"Blood; the liquid of life"
Full Name: Hadrian Remus Iridesce
Nickname(s): Remus, but only by his sister
Birthday: October Ninth
Age: Technically twenty-five, but really he'll always be nineteen.
Gender: Male
Appearance: Hadrian isn't particularly muscular, not that he isn't strong because vampire blood gives you that, but isn't overly skinny either. He stands just a fourth of an inch below six feet off the ground. Hadrian has a bit unnaturally pale skin, a typical trait of vampires, with a sprinkling of freckles across the bridge of his nose. He has deep, dark blue eyes and dark brown hair with slightly lighter brown streaks in it that one would assume would be gone by now. Hadrian typically wears somewhat baggy, worn blue jeans and either a long-sleeved t-shirt with a short sleeved shirt over top, or a t-shirt and jacket to hide his arms, which are covered with scars. He hates it, but has a long, thin scar that stretches from just above his left eyebrow and down to the middle of his cheek.
Personality: Hadrian is what you would expect a typical guy to be. He can be cocky at times, but his as loyal as any golden retriever. He tries his best to be kind to everyone, but he can't stand liars and fakes. Hadrian is still getting used to all this vampire nonsense. He has a hard time trusting other people besides his sister, and has few friends due to it.
Bio: Hadrian lived a rather normal existence while still technically alive. His mother traveled abroad for work and his father worked the day shift at work so he was pretty much raised by his sister Andrea who was four years older than he. It was a good life, things were never too hard on either of them. It was when he was nineteen it all went wrong. Hadrian had been stupid. He'd gone to a party and gotten rather drunk, but he couldn't remember doing so. Andrea had came and got him and as they walked home at night they were jumped in an alley. What was worse was that they weren't met by rough people, but monsters with pointed white fangs. When they awoke, neither had a pulse and both were crazy with blood lust. After being fed with animal's blood the leader of a group of vampires explained what had happened. He had found them dying in the alley and had swapped blood with the both of them, killing them but reanimating them at the same time. Six years later they are both considered to be quite young but are fully developed vampires.
Role: Vampire
Other: His arms are covered with scars.
"Something's obviously wrong when you have a birthmark that looks like a tattoo."
Full Name: Allison Vera Rue
Nickname(s): Ali
Birthday: Jan. 20th
Age: Nineteen
Gender: Female
Appearance: Blonde hair, pale skin, green eyes, Allison is pretty plain-jane. She normally wears pretty casual clothing.
Personality: Allison is kind-hearted and doesn't take a lot of things to offense, brushing them off. She's not afraid of delving into things or helping others out. She's curious, open-minded, but skeptical of some things. Most of the time, she's quite accepting, though.
Bio: Everyone who's seen it asks Allison about her "tattoo." Of course, she has to explain to them that it's a birthmark and that her parents definitely did not abuse her as a child. She grew up in the city, loves the city, and is now currently going to college. Her life hasn't been all too exciting, but she doesn't mind it that way. She's currently living in her own apartment and happily attending to her studies as a student.
Role: Catalyst
Other: Allison normally wears long sleeves to cover up the birthmark that starts from her waist on the lower right of her back, goes over her shoulder, and half-way down her arm.
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