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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Jan 25, 2007 15:58:02 GMT -5
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Name: Olly Nickname: Nukeles Race: Homosapian (Human) ^^ Hair color: Black Eye color: Green height/weight: I am about 5 foot 7 inches which isn't very tall. Strong in Legs and Arms, not a close combat fighter. Weapon: Bow and Arrows, small hunting dagger Powers: Different types of magic arrows that are good against the supernatural. - Hunters reflex's - can sence when a being is in the area or when he is in danger. Nature: Good with handling wildlife, can't become an animal though Breed: Human (other creature) Personality: I'm on the side that offers the most money. Enjoy's being in forestry with animals more than with intelects. Clothing: wears tight forest green pants and t-shirt that blends in well with forestry. Brown cloak. Tight leather boots. History: At the age of five my father taught me how to hunt with a bow and arrow. His job had been to hunt the supernatural or the not so super. By the time I was ten years old I could hit whatever I wanted to. I never waisted an arrow. One day my father was told to go on a quest to slay a Vampire that had taken control of a rich man's home. Even though the description showed us that there would be many foes to face on the way my father could not turn down such an enormous paycheck. My mother has been treating me horribly since my father left. She hits me around and yells at me. She expects me to do all the work while she just sits on her chair eating the food I get for her. I dropped out of my "school" to provide for her and I. I don't think its that big a deal since I got what I needed to know anyway. I've taken on my fathers career now. I hunt anything that will end with a paycheck. I've always been good with animals. They seem to like me, not sure why, but it all works out. Now I am 17 years old. I've left my house since my father still hasn't returned and I don't care enough for that witch to stay there. I've been hunting animals for food, its a good thing my father taught me how to cook the animals after killing them. I still hunt for a living and it gets me enough to survive. My best friends father works as a blacksmith so for my 17th birthday he got me a lot of funky looking arrows. His father told me what each one did. I now had advantages over the supernatural. Eventually, when I feel strong enough I will go to see my father. I've never befriended anyone who isn't humans like I am, but on my journey's I most likely will come across one. I travel through towns for better paying jobs. I've earned enough for a decent life but my adventure isn't over...
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Name: Ozlemek Nickname: dirty crossbreed Hair color: midnight blue Eye color: deep purple height/weight: very thin, but not without muscle, stronger than average Weapon: sharpened metal pole, unbendable, resembles a quarter-staff Powers: resistance to vampire powers beyond their physical strength/speedis learning to manipulate fire inate ability to sense people whom he has previously encountered Animal: involantarily turns into a vampire-esque creature Breed: Mutated Vampire Personality: tries to do what is right, but inevitably has to feed History: his earliest memory is from three months ago, he awoke submerged, sinking into a deep abyss, after struggling to swim to the surface, and a crawl onto shore, he came across a man wondering by the shore at night. the man, seeing the half drowned, naked man, took pity on him and took him home. he clothed him and tried to nurse him, but he would not eat. he named him ozlemek. a few weeks later, ozlemek awoke to find himself not himself, his vision was defined and in a deep blue, and his breath was deep and panting. on seeing the kind man across from him he felt a uncontrolable urge, a hunger. and so he had his first victim. horrified he fled. he learned from then that sunlight hurt him and fire frightened him. when he felt the urge to feed, he drank his vicims blood, only to replse himself later. confused and alone, he wondered towards a feeling in his head, a pull toward somewhere, towards someone he knew. and so he came to Burghess City.
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Jan 25, 2007 15:58:37 GMT -5
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Jan 25, 2007 15:59:32 GMT -5
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Name: Qugra Thaian Nickname: Q Hair color: Black Eye color: black height/weight: 7'0" tall with a muscular frame which puts his weight at about 250 pounds Weapons: He carries a Zanbato that is strapped to his back. One such as this.. Powers: He uses his sword as a tool to unleash his powers of sending a rippling wave of force. Usually in the form of a powerful gust of air to obliterate his opponent. Animal: Black Wolfhound Breed: Vampire Personality: Qugra is always calm and friendly. History: His history will be revealed through rps More details: N/A
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Name: Quinlan Nickname: none Color: Red Eye color: Blue when complacent, purple when angry. Stone: Sapphire Flower: Rose Symbol: Candle Element: Fire Personality: Quinlan is a loving dragon, though he tends to be very impulsive and hot headed. Very social and friendly with mortals and always caring for them. He will let nothing harm his friends, be them human or dragon. History: Quinlan was born from an egg in a volcanic region, where his clan lived. He was encouraged to get to know humans and understand them as his clan considered it vital that humans and dragons be close. This has led to Quinlan learning to shapeshift into human forms, so as not to arouse too much fear. He is still young for a dragon however and has much to learn. Despite this he's already had his fair share of battles. More details: His forms tend to be teenaged, they being the age he'd be as a human.
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Name: Qwix Greenbottle Nickname: Qwixy What you are: Gnome Hair color: short and to the point, dark brown with a tint of green Eye color: giant bluish green eyes height/weight: height is about 4ft (roughly up to the waste of a human), weight is 105lbs Weapon: - A short double edged sword - Darts - Studded Plate Mail Powers: - The power to not be effected by mass - Jump 15ft into the air Animal: Has a pet turtle which itself is trained to act as a transport (the turtle has the power to run at super fast speeds) the turtles name is turtle or turty Breed: Gnome?...Male Personality: Good, Qwix loves to crack jokes and pull small pranks. He is addicted to combat fighting and he and turty love traveling. He is always high spirited and wanting to meet knew people. History:Qwix grew up in a small gnomish village on the ocean, there he spent most his life in training preparing for a war which there village seemed to be caught in the middle of. Although this was the situation they were hardly ever attacked because of the incredibly small number they had, they weren’t important enough. Most of the gnomes would train to become mages of some sort but that was not for Qwix he was to addicted to the wonders of the sword and armour. Someone had to protect the robe styling mages! Qwix’s best friend was a magical turtle he had ‘found’ in the mages quarters one day, once he took it the mages claimed it would never leave him. Soon Qwix left the village with his enchanted turtle and set off to a human town where he learned to become a warrior. Although he could not escape his gnomish stereotype and ended up unintentionally developing powers of his own. Qwix set off to war to fight the good fight when it had ended over the span of his youth. Now 19 years old Qwix left the town to go visit his turtle’s family… which he has no idea where that is!
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Jan 25, 2007 15:59:58 GMT -5
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Name: Rachel Nickname: Rae (you can call her either) Hair color: Mahogany Brown Age: 18 Eye color: Sky Blue height/weight: 5'6/ 120 very athletic looking Weapon: bow& large sword Powers: Great Strength she can stay in the sunlight as long as she wants Animal: Bobcat Personality: Rae is a good vampire, who has great power over her blood-lust. She hates what she is, and wishes she could be anything else. The fact that she is dead haunts her everyday, and she can not help but dislike other vampires for it. But she will admit that, like her, not all of them are bad. She is very outgoing a lot of the time, and she has an edge that causes her to stand out in a crowd. She is attractive, and knows it, so sometimes, she will take to much advantage of it. History: The afternoon of Senior prom, she got ready. Dress on, make up on, only thing left was the hair. No one knew that the hair stylist was a vampire. No one knew that Rachel would be his next victim. But it was fate, and when the time came, no one could stop him. She never went to prom that night, her boyfriend thought he had been ditched. Everyone wondered, where the runner up for the crown was. No one knew she lay in an empty hotel room, with the a gift (or curse) upon her. She woke hungry, and the cleaning lady was to be next. Blood on Rachel's hands she ran, ran until she couldn't run anymore. She collapsed near a small building. A small woman came out and dragged her in. She cleaned the dirt of her face, and gave her a place to sleep. But Rachel woke alone, with a flier for a bar. In big bold letters it said. HELP WANTED. More details: *yawn* i usually would, but I'm really tired
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Name: Rane Color: Her hair is a auburn, a deep red that is almost brown Eye color: Amber height/weight: 5' 3" Weapons: (Hunter Form) She has crossing twin short swords on her back, a small throwing knife on each of her upper arms, dual pistols on on her back right behind her hips, two long daggers on the sides of each leg below her knee, and lastly she has a large witch blade down her spine. (Normal Human Form) She will carry as many blades as her outfit allows. Personality: Closed, she likes to keep herself hard to read. She feels its safer for those around her, if there are any at all. Her mental walls keep herself neutral, at least on the outside. Appearance: Her forehead has five vertical scars in a neat row under her bangs. History: The only daughter of Demitri. A pure blood Werewolf, He was a strong influential leader of a very large pack. She didn't agree with his views and rebelled. She didn't want to become a monster and take the lives of innocent beings. Her father always wanted a son to carry on the pack and continue the blood line. He labeled Rane as a failure and a few years after her birth at the age of six she watched her father slay her mother. She was barren, unable to produce him the son he craved so he exterminated her. Rane's childhood consisted of horrors and torture. She was the outlet to her fathers anger. She was abused and unloved. Demitri constantly forced his views upon her and she was severely punished when she would not obey. It all became so much, and she fled. Her best friend Isacc helped her escape in the middle of the night. He showed her a secret passage in the freezer of the kitchen. The passage was a tunnel that lead her to the outskirts of her father's territory. She left, and vowed to end the lives of creatures like her father. She then dedicated her life to hunting. She lives her life in secret constantly hiding from anything that could give her location to her father. There was a death penalty on her head. She is a tracker, hunting down vampires, demons, werewolves, and other deadly creatures of the underworld. She knew she had to grow stronger or Demitri could never be stopped. Her father sensed the great power within her, he kept her in check using fear and abuse, but now she is free and full of anger and revenge.
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Name: Redem Atororothy Nickname: Gills What you are: Am a fish man. looks like a fish but walks like a man. Sex: Male Hair color: None Eye color: Black and shiny like a fish height/weight: 6'0/130 Weapon: His fish spikes on his back that pop up when he wants them to are filled of poision. Powers: Like a fish. Can breath under water and a speed of one when in the water. Animal: unknown Breed: fish man Personality: He's a very super smart guy. Good. History: Was born in Red Blood lake and kind of raised in the underwater city of Geysiss. He is full fish. Looks like one with the gills and his is the color green but its a dark green. He left home when he was little and became a cop in Red Blood. He wears a water tank on his back that is light that tubs run into his gills so he can walk on land when he needs too. When his partner was murdered trying to save him he left Red Blood and went back underwater to Geysiss and all that so he could get away from his problems but not soon did he know he would could not run from his past forever. More details: Nothing to add right now.
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Name: Rena Adjuril Nickname: Sparky Age: 15 Hair Color: A light brown Eye Color: Yellow Height/Weight: 5' 4" weighs about 95 lbs. Body: She is usually in her black panther form but when she is in her human form, she wears a black, tight, t-shirt type of hoodie and a frilled black skirt. Weapons: She can summon an obsidian longsword, which funnels her electricity. Powers: Since she has a demon panther sealed inside her, she has a variety of abilities. Here are some;
- Her main power which she has mastered is the control of electricity. She can create balls of energy and throw them, make walls of energy, absorb energy from elecrical outlets and other electricity powered objects, shoot bolts of lightning, and many other things. - Heal minor wounds. - Make small barriers. - Summon her magical sword. It is made from obsidian that was created and shaped in hell by satan himself. - Can see the magical aura emitted by living creatures. - Van turn in to a black panther. (she usually prefers this form and only every week or so turns in to her human form.) Animal: None Breed: Human with a demon panther sealed inside her. Personality: Mainly keeps to herself. Does not abide by laws or rules. Dislikes dogs and werewolves. History: I don't want to sound like other characters history but she can't remember anything other than before being dragged in to hell an having a demon that was working for the forces of light sealed inside her. She has been using her powers for her own purposes and uses them mainly for bad reasons. She is on the run as an outlaw for assassinating a werewolf government official, because he insulted her for being a demonic human. This would'nt have been so bad if she wasnt forced at the age of 9 to be gragged in to hell and have the demon forged in to her own soul and spirit. More Details: Loves to eat ramen and other than that she loves to eat fish and drink milk or cream. Loves the color of blood(dark red).
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Name: Rex
Nickname: Basilisk
What you are: Basilisk which is a giant snake Hair color: None Eye color: Dark green and black height/weight: Unknown other then a huge snake. Weapon: Its stare or its bite Powers: Can stare someone in the eyes and they die or bite them with a poison that can’t be healed unless a phoenix bird was near Animal: None Breed: Reptile Personality: Very Evil History: Rex was born to a Sorcerer named The Count. More details: The Basilisk is the mythical king of the serpents. The basilisk is born from a spherical yolkless egg, which was laid by a seven-year rooster and hatched by a toad. According to the legends there are two species of Basilisk. The first is a creature that burns everything it approaches the second kind can kill every living thing with a mere glance. Both species are so evil that their breath wilts vegetation and can crack stones. A basilisk is a highly poisonous creature. It was though the only way to kill a Basilisk is by holding a mirror In front of its eyes, the moment the creature sees itself in the mirror it dies of sheer fright. The basilisk had natural enemies the weasel was immune to the Basilisks glance, and if the Basilisk should here a c*ck crow it would be killed instantly.
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Name: Robert Hamilton Nickname: Deaths Angel/ Angel/ Angel of Death Age: 19 What you are: Hunter Hair color: long and black with a red stripe down the right side of his head. But is covered up by a black and red Du-rag. Eye color: black. His pupils can turn red. Appearance: Is black with a scar across his right eye. wears black baggy pants, a black shirt with no sleeves, and a black with red trimming zip up hoody. height/weight: 6'5"/ 170lbs Weapon: Two demon katanas that can manipulate wind and wrist bands on both arms that can fire special bullets. Powers: regeneration, super strength, and super fast. Animal: A black wolf Breed: Human Personality: cold but good at times. History: Robert was born and given to a orphanage. One day the orphanage became a battle ground between vamps and wolfs. Everyone died but him. Wandered trough a jungle fighting for survival. A hunter came across him passed out in a puddle. The hunter took him in and started to train him. One day the man was ripped apart by a werewolf right in front of Robert. He killed the wolf and started to travel. He came across a young wolf and took it in. He trained the wolf and made it stronger. Him and the wolf rarely split up. When he turned 16 he was confronted by a demon. He offered him power in return for his soul. Robert took the deal. The demon also gave him his two swords. The demon said that in a few years took take the soul. 6 to be exact. The demon turned out to be the Devil. People started to here what Robert had done. They branded on him the name The Angel of Death. He is now one of the most famous hunters. .........................................................................................................................................
Name: Robert James Nickname: RJ Age: 16 Color: Black with some red strands Eye color: black height/weight: 6'0"/170 Weapon: none Breed: Werewolf Personality: a good person, but has no control over his werewolf form. Has a quick temper at times. History: RJ was born in a large beautiful city. One of the only ones in this world. He lived in a middle class family with his mom, dad, and sister. One day while with his friends, walking home from school, they were attacked by what looked to be a large dog. Two got away, one was brutally killed, and RJ was injured. RJ had passed out from the pain of the injury, which was a deep bite mark on his side. He awoke the next day in the hospital. The doctor came to check up on him and take a look at the wound, but somehow it had quickly healed. The doctor didn't question it, and sent RJ home. As soon as he left the hospital he could tell something was different about him. His eyes were better, his hearing had become stronger, along with his whole body. He seemed faster, more agile, and had a very high stamina. He ran all the way home, constantly doing flips and stunts. When he got home his parents and sister hugged him, glad nothing had happen to him. He started to watch TV when he suddenly became hungry. But this hunger was something new to him. It was unbearable, and unsatisfying. When dinner was called he ate all his food, his sisters food, and all the left overs, and was still hungry. Being unable to satisfy his hunger he went to bed. He began to have horrible nightmares all night, and when he awoke, he was covered in blood. He screamed, and not because of the blood. His parents lay dead in his room, and sister sat in a corner rocking back n forth. He tried to get to her so they could get out the house, but she ran from him, yelling at him and calling him a wolf. It then hit him that he was the one who killed his parents. He sat in his room for a hour before he heard the sound of police sirens. He grabbed some clothes, his ipod, and other things, and climbed out his window. He ran, and has been running ever since. More details: He sometimes changes into his wolf form in intense moments.
.......................................................................................................................................... Name: Rowyn Malf Nickname: N/A Color: Her fur is the same same dark brown as her hair in human form. Eye color: When she's hungry her eyes glow a faint bronze, but her eyes are usually silver, human and wolf. height/weight: Average height and weight, and built for speed. Her claws are long, and her jaws, although not so strong, have razor sharp teeth in wolf form. Weapon: Her wolf form, and a hunting knife in human form. Animal: N/A Personality: Rowyn's focus is on basic survival. Other things are just side pleasures. If there's a choice between her own survival and somebody standing next to her, she'll feel remorse, but let them die. She wont go down without a fight, and she feels a strong sense of justice. History: Rowyn grew up with her Father in the woods. She learned how to live off the land, as her Father loved the outdoors. It turned out that her father was actually a werewolf himself, and so was Rowyn. Her mother had died of a natural disease, and Rowyn's father felt it was his duty to protect his daughter. But when she was 14, a crowd of angry villagers killed her Father, thinking he was a monster. She wasn't terribly effected, but Rowyn holds a place in her heart for her Father. She set off on her own, and just wanders from place to place. More details: Rowyn is 22 years old.
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History - Raven was born thirteen hundred,sixty-eight. He was wed when he was merely twenty,his wife being all of nineteen years old. A year after their marriage,she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl,and they lived happily,till one night when their daughter was five... Raven had gone out to battle,then came home to find that both his wife and daughter had been slaughtered. Their death was more than Raven's soul could deal with,so he went out,never intending to return home, leaving any family he had behind. Then one night when Raven thought he would go insane with rage,he came across a gentlemen whom seemed to beholding another man,and as Raven drew closer,he realized that he was a vampyre,feeding upon the blood of a human. At first,Raven was revolted, sickened, then he wondered if he could become as the vampyre is. Nearly unfeeling. The vampyre sensed Raven being there and looked straight into his eyes....he saw Raven's pain....new what he was wondering,but never once spoke to him. It was Raven who spoke the first word. It was Raven who asked him if he could become like him. Thinking him foolish the vampyre just brushed Raven off, until he begged him....told him that he would surely go insane if he did not turn Raven. And before Raven could change his mind, the vampyre came at him....sunk his fangs into the flesh of Raven's neck and drank almost every last bit of his blood, but not enough so that Raven would not be able to take his blood into him and turn.....he forced Raven that night to drink when he had second thoughts, and in seconds, Raven was turned to what he is now.....Raven Blackblood, and he learned later on that his sire's name is Horatio Lemont, who also went by Horatio the BloodStained. Many years later,in Rave's travels,a young girl came to him,told him her story....and after listening to her story Raven realized that the man she was in love with and was killed was his brother by birth. Raven did not care to ask why or how he had been turned to a vampyre, as he only cared to avenge him. After weeks of planning,came the night that made him feared by most people. Consumed with rage and a thirst for blood, Raven chose to make that village pay for what it has done, and so he and three friends attacked the village....killed its people and burned it down. Never in Raven's years of being what he is, did he enjoy taking the blood of humans. After that,Raven was still the traveller,though his health was beginning to diminish due to the very few taverns that would tolerate or serve vampyres. True, he always did carry his own bloodwyne, but even then it wasn't much, and from time to time, Raven had to have real blood. Sometimes, he would take an animal and feed off its blood. Raven travelled alone, and with that came loneliness, but when finding a tavern, one of the three friends that travelled to the village with him to destroy it and the humans that dwelled within said village, had always managed to make an appearance there, which had always been a surpise. One night, after several days, maybe weeks, they had met in a tavern, and after the two had their rest, they had decided to travel together for the company and conversation. The two came upon some land and a castle then, and upon entering, they had been informed that it's the home of a clan....Clan bloodlust. Needless to say,the two of us stayed, planning to leave the next night after resting and feeding, but the clan's leader,Damon Bloodlust had sent his slave,if that's what you wanted to call her,to Raven with a request to speak to him. After a moment's thought, Raven had gone with her to meet Damon, and spoke with him, which is when he asked Raven to join his clan. Raven was somewhat torn, as he didn't want to leave his friend ,Nicole out. He did not want her to think he was...well,misusing her in some way,so after careful thought and speaking with her, Raven decided to join Damon's clan. It was a few days after Raven joined that he begun to regain my health and strength. ============================================== Raven's Stats (Mortal) Full Name: Raven Sederick Blackblood. Other Names: Blackblood or Raven. Birth Place: Bacau Romania Date of Birth: October 25th 1368 Eyes: Ice Blue Hair: Pale blonde Skin Tone: caucasion Height: 6'4 Weight: Unknown ( I don't know what a man should weigh in at 6'4) Build: Lean muscle Birth Parents: Elisabet and Johan Blackblood Grandparents: Deceased. They passed away before he was born. Siblings: Older brother, Vlad (No,not Vlad as in Dracula). Sexuality: Straight Widower: Married to Sylvia (deceased) Date Married: March 21, 1393 Children: Daughter (deceased) Age He Became A Widower: 31 ======================================= Being Turned: Full Name: Raven Sederick Blackblood Other Names: Raven, Blackblood Age Being Turned: 31 Age All Together: 641 Date Being Turned: December 15th 1399 Sire: Horatio LeMont Name While In Clan: Raven Blackblood Bloodlust Sexuality: Straight Clothing: Varies depending on his mood. Weaknesses: Holy water scalds his skin and can momentarily blind him if it gets in his eyes. When angry,Raven experiences blood lust but he is able keep it at bay. It's when he's enraged that Raven will experience complete blood lust. Strengths: Inhuman strength and speed. Raven is able to withstand the light of day and the sun,because of his age and the blood he's taken from his sire all those centuries ago. Even to that there are limits which are unknown,as Raven is not one to push his luck when it comes to that. Highly intellectual. Skills: Strategist,expert swordsman. Crosses mean nothing to him. Dark Gifts: Mist,shadow walking and travelling,shape shift (bats or a wolf - he prefers the wolf),telepathy,telekinesis,pyrokinesis. Interests: Reading, his business investments, swordsmanship,archery. ======================================= Raven Blackblood - personality. This is where things get interesting....maybe? -- Even before Raven was lord in his home land,he was set in his ways.While living a somewhat happy and full life,Raven had always been a stubborn one and never ever relished the thought of running from a good fight...especially if he thought he had a damned good chance at winning. The consequences of this part of his personality is what gave him enemies in his young life,and even in his adult life. Like most other men,Raven can have a sense of humor,though now as a vampyre the said sense of humor can be somewhat dark and twisted. There are several times when he was joking,yet he wouldn't crack a smile while doing so. Strangely enough,it's easy to make friends with Blackblood with him being a good listener and somewhat outgoing. He was and will always be one to speak his mind without giving a rats ass about what others think or feel,yet at the same time,for a close friend he would give his shirt off his back. With him,friendships last 'forever' or for how ever long the person lives;however,if stabbed in the back,Raven deems the friendship over with and there is NO second chance. He is not easily pissed off,but once he is......it's best to keep your distance,unless you have the verbal skill to get him to cool his jets. To sum things up, Raven is a vampyre that still carries humanity in his heart. A loyal friend and a loyal lover. He is an honest and straight forward man and won't pull any punches...and by the way he is one of the few (if any) that despise hunting and feeding. More importantly,Raven will outright refuse feeding off of someone he cares deeply for. Love? Hmm....let's just say that Raven is wary of that idea. Read below why. ======================================= Alittle More About Raven -- While Raven was still apart of the Bloodlust Clan,Raven wanted a slave...rather a blood doll since he hated slavery in any form. Even more so,he hates abuse when it comes to women. Well the slaver came to the door of Castle Bloodlust,and he made the mistaken of beating the 'slave' that Raven purchased....right in front of the vampyre. With having zero tolerance,Raven killed the slave master and took the slave in,learning that she had no name. He gave her the name of Wynter. Wynter fell for him in a matter of days,and he fell for her in much the same way,but he was loathe to admit it,which is why when Wynter requested to be turned,he refused. It was for many days that he would avoid Wynter then and not even be in the same room with her. During this time,Castle Bloodlust had a guest,while Damon Bloodlust was no where to be found. He claimed to be a half brother of Raven's,but that mattered not to him. Finally,one day,Wynter and their guest had him 'cornered' in the parlor while he'd been relaxing. It took several hours but Raven finally gave in and admitted his deep feelings for Wynter,explaining why he refused to turn her even at her request. Understanding why she made such a request,he granted it. On the night there was to be a celebration,their guest disappeared without so much as a thank you for letting him stay or even a goodbye at that. Some time after,Raven adopts a child who has come to seek shelter and protection. She was seemingly healthy,but inwardly,the girl was very sick. It was the darkness of the castle that ailed her most,as she was an angel of some kind. Both Raven and Wynter did their best to protect her,and Raven even left on a quest to find a crystal that would have saved the girl. Upon returning,he learned that 'their' little is ailing even worse,though she'd regained very little health at the same time. He'd been too late....far too late,for an enemy of Damon came to claim Damon's slave and all the rest that Bloodlust had. While Damon fought his enemy,Raven's and Wynter's little girl was snagged up by dark, dark creatures and pulled into the shadows that was far different from the shadows Raven's walked through. Even though Blackblood saved her,she died in the end,and it was then that bit by bit things began to fall apart on Raven. Damon disappears again,this time no return,leaving everything to Raven. In the very bitter end,Raven received news from a messenger after Wynter had disappeared. She'd been ambushed and killed,and it couldn't have happened at a worst time....he had learned that in spite of it being nearly impossible,they might be able to have a child. Having lost everything he loved and cared for all over again,Raven fell into a deep depression and quickly began to stop caring anymore. Death was impossible,so Raven shut himself up in a crypt to fall into torpor. Blackblood woke several centuries later to a new world....to a different world that he would most definitely need to get used to. It's to his fortune that Horatio didn't slumber as he did,and kept on top of things....even to the extent of being sure that Raven's valueable assetts paid off when it comes to business. It didn't take Blackblood long to catch up,especially when he's acquired memories for his victims.
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Jan 25, 2007 16:00:33 GMT -5
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Name: Samantha Black Nickname: Sam (to those that know her well) Age: 19 Sex: Female Hair color: Black Eye color: Dark Brown Height/Weight: 5' 2"/130 lbs. Weapon(s): A silver bladed Katana (named Allister, after her father) and a pair of custom built Beretta M9 handguns (also her father's. Named Ebony and Ivory) Powers: She appears to lack many of the classic powers that vampires typically exhibit (super speed, strength, senses, etc....). However, Samantha has always seemed to possess a kind of psychic gift that allows her to see forward in time for a brief moment. This power can be activated either by direct contact with another person, or (should the psychic energies be powerful enough) through proximity. Despite her lack of other vampire traits, though, she does need blood to sustain herself. Animal: N/A Personality: Samantha is generally a quiet girl, keeping to herself in most cases. However, she is capable of deep, destructive anger, and often lacks the discipline to keep her temper in check, which leads her to undertake reckless, ill-advised actions. Despite this, she is also extremely gifted and adaptable, and this frequently gets her out of dangerous situations. She possess a raw talent with laser-sharp reflexes, a reckless streak a mile wide, and a flair for sniffing out trouble. Her father, Allister, still can't help thinking of her as 'daddy's little girl' and she often bristles at his overprotective tendencies. History: Born to Allister and Diana Black on December 10th, 1980 in Des Moines, Iowa, Samantha is the youngest of two sisters (her eldest sister Kate outdoing her by two years) and would grow up having never known her own mother. Shortly after her birth, her mother died of complications, leaving her father as her sole parent/guardian. Growing up in the shadow of her father, Sam was trained from birth to be self-reliant; this makes it nearly impossible for her to easily trust someone else, particularly since her youth was spent spanning the globe while helping her father to chase down all manner of spiritual and supernatural creatures. As a result of most of her life having been spent on the road, Samantha was largely home-schooled, if it could be called that. She followed her father and Kate across the globe as they tracked down the most elusive creatures to man. She spent a short time in an American school in Beijing but never quite managed to fit into such an ordered environment. Sam was invited to leave after hospitalizing a a fellow student who acted as a continual bully towards her. Her education as a result is patchy; online and remote teaching, some tutoring by stuffy Ivy League lecturers. Samantha's practical nature means she'd much rather be field stripping a gun than find herself stuck at a keyboard. Allister and Kate have taught her many combat and technical skills, with her innate curiosity filling in the gaps. Despite a childhood that could best be termed 'eccentric' - as most adolescents don't partake in such events at any point in their lives - she is remarkably well-adjusted and content to live each day as it comes. Trained by her father but untested outside of his tutelage on her own, Samantha is desperate to demonstrate her talents, as much to herself as to her father.
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Name: saphira Nickname: Sophie Color: Saphire blue Eye color: Saphire Stone: Saphire Flower: Rose Symbol: blue crystal Element: fire Personality: Happy History: Saphira is a female sapphire-blue dragon. Her scales and eyes are the color of sapphires and glitter like them. Her eyes see blues in more vibrant and exotic tones, while reds and greens are more faded. Her talons, and her neck, back, and tail spikes, are all bone-white. On the cover of the book she has two serrated teeth, as well as normal teeth and her head is triangular. Later in Inheritance, she gains the ability to breathe flame. At first, the flame is blue tinged with orange, but later it is fully blue. Of the last five dragons in existence (one has not hatched yet, but is known to be male) she is the only known female, and is thus the hope of reviving the dragon race.
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Name: Saxon Gallagher Nickname: none Age:34 but sins he has some dragon blood running through his vains it is like he is only 24 Hair color: Dark Blue Eye color: Purple height/weight: 5'10"/ 195lbs Appearance: slim, muscular, average height tanned white skin color Weapon: a gauntlet witch is used like a claw. Full arm plated armor on one arm the at has a large metal glove made of Dragon Scales. Powers: an energy Blast from the larger Glove, using the other claws to attack they are lengthened while attack others making the claws longer and stronger Saxon also has the option of shooting the claws off of his hands. [claws are about three to five inches long] Saxon is very, very strong for a human at most he can lift four hundred and fifty pounds Can also Turn himself in to a Crystal Dragon Animal: none Personality: normally welcoming Saxon is also he a very calm man. History: for longer then he can remember his family had been connected to the life of the ten dragons. Being borne having no bonds to the life and feelings of a dragon Saxon had no really hatred for any of the family making him the mediator of his whole family. As his family did not enjoy staying around each other they stayed with there counterpart dragon. As being the mediator for the dragons he also had to do much counseling with the humans on the fact that the dragons were a dieing race and that they should be preserved. While now spending most of his time with the Dragons Saxon is starting to fine the humans little more fascinating every passing day. But know he had decided to go on his yearly trip to make his rounds with each and every dragon he could find asking if there was any thing he could do for them… not knowing what kinds of troubles he would encounter More details: Saxon also has a pendent that makes it co he can communicate with any of the dragons at all times. And teleport to were ever the dragon may be but it has an hour cool down
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Name:Scarlett Age:17 Hair color:Dark, blood Red Eye color:Deep violet Clothes: Black ripped skinny jeans, purple converse, purple vest top, studded belt Powers:Mind reading and mind control History:Scarlett was born into a world of war and fighting. She was brought up as a soldier. Her parents died when she was twelve, and she was thrown into a War care home, where she was bitten by her roommate at the age of 17. Shes been a vampire for 10 years now. She is dark and bold and listens to rock music. She won't take crap from anyone and will shoot anything that tries to shoot her.
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Name: Searonei (SEER-roh-NI) Sex: Female Color: Green Eye color: White, pure white. Stone: Emerald Flower: Jasmin Symbol: The eight pointed star, drawn with one line. Element: None. Her teeth and claws are enough. Personality: Searonei is by no means a friendly dragon. She is introverted and prefers her own company. She treats most humans with derision and contempt, and maintains her aloof exterior with others. She has with her an aura of pride; pride which she feels that she has earned the right to. History: Searonei was hatched near a human city. She has seen what humans do to one another, what evils they can perpetrate. Although she has also seen good and heroism in them, it is precious rare. Her young years were spent searching for humans who were good and pure, and helping them as much as she could. She found so very few. When she matured, she left her home to find the least inhabited place she could. She lived as a hermit for some time, but eventually she realized that she needed to leave her cozy mountain home. She had decided that it was time for her to seek out and reward good once more, but this time, she also seeks to punish evil.
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Name: Selene Nickname: Ms. Reaper Hair color: blonde with pink streaks Eye color: sky blue but they turn to silver when mad height/weight: 5"6 lil big Weapon: sword and wip Powers: fire and wind Animal: white snow lepord Breed: vampire Personality: sweet but not to sweet History: well like any teenager i have a past. not to say its good i was taken from my family because im different see like most kids i was the fun type but i had fangs and one day someone came by my fathers word and took me away from my mother and sister and send me to live with people like me. i was upset at first because i missed my mother and sisters so. until i meet eyes so crystal blue they went threw you .now im happy with where i am now that i have someone to share my time.
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Name: shadow. nickname: none. What You are: fallen angel. Hair color: black Eyecolor: Changes depending on his mood. Height/weight: Medium. Weapons: Swords that can catch fire. Powers: Chaos Blast ,telekenetic, and flight. animal: dog. Breed: black lab. personality: neutral. History: fallen angel who never learned what his goal in life was know he is looking for answers about himself and his past. He became a fallen angel when he would do horrible things because of tring to find out his past. He destroyed buildings to find out. Then finally he was banished to earth to find out his past until then he can't age, his eyes change color because of his emotions, and he has powers that other don't. He carries a sword with him that can be set ablaze. It was a gift from someone unknown to him but he gets the feeling that it was someone he knew.
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Name: Skiela((skEELa)) Nickname: Eel Sex: Female Color: Darkish Blue Eye color: Completely Black Stone: Aquamarine and Obsidian intertwined to make a swirly-looking gem Flower: Lilly of the Valley Symbol: Feminine Human Silhouette Element: Water Personality: Although she has quite a fiery side to her, Eel is normally extremely shy, always hiding behind something or just under the surface of any body of water, or behind her human guardians black curtain of hair. Eel is gentle and calm, but don't take her as a passive water wyvern just because she is wingless. Eel is very assertive, but no where near aggressive, thankfully for her guardian. History: Eel has recently been released from her encasement, which is much like a mermaid's purse((where dog fish are born from, I do so believe)). She is an only child, and will most likely never know her parents or any other relatives. Her only true friend in life so far is her Guardian, Favrui. Favrui rescued her from a sure death of juvenile basilisks when Skiela had just come from her encasement. Ever since then, young Skiela vowed her life to Favrui, promising to protect Favrui from any danger at any cost. More details: Skiela is a VERY small dragon, more commonly known as a Wingless Water Wyvern((WWW lol!!)), and will probably grow to no bigger than a very large tiger. Although young right now, she is not naive in the least bit, and has quite a sharp tongue at times.
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Name: Stefan Nickname: Shadow Color: Black with streaks of blood red Eye color: Light green when human, blood red when hungry, inky, soulless black when werewolf height/weight: Tall and slim, not heavily muscled but not skinny either Human: 6" 9, Weapon: A pair of massive longswords with red, gold, copper and bronze tassels attached to the hilt-is expert in hand-to-hand combat and various martial arts, good in wielding a staff Breed: Lycan/vampire Personality: As dark as his fur, there is not much known about Stefan. He keeps to himself, is a mysterious, calm loner and very often does not show his feelings or emotions. Stefan is more or less the under-dog, a silent drifter. He will protect those he cares about with a ferocity that is not to be tempered with and more or less goes his own way. This can make him seem distant and cold with a stoicism that is matched. Stefan has a strong sense of justice which often leads him to helping those who have been wronged and he can be very gallant though extremely reckless and dangerous at times. Stefan has this private core that he lets no one see. History: Stefan was born in a pack of nomadic, peaceful gypsy werewolves far from the north and lived a relatively normal werewolf pack life. Until...one night while the pack was having a gathering, when he merely 10 he was overcome with bloodlust and attacked the nearest thing available-his father. Sucking his blood dry, Stefan killed his father in one fell swoop. Horrified and shaken, Stefan fled the camp into the nearby woods coming across a vampire lady and her son. The rest of the pack were baying for his blood, having taken chase and the howls were getting closer. The lady, seeing he was in trouble, grabbed him and together, they ran for it to her shelter on the outskirts of the city. It turned out the lady was a gypsy as well, but a vampiric one. Taking him under her wing, she took care of him like he was her own son. As the years grew by, his heart healed and he started to smile again. The woman had been training her son in swordsmanship and Stefan often watched. He himself had been taught by his father in the use of a staff, another traditional gypsy weapon but never had a chance for a sword. It seemed like Stefan was to live a peaceful life until his newfound family were murdered when he was 16. Tracking down the scent of the murderer, he found it was a vampiress. Engaging in battle, he lost with one twisted arm, broken legs, dislocated shoulder, punctured lung and a fractured spine. If he was human he would have been dead but luckily he survived only just due to his regenerative powers. He seeks revenge to this day. Details: -In human form he wears a necklace in the shape of a silver celtic cross, a gift from his mother. He also wears three silver bangles on his left wrist which fit neatly around his left leg when transformed. His hair is black and spiky, bangs falling over his face and streaked with the same shade of red that streaks his wolf form. It is so long it practically covers his right eye and nearly covers his left. -Wears a black hoodie, black pants (one cuff rolled up a little to reveal a white-spotted triangular cloth), black sneakers, a black bandana around his head and a simple dress shirt, the cuffs held back. His skin is white like marble due to his vampire genes and he has angular, sharp features. -He possesses far greater speed, sight, endurance, strength, excessive healing powers and some sensitivity to sunlight and can age far, far slower than an average werewolf. -Has a knack for poetry and music-beautiful with a flute and guitar -Has a small silver ear-ring in his left eye-brow. -Due to his enhanced speed he can wield his longswords at a speed that is almost impossible for even vampire eyes to track, making him a lethal combatant.
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Jan 25, 2007 17:40:43 GMT -5
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Name: Talos al'Gaidin (GYE-deen) Nick: None Race: Black dragon/ Human (Halfling) Age: Few hundred Height: As human-6'3' In Dragon form- I'll get to you side note this halfling is human looking. has no wings or a tail and dose not give off the appearance of being a dragon of any kind. it is simply part of his being and in his blood. Weight: 195lb Hair Color: Dark black Skin Color: Light brown Eye Color: Deep Blue. Primary Class: Blade master Secondary Class: warrior Alignment: Neutral good Languages: Some Drow, Common, Draconic Primary Weapon: Father's Soul sword Secondary Weapon: Daggers Magic: his magic is ancient and he has never been shown how to use most of it. The few spells he uses the most are illusions and anything ice based. He relies heavily upon his blade and rarely uses his own draconic magic Special ablates: The sword is enchanted yes. It is a soul sword and holds the souls of many great masters of the blade. His own father included. It will never go dull and needs no shaping. It has the ability to cast the spells for Talos and is a source of magic onto itself. Adaptable to anyone who wields it and gains its trust. History: His past is one that is shady at best. Was born in a loving family and was raised to the healthy age of 15. It was then a time demon appeared and slaughtered his entire village. Killing both his father and mother before his eyes the blade was tossed to him at his young age. The time demon has made a sport of chasing him over the ages and is known to come out only whenever he is bored to play with Talos The first half of his life after his family’s death was spent climbing the ranks in an army. He was well known in many lands as the general of death. He never lost a battle and never took prisoners. Many died in his name for good and evil it was said during this time all he wished to do was kill and fight. The king he worked for gained many lands until his defeat against the last standing nations of the land. It was then he disappeared for years and was forgotten and his name only used to scare children. When he returned he no longer fought for kings of nations he fought to save people and those he felt needed it. Trying to redeem himself for years of death upon his hands. His body now bears the scars of many times tons have run him out. His is good natured and care free. Would rather sit and complain about the weather rather than fight. Though when his name is heard it often starts a fight. He wonders now but is known to build a bar where he lives and works. He will fight for what he believes it but will not kill unless life is threatened. He loves to laugh and joke around and has a terrible tendency to flirt with any and all women he meets. Hence the many scars that littler his frame. He is more than willing to chat and have a drink. Anymore details of his past can be brought up in the RP this is a simple overview and meant only to give a general idea. If you don’t like it then ^_^ hehe. He is not a bad guy…unless pushed in the wrong direction.
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Name: Tex Sarith Nickname: The Trickster Age: 23 Hair color: Brown Eye color: Navy Blue height/weight: 5'11"/ 175lbs Appearance: an average looking young man with short brown and navy blue Weapon: Throwing Daggers, two Short blades, a Belt of all assortments of Potions [EX- Explosives, Poisons, healing potions, and so on] Powers: Tex is very Acrobatic being able to climb almost any ware as long as there is something that he can hold on to, he can sense when danger is nearby, and Tex can also Teleport up to thirty feet from where he stands Animal: no animal Personality: Tex doesn’t like to take much seriously normally trying to look to the bright side of things he is also very playful and makes jokes about what he can before it stops being funny for him at least. History: growing up Tex was raised not by his family but joined a carnival normally doing such things as the tight rope and his Teleporting act Tex loved to keep people entertained. Making sure they enjoyed themselves. As he went around with the Carnival his act started to become popular and people started to wonder was everything he did really an act or could he really teleport. One night after his show a group of men approached him about joining them in robbing a store knowing this was wrong Tex declined it would be the best thing for him. As these kind of people kept approaching him now getting more and more pushy about their offer another man approached him threatening that if Tex didn’t do this job they would burn down his home looking back to the large tent Tex knew that’s all he had and he couldn’t take the chance. Finally Tex nodded accepting after doing this once Tex say that he liked the thrill of taking what he really wanted some of the money he made by doing this could even go to the caravel. Knowing this was wrong Tex started to question himself but who really even cared take from the rich and give to the pore like good old Robinhood. But that was not the name Tex wanted bo go by he wanted something more suiting so Tex became the trickster taking from the kind of people who didn’t need what they had. More details: Not many people Know Tex’s real name he normally goes by the Trickster
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Name: Toechsan (last name long forgotten) Nickname: Toech Demonic Title: commander of the second battalion Age: 21 What are you: demon soldier Hair: long, dark black hair with a red and blue piece of cloth tying some of it in a braid (Representing his rank) Eyes: brown with a bit of hazel, when using demonic magic pupils expand till the eyes two black crevices in his face able to see only magical auras height/weight: 6 feet 10, muscular build up. Weapon: Classic commander demon sword, soul knife Powers: Fear = the ability to strike fear into the hart of any creature insight. However the effect can last from days to seconds depending Demon leadership = able to increase the strength , agility and courage of others including himself, however it requires a extreme amount of concentration and is difficult to maintain. Fire control = having lived in a realm of fire he was able to learn to communicate and manipulate the element to assist him in battle Nature: he is feared by most creatures because of the stench of unholy ness ( lost the ability to transform to a demon form when he left the realm of fire) Breed: humane Personality: he lives by a code of honor and chivalry, he only shows respect to those who he seas as worriers and tends to ignore all others, not out of disrespect, just a lack of interest in anyone/thing that is inferior. Clothing: wears a fire rat tunic which (resists fire element attack) with the Lord Neferious emblem on the back, with matching pants. History: Traded for power by his father at the age of 2 Toech, was forced into the depth of the fire realm. His sole now belonging to a demon by the name of Neferious. He was raised to serve as a foot soldier in Lord Neferious’s army, however it was easy for him to climb up through the ranks using his human intellect and survival skills. When this became apparent to Lord Neferious he made Toech a commander and trained him in demonic combat and some simple demonic magic. The year that Toech would turn 18, power struggles erupted in the ranks of demonic Lords. Not unheard of but such a conflict was likely to happen no more than once in a century, simply because it was rare that any one Lord was able to get even a little more powerful than another. Neferious was positive that we could hold off any attack that the enemy could organize, however this attack was strange the enemy seemed to be preparing for an easy victory. We could never have seen what would happen next. Lord Balador was able to bribe nearly half of the infantry units to betray there master and fight along side him. It was devastating blow however we were able to defend the fortress for nearly 3 years. Until Lord Balador was able to break through the barriers and kill our beloved Lord Neferious. Toech never saw the rest of the battle as soon as Lord Neferious was killed his fathers contract was void and Toech was returned to our realm out of his only home he knew and into a realm where his only propose in life no longer existed. He never saw the basic differences between good and evil for there was nothing other than evil and treachery where he came from and now his only mission is to find someone that can best him in combat and he can call his new Lord.
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Jan 25, 2007 17:45:40 GMT -5
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Name: Ulwyn Nickname: Silver Color: Silver, with streaks of black Eye color: Yellow when in a good mood, red when hungry, and blue while human. height/weight: Human: 5' 4", 165 lbs Weapon: Teeth and claws usually, though he also has wristblades for extreme circumstances. Breed: unknown Personality: Silver's a good werewolf, but is afflicted with typical werewolf hunger. Usually he tries not to attack people, but sometimes it's not a choice. However his hunger isn't entirely ravenous and he can be calmed if given meat. In human form he covers up inner emotions with a cheerful facade. History: Ulwyn is about fifteen years old and was bitten when he was twelve. So he's lived with being a werewolf for quite some time. At least one of his friends has been changed into a werewolf also because of him. Ulwyn's transformations are voluntary, except on a full moon. That's when his fits of hunger come on and he's most prone to attacking humans. However he usually tries to have a big meal before the moon comes out, and makes sure it contains lots of meat. This tactic has worked for him on a number of occasions. Besides the full moon, he has a habit of simply taking on werewolf form for fun. More details: none
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Jan 25, 2007 17:45:56 GMT -5
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Name: Vanadrian Nickname: Van What you are: Fallen Angel Hair color: White Eye color: Dark Green height/weight: 5'7 / 137 Weapon: Dead Moon Scythe. This is a powerful Scythe empowered by a move 'Dead Moon'. Van doesn't actually use his scythe that much. Powers: Doppelgänger: This power is barely controllable by Vanadrian, but he knows the basics of it. This ability allows him to summon his Doppleganger, but only for a short time. The Doppleganger cannot be controlled by Van on normal circumstances, but in this case, Van can give it basic commands and can send it back at will. The Doppleganger is his evil side and while the Doppleganger is summoned, Vans personality is naturally good with no bad intentions to him. This is very taxing, and with each use, Vans good personality weakens and his 'other side' becomes more powerful. This power lasts only about 1 minute. Dead Moon:When activated, this move causes a false image of a full moon to shine, during this time Vanadrian can move much quicker, and the Scythe glows a pale light, which seems to burn the wounds the Scythe has made after this moves activation. It also seems the wound cannot be healed for about 2 days afterwards as well, though to something like the undead, this may make little difference. Vanadrian can only use this in darker places, and the sun cannot be visible in the sky. (Note: If a creature, such as a Demon, shows no dark intent, then the extra power has no effect.) Redemption:This move allows Vanadrian to heal a wound on him or someone else. This move cannot heal organs, unless the organ was penetrated. He may use this at anytime, but it become taxing after multiple uses. (In other words he can seal the wounds up, but whatever internal problems that it causes, such as internal bleeding, shall still continue.) Animal: A gray colored owl, the feathers grow lighter, or darker depending on his actions. Breed: Unsure of what you mean here. Personality: His personality is dependent on which 'side' is most dominant at the time. Normally, Van is quiet, but kind, and he tends to be helpful to those in need. When his other 'side' is dominant, he becomes ruthless and demon-like. His quiet frown becomes a maniacal grin, and he has a want to kill. It is not rare to find him fighting back and forth between the personalities. History: Vanadrian spent much of his human life fighting between what was right, and wrong. His life was filled with choices that something inside him, somewhere, seemed to try to compel him to do something, wrong, horrible, or just plain demented. He recalls that on the day he died, he saved a child from death, only to be killed himself, in his head all the while a voice hissed. "Let the kid die! No ones watching. . .right?" Maybe it was his deed that allowed him to become an Angel? He lived saving lives, sending people to heaven with a constant feud in his mind. One day he meet a strange man, cloaked in a pure red robe, with a plain mask on his face, who seemed to be much like Van, he told him Van and him both had a 'active Doppelgänger', and that inside Van is a feud that shall never end until the Doppelgänger gets its way. To take over Van's body and mind completely. With that the man was gone, and Van was left with an odd feeling the man should not have come. And maybe Van was right. Soon after this Van's inner evil, this Doppelgänger as the man put, feel eerily quiet. No drive to force Van to do evil and harm, no negative thoughts. . .nothing. Van took this as a sign of an unfought victory. Van had won and the Doppelgänger gone. But soon after this Van was attacked by a man much like Van except darker in all aspects, and emitted a dark feel about him. This being was much his match, as was Van to him. They fought unending until the man stopped. And smiled wickedly. The being soon became an ominous cloud of dark. . .matter. It had vague resemblances of a human figure. It darted at Van, too quick for him, the being swerving every which way around Van, cutting into his left arm and then tearing off Vans right wing and penetrated Van through his left eye. And with that the voices returned. The dark thoughts, the evil intent. But it felt stronger, much louder than before. The loss of Vans wing officially made him a Fallen Angel (I think. . .) and left his left eye almost useless. Van was more alone than ever. His inability to save others gave the Doppelgänger more strength than ever, and every now and then, the Doppelgänger took over Van, showing no mercy to those he crossed. Van now travels, usually alone, looking for the mysterious robed man, and maybe for the day the Doppelgänger shall manifest itself again. So many questions were left unanswered, and Van felt he had to find them himself, as it seemed no one else could do much to help.
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Name: Lord Vandock Nickname: What you are: A powerful sorcerer Hair color: Black Eye color: Blue turns to black when angery or during a spell. height/weight: 6'1/175 Weapon: A cruised cane sword and powers. Powers: All and then some Animal: Blood hungry Hawk Breed: Human Personality: Evil History: He is a blood hungry power wanting master from hell. He will destory any and all in his way of it. Ever sense he could remember he has always had powers. A power wizard tired to help him. To mold him into a wizard. A good person but something else called to him. The voice of evil. To kill the wizard and become a powerful war lord to control all. So he did. He killed his teacher and learned to darkside only to hit a wall. The wizard of darkness wanted to control him and his powers. Vandock wouldnt stand for it so he destoryed him to and took his powers. He was unstoppable. Until one who believe to shut him down. Years and years went by until the dark lord rose again and this time nothing to stand in his way. Power of all creatures and humans alike was going to be his. More details: more to be added.
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Name: Verilla Tharavus Nickname: None. (yet) What you are: Half-Elf/Half-Faerie (basically and small elf or large Faerie with wings) Hair color: Black Eye color: Blue height/weight: 4' 7" Weapon: Duel daggers Powers: Can hover 2 meters above the ground(with wings), Can run faster and is just very agile. Animal: Spider (can vary in size but not above 1 foot across and not stupidly small) Breed: Half-Elf Personality: Verilla appears very cold and calculating of the situation around her and is often taking in her surroundings. She is very quiet and will only speak when it is needed. History: Story will be revealed through RP though I may add bits here if I feel I'm repeating myself a lot. Description: Verilla is a tall, slim, but well built young Half-Elf. She has very pale skin, which is soft but very cold. Her skin is barely scarred by combat. She has two bright blue eyes that seem welcoming yet show someone who has been through a lot. She has bright white hair that flows down her back. She wears a black cloak covering her face and her bright green and blue wings keeping her identity hidden (assume it’s on unless said otherwise). She wears loose cloth clothes that seem to provide no protection at all; there are holes in the back for her wings. Two short scarlet blades hang from either side of her belt. She has a distinctive magical aura despite her thievish looks. (If you have any objections to part of my character I will be happy to amend it within reason)
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Name: Vess and Grim Nickname: Mr. Vess Sex: Male Hair color: Black Eye color: Dark blue almost black. height/weight: 5'7/Normal not to skinny and a little buff. Weapon: dragon blade. (Its a sword with magical powers. Powers: Super speed and jump. He can control peoples actions but cant control there idea of thought. Just make their bodies do whatever he wants them to do. Animal: He can change into a wolf. Not a werewolf just a wolf. Breed: Half vampire and half human Personality: hateful, evil, smart, angery, etc. History: He was turned into a vampire by the Count but the Count wanted to make him sufure because of a deal Vess made with the Count and couldnt deliver. So, Mr. Vess half vampire and half human is not turly dead or alive so he has some powers a vampire does and still craves blood but doesnt need it. He could eat just raw steak or hambuger and be fine but thats not what he wanted. He is pure evil and wants to be full blood vampire. He hates being just half vampire and it pisses him off that the Count made sure there was a spell casted on him that no vampire can touch him to have him become a full blood unless its the Count himself. He was cursed so he takes it out on everyone and everything he gets his hands on till the Count gives in or till he dies but seeing how he doesnt see that happening the other would have to happen. He will force the Count to give in. More details: Mr. Vess is a pure evil man/vamp and will stop at nothing to get his what he wants. Evil is all he knows and will destory anything that stands in is way of power. He also really enjoys torturing and inflicking pain on others before killing them. He is twisted evil.
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Name: Victoria Valentine Nickname: Vicky Age: 105 Hair color: White Hair Eye color: Blue eyes that can turn Black and Red height/weight: H=5.6 W= 135 Appearance: White Hair, Light blue eyes, Pail skin Weapon: No weapons Powers: Telekinesis [Using Telekinesis Victoria can lift at the max a two floor house], Telepathy, Can control shadows, Personality: Victoria Is vary out going normally vary likable normally Trusting of people she tries to put the a small amount of faith in the people she meets giving them trust but not enough that they could take advantage of her trusting nature. History: Victoria as a young girl was vary kind to animals normally Taking out a small around of bred and feeding it to the birds she grew up being taught that it is more important to that every one at least deserves one chance. At the age of seventeen Victoria Met another girl named Shelby a girl who would soon become one of her closest friends as life went on Shelby and Victoria became the best of friends doing most everything together meeting Shelby’s older brother Vincent only once thought he had seemed to be a vary kind man and was engaged to a vary kind hearted lady named Sandra. Then on her nineteenth birthday Victoria met a strange older man who seemed to be at least thirty-one as he then talked to her about many things like magic in the world and thought of all the wars that had taken place the passing years he walked he back to her home be quite the Gentle man. With no more then a fare well the man had left Victoria’s Home then falling asleep that night she felt a strange presence like some one was watching her almost like she new something bad was going to happen. Then that faithful night Victoria Valentine was turned in to one of the a walker of the night a Vampire. Being bitten by the older man that had seemed to be so nice so charming was the man that would bring Victoria the girl who loved to spend time outside with all her friend to be shut away in the darkness of her room. After many a year after that faithful night Victoria was forced to see her family die first her father then her mother then her three brothers. Then Becoming board she started thinking about what the man had said about magic and the sort. Knowing her family was well known for the magic that ran in there veins she started looking through old books and scrolls scattered around the house. Spending almost seventy-eight learning the ways to control shadows and to focus her mind to read others minds and move objects with her mind Victoria sound that she had read all the scrolls and books in her home. Leaving home in Archives of more knowledge she stumbled as a familiar, face came crossing by someone who she knew back before she was turned to a darker style of life
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Name: Vinthius Cross Nickname: Kael Age: Unknown Gender: Male Alignment: Neutral Breed: Wendigo-Class Werewolf Appearance: Years of imprisonment has degraded Kael into a rabid creature unable to change to human form thanks to the wendigo curse within him. A lanky 8 foot bipedal wolf-creature with dull olive-yellow fur and white undersides, he usually crawls on all fours, muzzle downwards as if weighed down by some unseen force. He has a white patch of fur on his forehead and two patches of white marking his eyebrows. His entire body is skinny and starving, the ribs clearly visible under his fur and his spine protruding from his back. His eyes are white without pupils, creating a souless, detached stare. Kael has two tails, possibly from some genetic change. Usually Kael is wrapped in chains, with a collar around the neck and shackles on his wrists to prevent escape. Kael's fangs are normally bloody from being punched in the face by his guards. Kael's voice is the same as any wolf, but his growls are deeper and his howl able to chill the bones of vampires. Personality: Insane to the point where his past life is forgotten, Kael is plagued by the memories of devouring the flesh of his own family. Although the king of his homeland is to blame, Kael is convinced it was entirely his fault, and that is only proved by the rage he gets in whenever human blood is consumed. He wishes to be free and he also wishes to be contained. Kael becomes fully powered when tasting human blood, and becomes angry if he consumes human flesh. He suffers from schizoprenia. Abilities: -Senses of smell and hearing improved to that of a canine. -Speed, reflexes and strength increased from werewolfism. -Howl is able to scare and shock vampires and cause humans to freak out. -Unable to change to human form. History: WIP
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Name: Vincent Kathus Nickname: Blood Fang Age: 110 Hair color: Black Turn’s Red when looking in the dark or when Vincent is angry Eye color: Black height/weight: H=5.11 W= 160 Appearance: Look to Picture Weapon: his own claws and a Katana like blade the Blade being Tinted Black Powers: Super Human Strength, [even strong for a Vampire can lift 500 pounds max] Enhanced Reflexes and Speed even for a Vampire , for the human eye to see him run or move his arms to block is as if it was a blur. Vary High endurance EX: Can Jump from 40 feet landing on the ground and will not be hurt from the landing/ if he was to stand in sunlight he could last for just over 5 minuets Animal: none Personality: Vincent is Quiet normally not saying much unless he has something important not Trust many people, Normally not believing something unless he sees it himself. Also Vincent is very Protective History: At the age of Twenty Four is when Vincent was bitten being turned in to a Vampire. As Vincent Quickly learned Sunlight was no longer an option. Being bitten Vincent had a wife for some reason though she was spared from the curse. While she started to grow old over the years it looked Like Vincent barely aged a year. As Vincent then had to see the woman she fell in love with grow old and eventually Die while he stayed youthful Started to eventually drive him to barricade himself in his home Not having any friends at this time them all being dead the only time Vincent even Left his home was at the night and the only reason he would is if he had to feed. After a long Number of years passed Vincent still looked the same as when his wife had died. Now generally Angry at the world for letting all this happen he could never bring himself to setting the knife through his heart. Now wondering further and further away from his home he eventually Left. Finding his way around the world outside of his normal life he found a young girl stranded with no one to help her. Seeing a strange look in her eye a mixture of fear and Curiosity she seemed to know what he was kneeling down to her he bruffed the hair away from her face and neck and asked if she was ok. Shaking her head Vincent looked to her neck then seeing the bight marks he now knew what she was asking her how old she was she said “ I.. I’m one hundred and five I was 19 when I was bitten” then taking her by the hand he walked with girl “It look like you need some one to help take care of you, you have lasted this long but I feel an obligation to help you’ then looking to Vincent with her Blue eyes she said “My name is Victoria” Now traveling with Victoria Vincent found himself feeling the same protective nature that he had with his wife over this girl not knowing what it means he know he will do ever thing in his power to keep her safe. More details: Vincent would rather die before Braking a Promus
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Name: Vlad III Dracul Alias: Alucard Birth Parents: Vlad II Dracul and Cneajna of Moldavia Birth Place: Schäßburg, Transylvania, Kingdom of Hungary DOB: November or December 1431 Turned: Unknown Age Turned: Unknown Current Place of Residence: Wherever he feels like Marital Status: Single Sexuality: Straight Age: 547 Height: 6'9 Eyes: Dark Red Hair: Black Weight: 256 lbs. Build: Lean Muscle Health: Excellent Vampiric Abilities: Immortality Advanced Regeneration Superhuman senses Superhuman speed Superhuman strength Intangibility Defiance/manipulation of gravity Shapeshifting Teleportation Telepathy Hypnosis Sharpshooting skills Summons of familiars Creation of fledgelings Memory absorption (through victims' blood) High resistance to most vampire weaknesses Quantum Reality Manipulation(The ability to be everywhere and nowhere at the same time) Weaknesses: Holy weaponry, although highly resistant to Skills: Archery, swordsmanship, hand to hand combat, expert marksman. Weapons: Hellsing ARMS .454 Casull Auto, Hellsing ARMS 13 mm Auto Anti-Freak Combat Pistol, Jackal Hobbies: Killing worthless Humans Occupation: Vampire Hunter Personality: As he is immortal and almost invincible, Alucard is very egotistical. He freely taunts and belittles his opponents, often allowing them to inflict seemingly fatal wounds before healing himself and obliterating his enemy. One of his favorite methods is allowing himself to literally be shot to pieces before simply flowing back together. It could accurately be said that rather than killing his opponents, Alucard breaks them. History - In 1436, Vlad II Dracul ascended the throne of Wallachia. He was ousted in 1442 by rival factions in league with Hungary, but secured Ottoman support for his return agreeing to pay tribute to the Sultan and also send his two legitimate sons, Vlad III and Radu, to the Ottoman court, to serve as hostages of his loyalty. Vlad III was imprisoned and often whipped and beaten because of his verbal abuse towards his trainers and his stubborn behavior, while his younger brother Radu was much easier to control. Radu converted to Islam, entered the service of Sultan Murad II's son, Mehmed II (later known as the Conqueror), and was allowed into the Ottoman royal court and was given the title Bey. These years presumably had a great influence on Vlad's character and led to Vlad's well-known hatred for the Ottoman Turks, the Janissary, his brother Radu for converting to Islam and the young Ottoman prince Mehmed II (even after he became sultan). He was jealous of his father's preference for his elder brother, Mircea II and half brother, Vlad Cãlugãrul. He also distrusted the Hungarians and his own father for trading him to the Turks and betraying the Order of the Dragon's oath to fight the Ottoman Empire. Vlad was later released under probation and taken to be educated in logic, the Quran and the Turkish and Persian languages and works of literature. He would speak these languages fluently in his later years. He and his brother were also trained in warfare and riding horses. The boys' father, Vlad Dracul, was awarded the support of the Ottomans and returned to Wallachia and took back his throne from Basarab II and some unfaithful Boyars. On 26 November 1476, the High Council decided Vlad was to be enthroned. Vlad began preparations for the reconquest of Wallachia and in 1476, with Hungarian support, invaded the country. Vlad’s third reign lasted little more than two months when he was killed on the battlefield against the Ottomans near Bucharest in 1476. He was most probably shot by a Janissary musketeer. He was taken back to Wallachia and buried. In the early 1900's Vlad was unburied for research. The researchers found nothing. Remains were found around his grave, and was thought to be the prince's remains. He was reburied and then left. When another dig took place years later, his grave was found destroyed and no remains were found. The other theory is that Vlad is buried at Snagov, an island monastery located near Bucharest.
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Name: Count Vladermier V Nickname: The Count Hair color: Black Eye color: Blue but turns black when angery height/weight: 5'7/adverge Weapon: His vampire powers. He is like Dracula Powers: The powers that Dracula has. Animal: He can transform into anything. Breed: Blood sucking vampire. Personality: Evil, hateful, smart, clever. History: He was born ages ago turned in the days of Jack the Ripper when was alive. He grew into each passes decaded and still people fear him. Though he has been sleeping for the pass years as his second in command took over but something had awake the sleeping prince and now he is awake and ready to feed and be mary with all his vampire brotherin. This time he will take over and nothing will be able to stop him. More details: Not at the moment.
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Name: Wesker Nickname: Wes Color: Fur is black. Eye color: gold when in human form and wolf form. height/weight: Human height: 6'0. Werewolf height: 7'0 Human weight: 165. Werewolf weight: 175. Weapon: None Breed: Pure/True Werewolf. Personality: Friendly, Caring, Funny and Outgoing. History: Wesker is the son of two ancient werewolves that have lived for a very long time in fact his parents were around during the time of Dracula and even when the first vampire Devin was created. Wesker is stronger than normal werewolves who have been bitten due to his pure blood and he is the first of a new race of werewolves. Over time werewolves have evolved and have become stronger and have gained the ability to change at well and when his two parents of which were both pure blooded gave life to there son something happened and there son was born different than his parents and other werewolves. Wesker is ten times stronger than the bitten and he can change into a normal wolf in order to hide among the wolves of the forest and other than those ability's he also transforms differently than others. When Wesker changes into a werewolf his very skin turns to blue flame and explodes off of him and in its flash the transformation happens in less than a second and this explosion can be controlled to be destructive and blow away those around him or it can be subtle and not cause any harm what so ever. Wesker while in human form can not be identified of what he is by vampires and werewolves alike the only thing that is different and can give him away is the fact that his eyes are always gold wither he be in human form or werewolf and his upper and lower canines are a little longer and sharper than the rest of his teeth. More details: Weskers body can heal instantly. Silver has less of an effect on him and can hurt him but not kill him. Wesker can only be killed by being beheaded.
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Name: William Thricehaven Nickname: Thricehaven Sex: Male Hair color: Mid-back length Black Hair Eye color: Emerald Green height/weight: 5'8", 145 lbs. with a martial artist build Weapon: Double Katanas One black, One White (named Fenris and Aniu) Powers: shadow walk, float, and speed Animal: Wolf Breed: Personality: neutral History: Thricehaven was a noble born, turned vampire by his betrothed. Still active in current government from the shadows. Been a major player in most cities because of travel that he has been doing for years since he has been introduced to the dance of darkness. Age: looks 23
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Name: Zach Ralun Shiar II Nickname: Shadow Age: 13 Hair color: Black Eye color: Green when normal, red when hungry or in proper vampire form(fangs revealed). height/weight: 5' 4'' tall and of average weight, but highly athletic(inhumanly so) and a little muscular. Weapon: Bloodreaver(a long, thin rapier of black iron with a silver hilt and black binding on the grip.) Black Tooth(a dagger of the same black iron) Dark Flare(a single shot pistol, enchanted to never miss) Powers: Umbrakinesis(manipulation of shadows, but at a limited level) Impersonate(can change his appearence to that of any human within a five year age difference. However his fangs will be ever present, and if he gets angry his eyes will change to red. In addition, emotional trauma of a high level will cause him to revert to normal.) Blood Double(can create a double of himself made of blood. It'll last until he withdraws it. If it takes damage, so will Shadow.) Animal: A Black Gryphon. That's exactly what it sounds like. Breed: Personality: Shadow's good, despite his sinister sounding moniker. He sucks blood to stay alive, but he tries to keep it to animals. If he does suck the blood of a human, he will change them into a vampire and keep them as a companion and apprentice. Shadow is actually quite upbeat and confident, though he can be naive. History: Zach Shiar I was the a rich and high class nobleman who grew up in luxury. When he came of age he got his fortune and fell in love with a woman named Zilva Ilthu. The two were married, but did not have any children. Instead, Zilva tried to swindle Zach out of his money. When he discovered, he rejected and divorced her. In anger she cursed him and revealed her identity. The demoness Lilith, the Queen of Vampires. She cursed his first child by his next wife to be a vampire from birth. And with that she vanished in shadows, cackling. Zach tried not to marry again, but in the end his heart won out. A humble, peasant woman named Anna Julyn. Their child was named after his father, and sure enough when he was five years old he began to show signs of vampirism. By the time he was 7 he was a full fledged vampire. However Zach II realized what was going on and discussed it with his parents. They could tell their son was not evil, and wished to be free of his curse. Obviously that was not possible, but they bought a small(by their standards) cottage by a lake to the north of town. There Zach II would have to live on his own. He chose this however, as he did not want his parents in danger. He also adopted the name Shadow. More details: He wears Victorian noble clothes you'd expect to find on an adult, but they appear to be shrunk to fit him.
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Name: Human name - Lucius But everyone calls him by his nickname Nickname: Vampire name - Zero Sex: Male Hair color: Blode-long Eye color: Green height/weight: 5'8 / 210 Weapons: hand guns, knives, swords. Powers: All that a vampire has. Animal: none Personality: He is evil and he will charm or use any power to destroy. Dont turn your back on him. He might look and act nice but he his of pure hate and rage. He doesnt care who you are. He will kill you. History: Lucius was born on a Friday the 13th. He had always had a anger problem by throwing fits to get his way even if it ment to hurt people. Even his own family. His parents werent bad people. They were every loving and kind people but something just happened were nothing was right with Lucius. Then they got a second chance and had Lucius little brother Seith. Well this never sat right with Lucius. So as life went on and Lucius was 15 years old and Seith was 10 years old he suck him and his little brother outside. Now this wasnt a place were it was a good idea to go outside after the sky was black as the demons who lay in wait. But Lucius hated his little brother and wanted him out of the picture. So he tied him to a tree and hid in wait. As he waited about an hour passed when a figure dressed in all black appeared from the shadows and walked up to his little brother. Then he pulled out a melt pool and lite the end with a lighter and pushed it against Seith forhead. The child screamed then passed out as the figure lead down and looked like he was biting his neck. That's when Lucius jump from behind the tree where he was hiding and began to laugh but then he saw the dead look in his brothers eyes. He couldnt turn away. That's when the figure pushed the melt pole against his forehead making Lucius scream then the figure began to drink but he didnt drink all of his blood. Instead he left him there as she disappeared. When Lucius awoke he found that his little brother wouldnt be waking up and he felt hungry and angery. So he went to the only two people who he hated so much in this world. The two that brought him into it and he slaughtered them. He hated everything about the word family and what it stood for. It made him so mad that he now made it a mission so when he sees anything that could be family or love or anything like that he has to destroy it and with his forehead burned with the feeling of a Zero that is what he decided to be called. Zero. More details: He can also go into peoples dreams and turn them in their dreams when he has enough power too. He canted do it all the time because it will drain him from doing it for a day so if he would try then he couldnt go back in until 24 hours from that point but most people dont know this until it happens because they are afraid to fall back asleeps which gives him time to do it again.
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