CRAIG, liam tyler

[liam]

LIAM TYLER CRAIG !?
'you'd better run like the devil 'cos they're never gonna leave you alone'

FULL NAME Liam Tyler Craig
NICKNAMES Ty.
AGE twenty-five
GENDER male
BIRTHDAY October 16th, 1987
SPECIES Shapeshifter (form: friesian)
ALLIANCE Neutral
SEXUALITY Heterosexual

PLAY-BY Cam Gigandet
EYES blue
HAIR short, messy; light brown/dirty blonde
BODY TYPE muscular, athletic
HEIGHT 6'1"
WEIGHT 165 lbs
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES a mild assortment of tattoos; 'godspeed' on his left side, a tribal tattoo on his right arm.
STYLE He wears what's comfortable, what's clean, and what fits. Usually it's casual, unless he's going out.

LIKES At least 10.

• running
  
• water/swimming
  
• women.
  
• drinking
  
• parties
  
• drawing
  
• scary/horror movies
  
• music
  
• dancing
  
• food
  

DISLIKES At least 10.

• being told no.
  
• having what's his being taken from him.
  
• authority figures.
  
• rules.
  
• reading
  
• romance movies/chick flicks.
  
• sushi
  
• people prying into his business
  
• his past
  
• his parents.
  

STRENGTHS At least 4.

• he's gotten pretty damn good at lying.
  
• running.
  
• keeping his emotions in check.
  
• throwing knives. he's manuka's very own lee christmas.
  

WEAKNESSES At least 4.

• pretty women.
  
• arrogance/confidence
  
• drugs/alcohol - he's not addicted, but he certainly wont turn them away.
  
• talk about his past.
  

HABITS At least 3.

• he bites his lip.
  
• he whistles.
  
• he kicks at the ground a lot.
  

FEARS At least 3.

• falling in love/settling down/commitment
  
• being close to sheer drops
  
• incarceration
  

DESIRES At least 1.

• to remain a shifter, but not have his form be a horse. what's manly about a damn pony?
  

SECRETS At least 1.

• he was in a juvenile detention center from ages 13-18.
  

OVERALL
He was about as cliche as bad boy's got; he had a pretty piss poor upbringing, and that brought around a pretty piss poor attitude towards everyone else, save for a few lucky people here and there. He was the typical troubled boy sprung from a troubled past; and it turned him into a pitiful creature. borderline undeserving of love, and constantly making himself out to be the asshole in almost every situation. He was one of those unlucky guys who were never seen without blood or a good, round bruise somewhere on their body. You know, he was the typical ne'er-do-well hotshot with a completely hidden agenda. But his had nothing to do with the war.

But like any troubled guy, he probably had a misunderstood, hidden child interior, somewhere. A side of him that wasn't so much rugged and terrible as it was 'kind' or 'gentle' - of course, this was a side to him that he would adamantly deny if ever brought up unexpectedly. And it wasn't a side that he revealed to many people, He was a trickster at heart, and there were few things he enjoyed more than the look on people's faces when he pulled one over their heads. He was like a bad kid, a kid who didn't learn after being reprimanded over and over again.

MOTHER Helen Beth Craig ( deceased )
FATHER George Robert Craig ( 53. whereabouts unknown. )
SIBLINGS none that he knows of.
OTHER PERSONS OF IMPORTANCE n.a
ETHNICITY white/caucasian
WEALTH STATUS Poor
OVERALL
He had about as shitty a history as one could get, just shy of being sexually abused; his parents had enough good graces not to do that to him, anyway. His parents were a couple of screw ups too. His mother was 14 when she met his father, a young man of 24. It was a two year long whirlwind romance, wrought with drugs and alcohol, and his father turning his goody two shoes mother into a dependent woman only on him. A two year long romance that led to them eloping when she was 16, after she found out she was pregnant with his child. It started off well enough, I guess. His father got a job to support his young wife and newborn son. It was great until his father started bringing other women home, uncaring if his mother saw them or not. Great, until his mother started using again. And great, until the fighting started. His parents used to fight every live long day, until they were blue in the face and out of breath. Liam was six when his mother was killed. He was six when his father came home drunk and caught his mother screwing some guy she picked up off the street. Six years old when his father shot and killed his mother and her boyfriend right in front of him.

Well, from then on out he was a ward of the state, in between foster families, and getting sent back to the group home when he got too difficult to handle. It was a very turbulent time for young Liam, who had to face time and time again, hearing that his foster parents no longer wanted him in their lives. They treated him as if he were too young to know what was going on; but he was old enough to know when he was losing a potential family, over, and over, and over again. And soon enough, it got to the point that Liam expected to be turned away, to be sent back. And it got to the point that he started acting out, just because he could. The way he saw it, he was going to be sent back anyway, why not go out with a bang? By the time he was 12, he had already fallen in with an older, worse crowd; a crowd who thought that his age and look of 'innocence' meant he'd have more of a chance of getting away with whatever they had planned. Only, that was far from what actually happened. The group he had started following decided to hit up a corner convenient store; Liam pilfering the items, while others stood watch. But when movement signaled the return of the owners, the rest of the group fled. Liam ran, and he got pretty far when stress and age kicked in; and soon enough, it felt as though Liam's body was not his own.

He had shifted; and it was in this shifted form that he remained for the next four months, until exhaustion forced him to shift back. But by that time, he was 13 and collared for the crime from months ago, along with a few sparing ones along the way. Liam spent the next five years detained in a juvenile detention center, forced under lock and key. He was released on his 18th birthday, only, he was released to a wave of uncertainty. Where would he go?

He spent the next six years traveling, picking up odd jobs along the way. He was 25 when he finally caught wind of manuka, and how it was a rumored safe haven for people like him, and others. Well, I suppose there was only one way; up.

NAME/ALIAS AC
AGE 19
TIME ZONE estern
HOW YOU FOUND US i live here
OTHER CHARACTERS ophelia, charlotte, lewis, joshua, and jessica.
RP SAMPLE

CHASE MADE ME DO IT i can handle this character, honest. i have no life

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