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 Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 9:54 pm
Character name: Marcus Hasan Link to journal AND/OR Quest Thread: HereDescribe your character's personality in less than 30 words: The annoying dad. Does your character have a ship/ OTP? Marcass Describe your character if they were a vegetable: Carrot What is your character's favourite music/ song/ piece? On the Nature of DaylightWhat is your character's hobby, if they had spare time? Parkour Is your character more arts, science, or sports inclined? Sports What type of personality traits does your character gravitate towards? I have no honest idea anymore What are your character's personality traits (Good ones?) Easy going, task oriented, well meaning What are your character's personality flaws? Anxious, aggressive, Self defeating What is your character's favourite colour? royal blue (and sky blue) Describe your character if they were in the opposite faction: Vampire who was bitter against humanity What would your character look like as the opposite gender OR 10 years into the future? Dead b/c Hunter lyfe If your character was an Amityville Professor/ Divison Leader/ Horsemen Clans lead how would they teach others? With a 0 tolerance policy typically, bending rules maybe but not breaking them persay Who does your character look up to? No one :< What is a great weakness of your character? His fear over his own abilities and his empathy What are their favourite foods? Lobster Favourite fashion style? Minimalist, formal, uniform Favourite minipet? None, he loves Dove even if she's gone :C If your character was in a fantasy novel who would they be? Harker Describe your character as a mythical creature: :'| He'd be a very broody vampire this is repetative Describe your character as a Disney princess and/ or Villain The detached humanity villian If your character could travel anywhere where would they go? To see Rome If your character could confess one great secret what would they confess? He might be a little gay and thats okay
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2014 11:28 pm
Aggressive
His fist hit the wall, skin breaking and blood flowing from the force of it. He hated it. He hated the reply he'd gotten.
Accepted.
His application to college, accepted. The only catch was his damn mother. His damn mother and her telling him that no, she'd lied to him again. He didn't have a trust fund his father had left him. He didn't have any saving account she'd built up like she had for his bothers. He had no money to go. He'd have to apply for loans. She was sorry to have not told him sooner but didn't know how. She couldn't even help him get a loan. Her credit was s**t. She had no reliable income, nothing to be a good cosigner for a loan with. He hated it, knowing how close it was, how near freedom was, to the point his cap and gown sat ready on a chair, ready for graduation just days away.
He'd been accepted at his first choice of collages, one that would just help him get out of new york, move on from his damn family, his damn ex, his damn life.
He'd been accepted, and yet he couldn't accept the reality that his dreams were just that.
Dreams.
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 1 100-sided dice:
48
Total: 48 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2014 11:51 pm
Checkmate
A roll of the dice, he had his chance. And now, sitting across from Desidero, in physical form, Marcus felt he should have refused chance if the first place. The vampire knew him better than anyone, better than Cass even, and it made Dis dangerous. Perhaps, the most dangerous thing for Marcus.
"You're nervous." The vampire voiced it, gliding his reach over the board, the clack of a single piece on mood echoing in the room, knowledge that Cass was sleeping soundly just rooms away, tired from a mission.
"I always am with you." He moved his piece, pre determined. Dis was good at the game, but Marcus thought himself better.
"As you should be. We've been over why before haven't we?" Another movement, another gesture on the vampire's part that was simply inhuman. Dis had reached a point where even in a golem, his movements now were more fluid, natural, too close to the actual vampires Marcus had seen in halloween.
"You're mine, ring or no ring." His words also had been taking a different tone, perhaps better golems allowed it, or maybe it was just Dis but either way, the vampire was living up to his species.
"..... You can't keep me forever Dis." Marcus moved his knight, blocking the path of Dis's bishop.
The vampire's smile was wide and full of fangs.
"Oh no Marcus, where once I might have agreed, now?" He moved his queen. Marcus's King was in danger.
"I don't think I'd quite be willing to let Death have you."
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 1 100-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2014 11:58 am
Love
She was his mother, and she was dying.
Years of drinking, smoking, doing what her lovers told her to do for their sake- it killed her inside and out. Now at 16, his mother was dying. Her kidney was failing and she needed help. Ongoing care was too expensive. They could hardly afford any new bills. Michael and Matthew's dads didn't help at all. They never did. They might help their boys but never Joanne. Joanne the whore, the slut, the selfish b***h. Marcus hated them. hated how they used her, how she used them. How much she loved them despite it all. Worst, he hated how much he loved her, even after all she put him through, did to him.
She was his mother, and she was dying.
The tests came back positive. It was his choice. It was his money. It was everything he had, everything he saved. He could back out, there was no pressure. The nurse was the woman who's sister lived down the street. She knew him. Knew his family. Knew just why when he filled out the paperwork he wanted to find his bothers, hurt them for being so selfish. For being so uncaring, unfeeling. The nurse took the forms, brought in the doctor. They talked. He was a minor, his mother would need to know. This was illegal otherwise. Why did he want it to be secret? Why hide it when he wanted to save her?
"She hates me." He knew it. He'd always known it. "I'm brown. I'm the one that's unclean. The mistake. She'd refuse if she knew it came from me." The nurse was black, the doctor was mexican. They knew. They knew they knew they knew. They knew a place. A number. A way, but it was rumor. Trust no one. Trust nothing. It it happened it happened. Be safe. He didn't have to do this.
Five days later his mother was in her hospital bed, smiling, laughing, holding her two other sons as they were the light in her eyes. The Doctor came over asked why he'd done it.
"She's my mom, and she's all I have."
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 1 100-sided dice:
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Total: 89 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2014 12:37 pm
Dull
He was right. Lance that is. He'd been right. Marcus knew the tropes, the movies, the way that movies preyed upon fear to make more fear. He hated it yet there he sat, Cass curled next to him as they watched the movie, content. They were numb to the shock horror, the attempts to draw fear now.
Things had become repetitive on screen. Aged and muted. New things however, changes, they were good. Innovations. More indie films. More branches of games, a new level of horror, a new breed. That would soon be what they fought. Dull as so many horrors went...
The new breed they left behind would be the future for the hunters.
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 1 100-sided dice:
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Total: 37 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 10:38 pm
37. Regret
His brother was in his room, stoned. Or high. Or maybe he was dead. Marcus didn't check. Or rather, he did before he left. His brother's chest rose and fell so he was alive. That was enough for Marcus. Part of him was sad that his little brother was so far gone, that he'd gotten lost somewhere, that drugs had been a better friend to his sibling than he had. But that was unfortunately how things had ended up. How they'd ended up. "Hey." His brother said nothing. Walking into his room, Marcus grimaced at the stench of pot and god knew what else.
"...." His brother looked at him with bloodshot eyes. He was dead inside.
"I'm leaving."
".........." no response. No reaction. He didn't know why he bothered to say good bye. Turning to leave his brother finally spoke.
"You're serious this time." Marcus paused at the top of the stairs. He was just outside his brother's room. He could still smell the pot.
"You were never wrong ya know? Bout the shadows." Marcus frowned. Of all the things to bring up, all the times-
"I hope where you're goin... they an't gonna follow you no more bro." He heard his brother take a drag and sigh. "Good luck."
Marcus left that night, left behind the life he once had.
Now, years later he wondered if that's why he couldn't save his brother.
He couldn't even save himself.
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