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Name: Lucius Maverick

Age: 320

Class: Mind Controller

Weapons: Fangs, Mortals (making them think they need to kill), Two Daggers.

Personality: Stoic and pleasant when calmed down, but when angered he can develop an eerie and psychotic personality.

Appearance:

Background story [Be detailed!]: As a young boy, Lucius always thought that something had been after him. It was almost like he was being watched by the dark and some what controlled by this darkness. In 1687 those thoughts became assured. By that time he had pretty much known about the darker part of life. After all Luicus was only 25 and old enough to investigate what ever feelings he had. Two holes in his neck is all he had thought he got from this encounter, but he was very wrong. 1969, Lucius had almost fully developed his ability to control others and used it to his full advantage. 2007, Lucius is still looking for others like him, to join in his little game of chess, where anyone can be a pawn.

Username: Midnight Drowner
Name: Edward Hart
Class: Mind contoller
Age: 17
Weapons: fangs, a katana and a revolver
Personality: carefree, very reliable, easygoing, and loyal. Rarely ever serious, and is somewhat of a show-off. Intelligent, slightly foolhardy, and open-minded.
Apperance: Height of 5'10", pale skin, dark brown hair, his eyes are originally green but when he is thirsty his eyes turn red. He is lean and strong

Backround Story: He was once a hunter of darkness (mainly hunting lycans). Edward was an elite fighter and he taught a few others how to hunt the evil. Edward was raised by his father since his mother died giving birth to him. He was then only 15 when his father died by a heart attack or so he thought...Then him and his best friend were ambushed and were left to die. He assumed Sakura was dead and he learned to understand that pain. He then hunted for a long time. Until was turned immortal, his uncontrollable bloodlust drove him to attack his partner/friend. Luckily he was able to stop himself before harming her. Fearing for his loved ones' safety, Edward left to gain better control of his thirst. During this new desire for blood, he slaughtered a member of a gang of hunters known as the "Black Void." Thus causing him to be hunted. Now able to restrain himself, he has came to L.a. to keep the hunters off his trail. Edward has also come to the city to find his friend that he had tried to kill.

Name: Vlad Sparks

Age: 18

Class: mind controller

Weapons: Fangs, kantana, and a pystol

Personality: Laid back, resorceful, smart a**.

Appearance:


Background story[Be detailed!]: Was turned vampire about 6 months ago, used to be a hunter of the tracker class. During one of his hunting missions he was attaked by a sadistic rouge vampire, luckily he was able to survive with only a few scars, and that is how he turned vampire. He has come back to L.A. his hometown, not knowing what to excpect of it now. Possibly hoping to find any one left here that he knew. He has had issues, since he was turned vampire and his sister was killed. Noone knows the whole story yet.....here is a little. Vlad could feel the hot flames that were behind him. He looked back with an evil toothy grin, knowing he had caused all the chaos. That should teach them to mess with me. People scrambled out of the bar, that he had set ablaze. He knew he probablly shouldn't have, but they did threaten his sister. Besides, he really could care less.
He was now a long way away from the fire now. His bloodlust was increasing, but he could wait, for now he needed to find his sister and make sure she was ok. He searched frantically through the woods, branches and twigs cracking under his hustled steps. He was growing worried, the woods was dead quite. All of the sudden he came apon a gruesome site. He had found his sister, but she was in bad shape.

OTHER: Gives everyone nicknames, kind clingy

Name: Selene

Age: About over 2,000 years old. (Looks approximately 18 years old.)

Class: Elders.

Weapons: Selene holds a hand gun which she usually keeps reserved in her pockets. She also uses her fangs for special reasons but only seldom. Two daggers are held onto the strap belt across her waist and usually use this unless everything gets roughly out of control.

Personality: Sounding almost like her name, she is a very serene and calm person usually. It’s very rare to see her ranging angry although it happens so many times when she was newborn. When in her calm state, she usually has no thirst for blood. She is one of the youngest elders there are and when in a bad mood, she does have a wild thirst for blood but remains back into her calm state after a few minutes. Anyone can tell her mood if they should stay away from her or not when she shifts her eye color. She is also very literate, musical and smart, and anyone at all would sometimes find her reading a long novel. As a vampire, others would think so bad of her but her real personality shows off as a silent kindness and unselfishness since she's never really wanted to be a vampire in the first place.

Appearance: She has long golden hair that stops at her rear end. The top was kept silkily straight as it then waves gently like a waterfall in the middle of her back (waist). She also has bangs that create a focus to her eyes. As a human a long time ago, her natural eye color was a deep sapphire but is now seldom seen since her eyes shift colors from becoming a vampire. Her delicate features on her face seemed almost too perfect as if she was a goddess and her lips are unusually wine rouge. She has a perfect angular nose and her cheeks were already matured with no baby fats. She usually wears lots of black lace that elegantly wraps around her pale skin creating a stunning scene.

Background Story [Be detailed!]: Her real name is Aurélie Schayz. Only people from her time remember her real name. As a young child, she was still a bright human who had a perfect human life. She started going to school in such an early stage because her family was very wealthy. She was really quiet but has really bad temper as a child. At the age of fifteen, her life began to turn intricate. Her little sister, a small four year older has been killed mysteriously. She cherished the child so much and would do anything to protect her. She’s been drowned in her misery for three years when she saw a sighting of her parents murdered from the Lycans. She grew a disliking for them, finding ways to get back revenge silently. Around mid-December, she finds herself walking alone in the cold streets, looking for somewhere to belong but only dull pain remained in her heart. She slipped out a knife from her pocket, placing it gently on her wrists pondering what will happen if she did die. Would she be happy if she was dead or would she be happy if she was immortal? She never knew that both of them would happen unexpectedly. The next day, she finds herself feeling a bit queasy and was surprised to find out she was a vampire. She found it hard to control her thirst of human blood, blood from the race she was before. It didn’t feel right for her. She grew more mature over centuries, controlling her thirst for blood. She falls in love with a human male from a dance and had the urge at that time to snap and start off. It was her first love and she would never forget that day. He went for a kiss as Selene was tempted to bite his neck. As he grew close she ran off to a different area. In LA. She still loves him and thinks about the male every now and then, thinking she will never love again like she used to. It was a nightmare. Now she knows so much of the supernatural things that roam among L.A. She has also made an alliance with a Lycan but felt so perturbed being friends with a person who belonged to the group of murderers. Being immortal, she has decided to protect the vampire’s clan, pretending that it was her own true family. A chance she never had to live through. At her spare times, she finds herself reading romance novels, wishing there was someone to love although there was almost no possibility. As a young child, she has also played the piano before but doesn’t remember the graceful long fingers moved through the black and white keys. She is usually found on the top of her apartment’s roof gazing off onto the small world that she lived in. She will never see the sun and the beauty of morning and afternoon. The only world she sees is danger and never ending existence.