Age: Looks about 21 but is extremely old (don't ask... just... don't )
Type: Vampire werewolf hybrid
Abilities: hybrid type form with four canines with top canines that get longer when "hungry" he does have a sort of warning system if his eyes turn a bright red that means he is hungry and needs to either feed or inject while a darker red means he is angry ... he can go out into the sunlight and has enhanced senses along with extremely fast healing
Weakness:??
Bio: "Like I'm just going to tell you... where is the fun in that" well... he has a strange russian sounding accent that comes out every once in awhile... and he was a pirate at one point other then that he would have to tell you
Persona: Sarcastic as all heck and simply doesn't care making him either someone you want to be around or someone you want to murder
Looks: Stands at 6 foot 1 with black hair with a white streak that cover his left eye he has a silver hoop in his left ear that seems soldered shut light grey eyes canines that are longer then normal and generally wears tight jeans t shirts and pirate styled boots.. In his hybrid form his skin stays the same color but seems as hard as stone
Other: He created artificial blood that he keeps on him in plastic needles so that he doesn't have to murder people however if he misses a "feeding" his eyes will turn red and he will "eat" anything near him whether it is human werewolf vampire or even hybrid... making him a walking Russian time bomb
Occupation: Since he doesn't own any establishment but his house he generally is a body guard for hire for anyone who can handle it.... he also enjoys popping into the family's head quarters and messing with them because he refuses to officially join any one family (I mean that would limit him...and who likes limits)
Bio: Aries was born from a fling that his mother had with another hybrid, a loner by the name of Cassius. Aries never met his father but it never bothered him since his mother made sure that he was taken care of and he had his uncle as a closer father figure.
Through his youth, Aries longed to be part of the inner workings of the family business. He loved the activities and often sought advice from his uncle Octavius, who was the head of the family, on how to run the family so to one day hopefully take over.
When his uncle and his mother died, Aries worked even harder for the family, looking to handle whatever task or position asked to do but...on a side note... he's on a mission to find out who is responsible for his death. This have awakened a much more violent side of him to have no mercy toward anyone not a hybrid. With his uncle and mother being killed and now having to take the mantle as the new head, Aries has something to prove to his organization and his enemies that he can avenge his fallen.
Personality: Laid-back, charming, a little reserved but has violent tendencies. He's very protective and sensitive about his race. He's not afraid to take brutal approach to prove that he's someone not to be messed with.
Appearance:
Other: As a hybrid, Aries' skin change into a grayish-blue tint when transforming and gain onyx tint fangs. He's an adept sword wielder.
Got drunk at a nightclub after sneaking in, and was taken advantage of by a werewolf. (Crazy considering most of the nightclubs are owned by the vampires.) Was bitten in the back alley. Turned out the werewolf that bit her was her high school enemy (cliche huh?). (I like to build story as I roleplay, so sorry there isn't much.)
Personality
Rose likes things organized and tidy. Her "motto" in life is to take what she has and turn it into an advantage for her. She's kind, flirty, and silly. When things get serious, she protects her loved and the innocent.
Appearance
Light green eyes, pale skin, peach pink lips, dark ash blonde hair.
Kaira was always a person who kept everything inward. She had grown up with an abusive father and chainsmoker mother, who was too interested in television and keeping her stock of cigarettes full to care that Kaira was getting smacked around. One night, she had snuck out of the house to get away for a while. She was sitting under a tree when she was attacked by a vampire. Kaira was beyond mortified and distraught when she was first turned, but she came to realize that there was no reason to go back home, and that really she couldn't anyway since her parents couldn't find out what she was. Kaira was relieved that she couldn't live at home anymore and saw this as an opportunity to start her life over.
Personality:
Kaira is a sweet and gentle person, but isn't one to share feelings. She isn't completely untrusting of others, but it takes her a while to warm up to a new person.
Name: Cadence Sanders Age: Turned at 19 (12 years ago) Gender: Female Race/Affiliation: Vampire/Caper Bio: It had a been a party she was never supposed to attend. The kind of party that was held in an abandoned warehouse and everything illegal was there. From weapons to drugs and booze. This was party that had a swat team called in. But they hadn't been called in. Cadence had gone and like many of her friends, she was under-aged for everything. The night was a blur of dark liquor in red cups and guns being fired at the ceiling. Someone had offered her something and she took it without a second thought. All she could really recall was a dark corner and a wicked grin with too-white teeth. When she awoken, she found others sprawled about like her, though they were mostly inebriated. It wasn't long before there were sirens. Panic overcame whatever it was she had been on as she hobbled away from the warehouse, barely making it into an old shed in the back of a run down apartment complex. She soon found her sire who taught her the basics before disappearing again. Personality: Often distracted or in a sort of dazed stupor. She has a tendency to wander aimlessly. Appearance: Other: TBA?
Eyes are actually as blue as ice. The whites of her eyes turn black when she's angry.
~REBECCA SELIE VALENTINE~
AGE: Unknown (Appears around her late twenties to early thirties)
GENDER: Female
SPECIES: Vampire (Changed sometime during the Renaissance in Venice)
AFFILIATION: The UHC (Unwillingly)
PERSONALITY: Charming and elegant, a very noble attitude, she could woo you with just a few simple words or with just a look of her eyes. She cares for others and does what's necessary to help those in need, but she fears getting too close to anyone...thinking it may invoke her vampiric side and drive her into bloodlust and mayhem. The only exception to this is her servant/lover Camille. When angered, her personality shifts and she becomes cold, relentless, and violent. Unlike some, Rebecca only pines for the simpler things of life. From day to day, she preoccupies herself with hobbies such as reading classic literature, listening to music at home, playing piano, painting, and has even taken up a bit of swordplay, which she's become a rather avid swordswoman. It's become apparent to some that she enjoys the company of women more than men, possibly even a physical attraction to them. She is also sociable with men, but she has a particular disdain for some, especially if they take advantage of a woman in any way or are cruel to them.
However, despite her sociable nature, she isn't quite fond of working alongside humans, especially those who held her against her will and utilize her vampiric abilities as their greatest weapon in the war against the supernatural.
House Valentine was once the most prominent of families in the Venetian Aristocracy. Baron Renault, Rebecca's father, was a wealthy landowner and a considerably generous philanthropist. He later fell in love with Marianne, a beautiful and famous actress and opera singer, and married, where upon later they had a daughter, Rebecca.
Twas thanks to her mother that Rebecca was raised in an environment steeped in music and the arts. She loved to hear her mother sing and enjoyed watching her plays and her concerts with her father. She even dreamed once of becoming an actress just like her mother, to be adored and talented as she was...but sadly her dreams were cut short. One considerably dark and cloudy night, a stranger clad in black and wearing a mask visited her family's home, and with him....he brought unspeakable horrors. He was tame at first, rather charming to Rebecca, but his advances upon her and her mother became unsettling. Renault soon took notice and kindly, yet firmly he asked the man to leave. He did not.... Instead, the man revealed himself to be a creature of the damned. He murdered Rebecca's family right before her waking eyes, tearing them to pieces with his bare hands and lapping their blood off the floor.
Then, he turned towards Rebecca, a savage gleam in his wicked red eyes. She tried to run away, far into the darkness of the forest surrounding her family's lavish abode, but he was too quick for her. Soon he caught her and pinned her to the ground ripping away her dress and defiling her once pure essence with his malice. Once the vile act was committed, the creature took her limp and lifeless body, tied stones to her ankles, and tossed her into a lake, never to be seen again... Tales of his massacre would spread like wildfire, but the killer's identity would never be known....except by one.
Years past since that horrific night, a lowly fisherman out on his evening stroll discovered the woman's body after his hook snagged onto her. He pulled the seemingly dead woman out of the lake, but right as the full, crimson moon shined upon her corpse, Rebecca sprung to life instantly and attacked the man, draining him until he was nothing but a dried husk. She fled back to her home, only to find it in ruins, every last ounce of her family legacy gone in ashes. An anger surged within her as she looked to the charred remains of her family's mansion, her eyes becoming dark as the ash that surrounded her. Rebecca could see him again, his vile smirk, his despicable eyes leering with bloodlust.
But worse....she had become just like him...a creature of the undead...a Vampire. From that day forward, she swore vengeance upon them, all of them, for killing her family, destroying her home...and turning her into a monster. For several years she's traveled about the world, learning of different supernatural horrors such as the dreaded vampires and how to slay them efficiently. She steeped herself not only in the knowledge of her cause, but also that of literature, music, art, and whatever else caught her fancy, even...a few beautiful maidens here and there. Nevertheless, she kept her true identity as a Nosferatu hidden from the outside world, only indulging her savage bloodlust out of need for survival. The few who knew what she was were only those closest to her, be it a friend or a lover, and some willingly allowed Rebecca to feed from them. Now in the modern era, Rebecca finds herself in New York, captured by the mysterious United Huntsmen Corporation along with her servant Camille.
At first, they had planned on killing them both, but given Rebecca's history as a hunter herself, and her extensive knowledge of how to fight and kill the undead, she was spared instead, on the grounds that she and Camille now work for the UHC. Something she is not entirely happy with.
OTHER:
Aside from her pistol, most if not all of Rebecca's weapons are keepsakes from her many travels across time. Some of them carry some fond memories for her, while others are just simply tools she utilizes for killing the damned creatures of the night.
Nightshade:
Rebecca is skilled with quite a few swords and bladed weapons, but her favorite above all is Nightshade, a special katana she picked up during her travels in Japan in the early 1800s. The sword in actuality was forged by a hidden sect of vampire hunters in the Yamanashi prefecture in Japan, not to mention they made some of the best sake she had ever drunken. Sporting a razor sharp edge, it's the perfect tool for lopping off a few limbs and delivering quick decapitations.
Miseria:
A short silver dagger for those sticky situations.
In World War II Germany, rumors had spread of the Nazis using a blend of science and occult magick to produce an army of super soldiers and make Adolf Hitler immortal. The end result was the creation of Sanguinarius, the modern vampire strain. Soon, vampire attacks were rampant all throughout Europe in the late 1930s as the war pushed on, but quickly covered up by government officials to prevent widespread panic. A special order of hunters was established then to eradicate the sanguinarian threat and any other supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, Rebecca had a run in with one of these hunters when she was chasing a vampire in Dresden...and visiting one of the SS brothels for a bit of fun. She had no choice but to kill him, but kept his silver dagger as a memento.
Small and concealable under any circumstances, there's a special compartment in the hilt of the dagger for a vial of wolfsbane nectar, salt, silver filings, holy water, whatever the hunter wished to carry.
Thorns of the Saint
Sharpened and honed for the utmost aerodynamic design. They can be deployed rapidly in a cloud of deadly projectiles for a more wide ranged kill, maybe to get rid of a pesky gaggle of ghouls. These special throwing knives were a gift to her from a nun during her stint in an Irish convent in the 1960s, when a rash of brutal, grisly murders were taking the country by storm. Turns out it wasn't vampires, but werewolves. Nevertheless, Rebecca stayed on task, though it wasn't easy being around so much religious paraphernalia. At least that sweet nun keeping her company made the duration of her stay easier.
~Carmen~
If there's one thing Rebecca loves more than alcohol, women, and of course the occasional taste of blood, its style and accessibility, which is why she chose this sleek silver plated Beretta 92FS compact as her main firearm. Though it fires a meager 9mm Parabellum round, it still packs a punch against vampires and werewolves alike. The ammunition was specially designed by Rebecca to dispatch the horrors of the supernatural world, bullets made from a silver cross from St. Thomas' Holy Church in Manhattan, also coated in a deadly concoction of salt, ashes of Saint Croix and holy water, which can cripple any creature of Hell in less than a few seconds.
Eyes are actually emerald Green. Often they'll become feral and cat-like if she's either angry or excited.
-CAMILLE "CAMMIE" BELLE WINTERS-
AGE: 19 (16 when she was turned by Rebecca)
GENDER: Female
SPECIES: Vampire
AFFILIATION: The UHC (Same as Rebecca)
PERSONALITY: A bit shy around other people besides her mistress, she's a rather plucky and cheerful kind of girl with a bubbly attitude and an optimistic outlook on life. She adores things such as cute clothes, animals, and things that make her happy, and she loves to cook and make others smile. However, in an instant her personality can shift and she can become aggressive and violent. Cammie may seem like a push-over, but what she lacks in strength she makes up for in fierce devotion. To Rebecca alone Cammie is devoted to serving her and protecting her as well. She also has an intimate and emotional connection with the woman and becomes jealous when she sees others flirting with Rebecca, often to the point of lashing out at them. Because of her abilities as well, she has the utmost respect for the dead.
Camille however doesn't share much of the same zeal as her Mistress when it comes to slaying vampires and other creatures of horror. Nevertheless, she keeps her qualms unnoticed, staying devoted to the woman she will love and protect till the end. Like her mistress too, she doesn't feel comfortable having to work with the Huntsmen, mostly because she is afraid of them.
Cammie was always a strange girl. She never made friends in school, often because she was ridiculed, and most of the time she stayed locked in her bedroom lost in her own little world, due to her abusive alcoholic father and her neglectful mother. Sometimes, she would even sneak out after dark and stay in the cemetery, speaking with the ghosts that resided there and learning of their stories. Cammie's powers are believed to have emerged after she was born dead then came back to life, supposedly gaining a link between the world of the living and the dead. Slowly her abilities manifested and by the time she was twelve, she began to develop her mind reading powers and her precognitive vision. Though as amazing as these were, it didn't do much but alienate her from the rest of the world. She was constantly bullied in school and her parents only ignored her further.
Then one night while she snuck out to the cemetery, Cammie saw a bunch of high school boys kicking over gravestones and spraying graffiti on the mausoleums. Angry, she tried to confront them, but they overpowered her and one by one they took turns beating her and savaging her until she was nearly dead. Bleeding, bruised, and nearly every inch of her body in pain, she could barely move. Then one of the boys pulled out a switchblade and started cutting into her shirt. Cammie closed her eyes, knowing what these sick bastards had in mind, knowing that she couldn't escape from it. She bit her lip and feared the worst...until...she felt something warm splash against her. She opened her eyes and discovered a woman, seething with anger, her eyes black as the pit of Hell. In her blood drenched hand she held the heart of the boy, freshly ripped from his chest and bit into it ravenously. The others soon ran away in fear, screaming into the night, yet Cammie, try as she may she couldn't squirm away from this ghastly horror.
As it turned out though....maybe she didn't want to...as the woman's face returned to normal, displaying such beauty Cammie's eyes ever beheld. The mysterious woman knelt beside her, cradling the beaten girl in her arms and looking upon her with eyes that showed worry and compassion. "They're gone now..." She whispered to Cammie. "They won't hurt you again...." She could sense that Cammie was slowly dying and in a last act to save her, she asked the girl, "Girl...are you willing to accept eternal life, despite what it should entail?" Weakly Cammie nodded, her eyes widening as she saw....fangs...in the woman's mouth.
She knew who...or rather what she was in the presence of, but nevertheless...she accepted knowing she would be turned into one. The woman's fangs plunged into her neck and she drank of her crimson nectar. Softly Cammie whimpered and her body went limp in the woman's grasp...everything around her growing...dark.. From that day forward, Cammie had abandoned everything. She no longer cared for friends or for her ungrateful parents. Forever faithful she remained to the very woman who saved her life and gave it back to her anew. The vampire Rebecca.
OTHER:
Camille was trained by Rebecca for years to fight alongside her, the woman teaching her everything she knew about supernatural creatures and how to kill them. Cammie was well versed in firearms, swordplay, hand to hand combat, and of course marksmanship. She's a good shot with any firearm and can hold her own quite well in close quarters, but much to her chagrin, her Mistress will not allow her to engage any enemies at close range. Rebecca has strongly suggested that Camille aid the UHC's Marksman Corps as a scout sniper instead, not to chide her but to make sure her beloved thrall is safe.
DMR-58 Hekate II
Chambering a skull crushing .308 Winchester round (7.62x51 NATO), this rifle was made for Camille to Rebecca's exact specifications. This rifle is fairly light, can be easily broken down for transport and fires highly damaging explosive bullets, using a detachable four round box magazine. Additionally, the high power scope has built in lenses adaptable to any level of light, even pitch darkness. Top that with the impressive range of this weapon and you have one hell of a gun for any hunter of the UHC. It's Camille's favorite weapon so far.
Rose of Sharyn
More or less a get out of jail free card for Camille. This switchblade knife is easily concealable under any circumstances and even has a special modification. The cross on the handle is a small button. When pressed, it activates a stream of holy water, housed within the blade, that can be injected into a vampire or werewolf once it has been stabbed.
Lilium
In the event she is surrounded by a gang of vampires or werewolves, Camille has this to fight her way out, at least until her Mistress comes to rescue her. Designed similar to Rebecca's Nightshade by the descendants of the Japanese vampire hunters, this katana was forged with serrations in the blade for maximum damage and to saw through the thick hide of werewolves. Rarely has Camille used it in combat, since Rebecca keeps putting her at far range from any danger, but it has saved her skin a few times.
~White Rose~
Camille's preferred sidearm. Unlike Rebecca, she sacrificed concealability for stopping power, going with the Colt 1911 platform and its more powerful .45 ACP round. Still, she uses the same style of ammunition. Coupling this with the raw power of a .45, she can punch quite a nasty hole in a vampire's gut.
He was simply at the wrong place, at the wrong time. He had decided that taking a stroll would do him good. When it was night and when he was alone, of course. It was no surprise that he was attacked by a vampire as soon as he turned the corner to head down an alleyway. At first, he was irritated at himself for being so stupid. Now, he simply tries to forget of the incident and somehow continue on with his life.
Personality
He's extremely carefree with pretty much everything, but can be surprisingly serious if the time calls for it. He's also very sarcastic and likes to annoy people if he ever gets the chance, but does know when to stop. He does have sessions where he is quite mellow.
Other
Has a strong dislike for germs, so he tends to wear gloves a lot.
Name: Jun Nakamura Age: 29 Gender: Male Race/Affiliation: Human/Police (Joint Opperation with the UHC) Bio:
"I don't need a partner..."
Investigating crimes, solving them, negotiating and arresting criminals, back then this was only a dream but Jun never would have imagined that he would actually really end up as an Inspector. He passed the tests with flying colors, physically and mentally, at the top of his class. Everything was like in a dream but soon he was confronted with the brutal truth which is real life. He and his junior detective Maxwell were really close to solving one of their hardest crimes, but before they could find the final piece of the puzzle they got separated. His partner Maxwell was on the verge of finding the murderer when he, himself, got brutally dismembered and displayed in the same manner as the other victims.
Jun was the first one to find his partner's dismembered and deformed body. With Maxwell, the last piece of the puzzle was gone as well, whatever he found could have solved the crime, but instead he ended up as one of the victims himself.
After this incident Jun took a break for about half a year, spending most of the time drinking, but recently he has returned to duty, hoping that he could maybe find the murderer of his friend while he does what he's best at, investigating. Though he refuses to partner up with anyone.
Lately the police has been working with the so called United Huntsmen Corp, much to his disapproval Jun is tasked to work with the UHC in a joint opperation.
Personality: Inspector Nakamura is an astute observer of human behavior and an excellent detective but because he relies on data more than intuition, he comes off as somewhat rigid when it comes to his work.
Race/Affiliation: Human/ United Huntsmen Corp (Director)
Bio: Confidential
Personality: Cunning, reserved, brutal towards enemies, strict, at times cold-hearted. Dir. Stone would not think a second thought about killing a supernatural. Being thorough and persistent, He will not stop until he rids the world of supernaturals and will use any means to do so.
Appearance:
Other: There's a secret about him that will be revealed later in the story.
Name: Katya Moreno Age: 22 Gender: Female Race/Affiliation: Human/UHC Bio: Katya Served under the command of General Lyons in the USMC. However after her third tour of duty and the Death of General Lyons in combat, she was offered a position in the United Huntsman Corporation. she was given an extra years training alongside her new comrades before being declared fit for active duty. She preferred the UHC to the Marines as she had a lot more free reign over the execution of her operations. Personality: quick to anger, fierce, Shows zero remorse, Will not Leave team mates behind Appearance:
Bio: Jen led a perfectly normal life until the age of 16. She went to school, studied for exams, and tried not to stick out too much. One day, when she was walking home from school, a creature jumped out and attacked her, mauling her arm. She was sent to hospital, and several thought she would lose her arm. However, in just a few days, she was healed, except for a large scar. She continued on until the next full moon, when she transformed. She grew scared of her powers, panicking and fleeing home, until she started to hear rumours of people like her. She made her way to New York and found work as a baker, joining the family of werewolves, though only as a low ranking wolf, an Omega. Jen didn't mind. She was safe
Personality: Jen is a soft spoken and kind girl, and quite timid. She's kind of a pushover, and is easily intimidated. She'll always try and help someone in need, no matter who they are or what family the belong to. She doesn't have many ambitions, though the only notable one she does have is to open up her own bakery in the city. She is easily distracted and isn't very good at keeping herself and her surrounding tidy. She can often be found day dreaming at the counter of the shop, lost in thought about what she can make next, either through drawing or baking.
Appearance: Other: She is an expert baker, capable of making many different types of cakes and pastries. She is also quite good at freehand pencil drawing.
"My my, aren't you a pretty one?" Name: Cupid Abatangelo Age: Turned at age 23 during the height of Rome’s power. Gender: Male Race/Affiliation: Vampire, Unaffiliated. Bio: Cupid was born and raised in the city of Rome during the Pax Romana. Working as a street vendor, he’d always use his outstandingly attractive looks and silver tongue to convince people to purchase from him. Both men and women alike seeked his affections, but Cupid turned each and every one down. One day however he came to spy the most beautiful man he had ever seen. Cupid became obsessed with this mysterious and wonderful man, and pined over him constantly. At long last his desires were granted and the man took him into his home. It was there that Cupid experienced intercourse for the first time, and was turned. Master took Cupid as his lover, and together they prowled the streets at night for blood and rape. After a time they moved out of the city and into the countryside, preying on travelling passerby. It was during this time that Master taught Cupid the code that he must swear to live by. The first rule was that in the event of Master’s death, Cupid was to abstain from all sexual and romantic relations until he found the most beautiful person that was worthy of being turned and taken on as Cupid’s lover. Such was the way of Master’s creator, and the way of their creator too. The second rule was that while he was free to take the body, blood, and love, of a human being, he was never to give them love in return. Only his chosen consort was deserving of such affections, Master had said. The third and final rule was that when the time comes, Cupid must prepare his consort in the same way that he was being prepared now. Things drifted into a lull after that day, and the routine of lovemaking and lifetaking in their new home finally settled in. Then the Hun arrived. Atilla and his followers swept across the countryside like a scourge, laying waste to all in their path. When he reached the home of Cupid and his Master, they were merciless. The last time Cupid ever saw his Master alive was when the latter ordered the former to hide down in the cellar. Cupid saw the fear in his eyes then, and still remembers it now. When the scourge had ended, Rome was in shambles. It was only a matter of time before the country fell to the infighting and strife that was now poisoning it like a virus. Cupid took his leave that day, and never has he returned. The lone vampire travelled all over the world, all over history, searching for the next consort. It was in France during the 1500s that he found her. Cupid wasted no time in claiming Venus as his own when he spotted her undeniable body. She was taken right then and there, before being turned. Witnesses were slaughtered, and then Cupid spirited his new lover away. Centuries passed, and Venus and Cupid remained together, marred deep in love and lust. This is how Cupid and Venus came to become the proprietors of one of New York’s most successful strip clubs, the Cupid’s Kiss. Personality: Cupid is incredibly vain and believes that everyone other than his “sweet Venus” are below him. That aside, he is actually very charismatic and often uses his good looks and charm to to bring his victims to the bedchamber and drain them dry with his partner. He’s always looking to lend a hand towards the Capers and even the Banes. Cupid believes it smart to stay in the good graces of those who would pose a threat to you. The only exception to that rule is the Blackwoods. He remains civil with those “dirty half breeds” only to avoid provoking them. Appearance: Description for now, picture on the way: Cupid is tall and slim, but toned. With his tan skin and short black hair, he looks the part of a true Roman. His eyes are a vibrant gold color. Cupid typically dresses in a deep red suit. Other: Cupid can seduce people with his charm and turn them into thralls.
"I am dirty. I am a loyal servant. I am Mongrel." Name: Mongrel Age: Looks to be in his early teens, is in his 20s Gender: Male Race/Affiliation: Hybrid, Cupid’s son. Bio: Mongrel is the bastard son of Cupid and an unknown werewolf, and the former’s greatest shame. He was given the cruel moniker of Mongrel due to Cupid’s disgust of hybrids and their “dirty” blood. At the age of 14 Mongrel was personally castrated by his father to prevent him from continuing his “tainted” bloodline. Years of psychological and physical abuse have turned Mongrel into nothing more than a simple minded pet that is blindingly loyal to Cupid, overlooking all of the abuse as if it meant nothing. Personality: Mongrel is a shy and seemingly good hearted child, but will carry out any of his father’s orders without questions. That is his greatest strength and downfall. While he will follow any instructions given to him to the letter, he cannot form complex thoughts on his own. Appearance: Picture on the way: While his human form is a diminutive and pale human boy with dull grey eyes and a shaggy mass of white hair, his form while transformed is another thing entirely. He is a massive bipedal wolf at least seven feet in height and three or four feet in width, with massive rippling muscles and claws that can tear through flesh like butter. While he is coated in white fur all around, much of his back and chest is covered in painful bright pink scars. Other: N/A
Race/Affiliation: Vampire, unaffiliated but willing to work with any family, though she's still biased against hybrids.
Bio: Born in the 15th Century to a French barmaid and an Italian scientist, Venus has the mind of a genius and the looks of a goddess. As a child, she watched her father's studying diligently during the long nights, and took to the streets to develop her charms with her mother during the day. After her father was killed as a heretic of the church, and her mother was sold to slavery, she was labeled as the product of evil, and thrown to the streets. During her period of wandering, Venus talked her way into many homes, securing temporary shelter and food, though she was soon thrown out for her devious ways. Her name was whispered and slandered in alleys, her convincing and enchanting stories being the topic of conversation, but the very sight of her would put pause to most talk. One such gentleman took notice of her qualities and managed to secure her to his bordello. She was found by Cupid while selling her body there, where she was swiftly taken and turned. She now remains strictly at Cupid's side, overtaking anyone she can for his benefit, and running the Cupid's Kiss, an ever popular burlesque strip club.
Personality: Venus always was a sharp and charming silver-tongue, though her transformation heightened this effect. She is smart and philosophical, very much into the workings of the human mind, and uses this to her advantage. Her presence is both intimidating and alluring, if one can manage to sense her at all.
Appearance: Long wavy auburn hair, pulled into a partial side knot, vibrant green-gold eyes, long elegant features, but a full body. Her piercing eyes and pouted lips are strong features. (Art coming soon.)
Other: She remains only completely and truly loyal to Cupid, though she will effortlessly feign this with others to get what they want. He has taught her how to seduce others and convert them into her thralls.
