Post by Hance Kenneth Peters on Sept 23, 2011 21:25:36 GMT -5
* hance kenneth peters !
PB: Seann William Scott
But you'd save the best for last like I'm the one for you[/center]
name;; Hance Kenneth Peters
nickname/s;; Kenny, Han-Solo
age;; 29
sexuality;; Straight
race;; Hunter
Likes;;
- Music (alternative/rock/punk/ect)
- Hunting
- Vehicles
- Parties
- Sports
Dislikes;;
- Werewolves
- Pansy bitches
- Werewolf Supporters
- Classical arts
- Stiffs
Fears;;
- Being bitten and turned
- Having his car destroyed
Goals;;
- Be a better mechanic than Jackson
- Eliminate the werewolves from Converse
You should know that you're just a temporary fix
This isn't a routine with you it don't mean that much to me
This isn't a routine with you it don't mean that much to me
apperance;; Stands 5’11 and weighs about 205lbs of relative muscle. He isn’t too muscly but he isn’t flabby either. A pretty average build, he still has the speed and the strength to hunt and play sports without falling over dead. Normally shaggy blond/brown hair and hazel eyes. Prefers casual jeans and shirts to slacks and dress shirts.
personality;; Hance is the guy everyone loves to hate. He’s arrogant, annoying, cocky and just generally thinks he’s better than everyone else. At least that’s his outwards attitude. He loves to have fun but pisses a lot of people off in the progress but doesn’t really care because he knows that they’ll stick around just to see his next boneheaded move. He’s vocal and unafraid to say what’s on his mind which has painted a large target on the back of his head especially among the werewolf community and those that “support” them.
He’s a womanizer at the best of times and loyal when it suits his needs. He has a select few of people that, while he does probably annoy the shit out of them, he would lie down his life for but he would never be the person to tell you so. He can turn a bleak situation into a good one, even if it’s only him that laughs in the end. Deep down (and I mean WAY deep) he has a good heart and will normally do what is right… unless it means not shooting a werewolf. He’d still do that.
family;;
Diana ; Mother ; Lives in Ohio
Max ; Father ; Lives in Whitebridge
Jake ; Brother ; 31
Lisa ; Sister ; 28
Mario ; Brother ; 26
Max Jr. ; Brother ; 24
Randy; Brother ; 24
Step-siblings on Dad’s side:
Margaret ; Sister ; 34
Annabelle ; Sister ; 19
Raymond ; Brother ; 30
Hunter ; Brother ; 25
Step-siblings on Mom’s side:
Peter ; Brother ; 23
Tricia ; Sister ; 20
history;; Hance is the second oldest among his biological siblings born to Diana and Max Peters in the lovely township of Converse. Life in the Peters house was abnormal at best. His mother was a former "exotic dancer" while his dad was a cop in Los Angelus transferred to Converse when Diana was pregnant with Hance's older brother.
Life was simple enough, if not entertaining. His mother had traded up dancing for being a house wife upon their move to the small town, primarily so her children wouldn't get chastized by the others and become outcasts though it wasn't an easy transition. By no means a horrible mother, her up bringing of Hance and his five siblings wasn't typical. Instead of enrolling them in Whitebridge schools, she took it upon herself to home-school them, trying to instill in them the ability to be strong and feel no shame in what they did with their lives but at the same time, keep them from falling into the wrong crowds.
This didn't last long though, as shortly after Hance turned six his mother did the unthinkable. She left. Max had been giving her trouble for making him be the only person bringing in money with five little kids running around and had at several times, suggested maybe she go into escorting since it was the only thing she was good at. Unable to handle the verbal abuse Diana left, leaving her five children in the care of a workaholic cop. Not wanting to deal with the responsibility of actually taking care of kids, he hired a young woman from Whitebridge to be a live-in nanny out in Converse. Like his mother, the woman came from a questionable background, often bringing "friends" to the house for sleep overs.
Four years later, the nanny too up and left having run off with one of her friends (who happened to be a werewolf). By now, Hance and his siblings were getting up in age to take care of themselves. Several burnt meals later, Hance was capable of cooking a meal for the household and not worry about food poisoning. When he was thirteen, his father remarried a fellow officer from Whitebridge who had children from a previous marriage as well. While she wasn't a cruel woman herself, the children didn't get along so well; particularly Annabelle and Hance.
These two formed an unbreakable dislike (possibly even hatred) for each other. By the time Hance was fifteen, he was a smart mouthed trouble maker that was already working his charm on girls in school, while Anna was as chaste as the Virgin Mary. During a party in his senior year, Hance stumbled across his old nanny though in a visibly different state. The bush party was out by the lake during a full moon when he found his old baby-sitter shifting out of wolf form only to be knocked out by a different wolf, the rest of the night was a blur.
At the age of 18, he left Converse and moved to Ohio, attending Ohio State on a sports scholarship for trade school. He spent the next few years living with his mom and her new family while getting his Red Seal as Electrician, Carpenter and taking Automotive classes to work on cars, bikes and small trucks (though his mother suggested getting his heavy duty mechanics ticket, something he said he'd acquire later) and moved back to Converse at the age of twenty-five.
In the last four years, Hance has acquired his own house and works as a jack-of-all-trades handy man as needed but focuses mainly on hunting and selling the hides, heads and antlers of what he gets, generally keeping the meat for himself. Three years ago he also found himself joining the ranks of Hunters to rid the world of werewolves (whom he blames his nanny and mother figure for leaving).
You're just a filler in the space that happened to be free
How dare you think you'd get away with trying to play me
How dare you think you'd get away with trying to play me
your alias[/b];; Whatever you can think of
contact/s[/b];; my people will call your people
how you found us[/b];;
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