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Aaron Dorr

"Lookin' good there, sunshine."

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a character in “Wanting You Near Me”, as played by FF_Forever




Theme Song: Beautiful Night - Piano and flute version | Beast

Role: Sporty, joyful and a pervert. He is the star of the school the sports idol.
Species: Werewolf
Gender: Male
Age: 16

Eyes: Human: Earthy brown. Werewolf: Yellow.
Hair: A light brown. It's a slightly darker shade at the back of his head.
Weight: *Does not care*
Height: *Does not care*
Appearance: Aaron is usually seen wearing a plain T-shirt with no special design on it accompanied by a pair of blue jeans. He likes to wear simple things and doesn't care much for fashion. He also has a scar on his upper left arm.

- Music
- Sports (Soccer specifically)
- Chocolate
- Dogs
- Cute things
- Math class
- Science class
- Music class
- Gym class

- Cats
- Being alone
- Quiet
- Art class
- English class

Personality: As well as Aaron is never seen without his music plugged in his ears, he is also never seen without a smile on his face. He always has something he can look forward to and doesn't usually let anything get to him (this can be portrayed badly as well.) He likes to look on the bright side of things and thinks that everything is simple (reflected well in his everyday attire). Even if things are complicated, he never thinks of it that way; There's always an explanation behind it which makes it simple in his mind. Aaron usually has a strong opinion for things and will sometimes shove it in people's faces, depending on how much he's with it. Aaron is also a bit on the pervy side...
Bio: Aaron's life was pretty normal. A mom, a dad, a little brother... That all came crashing down when a werewolf bit him when he was seven.
He was with his friends in a park near his home. Behind the park was a house who's backyard faced the park that a lot of the kids thought was haunted since it was all ruined and people have seen faces in the windows. Aaron and his friends were playing soccer, when someone kicked the soccer ball too hard and it flew right into the backyard. Aaron's friends were too scared to get it, so Aaron (who owned the ball) was the one who finally decided to be a man and knock on the door to ask for the soccer ball. The house happened to belong to a werewolf who had transformed due to it being a full moon. The werewolf heard the doorbell, scampered over to the door, ripped it open and bit Aaron on his upper left arm. Aaron freaked out and ran home, slowly changing into a werewolf as he got there. Once he was finally there, he collapsed and his family found him. They realized that they couldn't stay there, so they eventually found a ton full of people like him... Or at least, relatively like him. Aaron adjusted quickly and didn't mind the change much, or the fact that he was from that day forward a werewolf. His only real regret is that he didn't get his soccer ball back, which had been signed by his favorite soccer player.

So begins...

Aaron Dorr's Story


Characters Present

Character Portrait: Enma Zero'nick Character Portrait: Gilbert Zephyros Character Portrait: Alan F Walker Character Portrait: Aaron Dorr Character Portrait: Jackson Lionhart
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The early morning set out and the sun was barely peeking through the clouds. Not really a nice Monday morning, everything was wet ever since it rained last night, leaving the morning cold and damped.

ImageEnma and his mom still had boxes to unpack and move into their new house. They had a long drive the past two drives getting to the new town. But what was so odd is that, this town, wasn't on the map at all. His mother just so happened to find it while she was driving around, and she just so happened to stick with it. She liked how everything looked, it reminded her of her childhood. So this is where they stayed. The place she picked was an apartment, two bedrooms upstairs and kitchen with a living room / bathroom down stairs. It is small, but a cozy small.

Yawning before his alarm went off, Enma had woken up. He rubbed his eyes and reached over, turning it off before it could wake his mother. He sat up stretching and smiled looking down. "Morning dad." He whispered before getting up and taking his morning shower.

He shook his red hair like a dog and giggled, catching himself on the towel rack. He looked at himself in the mirror and stared at his eyes. "You can do this. It's only school." He bit his lip and took a towel drying his hair off, walking out of the bathroom.

He got dressed wearing his normal wear. T-Shirt, pants, hoodie and a jacket over it. His hair was a in a mess, never bothering to brush it. When he was done his mother knocked on the door.

"Honey are you up, you got school today and breakfast is ready." His mom spoke in a light gentle voice through the door.

"Yeah I am up! I will be down in a second!" He said quickly grabbing his stuff and shoving it into his backpack.

"Ok, honey." She replied and her little feet was heard walking down the steps.

Enma kissed his fingers and placed it over his dad's picture by the bed. "See you when I get back. Love you." He smiled and waved at the picture, going down stairs to the freshly cooked food that waited for him at the table.

"Good morning sweet heart." His mom got up and hugged him, then went back to her coffee and watching one a movie on the T.V.

"Oh Julia, how much I love you. Do you ever dream of me, like I dream of you?" Augusto asked romantically to his one love.

"Oh Augusto, I'd never dream of anyone else but you." Julia pressed her cheek into his and they both looked off into space, dazed into the moonlight, holding each others hands.

Oh yeah the movie was old fashioned, like black and white old. His mother enjoyed it the older movies, she says it has romance like no other, and she loved them. Of course they had romance like no other, because romance isn't like that anymore.

Giggling softly he sat down at ate his meal quietly, listening to the movie and letting his om watch it with an ~Ah Love~ kind of expression on her face.

"Oh Honey? What are you still doing here? You'll be late if you don't get going." She blinked and stared at him as if she forgot he was still there.

"Whaa?!" He got up fast and looked at the time. "Oh my goodness!" Rushing to the sink and washing his plate off he rushed out of the house and ran to the school that was only a few blocks away, with his backpack in his hand, flying behind him as he ran.