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G i v e n N a m e:: Isaiah Sean O'Conner
O t h e r N a m e s:: Zaya, Wolfboy, recently a few of my staff have taken to calling me 'Doggo'
A g e:: Isaiah is over two-hundred years old, but looks to be twenty-seven
B i r t h d a y:: June 13th
O r i g i n:: Ireland
S p e c i e s:: Pure-blood Werewolf
H a i r C o l o u r:: A warm, chocolate brown, with length that just passes his shoulders.
E y e C o l o u r:: Clear blue, like a bright, tropical ocean.
H e i g h t:: Somewhere around six-foot two
B u i l d:: Relatively athletic and toned, and exceptionally strong.
S e x u a l i t y:: Firmly heterosexual
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C o l l a r:: Anything from Velvet down, especially for working around people.
C h a r m s:: Numbers and Tree are most important, but not a deal-breaker if they don't have them. Heart, Ruby, Spatula and Lollipop are high on the list mind you.
C o l o u r s:: Orchid, Green, Deep Purple and Plum. Anything that hints at an otherwise calm and easy-going slave is really all that's needed.
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L i k e s::
☑ Moonlit nights
☑ Jewellery woven from leather bands
☑ Being outdoors
☑ Flirting, and being flirted with
☑ Soft, cuddly toys
☑ Naps in the sun
☑ Head massages
☑ Cuddling
D i s l i k e s::
☒ Violence for no reason
☒ Gold-diggers
☒ Cruelty towards women and animals
☒ Arrogance, especially in males
☒ 'Spring Fever'
☒ The feeling of being alone
☒ Salads, unless they contain meat
T a l e n t s:: I can sing. Go on, laugh it up, or call it cliche that the little Irish boy can sing a ditty. I haven't sung for many years, and not sure if I can bring myself to do that now. I can also juggle. Comes in handy on the rare times I show up behind the bar at my club. I'm also scarily good with children. Not sure if that's really a talent though.
Q u i r k s:: I tend to lean my head to the side if I'm interested in something, or confused.
Yeah, very dog-like I know. I whine if I'm feeling a negative emotion like sadness, pain, or I feel like trying to get my own way. I will growl when angry,
and I enjoy burying my face into the hair of someone I like a lot. I also might chase birds, squirrels and cats if I'm in a good mood and outdoors.
At least people think that's just someone being funny and youthful.
S k i l l s:: I am a pureblood Werewolf, so I have all the skills that go with that. Shapeshifting isn't just restricted to the full moon for me, due to my bloodline, so I do it at will. I have the same enhanced senses and strength as any other Werewolf out there, and I unfortunately get the side-effects that come when spring rolls around and animals go crazy. Can't help it, so I tend to travel far away when that happens. I'm not accidentally marking someone as my mate if I don't love them.
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P e r s o n a l i t y:: I'm a bit of a player, but not in a man-whore way. I never stick with a woman long enough to have a relationship, and I tend to just use the 'friends with benefits' system. I'm also very loyal to those who's scent I like, and I will protect family with my life. I'm very protective of my little sister, and surprisingly, I'm a huge romantic. I love to make a woman feel special. I'm holding out for that one woman who will change my mind and will make me settle down, but until then, I've found no-one worthy. I have a temper when angered, but I prefer to be diplomatic and settle things with words rather than violence. I'm pretty damn cuddly too, so I hope you don't mind being cuddled when alone with me.
H i s t o r y:: Well, the start of my life was pretty boring. My family was pretty wealthy, but we never flaunted it. Given it was best to have money in the times I grew up, my sister who was born a few years later was never spoilt, and nor was I. We were taught that you have to work to make money, and my father worked every day of his life, my mother hosting dinner parties and fancy balls. It was a simple time of luxury, back in bonny Ireland. Given most of our circle of friends were Werewolves too, my sister and I grew up knowing exactly what we were, and how humans felt about us. We never attacked humans, since we don't need their blood to live. We kept to ourselves, and profited from it.
As times changed, so did we. Money began to be put aside into a safe deposit box as the century began to change, and we started out again. By the time the 1900's rolled around we were secret billionaires, my sister and I having trust funds of over fifty million each, to only touch when we decided what to do with our lives. No strangers to the workings of Slave traders when they came into fashion, we steered clear of these sorts of things, unless we had no choice. We would hire slaves to work in our farms when farming was plenty, and soon hired them to become delivery drivers when cars were created. We never made slaves work as slaves; hard work paid off for those who wanted to do it.
I left my Irish home a little over fifty years ago with my sister, moving to my current location, taking our wealth with us as secretly as possible. A business man and woman through and through, we bought a local bakery and expanded from there. After ten years we upgraded to buying a bed and breakfast chain, and another ten years after that we bought a hotel. Each time we'd sell the previous business for more than we bought it for, just adding to our trust fund totals. Ten years ago, we bought our biggest venture yet: an abandoned building in the heart of the city to turn into a nightclub. We now own the successful nightclub called Electronica in the heart of the city, a popular spot for youths. We live in the same apartment complex, but we do not live together. We both own the top two penthouse suites of the apartment complex we live in, sharing the roof-top level.
It was just after we opened the club that I began to realise that things had really changed in the world. It was the early 90's and women just.. Weren't the same they were back many years ago. I began to hide the fact I had more money than anyone ever knew, and I noticed women began to lose interest in me. I started to use them at this point, show them the hints of being somewhat rich, since the nightclub was doing well, then throw them out on their a** as they began to dig for my gold. I got Helena's hopes up a few times, finding a woman I thought I could trust, only to have her begin to ask for more and more spending money. The worst one of all... I prefer not to think or talk about, but she ruined every ounce of trust I have for people trying to start a relationship with me, and with a broken heart I tossed her out my life for good. I gave up after that point, my view on all women who tried to get close to me soured for good. So for now, I'm content with managing the club with my sister, and wondering about getting a live-in assistant. I'm not a very organised person, and I could use some company at home...
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