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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 7:14 pm
Stamp of Approval: Absanthe
Name: Alanis Kate Parker
Aliases/ Nicknames: Lannie
Race: Human
Age: 23
Eyes: Bluey Gray
Hair: She is a red head that possesses auburn long lockes which reach down past her shoulders.
Height: 5’5’’
Weight: 115lbs
Physical Description: Alanis is fairly average in all aspects of appearance including her height and weight. Her body is that of a trained and disciplined martial artist, gymnast and swimmer. She is rather pale and her skin is laced with the typical freckles that come with most folk of Irish descent. To most she probably appears rather puny and scrawny but her strength, while not renowned, is surprising considering how average she is. Alanis, though, is definitely more of an endurance runner and sprinter than a weight lifter and can give chase for quite a while.
Hunter Type: Hunter
Weapons: 2 M-9 Beretta 9mm Pistols, various knives which are easy to conceal on her person
Special Accessories:
Clothing: More often than not she wears a plaid (black and white) trench coat that covers half of her thighs just so that she can easily conceal her weapons. If the occasion is too hot she makes adjustments accordingly. Typically Alanis is dressed very casually with a nice patterned halter top, a pair of jeans and some decent combat boots or comfy shoes that are easy to run in.
Skills: When need be she can more often than not charm herself out of a bad situation or simply play the role she needs to in order to get the information she requires. Depending on the degree of seriousness of the situation she can become a marvelous liar through her teeth.
She took martial arts classes when she was a kid and self-defense classes as well as tactics on how to bring someone down when she became a cop but other than that she just uses her common sense.
Abilities: She has 20/20 vision, a good shot and she’s extremely fit so she’s able to chase on foot for quite a while before having to give up.
Enemy Race/What They Hunt: She’ll hunt all three but vampires are the preferrence.
Personality: So long as you are on her good side Alanis is a charming jokester that can be serious when need be. If you aren’t she has a blunt tongue and is absolutely ruthless in her stubborn tendencies. She tends to be shy and cautious until she feels she knows a person pretty well but is still pleasant despite her shyness. She can usually rub most people the right way but as the saying goes you can’t please everyone. She is exceptionally understanding and when people are in pain she seeks to console them and give them a shoulder to lean on as well as a person who will listen to them.
Biography/History: I was born and raised in Australia so if you hear a wee Australian lilt to my voice that’s probably why. I came here to New York through connections in the hopes of training as cop here and eventually going on into criminal psychology. I was planning on possibly opening a studio of some sort in the future as well. My plans were altered, though, when I met a demon friend in the city and realized that there were battles behind the scenes outside of being a cop.
When I was introduced to this complicated struggle of the immortal and mortal I instantly felt it was my obligation to protect my kind and do what I could to keep everyone safe.
In high school I excelled at my gym courses and I was actually hoping to get a scholarship in order to play soccer somewhere. I managed to get my scholarship and it lasted a year or so when I decided that playing in the pro leagues just wasn’t for me. There was too much business to it and not enough fun. Too much serious talk and obsession with winning so I dropped out of that and ended up applying to be a cop after tons of working out. I managed to pass the physical examination the second time around and ended up being a cop in Melbourne. On the side I’d also managed to nab a wonderful dog and ended up taking him to various dog shows, a few of which he won and I eventually ended up training him to be in the canine unit of the police force.
Eventually, though, I was introduced to one of our criminal psychs when we were doing a special case on a serial killer and we managed to track the guy down. I though it would be awesome in order to become a criminal psych so I looked into a few places where I could learn to become one. After taking a few courses I decided I wanted somewhere bigger than Melbourne and New York hit me smack in the face. I thought it would be a great idea to join the force there seeing as it was the biggest city in the world.
I flew to New York with my pooch and applied to be a cop initially since I still had to finish a few psych courses before I was qualified to be a criminal psych intern but those plans fell through for the reasons I mentioned above. I have just recently joined the New York Hunters and my application was accepted. I have no idea where this occupation will lead me but I feel it is a path I am obligated to take to do some good for others. My pooch, Trace, came along with me and he helps me out by helping me find ‘the bad guys’.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 2:56 pm
Stamp of Approval: AbsantheVasilissa Krissor Name: Vasilissa
Aliases/ Nicknames: Lissa, Vas, Hyper girl
Race: Altered Human
Age: Looks 19 but actually much older
Eyes: Changes from Golden to Red
Hair: Black-ish Blue
Height: About 5'7
Weight: N/A
Physical Description: Vasilissa is really skinny cause she doesn't need to eat much. She has a scar on her chest above her heart. After awhile she got a tattoo of a skull with a black rose in it in memory of her old life before being altered.
Hunter Type: Now is a Guardian but used to be a Hunter.
Weapons: Lissa uses different weapons all the time. But her favorite weapon is blessed silver knives. Though she barely uses them. She mostly uses a long sword that is strapped to her back. She also uses a 45 gun for long range purposes.
Special Accessories: Lissa doesn't really have any armor except or the light-weight armor she wears under her cloths. She only wears this because her dad had given it to her when he was still alive. She has a special pet that she keeps with her all the time. Its a ferret and it can somehow locate any supernatural creature if Lissa asks. His name is Krissor. And he can talk. Krissor is also a partially turned vampire. He got enough vampire blood to start the change but not to finish it. So he is only a partial vampire so he can go outside. He doesn't age but he doesn't have any of the other vampire skills.
Clothing: When she goes hunting she wears an assassin guise. But she only wears it when the Higher ups. Mostly she just wears her special light-weight armor under her cloths. Her main clothing is a spagetti strapped shirt and short shorts with arm covers and knee high black boots.
Skills: Lissa is really good at lying to people so they usually believe everything she says because her eyes don't lie. She is also really good with knives and she is also very strategic.
Abilities: Lissa is actually really fast or someone of her size. She has really good eye sight and can see almost anything flying towards her. Being altered has made her be able to heal fast. Sometimes if she tried hard enough she might also be able to read someone's mind but not to a great extent.
Enemy Race/What They Hunt: She only hunts what she needs to hunt to keep everyone safe.
Personality: Lissa doesn't normally take things seriously. In fact she acts like a total lunatic most of the time. Except for when she needs to be serious. She is really funny and yet also lazy. She is also talks alot when hyped up on sugar.
Biography/History: Lissa was born in the 1700s in Europe. Her father was an alchemist and her mother was a doctor. When she was born she started showing signs of having a weak body, so her father and his co-workers decided to start on a project. So when Lissa turned five. Her father and everyone else who worked with him called her into his lab. There she saw other experiments and started to freak out. But before she could do anything her father had knocked her out. When she woke up about a week later she was in her bed and her mother and father were off to the side talking. They were saying that because of the operation she was gonna live a naturally healthy life. But then after a few years her father started to check on her progress and noticed something strange. So he took some of her blood and began to study it. Later that night while he was still in his lab and he accidentally messed up on the measurements and a big fire started. But only Lissa made it out alive. She was only ten years old and she lost her parents. So she gathered what stuff she could salvage and she left. When she went to Paris one year she was attacked by something. In the end a different hunter had saved her. He took her in and taught her everything there was to know about the supernaturals. By the time she knew she should be twenty-five she knew something was wrong. She wasn't aging anymore. She then recalled what her father had said to her. He said she was different and was special. She had thought he was joking but apparently it was true. After a long time her master had died. So she began to travel again. Along the way she met a talking ferret named Krissor who could smell the supernatural and he joined her. At first Lissa was a Hunter who used to hunt all the time. But after awhile she decided to change to a Guardian to make sure no one else was hurt by the supernaturals. After touring all over Europe she made her way to America. Then finally she ended up in New York. She liked it here and decided to stay.
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Posted: Tue Sep 29, 2009 5:39 pm
Name: ???
Aliases: Leaf
Race: Altered Human
Age: 27
Eyes: White (Has no eye color)
Hair: Black
Height: 6'3
Weight: 154
Physical Description: Skinny, muscular, tan
Hunter Type: Hunter
Weapon: Carries Two Ninja Blades on his back
Special Accessories: an unknown drink (People think its Vitamin Water.....it's not)
Clothing: Depending what time is it his robe, bandana, and visor will change color also wears a straw hat, white or black socks, sandals, black gloves
Morning: Robe: Green (Bandana:Black (Visors: Green (Socks: white Afternoon:Robe:Red/White(Bandana: Orange (Visors: Orange(Socks:Black Night: Robe: Purple and black (Bandana: Blue (Visors: Purple (Socks:Black
Skills: Stealthy, agile, quick, can jump high
Abilities: can detect people by their pulse, also depending on the time he has a different ability
Morning: Use plants, flowers, etc to poison enemies close ranged and far.
Afternoon: Fire Powers, ninja blades turn into flame sword
Night: Shadow/Night attacks can attack anywhere if enemy is in a dark room, also can blend in with the shadows so his invisible and not seen, can summon shadow clones
Enemy Race: What they hunt: anything, no preference
Personality: Quiet, respectful, educated
History: His birth place is unknown. All the information gathered about him was he was raised in China by a wealthy family. He wasn't very social he rathered enjoy being alone in a forest or a garden anything were its nature filled he also didn't a good connection with his family instead of calling his step-parents mom and dad he called the Sir and Milady. At the age of 6 his step-mom or what he called Milady was assassinated by an unknown creature and his step-father became a researcher to research and avenge his wife's death. When he turned 8 years old his step-father forced Leaf to take part of an experiment that went horrobly wrong, his step-father was actually a demon and went to kill him. Leaf lost his eye sight, and color. And awoke mysterious powers that killed the demon, although he lost his eye sight he could detect things like if he could see them. He was alone in the world just at age 8 and wanted to know who or what he really is and the origin of the monsters.
At age 27, in his travels he overheard rumors about a group of human hunters who hunt monsters and decided to join to understand more about whatever was going on
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 4:35 pm
Stamp of Approval: AbsantheName: Azriel (Az-rye-ele) Lana Bliss Meaning: Angel of Destruction and Chaos Aliases/ Nicknames: Azry, Lana, Bliss Race: Altered Human Age: 21, but looks to be 19 Eyes: Iced Blue, glowing happens at night Hair: Fiery red Height: 5 Foot 3 Inches Weight: 116 pounds Physical Description: Curves sculpt Azriel’s pale skinned body, with other tempting features. Helping with her art of seduction Hunter Type: Weapons: Aur & Argint – Both of these guns are revolvers Aur was once her father’s gun, whom died by the hands of a partner of his that was a lycan. Aur is a silver gun with a golden chamber, trigger and handle. Aur’s purpose is for hunting vampires. Argint is a special model of gun that is for the hunting of lycans. A longer gun that the Aur. Each gun had its name inscripted on its barrel Asregan – a sliver blade, that is concealed in leather so that it doesn’t touch her skin. Special Accessories: Blood fang vile - an lore to help attraction Milaro - A necklace locked by her fathers key, with a serum that allows her to change her scent from lycan and Human. Clothing:Club - Under the fishnet is a leather bra and a black skirt with a skull beltproject battle] - The exact outfit that Project Alice wore Skills: She is an expert gunslinger, able to use ANY gun she finds but her favorite are her two revolvers Aur & Argint. Abilities: Many will be described in her history, but she had the abilities and of the lycanthrope. As well as there weaknesses. With the help of manipulating her scent she can lore anyone Enemy Race/What They Hunt: She specializes in the killing of the two races of vampires & lycanthropes, for revenge of what they did to her Personality: Usually a darkened cheer, two weirdly placed words. Her cheerful personality is darkened down by her dark humor, and the gloom of her hunting. On the other hand, She is flirtatious , outrageous and brave; she's was the type of girl that boys wouldn't mind getting kisses from, receiving nudges from and would laugh about later on. Quite stubborn in her own right, she can densest - above all - about matters of love. Contrary to her shy, cautious nature that she shows at the first meeting, she can funny and great -- the type of girl you wouldn't find a threat, but watch out because she is. She will kill you dead if she has suspicions or is in hunting mode Biography/History: Azreil as known hunting all her life, so much that at a young age she was by her fathers side hunting the lycanthrope. But tragedy struck Azreil at a young age of 11, taken by the hunted lycanthrope. In a "pack" called the Sangele Lui Urlet, meaning Blood Lusting Howl, Or the SLU. With in there prison like walls the last thing she remembers is the male lycanthrope with a vial of blooden serum saying "Now it is time to become what you have hunted" Years later her father found out what they had done to his daughter and made every weapon she carries special so that she can use them against what created her. The vial injected in her was that of lycanthrope blood, that infused with her own human blood. Giving her the senses of a lycanthrope, but unable to change, her father gave a necklace that helped her change her scent to human, or Lycan. But also their weaknesses, finding that silver burns her, at age 13 her fathers silver dust was thrown back at her when the wind change burning scars onto her stomach. Just a few years ago her father went after SLU only to find more had been joined to the group killing him where he stood. Now Azreil seeks revenge for her father and herself.
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 8:58 am
Name: Aturo Sign
Aliases/ Nicknames: Aturo...
Race: Vampire
Age: 14
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Dark Brown and some black around the tips
Height: 5' 3"
Weight: 95 lbs
Physical Description [also Clothing]: Dresses in a sleeveless hoodie with a checkered shirt, Stressed straight fit jeans, and a pair of sunglasses and a visored snow hat. A large Panther tattooed on his upper arm. Long Brown Hair Resembling the color of the bark on the trees and black eyes. He also has pointed ears and a belt with knotch for His katana and another for his Berratta
Hunter Type: Slayer
Weapons: A short black bladed Katana which blade is filled with darkness and the fear of the lives its taken. Its hilt is made of the same material as the blade with white wrappings around the handle. The blades texture is metal but it looks as if it were a cloud because of the dark souls trapped within it. Its a short sword or dagger that could used to assassinate the enemy with ease. He also Carries a Berretta 93R with a nice maple handle with is perfectly fitted for his hand left or right the Berreta is made of Celestial gold and the bullets are made from iron and a strange lining of of a black liquid which he made so that on impact it would burst and send a discharge nuetralizing his arm, leg or where ever it hit take not he only has 5 but every 4 days he gets a new shipment this Berretta also can shoot out a spacial bullet that attracts all kinds of abominations Lycans, Demons even vampires...
Special Accessories: none...
Skills: He is skilled in Swordsmanship along with Martial arts he has a knowledge of many of the fighting styles but his favorite is Karate because he doesn't really like using his weapon he only uses them when he has to his swordsmanship as his scapegoat for when his martial arts aren't enough to take down his Enemies...
Abilities: Aturo has a way with people he can look into their eyes and scan them for any information or anything and he can then extract that information and place it into his own mind kind of like an eye to eye memory transfer...
Enemy Race/What They Hunt: He Hunts All Three of them Lycans, Demons and vampires.
Personality: Explosive, Easygoing, mellow, calm, And Eceedingly Intelligent. Personality Can change when he becomes angry because his emotions fade away and his only instinct is to kill...
Biography/History: Aturo doesn't have much of a background because of a lack of caring he had pretty much nothing to live for except his advanced fighting skills. One day when he was only a child his family awoke to find that his grandmother was dead she lay there lifeless and limp the only clue as to how she died was that she had two fang-sized holes in her neck without a single drop of blood falling from them. She had been sucked dry and there was no way to help here and as his father was about to go for the phone a hand went straight through his chest piercing his heart and shooting out the other sid with a spatter. His fathers blood shot everywhere covering Aturo and his mother the smell of death was in the air once again his mother then ran for the lights and switched them on to find her husband lying there with a gaping hole in his chest with blood pouring out and 3 Vampires standing behind him with blood arounf their upper lips she then let out a loud and dire scream and ran for the kittchen and grabbed the gun and shot one of the vampires dead in the chest he screamed out in agony she then shot another in the neck and the third swiftly evedaded the one she shot at him andwhen she had to reload hecovered her mouth and began to drink her blood she fell to groun lifeless as Grandmother had when the third vampire came toward Aturo he was about one step away when aturo pushed him away causing him to trip and then aturo jumped on him and began punching him while Aturo had his eyes closed the vampire let out a few words "You're definetily a Sign Vampire..." Aturo stopped hitting him as he reapeted what he had said but phrasing it different "Your a true bloodline Vampire" he said. was Aturo really a Bloodline Vampire he thought he got up and packed some bags and got dressed "Since you killed my family..." he said to the vampire "You have to take care of me and from then on he lived with the vampire he trained day in and day out so one day he could take down that vampire...
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 3:18 pm
Name: Huluhct, Hull for short.
Aliases/ Nicknames: Experiment 217, the D.L.V. killer, Grindhouse killer, BTTH butcher ((Boot to the head, name aquired from curb stopping many of his victims to death, leaving headless bodies which could not be easily identified)) and numbers 2, 4, 6, and 14 on the F.B.I's most wanted list.
Race: Altered Human: enhanced cyborganic human
Age:21
Eyes:Blue, though on close inspection one eye IS mechanical.
Hair:Blonde, tussled, not taken care of.
Height: 6' 9"
Weight: 500 pounds, 180 without his cyborganic parts.
Physical Description:Tall, well built, his metal parts are covered by a synthetic skin, masking the fact he is a cyborg. Hunter Type: Martyr
Weapons: Basically, his entire body is filled with weapons, from small, controlled explosions, flamethrowers, to power tools. But he prefers to use his fully customized P-90, with a silver bayonet, scope made so only he can use it with his cybernetic eye, and his special kind of round, the cherry PIE, a specialized round which ricochets inside the head after penetrating the skull and leaves a nice smoking red juice where the brain had been. It pulverizes the brain and turns it into a jelly like substance and the small explosion that fragments the bullet is red, like a cherry.
Special Accessories: He has seven necklaces of Vampire fangs, five lycan fur coats, and a duffel bag full of "Trophies" that he affectionately named his "Magical Murder Bag,". He also has a pocket full of things he likes to call "Zap-tabs" which are magnetic things that are about the size of a watch battery and stick to metallic objects, draining the energy out of them, thus rendering them useless for a bit, once one of these has been used to drain an object, he can pick it back up, and throw it again, to unleash the energy inside. The larger the object drained, the more energy it expels.
Clothing: He usally stalks about in nothing more than a large black trench coat, a black undershirt, with large black military boots, and black fingerless gloves. The coat is woven from a micro fiber that can stop most smaller bullets such as ones fired from a handgun at long range. If fired from closer up, such as with in, twenty feet, it can harm him, but will not penetrate. Larger guns however are not affected by this.
Skills: He knows most forms of martial arts, can use any object as a weapon, an expert marksmen and can dismantle and or assemble or hack any kind of machine being part machine himself. Abilities:
Enemy Race/What They Hunt: He hunts all three, but is rather fond of killing Lycans and Vampires the most.
Personality: Outgoing, angry, and isn't 'TRULY' happy unless he is soaked in the blood of his enemies. He is also a wise cracking, sarcastic jack a**.
Biography/History:One day on his way to midnight mass with his family, when he was very young, they were beset upon by some angry Lycans who mistook them for someone else. When they attacked, they killed his parents, leaving him dying. The Lycans, were then, ambushed by vampires, who then finished off his siblings when some strange men then descended upon him. Thinking as young as he was, that they were angels sent to save him, he blacked out.However when he awoke inside a lab, he quickly learned that it was not heaven, but more like hell on earth. He was pitted against other experiments for survival and testing. One day, after the release of a failed experiment, he decided he too, needed out. During a weapons training drill the young ten year old decided he had had enough. He turned the weapon on the instructors and escaped, leaving a high death toll. He lived his life in solitude for as long as possible, learning the ins and outs of his mechanics and even upgrading them with his more than human brain. The company running the lab was none to happy however, with what he had done, so they sent mercenaries after him. He soon learned that the only way to survive, or rather, HIS only way of survival depended on killing. He went ahead and set himself up as a mercinary, his motto now, "Dealing with your problems, whether they lurk in the night, in the bedroom, and in the halls of hospitals." His specialty's include killing/dealing with Vampires, Lycans, Demons, Ex's and scientists/doctors, though his work is rarely clean. He believes that if the body is identifiable, he did his job wrong.
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Local friendly psychopath
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 8:59 am
Accepted by Absanthe
Name: Gabriel Logan McTaylor
Aliases/Nicknames: Slippers
Race: Human
Age: 40
Eyes: Light blue
Hair: Naturally curly dark brown, but normally cut short.
Height: 5’ 11
Weight: 11 stone / 69.8kg
Physical Description: Slippers has a chiselled jaw line, sharp features, he has an athletic build, built more for speed than aggression. He has two bullet scars on the middle back part of his back.
Hunter Type: Hunter/Slayer
Main Weapons:
SIG P228 – Slippers’ primary weapon, it was used during his time in the SAS and British Army. Heavily modified, the pistol can be equipped with a suppressor, light, and laser sight. The pistol and internal parts are all coated with a corrosive, resistant coating, with improved slide and decreased re-coil.
SIG P228 – This is the primary weapon of Slippers, having seen him through his years as an SAS officer both in the field and as a close protection officer. The pistol has had several modifications over the years, including rebuilding of the slide mechanism, to reduce re-coil and the coating of all moving parts with non-corrosive resistant coating. It can be equipped with a variety of attachments.
M1911 – This is a relic given to him by his commanding officer of his old SAS 22nd Regiment. The pistol was re-built and altered to fit Slippers’ fighting style. It has the SAS emblem engraved into the slide and the motto “he who dares wins” engraved into the grip.
Combat Knife – Standard issue Special Forces knife, the back of the blade is serrated.
Special Accessories: Slippers wears gauntlets and shin guards to protect him from fighting and to allow him to move freely without risk of injury.
Clothing: Opting for a more stylish look, Slippers tends to wear expensive suits, usually dark grey or black, and usually some designer label.
For more covert operations Slippers wears; black camo combat trousers, Special Forces boots and black Kevlar jacket.
Skills: Trained special forces in hand to hand combat, marksman and sniper. Additional training in assassination and is a professional free runner.
Abilities: Years of training have given Slippers a natural calm in the face of danger, slow to anger, and a steady hand.
Enemy Race/What They Hunt: Primarily Vampires but has known to hunt Lycans.
Personality: Slippers is always weary of his surroundings giving him an incredible sense of streetwise, he can walk into any situation with a clear head and an unrivalled focus. He has been known to occasionally be a ladies’ man, although in his thirties he tends to be immature whilst relaxing, but when the time arises he can turn focused and prepared.
Biography/History: Born in Scotland 1970, the son of Army Sergeant Sean McTaylor and Nurse Jane McTaylor. Slippers’ childhood was a dramatic one, his mother worked at the local hospital and his father was mainly stationed at the local base. Around the summer of his fourteenth year his father whilst posted abroad was killed in action, his mother slipped into depression before shortly taking her life before his fifteenth birthday. He was put into foster care for the next year before he joined the British Army at the age of sixteen. For the next six years Slippers contributed to army life, working his way up to sergeant before transferring to the SAS 22nd regiment. During his time in the army he completed his qualifications and became a qualified Criminologist. For four years Slippers worked for the SAS before after being wounded in battle quit and started working as a bodyguard. Sometime in 1998 Slippers was guarding a young high profile women in New York when they were attacked by a group of young males at a club. Even after years of dedicating his life to war he has never seen anything like it, these four youths were faster and stronger than anything he had seen before, the four men later discovered to be vampires beat Slippers and left him for dead, and they drained the women dry. In 2010 Slippers now retired has returned to New York to avenge for that fateful night.
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2010 1:53 pm
Stamp of Approval: Absanthe
Name: Mkvenner (Born John Devlain) Aliases/ Nicknames: Mkvenner or ‘Ven… Very rarely allows himself to be called by his real name Race: Human Age: 36 Eyes: Brown / Green (suffers from heterochroma) Hair: Silver-grey Height: 5’10” Weight: 150lbs Physical Description: At 5’10” and weighing 150lbs 'Ven is lean and light on his feet but of otherwise average build and height, the kind of guy you see on the street and forget the next minute, a very useful trait. However despite his small frame, glasses and prematurely graying hair 'Ven is still perfectly capable of taking care of himself. Although his career has begun to take its toll, small defects and old injuries layering up on 'Ven like hairline cracks in an old portrait. Most noticeably he now walks with a slight limp in his right leg, something he does not like to discuss. Hunter Type: Hunter Weapons: Two 3rd issue Colt detective specials: a pair of snub-nosed .38 special revolvers and 'Ven’s ranged weapons of choice, both fully loaded with silver-tipped ammunition for hunting down lycans. Makarov PMM: 'Ven’s back up weapon, a compact 9x18mm handgun with 12 rounds in the magazine and fitted with a suppressor for those ‘awkward’ moments. Fairbairn-Sykes Fighting Knife: An old British commando dagger stamped with the SAS crest, although the blade is nicked and battered it’s edge is still as razor sharp and deadly as it ever was. Special Accessories: Several hypodermic syringes containing a small amount of silver nitrate solution. When injected into a lycan it greatly weakens or even completly suppresses their werewolf from, eventually forcing them to return to their human state or risk death through silver poisoning. A crumpled up photograph of himself and his deceased wife from when they were young, always kept safely hidden inside an old cigarette tin despite how he doesn’t smoke. Clothing: 'Ven usually dresses in comfortable smart-casual attire; sensible shoes, a white shirt, blue tie and grey trousers with a soft brown leather jacket, often with several internal pockets in its lining for his weapons and other paraphernalia. Skills: Surprisingly skilled at getting places he shouldn’t be… he is a former private eye after all Good at problem solving and piecing together puzzles… again, a former PI More than capable in close combat, fights hard and dirty Not a bad shot with his sidearms Abilities: Has an almost unnatural knack for spotting things other might miss Never, ever, gives up… Period… Enemy Race/What They Hunt: Lycanthropes Personality: Although polite, friendly and well mannered John is generally quite a quiet and self-contained individual, quietly confident in himself and aware he’s only a human with limits, but committed to do the best he can. A deeply philosophical individual he tends to have a very purposeful approach to life, taking things at his own pace and doing them his own way. Biography/History: On the fith day look to the East... My Bio wont be there, instead it will be posted here. xd Meantime Im thinking a private eye turned hunter, born in london and traveled the world searching for cases of the supernatural with his co-worker turned lover. Uncovered a nest of lycan shortly after getting married and was badly mauled, she did not survive. Since then has adopted a kill or cure mentality to the 'lycan problem' and travels the world finding and nuturalising clans of lycans that have begun treataning humankind.
(What is your Hunters background? Where are they from, where did they live, do they have family, do they have any friends? What did they want to be when they grew up, what sports did they like, what hobbies did they do, where did they go to school? Most importantly of all, how did they find out about vampires, werewolves, demons, and the like, and why did they decide to become a Hunter?
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 10:27 pm
Name: Ryan Johnson Aliases/ Nicknames: R.J.
Race: Human turned to Lycan Age: 29
Eyes: Yellow
Hair: Black
Height: 6'0" Weight: 180
Physical Description: He has dreadlocks to his neck and is growing a goatee as well. He has strong build due to the lycan bite, sometimes catching enemies off guard.
Hunter Type: Guardian
Weapons: He usually relies on his brute strength, so he likes to relies on a special brass knuckles with spikes on them. From a distance, he usually carries twin desert eagle pistols and silver bullets should the time come for it. Special Accessories: He likes to carry a celtic cross for sentimental reasons and to make sure he doesnt lose his humanity. Clothing: For hunting, he likes to go casual. He wears a navy bandana, black fingerless gloves, kevlar vest under his blue shirt, dark blue jeans, black leather jacket with a hoodie, and black boots Skills: Prior to joining the Hunters, he was very good at boxing and tae kwon do, making him good at hand to hand combat. Abilities: Due to his lycan bite, he has enhanced strength and speed as well as enhanced senses. He can turn into his lycan form, when he faces a very difficult opponent. Enemy Race/What They Hunt: He specializes in vampires and other race that threaten the peace. Personality: One word to describe him is relaxed. He rarely lets his emotions get the best of him, but that soon hard to control with a beast inside him. R.J. has the potential to be a good leader, but lacks the push to do become one as well as the trust from the other hunters
Biography/History: Before all this, R.J. was a ordinary guy, living with his roomates from college. They were very close to each other, always looking out for one another. He worked as a cartoonist at a local newspaper company, which he is where he met his future girlfriend, Alyssa. They began dating for three years and she became well acquainted with his friends, becoming part of his family. One night will change everything for him. The four of them had left from a restaurant and cut across the park to enjoy the night. Three guys stopped the group and revealed to be vampires. One by one his friends were killed in front of him and the vampires started to play with him, beating him up and taunting him, so he could wish die already. He passed out from the blood loss, but the last thing he heard was a howl from a distance. When he awoke, R.J. finds himself in the care of the hunters as well as a bite mark from a lycan. R.J. wanted revenge for his friends and demanded to join them, but the hunters are not too keen having a "beast" in their ranks. Nevertheless, he was accepted into the organization and over the years he has trained to protect the citizens of his city, so that no one else will ever experience his pain and loss. (approved by cimm)
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 8:09 am
Created new hunter roster page: therefore this was moved.
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