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 Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 8:00 am
 Name: Lililane (Lily) last name lost in history.
Age: Somewhere around 230
Type: Sanguinarian
Weapons: Lily enjoys hand to hand combat, beating her opponents to a bloody pulp is her greatest entertainment. She prefers to keep her weapons at home but carries some just in case they are needed. Her favorite "play toy" is her whip that she carries on her belt, she has mastered using it and can do many many tricks that most would expect only to see in film. Only for emergency, she carries a single silver pistol with her, loaded with silver bullets for any lycan she may run into and not be able to defeat with fighting alone.
Appearence: Lily's looks have changed with the times, she has gone from extreme to extreme, but always keeping her pride and joy the same. Her strawberry locks have always remained throughout the times, throughout the changes from corsets and pettycoats to lycra and tube tops. Her slender frame shows the generation she belongs to, being poured into corsets and large, ornate dresses. Her emerald green eyes are usually decorated with a smokey cat eye attributed to eyeliner and black eyeshadow. Her full, pouty lips thick and shiny with gloss. Very rarely does she not look put together, corsets are her "breath-taking" favorite (usually tied so tight she couldn't breathe even if she needed to). You can usually see her walking the streets in a simple black lace corset, a pencil skirt that reaches just above the knee and looks painted on (which can sometimes be a pain in the arse during a fight, lets just say she has many to replace due to rips and tears)
Bio: Lililane was born into a world of wealth and luxury. Her parents were French arstiocrats and she had the honor to rub elbows with the finest of French high society in the late 1700s. Her world came crashing down with the uprising of the French revolution in the 1780s. It goes without saying that she lost her family and barely got through it alive herself. She escaped into Spain and lived on the streets briefly before catching the eye of a shady stranger who offered her a new life, one with eternal youth as well as eternal life. The deal was only valid however, if she remained his. Anything to get off the streets was greatly welcomed by her and the idea of staying forever young and beautiful seemed to good to be true, and it was. She had no idea what she was getting into, what world she was becoming a part of, and what man she had just promised herself to. Much of her "life" from that point on was spent in seclusion and confinement, which she quickly grew defiant and hostile towards. Her life in Spain concluded in the mid 19th century when she set flame to her sire's coffin and left the continent all together and fled to the Americas. She left her innocence the night she left and harnessed her abilities and discovered her lust for the kill and quickly became merciless and her victims were added to the mortality rate. She jumped from state to state, home to home, kill to kill until the 20th century opened a whole new world of possibilities for those that roam the night. She adopted the East Coast as her home and eventually settled in New York during the 60s, when she discovered more and more of her "extended" family and she started to mingle with her kind. Though she left France centuries before, her English has been perfected but she still possesses a slight French accent that sweetly rolls of her tongue with every word.
Personality: Lily is a rather hostile person, holding onto her past but keeping it secret from others. She has a sharp wit and and even sharper tongue for those she doesn't favor. Her softer side doesn't make an appearance very much because she chooses to keep others at a distance and doesn't let many people get close to her. She is a rather coldhearted being and shows that in her kills, her "art" as she likes to call it.
Nationality: French
Origin: Versailles, France
Abilities: Though she is a Sanguinarian, during her inhabitation of the East Coast she was mentored by a psychic vampire and eventually learned how to tap into the thoughts and feelings of others. Humans mostly, though fellow vampires pose a challenge that she can overcome if she concentrates hard enough, but more powerful vampires are to hard for her to tap into. Her bloodlust however, she is working to tame. Just the sight or smell of blood can launch her into a pyschotic rage and she'll stop at nothing to get to it.
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 7:35 pm
Name:Zarathos Age:71 Species:Vampire,sanguinanian Character pic. In control  out of control  History:One night 50 years ago young Spencer Wyatt was like any young man, had friends, went to school, had even found love.On the night of his 21 birthday attacked and bitten by a strange creature. Later he awoke in a place he had never seen.It was dark, darker than the deepest cavern,and yet he could see perfectly. Scared he looked for someone, anyone.He found a strange man he had never seen before.But confused and looking for answers he questioned this man.The man told him that his "life" was over, he now was a vampire.Teriffied he weeped, for now he could never return to his old life.But he could try.He was now a creature feared by those who believe.Soon he tried to find his girl,and find her he did.One night his hunger got the best of him and he blacked out.Regaining his awareness he found the corpses of his friends,his family,and...his love.In anger he burned his childhood home to the ground with the corpses of the ones he had killed.Later he understood what was going on,and knowing his old life was gone he changed his name and now is at peace with what he truly is.He now can be found in New York under the name Zarathos. Battle Style:He uses blades,guns,grenades,What ever he wants.But his favorite weapons are his sword,his guitar that he always caries with him,and a retractable wrist blades on each arm. Skills:Melee,Sharp shooting,Mental awareness(Meaning he's practically a monk),And EXTENSIVE MEDICAL TRAINING... Now madly in love with Delayna Blackleafe.But what may happen down the road?
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 3:14 am
Name: chriz
Age: 389 (17)
Type: sanguinarian
Weapons: 2 kama, claws, and teeth.
Appearance: tall, long black hair, very pale skin, bright green eyes, semi attractive face, long black trench coat covering a black jump suit, i also wear a black hat like in the avi. he is a gangrel for those who play the mascarade, so his hair is scragly and coarse, and his face is rugged and so is his body. he has tthe vestigial claws, and the animal like teeth. he has a german accecnt as well.
Background story[Be detailed!]:born to a village of wariors, this being came across a strnger who he was about to kill until he offered him something he could not resist, immortality, he had accepted the gift and was then inflicted with the dark gift, at first he enjoyed it then he loathed the idea of never seeing the sun again, but it did not matter for now he had a reson to hunt at night, and one night he decided to leave the village and walk on the path of the warrior.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 5:01 pm
Name:
Margot (Last name unknown.)
Age:
Close to 290
Type:
Sanguinarian
Weapons:
Margot enjoys bloodsport just as most Sanguinarians do. Because of this, her weapons of choice are two small blades with very ornate handles and special silver infused blades. Forged in her home land of Russia, they are more than just her weapons, she has considered them her only allies.
Appearence:
Margot has seen trends come and go throughout her lifetime. Not ever really taking much of a liking to the women's fashion, she is often confused with a boy due to her short hair and toned frame. Currently, she has multiple piercings (see picture) as well as her tongue and a "corsette" surface piercing on her back (it looks like the laces of a corsette, with loops imbeded in her skin, string strung through in "x"s.). Her hair is thick and purple, contrasting greatly with her pale skin and large, olive green eyes.
She isn't a fan of lipstick, but can always be seen with black eyeliner and eyeshadow,done in a cat-like effect. She stands at 6'2", with an exceptionally toned figure.
Bio:
Margot was born into a broken middle class family. Her father worked for the millitary and was a cruel man, ruling over his household with his own form of bloodlust. Her mother had learned to medicate herself from reality with alchohol, (it being cheaper than water where they lived), and was known to act out in violence against the others in the family. Margot was the youngest of four children. Unfortunately, over the years, they each killed themselves off with drugs, alchohol, and suicide. When Margot was about sixteen, her father was thrown out of the millitary and killed after murdering his superior. Her mother grieved for days, refusing to leave her room to even eat. This forced Margot to start caring for herself fully. She left her home and began a life of wandering and travel through Europe. During this time, she lived in Moskow for a while, where she met a woman named Ravyn. Margot fell in love with Ravyn, soon to find that her new found love had a surprise. Ravyn was a vampire. Margot was turned just before her seventeenth birthday, then abandoned by Ravyn. This forced her to continue her travels, hurt, angry, and learning to cope with her new "lifestyle" of sorts.
Personality:
Margot is cautious around strangers, relying heavily apon her intuition to tell her who to trust. However, once she warms up to someone, she makes a more than loyal friend or lover, but give her reason not to be and she will be a very formittable enemy. Margot will never speak of her past. She prefers to toy with her prey's mind before killing them in a very sanguinary manner. Her Russian accent can be heavy on some words, otherwise it is just a shadow in her dialect.
Nationality:
Russian
Origin:
St. Petersburg, Russia.
Abilities:
Margot is a master in the art of deceipt, however she is also an unfailing follower to whoever can gain her respect. She is also a master at Shadowscape, and is able to move unseen and unheard in the shadows.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 9:17 pm
Name:Avanie Age:Unknown Type:Psychic Weapons:Silver Long Sword Appearance: Background story: My name is Avanie my family where slain by these monsters called Lycans and now I hunt them down one by one. With the sword of my father and the wisdom of the mother and the guidance of my ancestors I hunt the lands from all over and kill every last one of those abonmanations. I went all over the world trying to hunt down the beast that killed my family and now it leads me to this new place call New York. So now a new chapter in my life of pain and sorrow will begin as I join forces with the Vampire Coven in this new world I have found.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 11:59 pm
Name: Dante
Age: Turned at 24,.currently 254
Species: Sanguinarian
Weapons: A silver katana on his back, 2 desert eagles with silver bullets on
each hip, and silver knife with the words "Kill them all.." on the blade.
Appearance: Pale skin, medium black hair. His eyes are a blood red. 6' 5 " 250 lbs. Wears a long black leather coat, black pants and a black shirt, with black combat boots.
Abilities: Super strength, super speed, increased senses, better vision at night.
Weakness: Sunlight, holy water and everything else that kills us vampires.
Origin: London, England
History: Born 1729, Dante parents were killed in a raid on their little village outside of London. He was sent to live at an orphanage, where he was bullied by the other children. When he turned 18, he left for London to live on his own, which he would later regret. One night while he was sleeping at an Inn, he was kidnapped and taken to the royal dungeon, where he was used an entertainment fighting others to death for the King and Queen. Along with some other prisoners Dante fought his way to freedom out of the dungeon, only him and one other, who was mortally wounded, got out alive. Just as they got out of London, his fellow former prisoner died, he bleed to death, just as he was dying, he pulled Dante to him, but no words came out...he died.
Dante moved back to the village where he grew up, when he met the most beautiful women he had ever seen named Angelina. They were both married when he turned 24, and woke up the next morning with a bite on his neck. Angelina told him what had happened. Dante just took it in, he didn't panic, he didn't deny it, he just looked at his bride and accepted his new life. The couple devastated the English country side for many years. Dante, along with his beautiful bride, went back to London and terrorized the country the city. The largest group of nobles named The High Society hired Dante and his bride to assassinate their enemies. After a their 20th assassination, The High Society grew scared that people might point fingers towards them. At one of they monthly diner parties, The High Society poisoned Dante and his wife, they later woke up in chains. Angelina was beaten badly and he himself had gashes on his arms chest and back. After a week or so of torture, Dante attacked and killed one the guards. They took his wife, raped, then killed her in front of him. Before she was killed, she looked into Dante's eyes and yelled "Kill them all." Filled with rage and pain, he broke loose from his chain he killed the guards, then killed each member of The High Society. He spent 5 years running from the English royal guards until he fled to the mountains outside of Rome. Where he stayed quiet until he's arrival to New York. No one, not even himself, knows what happed to him with his time spent in the mountains of Rome.
Personality: Dark, cold, and overly aggressive when you first meet him, Dante remains mentally unstable after spending more then half his life alone in the mountains of Rome. He clings to whom ever gets close to him.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 1:31 pm
Name:Lord Eelieal Collins (Yaserakahn)
Age:4024
BirthPlace:County Cork
Race:Blueblood Vampire (for those who dont know Im a pure blood)
Type:Sanguinarian
Looks:5'9" 165 pounds (muscle) Long Black hair Red eyes dresses in long black leather trench coats and has his family crest that is tattooed to his forearm covered by a bandage but the coat bears the crest Pail white skin Black Leather Shirt Gloves and a pair of Black leather pants.
accessories:His Late wifes family crest made of pure gold around his neck,His noble family crest bore on a ring on both hands Triquetra bracelets made of pure silver a half gold half silver necklace with a celtic sword pendant.
Scars/tattoos:no scars hence hes a pure blood but he has his family crest tattooed to his left forearm military service tatto from a recent century on his left upper arm, one from an ancient century on his left wrist A black and gold dragon all down his back his sword tattooed to his right upper arm his unborn deceased child and his wifes name tattooed to his chest and carpe noctum down his right forearm and wrist
Origin:ancient celtic Ireland
Weapons:a two handed sword (He wields with only one) he calls it the demon slayer......Its made out of Diamond the lycan slayer his second sword made of pure silver another 2 handed sword that he can wield one handed, His fists feet and all other body parts a belt of silver knives daggers and shurikans, silver nitrate grenades,and two .45 magnums with silver and silver nitrate bullets these guns themselves are made of pure gold.
Abilities:telekinetic powers, Premonition, super strength,speed,agility,endurance and stamina, a master of all martial arts,a true master of the arcane arts,An extremely skilled swordsman and killer,Extremely skilled thief and assassin.........
Personality biggrin ark Cold hateful vengeful deep down kind caring and loving hes a mysterious fighter that only Rowaneth really knows about........he has a mysterious air about him and hes a loner whos lookin for redemption
He will sometimes be consumed in his own hatred and kill for no cause he was a soldier for so long throughout his 4000 years of existance that his hatred for himself and others runs very deep...........If you can gain his trust he will be your best friend for life but betray it and he will become your most lethal and formidable worst enemy for life............
Bio:Eelieal was born in ancient celtic Ireland to a noble class vampire family............But one day there was war declared between a vampire and a Lycan clan.........The battles raged for hours and days.......Finally Eelieal heard his clans battle cry thats when he knew the battle was over and that the Collins clan had won............Well the next morning the remaining members of the lycan clan broke in and slaughtered his whole family in front of him but let him live............As the years passed eelieal kept wondering why they had let him live...............He sought and found vengeance with his newly forged diamond sword he slaughtered those who killed his family.........then he found love and let the love of his life Rachel tame him and stop his violent nature................While she was pregnant and he was out for a hunt the Lycans came calling they held Rachel hostage until he got home........When he returned the slaughtered her and his unborn child.........He swore on her grave as she took her dying breath he would seek vengeance now for the last 4000 years thats been his driving force................Now in new york he is trying to build a life but he has been a soldier and at war not only with others but also himself for years He Fought in World War I,World War II,Fought for the french to help the American Colonists gain their Independance,Fought for the french again in the war of 1812, Immigrated to United states in the mid 1800's, Fought for the Union in the Civil war,Fought in Korea,Vietnam,Grenadia,The first Gulf War,and Bosnia, All his warring has been for one reason to kill solely to try and avenge his twin sister wife and child............He eventually started to kill in cold Blood just for redemption.....................now he has found his way to NYC looking for yet another chance at redemption can he find it here??????????
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 5:28 pm
Name: Azmaru
Born: June 1191 Turned: 1213 (22)
Race: Vampire
Class: Sanguinarian (Radical Thinker)
Enemy: None
Birthplace: Jerusalem Turned: Rome, Italy
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Appearance-
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 140lb
Eye: Brown
Hair: Brown (long)
Skin: Pale White
Clothing:
Wears a white cloak, with a red sash tied around his waist.
Brown/leather shoes, made for running and climbing.
Black Gloves
Grey T-shirt
Olive drab pants
Scars/Tattoos:
Gash across left forearm (width cut)
Small scars on both arms.
Accessories:
A silver dollar necklace. (tight)
A cross on a necklace (wrapped around wrist, placed in glove)
A golden coin on a necklace (rarely worn)
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Weapons:
Silver "Brass" knuckles- A pair of brass knuckles, thin knuckles (about 2 cm) coated by about 1.5 inches of .88 silver, making for quite the tool to disable Werewolves
Silver Nitrate Bullets- A lower containment of silver nitrate, also within it is a form of tetrodoxtin (a paralyzing poison, found in the fugu) mixed in, meaning it will disable and harm the werwolf, but can also poison a normal victim. Making it twice as useful to carry. -NON LETHAL DOSES-
Silver Bullets- Made of .95 silver, these bullets are among some of the purest bullets around. Carries 2 magazines only. Has to make these himself.
Needles- 4 needles, each one containing a Non-lethal dose of Sodium thiopental, used on subdued opponents, to stop their struggling/fighting.
Sword- A one handed straight sword, modeled after the 3rd crusades similar short swords, with slight modifications, including an edge of silver.
2x Pistols: One is a regular M9, with the no modifications, the other is a M9 with a modification for both the insertion of special bullets (Silver, Silver Nitrate or UV) each has a simple gold wrap around the base.
UV bullets- Highly seen as a bad thing to carry, but with the constant threat of being attacked by Werwolves, Demons, Unforgiving Hunters, and now even Rogue vampires, he must carry all forms of ammunition. As with Silver Nitrate, he only carries 2 magazines, and each are only enough to burn the enemy, only killing them if shot in a vital area. The UV is also, unlike Lycan bullets, highly congealed, to prevent spreading throughout the vampires body. -NON LETHAL-
Silver Dust- A powderized silver, used for clearing a room. It also causes any race that has to breath to cough, as it gets caught in their throat. Werewolves beware, this can burn your insides.
Holy Water- All items are laced with holy water, aside from the silver dust. This is the only thing he trusts to battle Demons.
Biography: [Be warned, it contains a lot of the word "he"]
Born on the edge of the Third Crusade, and near the Saracen troops, he was forced to watch the war (though, he didn't seem to mind). Born of a Christian Family, living deep within the borders of Muslim territory.
He lived, for the most part bouncing between his families home (outside of the Holy Land) and inside a Monestary, in another city farther away. During these travels he "joined" (he was of age, and the soldiers forced him into it) to join the army of Richard the Lionheart. After surviving the war, he moved on to the country of Rome, where he was "shown" some of the old places, many of which were the final resting spots of some Knights Templars, who went a little out of their way to kill the followers of Islam. When in Rome, he was turned through events he does not fully remember. He does though, remember lots of drinking going on.
After that, he noticed a strong allergy to the sun, and then he was fully unable to go out in it. Soon enough, he received the note. It told him about his turning, and all of this. And, at first he was unable to believe it. But, as most vampires do, he accepted it. For 100 years, he remained a strictly rule following vampire.
He met Lycans, in a non-violent confrontation as well. They quickly ran though, when the Death Dealers showed up. He was punished for not killing them on site. He argued, saying that they had done nothing to merit him killing them. He was exiled from the Coven, though for only 500 years. More than long enough for him to meet several Lycans. He held no quarrel with them, and unlike most was actually unable to hold the racism towards them. He even held a form of sympathy for the humans, and often wouldn't kill them. Instead, he would knock them unconscious, cut a wound near an artery, and drain enough blood for him to survive, but not kill that person. Usually, about 1/2 a pint.
When he was re-entered into the Coven, he held radical views, most of which were only minor at the time. His largest one, was his idea to banish the idea of Death Dealers, and instead start a form of Guardian-like role within the Covens. (He learned of the Guardian thing from multiple hours within feet of hunters.) He continues to preach these views, and will not kill a Lycan, or human unless they are unable to be stopped using non-lethal force. Because of his idea's, he was the target of much hate. And, was often times attacked by lesser vampires, who wished to kill him. When the Lycans started producing the UV bullets, he began to modify them. They to became part of his non-lethal arsenal.
While he retains the position as a Sanguinarian, he does not act like one, and often times will refer to himself as a Guardian. Usually causing some confusion onto which side he was on.
When in a conflict, he will usually side with the Vampires if they are around. If he has no reason to fight, even if the vampires are fighting, he will remain out of it.
Aside from vampires he will side with anyone fighting the Tainted, and he also will help Lycans fighting Hunters. He has never been seen aiding a hunter, and holds a strong dissaproval on all but the Guardians ways.
-The move to New York- Why?
He decided to move to New York when his idea's truly began to cause a ruckus within the coven, and he did not want to be exiled again. So, he ran. Going to a new Coven, he hoped they would accept these new ideas. Or, at least respect his right to his own ideas.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 1:51 pm
Name: Hawkes Ravencroft Age: 452 Type: Sanguinarian Weapons: Silver basket hilt Claymore, dual MK 1 combat pistols from Hammer technologies (loaded with silver and holy water bullets) Appearance:  Background story: In 1605, Hawkes Ravencroft was born in Hay castle near the river Tay in Scotland to a sanguinarian vampire mother and a psychic vampire father. They named their child Hawkes, shortly before British lycans killed them. They hid Hawkes in a small vampire tavern near Edinburgh bedore they turned the opposite way on the road and faced the lycans. Outnumbered 10 to 2, they ware brutally beaten and burned at stake. Years later, Hawkes was old enough to ask what happened to them, and when the story was told to him, hatred filled his empty veins and his heart turned to coal. Vowing revenge, he quickly took up fighting from his guardian, Rovan Anbhas. When the time came to join the vampires in lycan hunting, he gladly joined, but found that he was not suitable for killing lycans mainly due to the fact that he is a sanguinarian. Then came the Scottish revolution. Apparently, someone knew he existed, and he was forced to join the Scottish Army. They made him a Captain, and gave him a top of the line basket hilted Claymore. Unfortunately, the British won in 1651, and he couldn't bear to show his face in Scotland again. Deciding to travel, he came upon the idea of going to Paris for a while in 1673, and stayed there for about six years. He moved place to place in france, killing lycans and sharpening his skills in battle until he finally came back to Paris and witnessed the Phantom of the Opera accident. French police suspected that it was a vampire's fault, and they began to be on the prowl for him. When the french finally found Hawkes, he fled to America to escape execution by the famous Van Helsing. In 1790, he was finally in America, and was immediately pursued by lycans, demons, and hunters there too. Deciding he had had enough, he removed the blade from his Scottish Revolution Claymore, and replaced it with a razor sharp silver blade. It was when he travelled along the entire east coast of North America, he met another vampire, Nehk Hay, that he was brought to New York, and decided to stay there for the remainder of the war between Lycans, Demons, Hunters, and Vamipres. While honing his skills, Hawkes finally found the lycans who killed his parents. They were in a lycan bar that Hawkes and Nehk were raiding, and they killed every one of them, Hawkes' revenge finally exacted. Since the elimination of his parents' killers, Hawkes couldn't find much to do, so he looked for trouble in every nook and cranny of New York City. Finally, he found something to do, and got involved with Demons and Hunters. He blended in with both groups, and when the time was right, started conspiring against them. In the year 1960, he gathered a group of deathbringer, psychic, and sanguinarian vampires, and revolted against the Hunters and Demons. The entire group only managed to kill a few Demons, and also ran into problems with the Hunters. They retreated from their mission to wipe out both races, and went underground until 2004. Now, Hawkes is raising another group to fight against the other races with.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 4:44 pm
Name: Demi Nytemair
Age: "...Thousands"
Type: Sanguinarian
Weapons: Anything he can get his hands on.
Appearance: ((The avatar without the scythe)) Standing a lean 6'4", about 150lbs. with long white hair(a show of stress over the years), pure black eyes. Wears a trench coat, baggy pants, and large boots. (All in black).
Background story: As a satanist, he was never the "public" type... Being a vampire never helped much either. He has no childhood to remember, only fighting to survive. He is much of a loner, but is very loyal to what few friends he has. Used to surviving in the woods, he saw New York as a pool of blood, an opportunity to join a sort of "all-you-can-drink buffet."
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 4:00 pm
Name:Venmoria Age:Trapped physicly 16 forever but actually 330 Type:Sanguinarian Weapons:a pistal filled with silver bullets Appearance: Background story[Be detailed!]: Growning up in a life of poverty Venmoria learned to hate the world around her. Having to see her older sister be treated like royalty by her parents made it worse. The only person who actually understood her was a younge man named Christopher. He knew the kind of pain she was in, how it felt to be ignored, but what she didn't know was that he was a vampire. Soon the two of them fell in love, but he was 18 and she was only 14 at the time. They saw each other secretly for two year, then Venmoria started to realize Christopher wasn't aging. She tried to ask him about it but he never told her anything. One night after her daily visit with her lover she headed home. When she arrived she found her house was empty, except for her older sister's new husband. He said they had gone to the market and he stayed to tell her when she got home. So Venmoria sat down and started to talk with him but after a while things got creepy. He started moving closer to her and asking her more personal questions. He started getting all up in her face but she just walked away from him. He came up behind her and started stroking her leg and her lower back. That's when she started to scream for help. At that moment Christopher burst into the room and killed the husband trying to protect Venmoria, but he started to lose control. The family came home a moment later hearing screams and Christopher attacked, killing the whole family but leaving Venmoria bleeding on the ground. At that moment Venmoria became the vampire she is today. She still searches for her lover hoping to find some explanation for her family's death. She is cruel to anyone and everyone but that's who she is. She doesn't care about being accepted into any group she doesn't really care about anything. Venmoria fights with the agility of a cat and the strength of a bengal tiger. She loves to hear her victoms scream in pain and doesn't care if you beg or grovel. She won't make you her fledgling she'll just kill you. Be afriad be very afraid!!! Weakness:Venmoria hates the sun and is burned by it. Ability:She thrives in darkness and her vampiric powers only work at night. They include super strength, super speed and being telecinatic.
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2007 12:34 pm
Name: Kagamimaru Age: 800(appears to look around 19-21) Type: Voidmaster Weapons: Two short black bladed swords and twin black pistols Background story Kagamimaru came from Japan. he hates everyone in his familiy and will never talk about the things people have done to him. Likes:High places Hates razz eople that stay in his way current appearance:  personality: He is quiet and reserved. He lacks Social skills and is very awkward in conversation.
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Aubrey of the sliver line
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 7:42 am
Name: Luna Coldrip Age:unknown Type:Can tell the future. Can go for four days without any blood. Has extreamly good hand skills. Weapons: One midnight black shot gun, dagger,belt, my Sno Yeti, teeth Appearance:   Background story[Be detailed!]: When i was a little girl, I was abused and had to sleep in the celler in the dark when i was asleep a blood thirsty vampire about to die snuck in and bit me. i didn't even notic the pain it just felt like anouther beating... when i felt the need for blood I ran. I didn't know what was happening to me, my teeth were sharper I didn't see any diffrence in my skin or eyes because I had alway had very pail skin and dark circles under my eyes from lack of sleep (because i had to sleep on the floor) When a chipmunk was running up the tree, I just attacked... when i had it's little body in my hands and blood all over my mouth and hands i became scared droped the body and ran. I went down a dark ally so no one would notic the blood, it worked when anouther vampire ttryed to attack me and notic I had no pulse it said sorry and offerd me a place to stay. and now in here (I was only 12 when i got bit)
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 2:41 am
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Name: Tywyn
Age: Looks early 20's is actually 25
Type:Sanguinarian
Height: 5' 5''
Weight: doesn't know, doesn't care but is of slim build
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Hairi: UV reactive Cobalt blue and black dreads that hang to the waist, gathered into two bunches anime style. Matching blue and black bangs appear from under a wide black fabric band worn in front of the bunched dreads
Eye colour: Blue, very bright in the dark with a black ring round the outside of the iris, very striking
Clothing: UV reactive cobalt blue crop top, black combats with silver coloured buckles down the outside of the legs, and cobalt blue UV reactive piping to match the top. A long sleeved black fishnet top over this, with black fingerless leather gloves to the wrist.
Black mid calf biker boots with silver buckles up the outside, with steel plates at the toes and ridges at the back. Inch thick soles with deep tread. Floor length black coat to finish the ensemble.
A thick black choker at her throat, dark kohl round her eyes, with smoky eye make up. wears silver rings, studs and spikes up the length of both ears.
Physical condition: Is slim but curvy and in shape. Used to fighting, mostly by choice, so keeps trim and active. Not overly muscular, though muscles are defined.
Weapons: prefers hand to hand combat, but carries a range of knives secreted in various places for when she needs them.
Preferred mode of transport: Motorbike, owns a black and chrome Harley Davidson Softtail which is her best friend
History: Beaten by her father as a child she ran away. In and out of government institutions till she ran away at 16. Bit of a loner used to spend all night out in the darker places of town. Recently turned against her will. Was stalked by a vampyre who was determined to turn her, tormenting her before finally suceeding. Now on the run from him, she is an inexperienced vampyre in a world of elders. She used to self harm until there was little point after being turned, but has turned to other forms.
Personality: Loner. As a result of her past has a huge attitude problem and is angry at the world. Also has issues with authority Goes looking for trouble and if she can't find some, will start some. Not happy unless she is fighting someone or something. Get past the anger issues and she is very loyal and will protect who she cares about at any cost. Makes few friends, but those bonds she makes are very strong. Is Bisexual and has no qualms about showing it. Likely to get into fights where she is outmatched and deliberately aggravate others when she feels cornered. Puts up a strong front to hide her insecurities.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 12:27 pm
NAME: IVY
AGE:UNKNOWN
GENDER: FEAMALE
TYPE:SANGUINARIAN
APPERANCE: LONG HAIR OUT BACK IN BOW, GREY EYES, STRATCH AT BOTTM LEFT CHEEK, A CROSS NECKLACE, BLACK DRESS THAT HAS CHAINS WRAPPED AROUND THE BOTTOM, GLOVES, LEGGINGS, BOOTS.
BACKROUND STORY: I AM ALONE IN THIS BIG WORLD. I ALWAYS HAVE BEEN. MY PARENTS WERE KILLED WHEN I WAS SMALL. SINCE THEN I HAVE BEEN CARING FOR ONLY MYSELF. I HAD TO STEAL FOOD. NO ONE OFFERED ME ANY THING. I WAS NEVER THERE IN THEIR EYES. AT NIGHT I JUS SAT ON THE BRIGE AND WAITED FOR A NEW DAY.
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