[World of Darkness] Characters
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				Title: <strong>[World of Darkness] Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord of Shadows</strong> on <strong>16-04-2010, 10:29:46</strong>
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				Here you can post those characters you play, their description, pictures and such. <br><br>You don't need to post the link to your sheet here, that can be hidden if you want.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [World of Darkness] Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DeviantMunster</strong> on <strong>16-04-2010, 10:42:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i604.photobucket.com/albums/tt122/DeviantMunster/SoldierGirl.jpg?t=1271407308)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Veronica Valentine (Previously known as Valeriya Khripunov and Victoria Maxwell)<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Class:</strong> Hunter (Task Force Valkyrie)<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Veteran, Working for Project Twilight<br><strong>Biography:</strong> Veronica Valentine – or Valeriya Khripunov as she was known then – grew up part of a wealthy family, one that certainly cared about their new daughter. Her father was heavily involved in the politics of Russia at the time of her birth, and towards the beginnings of World War II would end up as a Brigade Commissar. She was born in 1921, young and naïve to the closing troubles that would plague her future. While there was a sense of tension after the end of the first World War, things seemed generally peaceful for her and her family, at least until her 14th birthday.<br><br>Psychics weren’t well known around that time, and certainly anything beyond such a thing like Mages and Vampires were utterly beyond comprehension, which naturally caused worry for her father when the incident occurred. Being filled with the blush of youth, many young men tried to court the young daughter of the established and rich family, yet one particular boy, Nicholai, got a little too close. Noticing the disturbing force he used to push his very own daughter into a corner, Christoph Khripunov approached with a determined gleam in his eyes, only to suddenly stumbles back in surprise when the boy’s clothing suddenly caught on fire, causing him to run around screaming before several people at the party managed to put him out. He didn’t discuss the incident with his daughter until much later, but he soon realized his pure princess had powers that simply defied his own comprehension. Naturally, he banned her from using those abilities in public ever again, which she just as naturally disobeyed.<br><br>When World War II finally hit and every major country in the war seemingly was at each other’s throats, Veronica was all too eager to join the Women’s Corps that had been formed, eager to not only server her Motherland, but also to follow in her father’s footsteps. She wanted to prove herself, and with her increasing ability with pyrokinesis, she truly felt invincible. She quickly found herself enlisted and soon was carted off to Veshnyaki as one of the 300 women to train as snipers. Her mother obviously protested to their errant daughter’s decisions, yet her father simply couldn’t refuse her, and despite the desire to protect his little girl, she was –very- determined to become something more than a stay home mother.<br><br>Fast forward a couple of years and she’d reached the rank of Captain in record time. Her abilities, which she used on more than one occasion, quickly were discovered by some of the more secretive organizations of the Red Army, and soon she found herself leading a group of Spetsnaz soldiers on covert ops missions, destroying key installations in the German armies. Yet the main reason they allowed not only someone so young, despite how skillful she was, and a woman on top of that to lead one of their most elite units was the very fact that she could use pyrokinesis. Rumors of Nazi war machines, zombies, and Black Magic weren’t totally unfounded, which to Veronica’s horror she quickly found out.<br><br>The Nazi empire didn’t merely stand for a monstrous entity of destruction; it also stood for opportunity. The in depth occult studies conducted by the SS and various other organizations allowed Mages, Vampires, and other infernal creatures to gain a foothold in a quickly expanding empire which would give them considerable leverage in latter human government… so long as they showed results. Mages with their dark magic and undying armies and Vampires with their dark promise of immortality were definite focuses of the entire battle plan of the SS, yet some wanted something more for themselves, something that didn’t come with inherent weaknesses to sunlight or the enthrallment of their mind; thus did they discover Blood-Bathing.<br><br>Veronica Valentine’s own use of this dark ritual came when she and her group of trained Spetsnaz infiltrated one of the Concentration Camps. Not only did it act as a cover by being worthless as a strategic point, it also provided an unfortunately large amount of bodies to be used for the darker rituals performed by some of the German Nazis. With some information being leaked to the Russians concerning powerful relics the Nazi’s had managed to gain hold. Valentine was placed in charge of the mission. What they discovered within the labyrinth of halls underneath the camp was beyond describing: blood, guts, pieces of human bodies and creatures from the very Abyss littered the halls of this dungeon. The soldiers themselves were barely human, and their powers were greater than anything they’d seen or fought off before. It was only Veronica’s psionic abilities that managed to get them through the bullet resistant creatures and men within the compound, and soon they’d managed to secure the relics and artifacts they’d come for, though at a great cost of their own men.<br><br>As the saying goes, power corrupts. As they prepared the newfound cargo for transport and eventual extraction, the ritual for supposed immortality caught poor Valentine’s attention. Over the course of the way back, that small curiosity had grown until she couldn’t help but study and look into the tablets describing the ritual. Despite her better judgment, she copied and lifted a few of the artifacts before delivering them, something she is both guilty and thankful for.<br><br>The war would eventually come to an end, and with it the beginning of a second and less bloody one. With many governmental shifts in the Motherland, it was no surprise that her father had ended up a political prisoner and eventually killed. She and her mother managed to make it out of Russia unscathed with much of their personal belongings, though it had left a very bitter taste in the still young girl’s mouth.<br><br>America: land of opportunity and freedom. The perfect place to start a new life, or so the new Victoria Maxwell thought. Her Blood-Bathing rituals had been an utter success, yet the death of innocents never had felt right with her. While the first few attempts failed, she managed to eventually get the process down where she hadn’t needed to kill the victims, though capturing and sedating them had made her feel very wrong. Nevertheless, the power and agelessness was much to addicting to ignore.<br><br>Bringing the remnants of her broken family with her, namely the items of worth they’d gathered over the years, she started a new life in New York City, taking odd jobs here and there. Unfortunately the excitement of battle still called to her, as did the considerably amount of pay. When the war in Vietnam came around, she was one of the first to jump into it. Yet, naturally, the American view on women in combat roles resulted in her using an alias to enter the military, posing as a simple male marine. Obviously incredibly difficult to accomplish, she nevertheless managed with some guile and trickery, as well as the occasional bribe when someone “noticed” something different about the new guy.<br><br>Her powers hadn’t truly been used for years, and her new, almost indestructible body only added to the excitement of war. Yet what she was truly after, what she was truly interested in finding were the same supernatural creatures she’d encountered during the second World War, monsters she could righteously send back to the Abyss; and she certainly found them. Joining the 173rd Airborne Brigade landed her right in the middle of the conflict, yet there were creatures of mass and might among the two opposing Vietnamese sides, giant wolves and half-men that could tear people to pieces. She and the squad she was part off were nearly annihilated in one of the attacks, her “cocky” attitude regarding her new body nearly costing her her life had it not been for a well placed grenade by a now deceased Private Jackson. The horrors of war there, from the death of innocent children and eldery to the frightening shapeshifting creatures that seemed to flow right through the foliage, scarred her for life, but also gave her a renewed sense of purpose. Fighting monsters, fighting for something other than herself or her country made her feel utterly exirillated. While these things were much more powerful than the creatures she’d faced in World War II, the thick jungles allowed her to easily find material to burn, turning deserted villages and thick foliage into a burning crescendo of flames that annihilated anything caught within the firestorm.<br><br>But, as some say, the past is in the past, and to tell the story of such an activate individual, especially one that has lived for so long would take an indescribable amount of time. Thus, fast forwarding to the present, Staff Sergeant Veronica Valentine was stationed in Iraq, though her rank was mostly gained on the field. She served in the 172nd Infantry Brigade, providing both support and taking part in the larger scale attacks in the beginnings of the war. While she was met with some disapproval for being a woman, her commendations and battle successes quickly established her as an excellent marine and leader. While she did her best to keep her abilities hidden, occasionally she did use them, and certain United States organizations became interested, namely Task Force Valkyrie.<br><br>It wasn’t until the Bush administration had already been sent off and the Obama administration firmly established that she was approached by the group. Naturally she was frightened at the prospect of someone finding about her odd rituals, but to her surprise it concerned her “psychic” abilities. With a little prodding, she eventually was discharged from Iraq, soon being indoctrinated into the secret organization that supposedly combated evil.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [World of Darkness] Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marvin</strong> on <strong>16-04-2010, 12:32:57</strong>
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				<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Name:</strong> Marvin Keane<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Private Investigator<br><br><strong>Height:</strong> 6'0” / 183cm<br><strong>Weight:</strong>161lbs /73kg <br><strong>Hair:</strong> Dark brown <br><strong>Eyes:</strong> Grey<br><strong>Sexuality :</strong> Straight<br><strong>Appearant age :</strong> 25-30<br><br><strong>Background</strong><br><br>Marvin Keane, born 1976 in Newport, Virginia, into a working-class family, with his mother caring for the home, and his father ran a small neighborhood grocery store. While Marvin Keane was still a boy, his parents got killed during a robbery, Marvin took a severe beating but survived, so at age 12, Marvin moved to live with his old uncle. <br><br>Marvin graduated with average scores, and he had passed through high school without being noticed too much, he deserved the nickname 'mouse' back then, as he kept to himself most of the time, planning and plotting for a future. At 2000, he attended the local law enforcement academy, and started a career within the Police, all went well. At 2008, his career took a turn down the hill, as he stumbled into a crooked politician, the tie had murdered two young boys, he raped and tortured them first. Marvin lost control, knew that the tie would go free, lack of evidence, justice had to be served. Marvin knew, he had seen into the blackness of his heart. He couldn't help it, he grabbed a knife and stabbed the tie in the neck. According to internal affairs, Marvin acted in self defense, but he lost his badge to the media circus and was discharged from the force. Marvin fell, hit rock bottom, lost his home and his wife. Marvin moved between cheap rooms in run down areas, always intoxication on his mind, running from his failure. But then, by accident he met Sarah.</td><td>(http://i882.photobucket.com/albums/ac27/Marviari/Mkeane.jpg)</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://i882.photobucket.com/albums/ac27/Marviari/sarahGrey1.jpg)</td><td><strong>Name:</strong> Sarah Grey<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> ???<br><br><strong>Height :</strong> 5'6” / 168cm<br><strong>Weight :</strong>110lbs /50kg<br><strong>Hair :</strong> Red<br><strong>Eyes :</strong> Hazel<br><strong>Sexuality :</strong> Bi-sexual<br><strong>Apparent Age :</strong>18-20<br><br><strong>Background</strong><br><br>Sarah was born 1988 in Miami, Florida, into a working-class family, with her mother working for the state and her father, a Greek-American mechanic. Sarah often felt miserable at home, and as a result, at 15 she moved out. She attended three different high schools before graduating, having been unhappy in each one, always feeling like an outsider. At the age of&nbsp; 17, she attended junior college and took classes in film, dance, and acting. On the side, she started her own web-cam show under a false name, and very soon after that she settled on internet porn. Besides her internet career, she also starred in a few independent low-budget movies, until she met her fate, in Anthony Penner. Mr. Penner, a deviant club owner and Daeva, embraced her and brought her into a new existence in 2008.<br><br>Anthony Penner introduced Sarah to the nightlife of Miami, and she felt like the world was at her feet, but something happened during this time. She remembers only that Anthony got killed and that she jumped into a Taxi. Some week later she found herself falling in and out of consciousness, in a small room, rented by Marvin Keane.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [World of Darkness] Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>16-04-2010, 15:51:01</strong>
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				Margaret(Peggerty, Peggy) Tallan<br>Female<br>Irraka<br>Hunter in Darkness<br><br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> Peggy is what one would call a bonny lass, she has curves where women should have curves though one would consider her frame athletic, the girl is tall too, though sometimes one might wonder if her presence makes her seem taller than her true height. A smattering of freckles dance over her face and body. Her skin is sunkissed from her times on the boat or on her board. The girl has an easy smile and blue green eyes that light up when she is happy or laughing, though seem to grow darker in anger just as the sae which she loves so much.<br><br>Peg Usually wears surf or skater gear, and when mountain biking a helmet. It is not so much trendy more that it is practical and in her opinion looks cool. Her hair is red and she wears in in long dreadlocks though on occasion Peggy will dye one or two another colour.<br><br>In her wolf form she is tall and leggy, as if she still needs to grow into that skin. Her fur like her hair is red though there are darker streaks in it. Her eyes still remain as the sea.<br><br>http://images.inmagine.com/img/thinkstock/q0017814/c0017287.jpg (http://images.inmagine.com/img/thinkstock/q0017814/c0017287.jpg)<br><br><br><strong> Background</strong>Peggerty was born in a small fishing village in Cornwall, she lived in a white cottage her maternal Grandmother lived in the cottage next door. As a child she was brought up on old tales, of mermaids, selkies, and the old man of the sea. The girl was told of the Blue Annis that gobbled children and the knockers in the tin mines as well, as well as heroic tales of the old heroes and the smugglers. <em>Watch the wall my darling as the gentleman go by</em><br><br>The young girl lapped up these tales and always the old man of the sea sang her the most precious of songs, she loved him and he in turn called to her, but Peggerty had respect, for before she was born, the one that would have been a second brother was drowned she knew that however beautiful the sea was , however it called to her however wondrous the wild horses upon the foam were they bore a kick, and those that were not courteous those that did not understand how to ride them would fall. <br><br><br>The girl was also given lessons in knitting sewing and general womanly duties...as her family was traditional. Whether she found it boring or not did not matter, Nana said it was important to remember the old ways. Which Peggerty certainly did, for somewhere deep inside, she felt a strong heartbeat, something primal. It was perhaps then as she knitted and sewed with the light of the moon shining upon her something was beginning to awaken.<br><br>At festival times the village would still give offerings to the sea...yet every Sunday they would all be in Church, they rather liked to ‘hedge their bets’ as they had for many centuries. Still the graveyard reminded them all that as well as the collection plate the old man of sea needed his own collection.<br><br>Peggerty's grandmother died before the girl was 10 and with the true matriarch gone Peg began to get her father to take her out on the boats to help...he was more than pleased after all times were hard and paying someone else to do the jobs that she and her brother could help with was a Godsend. The only problem was that the more Peggy went to the sea the more she wanted to be there, which meant she started to duck out of school, rules were never her thing... However her father was not too worried about after all he had, had little schooling himself and he managed. Yet the truant officer was always poking her nose in.<br><br>This went on for a couple of years but usually Peggy was able to avoid too much trouble after all her youngest sister was the star of the school, and said if school were&nbsp; be honest they were rather glad that the girl did not always turn up. For she was somewhat disruptive during certain classes.<br><br>Thus all things were good until the night of the terrible storm, her father and brother were called out on the lifeboats...The Storm Cat had them…for they had no singer on board to clam its rage…There was none, not even a cat to sing a sirens song. They never came back, the sea again had taken its toll and however much she wanted to, Peg could not hate it. No for it was also a parent some how. In fact because of her mothers grief she was drawn yet more too it.<br><br>Without anyone but a 12 year old to man the boat, there was no money coming in. After a year or so Peg, her mother and her sister Kitty had to sell up and move to Newquay so her mother could find work. They were able to buy somewhere to live but it did not have the same feel as their old house and Peg hated it right up until the time she found surfing and skateboarding...<br><br>Peggy looked a little older than she was and soon she was hangin' with surfers and she was pretty good, her skateboarding was not too bad either, which meant they liked her, that and her easy manner. School meant nothing now and the girl drove her mother to distraction coming in late, missing school, thumbing her nose to any rules that were laid down. Peg even got work either on the beaches or a few hours at the local surf shop...what did she need with school as far as the girl was concerned she was going to save up the money to travel and catch the best waves...as well as try out those extreme sports she had heard so much about.<br><br>It was the night Peg was caught smoking something that had a rather sweet scent; her mother reached the end of her tether. She could not deal with this 'creature' that Peg had become. (Nothing more than a wilful teenager really.)<br><br>About this time Peggy's mother got a call from a distant relation in America that had not been seen since the girls christening. The woman said that she should send her daughter there. Of course Peg was horrified, there was no way she wanted to leave her friends and the surf, but there was nothing she could do when this fat bitch of a woman came to pick her up. Peggy tried to be as abusive and unpleasant on the journey but nothing worked. She whined, she cried she sulked but still nothing...the woman was fuckin' stone<br><br>So that was how the girl ended in America, it might have been cool …<br>Peg was not keen on it here, but something about her 'uncle' scared the living shit out of her and so Peg tried to behave. Try being the operative word, she would sneak off to the local bar, and thegirl still at least she did have the skateboard though it was not the same... and that was often taken off her as punishment.<br><br>Her change, though not proud of what happened, her little bastard of a cousin deserved it, he broke her board… so he will likely have a limp for a long time, at least she didn't pull his head off. Strangely he was in more trouble than her, after all one does not constantly push the buttons of soon to be forsaken even if they are a new moon, without consequences. Her uncle thankfully arrived in time...or she might actually feel bad. (She got a new board too...)<br><br>Damn but being a werewolf was a pile of crap, worse than being at school, all those rules and still no surfing. Why have great forms and not be able to use them for that. What a lot of bollocks really…she remembered the song once more…<em>Watch the wall my darling while the gentlemen go by.</em> Or it would be bollocks if she was not so drawn to sacred places, to places of power. <br><br>For reasons best know to the totem wolves Peggerty was taken by the dark one, by the wolf of shadows, by the hunter the black wolf Hikaon –Ur…just as the dark moon had whispered to her from her birth.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [World of Darkness] Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>24-04-2010, 07:54:16</strong>
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				<strong>Name: </strong>Fay<br><strong>Type: </strong>Fairy-touched Exotic Changeling<br><strong>Sexuality:</strong> Onnisexual<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Compounded Hermaphrodite - front and rear vagina (between her testicals and anus) and a rear phallus<br><strong>Seeming: </strong>Beast-affinity with endowed male four legged mammals (primarily horses). This is of a sexual nature but she is unaware of this power (and thus currently doesn't know how to control it).<br><br>(http://img707.imageshack.us/img707/2820/pinkjh.jpg)<br><br>Fay has more or lost her recall of her time in Arcadia and has only recently stumbled out of the hedge to find herself transformed. Her re-emergence into the real world occurred rising out of a pool in the backyard of house holding an adult party. At the time her form was assumed to be an expert costume, and those about her were too out of their minds on a cocktail of drugs to know the difference. The time was 3 pm and almost all here too too drunk to move or ask cohesive questions. Some of them applauded and those that didn't simply laughed. <br><br>Still in a state of shock, and disbelief, a blanket was soon found and a cab driver who asked less questions than most took her back to what she thought was home without charge. When approaching she was immediately stunned to find a doppelganger posing as her about her family. Realizing her own nature would be lest trusted than the "fetch" she made her way to a nearby golf course and cried herself to sleep.<br><br>Fay was used in Arcadia as breeding experiment to be effectively a walking horse phallus to humor other faeries more than anything else and by no means is that powerful. Although her form is functional from obvious aspects unfortunately her power of masking-glamour - which other changlings have which they can use to hide these features does not exist. Fay is lost, confused and only barely has learned to walk in the form she currently permanently stuck with. Fay is completely dependent on others (players) in order to live in the modern world, those she hopes to find without any knowledge of how.<br><br>Fay's only power concerns things which would unlikely be useful in most situations.<br><br><strong>System sheet </strong>: http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/5132 (http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/5132)<br><br><strong>Starting Thread</strong> (wakes up on golf course) : http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=66970.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=66970.0)<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [World of Darkness] Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>echoes</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 07:00:51</strong>
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				Shadow Name: -Lugh- Craig Havelin&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Age : 26<br>Height 6’2”<br>Weight :198lbs.&nbsp; slim/ athletic<br>Hair: Light brown/ Sun bleached<br>Eyes : hazel<br><br>(http://consequenceofsound.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/dannylohner2510748.jpg)<br><br>Background: (I in my magey goodness deleted the long version.. this will see an updated)<br>Craig was a Virginia Beach born and raised boardwalk rat. From the time he was able to wander on his own he had scampered up and down the boardwalk.&nbsp; His dark hair and easy features were sun-kissed from April to September and every waking moment was spent on the beach. Family life was… well He guess it happened the way it was supposed to, mom and dad are still together, they haven’t killed each other yet. And Craig, Craig got out and about and got a summer education that all kids should have. First beer at 12 , first girl at 14, a constant stream of action, adventure, and more than one mistake<br><br>Craig did well enough in school, made enough friends that he might have been able to bust out of the Va Beach scene, if he had not awakened his Senior year of High School.<br><br>Since the awakening he has not mellowed so much as focused. He finished high school, went through Fire and Rescue/ EMT training using his innate abilities as a thyrsus to help other people. He was transferred to Newport two years ago and has been working there ever since. He is sometimes torn with his job as a Mage, knowing full and well there are people he can ease the pain of, but because of the veil is unable to.<br><br>Nimbus- There is the gentle sound of the waves rolling to the beach, the open water, before a larger wave seems to crash around him. The smell of salt water fills the air and then the tide rolls back out.<br><strong><br>Starting Sheet:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/5149 (http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/5149)<br><strong>Starting Thread: </strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;On its Way------ Call for an Ambulance !!!!!<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [World of Darkness] Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 15:31:10</strong>
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				Name: Alice Carter- Howard<br>Age:18<br>Mage...well sort of...<br><br>Appearance: Alice is a extremely pretty young woman, a little on the thin side, yes, she has long blond hair that is usually worn loose, though when she working on her beloved computers the girl ties it up. Her face is pale and it is obvious she doesn’t go out often. Her eyes are blue and would be beautiful yet they have a somewhat glazed look about them.<br><br>She wont look people in the eye and usually tries to avoid physical contact with anyone, Alice appears very distant and preoccupied most of the time when she around other people. When around electronics or playing a strategy game she appears to be able to concentrate in far better manner, its almost if she looses the slightly bemused expression from her face. <br><br>Her voice is quiet when she does find it, for she rarely interacts with others. <br><br>Her clothing is always plain however it is usually extremely expensive; however Alice is extremely particular about the colour she wears on certain days. She needs routine, and to disrupt that can cause any number of reactions.<br><br>http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GZOBOxqRfFY/S4YI0tW__9I/AAAAAAAAAxE/SsYwP72N8xA/s320/magda4.jpg (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GZOBOxqRfFY/S4YI0tW__9I/AAAAAAAAAxE/SsYwP72N8xA/s320/magda4.jpg)<br><br>Background:<br>Alice Carter Howard was born in America though her mother was a British Socialite of minor nobility, her father being a rather older American business man. Her mother fell for the sophisticated man as well as falling for his rather large bank balance too. In turn he fell for the esteem she brought and the fact she made a wonderful accessory at dinner parties and functions. Thus if one were to be honest it was not a marriage of love. During the first year of marriage Alice’s brother was born and of course it was wonderful news, after all he was fist born and a boy. Then two years later her sister was born one might consider that this would make a perfect family. Yet it certainly was not. Both children were spoiled, but not with attention, they had whatever they wished for except stability.<br><br>A few years later Alice was conceived in some rare night of passion, between the two, though her parentage was questions a DNA test proved she was indeed her ‘fathers’ daughter. Her parents grew yet more distant after her birth what little love that they might have had for each other was gone, like her brother and sister, Alice wanted for nothing materially, yet emotionally she got naught. As it was the child was distant anyway, one might say there was something more than a little strange about her. <br><br>When she was perhaps eight, something incredible happened; or rather it would have been if anyone actually knew about it. Alice awakened; Alice became a mage; however her parents just believed the already distant and unsocial child had proved what they suspected that she had some mental condition. Thus wanting to hide her away for the embarrassment she was. (After all they were both high profile enough to warrant some media attention.) So Alice was placed in an institution, albeit a very good and very expensive one. It was still an institution.<br><br>There many Psychologists and Psychiatrists tried to understand her ‘condition’ it seemed that medication was the way to go and the cocktail she was given seemed to suppress any issues. They also suppressed her ‘magic’. <br><br>At the institute Alice remained insular and found more pleasure in computers though there were times when she would play chess or Go with some of the ‘inmates’ or&nbsp; perhaps even the doctors. They did see however just how intelligent the girl was, certainly what might be considered an over achiever, yet socially Alice appeared to regress rather than grow. During her time in the place her parents finally divorced though it made little difference to the girl, it was not like either of them visited her very often anyway, for they had far more important matters to attend to.<br><br>She flew through studies and attained a great deal academically by the time the girl&nbsp; was seventeen.&nbsp; Though unlike her older sister, there would be no debutant ball for her, she would just remain squirreled away, hidden...However it was suggested that Alice needed to be placed into the community under supervision. Though her family would have rather she stayed where she was it was eventually agreed upon. However just as she was not visited in her institution, so her family ignored her in her new abode, hoping the dirty little secret would remain just that a secret …a long forgotten secret. So as in childhood Alice wanted for nothing, at least nothing financially. <br><br>It was almost a blessing when her older brother was arrested on a drugs charge and had to go into rehab, after all that was acceptable. That was expected in fact it was almost smiled upon in this media age. No one must know about Alice. Perhaps this was why she was never found by other mages, others that could help her with her ‘condition’.<br><br>Alice was disturbed for a while, having to move, and was given more medication, however gradually she became more used to her new environment, she still only goes out to see her psychologist but he is trying to help her become less institutionalised and slowly reintegrate her into the ‘real world’.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [World of Darkness] Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>04-05-2010, 23:53:32</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Vivienne Bellamont, aka DJ Vampyre<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Nightclub DJ/Manager<br><strong>Apparent Age:</strong> Early 20's.<br><strong>Sexuality:</strong> Bisexual<br><br>http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/5314 (http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/5314)<br><strong><br>Personality:</strong> Vivienne has a very chaotic, and quickly adapting personality. This is probably what has allowed her to survive over the centuries, while at the same time being what puts her into Torpor time and again. More than any other Vampire she knows, she finds it absurdly easy to learn and adapt to the ever-changing times, sometimes so much so that she goes ahead of the times and puts herself in a dangerous position.<br><br>While she is a normally prudent person, her habit of multitasking nonstop tends to distract her. While she puts on an air of being the Queen Bee, she is surprisingly weak-willed when pushed against the wall. If it's necessary to get ahead, she has no problem with bowing down and being a good little bitch, until the time comes that she can suddenly leap ahead and come out on top.<br><br>Like most Daeva, she has a taste for the finer things of life. Good furniture, all the little creature comforts, the taste of fine foods (even if she has to burn blood, and throw it up later). Most of all though, she has a lust for deep and powerful music, and the taste of blood that's been moved by it. Take a beautiful person, dose them with some E, and get them grooving to a good beat, before giving him or her to Vivienne and she'll melt from bliss.<br><br>Men, women, it really doesn't matter to her as long as she gets her fun in the end. Top or bottom, she does anything and everything . . as long as there's something in it for her. She is certainly a creature of Lust, and it shows . . probably one of the things that draws people to her.<br><br>http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a248/marigreywords/51c667421e9d5839a3f2f1be5d258352dde.png (http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a248/marigreywords/51c667421e9d5839a3f2f1be5d258352dde.png)<br><br><strong>Description:</strong> While she isn't the traditional vision of beauty, she is most definately QUITE desirable. Vivienne is an even five feet tall, which back when she was born was not that short at all for a woman! Her body is lightly muscles, and her half-dead flesh has that pale white tone to it that a lot of her kind shares. She has modest curves, her breasts swelling to modest B Cups, at least by current US measurements. <br><br>Her hair (unlike her earlier days) has been cut short into a wild mess of black hair, kept short with the power of her blood. She claims that her most striking feature is her deep blue eyes, which just might be true . . Every single one of her movements just oozes sensual grace, a magnetic aura that just pulls people to her no matter what she's doing. Pair her with music and her Majesty Discipline, and she's impossible to resist without a mighty will and a little supernatural muscle.<br><br>She loves lingerie of all shapes, sizes, and designs, and loves to show them off. Sometimes even during a set! Still, when it comes to normal clothes she has three general looks. The first is her most common: Simple hooded sweaters (and usually little else) paired with her ever-present headphones and comfortable sneakers or boots. Second is the very classy evening dresses and suits that she uses to make appearances at classier functions. Finally is her wardrobe for being DJ Vampyre . . black, black, and more black. Miniskirts, fishnets, stilettos, eyeliner, mesh tops, elbow-length gloves . . the total vampy-goth look.<br><br><br><strong>Backround:</strong> She stands at the head of the dancefloor, sound-mixing gear before her like a dais. Speakers are booming, records spinning, her art calls forth music that you cannot resist dancing to. She smiles and the entire crowd feels it in their blood, as their hearts beat faster. Her eyes lock onto yours and it's too late: You're in love.<br><br>First and foremost, Vivienne Bellamont is an artiste. As a child she was skilled in painting, singing, and various instruments. She performed for great nobles and kings, before a French nobleman stole away her innocence and her life, dooming her to an eternity of undeath. <br><br>Over the next three centuries she continued to stalk her way across Europe and Asia, alternating between performing for Sultans and Czars, and training ghouls for Kindred with more status than her. In this way she gained influence and riches, though she inevitably lost it time and again.<br><br>In the 18th century she was slain by a rival Vampire who she had inadvertantly slighted, staked and buried in a crypt before she arose from Torpor decades later. In the 19th century a vampire hunter caught on to her habits and nearly destroyed her, forcing herself to hide deep beneath Venice in another prolonged Torpor. Once more she was sent to Torpor by ill fortune and skilled enemies, only to awake in a museum on the eastern coast of the United States a mere year and a half ago. <br><br>Her dessicated corpse had been used as a fake mummy in a museum exhibit. It was . . troublesome to crawl her way out of the museum, and she was forced to desperately feed on a security guard. It was fortunate that her feeding took place out of sight of a camera, and she was able to successfully put the corpse in her place, in the exhibit.<br><br>The Ventrue Invictus that owned the Museum figured her out though, as most sneaky Invictus tend to do. It was probably fortunate for her that he was a vampire that she had known back in the old days, though considerably more powerful than he had been. With his help (and her unusually flexible nature) she learned recent history, and the current state of the world.<br><br>Ever the artiste, she found a way to make a living in this world, albeit doing something a bit different this time around. She made her way to Newport, after attaining some startup money, to create a nightclub known as Club Blood right on the edge of Downtown and Wooden Hill. With her supernatural powers, as well as extreme charisma, she was able to turn the club into practically an overnight success. <br><br>Ever the one to think outside the box, she created the identity of DJ Vampyre: a skilled musician and sexpot with a vampire fetish, rumored to have surgically altered fangs and a penchant for drinking blood. With some 'friends' spreading rumors for her, and the gullibility of humans, she was able to create the perfect cover for a Vampire: a Fake Vampire Wannabe!<br><br>Add in her ability to 'make friends' with the wrong crowd to be able to sell Ecstasy, this gave her a rather unique opportunity. With more and more vampires heading to the city in order to grab more power for themselves, she decided to gain her own power and influence in a very special way. Using her enthralled fans, she picks special candidates and prepares them for a life of Ghoulship, to sell or trade to various Kindred. She might be small-time for now, but if everyone isn't careful, she just might end up with the most influence of all . . .
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				Title: <strong>Re: [World of Darkness] Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>15-05-2010, 21:29:02</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Viktor Kuznetsov<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Bartender/owner of a bar<br><strong>Apparent age:</strong> Early to mid 20's actual age is about 168 years old<br><strong>Sexuality:</strong> Straight <br><br><br><strong>Description:</strong><br>He stands at 6'3" and weights around 190lbs. He has very short mix of blond and brown hair that is a bit long as he likes it that way. He looks muscular and quite athetic, he is in good shape. He has blue eyes and he does not have much facial hair. He generally wears a trench coat and rather nice end clothes. He has slash shaped scars on his back and on his right arm that are old wounds that he got before he even died.<br><br><br><strong>Background:</strong><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Viktor Kuznetsov was born on December 4th 1841, in the state of New York to Alexander Kuznetsov and Lubol Kuznetsov. He was born in the city of New York and into a poor family, that had to scrape by to survive. He had 2 brothers and 1 sister, one of the brothers was older than him, while his other siblings were at least 3 years younger than him. He also grew up hearing and speaking Russian in his house, though he did learn English at school.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;His childhood was a terrible one that he always wanted to escape and to run away from. His mother was beaten by his father, and there was nothing that he could do. He had to watch his father beat his mother till she cried and was bleeding, and his mother did this to protect the children from there farther. They were starving and what money the dad brought in was spent on booze. The children learned to steal to survive and they only went to school when they didn't have to steal to live.<br><br>When he was 6 his elder brother was killed by some gangs in the area he was in the wrong place at the wrong time, but worst of all he had to sit and watch as he was shot. They were stealing in the area to get money for food. they had just finished stealing and it was late and if they didn't get home soon their dad would punish them, so they decide to take a short cut. Well they go down a wrong alleyway and they see things they were not suppose to and Viktor manages to hide thanks to his brother who sacrifice himself for him.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;He didn't have much access to much entertainment when he was growing up, the only stories and picture he read and saw were the west. He always like the hero and how the cowboy rode in to save the day with two pistols, he became fascinated with them and started to pretend that he was one. As he got older he would steal guns and train shooting them off together and focusing. He would hope that someday someone would save his family from his father. Viktor would also start training his body as he got older, knowing he couldn't let his mother and siblings be beaten like that. He tried his best to follow in his elder brother footsteps who tried his best to protect the family.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Over the years Viktor would grow to hate his father more and more. His father only became more of a drunk and beat his mother more, he also started to beat Viktor, see him grow and knowing he would pose a threat. He would be beaten in front of his siblings as an example he would grit his teeth and bare it, not giving his father the satisfaction of him in pain. He would only look back into his father eyes with anger as he took the blows. He was often injured, but still he stole and did his best to help out his mother and brothers. When his father saw that beating him was useless he would use his siblings instead. He would start to beat his sister and younger brother till he obeyed his what his father wanted him to do. He knew this man must be stopped but for everything he knew there was nothing he could do and it tore him up inside.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Viktor went to school as much as he could, though he did miss classes because of his father's beating. Though no one would really question it, after all he was just some poor boy and an outcast in school. He was called a pervert as well since he would look at the girls and even spy on them. He would try and talk to them, but they chased him away because of the injuries, though none of them were serious and had no broke bones they were still bad. He had no friends in school and kept mainly to himself, he hated school as well. He hated everyone around him expect his mother and siblings, because the world didn't care about them at all.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Viktor couldn't take his father anymore, he got into a bit fight with his dad when he was 16, before he completed high school. They would fight and punch each other beating each other into bloody pulps. Viktor won the fight he left his father bleeding on the floor as he stood above him looking down at him. His mother and siblings at the edge door watching the whole thing unfold in front of them. He would then tell his father to leave and never come back and to go die in some ditch. His father left and he didn't come back and the family seemed to be at peace. It felt nice to have this atmosphere it was new and pleasant.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;He enlisted with the Union and served in the civil war. He was involved in quite a few of the major battles during the civil war. Though in Gettsburg is where he would give his first life for the union and live on in the night. He fell from a shot to the chest and lay in the woods bleeding to death. During the night he called out for help and only one person came a woman that was clad in balck walking through the death came across him. He begged her to save him and she made him an offer “I will save you if you promise to serve me and live with me in the darkness.” He of course not wanting to die accepted the womans offer and became a vampire a creature of the night.<br><br>1-50years<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;He had been biten and changed by a member of the Deava clan. He loved it, he loved being with his master and what they did, they were crazy for each other well as crazy for each other as vampires could be. He didn't restent her for changing him and loved her. They would go back to New York for now after the war was over. He did have a little trouble controlling his need to feed and the desires for pleasure. But that was held under control by his master.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;He mainly did little jobs sticking with crafts and running errands as he joined Invictous since his master was part of it. He would remain a low rank at this point and mainly kept to doing what they told him. Though he was also trained in killing not only with weapons, but how to seduce and make others do his bidding.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;They would stay with eachother quite a long time he didn't ever really leave here at all in the first 50 years. Though as time went one the bound even in those years would grow weaker it was hard to love when you had a lack of real feelings. It was hard to also love someone for all of time knowing you wouldn't die. Though he managed to survive this long thanks to her since she was an older vampire and helped him and teach him the ways of a vampire.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;He would be hunted at least once or twice during the course of these years and learned to not only deal with it, but blend in and become less noticable. He enjoyed the nights and loved what it offered him in terms of freedom. Though he also noticed other girls, she his master never aged, but still it was a long time to be with one person. Not to mention she also seemed to be getting bored and wanting to be more human. His master was starting to go a bit crazy at the end of the 50years.<br><br>50-100years<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;These were some of the harder years of his life, the only ones harder then these were yet to come. To start it off his master had turn a young girl that was no more then 13 into a vampire as some sort of child for the two of them. His master was losing her mind and even he could see that. He still wanted to help her though he knew there was truly nothing he could do. So he sat back and watched trying his best but not really caring. He would look after the girl and teach her the ways of the vampire.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;One day hunters would finally catch up to them again and it would be a long battle but in the end it resulted in the death of his master and of the hunters. They had to move away from the city and they had to do it quickly as they were getting hunted more and more. They pulled strings in Invictous as he had become more renowned in it as he had aged. They managed to move him and the girl to somewhere in Virgina.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;They spent a long time together and doing odd things here and there. There was a problem with this a lot of time had passed and although she had a body of a 13 year old she a mind much older and had started to fall for Viktor. Viktor knew by now love was fleeting though it still felt good though she was still a girl, though only in body. He did eventually give in and would become lovers with her as they lived out there lives.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Though by the end of these years a never aging 13 year old girl looks weird and hunters would come after them again. Like before he lost everything and vowed that he would not rest till the hunters were dead. He killed them like he had done before, he was older and more experienced then before he was used to it. He would once again walk the lonely path and just try to enjoy the pleasures of the unlife, though it had lost a lot of it orginal appeal.<br><br>100-150years<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;These years were hard just because of hw much the world had changed cars, planes, computers, and electronics all just served to overwhelme him. He would try to learn them, but they were still a bit hard to get the idea of. He just grasped the understanding as something new and better came out. It was hard and the world was changing faster then he could. He still tried his best.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Though with this brough new things to try and pleasure of sorts. It made it also at the same time easier to hard as well as harder. Much of this time was spent trying to keep up, living his unlife with pleasure and gaining some status among the invictous. He didn't change anyone to a vampire and tried to avoid it, he saw what happened love for a bit then loniless and eventually almost hatred or going crazy.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Towards the end of this he had to move again hunters were getting close again. He seemed to have a family that had hunted him and tracked him. Though you don't live for over 150 years and not get something of a name among hunters after hw many he had killed. He mainly kept a low profile though and manged to remain hidden till he came to the county of Newport and made that his home.<br><br>150-current<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;For the past years he has spent his time running a dive bar that serves those at night. It also has blood dolls, ghouls, and vampire section in back in the basement. He lives there in his large underground haven that is well guarded. He has retainers that he keeps on hand to help protect him well he sleeps and keep it safe. He still is a large member of the invictous court and is an old in terms of his age.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;He tries to keep up with the youth and what is new but more relies on the youg to help him by commanding them. He still has yet to actually change anyone. He still enjoys unlife, though it has been awhile and he wishes to be human though that was so very long ago. Sofor now he runs his bar and in the sercet of the night hunts and watches over the city.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [World of Darkness] Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Rose</strong> on <strong>17-05-2010, 10:01:53</strong>
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				Name: Eduardo Morales<br>Gender: Male<br>Occupation: Bartender<br>Apparent Age: 26<br>Sexuality: Straight<br>Appearance: http://redfeathersgirl.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/dean-winchester-supernatural-35712_717_1024.jpg (http://redfeathersgirl.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/dean-winchester-supernatural-35712_717_1024.jpg)<br>http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/5497?message=true (http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/5497?message=true)<br>Background: <br>Eduardo was born in the beautiful island of Puerto Rico. Ever since little he was a troublemaker, he always liked to caused trouble and make pranks to his parents, teacher and friends. Because of this he was always alone, nobody could be with a&nbsp; boy that only liked to do pranks and not being serious when it needed to be. He was the joker in the class, a joker with no friends or anybody to care for him. Realizing this Eduardo decided to try and change when he got to high school, however fate and its destiny would have a very harsh note to play on Ed.<br><br>As Eduardo entered high school he became more concentrated on schoolwork. His grades picked up and he started to have friends. His first girlfriend was a beautiful girl named Katrina. They were happy together she loved him and he loved her. He knew his life has changed, he now had friends, girlfriend and his family started to actually respect and care for him. When he got to his 12th grade he began to go back to his old habits, he started doing drugs and was drinking heavily. His life was turning back to that disaster he started as, and it was getting worst, before they were pranks, now it actually endangered his life.<br><br>His family fearing for him proposed he joined the army or else he would need to go to jail. Being faced with that decision he enlisted. At first he hated the army, he was made to do awful exercises and he hated all of it. But during that time he met another girl named Melanie, she told&nbsp; him what he was missing about life. Ever since the day they met Melanie and him were two joined souls, she loved him as much or more as he loved her. When the basic training finished he started to live with her on her home. Both of them were going to school in the army so life was good.<br><br>One day however everything changed. He was on a bar with Melanie since they were on leave for a week and he did not wanted to go back to Puerto Rico. She was alone drinking while Eduardo played pool with his army friends. Two man started hitting on Melanie to the point that they touched her in the wrong place. She screamed for help and Eduardo ran to them and punched the first guy. While trying to shake both of them a third guy who was part of the gang took a gun and shot him on the back of the neck.<br><br>Everything went black for Ed. He looked at his life passing by and then a figure appeared in front of him. He was surprised to see it was his first girlfriend Katrina. She looked very badly injured as she had scars and bruises all over her body. On her chest was a huge hole she was dead alright. Eduardo confused did not knew what exactly was happening. He was defending his girlfriend and now this ghostly image of his ex appeared in front of him.<br><br>She explained to him that she was there to give him one more chance in life. He would be given powers and had to help those who died, he would have to help ghosts rest in peace. After thinking about it and having not other choice he accepted the offer. As he opened his eyes he saw the face of Melanie in front of him. Not really knowing what happened he stood up and ran away from the bar. As he ran and ran he managed to get the last bit of money out of the bank and got a motorcycle. He ran and got to a small city. He looked around and smiled as this was a good city to settle in for awhile. Having trained and understood what his real mission was along the way he set to the bar to see if he go a job. He knew how to make some killer drinks and he was aiming to have that skill worked on as being a bartender. After a little convincing he was able to get a job as a bartender. His life was getting a bit better, at least he would not waste his second chance.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [World of Darkness] Characters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 10:36:14</strong>
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				Name:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Chrissy Wallace<br>Gender:&nbsp; &nbsp;Transfemae<br>Occupation: student<br>Age:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;19<br>Sexuality: Bisexual<br><br>Sheet&nbsp; &nbsp;http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/5745?message=true (http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/5745?message=true)<br>Background:<br><br>Life hasn’t been easy on me,&nbsp; I’m not quite sure how to describe it dearest diary. I’m not, typical.&nbsp; I’ve known that from a very young age that this,&nbsp; body… this vessel I’ve been placed in was wrong.&nbsp; It’s like juice being placed in a cookie tray.&nbsp; &nbsp;While I have the reproductive parts of a male,&nbsp; I’ve known, and I will always know that I am female.&nbsp; My parent’s never accepted this, and I hid it from my friends…&nbsp; but,&nbsp; I thought that when I found myself in college with a scholarship particularly designed for other’s like me I would be accepted. <br><br>I wasn’t,&nbsp; perhaps I lived in a fantasy world.&nbsp; Yet,&nbsp; no one, not the boys or the girls, no one ever took me seriously.&nbsp; The boys always said they wanted to be a daddy,&nbsp; and the girl’s, the girls, well…&nbsp; they were a bit more brutal.&nbsp; They wanted a real man, or a real woman.&nbsp; In their eye’s I obviously was neither.&nbsp; I started to lose it then,&nbsp; I started to drink more then my peers… and do hard drugs more then I should.&nbsp; Yet,&nbsp; what was holding me back?&nbsp; I was alone, in a world that couldn’t accept me.<br><br>I lost it,&nbsp; I tore my legs…&nbsp; my chest, and my tummy to pieces with a razor blade, scarring flesh other’s would obviously never see or want.&nbsp; I guess,&nbsp; that one night I cut a little to deep, and something came flooding in.&nbsp; It said it was a demon,&nbsp; I didn’t believe it. Why would I?&nbsp; I hadn’t believed in god since I realized that I was an abomination in the eyes of all religious folk.&nbsp; But, it promised me, that I would be sated,&nbsp; sure… it told me, I would never be loved… but I would be fulfilled.&nbsp; How could I argue with that?&nbsp; No one loved me,&nbsp; &nbsp;ever…&nbsp; so I accepted it into my body, and the two of us have been living together ever since.<br><br>OOC:&nbsp; I find writing backgrounds in first person helps.<br><br>Image:&nbsp; <br><br>(http://i894.photobucket.com/albums/ac144/GigglingYoziMaiden/1242261902091.jpg)<br><br><br>Specs<br><br>Persusasion- Seduction<br>Brawl-&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Grapple<br>subterfuge-&nbsp; &nbsp; disquise
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