Brayden
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Fullname:
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Brayden McCarty
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Apparent Age:
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Mid Twenties
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Height:
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5'10"
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Build:
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Lean
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Hair:
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Brown
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Eyes:
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Blue
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Heritage:
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Canadian
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Playlist:
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Roleplay Hooks
- Dirty Fuckin' Dangles, Boys - You like hockey? Me like hockey.
- I'm A Shit Disturber - Talk shit, get hit. Brayden's gonna get hit.
- Sticks Are Unbelievable - Who doesn't like a companionable meal?
- What A Fuckin' Beauty - Brayden'll give credit where credit's due, in his way.
Peek Behind The Curtain
- Leave closed if you would rather discover these things IC.
Auspice:
Tribe:
Merits:
- Ancestor Ally
- Wolf Sight
- Confidence
- Subculture Insider (Hockey)
Flaws:
- Overconfident
- Curiosity
- Impatient
- Compulsive Speech
- Inappropriate
Background:
Brayden McCarty was born in the small town of Listowil, Ontario on July 1, 1999. He grew up with an innate love of ice hockey, and excelled well enough in the sport to make it to the Ontario Junior Hockey League, where he played defense for the Collingwood Blues. While he was never going to be good enough to make the jump to the more professional leagues and certainly not the NHL, he became well known among fans for being a bit of a goon on the ice - always chirping at opposing teams and doing everything he could to get under the opposition's skin.
It was the chirping that caused his first shift. In one particularly contentious game, Brayden took a brutal check into the boards; that it wasn't called as a penalty led to him taking things into his own hands and clubbing the player who had hit him in the back of a knee with his stick, at which point he was immediately ejected from the game. Afterward, he couldn't let go of or diminish the anger from what he considered unfair calls, and the mix of that as well as a life that had been slowly proving to be more and more not what he may have hoped led to his rage bubbling out of control, and his first shift.
He woke up some time later in a stranger's home on the outskirts of town. It was pure luck that he was swiftly found by members of the Sept of the Shining Island. Though he didn't remember much of anything, he was given the broad strokes of what had happened and introduced to what would be his new life as a member of the Garou Nation.
Gallery
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Aim High

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Favorite Things
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Hockey
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Talking Shit
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Friends
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Origin:'
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Listowil, ON, Canada
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Contacts
- Basil - Give yer balls a tug, Tit-Fucker!
- Billie-Jo - Laid back, but I'm pretty she'll smack the shit outta me one day.
- Kestrel - We're either gonna kill each other or be best friends. Possibly both.
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