[OOC] The Town Of Bellingstone

[louie221]

Never even seen a relationship sheet but it sounds like it could be pretty useful. I'm down for that.

[Metronome]

What would be the verdict on making a townsfolk? I'd like to play the local priest: an new-to-town, unfortunate young man who has no experience with the supernatural, but is now being called upon to exile vampires and werewolves.

[Silent Whispers]

What would be the verdict on making a townsfolk? I'd like to play the local priest: an new-to-town, unfortunate young man who has no experience with the supernatural, but is now being called upon to exile vampires and werewolves.

@Metronome

I'll allow it. :)

[Metronome]

Father Luca

Luca Petulengro

{" Who is going to harm you if you are eager to do good? But even if you should suffer for what is right, you are blessed. “Do not fear their threats; do not be frightened"}
-1 Peter 3:13-14

| Full Name |

Luca Ansell Petulengro

| Nickname |

Father Luca. Because it's his title. He still inwardly cringes a little at being called "Father", because most of his clergy are at least twice his age. But given that he's now a full fledged priest, it kind of comes with the territory.

| Birth Date |

October 12, 1989

| Age |

27

| Gender |

Male

| Sexuality |

Asexual

| Relationship Status |

Unmarried, celibate

| Occupation |

Priest at a small, local church

| Role |

He's not really a hunter, but he sort of helps their cause.

| In Depth Appearance |
Luca is a very average man. He stands at 5'9" with dark brown hair, light tan skin, and brown eyes. He is of Roma and European decent, being a mix between the two. His clothes are very humble and modest, consisting of dress pants or jeans on days of the week and collared or button up shirts. On Sunday and Wednesday, he dons the iconic priests' robes to preach. He wears the same pair of brown leather shoes just about every day, except on Sunday when he swaps them for his black ones.

His hair is often a bit messy, refusing to be tamed by a comb. He has a little facial hair, which is usually kept neatly trimmed. Luca doesn't have any piercings or tattoos, but his back and arms are marred with scars from beatings he took in his childhood. Because of this, he often wears long sleeves.

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |

Due to traumatic experiences in his past, he doesn't like to be touched without his permission. If someone surprises him with a hug, he stiffens up and is clearly uncomfortable. It's something he's been working on, but it's more or less become a natural reflex.

He hums to help himself concentrate. Oftentimes he can be heard sitting at his desk, writing his next sermon, humming old church songs or even a song he heard on the radio.

Luca is a pacifist. It's not so much something he vowed to do, but something that just comes naturally to him. He doesn't like to fight or hurt others, even in self defense. He would much rather try to talk things out, or just run if things get too hairy.

Luca is multilingual. His travels across Europe as a boy taught him to speak bits and pieces of several languages. He speaks fluent German and Romanian. He knew a little English before he was brought to America, but as a whole, he didn't begin speaking it until he was 18. Because of this, he has an accent. However, most people can't really place it.

| Hobbies |

Luca enjoys gardening. He has plants all over his office, and has made a masterpiece of the church's courtyard. He likes flowering plants the most, but also grows fruits and vegetables in the back of the church.

Reading is another hobby of his. He often frequents to local used book store to buy a cup of coffee and sit for hours on end.

| Likes |

The sound of rain
Hiking
Homecooked meals
Curling up to read a good book
Meeting new people and helping others
Sweater weather
Animals

| Dislikes |

Crowds
Yelling; having to yell or being yelled at, or just hearing other people yell
Sexual advances towards him; it makes him very uncomfortable
Hot, muggy weather
Seeing dogs chained up in yards, or people mistreating their pets in general
People being discriminated against based on race, sex, sexuality, ect. He is very anti-hate.

| Fears |

Luca's childhood was riddled with things to be afraid of. While he tries to follow the Bible's preaching of bravery, it gets difficult after a bad dream or seeing something that reminds him of his fears. He is very much afraid of being found by his past abusers, even though it's highly unlikely. He fears being taken advantage of, or being discriminated against. Most of all, he fears the dirty, gritty details of his past getting out, and having to endure people's pity and gossip.

| Personality Traits |

+Luca is endlessly generous
+Humble
+Gentle

-Meek
-He has trouble forgiving others at times, which is a pretty big deal given his occupation
-He has a tendency to get a little preachy sometimes, which wouldn't seem like a bad thing, but when other people don't want to hear it, it can get aggravating pretty quick.
-He's a bit of a bleeding heart.

| Personality |
Luca is a gentle man. He loves people. His passion for helping others and his need to share the light of God often combine. He can be found working at homeless shelters on Saturdays, passing out soup and kind words. He lives at his church, along with anyone else who needs a place to stay.

His personality is humble and kind. He can be taken at face value, hiding no secret agendas or lies. Luca is very much the man he appears to be. He couldn't tell a lie if he wanted to.

On the subject of supernaturals, Luca is torn. On one hand, he believes that they can be dangerous. They obviously aren't holy creatures. But on the other hand, they are capable of good. He doesn't approve of hunters killing them, but he understands to need to protect the townspeople. However, if a vampire came to him in earnest and asked for sanctuary, Luca probably wouldn't be able to say no.

| Place of Origin |

Suceava, Romania is where he was born, but his family were nomads. He never really had a place that he'd say he was "from".

| History |

Luca came from a hard beginning. His family was a group of oldschool Romani that traveled the European countrysides. When they came into town to sell and buy, they were often met with discrimination and hate. Most places put up with them until they left, but it was when they reached a small town in Germany that their band was met with brutal forces. The mayor of the town called the police on them, having them arrested and shipped from the country.

Some of Luca's family fled, and some were captured and removed. But in the chaos, Luca was separated from them. At the tender age of 9, the boy was left to fend for himself. He quickly left the town that had attacked his family, afraid that they may hurt or even kill him. Luca wandered until he found a new, larger city to settle in. There, he lived on the streets until he was 13. A farmer approached him, offering him work in return for food and shelter. He had no intent of paying Luca, making the transaction completely illegal and slavery by definition. But Luca was desperate, so he agreed.

Luca worked long days on the farm, doing anything asked of him until his body and muscles hurt. He lived in the barn and ate whatever leftovers were brought to him. Although he was no longer freezing to death or starving, he was still miserable. The farmhands took to mocking and tormenting him, calling him a dirty gypsy while he did their work. If Luca ever tried to defend himself, he was typically beaten up until he learned to keep his mouth shut.

It was during this harsh time in his life that Luca reflected on his mother's teachings of God. Before, he had never given it much thought. But laying in the straw that was his bed, hurting from both work and wounds, faith made it possible to pull through. He snuck off of the farm one day to visit a bookstore in town. He had scraped together just enough money laying around to buy a Bible. He would hide it under the hay in the barn loft and only read it by moonlight at night. It was difficult, as he practically illiterate, but over the years, it got easier.

Reading the Bible helped him endure years of physical, emotional, and even sexual abuse at the hands of his 'employers'. He was 18 when a couple of Christian missionaries happened to come to the farm to buy fresh produce. They saw the boy in such poor living conditions. After pulling him aside to speak with him, hearing his story, they couldn't leave him there. By this point, Luca had become so accustom to his loss of freedom that when the farmer refused to relinquish him to the missionaries, he didn't even fight it. It didn't occur to him that he didn't actually belong to the man and his awful farmhands.

The missionaries went to the law. Police came to the farm and demanded that Luca be set free, eventually arresting the farmer for unlawful imprisonment and several workers for their treatment of the boy. The missionaries convinced Luca to come back to America with them, where he wouldn't face such cruelty and discrimination. They brought him to the church, where he learned to speak English and live like a civilized person. It took him a while to come out of his shell, but with gentle coaxing, Luca came to regard the clergy as his family.

With the oldest priest's help, Luca studied to become a priest himself. It took several years of hard work, as Luca was so behind on his schooling. But he was very passionate about it. He put a lot of hard work into helping those who lived on the streets, like he once had. He was the driving factor in getting the church's new homeless ministry off the ground. His kindness and drive made him very well accepted among the clergy.

Once he finally became a full fledged priest, he worked alongside his elder. Father Walter was a little strange sometimes; he would often disappear for a few days before coming back with strange bruises and cuts. He never told Luca where he went or what he was up to, and Luca never pressed. Then, one day, Father Walter never returned. He was later found dead of mysterious causes. His neck had been broken, and two small puncture wounds were found on his throat. The investigation is still open.

Luca barely had time to mourn before he had to step up. He was now the only priest at the church, and he still had so much to learn. While clearing out Father Walter's old office, Luca happened upon a journal with his name written across the front. Unable to deny his curiosity, Luca opened it up.

"Dear Luca,

If you have found this, then it must mean I am gone. I can only hope that I was able to teach you enough before I left my Earthly body. I know you are still young, and you haven't had an easy life, but I believe you were brought to us for a specific reason. I planned to one day teach you about the strange things in this world, but I wanted to give you a chance to find yourself first.

However, if you have found this journal, then it means that I have died before I got that chance. You must read through this book to learn what you must do, as it is now your duty to take my place. Our small town of Bellingstone is in grave danger..."

[hayley]

Haven't RPd in a looong time and totally forgot how much investment a CS takes. Sorry it took so long to get this down...

Séb Charbonneau

Séb Charbonneau

{"Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?"}
-John Keats

| Full Name |

Sébastien André Charbonneau

| Nickname |

Séb. English and American tongues tend to pronounce it "Sehb," without the accent. It's a simple shortening of his name, and Sébastien prefers it over his full forename for both its brevity and informality - he feels that "Sébastien" makes him sound haughty and stuck up.

| Birth Date |

October 15th, 1989

| Age |

Sébastien has the appearance of a 24 year old male, although being only 26 years old in truth it makes little matter.

| Gender |

Male.

| Sexuality |

Sébastien identifies as what might be called 'heteroflexible'. He is heteroromantic with bisexual tendencies, preferring women as relationship partners, but not averse to the odd one-night fling with one, or two, other males.

| Relationship Status |

Romantically unattached, and he prefers it that way.

| Occupation |

Sébastien has been something of a drifter, and what little work he does tends to take place behind a bar - they're easy jobs to come by. He hasn't stayed in one place long for kind of a while, though, and most of the time he leaves the till a little lighter than he found it. He is currently working at a semi-busy bar in the town.

| Role |

Coven member

| Coven or Pack? |

Coven

| In Depth Appearance |

Séb's hair and eyes are both strikingly dark against his pale skin. Most of the time, the whites of his eyes are shot with dull red. At its longest, his naturally straight hair brushes his jawline, although he tends to keep it reasonably well trimmed and pushed back away from his face. Séb has a generally attractive and symmetrical face, excepting a small scar, on his lower lip, just right of centre. It's hard to see against his pale skin, unless his lips are pursed or he's laughing. He doesn't remember how he got it.
Standing at just about 6' with a medium, bordering on athletic frame, Séb is a forgettably average size and he blends into the background fairly easily. Prefering to avoid attention, he tends to wear plain, though dark, clothing; he's most often found in dark straight jeans with a dark neutral or black T-shirt, underneath a black Harrington or leather bomber jacket. He doesn't wear designer labels. Occasionally this uniform might be accented with a flannel shirt if the weather's cold enough, but more often than not Séb enjoys the cold.
Although Séb's not really a fan of wearing jewellery - he just can't be bothered - he does have two cartilage piercings in his left ear: one silver stud in his tragus and a silver ring on the outer rim of his ear. They tend to act as distinguishing features, often pointed out by strangers in the absence of much else remarkable about Séb's appearance. Séb acquired both of these piercings during the end of a rebellious phase at the age of nineteen and keeps them out of nostalgia.

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |

Immortality gave Séb an excuse to take up smoking. He enjoys the cold air, the taste, the kind of people you strike up conversation with smoking outside of bars and clubs. Although others might see it as a dirty habit, Séb sees it as less of an addiction and more something he just really likes doing. He rolls his own cigarettes, and does so compulsively when uneasy. When he doesn't have tobacco to hand, his second nervous habit is lip biting; faced with a decision he doesn't want to make, or a tense situation, he chews his lip while his mind turns a hundred miles an hour. Often, when his his mouth isn't occupied by smoking or feeding, he'll chew gum. In fact, it would be fair to say that Sébastien Charbonneau has some sort of oral fixation. Séb is also a bit of a control freak and doesn't like being in cars driven by other people, when he could be in his own car, driving himself. He would rather offer someone a ride than take one. Being something of a loner, most people don't know this about Séb, but he can't fall asleep without the window open.

| Hobbies |

Séb loves to drive. He loves dark, solitary journeys, with the sparse headlights of other cars lighting up the interior of his own in ghostly monochrome, late night radio buzzing and cigarette smoke whipping from the open driver's side window. Often driving with no particular destination in mind, it's become a comforting, clarifying passtime for him. He also hikes and forages, having slowly built an understanding of both the practical and poisonous flora of Pennsylvania. His keen eyesight allows him to keep up this hobby even though he can't do it in the daylight hours. He often takes advantage of the opportunity during these trips to hunt, usually for animals.. Recent hostilities between werewolf and vampire groups have curbed his enthusiasm for hiking around the town and surrounding areas, however.

| Likes |

• Being alone. It's not that Séb's 'antisocial' - he just sees himself as being on his own journey through life. He tends to be independant in most of his activities.
• Card games. He tends to carry a pack of cards, either in his car or on his person. When he does choose to be social, there's little he prefers more than a game of poker or cheat with good company.
• Smoking.
• Attractive company, be it male, female, or outside of the binary.
• Nature, particularly under a bright, full moon when plants and prey are more easily seen.
• The open highway.
• Night time and the cold.
• Being a vampire. Even though Séb didn't choose this life, and he struggled to come to terms with what he was at first, he embraces vampirism.

| Dislikes |

• Heat and stuffy rooms are suffocating to Séb. Likewise, he doesn't like to be in brightly lit areas, especially when they're filled with people. It makes him feel exposed and vulnerable. This isn't just a 'creature of the night' quirk, but is definitely exacerbated by the vampirism.
• Whatever the opposite of a sweet tooth is, that's what Séb has. He hates soda, ice cream, chocolate, anything sickly-sweet.
• Uninteresting people, suburbanites, yuppies.
• Shopping centres. See above, RE: brightly lit areas filled with people.
• Wearing socks in bed.
• Being in the passenger seat.
• Religion.

| Fears |

Séb's greatest fear is losing his freedom. Just the thought of being under anyone else's control fills him with fear and anger. The ability to make his own choices, even if they're the wrong ones, is more important to him than anything in his life and he is secretly terrified of that ability being stolen from him. One aspect of this is a fear of being recognised by anyone from his past - the reason he has been drifting for the last couple of years, and the reason he prefers to stay unremarkable. He fears attachment and commitment because he believes that it will infringe on his freedom and his ability to disappear at a moment's notice should things go wrong. Séb also fears the open ocean and what waits beneath the surface - as a child he was fascinated by stories of monsters lurking in the deepest reaches, but has internalised one too many as an adult.

| Personality Traits |

• Playful
• Independant, solitary
• Pensive to the point of broodiness
• Quick to anger when he feels out of control. Could sometimes be described as a control freak.
• Fidgety
• Charming and humorous
• Curious, adventurous
• Flighty
• Séb often toes the line between good and bad. Every now and again he likes to indulge his darker side, and he has few moral reservations about killing humans, although he does so extremely sparingly because he knows that making it a habit will get him into trouble, and get him there quickly.

| Personality |

On the surface, Séb is easy to get along with. He doesn't get into arguments with strangers, and is more than happy striking up conversation with new faces. He can even be quite charming at times, especially when he wants something, and even more so now that he is learning to control his powers of manipulation. He is quick to smile and laugh and has a good sense of humour. For these reasons, he makes for a pretty good bartender. He's also reasonably intelligent - not MENSA level, by any means, but not dull either. Had he chosen to, he could have done reasonably well in university. On a deeper level, he doesn't maintain many friendships. Since becoming a vampire he hasn't really had the opportunity, being wary of prolonged human contact and knowing that attachment to humans is a bad idea when you're a vampire, and a young one at that. It is only since he arrived in Bellingstone and came into contact with other vampires that he has been able to relax his guard a little and make some more meaningful connections. At any rate, he prefers to spend his free time alone, on the open road or in the hills, hiking, foraging and hunting.

Séb tends to find that the noise inside his head gets too loud to bare unless he can get away from people now and again and he finds the quiet, cold darkness of night extremely calming and clarifying. He has a tendancy to disappear for a night or two when regular life gets a bit overbearing for him, and especially when he feels out of control. Séb likes to call the shots in his own life. It is extremely important to Séb that he is the master of his own destiny, and this works its way into the smaller things - like the way he prefers to be in the driver's seat, to live in his own place, to stay romantically unattached. When his darker side comes out to play, it's reflected in his delight at manipulating his prey - he likes to play with his food before he eats it, letting his victim know that he is in complete control. And Séb definitely has a darker side. A young vampire, he doesn't see why he shouldn't enjoy this lifestyle, as long as he doesn't lapse for long enough to rouse the suspicion of the locals. He will usually travel out of town when the urge to indulge his more sadistic tendencies rears its head. Blood slaves are OK, but blood justs tastes that much mre savoury to him when it's saturated with fear. Although taking human victims doesn't hurt his conscience too much, he doesn't exactly see himself as an inherently bad or evil creature; just as any animal following its baser instincts.

| Place of Origin |

Nanterre, Paris

| History |
Sébastien Sauveterre was born in Paris in October 1989. He was the oldest of three children, with a younger brother and even younger sister. His parents were happily married and owned their four-bedroom home in Nanterre, and Séb and his siblings wanted for little except the latest extravagent toy or games console, for which they'd have to wait until Christmas or some other special occasion. Séb's comfortable, secular upbringing yielded a beautifully average teenager - his only real acts of rebellion were the two piercings in his left ear and one ill-fated attempt to dye his hair block red, which resulted in a buzz cut for the teen. Never outstandingly popular, Séb wasn't particularly bookish either, and had a decent handful of friends and reasonable grades at the end of high school. Sébs life was by all accounts totally average, until, the May after his 24th birthday, he met Céleste.

Céleste was not average. Her hair fell around her shoulders in silvery blonde ringlets, her eyes were turquoise framed by feathery dark eyelashes, and her skin was caramel that glowed where the light touched it. Looking back, Séb had known that his average life had ended the moment she had asked him what he was drinking, early that Friday evening while he waited for his friends at their regular bar. The rest of that summer seemed to disappear in a bright blur of heady drunken nights, music, and Céleste. As he slipped deeper under her spell, Séb began to lose days, sometimes whole weeks, coming round to find dozens of anxious calls and texts from his friends and parents, worried that something terrible had happened to him. He'd frequently find himself in rooms he didn't recognise, sometimes even in cities he never realised he'd gone to. Séb didn't know what was happening to him, but he didn't care, as long as there was Céleste. He loved her. No, he craved her - what was it? Her presence? Her attention, her touch? In actuality, it was none of those things. Céleste had created Séb's addiction to her with vampire's blood and hypnotism. Of course, having no idea that Céleste was a powerful and recklessly debauched vampire, Séb didn't have a clue; his secular upbringing had driven it into him that there were no such thing as vampires, demons, witches or the devil.

She was there every day. Séb had quickly become Céleste's favourite toy. His need for her, his devotion to her, meant that she could take anything from him she wanted, and she did. But, just a few months later, and as suddenly as she had decided she liked him, she changed her mind. She tired of his needy-puppy act; she had drained him of all will and challenge. Since he bored her, she drained him of his blood as well. Late July of that year, one heady evening, before the sun had even set, Céleste killed him. Having so willingly become her thrall, there was an obvious expectation that he would join her slowly expanding coven, but as his strength returned to him so did his senses. Knowing she would come after for him unless he ran, he fled Europe, using up what little cash he had, and left his whole life behind him. A missing persons report was filed by his distraught parents, but factoring in his recent behaviour, and just how much the Parisien police already had on their plate with the rash of disappearances and mysterious murders that had struck the capital of late, little effort was put in to find him.

He changed his name from Sauveterre to Charbonneau and drifted from small town to small town, working his way from Maine down the west coast to Pennsylvania over the course of a year. Séb usually only stayed in one place long enough to feed on a couple of humans, or livestock when he didn't want to rouse suspicion, and make enough money working behind bars to move on to the next town. He worked and traveled at night and slept in the day in whatever cheap hotel permitted late check-outs. After a few months he managed to get enough money together to buy an '85 Chevrolet Caprice that he found for sale on a local driveway. In late October 2015 he arrived in the town of Bellingstone, Western Pennsylvania. When Séb realised that he wasn't the only vampire in town, he hastily presented himself to the coven; though the time he'd spent alone had fostered an independant streak in him, he still craved familiarity and acceptance. Being a young vampire he feared human companionship, knowing how thin his will could be and the damage he would inevitably cause. They began to teach him how to control his urges, how to use the abilities given to him by his vampirism, how he could begin to live an almost-normal life even as a vampire. Although he remains quite a solitary person, often on the periphery of the coven rather than at its heart, he is beginning to view the coven as his family and feels that he has a duty to them for accepting him and teaching him. He was not responsible for the disappearances that occurred in 2016.

| Extra |
Personal Song: Prince, by Deftones
Séb's '85 Chevrolet Caprice:

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I checked the wordcount and I've accidentally written like 2700 words, not including formatting, wish I had that much commitment for my university essays, sorry for the walls of text

[Silent Whispers]

Father Luca

Luca Petulengro

{" Who is going to harm you if you are eager to do good? But even if you should suffer for what is right, you are blessed. “Do not fear their threats; do not be frightened"}
-1 Peter 3:13-14

| Full Name |

Luca Ansell Petulengro

| Nickname |

Father Luca. Because it's his title. He still inwardly cringes a little at being called "Father", because most of his clergy are at least twice his age. But given that he's now a full fledged priest, it kind of comes with the territory.

| Birth Date |

October 12, 1989

| Age |

27

| Gender |

Male

| Sexuality |

Asexual

| Relationship Status |

Unmarried, celibate

| Occupation |

Priest at a small, local church

| Role |

He's not really a hunter, but he sort of helps their cause.

| In Depth Appearance |
Luca is a very average man. He stands at 5'9" with dark brown hair, light tan skin, and brown eyes. He is of Roma and European decent, being a mix between the two. His clothes are very humble and modest, consisting of dress pants or jeans on days of the week and collared or button up shirts. On Sunday and Wednesday, he dons the iconic priests' robes to preach. He wears the same pair of brown leather shoes just about every day, except on Sunday when he swaps them for his black ones.

His hair is often a bit messy, refusing to be tamed by a comb. He has a little facial hair, which is usually kept neatly trimmed. Luca doesn't have any piercings or tattoos, but his back and arms are marred with scars from beatings he took in his childhood. Because of this, he often wears long sleeves.

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |

Due to traumatic experiences in his past, he doesn't like to be touched without his permission. If someone surprises him with a hug, he stiffens up and is clearly uncomfortable. It's something he's been working on, but it's more or less become a natural reflex.

He hums to help himself concentrate. Oftentimes he can be heard sitting at his desk, writing his next sermon, humming old church songs or even a song he heard on the radio.

Luca is a pacifist. It's not so much something he vowed to do, but something that just comes naturally to him. He doesn't like to fight or hurt others, even in self defense. He would much rather try to talk things out, or just run if things get too hairy.

Luca is multilingual. His travels across Europe as a boy taught him to speak bits and pieces of several languages. He speaks fluent German and Romanian. He knew a little English before he was brought to America, but as a whole, he didn't begin speaking it until he was 18. Because of this, he has an accent. However, most people can't really place it.

| Hobbies |

Luca enjoys gardening. He has plants all over his office, and has made a masterpiece of the church's courtyard. He likes flowering plants the most, but also grows fruits and vegetables in the back of the church.

Reading is another hobby of his. He often frequents to local used book store to buy a cup of coffee and sit for hours on end.

| Likes |

The sound of rain
Hiking
Homecooked meals
Curling up to read a good book
Meeting new people and helping others
Sweater weather
Animals

| Dislikes |

Crowds
Yelling; having to yell or being yelled at, or just hearing other people yell
Sexual advances towards him; it makes him very uncomfortable
Hot, muggy weather
Seeing dogs chained up in yards, or people mistreating their pets in general
People being discriminated against based on race, sex, sexuality, ect. He is very anti-hate.

| Fears |

Luca's childhood was riddled with things to be afraid of. While he tries to follow the Bible's preaching of bravery, it gets difficult after a bad dream or seeing something that reminds him of his fears. He is very much afraid of being found by his past abusers, even though it's highly unlikely. He fears being taken advantage of, or being discriminated against. Most of all, he fears the dirty, gritty details of his past getting out, and having to endure people's pity and gossip.

| Personality Traits |

+Luca is endlessly generous
+Humble
+Gentle

-Meek
-He has trouble forgiving others at times, which is a pretty big deal given his occupation
-He has a tendency to get a little preachy sometimes, which wouldn't seem like a bad thing, but when other people don't want to hear it, it can get aggravating pretty quick.
-He's a bit of a bleeding heart.

| Personality |
Luca is a gentle man. He loves people. His passion for helping others and his need to share the light of God often combine. He can be found working at homeless shelters on Saturdays, passing out soup and kind words. He lives at his church, along with anyone else who needs a place to stay.

His personality is humble and kind. He can be taken at face value, hiding no secret agendas or lies. Luca is very much the man he appears to be. He couldn't tell a lie if he wanted to.

On the subject of supernaturals, Luca is torn. On one hand, he believes that they can be dangerous. They obviously aren't holy creatures. But on the other hand, they are capable of good. He doesn't approve of hunters killing them, but he understands to need to protect the townspeople. However, if a vampire came to him in earnest and asked for sanctuary, Luca probably wouldn't be able to say no.

| Place of Origin |

Suceava, Romania is where he was born, but his family were nomads. He never really had a place that he'd say he was "from".

| History |

Luca came from a hard beginning. His family was a group of oldschool Romani that traveled the European countrysides. When they came into town to sell and buy, they were often met with discrimination and hate. Most places put up with them until they left, but it was when they reached a small town in Germany that their band was met with brutal forces. The mayor of the town called the police on them, having them arrested and shipped from the country.

Some of Luca's family fled, and some were captured and removed. But in the chaos, Luca was separated from them. At the tender age of 9, the boy was left to fend for himself. He quickly left the town that had attacked his family, afraid that they may hurt or even kill him. Luca wandered until he found a new, larger city to settle in. There, he lived on the streets until he was 13. A farmer approached him, offering him work in return for food and shelter. He had no intent of paying Luca, making the transaction completely illegal and slavery by definition. But Luca was desperate, so he agreed.

Luca worked long days on the farm, doing anything asked of him until his body and muscles hurt. He lived in the barn and ate whatever leftovers were brought to him. Although he was no longer freezing to death or starving, he was still miserable. The farmhands took to mocking and tormenting him, calling him a dirty gypsy while he did their work. If Luca ever tried to defend himself, he was typically beaten up until he learned to keep his mouth shut.

It was during this harsh time in his life that Luca reflected on his mother's teachings of God. Before, he had never given it much thought. But laying in the straw that was his bed, hurting from both work and wounds, faith made it possible to pull through. He snuck off of the farm one day to visit a bookstore in town. He had scraped together just enough money laying around to buy a Bible. He would hide it under the hay in the barn loft and only read it by moonlight at night. It was difficult, as he practically illiterate, but over the years, it got easier.

Reading the Bible helped him endure years of physical, emotional, and even sexual abuse at the hands of his 'employers'. He was 18 when a couple of Christian missionaries happened to come to the farm to buy fresh produce. They saw the boy in such poor living conditions. After pulling him aside to speak with him, hearing his story, they couldn't leave him there. By this point, Luca had become so accustom to his loss of freedom that when the farmer refused to relinquish him to the missionaries, he didn't even fight it. It didn't occur to him that he didn't actually belong to the man and his awful farmhands.

The missionaries went to the law. Police came to the farm and demanded that Luca be set free, eventually arresting the farmer for unlawful imprisonment and several workers for their treatment of the boy. The missionaries convinced Luca to come back to America with them, where he wouldn't face such cruelty and discrimination. They brought him to the church, where he learned to speak English and live like a civilized person. It took him a while to come out of his shell, but with gentle coaxing, Luca came to regard the clergy as his family.

With the oldest priest's help, Luca studied to become a priest himself. It took several years of hard work, as Luca was so behind on his schooling. But he was very passionate about it. He put a lot of hard work into helping those who lived on the streets, like he once had. He was the driving factor in getting the church's new homeless ministry off the ground. His kindness and drive made him very well accepted among the clergy.

Once he finally became a full fledged priest, he work alongside his elder. Father Walter was a little strange sometimes; he would often disappear for a few days before coming back with strange bruises and cuts. He never told Luca where he went or what he was up to, and Luca never pressed. Then, one day, Father Walter never returned. He was later found dead of mysterious causes. His neck had been broken, and two small puncture wounds were found on his throat. The investigation is still open.

Luca barely had time to mourn before he had to step up. He was now the only priest at the church, and he still had so much to learn. While clearing out Father Walter's old office, Luca happened upon a journal with his name written across the front. Unable to deny his curiosity, Luca opened it up.

"Dear Luca,

If you have found this, then it must mean I am gone. I can only hope that I was able to teach you enough before I left my Earthly body. I know you are still young, and you haven't had an easy life, but I believe you were brought to us for a specific reason. I planned to one day teach you about the strange things in this world, but I wanted to give you a chance to find yourself first.

However, if you have found this journal, then it means that I have died before I got that chance. You must read through this book to learn what you must do, as it is now your duty to take my place. Our small town of Bellingstone is in grave danger..."

@Metronome

I am so glad that I let you have this role.

Lovely character. Accepted! :D

Haven't RPd in a looong time and totally forgot how much investment a CS takes. Sorry it took so long to get this down...

Séb Charbonneau

Séb Charbonneau

{"Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?"}
-John Keats

| Full Name |

Sébastien André Charbonneau

| Nickname |

Séb. English and American tongues tend to pronounce it "Sehb," without the accent. It's a simple shortening of his name, and Sébastien prefers it over his full forename for both its brevity and informality - he feels that "Sébastien" makes him sound haughty and stuck up.

| Birth Date |

October 15th, 1989

| Age |

Sébastien has the appearance of a 24 year old male, although being only 26 years old in truth it makes little matter.

| Gender |

Male.

| Sexuality |

Sébastien identifies as what might be called 'heteroflexible'. He is heteroromantic with bisexual tendencies, preferring women as relationship partners, but not averse to the odd one-night fling with one, or two, other males.

| Relationship Status |

Romantically unattached, and he prefers it that way.

| Occupation |

Sébastien has been something of a drifter, and what little work he does tends to take place behind a bar - they're easy jobs to come by. He hasn't stayed in one place long for kind of a while, though, and most of the time he leaves the till a little lighter than he found it. He is currently working at a semi-busy bar in the town.

| Role |

Coven member

| Coven or Pack? |

Coven

| In Depth Appearance |

Séb's hair and eyes are both strikingly dark against his pale skin. Most of the time, the whites of his eyes are shot with dull red. At its longest, his naturally straight hair brushes his jawline, although he tends to keep it reasonably well trimmed and pushed back away from his face. Séb has a generally attractive and symmetrical face, excepting a small scar, on his lower lip, just right of centre. It's hard to see against his pale skin, unless his lips are pursed or he's laughing. He doesn't remember how he got it.
Standing at just about 6' with a medium, bordering on athletic frame, Séb is a forgettably average size and he blends into the background fairly easily. Prefering to avoid attention, he tends to wear plain, though dark, clothing; he's most often found in dark straight jeans with a dark neutral or black T-shirt, underneath a black Harrington or leather bomber jacket. He doesn't wear designer labels. Occasionally this uniform might be accented with a flannel shirt if the weather's cold enough, but more often than not Séb enjoys the cold.
Although Séb's not really a fan of wearing jewellery - he just can't be bothered - he does have two cartilage piercings in his left ear: one silver stud in his tragus and a silver ring on the outer rim of his ear. They tend to act as distinguishing features, often pointed out by strangers in the absence of much else remarkable about Séb's appearance. Séb acquired both of these piercings during the end of a rebellious phase at the age of nineteen and keeps them out of nostalgia.

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |

Immortality gave Séb an excuse to take up smoking. He enjoys the cold air, the taste, the kind of people you strike up conversation with smoking outside of bars and clubs. Although others might see it as a dirty habit, Séb sees it as less of an addiction and more something he just really likes doing. He rolls his own cigarettes, and does so compulsively when uneasy. When he doesn't have tobacco to hand, his second nervous habit is lip biting; faced with a decision he doesn't want to make, or a tense situation, he chews his lip while his mind turns a hundred miles an hour. Often, when his his mouth isn't occupied by smoking or feeding, he'll chew gum. In fact, it would be fair to say that Sébastien Charbonneau has some sort of oral fixation. Séb is also a bit of a control freak and doesn't like being in cars driven by other people, when he could be in his own car, driving himself. He would rather offer someone a ride than take one. Being something of a loner, most people don't know this about Séb, but he can't fall asleep without the window open.

| Hobbies |

Séb loves to drive. He loves dark, solitary journeys, with the sparse headlights of other cars lighting up the interior of his own in ghostly monochrome, late night radio buzzing and cigarette smoke whipping from the open driver's side window. Often driving with no particular destination in mind, it's become a comforting, clarifying passtime for him. He also hikes and forages, having slowly built an understanding of both the practical and poisonous flora of Pennsylvania. His keen eyesight allows him to keep up this hobby even though he can't do it in the daylight hours. He often takes advantage of the opportunity during these trips to hunt, usually for animals.. Recent hostilities between werewolf and vampire groups have curbed his enthusiasm for hiking around the town and surrounding areas, however.

| Likes |

• Being alone. It's not that Séb's 'antisocial' - he just sees himself as being on his own journey through life. He tends to be independant in most of his activities.
• Card games. He tends to carry a pack of cards, either in his car or on his person. When he does choose to be social, there's little he prefers more than a game of poker or cheat with good company.
• Smoking.
• Attractive company, be it male, female, or outside of the binary.
• Nature, particularly under a bright, full moon when plants and prey are more easily seen.
• The open highway.
• Night time and the cold.
• Being a vampire. Even though Séb didn't choose this life, and he struggled to come to terms with what he was at first, he embraces vampirism.

| Dislikes |

• Heat and stuffy rooms are suffocating to Séb. Likewise, he doesn't like to be in brightly lit areas, especially when they're filled with people. It makes him feel exposed and vulnerable. This isn't just a 'creature of the night' quirk, but is definitely exacerbated by the vampirism.
• Whatever the opposite of a sweet tooth is, that's what Séb has. He hates soda, ice cream, chocolate, anything sickly-sweet.
• Uninteresting people, suburbanites, yuppies.
• Shopping centres. See above, RE: brightly lit areas filled with people.
• Wearing socks in bed.
• Being in the passenger seat.
• Religion.

| Fears |

Séb's greatest fear is losing his freedom. Just the thought of being under anyone else's control fills him with fear and anger. The ability to make his own choices, even if they're the wrong ones, is more important to him than anything in his life and he is secretly terrified of that ability being stolen from him. One aspect of this is a fear of being recognised by anyone from his past - the reason he has been drifting for the last couple of years, and the reason he prefers to stay unremarkable. He fears attachment and commitment because he believes that it will infringe on his freedom and his ability to disappear at a moment's notice should things go wrong. Séb also fears the open ocean and what waits beneath the surface - as a child he was fascinated by stories of monsters lurking in the deepest reaches, but has internalised one too many as an adult.

| Personality Traits |

• Playful
• Independant, solitary
• Pensive to the point of broodiness
• Quick to anger when he feels out of control. Could sometimes be described as a control freak.
• Fidgety
• Charming and humorous
• Curious, adventurous
• Flighty
• Séb often toes the line between good and bad. Every now and again he likes to indulge his darker side, and he has few moral reservations about killing humans, although he does so extremely sparingly because he knows that making it a habit will get him into trouble, and get him there quickly.

| Personality |

On the surface, Séb is easy to get along with. He doesn't get into arguments with strangers, and is more than happy striking up conversation with new faces. He can even be quite charming at times, especially when he wants something, and even more so now that he is learning to control his powers of manipulation. He is quick to smile and laugh and has a good sense of humour. For these reasons, he makes for a pretty good bartender. He's also reasonably intelligent - not MENSA level, by any means, but not dull either. Had he chosen to, he could have done reasonably well in university. On a deeper level, he doesn't maintain many friendships. Since becoming a vampire he hasn't really had the opportunity, being wary of prolonged human contact and knowing that attachment to humans is a bad idea when you're a vampire, and a young one at that. It is only since he arrived in Bellingstone and came into contact with other vampires that he has been able to relax his guard a little and make some more meaningful connections. At any rate, he prefers to spend his free time alone, on the open road or in the hills, hiking, foraging and hunting.

Séb tends to find that the noise inside his head gets too loud to bare unless he can get away from people now and again and he finds the quiet, cold darkness of night extremely calming and clarifying. He has a tendancy to disappear for a night or two when regular life gets a bit overbearing for him, and especially when he feels out of control. Séb likes to call the shots in his own life. It is extremely important to Séb that he is the master of his own destiny, and this works its way into the smaller things - like the way he prefers to be in the driver's seat, to live in his own place, to stay romantically unattached. When his darker side comes out to play, it's reflected in his delight at manipulating his prey - he likes to play with his food before he eats it, letting his victim know that he is in complete control. And Séb definitely has a darker side. A young vampire, he doesn't see why he shouldn't enjoy this lifestyle, as long as he doesn't lapse for long enough to rouse the suspicion of the locals. He will usually travel out of town when the urge to indulge his more sadistic tendencies rears its head. Blood slaves are OK, but blood justs tastes that much mre savoury to him when it's saturated with fear. Although taking human victims doesn't hurt his conscience too much, he doesn't exactly see himself as an inherently bad or evil creature; just as any animal following its baser instincts.

| Place of Origin |

Nanterre, Paris

| History |
Sébastien Sauveterre was born in Paris in October 1989. He was the oldest of three children, with a younger brother and even younger sister. His parents were happily married and owned their four-bedroom home in Nanterre, and Séb and his siblings wanted for little except the latest extravagent toy or games console, for which they'd have to wait until Christmas or some other special occasion. Séb's comfortable, secular upbringing yielded a beautifully average teenager - his only real acts of rebellion were the two piercings in his left ear and one ill-fated attempt to dye his hair block red, which resulted in a buzz cut for the teen. Never outstandingly popular, Séb wasn't particularly bookish either, and had a decent handful of friends and reasonable grades at the end of high school. Sébs life was by all accounts totally average, until, the May after his 24th birthday, he met Céleste.

Céleste was not average. Her hair fell around her shoulders in silvery blonde ringlets, her eyes were turquoise framed by feathery dark eyelashes, and her skin was caramel that glowed where the light touched it. Looking back, Séb had known that his average life had ended the moment she had asked him what he was drinking, early that Friday evening while he waited for his friends at their regular bar. The rest of that summer seemed to disappear in a bright blur of heady drunken nights, music, and Céleste. As he slipped deeper under her spell, Séb began to lose days, sometimes whole weeks, coming round to find dozens of anxious calls and texts from his friends and parents, worried that something terrible had happened to him. He'd frequently find himself in rooms he didn't recognise, sometimes even in cities he never realised he'd gone to. Séb didn't know what was happening to him, but he didn't care, as long as there was Céleste. He loved her. No, he craved her - what was it? Her presence? Her attention, her touch? In actuality, it was none of those things. Céleste had created Séb's addiction to her with vampire's blood and hypnotism. Of course, having no idea that Céleste was a powerful and recklessly debauched vampire, Séb didn't have a clue; his secular upbringing had driven it into him that there were no such thing as vampires, demons, witches or the devil.

She was there every day. Séb had quickly become Céleste's favourite toy. His need for her, his devotion to her, meant that she could take anything from him she wanted, and she did. But, just a few months later, and as suddenly as she had decided she liked him, she changed her mind. She tired of his needy-puppy act; she had drained him of all will and challenge. Since he bored her, she drained him of his blood as well. Late July of that year, one heady evening, before the sun had even set, Céleste killed him. Having so willingly become her thrall, there was an obvious expectation that he would join her slowly expanding coven, but as his strength returned to him so did his senses. Knowing she would come after for him unless he ran, he fled Europe, using up what little cash he had, and left his whole life behind him. A missing persons report was filed by his distraught parents, but factoring in his recent behaviour, and just how much the Parisien police already had on their plate with the rash of disappearances and mysterious murders that had struck the capital of late, little effort was put in to find him.

He changed his name from Sauveterre to Charbonneau and drifted from small town to small town, working his way from Maine down the west coast to Pennsylvania over the course of a year. Séb usually only stayed in one place long enough to feed on a couple of humans, or livestock when he didn't want to rouse suspicion, and make enough money working behind bars to move on to the next town. He worked and traveled at night and slept in the day in whatever cheap hotel permitted late check-outs. After a few months he managed to get enough money together to buy an '85 Chevrolet Caprice that he found for sale on a local driveway. In late October 2015 he arrived in the town of Bellingstone, Western Pennsylvania. When Séb realised that he wasn't the only vampire in town, he hastily presented himself to the coven; though the time he'd spent alone had fostered an independant streak in him, he still craved familiarity and acceptance. Being a young vampire he feared human companionship, knowing how thin his will could be and the damage he would inevitably cause. They began to teach him how to control his urges, how to use the abilities given to him by his vampirism, how he could begin to live an almost-normal life even as a vampire. Although he remains quite a solitary person, often on the periphery of the coven rather than at its heart, he is beginning to view the coven as his family and feels that he has a duty to them for accepting him and teaching him. He was not responsible for the disappearances that occurred in 2016.

| Extra |
Personal Song: Prince, by Deftones
Séb's '85 Chevrolet Caprice:

Edit

I checked the wordcount and I've accidentally written like 2700 words, not including formatting, wish I had that much commitment for my university essays, sorry for the walls of text

@hayley

Nice character. Accepted. :D

[Metronome]

Thanks :3

[hayley]

<Snipped quote by hayley>

Nice character. Accepted. :D

@HushedWhispers

Sweet :D

[Metronome]

Luca's Relationship Chart

Caspar Jones VanSlyke: He seems okay. Luca can tell that he likes other people. but doesn't care too much for vampires or werewolves. Now that's a given, considering the man's occupation, but Luca still wishes he would give the individuals a chance before ending their lives. Other than that, Luca seems like he would get along with him pretty well. (Positive)

Raini Ren Yilmaz: Raini comes across as something of a den mother to the other hunters, and Luca can appreciate that. Being a priest, he gets to listen to other peoples' problems all day long, and no one ever wants to listen to his. But he feels as though he could just sit down and vent to Raini without having to worry about his reputation. (Positive)

Rebecca Rosalynn Ackermann: She's such a nice woman. Luca has been to her restaurant once or twice, usually to meet someone, and has seen her in the back. Other than that, he just knows her from around town. She's always come across as kind, if not a little argumentative. (Positive)

Daniel Wyatt Carver: He seems like a nice men. Luca has only met him once or twice, seeing as he doesn't visit the bar very often, but he was pretty easy to talk to. He got a little distant when Luca asked if he had a family or wife. He'd been quick to change the subject, and Luca didn't pry. But still, he seemed pretty easy to get along with. (Positive)

Hecate Louisa Moreau: She's a nice woman, but she always seems so nervous, particularly around Luca. He can't help but notice how her eyes seem to linger on his cross necklace. He's always tried to come across to her as friendly and not...whatever she must think he is. He feels bad, thinking that him being a priest must intimidate her. Maybe he should invite her to the church one Sunday and see if he can at least give her a good impression. (Positive)

Sébastien André Charbonneau: He seems to avoid Luca, so he's never really gotten a chance to know the man. But he seems to be nice enough to other people, if not a little shifty. Luca knows better than to judge people from the outside, but he can't help but feel the weird vibe he gets from the man. Maybe they'll get to talk someday and Luca will find that he's a perfectly nice, normal person. (Neutral)

Additional characters will be added to the chart in the character tab.

[louie221]

You want us all (everybody who wants to, anyway, unless you're requiring it) to make the relations sheet like that? @HushedWhispers

[Silent Whispers]

You want us all (everybody who wants to, anyway, unless you're requiring it) to make the relations sheet like that? @HushedWhispers

@louie221

I would prefer something along the lines of this...

Relations Sheet

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"[i]Thoughts on relation.[/i]"
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"[i]Thoughts on relation.[/i]"
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"[i]Thoughts on relation.[/i]"
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| [color=???][b]F I R S T N A M E . L A S T N A M E[/b][/color] | {Symbol}
"[i]Thoughts on relation.[/i]"
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| [color=???][b]F I R S T N A M E . L A S T N A M E[/b][/color] | {Symbol}
"[i]Thoughts on relation.[/i]"
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| [color=???][b]F I R S T N A M E . L A S T N A M E[/b][/color] | {Symbol}
"[i]Thoughts on relation.[/i]"
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| [color=???][b]F I R S T N A M E . L A S T N A M E[/b][/color] | {Symbol}
"[i]Thoughts on relation.[/i]"
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| [color=???][b]F I R S T N A M E . L A S T N A M E[/b][/color] | {Symbol}
"[i]Thoughts on relation.[/i]"
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| [color=???][b]F I R S T N A M E . L A S T N A M E[/b][/color] | {Symbol}
"[i]Thoughts on relation.[/i]"
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| [color=???][b]F I R S T N A M E . L A S T N A M E[/b][/color] | {Symbol}
"[i]Thoughts on relation.[/i]"
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| [color=???][b]F I R S T N A M E . L A S T N A M E[/b][/color] | {Symbol}
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Update; I should also apologize for my silence everyone. My muse isn't what it use to be but it's slowly gaining itself back to memory. :)

I hope all are still here with me as I will have my character up soon along with starting this roleplay.

So.. Roll Call! :)

[Fabricant451]

I'm here no fear

[Filthy Mudblood]

[louie221]

OH MY GOD @Filthy Mudblood THAT IS THE BEST RESPONSE EVER. /*

[hayley]

I'm still here too :)

[Love Dove]

Still here :}

[louie221]

I'm still here!

Hoping I did this right, I've never done a relations sheet before. Did I do it right?

If anybody disagrees with what I've written, just lemme know and I'll change it right away.

Caspar VanSlyke Relationships

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Caspar VanSlyke

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{"No matter what it is that you do, there will always be a risk or two involved. And so what? What's life without just a little bit of risk. Hell, what's life without a huge bit of risk? The fact that it's there doesn't matter. It's always there, there's no way around that. What really does matter, though, is what you do with that risk."}
⚜ Acquaintances || ☯ Neutral || ☮ Friends || ♫ Best Friends || ♥ Love Interest || ⚤ Boyfriend/Girlfriend || ☠ Enemies

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| Hecate Moreau | {☯}
"Not quite sure how to think of her, to be honest. She seems nice, but I probably shouldn't be judging here. I've only just arrived in this town, after all. If this place is what it's said to be, a town filled from bottom up with werewolves and vampires, I'd bet anything that she's the latter. Now that ya got me thinking about it, maybe I should keep my guard up around her..."
Caspar isn't quite sure what to think of Miss Hecate quite yet, but he's been debating possibilities. She looks nice, seems like a good person, but he has a little voice in his head telling him to watch himself. He's taken to keeping the idea of staying a bit far from her until he knows for sure. Doesn't want any surprises.

| Raini Yilmaz | {☮}
"Oh, her! She seems like the perfect person for the job, definately fit for the leader of our group here. If there's anybody in our little team that I trust, it's her."
Caspar may be new to the town, and the group as well, he sees Raini as a good figure to look up to. He may be a bit of a hardass on occasion, but he can see her being tolerant of that if it comes to it. What he especially likes about her is that she seems like she could really care about the group, assuming that they all get to know each other well enough.

| Rebecca Ackermann | {☯}
"I can't really say much about her. Pretty sure I've seen her around, only been here for a short time though, so I might be seeing things. I'd reckon she's alright, but I'm sure I'll be wrong..."
Caspar's hardly seen her around, and in a town like this, he really would like to keep the "jumping to conclisions" to a minimum. If he had anything to say about her, it'd be that she's quite a ball of energy. He doesn't quite suspect anything of her.

| Dan Carver | {Potential ☮}
"He's good at what he does, I'm sure of that, but he doesn't quite seem like a convorsationalist. Yeah, yeah, do what ya will, but I gotta jump to a conclusion here and say he's troubled by something. Dunno what, exactly, but it's something. But I like the guy, think we'll get along quite well. Guess we'll see."
Caspar likes him, he seems like a hard worker. Whether he really does have a problem or not, he thinks they'll get along. Caspar's a big fan of his riksiness, too.

| Father Luca Petulengro | {⚜}
"I may wear a cross, but I ain't the religious type. I have my thoughts on why it's crosses that repel those fiends. I say as long as he doesn't force religion on me, we might get along. That's for him to decide."
While not his biggest fan, Caspar's alright with him. His religious babble bothers him, but he understands his opinions. Being such an opinionated man himself, it's an easy thing to identify with. If they were to get into a disagreement though, he's not quite sure what would happen.

| Séb Charbonneau | {☠}
"Oh please, this guy screams vampire. Either that or he's on something, because this guy looks like the apitomy of a classic vampire. I'll be very surprised if he's anything else. I'll say it now, I don't trust him."
Caspar is highly suspicious of him. Being so pale with eyes like his, it's hard not to suspect. While he tries not to show his suspense, he gets the feeling he may have let something show. Might be interesting to see how they get along.

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[Metronome]

I'm here :3

[hayley]

Séb Charbonneau Relationships

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Sébastien Charbonneau

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{"Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?"}
⚜ Acquaintances || ☯ Neutral || ☮ Friends || ♫ Best Friends || ♥ Love Interest || ⚤ Boyfriend/Girlfriend || ☠ Enemies

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| Caspar Van Slyke | {⚜ / ☠}

"Why is it that every time I come across that man he's got his eye on me? Somehow I doubt it's because he thinks I'm pretty. That cross...but maybe I'm reading too deeply into it. Just...I wish he would stop watching me. I might be being paranoid, but he makes me itch, and I don't like him."

Séb does not like to be noticed, whether he's actively avoiding the attention of others or not, and the few times he and Caspar have been in the same room, Séb has sensed the hunter's gaze on him. They've even locked eyes once or twice. Although he's not quick to suspect that Caspar is a hunter, he's happy to avoid him.

| Raini Yilmaz | {⚜}

"Oh, her. Yeah, she's good looking, good hair. Not from around here, I think. Pretty unremarkable style-wise, though, at first I wouldn't have paid her any attention. But.. the blood I smell on her doesn't belong to her. I guess she works at the hospital or something, but there's more to her than that. Some of the others don't seem to like her much, and I think I can guess why..."

Séb and Raini have crossed paths one or two times, and although they've never exchanged words, Séb knows who she is, even if he doesn't know the full story. He's heard her name mentioned within the coven, and doesn't really know what to make of her, but he feels an instinctive wariness towards her. He senses a hardness to her that he recognises in himself, but by all accounts there's a soft-hearted side to her too. Nonetheless, he wouldn't lose any sleep if they never crossed paths again.

| Rebecca Ackermann | {Potential ☮?}

"Becca? I like this girl. She is crazy. I don't know whether she's nervous, or drinks a lot of coffee, or if that's just who she is, but every time I run into her I'm blown away by her energy. I'm pretty sure I've seen her talking to herself, too."

Séb and Rebecca have spoken a few times. He's pretty sure she's a werewolf, but he likes her anyway. He hopes it won't stop them from being friends, but things are weird since those kids killed that family...hmm. Even if they can't be friends, he looks forward to running into her. He finds her very entertaining and even quite sweet.

| Dan Carver | {☠}

"This guy.. no way, man. You'd think a couple of bartenders would have at least something in common. But no, this guy.. I can feel the hate just rolling off him. Thought it was the gum at first but there's got to be more to it than that. I'm just glad we don't work together; I'll be glad to stay as far away from him as possible."

The first thing Séb noticed about Dan Carver was his size. The second was the cross he wore. Séb is nearly totally certain that Dan is a hunter, and a vampire killer foremost. He's bought a drink at Dan's bar exactly one time. He didn't go back for another. Séb has that kind of dislike for Dan that you only have when you know someone's dangerous - a mix of anger, venom and just a touch of fear. He's not certain that his natural ability would let him best Dan in a fight.

| Father Luca | {☯}

"Surely, this man's a little young to be a Priest? He looks barely a year older than I am. And frankly, I don't get why such a young, good-looking guy would choose that kind of life for himself. Well, he's never stepped on my toes. I doubt he could hurt a fly. But I'm not about to go making friends with him."

Luca's lifestyle does not interest Séb for a moment, except the odd occasion when Séb has wondered exactly what would compel any man to become a Priest. Séb's highly secular upbringing has not made him fond of religion, and the whole vampire thing doesn't exactly help that cause. But Séb doesn't even know the Father's name, having only seen him once or twice, ushering his little flock of sheep into the church. He has no real reason to like or dislike Father Luca.

| Hecate Moreau | {☯ / maybe ♥}

"Hec? To look at her, you'd think she has everything a woman could want. She's beautiful, elegant, charming. She's enchanting. But...what a litte ice princess she can be, sometimes... I haven't made up my mind about her yet, but I'm pretty sure she loves herself enough for the two of us anyway."

Séb is definitely interested in Hecate Moreau. He really does find her enchanting. But he's known enchanting women in the past, and at any rate, he gets the feeling she could be bad news if he got too close, with her sometimes icy and self-centered nature. They have some things in common, and will sometimes lapse into French when they're talking, but there are so many points at which they differ; her pure-blooded lineage, her renown with the locals and her unnatural views towards feeding... It can definitely be said that Séb has conflicting feelings towards Hecate. It hasn't dawned on him that she might not be as into herself as he thinks she is.

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E: Obv if I've gotten anyone's char wrong or you want me to change anything, please tell me :D

[Helo]

Still here as well

Do the vampires in this have reflections, require an invitation to enter a home, and do they have any reaction to dead blood or garlic?