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Jeremy Wilson

"Now I've got a bite."

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a character in “Oh, How Mundane!”, as played by mbuick417

Description

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BASICS

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{ FULL NAME }
Jeremy Wilson

{ AGE }
22

{ SPECIES }
Werewolf


WHAT DO YOU LOOK LIKE?

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{ HEIGHT & WEIGHT }
6'2" and 190lbs

{ APPEARANCE }
Jeremy has curly fair hair and pale blue eyes, which are set into his cheeks which, in conjunction with his strong jawline, cause a particularly angular and slightly gaunt look to his cheeks.

His is taller than most men and his torso, whilst skinny, is quite defined and muscular. Since being turned into a werewolf, he has noticed a particular increase in his body and facial hair, however he manages to keep it trim and clean.



WHO ARE YOU?

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{ SEXUALITY }
Homesexual

{ FAMILY }
Jeremy was born into a family of hunters, or as they are termed now, the Supernatural Police, his mother was renown for her research into the supernatural and his father was one of the best detectives in his precinct. However, their hunter connections were their downfall and the destruction of their family at the hands of vengeful vampire, he was the head of an illustrious vampire mafia and several members had been arrested by the SPD. When Jeremy's father found his family, Jeremy was still alive, but barely so he had his partner, a werewolf bite his son to give him a fighting chance.

{ PERSONALITY }
Jeremy was raised to be polite and supportive, yet when it comes to facts and figures he can be quite stubborn and argumentative, he is a know-it-all and he knows it. He is genuinely helpful within and grateful to his pack and anyone they welcome as a friend, so does he. He is profoundly caring of his father and even feels guilt for those around him that have died or been hurt. He has also developed a short temper, with an even shorter fuse, especially since he is only a pup and he is still wishing revenge on the vampire who killed his loved ones.


WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL WHAT?

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{ LIKES }
His pack, His family, New York, Forests, Parties, Clubs, Men, Reading, Studying other Species, Hunters

{ DISLIKES }
Vampires, Lock Ins, the Smells of New York, Being proved wrong, Tight spaces

{ FEARS }
Failing his pack, Losing another loved one, Being locked in a small space, Hurting an innocent

{ GOOD HABITS }
Good sense of humour, Tends to diffuse tension by attempting humour, Caring and Deeply motivated

{ BAD HABITS }
Stubborn, Know-it-all, Irrational thinker, Headstrong


HISTORY

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Jeremy was born to renown Supernatural Researched, Amelia Prescott, and one of the best Supernatural Detectives in New York City, Dean Wilson, both of which passed on their knowledge to their son from an early age and this helped shape him into an intelligent, know-it-all, yet they also kept him right in mannerisms and managed to raise a perfectly polite, if stubborn boy.

However, when he turned 16, he came out to his parents, causing slight tension due to their old traditions, but none the less the family managed to over come it, after his father suggesting it was a phase and putting him through rigourous hunter training to try and 'straighten' him out, all of which didn't work and Jeremy eventually stood up to his dad about it and his mother and brother sided with him, his sister still too young to understand.

On his 21st birthday, his boyfriend took him out to a club to celebrate and during the night they got separated and when Jeremy finally found him again, he was speaking with a vampire who suddenly snapped his neck and then knocked Jeremy out. He eventually woke up in his parents' house, next to his mother, sister and brother, all of which were tied up to. Once all of them had been woke up, the vampire explained why he was doing this and they attacked each of them one by one, leaving Jeremy alive so as to pass on the message, before dying himself. Although, luckily for Jeremy, Dean had brought his werewolf partner back to the apartment with him and when they discovered the barely breathing Jeremy, he instantly gave his son a fighting chance. Dean has since moved away from New York and retired from the SPD and now lives up in Canada with his sister, whilst Jeremy remained in New York City and joined the Central Park pack, in which his father's old partner is now the pack alpha.



OTHER

{ FACE CLAIM }
Daniel Sharman

{ COLOR }
#C21B24

{ THEME SONGS }
Our Demons – The Glitch Mob

So begins...

Jeremy Wilson's Story

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It's New York City, both a famous and infamous place, the capital of supernatural life in the United States.

The mundane and the magic bump into each other on the busy streets and even work together, however some mundanes are so threatened and fearful of the supernatural that they don't allow supernaturals into their shops, so much so that they even coat their doors in the repellants, such as silver and iron. Although this is illegal, ever since the Act of Supernatural Rights, this doesn't stop these business owners from doing so, however these crimes only merit a fine which most businesses cannery easily pay off.

The clubs tend to be alive with the supernatural, witches and vampires even mix the drinks in these clubs, with the witches magical brewing skills and the vampires speed and senses these bartenders tend to brew the best drinks in the city. Vampires will be dancing the stages and platforms around the DJ, whilst the witches cast illusions to provide the lighting and ambience of the clubs.

The parks are where you would usually find the werewolf packs, outside of their bars, most of the parks within the city are actually contained within the werewolf lock in communities. However, central park is the one park off limits to all supernatural except the fae, it is one of the fae safe zones in the entire world, it also were one of the major fae portals is situated.

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Jeremy sat in the back booth of a restaurant, he was typing a message into his phone as he waited for his order to arrive,
To Breda
Hey, I'm in the back booth of the restaurant, just having my lunch. If you want to join me, I'll order you something and wait till you get here?

Jeremy leant back in his seat and watched the patrons as they came in and ordered their food, a few supernaturals came in but went back out due to the stares of a few patron, especially the vampires and fae who came into the restaurant. But then Jeremy watched someone else come into the restaurant, the pretty young waitress welcomed him with a smile and nobody seemed to give him a second glance, except Jeremy, Jeremy watched him curiously, his skin had a certain glow to it and his smell was a mixture of common things, like sex and alcohol, although there was also the smell of burning meat and something not human.

Jeremy's order then came and Jeremy was pulled away from watching the odd guy, as he was eating his sandwich, he felt the curiosity pull him up to look at him again. He wasn't a werewolf, there was no smell of dog, vampire because he didn't smell of death and blood, nor was he fae, his scent wasn't natural and sweet, plus the witches tend to smell human with a hint of nature. He watched the strange supernatural curiously, he was attractive but Jeremy was too cautious about what he was to even pay any attention to his looks.

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Breda retrieved her phone out of her pocket just as the text tone, Dog Days by Within Temptation, ended. She slid her thumb across the screen and noticed her red manicure was chipped and ruined. It made it look liked she had split her thumb open. Breda pulled her attention back to her phone. Jeremy had invited her to lunch and even offered to go ahead and order. Breda chuckled and began tapping her response.

Sure, see you there. Bacon cheeseburger, please? No onions.

The phone made a whooshing sound that meant the text sent successfully. Breda put the phone back in her pocket and made her way towards the restaurant.

The restaurant smelled of grease, sugar, blood, and wet dog. That was why Breda liked this place. It welcomed every species, though humans still stared. Breda sighed. Why had she started referring to them as if they were a different species? Maybe it was in retaliation or even surrender. She shook the thoughts away as she plumped into the booth in front of Jeremy. The moment she did, a peculiar smell hit her nose. It was like burning metal mixed with alcohol and Breda could not decide whether or not it was pleasant.
"What is that?" Breda asked Jeremy. Her friend's attention was focused on a man who was at a table not too far from them. Breda's question changed. "Who is that?"

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Lazarus Steele

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Lazarus grinned when the waitress brought his food, his stomach rumbling greedily as he grabbed it with two hands and immediately bit half of the giant burger to the point where half of it was gone, easily letting his sharper teeth slight up to rip into it better before swallowing. Although half way through his giant bite, he looked up, noticing a male and a female starting at him with strange expressions on his face and he blinked, swallowing before shrugging and taking another whole bite and then swallowing that again. The waitress had come back, her eyes open wide at the sight that he had completely demolished the burger and he smiled at her. "Another, please." She nervously nodded at him before she quickly ran back to the witch and Lazarus downed his coke easily before looking to see those two people were staring at him again. What the fuck is going on? Did he offend someone again just for being alive?

Now he was slightly irritated. He would then stand up, making his way over towards them before his nose was slammed with a strange smell that made his face twist in disgust. He had smelled that smell many times before; werewolf. He cleared his throat and went straight up to their table, his eyes narrowed in irritation.
"You do know it's really rude to stare right?" Lazarus said, folding his arms over his chest as he stared down at them with his bright glimmering eyes that flickered sharply like daggers. He didn't even move aside when the waitress had come back over to their table, his aura sending off waves of complete paranoia and worry and defense.



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The strange man was clearly aware of Breda and her friend's stare and returned it with a glare from behind his burger. Breda knew that she was supposed to look away, even she hated being stared at, but she just couldn't. She was too curious. Is this what compelled a mundane to be a tourist?

Finally, the man came over to their table. He now smelled and felt of paranoia and defensiveness, which was never pleasant to be around. Breda shivered in discomfort. His eyes, which resembled stolen doubloons, looked her and Jeremy up and down with annoyance. He then told them off for staring, just as the waitress arrived with Breda's food, and even blocked the waitress. Breda clenched her teeth. You could mess with her and she could take it, but messing with her food was going too far.
"It's also rude to block my food." Breda said coolly. She mentally slapped herself for missing an opportunity to say a witty response to the newcomer.

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Jeremy smiled when Breda finally arrived, his attention distracted from the curious supernatural, yet only for a second as she returned the focus to him. Jeremy merely shrugged at her question and continued to stare, his eyes focused on the being, however this time he wasn't staring him down, he was looking him up and down.

He seemed to be tall and with a strong physique, with an angled face and a strong jawline and his skin was a light golden colour. His hair was a dark brown and shaggy, with light brown eyes which seemed to have a lingering effect on Jeremy. Breda was not long after looking at him too when he looked up and noticed the two of them looking, however this didn't phase Jeremy he kept on staring.

Jeremy watched as Lazarus looked up once more, although this time he got up and approached the table, blocking Breda from getting her burger, causing Jeremy to smirk, he was all too aware of what Breda was like when she was prevented from getting her food, although pretty much most all pups are like that, Jeremy is still the same.

"Yeah, we know it's rude to stare. But it's stupid to stop a were pup from getting at their food." Jeremy said politely, a smile on his face as he watched Breda, this restaurant may serve and welcome the magic but they were in no way capable of dealing with a magic fight and it would tarnish the reputation and may even make the restaurant anti-magic. "We're just a little curious as to what you are, we know all the smells of the supernaturals… except for you, we're staring ." Jeremy said in a matter of fact way, his eyes switching between looking at Breda and looking at the Golden Stranger.

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Lazarus Steele

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Lazarus rolled his eyes at both of their remarks, his irritation level sky rocketing as he would glance behind him at the waitress who stared at him gawkily, nervously taking a step back before Lazarus offered a cold smile to the two of them. "I wouldn't expect you to know my smell." His cocky side was coming out before he would stare down at the male and then the female, observing their appearances intently before running a hand through his hair. "Although it is a little sad you wouldn't even have an idea of what it would be. I suppose you're just too young to know everything about the supernatural world." Now he was getting really cocky, grinning darkly before he took a step to the side, allowing the waitress to shakily step up to the table before Lazarus curtly responded. "Enjoy your food." He said with a less then sincere tone.

As he walked back to his table, he flashed the male another look, letting his teeth grow dangerously long and sharp as well as allowing his eyes to turn into their serpent form, bright gold, twinkling at him and giving him a wink before Lazarus dropped a hundred dollar bill on the table, giving more then a generous tip to the waitress. He then grabbed his things and exited the restaurant, deciding it was time to head back home down the busy streets, playing on his cell phone.

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"I wouldn't expect you to know my smell. Although it is a little sad you wouldn't even have an idea of what it would be. I suppose you're just too young to know everything about the supernatural world." The stranger said in a tone, laced with a cocky attitude. “Enjoy your food." He said with a less than sincere tone.

Jeremy watched as the guy walked away, watching him shift his face into a lizard like form, slit eyes and sharp teeth, meant for meat. Jeremy noticed the wink but ignored it, he merely rolled his eyes, hoping he had seen.

Jeremy was a bit taken aback by the guys cocky attitude, Jeremy may have been staring quite a bit much, maybe his expression was angry or violent looking, he sometimes did that without noticing it. Although it could have been the normal for whatever race he was to have such a cocky attitude, Jeremy merely laughed it off.

”At least you can now eat,” Jeremy chuckled at Breda.”So how’s your sister taking the new that you’re a werewolf?”

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"Hey, I don't know why you're so arrogant about smelling so bad that even a werewolf can't tell what you are!" Breda called after the now-part-lizard man. It didn't seem to bother him so she plopped back onto the booth with an indignant huff. Why did she think of somewhat-clever things when her target was already walking away? Usually she was better at insults than this. Oh well, Breda thought, Today is just an off day.

"At least you can now eat,” Jeremy chuckled at Breda. ”So how’s your sister taking the new that you’re a werewolf?”
"She seems indifferent, well, most of the time anyway. She keeps asking me if I've met my cliche love interest, but other than that, we haven't spoken much." Breda pounced on her food as soon as it was placed before her. In between bites of cheeseburger, she asked, "Speaking of that, have you fulfilled any cliches?"

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Lazarus Steele

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He had heard the female's remark and he rolled his eyes in disgust, walking by the window they were at and giving them his middle fingers before he kept on walking and looked down at his cell phone. He was getting texts from people he assumed were at that party last night. He sighed and he quickly called up Daniel, leaning against a brick building as it dialed and Daniel picked up. "Daniel, hey. Call the phone company, and have them change my number again will you? And send that number to my important contacts. I'm sick of strangers calling and texting me." "You know that wouldn't happen if you didn't go to parties and give out your number in a shit faced state, Lazarus." Daniel replied but Lazarus already pressed the end call and rolled his eyes, continuing his walk down the street.

He glanced around the busy streets, bored out of his mind, before he decided to sit down on a bench next to a hair salon and pull out a pack of cigarettes. He lit the top, taking a long drag so it would light from the lighter's flame and then closing the lighter and stuffing the pack along with it into his pocket as he leaned back to take another long drag and exhale the smoke into the air. He didn't smoke as much as he used to, but he did get a buzz from it, and he could fight off the unhealthy side affects due to him being a dragon and having mass health regeneration. He sighed and took another, looking up at the sky as he started to think to himself. He started to wonder, was he the only fucking dragon in the world? He hadn't seen one in years, he hadn't heard from one... you'd think with how far he had gotten to become the face of a synthetic blood company that more people would respect dragons but clearly that wasn't the case. They were still feared, he was still feared... he was still unknown. His eyebrows furrowed at this as he took another drag from his cigarette. He then called up Daniel again.
"Hey, have you found any leads on my cousins from Europe yet, Daniel?""Not yet, sir. We have people all over but there are only a few signs from years ago they they were there at all." Lazarus sighed and nodded."Alright. Just checking. Give me a progress report later if you find anything. But I doub you will."

He hung up the phone, stuffing it into his other pocket before taking another drag and sitting there, going into depth about what it would be like to actually meet another dragon and exchange the tales that he couldn't with others. He ran a hand through his hair and bit his lip, staring up at the sky and tuning out the loud sounds of the city to just ponder the meaning of dragon.