<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">John Lambert||Alpha to the Las Vegas, NV Pack|| Player: Ray Banner</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/><strong>Name:</strong> John Lambert<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong> 68 (Appears in his mid-20s)<br/><br/><strong>Race:</strong> Werewolf <strong>(Alpha)</strong><br/><br/><strong>Careers:</strong> Runs a business called “Lambert Securities Inc.” His business provides services such as diplomatic security, law enforcement training, risk-management counseling, close quarter training and logistics. Whilst the firm deals with the government in general, it does provide services to the locals such armed escorts and bodyguards for the right price, which someone is always willing to pay in Vegas. <br/><br/><strong>Powers:</strong> <br/><br/>Ability to call upon ‘berserker rage’ once a day, this allows John to become extremely powerful. Enough to either break through several slabs/walls of concrete, lift ten times the amount of his weight or gain a high enough speed to run across a body of water. This lasts between two to five minutes. <br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong><br/><br/>Hot-headed, fiery and oft belligerent at proving his point, John is as bull headed as they come. He carries about an air of superiority to him wherever he goes and does not kindly take to no for an answer. He is surprisingly rational however and possesses a ‘business sense’ which had served him well in the past. This enables him to spot a good deal or a profitable transaction, whether it is monetary, diplomatic or purely human in nature. He weighs each option, uses mercy as a tool and is quick in dishing out punishment when needed. It is not a surprise however when his temper gets the best of his political self.<br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/37/JohnL1.jpg) (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/JohnL2.JPG)</div></div></div><br/><strong>Background History:</strong><br/><br/>Part of the Green Beret entourage for diplomats John Lambert was amongst the very first Americans who set foot in Vietnam during the 60s. After that it was all about kicking ass and chewing gum and John did a bit of both. Having grown up in an orphanage he had exercised his dog-eat-dog rights to get as far in life as he could however nothing prepared him for what came afterwards, not even his training. <br/><br/>During a certain engagement John was taken hostage by a group of friendlies his company was supposed to be protecting, those South Vietnamese… or so John thought. Of course what followed was something he could never have been prepared for. This group of South Vietnamese was a pack of werewolves and John was to be a part of their hostage exchange with the North, a deal conducted without anybody else’s knowledge. As is the manner of things, this exchange went terrible. John was bit and left to die however he survived. Consumed by his bloodlust and this new power, John sought out this group of South Vietnamese – and after an initiation – was accepted as one of them. He was to retain his duties as a soldier whilst corresponding directly with this group… after all they were on the same side. In the next several years, most of his pack were either wiped out or ousted as power changed hands and John found himself a rogue once more. <br/><br/>He left soon after and even wondered if perhaps his wolf side would no longer exist within the US but of course, he was wrong. Quick to hunt down rogues within the states of Nevada, California and Arizona John established his own pack – and put those to death who refused to be a part of his community – so that he may continue the hierarchy he had come to love. He established Lambert Securities Inc. within Vegas in the mid-80s and ever since then, had exercised complete power in the vicinity except for subservience to the Marrok, when he is called upon to offer it.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Stephanie Chamberlain||Omega to the Las Vegas, NV Pack||Player: Caela</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Appearance:</strong> <div class="floatright">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/gp1.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong> Stephanie "Stephy" Ann Chamberlain<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong> 84 (appears around 27)<br/><br/><strong>Race:</strong> Werewolf; Omega <br/><br/><strong>Powers/Position:</strong> As an Omega Stephy has the ability to soothe and calm any Wolf not actively engaged in a fight for Dominance. She is the natural arbiter of the Pack and (like all Omega's) helps maintain order when the Dominant's in the Pack are letting their tempers run high. Standing outside the Pack Hierarchy, her involvement is never a threat to ranking which is often a help in itself. When that alone isn't enough she can use her ability to spread calm through a room of Wolves with this closest being the most effected. Even those Wolves who are old and whose Wolves are about to take over, can be calmed by the presence of an Omega, though it would take her constant presence to keep them from going insane.<br/><br/><strong>Career:</strong> Child Psychologist <br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> Stephanie has always been a natural arbiter. Even as a child she was the one other kids (even many older than herself) ran to for solutions to problems they wouldn't take to adults. As she grew, the ability to solve or help people work through problems grew and she was naturally drawn to the growing field of psychology. Kind and with an optimistic view of life she is drawn to children and enjoys her current work with them. <br/><br/>Kind as she is, like any Wolf, she can have a temper but it tends to flare and die almost as quickly. She isn't the sort to seek vengeance for a harm done to her but will, instead, simply cut the person causing her pain from her life. Most people that know her like her and find disappointing her far more worrisome than angering her.<br/><br/><strong>Background History:</strong> Stephanie actually was born in 1929 and raised in New York City, though few people would ever think of her as a "city girl". Her parents weren't wealthy but they weren't poor either. Solidly middle class they did the best they could for their daughter in the the hope that she would, "Marry Up". Always strong willed, Stephanie nearly spoiled that plan by making it clear that her goals were further reaching that simply getting married and popping out grandchildren.<br/><br/>She demanded, and worked hard for, an education at a time when most women didn't aspire so high. She wanted a doctorate in Psychology but that was beyond her initially and she settled for becoming a teacher and marrying a Psychologist; which satisfied her mother's desire for her to marry well. She actually did love her husband and actually gave him two children (twin girls) before the fateful night that changed her life forever.<br/><br/>Out camping with her small family (both she and her husband loved the outdoors) they had no idea that their campsite was near land frequently used by a Wolf Pack to run on the full moon. The Pack had no idea that anyone was camping that night and were chasing down a Wolf who had gone mad, planning to corner him in a ravine less than half a mile from where they were. The crazed Wolf caught there scent and veered toward them, rampaging through their campsite before the rest of the Pack caught up to him, killing Stephanie's husband and two children and mauling her before he was pulled away and slaughtered in turn by a Pack simply, "Taking care of business". <br/><br/>Someone in the Pack, to this day Stephanie can't remember who, recognized the potential for what she could become, if she lived without going mad, and demanded that they take Stephanie back to their encampment to be cared for. Grieving, trying to heal from such traumatic injuries, <em>and</em> trying to reconcile everything people were trying to tell her, as well as the massive pain when the Changes started and she couldn't control them at first, nearly did her in. More than once she heard whispers that she, in turn, might need to be put down, Omega or not. <br/><br/>Because of the trauma surrounding her initial attack and Change, the Alpha of the Pack that had found her actually petitioned to have her moved to the care of another Pack in the hope that <em>not</em> being around the Pack responsible for the death of her family might give her the breathing room she needed to grieve and learn control. No one liked the idea of putting down a potential Omega. She was taken in only when he promised that if she couldn't learn the control she needed, that he would come and handle putting her down himself. <br/><br/>To that end she was actually sent to a Pack in Northern Washington. They had purchased massive tracts of land for the Pack to use and she found the wild country, and the total lack of anything familiar, soothing in a way few other things could be. Slowly she came out of her shell and started paying attention to what the new Pack, people she didn't see as responsible for her loss in any way, were trying to teach her. Because of her grief it took longer than they normally would have given a new wolf time for, but (also because of her grief) they simply kept her isolated and as she started making progress they began to relax and eventually sent word back that she would Heal, given time.<br/><br/>She stayed in Washington until the Marrok put out the word that an Omega would be useful for the Pack he was sending back to Las Vegas. Having fel the urge for something new for some time, she spoke with her Alpha (out of courtesy and respect for the man who had given her the time she needed to heal and become whole again) before petitioning the Marrok to allow her to go to Vegas. New wolves in a new place would need an Omega to keep things calm and make the transition smoother and she looked forward to the challenge.<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Lily "L" Moraine Brackston||Submissive Werewolf||Player: Curvy Kitten</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/><strong>Name:</strong><br/> Lily "L" Moraine Brackston<br/> <br/><strong>Age:</strong><br/> Looks to be 22 but is actually 30<br/><br/><strong>Race:</strong> <br/>Werewolf<br/><br/><strong>Powers (If any):</strong> <br/>Lily has the ability to heal or manipulate the body inwardly, she uses her gift to not only help in her job. But also to help her fellow werewolves not only heal faster, but to heal from wounds that would normally end up killing even them. Stitching together wounds, helping expel silver and so forth. Her ability to manipulate the body also allows her to simulate emotional responses. Affecting a targets adrenaline, serotonin, steroids and so forth. In a way creating the affect of an emotion, excitement, anger, sleepiness, happiness, confidence, and even arousal. ( though her own emotions can affect this ability, and she has at times been known to project her own physical responses and affect someone around her.) <br/><br/>Due to the affect of the silver in her she is actually for now physically weaker then others of her kind. But there is one thing that astound even the other werewolves. Her speed is uncanny even for them, she always jokes about it was a given. Of course she is the fastest, she is a emergency response professional she has to be the first on the scene. <br/><br/><strong>Career: </strong><br/>EMT<br/><br/><strong>Personality: </strong><br/><br/>Lily isn't as soft and sweet as her name would lead you to believe. She has a strong will, a loyal heart, is stubborn as hell, though she is a submissive within the pack. She is one to never say she can't, even if there are moments that she has to push that much harder then the others to accomplish something. In her line of work you don't just give up, and she carries that mentality throughout her life. But her heart can be clearly seen when she deals with those that really needs her help. A bit daring and unafraid at times, she has been known to run into situation that should run from just to safe someone else. 'What do you mean you ran into the line of fire from a gang shot out?' And despite her protected place in the pack, she is a healer, a fighter, and protector in her own right.<br/><br/>Her emotions now heightened have been known to get the best of her. But over time she has started to learn to find her center. She is a person of passion, when she gives in and embraces it she can be your worst enemy or the best lover you've ever had. She is heat, passion, exploration, strength, intelligence, all in one untamed and amazingly curvy well-toned body. <br/><br/><strong>Appearance :</strong> <br/><div align="center">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JNTcioValpM/T6pUf6EGVcI/AAAAAAAADVM/h4J0igHRmrs/s320/Kelly+Brook_hot3.jpg)<br/><br/>Lily 3 (http://cdn01.dailycaller.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/kelly_brook_boobs_20080426_02.jpg)<br/>Lily 4 (http://www.nupxl.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/Facts-You-Should-Know-About-Breasts-kelly-brooks-the-english-model-1024x819.jpg)<br/>Lily 5 (http://www.dreamwallpapers.co.uk/wp-content/themes/wordphoto-black2/scripts/timthumb.php?src=http://www.dreamwallpapers.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/kelly-brook-on-the-beach-smile-arms-top.jpg&amp;w=729&amp;zc=1&amp;q=114)<br/>Lily 6 (http://www.femaleceleboops.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/Kelly-Brook-ass1-600x771.jpg)<br/><br/>(http://www.wallpaperez.net/wallpaper/models/Kelly-Brook-in-water-251.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Background History:</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Lily has been a mystery since the day she was born, her own mother never telling her who her <strong>father</strong> was. Just that he had to leave for his own reasons. But her <strong><em>mother</em></strong> always made sure that Lily knew she was loved. And for the first seven years of Lily's life she was truly happy and vibrant. As wild and curious as any other some girl should be. Lily knew love and a home even if her mother moved them around a lot. And she never once got sick, which was surprising to say the least. But her mother simply said Lily had good jeans. The truth of her parents and their origins was never told to her. Her mother thinking it best to keep that bit of information to herself till Lily was old enough to understand it all. <br/><br/>But her mother would never get the chance to do that. When she was 7 years old Lily and her mother were involved in horrible car accident. Somehow Lily was tossed 30 feet from the car and left unscathed, while her mother burned alive in the car. Lily watched as she lost her mother, heard her screams as she burned alive. The help that came had no real chance to try and save her. They took Lily and she ended up being put into the Las Vegas foster system. Which was lacking in favorable situations to say the least. Lily grew up fighting and surviving, she was still seemingly lost and angry about losing her mother. It wasn't until she was sent to an elderly woman that took in trouble kids that she found herself not only meeting her match. But feeling as if she had found a home again. The woman had a way of keeping people in check, and took in all sorts of people. Mama Rose as she was called really was a healer and leader. She helped encourage Lily to actually work at getting her education. And to find what her true passions were, Mama Rose really was a driving force to help Lily become the woman she was in the present day. <br/><br/>When she was 18 and finished with high school Lily saw to becoming a fully certified EMT. She took to the rule like it was second nature, though she was always known as a high risk responder. Lily was never afraid to be the one to head into the line of fire or head into the neighborhoods that most avoided like the plague. In her few years of service she has been tackled, attacked, shot at, nearly hit by cars, faced countless weather conditions, hell she once fought through a mud slide to get to a trapped woman needing assistance. Her partners always joke about her being a dare devil...and never knowing her own limits. In truth Lily didn't want to be the one that got somewhere to late, that didn't fight hard enough for someone. And ended up leaving another kid without a family. <br/><br/>As time passed Lily grew into one hell of a responder, and into an amazingly confident and strong woman. Men came and went as she just never found someone that clicked. But she always had friends around her. Friends that were in the end her family. Little did she know that there was more to the world than anyone thought. She always suspected, always thought there could be more with all that she had seen over the years. But she had no idea her father was really a werewolf, her mother connected to a line of fae. If there had been any werewolves left in the city that had known about her when she was little. They would have no doubt found her and given her a home. But it wasn't till they returned and tried to track down possible stragglers and discovered rumors of her birth. It was then that they started to look deeper into Lily's life to see what kind of woman she had become. Even if she was human she was still a female from a strong bloodline. And the possibility that could be made into one of them was to alluring to resist.<br/><br/>It was then a<strong><em> few of them approached her </em></strong>originally just out to get to know her better and see if she had the potential they sought. But she ended up becoming<strong><em> friends with them</em></strong>. It seemed to even the supernatural world she was hard to resist. Months past and Lily became close with her <strong><em>new friends</em></strong>. They kept her in the dark when it came to the truth of it all. That is until something happened that made it impossible to hide it. <br/><br/>It was a call like any other, shots fired, officer down and the area seemed to still be a war zone. So of course Lily's unit was quickly on the scene and she hopped out the back before they had even stopped moving. Her first step was to grab the officer that had been shot and drag him to where she could treat him. But as she was getting him stable more shots were fired. It was then she noticed the one of her <strong><em>new 'friends'</em></strong> running from a shooter. Well of course Lily couldn't let this be, so she had her partner tend to the cop as she ran with her case to get to what she was sure was another victim. Lily had no idea what was really going on, how the different types of supernatural could be going after one another. <br/><br/>What Lily saw nearly made her freeze for the first time in her life. She swore that <strong><em>her friend</em></strong> was growing claws and fangs, but it had to be a trick of the eye. Adrenalin was high and she clearly needed a few days off. When the shadowed assailant was on the move again she reacted, pushing '<strong>her friend'</strong> out of the way. It was then she was hit with bullets, bullets she would find out were silver. The world blurred and all she saw was two figures suddenly impacting with one another. <br/><br/>She laid there, blood pooling around her and her heart slowing down. Lily didn't think when she got up that morning that it would be her last. If she had the idea of calling in may have been more appealing. The world was going dark around her when she felt her body being lifted. She tried to speak but nothing but mumbling came from her lips. She heard voice around her, like they were debating something. And then she felt more pain as if something was tarring into her flesh once more. A short scream came from her and then the world went dark. <br/><br/>She didn't know it then but when Lily woke up in a hospital surrounded by the people she had <strong><em>become friends with</em></strong>. Looking at her as if they were waiting for something to happen. That they were in fact waiting to see if she would live, if she would become one of them. The doctors informed her that the bullets had splintered and were near her heart and imbedded in her spine. But she seemed to have an infection that wasn't responding to treatment. And without her fever going down and her body stronger they couldn't go back in to surgery. Lily felt trapped in her own dying body, unable to even feel her legs. But as the doctors left<strong><em> one the pack stepped forward. </em></strong> It was then they explained the truth to her, and the fact that she may still die. That she still had to survive shifting, and repelling the silver that was in her system. But first they needed to get her out of the hospital. It was stupid, and probably the worst thing she could do. But something in her told her to go with it, even if it ended up being the end of her. So against doctors’ orders Lily signed herself out and went with the people that could actually just be insane. <br/><br/>It was 6 days before the full moon, and she was still so weak it worried those around her. But still Lily fought on; she was stubborn and wouldn't give in till her last breath left her. And with great surprise her body listened. Still human for the most part her body was healing much faster than it should be. Each day a more of the poisonous silver was pushed from her system. And her ever cheeky attitude seemed to come back as the days past. But only after her first change would they know if she was really strong enough to be one of them. <br/><br/>As the night of the fool moon came Lily meditated and tried to focus. Pushing the idea that she could end up dying that very night. She was still weak from some of the silver in her system. But at least she had her stubborn unwavering nature to back her up. As the time came the others sat with her, their own changes would come as well. At least no matter what happened Lily wouldn't be alone. As the time came pain ripped through her body. It was like her body was tarring apart trying to rearrange itself. She had never felt anything so intense, and utterly overwhelming. It wasn't till <strong><em>she felt someone else nudging her with a muzzle</em></strong> that she opened her eyes once more. She had not only lived through the changed, she had managed to almost heal completely. Her legs worked again...well all four of them in this form. And she felt stronger then she had even felt in her whole life. <br/><br/>From here Lily was taught about the ways and rules of being a werewolf. Found her place within the pack and within the new strange would that she now lived in. She also came into her new abilities, they were strange for a werewolf apparently and it did raise a few eyebrows. But in the end the pack accepted her for who she was. She did go back to work, and still found herself in interesting, dangerous, and unbelievable situations. Specially outside of work, with everything that had suddenly changed in her life. Lily had a whole new world in front of her, and even if it would take time to really find her place in it. Lily knew she wasn't alone while she did it.<br/><br/></div></div></div></div>