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ERVIN HOLLICK
130 years old
10/06/1015

Ervin is a servant for the royal family and has worked in the castle for the past 115 years, since King Belantino's reign. He acts like a proper butler, but in actuality Ervin thrives on chaos. He won't purposely cause trouble, but he'll gladly observe any trouble he finds. He feels happy when he gets to clean up blood and he is usually charged with cleaning up execution sites, mostly because his co-workers can get squeamish around corpses and blood. To him, the more blood the better. He also likes to visit graveyards in his free time and watch random people's funerals or coming up with theories on how a wizard died. Besides his love for gruesome things, Ervin loves when things go to hell so he absolutely approves of the way King Belzeneff he rules his kingdom. Ervin also has a soft spot for the younger pair of twins because of their mischievous behavior, and he feels overwhelming joy when he hears about one of their pranks on the council or when he gets the fortune of cleaning up their messes.


Ryuunosuke Rousseau

Ryuunosuke was born in Japan to a Japanese woman who had an affair with a foreign man, and was abandoned in an orphanage as a baby when both parents split up and wanted nothing to do with him. He stayed in the orphanage until he was seven, which was when he got fed up and ran away. He lived on the streets and eventually met another orphan named Ryoichi, who he came to consider a brother after they started working together to survive.

His life ultimately changed when they encountered Protettore Giordano, who gave them money and food, and finally an offer to come live with him. He was adopted alongside Ryo and was happy with his new life, but their relationship started to go downhill when their ambition to be noticed by their father caused a terrible rift between them. Now Ryuu despises Ryo and considers his adoptive brother as competition for Protettore's attention and he won't hesitate to start fights with him. He considers Vencentio his "mom" since he helped raise them when they were adopted as children, while Jecht and Trixxtal are his "grandpas". Unlike with his brother, Ryuu likes his little sister and is adamant about being the better and favorite big brother than Ryo.
Roleplay Title:
Vampire Mafia
Setting:
Jecht and Trixxtal's House
Characters Involved:
Jecht Rutella

The microwave was broken.

Thanks to Trixxtal’s uselessness at technology, the $400 microwave Jecht imported from the United States was now sitting in the trash. Jecht still had no idea what actually happened, but earlier this week he had woken up to the smell of smoke and the frantic cries of Trixxtal. When he arrived in the kitchen to figure out what the fuck was happening, half of it was on fire, and Trixxtal was trying his best to put out the flames. The fiasco ended with them having a kitchen that was half burnt from fire and half soaked from water.

Now here he was, days later, sitting at his kitchen table alone staring at an uncooked bag of popcorn like a popcornless loser. He had no idea how to make the delicious snack without the aid of the microwave. Jecht did not really understand the mechanics behind the device; he just knew that people put food in the door and after punching in the time, the food came out hot and cooked. Maybe he needed heat?

At the thought of heat, Jecht smiled as a flash of inspiration hit him. He still had his enchanted earring that he obtained in his youth from some weird village of gold. Since he couldn’t understand a word of what the natives had been saying he just ignored everyone and went to steal their stuff. But after they emerged from the tomb people started cheering, bowing down to them, and practically threw the rest of their treasures at him and Trixxtal. His most important treasure had been the earring he took from the tomb. With it, he could command lightning, and lightning was exactly what Jecht needed right now.

He rose from his chair and left the kitchen, quietly entering his bedroom so he would not awaken the sleeping Trixxtal. He rummaged through his drawer and grabbed a jewelry box that contained the earring he had been looking for. Placing it on his ear like old times, Jecht smiled as he returned to the kitchen.

“Alright, time to make some popcorn!” his enthusiasm at an all time high, lightning sparked around his palm and he tossed a bolt of lightning at the popcorn bag.







“That was a bad idea.” he murmured, throwing the flaming bag of popcorn into the sink, the kitchen filling with steam as the running water washed away the flames. Jecht’s idea had worked too well. Some of the popcorn had fallen out of the bag before he threw it into the sink and they were as black as charcoal. He bent down to grab one of the pieces. “Less heat then?” he asked himself, examining the scorched popcorn. His lightning had badly burnt it, so obviously heating it up worked; he just needed something less intense. He smirked at that thought and felt smug that he was so “powerful” with his almighty lightning; the popcorn had stood no chance against his attack.

The stove still worked, so Jecht decided to try his luck with that. After he messed with the strange dial with the lines and numbers that would heat up the stove, he grabbed a frying pan. Tearing up a new bag of popcorn, he dumped the kernels into the pan and set the kitchenware on top of the heated stove. He stared at the unchanged popcorn kernels for almost a minute, frowning with impatience as nothing happened. “Well, that didn’t work-“, he stopped midsentence in complete astonishment at the sound of a loud POP. There it was! An honest to god piece of popcorn. He had done it! Grinning at his accomplishment with pride, Jecht felt ecstatic. “I can’t believe this work- Ow!", he was interrupted once again, this time by a popcorn shooting straight into his eyes. “What the fuck!”

Popcorn was shooting out of the pan, fast and unpredictable, and Jecht suddenly realized why popcorn was popped inside a bag. As the popcorn started flying everywhere, Jecht ran out of the kitchen to dodge them. The popping noises continued and Jecht knew that the only way he could enjoy the popcorn now was if he picked up the pieces off the floor, counter, and wherever else the popcorn may have landed.

Once he heard no more pops, Jecht sighed and walked back into the kitchen with sagged shoulders, feeling utterly defeated. He grabbed a broom and started to clean up the mess, each sweep a reminder of the fact that he was still a popcornless loser.
In Vampirates 11 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay


JECHT
“Oh, no permanent injuries? That’s good…” he commented, glad that nobody on the crew was as pathetic as he was right now. The last thing he needed was to deal with anybody dying. “Right, right, protected the supplies. Pants? Tch, good luck with that, I’m pretty sure Cece won’t find an abundance of children’s clothes on the ship.” he responded absent mindedly, half listening to Mariemaia’s report. It wasn’t until he heard the news that she had Jecht’s full attention.

Jecht stiffened and at once he felt like he was in front of that wizard all over again; helpless and weak, powerless to stop his enemy. He was so used to victory, he never had any idea what to do when he actually lost, and apparently he had just been dealt his biggest loss in a long time.

“…Gone?” he repeated, his body still frozen from shock at the news. No. It couldn’t be true. He must have heard wrong. He clenched his fists together and gritted his teeth before glancing at Mariemaia, in complete denial over the situation. “No…no you’re lying. Lying! They can’t have taken him!”

But the look on her face told him the truth he still adamantly wanted to deny, and dread overcame him. Jecht shoved his blanket away, discarding his pride with it, and stood up. His bandages were in plain sight, bloody from his own wounds, and the rage in his eyes made him look terrifying. “Out of my way! He has to be on this ship somewhere!” he shouted deliriously, pushing Mariemaia out of his way as he stormed out of his room.

“TRIXXTAL?! TRIXXTAL YOU PIECE OF SHIT I KNOW YOU’RE HERE!” he yelled, coughing in between words, “THIS JOKE IS NOT FUNNY! TRIXXTAL!”

He frantically ran all over the ship, his wounds from the previous battles opening once more and beginning to leave a small trail of blood behind him, but Jecht didn't notice. He searched furiously, attacking anyone unlucky enough to run into him, shouting for Trixxtal the entire time.

“DAMMIT TRIXXTAL! SHOW YOURSELF!” he screamed, not at all ready to accept that Trixxtal was nowhere to be found. Out of anger, lightning began to spark around him and the vampire captain growled as he started shooting bolts of lightning through the walls. “YOU CAN’T HIDE FROM ME!”

The crew frantically tried to dodge Jecht’s fury and they lamented the damage to the ship, but no words could calm the furious captain, and Jecht continued throwing lightning at every obstacle he saw until he finally felt worn out. The vampire collapsed to the floor, his breathing heavy and his head dizzy from blood loss from his reopened wounds. Red liquid covered his torso and stained most of his pants but his condition was the least of his worries. Kneeling down, Jecht tried to keep tears from falling and he started to punch the floor of the deck out of frustration.

“TRIXXTAL?? ARE YOU HIDING FROM ME? ARE YOU STILL MAD ABOUT EARLIER? I- I’M SORRY, OKAY! JUST…I..no no no! T-this wasn’t supposed to happen. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…Trixxtal…!” Jecht was crying by now, not caring who saw him anymore, he just wanted Trixxtal back.



BLANCHENFLEUR PERCIVAL
100 years old
13/04/1045

Blanchenfleur is a member of the rebellion who resides in The Under. He is a regular fighter in The Under's grandest attraction: The Colosseum. He met Seraphion through colosseum battles and is one of his rivals that he has faced against in the past. He dislikes Seraphion and Tiaro for their victories against him in the colosseum, but he can speak civilly with them. He even helps Seraphion with the rebellion and mostly handles recruiting from the colosseum since Seraphion rarely fights there any longer. Like many residents of The Under, he is difficult to get along with, and would rather be alone.


LOUELLE CAVICCHI
47 years old
11/08/1098

He grew up with a wealthy family, but they were not the richest or most influential, which is why it came to a surprise to Louelle's family when he was attacked one day. He was a young child playing in the gardens when a wizard wandered into the premises and tried to kidnap him. Louelle's family did not have as much protection as the richer families and the wizard was untrained with his magic, so he needed an easy target from a family with money but not strength. Louelle was that target, but he did not go willingly and fought back fiercely. Since he was young, his fear caused his magic to react in order to protect him and Louelle unconsciously cast a fire spell at the wizard. He could not control the flames and his body was badly burnt in the process. The fire alerted his parents and they swiftly dealt with the intruder and rushed him to the healers. Louelle was able to have most of his burns healed and some faded away within weeks, while other burns are still scarred on his body .Half of his face was damaged by the fire, so he wears a mask to cover his scarred face.

The attack motivated him to become a protector in order to protect other wizards from danger. One day, he managed to catch a serial killer and arrest him. Prince Belial heard of his accomplishment and demanded that Louelle become his Protector, even though he has not been a protector for long. The young prince did not say anything else, but he heard from some gossiping wizard that Belial's best friend had been killed a few years ago by the wizard he arrested and probably felt grateful towards him. He gladly accepted the promotion and Louelle became Belial's protector.

The young prince had already gotten his reputation for his insanity, crazed ramblings, and random outings to the poorer parts of the city by the time Louelle was asked to be his protector so at first he had a hard time communicating with him but eventually he was able to somewhat understand him. It also drives Louelle crazy when the prince wanders off at random times and he has to search for him, but he eventually learned most of Belial's favorite spots. Many of Belial's protectors were unable to deal with the prince and usually quit after a few months, almost as bad as Princes Bellarino and Belvedere's quitting rate, but Louelle has been his protector for a few years now.


EVANROSA RYTHEIR
59 years old
01/10/1086

Evanrosa is a member of the wizard council, but also acts as a reluctant spy for the rebels.

Evanrosa was under the effects of the loyalty potion until one fateful day when he encountered a mysterious man on the street who seemed eager to speak with him. The man spoke of good things about the royal family and wizard council and presented Evanrosa with a gift: a peculiar looking necklace. Due to his own arrogance and greed, he accepted it and thanked the man before they parted. Evanrosa performed a spell to analyze if there were any magical properties on the necklace and he discovered that it was actually a protective amulet. The amulet would negate any type of potion or poison he ingested. Evanrosa was surprised it was a form of protection and decided to keep it, but when he put it on for the first time he felt a sharp pain in his mind before passing out. When he woke up he could not figure out what happened and his healer did not find anything wrong with him, except that the necklace would not come off of him no matter what they tried.

It took a few months, but eventually Evanrosa put together the clues and realized that the wizard council was being drugged with loyalty potions and he was now free from the influence due to the amulet. He was shocked but did not dare mention it to anybody, fearful that he would be silenced for knowing the truth. The day after he figured out about the loyalty potions, Evanrosa received a letter from who he would eventually figure out is the rebel leader, Seraphion. They met in person and Seraphion explained all about his cause. Evanrosa did not particularly want to overthrow the royal family and participate in a revolution and he feared what the king would do to him if he was caught knowing about the potion, but he did not want to have his mind messed with either. He also feared Seraphion, who stated that Evanrosa was a despicable person he could have gotten rid of already, and it was only because of his mercy that Evanrosa was given a chance to prove that he was not like the other corrupted wizards on the council.

Seraphion had taunted him with threats like "I know all about you and every dirty little secret that you have tried to keep hidden. You thought you covered your tracks well? You did, but eventually I find out everything that has been hidden. But most importantly, you wouldn't want anybody to know about the secrets you have uncovered? It would be so easy to destroy your life. Just a mere slip of the tongue to the right people. Unless you want me to watch your execution...You will do as I say." and blackmailed Evanrosa to become a spy. He dislikes Seraphion and calls him a bitter old man behind his back, but Evanrosa eventually started to see how bad off the poor live and feels guilty for being partly responsible.



VILOFTIRAS VALJEAN
107 years old
04/05/1038

Viloftiras was born in the city in the north as the son of a nobleman who hated him because his mother was a poor woman who had used a love potion to seduce him into marrying her. Viloftiras’ mother was very ill while pregnant with him and she died moments after he was born, just barely long enough to name him. Since his mother was no longer around to dose his father with the potion, the effects wore off a month later. His father was furious when he realized what happened and Viloftiras was a reminder of his mistake, but he did not have the resolve to abandon him. His father treated him almost like a servant, but Viloftiras never complained, because if he finished his chores quickly and efficiently his father would teach him spells. Through these lessons, Viloftiras became rather skilled in magic even though he never got to attend formal school in his youth. He moved to the capital of Wiz and eventually became a Protector.

After years of working as a protector, Viloftiras felt unsatisfied about the path he was taking in life and quit. Viloftiras returned to his hometown and started an orphanage using the funds he earned as a protector, because he realized that if his father was not around he would have had to grow up in the streets. And to Viloftiras’ surprise his father, who had apparently become kinder while he was away in the main city, volunteered to help. They ran the orphanage together for a few years, but it quickly filled up because so many children were left on the streets. Some children with parents were simply abandoned due to poverty and given to the orphanage because they had become too much of a burden on the family. It broke his heart, but he had to turn away some children after awhile. Because of this, a wizard whose child was turned away by Viloftiras got angry and set fire to the orphanage one night when Viloftiras was out of town. The wizard was untrained, but surprisingly powerful, and used magic to trap all of the orphans and Viloftiras' father inside. Every inhabitant perished when Viloftiras returned, he was distraught when he figured out what happened. However, he knew the Wizard Council would not respond to the deaths of a few peasant orphans, but by reporting the death of a noble by a powerful and dangerous wizard, he was able to get the council to respond. The wizard was executed for being responsible for murdering a noble and destroying the property of Viloftiras. Since he no longer had the orphanage to run, and did not want to think of rebuilding one anymore, he decided to become a member of the Wizard Council to try to pass some laws that would help the poor.

To his relief, Viloftiras managed to join, but unknown to him the loyalty potion caused him to forgot his initial intentions of passing laws to help the poor children. Instead, he became more concerned with passing laws that would end up helping the rich, though he still focused on helping children since he has a soft spot for them. His new mentality has him focused on making sure children of the rich are protected, since they are obviously more important than poor children.


SYMPHAERIE ZYLAN
78 years old
12/03/1067

Symphearie is the daughter of the High Priestess, so growing up she was expected to act well mannered and altruistic just like her mother. She resented the expectations thrust onto her and constantly caused trouble for her parents by disregarding their wishes, throwing tantrums whenever she wanted something, and picking fights with other children. Because her mother had to spend so much time at the church, it was her father that had to watch her more often at home, and he usually gave in to Symphaerie’s spoiled nature. When she was fifteen her parents adopted a baby, her brother Symphony, and started causing even more problems because she wanted to steal away her parent’s attention. In the end, Symphaerie ended up being forced to babysit Symphony and she became incredibly attached to her brother, and got over her jealousy.

As she got older, she began to constantly attend parties and hardly took anything seriously. Symphaerie had zero interest in getting a job or living away from her family, and she constantly dated. In between relationships, one night stands were a frequent thing and Symphaerie liked finding casual flings with beautiful wizards. Eventually, she noticed the handsome Valroya Mancini at a party. She immediately pursued him and lavished him with attention, something he seemed to desire more than anything, which led to a one night stand. This led to a pregnancy and although she panicked, with the support of her family, she decided to raise the baby herself. Symphaerie had little interest in being involved with Valroya but informed him, and his parents, of their child a few months before she was born. After her daughter, Symphonia, was born she developed a friendship with Valyn Mancini, who was excited about a new grandchild.

Symphaerie hired a wet nurse to take care of the baby while she went off to do whatever she felt like, and she struggled with being a parent because of her wild personality. Though she stopped dating, Symphaerie never let parenthood stop her from going to parties and having fun. However, being a mother slowly helped her mature. She stopped being completely wasteful with finances and eventually got a job as an event planner. As Symphonia began learning how to walk and talk, Symphaerie realized she enjoyed spending time with her daughter and watching her grow up, so she started partying less to devote more time to be with her.


SYMPHONIA ZYLAN
19 years old
20/12/1125

Symphonia is the daughter of Valroya Mancini and Symphaerie Zylan. She has grown up with her mom and practically raised by the church so despite both her parent's irresponsible parenting styles, Symphonia has been influenced by her uncle and grandmother enough to not end up a brat. Spending so much time in the church and constantly playing with the orphans humbled her, because she saw what happens to children who have no family or money. She spends most of her allowance on treating her orphan friends to nice things, but Symphonia still gets whatever she wants since her mother spoils her. When she gets bored, she visits one of her half brothers Valiance or Valerius to see how they are doing. She also plays and sings in the church choir. She loves music and is amazed that her big brother gets to dance on stage with Angelic, and she always begs Valiance for tickets to see the concerts.
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