Larcan Padraig O'Callaghan (READY)

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Larcan Padraig O'Callaghan

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" i'm on the pursuit of happiness and i know, everything that shines ain't always gonna be gold. i'll be fine once i get it. i'll be gooooood"[/center]

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MYCBOXNAMEIS : REMZ
HOWDIDYOUFINDUS?: Sloan
IALSOPLAY: Chandi Kali Durga

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MYNAMEIS : Larcan Padraig O'Callaghan (Don't bring up my middle name or I may have to bruise that pretty face of yours)
CALLME : Larcan or if you are the kind that likes to gravel I'll be fine with you calling me Boss.

IAM : twenty- two
BORNON : April 17th

GENDER: Male
ILIKE : Women
SPECIES : Shifter
SHIFTERFORM: leopard

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MYTWIN : Chris Pine

PHYSICALDESCRIPTION :
Larcan is 6'1" and weighs about 165lbs. He has lighter skin like his father. Larcan somehow managed to get baby blue eyes with his dark air - adding of course to his appeal to women. He's knows he's handsome but thinks women mostly love him because of his strong animal pheromones. He works out so is in top shape.

In his leopard form he has shiny pearls for fangs. He has mastered the skill of perfect stillness to add to his stealth - but of course like all cats, his tail is untameable. His paws are large and good for swatting. There is something about the pattern of his fur that almost mimics the slither of snake which he knows is a touch of his father's genes.

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ILOVE : 5+ likes

• Beer, I always have a can of Bud around
  
• My cigs - don't hide them for me or I will get revenge - if you are as smart as you look you won't pull a fast one on me because you'll know my bite is even worse than my bark.
  
• I like women with Sass - yeah that stands for a sexy a$$
  
• My siblings. They defiantly pull on my nerves but in the end I'll go down in a fight for any of them.
  
• My dogs Butch and Lola my Bull Mastiffs. Don't mess with them unless you'd enjoy life as a cripple best.
  
• Speed - and I mean fast cars, but hey I'm open to whatever especially if its free.
  
• My motorcycle, no one can speak the language of love better than her - I call her Tiff
  
• I collect lighters and swiss army knives, you can never have too many so don't try to tell me otherwise.
  

IHATE : 5+ dislikes

• Needy chicks - If I wanted a baby girl I'd be your daddy.. but I'm not. I like bein' called the love machine, not pops.
  
• People who steal from my stash - whether it be food or somethin' else. If it's mine, keep your greedy hands off it. You know what they do in the middle east to people caught stealing? They cut off your limbs.. I think more countries should embrace that policy.
  
• People - namely my sisters and pmsing chicks nagging me. Maybe I want to have some scruff. If it's too rough for you maybe you shouldn't be playin' with the big boys.
  
• My middle name. I would have taken the name Douche any day... anything sounds good next to Padraig and that is fact.
  
• Coconut. Who the heck thought it was ok to scrape the inside of the wooden wanna be fruit and sprinkle it on things?!
  
• Leeches, no one likes a parasite - especially blood sucking, heartless fiends people know as vampires.
  
• Girls who are too easy, if you want sell yourself I can't afford you and I'm outta of your league
  
• Being awake at 3 in the afternoon and being asleep at 3am. Call me a night owl but I run on a different clock.
  

GOODSTUFF : 3+ strengths

• Perseverance (nothin' gonna stop me)
  
• Wooing ladies - there is somethin' charming about my smile and my eyes. Not sure but it drives the women crazy.
  
• Self-reliant - I need no one to wipe my nose or tie my shoes.
  

BADSTUFF : 3+ weaknesses

• Rebellious - sometimes a strength but usually just gets me into trouble. There is something about authority and obeying orders that I personally don't like. Sure others like to be dogs and follow the boss, but not me... I make my own rules.
  
• Insensitive - I often forget that not everyone is wired like me.
  
• Distant/aloof - I frequently live in my own world and I block out what I don't want to see or hear.
  

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BORNIN : Dublin, Ireland
LIVINGIN : Forks, Washington

FAMILY :
Mother - Melissa Turay - deceased
Father - Patrick James O'Callaghan, 43 single
Twin - Chloe O'Callaghan
Older brother - Reece O'Callaghan
Younger sister - Nicola O'Callaghan
Younger brother - Ronan O'Callaghan
Younger sister - Gemma O'Callaghan
Uncle - Dillon Turay

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FULLHISTORY:

Larcan as well as his twin sister Chloe were born in 22 years ago to his parents Melissa and Patrick in Dublin, Ireland. He had a brother 3 years his elder and would later come to have 2 more sisters and a brother. His parents thought it was a great idea to give him the middle name Padraig which is another form of Patrick. They thought it was a great way to give tribute to his da, Patrick without being repetitive. Larcan knew that his parents were plain wrong though. There hasn't been a week of peace when one of his siblings, or some stupid kid who learned his middle name decided to mock him for it. People often thought it was hilarious to make references to him and drag queens, his siblings on the other hand loved to milk the fun of torturing him with patty pancakes. This was the beginning of the end for Larcan's sweet as sugar baby days. He soon turned into a bitter child that was willing to do anything to prove he was tough, not to be messed with and definitely not one who could be mistaken for a drag queen or patty pancakes.


When Larcan and Chloe were 5 their parents made them join their older brother Reece at Catholic school. Larcan decided no place on earth came closer to Hell that that place. Sure the nuns were nice, expect when they weren't and they'd slap his knuckles with their rulers. He always made sure to watch their faces, some honestly looked pained to have to punish him, but there were a few that seemed to enjoy it and that really ticked him off. The ones that enjoyed it also thought they were clever for getting him in trouble for things that loopholes offered no escape from their punishment.

Larcan always got along well with Chloe. There was something about being twins, that innate bond that just always brought them back together no matter how hard they fought and no matter what insults they flung at each other. Reece on the other hand was controlling - at least when it came to him and he hated it. He couldn't understand why his life needed to be dictated by him just because he was older. Though the tension between him and his older brother was always there, and probably always will be, in his heart he loves his brother and would take a bullet for him if the need arose. Larcan and his younger brother Ronan are always in cahoots with each other and together they make quite the obnoxious pair of hooligans. As for his younger sisters, he loves them. He may take his anger out on them at times and act like a jerk but for the most part his softer side comes out more with them than with anyone else - well besides his dogs and Tiff his beloved motorcycle.


When Larcan was 8 he got his first swiss army knife to go on a camping trip with his dad, brothers and grandfather. He was hooked from that moment on. He couldn't get over the feeling of empowerment of holding the blade. Not only was it a knife but with a flick of the wrist it could change. It made him feel like a super hero, hiding multiple tricks up his sleeve. He often would play out his dreams of being a super hero using his knife. His ma of course was not thrilled that her 8 year son had a knife that he wouldn't put down but taking it away from him only made him act up even more. Ever since he has been collecting swiss army knives and always carries one on his person.

When Larcan was 9 his mother took him and his siblings to one of her friend's birthday parties because she couldn't find a babysitter. His mother was trying to bribe him to stay quiet and be good at this public event so she gave each of them a treat from the table at the party. The treat that Larcan received was a coconut snowball, of course his mother failed to tell him that it was coconut. All he heard was snowball treat so he shoved it in his mouth. The big grin on his rosy cheeks soon vanished as he realized that the treat was not delicious and scrumptious as promised but vile and repulsive. He immediately wanted to hurl it up but not wanting to ruin the old lady's floor or birthday party (he wasn't a complete a$$ yet) covered his mouth trying to hold it in as he ran through the house looking for a safe place to let it out. Larcan only magnified the problem for when he tasted his mucus in combination with the coconut made him gag causing his to puke all over the lady's new birthday dress she happened to be wearing. There was no mercy for him for his mother didn't believe until years later that it was really an accident and only occurred because she had given him such a horrible treat.

When he was 12 his parents now trusted Reece to keep the other children under control, or at least keep their mischief contained to their property. His parents went on a date to spend some much needed time together without their 6 kids. That night changed his life in more ways then he could ever realize. His parents were ambushed by a blood thirsty coven of vampire. Patrick a snake shifter was not strong enough to defend himself and his wife (a leopard shifter). Melissa was murdered that night leaving Patrick no choice but to run. He couldn't bare the idea of his kids growing up as orphans, though the memory will always haunt him. A day doesn't go by that his father doesn't wish it was him who had died that night and not Melissa. Larcan though he understands why his father ran, and why his father couldn't defeat a coven of vampires he cannot get over the grudge he holds still. The grudge of an angry heart that his father's weakness is the reason he and his siblings had to live without their mother.

The strain of loosing their mother in some ways brought the family closer but in many ways tore them apart. His father wasn't sure what he could do to help his kids grieve and cope with the situation. His solution was to move the family to America, far away from the memories of their mother, of their childhood, of anything that might trigger thoughts on what they had loss. The truth though was that vampires were continuing to threaten Patrick and his family, this and the convincing of his brother-law finally triggered him to take the initiative to move across the ocean. Larcan was not happy with his father's decision to move and no matter how much he voiced his opinion angrily his father pressed forward, hoping that in the long run it would be the best decision.

This was the year that Larcan got into drugs, drinking and triggered his addiction to nicotine. He did it to forget, he did it to mask the pain he felt but nothing could truly ease his sorrows. Forks Washington was a dead beat place compared to the bustling city of Dublin he had called home up until now. He convinced himself his addictions were just the only way to have fun, to keep his mind busy and enjoy life with his surroundings were so dull.

When he was 16 he by the beach gettin tipsy away from the eye of his father when he just couldn't control his anger. He thought it was the beer. Larcan was scared at how angry he felt, it was more intense than he'd ever felt and he couldn't pinpoint anything in particular to trigger such an outburst. He then realized that he was growing hair and his body soon morphed into a large leopard. After a few minutes of freaking out he heard a voice in his head, very distinct, very familiar - it was his brother Reece shouting "stay calm, stay calm". Larcan spun around trying to see where his brother was calling to him from when he realized his voice was inside his head. A few minutes later Reece appeared from behind him in the woods in his own Leopard form. "Where were you? Were you in my head? Get out! Get out!" Larcan yelled at his brother. Reece laughed and explained things to him, including the fact that their Uncle Dillon - the same that convinced their father to move them to America had been the one training in the ways of being a leopard. They then found Chloe who also had gone through the change that same day.

The next few years Larcan found himself becoming more of a jerk as his impulsive, uncontrollable anger led him to voice insults he normally would only mutter under his tongue. He almost felt like he was going through a second puberty as his anger raged within him and his love for girl increased. Larcan was a bit horrified that in the end he'd had to "mate" with just one because he'd imprint and lose most interest in others. He couldn't see such an event in his future but his brother and uncle told him it was eminent. The struggle for control between him and his older brother increased as he believed that any edge Reece may have had went out the window after he was able to shift. The tension between him and his father increased as non of the advice or admonishions given to him went through one ear and out the other, believing that in the end his leopard shifting skills made him superior. In the end being able to shift made him so cocky you would think he was a rooster - not a leopard.

After high school Larcan left the house and got his own place. A tiny, trashy joint but it was his and he had the power to make the rules which was all he needed. He didn't go to college like his brother and sister, instead he decided to just take on a variety of jobs, just making enough to get by. He has goals but doesn't ever share them with the family because he doesn't like them judging him or having an idea that seems good to him be shot down.

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RPSAMPLE:

Completely entranced, utterly captivated, and uncontrollably gravitated is the only way Sienna could even begin to describe the emotions that were stirring up in her about Yasha Fedot. She had only known him for maybe 15 minutes, yet somehow their connection went deeper than that. It had happened so fast that it bewildered and scared her but she couldn’t deny that more than anything she wanted him to like her. She couldn’t describe why she felt this way or how she had managed to have these feelings so quickly but yet there they were.
His accent was warm and rich. It might just have been Sienna’s imagination but she though she could hear it more pronounced as he went on. When he said that at times he almost felt dead, she could see that he had been through a lot. Usually pain is enough to remind people that they are alive, but perhaps he’d been in pain so long he’d just become numb to all feeling. Then he said that he felt young again, that life was coming back to him. Her heart began to race, her breathing began to slow, and her mouth too parted just slightly. Sienna was felt heat surge through her body. Her right hand was still gently on his face, her other lightly on his shoulder. The hand on his face, rubbed against his cheek as it went up to his hair. She wasn’t sure how this was happening but she couldn’t resist leaning in after he had begun towards her. A tiny, side smile curled as she realized what was going on.
When he pulled back, it was abrupt and her mind was racing, trying to fathom why he’d stop. She wondered if she had done something wrong. Had she imagined him leaning in? Was her who had actually started? Had she made him uncomfortable? Sienna felt horrible. Her arms folded across her chest. Yasha began to explain. Sienna looked away but her ears were attentive, straining to pick up on any subtle hints his voices to give as further explanation to what happened and what had gone wrong.
Yasha sounded as if he was embarrassed. He seemed to think that he had been wrong to make a move so soon. Sienna agreed in her head, that is was soon but she didn’t care. Her eyes may only have known him for 20 minutes, but her heart was telling her that she had always known him. Her mind told her she was absolutely nuts for falling for this stranger, this tiger at what seemed like a drop of a hat. Sienna’s mind was quoting Shakespeare – as always the romantic was eager to come out. “Journeys end at lovers meetings” – was he the love she had always dreamed of having? Yasha was apparently a 50 year old man in a 20 year old’s body but she didn’t care. There was something about him, besides his beautiful face and exotic accent that made her crave to have him as her own. Shakespeare said that “Love is blind” and at that moment she believed it for all she could see were his eyes and they spoke volumes to her.
Sienna was surprised how her mind was going on and on about love. She had just met him. Even if this was love how could she recognize such a feeling? Sienna had never been in love before. She figured once again her heart was playing tricks on her, exaggerating a crush which is all this could be. What else could a meeting with a stranger in the woods amount to? Then again, whatever this was, it frightened her heart to think what could happen if she imprinted on someone else, but was in love with another?
Her heart, her hormones, her beastly instinct whatever it was – was aching for Yasha to finish what he started. She unconsciously took a step, getting close to him again. “Why are you making this complicated? Everyone has baggage Yasha” of course he had no idea how much, but from her perspective, from the gravity she couldn’t fight she did care. “I know what it’s like to not be able to trust people… to have a wall so high no one would dare climb it, just taking one glance at it” her voice was becoming even softer than her usual timid tone “but like you here I am… trusting a random stranger” she wanted to add ‘with my heart’ but resisted, afraid that he would back away from her feeling overwhelmed by her female emotions. She wanted to say that he wouldn’t have to fear for her if he stuck around but again didn’t want to scare him off. Her voice was now no more than a whisper “Yasha, I would” she tried to answer his doubting questions of whether she was interested.
He had said that he was a disaster. Sienna was so close to him now that she grabbed his arms, trying to gently pull herself closer to him “maybe I’m here to rescue you, maybe I’m your life boat, maybe you should just grab on and stop yourself from sinking ..” her eyes were closing as she finished “don’t give up Yasha” she leaned forward, hoping harder than she had ever hoped before that he would just kiss her.


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