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NAME: Tyrell Keanu Neilson
NICKNAME: Ty, Tyr
AGE: 25
DATE OF BIRTH: June 05, 1995

MARITAL STATUS: Single
SEXUALITY: Bisexual

OCCUPATION: Waiter
HOMETOWN: Honolulu, Hawai'i
PARENTS: Eugene and Jennifer
SIBLINGS: Erika, 16

shapeshifter

Tyrell is a shapeshifter, though the why and how of that ability is a mystery to him. He can change into any creature he has either seen and studied in real life or that he has touched. Additionally, he can commune with nature in such a way that he is able to communicate with plants, as well as beasts while not in a shifted form. He is literally thick-skinned and capable of healing at an accelerated rate.

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{ Tyrell Neilson

do every stupid thing that makes you feel alive;
do every stupid thing to try to drive the dark away.

personality

QUIRKS: fast heart, one earring at a time, always humming or singing
LIKES: music, gaming, people, learning, cliff diving, extreme sports
DISLIKES: being alone, being confined, routine, lies and liars

Tyrell is a bit of a shifter when it comes to personality, depending on how the mood strikes him. For the most part, he is friendly and curious, asking one too many questions and answering one too few of himself. He gets away with it, usually, with charm and humor, but can and will fight when he feels cornered. Turn his own shit back on him and you will see just how fierce he can be.

He always, always feels what he feels. He does not sugar coat things and he will not hide his emotions for the benefit of others. He is aware that this is not the best policy at all times, not the number one way to win friendships. Sometimes it's even a little selfish, his feelings taking priority over someone else's. But he's tired of pretending and this is the one avenue that he has of expressing himself.

He is a good and loyal friend. He will defend those he cares about and he will always be there when he's needed. He takes promises seriously and refuses to break them if it's at all within his power. His grip on truth might be suspect, all things considered, but he knows what it means to be family, to be a friend. A bit of an adrenaline junkie these days, Tyrell will engage in anything if he thinks it's exciting enough. That could mean diving off a cliff or engaging in a heated debate when he has no horse in the race. When it comes to adventures, he doesn't have a death wish, but a part of him does want to test how far he can take his body and relies on the fact that he can transform into another creature if things get tough. When it comes to arguments, he can be a bit of a troll, if it's funny and gets the other person(s) heated, but he can easily shrug off an argument that doesn't mean anything to him and let bygones be bygones. Expects it, too.

appearance

HEIGHT: 5'8"
BUILD: muscled and lean
HAIR: dark brown
EYES: dark brown

Tyrell tends for comfort rather than style, though he does know how to clean up when he needs to. It does not help him that he was raised in an island lifestyle, living in shorts and t-shirts for 99% of the year. His clothing consists mostly of graphic tees with pop culture references and puns. He never wears close-toed shoes if he can help it, and jeans feel like punishment. He hates the cold but also hates layers, so it's a good thing he's built tough the way that he is.

He has multiple tattoos, including several phrases in small font as well as a line of music wrapped around one bicep. He has both ears pierced but likes to wear one earring at a time of various styles.

When he shifts, these marks are not noticeable. He changes into the standard colors of a creature, but if there's a variety of colors within the species, he tends towards the darker or brown/black hues.

history

All his life, Tyrell has been easy to like. He is a little bit of a charmer, but more to the point, he liked to be what others wanted him to be. It was the little things: picking up a book because someone else wanted to talk about it, listening to bands that everyone else liked, going along with the group when they picked where to eat. Harmless, on the surface, but for Tyrell it's always felt like hiding. Having discovered who he was, what he could do, at age 14, he didn't have a lot of time to figure out what he wanted for himself before his new reality was thrust upon him. He dropped hints to his parents at first, tried to interest them in the fantasy books he was reading and the shows about werewolves he was watching. He outright asked if they believed in them sometimes and was answered with either a chuckle from his father or a hissed order to wash the dishes from his mother. If they were anything like him, they weren't showing it. Which meant Tyrell was on his own.

As a freak.

He tried to hide what he was as best as he could and for several years, it was easy. He was, more or less, in control of his shifting. It never happened to him unexpectedly, only when he thought about it. In fact, it seemed difficult to tap into and the longer he left it, the more that seemed to be the case.

It was only when he was hiking one day that it even became an issue. He slipped and fell at the edge of a mountain and as the ground dropped out from beneath him, in his panic he reached out for the first creature he saw: a bird. A nene, a goose, no less, but it was a flying creature and it saved his life. Tyrell managed to glide from the height down to the foot of the mountain and to safety. From that point on, he was determined to figure out what it was that made him tick.

He still hid from people. He couldn't not. But he also learned when to be himself. He learned when to show himself and take a chance. Not to humans, of course. But once he started looking, Tyrell found that there was so much more to the world than he had thought before. Mermaids and menehune and ghosts populate the islands and the surrounding seas, and they tell stories of even more creatures, ones that Tyrell frankly does not want to meet, but he knows they are there. Gods, too, are apparently a thing, but try as Ty might, he cannot seem to get into contact with them.

And with this newfound desire to know himself magically came a rush of learning about himself on a basic human level as well. Most of his friends adapted to his change in attitude and hobbies, but some fell off, disappointed by the fact that they didn't have a yes man following them around. But once he had truly tapped into his power, Tyrell refused not to show his strength -- of body, of magic, of character -- again.

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