Full Name: Jennifer Catherine Brennan
Nickname/Alias:JC
Age: 23
Age apparent: Early 20’s
Gender:Female
Sexuality:Straight but she’s been attracted to the ladies from time to time so maybe 75-80% straight.
Occupation:Street musician
Languages: English, smattering of Spanish (one semister in HS)
Species: Lycanthrope ze volf

Overall Appearance:
JC stands just shy of six feet tall.  Her build is about average, somehow her hips decided to make up for her small chest to balance things out by being somewhat on the larger side (at least when she looks in the mirror).  When she’s on her game, her green eyes shows her inner mischievous streak.  Her jeans have seen better days, torn from wear and tear rather than being the expensive kind that come worn and torn, the same can be said for her t-shirts.  JC saves her flowy skirts for when she’s playing guitar in the park or in front of the bus station for pocket money because they just get little tears in them too easily and they’re expensive thank you very much.  She keeps her long red hair in a pony tail just to keep it out of the way.

Powers:
Acute Senses: 3
Fast Healing: 4
Physical Prowess:3
Feel the City: 1 - At first then rising as she spends time because she's been away
Aura of Power: 3
Silver Vulnerability: Average? (7?)
Feel the Call: Average? (7?)

Over time:
Pass as Human (since she’s been hiding under the radar this might be something she’s close to learning if she hasn’t already).
Hybrid Form (as she gets more comfortable in her skin it seems natural).
Other than that, I think it’d be situational… if she ends up getting called constantly by crazy vampires she might learn to resist the call or at least become aware of when a vampire is trying to put the mojo on her.

Height: 5’11
Weight: 145
Eye Color: Green
Hair color: Red
Hair Style: Long, usually in a pony tail
Complexion: pale/freckles
Body shape: slim
Clothing: Tie Dyed t-shirts and jeans usually, sometimes she likes to dress things up with a scally cap.
Character Model: Felicia Day



History:
JC stood on the field holding her lacrosse stick as she watched Mark walk by.  He blew her a kiss… so cute she thought.  Her parents hated him, too old, too much leather jacket and too much whatever.  Her daydream was interrupted as the ball hit her in the face mask, knocking her backwards to the grass.
While her teammates helped picked her up off the ground and the coach berated her for daydreaming, JC was of course daydreaming.  She wanted to see Mark tonight but it was board game night and she’d be stuck playing Life or Monopoly.  She did like playing Feed the Kitty with little Trish though and Dad would put on his sad face if she didn’t want to play.  But she wasn’t a kid anymore and her parents had to understand that.  Ug, why did everything have to be so hard?  Maybe she’d sneak out tonight after everyone went to bed.  That way everyone would be happy, right?

JC was turned at the age of 15 by her older  boyfriend Mark (17) who didn’t give her the courtesy of letting her know what he was planning first.  Shortly after, JC’s mother took her younger sister out for a trip with some other family members.  JC didn’t go because she wasn’t feeling ‘right’.  Her father stayed home to keep an eye on her.  During the night, the moon rose and JC blanked out.  When she awoke, she was surrounded by the gory remains of her father.  She fled her home in a panic and lived homeless for a while, not knowing what happened.  She ran into Mark a few days later who told her to get out of Marquette.  He gave JC some money and told her that people were looking for her.  What he didn't tell her was that if his pack found out what he did, he'd be in just a tad bit of trouble.

JC used the money Mark gave her at the bus station and bought a ticket for the first place on the list (Boston) where she lived on the streets where she had a second panicked change (and another corpse), she was tracked down by a pack who took her in and showed her the ropes.  Fortunately, Martha, one of the pack members was a therapist and did his best to try and help JC come to grips with what happened to her father.  They managed to get her back in school under an assumed name and she even managed to get into a liberal arts college where she studied music for a couple years before her life was turned upside down again.  Life was good again and she started enjoying her new life.

One day when JC returned from class, she found the pack’s ‘clubhouse’ bathed in blood.  Her mentor Martha had survived long enough to tell JC about the attack.  Simone, the pack’s Lupa had declared herself Freyja.  The pack was already under stress from competition with two other packs, not to mention the rising moon.  In the ensuing  chaos, most of the pack had either died or fled.  Unknown to JC, the Master Vampire of Boston had decided to cull the number of packs and had been working behind the scenes to manipulate things.

JC stayed with the pack remains for a few hours before doing the right thing and giving them a worthy send off.  She poured gasoline over the house, opened the gas lines and left some lit candles.  There wasn’t much left of the house after that (or any non-broken windows for a few blocks).  She took a car, tossed a few changes of clothes and a couple guitars into the back seat and just started driving.

JC spends most of her time busking (street musician) for gas/food money while sleeping in her car or in a tent and randomly driving from town to town.

She didn't know how she wound up back in Marquette.  JC just drove from place to place and somehow ended up back home where it all started.  There was nothing here for her.  Except for mom and Trish but she didn't want to see them did she?  Maybe she could just look?  It'd been eight years, JC was probably dead and buried like her father.  She thought about that life, nobody pushing each other, conversations about normal stuff and shook her head.  What about Mark?  Was he still around?  Why the hell was she even here?

Living or dead Family:
Father: Mark Brennan (deceased)
Mother: Amanda Brennan - In town
Sister: Trisha Brennan (16) living with mother.
Southie Vikings - Deceased (her old pack)