Fantasy The Blood Wars

[Mitchs98]

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[Mitchs98]

Name: Anya Sandrow-Blackblood


Apparent Age: 13


Actual Age: 200


Gender: Female(Duh)


Race/Faction: Blackbloods


Appearance:

Clothes/Gear: Everything shown in the picture, combat boots. A knife holstered in said boots and a knife holstered in a holster under her shirt.


Height: 5'3.


Bio: Anya was a normal girl growing up, went to a nice school and had plenty of friends. 'Course, things were a lot different back then, vampires however never really change. She was abducted late one night while she was walking home from a friends house, by what she never fully knew until after it was over.


She was nearly drained and left on the brink of death in an alleyway, luckily she was found by a police offer and rushed to a hospital. She recovered fully, and at a surprisingly fast rate. It wasn't until a few weeks after she got home did..things..begin to happen.


She slaughtered her parents in a rage of blood-lust, terrified at what she'd done and what would happen if anyone found out, she ran away. She lived in the streets, using the occasional passerby and homeless person, traveling from city to city.


A little over a hundred years passed, and she was eventually taken in by the Blackbloods. They were..like her. They taught her how to control her blood-lust, fit in with society, and cared for her.


Living on the streets and the trauma from killing her own parents had changed her however, far beyond any psych ward or teaching could cure. It'd warped her, turned her slightly sadistic and mental, and gave her a..'useful' skill-set.


Eventually, she became the families hit-man. In theory, she was perfect. No one would ever suspect a cute little girl would murder them, until of course it was too late. Her particular use, was of course, concealed from the other families.


And now, here we are. The older family members being killed, the ones who had raised her and cared for her all these years. And she was not happy.


Personality: Sadistic and generally carefree and happy as well. Needless to say, she's a bit odd.


Powers: She can speak telepathically.


Other: She likes pie.


She's afraid of losing other family members and gets upset fairly easily.

 

[Vizriel]

CS:


Name: Cobalt Bastian-Silvermoon


Apparent Age: 25


Actual Age: Doesn't remember. Above 500yrs.


Gender: Male


Race/Faction: Silvermoon


Appearance:

Clothes/Gear:

Height: 6'7


Bio/History: Cobalt doesn't remember anything beyond the last 100yrs. He woke up in the deep woods outside of new york city beaten, bloodied, an awful headache and no memory of who he was or how he had gotten their. As he wandered aimlessly he came upon a bloody field full of what were once armed soldiers all dead, torn to shreds by some wild animal. Suddenly one of the soldiers got up and upon seeing him immediately fired aiming for Cobalts heart but Cobalts reflexes caused him to dodge, hitting Cobalt in the shoulder. Animal instinct took over, transforming him and he slaughtered the soldier with claws and fangs he didn't even know he possessed. Upon changing back to human he realized what he was. As time passed, Cobalt had grown comfortable with is solitary life but against his wishes, he slowly gained followers of other werewolves. They were somehow drawn to him, saying that he gave off scent of an Alpha. He didn't know his true age but it became apparent that he was older than most of his kind because of his overwhelming strength, calm calculating decision making and ingenious resourcefulness. Eventually he decided not to run from his destiny and in the last 20 years has worked hard to establish a powerful but hidden organization for those of his kind.


Personality: Cobalt believes that just because werewolves are naturally brutally powerful and vicious predators doesn't meant that you have to look and behave like one. He's at heart a savage monster but also a fashionable businessman. His repeated saying is and I quote: "Their is a time and a place for everything. When I do business, I do it in the most productive way possible. And when I wreck shit, I do it in the most ferocious way possible. Point is, stay on my good side, because my bad side, doesn't fuck around."


Powers: As an Alpha, any werewolf below 500yrs of age (not an alpha), must submit to him, unless they are under submission by a different alpha, then it has no effect. This doesn't mean that he uses mind control or force obedience upon them, but just means that they cannot "directly" attack him in face to face combat because his mere presence overpowers them causing their natural fear, and urge to submit. But they can still try to kill or harm him "indirectly", even if they are apart of his pack. Lastly, with effort, Cobalt can increase the effect of his presence and by pushing his presence upon weaker werewolves, he can force them to answer truthfully to any questions he asks. Once again this doesn't work on other alphas or those in submission to other alphas.


Other: Cobalt is a collector of expensive and rare knives, daggers, swords, and blades. He has no idea how to use one, but appreciates them because he feels like its mankinds closest attempt in creating something as brutal as the werewolves natural weapons being their fangs and claws.

 

[Arasaloe]

Name: Chumani Smith


Apparent Age: 22


Actual Age: 45


Gender: Female


Race/Faction: Werewolf/Silvermoon


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Clothes/Gear: A worn-out brown leather jacket over a long grey tanktop; brown boots, distressed dark blue jeans. Sacrimental dagger sheathed at waistband at the small of her back underneath her jacket.


Height: 5’6


Bio/History:


Chumani was born on a reservation in South Dakota. When she grew of age, she was sent out into the wilderness to seek knowledge from the spirits with a vision quest. She breathed in the herbs given to her by the elders, laid down by the fire… And when she woke, it was a week later. The hunters had found her on the outskirts of the camp, bloody with a buck nearby, shredded.


At first she was terrified of her transformations and that she couldn’t control herself all the time. (She had to admit, though: when she did transform, she was damn good at hunting.) Her elders helped her realize that she needed to find a way to cope with it. After a long time of self-reflection and training, she felt more comfortable with the animal side of herself.


She left the reservation shortly after that: it was easy for others to see that, while they were growing older, she wasn’t aging in quite the same way. She traveled the country, searching for others like her. It wasn’t until she found herself in New York that she felt like she was where she was suppose to be, with the Silvermoon pack.


Even though she does like them, she stays along the fringe of the pack, watching the dynamics. She contributes to the pack often by recruiting dealers and doing some reconnaissance every once in a while. She’s good at staying under the radar.


Personality: Chumani is cautiously curious about most things. She’s also extremely hesitant to enter discussions because she doesn’t like it when anything leads to fighting. She’s most often submissive. When she does believe in something strong enough, though, you might not be able to get her to back down.


Powers: An increase in strength when in werewolf form, an increase in hearing, and an increase of smell even while in human form.


Other: She still practices many of the customs of her tribe.


She also carries a ceremonial dagger given to her after she returned home from her vision quest, and can use it quite readily. However, to her it’s really more of a reminder of who she is and where she came from.

 

[Vii]

Name


Lucian Lee Yang


Apparent Age


Appears to be in his young twenties


Actual Age


Around three hundred years


Gender


Male


Race | Faction


Vampire Hybrid | The Mix


Appearance

Clothes | Gear

DWM P.08 9mm Luger Pistol


Pack of Cigarettes


Package of Bubblegum


Silver Lighter


Pair of Lenses


Spare Bullets


Butterfly Knife


Height


5'9''


Bio | History


Lucian's past is shrouded in mystery to the eyes of most who know him. But, despite his attempts at confusing others by telling a different story everytime someone asks him about it, there are those who are familiar with the story of the one known as The Mix's Schrodinger Cat. His parents had been out of the picture since he was young, while him being unbeknownst to even himself, the product of the union between a female human and a vampire mafioso. Shipped to an orphanage at the age of 4, not much was retained in his head prior to this event, the only remain of his childhood being a pair of lenses left by his mother.


His charm and social skills would only grew more and more as he grew up, eventually leading him to find himself comfortable leading people. Things began to change when he found himself in the possession of a certain lady who introduced him to the world of lust and seduction of the city, ending up becoming a successful giggolo and later pimp for most of his life. His talent would not only improve but also mature by either absolutely charming others with his smile or bringing them to terror and rage with a few words. Gaining quite the fame as the most desirable company among those who lived in luxury, he caught the eye of The Mix, eventually joining their ranks as one of the capo. He is currently searching for his family's wherebouts, hoping to at least know if any of them is alive or not.


Personality


Dominant and dangerous, Lucian is often described by others as "a guy who follows his animals instincts at all times", leading some to feel intimidated by his presence. Reserved yet attentive, there is no denying that despite his refusal to bare himself before others and his hot temper, he can be a valuable assset for those he works for, relying both his wits and strength in order to escape an unfortunate fate. A blunt, cynical, and skeptical individual, he is the kind of guy that snaps easily and when he does, there's no stopping him. He always gets what he wants one way or another, and he specifically dislikes when people oppose him. He is very brash and brutal, showing no hesitation when bludgeoning his opponents, as well as somewhat vulgar and irritable at times. He has shown to be a gruff, demanding individual who is hard to please. Lucian has overall an aloof, tough attitude and often hides away his sentimentality.


He doesn’t care much about his appearances, hygiene, or likes/dislikes at all. In fact, he doesn’t care much about anything except those who he deems important to him. He’s great at bullshitting, flapping his trap, and changing his tone and manner based on who he’s talking to. He’s not particular on the details. So long as the job gets done, he’s good. However, he’s oddly methodical about some things. Adaptive, reactive, and decisive. Ever since he was a kid, he’s always been a man bound to luck, jail-hopping, jumping in and out of prisons and alike with ease. He hasn’t once failed in an escape. He sees them as a puzzle.


Confident, intelligent and charismatic, he draws those around him in a very natural way. And he knows it. Enticing and seductive, he knows what people wish for with a few exchange of words and an exchange of gazes, making him a very, very dangerous man to walk around freely. Many consider him to be a source of both frustration and success, who cannot handle heavy responsibilities without putting something at risk. Life is made of chances and he likes to take them whenever he can. While he does enjoy a challenge (and sometimes even smiles in a rather terrifying fashion when starts to get into it), he knows when to set his interests aside to help others in need, showing an unwavering loyalty and passion for what he believes in.


He doesn't give a damn unless you count for something. But truth is, not everything is black and white with him. Despite his position in the Mafia and as the go-to guy for breakouts, he’s rather gullible and brash, which is where most of his losses stem from. However, he’s very observant. Unfortunately, he can also be reckless when riled up. He does have his fair share of skeletons in his closet, after all. Lucian is a scared young man, afraid of the shadows that haunt him wherever he goes, afraid of being forgotten, afraid of seeing those he knew in the past, afraid of letting someone get attached to him. He's rude, perverted, sickening even to look at. A truly pathetic guy. But he's human, despite all. Though the reason for that according to him is his lack of initiative and high laziness, in reality he does hold morals at heart. What a shocker, wouldn't you agree? He is protective, almost to the point of possessive, especially if it concerns a certain someone...but New York is a cruel city and Lucian is a man who often finds himself being approached with frequency. For his talents? Perhaps. For his company? He finds it surprising, after all he is a "rotten bastard", as he often describes himself. For help? Oh, if he likes you, he will be your best friend, I assure you. Stab him in the back? You'll reget it. Make your life a living hell? Oh yes, for that he is an expert. In short, he is not a man to mess around with. To play with, however, you will have the most certainly pleasure with him. He will pleasure you.


In all sorts of ways.


Powers


Lucian possesses the ability of retrocognition, enabling him to capture visions of the past by touching objects or living beings, most likely inherited by his father. Being a hybrid does bring some unpleasant repercussions with it, such as splitting headaches and a loss of focus, as well as the fact that he can only capture glimpses of the past instead.


Other


In spite of being a criminal, he does regard the well-being of the women of the brothels and clubs he is in charge of, personally handling any casualties that may arise and making sure that they do not fall into a path that may lead to their demise.


He is half Romanian from his mother's side and Chinese from his father's side.


Insults he can cope with. Compliments? He gets a bit shy if you watch him closely.


Animals tend to approach him and find themselves charmed by him frequently.
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[Violetti]

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Name

Luna Levette


Apparent Age


18





Actual Age


235





Gender


Female





Race/Faction


Vampire/Factionless at the moment





Clothes/Gear


Usually wears a school uniform to blend in or skirts with a baggy hoodie/sweater





Height


5"2

Bio/History


Up to the age of 18, Luna had been quite a shy girl. It was a pretty normal life, a few friends, a crush here and there. She used to be a straight A student who never went out to parties. Until one night on a warm May night, she had been invited to a grad party. Her life would change forever here. She didn't remember when, but during that party she had been attacked by a vampire. They must have been high because they didn't kill her, even though they could have. Ever since that night she found herself craving human blood. For the first few weeks she was killing many of the people she drank from, causing a lot of commotion. One night her parents found her hovering over a stranger in their kitchen, she was sent into a mental institution for a few months, she underwent withdraw from the blood she needed. Eventually she broke out and killed her parents in a fit of rage for them sending her there. With that she left her hometown and set off for somewhere new. Now she is known for her outbursts of insane killing sprees. Apparently being in a mental institution had its affects. When


she found out about the werewolves she began playing around with them, getting herself into dangerous situations. She eventually joined the Blackbloods, a coven of vampires that protected her identity a little and gave her a place to crash every now and then. However she began killing vampires as well and was dismissed from the group. It has been a few years since then but she has taken to the streets. She has an overwhelming fascination over hybrids and wants to play with them. Her style of killing is mostly for pleasure, for she likes to disguise herself as a student in school and kill them off one by one, or, all at once if she gets bored. Although she is still considered reckless in her killings, because of that she ends up getting hurt a lot. Not that she minds.





Personality


A pure masochist she often pushes the enemy or victim to injure her before she gets in a blow. If she isn't in a killing mood she comes across as reserved. She usually only commits mass murders when she has a fit of rage. However she does have a heart, and if she finds someone she is attracted to she won't stop until she has their blood on her. She doesn't kill everyone she runs into, but she usually has the urge to. Luna's true personality is straightforward and impatient. She also has only revealed a soft side towards animals. You can find out more later.





Powers


Agility has increased immensely, and she can heal others by licking their wounds (Which she mostly uses to torture her victims over and over again).


Other


She is picky on who she actually drinks from



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[Wolf Wolf]

Name:

Jonathan Vel Salvador

Apparent Age:

22 years old.

Actual Age:

329 years old.

Gender:

Male.

Race/Faction:

He belongs to the Blackbloods.

Appearance:

Clothes/Gear:

Jonathan prefers to wear plain T-shirts, jeans and any available black pair of shoes for casual affairs while he wears his old military uniform for formal businesses.




Height:

5'8

Bio/History:

Being in a powerful army had its perks. And there even more advantages if you're a general, a well-respected one as that. Jonathan worked his way up from the ground up with his own blood, sweat, and time. When he was a rookie, he angled his salute perfectly without having to check. His marches are timed and simultaneous with the others. Eventually, he attracted the attention of the higher-ups. A man as disciplined and focused as him would be a good addition to the staff members. He didn't waste time celebrating with his comrades and bringing out wine and turkey when he got promoted. Instead, the very next day, he stepped out into the training field and called the trainees to a new session of practice shots and maneuvers.


He didn't go easy on them either. He'd spot the slightest mistake and tell them to redo the activity assigned to them. Jonathan would be paired up with one of the few generals every so often and nobody would dare slack off. If they want to fight for their country, they should learn how to properly represent it first. Known as a ruthless disciplinarian, soldiers would look weary in his presence.


When the day of the war came, soldiers were in their battle positions, guns in hand and helmets secured. Jonathan wanted them to simply charge and shoot the enemies between their eyes. The tacticians shook their heads at him and explained the plan word by word. The plan was executed without any hindrance. Not one to be brought down by arrogance or so-called safety, Jonathan joined his men in fighting. While he tore through enemy ranks, he was separated from the others and stumbled into a nearly dead forest. There, he encountered a dark figure who suddenly attacked him. He of course fought back, but ended up getting beaten. The figure was actually a stray vampire and it had bit him. Jonathan wanted to rejoin ranks, but he was too weak from the blood loss and instead fell unconscious.




Personality:

Even if he had a high status as a general, he is actually a rather playful person. You'll often see him grinning at you seemingly without reason and then going back to what he was doing the next moment. In reality, his head if full of plots and dark thoughts, reserved for certain occasions. His responses are rather sly and can be mistaken for having an underlying flirty tone to those who have "other" imaginings. He strengthens people subtly with his left-over soldier spirit by using their weaknesses against them until they find their purposes. He acts like this because of his bitterness towards his family. They were the ones who sent him to camp. His current behavior is more 'relaxed' than during the time he served the army, no longer forcing people to follow his commands. Instead, he just interacts with them until there comes the time he will have to "point the gun to their head."




Powers:

Jonathan can find out someone's greatest fears and desires by simply looking at them in the eye. The twist is that the other person must also look at him in the eye. He will enter the other's consciousness for a brief moment, and his target will have no memory of him ever entering their mind unless they have a special ability to do so.




Other:

Jonathan has hetero-chromatic eyes, which is why his eye color is red.
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[Christopher Colt]

Name: Lazzio Blue-Crimson


Apparent Age:10 years old


Actual Age: 10 years old


Gender: Male


Race/Faction: Factionless, yet to join


Appearance

He is an extremely attractive young lad with innocent, baby blue eyes, side swept, flowing, blond hair and a cutesy smile, almost enough to make the entire world side with him. His angelic face is the perfect facade for his inner beast.


Clothes/Gear:

**except the blazer and jewelries**


Big, black bowtie, black suspenders, silver belt and black pants, and white bag shaped as a teddy bear, black zipper in it's mouth containing several pencils, sketch pads and other dolls he can use for combat.


His gun, lavishly designed with intricate maze of reliefs, was holstered in his upper right thigh.

Height: 4.5 feet at most


Bio/History:


Lazzio has changed since he saw his parents l lying on the floor, lifeless eyes staring on him. Accusing him. But what really shaped him, no, rather released him from the shackles of his innocent facade was his ethereal sister. The monster he is right now was because of her.


Playfulness ran within the veins of Blue-Crimson family. His father has vast wealth and famed reputation. He is an incestuous father. Father likes to play with his sister. He did it with big sister once, then twice, then thrice, until Lazzio didn't even care to count. His father didn't care if someone saw them, even his wife, he didn't care, because Lazzio's mom took pleasure in it. His mom has always been the jealous type. She did everything to give the worst for the person she bore envy. Seeing her beautiful, pristine daughter, it's like looking at the mirror, it's like looking at her reflection. She doesn't like that. His selfish mother doesn't like sharing, and now, looking someone with exactly the same face at her, she will do anything to ruin that image of her in Lazzio's sister. She's envious, she's getting old and someone young would take her throne. That's why she liked watching them, she liked watching her daughter break down in the hands of her own father. She liked watching them play.


The day when his sister's psyche got worse. She doesn't talk. She didn't even bother to wear her own clothes. She is crazy. It is boring, without his sister, he had no one to play with. More days passed, he is utterly bored, until her sister knocked at his door. He dropped his book, he ran from the bed, reaching out for the knob, his siter is back to her usual, sweet, warm big sister. Her smile is back. "Hey, let's play, it's been a long time, I need to stretch my arms." she said warmingly, smile creeping her face. She went inside my room, sat in my bed and spoke "Hey, do you know what we are?"


"You're not making sense. Do really want to play? Of course, we're mafioso" he said drooping in his bed. He's getting bored again.


"We're getting to that later. Are you really sure we're only a mafioso?" Lazzio's getting bored now, he doesn't like long conversations, except when someone's telling him a story, she added "Do you believe in vampires?" her eyes gazed directly at him.


"Uhhhm. Yeah, anything is possible, that's what you taught me" he uttered, immersed in the conversation for now, he always liked fantasies.


"We're vampires, and the moment that you knew who you are, your power will awaken, that's the curse dad gave you, and now, it's broken" she explained, and immediately said "Hey, I have a favor, little brother"


Its playtime finally. He hid his excitement "Oh yeah?"


She said the word that shocked him, and gave Lazzio the sudden feeling that he got whenever he's experiencing something new, excitement. The words that shaped his future, the words that released the beast that he really hid inside "Can you kill me?".


He laughed and spoke, cheerfulness creeping his entire body, malice flowing in his entire system, "Gladly, sister"


Personality: Cheerful, Playful and innocently sadistic.


Powers: Animating inanimate things. The power is limited to lifeless things, stuff of his own creation, it can be a drawing, a toy, anything lifeless as long as his own hands created it. He needed his own blood, part of his life, into the thing he wants to give life. The more he gives life, the weaker he gets. He is also practicing on using guns.


The homunculus will have an increased strength but it's sturdiness will base on what it's made of. Though it can regenerate quickly, erasing/messing the blood seal will release the life given to it.


Other: Good at handcraft and drawing. His teddy bear bag is an infinite bag, it can carry anything, no matter the size, but the overall weight of the bag should not exceed his own weight.

 

[Kylesar1]

Name: Giavani Smith (Goes by Vani)


Apparent Age: 72


Actual Age: 700+


Gender: Male


Race/Faction: Immortal Human/ Factionless


Appearance:

Clothes/Gear:

Spoiler

Pretty much any weapon, as he's an efficient with all of them, and smuggles them, but works the best with modified older weapons. The older the better.

Vani smuggles pretty much every weapon, from the most vintage to the most modern.

These are his special weapons. Modified to fight both Vampires and Werewolves with insane power and special bullets, he sells these at a fortune to anyone willing to buy

He sells ammo which are altered in every way possible (Incendiary, Hallow Points, Wadcutter, Toxic, Gold, Silver, as well as Arrows for bows)


Height: 6"0'


Bio/History:





He lived a normal life until adulthood. At 30 years old, he ended up involved with the Mafia. After a huge payoff for transporting weapons, he started to smuggle weapons full time, getting rich very fast. He ended up the Don's right-hand man, advisor and strategist. 10 years later, he left the Mafia and tended to his black market arms business, which by then, he had a full weapons empire. His reliability, quality of weaponry, and charisma got him the mutual respect of every gang for a long way away.


At 55, he got involved with more supernatural things. He started to get demands from mysterious characters for guns to kill off vampires and werewolves. He had no idea what was going on, but he did research and made the guns to counter them. Some time later, he was exposed to gangs with the names of Silvermoon, Blackbloods, and the Mix, who the guns were used against. He then became the main weapons dealer, selling both normal and reinforced weaponry.


This continued on for a really long time, and he got highly rich from his black market. At 72, he got deeply involved with the group, and was offered immortality from the Blackbloods for a bunch of Anti-werewolf weapons, and offered enhanced senses from the Silvermoon for a bunch of Anti-vampire weaponry. He single-handedly armed both sides of the faction war. He lives in luxury and conducts business around the world, but resides in New York


Personality: Extremely calm and neutral. Very wise, he's an expert at covering his tracks. He prefers not to fight, but will let others kill each other. He's 100% unbiased in everything he does and never takes sides in a conflict. In his 700+ years, he's stacked up both sides for multiple wars, both gang and world wars. He absolutely loves children, and sees them as the future. When it comes to children, he takes a ruthless stance against harming them or recruiting them for their type of lifestyle. 50% of his entire body count comes from his soldiers killing children, either mistakenly or on purpose


Powers: All his powers come from the guns that he uses

• Elemental Bullet Projection This applies to bullets in his clip. If he's to change bullet type, he has to change clips
  
• Bottomless Clip: This applies only to his guns, that he's using
  
• Enhanced Senses: Gift from the Silvermoon
  
• Quick draw: Vani is insanely fast at drawing and reloading his Guns, moving as fast as the bullets he shoots
  

 

[Sinny The Fool]

Name: Tristan J. Taylor


Apparent Age: Early twenties


Actual Age: 102yrs


Gender: Male


Race/Faction: Vampire Hyrbid I The Mix


Appearance(Anime pics preferred, real life pics or textual description is equally accepted):

Clothes/Gear:


Often preffering to wear darker clothing, by wearing a black hooded coat and a cotton striped gray undershirt with black pants his tastes seem to be modern rather than gothic. Often stuffing his clothing with numerous throwing knives and an old fashion watch; his wallet with ID, cash and other cards.


Height: 6’1”


Bio/History(At-least two well written paragraphs, more is encouraged and welcome of course):


Tristan had a tainted birth, being born from a human female and Vampire male Tristan was birthed a hybrid of the two; Due to strict rules of the time Tristan’s mother had been torn apart right before the official birth of the child inside.


It was seen as miracle when the boy was still brung from his mother’s womb alive; hitchhikers having found his mother’s body and noticed she was in pregnancy, if brought even a moment earlier Tristan wouldn’t have made it from the womb alive. After spending an appropriate amount of time in hospital Tristan was then sent to an orphanage.


During his early teens Tristan had many issues within the orphanage, showing numerous ‘wild’ traits he was often a troubled child; eventually running away from the orphanage Tristan sent himself homeless. Joining with a small time gang making his way up in the streets, simply by crime Tristan had made himself a solid life and has achieved many political feats as well; gaining connections with the government it wasn’t before long Tristan became apart of what was known ‘The mix’ a crime organization that is run by those like him, Hyrbids of a vampire or werewolf and a human.


However Tristan’s intentions of joining this organizations is not for the glory and rise of his race; but simply for his own rise and glory.


Personality:


Tristan often seems to be a calm and collective person; taking criticism and insults in a calm manner Tristan will either return it with sarcasm or casually laugh about the situation. Tristan appears to be fairly confident in his capabilities; and easily underestimates situations until encountering them he has a hard time against tricky enemies that are able to outsmart him. Being fairly intelligent Tristan has proven to be able to gain connections simply by making a meeting; using his connections to his advantages when taking on jobs Tristan doesn’t take ‘many’ risks and instead often creates several tactics for a single situation on a rapid basis he is able to alter his plans and movements.


Powers(Again, keep them realistic if any at all or your character will be denied.):


By taking five ‘hardships’ or by experiencing an ability five times; Asking the user of that ability how the ability works and is used all within under an hour Tristan is able to ‘copy’ that ability and use it at a 90% Rate to the original.


Tristan is able to copy a max of 3 abilities at a time.


-Current abilities-

1. Is able to generate a long chain and manipulate at will
   
2. By making a ‘pact’ (Handshake) and getting the other to willingly make a promise while doing the handshake, Tristan is able to ‘bind’ these people to their promises.
   
3. None yet
   

 

[TheHufflepuffRabbit]

Green for Justin, Blue for Maryanne, Red for both


Name:


Justin Dracula-Blackblood


Maryanne Dracula-Blackbood


Apparent Age: 18


Actual Age: 425


Gender:


Male


Female


Race/Faction: Blackblood


Appearance(Anime pics preferred, real life pics or textual description is equally accepted):


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Maryanne has blonde hair that she keeps in two pigtails for her own convenience. She has green eyes and wears glasses. She has a small build and tends to wear formal clothes.





Justin, too, has blonde hair. It is messy and tends to stick up. His eyes are green and he has large eyebrows. He has an average build.


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Maryanne:


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Justin:


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Height:


5'9"


5'4"


Bio/History(At-least two well written paragraphs, more is encouraged and welcome of course):


Overall:


Maryanne and Justin Dracula-Blackblood are two descendants of the Count Dracula—and incredibly proud of it. They are twins (as if that isn't obvious enough) who grew up living a life of luxury in the wealthy Dracula family, currently living in Transylvania. As time went by, Maryanne and Justin decided to move to New York City, just because they wanted to visit extended family.


Or so it seems.





Maryanne's Personal History:


Maryanne was always the lady of the family. She was dressed up like a paper doll, squeezed into tightly-laced corsets, and forced into some sort of marriage to keep the Dracula family honor. However, those marriages always turned out to be epic failures.


Maryanne always made sure that she would stay single, even if it meant she had to do something drastic. She was pretty good at covering it up, too. Nobody suspected her...until she found herself cornered with obvious clues leading to her being the murderer to one of her many suitors. Not knowing what else to do, Maryanne fled Transylvania.


Justin's Personal History:


Justin had it fairly easy. He didn't have to worry about getting married, because he got to choose his spouse and when he would marry. However, he sought adventure, rather than the same old routine. When he heard that the Blackbloods were fighting two other mafias, he made the decision to join in on the adventure.


Along with that, he realized that his sister had murdered her latest fiancé, so he brought her along to New York.


Personality:


Justin is a fairly easygoing and calm gentleman who seeks adventure. He's rational, organized, and cool-headed. When angered, he tends to stay quiet, but one can hear the venom in his voice. He tends to keep grudges.





Maryanne is hotheaded, but keeps a certain ladylike charm with most people. She is violent and rebellious. She is quite murderous and can almost qualify as insane. She does have a soft side, however; when she isn't angry, she is shy and quiet.


Powers(Again, keep them realistic if any at all or your character will be denied.):


She can read and control minds to a certain extent.


The Effects: Maryanne can see what you are thinking and control your thoughts for a short period of time, but it can be blocked with enough willpower.


He has the ability called "Spatial Sense", meaning he is sensitive to other people's movements. Useful in battle, but can give him splitting headaches if used too often. Best used in moderation.


Other:


She reads horror novels in her free time.


He drinks tea. A lot.

 

[Sinny The Fool]

Name:


Lucifer Malek


Apparent Age:


Early twenties


Actual Age:


Over three thousand years


Gender:


Male


Race/Faction:


Vampire I Blackbloods


Appearance(Anime pics preferred, real life pics or textual description is equally accepted):

Clothes/Gear:


:

Prefers fighting with his hands however if needed he hides two short blades under his overcoat along with several smoke grenades and other necessities, he almost always carries his mask which he uses when making movements off personal motives.


(His mask)

Height:


6’2”


Bio/History(At-least two well written paragraphs, more is encouraged and welcome of course):


Living a long life Lucifer has be known as many different names during his lifetime, Lucifer had went around killing people and expression terror across any place he stepped foot on. However after a hundred years of living he came to realization of something...Killing more people he could count already he felt foolish for not taking it a step further, using his power over others to gain a more political foot which he did from a young age. Even being apart of the WWII in his time in germany, he helped Hitler rise to power to control the course of history; WWI was the same, being the man who assassinated Archduke Franz Ferdinand of Austria knowing this could trigger a chain effect to lead to chaos.


Although well disguising the fact it was actually him to kill Hitler by the end as he ‘failed’ him by not listening to his advice; and instead trying to take control himself Hitler had met his end at the end of a barrel; And later making it appear as if Hitler committed suicide Lucifer had went to New York where he saw first hand what happened during night; Eventually finding out about the three gangs which seemed to be separated by race, Lucifer felt it appropriate to join the blood packs and has worked for them every since.


Personality:


Lucifer often comes off quite polite and flirtatious to anyone he is around; although he often does this in a playful way he toys with friends and enemies; a bad trait of his. He is outspoken and always places his opinion if he has one and doesn’t mix well with being led by others, preferring the ‘leader’ like role or simply being able to do whatever he pleases. Perhaps unlike other Vampires Lucifer has acquired the taste for more than just blood, and is known to eat the flesh of others including his own kind at times. Lucifer almost constantly as a dark and bloodlusting intent around him which can be noticed by anyone near him, being manipulative and unpredictable Lucifer relies on these traits to survive.


Powers(Again, keep them realistic if any at all or your character will be denied.):


Over his life time Lucifer had picked up many techniques and training and was able to make his body the perfect weapon he'd always wanted; Having an aggressive and some what agile fighting style Lucifer has found use in combat with both hands, modern weapons like guns and blades of such; With a keen eye Lucifer is able to see fast moving objects and claims to be able to predict where a bullet is when shooting through the air; Although he wouldn't be able to match the speed himself he has proved to be quick reacting if nothing else. Often using unpredictability by using several fighting styles if one isn't working Lucifer can switch from offensive to defensive within a moment's notice and fights by adapting to his opponents fighting style; Although not showing to have any 'specific' powers Lucifer often stresses that he has the greatest power of all; Being able to strike fear into the hearts of anyone.


Other:


-Lucifer is a Masochist and Sadist


-Rumored to follow a Satanic religion


-The tattoo on his neck is a Latin quote written in Greek letters which reads, "I can live neither with you, nor without you."

 

[Chase]

Amabelle Austen Silvermoon

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  Name: Austen
  
  
  Age: 204
  
  
  Gender: Female
  
  
  Race: Werewolf
  
  
  Faction: Silvermoon
  
  
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  Austen stands at the respectable height of 5'7, most of which is her long legs. Her body is pale and slender, and her muscles toned just enough to show through her skin. The brilliant green of her eyes is further extenuated by the darkness of her waist-length curls.
  
  
  Appeared Age: 19
  
  
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  In 1811, Amabelle Austen was 19 years old. The perfect society girl, she was engaged to be married to a rich, successful plantation owner called Micheal in Georgia. A mere two weeks before her wedding, the girl was on her way home from a ball. She was alone, as the carriage wheel had broken and her coachman had to stay with the horses. It wasn't that far, so Amabelle decided to walk the remainder of the way home.
  
  
  The light from the house was in view, and the girl was humming a song when it happened. One second, she was holding her skirts up and stepping over a puddle, the next she was on the ground with a terrifying humaniod beast on top of her. When she opened her mouth to scream, a clawed hand clamped down on her throat. A few seconds later, Amabelle blacked out.
  
  
  When she woke up, Amabelle Austen was dead. It had been a week and no one had found her body. She wasn't quite sure what happened, or why she was three towns over from her home. That is, until the full moon came.
  
  
  She'd heard stories, of course. Everyone had. Creatures that took the form of humans until nightfall. She just didn't think they were real. Silly stories to keep children from wandering out to play after dark. But now she was one of them.
  
  
  It took years for Amabelle to learn to control it. Years that she spent watching her loved ones from afar, terrified of hurting them. One by one, she saw them grow old and die while she herself never aged. By the time 50 years had come and gone, Amabelle trusted herself to be around people again. She acted as a nurse for the Northern troops during the civil war. After that, she slowly moved north. During World War I she resided in Ohio, working in a factory to help with the war effort. She moved to Washington DC and acted as an active women's rights advocate. When World War II came around, she relocated once more, to New York City. There she worked as a Red Cross Nurse until she met a member of the Silvermoon family.
  
  
  His name was Jackson, and he swept her off her feet. For the first time since Micheal, Amabel wanted to be touched by another being. And so she let him, against all of her high society instincts. And then she let another man. And another. And she told herself she was doing it because she liked it, and after living so long not doing anything she truly wanted, why wait any longer. But she knew, deep inside, she was just trying to fill the hole inside her that was created when she was forcibly ripped from everyone and everything she cared for and made to watch them die.
  
  
  In the 60's, Amabelle began going by her last name, Austen. She became the family toy, so to speak, a position she gladly filled. Not to say that she had no purpose. She's also the family's informer. You'd be surprised what people will tell to who they think is just a random prostitute off the street.
  
  
  
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  Austen carries herself like a queen. Like everyone else should be kissing the ground she walks on. She appears as though she would be rude and stand offish. However, when she speaks to you, she's sweet and innocently flirtatious right up to the point that she's taking off your shirt without you even knowing you agreed to let her. When she isn't taking off people's clothes, she's learning their secrets. Something about her makes it easy for people to spill their guts to her.
  
  
  
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  Austen has a heightened sense of smell and hearing, like all werewolves do. She heals fast, and has superhuman strength, though nothing out of the ordinary for a were. What she does have is a minor mind control ability, which is how she's always getting people to A. take their clothes off and B. spill their deepest darkest secrets to her.

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[Mitchs98]

Name: Ronin, no last name given, name is simply a title.


Apparent Age(only valid if vampire/werewolf/hybrid): 23


Actual Age: 500


Gender: Male


Race/Faction: Immortal human, Silver Fang.


Height: 6'3


Weight: 200 lbs


Appearance(Anime pictures preferred, realistic or textual descriptions equally accepted):

Clothes/Gear: Precisely what is seen in the appearance section. Which includes his longsword which is sheathed sideways at his hip.


Bio(Two paragraphs, minimum): Ronin was born to and raised by the Silver Fang, an order dedicated to hunting supernatural creatures and keeping them in check. He was trained from a very young age of 10 in various martial arts and fighting styles, come 23 the elders of the order acknowledged and agreed he was worthy to recieve a gift that only those deemed to be superb fighters: The gift of immortality.


He could still be killed much like an ordinary human, of course, but he would never age and would become much stronger than the ordinary human. After the ceremony Ronin himself doesn't remember much of, he was completely changed.


Whereas before he was a generally nice albeit serious individual, now he was as cruel and sadistic as the creatures he was tasked with bringing down.


He was un-controllable by anyone, even the elders couldn't keep him in check. And thus, he was cast out of the order and branded a outcast, forced to live alone and to never return.


He swore vengance on the order, vowing to slaughter them all for betraying him. 200 years later, he returned and did just that. Men, women, children, none survived. Stealing what he could, he fled to the states. He would re-build the order from the ground up and cleanse the supernatural who sought to do harm to humanity, or die trying.


A little under 300 years later, an incident in New York involving a supernatural gang war piqued his interest. He would end it, either by destroying one side or destroying them all.


Personality: Extremely cold and extremely cruel, he will do almost anything for cash and almost anything for his...'comrades in arms'. He won't hesitate to kill you and everyone else in the room if need be, he'll also thoroughly enjoy doing so.


Powers(Again, keep it realistic or you will be denied):


Enhanced Perception: Ronin has exceptional spatial and kinetic sense, far beyond that of a human and greater than that of some vampires. He is able to react and strike with lethal precision.


Enhanced Agility and Strength: Ronin is stronger and faster than a human by far, on par with that of a werewolf.


Stealth and Cunning: Moreso a skill than anything, Ronin has a silver tongue which he uses to the fullest of his masterful ability. Not only this, he is a man who uses his speed to rely on stealth. While, he isn't exactly weak, most vampires could best him in one on one combat.


Regeneration: He naturally regenerates wounds at a moderate pace, he can not regenerate lost limbs or appendages.


Other: He is trained in any martial arts style possble to be taught in.

 

[Chase]

Jaxon and Xander Everland

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  Names: Jaxon and Xander. Known to everyone outside the Mix as "The Twins".
  
  
  Age: 30
  
  
  Genders: Male
  
  
  Race: Vampire-Wereeolf Hybrid
  
  
  Faction: The Mix
  
  
  
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  Jaxon and Xander stand at a terrifying height of 6'8. They are slender and muscled with piercing yellow eyes and a sinister smile.
  
  
  Jaxon keeps his hair chin length and dyed silver, with one red streak in the front. Xander on the other hand, dyes his hair a dark grey and keeps it shaved on one side and chin length in the front.
  
  
  
  
  
  Appeared Age: 24
  
  
  
  
  
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  The Twins past is indeed a complicated one. Well, not so much complicated as coincidental.
  
  
  Jaxon and Xander had always thought of themselves as better. As children, they knocked down others and stole their toys. As highschoolers, they treated everyone like shit, because to them, they were. Leaving two seperate parties, Jaxon was attacked by a Vampire, Xander by a Werewolf. When they discovered what had happened to each other, they each bit each other. Even being plainly supernatural was not good enough for them. So they became both vampire and werewolf the night of their 24th birthday. Little did they know how hybrids were looked down on when they made the choice.
  
  
  A year after this, The Twins discovered The Mix. They became hitmen, though of course, not ordinary hitmen. The Twins were who The Mix sent when they wanted a message sent. First they would terrify the victim. Rough them up a bit, and let them go, with immense psychological trauma. Then, a couple days later, they'd take them again. This time, they'd make it so the victim would have to be found. And after the psychical wounds healed, The Twins would kill them at last. After 5 years of this, it is rumored that even the leaders of the Blackbloods and Silver Moon were scared of them.
  
  
  
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  Of the two Everland brothers, Jaxon is the one you should be most scared of. With a large blood lust and little compassion, Jaxon is a torturer. It's one of his favorite pastimes. He is civil only to fellow hybrids, and down right cruel to everyone else.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  The Twins are highly intimidating. There are few who can stand to be in their presence for long without feeling the urge to cry and beg for mercy. They enjoy the agelessness of Vampires and the increased senses of Werewolves. They have superhuman strength and fast healing. However, they each have one weak spot that will not heal itself. For Jaxon, it is just below the elbow on the inside of his left arm. A dangerous spot, as there are many veins and an artery. For Xander, it is his lower back, which is dangerous because it is vulnerable and has his spinal column. The Twins don't know about their weak spots as well, so they don't know to protect them any more than they would protect anything else.
  
  
  

 

[Griffin]

Name:

Lukas Benedetto

Apparent Age:

22

Actual Age:

436

Gender:

Male

Race/Faction:

Werewolf/ Silvermoon




Appearance:

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Clothes:

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Gear:

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Height:

6'3

Bio/History:

His beginnings were relatively humble, Lukas was born into a medium sized family that made a decent living. As the oldest and first born son, it was his job to contribute all he could to his family, well he made this his own job as his parents never really cared how much their family name was worth as long as everyone was okay then they were okay, but this did not stop the man's father from pushing himself every once in a while to lay the table. A very basic childhood but he always claims his real life really got started the day he changed, became different. The incredibly slow bone cracking experience is a pain he says is almost as painful as a broken mind. The gene was in his blood. it had skipped a generation and his other siblings apparently, actually he never got the chance to find out if that were true because he had to leave shortly after he first transformed due to being unable to control is beastly tendencies.

When he would transform his mind would become lost to the world, being completely taken over by his feral mind. He became a victim of countless nightmares, waking up in the oddest of places with ripped clothes. Transformations like his were what surely made the werewolf physiology seem like a curse. Although as time passed, he found himself adapting awfully well to them but with the help of a couple of more experienced wolves, it was a walk in a park. Lukas then found himself in New York, a bustling city, where there were others much like him but, unlike him, they seemed lost and in need of something. At first he was unable to tell what exactly it was himself, but after a few years of supporting himself the easiest way he could in such a place, he also felt lacking. A man had appeared and with him a new establishment. Lukas holds great appreciation and loyalty to his alpha. Even though it is was never his place, he frequently self claims to be a second in command. While his beta status might not be entirely true, many of the members of the faction look up to him as one of the favored subordinates. Its his job to make sure everyone's doing their shit right




Personality:

Growing up in a rather tight knit family, Lukas is always the first to bring up how important a family and their values are. Although he wouldn't be the one to admit it, many of the younger members of the faction see him as a "den mother" of sorts, because of him being so easy to relate to and his compulsive need to protect the faction, much to his distate. Lukas is friendly with his guild mates without being too loud, cracking his ever so famous inappropriate jokes and being popular with the ladies but never a dog, ironically. Being generally considered as a person who is awfully "bright" for the type of business he is involved in. Although on duty he is more reserved, but still manages to maintain a light atmosphere around him. When you first meet him, he has a very domineering aura to him, his analyzing green stare being known to make people crack under pressure . He almost always has a slight smile painted on his face that has a rather cynical feel to it.




Powers

Lukas, like others of the Silvermoon, can transform into a wolf like creature, granting him superhuman strength, enhanced sense of smell, hearing, sight, speed and durability. However he is exceptionally agile and fast, compared to his brethren, surprisingly for someone of his size.




Other:

lukas is a poor dancer, he always wears a family ring on his right hand.

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[Kylesar1]

Name: Marlin "Lin" Sandrow


Apparent Age: 38


Actual Age: 650+


Gender: Male


Race/Faction: Blackbloods


Appearance:

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Fighting gear

Bat form- In this form he's very weak, but regenerates fast, especially when sucking blood, and moves at near lightning speed


Clothes/Gear:

Muramasa: A demonic sword passed down for thousands of years


Height: 6'3"


Bio/History: He was born during the Feudal era in Japan to human parents, so he was trained in the usage of a sword. When he was 35, he was put into the kings army as a stealth assassin/Guerrilla. He ended a ton of lives. At 38, he was hit with a surprise attack from the enemy and was mortally wounded. Laying out in a field close to death, he was approached by the 2nd former head of the blackbloods and offered vampire immortality in exchange for being an assassin for them. He accepted and stopped aging there


300 years later, the 2nd former head was killed in the battle against the Silvermoon and he was promoted to advisor. That's where he mellowed out his assassin mind and became more resourceful and thoughtful of his actions. In this, he started The Zone, the most successful bar in New York, and made him a fortune. However, he still carried out secret missions for the Blackbloods for crazy pay


200 years after that (500 years after his turn), the former head was assassinated by an unknown sniper. Marlin never accepted the official ceremony of leadership, so he never became the official leader. While one would see that as a cowardly move, it was actually a tactical move. By not announcing his leadership, he ended the efforts of a lot of assassins targeting blackblood leaders. Blackblood officials answer to him as leader, but the subjects don't recognize him as the official leader. As a result, there was a disjoint in power, and Blackbloods became more of a circle of power, rather than a single power


Personality: Resourceful, Marlin is everything you'd expect from a owner of a classy bar and the unofficial head of the Blackbloods. If crossed though, he'll turn ruthless, sadistic and unforgiving. Marlin is extremely protective of his [blackblood] family. His bar is his pride. If either the property or the rules of the bar are violated, he's quick to strike. He loves fighting against strong opponents


Powers:

• Samurai- Marlin is a master swordsman
  
• Insane speed- Through over 500 years of training, he became an athletic beast. He decided to sacrifice his vampire strength for exceptional speed. He has the strength of a bodybuilder, which is below average for a vampire, but upped his speed 100-fold. His speed is crazy
  
• Vampire Bat- At the price of an even bigger strength cut, he turns into an even faster vampire bat who sucks blood. This is the only form where he regenerates. This form is typically used for either assassinations or escapes
  

Other: He has a thing for classic music and jazz, and knows how to waltz like a king

 

[macathan]

Marcus Carrow

Why

Name: Marcus Carrow


Apparent Age: He seems to be nineteen or twenty,


Actual Age: Seventy six, quite young for a Vampire,


Race: Vampire-Werewolf hybrid,


Faction: None,


Height: 5 ft.9


Weight: 137 lbs.



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am I

Bio:


He used to live a normal live in the suburbs with his perfect family, and quite the lad he was back then, known for a brilliant mind and outstanding intelligence, his mother was the typical housewife, his father the owner of a large software company, his sister a brilliant little girl.


He loved them all very much.


That faithful day to crash it all down, he remembers it perfectly. They flooded in their homes, it was a perfect Sunday morning, nothing could go wrong it seemed, but the Vampires, they just had to didn't they? Well, his opinion on the matter didn't matter, what happened happened. They killed his father first, draining him of all blood, drenching his clothes and the carpet around him. Then they took his mother. But him and his sister Macy? They spared them for some reason, why he would never know, but they didn't leave without a parting gift, they bit both him and his sister, turning them into Vampires, and since that day his sister was lost, nowhere to be found.


He lived more then twenty years on the streets alone, trying to find her, but he couldn't, on his journey he found a werewolf woman by the name Electo, she taught him about everything he knew, about the Blackboods, about the Silvermoons, about the Mix. She seemed to be quite the troublemaker, chaos was probably her middle name. At first he hated her, and he still does, and so does and did she, their love was something strange, they cancelled each other out, and would probably kill each other with no hesitation to reach their respective ambition. But that is what made them so beautiful and unique, they had their own brand of love and hate. He even asked Electo to bite him, turning him into a Vampire-Werewolf Hybrid.


His relationship with her is something utterly bizzare, nd he truly loves the metaphorical wing it gives him.


Persona:


At first rather mild mannered, strange and cold, but as you get to know him, you would find out that he isn't cold at all, just an extreme hothead, he just pushes it deep within, never letting it show.


He is rather kind and nice, with the way he treats children and the elderly, but to anyone he deems unworthy of it? He is vile, uncouth, calling everyone an idiot, he is a bit obnoxious, and sometimes his behaviour is uncalled for, but most of the time it isn't, he tends not to touch people until they touch him.


But he isn't overall moody and bad, that is just to most people, he can be quite funny and smart, he is witty, and dislikes being rejected.

even here?

Gear:


He has a knife given to him by his partner, Electo. Elegantly crafted, with a neatly made leather handle, the only thing he can say is that Electo has taste when it comes to weaponry.


A bunch of hidden knives under his leather jacket, he throws them around with accuracy.


And just in case a gun that is probably gathering dust on his hip.


Fighting Style:


Choosing to fight far or close range, he finds himself unable to fight midrange, with neither tiring out the opponent or throwing knives working, he is very accurate when it comes to throwing knifes or slashing at opponents, also great at dodging he finds that tiring opponents is the best way to a fight, seeing as, you don’t fight at all.


Powers:


None other then the average keen senses of Vampires.