BertovoTwo
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BLAH BLAH BLAH
I VANT TO SUCK YOUR BLOOD
I VANT TO SUCK YOUR BLOOD
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Rach
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teen victim
I think you sexy Vampires need a playtoy!
Candy
petite schoolgirl 18 looks younger
Brunette ponytails pouty daddys girl, spoiled rich girl Looking for hot thrills ala Paris Hilton
34b 24 32 5'3" 125 lbs sexy full breasts, a kinky desire to look into the occult.
purrs PM me
Luv
rach
I think you sexy Vampires need a playtoy!
Candy
petite schoolgirl 18 looks younger
Brunette ponytails pouty daddys girl, spoiled rich girl Looking for hot thrills ala Paris Hilton
34b 24 32 5'3" 125 lbs sexy full breasts, a kinky desire to look into the occult.
purrs PM me
Luv
rach
stalwartone
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I'll pitch one in.
Name: Marest (Originally), Trevor Talbot (Currently)
Age: Approximately 1000. (His history is a bit muddled.)
Appearance: 5' 8", Salt and Pepper hair pulled into a tight ponytail, coloring is Middle Eastern when well fed. Fashion is nice suits, mirrored sunglasses, and nicely manicured hands. (Think Gene Simmons in Night Hawks.)
Personality: Calm and reserved, the epitome of class and old money. Voice has a touch of an accent, but nothing obvious. Plays the part of the esoteric artist with bizarre tastes.
Occupation: Author of vampire fiction and acclaimed expert on the paranormal.
History: Sometime around the turn of the tenth century AD, a youth was born in an obscure nomadic village in Persia. Not caring about the world beyond their travels, the nomads concentrated on raising their animals and keeping themselves alive in the harsh clime. The young man followed in the paths of generations of his people, and took on the life. Late one night, he was attacked by a creature in the desert, and badly mauled, as well as infected with vampirism. He spent many years after his change hiding in the desert, living on whatever crossed his path, having no real understanding of his situation. Between the isolation and the harsh environs, he descended into the depths of madness, and became a local legend, a boogeyman for mothers to warn their children about.
After untold years, he was visited by another vampire, one on the run from vampire hunters and seeking a haven where he would never be expected. This older vampire slowly pulled Marest from his madness, and began introducing him to the world beyond. Marest in turn helped him survive for a while, showing him the secret ways for a night creature to survive in the desert. After almost a decade of hiding out, the two decided to tour the world, trusting that the hunters had written him off.
In truth, the hunters were valuing patience, and had set watchers out around the civilized world. They caught wind of their quarry in Egypt, and attacked. Their sole mistake lay in attacking at night, and the two vampires easily defeated the hunters. Going their separate ways, the two set multiple false trails, and gained several decades of solitude.
Marest spent a long time touring the world as best he could, and found the value of knowledge by hiding out in the centers of enlightenment that he could safely reach. He found ways to protect himself by disquising his presence as other paranormal entities. He also managed to study under some of the great learned men of the ages, and assisted some of their efforts, for which he recieved no recognition.
It was in the later years that he realized a need for hiding away again. The Victorian love of penny dreadfuls and later published novels that gathered together vampire lore became a danger to him, and he decided to hide out for a while, choosing live in Spain, actually "hibernating for a decade at a time, then coming up to feed for a month, after which he would move far enough to not create too many obvious leads to his existence.
The late 1960s were an awakening for him, with a massive openness in the artistic communities. He found a love for the bohemian lifestyle of the Warhol set, and shaped his life around the disaffected artists and beatnik mindset. This lifestyle has carried over to today. While he is not into the combat that certain vampires and paranormal hunters have taken to, he has been known to occasionally kick some needed ass, and bite an unwilling neck.
While not reekingly rich, he has enough money and easily sold possessions hidden away to keep him comfortable. In this day and age he has chosen to be a writer, falling back on the stories of Dracula, Varney, and Carmilla to give him ideas for his books.
Name: Marest (Originally), Trevor Talbot (Currently)
Age: Approximately 1000. (His history is a bit muddled.)
Appearance: 5' 8", Salt and Pepper hair pulled into a tight ponytail, coloring is Middle Eastern when well fed. Fashion is nice suits, mirrored sunglasses, and nicely manicured hands. (Think Gene Simmons in Night Hawks.)
Personality: Calm and reserved, the epitome of class and old money. Voice has a touch of an accent, but nothing obvious. Plays the part of the esoteric artist with bizarre tastes.
Occupation: Author of vampire fiction and acclaimed expert on the paranormal.
History: Sometime around the turn of the tenth century AD, a youth was born in an obscure nomadic village in Persia. Not caring about the world beyond their travels, the nomads concentrated on raising their animals and keeping themselves alive in the harsh clime. The young man followed in the paths of generations of his people, and took on the life. Late one night, he was attacked by a creature in the desert, and badly mauled, as well as infected with vampirism. He spent many years after his change hiding in the desert, living on whatever crossed his path, having no real understanding of his situation. Between the isolation and the harsh environs, he descended into the depths of madness, and became a local legend, a boogeyman for mothers to warn their children about.
After untold years, he was visited by another vampire, one on the run from vampire hunters and seeking a haven where he would never be expected. This older vampire slowly pulled Marest from his madness, and began introducing him to the world beyond. Marest in turn helped him survive for a while, showing him the secret ways for a night creature to survive in the desert. After almost a decade of hiding out, the two decided to tour the world, trusting that the hunters had written him off.
In truth, the hunters were valuing patience, and had set watchers out around the civilized world. They caught wind of their quarry in Egypt, and attacked. Their sole mistake lay in attacking at night, and the two vampires easily defeated the hunters. Going their separate ways, the two set multiple false trails, and gained several decades of solitude.
Marest spent a long time touring the world as best he could, and found the value of knowledge by hiding out in the centers of enlightenment that he could safely reach. He found ways to protect himself by disquising his presence as other paranormal entities. He also managed to study under some of the great learned men of the ages, and assisted some of their efforts, for which he recieved no recognition.
It was in the later years that he realized a need for hiding away again. The Victorian love of penny dreadfuls and later published novels that gathered together vampire lore became a danger to him, and he decided to hide out for a while, choosing live in Spain, actually "hibernating for a decade at a time, then coming up to feed for a month, after which he would move far enough to not create too many obvious leads to his existence.
The late 1960s were an awakening for him, with a massive openness in the artistic communities. He found a love for the bohemian lifestyle of the Warhol set, and shaped his life around the disaffected artists and beatnik mindset. This lifestyle has carried over to today. While he is not into the combat that certain vampires and paranormal hunters have taken to, he has been known to occasionally kick some needed ass, and bite an unwilling neck.
While not reekingly rich, he has enough money and easily sold possessions hidden away to keep him comfortable. In this day and age he has chosen to be a writer, falling back on the stories of Dracula, Varney, and Carmilla to give him ideas for his books.
Delicious Diana
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Im relitively knew to this forum and saw the call for vampire chars and i was wondering if it was too late? If so its all cool and happy biting to everyone.
poohlive
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Sorry Diana. You are about a year too late. This was started last August, and didn't get off the ground too much. Not enough interest.
If you want though, maybe we could do another vampire RPG. Seems like there hasn't been a good one around for a little while, I'd love the opportunity to play one again.
If you want though, maybe we could do another vampire RPG. Seems like there hasn't been a good one around for a little while, I'd love the opportunity to play one again.
Evil Attorney
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Name: David
Hair: short black hair
Eyes: brown
Skintone: ashen, unless he makes it look lifelike
Age: 1800 yrs old
Looks: 45
Race: Norse in life, Vampire
Vehicle: anything he dam well pleases.
Profesion: scholar
Weapon Style: shadows or firearms
Time Preferace: Night
Outfit: nondescript
David was a slave in Rome until a fateful night when his master was under attack by younger vampires out to steal his master's blood.
David was supposed to be a distraction, embraced on the spur of the moment, a bait to draw off the hunters with his own newgiven, but potent blood.
David's master miscalculated. David had been a scholar in his life serving his master, with knoledge of the creatures of the night. The potent blood given to him by that ancient monster combined with his knoledge, he was able to escape his would be killers and later join them in hunting down the one who stole his life.
Since the fall of Rome David has seen many things. The fall of constantinople, the crusades, famine, war, plague and hunters, yet he still endures. His studies have taken him to the edge of blasphemous workings of magic, yet he has not crossed over into darkness, but remains close to the edge.
What power he has chosen to claim, however, is evident upon looking into his eyes or reading his aura, which he has crafted charms to mask from most prying eyes.
Although not Christian, he finds the devil interesting, and has spent a not insignificant amount of time attempting to track him down and trying to steal the secrets of his power. After all...its only another creature...
Hair: short black hair
Eyes: brown
Skintone: ashen, unless he makes it look lifelike
Age: 1800 yrs old
Looks: 45
Race: Norse in life, Vampire
Vehicle: anything he dam well pleases.
Profesion: scholar
Weapon Style: shadows or firearms
Time Preferace: Night
Outfit: nondescript
David was a slave in Rome until a fateful night when his master was under attack by younger vampires out to steal his master's blood.
David was supposed to be a distraction, embraced on the spur of the moment, a bait to draw off the hunters with his own newgiven, but potent blood.
David's master miscalculated. David had been a scholar in his life serving his master, with knoledge of the creatures of the night. The potent blood given to him by that ancient monster combined with his knoledge, he was able to escape his would be killers and later join them in hunting down the one who stole his life.
Since the fall of Rome David has seen many things. The fall of constantinople, the crusades, famine, war, plague and hunters, yet he still endures. His studies have taken him to the edge of blasphemous workings of magic, yet he has not crossed over into darkness, but remains close to the edge.
What power he has chosen to claim, however, is evident upon looking into his eyes or reading his aura, which he has crafted charms to mask from most prying eyes.
Although not Christian, he finds the devil interesting, and has spent a not insignificant amount of time attempting to track him down and trying to steal the secrets of his power. After all...its only another creature...
