Post by embry call on Nov 7, 2008 11:44:03 GMT -5
EMBRY CALL
“throw it away, forget yesterday, we’ll make the great escape. They won’t hear a word we say, they don’t know us anyway.”
“throw it away, forget yesterday, we’ll make the great escape. They won’t hear a word we say, they don’t know us anyway.”
WELL IT RAINS AND IT POURS
WHEN YOU’RE OUT ON YOUR OWN
WHEN YOU’RE OUT ON YOUR OWN
YOUR NAME: Sora[/size]
YOUR AGE: sixteen
YOUR EXPERIENCE: four to five years and counting.
YOUR TALENT: Embry Call wandered through the forest. He was going unbelievably slow for his werewolf abilities, but he wasn’t interested in speed. Not at the moment, anyway. Embry stopped, he could hear the delicate footprints of the humans that walked along first beach, chatting carelessly as if they had no ideas of the dangers that were so close to them. He phased back into his human form and untied the small ribbon on his ankle that held his clothes. He pulled his pants on and tossed his shirt over his head. He gave his hair a slight toss and ran his hand through it, pushing his bangs from his eyes. Embry sighed and closed his eyes I need a haircut he decided, smiling slightly before stepping out into the open beach. His bare feet dragged through the sand and he kicked it up slightly every so often. He wasn’t watching where he was going, and there was absolutely nothing to do besides wait for Sam’s orders.
The tall, Quileute boy sat down on the driftwood log. It was farther from the humans who played on the beach, yet with his wolf-like hearing, he could almost make out the words of everyone he could see. The woman with her daughter, scolding her daughter for getting too far out into the water. The group boys screeching in excitement as they played catch in the sand. Embry smiled, reminiscing the good old days when he used to play catch on the beach with Quil and Jacob. But they weren’t here now. Quil was with Claire, the little three year old girl whom he had imprinted on, and Jacob was with Renesmee, leaving Embry to his lonesome self.
He sighed. It would be so easy, just to look into the face of a girl and bam he would fall in love. No need for repeated getting together and breaking up. Never a fight, nor a second when you thought that maybe you had made the wrong decision in loving them. No, when you imprinted you knew, you just had to be with that person forever and ever. There was no going back, there was never a fight, and never a night where you wished you hadn’t done something. It sounded so easy, so simple just to look at someone. But Embry didn’t have someone. He had no one, not even a sibling to rant to, just a mother and a father who didn’t understand what he was going through.
If only life was simple…
IF I CRASH ON THE COUCH
CAN I SLEEP IN MY CLOTHES?
CAN I SLEEP IN MY CLOTHES?
CHARACTER NAME: Embry Daniel Call
AGE: sixteen
GENDER: male
SEXUALITY: straight
SPECIES: werewolf
PLAY BY: Tyler Posey
CUZ I SPENT THE NIGHT DANCING
I’M DRUNK, I SUPPOSE.
I’M DRUNK, I SUPPOSE.
PERSONALITY: I’m quite a nice guy, in my opinion anyway. I’m a lot like Jacob Black, yet I’m obviously prettier. Sometimes I can be kind of conceited, but then again, so can everyone. I can normally be found hanging out with my best friends, Jacob Black and Quil Atera. We’re like a super team. The three musketeers. You know, the normal for teenage boys, or at least, half-naked, werewolf boys. I’m not a fan of being alone, so I’ll run down the street to either Jacob or Quil’s house to hang out for the day. Life can be boring sometimes, but you can normally find me working on a mechanical device such as a car or a motorcycle. Though I spend a lot of my free time building vehicles, I prefer traveling by foot; it’s much faster when you’re a werewolf.
I’m normally the sensitive one, or so everyone else says. I enjoy hanging out with friends and just having fun, but I’m also the guy who will do anything to make my friends happy if they’re sad. I’m the advice guy, the ‘girl’ or so Quil sometimes calls me. I admit it, sometimes I act like a girl, but really, I’m just your average werewolf male.
LIKES: fighting, being a werewolf, building cars, hanging with friends, cliff diving
DISLIKES: not having imprinted, fighting a brother, being alone, getting in trouble with sam, border patrols
HOBBIES: building cars, hanging out with friends, cliffdiving.
EYE COLOR: brown
HAIR COLOR: brown hair, brown fur
HEIGHT: 6’5”
WEIGHT; 158
BUILD: muscular, though not as muscular as Jacob or Sam.
IDENTIFYING FEATURES: he’s just a tall guy, easy to spot in a crowd, unless he’s with his werewolf brothers.
IF IT LOOKS LIKE I’M LAUGHING
I’M REALLY JUST ASKING TO LEAVE!
I’M REALLY JUST ASKING TO LEAVE!
PARENTS: Mr. and Mrs. Call
SIBLINGS: none
OTHER RELATIONS: none
HISTORY: My name is Embry Call, I grew up in a working class family from la push. We were never rich, but never exactly poor either. I always grew up with Quil Atera and Jacob Black, it was like a trio of awesomeness. We shared secrets together and did everything together. Inseparable, like glue. That was, until Jacob started hanging out with that Swan girl, Bella. He would ban Quil and I from his garage, saying that it was his time with Bella. It depressed us, it was like we were loosing a friend. But at the same time, something else was troubling me. Like there was some strange part of puberty that I was hitting. My family refused to tell me what it was until the exploding pain coursed through my body. I could hear my screaming, the pain, my body was heating up, like I had a fever. Before I knew it, I had a new form, a true form. I was a werewolf. I had a Quileute secret in my hands, one that neither Quil nor Jacob could ever know. I had matured beyond them, and I couldn’t tell them anything.
From then on, they came up to me, wanting to share secrets like we had before, but I couldn’t say anything. I was torn between two alliances, the one of my brothers, the werewolves, and the one of my best friends, Jacob and Quil. It hurt, no, it burned. But after plenty of shared glares and rude looks, Jacob finally joined us, and following a few months later was Quil. We were the three stooges of La Push High School once again, and we forever would be now that we could share our secrets together once more.
Of course, not only was being a werewolf secret from my friends. I also learned that my biological father was not the man my mother married. Instead, Leah Clearwater, being an obnoxious girl like always, told me that my biological father had to be either Jacob, Quil, or Sam's father. That was like a bullet in my chest, like either Jacob, Quil or Sam was my half brother. It almost hurt to know that. Like my mother had gone behind my father's back, and had me. Sometimes I wonder if they're mad at me for what my mother did. I wonder whether I should even be in their pack because of it.
But, it wasn’t over. Jacob became almost obsessed with the vampire girl, Bella. We tried to tell him she was not interested in love with him, but he continued to pursue her, like she was money and he was a beggar. I never quite understood Bella Swan, how she could be friends with us werewolves, and yet still be in love with a vampire, it didn’t make sense, but she was a kind girl, and honestly, a pretty one too. I can’t say I didn’t like her, though not in that lovey-dovey way, of course. She was just interested in that bloodsucker, and Jacob was going to get his heart broken. Of course, I would be there, forever by his side because that was what friends were for.
But then, Jacob split from the pack when Bella was pregnant with that bloodsucker’s spawn. We knew, of course, that when the child killed her, the alliance between him and the leeches would disappear and he would loose his temper like he frequently did. So we waited. We would have attacked if Seth and Leah didn’t follow him. We were outnumbered, and couldn’t afford to loose a brother. Of course, Bella survived, and we ended up creating another alliance with our sworn enemies to help them defeat a bunch of royal vampires. And everything seemed well once again.