BURK, elijah connor

[Elijah "Archie" Burk]

I go by (dark), and my time zone is (central). I found this site by (caution). You can contact me (PM).

`time to figure, time to sin
your time is done when you begin*

NAME:

His birth name is Archibold Emmett Campbell. Nickname is Archie. His new name is Elijah Connor Burk

AGE:

Twenty-six.

GENDER:

Male.

SEXUALITY:

Straight.

SPECIES:

Werewolf.

NATIONALITY:

Family is originally from Canada, but he was born in the US. Specifically in Senoia, Georgia.

OCCUPATION:

Accountant and author.

`live for suffer, live for revenge
know your life comes to an end*

APPEARANCE:

Archie stands at six feet tall, so is considered of the average height amongst his family. Due to his werewolf gene and a desire to retain a healthy appearance, he keeps himself in shape. Not so much exercise that he looks like a meat-head, but enough so that it doesn't look unnatural when he lifts weights. He could be called a fighter in appearance by some. His hair is light brown and thick, so as to keep it from being out of control, he keeps it groomed. Still, he is forgetful of this so at times it can become slightly shaggy in appearance. His facial is patchy at best, so he tends to keep himself well shaven on principle. Aside from his well groomed hair, the next most notable feature about Archie are his eyes. Which are a strange blue-ish grey color. It appears to be a direct mixture between his parents eye colors, which is why he considers it strange.

As for his clothing choices, Archie is a wild card. Sometimes he dresses professionally, others he looks like a slacker. It depends entirely on his mood and what is clean, if he were honest. There are a few things, however, that he refuses to be without; his father's wallet which is now his, his father's wedding ring and senior class ring on a chain around his neck, his cell phone, and his emergency pack. The emergency pack is a military style duffle bag with emergency provisions, extra clothes, med kits, and that sort of stuff, just in case. Flesh marring attributes include; a tattoo of his father's date of birth and the date of his death, a tattoo of a shadow of a wolf howling, and a scar on his left wrist from a pack wolf gone rabid.

CELEB CLAIM:

Nico Tortorella.

`taste the blood, taste your fate
swallow your pride with your hate*

PERSONALITY:

You know those people who are total open books? The ones who no matter what they're feeling, it's written all over their faces. Well, Archie is one of those people. No matter what he's feeling, it's written all over his face, in how he carries himself, and everything about him. Is this an uncontrollable part of his character? Oh no, Archie can lie and hold in what he's feeling to a degree. If he's trying to hide his feelings then he still has signs that give away his feelings. He'll look away if angry, look down if sad, twitches his lip if happy, and so on. He can lie just like anyone else. All he really has to do is perish the truth from his mind for a short time and play dumb about it. He rarely uses his ability to lie, but in all actuality, he's quite good at it. It is how he made the vampire clans in Canada believe he liked them, when he actually quite dislikes vampires in general. Aside from these, he's a kind guy who just wants to be happy. He's a gentleman and if a lady was in danger, he'd be the first to step forward to help, regardless of everything else. If it were a male in danger, he'd help only when he felt he had to, which may seem bad, but he feels men should be more capable of saving themselves, especially humans. The supernatural is different, but as a rule he treats them the same. He's a good guy, but basically like a giant teddy bear towards those he cares for.

LIKES:

books, writing, reading, watching movies, number, solving problems, running under the full moon, browsing through local bookstores, his mom, his pack, the idea of falling in love with the one, working out, running, lifting weights, and coffee

DISLIKES:

loud music, anything super loud in volume, being interupted while reading or writing, guns, hunters, roosters, repitive sounds, sweet soda, too much sugar, getting wasted, people who lie all the time, people without morals, and making a fool of himself

SECRETS:

He hates vampires. Archie is deathly allergic to mushrooms and olives.

FEARS:

the sort of thing that happened to his dad happening again, a combined attack of vampire clans, roosters, and the idea of dying because of his allergic reaction to mushrooms or alives or both

DREAMS:

become a famous author, have a child to take over as alpha in his pack, have a family, and settle down

STRENGTHS:

strong, werewolf, honest, mathmatically excels, solving problems, very articulate in both written and spoken words (though more so in the written form), can lie very well, strong sense of values and morals, proud of his heritage, and unafraid to admit his feelings

WEAKNESSES:

too honest, terrible with anything science, allergic to mushrooms and olives, his mom, most women, his willingness to share his feelings, can be a klutz, not very patient with unfamiliar tasks, and a bit of dreamer

`your last breath, your last stance
the last of all in your command*

HISTORY:

Arnold didn't move his small, struggling pack to the south to miraclously revive it. No, if anything, he made the move a priority for selfish reasons. He felt life for his child would be more prosperous in America. He wasn't certain, but he had a gut feeling it was where he should go. So to Senoia, Georgia the whole pack went. The whole number of seven members. It wasn't easy to say they were family, but after a few difficult weeks, they were American citizens.

A few months later and the young child was born. It was the mark of their pack's revival in a lot of ways. Lone werewolves, survivors of other destroyed packs, wolf shifters, or anything in-between was allowed to join them. It was a booming few years of multiple people joining. Eventually, being a member of the pack was like a mark of instant sucess in their small town. Well, amongst the supernatural community anyway.

The child that was the mark of such a success was well accepted by all the new comers. Some even said that he was the glue that held them all together. That's right, people came for one reason or another, but chose not to leave because the child grew attached to them. Some more than others, but all grew attached to the grinning child. A family of six became a family of 32 within a few months.

His before school life was filled with being passed from packmate to packmate, playdate to playdate, day to day. Through each one, Archie was as happy as a child eating chocolate. He was easily pleased, well mannered, and an altogether good kid to be around. And above all those well mannered things, he was obsessed with learning everything he could. So, if a packmate was a good cook, he was there trying to learn. Good at fixing cars? He was there. Good at carpentry? He was there, too. Safe to say, he wanted to know everything.

School was a simple thing for this boy, for he always had friends and cousins who had his back. He was kind, he joked around in class with his friends, and he loved sports. He was a good boy, and a regular teenager really. He didn’t feel fear as most single werewolves did, he didn’t have to. His father taught him to be cautious, but confident in his own power. Life was good for Archie throughout his schooling years. He didn’t date much, not seriously, but then he found it hard to imagine himself with a human or one of his families. So Archie dated a little, but mostly kept things simple, friendly.

Going off to college wasn’t really on his agenda, but he did it anyway, to make his mother proud mostly. He settled for a degree in both math and english literature. Archie loved numbers and working on problems, but he also loved writing wild tales about people who didn’t exist in worlds so unreal it was fascinating. He did well in these areas, but found himself at odds with his core science classes. They were a must, but he struggled with them. He hated science because he didn’t care about what elements did what or the laws of relativity. None of the science related subjects interested him, so he barely scraped by. Well enough to keep his scholarships, but bad enough that his mother could tell he hated it.

Archie graduated college, not really high up in scores, but he did well enough to make his parents very proud. Directly after graduating, he rented an apartment nearby and began looking for positions for his selected career. Either something like accounting or get himself published, either would make him very happy. He wrote often, found a small job at a local bank, and enjoyed his life immensely. It was during his time living on his own, but still with his pack, that something happened. Something that changed his outlook on life, like the tilting of his entire world.

A small coven of vampires, one some states away, decided that enough was enough of his pack running through their land. There was no rules in place, nothing that said this, and no treaty between to keep his pack out, but still the vampires demanded respect. His father tried to reason with the coven leader, called for peace and the option of a peaceful solution being made. A deal was struck. Over the years, apparently, fights had happened unbeknownst to Arnold and vampires were killed during the full moon. So, it was only fair that lives were taken from their side. Arnold offered his life in exchange for the teenage boys who’d started all this. The deal was sealed, this is what Archie was told during the phone call that knocked the wind from him.

There was nothing he could do, he tried talking his father out of it. Offered that perhaps they simply attack the coven that threatened them, but his father refused. While the wolf pack was united, majority of the vampire covens were conjoined. This one small coven would be no problem to take out, but the other covens would catch wind of it and many more lives would be lost because of that. Archie understood, but hated it. He was so angry by this, but the treaty was in place by the time he returned home.

Within 72 hours of the treaty being agreed upon, his father was killed and the pack was in the process of naming him the new alpha. It was all very strange, like being punched then kissed. Archie didn’t know if he was allowed to cry during the process or if he was supposed to be strong. He decided the latter and cried in private, with his mother. Everyone was sad, but most were hopeful for the future. A treaty was in place that would keep this sort of thing from happening again. The werewolves could roam freely, but an attack on a vampire was prohibited, which suited them fine. It was all very hard, but once it was all over, funeral and being trained for his position, everything sort of fell into place. Being good with numbers helped with the pack finances and his writing ability helped with keeping neighboring pack sectors informed and connected, which was better than it had been. Even still, everyone missed Arnold. No one more than Archie himself.

Some years down the road, after everything settled and people began to grow used to their young alpha, a plan was formed. The pack was large. Very large with their now in the upper 90's of people. So, it was not extremely surprising when talks of the pack splintering off came. Archie felt it wise to elect pack leaders, at least five, so that the numbers could become more dispersed. That would keep it from becoming too obvious that the lot of them weren't aging.

Within a few months, the leaders were chosen and the new home base locations. Emergency phones were passed around in case something happened that required the regrouping of the pack, but aside from that, everyone was on their way. Archie and his small pack of 15 members were going to Essex, NJ, which was where Archie's editor was. An old farmhouse was bought, jobs were lined up, and new documentations were made so that their lives were set. Just like that, his family were now residing in a country home just outside the city of Essex.

FAMILY LIFE:

Arnold Campbell (father, ex-alpha, dead)
Francine Campbell (mother, werewolf, alive)
Other pack members (as I’m unsure if these will become request characters I’m leaving their names, genders, and such open until a later date)

OTHER:

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