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Character Age: 22
Lyrics: And though you made me,
You can't change me
I'm the perfect stranger
Who knows you too well.
And I'm alive,
I'm alive,
I am so alive,
Degree/Occupation: Musical Theatre
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Jul 26 2014, 02:43 PM
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Fairs weren’t really Max’s thing unless he was with other people. He only saw them as giant social gatherings for friends to come and just have a good time with one another. Max didn’t have one person that he was spending this night with. He figured that he would run into someone he knew eventually while walking around. He could have tried to force his sister to come, but sometimes he liked to go off on his own. If he didn’t find any of his friends tonight at the fair he was going to just up go to a random person and befriend them. It was strange for most people, but Max actually enjoyed meeting new people and at an event like this it was screaming for new people to meet.<br><br>

Max wondered around the fair looking at all the booths and all the fun rides. His hands were shoved in his dark brown jacket’s pockets. He really wanted to play some games or ride some rides, but he wanted to find a friend. Max sighed as he made half of a full lap around the fair. He had yet to find anyone that he knew and he wasn’t going to enjoy this night if he couldn’t find anyone. The night was young but Max was ready to do something fun! If he didn’t find someone soon he was going to move to plan B. Actually he was probably going to move to that plan sooner than he thought. He couldn’t take being alone at a place like that any longer. His dark eyes started to scan the game area he was in, looking for someone that looked friendly enough.<br><br>

His eyes finally stopped moving when he saw a lone girl standing and playing the game where you throw a dart to pop a balloon. It was simple enough and if you popped enough balloons you could win a prize. A smile crossed Max’s face as he decided that was going to be the person he was going to befriend. She was a very beautiful girl who didn’t seem to have anyone else with her, especially no guy, and that meant Max was going to really enjoy meeting her. He formulated a new plan in his head where he would slide up to the booth and win this girl some amazing prize. It was a brilliant plan to him.<br><br>

Max quickly walked up to the booth and next to the girl. He leaned forward across the table and towards the man that was running the booth. <b>”Two darts please.”</b> Max laid down some tickets that he bought when he first got to the fair. It was the first pair of tickets her had used since coming. Max looked sideways at the girl next to him and smiled. When the man returned with his darts Max rolled his shoulders back like he was preparing to do something amazing. Except when he threw the darts he completely missed… Max glared at the balloons that didn’t pop. <b>”Two more please.”</b> Max laid down more tickets and grasped the darts from the man before he could lay them down again. Max tried once more to throw the darts and failed once more. He hung his head in shame as he realized that his plan failed. He didn’t even want to make eye contact with the girl now.


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This is what Max lived for. The stage, the lights, and the applause, nothing else could compare. Ever since Max was in the tenth grade he realized he was born with a gift. That gift was to entertain the public with his acting and singing abilities. Someone heard him singing one day at his high school and forced him to audition for the musical. He decided to give it a try since he wasn’t doing anything else with his time. Little did he know he would love every aspect of the theatre and become obsess with it. Some people may think it’s weird that a very hetero man loves to sing and act. But when they see him preform they understand where his passion comes from. It wasn’t a hard decision for Max to make when looking at majors at Belgrade. Musical theatre was on the list so there were no questions asked. His mom and dad weren’t excited about the major he picked but they wouldn’t be able to change his mind. Musical theatre was his life and being good at it was another plus. <br><br>
Max had auditioned for every musical Belgrade had. Majority of the time Max received the lead role or a fairly close supporting role. Those achievements were slowly going to Max’s head. Some people in the theatre would call Max a bit of a diva. Only because he knew he was the best at his job and wasn’t afraid to tell other people. He tried to stay humble by coming to the theatre and helping out with any tech work that needed to be done. His love for the theatre was so vast that he was willing to do anything to make sure the show was in the best shape. That meant extra rehearsals, extra lessons, and even trying something new such as learning how to paint a backdrop. Not on the top of Max’s list but he was willing to give it a try.<br><br>

The musical for this year was <i>Wicked</i>, a show that Max had become familiar with show due to its popularity. Max was almost sure he was shoo-in for the male role, Fiyero, but auditions weren’t for another week so he still had to prepare himself. In the meantime the director of the theatre informed Max that they were pulling a student artist to paint the backdrop for the show. Max’s first thought was that pulling a person that was outside the theatre community may not know what would and would not look good on a stage. So Max decided to take it upon himself to help out.<br><br>

Max entered the theatre like it was any normal day with his bag draped across one shoulder. He looked at the stage to see a girl with firey red hair painting away on the backdrop on the stage. Max began to walk through the aisles towards the girl and said, <b>”What are you working on over there?”</b> Max knew very well but he needed a way to let the girl know he was there without completely surprising her. Max tossed his bag into one of the front row seats and hopped up onto the stage. He put his hands on his hips and huffed out some air to signal that he was ready to work.




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<b>FULL NAME:</b> Maxim Ashton Willoughby
<br><b>NICKNAMES:</b> Max
<br><b>AGE:</b> 22
<br><b>GENDER:</b> Male
<br><b>SEXUALITY:</b> Hetero
<br><b>SPECIES:</b> Hybrid: Human/shifter: Eurasian Lynx
<br><b>DEGREE/OCCUPATION:</b> Musical Theatre
<br><b>YEAR OF STUDY:</b> 3rd
<br><b>FACE CLAIM:</b> Aaron Tveit
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Having twins is like a typical birth. Except for the fact that the mother has to push out two very large bodies through a rather less than comfortable area. And if the mom is able to carry the twins to full term, well that can be a whole other problem in itself. For young, beautiful Alice it was no surprise that she was first, cursed with twins; and then had to carry these two babies until the end of their term. She was less than pleased, especially since the babies put a halt to this pageant queen’s reign. But when she held her little girl in her arms it was like everything was good in the world. Alice had something that she could pass her legacy on through. And that other twin she had? Oh yeah, he was just a little boy that was left to be held by the dad who knew little to nothing about children. Not that is was his fault he just never had that parental instinct that most parents get once they have kids.<br><br>

Max grew up in this world following his father footsteps wherever he went. If he was riding to the store really fast Max would beg him to go for hours until Colin was forced to take him. Colin would sigh and huff every time Max asked to go with him somewhere and Max always thought it was funny. It wasn’t until his dad snapped at him one day when he asked around the age of ten that Max finally realized: He was a nuisance to his father. His whole young life all he wanted was to be like his father in every single way. And his father wanted little to nothing to do with him. Colin was never meant to be a father. All he wanted was to live a simple life with his beautiful wife, Alice. And when the twins came along it was like all of their plans were thrown in the trash. Slowly Colin pushed himself farther and farther from the children until Max left like he barely knew the man anymore.<br><br>

His mother, Alice, was similar to his father except for the fact that she ignored him from the very start. Her attention went completely to her little girl. Sometimes Max wondered if his mother remembered that he existed. There were times that he would talk to her and she would turn the other direction to give the affection back to her baby girl. She would dress Alexandra up, put makeup on her at a young age, and would even try to enter her into pageant. Luckily Alex was very strong-willed and always tried to break free from her mother’s grasp. These were the times that the twins would sneak off together and escape from the parents that either pushed too much or pushed them away.<br><br>

The one thing that the brother did have was the best twin sister anyone could ask for, Alex. Now most siblings fight and pick on each other, especially being born so close together. Not these two. There were about as close as siblings could get without crossing an awkward line. They did everything together. They signed up for the same activities and they even enjoyed wearing similar outfits, which was almost unheard of for twins. Sometimes the other children at schools found it hard to get close to one of the twins because the other would always be around. Nothing could separate them, not even a divorce from their dysfunctional parents. But that will come later in the story.<br><br>

In movies you always hear about it happening on a dark, rainy night and the second it occurs that large strike of lightning hits the ground illuminating the entire room. Well Max’s incident was similar to the movies except there was no thunderstorm for dramatic effect. What he remembers is having a crazy dream of him running, much faster than he could ever run. Climbing over tree stumps, jumping and pouncing at random animals he passed. And when he finally caught one he had this urge to devour the creature whole. He began to lick his lips and open his massive jaw until his dad’s voice pulled him from his dream. <i> ‘Wake up Max! Maxim, wake up!’</i> His eyes fluttered open to see his dad standing over him and his mother in the corner with tears in her eyes. <i> ‘No, this can’t be happening. No, it can’t be.</i> She kept repeating the same thing over and over again. Max was really confused about what his mother was crying about until he looked down at his torn sheets, pillows, and mattress and his...PAWS?!!? Max jumped up and started to scramble around wondering why he had paws, why he was on all fours, and why the hell was he covered in fur?? His father crouched next to him and put his arms around him for the first time in years. <i> ‘It’s going to be okay son, we are going to get you through this.’ </i> From there he explained how he was an animal shifter and that Max was now able to shift into a Eurasian Lynx. Colin also mentioned that Max could not tell his sister because there was a possibility that she would be free from this cure. <i> Curse… </i><br><br>

The biggest surprise of all came when Alex found out that she was also a shifter. This made Max really excited because he was tired of hiding his true self from his sister and now they could have one more thing in common. They trained together with their dad and Max almost immediately adapted to his new form while it took his sister a little bit more time. Max always made sure that he was patient and waited for this sister to catch up while his dad always tried to push him harder. Now that Max finally had something in common with his dad it seemed like Colin wanted Max to be just like him, but the opposite was true for Max. He never wanted to be less like his dad in his life, even though he did enjoy the feeling of running around in his lynx form.<br><br>

It was inevitable that the divorce was coming. The twins saw it coming probably before the parents did. Colin said he was moving away to work at a university for supernatural beings and he wanted Max to go with him. But Max refused for two reasons, he wanted to be far away from his dad, and he couldn’t leave Alex alone with their mom. Alice was never going to let Alex go with their dad. At least not until Alex decided to come out that she was actually into girls to her mom. Max was sure Alice was going to lose her mind and he thinks she started to take medication for depression. He had an opposing reaction. When he found out his sister was gay he couldn’t be happier for her! He made it his life goal to find his sister someone that was as amazing and as awesome as she was. He would even sacrificed finding someone for himself in order to find the perfect person for Alex. Sure he was pushy sometimes but he thought that Alex needed someone that could give her the love and attention she deserved.<br><br>

Following Alex’s announcement was Alice slowly trying to kick Alex out of her house. Any person that liked someone of the same sex was blasphemy to Alice and they could not live under her roof. So she decided that it was time for Alex to go live with her dad at the university. And where Alex went, so did Max. No matter how much Alice begged him to stay he knew that it was only because she didn’t want to live alone. She obviously knew nothing about twins and their connection, it’s impossible to break. They followed each other to Belgrade and both refused to live with their dad. Max didn’t want to live with him because he still resented him for the way he treated him as a child, but he would still visit his father from time to time.<br><br>

At the university Max still makes his sister his priority and most the people he meets think they are dating. It doesn’t bother Max he actually finds it kind of funny. He has become quite the ladies man at school, even though he hasn’t gone very far with a woman, and he uses his special power to find women for his sister. Most the time it fails but Max is hard-headed enough to keep trying until his sister finds the perfect woman! When he isn’t trying to hook his sister up, or attached to her hip he is usually at the theatre or in the music studios working on his sound. The other thing he loved almost as much as his sister was musical theatre, and any variation of the two things. When he came to school some people told him he had a natural talent so he decided to go for it. He was not expecting to fall in love with it so much, nor was he expecting to make that his major.
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<b>YOUR ALIAS:</b> Kati!
<br><b>TIMEZONE:</b> EST (GMT -5??? you know I'm not sure...)
<br><b>CONTACT:</b> Skype: sarah-the-kati
<br><b>GENDER:</b> I am a woman
<br><b>ANYTHING ELSE:</b> Yes I'm using a broadway star and his major is musical theatre and yes there will be times where he will win hearts with his voice! wink.gif
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