❝ oh rabbit, my claws are dull now so don't be afraid. i could keep you warm as long as you can just try to be brave.an exploration of :           everyone you love is destined to die, an ancient warrior stuck in a modern world, nature vs. nurture, even an old wolf still has teeth.indie, private and selective original character from loved by ana.25+. they/them. est.

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theodosius iv

GENERAL .
•   name   :   theodosius iv
•   alias   :   theo
•   gender   :   transmasculine
•   pronouns   : they/them, he/him
•   orientation   :   bisexual
•   species   :   werewolf
•   date of birth   : march 31st, 22 a.d.
•   age   : 2002; appears mid- to late-30's
•   face claim(s)   :   lee pacePHYSICAL .
•   eyes   :   hazel / hazel / gold
•   hair   :    dark brown / brown, white, black / brown,
black
•   height   :   6’5” / 9’0” / 12’5”
•   weight   :   205 lbs / 600 lbs / 1150 lbs
•   build   :   tall, muscular but not bulky, a little soft around the edges; values natural and usable strength over tone or targeted muscle growth
•   notable features   :   their upper and lower canines are gold titanium alloy implants; large scar on the right side of his neck, from the hollow behind his ear down to just beside his hyoid boneMENTAL .
•   positive   :   supportive, charismatic, honest, laid back, thoughtful
•   negative   :   aloof, distant, disarming, selfish, flighty
•   mbti   :   entp ( the visionary )
•   alignment   :   chaotic neutral ( free spirit )
•   enneagram   :   type 9 ( the peacemaker )
•   temperament   :   sanguineBACKGROUND.
•   birthplace   :  rome, italy
•   spoken languages   :   latin, italian, english, spanish
•   nuclear family   :   mother (deceased), father (deceased) several brothers and sisters (deceased)

ABILITIES.
•   werewolf   :   born a lycanthrope, not bitten—he is able to shift into a werewolf at will, not by the moon’s orders. doing so takes a great deal of energy and effort, however, so he does not move back and forth at the flip of a coin. modeled closest to van hellsing ( 2004 ) werewolves, except with various markings and colors. theo specifically has typical bernese mountain dog patterning•   berserk   :   in addition to being able to shift into a werewolf, he also has a larger, more dangerous berserk form. this grants him height, a broader frame, and increased strength. less aware, more dangerous, more animal. there is no white fur in his face or on his belly, it is all brown or black and less uniform•   tactile empath   :   able to determine emotional state through physical touch only. this can be via the brush of a hand, knocking shoulders, an embrace, etc. it usually ends up affecting his own emotional state•   emotion inducement   :   defined as the ability of affecting peoples’ emotions through physical touch only. the length of time and strength of emotion is dependent on a variety of factors: theo’s own energy levels, the target’s current disposition, what emotion he’s trying to have them feel, etc•   superhuman   :   even in human form, theo has a superior sense of smell, taste, vision, etc. he is stronger and faster than a regular person, and heals a lot faster—nearly twice the speed. it isn’t perfect, however; if he begins healing before a broken bone has been properly set, for example, it has to be refractured

❝ before ancient civilization, there were wolves— great beasts that towered above their descendants, with teeth large as knives. DIREWOLVES, they were called, fossils and artwork painting their journey across long-razed fields and icy forests. but just as fish evolved to crawl from the sea, fins formed to fingers and feet as they pulled themselves up the sands, so did wolves learn to walk upright, to shed their manes and live among the apes. they never quite left their pelts behind, however, returning to their claws and their fur under the watchful eye of the moon, stars glittering over white fangs. but the need for survival dictated a larger range to shift in, to grow bigger and stronger and more free; so came even greater canids, fully upright and as large as bears, carefully hidden from the human eye and kept out of open view but for mythology.there is always some truth in legends, reality interwoven gold and eye-catching through stories told across campfires, though. their name changed over the years, every culture having their own version: EL LOBIZON of brazil, where the seventh boy would transform into a wolf under a full moon, and the LOUP-GAROU of france, cursed by a witch and saddled with the impossible task of freeing itself from its wolfen burden. fairytales passed on via word of mouth, or jotted down in books and passed from hand to hand. one constant tends to exist in all of them: lycanthropy is passed through a bite, fangs sinking into flesh, and it is a life lived in suffering.

❝ dramatic, certainly, and not entirely true. original werewolves evolved from wolves, learning to blend among the human species in order to increase their chances of survival. the curse can be transferred through a bite, venom coating their gums, but it is also passed to offspring, babes crying into their first morph from human to pup. but they have plenty of time to learn how to shift painlessly, and to grapple control from the moon and the wolf itself, their own willpower dictating when and how the change happens. newly bitten members struggle, as do young pups, time and practice the only commitments able to give them strength over this other part of their being. and almost endless time they had, their species growing 1 year older for every 50 years that passed. they burn quick and spry through their infancy, aging almost normally until the influx of hormones begins to taper off towards the end of their teenage years. wolves heal fast through all hurts, broken bends mending in the seconds it takes them to complete a shift.even the most tight-gripped werewolf has its weaknesses. danger, duress, pain, emotional or otherwise, will draw out a beast, bigger and meaner and as far from human as it gets. werewolves toe the line of man and animal, after all, and if they were able to lean more in personhood, there had to be a monster equivalent on the other side. evolution does not promise perfection, resulting in werewolves occasionally tearing into a berserk state—one they ran the chance of not returning from. it is frighteningly easy to submit to instinct, to the power the wolf brings, and many were lost to that flawed pattern of thinking. a werewolf can only truly be killed through a beheading, and the easiest way to kill one is for another wolf to do so. as time passed, more individuals were able to fight back from the brink, resulting in that monstrous state being more accepted and utilized. soldiers, protectors, certain members from family units being elected to embrace that dark, bloodthirsty side for the greater good. they learned to live with it as much as they could. not every werewolf is able to go berserk, nor is every werewolf able to come back from it. it is a test as much as natural selection is.

❝ the moon grins silver in the sky, huge and watchful, and theo is born theodosius IV, dark and wondering in his infant gaze. the year is 22 A.D., the roman empire flourishing, farmers tending bountiful crop and people pursuing their passions of art and drink. he screams into his first shift at 6, canines glinting, but it gets easier every time, the fur and the claws replacing skin and blunt nails when the moon peers curious through the clouds. his elders say it’s a sign, that a painful first transformation predicts that he will be a BERSERK. their predictions follow through; theo slips into BERSERK when he begins his teenage years, and he is coached and encouraged on how to control it. the system isn’t perfect, but he wrangles it as best he can, keeping this trump card tucked neatly in his back pocket. they are granted the status symbol associated with werewolves from their family in this time: their canines are replaced with gold alloy implants, distinctive and obvious among people that only adorn their skin with jewelry, not their mouths. he grows slowly but consistently, as werewolves do, and is volunteered for the heroic duty all the male members of his family have undertaken: battle.war exists in every society, guns rat-tatting and swords drawn, and ancient rome is no different. there are legends told today of wolf warriors with gold teeth that worked to turn the tides of battle, posted on forums and discussed in conspiracy videos, all based in fact: theo and the men before him served in the roman military, fought bloody and violent to be on the stronger side. they rotated through different countries, just able to avoid suspicion of immortality. but this task was not so readily done by theo; with age brings a peculiar extrasensory growth, the clap of a hand on his shoulder beating EXCITEMENT ANXIETY into their head. that same comrade bleeds PAIN FEAR COLD into his forearms when he cradles him in the wake of an ambush, a hand curled in theo’s shirt as light fades from dark eyes. theo pushes EASE, he projects CONTENT and SAFE as blood oozes into his eyes, but he keenly feels the moment the man leaves him. the idea of fighting for a “cause,” even to ensure the safety of his family and his species, suddenly seems not so appealing. they learn who they have to be: charming but cold, a general that allows their soldiers to cradle their dying brothers. he cools to his family’s traditions and the destiny they’ve saddled him with. western rome burns in the 400's, their family moving east to survive, and he plots for a way out.the decision ends up not being his to make. they come for the wolves when the sun shines bright, smiling yellow through the slats of their home. a sword cleaves into theo’s neck, gashed open from ear to adam’s apple, just shy of completing its task of ending his life. it is the beginning of his species being hunted for its monstrosities, their usefulness long since paling to the danger of keeping these beasts around. he barely escapes the attempt, blood pouring from his throat, dribbling down his belly, and the monster inside him tears its way out with gold fangs glittering, manic and hungry for pain. the men fall, and theo flees to the dark, mysterious woods of northern europe, hides himself away to lick his wounds. the 1400’s are not kind to him or his family, the byzantine empire fracturing in the midst of more bloodshed, and the opportunity is taken to distance himself. the hunts to eliminate the previously-worshiped wolf warriors are ongoing, 200 years with ash in his throat and steel between his teeth flying by, and even when the fear of witchcraft pushes out of europe and into the americas, he waits, uses this time to pretend as if he was lost to the swords and the guns as most of his kin were.

main verse timeline

▍ ❝   main.
_modern / default.      flexible on exact location. theo is charming but distant, a friendly stranger you may talk to on the street and never come across again. open in some ways, completely locked down in others. any attempts to get to know them will be unsuccessful.

__▍ ❝   historical.
past / by request.     anywhere prior to the 1800's. theo is either still a soldier in ancient rome, hiding from civilization deep in the wilderness, or just barely beginning to assimilate back into humanity again. may be colder, more skittish, less talkative.

▍ ❝   fight club.
au / by request.     once out of the woods and into the regularity of society, theo chooses a different path than their main verse. full of anger and bitterness, they choose violence. they decide to settle into the underground society of werewolves: violence for sport. theo becomes a fighter, becomes dark and distant and angry, falling back into that trap of believing they are good for little more than being a soldier.

alternate universes

▍ ❝   alien.
_au / by request.      far beyond the reaches of the milky way galaxy, there is a planet where the top species is the lycanthrope. they live on a dual-moon planet, and are capable of interplanetary communication - but choose not to. indigineous flora and fauna are larger, meaner, and there is a constant struggle to be the apex predator.

▍ ❝   future.
au / by request.     future is unsure, but years on earth have led theo to developing a certain set of skills that both keeps them under the radar and prevents them from staying in one place too long. they become something of a hunter, tracking down people and artifacts for a sometimes hefty price.

▍ ❝   rebellion.
au / by request.     instead of running, theo takes a stand at the grounds his family was killed on. he fights, he wins, and rises up against humanity. there is no hiding; they remain a captain, commanding an army of their own.

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