William Slade
From Changeling Venue
| Seeming | Wizened Chirurgeon |
|---|---|
| Court | Winter Court •• |
| Freehold | Magnolia Chateau[1] |
| Player | A. Mckey |
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Overview
Alias(es): William "Billy" Slade
Sometimes known as Dr. Frostbite
Real Name: Dead and buried, the name is on a wall in Washington D.C. look for it if you want.
Age: Looks around 24, but is 55
Concept:
Then: Ex-hippie and army medic
Now: Runs a Funeral home that doubles as a clinic for changeling's that have just crossed the hedge, poor changeling's, or ones that have been changed by the fae they can't go to normal doctors.
Personally: He is trying to come to grips with his past. The horrors he has seen, and the pains he had to inflict.
Entitlement:
Winter King in the Magnolia Chateau Freehold. Other then that, none.
Physical description:
Mask:
When he walks around in public, he walks with an air of that he does not want to be seen. He is tall, but for some reason he seems short to you. Lanky, long brown hair in a pony tail or braided. His clothes tend to be worn and comfy. Jeans worn and faded, t-shirt, and either old combat boots or saddles.
When he is in his funeral home in veiw of the public he wears a suit, and always has a smile on his face. He gives an air of relief and comfort.
When he is in the morgue working, white lab coat.
Mein: He may be tall, but he is short in statued. Long brown hair, with blue horns that look as if they were surgically implanted on his head.. His skin is the same color blue as his horns are. His body is covered in scar. Some made by his keeper, some not.
Character Information
Known History
Basic Timeline:
Born Sept. 6, 1948 in CA
Went to College, Premed 1966
Dropped out in 1968 to be a Hippie
Draft in 1969 US Army Medic Core - Combat Medic
Went to Vietnam in 1970
Taken by Fae in 1972
Escaped in Jan. of 2003
Current Activities:
Is currently the Winter King in the Baton Rouge Freehold.
Owns and works at his funeral home: Hedge Memorial Funeral Services, L.L.C.
Merit Details:
Background:
He was born Taylor Elwood in Sept. 6, 1948 to Isaac and Molly Elwood in Mill Valley, Marin County California. He was the younger of two boys. His father was an Air Force Medic whom later became one of the local doctors and his mother was a home maker and artist. He grew up in the typical 1950's Leave it to Beaver style of life. From a young age he showed a gift in medicine. In the fall 1966 he started pre-med at University of California, Berkeley. He excelled in biology and chemistry. In the summer of 1968, while vacationing at home for the summer his parents revealed that his older brother had been drafted and sent to Vietnam. They didn't want to worry him while he was in school. In early August, a week before he was due to return to school he and his family received a telegram that he his brother was killed in a Viet Cong offensive in Nha Trang. He never made it back to school.
He left college and joined the Counter-culture and Peace Movement. He drifted from city to city in a drug induced haze protesting the war and fighting for free love and mind altering drugs. While protesting in Chicago in 1969 he tripped out on some heavy drugs and woke up at an Army recruits office. It seemed that he was drafted but no one could find him. He decided to join the Army I memory of his brother or in revenge of his brother, he decided to serve. He joined the Army Medical Core and went through basic training and more training to become an Army combat medic. In early 1970 he was shipped out to Vietnam as a Staff Sergeant and was stationed at a base in Quang Duc near the Cambodian border. He went out on patrols, ambushes, incursions into Cambodia (Unofficially of course), while working at the base infirmary.
In May of 1972, during the eastern Offensive his platoon was trying to defend and take a hill. There was heavy gun fire and multiple explosions along with massive causalities. While trying to drag and treat as many soldiers as he had an altercation with his CO. However, that did not stop him for continuing to help his fallen comrades.
Things started to look dark as they could not get reinforcements or get evacuated out of the area. Then all of a sudden, Taylor saw what looked like a figure made out of bright light. At first he believed it to be an angel, he asked the angel for help. He figure asked why it should help him. He begged, saying he would do anything for the ability to help save his friends. The figured agreed and gave him the abilities. Taylor felt his knowledge of medicine as well as his abilities explode in his head. His fingers grew longer and more he had increase dexterity. But before he could treat even one of the dying the figured seems to turn dark black and laughed out loud. Taylor felt himself being dragged to the figure unable to stop himself, unable to save anyone. Before he knew it, he had been taken by the Gentry.
Over the next few weeks Taylor realized what had happened. He had asked for the ability to save others, but to be able to use it. His first few weeks he was strapped to what looked like a hospital table naked in a candle lit room. The room reminded him of the operating room from the 1900's with the large circle working area and the high stands for people to watch.
Motley
Allies
Aleksandra "Sasha" Petrovna Svetlova
Enemies
Anyone who hurts or tries to take the people i care about. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!
Character Inspirations
A whole LOT of watching Platoon.
Doctor Faust from Shaman King
THis character has evolved far from what he was suppose to be.
Theme Music
Some folks are born made to wave the flag, Ooh, theyre red, white and blue. And when the band plays hail to the chief, Ooh, they point the cannon at you, lord,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no senators son, son. It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, no,
Yeah! Some folks are born silver spoon in hand, Lord, dont they help themselves, oh. But when the taxman comes to the door, Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no millionaires son, no. It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, no.
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes, Ooh, they send you down to war, lord, And when you ask them, how much should we give? Ooh, they only answer more! more! more! yoh,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no military son, son. It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, one.
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no fortunate one, no no no, It aint me, it aint me, I aint no fortunate son, no no no,
Creedence Clearwater Revival Fortunate Son
Quotes
"Despair? I'll tell you want despair is! Despair is never seeing your brothers or friends again because they were sent to fight and die in a meaningless conflict! despair is waking up in a fox hole or a bunker and realizing your life is no longer in your control. Dispair is having people you care about die in your arms as you try to save them. Dispair? let me tell you about my tour in HELL!"
"Trust me...I'm a doctor...is that suppose to be there..."
"Sure you don't want extra fingers? Ever thought about wings? i can put them in!"
Rumors
His is listed as M.I.A, but is wanted for suspision of fragging his CO.
He has no Fetch
He may have been married to a hippie he knew but can't remember her, her name, and barely her face. He knows they had..."relations".
Some of his scars may have been self mutilation.
No one knows about his taken. The true story, he made a deal and went willing.
He has a phobia of guns, instead has a custom made bone saw in a holster.
