Jakes Bio
I was born in England into a violent home...both my parents were abusive to me...I had a kid brother that was 3 years younger then me...we hid in the closet most of our days afraid to come out due to our mum and dad...One day my father came home mad after a hard day at work and my mother was in the same mood as ever Mad and they got into an argument...My brother and I tried to hide from it all but my father found us and drug us out from our hiding spot...He and my mother took out there anger on the both of us...My brother didn't survive...i was left there with my brothers body my father sat in his chair and my mother was in the kitchen I don't think they even realized yet what they had done...I loved my brother very much and as i sat there next to his lifeless body something happened to me...I felt very hot and dizzy my vision became blurry...Everything became like a dream to me...More like a nightmare and i could not wake myself...the last bit of my sanity slipped from me in that instant and i was never the same again...i walked into the kitchen were my mother was fixing diner for my father and there on the table was the carving knife...The same one i carry to this day...I picked it up the cool metal handle felt smooth and oddly comforting...I looked up at my mother who hadn't noticed me yer...A smile fell across my face as the blade found its mark...She screamed in pain and when she fell to the floor i silenced her...I heard my father come towards the door so i readied my self and as soon as he came through he saw his wife lying on the floor he froze not sure what was going on...I brought the knife down and stabbed him in the foot...He screamed and kicked at me but even as small and frail as i was at that time the madness that flowed through me made me faster then what should have been and i jumped at him the knife flying toward his face...I managed to land a hit on him but he still lived he started to run back they way he had come in...I put the blade deep into his back and this time he fell to the floor still screaming in pain...I silenced him too.........I stepped out into the cold night air shaking from what had happened...I was not sad or scared from it all but happy...Most of my memories off my life before this night had already began to fade....I traveled for many months by myself...But one night....when i was out looking for something to eat and whistling a song i was attacked by a woman who came out of the shadows...The time iv spent on the streets had made me more alert so i was surprised that she was even able to get so close to me...I didn't go down with out a fight though...I took out the carving knife from the pocket in my jacket and fought her off...The woman seemed shocked when I managed to cut her arm...She stepped back and just stared at me for awhile...While i kept the blade up and ready for round two...she finally spoke to me saying..."Jacob"...I flinched as she spoke my name as i had not heard it for so long..."There no need to fear me Jacob" she said. "I know of your past and i want to help you"...I asked her "help me?....what makes you think you could EVER help me?"...She replied "I can help you get rid of those memories that taunt you...i make you whole again"...I doubted what she said...My memory was frayed as it was but the last of it that remained were enough to keep me torn up inside...I tried long and hard to leave those memory's behind but could not..."Fine tell me what to do" i said as last...She smiled and took me under her arms and led me away from that cold dark ally and led me to a building...it was a deserted asylum...We wound our way though the maze of hallways till we came to a sturdy looking pair of doors...When she opened them the sound of mad men came through...Screams of terror and pain filled in all about me...Most would be frightened by this but i felt at peace here for only madness can truly comfort the mad...She continued to lead me on till we were many flights down deep into the basements basement...Once there she took me to a room and brought her lips to my neck...I felt my blood leave me then everything went black...When i awoke i felt strange and there was an odd taste on my lips and in the corner of the room there was a body lying limp cold and empty of life...At this i realized the taste on my lips was blood...I liked it...From that night on i was a creature of the night...A VAMPIRE.
Quote:
Malkav's Words
In the singing, shattered midnight
By the coral sands of time
Through the bloody gates of heaven
Past the sentries in my mind
Bring about the change so quickly
Bring about the terror's night
Bring about the blood of lovers
Bring about the smell of fright
I see you watching where I walk
Through the moonlit jasmine field
Listen closely as I talk
About the stars and their lovers past
Past fields of poppies burning bright
Into towers of Blackened Bone
Follow me, b*****d of Caine,
Come with me. I have no home.
As I drain your life's blood sweetly
As you sigh into my warm hands
As I suck your madness neatly
Streaming down like crimson bands
I dance the dance of the fool
And pray you find me mad
For if you lay hands upon the root
You'll know me, without illusion
And find me guilty of the truth
Quote:
Even other Damned fear the Malkavians. The cursed blood of their clan has polluted their minds, with the result that every last Malkavian across the world is incurably insane. What's worse, a Malkavian's madness can take nearly any form, from overpowering homicidal tendencies to near-catatonia. In many cases, there's no way to tell a Malkavian apart from the "sane" members of other clans. Those few whose psychoses are immediately obvious are among the most terrifying vampires to stalk the streets.P.S...........I know.......Im a jabber jaw
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