Lieu: Lincoln Memorial Salle de bain des filles du lycée
Interagir avec :'s Jade Taylor (Via Text)'s Gerard West's Immannuelle Moon Dutoit's Alice Malone's Jay Hunter-Darling
Alicia s'est vite retirée de la salle de bain des filles et a joué une petite danse de victoire et encore rire, la farce s'est vraiment bien passée, ses yeux allant vers la Lune et souriant à elle donnant un pouce à son amie pour ne pas donner sa petite farce sur Jay après tout, c'était complètement inoffensif, bien à l'exception du fond de sa jambe de pantalon. "Qui t'a ramené Jay!" Alicia a dit ludiquement, elle a commencé à se diriger vers le distributeur de serviettes de papier en prenant un gros rouleau et a commencé à frotter la peinture rouge foncé de sa main le mieux qu'elle pouvait.
"Alors, le duo dynamique de la gymnaste lesbienne et du français est là. Dois-je appeler le directeur pour harcèlement? Mais pas sérieusement, quel genre de shenanigans êtes-vous aussi?" Tout comme Alicia jetait la feuille de papier serviette dans la poubelle Alicia a incliné sa tête en sachant que c'était Gerard, il ne savait toujours rien d'elle et a eu le truc de gymnaste complètement faux. Elle était reconnaissante quand Moon s'est approché de lui et a commencé à lui piquer la poitrine, c'était vrai que Gerard ne devrait même pas être dans la salle de bain du garçon. Alicia a utilisé ce temps pour prendre son téléphone pour envoyer un texto à Jade.
Génial! Merci d'avoir attendu que je te rencontre le moment où la première période est finie de t'aimer! :D Alicia
Alicia a rapidement glissé son téléphone dans sa poche quand elle a regardé Moon revenir à l'étalage où se trouvait Jay, ce qu'elle ne s'attendait pas à voir son amie elle avait cette aura de couleur brillante qui coulait autour de son corps et elle flottait hors du sol de la fricken! Alicia a ensuite entendu une fille qui était apparemment encore dans la salle de bain, la pauvre fille s'était évanouie et s'était couchée près d'elle. Elle ne savait pas quoi faire Alicia a alors vu Alice barger dans la salle de bain de la fille Jay a dû lui envoyer un texto aussi vite que possible. "Huh à droite est arrivé à Ali!" Alicia dit qu'elle s'est agenouillée et a aidé la pauvre fille qui s'est évanouie sur ses pieds et a regardé vers Gérard et s'est déplacée vers lui. "Hé le cul paresseux m'aide à l'emmener à l'infirmière?" Alicia a demandé à regarder par-dessus son épaule vers Alice et Moon, elle ne voulait pas laisser ses amis accrocher là-bas. "Je reviens dans quelques secondes." Alicia a dit qu'en quittant la salle de bain des filles avec Gerard, ce matin devenait vraiment bizarre de voir une de ses amies flotter hors du sol et briller comme ça était extrêmement bizarre.
Everett Wilcox
 
“FEARLESS is getting back up and fighting for what you want over and over again....even though every time you've tried before you've lost.” 
-Taylor SwiftT H E B A S I C S 
|Name|
Everett Ulysses Wilcox
|Wolf or Wolfie|
Everett's father Ulysses, had a wolf dog named Bandit who quickly formed a strong attachment to Everett. One was hardly seen without the other.
|Birth Date|
27th of June, 1997
|Age|
18
|Gender|
Male
|Sexuality|
Heterosexual
|Sexually Active|
 Let's nasty with it.
|Relationship Status|
Single? Feel free to Pm ideas
|Role|
The Athlete
A P P E A R A N C E
|In Depth Appearance|
A ruggedly handsome face. Adorned with short dark hair and even darker eyes. His 5’11 frame is covered by a lean 200 pounds worth of muscle and organs. While heavy you would never expect it. Even upon close close inspection one would think he’d he was closer to 180 pounds. A lean athletic frame that is built more on running and endurance than it is through brute power.

|Clothing Style|
Everett wears as simple of clothing as possible. Jeans, boots, and a t shirt. He understands place and time to look his best but he doesn't enjoy dressing up at all. Everett is not at all concerned with fashion, he makes just enough of an effort to be somewhat passable.
He has old University of Tennessee hat that has seen much better days. Its old, dirty and little ragged but he loves it dearly. If its not on his head or in his back pocket, something is very wrong.

|Scars, Tattoos, Piercings|
Everett has a smattering of scars on his face. Most all due to his hobbies and past times. His scars come from a short lifetime bouncing around the woods, sparing, and a little back yard football.
G E T T I N G T O K N O W M E
|Likes & Dislikes|
✔Likes
✔Fighting.
✔Training.
✔Eating more than one person should.
✔Camping.
✔Being in the woods.
✔Shooting.
✔Riding his motorcycle.
✔ Playing any type of sports.
✘Dislikes.
✘Bullies
✘Ass monkeys that look down on people.
✘People feel the need to remind him he has an accent.
✘Being told to do anything rather than being asked.
✘Being confined.
✘People who need to be at the center of attention at all times.
✘ Social Media

|Hobbies|

Mix Martial Arts.
Singing almost decently.
Working on his motorcycle.
Hunting.
Working on cars and motorcycles.
Football

|Habits|
Drinking
Singing
Smoking
If he likes you, he has his own nickname for you.
Picking on or picking fights with bullies

|Fears|

☠ Being weak
☠ Not having any sort of control over his own life.
☠ The loss of his dog Dagnasty

D E L V I N G D E E P E R
|Personality|
♦ Obsessive♦ Laid back♦ Compassionate♦ Intelligent ♦

Everett has a pretty obsessive personality. People are not often the subject of his obsessions but when something does. It's an itch he has to scratch. Fighting, Martial Arts and self defense has been the only constant thing he wants to keep learning about. A good example his obsession was a summer he read the complete works of Shakespeare. While he enjoyed it while it lasted he more than likely never revisit it.
While Everett is always willing to help people out but he has his limits. He will listen, console and give you a shoulder to cry on. All the while wearing a face that says I wanna be anywhere but here. Just because he willing too doesn't mean he wants to do it more than once. Once he has reached his limit, Everett will want nothing to do with the situation.
Intelligence is all relative. In Everett's case he is only as smart as he wants to be in any give subject. He's plenty smart enough to figure anything he wants to. The question is, does he really want too?
Overall Everett is a laid back, sweet person who wants to do the right thing and get along with everyone. His thoughts on right and wrong might be different but he really wants to do the right thing. As people get to know him they'll find a person that is slow to anger but will into rage when he gets there.

|Place of Origin|
Nashville, Tennessee.
|History|
 As a child, Everett's parents where hardly around. He was with Grandparents more often than not. His Grandparents were a different breed from a bygone era. They were old school rednecks who didn't have but worked for everything they had.
They ran a farm and as a child Everett was forced for tend the fields and tend the crops with them. Each and every day he was out there working as hard as he could.
The move to Washington wasn't as bad as it could have been. To more than a few he was some dumb hillbilly that was banging his cousins or whatever. Still even with that it wasn't as bad as if had moved to New York City.
He threw himself into sports as away of coping. He had always loved training and sparing but now he playes football. He excels at the game, playing a verity of positions in football and team captain.
His father and mother moved here to start a hunting lodge. Twenty miles outside of town, it was heaven on earth till the day came where they were both killed. It's long thought they were victims of the serial killer but it was never proven.
The lodge did wonderfully earning more money than most people thought possible. The city loved it as it helped with tourism coming in. While not rich the Wilcox family did pretty good for itself. With Everett and his Aunt Lou running it, it's only done better.
As a result of Everett's family dying, Aunt Lou came from Tennessee to watch over him and take care of the lodge. Everett and Aunt Lou have loving but combative relationship. Its uncommon to hear one threaten the other, it is an odd but deeply loving relationship.

|Extra|
Everett has a wolf dog hybrid. Its name is Leroy St. Germane Dagnasty or Dagnasty for short.
Dags is only three years old, yet he already very large. At five and half feet long and a 150 pounds, Dags is a beast of an animal. It's even more frightening to think he will only get bigger.


|Theme Song|
Fatlip– Sum41
I don't want to waste my time
become another casualty of society.
|Family|

None, both parents were killed.
Aunt Lou is not related to Everett. She's a very close family friend. Everett has always seen her as a motherly figure. 
|Transportation|

When there's decent weather or a wild hair hits.
BMW SR1000RR

All other times.
1971 Dodge Little Red Express



MY SUPERPOWER 

|Light Manipulation |
 The ability to control light. 
|Power Descrption|
 Everett can form and bend light to his will.
|Abilities|
Light constructs
Everett has the ability form objects out of light. The exact limits of it are unknown but what he does know for a fact, is that the bigger the construct the more unstable it is. There is a massive hope that one done he will be able ride a mighty Unicorn named Rocinante
Light based attacks
Everett can use light form attacks of various shapes and/or intensities, either projected, used as a part of melee attacks

|Drawbacks/Weaknesses|

Darkness can cause withdrawal like effects. At first he'll just feel bad, but as time goes on he'll get worse. From just not feeling well to being lethargic to shivering and puking, if he goes more than a few days without sun light. Death is real possibility.
The strength of his powers and their ease of use is related to the amount of sun light. For example, on a cloudless summer day, he will be at his most powerful. But, by the same token, on a dark winters night with little too no light. He would be at his weakest. In that situation he might he able to use firelight or the like to keep him going, but he won't be anywhere near as effective.
Lights constructs and attack do require his up most attention. If he gets distracted his constructs will fade and his attacks could fade or worse, they could go haywire and destroy something or someone.