Hi, i read that you where still looking for players, specific to play vampires. However vampires aren't really my thing. I am interested in playing werewolf. I have an idea for some characters revolving around a youth gang started by an alpha wolf who "empowers" losers and binds them to his pack in order to gain more power. If you like that idea and thinks that its a fine addition to the roleplay that would be cool. If you really only want to add more vampires that's cool too. But since I don't really have any inspiration for vampires it would not be something for me :)
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Hi, i read that you where still looking for players, specific to play vampires. However vampires aren't really my thing. I am interested in playing werewolf. I have an idea for some characters revolving around a youth gang started by an alpha wolf who "empowers" losers and binds them to his pack in order to gain more power. If you like that idea and thinks that its a fine addition to the roleplay that would be cool. If you really only want to add more vampires that's cool too. But since I don't really have any inspiration for vampires it would not be something for me :)
I don’t know how many wolves we can get to join it and it is a bit similar to the pack that’s there with the whole finding lost wolves thing but I can see how it could be different since it’s a gang and he’s more self centered. If you can elaborate and make it maybe more radical or differentiate it I’d be willing possibly, but it would be more preferable to join Vagus Lupi. Can you give some more details ?
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I don’t know how many wolves we can get to join it and it is a bit similar to the pack that’s there with the whole finding lost wolves thing but I can see how it could be different since it’s a gang and he’s more self centered. If you can elaborate and make it maybe more radical or differentiate it I’d be willing possibly, but it would be more preferable to join Vagus Lupi. Can you give some more details ?
I'll be working it out and then I'll post it here :)
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 Name | ”Father Damascus to you. Never speak a name you do not want stolen. Hungry ears prey on the tender soul, fleshling.” Gender | Male Origin | Jamestown, Virginia, U.S.A. Age | 343 Date of Birth | June 18th, 1676 Relationships • Sexuality | "The limits and needs of a third perpendicular are of no concern to this one." • Relationship Status | Single • Predetermined friends | None • Siblings' Status | Unknown • Parents' Status | If they're lucky? Unexisted. • Openness to Friends | 7 • Openness to Romance | 0 Interests • Likes ✦ Quiet ✦ Communion with what was, what is, and that which doesn't belong “The doors of Pandemonium swing wide for the starlight seeker. Knock thrice and be cast into a blackest embrace." Ỳou͏r ̸m͏índ͡ ̸is a pl͠ayt́h̵̢̀ḭ͔ͅn̴̛͝g͓̣͟ ̙̟o̸̵͟f̸̨̡ ̨͍͖t͓̩͡h̠̠̟ę̪͘ ̴̝̜È̵̛t̸̨͈h̝͘̕e̪͢͡r̵̷̢.̙̖͓ ̫͞Y̸̴̜o̲̲͞u͍͘ ̳̞̀n̸̡̦e̤͖͖êͤ̿҉̘dͯͮ̚ ̑͒̏ǒ͐̾n̄̑͆҉̮̳̜l̏̊̀y͂̐ͩ l͆͐͑ô͆ͪo̍͂ͣk̈̂͗ ̅ͫ̚Ů̎̈҉̮͔͓P͑̀̎" ✦ His Garden • Dislikes ✦ Trespassers ✦ Moral absolutes ✦ The dreams that come in the dark • Hobbies ✦ Gardening ✦ Hen Farming ✦ Research ✦ Experimentation ✦ Hiking • Skills ✦ Dark Magic ✦ Bargaining ✦ Horticulture  I prayed to Him I begged for deliverance But He would not listen Ẅ̦̜̖̥̺̜̜̱́̆́ͅH̶̤̰͗͛͗́Yͣ̐͗̄̽̉̔̚͏̧̙͎͓̬ ̶͚͖̫͍̹̻̜̼̋͛͑ͩ̿W͎̻̤͕̙̳͌͑͗͗ͩ̈́̚̕͝Ō̖̬̎̿͂͠͠Ṇ̵̨̘̤̦̓̔ͧ͆̈ͨͫ̈'̛͕͇͎͑ͧ̓̀͘T̸̖͉̬̟̜̟͖̣ͧ͂͊̄̀̽ ̺̝̲͖̰̾̿ͬ̆̀̍̍͛͗ͅHͨ͗̏͒҉̞͕̦̰̮É̥̙̣̣͇̯̠̳̾͌̄͒͗́̕ͅ ̉̄҉̷̱̹̹ͅÄ͎́N͎̤̺̳̿͌͟ͅS̶̰͙ͯ̌ͯ̑͋ͩ͡W̜̪̖̱̯̼̣͕͙ͨ̅̓E͎͔̬̠̞̦͗ͦ͜͜͞R̲͇̱̘ͭ ̭͖̬̥̑̽͋́̚M̧̫̬͍̩̼̭ͦ͂Ȩ̬͍͉̟͓̞̍̓̉̀ͪ̾̈͆ͮ͡?̡͎͕̮̞̭̗̜̱̂͋̽ͤ́͟ͅ I was lost I turned to Them They showed me that I was sick Į̷̪͔͍̲̜̤̥̏ͯ̃ͅ ̴̸̟̞̲̙͉́̈͊̓̎̎B̪͙̖̣̱͉̈̔ͥͦ̀̂ͧ̏̚ͅE̵̢̼͉͈ͥ̌̂ͯ͋͝A͖̻̫̻͋ͩͭ̒ͪ͡ͅͅR̷̨̞̪͍̗̲̥̣̫͗͆ͨ ̳̭̮͈̦̘̗͚̫ͯ͌͒̾ͨͨͧ̄͂T̸̡̝͕͈̯͋̽̍̾̾̊ͯĤ̟̰̘̋̿̆̃̐Ȇ̡̮͈͙̪̮͇̣ͫ̄̏͂͘ ̸̼̫͓̦͙̭̤̊̄ͪ͘B̊ͦ̉̎ͭ͘҉͍̖̫̗̣̺O̷̡̻̘̳͚ͦ͊̂̓ͩ̐͝D̛͙̘͉͖̫͈̪̋̎ͦ̈́ͯ͋̂͘͠Y̭͙͓̞̤͖͚̠ͣ̈ͪ̾ͅ ̗̤̤͉͖̱̒̀̃ͩ̆̐ͅO̧̝̱̮͙̤͐͌͟F͔̭̯̗̜̻͙͂́ ̻̲̝̿̇̂ͥͫẢ̡̪͋ ̡̨͓̤͍̬͓̫̎͂̀ͤ̾P̴̷̟̗̞̜ͭI͚̩̜̓̾͊ͭ͑ͬ̽͝ͅG̠͇ͣ́ͣ͊͊ͅ They clawed at my ears so I would listen They plucked out my eyes so I might see They flayed me alive so I could feel They tore open my mind and I understood T̢̨̰̺͑ͧ͌ͯ͛͗̈́͝Ḣ̷͖ͮ̔͆̑E̯̭͕̪̺̰ͧͭ͆͐̌̓ͩR̸̰̠̫͕̲͂ͧͪ̄̇̓ͅEͥ͆̔̂͟͏͕̦'̘̠͙̦̘̓̎S̙̱̼͕̽̍̽̉̒̆̐ͣ ̵̲͙̱͕͕̲̗͒͛̂͐̍́͜Ş̸̼̟̖̙̻̪ͫ̄̌̔O̡͎̒͆̿͗̽ͣ̾ͣ͌M̋҉̢̯͎͈͖͖͕͚̠̞Ę̬̗̝̮̯͚ͬ͋͘͟T̛͍̆̉͜͠H̵̴̵̝̦̼͔̪͂̓̚I̙ͯͤ̂̊͛͝N͖̟͔͛̀͘͠G̱̥̯̘̣̟ͧ͒̀͘͞ͅ ̶͇͚͇̖̭̹̞̖ͯ̔̐̔͌̉̾Ṷ̧͇̝͆͑͐ͧ̉ͧ̚Nͮ͏̬̙̬̙̤͉̯͟D̢̐͌ͪ̈́͏̶̯E̗͈̤̜̺͍̳̘̪ͥͬ̾̂̈́̋͊̚R̛̦̭̥̯̦̬ͧ̊̓ͨ̄ͦ̑̈ ̴̛͍̫̽̅̓̒̾ͮ̔̆̚Mͬͭ҉̸̬̗͉̮̠̙̮̟Y̸̗̮̻͓̳̞̺̩̜ͬͦͪ ̧̨͓̬̣̝̘͈̤̟͗̊͂͂͢S̭ͣͪͣ̅̎͊̐͞ͅḴ̷̷̴͙͂ͧͨ̆̄̽̈́̓Ị̴̡͈͆̑͂̐̂ͤ͗ͮ͘Ṅ̸̠̣͍͐ͨ My mind was quiet Now I hear the Cosmic Dirge It sings of The End It sings of a new Beginning T͖͚̹̼̻̭̻̍́́̉ͨḢ̩̬ͬ͐̇̇̂̃͑͞Eͬ̾͑͑̆͋ͫ҉̙̬̘̪̤͇ ̻̳͕͚͙͎ͪ̉͐̏ͩ̅͋ͤ̍G̺̥̰̼͚͉̮̱͋ͮͫͦ͢Ȯ̮̬͇͂ͯͨ̅̍͂̚ͅD̢̡͚̞͔̮̆ͮŞ͈̤ͭ ͎͖͔͉̥̦ͪ̓̍͢Ą̣̘͈̳̂ͩ̈́ͯ́̎̿ͦR̲̼̥͎̩̳̺̞̋̿̊ͅE̻͍ͯ͛̓͑̎̓͝ ̢̲͓̹̜̂̓Ḑ̛͇͙̜̗̫͖̜̣ͬͩ̒̓̐͊E̛̠̺̟ͩ̌͐A͕̟̣̫̩̝̮͚̋͐̕͞͠D̢̹̮͙̯͙̦̝͓ͣ͐̓̄ͯ̀͂̅̀͢ ̤̹̋̐̈́̉̌͒̿͟͜L̹̟̽͑͢O̷̭̬̭̤̱ͤǸ̛̟̫͇͍̼͖̎ͥͩ̋̐̒́̚͢G̭͎̣͉ͫͭͩ̉̓͡ ̝̙̦̙̩̣ͭ̔ͫ̉͊̓̏ͤ̕L̷̺̖̻͚̳̫̏́͝I͔͇̅̿͒̈V͉̟̣̠̯̍̿̑̎̃͊͋̽͞͠Ē̶̻̪͇͖̪̇̿͐ ̃ͭͫ̊͌ͯ͋͏̷͈͕͓̫̖̮T̨̢̨̺͇͍͕̜͗ͬH̺̺̹̳̤̭̳̊ͪ̿̂̀͘Ē͙̯͖ͨ̓ͩ ̷̨͚͓͙̳͚͙̏͆̂̆͛̇ͭ͘G̥̦̝ͮ̌̐͊ͯͦ̾̒̕O̹̪͚͇̬̗̫̍̔̀D̛͇̝͖̤͇̊ͧ͐̒̒͞S̡͍̙͍̩ͮ̀  | Appearance This unhinged warlock is less than pleasing to look at, unnerving even. With his ashen skin and sunken gray eyes, he looks more like a corpse than most vampires. Those same eyes are always wide, rarely blinking as they flicker back and forth constantly. His gaze rarely settles but can pierce the most stoic front without a thought. Long, greasy hair clumps together in salt and pepper locks that fall well past his shoulders with an equally overgrown and matted beard to match. Even such unruly facial hair does little to hide his gaunt features made worse by the contrast of his beak-like nose. His nails are more akin to claws as long and thick as they are so it’s almost fitting that they are permanently tinged red with blood. His teeth are startlingly white for someone who likely hasn’t brushed them since before light bulbs were invented. This same mouth is almost constantly in motion; muttering dark secrets and maddening truths to the air when not speaking directly to someone. His posture is slumped and crooked as though the weight of his forbidden knowledge has a physical, crushing weight to it. Even still, he is rather tall and would be about 6'4 if he were to stand up straight. He wears tattered cotton pants, ratty leather boots, and a cloak made from the hide of a wolf. The faint smell of blood hangs about him regardless of the visible presence of it. More prominent than his sanguine stench, however, is the aura of wrongness that emanates from his very being. The sight of him, the smell, the sound of his guttural and cryptic muttering, even the very air around him tastes wrong as though he were touched by something that should not, could not be, yet is.  Personality Father Damascus is erratic and sometimes outright self contradictory but not unfriendly. If he didn't induce an instinctual feeling that he shouldn't exist in everyone around him, he'd be pretty popular around town. He's polite, if more than a tad strange, and slow to anger. For someone of his appearance, he's surprisingly honest usually and never cheats any of his customers in more conventional dealings.  History No one knew what to make of the priest when he first rolled into town. Even two years later, the only things anyone knows about him beyond what he says his name is, that he lives in the woods a few miles up Road 70, and that he sells all manner of magical ingredients both high of quality and low in price. Other than that the only thing to note is you should never, ever, EVER under any circumstances agree to see his book L̢͙̬͔͎͓ͬͅE̶̶̴̝̖̠͛͑̏̎̄ͥͯ͆T̖͍̒̏͆̈ͮͥ̍͆ ̧̬͙̭͔̦̖́̿ͨͬͬͣͮͤ͜Ú̑ͩ̓̿҉͈̫̙͙̫̱͕̟̬S̤͇̮̱͈̞͎ͪ̃̃̏͋ͬ͘͟ ̞̳̮̹̝̻̇̾̔͘̕I͓̘͍̳̩ͤ̎ͭͩ̚Ñ̵̡̪̓̍  Warlock Information Coven ✦ ”This is the last true servant, I fear. We failed. Oh, how short we came. As the last anointed vessel, I bear the shame of a ruined clan. But do not pity these old bones for They saw purpose for this one yet.” Skill Level ✦ Advanced Level Spell Specialization ✦ The Unseen Gates Swing Wide: Any magic slinger worth their salt circle can summon a familiar, but this man’s centuries of study and practice have yielded powerful results. The Madman of Geller Creek can reach into realities both perpendicular and parallel to ours and pull out unspeakable, incomprehensible horrors to do his bidding with the ease of tearing a page from a book. This does not come without consequence, though. The things he summons are feral and unpredictable. They often turn on their “master” the moment they have nothing else to slaughter and must be banished quickly. ✦ Speak the Old Tongue: Father Damascus has spent more than three life times perfecting magicks most foul and, given time, can weave curses that shatter the strongest wills and hexes that curdle blood. ✦ Heretical Conduit: Whether his proficiency with dark energies is a gift or a trait of a long dead bloodline is both unknown and irrelevant. What's important is that he wields dark energy with the ease of a child using a cap gun.  |
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Took me a bit, but here we are
◈ P e r s o n a l i t y
Lilith was once a shy girl hidden from the outside world. Her father raised her to be a poised young woman with high expectations. She was to be a vampire princess who hunted humans for sport and was ruthless to werewolves and snacked on witches during the night. Instead, Lilith grew up to be a rebellious young vampire with a knack of dancing and partying late in the morning.
Lilith is very much an extrovert who care very little about other people's opinions or views on her. She's a very honest and rather blunt person that can come off as abrasive. Her offhand comments and an ever-present smile can make people feel put off by her. Despite that, Lilith always tries to strike a conversation with people about anything and everything. No one is off-limits to her, not even hunters who are ready to kill her can escape her chattering.
Rebellious by nature, Lilith has always challenged the cliche and stereotypes of vampires. With colorful clothes, pink hair, and an unusual job, she had gained the reputation of being almost human-like-- which she doesn't mind. She often challenges her clas's views by socializing with werewolves and dancing for them in the club. She gets a kick from doing things others would disagree with her.
◈ The vampire that will steel your girl. ◈
| ◈ L o o k s ◈ R e l a t i o n s ◈ Sexuality: Bisexual - prefers women ◈ Relationship Status: single and will steal your girl ◈ Family Status: kicking and turning somewhere in Italy ◈ Pets: bunny rabbit name Peaches ◈ Open to friends from 1 to 10?: 10 ◈ Open to romance from 1 to 10?: 9 ◈ S k i l l s ◈ Dancing / Poledancing ◈ Almost endless stamina ◈ Flirting ◈ Acting / Lying ◈ Being sneaky | ◈ D i s l i k e s ◈ Party Poopers ◈ Stinky Warewolves ◈ Police ◈ Being Hungry ◈ Boring People ◈ Broken Humans ◈ Boring colors ◈ L i k e s ◈ Playing with her food ◈ Partying ◈ Anything cute ◈ Pastel colors ◈ Girls ◈ Animals ◈ H o b b i e s ◈ Art ◈ Dancing ◈ Hunting |
◈ P e r s o n a l i t y
Clingy ◈ Talkative ◈ Charismatic ◈ Short Tempered ◈ Thick Skinned ◈ Impatient ◈ Caring ◈ Arrogant
Lilith was once a shy girl hidden from the outside world. Her father raised her to be a poised young woman with high expectations. She was to be a vampire princess who hunted humans for sport and was ruthless to werewolves and snacked on witches during the night. Instead, Lilith grew up to be a rebellious young vampire with a knack of dancing and partying late in the morning.
Lilith is very much an extrovert who care very little about other people's opinions or views on her. She's a very honest and rather blunt person that can come off as abrasive. Her offhand comments and an ever-present smile can make people feel put off by her. Despite that, Lilith always tries to strike a conversation with people about anything and everything. No one is off-limits to her, not even hunters who are ready to kill her can escape her chattering.
Rebellious by nature, Lilith has always challenged the cliche and stereotypes of vampires. With colorful clothes, pink hair, and an unusual job, she had gained the reputation of being almost human-like-- which she doesn't mind. She often challenges her clas's views by socializing with werewolves and dancing for them in the club. She gets a kick from doing things others would disagree with her.
◈ H i s t o r y
Born in Rome, Italy, to the leaders of the Rosa Dorata Clan, she was sheltered all of her life. Her mother died just a year later by the hands of the Cacciatrici- a group of women werewolves who hunt vampires. They had been targetting Lilith's mother for years and finally killed her just before Lilith's first birthday. Her father had been devasted by the death of his wife, leading him to be overprotective and possessive of his only daughter. Her older brothers, Antonio and Matteo were already old and had lives of their own outside of Italy so it was only her and her father.
Growing up, Lilith was raised to be the perfect vampire princess. She had the best education from other younger vampires in her clan. Private tutors, special nannies, and personal saves that she could snack on whenever she pleased. Her father always had the latest fashion of her and anything she could ever want- but she was restricted to only the tower she had been born in. Ever since the murder of Lilith's mother her father trapped her in the tower. Under lock and surveillance, she was never allowed to leave.
Unfortunately for her father, Lilith had a gift for being sneaky. She was always able to sneak past the guards after lock picking the various locks on the windows. She would either sneak by climbing out of a window or silently sneaking past the guards posted outside of the tower. She'd usually escape to the universities around Rome to mingle with humans, she joined groups and protests- challenged the authority by day and returned to her tower by night. It kept going like that well into the 80s until she was discovered sneaking back in by her father.
She spent the next ten years locked and confined to one room with only her tutors, slaves, and her father being visitors. It took Lilith ten years to escape one last time. She ran for days until the hunger wasn't bearable anymore. Until her mind couldn't tell what was real or not. By that stage of hunger, Lilith had made her way up the Netherlands and hadn't stopped running until now.
After finding a new clan, Lilith slowly recovered. It only took her father a few months to find her. With the help of Orsa- a lover from her old clan, helped her escape to the states under a different surname. She found her way into the Viet Et Mort, where food was easily available and had a rather quiet way of living, aside from the whole human farm- which Lilith thinks it's soooooo cliche.
She tends to keep to herself, for the most part. Lilith does love to bother the other members, flirts with them and teases them every now and then. The job she took up in Ember Grove bothered some of the clan and questioned her, but she has been able to bring in more humans for the bloody piggy bank than most have- so she has been left alone for now. Besides, Lilith dances for a fucking living. Like, how awesome is that? She loves to lure in the men that try her too much and just munch on their little necks.
Born in Rome, Italy, to the leaders of the Rosa Dorata Clan, she was sheltered all of her life. Her mother died just a year later by the hands of the Cacciatrici- a group of women werewolves who hunt vampires. They had been targetting Lilith's mother for years and finally killed her just before Lilith's first birthday. Her father had been devasted by the death of his wife, leading him to be overprotective and possessive of his only daughter. Her older brothers, Antonio and Matteo were already old and had lives of their own outside of Italy so it was only her and her father.
Growing up, Lilith was raised to be the perfect vampire princess. She had the best education from other younger vampires in her clan. Private tutors, special nannies, and personal saves that she could snack on whenever she pleased. Her father always had the latest fashion of her and anything she could ever want- but she was restricted to only the tower she had been born in. Ever since the murder of Lilith's mother her father trapped her in the tower. Under lock and surveillance, she was never allowed to leave.
Unfortunately for her father, Lilith had a gift for being sneaky. She was always able to sneak past the guards after lock picking the various locks on the windows. She would either sneak by climbing out of a window or silently sneaking past the guards posted outside of the tower. She'd usually escape to the universities around Rome to mingle with humans, she joined groups and protests- challenged the authority by day and returned to her tower by night. It kept going like that well into the 80s until she was discovered sneaking back in by her father.
She spent the next ten years locked and confined to one room with only her tutors, slaves, and her father being visitors. It took Lilith ten years to escape one last time. She ran for days until the hunger wasn't bearable anymore. Until her mind couldn't tell what was real or not. By that stage of hunger, Lilith had made her way up the Netherlands and hadn't stopped running until now.
After finding a new clan, Lilith slowly recovered. It only took her father a few months to find her. With the help of Orsa- a lover from her old clan, helped her escape to the states under a different surname. She found her way into the Viet Et Mort, where food was easily available and had a rather quiet way of living, aside from the whole human farm- which Lilith thinks it's soooooo cliche.
She tends to keep to herself, for the most part. Lilith does love to bother the other members, flirts with them and teases them every now and then. The job she took up in Ember Grove bothered some of the clan and questioned her, but she has been able to bring in more humans for the bloody piggy bank than most have- so she has been left alone for now. Besides, Lilith dances for a fucking living. Like, how awesome is that? She loves to lure in the men that try her too much and just munch on their little necks.
◈ C l a n
Viet Et Mort
◈ P u r e b l o o d ?
Yes
◈ M i s c .
◈ Lilith's bunny, Peaches, loves raspberries.
Viet Et Mort
◈ P u r e b l o o d ?
Yes
◈ M i s c .
◈ Lilith's bunny, Peaches, loves raspberries.
GM
Took me a bit, but here we are◈ The vampire that will steel your girl. ◈
◈ L o o k s
◈ R e l a t i o n s◈ Sexuality: Bisexual - prefers women
◈ Relationship Status: single and will steal your girl
◈ Family Status: kicking and turning somewhere in Italy
◈ Pets: bunny rabbit name Peaches
◈ Open to friends from 1 to 10?: 10
◈ Open to romance from 1 to 10?: 9
◈ S k i l l s
◈ Dancing / Poledancing
◈ Almost endless stamina
◈ Flirting
◈ Acting / Lying
◈ Being sneaky
◈ D i s l i k e s◈ Party Poopers
◈ Stinky Warewolves
◈ Police
◈ Being Hungry
◈ Boring People
◈ Broken Humans
◈ Boring colors
◈ L i k e s◈ Playing with her food
◈ Partying
◈ Anything cute
◈ Pastel colors
◈ Girls
◈ Animals
◈ H o b b i e s◈ Art
◈ Dancing
◈ Hunting
◈ P e r s o n a l i t yClingy ◈ Talkative ◈ Charismatic ◈ Short Tempered ◈ Thick Skinned ◈ Impatient ◈ Caring ◈ Arrogant
Lilith was once a shy girl hidden from the outside world. Her father raised her to be a poised young woman with high expectations. She was to be a vampire princess who hunted humans for sport and was ruthless to werewolves and snacked on witches during the night. Instead, Lilith grew up to be a rebellious young vampire with a knack of dancing and partying late in the morning.
Lilith is very much an extrovert who care very little about other people's opinions or views on her. She's a very honest and rather blunt person that can come off as abrasive. Her offhand comments and an ever-present smile can make people feel put off by her. Despite that, Lilith always tries to strike a conversation with people about anything and everything. No one is off-limits to her, not even hunters who are ready to kill her can escape her chattering.
Rebellious by nature, Lilith has always challenged the cliche and stereotypes of vampires. With colorful clothes, pink hair, and an unusual job, she had gained the reputation of being almost human-like-- which she doesn't mind. She often challenges her clas's views by socializing with werewolves and dancing for them in the club. She gets a kick from doing things others would disagree with her.◈ H i s t o r y
Born in Rome, Italy, to the leaders of the Rosa Dorata Clan, she was sheltered all of her life. Her mother died just a year later by the hands of the Cacciatrici- a group of women werewolves who hunt vampires. They had been targetting Lilith's mother for years and finally killed her just before Lilith's first birthday. Her father had been devasted by the death of his wife, leading him to be overprotective and possessive of his only daughter. Her older brothers, Antonio and Matteo were already old and had lives of their own outside of Italy so it was only her and her father.
Growing up, Lilith was raised to be the perfect vampire princess. She had the best education from other younger vampires in her clan. Private tutors, special nannies, and personal saves that she could snack on whenever she pleased. Her father always had the latest fashion of her and anything she could ever want- but she was restricted to only the tower she had been born in. Ever since the murder of Lilith's mother her father trapped her in the tower. Under lock and surveillance, she was never allowed to leave.
Unfortunately for her father, Lilith had a gift for being sneaky. She was always able to sneak past the guards after lock picking the various locks on the windows. She would either sneak by climbing out of a window or silently sneaking past the guards posted outside of the tower. She'd usually escape to the universities around Rome to mingle with humans, she joined groups and protests- challenged the authority by day and returned to her tower by night. It kept going like that well into the 80s until she was discovered sneaking back in by her father.
She spent the next ten years locked and confined to one room with only her tutors, slaves, and her father being visitors. It took Lilith ten years to escape one last time. She ran for days until the hunger wasn't bearable anymore. Until her mind couldn't tell what was real or not. By that stage of hunger, Lilith had made her way up the Netherlands and hadn't stopped running until now.
After finding a new clan, Lilith slowly recovered. It only took her father a few months to find her. With the help of Orsa- a lover from her old clan, helped her escape to the states under a different surname. She found her way into the Viet Et Mort, where food was easily available and had a rather quiet way of living, aside from the whole human farm- which Lilith thinks it's soooooo cliche.
She tends to keep to herself, for the most part. Lilith does love to bother the other members, flirts with them and teases them every now and then. The job she took up in Ember Grove bothered some of the clan and questioned her, but she has been able to bring in more humans for the bloody piggy bank than most have- so she has been left alone for now. Besides, Lilith dances for a fucking living. Like, how awesome is that? She loves to lure in the men that try her too much and just munch on their little necks.◈ C l a n
Viet Et Mort
◈ P u r e b l o o d ?
Yes
◈ M i s c .
◈ Lilith's bunny, Peaches, loves raspberries.
I LOVE her so much. SUPER ACCEPTED.
Manzanilla 🌿✨🍵
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Just gonna drop this here, because why not? c:
◈ P e r s o n a l i t y
Creative, friendly and dumb by nature, Cyler loves to take pictures and be a cute little cinnamonroll. Seriously, he wouldn't hurt a fly if he could. Cyler cares too much about people to feed on them, often realying on blood bags. He even tries to hide disguise the blood in coffee cups so he won't have to see it since he's still trying to cope with the idea that he's a vampire.
He doesn't let it get to him, of course. Cyler is grateful to be alive, or half alive. He's a resilient man who tries to see the positive to everything no matter how bad the situation is. He knows how the world works, but that doesn't mean it should be so harsh and fucked up. With a bit of sugar sprinkled her and there, Cyler tries to make everything better for others.
While he tries his best to do what he can for people, Cyler can be dense sometimes. His inability to read people and situations can make for awkward situations that only make it worse by his nature to point things out. Someone help this man.
◈ A walking question mark. ◈
◈ L o o k s ◈ DoB: November 17, 1990 ◈ Height: 6 feet 5 inches ◈ Weight: 187 lbs ◈ Skin: Smooth Copper Complextion ◈ Eyes: Dark Brown ◈ Markings: N/A ◈ R e l a t i o n s ◈ Sexuality: Homosexual ◈ Relationship Status: Single ◈ Family Status: Deceased ◈ Pets: N/As ◈ Open to friends from 1 to 10?: 9 ◈ Open to romance from 1 to 10?: 7 ◈ S k i l l s ◈ Photography ◈ Hunting ◈ Baking ◈ Being a cute mf ◈ Being fucking oblivious ◈ Fighting - Self-defense | ◈ D i s l i k e s ◈ Pure Bloods ◈ Hunters ◈ Werewolves ◈ Heat ◈ Loud Sounds ◈ Peppermint ◈ L i k e s ◈ Hip-hop ◈ Nature ◈ Vintage Cameras ◈ Plasma > Blood ◈ Tall Guys ◈ Warlocks ◈ H o b b i e s ◈ Photography ◈ Reading ◈ Hunting - traditional (animals) ◈ Training to fight |
◈ P e r s o n a l i t y
Polite ◈ Friendly ◈ Gentle ◈ Oblivious ◈ Clumsy ◈ Kind ◈ Awkward ◈ Soft
Creative, friendly and dumb by nature, Cyler loves to take pictures and be a cute little cinnamonroll. Seriously, he wouldn't hurt a fly if he could. Cyler cares too much about people to feed on them, often realying on blood bags. He even tries to hide disguise the blood in coffee cups so he won't have to see it since he's still trying to cope with the idea that he's a vampire.
He doesn't let it get to him, of course. Cyler is grateful to be alive, or half alive. He's a resilient man who tries to see the positive to everything no matter how bad the situation is. He knows how the world works, but that doesn't mean it should be so harsh and fucked up. With a bit of sugar sprinkled her and there, Cyler tries to make everything better for others.
While he tries his best to do what he can for people, Cyler can be dense sometimes. His inability to read people and situations can make for awkward situations that only make it worse by his nature to point things out. Someone help this man.
◈ H i s t o r y
Born in Los Angeles, California, Cyler grew up with a single mother and four other siblings. His mother did her best to provide for them while working two jobs and finishing nursing school. He was practically raised by his grandmother and his older sister, Kath. Being the youngest of his siblings, he always got hand-me-downs. Cyler never cared about it. He was happy where he was. He loved his momma and his granny, and even his annoying older brother Ty.
Living in the projects wasn't easy. There was always something going on around them; cops were often called, and you'd see the usual squirrel running off with a mysterious baggy in its mouth. In school, Cyler was barely passing his classes with Cs. He managed to graduate high school a year late due to the fact he had been held back a year for not passing math.
Cyler started working straight out of high school to help him momma and his new baby sister while the rest of his siblings started their own lives. Despite the struggles he had endured during his childhood, Cyler managed to get a job at a photo studio. It paid well enough to help his family and have a little extra for himself. It was there where he found his passion for photography- and the man who he would madly fall in love with. Though, it took him months to realize because of how dense and oblivious Cyler is.
His sexuality had never been a problem for his family. His uncle was gay, too, paving the way for Cyler to be accepted by his family quickly. Luckily, the man he has fallen for had felt the same. They began dating and after four years of working in the same studio, moving in together close to his mother's place, they married in an unofficial wedding- since same-sex marriage was not yet recognized. It was all going like a dream, a happy dream! Until disaster struck.
Cyler had been staying with his mother and his sister, taking care of her since she had fallen sick when they attacked. It was during the middle of the night when the door was broken down by a woman in black clothes. Her mouth was bloodied- all of her was. She attacked Cyler first when he tried to stop her, but she was too strong. She bit him, drank, and drank until he felt the world fade. Then it was his mother and sister, he could hear them screaming from his spot on the floor, but he couldn't do anything to stop the madwoman.
Next thing he knew, Cyler was laying in a plush bed, his throat burning and his head aching. A man stood over him, watching him as Cyler struggled to get up. The man, Lukas, explained to him that he had been hunting the woman- a vampire- and had stumbled on Cyler while tracking him. He was barely alive when Lukas got to him and turned him, wanting another subject, wanting to add to his little "clan." Lukas gave him the option to leave after he had been trained, and Cyler left. He couldn't be around the man who had forced him to live instead of dying. He didn't return to his husband either, afraid that he would hate him for being turned. All of it seemed like a nightmare- even when he fed on humans.
Cyler kept moving throughout the country until he found himself in Ember Grove and joined the Báthory Clan. They were like him- they understood him. So he stayed, hoping to find something in this town. Slowly he began to feel more like his olf self the more he spent time in the town. He got a job in a photo studio, like before, and began to take photos again. First of nature, then of people and things. Maybe he could be like the old Cyler, maybe.
Born in Los Angeles, California, Cyler grew up with a single mother and four other siblings. His mother did her best to provide for them while working two jobs and finishing nursing school. He was practically raised by his grandmother and his older sister, Kath. Being the youngest of his siblings, he always got hand-me-downs. Cyler never cared about it. He was happy where he was. He loved his momma and his granny, and even his annoying older brother Ty.
Living in the projects wasn't easy. There was always something going on around them; cops were often called, and you'd see the usual squirrel running off with a mysterious baggy in its mouth. In school, Cyler was barely passing his classes with Cs. He managed to graduate high school a year late due to the fact he had been held back a year for not passing math.
Cyler started working straight out of high school to help him momma and his new baby sister while the rest of his siblings started their own lives. Despite the struggles he had endured during his childhood, Cyler managed to get a job at a photo studio. It paid well enough to help his family and have a little extra for himself. It was there where he found his passion for photography- and the man who he would madly fall in love with. Though, it took him months to realize because of how dense and oblivious Cyler is.
His sexuality had never been a problem for his family. His uncle was gay, too, paving the way for Cyler to be accepted by his family quickly. Luckily, the man he has fallen for had felt the same. They began dating and after four years of working in the same studio, moving in together close to his mother's place, they married in an unofficial wedding- since same-sex marriage was not yet recognized. It was all going like a dream, a happy dream! Until disaster struck.
Cyler had been staying with his mother and his sister, taking care of her since she had fallen sick when they attacked. It was during the middle of the night when the door was broken down by a woman in black clothes. Her mouth was bloodied- all of her was. She attacked Cyler first when he tried to stop her, but she was too strong. She bit him, drank, and drank until he felt the world fade. Then it was his mother and sister, he could hear them screaming from his spot on the floor, but he couldn't do anything to stop the madwoman.
Next thing he knew, Cyler was laying in a plush bed, his throat burning and his head aching. A man stood over him, watching him as Cyler struggled to get up. The man, Lukas, explained to him that he had been hunting the woman- a vampire- and had stumbled on Cyler while tracking him. He was barely alive when Lukas got to him and turned him, wanting another subject, wanting to add to his little "clan." Lukas gave him the option to leave after he had been trained, and Cyler left. He couldn't be around the man who had forced him to live instead of dying. He didn't return to his husband either, afraid that he would hate him for being turned. All of it seemed like a nightmare- even when he fed on humans.
Cyler kept moving throughout the country until he found himself in Ember Grove and joined the Báthory Clan. They were like him- they understood him. So he stayed, hoping to find something in this town. Slowly he began to feel more like his olf self the more he spent time in the town. He got a job in a photo studio, like before, and began to take photos again. First of nature, then of people and things. Maybe he could be like the old Cyler, maybe.
◈ C l a n
Báthory Clan
◈ P u r e b l o o d ?
No
◈ C l a n
◈ Loves to go swimming during the night.
◈ Takes his camera everywhere he goes.
◈ Walking meme vault.
◈ Calls people over 100 boomers.
Báthory Clan
◈ P u r e b l o o d ?
No
◈ C l a n
◈ Loves to go swimming during the night.
◈ Takes his camera everywhere he goes.
◈ Walking meme vault.
◈ Calls people over 100 boomers.
GM
Just gonna drop this here, because why not? c:◈ A walking question mark. ◈
◈ L o o k s ◈ DoB: November 17, 1990
◈ Height: 6 feet 5 inches
◈ Weight: 187 lbs
◈ Skin: Smooth Copper Complextion
◈ Eyes: Dark Brown
◈ Markings: N/A
◈ R e l a t i o n s◈ Sexuality: Homosexual
◈ Relationship Status: Single
◈ Family Status: Deceased
◈ Pets: N/As
◈ Open to friends from 1 to 10?: 9
◈ Open to romance from 1 to 10?: 7
◈ S k i l l s◈ Photography
◈ Hunting
◈ Baking
◈ Being a cute mf
◈ Being fucking oblivious
◈ Fighting - Self-defense◈ D i s l i k e s ◈ Pure Bloods
◈ Hunters
◈ Werewolves
◈ Heat
◈ Loud Sounds
◈ Peppermint
◈ L i k e s◈ Hip-hop
◈ Nature
◈ Vintage Cameras
◈ Plasma > Blood
◈ Tall Guys
◈ Warlocks
◈ H o b b i e s◈ Photography
◈ Reading
◈ Hunting - traditional (animals)
◈ Training to fight
◈ P e r s o n a l i t yPolite ◈ Friendly ◈ Gentle ◈ Oblivious ◈ Clumsy ◈ Kind ◈ Awkward ◈ Soft
Creative, friendly and dumb by nature, Cyler loves to take pictures and be a cute little cinnamonroll. Seriously, he wouldn't hurt a fly if he could. Cyler cares too much about people to feed on them, often realying on blood bags. He even tries to hide disguise the blood in coffee cups so he won't have to see it since he's still trying to cope with the idea that he's a vampire.
He doesn't let it get to him, of course. Cyler is grateful to be alive, or half alive. He's a resilient man who tries to see the positive to everything no matter how bad the situation is. He knows how the world works, but that doesn't mean it should be so harsh and fucked up. With a bit of sugar sprinkled her and there, Cyler tries to make everything better for others.
While he tries his best to do what he can for people, Cyler can be dense sometimes. His inability to read people and situations can make for awkward situations that only make it worse by his nature to point things out. Someone help this man.◈ H i s t o r y
Born in Los Angeles, California, Cyler grew up with a single mother and four other siblings. His mother did her best to provide for them while working two jobs and finishing nursing school. He was practically raised by his grandmother and his older sister, Kath. Being the youngest of his siblings, he always got hand-me-downs. Cyler never cared about it. He was happy where he was. He loved his momma and his granny, and even his annoying older brother Ty.
Living in the projects wasn't easy. There was always something going on around them; cops were often called, and you'd see the usual squirrel running off with a mysterious baggy in its mouth. In school, Cyler was barely passing his classes with Cs. He managed to graduate high school a year late due to the fact he had been held back a year for not passing math.
Cyler started working straight out of high school to help him momma and his new baby sister while the rest of his siblings started their own lives. Despite the struggles he had endured during his childhood, Cyler managed to get a job at a photo studio. It paid well enough to help his family and have a little extra for himself. It was there where he found his passion for photography- and the man who he would madly fall in love with. Though, it took him months to realize because of how dense and oblivious Cyler is.
His sexuality had never been a problem for his family. His uncle was gay, too, paving the way for Cyler to be accepted by his family quickly. Luckily, the man he has fallen for had felt the same. They began dating and after four years of working in the same studio, moving in together close to his mother's place, they married in an unofficial wedding- since same-sex marriage was not yet recognized. It was all going like a dream, a happy dream! Until disaster struck.
Cyler had been staying with his mother and his sister, taking care of her since she had fallen sick when they attacked. It was during the middle of the night when the door was broken down by a woman in black clothes. Her mouth was bloodied- all of her was. She attacked Cyler first when he tried to stop her, but she was too strong. She bit him, drank, and drank until he felt the world fade. Then it was his mother and sister, he could hear them screaming from his spot on the floor, but he couldn't do anything to stop the madwoman.
Next thing he knew, Cyler was laying in a plush bed, his throat burning and his head aching. A man stood over him, watching him as Cyler struggled to get up. The man, Lukas, explained to him that he had been hunting the woman- a vampire- and had stumbled on Cyler while tracking him. He was barely alive when Lukas got to him and turned him, wanting another subject, wanting to add to his little "clan." Lukas gave him the option to leave after he had been trained, and Cyler left. He couldn't be around the man who had forced him to live instead of dying. He didn't return to his husband either, afraid that he would hate him for being turned. All of it seemed like a nightmare- even when he fed on humans.
Cyler kept moving throughout the country until he found himself in Ember Grove and joined the Báthory Clan. They were like him- they understood him. So he stayed, hoping to find something in this town. Slowly he began to feel more like his olf self the more he spent time in the town. He got a job in a photo studio, like before, and began to take photos again. First of nature, then of people and things. Maybe he could be like the old Cyler, maybe.◈ C l a n
Báthory Clan
◈ P u r e b l o o d ?
No
◈ C l a n
◈ Loves to go swimming during the night.
◈ Takes his camera everywhere he goes.
◈ Walking meme vault.
◈ Calls people over 100 boomers.
This softie is approved by me!
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I don’t know how many wolves we can get to join it and it is a bit similar to the pack that’s there with the whole finding lost wolves thing but I can see how it could be different since it’s a gang and he’s more self centered. If you can elaborate and make it maybe more radical or differentiate it I’d be willing possibly, but it would be more preferable to join Vagus Lupi. Can you give some more details ?
I get your point. I'm struggling a bit with making it both diffientiate enough while keeping it attractive for other players. Vagus Lupi is pretty broadly defined as far as its goals go and based on the character sheets I have my doubts that other wolf players might be interested in something more radical (think of a hyper aggressive organisation or werewolf supremacists). I feel that the gang type struggles with diffirentiation to much. In essence it with be similair with the addition of selling drugs and harrasing the local shop owners out of their earnings. So I just going to listen to your advice and make a character that is capable of joing Vagus Lupi.
Finn
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》B a s i c s
Full name: Finn Cooper
Age: 19
Date of Birth: July 2nd
Gender: Male
Where are you from?: New York
》A p p e a r a n c e
Height: 5.75 feet
Weight: 76 kg
Hair Color: Blond
Skin Color: Caucasian
Eye Color: Brown
Build: Fairly muscled
Tattoos, Piercings, etc skin markings: None
Detail your werewolf form:
In his werewolf form Finn is slightly larger, growing to roughly 6 ft while retaining his muscled build. His body is covered in grey fur while Finn’s eyes glow yellow.
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》R e l a t i o n s h i p s
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Any pre-determined friends?: No
Siblings' Status: One elder brother, Mike
Parents' Status: Both alive and living in New York
Pets: No.
How open is your character to friends from 1 to 10?: 10
How open is your character to romance from 1 to 10?: 8
》I n t e r e s t s
Likes:
✡ Martial Arts
✡ Making new friends
✡ Well grilled meat
Dislikes:
✡ Silver
✡ Hunters
✡ Poorly prepared meat
Hobbies:
✡ Working out
✡ Watching old action flicks, he’s a huge fan of Van Damme.
✡ Reading comics
Skills:
✡ Finn is an upcoming professional kickboxer. He recently signed a contract with Glory.
✡ Lockpicking
✡ Photographic memory
✡ Solid chess player
Additional Picture/Quote/etc Optional
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》P e r s o n a l i t y
✡ Confided ✡ disciplined ✡ Humorous ✡ Social ✡ Desire to prove himself ✡ Energetic
Finn used to be a trouble maker when he was younger. Often hanging out with friends, pissing people off and doing petty crimes for the thrill of it. He mostly went through life without a real purpose and could not really let his energy out in any productive and positive way.
However it all changed when he started kickboxing. It was at the gym where Finn learned to use his energy in a productive way. Here he could let it all out in a safe environment and found a purpose. In the gym Finn learned the value of patience and discipline.
》H i s t o r y
Finn was born as the youngest of two brothers in New York into a family of werewolves. Where Finn’s elder brother was a quiet and introverted young man, Finn was a chaotic ball of uncontrolled energy that bounced constantly around the neighborhood causing all kinds of trouble for no apparent reason other than his own entertainment. The only reason that the young Finn did not take a wrong turn was due to his elder brother Mike. The two brothers shared a strange relationship.
Mike was the complete opposite of his younger brother. He was quiet, introverted, organized and smart. And yet in a strange way he could get perfectly along with his energetic younger brother. In his own way he looked out for Finn. When Finn would get into trouble, Mike was always there to bail him out. Always telling his younger brother to stay out of trouble while knowing that he would never listen to that advice.
When Finn was arrested 5 years ago because he beat up some local kid, it was once again his elder brother Mike who came to pick him up from the police station. Expecting another talk about how he should behave and stay out of trouble while driving home. However Mike had other plans this time. He didn’t drive home but rather dropped his younger brother off at the local gym and dragged the protesting Finn inside, walked up to one of the coaches and simply said “My brother loves to fight, throw him in the ring so that he can let his energy out.” And that is what they did. After getting home all black and blue Mike expected that his younger brother would never return to the gym. However during the family dinner Finn simply stated that he would return tomorrow to kick the guys ass who used him as a punching bag. Finn started his kickbox training.
Under the tutelage of coach Grayham Wolfe Finn quickly picked up the techniques but struggled with the discipline to follow a game plan for matches. None the less his coach recognized the young man’s talent for the sport. But still Finn’s lack of discipline proved to stand in the way of a true breakthrough. Finn needed something else to train his mind to focus, to analyze and follow a plan in order to become truly great. After losing an important local match that was viewed by a lot of promotors Mike once more stepped in.
After his next training session Finn saw how Mike entered the gym with a chess board under his arm. His elder brother only spoke one word “Play”. Over the course of several months Mike learned his younger brother how to play chess and it became a regular part of Finn’s training regime. It was through the game of chess Finn learned valuable skills such as to analyze an opponent, patience and how to implement and follow strategy. Useful skills he brought back to the ring and soon became a contender for a professional career. It was all thanks to his elder Brother Mike.
Needless to say that Finn was devasted when Mike told him that he would leave New York in order to study history at the Ember Grove University. Even when separated by such a distance, Finn continued the path his elder brother had pushed him on and pursued a professional career in kickboxing while frequently having contact with his brother by phone. When Mike called 4 weeks ago that he had signed a contract with a professional kickboxing organization Mike didn’t answer. Even a few days later Finn’s elder brother hadn’t called back. Over the course of the next 4 weeks Finn frantically tried to get in touch with his brother but never got any response.
Worried that something had happened to Mike Finn inquired with his father, the leader of the Cooper pack if he had heard anything from his elder brother. The Alpha responded negatively. He simply said that if you leave the pack’s territory you leave the pack and whatever happens is no longer my concern. Angered with his father’s response Finn packed his bags and left the family house. Mike always looked out for him and now it was Finn’s turn to do the same. He started his car and Ember Grove was his destination.
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》P a c k
Finn left the Cooper pack in order to search for his brother. He is currently packless.
》P u r e b l o o d?
Finn was born into a family of werewolfs and thus is a pure blood
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I get your point. I'm struggling a bit with making it both diffientiate enough while keeping it attractive for other players. Vagus Lupi is pretty broadly defined as far as its goals go and based on the character sheets I have my doubts that other wolf players might be interested in something more radical (think of a hyper aggressive organisation or werewolf supremacists). I feel that the gang type struggles with diffirentiation to much. In essence it with be similair with the addition of selling drugs and harrasing the local shop owners out of their earnings. So I just going to listen to your advice and make a character that is capable of joing Vagus Lupi.Finn
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》B a s i c s
Full name: Finn Cooper
Age: 19
Date of Birth: July 2nd
Gender: Male
Where are you from?: New York
》A p p e a r a n c e
Height: 5.75 feet
Weight: 76 kg
Hair Color: Blond
Skin Color: Caucasian
Eye Color: Brown
Build: Fairly muscled
Tattoos, Piercings, etc skin markings: None
Detail your werewolf form:
In his werewolf form Finn is slightly larger, growing to roughly 6 ft while retaining his muscled build. His body is covered in grey fur while Finn’s eyes glow yellow.
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》R e l a t i o n s h i p s
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Any pre-determined friends?: No
Siblings' Status: One elder brother, Mike
Parents' Status: Both alive and living in New York
Pets: No.
How open is your character to friends from 1 to 10?: 10
How open is your character to romance from 1 to 10?: 8
》I n t e r e s t s
Likes:
✡ Martial Arts
✡ Making new friends
✡ Well grilled meat
Dislikes:
✡ Silver
✡ Hunters
✡ Poorly prepared meat
Hobbies:
✡ Working out
✡ Watching old action flicks, he’s a huge fan of Van Damme.
✡ Reading comics
Skills:
✡ Finn is an upcoming professional kickboxer. He recently signed a contract with Glory.
✡ Lockpicking
✡ Photographic memory
✡ Solid chess player
Additional Picture/Quote/etc Optional
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》P e r s o n a l i t y
✡ Confided ✡ disciplined ✡ Humorous ✡ Social ✡ Desire to prove himself ✡ Energetic
Finn used to be a trouble maker when he was younger. Often hanging out with friends, pissing people off and doing petty crimes for the thrill of it. He mostly went through life without a real purpose and could not really let his energy out in any productive and positive way.
However it all changed when he started kickboxing. It was at the gym where Finn learned to use his energy in a productive way. Here he could let it all out in a safe environment and found a purpose. In the gym Finn learned the value of patience and discipline.
》H i s t o r y
Finn was born as the youngest of two brothers in New York into a family of werewolves. Where Finn’s elder brother was a quiet and introverted young man, Finn was a chaotic ball of uncontrolled energy that bounced constantly around the neighborhood causing all kinds of trouble for no apparent reason other than his own entertainment. The only reason that the young Finn did not take a wrong turn was due to his elder brother Mike. The two brothers shared a strange relationship.
Mike was the complete opposite of his younger brother. He was quiet, introverted, organized and smart. And yet in a strange way he could get perfectly along with his energetic younger brother. In his own way he looked out for Finn. When Finn would get into trouble, Mike was always there to bail him out. Always telling his younger brother to stay out of trouble while knowing that he would never listen to that advice.
When Finn was arrested 5 years ago because he beat up some local kid, it was once again his elder brother Mike who came to pick him up from the police station. Expecting another talk about how he should behave and stay out of trouble while driving home. However Mike had other plans this time. He didn’t drive home but rather dropped his younger brother off at the local gym and dragged the protesting Finn inside, walked up to one of the coaches and simply said “My brother loves to fight, throw him in the ring so that he can let his energy out.” And that is what they did. After getting home all black and blue Mike expected that his younger brother would never return to the gym. However during the family dinner Finn simply stated that he would return tomorrow to kick the guys ass who used him as a punching bag. Finn started his kickbox training.
Under the tutelage of coach Grayham Wolfe Finn quickly picked up the techniques but struggled with the discipline to follow a game plan for matches. None the less his coach recognized the young man’s talent for the sport. But still Finn’s lack of discipline proved to stand in the way of a true breakthrough. Finn needed something else to train his mind to focus, to analyze and follow a plan in order to become truly great. After losing an important local match that was viewed by a lot of promotors Mike once more stepped in.
After his next training session Finn saw how Mike entered the gym with a chess board under his arm. His elder brother only spoke one word “Play”. Over the course of several months Mike learned his younger brother how to play chess and it became a regular part of Finn’s training regime. It was through the game of chess Finn learned valuable skills such as to analyze an opponent, patience and how to implement and follow strategy. Useful skills he brought back to the ring and soon became a contender for a professional career. It was all thanks to his elder Brother Mike.
Needless to say that Finn was devasted when Mike told him that he would leave New York in order to study history at the Ember Grove University. Even when separated by such a distance, Finn continued the path his elder brother had pushed him on and pursued a professional career in kickboxing while frequently having contact with his brother by phone. When Mike called 4 weeks ago that he had signed a contract with a professional kickboxing organization Mike didn’t answer. Even a few days later Finn’s elder brother hadn’t called back. Over the course of the next 4 weeks Finn frantically tried to get in touch with his brother but never got any response.
Worried that something had happened to Mike Finn inquired with his father, the leader of the Cooper pack if he had heard anything from his elder brother. The Alpha responded negatively. He simply said that if you leave the pack’s territory you leave the pack and whatever happens is no longer my concern. Angered with his father’s response Finn packed his bags and left the family house. Mike always looked out for him and now it was Finn’s turn to do the same. He started his car and Ember Grove was his destination.
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》P a c k
Finn left the Cooper pack in order to search for his brother. He is currently packless.
》P u r e b l o o d?
Finn was born into a family of werewolfs and thus is a pure blood
Hey sooooo... weird question. Would you mind if I make Mike or are you thinking of creating him yourself? Im probably gonna make my Hunter an NPC since I don't think I like that style of RP when I think it through and that opens up a spot in my roster.
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Hey sooooo... weird question. Would you mind if I make Mike or are you thinking of creating him yourself? Im probably gonna make my Hunter an NPC since I don't think I like that style of RP when I think it through and that opens up a spot in my roster.
Never really thought about that option :D
The idea in my head was that he has dissapeared in Ember Grove and his younger brother came looking for him. i've not entirely set my mind on what has happened to him. proberbly abducted by a group of hunters or something along those lines. But if you have an idea feel free to work it out and then we can have a look at it and see what kind of stories we can come up with :)
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I get your point. I'm struggling a bit with making it both diffientiate enough while keeping it attractive for other players. Vagus Lupi is pretty broadly defined as far as its goals go and based on the character sheets I have my doubts that other wolf players might be interested in something more radical (think of a hyper aggressive organisation or werewolf supremacists). I feel that the gang type struggles with diffirentiation to much. In essence it with be similair with the addition of selling drugs and harrasing the local shop owners out of their earnings. So I just going to listen to your advice and make a character that is capable of joing Vagus Lupi.Finn
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》B a s i c s
Full name: Finn Cooper
Age: 19
Date of Birth: July 2nd
Gender: Male
Where are you from?: New York
》A p p e a r a n c e
Height: 5.75 feet
Weight: 76 kg
Hair Color: Blond
Skin Color: Caucasian
Eye Color: Brown
Build: Fairly muscled
Tattoos, Piercings, etc skin markings: None
Detail your werewolf form:
In his werewolf form Finn is slightly larger, growing to roughly 6 ft while retaining his muscled build. His body is covered in grey fur while Finn’s eyes glow yellow.
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》R e l a t i o n s h i p s
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Any pre-determined friends?: No
Siblings' Status: One elder brother, Mike
Parents' Status: Both alive and living in New York
Pets: No.
How open is your character to friends from 1 to 10?: 10
How open is your character to romance from 1 to 10?: 8
》I n t e r e s t s
Likes:
✡ Martial Arts
✡ Making new friends
✡ Well grilled meat
Dislikes:
✡ Silver
✡ Hunters
✡ Poorly prepared meat
Hobbies:
✡ Working out
✡ Watching old action flicks, he’s a huge fan of Van Damme.
✡ Reading comics
Skills:
✡ Finn is an upcoming professional kickboxer. He recently signed a contract with Glory.
✡ Lockpicking
✡ Photographic memory
✡ Solid chess player
Additional Picture/Quote/etc Optional
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》P e r s o n a l i t y
✡ Confided ✡ disciplined ✡ Humorous ✡ Social ✡ Desire to prove himself ✡ Energetic
Finn used to be a trouble maker when he was younger. Often hanging out with friends, pissing people off and doing petty crimes for the thrill of it. He mostly went through life without a real purpose and could not really let his energy out in any productive and positive way.
However it all changed when he started kickboxing. It was at the gym where Finn learned to use his energy in a productive way. Here he could let it all out in a safe environment and found a purpose. In the gym Finn learned the value of patience and discipline.
》H i s t o r y
Finn was born as the youngest of two brothers in New York into a family of werewolves. Where Finn’s elder brother was a quiet and introverted young man, Finn was a chaotic ball of uncontrolled energy that bounced constantly around the neighborhood causing all kinds of trouble for no apparent reason other than his own entertainment. The only reason that the young Finn did not take a wrong turn was due to his elder brother Mike. The two brothers shared a strange relationship.
Mike was the complete opposite of his younger brother. He was quiet, introverted, organized and smart. And yet in a strange way he could get perfectly along with his energetic younger brother. In his own way he looked out for Finn. When Finn would get into trouble, Mike was always there to bail him out. Always telling his younger brother to stay out of trouble while knowing that he would never listen to that advice.
When Finn was arrested 5 years ago because he beat up some local kid, it was once again his elder brother Mike who came to pick him up from the police station. Expecting another talk about how he should behave and stay out of trouble while driving home. However Mike had other plans this time. He didn’t drive home but rather dropped his younger brother off at the local gym and dragged the protesting Finn inside, walked up to one of the coaches and simply said “My brother loves to fight, throw him in the ring so that he can let his energy out.” And that is what they did. After getting home all black and blue Mike expected that his younger brother would never return to the gym. However during the family dinner Finn simply stated that he would return tomorrow to kick the guys ass who used him as a punching bag. Finn started his kickbox training.
Under the tutelage of coach Grayham Wolfe Finn quickly picked up the techniques but struggled with the discipline to follow a game plan for matches. None the less his coach recognized the young man’s talent for the sport. But still Finn’s lack of discipline proved to stand in the way of a true breakthrough. Finn needed something else to train his mind to focus, to analyze and follow a plan in order to become truly great. After losing an important local match that was viewed by a lot of promotors Mike once more stepped in.
After his next training session Finn saw how Mike entered the gym with a chess board under his arm. His elder brother only spoke one word “Play”. Over the course of several months Mike learned his younger brother how to play chess and it became a regular part of Finn’s training regime. It was through the game of chess Finn learned valuable skills such as to analyze an opponent, patience and how to implement and follow strategy. Useful skills he brought back to the ring and soon became a contender for a professional career. It was all thanks to his elder Brother Mike.
Needless to say that Finn was devasted when Mike told him that he would leave New York in order to study history at the Ember Grove University. Even when separated by such a distance, Finn continued the path his elder brother had pushed him on and pursued a professional career in kickboxing while frequently having contact with his brother by phone. When Mike called 4 weeks ago that he had signed a contract with a professional kickboxing organization Mike didn’t answer. Even a few days later Finn’s elder brother hadn’t called back. Over the course of the next 4 weeks Finn frantically tried to get in touch with his brother but never got any response.
Worried that something had happened to Mike Finn inquired with his father, the leader of the Cooper pack if he had heard anything from his elder brother. The Alpha responded negatively. He simply said that if you leave the pack’s territory you leave the pack and whatever happens is no longer my concern. Angered with his father’s response Finn packed his bags and left the family house. Mike always looked out for him and now it was Finn’s turn to do the same. He started his car and Ember Grove was his destination.
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》P a c k
Finn left the Cooper pack in order to search for his brother. He is currently packless.
》P u r e b l o o d?
Finn was born into a family of werewolfs and thus is a pure blood
Eyy another character from new York. My hunter is from New York as well :P
His pic looks like he'd be pretty skinny haha
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Eyy another character from new York. My hunter is from New York as well :P
His pic looks like he'd be pretty skinny haha
If your hunter from New York then he might be aware of Finn's existance. If he's into martial arts that is. Then he might have seen him fight once or twice but I'll leave that up to you ^^
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An NPC for Noah's arc...
Full name: Celeste d'Angoulême
Age:260, appears 30
Personality Traits: Elegant, charming, hedonistic, cunning, manipulative, and callous.
Brief Description: Celeste is a vampire with a taste for the finer things in life and a willingness to embrace all sorts of hedonistic pleasures. The elegance and charm she excludes is a mask for the monster within; a bloodthirsty vampire who seems to feed off pain just as much as blood itself. Having had centuries to learn, Celeste is intelligent, with high interest in subjects such as physiology and philosophy. Knowledge that she uses to refine her ability to manipulate and torture. At her core resides a deep hatred of humanity and those who posses it, and tormenting those she sees as lesser has become one her greatest pleasures. As a vampire she relies on her cunning and superb ability to manipulate others to achieve her goals. An appreciation for all things beautiful she has taken to creating her own works of art; perfect monsters. Breaking down seemingly noble humans and reforming them into savage killers, devoid of humanity, and under her thrall.
Role:Member of Vie et Mort, who provides not only a great of expertise in torture but a mind for finances as well. She and many of her vampiric underlings run several large charities around the world, money which is then funneled to Vie et Mort. Celeste considers this one of her finest creations, finding it deliciously entertaining to fund humanity’s undoing by scamming humans and calling it charity.
Full name: Celeste d'Angoulême
Age:260, appears 30
Personality Traits: Elegant, charming, hedonistic, cunning, manipulative, and callous.
Brief Description: Celeste is a vampire with a taste for the finer things in life and a willingness to embrace all sorts of hedonistic pleasures. The elegance and charm she excludes is a mask for the monster within; a bloodthirsty vampire who seems to feed off pain just as much as blood itself. Having had centuries to learn, Celeste is intelligent, with high interest in subjects such as physiology and philosophy. Knowledge that she uses to refine her ability to manipulate and torture. At her core resides a deep hatred of humanity and those who posses it, and tormenting those she sees as lesser has become one her greatest pleasures. As a vampire she relies on her cunning and superb ability to manipulate others to achieve her goals. An appreciation for all things beautiful she has taken to creating her own works of art; perfect monsters. Breaking down seemingly noble humans and reforming them into savage killers, devoid of humanity, and under her thrall.
Role:Member of Vie et Mort, who provides not only a great of expertise in torture but a mind for finances as well. She and many of her vampiric underlings run several large charities around the world, money which is then funneled to Vie et Mort. Celeste considers this one of her finest creations, finding it deliciously entertaining to fund humanity’s undoing by scamming humans and calling it charity.
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I'm out of town to celebrate christmas. I'll be posting ic again once i return.
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⚪B a s i c s
Full name: Cain Fourier
Age: 18
Date of Birth: January First
Gender: Male
Where are you from?: Ember Grove
⚪A p p e a r a n c e
Tall, skinny, and maybe a little flamboyant. Cain’s clothes are either formal, preppy, or some variation of hipster. His physique was never special, but even before becoming a vampire, he always had the look of a pretty boy. His medium length hair is usually left messy, sometimes covering his green eyes. Sometimes, he will wear a necklace purely for accentuation.
Height: 6’3”
Weight: 170lbs
Hair Color: Blonde
Hair Length: Medium
Skin Color: White
Eye Color: Green
⚪R e l a t i o n s h i p s
Even with creatures from another world, Cain is quite capable of holding his own in conversation. His friendship is limited merely by the second party’s willingness to be friends.
His current predicament hasn’t left any room for romance.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Any pre-determined friends?: ???
Siblings' Status: Ava Fourier lives with Cain. She is in good health, and unaware of any supernatural happenings.
Parents' Status: Maria and Abel Fourier are in Boston to seek treatment from one of their old allies. They have left Ava in Ember Grove so as not to disrupt her schooling, and Cain to look after her. Abel is in good health, but Maria’s condition is unstable due to an attack by a powerful vampire.
Pets: A family cat named Jonah. It comes and goes for days at a time.
How open is your character to friends from 1 to 10?: 10
How open is your character to romance from 1 to 10?: 1
Likes:
➲ Ava
➲ Night time
➲ 60s music
➲ Green tea
➲ Conversation
➲ Women
➲ Math
➲ Ava
➲ Night time
➲ 60s music
➲ Green tea
➲ Conversation
➲ Women
➲ Math
Dislikes:
➲ Violence (including blood drinking)
➲ Melodrama
➲ Responsibility
➲ Uncertainty
➲ Coffee
➲ Violence (including blood drinking)
➲ Melodrama
➲ Responsibility
➲ Uncertainty
➲ Coffee
Hobbies:
➲ Partying
➲ Drinking Games
➲ Puzzles
➲ Football
➲ Partying
➲ Drinking Games
➲ Puzzles
➲ Football
Skills:
➲ Networking
➲ Memorization
➲ Listening
➲ Salesmanship
➲ Confidence
➲ Networking
➲ Memorization
➲ Listening
➲ Salesmanship
➲ Confidence
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⚪P e r s o n a l i t y
Cain was almost too good at selling. Not just objects, anything. He could sell a CEO a beachfront property in Ohio, or he could sell a peer he met at a party on coming home with him for the night. Cain was just the kind of person that people tended to please.
While his charisma is undeniable, he sometimes acts with questionable purpose. Cain is beyond carefree, he’s blithe. Utter disregard is the only description for Cain’s attitude towards conflict. He does as he pleases, and that was that.
Despite this, Cain is mostly good natured. Rarely will he act in bad faith, and he cares deeply for friends and family -- especially his sister Ava. For the most part, his blithe attitude is simply because he’s rarely had to face true conflict in his life. Cain hasn’t been taught how devastating a poor decision could actually be.
While Cain himself makes mediocre life choices, he is quite observant and in particular can identify the causes of conflict for others. If he weren’t so juvenile and didn’t already have a job lined up, he may have made an excellent therapist.
Peers have often ascribed certain stereotypes about Cain in their minds due to his laid-back confidence. Sometimes they’ll think he’s harboring repressed feelings, while other times they’ll see him as someone who looks down on others. In reality, Cain is just whimsical and easily succumbs to his desires. By accepting and doing what he wants while having the means to do just about anything that’d encompass, Cain has avoided developing any nuanced complications like anxiety or depression and is largely going with the flow. Until he started working for his Father’s business and even then to some degree, Cain’s personal development was borderline stunted because he simply didn’t have anything to strive for.
⚪H i s t o r y
Of the great many things of questionable merit Cain has done throughout his eighteen years, becoming a vampire was perhaps the first thing he would face consequences for. Truly, as the rich, white, and infallible son of a businessman, Cain’s life was always cushioned with the soft pillow of wealth. Conundrums which opulence could not assuage simply didn’t exist in the world he lived in; it was only natural that Cain live a carefree life as long as he was in it, and expected that it should change were he dragged away.
His parents, Abel and Maria, were both hunters. They were fiercely protective of their Cain and his sister Ava, and they instilled rules upon them that seemed to make no sense. Ridiculous curfews, total ban on being left alone, check ins every hour when at their friends. These rules were insane, anybody could tell you that… until one understood Ember Grove’s true nature.
It would be wrong to say Cain was forcefully uprooted and placed into the hands of the supernatural, as his future had become intimately entangled with such at a very young age. Dad was a businessman -- a businessman who dealt in supernatural ware. In due time Cain would have assumed his progenitor’s mantle, and the true nature of the world was made known to him at ten years old.
Funnily, his Mother, Maria, was the only one who genuinely “hunted”. Maria was someone known as an out-group hunter, and participated in epic clashes with witches, vampires, and wolves. His Father was an in-group hunter who dealt in arms, munitions, and gear for out-group hunters. Even among the supernatural, Abel’s salesmanship was unique. It would be no distortion of the truth to say that he was one of the richest men in Ember Grove, where the vast majority of his wares were being sold. He was a contractor who managed a portion of the supplyside for Operation Humanity’s armory, but also worked alongside any organizations or individuals who needed to purchase items from the mundane world and bring them into the supernatural without arousing suspicion.
For Cain, his father’s wealth meant that almost any mistake could be washed away. He learned this early, and grew careless fast. His inhibitions became all but nonexistent, but there was only one rule that he never broke: never involve himself with the supernatural in Ember Grove until he joined his father’s business. While his parents were strict in some regard, they only cared that their children follow their stipulations to the same degree as most normal parents. When it came to the other side, they were unrelenting. Even mentioning the V or W words at the dinner table was enough to punish Cain -- something he’d otherwise never face.
There was little meaning to putting effort in school when Cain would simply inherit that put in by his dad. He played football for his school team, and was always quite popular -- being tall, confident, and athletic will do that. As he graduated and went to high school, frat-boyish mannerisms awoken and sired hedonism alongside egotistical behavior. The only things he truly cared about were beer, girls, and more beer. Despite this, Cain was accepted into a top business school on Abel’s merit his senior year, even though he graduated high school with a GPA just above failing.
Shortly after graduation, things took a turn for the worse and Cain had to drop out of college. His mother was grievously injured during a hunt. To receive care, both Maria and Abel were required to drop everything and travel to Boston to rendezvous with an older ally. Cain had no other choice but to stay home and look after Ava and more importantly the family business. His school life was over, and Cain was suddenly forced to make up for how much maturing it lacked.
Cain was already aware of the true purpose of his father’s business, and was only really required to act where his father would have needed to be physically present. Even as the substitute head of a multi-million dollar operation, Cain needed not think for himself. Attending dinners where he schmoozed other businessmen into favorable agreements, signing an unending quantity of papers, and going to meetings where quotas and future duties were discussed was the extent of his job, father would handle the rest remotely.
All the while, Operation Humanity was keeping close watch of this sophomoric executive. His father had signed contracts with an organization that would not take kindly to them being broken; and until Cain could prove himself, he was under mass scrutiny by his clients. He did not disappoint in spite of this, and Cain may have one day become a powerful ally to hunters around the world.
Unfortunately, one late night while tending to errands, Cain was murdered in an alleyway.
Ironically, it was while visiting a tailor. A unique individual with raven hair was present, and happened to leave at the same time as Cain. Although he didn’t particularly wish to get involved, Cain did spare a passing glance as the two of them entered an alleyway. In doing so, Cain may have noticed how fair his skin was, how his teeth were just a little too sharp, or how his eyes settled hungrily upon Cain. Or perhaps Cain didn’t. By the time such thoughts would have occurred, Cain could no longer think.
Cain didn’t feel anything as he died. Rather, he saw. He saw something purple and red get tossed aside like ball of paper. It was only after his legs gave out that Cain saw the fist shaped hole in his chest. Coincidentally, he also saw the hand of the man behind him filling that hole.
I just got this suit fixed. Trailing this final thought, he shut his eyes tight and the human called Cain was no more.
The creature who Cain mistook for a man, Marceau, feasted upon his corpse. He pierced the still warm skin of his neck with his fangs and greedily gulped down his crimson blood. The night’s darkness seemed to wind itself around the two of them like an audience in a theatre, being the sole witness to this vile act and shrouding this crime against nature.
When Marceau was done, he pulled itself away from the husk that once called itself Cain. Then, for the first time, this monster regarded the corpse in front of him as anything more than a meal. He deliberated over Cain, as if the vampire had just realized he was looking at an old friend.
A sense of urgency filled the firstborn’s icy gaze, and without warning, he bit into his own wrist tearing open ulnar artery. Vampiric blood rushed out in exodus, the wound already suturing itself due to his healing factor. In the absence where Cain’s heart once resided, Marceau let pour his cold ichor. And finally, far too late for Cain, another unique individual caught glimpse of this scene.
Despite being in the midst of this delicate ritual, Marceau had already moved out of the way as a gunshot shattered the silence; the bullet clattered harmlessly further down the alleyway. Though he might’ve have stayed to welcome his progeny to their new life, the presence of the hunter Sean extinguished that possibility. With superhuman speed the first vampire left.
Coming closer to the scene of the crime, the gunslinger briefly regarded Cain’s corpse. Sean needed no further confirmation that there wasn’t anything he could do to save Cain -- his injuries were utterly incompatible with life. Sean cursed himself for failing to protect one who couldn’t protect themselves, and spent the rest of the night searching for any clue that could lead him to this perpetrator in vain.
He returned to the alleyway as dusk turned to dawn, meaning to clean up the mess Marceau had left. When he arrived, there was nothing where Cain had once spent his final moments. The absence of what should have been a young adults mangled leftovers perplexed Sean for only a moment. But like the rising sun, realization dawned.
Meanwhile those missing remains, still covered in dirt and it’s own blood, were taking a shower, still in disbelief… and consumed by an eldritch hunger.
⚫C l a n
Not yet ;)
⚫P u r e b l o o d?
Cain was converted by Marceau at the start of the roleplay. His vampiric aspect is somewhat more developed than a typical fledgling vampire.
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