Post by Deleted on May 25, 2014 12:44:40 GMT -6
NAME: Vahlour son of Darius
GOES BY: Vahlour
OTHER NICKNAMES: N/A
GENDER: male
AGE: 99
BIRTHDAY:15March1915
ETHNICITY:Vampire
CANON OR ORIGINAL CHARACTER original
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: straight
STATUS: single
OCCUPATION: brother
LIVING SITUATION: Currently in hotel
PLAY BY: Adam Cowie
HAIR: light brown, buzz cut
EYES: Dark brown
HEIGHT: 6'3"
WEIGHT: 286 lbs
USUAL ENSEMBLE: : tight white t-shirt, black jeans with a black leather belt with silver belt buckle, grey socks, and black steeltoed work shoes
OVERALL APPEARANCE:
Vahlour is shorter than the average brother due to his petite mother. As most brothers he is very muscled and toned. His skin tone is slightly tanned Caucasian. While he works and trains with most of his free time ... he still has ... deceptively deft, nimble fingers/hands. He usually keeps his hair in a buzz cut so that no one can grab it in the middle of a fight. He doesn’t have any facial hair ... and while his facial features usually seem to be in the appearance of grim determination ... his eyes usually show amusement.
LIKES: Likes to go out and party, the occasional blunt of red smoke, likes a good game of pool, to read, and appreciates art.
DISLIKES: Dislikes asparagus, the colour pink, guns, and hypocrites.
STRENGTHS: Is faster than the average brother, can dematerialize a higher amount of weight with him without being drained too much, and has a very tactical mind
WEAKNESSES: : Is weaker than the average brother, has a stronger than average aversion to sunlight, and is easily distracted.
WANTS:Too make his father proud/find him, and he wants to have a shellan.
FEARS:Afraid of spiders ... don’t judge .... afraid that his mahman might get hurt.
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Vahlour is one of those people who you never know when he is joking ... he rarely smiles or show much emotion...unless you know what you are looking for ... which are the eyes. He mostly sees life as a joke ... and his areas of where things are serious is around lessers ... his father and most definitely his mahmen. Vahlour tends to keep a cool head in the middle of a fight ... and rarely goes into a battlerage unless someone is in serious trouble other than himself.
Vahlour is a focused individual who has a problem multitasking. He prefers to fight hand to hand, avoiding guns whenever possible. Live and die by the sword is one of his motto’s ... and it has gotten him into trouble more than a time or two. Vahlour is a very social vampire ... that while is not generally always in the middle of the conversation ... he much prefers to be around peers or with his mahmen. Vahlours number one goal is to find his father ... and to make him proud.
FAMILY:
Brynn : 369 : Pediatrician/OBGYN Father : Darius : deceased : brother
PETS:
N/A
HISTORY: Vahlour son of Darius and Brinn. He didn’t know his father ... but he heard a lot about him from his mother. He grew up training ... since there was no bloodletter camp ... he joined the human military during world war two since he was a pretrans for the first world war. He has always lived close ... if not with his mother ... following her wherever she went ... he went from military job to military job ... whether it was a law enforcer to bounty hunter to militia ... for humans or vampires. He constantly trained in multiple martial arts ... and even found some asian influence ... teaching how to use his favourite weapon, the katana. Though he practices with many different kinds of weapons and martial arts. The samuri arts from an immigrant from japan was his favourite. He found a sect of the brotherhood and was indoctorinated in 1968.
Recently his mother was heading to Caldwell in the united states ... and he followed her their ... and after hearing that his father was most likely there. So he has traveled with his mother ... and while he doesn’t like boats or planes that much ... it wasn’t so bad because he was excited to finally meet the male who had sired him ... and to see if he did ... or could make his father proud. The states was nothing like what he was used to ... especially while they were travelling through New York to Caldwell, at least he knew the language ... though the culture was not something that he was accustomed to. Now he is in Caldwell ... in a decent hotel ... he just got ahold of the brotherhood ... and is waiting so he can be taken to the mansion.
YOUR NAME: Eric
AGE: 28
EXPERIENCE: 6 years
OTHER CHARACTERS: N/A
RP SAMPLE The battle was raging. Vahlour was surrounded by humans ... most vampires were staying out of the war ... but he got in ... and well he had worked things with a little .... ‘persausion’ so that he was a night officer ... sleep through the day ... and worked through the night. Tonight ... the wind was up, the rain was almost torrential ... and the shells were going off almost nonstop. He was chewing on some bubblegum ... the wounds ... the smells. All of this over some lines on a map. He would shrug his shoulders, “Alright....they have the high ground ... but we’ll use that to our advantage. You three ... go give us a distraction in the bushes ... make sure you have some cover BEFORE you start shooting....we need a distraction .. but we’re going off your cues.” He would look to another group, “You 4 ... I want you to pelt the area with grenades ... throw up some dust ... it’ll make the rest of us harder to see as we come up the east side and take out the encampment.” The orders were given ... and he hoped that he wouldn’t lose anyone ... as he got into position ... waiting for their distraction to get going.
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