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Bark at the Moon

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Character Name(s): Conrad Ray Price
Nicknames/Aliases: Ray
Gender: Male
Race: Born Were-African Wild Dog
Actual Character Age: 22
DOB: April 20th
Physical Description: Shaggy and unkept. Dirty brown hair that he rarely combs, facial hair that seems nearly constant, bored appearing dark eyes that have a hint of golden just around the pupil, short fucker (so he thinks) at 5'7 and generally rather toned but he wouldn't be much of a scrapper if he wasn't.
Distinguishing marks: Too many tattoos to count, scaring on lower leg by ankle, few scars on knuckles.
PB: Bam Margera
Birth Location: Lynn Massachusetts
Personality: Sarcastic, sharp tongued, and prone to avoiding peoples BS whenever possible. Ray isn't exactly what most people would call a great guy but he'll vouch that there is a hell of a lot worse then him out there too. A bit selfish with a dash of I don’t give a fuck about you thrown in. He tends to be rather focused on only his own life and really doesn't seem to care what others are going through. Shit happens, life goes on, don't come to him to bitch about how tough that paper is or how heartbroken you are over your current fuck buddy leaving you. he might look like he's listening but he's likely not hearing a word you're saying and instead is contemplating how to beat that final boss in the newest Resident Evil game.

For Ray avoidance is the key and it's always worked rather well for him. He doesn't take anything seriously and has no real plans to start to. Laws are meant for breaking, people come and go, school is a joke and legal jobs where your time is more often spent kissing your bosses ass rather then working...no thank you. He tends to make a joke out of everything which doesn't exactly go over well with a lot of people...but that just leads back to the he doesn't give a shit aspect of his personality. He rather laugh then get all up in arms about shit that really doesn't matter in the end.

He can be a loyal friend even if it seems like he wouldn’t know how to even keep one for long. It just takes a long while to work your way past those defenses and actually be someone he'll notice for more then two seconds before going on his way. Once he gives a shit about someone he'll bust his balls to help them out if they need it...so long as they realize he'll probably ask for something in return.

It’s hard on him to be the sort of recluse he’s become but no matter how difficult that feels to be he knows it was a hell of a lot harder to deal with a pack that didn’t really want him around. His kind are supposed to be in groups. Family. Fuck if he ever really had that in the beginning. The black sheep that was all but shoved out the door if he didn’t want to conform. He doesn’t bother to try to find that family sort of feel again. Easier to just not.
Personal Background: Ray grew up in the rather boring town of Lynn Mass. Everyone had their perfect little houses on their perfect little streets with the perfect fucking jobs and the white picket fences. One house was just like the next and one family was all too close to another. Problem was that Ray's family wasn’t exactly so typical. Weredogs that were trying to fit in and play normal. Ray never understood the point of it. He questioned it constantly and berated is parents at every turn for attempting to be nothing but god damned lemmings in the world. If it was normal and perfect to go jumping off a cliff were they going to join in on that too? Maybe perfect meant popping pills the man brought on by to be even more obedient, would they start chowing them down? They had an excuse for it all. Some bad shit in another town after they were turned on a trip out of the country, making it so they had to play the blend in card.

Ray never bought it. So something bad happened, so what? That made it worth it to bow down and give up who you were? Suddenly your own god damned personality no longer mattered cause you had to play nice and try to avoid everything bad that might happen? Ray was the kid they tried to keep quiet. The other two siblings went along with the whole picture perfect painting that his parents were trying to cook up but not Ray.

Home schooled from the age of eight, that way they could keep an eye on him. Apparently punching his partner in school when he was seven for being an annoying little shit that wouldn’t stop talking about his poodle Peppers, was not picture perfect. Who would have guessed? Sure felt perfect to Ray at the time. The family explained away the outburst by saying that Ray had just lost his dog and that’s why he reacted the way he did. Sure, that was it, not the fact that Ray was a dog. Least in a way he was. In a way he accepted but his parents did.

Full moons were the worst for the family. His parents kept them all locked inside. Couldn’t risk someone finding a wounded animal and starting to worry about dogs in the area. More then once Ray attacked anyone that got in his way in an attempt to get out...loving parents that they were just started caging him up then. Ray long ago believed they hated what they were but crap like that sort of put icing on that cake. They might hate it but he sure as hell didn’t. It was what gave him reason to get the fuck out of dodge.

He attempted to convince his sibs to come with him, he didn’t want to lose all of his pack, his family. He wanted to get them to get out of that perfect picture fucked up city and go find somewhere to be real. His little sister wanted to but his older brother had the leash too tight around her neck for her to follow. He tried, like his parents, to keep Ray in line but with the one finger salute given in a wave of goodbye he was gone.

Fourteen and he got on some random bus that took him somewhere else, anywhere else. Turned out to be Salem which at the time Ray had thought to be the most amusing fucking thing ever. Not that far of a hop jump or skip but that hadn't much mattered to Ray at the time. He was just looking for somewhere else. Anywhere else. It wasn't any better of a city really but he didn't have his parents in the background beating the be perfect mentality down his throat so it was a step up to Ray.

It didn’t take him long to find some with that fuck the rules sort of mentality. Kids on the streets, Ray fit right on in. Another family of sorts…even if he never let himself get all that close. He needed the numbers, that feel, but he wasn’t looking to try to get too attached. He took quick to pick pocketing and breaking and entering. A master when it came to picking locks. He said it was all that time gaming back home, gave him nimble fingers. It wasn’t the best sort of living but for Ray it was better then what he'd had. He rather sleep on the streets then be shoved into that picture perfect fucking bed where he had to pretend to be something he wasn’t. It wasn’t that he advertised what he was in this new city or anything but..he didn’t feel like standing out or actually LIVING was against the damned rules.

It worked for awhile, he had a few people he'd call friend and all that. But some bad run ins brought a bit too much light onto all of them. One of the kids, Manny, was apparently being shipped off somewhere. Ray went along, why fucking not? Learning that he wasn’t the only supernatural in the bunch sort of convinced him to stay close. Course once he got there and heard all the rules...he was out again pretty quick. two weeks and he was back in Salem. Back with what was left of that crew of sorts.

Till one ratted him out to save his own ass. Got Ray thrown right into jail with some pretty bars to keep him fucking company. Needless to say he was not god damned happy. One because of the rat and two...well shifting in prison is just a bit high on that don't fucking due it list. Ray was born to what he was and had some control. Control enough to just barely deny that first full moon a month in. If he'd had a cellmate at the time they would probably have pissed their pants that night. Not a pretty picture. Screaming and writhing did catch some attention. The sort where they try to sedate you and talk about giving you a room with some all alone white walls. Got a beast in you? Well obviously the boys mad.

Yeah he knew he had to get out by that second month, no way could he do it again. Mommy and Daddy tried to come to the rescue on that one. Get him out, he could come on back...he said sure and they worked the angles. Once he was out he didn't go on home to be a perfect boy with a perfect family. He took off, first found that damned rat and taught him why that wasn’t a good profession to take. Then? Well he hadn’t much thought of an after all that. He found his way back to Salem, met up with a few that he still knew. Found out Manny had gone on back to that school.

With the cops on his ass about rat boy...well Ray decided it was a mighty fine time to get out of dodge for awhile. Might as well show up and see how long he could put up with the bullshit. Hopefully long enough to get the cops to give up. Seemed like a sound enough plan for him.
Family: Mother; alive somewhere. Father; alive somewhere. Older brother; he hasn’t seen him in years. Little sister; he hasn't seen her in years
Weakness: Silver, drugs, women, games, hot women who like gaming, liquor, drugs...wait already said that one.
Magical Abilities: Shifting
Any Training: Gamer pro, shifting since he was a wee thing, has a whole lot of street smarts.
Special Skills: Can beat Mario Brothers in ten minutes, can pick nearly any lock that he's run into, has a great talent in BSing his way out of a lot of crap.
House: House of Fire
Start Date at Halcyon: Went for about a two weeks three years ago. Just returning in March.
Classes:
-Early Morning: not happening
-Mid Morning: still too early
-Late Morning: Supernatural Feeding Habits
-Mid Afternoon: Magical Weapons
-Late Afternoon: Inner Beast Control even though he thinks it's a joke
After School Clubs: Games Club
Job: Nothing Legal
AIM Name: Jailhouse Mutt
Rooming with: Manny

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