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[Tommie Gunn]

// Information:

Your Name:Tatt
Your Age: (over 17 please)
Contact Information: PM Please
How long have you been roleplaying?:
How did you hear about us?: My board


// Character Information:

Character’s Full Name: Ruari Tomasyn Gunn
Nickname:Tommie
Age:24
Birthdate: unknown
Gender:Female
Pack: Nonpack
Marital Status: Single

// Appearance:



Hair: Red
Eyes: Green
Weight:127
Height:5'11”
Nationality: Scottish
Distinguishing marks: She has several scars from her run in's with were's of different species. The worst being the claw marks along her back and backside. Her deep green eyes, full lips and her vibrant red hair. Has her ears pierced, and her tongue.
General Appearance: Tall, slender, and very much a woman you do not want to mess with. Physically she has the body of a fighter, since that is exactly what she is. With a decade under her belt as a Hunter for Hire... she is a formidable foe. Usually dressed in leather, steel toed boots, and her beloved motorcycle jacket she is what can be called, Biker Chic. But she drives a muscle car even when she is in Europe.

Beautiful, to the point of being scary beautiful. She turns heads when she enters a room. With her red hair, green eyes and that... accent. Men melt. And women are jealous. But she doesn't give a fuck, since she rarely stays in one place for more than a week. In a fight, she is amazing. Lithe, and quick. She hides her strength which she uses to her advantage. Looking the way she does, looks are deceiving. She usually has all sort of weapons stashed somewhere on her body. Knives, gun's with silver bullets. Silver powder grenades. Stuff like that.

// Special:

(This applies only to werewolf characters.)
Color:
Bitten or Born:

(This applies to Human characters)
Pack or Non-pack human. If Pack, what pack: Non-pack
Is your character aware of the weres? And if so, how did they find out?: She is very aware, as she is the human child of a bitten were father. She grew up with a rogue pack, but it was not a very good upbringing.

// All About Me:

Special Skills: An incredible hunter. Very skilled with all forms of firearms, including hi powered rifles. She is an excellent sniper. She is also very skilled with ballistics and bomb making. Excellent metalsmith, Acrobatic, skilled in the art of escape, she is also a master with a blade. A natural linguist, she also has an eidetic memory. The amount of details she can recall is mindblowing.
Strengths:

Determined
Intelligent
Physically is very strong for a human
Her ability to get out of tough situations
Her loyalty to those she deems family, which is very few.
Her ability to think outside the box
Adaptable

Weakness

She is human after all
Tends to overdo things, like she doesn't stop, even when she is hurt
Love
Her temper
Her big mouth
Tends to act first, ask questions later

Likes:

Sex
Guns
Rock and Roll
Men in general, because she can use them to her advantage
Fast cars
Leather

Dislikes:

Were's. Doesn't matter what species
Rogue were's
Losing a fight
Losing a bet
Being down for a while due to injury

Fears:

Being turned
Death
Never killing the were's that took her family, and her childhood from her
Settling down
Imprinting <Yeah that's going to happen to her>

Dreams:

Of killing the weres that took her family and her life from her
Of having a family that will never go through what she did
Love

Habits:

Rolls her eyes when irritated
Plays with her guns, or knives when she is nervous, bored, or unable to sleep
Slips into Scottish Gaelic when pissed off
Is always moving. Her foot, tapping her fingers.. something

Personality: Tommie is a spitfire. A woman who is very determined. She is someone that when you see her, you watch her. Quiet, she tends to keep to herself. Enigmatic... very few people know anything about her, including her real name. What they see is the hard, road weary, life weary young woman. She looks young, but in those deep green eyes there is something else. And she has yet to allow anyone in to feel her pain. She suffers alone.. and has chosen this life because it is all she has ever known. While she has never felt love... she doubts highly that her hardened heart would even know what that was.

A bitch most of the time, she has a mouth on her. And she is not afraid to use it. She never cowers from a fight, and has started some, on occasion. But in private, she is haunted by her life. By some of the things she has done. While she is paid to do what she does... she is slowly becoming weary of this life. She just wants to disappear, and live her life in peace... preferably without the nightmares and scars that plague her on a daily basis. Down deep she has a heart, but it too terrified to let anyone in, for fear of losing them.

// General History:

Character History: Born 24 years ago.. the actual date has been lost. The human child of human parents until her father was bitten by a rogue were. For the first four years of her life, they lived a pretty solitary existance, hiding what her father was.. until a rogue pack of were's happen upon them. This rogue pack was, actually a very bad bunch of were's and were what gave were's a bad name. They were murderers, rapists and they decided that they wanted the child that the bitten were could not keep safe. So at the age of 5, Tommie witnessed the slaughter of her parents, and she was taken. It was then she received the brutal claw marks that scar her back and her left backside. For years, she was treated like trash. Given only scraps to eat. Called Runt, she slept on the floor, washed when she could find the time to... and sometimes, just tossed around like a toy. Her clothing, she had to steal... as well as having to steal food for the pack that she was now property of. Beaten, treated like vermin... her life was spent learning how to survive. When the pack decided to leave her alone, she taught herself how to read, and write. Spending as much time away from them, she haunted libraries, universities, as well as other places where she could find peace. While living in Germany, she befriended an old hunter, Matthias Hurt, who saw in her a damaged soul. One day he took her aside and asked her to talk to him. She was 15. In a period of 6 hours, she told him everything.. including that now, she was being subjected to even more brutal beatings, which sometimes ended up in rape. The Hunter having lost his family to a similar situation helped her try to escape... only to have 4 out of the rogue pack survive and escape.

Taking her in, he taught her everything she knew. How to hunt, how to be strong.. and how to survive. He taught her all the skills she needed in order to hunt down the vermin that killed her family, and brutalized her. She was a quick learner, having a photographic memory, and the ability to pick up languages with ease. She was schooled in the life of a hunter. A natural.. she made her first kill when she was 16. Hired to take out a rogue and his mate, both were, She and Matthias took their time watching them. For months, they learned their patterns.. their habits. And that was their quarries downfall. Armed with a silver blade, she slipped in, and slit the female were's throat. But as she was ransacking the place, for money, valuables.. the male returned. It was uncharacteristic and a fight ensued. She fought gallantly... and in the end, was bitten. It was then they found out that she was immune to the bite, and would never be turned. Her mentor, Matthias, was not so fortunate. So when the full moon came, and he changed, she plunged a blade deep into his chest. As he died, she held him, losing the only family she ever knew...

She has moved around the world, heading to wherever she is hired to go. She rarely asks questions, and has killed a great many were's. While she believes the world should be rid of them completely.. she does know that there are good were's in the world. Given the opportunity though... if its their life against hers.. she will do her best to stay alive. While she and Clayton are on...terms... they have on more than one occasion had each others backs.. and of course fought against each other. She does not back down... unless she knows she will lose. She will leave gracefully, to nurse her wounds in private.



// Blood:

Parents: Tomas Gunn <Deceased>, Ruari Gunn <Deceased>
Siblings:___ Gunn <Has no idea he lived and was turned
Other:Matthias Hurt <hunter who took her in, Deceased>

// Other:

Celebrity Claim: Alicia Witt
Member Title: Call my name and save me from the dark
Passwords: [...]

// Roleplay:

Sample here: She stood watching her quarry. this was easy.. as this bitten was rather ignorant to his surroundings. He never seemed to see her wherever he went. And that into itself was the fun part. Making herself known... visible. She was there, plain as day.. and yet.. he still had no clue that he, the hunter was being hunted. This amused her terribly. Oh.. gone were the days of the game. Tracking... testing... flushing out your quarry. Sighing softly, she put down the binoculars and flipped open her journal.

She wrote down a few things... things that made sense to her and no one else. She wrote in code so that if someone were to happen upon her journal.. they would have absolutely no idea what they were reading. Her own code something she devised when Matthias was still alive. Damn.. she missed the old man. He had been the only father figure she had known. And she had lost him entirely too soon. But she took up where he had left off.. and when she found all the legal papers after his death... no after she killed him.. she was surprised that he had legally adopted her.. and that he had left her everything. Money.. property.. and a job.

Closing her journal, she pulled the binoculars to her eyes once more and watched her game. Yeah.. this guy.. though a mass rapist was probably the dumbest fuck on the planet. Oh.. she was definitely going to enjoy this. Hunting him... stalking him. The game was afoot and she was definitely a willing participant.

Character contract
I {Tatt} have read ALL of the rules including The topics listed within the rules as well as the Species. I understand the sight differences and will do nothing to change what had been created here. I will also post once a week, or my character will be considered inactive. After two weeks, and I have still not posted, my character will be removed and the account deleted. I hereby understand these rules, and will follow them to my ability. If I am unable to, I will let an Admin know.

{your name here}, {Today's Date}

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