PETROPOULOS, lysander iakobos

[Lysander Petropoulos]

NAME :: Lysander Iakobos Petropoulos
AGE :: 23
BIRTHDAY :: May 18
RACE :: Lycanthrope
FACE CLAIM :: Ben Barnes
HEIGHT :: 5'10"
WEIGHT :: 163lb
EYE COLOR :: Dark Brown
HAIR COLOR :: Brown
MARKINGS :: Dark splotch-shaped birthmark on his left inner thigh; freckles on his arms and chest
FATHER :: Takis, 59, Lycan (adoptive)
MOTHER :: Artemis, 60, Lycan (adoptive)
GUARDIAN :: N/A
SIBLING(S) :: Orion, 17 (would be 20), Lycan (adoptive brother)
Icarus, 25, Lycan (adoptive brother)
OTHER RELATION(S) :: N/A; doesn't know his birth parents and considers his adoptive family as his true family

LIKES :: Men, swimming, summer days, music, leather, kids, collecting smooth stones, ships, learning, running, freedom, dreams, stories, travel, smiling, laughter
DISLIKES :: Murder, negativity, heights, the dark, hatred, deep wounds, spicy food, loneliness, disrespect, irritating women, flirting, overt romancing, sneaky people
DEEPEST SECRET :: Lysander's younger brother, Orion, died in Lysander's arms. Lysander has no recollection of that evening, and blames himself for the death of his brother because of his inability to remember why and how he arrived there.
HABITS :: Chewing on hangnails, tapping his toes against the ground when standing still, playing with his hair, looking in mirrors
FLAWS :: Blames himself for the death of Orion, feels the need to always take blame, cocky, pottymouth, sometimes presumptuous, self-deprecating
POSITIVE ATTRIBUTES :: Reliable, responsible, caring (most of the time), understanding, doesn't judge others for their misdeeds, accepting

HISTORY :: Lysander was born somewhere in Terrinth around twenty-three years ago. His mother--or father, maybe; he'd never know for sure--gave him to the earth, however. Literally. He was found in the middle of a wheat field by a humble human farmer. When his race was revealed to be inhuman (only after several weeks of behavior absolutely bizarre for any human infant), he was taken off the hands of the human farmer and adopted by the loving lycan man and lycan woman whom he now calls "father" and "mother." He has an older brother of two years named Icarus, who has always been a mentor and dear friend, and also a younger brother by three years named Orion.

For a long time, Lysander lived in happiness with his family. His mother and father are both kindhearted, caring people who raised him the right way--to have a strong sense of justice, a deep respect for peers and elders alike, and to love the world and the people within it. Lysander found deep, strong friendships in school and in his brothers. Lysander, over the years, learned how to cook, hunt and farm with his family, and throughout his life has been dedicated to them.

Lysander and Orion were closer than most siblings with their age difference. The fights they had were few and far between, not to mention petty, silly and quite easily mended. They were thick as thieves in a way only a middle son and youngest son can be.

Three years ago, at dawn, his seventeen-year-old brother died of blood loss. He had been fatally wounded by an unidentified weapon during the night, and his change back into human form did absolutely everything to hurt him further. He died in Lysander's arms. Lysander, however, has no recollection at all of how he arrived there that morning, nor why he was there. His lack of memory has driven him to believe that he killed his brother, and ever since that day he has lived in self-hatred.

Orion would be twenty now, if it weren't for Lysander. He's convinced of that fact.

Lysander and Icarus have been very close since their childhood. They share a very different relationship than the one Lysander and Orion shared. Icarus is the only one that knows just how deeply rooted are the guilt and self-hatred Lysander now lives with. He is the only one Lysander trusts to help him, yet not to tell another breathing soul. Since Orion's death, Lysander has been leaning on his brother to help him stay sane and avoid being consumed by the blame and guilt he puts himself through. Icarus keeps Lysander safe from his emotional craving to be punished for everything he firmly believes he has done.


ROLE PLAY SAMPLE ::

work. work was getting up at four in the morning for five dreadful sunrises a week. work was trudging sleepily through the house, trying to wake up enough to be able to drive safely. work was speaking about things he barely knew anything about into a speaker to be broadcasted nationwide to people going to the office in the unholy hours of the early morning. work was surviving on coffee and the caffeine-laden british tea in the office. work was taking tiny naps during commercials and during the weather broadcast. work was so tedious, so irritating. sometimes, gabriel hated work.

but gabriel really did love his work, despite these hindrances and downsides. he was in love with radio news. he had been for years. he wouldn't rather do anything else with his life than rant into a microphone about the latest political election or the most recent award-winning book series. often, he didn't know what he was talking about. god knows he hadn't read sense and sensibility, but if the movie remake won an oscar, he'd talk about it. it was his job, and he loved it. work was the fresh air of the dawn. work was the laughter during the morning talk show with his colleagues. work was bringing in breakfast for his friends and coffee for his acquaintances. work made gabriel a better person.

that morning, he'd finished the early morning news report and was looking over the plan for the rest of the day. he'd been told by his boss that a senior student from the wingate academy was coming to start an internship, but didn't bother worrying about it until he needed to. after all, why concern yourself with something that hasn't come up yet? when the intern came, he'd do his job and show the kid around, maybe give him a few things to do. until then, he was going to go about his business as per usual.

a quiet voice interrupted gabriel's inspection of his schedule. so, the intern was here. rhys. he vaguely remembered being told the name and wondered how he could have forgotten it; it was pretty atypical. he glanced up to seek out the origin of the voice. when he laid eyes on rhys, all he could do was blink.

if there was ever a gorgeous kid, it was this one. he was probably some kind of ethereal being, but that hardly made gabriel think he was any less breathtaking. he stared up at the student from his desk for a good thirty seconds before realizing how rude that was. immediately, he stood up, waving cheerfully. "hey! i'm gabriel. you're in the right place, don't worry. you're the wingate kid, right? i have your stuff here." he gestured at his desk. "the big boss is hardly ever really around, so just come to me if you need anything. we're not broadcasting for another hour, so you can just hang around for a while."

he reached down to grab the information file and handbook for interns, holding them out to the boy before him. "welcome to work," he grinned, chuckling.

ALIAS :: Toasty
EXPERIENCE :: 5 years, ish
CHARACTERS :: No others yet!
HOW YOU FOUND US :: A lovely advertisement on Bad Romance
HOW ARE YOU DOING? FAN-FREAKIN'-TABULOUS, WHICH IS MORE THAN I CAN SAY FOR THE CHEATERS WHO THOUGHT THEY COULD OUTSMART MAMA ELLIE.

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Welcome to HIWIC, Toasty! Sorry about the WIP mess earlier - a lot of sites don't allow you to post unfinished applications, so most of us aren't used to seeing them. xD Lysander seems like a sad, heartbroken character - hopefully someone will come around and help him get past the guilt of not knowing how his brother Orion died. I love that Lys learned how to be a good person from his adoptive parents, too. Make sure to post in the face claims ( if you haven't already ;] ), and then you'll be all set! If you ever have any problems, or if you just feel the need to point out an admin derp ( yes, we admins have our derpy moments just like everyone else ), don't hesitate to take it up with Em or myself. x]