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Cursed by Cupid Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 7:23 pm
Name: Vic Masters
Player: Rabid Ice Weasel
Stage: Looking
Seeing: N/A
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 7:26 pm
Vic's Profile Name: Vic Masters Age: Old enough Gender: Male Sexuality: Homosexual Species: Seraphic Reflection Any Children?: Napalm About Me: Self-employed chef, confirmed bachelor, demi-human behemoth Hobbies: Cooking, riding Talents: How inappropriate Looking For: Real men Other: Custom Harley - bright red - free rides
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Cursed by Cupid Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 10:36 pm
  º Vic is only three years old, but at his "adult stage"
º Vic is HIV-positive, a carrier but a non-progressor due to a drunken escapade with a woman he hasn't seen since
º Vic was fired from a posh restaurant for bleeding near the food, punched his boss, and left to start his own business
º Vic has not dated or been with another person in two years (since a few months after he hit adult, soon after which time he contracted HIV)
º Vic's motorcycle was a gift from his ex-boyfriend, the Seraphic Reflection of the angel of death, named Keith
º Vic's eye sight is 20/70 and so he constantly wears prescription eyeglasses to avoid obvious coke-bottle frames
º Vic actually has a pair of white-feathered wings, large enough to allow flight, but hides them in his back-flesh-pockets
º Vic has a tattoo of a simple cross on his right bicep, often hidden, that he got done in his teen stage
º 6' 7" tall, 300 or so lbs. Vic is a big boy.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 10:37 pm
   Vic lives in the more suburban part of Barton in a white house likely from some time in the late 19th century. As such things go, it's a relatively comfortable size with a front and back porch and a small fenced yard.
The entryway is just a small hall with doors leading in either way and pictures of Vic's family and past. The door against the far wall leads to the back porch, and to its right is a desk with a fairly old computer, used mostly to run Vic's business. To the left, beside the archway to the kitchen, is a couch perched in front of an enormous LCD television with a coffee table and rather eerie pot of Venus fly traps.
Vic's mother's room in the first door to the right in the hallway and is most often confused for a child's. It has a simple twin bed and dresser with a white rug and fish wallpaper. Angela doesn't visit so very often, so the room is usually used by Napalm for seclusion and nap time.
Vic's room is the second door on the right and is likely the smallest room of the entire house. It contains a king-sized bed and a tall dresser packed tightly within the walls.
The first door to the left in the hall is the bathroom. It's incredibly standard with a toilet, sink, and shower/bath tub.
The door to the kitchen brings you first to the dining area, a square of wooden floor with a cheap wooden table and three hand-me-down chairs. There is also a chilled display case and drying racks in this section for Vic's baked goods.
The kitchen itself is just the other half of the room, lined with counters with built-in cabinets. There are two refrigerators and a long stove range with deep ovens.
The front yard is quite small, with a tiny front porch and sidewalk leading to the steps with trimmed short hedges pressed against the front of the house. The back has a very large porch that leads off to the right to a pair of stairs. The fenced-in area is well-kept and almost entirely empty, save the barbecue and Vic's motorcycle, parked under a black tarp against the porch.
Angela`s Apartment - an occasional escape with Vic's childhood room still intact
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 10:38 pm
Relation: Pet
Name: Napalm
Breed: Rottweiler (puppy)
Personality: Lazy, fat, and reasonably friendly.
Relation: Mother
Name: Angela Masters
Age: 17
Race: Siren
Appearance: Of average height and thin with flowing golden curls and large green eyes. Her skin is a pale Caucasian, and she wears normal teen clothing, disliking the display of her supernatural abilities.
Personality: Kind, loving, and altogether friendly and obliging. You have to give her a real reason for her to dislike you.
Likes: Reading, movies, junk food
Dislikes: Intolerance, scene kids, pink
Past: She was born to a Siren mother and a sailor father, soon after killed. Her mother was then hunted and killed, and she was adopted by the sailor's crewmen. Her speaking voice is oddly melodic and double-toned, as if it is two voices, and her singing voice causes immediate love of one of the many kinds.
Other: Angela only sings to her children, and has abandoned the sea life for an apartment above the local Chinese food store. She works at a CD shop to keep herself fed, and collects snow globes from where ever she can get them.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 10:40 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 10:48 pm
 07/30/08 º Relisted
04/18/08 º First date successful!
04/15/08 º List received, dating begun
02/21/08 º Journal finished setting up
02/20/08 º Vic receives and replies to The Letter
02/16/08 º Flatsale won
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 11:00 pm
The Letter
Vic stood outside by his mailbox, sifting through today's mail. Bill, bill, credit card offer, and something addressed to 'Victor Masters', which was immediately thrown out. At the bottom of the pile, however, sat a strange envelope with no return address. Those were always interesting.
The man entered his house and wandered to the kitchen by memory, eyes never leaving this strange letter. He took a seat at the table and brushed the bills aside, tearing the side off of the mystery envelope and pulling out two stapled pieces of paper followed by an empty envelope.
Congratulations Vic,
Our state of the art equipment informs us that your love life sucks. But don't despair! We at Cupid's Chokehold are here to improve your miserable chances at finding a partner. Using our revolutionary profiling system, we can find find the match that's right for you, and send you down the path toward true happiness. Simply fill out the attached form and send it back to us in the pre-addressed envelope enclosed. After you complete this laughably simple process, we will contact you with the details of your first date.
Signed,
Joesph Thomas Alexander XV 1/2
Napalm rubbed against Vic's leg before leaping up to put his over-sized front paws on his chair. Vic absentmindedly rubbed between his ears. What right did this random freak have to say his love life sucked?! Sure, it didn't exist at the moment, but something that didn't exist couldn't suck. He could...get someone if he wanted to! Yeah!
Vic snorted and began to crumple the note as Napalm gave a strained little yip. He turned to face the puppy, and then turned back to the half-crumpled sheet.
He...was kind of lonely and pathetic...a man with a dog and nobody else.
A date wouldn't be...so bad...
He flattened the form as best he could and began to fill it out with a stubby pencil nub, Napalm watching silently.
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