Ryan Chippewa

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Ryan Sean Chippewa

Character Play-by: Sean Faris

name: Ryan Chippewa
age: Sixteen
gender: Male
orientation: Heterosexual
race: Shapeshifter
birthplace: Forks
current location: La Push
occupation: Student

personality: Ryan's the sort of guy to keep to his own, a little quiet at the beginning, but is definitely much more enthusiastic once you got to know him. He is very kind, polite, and doesn't like to be rude just to be rude.. he needs a really good reason to. Recently moving to La Push, he is in a different environment, leaving all of his friends he used to have, and sort of losing that confidence and leaving him a little upset, so he's a bit gloomier than usual.

Ryan's also very smart and is well-behaved, and has been a top student at Forks consistently. He thinks very rationally and if not approached logically, Ryan may not understand things. A more abstract way of thinking things out has yet to grow on him. However, that being said, he is really creative and crafty, as well as overwhelmingly clever. Ryan uses all of that brainpower when he needs it most, and will likely need it in this supernatural side of world he has stepped into.

Not everything about him is quiet and to-himself, though. With people he knows well, he's very outspoken, and doesn't like to hold back an opinion. He also is a bit cocky with people he's close to, and is extremely sarcastic with pretty much everybody. He also can be really impulsive, sometimes working out for him, sometimes not. Oh, and he gets intimidated fairly easily, and isn't really good at hiding it either.

detailed history: Andrew and Tala Chippewa had a baby; his name was Ryan. The three were very happy and all lived in Forks, Washington as one content family. Andrew and Tala were starting to get the hang of being parents. Andrew, however, never told something to Tala. He used to be a shifter. In fact, he had been a shifter for longer than he had told people he was alive for, finally giving it up to age and settle down with her. He was scared of the reaction and kept it to himself... however, in the back of his mind, he always was worried that little Ryan may have gotten the gene. Nonetheless, Andrew stayed completely silent with the matter, it had the potential to ruin all of the perfection his life had, the perfection all three of them had.

Ryan's life stayed at the same perfect-and-regular pace until he was nine years old. His father was starting to grow more and more worried about if he was going to be hit with the gene. So, the day after his birthday, he explained everything to him. It was hard, it took a lot of building up, but Andrew eventually told him. His son's reaction... was not a good one. In a state of panic, he rushed in and told his mother, who got a slightly distorted story (which generally said that he turned into a wolf at night), and when she laughed and asked Andrew to stop, and the father's face was serious and a little hurt, Tala also started to panic, and darted out of the front door.

Andrew told Ryan to stay where he was and Andrew ran off to get her, however, she darted too far off into the forest to catch up to, to even locate. Tala was running until she was going to pass out... or fall. About fifteen minutes in, the latter option happen, tripping on a rock and hitting her head on a rock; a smoother one, but still a rock. Blood started to pour out, and she was introduced to a second supernatural species... the vampire. One came up to her, lured in by the blood, and well... we can all put together what happened after that.

Two days later, the police found her body, and had to tell the father and son that Tala died, but didn't say what condition she was in.. it wasn't easy to say. Ryan's heart sank and his whole life took a 180 degree turn, running into his room and protesting coming out of it for four days, only sneaking out at night to get food. It really took him about three weeks to get better, and after that he went back to school. He never really got over it, though. It wasn't something that one could just get over.

The next big event came at sixteen, when Ryan had a major flu, and was burning up at ridiculously high temperatures. Andrew remembered this, and knew what it meant. He was about to undergo his phasing, and quite obviously, Ryan got the gene. That's when his father decided to move to La Push, so he would be in the presence of other shifters; in case Ryan ever wanted to go to them for help. Now on the brink of shifting, this is where Ryan's real story begins.

fears: Shifters, snakes, expired foods, extreme heights, excessive blood and gore, roads that are next to a steep hill and have no guard rail, and wooden bridges.

strengths: His brains, his great speed (even before shifting), and his ability to persuade very well.

weaknesses: A good-looking girl, the fact he gets intimidated easily, and the fact he's new to everything.

likes: Food, music, most sports, sleeping, girls, TV, and living life.

dislikes: Vampires, shifting, ignorance, stupidity, and feeling alone.

facial appearance: Along with the rest of his skin, Ryan's face has barely any tan showing in it, which is rare in a shifter as they're all Native American, however, he's only a quarter Native American, and it clearly does not show. He has black hair which he keeps short at all times, because he hates it when it's long. He has brown eyes and has

clothing: Ryan dresses sort of like a jock, sleeveless shirts or T-shirts, basketball shorts, and tennis shoes is the typical style, and thanks to his body warmth won't have to worry about getting cold in the winter when dressing the same.

build: He was fairly slim and fit before his official change into a shifter, however after it, he got a little bit more muscular, as well as grew a bit taller, looking overall just bigger than before. Compared to regular humans, he was one of the tallest in his grade, but of course would fall in the average/just below average range when compared to the shifters.

marks/scars: Ryan has a scar on his right shoulder which came from him falling out of a tree when he was five, his skin was "attacked" by a large branch. It wasn't a severe injury, however it never went away.

species appearance: While in wolf form, Ryan has dark beige fur, with occasional tips of similar shades of the beige; some darker, some lighter. Although still large, like his human self, he is about average if not a little bit below average size compared to the other shifters in wolf form.

powers: N/A

your name: Devin
age: Fifteen
how long have you been roleplaying?: Couple years
how did you find us?: ProBoards Support
codeword:

roleplay sample:

Raymond didn't really know much about Washington. He knew everything about Portland and everything twenty miles around it. But now... it was confusing. The only reason why his dad decided to move to this boring town of Forks was because there was a vegetarian vampire coven, and he thought it'd be nice to at know there were some of them around. If it wasn't for that, they'd probably be in Seattle, a bit more people so they wouldn't really be that "unique," since the two vampires couldn't stay in Portland for long, since it'd be sort of awkward for Ray to eventually run into his biological parents and have to either explain what happened or pretend like he didn't know who they were, like he wasn't their son. To be honest, Alex did him a favor. He stopped a potential disaster from happening.

Raymond was lounging on the couch in their home about seven miles into the forest that bordered Forks. It was very calm, peaceful, and left Ray with a lot more freedom than if they had a home in town. He had a bag of chips laying on his stomach, occasionally taking some from inside and eating some. Think the Lord he was able to eat human food, or being a vampire probably would be a disaster. Raymond couldn't understand how Alex could do it... maybe after four hundred years he decided to cope, it didn't seem that easy though. Maybe since he's a neurosurgeon and the only food to be around him was the crappy hospital food, and even if the food would not at all interest a regular vampire, it's likely that if Raymond was in his spot, he'd just wanna stick to animal blood.

The boy looked outside the window to see that Alex's car wasn't there. "Oh, right, eighteen hour shifts." He stood up and stepped out of the house, taking in the nice breeze that gently embraced his face as he opened the door. Raymond wanted to know where to go, it was a great day to run around, have fun, and just enjoy life. One place crossed his mind: La Push. Sure, it had the pesky shifters, so arrogant (and probably infested with fleas), but it couldn't be bad, right? It left him confused on how Alex never mentioned the reservation. There was one thing Raymond didn't know, the rule Alex foolishly forgot to mention about La Push when they first entered Forks: NO. VAMPIRES. ALLOWED.

Raymond was only aware of the fact they didn't like vampires, not that they did not allow them there. That would have been deemed unfair to him. But, not knowing, he took off in that direction, only going to take him a handful of minutes to cut through the forest and hit La Push. As he got closer, the vague smell of wet dog hit his nostrils, which made his face look as if he was sucking on a sour lemon. A really sour lemon. Then, he officially crossed the border, not like he knew what it was or what it meant. Ray was continuing with no hesitation, until he could smell one of them. A shifter was close. Really close. He skidded to a complete stop and looked around for it. The boy folded his arms and called out, "Just come out, dog, I have a rubber ball for you to play with." He snickered, how easy it was to off a shifter was arguably the best part of being a vampire. Little did he know that he was on their territory, and might've gotten himself in a little bit of a sticky situation.

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