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This is a place for all the character's stories to go. I thought it would be helpful for when we're rping.



1. Name: Arrikanez
Character name: Orion Whittman
Species: Vampire
Song and artist: Dead on Arrival, by Billy Idol
Link to lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/billy-idol/18366.html
Background for chracter: Orion grew up on a farm in a small town outside of Nashville. He graduated highschool, and then college with high grades and decided to head to a big city to make a life for himself. Sseleman seemed to be a good placeto start.
The only problem was the girl that attacked him after he got off the bus. The lastthing rion remembered was his throat being ripped out, then waking in the morgue with a toe tag reading DOA. He attacked the attendant, consumed with the hunger. Dressing in the attendant's scrubs, he managedto heal his still ragged, shreaded neck...unaware how he did it. He snatched his possesions and fled, thinking he was unseen.
In a back alley, as he cut pasta dumpster, a shot nearly missed his head. He turned to see a lithe, tough-looking redhead with a .45 aimed at him. Stunned, he was easily taken by surprise when she charged at him. Even with the gun now pointed at his head, Orion's new instincts kicked in and he began to fight back. An aggressive struggle later left the hunter broken and beaten, uttering her last dying words. She answered Orion's questioning thoughts about everything that had happened since he stepped off the bus...he was a vampire.
He had come to this city deadon arrival.

Description of chracter: Orion tends to dress grungy, like a street person might. This usually finds him in loose t-shirts and baggy jeans, and flannel overshirts. Healso wears black, steel toe boots and a gun holster under the flannel. His shirt almost always is blood stained down the front from waking with a shredded throat. His short, black hair looks as if it was cut with a razor and impatience, and his angry golden brown eyes seem to hide a sorrow deep inside. Occasionally, Orion will not bother to heal his throat, using it as a lure.

Extra: It's taken Orion months to settle after that first shakey night. He knows not what clan he came from, or who his sire was. He has not seen her since. He does know who the Prince is, as well as a few other powers in the city...but he knows he is not strong enough to take them on. Instead he preys on his own kind that are closer down to his level...the vermin that prey on the innocent. He has begun hunting his own kind.

Inventory that will come with this chracter. (Limit, 3 weapons.): Stolen .45, silver dagger, iron dagger. (He will make makeshift wooden stakes during fights, but often does not carry wooden stakeswith him.)

Note: Oion wakes each evening with his throat torn from his Embrace. He must spend blood points to heal it. He can leave it, leaving him at the Wounded health level.

3. Name: Shiaree
Character name: Aiyana Noelle Kingston
Species: Changeling (Sidhe)
Song and artist: Imaginary by Evanescence
Link to lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/evanescence/imaginaryorigin.html
Background for character:

Aiyana was always a strange child.

Her parents were of Native American heritage, but they preferred to keep primarily modern in most of their belief structures-- her name was a sort of last tribute to their people. They lived comfortably, if not necessarily well. Her mother worked as a waitress for a nearby bar, and her father made enough to get them by with the bolster of funds from her mother as a blue-collar worker for the local car manufacturing plant.

Still, Aiyana never found herself wanting for anything. Disturbing to her family was the way that she seemed to find entertainment in even the most simple of activities or objects. She could make anything seem like a prize, and would do so frequently. She never asked for the sorts of toys most children wanted and her family could not afford-- instead, she simply enjoyed what she had using her brilliant imagination.

She was quiet, and eccentric, as far as those around her were concerned. She rarely spoke, and often when she did, it seemed as though she were speaking to another person though none were present. She had a plethora of imaginary friends and creatures, often referring to each by name and insisting on their authenticity. Her parents gave up attempting to correct her after some time, and neither did they have the money to put her through psychology. Instead, they simply allowed her her delusions and left her be.

She was surprisingly brilliant in school. She had perfect behaviour, never missed a day, and did relatively well in her classes. She probably would have done quite a bit better if she would speak more often, or if she would pay attention more. It often seemed that Aiyana was lost in her own world, and she would tend to zone out, or whisper with her imaginary friends in class.

At the age of nine, she began to hallucinate. Sitting in her classroom she would spot tiny dragons out of the corner of her eye. Playing in the park, she would see griffons flying overhead. Curled up in bed, she could swear she heard the purring of a large cat, and feel a furry beast at her feet. Not long after that, she experienced her Dream Dance. Because she was so young, she accepted things much more easily, and came to terms with it all.

Description of character:

Hair: A soft brown. Aiyana keeps her hair very long-- to about her bum. It is primarily straight, but has a bit of curl near the ends. Sadly, it is also very messy most of the time, and she tends to have shorter babyhairs falling in her eyes/messing up the general style of it. She will pull the front parts back (in a Polyanna knot, if you know what that is) in a sort of bun at the back of her head, letting the rest of her hair fall free. Generally she wraps around this bun with a piece of suede shoestring-like material that has feathers (of varying colours, depending on her outfit) attached to the ends.

Eyes: Pale blueish/greenish/grayish. The actual colour is nearly indistinguishable. It's usually described as simply "really pale" or "like ice". They are undoubtedly her most drawing feature, with thick curled lashes to frame them, though they would stand out enough on their own. Her eyes are slightly almond shaped, giving her an exotic look.

Face: Thin and sharp. Her features are almost elven in appearance, though also traditionally Native American. She has a wide, hawk-like nose and high cheekbones with all sharp angles to her chin and eyebrows. Her mouth is rather wide, with thick lips that offset this sharpness and make her look even more odd and exotic.

Body: Shockingly thin and pale. Aiyana's tall, measuring in at a good five foot eleven or so, and extraordinarily thin. She's got very few curves to speak of, and those she does have aren't particularly impressive. Her skin is startlingly pale, considering her heritage-- she's just a few shades darker than Goth.

Clothing: Aiyana tends to wear light colours. Soft whites, pastels, though not generally pink. She has a distinctive Native American, spiritual flair to her style as well. Her favourite outfits consist of a white button-up shirt (unbuttoned near the bottom and very top to give it a bit of style) with a pair of hip-hugging jeans, and a flowy white dress.

Voice: Soft and gentle, Aiyana's voice flows like windchimes. It's got a pretty little musical lilt to it.

Extra info: I am not certain (the front page was a little vague) whether she would be living with her parents again now or not. I'm putting her age at around..oh, maybe fifteen? I don't know. I thought it might be interesting to play someone very young, but I'm cool with her being older as well, of course.

5. Name: Tomodachi Kiko
Character name: Bryan Ezhno (Bryan. Gaelic. "The strong." Ezhno. Native American. "Solitary.")

Species: Werewolf

Song and artist: I am the Rain ? Assemblage 23

Link to lyrics: I am the Rain

Background for character:
Out of sight and out of mind are deadly traits when they're combined, but it's easier that way.

Some kids who are left out hide their alienation behind a mask of toughness and violence, others revel in their difference, showing little regard for what is considered normal, and still others grow an overwhelming determination to be perfect. Bryan was one of the latter. He was a good kid, by all standards. He was quiet, kept to himself, made good grades. He only had two problems in school. The first was that he was weak, the type who couldn't run a mile or hit a baseball to save his life. The second, was that "perfect" children are always subject to jealously and ridicule. The two combined inspired in him a slowly growing, silent hatred of the people with whom he thought he belonged, who would not accept him despite his best efforts.

Sit and watch the world go by, while all it's problems multiply, with nothing left to do but pray.

He would not speak out, however, except in general idealistic terms of fairness and unity. He would watch in silent disapproval as the humans around him littered, hunted, squashed helpless bugs for their own amusement, threw pets out onto the street because they were bored with them? but what bothered him most was that they were as cruel to each other as they were to their environment. There was nothing more he could do than spout occasional bits of unappreciated idealistic wisdom. By the time he entered middle school, he had been labeled both a hippie and a goody-two-shoes. It seemed the only normal kids who wanted to be his friend were the ones who really only wanted him to do their homework for him. Perhaps there was a group that looked up to him, but not a single person he was close to. He was just a useless, intelligent, weakling. That is, until he experienced his First Change.

There was something truly enticing about the sensation of raw power. It was something he had never felt before. Earlier that day, he had helplessly watched the school bully pummel a child who had done nothing but try to eat his lunch in peace. Now it was he who could do the pummeling, ripping, shredding? and that bully was the first to go. Next was the boy who had been shooting birds with a slingshot, then the girl who had dumped her best friend out of petty jealousy? Bryan had been watching, and now he would show the world these people's wrongdoings. With enough examples, the humans (and he no longer felt guilty thinking of them as "they" rather than "we") would see their error and change their ways.

I am the rain, falling down to cover you. Wish me away, but I'm here for your own good.

I am the storm, sent to wake you from your dream. Show me your scorn, but you'll thank me in the end.

When the others came to claim him, they were a welcome sight. These were his people, not those others he had come to despise. He went with them willingly, with visions of a better and brighter future. They were his people, his idealistic society, and now he was going to join them and make the rest of the world right. Or so he thought.

Too eager to appease, you've lost the forest for the trees and it really is a shame.

What he found among the Garou was nothing like what he had expected. Amidst them he found himself, yet again, a weakling. They were, perhaps, worse than the humans. He had hated the cruelty humans had shown to one another, and he found the same thing intensified. They spent their time fighting each other for mere personal gain. The ones who were not fighting amongst themselves were often not fighting at all, falling into sheer laziness and anonymity. They nearly made him feel guilty for imagining a better world in the first place.

It is such a sorry sight. When you evaluate you life, you've only got yourself to blame.

The Garou had become so distracted by their own greed that they had lost sight of their goal. With apathy and disunity, they would not solve the world's problems. It was not long before the disillusioned Bryan made the decision to leave that failing society behind.

He would be the rain, the storm. He would bring the world justice. And he would do it on his own.

Description of character: At first glance, Bryan is generally unimpressive. His build is slight, but not impressively frail, though he certainly does not give the first impression of being big and strong. He is the type that would blend into a crowd, as he often has throughout his childhood. Mildly disapproving grey eyes stare out from under a mass of neatly combed blonde hair. His fashion is fairly causal, typically wearing blue jeans and a sweater or a buttoned shirt with a few pens sticking out of the pocket. While he might on occasion be called cute or handsome, he isn't particularly eye-catching.

Extra info: He was 16 at the time of his First Change and should be about 20 now.

7. Name: Seraphina_Angel
Character name: Avery Lynds
Species: Vampire
Song and Artist: Creep by Radio Head
Link to lyrics:Lyrics here
Background for Character: Living most of his life alone he was dumped in one foster care home after another. His 'parents' never seemed to be able to get him to open up.

After one of his more infamous tours in a home he was remanded to the custody of the state for further review. While in custody he caught the interest of a young but eccentric man. He was also a state of the ward saying they had caught him because he needed a place to stay for the night.

Finding the young man funny and some what to his liking he quickly befriended him since he was the only one in his section of the juvenile holding facility. They spoke long into the night and when it looked like the dawn was about to come his newly aquired friend decided it was time to go.

Offering to help Avery get out as well he pulled the keys magically out of nowhere. Once free he made the offer and Avery seeing his chance to escape the state excitedly agreed.

Now free they ran off and quickly got lost in the crowds of the city. Having a blast as they ran from the authorities he was finally taken to a shoody apartment building where the young man said he was staying.

Avery's mind whirled with questions like then why had he said he had let the authorities catch him to have a place to stay? Pushing those crazy questions to the back of his mind he followed the guy downstairs to a small, run down but clean apartment.

Noting all of the windows had been boarded up he didn't bother asking since it was a place to stay at least for the night.

Over the next month he spent alot of time with the young man he had come to learn was named Dominic. They had a great time and he learned alot of new things under Dominic's tutlage. The first of which was that a Young attractive boy could make lot of money working the streets. He had been uncomfortable with the concept of doing such a thing at first but after his first few 'jobs' he got use to it and after a month he no longer cared.

Soon after that he and Dominic had become lovers. He seemed to finally have found someone that understood and made him happy.

Their happiness was short lived however as one night a 'John' found that he couldn't pay for his nights pleasure and decided to stab Avery instead of pay him.

Bleeding he stumbled from the room and ran for it. Scared he forced himself to make it home and stagger through the front door.

Seeing his lover dying in front of him Dominic reacted in a manner that would prove to be Avery's down fall. Embracing his love he gave to him the unlife of a Vampire and blessed while cursing him with his blood.

Awakening the next night he was confused and frightened of what had been done to him he ran from his lover and disappeared into the night hunting for answers to what he was.

Now some time later he had learned what he was and wished to find his lover and sire to reunite and truely find the happiness he had left behind on that fateful night so long ago.

Character Description: He wears what the fashion of the night is that week. Needing to be attractive to the rest of the world to make his money he has short dark hair that tends to be a bit wild and looks to be constantly mussed as though he had just woken up. His clothes will most often be things that cling to his muscular frame however are not tight. He loves to wear a variety of jewelry and has two earrings in his right ear and several things hanging about his neck his favorite thing is the silver feather that hangs from a leather neck tie. As this was given to him by his sire he always wears it and uses it to remind himself of things he had foolishly let go. He has amazingly dark and sharp eyes that show little emotion since most of that had been beaten out of him in his stay with the homes. His skin is olivey complected and shows off the leather band he wears around his wrist to perfection.

Extra: He has found out that his clan is not a welcomed one in the cities of the night by trail and error. Having been recoginzed by another Vampire for his use of Chimistry he was informed that he was a Ravnos. After this he found himself moving form one city to another as he did his best to survive in a world that seemed to want him dead.

Inventory that will come with this character: Throwing knives, Dagger and pistol.

Note: Avery is known for his short temper and will find it hard to resist getting angry when others may stay calm. On a plus side though he remembers everything in fine detail so his actions are never forgotten. Nor does he forget those that have wronged him.

Ok. *whew* Now, I don't know what to put for the female demon and I don't have the other characters, so feel free to add to this list. biggrin