"People die all the time, its nothing new to me."
Maxwell Campbell
â Nickname(s)â
Max
â Ageâ
18
â Orientationâ
Heterosexual
â D.O.Bâ
June 10th
â Nationalityâ
American
â Ethnicityâ
Caucasian
â Relationship Statusâ
Currently N/A
â Heightâ
6'3"
â Hairâ
Short, brunette
â Eye Colorâ
Blue
â Skin Colorâ
White
â Distinguishing Marksâ
Various scars, most thankfully hidden beneath clothes as it would be pretty hard to explain why he has a bunch of scars.
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6'3"
â Hairâ
Short, brunette
â Eye Colorâ
Blue
â Skin Colorâ
White
â Distinguishing Marksâ
Various scars, most thankfully hidden beneath clothes as it would be pretty hard to explain why he has a bunch of scars.
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â Personalityâ
{Contradictory, Adventurous, Brave, Calm}
Max has always had a way of being both an asshole, and a good guy all at the same time. His mom would say he was just like his father, always winning hearts only to later crush them. It was something that Max found that he didn't quite like about himself, but could never mend. Over the years he developed it though, into less of an asshole and more of a rude, but mostly joking kind of guy. He doesn't do things to make people mad on purpose, but sometimes he just seems to get into some pretty stupid situations. He likes adventure, for one thing and is always the one to find his way to the best parties or social outings, often times dragging his friends along whether they want to come or not. He is never without a wingman or wingwoman and likes to live like tomorrow is his last day to live.
Years of training have made him brave, but he still often stresses over hunts. He knows there are any number of things that could go wrong, which is why he always tries his best to have multiple plans to follow through with. Its hard to exactly how things are going to go, and he hates the uncertainty that comes with life. In the face of danger he is calm and level headed, never giving the monster the satisfaction of seeing him scared. He could look danger in the face, and mock it just as easily.
He is a really social guy, always with friends and joking around with them. In a way he kind of balances out their usual little group. He is the calm, but fun-loving guy who often times get a little too smashed, but over all he keeps things as light and interesting as possible. He hates depressing situations, and always finds a way to have hope. He is the kind of guy you can talk to easily, he listens and doesn't interrupt. He has been this way for most of his life, though his childhood years were mostly spent being a snotty little brat of course. He takes things seriously when they need to be taken serious, and if they don't he will make sure to bring the cheer.
He isn't always so bright though, known for his explosive temper and sailor mouth. He got in plenty of trouble as a kid as a result of his lack of discipline and disliking for rules. And though he hates keeping secrets deception is what he does best. Having to stay under cover all his life has honed this skill, and made it so that lying comes as a second nature to him now.
For some he can be a little too chatty at times, and his various habits often scare potential friends away.
â Quirks/Habitsâ
- Smokes
- Parties too much
- Drinks often
- Hums a lot
â Talents/Skillsâ
- Hand-to-hand
- Shooting
- Finding Weakness
â Flaws/Weaknessesâ
- Smokes
- Arrogant
- Rule breaker
- Headstrong
{Contradictory, Adventurous, Brave, Calm}
Max has always had a way of being both an asshole, and a good guy all at the same time. His mom would say he was just like his father, always winning hearts only to later crush them. It was something that Max found that he didn't quite like about himself, but could never mend. Over the years he developed it though, into less of an asshole and more of a rude, but mostly joking kind of guy. He doesn't do things to make people mad on purpose, but sometimes he just seems to get into some pretty stupid situations. He likes adventure, for one thing and is always the one to find his way to the best parties or social outings, often times dragging his friends along whether they want to come or not. He is never without a wingman or wingwoman and likes to live like tomorrow is his last day to live.
Years of training have made him brave, but he still often stresses over hunts. He knows there are any number of things that could go wrong, which is why he always tries his best to have multiple plans to follow through with. Its hard to exactly how things are going to go, and he hates the uncertainty that comes with life. In the face of danger he is calm and level headed, never giving the monster the satisfaction of seeing him scared. He could look danger in the face, and mock it just as easily.
He is a really social guy, always with friends and joking around with them. In a way he kind of balances out their usual little group. He is the calm, but fun-loving guy who often times get a little too smashed, but over all he keeps things as light and interesting as possible. He hates depressing situations, and always finds a way to have hope. He is the kind of guy you can talk to easily, he listens and doesn't interrupt. He has been this way for most of his life, though his childhood years were mostly spent being a snotty little brat of course. He takes things seriously when they need to be taken serious, and if they don't he will make sure to bring the cheer.
He isn't always so bright though, known for his explosive temper and sailor mouth. He got in plenty of trouble as a kid as a result of his lack of discipline and disliking for rules. And though he hates keeping secrets deception is what he does best. Having to stay under cover all his life has honed this skill, and made it so that lying comes as a second nature to him now.
For some he can be a little too chatty at times, and his various habits often scare potential friends away.
â Quirks/Habitsâ
- Smokes
- Parties too much
- Drinks often
- Hums a lot
â Talents/Skillsâ
- Hand-to-hand
- Shooting
- Finding Weakness
â Flaws/Weaknessesâ
- Smokes
- Arrogant
- Rule breaker
- Headstrong
â Family Of Importanceâ
Douglas Campbell (Grandfather)
Diane Campbell (Aunt)
Christopher Campbell (Uncle)
Brandy Durban (Cousin)
Lisa Campbell (Cousin)
â Historyâ
Even though Max has both of his parents in his life he doesn't really consider himself particularly lucky. Unlike his cousin Brandy who received all the usual training as she grew up Max had to wait years before they became training him as a hunter. All because Maxs mom had some reservations about teaching him at a younger age - which was ridiculous. He knew he could handle it just fine, and he did handle it just fine. His parents are often gone, either working or hunting leaving him to pretty much live with his aunt and uncle Diane and Chris. As a child they were his main source of comfort, and they are the ones who cared for him the most. Feeding him when his parents would forget to leave money for take-out, and teaching him ways to defend himself.
He grew up angry, and he grew up arrogant. He saw himself as above other kids because he knew what was really out there, and he was capable of fighting it! He could do so many things that normal kids couldn't, and he thought he was better for it. Then he met Isolde, the only person who had ever been capable of kicking his ass into next week. She made him see that he wasn't any better. She was a normal kid, he knew that but over the years they taught each other things that the other hadn't known before. Of course he would never tell her who he was, and what exactly was out there. But he had no qualms about teaching her more advanced defense skills - not that she really needed it.
On his first solo hunt he nearly got himself killed, learning the hard way that his life wouldn't be flowers and sunshine from that point on. Through the years he went on various hunts, solo and with other people but most of the results were usually the same. Either it was too easy, or he nearly got himself killed. There was usually no between. Not with the monsters he would hunt.
His cousin Brandy is the one who found out about The Howling. First taking the information to their grandfather who acted as the sort of chief hunter in their family. He advised her against it, as she was too young and would likely be overwhelmed. Instead he passed the hunt along to Max, who accepted it without a problem. advised by his grandfather he decided to invite a few people along, none of them hunters, so that he wouldn't seem out of place and suspicious to the wolves. At first he was against taking anyone with him, but he caved into the idea and brought along the friends he figured would be most likely to defend themselves, including Isolde.
Of course he had to drag her along, but it wouldn't be the first time he had done so...hopefully it won't be the last.
Face Claim: Jeremy Allen White
Hex Color: #232329
Douglas Campbell (Grandfather)
Diane Campbell (Aunt)
Christopher Campbell (Uncle)
Brandy Durban (Cousin)
Lisa Campbell (Cousin)
â Historyâ
Even though Max has both of his parents in his life he doesn't really consider himself particularly lucky. Unlike his cousin Brandy who received all the usual training as she grew up Max had to wait years before they became training him as a hunter. All because Maxs mom had some reservations about teaching him at a younger age - which was ridiculous. He knew he could handle it just fine, and he did handle it just fine. His parents are often gone, either working or hunting leaving him to pretty much live with his aunt and uncle Diane and Chris. As a child they were his main source of comfort, and they are the ones who cared for him the most. Feeding him when his parents would forget to leave money for take-out, and teaching him ways to defend himself.
He grew up angry, and he grew up arrogant. He saw himself as above other kids because he knew what was really out there, and he was capable of fighting it! He could do so many things that normal kids couldn't, and he thought he was better for it. Then he met Isolde, the only person who had ever been capable of kicking his ass into next week. She made him see that he wasn't any better. She was a normal kid, he knew that but over the years they taught each other things that the other hadn't known before. Of course he would never tell her who he was, and what exactly was out there. But he had no qualms about teaching her more advanced defense skills - not that she really needed it.
On his first solo hunt he nearly got himself killed, learning the hard way that his life wouldn't be flowers and sunshine from that point on. Through the years he went on various hunts, solo and with other people but most of the results were usually the same. Either it was too easy, or he nearly got himself killed. There was usually no between. Not with the monsters he would hunt.
His cousin Brandy is the one who found out about The Howling. First taking the information to their grandfather who acted as the sort of chief hunter in their family. He advised her against it, as she was too young and would likely be overwhelmed. Instead he passed the hunt along to Max, who accepted it without a problem. advised by his grandfather he decided to invite a few people along, none of them hunters, so that he wouldn't seem out of place and suspicious to the wolves. At first he was against taking anyone with him, but he caved into the idea and brought along the friends he figured would be most likely to defend themselves, including Isolde.
Of course he had to drag her along, but it wouldn't be the first time he had done so...hopefully it won't be the last.
Face Claim: Jeremy Allen White
Hex Color: #232329
