My Plague

Max Mason || 28 || Werewolf "A snap of the synapse And now it's fuckin' war..." - Slipknot's My Plague

[desirable-anna-foley]

  She looked at him. “You’re a born wolf. And you have your sister. You don’t know what it’s like to be alone out there. Trying to learn these things on your own.” she said simply. “A pact can be a saving grace, to know someone is on your side.” she said softly. “You may not see that as important but it is.” She opened the door to the bar. “At least you got it done. FInishing business is always good.”

[aknifeintheshell]

((He sighed hard, shaking his head again.)) You have no idea, Abigail. ((He told her, not sure if he wanted to get into this sort of discussion with her. He remembered how optimistic and bright she had been when they first met, but still...)) It's more than learnin' how to be a wolf. You bitten wolves have no idea how it's like to really live in a pack an' grow up in one. It's ruthless. It's about power an' control an' bein' on the right side when shit hits the fan. ((He said, tensing once more as he continued talking.)) Born wolves have human bodies but you sure as hell better remember we're animals first. ((He said, looking at her seriously.)) Alphas an' betas bein' torn apart limb by limb ain't news. It happens all the time. Their offspring bein' chased out or killed themselves, nothin' new. ((Max took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down since he could feel his teeth starting to change.)) Any lone wolf can learn how to be a wolf. Take 'em longer, but they'd do it. Better that than lose everythin' you have in a bloody turf war. ((He looked away from her quickly, having not meant to go that in depth or personal with his words.)) An' it's only good if it really does make it all finished.

[howtosaveawolf]

  ((Taking in what Max said, P.D. sat there and nodded, knowing all of that was true.)) That’s the thing, Max. I don’t want it anymore. I know my pack would’ve wanted more out of me, my father…the Alpha, would’ve wanted me to be the man I could and live a life outside of what they had gone through. Revenge is never satisfyin’, from what I know, an’ I’d rather be happy knowin’ that somethin’ or someone’ll do it down the road. ((P.D. mused as he made sure to keep his gaze away from Max. He could smell the salty tears that were desperate to escape from Max’s eyes, leaving P.D. to believe that he needed some time to himself.)) That’s why I said that you don’t need t’ go to Chris. Come t’ me if either of ya need anythin’. Ya got some family, right? She’s ‘round an’ that means somethin’. My advice on gettin’ past what happened, after what ya’ve done…enjoy the life you’ve got knowin’ that you can see your sister and all that know ya in this town each an’ every fuckin’ day. ((Finally standing up, P.D. turned to look at Max.)) Life’s fuckin’ shitty, I know this shit as well as you do. I’m not gonna stand here an’ do what others do. It’s not what I wanted years ago. I wanted t’ tell people t’ fuck off an’ just get high so I didn’t have t’ smell the burnin’ flesh of my pack anymore. What I do to get past it? I just try my best to enjoy those I’m ‘round. I’m not sayin’ it’ll work for ya, but findin’ somethin’ t’ actually give ya some sort of purpose’ll get ya past what happened; move on from what ya’ve done.

[aknifeintheshell]

I do have her an' only here. Why I said you fuckin' pulled messed up shit. ((He said, dropping the paper towels on the counter and tossing away the trash. He stayed in the  kitchen and just listened to P.D. since he didn't want to be in the same room s someone right now.)) It's like this fuckin'...Just this damned black cloud, hangin' over my head all the time. I thought takin' 'em out would fix it all, but it didn't. ((He heard P.D. standing up and walking towards him. Max moved to the fridge and pulled it open, using the act of finding a beer to keep his distance.)) Everythin's just empty. Nothin' means anything' anymore. ((He said, pulling a beer from the fridge and finally looking back to P.D. since he had his emotions more under control.)) I'm tryin' to distract myself. Not workin' yet.

[his-hollow-heart]

  Peter puts his hand to his head as he tries to get up. He is still feeling the world spin and he awkwardly dries his bloody nose with his sleeve, but it won’t stop running. “Jeesus…. Fuck…” He mourns, swaying slightly side to side as he tries to get up on his feet. “You’re… stronger than you look like” He said, but now with quite a different tone than before. It was way more serious than the Peter most people knew.

[aknifeintheshell]

((Max watched as he tried to get up, not stepping forward to help the human. If he passed out, then he'd probably get some help. But anything else, he wasn't doing a thing. The human seemed like an annoying asshole, so he had better get used to punches before long; Max did.)) I'm not fuckin' weak. ((He said, accidentally letting a bit of a growl enter into his voice as he said that.))

[desirable-anna-foley]

  She nodded. “Besides that  I think being part of a pack is easier here and I quite enjoy being a part.” she said softly remembering being on her own. She wouldn’t wish that on any wolf. She didn’t even think of the mason siblings as lone wolves. They were a part of her pact whether or not they admitted to it. “Fine.” she said with a smile. “Why weren’t you. I mean you don’t have to answer but I am curious.” she asked.

[aknifeintheshell]

((He shook his head twice, a frown on his face.)) No, it ain't. Pack's just somethin' else that can get fucked up. ((He said seriously, sounding like he believed his words completely.And after having experienced what had happened in his old pack, Max highly doubted anyone would be able to change his mind.)) I had to take care of unfinished business back home. Took me longer than I planned. I almost missed the meetin' too. ((he said, keeping his gaze away from her and fixed straight ahead.))

[howtosaveawolf]

  ((Listening to him, P.D. could tell what it was about. He wanted revenge just like P.D. did when he was younger. He didn’t give him a look of pity since he knew Max would never appreciate it so he kept his expression the same as it was when he previously asked his own question to the other wolf.)) Annie didn’t tell me anythin’…but I get exactly what you’ve been feelin’. I may not have been in the same situation but I wanted nothin’ more than vengeance in the memory of my old pack. It’s a fucked up world us wolves live in. It ain’t nothin’ but a buncha fuckin’ violence. It’s like runnin’ with a gang. Hostile take overs, turf wars, murder…it’s insane. But it’s our lives, it’s all we’ve known for those o’ us who’ve been born into it. ((P.D. looked away from Max for a moment, giving the man some time to relax.)) I’ve done the whole, takin’ off an’ goin’ back. You obviously succeeded since you’re here. I wasn’t. My enemy were hunters an’ a certain wolf who led them to our pack. The trail’s been cold since I was twenty two. You got that revenge, I dunno how ya feel now…but ya got it. I got none of that but then again, I don’t think I’d ever wanna at this point. I know what comes ‘round, goes ‘round.

[aknifeintheshell]

((He looked at P.D. as he finished talking. Honestly, he had thought of the man as always being part of Chris' pack, but he obviously had guessed wrong. And from how he was talking, it looked like his old pack wasn't around any longer just like his parents.)) It is. Bitten ones don't know it like that. How fucked up it really can get. ((He sighed and looked away from P.D. His memories were starting to overwhelm him, especially since they were talking about it openly. Well, somewhat openly.)) You don't want it. ((He said suddenly, looking back to P.D. with a hard set of his jaw.)) It doesn't do a damned thing in makin' anythin' better. Just makes everythin' worse. ((He said vehemently, standing up and picking up his things and the roll of paper towels.)) Gotta toss this shit. ((He said shortly, waiting till his back was turned to swipe angrily at his eyes.))

[his-hollow-heart]

  In a exceptional speed his balance being conflicted and pushed out of control by a massive punch in the eye. Peter slams into the ground and as he does shouts and swear from the top of his lungs. An intense pain struck his nose, eye and head and for a moment he was feeling faint and confused. His hands were quick to cover his face, only to feel a warm rush of blood streaming into his palms. “Aagh! Aagh! What the fuck, man? Are you trying to kill me? Agh, good God! Fuck!” He screams in between mournings as pain is hitting him.

[aknifeintheshell]

((Max rolls his eyes when he starts screaming about trying to kill him.)) It was a fuckin' punch. Stop bein' a damn pussy. ((He told him, not caring that there was a difference between human and werewolf strength. The human had been more than annoying and the joke on his mother had pushed him into the land of "not caring,"))

[desirable-anna-foley]

  She saw him tensing at that just made her happier to complete her actions. She couldn’t help it. Especially with the wolves she constantly felt herself acting the bratty little sister. Teasing and making them uncomfortable seemed to be the highlight of her day. “I don’t think they do. There are probably loads more attacks cause their wolves can’t get out.” she said thinking of her own attack

[aknifeintheshell]

Makes sense, I guess. Wolves should just move to small towns. Keep hunters not as aware of us if there's less attacks. ((He said with a shrug, his action causing her own arm to move up and down slightly. The wolf always seemed happier when it was let out often, that much was pretty obvious.)) Drinks on me. I wasn't in town to get breakfast after the full moon. ((He said, remembering how she had paid for their meals.)) 

[howtosaveawolf]

  ((Hearing that he had taken off, P.D. raised a brow and sighed.)) Alright, man. I just wanna know why ya left. It’s the only question I’ll ask about that entire situation. I mean, if it’d make your sister flip a shit, then it’s obviously somethin’ I should know. ((P.D. mentioned while keeping his eyes locked on Max. If Max were to look into his eyes as well, he’d see that P.D. meant no harm nor would he tell anyone. P.D. could keep secrets, especially about something as serious as this sounded.))

[aknifeintheshell]

((He shoved the last of his sandwich into his mouth since there wasn't much left. Looking to P.D. when he asked his question, he sighed hard through his nose and finished eating slowly. Taking a long drink of his beer and finishing the bottle, he set his empty dishes aside before finally giving the other wolf his attention.)) It didn't have nothin' to do with all this shit. ((He started saying, shaking his head once.)) I dunno if Annie said anythin'. But we were run out of our old pack. And I went back to take revenge. ((He said in a flat voice, the memories of his trip still fresh in his mind.)) It's why our parents aren't in the picture.

[in-the-ozarks-rp-blog]

Max Mason - 28 - Sebastian Stan - Werewolf - Bartender

“Get your pity away from me.”

Biography

Small towns were what Max knew like the back of his hand. He was born and raised in one and now lives in a different, but still small, town. Back in his hometown, he had enjoyed life as the youngest of two siblings to the local packmaster. His father was a respected, though sometimes feared, wolf who had inherited the pack from his father. With his beta, Max’s mother, at his side, the pack enjoyed continuous prosperity. Since his older sister showed no interest in running a pack, Max was taught everything their father knew about being a capable alpha.

But sometimes, Max indulged in some selfish pleasures; taking advantage of his unique position in the pack. He could be sarcastic, stubborn and greedy when he wanted to be. Traits his father was trying to work with him on eliminating since they weren’t desirable for a good alpha. Though there was hope for Max, since he often did show a fierce loyalty and protectiveness for those he truly cared about. Once he considered someone one of his own, he’d do almost anything to protect them and make them happy.

Things started to change in the pack though. A rival started to challenge the pack master, jealous of the Mason bloodline and how they ran the pack. Starting a riot which led to a pseudo civil war within the pack, the alpha and beta were both torn to pieces by the challenger and his supporters. Everyone that had fought for Max’s father were either killed or spared once they swore loyalty to the new packmaster. The Mason siblings escaped with their lives, Max’s sister leading them to another small town several cities over where she thought they would be safe.

It’s been a couple of years since that had happened and Max is still reeling from his parents’ murders. Whenever he thinks of his old pack, the traitors being led by the unworthy alpha, he sees red. It is his greatest desire to go back to his old hometown and finish off the pack, even if he has to do it on his own. But for now, he is trying to get on with life. His sister is encouraging him to make connections, find friends, and he is doing it only because of his love for her.

Personality

+ Loyal, Determined, Protective

- Cynical, Moody, Reckless

Connections

Alexander Buchanan - The two met over cigarettes and quickly bonded once they realized they shared a similar mind set when it came to the world around them.

Vincent Waters - The older Shifter let Max into his restaurant after hours when the wolf was in a tight spot. As much as Max hates to admit it, he owes the man one.

Christopher Michaels - The resident pack master knew Max’s father while he had been alive. He is hoping that he can recruit his help, along with his pack’s, to take down his old pack.

[howtosaveawolf]

  ((P.D. shrugged as well, never one to pester someone into a field of questions. Max never seemed to be someone who liked being slammed with that kind of crap.)) Either way, we’ll see what happens. No one’s a fuckin’ psychic so it’s not like we have any answers until shit fuckin’ happens, ya know? ((Taking a bite of his sandwich, chewing slowly as he let his eyes fall back on Max.)) So, I heard your sister was lookin’ for ya an’ shit. An’ at the meetin’, ya looked like ya got hit by a truck five times.

[aknifeintheshell]

Yeah, I guess. ((He said, focusing on his food for the moment. To Alex and Annie, he would let his guard down a bit and show them how low his self-esteem actually was. But with P.D.? A wolf that was in line to be an alpha? Not a chance.)) Oh, heard, huh? I had some shit to deal with back home. Took longer than it shoulda, I almost missed the meetin'. ((He explained, remembering how long it had taken him to get back to town. He couldn't have ridden a bus or any public transportation with how he looked without causing alarm. So he had been forced to walk the whole way, making a lot of stops to give his injured body a break.)) Didn't really tell Annie 'cause I knew she'd flip.

[his-hollow-heart]

Peter’s grin widened slowly. He was having so much fun with this guy. There was really no denying, being “fucked in the head” and all. Peter knew he often came off as a special case, and that didn’t worry him the slightest. He was having too much fun. And like always he was going to use one of his favorite phrases. The one’s he used whenever P.D was the target. There was a silence. An anticipation that grew stronger and stronger the further his words were gliding down his tongue. “… Yo mama” slipped out, as innocently as they originated once in his teenage years many years ago. 

[aknifeintheshell]

((Max didn't like how this human kid was just standing there, smiling at him. It put him on edge, especially with everything he had been going through. It didn't matter if Max put himself through it willingly, he was still reeling from the after effects of it all. But then he heard those words come out of his mouth. Max had barely time to recall that it was some sort of human humor before his fist was already flying out towards the human. Max was under too much pressure as of right now. Unfilled vengeance, no sleep, the general inability to get his life on track...It was all bottled up and this idiotic human, using the idea of Max's mother as some kind of joke, made it all explode from him. Max put a lot of his weight behind the punch, knowing it would hit the kid who wouldn't be able to doge it in time because of his human reflexes.))

[howtosaveawolf]

  ((As P.D. watched her slam the door and then let his gaze fall back to Max, he shrugged and picked up the beer he was given when he arrived.)) I’m sure there’s a good guy out there for her. ((He said with a chuckle and took a drink of the beer in his hand.)) So what about you? I’m sure your sister’s pimpin’ ya out our somethin’ if you’re doin’ it t’ her.

[aknifeintheshell]

((He shrugged at the comment and took another bite. Max could tell sometimes Annie was a bit lonely, but he had no idea how to help out with that. He wasn't really good at match making or anything like that. Washing his food down with a swig of beer, he looked to P.D. with another shrug.)) Prob'ly, I dunno. Nah, I don't think so. Not a lot to pimp out. ((He added, taking another bite.))

[desirable-anna-foley]

  She smiled and linked her arm with his leaning up and pressing her lips to his cheek. She was a touchy feely person. She couldn’t just change that on a drop of a hat even if he didn’t like it. “I haven’t really known much outside of Ozarka. But I don’t think I’d enjoy a place where I couldn’t have a large area to run in.” she said shaking her head

[aknifeintheshell]

((He closed his eyes and barely suppressed an irritated growl at her actions. Obviously, she was one of those people who had to touch people for some reason. But he had seen her going for his arm and had felt her leaning up, so he hadn't been caught unawares. And fortunately for Abigail's sake, Alex was slowly starting to get him used to people who insisted on having to touch.)) I only ever been in small towns. The last place I was at had some woods and fields. Just nothin' like this. Don't know how people like us make it in cities.

[howtosaveawolf]

  Wait…your sister’s name is Agnes? ((He said, furrowing his brows a bit before snickering quietly. Soon enough, something goes flying past P.D. and right at Max. As P.D. looked at it, he laughed. It was a roll of paper towels.)) I’m pretty sure it’ll work out with Daisy but thanks for tryin’. ((Annie growled loudly while she was in the kitchen, walking back into the living room and dropping the plate into Max’s lap while handing P.D.’s nicely to him. “I’m going to work.” She told them, grabbing her keys and making her way out of the door and slamming it. Taking a bite of the sandwich, he growled softly in appreciation.))

[aknifeintheshell]

Paper towels? Fuckin' seriously? ((He asked her, catching them as they bounced off of his chest. Stuffing it between him and the chair he was sitting in.)) Annoyin' and has a damn temper. Hope things with blondie do work out. She seems nicer. ((He said, smirking just as Annie came into the room. He knew something was going to happen, but he wasn't sure what. Catching his plate before it slipped off his lap, he rolled his eyes as she treated P.D.'s food more nicely. Fixing his sandwich, he looked over when the door slammed.)) Ha, she's so pissed. ((He said, taking a bite with a shrug. Max knew Annie would be calmer before she came home.))

[desirable-anna-foley]

  She smiled and shrugged. “Sam’s bar.” she asked. She really didn’t know too many bars in town. “Too bad though. I love the wind in my fur. Especially now that it’s cooler.” she told him

[aknifeintheshell]

((He thought for a moment before nodding.)) Yeah, Sammy's place will be alright. ((He agreed, not really wanting to go to his own work and get drunk there. At least if he and Abigail got too drunk to get anywhere, Samantha would know who to call.)) There's more woods here than back home. It's a nice change bein' able to run in bigger areas.

[howtosaveawolf]

  Yeah, just… Wait, what?! ((He asked as his eyes widened and he looked over at Annie who was yelling, “I swear to fuckin’ God, Chauncey!” P.D. turned to look at Max with a confused but amused expression.)) Chauncey?

[aknifeintheshell]

((He let out a bark of laughter when Annie started to yell, but he made a face when P.D. repeated his middle name.))Yeah, and? It's my middle name. Her's is Agnes. ((He said, gesturing back to the kitchen.)) If things don't work out with blondie, you can always try annie. She's kinda annoyin' but she's pretty good at cookin'. ((He said, smirking since he was teasing.))

[his-hollow-heart]

  "Ayyy!" Peter exclaims, grinning. "Today was the wrong day for that sort of comment, I bet. Yeah? You’ve got quite the attitude, man. No one can deny me that, fo sho"

[aknifeintheshell]

((He kept his growl in, but his face started to show his annoyance.)) What the hell is wrong with you? You fucked in the head or somethin'?