Gaius Cassel *Finished*

Name: Gaius Cassel

Age: 38

Gender: Male

Physical appearance: Gaius is extremely tall and gaunt, his face is sunken and shallow. His hair is cut in a buzz cut with a well trimmed goatee. His eyes were dark and seemed to have a yellowish look about them 'the wolfs eyes' his muscles are extremely well pronounced, this is due to his wiry frame. His frame has been marked permanently by a life of eating very little and partaking in lots of physical exercise. A life he was in the Spetsnaz for a major part of is difficult to come unscathed from.

Across his body are numerous dedications to the soviet union where he was born on a small farm collective near Moscow. On his chest he has the hammer and sickle and on his chest. His eye's are almost useless to him because of an injury sustained from time in the Soviet Afghanistan war, usually his eyes are kept wrapped up tight in a bandage. His other senses are more than refined enough for him to get by without them.

He doesn't seem to have a particular age at a guess most people would say he looks between 23 and 30. He has an almost agelessness quality that has come about due to his time as a werewolf. His appearance is that of a young man. But in some way he looks older, but an exact estimate is hard to place nonetheless.

Clothing of choice: He almost always wears his fathers maroon beret from his time in Spetsnaz, his original beret was wrecked in the same attack that ruined his eyes which also fatally wounded his father. His fathers beret is there to remind him of something, mercy is weakness. Hate is God.

Added to that he wears desert camouflage fatigues. When a fight isn't expected he just wears a plain sandy colored t-shirt with it otherwise he has full rig including Jacket. His boots are always clean yet dulled down to a light gleam. Partly due to habit and partly due to some underlying O.C.D his trousers are always ironed to one sharp perfected crease down the front.

Weaponry of choice:
AK 103:
Caliber: 7.62x39mm FMJ or JHP
Payload: 30 box mag (normally carries three magazines)
Rate of Fire: Single or Full Auto at 600 rpm, black with plain iron sights. Chipped paint from various combat zones. But due to it's resilience he's never felt the need to replace it.
One twelve inch combat knife
One ballistic knife


Race: Werewolf- Youngling

Abilities: Aluminium-like skin, great weakness to blessed and silver weaponry (often fatal), regeneration (takes up to 15 posts max to regenerate major wound damage such as limb loss), agelessness, mild super strength, agility, stamina, reflexes, and durability. Ability to transform into a Lycanthrope (simply a humanoid wolf form), the ability to transform back into a human with some trouble; it is much easier to transform back and forth from the wolf from and humanoid form with the full moon.

Due to his lack of eye sight, his senses are much greater than most. He tells what's going on by smells sounds and sometimes even taste.
Also his Spetsnaz training has given him a wide range of combat abilities. Including hand to hand combat, decent ranged. And initiative to turn anything into a weapon.

Organization: None since he left Russia's armed services

Personality: He has no social skills. Emotions are unknown to him and he has only felt them once. After that he was left shattered emotionally estranged from the world. Due to being raised by his Father he only knows war and moving around with a unit of soldiers. He grew up being looked after by some of the toughest people on the planet. Eventually he was put through the tests and became one of them, he paid the price of a large piece of his humanity but gained something far more in the process. He became a true killer.
Underneath the image he shows the world he's a sociopath. He feels contempt for a brother that never met him Rodrik, their mother died giving birth to the younger child. On a visit to Italy their father decided to leave him at an orphanage deciding that the unit couldn't deal with a five year old and a baby. Combat and violence gives him no response it's not exciting or even scary to him, like most other things he has no opinion just an insatiable urge to kill. Although he does put a mask over the top of it, he disguises everything with the image of a fairly ordinary person. He has picked things to help create an 'identity' for himself that he based around the first person he ever killed. Another person put into training with him at the Spetsnaz HQ. He got to know him extremely well and when Gaius realized he'd let the walls drop something had to be done. So he killed him during a field exercise. He broke his neck then he left the body in the snow.

The experience of killing him left a scar. Which he tried to cover over by keeping the personality as his new set of walls. He appears to be easy and outgoing yet reserved. Not talking much yet quite funny when he does. A practical joker that likes to socialize, he practiced feigning interests in things like bonsai trees. Little things that created a persona based around what he knew about his old friend. The name was buried in his sub-conscious and was forgotten. Yet the personality was carried on as a new shield for the darkness withing Gaius.

Rank: None

Biography: His family never lived in one place long, they moved around with his father Kerensky's military unit. Due to a lack of socializing as a child Gaius never became good with people. Yet by observing them he learned how to feign emotions that he himself never felt, he would look at people smiling and it would occur to him that he'd never felt that way about anything. Nothing ever made him 'happy' or 'sad' he was always the same inside. Though the unit moved around a lot they were a tight knit small community. Though mainly used in reconnaissance and quick strikes against key positions. A para-military independent group. Their families were with them for one reason though, it helped stop inconvenient questions. Kerensky and the others coming and going would seem normal at first glance. Yet it was just easier on everyone for them to keep moving. It was a lot safer for everyone as well, paranoia about America and it's nuclear arms. Well nuclear arms in general,was rife. they didn't leave families for any longer than necessary so they took them with them. The families never saw battle. Yet were aware of the possibilities.

At the age of ten his mother died giving life to his younger brother who was named Rodrik by their step father. Their real dad died in action after Gaius's mum became pregnant. A friend looked after them afterwards. Although he didn't know his brother he always felt contempt for him for one reason. He saw it as Rodrik killing his mum, the sadness destroyed him. The same year Kerensky (their step father) gave him to an orphanage run by the church in Italy while on a mission there. This happened his new father explained because of two things one: the unit had enough trouble with Gaius tagging along with other slightly older kids without the need to look after a baby as well. Yet life went on and by the age of ten it was decided that Gaius would start learning how to fight and prepare for becoming a member of the unit one day.

This entailed learning how to survive in the wilderness, to move unseen through the woods while your being searched for. How to resist pain and cold, to control himself in every way possible. Kerensky realized that there was something wrong with him though, when he started to kill small animals for sport. On his eleventh birthday his father confronted him about what'd been happening. On that day he finally learned the truth about his son, about his sons condition.
“I don't ever feel anything, I do it to feel something different. It fills the void for a few hours”
Those words changed everything, after that Kerensky's new past time was teaching him the finer points of covering up the void. How to act like he felt and cared about others. He wasn't concerned that his son was a killer, it would only make things easier when he finally went into active service. But other people would shun him, if he couldn't control or hide it he could get himself killed by the others in the unit. One uncontrolled frenzy or killing one of his own and they would turn on him. He was treading on dangerous ground.

The urge to kill never left though.

At thirteen he was put through the first stage of his tests. When they were back in soviet territory in the Ukraine. He was given a knife then told to use it, there was a small time anti communist in the collective closest to them. It was a test to see how he dealt with him. So Gaius butchered him. Following him out towards the tavern it began to snow.
Gaius walked up behind him then slipped the knife up against his back the place was deserted. Getting him to walk towards a near treeline Gaius felt the urge to stab building.
Starting to stab the man Gaius couldn't stop. The knife went in and out, never slowing. Then when the blood flow ceased the body was abandoned. The void was filled for a few minutes. But then it returned deeper than ever.

He was rewarded with a chance to finally become a true Spetsnaz. A true member of the special forces. And with a secret. His step father who he looked up to was a werewolf, but he had a long time to go before he was ready to become Spetsnaz. One day though he'd not just be special forces but an immortal werewolf as well

But there was only one way he could enter the unit. He had to earn a place any way he could. But before all that came basic training. In 1983 at 17 he was sent to the Spetsnaz HQ to go through testing. It was suited to Gaius, he was emotionless, able to take in most things. He was easily molded into a soldier. Not just a killer. But the one thing that disturbed his training was a friendship he developed against all odds. With a man who's name he forgot long ago. Eventually the walls he'd developed to protect himself were broken. It scared Gaius.

During a field exercise he killed his 'friend' then he took his personality. He realized his acting and feigning of emotions wasn't good enough. He needed to have a proper identity. Proper hobbies and interests. So he began to create one based around his friend the mask of the 'new Gaius' he went back to Kerensky and the Unit changed. A joker and a people person. Yet on the inside he was still as dark as ever. He hadn't become apart of the unit but still had time to get experience then to take a place. things started to go well.

Being sent into Afghanistan was when it all went wrong. He spent spent five years in the deserts fighting against the mujahedin on an underground level. As part of special ops secret deployment. They were fairly successful and didn't take any major losses due to the hardiness of the werewolf fighter. Yet in 1989 when they were given the order to pull out. Things went from being bad to worse. Bombs on the plane sent to bring them home killed half of the unit. Kerensky got Gaius out of the way but was mortally wounded by insurgent fire. They were outsmarted, it was nothing more than a massacre. Lying in the dirt with his eyes ruined by fire with his once gleaming beret badge warped and distorted. With his beret in tatters he was dying he thought, everything had gone dark. His eyes were useless. But he heard the screams of the families. And as he lay dying breathing his last breath he felt his father bite into his leg. As people fought and died around him he became infused with life. Yet for a reason he never knew his eyes never healed like the rest of him.
At that moment back up finally arrived. More soldiers had come to see what was going on. They were met with more fire. the insurgents were fought off yet the death toll was high. A small section of the report concerned him
The official report stated:

Only one member of unit codenamed wolf pack survived. Designated unit T2-5B real name classified. Witnesses say he grabbed T1-5A's (real name classified) beret and refused to let it go, even after he was taken to the nearest medic. It appears that his mental state was permanently damaged by the event, his only link to his old life and identity is the maroon beret. After this event then we have lost contact with him. The twelve man unit now has only one scion. Intelligence lost track of him in 1990, his movements became erratic after the Berlin wall came down. In 1991 he was spotted in Japan. It's unknown what he's been doing but sighting patterns suggests one thing. He's looking for something

Current Status- Unknown
Current Location- Unknown

RP sample:
Gaius stepped in through the snow, lightly taking stock of the situation he grimaced. KGB still wanted to have words with him. After what happened in Afghanistan there was lot's of unanswered questions, he didn't want to have anything to do with them though. Things had been good for him. His skills in combat had been appreciated in the Yakuza. He had been highly respected by the crime lords. Yet they couldn't give him what he wanted. He wanted home. But he never had a home. Only battle was a familiar place for him.
Gazing across at the two armed KGB agents he listened. He'd been in the Scottish highlands for two weeks and they'd found him already. They were on his case constantly. Every breathe seemed to make a ghostly image of the them flash in his head. It was invigorating.

"So lads what do you want" his voice showed only boredom "I haven't killed you because that would get more of you on my case"

"We haven't been told that, only that you're to be taken alive" the agent was obviously the more senior. His breath wasn't shallow or forced. His heart hadn't raised above 85 beats a minute. He was sued to it the other one though...

"Just leave me alone"

"We can't do that" the other one said, the timbre of his voice betrayed a note of fear.

"Then die" He ran forwards. The crunching of the snow echoed out like a sonar highlighting the landscape in the otherwise darkness of his mind.
His foot slid around the younger of the two's legs. tripping him up he ducked underneath the traveling fist of the other one. His knife licked out into the mans stomach. his ballistic knife came out and pointed towards the other ones throat. He pressed the button.
"too slow, you're both disappointments. Too soft for war"
Hearing the exhale of his opponent on the end of the knife Gaius's expression stayed plain. The sound of his voice constant. Violence broke down the walls he created.

It's a solid sheet overall but a few things need to be addressed here.

1. You're using a silver bladed glove as a Youngling. That stuff is ridiculously toxic to all werewolves but especially the younger ones so you're more likely than not shooting yourself in the foot using that unless you add in additional detail explaining why the silver never comes in contact with your skin.

2. It's difficult to pull off a blind character properly on an RP forum without edging into godmod territory. That being said, you've already proven yourself to be a capable roleplayer during your time here so you've definitely got the potential to pull it off. All I'm saying is it'll be a challenge so tread carefully.

3. You mention that he has mild OCD tendencies in the appearance section but make no mention of them in his personality section. Do me a solid and add in a bit more detail on it in the personality.

4. The bio is where I start taking issue with things. First, in WW2 Alucard was straight up astounded to see a living werewolf (The Captain) and believed they'd gone extinct long ago. The idea of an entire unit of them existing during the 80s is rather odd without explanation. It's not impossible, but we need some sort of explanation.

5. Once again an issue with the bio, you mention Gaius' eyes being ruined in the attack that wiped out his unit but the dude's a werewolf. His regeneration might not be Captain level overkill but given the 20 some years since then the eyes should have healed. Going off that, your bio puts Gaius at age 19 at the time of the attack that killed his father. If he was made a werewolf just before that mission he'd still look like a 19 year old kid in present day as werewolves never exhibited any shapeshifting outside of their human to wolf schtick. Once again, nothing necessarily wrong with a 19 year old looking dude, but we need some clarity to address when he became a wolf so we know what he really looks like.

Same thing with that glove. Where would he get such a thing, anyway? Want some detail on the gun, as well: Model, extras, how much ammunition you're carrying at a time, etc.

OCD not mentioned, as stated before, and not really any personality at all. There's really nothing more to him than that? You already say he feels contempt for his brother, but why? He never even met him; what could he have done to him? Hoping the one time of feels is explained in biography.

Biography addresses the same emotion issues. Why was he like this? What made him so apathetic?

I don't understand why a child is tagging along with a military unit. Are they actually having him follow them into combat? I don't get why he stayed and his brother was dumped at the Vatican; he's still pretty young.

Bio mentions skills not listed in abilities. Copy them up there, if you would.

Why is killing animals a problem for his soldier father? Just means he's getting experience for killing people, as far as I can tell.

Why is this teenager a super soldier? I seriously don't think the Soviets are sending in kids to do their dirty work, even if they are trained.

Same issue with an all werewolf squad.

Really not liking the "child prodigy" feel I'm getting off him later in the biography. Youngest ever, put into active duty as a 15 year old, already murdered a guy in the "perfect crime" at 13.

Same thing about regeneration. Why do they assume he went to America? Why would he just decide to work for the Mafia and the Yakuza? That makes no sense. For that matter, why just leave Russia? I need some explanation on all this. Nothing in his personality or the biography seem to indicate any "Why?" to all that.

Sample has to be from the current character. Also, no social post there.

Sorry I didn't get around to changing it after Anderson said. I guess it wasn't as finished as I thought it was!

Changes made.

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With the updates it looks much better.

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