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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #150 on: June 12, 2019, 12:53:27 AM »
He's the one in blue

Name: Jonathan K. Blackwell

Race: Vampire

Origin: Bournemouth, United Kingdom (last visited ~100 years ago)

Age: 837

Position: Enforcer

Vampiric Powers:
Common
All

Uncommon
Auspex
Celerity
Telepathy
Mind reading

Rare
Earth Element
Air Element

Physical Description: Rather tall, standing at 6 ft 6, with close cropped brown hair. A twin, his appearance is almost identical to his brother Martin. There is a large, stylized J K tattoo over his heart, largely to differentiate from his brother. Tends to move rather silently out of habit. When he speaks, he speaks with a measured and deliberate lack of accent.

Personality: More serious than his brother, he treats his role as an Enforcer with equal measures pride and gravity. As such, he has developed a sort of taciturn stoicism. Despite being rather personable, he does not see the point in making friends, figuring it will make it harder to finish the job should it come up. His closest relationship is to his brother, who he hopes to be able to one day turn, in the hopes of staving off an unfortunate death. Asexual, may become Gray Ace over time.

Biography: Jonathan was born, along with his brother, in relative comfort. The son of a Dhampir, he was unlucky enough to be born human. When he came of age, his fortune changed, however, and he became a full vampire. As such, he and his brother fully became a members of the royal court of England. As his powers manifested, he seemed to become perfectly suited for assassinations, and as such quickly rose through the ranks of the Elite guard. Sometime in the recent past, he went from playing the role of Protector, to Elite, and eventually Enforcer, ferried through the ranks on a river of blood.

In his (relative) youth, Jonathan was a much difference man, prone to flights of fancy and impulsive violence. Prior to the revelation of the Masquerade, Jonathan spent much of his time exploring the world, working as a hired gun for humans. He made a name for himself as the man who would never let a target escape. He took on several names, both to disguise his status as an inhuman, and to give himself an air of mystery. Oftentimes, the two worlds would overlap, allowing him to profit from the humans while fulfilling his duties to the court. As he became an Enforcer, however, he would begin to temper the hunger for violence, and become the more inhibited man he is today.
 
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Name: Martin Blackwell 

Race: Dhampir

Origin: Bournemouth, United Kingdom (last visited ~400 years ago)

Age: 837

Position: Enforcer

Vampiric Powers:
Common
Enhanced Senses
Enhanced Speed
Enhanced Strength
Glamour
Enhanced Healing
Enhanced Jump

Uncommon
Telepathy
Shapeshifting

Rare
Illusionist

Physical Description:
Rather tall, standing at 6 ft 6, with short, somewhat wild hair. Speaks with an Northwestern American accent. He bears an M tattoo on the back of his left tricep, to further differentiate him from his brother.

Personality:
Where Jonathan is stoic, Martin tends to wear his heart on his sleeve. He tends to be rather jovial. While officially at the rank of Enforcer, Martin is rather ill-suited for the violence and assassinations that come with it, more often than not using his skills to supplement the ranks of the Protectors. Equally personable as his brother, he finds comfort in making connections with others. Secretly, he fights a rather severe inferiority complex, based in jealousy toward his brother. He doesn't bear ill will toward his brother, but does feel jealous over the sheer difference in their overall power.
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While he does not kill unless he has to, his personality and telepathic link make him an excellent spy. Often, he will secretly relay potentially damning information to his brother, who will pass it along the chain of command.
His connection to his brother gives him something of a mental anchor to help defend against emotional manipulation while active, though this is more due to his brother's stoicism than anything else.

Biography:
Martin was born, along with his brother, in relative comfort. The son of a Dhampir, he was lucky enough to be born a Dhampir. He grew up quickly, as his kind does, and served as something of a guardian to his powerless younger brother. When they reached identical appearance once more, his brother was turned, and somewhat quickly became eclipsed by his brother's natural aptitude. As they grew, they began to drift apart, physically if not emotionally. While Jonathan became entrenched in wetwork, Martin followed the arts, spending time becoming a veritable polymath. When he became a part of the court, he gravitated toward the Elite guard, becoming a protector and using his powers to make trips that much safer. It was often said that if a Blackwell was on the trip, it would be uneventful. Either Martin would ensure you were safe from outside forces, or Jonathan would ensure the others were safe from you.

When they were finally reconnected roughly a hundred years ago, the brothers set about complimenting each others skill sets. With his abilities, Martin would support from the shadows. Be it through distraction, strategic guidance, or simply gathering intel, Martin made official missions that much more efficient. As such, when Jonathan became an Enforcer, it was expected that Martin would follow. The two make a great team, though few outside the court know Martin's true duty. After all, people tend to not want to say or do anything that might get them beheaded around someone who is, in essence, one of the secret police.

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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #151 on: June 12, 2019, 10:17:24 AM »
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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #152 on: June 12, 2019, 03:32:08 PM »
Name:Abisa Abowale
Race:Vampire
Origin:Zimbabwe, Africa
Age:36, but in vampire standards, 6 years.
Sire:Arthaneas "Art" Boissuaires Unkova
Position: None as of yet. Would still be considered a newborn. Hopefully working toward the Elite Guard and even an Enforcer.
Vampiric Powers:
Uncommon
- Fortitude
- Potence
- Telepathy
- Controlling Animals
Rare
- Invisibility
- Water Element

Physical Description:5'2, black hair, dark brown eyes, dark skin, dashes of tattoos, slim curvaceous physique, looks about her early 30s, late 20s.
Personality:
Ambitous, strong-willed, confident, and calculative. She knows what she wants. Due to how she was raised, she has a tendency to be wary of others, and is often moving her eyes around constantly as if she's scared, but in reality, she is searching for every exit she can find. Her wit is quick, and talent at being a silent walker is something she takes pride in.
Abisa refrains from verbal disputes, and she has a knack at being persuasive. She is quiet, observant with swift temper on others who disrespect her. She isn't perturbed about blood, gore, or death especially after having to kill her own father.
She has disciplined herself to hold a back her strong emotions in times of dire need, and when she is smiling it could be dazzling, she is usually somber and serious, but she can be fierce as a tiger, and silly at times. She enjoys running in the jungles of her home, and water is like a second home to her. 
Her attraction towards Art started out as curiosity. She found him attractive in the sense of his cat-like ferocity, and he had knack for making her laugh. Abisa had little laughter in her life. She was shocked to learn he was a vampire, and thought long and hard what she thought of vampires.
She never truly thought about it, but Art certainly wasn't the worst vampire. Yes, he had attitude, and Abisa found it amusing, he would get so rough and tumble too! She enjoyed it! No wonder she agreed to become a vampire for him!
Biography:
Abisa grew up in a gritty, savage, and cruel home in Zimbabwe. She holds a seriousness to her God, Gauna the God of Death, Life, and Renewal, the only thing her mother raised her with. Zimbabwe tribes in the midsts of war as Abisa grew up, her mother sick and father gone in battle. She spent a lot of her time hiding, running errands for her mother, and practicing her fighting skills her father taught her. Between her mother's sickness, and the tribe wars, Abisa was usually alone. Her father was a scary man who had a tendency to raise a hand more often then not, it made Abisa relieved whenever he was gone doing his guard-like duties.

There were very few times her father ever paid mind to her teachings, when Abisa was old enough, and started travelling to school in the cities, her father began beating her mother. Mother unable to fight him took the beatings, and her father did what he pleased to the whores for the village.

Abisa took on her education like a typhoon, she wanted to become something more than a tribe woman, her goals were business. She wanted to work in fashion, but it was a lost dream. She moved to marketing instead, her heart setting on owning her own business one day, and providing all the money needed for her mother.

She later moved her mother out of her home in their tribe, and into the city. Leaving her father, and providing for her mother while still in school. Her mother's health rose in the medical environment, and she was relieved. Abisa graduated her college with a Bachelors in Business and Marketing, she had taken three jobs to pay for her school debts and mother's medical fees.

When she turned the ripe age of twenty-nine, Abisa wasn't working three jobs, she was still paying her mother's medical fees, and school debts were still owed, but she was happy in a sense. One night, her friends had demanded her to go to a club with them, she agreed to go. The announcement of vampires in the world hardly fazed her, and when she met Artheas that night, she thought nothing of it.

He was as attracted to her as she was. Abisa wasn't searching for romance, but fun, and he was fun. Alluring, exciting, and what she sought. She would often meet him on occasions a the club, willingly going to meet him. It was one night, Abisa had taken a detour, she missed the waterfall she grew up near. Taking a trip to her countryside, she had waited till the evening cooled, and she made the trek to the waterfall. Little did she know, Art was near.

This was how Abisa found him, he was swimming in the water, and looked like he wasn't surprised she was there. At least until he saw her face and recognized her. This was how Abisa learned of him being a vampire. At first, Abisa was surprised, but then she sat for a moment right in front of him, holding up a hand to silence him before looking to him and laughing. She laughed! Now she wasn't laughing at Art, but more at the situation. A man who she had been sleeping with for almost a month now, was a vampire and she never noticed. Art must have been expecting her to be afraid.

After her fit of laughter, she looked at Art. "Sorry for laughing, I haven't laughed like that in years!" Abisa states wiping tears from her eyes. She stood walking straight up to Art, a dazzling smile she hadn't given anyone in a long time, stepping into the water with him before throwing her hands around his shoulders. "I don't care if you're a vampire. You're too much fun to be around than for me to care!"

Then it changed.

She had come home one evening to her mother asleep, and her father had taken the chance to jump her, he had gone through her window. He had taken on a twisted and perverted identity, his mind changing over the years, one day he decided Abisa was his next dessert. Abisa had been hanging the guards and soldiers in the tribe too long to not react, her instincts kicking in. She slammed her hand into his face, causing him to bite his tongue. Pissed, he ran at her head on, Abisa rolled to the floor. Their fighting didn't last very long, but it certainly took a toll as Abisa had been injured by the bastard known as her father.

On the floor after tumbling to the ground with him, Abisa's mother yelled calling the police, whilst Abisa crawled away from her father. She had been stabbed in the stomach by him. Her father stood up shakily, managing to make her way to the kitchen, Abisa opens a drawer as her father stumbes in and charges her. Abisa unable to stand just barely shove sher hand into the draw and pulls out one of her kitchens knives as her father crashes into her with his own knife.

Police arrive and so does an ambulance. Abisa was unconscious whilst her father who was on top of her, had passed in the time it had taken the medics to arrive. She was at the hospital when Art found, Abisa had lost quite a bit of blood, and slipped into a coma for several days. Waking up to the sound of a man slamming her door open at the dead of night, and stomping into her room demanding to know who did it.

The first thing she did was laugh, it hurt, but she laughed anyways. Abisa was later turned by Art, and remained with him for several years. When he moved to Quebec's Vampire Colony, Abisa had asked to remain so she could help her mother in her passing, and bury her. It had been a year since, and now she was finally back in Quebec and ready to greet her Sire, the vampire who amuses her the most.
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On's:Sensual, Rough, Growling, Biting not to the point of blood, foreplay.
Off's:Being Branded, Being Castrated, Being Mutilated, Being Spanked, Breast Expansion, Gagging, Gaining Weight, Giving Anal Fisting, Giving Vaginal Fisting, Hair Pulling, Intestinal Penetration, Lactating, Menses, Receiving Anal Fisting, Receiving Vaginal Fisting, Scat, Spanking Another, Undergoing Cum Inflation, Watersports, Wearing Collars.
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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #153 on: June 16, 2019, 09:20:41 PM »
Name:Stefano "Val" Valentini
Race:Vampire
Origin:Italy
Age:824
Position:Elder, Photographer
Vampiric Powers:
Uncommon
-Shape-Shifting: Can only transform into same gender faces and body types, etc…for now.
-Mind Reading
-Telepathy
-Fortitude
Rare
-Illusionist
-Invisibility
Physical Description: 6’5, 165 lbs is the only thing he remembers out of true form, he has shifted so many times, the only thing which is the same is his height in most of his forms.


Personality:
Stefano appears to be a confident, friendly, and intelligent. However, these were merely acts to lure his "prey" into a safe cocoon, when really it is to conceal his eccentric, cruel, and selfish personality. He considered himself a strong predator who would seek to devour the finest meals he made of his "prey" and would not hesitate to resort to any merciless tactics in order to achieve his goals.
He liked to consider himself an artist.
It became worse after he transformed into a vampire, Stefano murdered his Sire, and it especially changed after he experienced war as a photographer. Stefano was implied to have been a normally-functioning, if not slightly eccentric artist once. However, once exposed to the horrors of warfare, Stefano developed a sinister outlook in his artistry. Stefano's notions of "art" became increasingly morbid, and he soon took interest in the taking of lives, in particular the immediate moment of one's death, taking pictures of it or video taping it.
Over the years his artistic obsession changed into a more psychological torture. His “lovers” as he called it were victims of his artistic abuse, on the verge of perverted lust, and he would be extremely obsessive, near the verge of locking his “lovers” away if it wasn’t for the fact he enjoyed the “Hunt” so much.
Stefano does have a problem with others touching his “lovers”, he becomes extremely jealous, and will do twisted, or conniving tricks as “punishment” for disobeying him.
He also enjoys watching videos of his previous victims before he developed his “Love” stage, he would watch it over and over, he would even force his “lovers” to watch with him.


Biography:
Stefano was born and raised in Florence, Italy. He grew up with an abusive alcoholic father, and a mother with a artistic obsession for the perfect moment. His mother who would search for the perfect “colors” as she called it, was secretly a serial killer. She would cut and slice her victims, drain them of their blood and use it as paint for her sculptures or paintings.
Stefano grew up with this type of environment, he developed a friendly personality for his mother, luring her victims. Later, when he turned eleven years old, was when he had his first victim. His girlfriend, Lucia, cheated on him. Without her knowledge that he knew of what she did, he took her out on the most wonderful date one night. By the end of it, when they lay in his parent’s field, he had jumped her and began to choke. When he finished choking her to dead, he sliced her open, ravishing her still warm body in her own blood.
Stefano over the years developed his technique, becoming a famous photographer, whilst secretly killing once or twice a moment to remain sated. He had killed his parents a long time ago without a soul to know.
One night, he was searching for his next victim, when he met her. Medi Bondelio, she was tall, gorgeous, and attractive. She conversed with Stefano, spending the evening with him.
As they continued to meet over the next several months, Stefano noticed something odd, she never wanted to meet during the day, and she was sometimes late for their dates. When he confronted her about it, she admitted to being a vampire, and she wished to turn him. It was a lovely several years between them, Stefano could kill how he pleased or not at all.
But it all changed the day Medi decided to meet with her previous lover, enraged he bound her in silver chains, and kept her locked up for 51 days. Till she died, tortured by Stefano.
He travelled for some years, falling back into his habits as a war photographer, but it wasn’t enough. Those days with Medi, were splendid.
This pushed him to the “Lover” stage. He would find what he considered the perfect one, they could be male, female, old, young; it did not matter. Stefano would spend anywhere from 51 days to several years with his one “lover” before they faded or lost their luster.
He spend three hundred years in pure bliss till the vampires in the world were announced. At first, he was angered, but then it changed. He had taken on a prison job as the only Pschologist, the therapist of the prison.
It was boring for a while, he would experiment, or play here and there. He was sated recently with his last “lover” but his hunger for another was rising till he met Edward James Davenport. Oh how he enjoyed him, it did anger Stefano when Edward transferred to the Isolation Ward, Stefano was unable to go near him.
Stefano spent the next five years experimenting, perfecting certain powers as he searched for Edward.
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On's and off's:
On's
-Giving Controlled Breath
-Performing or witnessing Hard Vore
-Soft Vore
-Giving Fear
-Nonconsensual
-Physical Force
-Mutilating Another
-Needleplay
-Performing piercing play
-Performing Dominance/tying up
-Verbal Abuse
-The List Goes ON!!!
Off’s
-Being Branded,
-Being Castrated,
-Being Mutilated,
-Being Spanked,
-Breast Expansion,
-Receiving Gagging,
-Gaining Weight,
-Giving Anal Fisting,
-Giving Vaginal Fisting,
-Hair Pulling,
-Intestinal Penetration,
-Lactating,
-Menses,
-Receiving Anal Fisting,
-Receiving Vaginal Fisting,
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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #154 on: June 16, 2019, 10:58:45 PM »
Name: Darri Brimir
Race:Human
Origin: Reykjavík, Iceland
Age:34
Position:Owner of Tartarus, Bartender
Vampiric Powers: None
Physical Description:5’9, dirty blond hair, dark green eyes, muscular build, and dreadlocks.
Personality:
Darri is kind of unpredictable, stubborn, and philosophical but also very kind, intelligent, selfless, empathetic, compassionate. He is extremely loyal and has a loving nature, but he struggles to trust certain people after his mother left him at the monastery in Iceland with a father who didn't exactly treat him like a son. So if he loves someone in any way, he loves them with his whole being. He has developed into a very free-spirited, mature and independent person, but has a very fierce temper when it rises which is rare, and he has no tolerance for people who break their word/promises. He does struggle with certain emotions like love and when he loses someone dear to him, he turns that pain and sadness into a cunning rage.
 
It is very hard for him to forgive those who have betrayed him. He has a tendency to drown himself in loud, audacious music about sex and things he could never do. Which is why he owns the Tartarus. Sometimes if you catch him at the right time of night, you'll hear the music he listens to and he'll be dancing the night away lost in the music or he'll be in a club. His way of focusing his thoughts when he is frustrated, angry or sad.

Biography: He was born and raised in a little town near Reykjavik, Iceland. Darri has six siblings, an older brother and sister, whilst he has three younger brothers and a little sister. When his mother gave birth to him at the time, she was struggling to keep a job and trying to get rich husband which she did achieve, but she had to give up her first three children, and she did by dumping them at the Icelandic Monastery. Darri grew up among the monks with his two older siblings receiving monthly payments from their mother. Darri felt betrayed by his mother leaving them, and trusted no one other than his brother and sister which later he regretted when his elder sister ditched the Monastery without a word and no goodbyes leaving him and his brother.
He trained under strict order with the monks in hand to hand combat to control his rage and emotional outbursts. Their father wasn’t quite a father, but took responsibility to him and his brother anyways. They moved to America, and then later to Canada. He lived in Quebec ever since, he did some part-time modelling, and he wasn’t against working as a male stripper for a short time as well. He learned business in college and managed to make his own club. By then the announcement of vampires existing had happened.
By then he already owned Tartarus, and well business was business. After hunting down a few vampires to interview for a price, he upgraded Tartarus. Now more popular than ever.
Vampires weren’t his problem unless they made it so in his Club.
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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #155 on: June 16, 2019, 11:01:33 PM »
Tig is going to play every type of character!

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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #156 on: June 16, 2019, 11:02:44 PM »
Tig is going to play every type of character!

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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #157 on: June 16, 2019, 11:14:07 PM »
When I grow up I am going to be like Tig!! O8)

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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #158 on: June 16, 2019, 11:14:41 PM »
When I grow up I am going to be like Tig!! O8)

....why?....

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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #159 on: June 16, 2019, 11:37:48 PM »
Willing to play all characters....I am powered people!!  I will be bold one day.  ;D

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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #160 on: June 16, 2019, 11:41:17 PM »
Willing to play all characters....I am powered people!!  I will be bold one day.  ;D

Well thank you! Glad you aspire to try all sorts of characters.

Saika, I am happy to play such dark characters for you, thanks for letting me. XD

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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #161 on: June 17, 2019, 01:39:05 AM »
Well thank you! Glad you aspire to try all sorts of characters.

Saika, I am happy to play such dark characters for you, thanks for letting me. XD

Yeah sure lol I can pull off dark and twisted, but it comes naturally to you while for me I have to get in the mindset XD

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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #162 on: June 17, 2019, 02:45:11 AM »
Yeah sure lol I can pull off dark and twisted, but it comes naturally to you while for me I have to get in the mindset XD

I love playing dark characters. I'm a variety kind of player, but when it comes to the full-on twisted serial killlers, I live for it!!

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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #163 on: June 20, 2019, 08:25:36 PM »
I don’t think I can continue anymore. Sorry guys, but it’s all moving too fast for me.

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« Reply #164 on: June 20, 2019, 08:36:55 PM »
Sorry to see you go!!  :'(

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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #165 on: June 26, 2019, 06:21:29 PM »


Name: Andrei Nikoli Nesbynyuk

Race: Vampire

Origin: Rome, Italy (Born in what is now known as Ukraine)

Age: 1625 (apparent age, late 20's)

Position: Visting Dignitary

Vampiric Powers: 
Uncommon
Mind reading, Auspex, Telepathy, Shapeshifting
Rare
Invisibility, ESP


Physical Description: Andrei is built along the lines of the farmers he came from, broad-shouldered, slim-hipped and muscular.  At only 5 feet 9 inches, he exudes an air of menace that is hard to pin down. His hair is a gorgeous shade of brown and his eyes are an arresting shade of hazel. He tends to dress to show off his build and usually lets his shoulder-length hair hang loose.
 
Personality: Imagine a man with no limits to the dark depraved things he desires with the ability to get most of them. Imagine this man with age behind his desires and a rage that he tamps down with uncompromising force. Finally, imagine this same man with charm and a pretty smile. Did you imagine it? Now multiply that by 10.

Biography: Born in a small farming village during the final years of the 3rd century A.D., Andrei was raised with an enduring work ethic which lasted through his early teens. Responsible for helping to put food on the table at a very young age, he grew into a hard-working man who put other people's needs before his own, all the time. This changed once his father died during the Hun's occupation and the death of first his father and then his mother. His elder brother disappeared not long after, leaving himself and their two younger sisters behind.

Those sisters were married off before his 20th birthday and then he was alone. So? He packed bags and left the farm behind, in an effort to travel to Rome. That was where he was turned by Arrius Gallia in what seemed to him to be a happy accident but as he later learned had been planned since before his arrival. This was where he learned to love pain, to enjoy causing it, to relish the mind games that came from his ability to read what others wanted to keep hidden.

His Sire was killed during one of the many battles during the 6th century just outside of what remained of Carthage leaving him to make his way in the world. Centuries passed. Years in which he hardened, became more himself. Memories slipped away, people, places, things. None of it mattered. He hungered and ate, He grew tired and rested. He fucked when he felt the urge which, as time passed, grew less and less important.

Then at the beginning of the 19th century, he met Eliza Whaley. He loved her. Deeply. Truly. He became that boy, the boy he had forgotten, and gave her what he considered the world. Things were blissful, peaceful. There was love and companionship and CARE until someone took it away. It took him a while to find out who...and when.
 
Mathias. He and his friends. So...revenge became the cause he rallied around. When the man was gurgling his last, Andrei noted a tape. A small thing. He watched it and discovered his new cause. And now, with permission, he has come to find that...new little thing.

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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #166 on: June 28, 2019, 11:56:19 PM »
Ok, 90% sure that I've gotten all the characters into the ct threads, take a look.  If you're character isn't in there, please let me know, or resend it.

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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #167 on: July 01, 2019, 07:22:39 PM »
Name: Hidayya Akiza

Race: Elder Vampire

Origin: What is NOW known as Kenya, Africa

Age: 1872 (apparent age mid 20's)

Position: In Algiers- Enforcer | in Quebec ??

Vampiric Powers:
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Celerity, Flying, Fortitude, Potence
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Earth Element


Physical Description: At a tiny 5'3" and weighing just over 123 pounds, Hidayya could be mistaken for weak. It would be WRONG of course, but one could be excused for thinking so. Dark of skin, eye and hair, she is the embodiment of Africa with a strong enough accent that one can hear the plains of Kenya in her voice. She dresses impeccably, in well-tailored clothing and tends toward a serious demeanor.

Personality: Controlled and regal, Hidayya exudes a quiet confidence that marks her as the queen of all she surveys.  It matters not to her who is the elder, who has the power, who does whatever, wherever. None of it registers as it is not important. She is always proper, always ready to give a helping hand, provided she is compensated in the doing. She is headstrong and confident, able to parse information and deduce outcomes based on the barest minimum of information.

Intelligence is highly prized by her as well as an indomitable will. She offers respect to those who earn it but she will not hesitate to put a person in their place if she deems them silly, or worse, stupid. As in all things, her survival is paramount and she sometimes comes across as cold and calculating. She appears not to care and cultivates that image.

Biography: She recalls savagery. She remembers the fighting and gnawing pain of unfulfilled hunger. She does not know who made her. In fact, she does not remember the where or the why, only that by the time her memory became cognizant of the passage of time, what would come to be known as Kenya had been flooded by the Arabian peoples, sometime at the beginning of the fifth century.

She remembers the first time the Earth came to her call. It was during an invasive force in the middle of the sixth century. She stomped, such a simple thing, and the earth cracked. A great fissure formed and swallowed many invaders. That was when she realized that the many earth changes that surrounded her were solely due to HER, and set herself to learn.

By the tenth century, she had grown weary of the fighting, of repelling attack after attack. She went to Earth in a small cave high in the mountains and there she allowed a few hundred years to pass her by. She came up only to feed, not from the peoples that surrounded her. No, she would not harm HER people. She fed from the invaders, from livestock. They were NOT like her, she did not need them. Hundred fell to her, thousands. But only when she awakened.

The centuries passed.

She looked up one day and realized that the invaders were taking her people and that they were not returning. Curious as to why she ran into a group of slavers in the early 1600s and was captured after putting up a small fight as to not overwhelm them. They shackled her and, along with about 100 others, took her to sea. She stayed quiescent until midway through the sickening journey when she broke her shackles in the middle of the night and killed every single white person aboard the large sailing vessel, freeing herself and her countrymen in the process. She repeated this feat, endlessly and the following centuries saw innumerable slavers fall to her attacks. Her people called her the Mother of Vengeance as she spared no slaver, ever.

By the mid-1800s when the trafficking of her people had slowed, Hidayya took to traveling, sometimes leaving her land for months at a time. Everything that she witnessed, the brutality of Europeans to her people, the wars of attrition, the hunger for gold and land and riches underlined the reasons why she wanted her people separate, needed them to be. Yet the colonizers would not allow it.

It was during this time that her memory became more reliable and she recalled flashes of things that had gone before. She glanced into the earth and saw silver hair and pale skin, saw fangs. She felt, more than saw, hands on her throat, teeth at her breasts. SHe had no actual memory of these things as centuries had rolled by, taking unimportant things away and replacing it with new experiences but when she looked into the Earth, things were brought to mind.

So she grew in understanding.

She had created herself. That was what she believed. She had no understanding before, no way of knowing what she could and could not do. With no teacher, she grew in swiftness, in strength, in stamina. With no teacher, she called the earth, grew the plants, melded with the soil. With no teacher, she solidified into the regal beauty that she had always been, dark of skin and eye and hair. With no teacher, she had grown into what she was.

A Queen.

She had walked the Earth for millennia but she had never known softness, never known care. She had never known love. What she had known was a vast abiding hatred for a group of people who had taken from her land but had never returned what they took. What she had known were war and death. She knew the wild places, the mountains and forests, the deserts and plains. She knew her people.

It was enough.

Then, of course, she who had lived even longer announced that their kind should come out of the shadows and step into the light. Colonies were set up and surrounded by high walls and humans. In her colony, she had opted to be a guard, high in the organization, a leader of the Enforcers of Algiers. But wanderlust soon took her and she decided to venture to the cold lands, to look upon what this woman had wrought.

She came to the largest enclave of them all and found it ...wanting. The division between the haves and have nots was vast and for most of them, unlife was a series of trysts and ridiculousness. She wanted something, needed to do something and so she had offered her services once more. After all, there was nothing else to do in the long nights. She shared no bed and in her many years of life, she never had. She is the very vision of the Virgin Queen, mother to a people but not to a child.

She resides in the Castle, a small hidden set of rooms that she chose upon her arrival. She watches with dark eyes and tallies the wrongs her people have committed and continue to commit. She lowers her head when needful and speaks softly but it means nothing. Yes, the woman who is as old as the known world is strong but Hidayya does not care. In the end, there is only what must come and what she desires.

A world where her people...lead.

It will happen one day. She will make it so.

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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #168 on: July 03, 2019, 10:08:23 AM »

Name: Aksel Gerhard von Krogh
Race: Human
Origin: European union
Age: 49
Position: Human Ambassador
Vampiric Powers: While frequently mistaken for one, actually human. Highly resistant to mental probes.
Physical Description: Snappy dresser - Rarely seen out of a suit. Makes a point of keeping lean and mean, though his age is starting to catch up on him. Rarely smiles, or shows much emotion at all, really.

Personality: An aristocrat through and through. Always in control, with that natural arrogance that comes only from those of superior breeding. Approaches everything with a calm, unflappable attitude, and unshakeable conviction. Living in the colony, he knows the risks - diplomatic immunity or not, chances are good he'll leave in a pine box - yet the prospect doesn't seem to phase him. Aksel isn't a nice guy - but humanity doesn't need nice guys.

Biography: Second son of a long line of Dutch aristocrats, lands and titles were never intended to be Aksel's inheritance. Instead, he was trusted with a secret far more important, passed down, always to the second son...

He was groomed to be a diplomat from a very young age, attending a number of prestigious institutions, and schooled in a considerable number of languages and cultures besides. It wasn't until Oxford that his training culminated with official induction. He spent time with the chapter there, developing connections, learning the true nature of the enemy, and carving a reputation for himself.

With their help, along with his own talent, he rose quickly through the UN ranks, eventually landing the job of goodwill ambassador to the Qubec colony, some 18 months ago. A dangerous role, especially for a man of his persuasions, but... ideally placed to feed information back to the Inquisition.

A tenuous position, certainly. But a useful one, worth any amount of personal risk. Some, perhaps, already suspect. There are many eyes on the ambassador, after all. Yet, it is not such a simple thing to level accusations against an ambassador, especially over a group, that, as far as most of humanity is concerned , doesn't actually exist.

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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #169 on: July 11, 2019, 05:04:47 PM »
I would love to join as a male vampire hunter turned vampire or a female version of that.

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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #170 on: July 13, 2019, 09:47:21 PM »
Name: Jeremiah Berkus, DSc (Doctor of Science)
Nickname: Berk
Race: Human
Origin: Douglas, County Cork, Ireland
Age: 36 years old
Languages: Gaelic (native), English (fluent), French (fluent), Spanish (fluent)
Position: Undetermined
Vampiric Powers: Not applicable

Physical Description: Nearly standing at six feet tall, Berk's hair is lightish brown with pale blue eyes that hide behind clear lens glasses. Having a swimmer's physique, Berk tends to wear black or smokey charcoal colored slacks with a muddy black leather belt, and a button down shirt (tucked in) that is white under a color coordinated cardigan and tie. (Owns a pink shirt that got washed with a red sweatshirt, by accident, that he occasionally wears on laundry day.) If not wearing a lab coat, he has on a casual dress jacket that is usually a matching color of his slacks. Is never without a pocket sized notebook with pen for moments of thought and inspiration.

Personality: In that Berk is too accustomed to being considered a social outcast, Berk is generally soft spoken (with a thick Irish accent) and found quiet around others. Observes conversations more than bothering to attempt to  become a part of them let alone engage them. It is too much of a trial with too many errors in failure he discovered in dealing with minds that, in his opinion, are too “simple” compared to his. Those who engage him, especially in friendly discussion and debate, are bound to discover and expose his sharp wit, stuffy intelligence, and risk his  tendency to be a bit abrasive. Regardless, he is a gentlemen, always, when it comes to the fairer sex. An unwillingness to ever lay a hand violently on a woman unless his life is at risk. Even then, it would only be to the extreme of subduing a hostile person.
 Much more prefers to keep to himself, getting lost in his studies and tests of theories in discovering further scientific advancements that could be beneficial to increase healing rate and even extend life. In his research, he is unopposed to using himself as a living test subject, regardless of possible hazards instead of a fellow human, vampire, dhampir, and or animals. Life, all forms of it, are to be protected. To be evolved to a greater level someday.
This is not to say he doesn't enjoy consuming a good stout, whiskey, or red wine on the occasion. Quite the fan of what is called the “Irish Car Bomb”. Even will entertain a game of air hockey, foosball, or darts when needing to walk away from a project to recharge his mind. Three times a week he adopts wearing a sleeveless gray shirt, black gym shorts, and sneakers to either use a treadmill or actually jog for a 25 mile exercise. Along with cardio workouts. That, or a speedo for swimming. The routine tends to alternate to keep himself at peak performance.

Biography: Jeremiah “Berk” Berkus was born awkward. As others looked to the sky, claiming what clouds “looked like”, he was digging up earthworms to study. Too often he was found with nose in the latest issue of a science magazine or a thick medical science book. Many a time, he was the living target for bullies. At a young age, after acquiring a rather nasty break in his hand, wrist, and forearm, it became the kickstarter of his fascination with the complexity of how the human body was capable of mending itself. Against medical advisement, he would remove his cast nightly. Examined and documented the progress of the bones, muscles and flesh. Even at the cost of having to open the wound for further “investigation”. As time carried him on, he became rather introverted. More interested in what the merging of various cells could produce than he was about merging his cells with a woman. Attempted a few times to be with another male, the results were less than unsatisfactory and disappointing. Walked a considerably dark road, questioning near everything that others feared exploring. In time, many called him crazy, insane and sometimes, even a monster. He to no more than a shrug with a smirking smile of arrogance, considering his mind too far evolved to allow emotions to interfere with his goals. To find the cure of all cures that did not cost an arm and a leg. Simply hoped to live long enough to discover it.

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Only into women, on the rarity. Considered a gentle dom, possibly a switch for the right woman. All else further is open to discussion.
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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #171 on: July 15, 2019, 03:28:22 PM »
Name: Kate Trimingham
Race: Human
Origin: Bermudian (Place of birth), United Kingdom (Nationality)
Age: 23
Position: Food
Vampiric Powers: None, whatsoever.
Physical Description:  The height and weight of prisoner 234122-6 is 175 centimetres long, weighing around 85 kilos according to the latest records. She has blonde hair reaching to her lower shoulder blades and blue eyes. Her appearance has been noted to be surprisingly athletic and curvaceous. She is noted as being a strong swimmer and having the associated physical condition. When spotted, please do not approach, but remain at a safe distance and call the local emergency number, prisoner 234122-6 is considered to be dangerous even when unarmed.

Personality: Her reluctance to cooperate in her psychological evaluation leaves me to chalk up this section to mere observation and review of interrogation tapes. Her social media accounts suggest a certain degree of narcissism. Although her pictures are the usual slew of bikini shots and exhibition of wealth the attached comments suggest she demands praise for each one of them. Is prone to lashing out if the audience proves unreceptive. Seems to respond well to compliments in an agitated state.

Behavior in a personal setting appears the same, showing a certain airheadedness in conversation, which I suspect is an act. Prefers to giggle rather than actually confront questions. Behaviour can flip on a dime to hyper-aggression for unknown reasons. Seems to be aroused by violence, both inflicting and receiving. Had to be moved into solitary confinement after picking fights with her cellmates. For this reason the prisoner always has to be approached with extreme caution as she will assault guards, hoping to get tasered, pepper sprayed or hit with a baton. Her crimes were likely the result of a desire for monetary gain and to gratify her need for violence. Does not seem to have any remorse.

Biography: Transcript Debriefing interview Prisoner 234122-6, records transcribed by [Name redacted]

Officer Bosco: Start recording on August the fifth at uhm… 13:34, present are I, Chief Inspector Bosco of the Bermuda Police Service to conduct the debrief and…

Warden Pardell: Warden Pardell of the [beep] correctional facility in an observatory role.

OB: Debriefing of Prisoner 234122-6, aka, Kate Trimingham. Can I call you Kate? -Detainee giggles at this point- Can you confirm that you are Miss Trimingham, 28 years of age, born in Hamilton, Bermuda?

Kate Trimingham (Loud and distorted): Yes!

OB: Miss, you do not have to lean over to speak into the microphone.

KT: -giggles- Oh sorry, yes. Yes, that’s me, my father was [name redacted], he was British, came here for financial reasons, but stuck around for the weather so that was why I was born here, I am actually British…

OB: -interruptingly- Thank you for answering the question….

KT: -continues regardless- He’s a millionaire you know, well used to be, so I guess I am a millionaire now, since my sisters died… I don’t want to talk about it.

WP: You realise your father is still alive, right Miss Trimingham? He testified at your trial remember?

KT: No no, he’s dead. I put that stuff in his drink you know, made him real sick but he is dead now.

OB: Yes, yes, you were very smart there Kate, but you forgot that the poison diluted once you put it into his drink. You couldn’t know of course, it didn’t say so on the packaging.

KT: -giggles- Oh that’s right. He had it coming though. Just like my sisters.

OB: Kate, this is your last chance to come clean for the record, okay? Do you want to confess why you killed your sisters? There are a lot of people who want to know.

KT: They like… Had it coming you know. I was the pretty one you know? I couldn’t help it.

OB: You did not give a reason Kate…

KT: Is it hot in here? I feel like its hot in here. -rustling sounds-

WP: Please Miss Trimingham please, put that back on 

OB: For the record, prisoner has stripped down her jumpsuit to the waist. She is wearing underwear however so we are continuing the interview… Kate please, tell us.

KT: I don’t know. It was fitting though. I liked Mary most so I like wanted to make it quick for her. You know? But then she started screaming so I had to push her head underwater and it all became like… Slow you know? I kinda liked that so I had to do Lena slow too. But you have people hearing right when you do it slow so I went with her on the yacht. And I could like tie her up and hit her. Dad was really into that stuff so I had a lot to work with. Plus, I was already at sea right, so that made getting rid of her easy. Thought that was pretty smart.

OB: Right, do you have anything else to say Kate?

KT: When can I go?

OB: Yes about that, Miss Trimingham, do you understand the meaning of this document you signed?

KT: Yes, it means they let me out of here.

OB: Do you know to which destination and why?

KT: They told me, but I forgot, they said I would like it there though.

OB: You forgot?

KT: -Loud- Yeah I forgot! What? Think you are better than me?

WP: Miss Trimingham! No! Please sit down! You are not helping your case here, I… -scentence ends in a gargle-

-sounds of a struggle and screaming, the door opens and several footsteps are heard-

Unknown officer1: Taser taser taser! -a dry tud followed by the clicking of handcuffs and shouting-
Unknown officer2: Hold her down! Prisoner! Let go! Let go!

-A tussle, possible application of the baton-

OB: Gag her! [name redacted] are you bleeding?

UO1: [profanities removed from transcript. In summary he confirms to have been bitten by KM]

OB: Go to the medical office stat, and you, escort her to her transport. We are getting her on the plane to Canada right now.

[End of recording]


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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #172 on: July 19, 2019, 12:47:07 AM »
Name: Malaya Divina
Race: Filipino
Origin: United States
Age: 22
Position: Servant
Vampiric Powers: N/A
Physical Description: As seen in her picture
Personality: While not exactly shy, Malaya is definitely not outgoing. She never has a problem talking with people, its just getting a conversation going that is usually an issue for her. Malaya is also rarely seen without her camera, taking pictures around whenever possible. With digital camera and a laptop, she is able to make beautiful creations.
Biography: Malaya has always had a free spirit. Born of rather religious parents, they were often annoyed with her desire to go out and sketch or play than to learn about the Catholic faith. All the same, it was how she grew up, even if she did take it with a grain of sand. Her favorite subject all through school was art. While not the greatest at drawing shapes and people, her abstracts certainly carried with them a certain...something...that all her teachers loved. They were always bright, always seeming to be full of laughter and love.
At the start of high school, Mal learned about photography. Saving up her allowance, she bought a digital camera. Having a laptop to help with school, she was soon learning how to create art in the photographs using tools like photoshop, Paintshop Pro, and GIMP. She was bordering on being a hippie, something that horrified her parents. They were sure that it would lead to hard drugs and condemn her soul to Satan. While Malaya doesn't know if the latter is correct, she is sure the former is not. She had always been open and welcoming of new people, even if she doesn't approach them herself.
It was this open attitude that spawned her curiosity of the Colony upon it's formation. For a while, it was something she had just heard of...a distant land not far away from her own home in California. A place formed in Canada, on the east coast. Her parents were mortified. Monsters had become real, and their souls were born of hell. Of course, Malaya didn't heed that at all. And so she found herself interested in coming to colony, to learn more about it and to use her gift with art to try and show the world that there is a light within the darkness.
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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #173 on: July 21, 2019, 08:22:34 AM »
Throwing another character out there :P


Name: Sarah Corlett
Race: Human
Origin: Isle of Man
Age: 29
Position: Food
Vampiric Powers: None, whatsoever.
Physical Description: A blonde, statuesque woman, Sarah herself is simply drop dead gorgeous with grey-blue eyes. Wearing her hair up to her shoulder blades she likes to occasionally braid it but usually wears it loose. She likes to flaunt herself, using herself as bait in her preferred hunting grounds, usually clubs and the like in tourist rich places, which are usually also the preferred hunting grounds of many vampires.

She is skilled in many different martial arts and thus trains regularly, giving her an extremely fit appearance and quite a bit of strength for a human. She barely ever uses it though, preferring to isolate her victim and making the vampire ingest silver dust through a spiked drink or by injecting them with a silver solution of her own special blend to knock them out.

Personality: That she is driven and has an incomparable amount of hatred for vampires is an understatement. So far her kill counter is somewhere over thirty, she lost track after the pregnant vampire. She insisted that it counted as two, although other vampire hunters were quick to dismiss her claim, stating that it counted as one. She remains mysterious about the source of her hatred but it seems to be related to her never returning to the Isle of Man after her eighteenth birthday.

The type of singlemindedness she carries with her has overruled almost every character trait. Sure, she can laugh and have fun, but there is always that one thing gnawing at the back of her mind: Where is the next vampire, how is she going to take it out? She has little pride in how she achieves things, more obsessed with the end result than the path it took to get there. She has no money to speak of but uses the funds she reaps of those she kills to continue her hunt. Pickings are slowly getting slim though as more and more vampires are moving to the colonies. She’ll have to take larger and larger risks. Something she is more than willing to do, damn the consequences.

Biography: “Shhhht…” The woman hushed the man, chained against the wall. The reason for his distress was apparent. Except for being affixed against the rock by unforgiving steel the two were knee deep in piles of clean picked bones. They layed heaps upon heaps, clearly human, some still with an alabaster sheen as if they had been boiled clean yesterday, others turned amber under the constant effects of the elements. The woman snickered as she looked up, peering along the stone walls of the perfectly cylindrical hole at the sky above, which was already turning a slight shade of pink.

“Don’t worry it’s already starting, look, the sun is rising.” She smirked, leaning her back against the man, taking care to rub her behind against his crotch. He no longer seemed to be invigorated by the feeling, not like he suggested he would yesterday. “Aww, are you scawed?” she asked, turning around and cradling his face in her hands. Not that he could answer, she had stripped him of all clothes and put a dental gag in his mouth, so the vile creature wouldn’t bite her. Better safe than sorry after all.

In some ways they were just like humans and if he still could, this one would have pissed himself in fear. Funny how these beings, living abnormally long lives, locked in youth forever, were still so scared of death. “It’s okay, you’re just repaying a part of your debt. One by one you are.” The vampire grunted something, probably along the lines of ‘let me go’, prompting Sarah to immediately slap him across the face. “Be silent when I talk!” She shrieked, pulling out a switchblade and pressing it against the vampire’s chest, where the heart was. The threat was implied, but useless, she was after all going to kill him anyway. In a few hours the sun would completely fill this cell and burn the vampire to a nice satisfying crisp. She put the knife back in her top, having made her point. “This is very traumatic to me, okay? It’s also in my past so I won’t get specific, but I think I need to kill another dozen of you guys to get even. Does that sound about right to you?” She asked him, leaning forward and pressing her finger on his nose.

Giggling she walked to the other side of the cell, leaning against the rock. She was already in beach wear, a white bikini and matching sarong, sunglasses fixed in her thick curls of blonde hair. If anyone was asking where she had been this morning she would spin the tale that she had been at the beach, at one of the parties there. There was always some stupid chump who wished to protect her and testify that she had indeed sucked his dick and complimented him on its size. Easy peasy.

A sudden rap on the cell door startled the woman, perking up. There was not supposed to be anyone here. “POLICE! Open up!” Looking between the vampire and the door Sarah made a quick calculation. “Coming! Give me a few seconds to find the key!” she shouted back, only to be answered with more demands to open the door from the other side. She pulled out the switchblade again, revealing the silvered steel. “I am sorry I could not make you suffer more….” She whispered, grabbing a handful of hair to tilt the vampires head back as she efficiently slid the blade right between the ribs into the heart, twisting a bit to make sure the wound would be lethal. She pulled out the knife and threw it between the bones, prompting a constant trickle of dark blood from the young mans chest. Kneeling down Sarah straightened her back and put her hands on her head. Shame it had to end already.

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Re: The Vampire Kingdom(extreme, interest check)
« Reply #174 on: July 21, 2019, 01:07:18 PM »
Interested, indeed!
Will post up a character shortly*

*Today at least

Edit: What is there a need for? I will be playing female, but does it matter if I play human or vampire/dhampir?
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