Oliver has a long face with somewhat defined features that have been enhanced since his little… accident
last summer. His hair is somewhat shaggy and the ends are cut at all different lengths, and most of the time it’s hanging in his face. He has grayish blue eyes that reside under thick eyebrows that match his faded brown hair.
He’s not the “biggest” guy around, but he’s not completely scrawny either. He comes up to 5’11” and has 147 pounds under his belt – no definable muscles and nothing that’s been chiseled.
He really doesn’t understand the idea behind wearing clothes is to look nice, so normally he just throws on things he finds in his closet and buys the first thing he sees when he goes into a store. He’s not at all a fashionista (or a Maxonista). He mostly has jeans, some which are “skinny” and a lot of t-shirts he sees on sale and random department stores. Then again, he could make anything look good.
When Oliver turns once a month, he doesn’t look like one of those Twilight werewolves. He looks like a real one – with lanky bones and a long mouth. Not like a wolf, but more like a living nightmare.
Oliver is nerdy and socially awkward teenager who suffers from being a werewolf who transforms once a month on every full moon.
The previous summer, Oliver was camping and was attacked by a wolf – that he didn’t (at the name) know was a werewolf – along with his friend Collin. Collin didn’t make it out alive, and Oliver was scratched badly. The same day of the funeral was the full moon, and Oliver left Collin’s house running away. He then turned in the woods nearby, not knowing what was going on. He woke up and barely registered where he was besides the fact that he was naked and a dead deer was lying next to him on the leaf and twig covered ground. He then ran away from home, telling his parents and sister that he was going to get some help to deal with Collin’s death – alone.
None for now.
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