her hard. She was at the playground…where her and Weyland had met.
Scout wanted to leave, but couldn’t seem to make herself do it; it was almost as if she wasn’t in control anymore… But before she could tear her eyes away from the swing set, she heard footsteps, automatically causing her large hackles to rise. She turned her large wolf-like body to reveal a form she knew all too well, Weyland. He was watching with curious eyes, and a worried expression on his face. Scout took a step forward, her teeth gleaming white in the moonlight. The rest of the night was a bit blurry, but something did happen…something awful.
And after that dark night passed, the two grew even closer (if possible). That small reason was because they were both now Children of the Moon, forced to change into their wolf like selves whenever the moon hit their skin directly. And even though most Weyland told Scout over and over that he didn’t blame her for changing him, she still blamed herself for ruining his life.
A few months after the transformation, Scout seemed to notice Weyland’s detachment from her and grew very self conscious, worrying if he was bored and wanted to move on. He was almost always busy with things, and so they hadn’t been able to talk a lot, and it got to Scout, considering he was the only person she had. Time went on, and she started to get suspicious of him cheating on her, so she began acting differently around him, catious really. One day, he had been in a rush to leave, so he had accidentally left his phone at her house, causing her to scroll through his text messages, her heart aching from each one sent to Kylie. Just as she was about to look more, he came back, thus resulting in a huge fight about an accused cheating. Little did she know that he was planning on proposing to her, and he had just needed a female friend’s point of view. But Scout didn’t even let him explain, she packed her things, not bothering to explain where she was going and left.
Now, at first, Passion wasn’t the most beautiful child, seeing as she was always darker then her friends, not to mention the long black hair that marked her as an outsider. She was often made fun of at school, picked on by everyone. It lasted from kinder garden to fifth grade, when finally, someone stood up for her. That someone was Weyland Scott Adams. He was pretty big for a fifth grader, and little did anyone know, he had a heart of gold down in the awkward, brawny chest of his. After beating up the bully who had been making fun of Passion, he automatically bonded with her, and the two became inseparable. There wasn’t one second where Passion wasn’t following him around like a little puppy. And when he started to call her Scout (only because he didn’t seem to think Passion suited her), she happily obliged, insisting that everyone else call her that too.
As years passed, both of the children grew out of their shell, both blossoming into less awkward states of themselves. Scout became one of the most desirable girls at school, along with the husky Weyland--who, of course, had all the girls chasing after him. But the two were still inseparable, and their long lasting friendship had grown along with them. Not only were they seeing each other in a different light, but they were both starting to feel things for each other; things they’d never felt before. At the ripe age of fifteen, they both confessed that they had feelings for each other and soon decided to give their love a chance.
They soon became known as the ‘Untouchables’ with their popularity and stunningly good looks. And after a while, Scout changed, seeming to become more confident with herself. After hanging out with the vainest girls in school, she took on their mannerisms, as if becoming one of them would make her fit in more. People started to hate her because she was acting selfish, ego-centric and a straight up bitchy. Slowly but surely, she lost all of her friends, leaving her alone; except for Weyland, of course. He didn’t see her as everyone else did, he only saw her trying to fit in, desperately not wanting to become the outsider she once was.
He was always there for her when she needed him--which she did, desperately--and for that she was grateful. There had been many nights where he had just held her while she cried, whispering and telling her it was alright, and she’d be okay. Scout trusted him with her whole heart, and told him everything and anything. They were close all through high school; well, until Scout found herself fighting with him because she was trying to push him away for reasons she couldn‘t quite explain. She had been out one night, after a recent fight she had had with Weyland about something small. It was a surprisingly bright night outside, especially since the moon was shining bright over head. A small ripple ran through her spine before she found herself bounding down the road without reason, just wanting to run. After an odd transfer of heat took place, she let out a blood curdling howl, that revealed her for what she had really become; a werewolf. But not just any werewolf, an original one, part of the species the Volturi had brutally slaughtered until near extinction. Without thinking, she ran as fast as her moonlight black paws carried her to s place she had been so many times before. Before she could even catch her breathe, realization hit her hard. She was at the playground…where her and Weyland had met.
Scout wanted to leave, but couldn’t seem to make herself do it; it was almost as if she wasn’t in control anymore… But before she could tear her eyes away from the swing set, she heard footsteps, automatically causing her large hackles to rise. She turned her large wolf-like body to reveal a form she knew all too well, Weyland. He was watching with curious eyes, and a worried expression on his face. Scout took a step forward, her teeth gleaming white in the moonlight. The rest of the night was a bit blurry, but something did happen…something awful.
And after that dark night passed, the two grew even closer (if possible). That small reason was because they were both now Children of the Moon, forced to change into their wolf like selves whenever the moon hit their skin directly. And even though most Weyland told Scout over and over that he didn’t blame her for changing him, she still blamed herself for ruining his life.
A few months after the transformation, Scout seemed to notice Weyland’s detachment from her and grew very self conscious, worrying if he was bored and wanted to move on. He was almost always busy with things, and so they hadn’t been able to talk a lot, and it got to Scout, considering he was the only person she had. Time went on, and she started to get suspicious of him cheating on her, so she began acting differently around him, catious really. One day, he had been in a rush to leave, so he had accidentally left his phone at her house, causing her to scroll through his text messages, her heart aching from each one sent to Kylie. Just as she was about to look more, he came back, thus resulting in a huge fight about an accused cheating. Little did she know that he was planning on proposing to her, and he had just needed a female friend’s point of view. But Scout didn’t even let him explain, she packed her things, not bothering to explain where she was going and left.
