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 Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 8:05 pm
[size=10][b]Username:[/b] Self Explanatory (I hope)
[b]Character Name:[/b] Who be ye?
[b]Race:[/b] Vampire, Lycanthrope(Werewolf), Angel, Demon, Human (Humans can either be ghouls(followers that will eventually be turned) to one of the Camarilla Clans or to Malakai, you may choose to be a vampire ignorant human, but expect to be attacked by a vampire, probably my Malkavian, but since playing a Malkavian takes a bit of expertise I will make you my ghoul for a while before I turn you if that is the case.)
[b]Subrace/Clan:[/b] Only if you are a Vampire or Lycanthrope
[b]Age:[/b] Keep it reasonable, only stipulations being that Lycans and Vamps cannot be older than 200, they would be far too powerful.(The ancients are about 600 or 700, and they are nearly gods.)
[b]Weapons:[/b] you may choose to wield only guns or only blades, but I'd suggest having both as most of your enemies will. You can substitute bows and crossbows for guns, and batons and staves for blades if you'd like
[b]Skills:[/b] see below.
[b]Appearance:[/b] I'd like a picture or a VERY good description. At least 2 paragraphs if you are going to write a description.
[b]Biography:[/b] History of your characters, if you are a Kindred, also give a history from when you were Human and how you were turned. If you are a demon also tell why you were cast into hell.
[b]Personality:[/b] How does your character act around others? I expect you to keep to this.
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Each subrace of Vampires is unique when it comes to special abilities.
Brujahs get angry easily and can blood rage once a day which grants them a short burst of increased speed, strength, and accuracy.
Gangrels can change shape into an animal form, but the more they do so the more their actual form begins to resemble their animal of choice. If you are Gangrel please choose a single animal form.
Malkavians are the Lunatics of the vampyr, and are the hardest to judge. They will at random intervals drop to the ground writhing and babbling nonsense for random amounts of time. But they will also occasionally perform acts that defy physics or gravity. Their actions are usually on accident as they are not really in control of themselves. It can be dangerous as there have been cases of Malkavian walking through a wall and getting stuck in them and then starving to death. They are capable of driving others insane by merely talking to them, but they usually just feed on them and turn them into Malkavians instead.
Toreadors are are strange individuals that vary from individual to individual. As humans they are usually poets, musicians, artists and the like, and as Kindred they are worshipers of beautiful things in life. They can at times become completely entranced by something that looks smells or sounds truly beautiful to them. They also criticize everything, including ambushes. They can observe a situation and pick it a part and may even nullify a potential ambush by stating aloud how dumb or brilliant a particular part of it is. They are basically uber critics.
Tremere are usually consider Wizards or warlocks due to their ability to manipulate the arcane. They can only use very low powered magics however, but depending on how they use them they can be devastating. Another aspect of the Tremere is that they are forced to drink the blood of Laura, which in turn forces a psychic bond between them. Laura may at anytime force a Tremere to do just about anything. Resisting is possible depending on how ridiculous the act is. Suicide is easier to resist than delivering a package so to speak.
Ventrue are pretty much the lords of the Camarilla, they enforce the genral rules and maintain order. They are the ones that keep track of who breaks any rules and or becomes outcast. They are the only ones that know of Gaarus, but refuse to tell anyone other than the higher ups in the Ventrue clan. Since they are pretty much nobles, they are usually rich, but they are also discriminate. They will only pick a certain type of blood to drink (only musicians blood, only virgin blood, only royal blood, etc) and even if starving they will drink nothing but this type of blood.
Angels and demons can both use low level magics such as fireballs, energy balls, telekinesis and the like.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 8:21 pm
Username: The Ardent Lump
Character Name: Anathema
Race: Angel
Age: 319
Weapons: Anathema wields a large titanium sword and a very long chain that he uses as a ranged weapon. He only occasionally carries one but he is fairly accurate with assault rifles.
Skills: He is adept at close range combat, and has minor telekinesis, capable of knocking people over if they are caught off guard.
Appearance: Anathema
Biography: Anathema was born an angel, he has never known the strange existance of human, and is accordigly very loyal to the higher powers. He volunteered practically immediately for Michaels army and serves under Raziel. He spent his entire life in the heavens training in combat as an angelic soldier in case of an invasion from hell or the imminent apocalypse. He was granted his sword by Cariel before he was cast into hell, and his chain was a present from Loki. His armor was granted to him by Michael upon his graduation from the military academy. It is bulletproof, so only the exposed skin can be harmed. Since he is an angel, if his wings are removed he becomes human and thusly mortal. However his wings are tattooed with a magic circle that increases the amount of damage they can take before they get destroyed.
Personality: He is very adventurous and youthful. Although loyal he is not a slave by any means and has one of the most free wills allowed to an angel without being cast from heaven. Relative to human age he is about 19 or 20, and acts about that age. He is very intelligent, and a bit sarcastic, but also has his moments of stupidity.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 8:53 pm
Username: The Super Penguin
Character Name: Kayla Anivier
Race: Human
Age: 26
Weapons: a Scythe (as shown in the picture) and a standard 9mm pistol. the scythe functions as her main weapon and the pistol tends to be a bit of a hidden surprise.
Skills: she is very well trained in close quarters style of combat with weapons but as far as hand-to-hand goes, she amounts to the equivilent of a walking punching bag.
Appearance: Kayla Anivier
Biography: History of your characters, if you are a Kindred, also give a history from when you were Human and how you were turned. If you are a demon also tell why you were cast into hell.
Personality: How does your character act around others? I expect you to keep to this.
(TO BE FINISHED!!!!!!!!!!)
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 3:20 pm
Username: The Ardent Lump
Character Name: This is a mystery to most, her most common answer is Rem, among many others.
Race: Vampire
Subrace/Clan:Malkavian
Age: 199
Weapons: Under her trenchcoat she carries an assortment of handguns, and she is practically armed to the teeth with various grenades. She also likes to carry around a putter.
Skills: She is very good at... uhm... conversation... in the sense that she can usually confuse someone into doing her will. As a third generation Malkavian she has inherited some slight magic like abilities, enabling her to occasionally induce psychosis on a mortal individual.
Appearance: "Rem" Random note: While her fingernails are painted black, the nail on her right index finger is crimson red.
Biography: He human life was not one to be admired or to draw jealousy, she worked as a stripper for a while to support her drug addictions. She frequently took drops of acid, which made her just a little off. Her actions while tripping attracted her sire, he though she was already turned until she tried to molest him. He took her under his wing and gradually helped her kick her drug habits. He taught her many things about the world, and expanded her mind. Her embrace was horrifying though, wrought with pain and suffering. He played a game with her reality, twisting his dark abilities through her mind, his words toying with the very threads of her perceptions. It was far worse than any acid trip she had ever experienced. Her sire sliced open the bottoms of her feet before giving her the embrace. Neither of them are sure why. Thus is the insanity of the Malkavian.
As a kindred, she forgot who she was as a human, her life was nearly completely erased from her mind. She turned on her sire, and cut him down the back with a rusty car door from a junkyard they were passing through. He turned to retaliate, and she thrust a grenade down his throat, and kissed him, pulling the pin with her fang and dove for cover. As it went off she danced in his spraying blood laughing and muttering something about daisies. Malkavians in general are rather insane, but she is by far one of the worse. She is a third generation, her sire was the first Malkavian embraced by Raven, and thusly she is the closest "living" relative of the leader of the Malkavian clan.
Her time is usually spent mocking others, and tormenting those willing to listen to her words. She has yet to sire anyone, as she cannot seem to find the time between her hijinks. Her name is long since forgotten, but she seems to have a strong liking to the name Rem, possibly short for Jeremy, but she is a raving lunatic so who knows.
Personality: She doesn't like large groups of people, and if forced into one will generally begin hallucinating and drop to the floor blabbering like an idiot, or cause the nearest listener to do it for her.
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 11:02 pm
Username:Crimson Hellion
Character Name: Atlas Lamente
Race:Vampire
Subrace/Clan: Tremere
Age:25
Weapons:Twin hybrid daggers designed with the combat capability of a K-Bar, and given a razor-sharp edge on one side for silent kills. As a backup weapon, he carries a silenced Barreta hooked in his vest so as not to move and cause noise
Skills: Atlas has come to receive a unique gift through his fall into the damned legions. An ability of complete stealth in it's finest form, invisibility both to scent and all sorts of vision for a limited amount of time in the presence of shadows. His power is amplified when the situation is dire and is at it's finest when in the presence of allies who's magic he can tap into.
Appearance: http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q232/Crimson_Hellion/assassins-creed--20060921105330961.jpg
Biography: Atlas' history has been essentially erased from knowledge as most of his life growing up was spent in the world of a human. There are a scattered few fragments of memory remaining in his head that for some reason, the dark lady left in his mind. Perhaps some sort of cruel torment that kept him desperate to serve her manipulative purposes or maybe a slight flicker of something resembling sorrow. His memory reminds him of the death of someone very near and dear to him. She died on a bed to a mysterious illness in a pool of blood she'd just recently coughed up. A rare disease who's name slipped his memory and through his vague descriptions could not be determined by modern physicians. Beyond that, he could recall fragments of his childhood; playing in the streets, sitting down to dinner with his family before they were taken from him, and even his first crush who he didn't recognize at the time as the woman whom he'd watched pass on. The truth to his tragedy would probably never be told and whatever else he still holds deep within the recess of his fractured heart is kept under tight seal.
As a vampire, he is rather new. His pull into the clan was violent and plagued by his soul's revolt to the vile twisting of flesh and soul. An open rebellion raged within him and he'd almost won the fight with the very same dagger he now wields as he placed it over his cold, dead heart and prepared to end his meager existence. Before he could take his own life, a gentle feminine hand grasped hold lightly of his arm and spoke soothing words into his ears. They're exact wording and speaker were lost unto the darkness, but whoever it was and whatever they said must have been powerful enough to stop him as he dropped the blade and fell to his knees crying. Other vampire males regard him as useless and most females simply pity him as a lost being, but something of a soul lingers on within him willing him onward in life. Now he is a minor servant of Laura and fights a hidden battle within himself against his vampirism which will continue till his soul is destroyed once and for all.
Personality: Atlas is quiet and sad. His previous joyful attitude was reserved to his human years and has been reversed to the opposite extreme making him a hollow, pitiful being. Something new lingers within him, corruption perhaps due to the shadow magic that resides deep within him, and has caused him to become a calculating, cold, and vengeful being all hidden behind a cloak of servitude. He has sworn one day to get revenge on the one who turned him.
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