louie221

The Town Of Bellingstone

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

The Town Of Bellingstone

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

The Town Of Bellingstone

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

The Poor Among Us

Elliot, who was looking staring at the picture that he'd just lain on the dresser, tapped his fingers against the wood. The tapping seemed to echo in the room, there was hardly anything inside yet. Just when he was about to continue putting things away, he heard a noise behind him, shoes on the floor. He turned around rather abruptly, startled by the person who stood in front of him.

He was clearly an athlete, obviously strong. If he had to guess, Elliot would say definately one of the more physically taxing sports, football, baseball, something like that. He could even tell that, not only was he an athlete, but that he was one of the rich students. He would've assumed that he'd be put with another kid from his economic class, but he was very wrong. The very presence of his, what seemed to be, roommate changed the atmosphere of the whole room. Immediately he felt much more small than he had.

All Elliot wore was a beaten up beanie hat, a poor quality, blue, plaid, button-up, a pair of khakis, and some worn shoes that he'd had for the past few years. His feet didn't grow very much. Everything he owned was fading, and these were his dress clothes! If he didn't want to stand out, he knew he'd need to upgrade. And he definately was not going to stand out, that was never on his agenda.

He focussed his attention back to the athlete.

"Oh, er... Hi, you must be my roommate, yeah?" Elliot's voice was was much shakier than usual.

@King Tai

The Poor Among Us

@King Tai

Sure, that could be cool!

Dark Fairytale RP: [Always Open]

Doc continued running for a short while, finally taking a break to look behind him. As soon as he realized he wasn't followed, he let out a long sigh of relief. Now he knew for sure that he'd keep his life, much less lose it to a tribal man or a dragon. He shoved his hand into one of his pockets, rummaged around for a minute or two, and pulled out a small vial. It was filled with a thin, clear liquid. In fact, it almost looked as if the vial was empty.

"Bottoms up," he muttered, popped the cork off, and downed the liquid. He instantly felt better, filled with energy. The liquid was a potion to restore his energy, rather than waiting around for awhile for it to come back on it's own.

He took just one more moment to clear his head before he continued walking around in the strange forest. He still felt the odd sensation, but he paid much less attention to it. For some reason, it seemed to be easy to ignore, but when he thought about it, it was imposible to pay no attention. Each time it crossed his mind, he shook his head and focussed on the things around him.

Before too long, he stopped and pressed his back against a tree, similarily to what he'd done earlier at the slaughter. He heard a voice, something about an elven warrior princess or something of the like. The voice sounded angry, almost infuriated. Doc turned his head, leaning a little closer to the convorsation. If something was about to go down, he did not want to be in the center of it all.

The Town Of Bellingstone

Caspar VanSlyke

Caspar VanSlyke

{"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."}
-Louie Black (Yeeeeah came up with it mehself. 'Cause it's soooo good xD )

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| Full Name |

Caspar Jones VanSlyke

| "Slyke" |

For Slyke it's less about liking the nickname and more about saying less than his whole name. He thinks last names with "Van" in the beginning seem pretty intimidating, so he'd rather go with something a little less so. Not that Slyke is much of an improvement, but it's a bit better.

| Birth Date |

Born on Halloween day (October 31st) in 1990, he is currently 26.

| Age |

26 years of age.

| Gender |

Male

| Sexuality |

Heterosexual

| Relationship Status |

Quite single.

| Occupation |

Unemployed, but hopeful to work as an official Hunter, as opposed to working with his father to do so. He was never officially made into a Hunter.

| Role |

Hopeful Second in Command. He'd be happy to just be a Hunter in general, but he thinks that he is skilled enough to be a little higher.

| Coven or Pack? |

Part of neither, but he intends to aid their downfall.

| In Depth Appearance |

Caspar Jones VanSlyke stands tall above most people his age, often having to bend slightly beneath normal-sized doors. He inherited that much from his father, but almost nothing else. Nobody in his family really knows where he got most of his traits, but his eyes and hair the only clear things from his mother. He has grey eyes, almost strangely grey, but there is an odd sort of warmth to them. Most people would think grey would be a cool color, rather than there being a slightly warm tinge to them. His hair is a messy, light brownish color, just like his mother. He usually keeps it just a little bit longer than the norm for many guys.

Caspar tends to wear darker tones in his clothing. Grey, black, navy, maroon, with the occasional white. He never wears just a T-shirt, as he believes in dressing for his part. He typically wears a fairly thick leather jacket decorated with his maroon undershirt. He has gloves, similar in color to his undershirt, that he cut the fingers off of. They look more like ragged, leather, MMA gloves, now. His jacket has multiple pockets and slits in which he hides his many weapons. Daggers and stakes littered his body, yet remained completely concealed from the public eye. Small vials of holy water cluttered a pocket or two. Perhaps the most important thing that he wore, though, was his necklace. It was a small, silver cross. It may be small, but it was definitely effective.

His pants were quite an interesting story as well. He wore extremely dark jeans that stuck fairly close to his skin. He kept a foldable dagger and a small stake in his back pockets, and another one tucked in the side of his right boot. The leathery boots met at his feet and went a fair ways above his ankle. The dagger he stuck in his boot was, just like the others, foldable. But this one was considerable larger, looking a bit more like a machete when the black was flipped out. It was made of pure silver.

(Tattoos will be included below)

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |

Habits: When he's nervous, he tends to tap his fingers, close his eyes, or start scratching at his arms (despite them being beneath the jacket). It's easy to tell when he's angry at somebody because he always, and I mean always, cracks his neck and fingers.

Oddities: Caspar tends to growl and grunt when he's in a fight, which is exceedingly odd since he hates werewolves in particular. He notices it, but can't seem to stop, he assumes it's just something he's picked up while fighting them. He hates vampires as well, but for some reason, werewolves bother him more. Also, despite being clearly German, it was his grandparents who moved away from Germany. He was born in Great Britain, and, keeping the accent, moved to the U.S. when he heard of the Hunting that brought his attention. He also tends to whistle a lot when he's waiting for something.

Quirks: He has several tattoos hidden underneath his clothing, all standing for something unique. One of them, a large star on his right shoulder, is from his first time Hunting. For some reason, the werewolf he and his father's group were after wore a star necklace. It just seemed to stick with him. The second is a winged skull with blood dripping from the eye sockets. It symbolizes that he has seen horrible things, but continues to see them for the innocents in the world. His last one is his name written across his upper back. "VanSlyke". This one is there for the remembrance even after his death, because he is extremely afraid of the possibility of love. He has had a past of getting close to women and watching them be slaughtered by the very things he Hunts.

| Hobbies |

Caspar enjoys whittling, even in 2016 he finds the old hobby fun. Many people think he's living in the past, despite being born in the relatively modern days, until they see how well he handles the knife. He's very gifted, and can make some mean stakes at a moment's notice. He also finds playing the guitar soothing, a good way to relax after a long day. He may not be the best, but he knows enough to play.

| Likes |

Caspar has a thing for acoustic music, many of such artists nobody else knows. He's also into classic rock, and some of the modern stuff. His favorite artist is Jack White, a person who can definitely make him feel like a badass at the end of the day if he needs it. He also enjoys, as mentioned above, playing the guitar and whittling. Whittling also leads to his rather large appreciation for knives and stake creating. He also likes dogs, the tiny ones especially. He may look real tough, but in reality, he has a softer personality.

| Dislikes |

Obviously, he hates werewolves and vampires very much. When he's in an argument, he can't stand it when a person just won't accept defeat. Sometimes he is that way, too, but very rarely. He also hates it when people start messing with his hair. Don't. Touch. The hair. What he may hate even more than werewolves and vampire, though, is people who don't listen. They just nod and smile the whole time, not even paying attention to what he is saying, important or not.

| Fears |

His biggest fear is losing his closest friends and fellow Hunters. He grows close to people quickly, particularly after working with them for awhile. He also fears the concept of love, like his previous experiences said a ways above.

| Personality Traits |

Caspar is pretty well-rounded, but has some tougher and softer qualities. He's very independent, can do things by himself, but he prefers to do them with other people. He has a strong understanding of caring for a person, depending on how fast he gets to know the person. He bonds quickly, but also loses trust quickly. While he has no real reason to lose trust so quickly, he takes things rather personally. He can sometimes be fairly stubborn as well, but he really is a good person.

| Personality |

Caspar is a good man, he's both soft and hard. He is soft in the way that he find the good in people. He enjoys the company of others, he find it comforting in a sense that if something goes wrong, he doesn't have to deal with it alone. Some people would find that almost cynical, but he thinks it the opposite. He's a caring guy, always taking the people around him into great consideration. If there is something that would mostly benefit them and may hurt himself, he'd almost always go with the option that would help the others. He may look tough and scary, but he's more a softy than people would tend to think.

But he can be hard, sometimes. He has strong beliefs and likes to stick by them. His morals and preferences play a big part in his decision-making life. He rarely ever makes a decision that he disagrees with, unless he knows it is the way to make things right. He also likes to make himself look big. While a good person, he finds joy in showing off. He'll show off his looks, his skills, his weaponry, just about anything.

| Place of Origin |

He was born in Great Britain, his grandparents had come there from Germany, and he lived there until he was sixteen. After that, he moved to America.

| History |

Caspar's family is from Germany, hence VanSlyke, but his grandparents moved away from Germany during World War II. They moved to England, where they thought they would be safer. And they were, in fact, they made rather large sums of money. They never really gave away how they made it, but Caspar always assumed it was either for the government or illegal. He could see it either way.

Grandpappy and grandmammy VanSlyke brought their child over with them, Caspar's father. He grew up wealthy, for still unknown reasons. When he was about twenty eight, he married a woman who lived there at the time. After a few years, she gave birth to Caspar. They all lived together quite happily for sixteen years. During those sixteen years, Mr. VanSlyke revealed to their son that he was a Hunter. Caspar's mother was clueless about the whole thing, but he was taken to work with his father. He would show him how to make stakes, how to use daggers and knives, how to set simple traps. This is where Caspar found his love of whittling.

After a time, his father had to go to the United States for some important work. He told Caspar's mother it was a business trip, but Caspar knew that was all a lie. His mother and father's relationship had started to deteriorate, they argued all the time, his father was left sleeping in hotels constantly. Eventually, he just left. He promised Caspar he would bring him to the U.S. soon. Fortunately, it was soon, but not for a good reason. His mother was killed in a tragic car accident when he was only eighteen. After that, it was decided that he would go to live with his father. From there, he continued his training.

From then on, he worked as hard as he could to do his father right. He trained for extremely long periods of time, even longer than his father could bare, sometimes. Eventually, he could outdo his father at many tasks. He could make stakes quicker, he could throw knives more accurately, he was all-around better than him. He continued to Hunt with him, though, and they are still very close.

| Extra |

Theme Song

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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The Town Of Bellingstone

This is such a cool idea, how you only have 3 applicants right now is beyond my comprehension!

The Town Of Bellingstone

Here's my CS for a Hunter. If you think it's a little too high a rank for him, he can just be Hunter level, that's totally fine.

Caspar VanSlyke

Caspar VanSlyke

{"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."}
-Louie Black (Yeeeeah came up with it mehself. 'Cause it's soooo good xD )

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| Full Name |

Caspar Jones VanSlyke

| "Slyke" |

For Slyke it's less about liking the nickname and more about saying less than his whole name. He thinks last names with "Van" in the beginning seem pretty intimidating, so he'd rather go with something a little less so. Not that Slyke is much of an improvement, but it's a bit better.

| Birth Date |

Born on Halloween day (October 31st) in 1990, he is currently 26.

| Age |

26 years of age.

| Gender |

Male

| Sexuality |

Heterosexual

| Relationship Status |

Quite single.

| Occupation |

Unemployed, but hopeful to work as an official Hunter, as opposed to working with his father to do so. He was never officially made into a Hunter.

| Role |

Hopeful Second in Command. He'd be happy to just be a Hunter in general, but he thinks that he is skilled enough to be a little higher.

| Coven or Pack? |

Part of neither, but he intends to aid their downfall.

| In Depth Appearance |

Caspar Jones VanSlyke stands tall above most people his age, often having to bend slightly beneath normal-sized doors. He inherited that much from his father, but almost nothing else. Nobody in his family really knows where he got most of his traits, but his eyes and hair the only clear things from his mother. He has grey eyes, almost strangely grey, but there is an odd sort of warmth to them. Most people would think grey would be a cool color, rather than there being a slightly warm tinge to them. His hair is a messy, light brownish color, just like his mother. He usually keeps it just a little bit longer than the norm for many guys.

Caspar tends to wear darker tones in his clothing. Grey, black, navy, maroon, with the occasional white. He never wears just a T-shirt, as he believes in dressing for his part. He typically wears a fairly thick leather jacket decorated with his maroon undershirt. He has gloves, similar in color to his undershirt, that he cut the fingers off of. They look more like ragged, leather, MMA gloves, now. His jacket has multiple pockets and slits in which he hides his many weapons. Daggers and stakes littered his body, yet remained completely concealed from the public eye. Small vials of holy water cluttered a pocket or two. Perhaps the most important thing that he wore, though, was his necklace. It was a small, silver cross. It may be small, but it was definitely effective.

His pants were quite an interesting story as well. He wore extremely dark jeans that stuck fairly close to his skin. He kept a foldable dagger and a small stake in his back pockets, and another one tucked in the side of his right boot. The leathery boots met at his feet and went a fair ways above his ankle. The dagger he stuck in his boot was, just like the others, foldable. But this one was considerable larger, looking a bit more like a machete when the black was flipped out. It was made of pure silver.

(Tattoos will be included below)

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |

Habits: When he's nervous, he tends to tap his fingers, close his eyes, or start scratching at his arms (despite them being beneath the jacket). It's easy to tell when he's angry at somebody because he always, and I mean always, cracks his neck and fingers.

Oddities: Caspar tends to growl and grunt when he's in a fight, which is exceedingly odd since he hates werewolves in particular. He notices it, but can't seem to stop, he assumes it's just something he's picked up while fighting them. He hates vampires as well, but for some reason, werewolves bother him more. Also, despite being clearly German, it was his grandparents who moved away from Germany. He was born in Great Britain, and, keeping the accent, moved to the U.S. when he heard of the Hunting that brought his attention. He also tends to whistle a lot when he's waiting for something.

Quirks: He has several tattoos hidden underneath his clothing, all standing for something unique. One of them, a large star on his right shoulder, is from his first time Hunting. For some reason, the werewolf he and his father's group were after wore a star necklace. It just seemed to stick with him. The second is a winged skull with blood dripping from the eye sockets. It symbolizes that he has seen horrible things, but continues to see them for the innocents in the world. His last one is his name written across his upper back. "VanSlyke". This one is there for the remembrance even after his death, because he is extremely afraid of the possibility of love. He has had a past of getting close to women and watching them be slaughtered by the very things he Hunts.

| Hobbies |

Caspar enjoys whittling, even in 2016 he finds the old hobby fun. Many people think he's living in the past, despite being born in the relatively modern days, until they see how well he handles the knife. He's very gifted, and can make some mean stakes at a moment's notice. He also finds playing the guitar soothing, a good way to relax after a long day. He may not be the best, but he knows enough to play.

| Likes |

Caspar has a thing for acoustic music, many of such artists nobody else knows. He's also into classic rock, and some of the modern stuff. His favorite artist is Jack White, a person who can definitely make him feel like a badass at the end of the day if he needs it. He also enjoys, as mentioned above, playing the guitar and whittling. Whittling also leads to his rather large appreciation for knives and stake creating. He also likes dogs, the tiny ones especially. He may look real tough, but in reality, he has a softer personality.

| Dislikes |

Obviously, he hates werewolves and vampires very much. When he's in an argument, he can't stand it when a person just won't accept defeat. Sometimes he is that way, too, but very rarely. He also hates it when people start messing with his hair. Don't. Touch. The hair. What he may hate even more than werewolves and vampire, though, is people who don't listen. They just nod and smile the whole time, not even paying attention to what he is saying, important or not.

| Fears |

His biggest fear is losing his closest friends and fellow Hunters. He grows close to people quickly, particularly after working with them for awhile. He also fears the concept of love, like his previous experiences said a ways above.

| Personality Traits |

Caspar is pretty well-rounded, but has some tougher and softer qualities. He's very independent, can do things by himself, but he prefers to do them with other people. He has a strong understanding of caring for a person, depending on how fast he gets to know the person. He bonds quickly, but also loses trust quickly. While he has no real reason to lose trust so quickly, he takes things rather personally. He can sometimes be fairly stubborn as well, but he really is a good person.

| Personality |

Caspar is a good man, he's both soft and hard. He is soft in the way that he find the good in people. He enjoys the company of others, he find it comforting in a sense that if something goes wrong, he doesn't have to deal with it alone. Some people would find that almost cynical, but he thinks it the opposite. He's a caring guy, always taking the people around him into great consideration. If there is something that would mostly benefit them and may hurt himself, he'd almost always go with the option that would help the others. He may look tough and scary, but he's more a softy than people would tend to think.

But he can be hard, sometimes. He has strong beliefs and likes to stick by them. His morals and preferences play a big part in his decision-making life. He rarely ever makes a decision that he disagrees with, unless he knows it is the way to make things right. He also likes to make himself look big. While a good person, he finds joy in showing off. He'll show off his looks, his skills, his weaponry, just about anything.

| Place of Origin |

He was born in Great Britain, his grandparents had come there from Germany, and he lived there until he was sixteen. After that, he moved to America.

| History |

Caspar's family is from Germany, hence VanSlyke, but his grandparents moved away from Germany during World War II. They moved to England, where they thought they would be safer. And they were, in fact, they made rather large sums of money. They never really gave away how they made it, but Caspar always assumed it was either for the government or illegal. He could see it either way.

Grandpappy and grandmammy VanSlyke brought their child over with them, Caspar's father. He grew up wealthy, for still unknown reasons. When he was about twenty eight, he married a woman who lived there at the time. After a few years, she gave birth to Caspar. They all lived together quite happily for sixteen years. During those sixteen years, Mr. VanSlyke revealed to their son that he was a Hunter. Caspar's mother was clueless about the whole thing, but he was taken to work with his father. He would show him how to make stakes, how to use daggers and knives, how to set simple traps. This is where Caspar found his love of whittling.

After a time, his father had to go to the United States for some important work. He told Caspar's mother it was a business trip, but Caspar knew that was all a lie. His mother and father's relationship had started to deteriorate, they argued all the time, his father was left sleeping in hotels constantly. Eventually, he just left. He promised Caspar he would bring him to the U.S. soon. Fortunately, it was soon, but not for a good reason. His mother was killed in a tragic car accident when he was only eighteen. After that, it was decided that he would go to live with his father. From there, he continued his training.

From then on, he worked as hard as he could to do his father right. He trained for extremely long periods of time, even longer than his father could bare, sometimes. Eventually, he could outdo his father at many tasks. He could make stakes quicker, he could throw knives more accurately, he was all-around better than him. He continued to Hunt with him, though, and they are still very close.

| Extra |

Theme Song

The Town Of Bellingstone

WOW you definitely have my attention, I'll work on getting a hunter CS tomorrow!