Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on May 4, 2007 21:59:21 GMT -5
Name: Franco Hasel Sol
Gender: Male
Age: 100 (Appears to be in the young twenties)
Time at TMA: 5 years
Class: um... clawyoutodeathclass
Race: Werewolf
Weapon info: Claws, teeth, and blunt hitting objects
Special Abilities: Access into Hammerspace, increased senses
Background: A little pre-background background: Franco's father was a werewolf that died shortly after getting his mother pregnant, leaving his mother (human) in an extremely bad position. They were not, for one, married when she became pregnant, and she was also from a very well-to-do French family, while Franco's father was of Germanic origin with not a piece of land to his name. Back then there was almost nothing for pregnant women without husbands; it was simply absolute shame. Her family cruelly demanded she get rid of the baby at once or get out of the house. Only five weeks pregnant, Axelle Sol fled her estate and the city, heading east.
This was a very stupid thing to do. Women did not travel back then, especially pregnant women, and she probably would have died from her impulsive decision if the pack of Franco's father had not been watching her. They told Axelle they would take care of her if she became a werewolf with them. Out of choices, Axelle joined the pack soon after and gave birth to Franco on the outskirts of Strasbourg, France, right near the German border in 1907.
Franco grew up in the surrounding wilderness with his pack, being raised with an informal and often contradicting education of being both werewolf and human for both worlds. Unfortunately he was born in an age of war, and he was only seven when World War I started. The werewolves of his pack were not ones to be bothered by affairs of humans (except to sometimes bite them or maybe go mingle in extremely rare situations) but even at a young age Franco wanted to help, pretending to be a valiant soldier in the way young boys often did.
He got his chance in the 1940's. The depression had come and passed, and Nazi Germany and its World War II had sunk its teeth into the Alsace area of France. Even deep in the forest where Franco and the other werewolves lived, you could smell the eye-stinging smoke and chemicals of the burning Strasbourg nearby. Nazis had added a whole new element to the art of killing: tanks were an invention both horrible and strong. Guns and bombs were being honed to tiny machines of large area death. Claws and teeth, so fearsome in the superstitious Dark Age world, seemed to shrink in comparison.
In 1940, halfly because of a large fight with his pack, Franco joined the French Resistance. France was German occupied, but he worked hard to assist Allied soldiers and people in need use the 'underground' to stay alive. Situations were harsh. All of France was a hostage to the Nazis. When a Nazi of any rank died, the others of the village would choose at least five innocent people of any age and torture and kill them in front of the town, claiming it was the French Resistance that made them go to such measures. Or they'd simply burn a whole town to the ground and slaughter the people at any whiff of resistance. Franco saw things he had never wanted to see there, but it matured him. As mature as Franco got, anyway.
During the war he'd often be assigned to go into German territory on sabotage missions, using his werewolf skills for extraordinary stealth (though the Resistance didn't know he was a werewolf). It was a long and bloody time, and at the end he stayed for a while in Finland before finally coming over to the United States of America. From 1951 to 2000 he just kind of country hopped, nothing exotic, got a job now and then. (I swear, Franco has attention span problems) Being a werewolf might be fun at nightclubs, but somehow he ended up in TMA.
Physical Description: Franco is of average height, maybe a little on the tall side, though back when he was young his height was considered quite tall. People just seem to increase in height over the years. His eyes are a liquid amber hue, and his hair is a bright coppery orange color, like half-molten brass. Usually that hair is pulled into a loose bun at his nape, or maybe a ponytail if he's in a hurry.
Franco actually wears very old styled clothes: a dark tail coat with a high white collar and dark dress pants. One of his most distinguishing accessories is his top hat with a small spring of some plant in the corner, which he wears for good luck. Even so, Franco is anything but old fashioned, and his sleeves are always pushed up to the elbows. Under his top hat are two orangey wolf ears that he has grown quite proficient at hiding over the years. Maybe because his mother became a werewolf while he was still developing, or just for some other random reason, he can't get rid of them in human form.
Personality: Franco has always been a very emotional person, but over his long life he's subconsciously decided it's better to suppress that kind of thing. Usually he is very sarcastic and even a trifle cynical, especially about people in general, but he wouldn't pass up a chance to play a joke or scare the bejeesus out of someone. Franco can be selfish and gets angry very easily. Any emotional response he deems embarrassing is often quickly replaced by anger on his part, making him seem kind of hotheaded.
As for hobbies, Franco enjoys teaching students, gambling, and watching anime. The only time you'd probably see Franco cry would be when he is on the floor rug in his room watching some anime character die while eating a tub of ice cream.
Students: Rhea
Gender: Male
Age: 100 (Appears to be in the young twenties)
Time at TMA: 5 years
Class: um... clawyoutodeathclass
Race: Werewolf
Weapon info: Claws, teeth, and blunt hitting objects
Special Abilities: Access into Hammerspace, increased senses
Background: A little pre-background background: Franco's father was a werewolf that died shortly after getting his mother pregnant, leaving his mother (human) in an extremely bad position. They were not, for one, married when she became pregnant, and she was also from a very well-to-do French family, while Franco's father was of Germanic origin with not a piece of land to his name. Back then there was almost nothing for pregnant women without husbands; it was simply absolute shame. Her family cruelly demanded she get rid of the baby at once or get out of the house. Only five weeks pregnant, Axelle Sol fled her estate and the city, heading east.
This was a very stupid thing to do. Women did not travel back then, especially pregnant women, and she probably would have died from her impulsive decision if the pack of Franco's father had not been watching her. They told Axelle they would take care of her if she became a werewolf with them. Out of choices, Axelle joined the pack soon after and gave birth to Franco on the outskirts of Strasbourg, France, right near the German border in 1907.
Franco grew up in the surrounding wilderness with his pack, being raised with an informal and often contradicting education of being both werewolf and human for both worlds. Unfortunately he was born in an age of war, and he was only seven when World War I started. The werewolves of his pack were not ones to be bothered by affairs of humans (except to sometimes bite them or maybe go mingle in extremely rare situations) but even at a young age Franco wanted to help, pretending to be a valiant soldier in the way young boys often did.
He got his chance in the 1940's. The depression had come and passed, and Nazi Germany and its World War II had sunk its teeth into the Alsace area of France. Even deep in the forest where Franco and the other werewolves lived, you could smell the eye-stinging smoke and chemicals of the burning Strasbourg nearby. Nazis had added a whole new element to the art of killing: tanks were an invention both horrible and strong. Guns and bombs were being honed to tiny machines of large area death. Claws and teeth, so fearsome in the superstitious Dark Age world, seemed to shrink in comparison.
In 1940, halfly because of a large fight with his pack, Franco joined the French Resistance. France was German occupied, but he worked hard to assist Allied soldiers and people in need use the 'underground' to stay alive. Situations were harsh. All of France was a hostage to the Nazis. When a Nazi of any rank died, the others of the village would choose at least five innocent people of any age and torture and kill them in front of the town, claiming it was the French Resistance that made them go to such measures. Or they'd simply burn a whole town to the ground and slaughter the people at any whiff of resistance. Franco saw things he had never wanted to see there, but it matured him. As mature as Franco got, anyway.
During the war he'd often be assigned to go into German territory on sabotage missions, using his werewolf skills for extraordinary stealth (though the Resistance didn't know he was a werewolf). It was a long and bloody time, and at the end he stayed for a while in Finland before finally coming over to the United States of America. From 1951 to 2000 he just kind of country hopped, nothing exotic, got a job now and then. (I swear, Franco has attention span problems) Being a werewolf might be fun at nightclubs, but somehow he ended up in TMA.
Physical Description: Franco is of average height, maybe a little on the tall side, though back when he was young his height was considered quite tall. People just seem to increase in height over the years. His eyes are a liquid amber hue, and his hair is a bright coppery orange color, like half-molten brass. Usually that hair is pulled into a loose bun at his nape, or maybe a ponytail if he's in a hurry.
Franco actually wears very old styled clothes: a dark tail coat with a high white collar and dark dress pants. One of his most distinguishing accessories is his top hat with a small spring of some plant in the corner, which he wears for good luck. Even so, Franco is anything but old fashioned, and his sleeves are always pushed up to the elbows. Under his top hat are two orangey wolf ears that he has grown quite proficient at hiding over the years. Maybe because his mother became a werewolf while he was still developing, or just for some other random reason, he can't get rid of them in human form.
Personality: Franco has always been a very emotional person, but over his long life he's subconsciously decided it's better to suppress that kind of thing. Usually he is very sarcastic and even a trifle cynical, especially about people in general, but he wouldn't pass up a chance to play a joke or scare the bejeesus out of someone. Franco can be selfish and gets angry very easily. Any emotional response he deems embarrassing is often quickly replaced by anger on his part, making him seem kind of hotheaded.
As for hobbies, Franco enjoys teaching students, gambling, and watching anime. The only time you'd probably see Franco cry would be when he is on the floor rug in his room watching some anime character die while eating a tub of ice cream.
Students: Rhea