Lucas Xavier Chase

Lucas Chase

Disowned / Werewolf / Magical Creatures Regulation
 
Messages
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OOC First Name
Kaitlyn
Blood Status
Pure Blood
Relationship Status
It's Complicated
Sexual Orientation
Heterosexual
Wand
Curly 14" Unyielding Acacia Wand with Dragon Heartstring Core
Age
4/2025
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l u c a s x a v i e r c h a s e
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l a y - b e s i d e - m e - t e l l - m e - w h a t - t h e y ' v e - d o n e
s p e a k - t h e - w o r d s - i - w a n n a - h e a r - t o - m a k e - m y - d e m o n s - r u n
t h e - d o o r - i s - l o c k e d - n o w - b u t - i t ' s - o p e n - i f - y o u ' r e - t r u e
i f - y o u - c a n - u n d e r s t a n d - t h e - m e - t h e n - i - c a n - u n d e r s t a n d - t h e - y o u
l a y - b e s i d e - m e - u n d e r - w i c k e d - s k y
t h e - b l a c k - o f - d a y - d a r k - o f - n i g h t - w e - s h a r e - t h i s - p a r a l y z e
t h e - d o o r - c r a c k s - o p e n - b u t - t h e r e ' s - n o - s u n - s h i n i n g - t h r o u g h


b a s i c s
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[NAME] Lucas Xavier Chase
[ETYMOLOGY]
[SURNAME ORIGIN]
[NICKNAME]
[ALLIANCE]
[BIRTHDAY]
[AGE]
[GENDER]
[LANGUAGES]
[ORIENTATION]
[HOMETOWN]
[RESIDENCE]
[HERITAGE]
[BLOOD STATUS]
[BLOOD TYPE]
[WAND]
Length:
Style:
Wood:
Core:
Flexibility:

[OCCUPATION]
[HEALTH]
[PET]
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p e r s o n a l
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[OVERALL]
[LOVES]
[LOATHES]
[BOGGART]
[ERISED]
[DEMENTOR]
[PATRONUS]
[PATRONUS FORM]
[VERITASERUM]
[STRENGTHS]
[WEAKNESSES]
[IDOL]
[5WORDS]
[TALENTS]
[LOYALTIES]
[GOALS]
[QUIRKS]

z o d i a c
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[CHINESE]
[SIGN]
[MUTABLE SIGN]
[INTERPERSONAL SIGN]
[PLANET]
[ELEMENT].
[BIRTHSTONE]

a p p e a r a n c e
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[PLAYBY]
[HAIR]
[EYES]
[HEIGHT]
[WEIGHT]
[BUILD]
[SKIN]
[SCARS]
[MODIFICATIONS]
[SCENT]
[STYLE] Closet.
[MAKEUP]
[SMILE]
[VOICE] link
[LAUGH]
[HAND]
[FEELINGS]

f a v o r i t e s
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[COLOR]
[FOOD]
[DESSERT]
[DRINK]
[ANIMAL]
[MAGICAL]
[SPELL]
[MUSIC]
[SEASON]
[DAY]

s c h o o l i n g
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[DAYCARE]
[ATTITUDE]
[PRIMARY]
[ATTITUDE]
[SCHOOL]
[HOUSE]
[SORTING]
[YEARS]
[CLUBS]
[TITLES]
[FAVORITE CLASS]
[LOATHED CLASS]
[FAVORITE PROFESSOR]
[LOATHED PROFESSOR]
[FIRST YEAR MEMORIES]
♦
[SECOND YEAR MEMORIES]
[THIRD YEAR MEMORIES]
[FOURTH YEAR MEMORIES]
[FIFTH YEAR MEMORIES]
[SIXTH YEAR MEMORIES]
[SEVENTH YEAR MEMORIES]
[GRADUATION]
[GRADES] Gradebook




b l a c k - h e a r t - s c a r r i n g - d a r k e r - s t i l l - b u t - t h e r e ' s - n o - s u n - s h i n i n g - t h r o u g h
n o - t h e r e ' s - n o - s u n - s h i n i n g - t h r o u g h - n o - t h e r e ' s - n o - s u n - s h i n i n g
w h a t - i ' v e - f e l t - w h a t - i ' v e - k n o w n - t u r n - t h e - p a g e s - t u r n - t h e - s t o n e
b e h i n d - t h e - d o o r - s h o u l d - i - o p e n - i t - f o r - y o u
w h a t - i ' v e - f e l t - w h a t - i ' v e - k n o w n
s i c k - a n d - t i r e d - i - s t a n d - a l o n e
c o u l d - y o u - b e - t h e r e - ' c a u s e - i ' m - t h e - o n e - w h o
- w a i t s - f o r - y o u


f a m i l y
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[MATERNAL GRANDPARENTS]
[RELATIONSHIP WITH ]
[RELATIONSHIP WITH ]
[PATERNAL GRANDPARENTS]
[RELATIONSHIP WITH ]
[RELATIONSHIP WITH ]
[PARENTS]
[RELATIONSHIP WITH ]
[RELATIONSHIP WITH ]
[SIBLINGS]
[RELATIONSHIP WITH ]
[IN LAWS]
[RELATIONSHIP WITH ]

f a m i l y t r e e
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[FAMILY TREE]

r o m a n c e
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[MARITAL STATUS] Single
[CRUSHES]
[PAST RELATIONSHIPS]
[VIRGINITY]
[FIRST KISS]
[FIRST DATE]
[FIRST TIME]
[APHRODISIACS]
[FIRST BREAK UP]
[FIRST HEARTBREAK]
[TURN ONS]
[TURN OFFS]
[SEXUAL PARTNERS]
[PERFECT DATE]
[DREAM PARTNER].
[OVERVIEW]

f r i e n d s h i p
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[BEST FRIENDS]
[FRIENDS]
[ACQUAINTANCES]

e n e m i e s
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[ENEMIES]
[RIVALRIES]
[FORMER FRIENDS]

Met:
First RP:
Thoughts:




o r - a r e - y o u - u n f or g i v e n - t o o
c o m e - l a y - b e s i d e - m e - t h i s - w o n ' t - h u r t - i - s w e a r
s h e - l o v e s - m e - n o t - s h e - l o v e s - m e - s t i l l - b u t - s h e ' l l - n e v e r - l o v e - a g a i n
s h e - l a y - b e s i d e - m e - b u t - s h e ' l l - b e - t h e r e - w h e n - i ' m - g o n e
b l a c k - h e a r t - s c a r r i n g - d a r k e r - s t i l l - y e s - s h e ' l l - b e - t h e re - w h e n - i ' m - g o n e
y e s - s h e ' l l - b e - t h e r e - w h e n - i ' m - g o n e
d e a d - s u r e - s h e ' l l - b e - t h e r e


r o l e p l a y s
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[2040]
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h i s t o r y
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c r e d i t s
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What happened... said:
<COLOR color="#000">Lucas Chase currently rested in the hospital room of Saint Mungo's. His eyes fluttered open, and all he could see was something white. A white ceiling. That was definitely a change from what he had seen the other night. The night where he snuck out of his home and into the woods. He heard rumors of a werewolf that roamed, and it was the night of the full moon. Lucas closed his eyes as he recalled the events, piece by piece. After all, there was no reason why something like this could ever happen to him. He roamed the woods, that much he could recall, with his camera that had night vision. He also had a flashlight that had weak batteries. Lucas looked down as the flashlight started to flicker, and he was getting more and more frustrated.

Something like a snap alerted him to turn around. However, it was nothing but a small animal roaming the woods. Lucas laughed to himself as he slapped the flashlight a couple of times to get it lit once more. He continued deeper and deeper into the woods, marking on trees with a white piece of chalk so he could navigate back. He found what he was looking for. A female turning into a werewolf. He got out his camera and took pictures of her transformation. It was incredible! Lucas had no idea that she did not take her potion, and lost control. Lucas finished taking his pictures, and turned around to head home, until his foot stepped on a twig. It alerted the wolf's hearing. Lucas turned his head to see that the wolf was now following him. No, hunting him! He ran as fast as he could, away from the predator.

He screamed out, "Mom! Dad! Help!" Lucas felt utterly helpless, and leave it to him to forget his wand inside of his pants drawer! Lucas could see the lights of his house in the distance, but he felt a heavy force shove him against the wooded ground. The taste of dirt and leaves filled his mouth, and he felt a white hot, searing pain on his back. He had no idea that it was teeth marks. He fainted from shock and fear, thus being the last thing he remembered until waking up in the hospital room. Lucas turned to a healer that came to check on him.

"Oh! You are awake. How are you feeling?"

Lucas looked down at his arms and hands, which had scratches from the pounce, but his back felt like he was stabbed or something. "My back really hurts. What happened?"

"I...I am so sorry. You were attacked by a werewolf."

"I gathered that. But why is my back hurting? I know it landed on me." The healer looked absolutely concerned, which only made Lucas narrow his eyes. Was the healer a damn mudblood? Could she be this dumb? Leave it to his luck that he was being served by someone of lesser status!

"The werewolf bit you. We did all we could to help against the scarring, but the damage is done. We will advise your school to give you wolfsbane every month to deal with your condition." The healer marked on some sort of clipboard, before leaving the room.

Lucas was left alone, utterly shocked over the news. He started to laugh, "No, I mean, I know this could not have happened to me. I am a pure-blood, not a werewolf. I just can't be." His laughter eventually ceased before he realized the reality of the situation. Devastation, anger, disgust filled his entire being. He started to shout, tears swelling in his eyes, "I can't be a werewolf! You hear me! This can never happen to someone like me! I am a pure-blood, damn it!" Lucas reached over and grabbed a small vase with flowers that was sitting on his table next to his bed, and slung it across the room. It shattered into a million pieces. Tears poured out of his eyes, as his voice changed from rage to utter depression, "This can't be happening to me."​
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