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Veronica Brooks

"The pack comes before all else."

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a character in “By The Harvest Moon”, as played by Miss Nomer

Description

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"Don't worry, I've got your back. Here's to hoping you have mine."



Back to Basics


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Full Name:
Veronica Olive Brooks

Nicknames:
Ronnie, Olive

Age:
Twenty-Five [25]

Gender:
Female

Birthdate:
April 18th

Birthplace:
Las Vegas, Nevada

Role in Pack:
Beta

Purebred or Mutt:
"Not that it ought to matter. I'd be just as good if I were a mutt."
Pureblood



First Impressions


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Height:
5'6"

Weight:
125lb

Build:
Slender, with small muscles

Hair Color:
Brunette

Eye Color:
Brown

Scars or Markings:
She has a few scars on her body, mostly small ones on her arms from when she was young and had problems with shifting in and out of wolf form during hunts. On her left shoulder blade is an orange clownfish tattoo.

Brief Written Description:
Ronnie's wolf form is average for a female werewolf, just as her height in human form might be considered average. Her fur is primarily brown and gray, though the shades of brown vary here and there. Her form is very slightly slimmer than average, but beneath her fur is certainly enough muscle to be competent in taking down those who might attempt to attack her. Her eyes are brown in this form, just as they are in her human form, though they might appear to be darker, to the point of being nearly black.



Digging A Little Deeper


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Quirks and Faults
Tends to Laugh When Nervous - Most people, faced with fear or anxiety, freeze up, or perhaps babble. Ronnie laughs- she can't help it, and it doesn't mean she's not scared to death. It has made people give her some strange looks before, though.
Drinks Too Much - Ronnie doesn't drink often, but when she does the woman tends to get carried away and drinks more than she ought to- leading to her having to be dragged home by a friend.

Dreams
Ronnie doesn't have many of what she might consider dreams, joking that she doesn't recall her sleep, but she would like to live with minimal regrets. Besides that, she also, when she was young, used to talk about wanting to own a bar, like her parents did.

Fears
Veronica is more afraid of death than she'd like people to know. She can tolerate high levels of pain, but the idea of ending before she's ready scares her. She also hates heights- airplanes and tall buildings and all things high make her feel sick to her stomach. She'll avoid them if at all possible- and this includes standing on tall cliffs and the like.

Strengths
Fighting - Despite the fact that her wolf form is not larger than average, Ronnie hides some impressive physical strength beneath it. While many of the slimmer wolves might be agile, she has a balance of strength and stamina that make her competent in a fight. This crosses over to her human form, as well- her parents owned a bar, so of course she learned how to defend herself.
Adaptable - Another strength of Veronica's is her ability to think on her feet. She knows how to take what is thrown at her and run with it, realizing that sometimes the plan just isn't going to cut it when the unexpected breaks in. She probably deals better with sudden complications than she does with plans.

Weaknesses
Agility - While she's probably faster than a human, Ronnie is rather slow by werewolf standards. She relies mostly on her strength and endurance to get by, but when the opponent is very fast, she might be at a disadvantage. Speed simply isn't her strong suit- she'd prefer slow and steady.
Sensitivity -There is a reason she could never be an Alpha. Lacking the empathy and sensitivity crucial for a leader, she is prone to stepping on toes she never realized was there, and never completely understanding the feelings of others unless they draw it out for her.





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Likes
Hiking || Running in Wolf Form [Though She Isn't Very Fast] || Her Family || The Pack || Bars || Drinking || Fine Liquor || Venison || Late Nights || Crescent Moons || Jokes || Little Pranks || Respect [For Alpha and Beta] || Bonfires || Swimming || Moony Lake || Colorado || Children || Confidence || Ginger Ale || Comic Books || Bars [Mostly] || Red Fur


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Dislikes
Pork || Drunks [Ironically] || Secrets || Mysteries || Ambiguity || Heights || Tall Buildings || Eating Birds || Insecurity || Early Mornings || Disrespect Towards Superiors || People Lacking Humor || Watching TV/Movies || Pranks Going Wrong || Cryptic Sayings || Dangers To The Pack || Races || Unnecessary Fights || Dishonesty || Strict Plans || Stubbornness || Misanthropes



Under My Skin


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Ronnie is not the sort of person to allow herself to become wrapped up in insecurities or worries about who she is and whether she is good enough. When she was younger, the girl had a problem with such concerns- just as all teenagers do. However, rather than allow those fears of the past to haunt her, the young woman learned to ignore them- though it took a while to do this. It is her confidence which allows her to act quickly when situations suddenly sour, because indecision is the child of insecurity and it isn't something one has time for when they have to think on their feet. That being said, sometimes her confidence can lead the Beta to bite off more than she can chew, taking on extra tasks besides her normal duties to the pack because she feels that she can handle it. Sometimes she is correct, and manages well enough- but this isn't always the case, unfortunately. Still, she manages to get out of tough situations, whether on her own or with the help of her pack, to whom she is fiercely loyal and perhaps a bit protective of. Veronica prides herself on being the sort who keeps a cool head and doesn't allow herself to be prompted into a fight, but she can become very defensive when it comes to her pack, getting irritated with those who try to sling mud at the pack. Her loyalty exists outside of its ability to cloud her judgement, luckily, and also means that she is unlikely to betray her pack, even if doing so is for the best. To her, betraying those one cares for is the greatest sin, one she'd never commit. But perhaps she'd be willing to do less than savory things, if she thought it would help the pack. A cause for concern, certainly. Luckily, deception doesn't come easily for the woman, who is blunt at worst and honest at best. In fact, should she try to lie, it would be transparent for lack of practice. The young woman comes from a family that valued the truth, even if it comes like a smack in the face- and while she's learned to have some tact, in the end she believes that people would be better off with the truth than in blissful ignorance- though many people have disagreed with her over this. Perhaps it is the fact that she isn't always the most empathetic of people which causes her to hold this value. For the most part, Ronnie doesn't pretend that she is able to understand a person's motivations or feelings just through their expressions and cryptic words. It is best that a person simply say what they mean if they want her to get the message- otherwise it will certainly be lost in translation. She's stepped on toes unwittingly before due to misunderstanding the feelings or wishes of another- Ronnie probably wouldn't make a very good Alpha due to this lacking. But she makes up for it with a good sense of humor and the ability to let insults towards her own person roll away. A fan of jokes and little pranks, she's liked by children and other good humored members of the park.



Diving Into The Past


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History
Pilar and Joseph Brooks both came lineages with very minimal amounts of human involvement in the family tree. There are inevitably some cases, of course, but for the most part the two of them both contained blood almost exclusively possessive of the genes which are responsible for the existence of werewolves. This is why it might be considered unusual that the two of them, both born into the same pack, should have found themselves bartending in Las Vegas, living very mundane, human-like lives, without being involved in a pack. The reason for it was, in fact, that their pack had been killed by the werewolves of a rival pack, due to one of those rare but not unheard of territory battles which take place when two packs place claims on the same area. The two were able to slip away, but in doing so abandoned and, some might say, betrayed their own pack. Ashamed of this, Pilar and Joseph never joined another pack, instead condemning themselves to live as though they were humans. Perhaps condemning is a poor choice of words, but the decision to live away from other werewolves certainly represents a sort of self-inflicted exile. After all, they easily could have joined the pack of Pilar's sister, or Joseph's brother, both of whom had become members of separate packs. But they never really considered joining a pack, until their first and only child was born. Veronica, affectionately called Ronnie, was young and lively- and surrounded only by human children. Growing up as she did, Ronnie did not learn to hunt properly, and experienced difficulty shifting- there wasn't a good place around for her to be taught, and no other pups for her to play with in such a way that would train crucial instincts for the future. Seeing how this affected her growth, Pilar and Joseph decided to move to a town with woods, one with a pack which would accept them. When Ronnie was around seven or eight years old, they moved away from Las Vegas, to the town of Warren, in South Dakota.

When they reached Warren, Pilar and Joseph purchased a small building, otherwise scheduled to be destroyed, in the downtown area of Warren. It had already once been a bar, run out of business by a fancier one opened a few blocks away. The couple, with some help from Ronnie, began working on renovating the place. While this was going on, their presence was noticed by the local pack. At first, they thought another pack had sent ahead scouts, and several representatives showed up at the bar warning the Brooks that this town had been claimed. Pilar and Joseph explained that they had hoped to finish fixing up the building before requesting to join the pack, and while wolves remained cautious, they accepted the small family. This gave Ronnie something she had not really had before- other pups as friends. She began frequently stealing away to the local pack's homestead to play with the other children, something that certainly made her parents happy. The only other pup Ronnie had met, after all, was her cousin, [Name], and they had only really seen each other a few times a year. While Ronnie was soon embraced by the pack, her cheerfulness and loyalty something that made her well-liked, her parents seemed to remain distant. They did not fully accept the pack, and the feeling was reciprocated. Still, their daughter was happy, so they remained part of it- more fringe members than anything else. Over the years, the family's bar became successful, and the family was happy enough. Slightly different from the other pups, Ronnie was raised slightly more as a human child than a pup- for this reason her hunting skills were late blooming, and though she would develop strength to be reckoned with, she never could best another pup in a race. She grew older, one foot in each world despite her pureblood status, and going through adolescence seemed to make the differences more clear. Most of her friends were homeschooled, taking hunting trips while she studied for a calculus test, etc. When she turned twenty, the young woman made a decision- she wanted to find her own place. Struck with the cliche wanderlust of a young adult, she left her home, as well as her pack.

Ronnie made a habit of staying in one place for a while, usually getting a job as a bartender of some sort [it being something she knew well]. She hardly had the sort of personality one might expect of a lone wolf, though, and while she traveled she seemed to always be on the look out for a pack she might want to try and join. For the most part, she simply made short friendships as she passed through, hunting with other werewolves, perhaps, but leaving before any movement towards joining the pack might be made. This continued for a few years, until she met [Alpha]. They were both looking for a pack that suited them, and after interacting for a while during the time that they were both in the same town, decided to form their own pack. It seemed a perfect solution, after all. Thus the Blackwell pack was formed, and Ronnie became the Beta. After that they traveled for a bit, picking up new members here and there- including her own cousin, who would become the Delta of the pack. She is fiercely loyal to the Blackwell pack, her second family, and is thankful that she left home- otherwise she might not have been part of such a wonderful family.





OOC
How often do you get online?:
Everyday, for the most part. It's Summer time, after all.

How often can we expect you to be able to post?:
Depends on how often the people I'm rping with post- three or four times a week, if given posts to respond to.

Password:
Loyalty and Dignity

So begins...

Veronica Brooks's Story

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Character Portrait: Lou Fleming Character Portrait: Adrian Blackwell Character Portrait: Veronica Brooks Character Portrait: Randolph Atkinson
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The air was cooler now. The blood pumping through my veins slowed down and my heavy breaths with intermittent gasps eventually slowed down as well. I let out my first calm exhalation. The whole morning I had used up in order to get a sense of the landscape town, or rather the landscape of the woods surrounding it, and I used up the past few hours for what I aimed to be a light nap. But then three hours turned into four hours, and four into seven. Before I knew it, I was waking up at 5 o'clock in the evening, sweat drenching my sheets, and images of my dream gently teasing at my recollection. "At least it wasn't real," I said to myself, trying to focus on the coolness of my body rather than the heat burning through my head. But I knew, deep down, that the events that transpired within that dream were, at one point, my reality.

I rose from my bed. There was no need to spend the rest of my evening staring at a random spot on my ceiling, contemplating the justification for my being. The town still had much to be explored, and I wanted to be back inside before nighttime. I changed out of my shirt, put on one that wasn't soaked in sweat, and threw on some shoes and pants before heading outside of the homestead to see the town. Preferably, I would have liked to accompany Adrian on his endeavors, but perhaps my sleep caused me to miss him on his way out. I didn't bother looking around our new homestead to find him, I was sure that wherever he was, his antics would lead the way.

"I'm heading out!" I yelled back into the homestead before closing the back door. I didn't know if anyone was inside, but wanted to make sure that if they were, they would know of my absence. Of course, by "they" I was primarily thinking about Ronnie. She was like a sister to me now, and that made me afraid of a number of things. But perhaps my greatest, though very irrational, fear was that I'd leave the house one day and that she'd wake up thinking I was no longer there for her. I paused at the door for a moment, wondering if I should just take a quick peek back inside, but then decided I was being silly. "I should just get going," I thought to myself, "Ronnie can take care of herself..."

"Ronnie!" I yelled back into the homestead after reopening the back door, "if you're in here, just know that I'm heading out! I'll be back before sunset!" With my worries brought to a minimum I closed the door again. I wasn't even sure if she was in the homestead, but now my mind was again at ease. I hurried down the steps of the homestead and began on my way to town. The sun wasn't far away from setting and I still wanted to check out a good portion of the town. "Maybe I should have checked if Adrian was in the homestead before heading out," Ronnie wasn't the only one who worried me. "Have I always been such a worrywart?" I thought in my head, "must be the town."

I then headed towards town......after yelling back inside to Adrian, then Lou, about my whereabouts in case they were still in the house.

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Character Portrait: Lou Fleming Character Portrait: Lindsey Fillin Character Portrait: Adrian Blackwell Character Portrait: Veronica Brooks Character Portrait: Randolph Atkinson
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Lindsey Fillin

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I was drawing when I heard Randolph yell to Ronnie how late he was going to be out. I only presumed he was heading towards town, because honestly, where else would he go? I had an urge to go and join him, but I really didn't talk to him much, and I wouldn't want to make the situation awkward.

I looked down to see what I was drawing. This may seem peculiar, but sometimes I draw subconsciously and I don't even know what I'm drawing. I looked at the former blank sheet to see something that I would mostly see in my nightmares. The setting was a forest, with tall and beautiful evergreen trees on a full moon night. There way a clearing, and something seemed to be lying in the middle of it. I didn't want to think any further of what it was, because in my heart I felt as if it were lifeless, dead. But my thoughts carried on out. It was a wolf, or at least a cadaver of one. Not any wolf I recognized, however. Not me, not my pack mates. Next to it - No, cuddling it - was a wispy human-like figure. I was utterly confused. What did this mean? I decided to ignore it, and jammed it into my sock drawer, where there were more pictures than socks.

I walked into the kitchen to make a cup of hot green tea. I really didn't like that picture. What if it was someone who died? Or someone whose going to die… Or maybe it was nothing. Maybe it was just my sick, twisted mind. I actually hoped it was."Dammit… No more tea bags?" I crossed my arms and started to pout. Maybe I should've told Rand to pick up some before he left.

Oh well.

I put on my shoes, grabbed some money out of my purse, wrote a note saying that I would be out for a quick grocery run, and headed out the door. If I ran into Rand, I would just give him a friendly smile and continue my way to the store. I wouldn't have wanted to bug him.