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☾ Andrew Warner Be a beautiful monstrosity… Stats NAME: Andrew Warner NICKNAMES: Drew AGE: 28 GENDER: Male HAIR: Brown EYES: Blue HEIGHT: 5’10 (5’0 Shifted) WEIGHT: 170lbs BUILD: Toned MARITAL STATUS: Single SEXUALITY: Homosexual OCCUPATION: Bartender CURRENT RESIDENCE: Texas The Player NAME: Matthew / razrushost AGE: 22 Contact: razrushost Discord: Razrushost#8963 TIME ZONE: GMT (London)	World History All of the old legends are true. From the Vampires who found their routes in Eastern Europe to the Werewolves first whispered about in old Germanic countries right through to the witches who started their stories in some of the oldest tales. Everything we thought was the stuff of nightmares, creatures surrounded in mysticism and elements outside of what we considered natural they all existed and they still do. Naturally, as with all things in the history of humanity these legends couldn’t have existed side-by-side with their less supernatural brothers, paranoia and fear of the unknown have always been important factors in conflict, be it an ancient one or a modern one. In the beginning these legends lived quietly, part of their own autonomous communities that never sought to interact with mankind, the same way man told stories of the terrifying creatures that came out at night, supernatural creatures shared their own tales of men who came in the night with pitchforks and fire to put an end to their way of life. Tensions were naturally high and disputes broke out between mankind and supernatural creatures all over the world; these disputes spawned the early 15th century witch-hunts we still read about in history today, witch hunts that would span across three centuries until Supernatural creatures were practically extinct. Or so they’d have us believe. Mankind weren’t the only ones capable of adapting to new surroundings and supernatural communities across the globe went underground, shedding their old pride in favour of something which may constitute as a future. They still stuck to their own, separated from other supernatural factions while humans scoured the earth, hoping to end the last of them and cut through entire species to meet their aims and instead of mastering warfare these species mastered deception. In that first century they learned to exist outside of the normal world, to maintain close knit communities among themselves, living off the earth in the most secluded territories so that they may rebuild their families and repopulate these communities. The second century was when they slowly learned integration through painstaking effort. Not just among the humans but among other supernatural creatures. Witches learned spells to shield vampires from the sunlight, the Werewolves used their true forms to protect territories from the wild at night, Vampires themselves used the restorative nature of their magically infused blood to heal those who did stumble too close to an angry hunter. It was a slow process and these three clans were among the first to put it into motion. Of course, they knew other species existed out there as well, those who’d had their numbers too thoroughly mowed down or who’d always lived apart from them, such as the merfolk. Or even those who had the power to stay separate from the beginning, too enchanting to be considered dangerous by mankind and instead were turned into the kind of story you’d tell your children such as the Faeries of Ireland. They would come in time, too and join this supernatural union. Eventually though, these creatures started to experience longing, desires, to no longer be part of this hidden network of people, to live life to the fullest the way they’d had at the genesis of their kind. At first it started disputes once more among their own people, with the older generations remembering all too well how humans had burned through their people like plague. Eventually though, the urge became too strong… through this, in the early 1900’s the Supernatural Rights Movement was born, gathering the kind of steam that, when backed with the power of the supernaturals that mankind had forgotten all too quickly, became an inevitable tide that would change the course of life for both mankind and the supernatural. The first steps they took were huge, the biggest of all of those being the supernaturals unveiling themselves to the human world. It was obviously the most important step of all, a harsh reminder that the three century hunt had failed and all humanity had managed to do was drive these beings underground. With this came an unveiling of their capabilities, thanks to banding together underground supernatural beings had a harmony amongst each other and with it a way of life. They stood as a united front and their combined powers were too great to be simply ignored and brushed under the carpet; humanity could've rekindled their hunts had they been better prepared but the world wasn't ready and the Supernatural Rights Movement had too high a visibility to simply be eradicated. Along with a show of their power they evoked sympathetic feelings among human factions worldwide, peacekeepers who wanted to help cultivate the future alongside them and this was the door they needed into the new world. Countries were forced to grant citizenship to supernatural creatures who could trace their lineages back to a time far back enough in history that no government would have the right to deny them access. It was a slow process, spanning the course of ten years wherein humanity had to acknowledge the fact that some of these factions and families were ancient and together they held the kind of power that couldn't be denied. Once acknowledgement and citizenship were decided upon the ball really got rolling. Entire countries were forced to give reparations to the subjugated masses of the three century hunt and supernatural creatures were granted land worldwide, with some countries managing the processes faster than others yet all of them pooling together and cultivating the Universal Declaration of Individual Rights which gave status and liberties to all of earth's inhabitants regardless of backgrounds within twenty years from The Unveiling. The supernatural factions were able to draw from their own knowledge of 20th century humanity and formed a unified political party based on the desires of those who fought toward the SRM twenty years prior and these political parties stood as coalition governments alongside majority parties of each individual country, finally confirming their place within modern society. Each governing body started to develop individual divisions of the government to care after and maintain the welfare of supernatural beings with specific policies in place to manage the needs of their citizens. Integration came slowly and then all at once when these peace treaties and accords were made between all; gone were the old communities of supernaturals hiding in the darkness of night, instead they became regular citizens and with the governments having expanded to take these things into account all of the characters of fables just became, well, regular with extra skills or strange quirks. There were vampires working night clubs, werewolves teaching children and witches working in hospitals and all the shades of ‘monster’ in between. Old prejudices might still run deep among old clans but the world is slowly working to piece its way back together toward a brighter future for all species, regardless of their natural or supernatural genesis... ____ 2015 ____ In the modern day, things have cooled down enough that the supernatural/natural divide is no longer the scourge it had been in the 15th century. Instead, supernatural creatures lived side by side with humanity, co-existing in a way that couldn’t have been imagined in their past. Of course, there were still the kinds of groups that fought against this relatively peaceful union; after all the combined powers of some of the oldest fables in the world became a little too overwhelming to consider fighting and it was only thanks to the dream those supernaturals held dear that the entire thing didn’t end in systematic bloodshed. The creatures of old were too invested in a bright and hopeful future to see it overthrown by violence and the scars of their own subjugation ran too deep to see themselves become the monsters humanity believed them to be. Supernatural creatures have fully integrated into ‘normal’ life and over the last century have learned to work alongside their less gifted cousins in a way that has enriched both cultures rather than hindering either side.
	Personal History Pre-Bite Andrew, or Drew as he'd rather you called him, lives a pretty normal life... If you're not putting it under a lot of scrutiny that is. His story is one of averages; he came from an average home with two normal parents in Texas. It was a typically white protestant upbringing and he ended up being a mostly typical young man. He did all the right things, stayed in school, played on the football team. He just never really tried that hard. He was more of a dancing through life kind of guy; taking everything as it came and never planning out the big things. The most interesting thing to happen to him in high school was probably finding out he was gay. It wasn't one of those lightning-strikes kind of moments and more a couple of quick and desperate experimental run-ins in the locker room; it was enough for him to realize what he wanted, especially after trying the same things with a few girls around town. He never bothered to come out, per se, but he never hid in the closet either. Anyone who asked got a straight answer, including his mom so that was his story. It didn't exactly scream novel and that was the way he liked it. He was the kind of guy that preferred a night at a kegger than a night hitting the books, but he wasn't a high school dropout either. Hell, he even made it all the way to community college; his sister had already done the whole big college experience thing and she was on her road to becoming a doctor. That was good enough for the parents, so he never urged himself to following in her over-achieving footsteps. The thing was, even in the wake of the SRM Andrew’s family were human and as human as they came, there were no skeletons in their closets, no cousin or distant relative who happened to be a were, a vampire or a witch. Their knowledge of supernatural creatures and their customs was practically non-existent and they preferred their ignorance to working towards knowledge. Drew himself, born in the late ‘80s was instead fascinated by them, breaking the mould his family had worked to forming. He kept this a secret though, reading books, making friends in school with supernatural creatures and never bringing them home to mom and dad. It wasn’t like he was completely obsessed with them or anything, it was just that they were different and in a world that he viewed as completely mundane it was easy to get caught up in the differences between their species as an interest. Which is probably how his path ended up taking the road it eventually did… Post-Bite After high school it was natural progression for Drew to go to college, as far as his parents were concerned he was studying towards becoming an accountant. Instead, he started a course on Supernatural Relations; the workings behind the politics of the 21st century and how supernatural creatures fit into their fought-for place in the world. College was a good place for him, he got a job working in one of the local bars, pulling maybe a few too many shifts so that he could afford to live in his shitty apartment and cycle to work. But he loved his job, maybe a little bit too much considering it quickly started affecting his studies, he felt like he was getting the real world interaction with supernatural creatures that he craved a little more than actually studying them, considering the diver bar he served at was known for being a very supernaturally orientated watering hole, especially among the weres. It was during his time there he found his boyfriend at the time Javier, a werewolf, and fell quickly in love in the kind of way that tended to happen when it was your first non-fling. It seemed too good to be true, they both starting living together in the same shitty apartment, both working similar jobs to make ends meet while Javier taught him more about werewolf culture and how they lived among packs, things Drew was slowly getting first-hand experience with rather than just reading about the procedure in some textbook. They were stupid and young, caught up in a whirlwind romance that moved a little too fast, especially when talk came around about Javier giving Drew the bite, changing that fascination for supernatural creatures into a real-world living experience. Drew was sold instantly, that childhood fascination carrying him to this decision, he thought taking Javier's bite was a good thing, he wanted to be just as special, didn't he? It was the first above-average thing he could've done so along with his new skill set he sported a rather delicate yet large scar on his ass, pre-planning worked pretty well that way, even if it was just about the stupidest place he could’ve gone for, it was meant to reduce the pain, less chance of tearing a muscle or an artery if it went wrong. It was meant to be a dream come true, spending their lives together as equal; it just... it didn't work out that way. Sure he loved learning what it was to be a werewolf, turning into a massive wolf and running around your local forest? What wasn't there to enjoy? The huge problem, however, was that the more he fell in love with being a werewolf and existing within the supernatural sphere of life... the less he loved Javier. It was a bit wild, the way he wasn't so much in control any more, the part of him that was meant to be in love just wasn't in love, he wanted to be wild like the wolf and Javier... he'd become a constraint and two werewolves living under one roof wasn't the whole loving pack he'd wanted. Instead it was a lot of snapping, snarling and their little problems being blown out of proportion by high tensions. So he did the smart thing, or what he wanted to see as the smart thing and he left. Not just Javier, but his course at the college and his job. He figured that the studies were no longer important, that getting a job working with the politics of the SRM no longer mattered when he’d finally become a member of that world. He found a new town, a new supernaturally inclined bar and started working full time. Told his parents he just needed some time one of those bullshit excuses all young people make when they've decided to throw their lives out the window; they had no idea he’d become a werewolf, he’d stopped visiting, stopped calling, was breaking away from that old stiff background in a way he’d never thought imaginable. It helped that if they knew, they’d be disgusted that he decided to flip allegiances from their old ways. He just wanted free of all those constraints, hell, the man would go live on a mountain if he could but he enjoyed the buzz of other people too much, of his customers... especially those of whom he took home at the end of a hard shift, those people who bought him drinks at least, it was just the way he dealt with things. He went out more, found some friends. Those special kinds of friends like him and before he knew it he was in a pack of like-minded free spirits. As far as his parents were concerned he was just a stoner drop out, but his pack? They were more family than he ever needed and for the first time in a long time his life wasn't so average... it was brilliant and he’s spent the last six years having the time of his life.
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