Post by Deleted on May 21, 2014 13:27:03 GMT -6
NAME:Vihktor of Tharrance full name
GOES BY: if he/she doesn't go by the first name...
OTHER NICKNAMES: nicknames
GENDER: Male male/female/other
AGE: 130 age
BIRTHDAY: March 26th birthday
ETHNICITY: VampireVampire/Lesser/Angel/Shadow/ Symphath
ORIGINAL CHARACTER is your character a canon character from our canon list or an original character that you made up.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight straight/gay/bi/pansexual
STATUS: Single single/dating/married/divorced
OCCUPATION: CEO of an upstart tech company what does your character do, if applicable
LIVING SITUATION: Studio apartment where and in what?
PLAY BY: Channing Tatum yer face claim
HAIR: Dark brown, short and spiky color, style, should be short
EYES: Brown and piercing color, size
HEIGHT: 6'2" height
WEIGHT: 240 weight
USUAL ENSEMBLE: Shirt and tie for business meetings, prefers to work at home in his underwear and likes to wear leather slacks and jackets when he's out on the town what do they wear on an ordinary day?
OVERALL APPEARANCE:
Vihktor stands at a menacing 6'2", built like a football player. He keeps himself clean cut, though hidden under the business attire is a series of tattoos. His most prominent ink is a wolf's head on his chest, followed by a tribal tattoo down his left bicep. Vihktor's hair is spiked but short, mostly naturally though he doesn't mind the help of hair products. His brown eyes are piercing and deep, seemingly able to peer into your soul.
LIKES: submissive but feisty women, football, poker, scotch and gourmet food 3-5 please
DISLIKES: Being told no, having to wait, losing, weak-willed people. 3-5 please
STRENGTHS: Intelligence, improvisation, good sense of humor, physically quick for his size even for a vampire 3-5 please
WEAKNESSES: Impatience, addictive personality, loyal to a fault, slow to react to attacks on his right side 3-5 please
WANTS: wealth, power, companionship two or three things
FEARS: Being alone, not having the answer two or three things
OVERALL PERSONALITY: Vihktor is outwardly a class clown, always quick with a joke unless you flip his switch. He's slow to anger but impatient and that is the fastest way to piss him off. Avoid that, however, and he's loyal, some would say to his detriment. He's intelligent and tech savvy, always up on the latest tech news and willing to try any new devices that come through the market, even if he has to get it through less than legal means. Vihktor likes to think he's past his "young and brash" stage, but around the right crowd he's the same young vampire he once was... quick to fight and prove himself, determined and unwilling to back down even from unbeatable odds.
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FAMILY: Father: Tharrance of Dehvourer, 500 and retired. Vihktor is an only child, as far as he knows.
relationship, age, occupation
PETS: King, a white German Shepherd, 12 years old
all the pretty pets go here
HISTORY:Vihktor came to Caldwell 13 years ago to escape the hustle and bustle of New York City, and to hear himself think. He runs his company through telecommuting in his studio apartment, though he still makes regular trips to the city when the company needs hands on guidance. King is his only companion, though he's been thinking that maybe its time to change that.
Always the bachelor, Vihkor has never let himself be tied down to any one person. He jokes that no woman can tame him, but secretly is looking for the one who might try. Whether it'd work or not is an entirely different story. He mostly keeps to himself, and no longer speaks to his father who hasn't made the effort in nearly 50 years.
Vihktor is content with his life, but not necessarily happy. He regularly goes out on the town on weekends, takes a different girl home nearly every week, but hasn't made any lasting connections since he came to Caldwell. 2-3 paragraphs please
YOUR NAME: Tyler your name/nickname/interwebz name
AGE: 30 your age
EXPERIENCE: I've been RPing for 20 years, online for 10 or so RPing for how long?
OTHER CHARACTERS: if applicable...
It was the morning of the 11th day of the 5th month. The air was crisp, the morning quiet but for a few birds in the distance. Mak'hal arose with the rest of his men, looking forward to a day of battle and slaughter. There was only one more army between the Sadainu and the sea, at which point they could set sail and spread their expanding empire. Of course, that wasn't Mak'hal's focus. Let the men who felt themselves too good to fight discuss the bigger plans of the empire. Mak'hal's blade thirsted for blood, and it would be sated this day. With that thought raising his spirits and pulling him out of the large tent housing his fellow brothers, Mak'hal gathered his sword and headed towards the treeline nearby.
He shifted the fur and leather belt holding his blade to his hip around, letting the cold blade rest on the back of his hip as he relieved himself of the tension of a full bladder after a long night's sleep. Once he had relieved himself, he came back to their camp, gathering up the clothes of his last kill. Gathering a bucket from the middle of the camp he filled it with water from a stream, using the water to carefully rinse away the dirt, grime and dried blood from his blade, lovingly caressing it, cleansing it. When he had finished that, he dipped the rag in the final wound of his last kill, soaking it in the blood of his enemy and set about polishing the blade. Around him, others began to file in to do the same, a ritual that had been taking place longer than any of them could recall. As they cared for their blades, one of the men broke out in song, a deep and heartfelt tune of worship to the spirits that resided within their swords and the battles they had won. Soon, each man had strapped his sword carefully back onto his hip, and after a call from their warchief had set out on horseback towards the next town. I know this sucks but we need an rp sample please. It can be from another site or just something you come up with off the top of your head.
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