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Chet Vyrus

The moon is my only guide... and it is by her will that I Hunt

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by TheEclips3

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Werewolf Form
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Human Form

Chet's Theme:Chets Theme 2
Name: Chet Vyrus
Age:Unknown
Species: Human(mostly)
Place Of Birth: London, Earth
General: Primordial Werewolf(Not moon Controlled, Self Controlled... kinda), Not affected by silver or garlic

Basics:
Human Form:
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 215lbs (He is very dense)
Eye Color: Amber
All Senses Heightened, Strength and Speed heavily increased due to primordial blood

Werewolf Form:
Height: 12'5"
Weight: 743lbs
Eye Color: Amber
In this form he can control his more basic instincts and his actions and reactions to certain extent. Certain situations could be enough to make him loose control in this form but those situations would have to be dire, drastic, or horrific.

Words of Power (Used through Seraphic tattoos)

"Ai reqie mal que sanctum." : My Body is a Sanctuary : Nullifies all outside influences affecting his physical form

"Ai myae mal quet catian." : My Mind is at Peace : Nullifies mental dehabilitations and quells rage

"Ai spiritus mal raisaie" : My Spirit is Forever : Allows the body to remain in a sort of stasis when close to death or mortally wounded, wearing off when the body of affected person is able to support itself

(Any of these words can be used on someone else if Chet replaces Ai with Dui, [My with Your], Or by someone else if they are holding onto Chet's left arm.)

Personal Word of Power:

"Dui aseraeh vai Ai trencia" : Your Wings are My Power : From Chet's back, ethereal angelic wings appear and grant him flight for limited time.

Personality

Laughs a lot. Very decisive. He doesn't associate with many, but those he does choose to call friend, he keeps close. And his enemies, he has none. Anymore.

Equipment

Human form:
x2 .45acp Colt pistols with 14rd clips
A double sided ceremonial dagger

Werewolf form:
What the hell do you think werewolves use....?

History

Chet Vyrus was born in what is now known as London on planet Earth in 427AD. He was born into a life of Shamanism, learning the ways of compassion and the ancient seraphic magics of his culture. When he was eight years old he was sworn into the Sanctuary. And this was now his life, Chet would spend the next few years of his life helping those of the village, healing the sick. But this life style... however, knew nothing of protecting the weak. in 449AD, in the dead of night as the village slept a pack of strange creatures entered into his sanctuary.

Chet awoke to the sounds of screaming, snarling, and the most guttural roars he had ever heard. He took up his staff and charged from his chamber, immediately coming face to face with a monstrous, wolf like creature. Before Chet could react this massive beast sank its fangs into his left shoulder and chest, throwing him to the wall like a useless rag doll. And that was the last thing Chet felt.

He awoke sometime later, who knows how long it had been. He lay under a pile of gore, bodies and tattered rubble. He forced himself to his feet, rolling the corpse of a fallen comrade from his back. He reached for his chest, the wound wasn't there. How long had he been unconscious? He was horror stricken to see his sanctuary, walls covered in blood. He ran through the halls, trying to find anyone alive. But there was none.

With a dreadful fear in his heart he ran to the front door of the sanctuary and threw it open. The sight he beheld caused him to fall to his knees. His entire village was a pile of smoldering huts and piled bodies. The villagers had tried to fight back with fire. In the center of the village Chet saw something strange. He ran towards it, what was this? The body of one of the titanic werewolves lay dead in the town square. And Chet felt a new feeling.... Rage. He almost startled himself when he heard a growl come from behind him, jumping and turning around he realized it hadn't been behind him. He closed his eyes and looked down towards the ground. The growl came again, this time.. deeper, louder, and more guttural. As he opened his eyes his vision began to blurr, sight heightening immensely. He could hear.... everything. The blades of grass waving in the wind, even the soft crackles of a few still smoldering boards. As his bones began to pop, and crack, and grow, he did as well. A thick matted fur beginning to form on his body, nose and mouth elongated into a wide, carnivorous muzzle. He more than doubled in size.

This is where Chet's story began. He spent the next few hundred grueling years alone, learning to control this creature he now was. He would then spend a few hundred more years trying to use his new found strength to protect the weak, only to be shunned, hated as a monster, many attempted to Murder him. So he went into hiding. Living off the land, and still practicing his old ways. But adapting to the new, acquiring more modernized apparel and tools. His seraphic tattoo's, which held an odd blue glow to them since his encounter, he would cover. And his journey begins anew. He has learned he cannot do this alone....
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One day he will have a family..

So begins...

Chet Vyrus's Story

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Chet Vyrus offered up a soft laughter at the mans words, "That is very interesting. My name is Chet, Chet Vyrus." He smiled, reaching for the mans hand to shake it in a sign of good will. "I have a question for you Jacob, and this may sound like an odd one. But I do hope you will hear me out."

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Chet Vyrus smiled to the man as he took his hand with a firm squeeze and a shake, "I can see that your... disability does not hinder you much at all. But what if you could be much more? If there were a way for you..." He thought carefully about his next words, "See without seeing. Would you be interested in hearing about it?" His amber hued eyes turned back towards Zekil, then to Jacob. He made sure to not speak too openly or provide too much information to anyone with possible prying ears.

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Chet Vyrus laughed softly at the mans words and stood as he finished his rum and coke. Giving a nod towards the man, though he couldn't see it. "I'm not surprised by your answer. Most do not want..." He looked down at his open palm, "This curse anyway." He placed a hand on Jacob's shoulder, "Be well my friend. And should the ilk find you in the shadows. Run toward the howls." He smiled before heading to exit the bar.

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Chet Vyrus enters the bar from the back door. This 'human' yawned softly and scratched at his head. Amber hued optics looking around the bar. Almost immediately he spotted the human boy Simon, offering a warm smile to the child before making his way up to the bar counter. His order was almost immediate as an electronic tender supplied him with his usual rum and coke. He loved the flavor of the stuff.

He released another large yawn before taking a sip of his alcoholic beverage. Turning from the counter and leaning upon it atop his stool, bandaged arm hanging from his pocket by one thumb, his other hand grasping his drink like a life-line. Eyeing the very few other patrons of the bar.

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Chet Vyrus closed his eyes from his barstool and inhaled deeply. The scents of the three different people in the room were very odd to him indeed. Amber eyes reopened as he took another deep swig of his rum and coke. Tapping a few times on the touch screen at the bar, the electronic tender returned with a bottle of rum to top of Chet's glass. He stood and grabbed the bottle from the tender, making his way over to the fireplace that Simon had just vacated before taking a seat at a table near it. Though he appeared to be paying no attention to anyone his ears intently followed the conversation of the two women at the other table.

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Chet Vyrus laughs softly at the conversation between the two women. Whistling when Nue said stated her age to the other woman, "800, ya still are a young'n aren't ya?" He laughed, his back was turned to the two women still even though he spoke to them. That was rather rude of him was it not?

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Chet Vyrus sets the bottle of Rum on the table he's currently seated at. He leaned over towards Simon, "You there, Simon ya? Wanna join me ova here?" He offered a warm smile to the child. Watchful ears keeping track of the conversation the two women were still having behind him.

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Chet Vyrus laughs softly, "Don't worry I don't bite." Chet sat up and took a sip of his rum and coke, "Join me. Its much safer up here ya?" As he spoke he raised a brow, setting his rum and coke on the table he would top it of with rum once more. This drink was probably about all rum at this point. He reached over to a nearby touch screen and punched something in. A few moments later an electronic tender approached with a Pitcher of water, a bottle of apple juice, a coke and a glass.

"Thirsty?" Chet would ask Simon as he opened the coke, taking a sip from his own glass before pouring some of the coke into it and setting it back on the table.

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Chet Vyrus smiled, "I don't mean to offend with my laughter Simon. Its just kinda who I am.. I laugh a lot." He slid Simon the empty glass that the tender had brought and motioned towards the assortment of drink, "Please. Help yourself." he chuckled softly, wincing when he heard the door fly open, and glancing back at the portal as a girl walked out of it. Motioning with his head towards the girl, "See what I mean?" He laughed quietly and shook his head. Amber hued eyes peering around at the other patrons of the bar.

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Chet laughed softly at Sirad's words, "And I'm jes a lil puppy." He toted in response, glancing towards the girl before returning his attention to Simon, "You are very welcome."

He looked down towards his own drink and lifted it to his lips, as he took a small sip he closed his eyes. Lowering his glass and inhaling deeply. So many new scents now graced the room. "Do you like wolves Simon?" He asked plainly. Quite certain that the answer would be no, judging by the appearance of the child.

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Chet Vyrus held onto his glass as the french soldier bound in. He noted where Simon was looking from time to time. Glancing over towards Twirl and Demor, he raised a brow as he took another sip of his glass. "You're exuding a scent of frustration." She spoke as he glanced back towards the boy, then glanced over his shoulder towards the frenchman. Making sure he wasn't going to do anything either, "You're in Gambits, Wing City ya?" He said loud enough for the man to hear him.

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Chet Vyrus closed his eyes and just sat in silence for a moment, listening to the happenings going on behind him, Sirad, Maxime. And Simons response to his previous question. It was as he expected, a child in a place like this has probably seen enough terrifying wolf creatures to fear them all together. He finshed off his rum and coke before he opened his eyes. Refilling his glass with the assortment on the table. "I would expect as much." He smiled to the child, still keeping tabs on the two behind him.

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Chet smiled and closed his eyes, "It would appear there are very few in this world who are what they actually appear to be. You should consider yourself lucky for that Simon."

As he spoke his right hand slowly undid the bandage on his left arm. As the bandage began to unravel and light blue glow could be seen, as it was revealed Simon would notice tribal seraphic tattoos surrounded in an azure glow. He just waited. He knew Sirad would feel the holy energy.

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Chet Vyrus laughed softly at Sirad's words, Exactly as I expected. He thought quietly to himself. "Remember what I told you about laying low when the time comes?" He opened his eyes and looked towards Simon. "That time may be approaching." He glanced over his shoulder towards Sirad through half slit eyes. The angelic aura from the tattoo's was obvious, the once upon a time Shaman smiled to Simon. "However, do not act too hastily."

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Chet Vyrus took a deep breath and relaxed. Perhaps he had misjudged her as well. He smiled towards Simon and raised his hand in a passive manner, "Its.. nothing." He wrapped the bandage back over the seraphic markings. He knew what she was talking about, however he was but a mere shaman, many many many centuries ago. Still in practice yes, but not in faith.

He released a sigh of unease. At least he had gotten Sirad's attentions off the frenchman. It was the least he could do without actually entering into combat with the woman. And that would ruin a wonderful day in the bar. He glanced out the window, "Why is it always raining in this city..."

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Chet Vyrus smiled to Simon, looking down at his drink. For the first time the child sussed him. Simon was right, if it wasn't important he shouldn't have brought it up. He looked back up and out the window. "This city is sad...?" He asked, it was now his turn to be confused. There was a deep seated sadness in his dark past. "That is an interesting concept Simon.."

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Chet shook his head, "It doesn't sound stupid at all Simon. I actually prefer your explanation. It is very sound... it gives one hope that one day the sun will always shine here." He smiled to the child. Reaching for the bottle of apple juice he poured Simon another glass. "Your innocence brings hope with your words boy. Thank you for that."

He glanced over his shoulder towards Sirad, giving a small chuckle at the knights response to Sirad's violence. Then towards the counter, a lot of new people had entered the room. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, taking in the new scents and separating them into individuals of the bar. He reopened his eyes and looked back towards the child.

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Chet Vyrus nods to Simon, "It does." He turned and looked towards the group of soldiers that entered the bar. Hoo-rah. He listened to their idle chat and conversation, taking a deep breath, noting the new scents to enter the room once again. "My word. This place does get busy in the daylight doesn't it?" Ears caught the conversations of most of the other patrons. Eyeing the woman and man at the bar, in the back of his mind he thought to himself, 'Something tells me she came looking for something to eat as well.'. He shook his head at the thought. People.. so many strange creatures in this place. It was not at all like his home world. At least he had found a cave to call home outside of the city. And ANOTHER person entered the bar. He shook his head, this was becoming to much for his senses.

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Chet Vyrus nodded in agreement to Simon, "You are probably correct, once again, Simon." He smiled to the child. He unwrapped his seraphic tattoo's once more. As the blue light became visible the holy energy could be felt once more by those attuned to such energies. He watched as Simon left the bar. Stuffing the wrappings from his left arm into his back pocket he reached up to his face. Removing another bandage, hiding a tattoo just above his right eye. He kept his back to the bar. Not facing anyone in this moment. His back was to all the patrons.

And for those that were attuned to angelic energies, as he pulled the bandage from the tattoo above his eye they would be able to hear a chorus of angels, singing a soft hymn of peace.

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Chet Vyrus remained in his chair. All three tribal seraphic tattoo's visible, his back still to the bar he lifted his own rum and coke, finishing off the glass he replaced it on the table. Reaching for the bottle of rum he had acquired, filling the glass three quarter before filling the rest of it with coke. He had his eyes closed, and a smile was on his face as he listened to the soft angelic voices singing the hymn that it appeared only he, and possibly Sirad could hear.