Everard Gunter Wyatt

[Everard Gunter Wyatt]

Everard Gunter Wyatt

....the mask

Your Name: Duane
Where did you find us?: already on the site
How long have you been roleplaying?:a little over a year
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...basic character information

Birth Name: Everard Gunter Wyatt
Nickname:Bubba.
Gender:Male
Age: 16
Grade: 11
Birth date: 0ctober 14, 1994
Program: Bachelor of Science
Major: Wildlife Conservation
Major Explanation: Wild Boar populations in recent years have exploded and they are destroying indigenous wildlife all over the South, this is something Everard wants to fix. The importing of Russian Boars has contributed to bigger, meaner and more numerous Boars through cross breeding. These animals tear up the ground with sharp hooves, they eat anything that doesn’t eat them first, and they edge out other wildlife. Everard wants to protect the natural wildlife of the South with a Wildlife Conservation degree. Before he came to shifter academy he used his shift to help hunt these dangerous and destructive creatures with his family. The Hogs had completely over run their small Georgia town until the Wyatt family started hunting them, now the town is almost Hog free. Everard wants to be a Wild Life Conservationist so he can do more than just hunt Boars and help other areas being affected by ecological disasters.
Animal Identity:Giant Razorback

...personality

Likes:(at least 10)

• Country Music
  
• Guns
  
• Pickup Trucks
  
• Food (anything that doesn’t eat him first)
  
• Hog Hunting
  
• Running in the Woods
  
• Rugby
  
• Rain Storms (and the resulting mud puddles)
  
• Backwoods Parties
  
• Playing Guitar
  

Dislikes: (at least 10)

• Metal
  
• Football (not a manly enough sport)
  
• Attending Church outside of Sunday
  
• People with no manners
  
• Real Wild Boars (They destroy Ecosystems)
  
• Reptiles (snakes especially)
  
• Species Extermination (I.e. Insecticides)
  
• Poachers
  
• Disorganized People
  
• Braggarts
  

Fears: (At least 3)

• Fire
  
• Pa (his father)
  
• Reptiles (Herpetophobia)
  

Strengths: (At least 3)

• Raw Brute Strength
  
• Natural Athlete
  
• Dogged Determination
  

Weaknesses: (At least 3)

• Stubborn as a mule
  
• Poor Eyesight
  
• Short Temper
  

Overall: [400 words minimum]

Everard is most of the time fairly passive but on the Rugby Pitch he is one mean son of a gun forward. He is a Flanker in the Scrum and when the other flanker tries to rush the scrummy Everard will take that SOB down in a flash of speed and brutal strength. When Everard has the ball, taking him down is like trying to kill a Wild Boar itself, the record number of people Everard has pulled into a score in the Try was four, four people hanging off Everard as he slammed the ball home in the try.

Everard outside of the pitch is fairly passive but watch yourself if he gets willed up, he is a big boy and could easily knock a lesser man to his knees with a single punch, if he hits his intended target that is. Everard is pretty much blind without his glasses, or his Contacts on the field. He hates it when people make fun of his glasses and it’s the fastest way to get knocked for a loop. Everard doesn’t like to wear the glasses but knows he has to too do pretty much anything, reading, playing video games, put in his contacts to play Rugby.

Everard is brave as his animal. Wild Boars when cornered will go down fighting in a flash of Tusks and teeth. Everard likewise will take on any daunting task with great energy weather he completes it or not. Everard doesn’t like failure and gets frustrated if he isn’t doing well at something he wants to be good at. If he finds something he isn’t good at he practices long and hard until he is good at it, this competitive drive is what makes him a killer on the Pitch.

Everard was brought up to have good manners and isn’t too fond of people who lack manners, his Ma and PA brought him up to be a good southern gentlemen and thinks if people would just respect each other then the world would be much better. Smart to say that Everard doesn’t take to kindly to people bragging, it just isn’t good manners to lord something over other people, Everard is talented but he doesn’t brag about it. One of Everard’s pastimes other than Practice for Games is playing Acoustic Guitar. He practices in his spare time between studying and playing Rugby. It is his creative outlet and he has spent many a night playing in the Back Woods, barns, at the family reunions and the like. Everard loves country music, anything with a good twang. He wishes he could play the fiddle but it’s just above him.

...appearance

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Celebrity Play By:Schalk Burger
Appearance: [400 words minimum]
Everard in human form is just as intimidating in his animal form. His blond hair tickles his eyebrows that hang over muddy brown eyes. Everard’s body type could be classed as huge, for his age group, but that’s a Rugby body for you. Everard is a major country boy when he isn’t wearing his Rugby outfit he is wearing custom made Hog Skin boots a cotton mouth couldn’t bite through, faded blue jeans cover muscular legs and any number of wife beaters cover a heavily muscled torso exposing a tribal wild boar tattoo in his upper bicep. A black cowboy hat graces his blond head. On his neck is hung the largest Wild Boar Tusk you ever did see. The Tusk is about 10 inches in length hanging off a black braided string.

Everard’s party wear is usually meant for back woods bon fires or the county fair, consisting of his famous Black cowboy hat, snake skin boots with gold tips on the front and back, a button up flannel shirt and some black jeans. For formal wear he had a nice white button up long sleeve, with a black jacket, black leather cowboy boots with silver tips, and as always the black cowboy hat with the Hog’s Tusk Necklace.

In Wild Boar form Everard is what you would call a Hogzilla, 1,200 lbs and 12 foot long, with bottom tusks a little over a foot in length and the thickness of a 50 cent piece. His black hide is as tough as leather and covered in sharp black hairs with grey tips with a softer undercoat. Along his back is denser “Razorback” ruff, running all along his spine to the middle back. His hooves are sharp and when used to kick with can slice through cloth and give skin a nasty cut.

His long tusks are sharpened by rubbing against each other, they could easily gut a man, or split open another attacking Hog. His muddy eyes are the same in and out of shift, his eyes carry intelligence no normal Wild hog can poses. His tail is a little thing, not curly at all like in the cartoons, it’s got the texture of a course brush. Muscular and wild as the wind he is comfortable in nearly any terrain, in this form he could easily run up to 30 to 35 mph, and run all night and day easily. Everard in his shift could easily take on a pack of American Bulldogs, the most popular dog used for Boar Hunting in the States. [/size]

...history

Parents: Bobby Joe Wyatt, Cane Corso Shift
Toby John Wyatt, America Bull Dog Shift
Siblings:Josh Sterling Wyatt 11
Steve Blake Wyatt 9
Tracy Sue Wyatt 7
[400 words minimum]

Everard grew up In the back woods of Georgia. Most families raised their child on base ball or foot ball, but this wasn’t your average family. The small town Everard grew up in had a unique pest problem, the town was overrun with Wild Boars. When his family moved to the back woods town the Hogs would come right into the house if you didn’t lock the door. And Wild Hogs are some mean old SOBs, big angry they could cut you right open with their sharp tusks. Well being dog Shifters and the Perfect breeds for hunting Hogs the Wyatt family took to the town well, like a boar to mud. Everard was raised on Hog Hunting. As soon as he was old enough to shoot a gun he was helping Ma and Pa shoot Boars.

Coming from a pure bred shifter family Everard always knew about the other world. His momma was a Can Corso Mastiff Shifter, and his papa was an American Bulldog Shifter. Everard expected to be another good Hog Hunting Dog breed when he grew up. On his 13th birthday his ma and pa took him out hunting to see if he would shift into another Dog. Ma had the hog bayed and Pa had a good hold on it both in their animal forms, other normal dogs there for backup. Everard had the gun leveled and looked the Boar right in the eyes. He was a 400 pounder with big old tusks, this was an old Boar and had killed a few of their dogs before. Everard saw how brave the Boar was even in the face of death. Everard pulled the trigger and hit the Hog right between the eyes.

As the Hog squealed and met its maker Everard felt something click inside him, a missing piece of himself came and filled in a hole. It was as if the dying Boar was him killing his childhood and bringing in a new age, and with that Everard began to shift. First he felt his teeth ache something fierce, then his skull just shot out and his teeth sharpened and his canines shot out, 10 inches long, he grew, boy when he was 13 he was a skinny one but when he shifted he gained a good amount of weigh, 900 pounds his first shift and 9 foot long. His hands and feet melted together to make hooves, and course hair sprouted from his blackening skin like someone put him on a barbeque to burn. His spine elongated out his rear just a bit, leaving a scruffy, course tail. Finally he had shifted and he had shifted a damn big Boar. He shot off into the wilderness, his parents giving chase. Couldn’t let the boy change back in front of humans; finally when his Ma and Pa had him cornered they shifted back and calmed him down.

This was the perfect shift for Everard. Brave and Strong and most of all Huge, there were only stories of Boars that big and he still had growing to do. He learned to control his beast, being able to stay mentally intact in boar form unless he got really angry then he was prone to going wild. Now 17 he is 1200 lbs and 12 foot long with foot long tusks, big enough to give Bear a hard time. His parents held off on sending him to Shifter Academy to teach him to control his most dangerous animal, couldn’t have him shift and gore some poor person.

...connecting human to animal

[One Paragraph Minimum (Can be point form)]

Everard is brave, strong, has a bit of a temper when provoked and is stubborn to the end. He is of above average size in his animal form but then again when he is human he is above average in size for his age. Everard spent the first part of his life hunting Wild boars with his family. Wild Boars have poor eyesight and once Everard started shifting into a Boar his eyesight rapidly deteriorated. He needs bifocals to see both near and far distances. Everard plays Rugby one of the meanest, roughest toughest sports known to man. Football just isn’t manly enough what with the pads and helmets. This relates to his animal in that Wild Boars are the meanest, roughest toughest animals to hunt, they have thick skin, sharp tusks and bad attitudes, they have been known to chase down humans unprovoked.

...literacy

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Everard was completely confused as to why they had to go to Kennedy National Airport from the Airport in Atlanta but the backtracking probably saved Everard’s butt. The Plane rode behind the storm and landed a just in time for the runway to be cleared of debris. Everard hopped off the plane and carted his luggage to the waiting car, loaded his things into the trunk and drove across town the waiting Ferry. Everard was just in time to catch the tail end of the rain, a light sprinkling of water to go with the spray of the sea.

By the time Everard made it to the Island Academy. He could see the damage from the shore and it wasn’t pretty, palms snapped from the winds, debris everywhere, sticks, drift wood littering the beaches. As he made his way onto the island he could see more and more damage, mud covered concrete and collapsed parts of the building. Everard would have to help clean this place up. He was sure a 1200 pound 12 foot long Wild Boar was strong enough to clear rubble and haul downed trees.

The carnage was hard for him to accurately describe, so much destruction in what was surely a relatively short amount of time. Everard looked out onto the horizon and could just barely make out the storm in the distance. It had to be one heck of a gully washer to trash this place so bad. Everard made his way across the mud covered lawn his Boar skin boots squelching in the mud and muck. He finally made it to the Men’s Dorm building and to his room. He tossed his bags and set his guitar case on his bed and looked around the small 3 bedroom apartment sized dorm and then he was off, off to see how he could help in the relief effort.

Hopefully nobody had died in the storm, and hopefully their Rugby Pitch wasn’t washed away, it would probably need to be cleaned of garbage, branches, and the like but it could be done and who knew he might make some friends in the process. Everard had been told that there was a good Rugby program on this island and he wanted to get his feet wet, as it were, as soon as possible. Everard knew it would be a while till Rugby season which started in the spring hopefully the school would be back to normal by that time. At any rate he needed to get moving, and with this he was out the door and ready to get to work. [/size]
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