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Originally Posted by Mythos (Post 1771589038)

Originally Posted by Wyrmskyld (Post 1771589350)

Name: Beryl Koenig
Species: Vampire
Age: 167, looks 20-something
Physical Description: Medium height, pale, slender, with curly black hair and intense green eyes. Always dressed and made up at the height of fashion, whatever that happens to be at the moment. Generally conceals the glassy quality of vampire skin under carefully-applied makeup.

Personality: Despite her relative youth, Beryl has a reputation among other vampires for cold-blooded cruelty. She has no reputation among humans, because humans who get close to her tend to die quickly. She prefers to eat twice a week, more if she can get it. Her dedication to fashion and blending in with humanity is a form of predatory camouflage, not any yearning to be mortal again.

Beryl doesn't know a lot of things a vampire is supposed to know. Her maker died shortly after turning her, and she hasn't gone looking for friends among the other vampires. She considers herself to be naturally cautious, although her idea of 'caution' is to leave an area if she feels there's anything that might be a serious threat to her. This sometimes causes other vampires to assume she's a coward, because she will sometimes leave even if she could easily defeat the competition. Her favorite food is vampire hunters.

Recently, Beryl has been considering either finding or founding a clan. She's not precisely lonely, but she's tired of having to keep moving to avoid trouble, and feels that a clan would give some security.
Affiliations: Beryl's maker is dead, and she has no friends or minions.
Personal Weaknesses: Beryl will never turn down an opportunity to hunt a vampire hunter, even at the risk of life and limb. She doesn't know much about being a vampire, except that she has to drink blood and avoid sunlight and that other vampires usually have complicated clan systems. She doesn't make friends easily.
Quirks: Beryl is a movie fanatic. She's seen pretty much every movie ever made in Hollywood, and many from other places.

History: Beryl was born in Virginia, and reached adulthood just in time for the Civil War to start. Soldiers of both sides ransacked her family's farm and took liberties with the women at various times. She met her Maker after one such incident, when a mysterious man arrived and attacked several soldiers. Beryl 'helped' him by picking up a discarded sword and swinging wildly at the backs of the distracted soldiers. The mystery man rewarded the attempt at assistance by turning the attractive, mostly nude, blood-spattered girl into a vampire. Unfortunately for him, he neglected to explain what he was doing first, and Beryl had just discovered she could fight back against her assailants. In a last desperate move as she felt herself dying, Beryl stabbed him in the back with a kitchen knife. It didn't kill him, but it left him incapacitated long enough for her to shove him into the fire with the strength granted by hysteria.

Not having anyone to explain things to her, Beryl was understandably confused about suddenly craving blood and not being able to walk in the sunlight, and for several years she haunted caves and abandoned buildings, killing anyone unlucky enough to come her way. An abandoned library, however, provided collections of poetry that explained things more clearly, and she devoured everything she could find on the subject of vampires, especially when Bram Stoker's seminal novel was published. Knowing what she was, she learned to blend in with society in order to find meals more easily.

Beryl traveled extensively after that, using money taken from her victims to buy clothing, makeup, and whatever else she required, including identities. She often went to war zones, enjoying the easy pickings. In 1922 she saw the silent film Nosferatu, and her fascination with books about vampires was replaced with a fascination for movies. All of them, although she misses the glamour and elegance of the older Hollywood stars.

She's come to Ellington because after so many years alone, she's feeling the need for the security of a clan, or at least friends. Well... associates that she promises not to kill.

Originally Posted by Kiyoto (Post 1771595717)

Originally Posted by Nepenthe (Post 1771694369)

Name: Ferdinando Montessori.
Species: Vampire.
Age: Approx. 600 -- looks closer to 30.
Physical Description: Shorter than most men his "age" Ferdinando doesn't strike a particularly imposing figure, which he uses to his advantage when hunting. He makes no effort to disguise the lustre of his skin, using it instead as another weapon to lure his victims. His eyes are a shade of green so bright as to look venomous, and there's often an enigmatic smile on his face, whose features are handsome and androgynous.

Personality: He works carefully to maintain a mysterious air around humans, never giving anything of his thoughts away unless he means to. His intentions are often unclear, and it's been said of him that he's a little aloof. In the presence of his kin, fellow vampires, he becomes almost childish, full of laughter and joy that makes his fearsome reputation rather difficult to believe -- until his mood changes, with the suddenness of a spring storm, and he tears the heart out of whoever has offended him and descends into moody, sullen silence for days or weeks at a time.
Affiliations: Most of the vampires in Ellington are familiar with him in some way or another. He's not a great taker of sides and bounces back and forth between clans as the mood takes him.
Personal Weaknesses: Unpredictable and often over-confident, and still unable to make a quick decision in spite of having had over 600 years to practise.
Quirks: He misses the 50s sometimes more than he misses Venice, occasionally dresses in Greaser style with his hair slicked with brylcreem and an affected accent. This, as with most everything he does, is less to do with nostalgia and more a means of attracting potential meals.

History: Ferdinando -- named Gabriel by his parents -- doesn't remember much of his childhood. He knows that he was born in France when the Black Death was ravaging Europe, and he remembers the softness of his mother's hands -- he remembers he had a sister and that he loved her very much, but he doesn't remember her name; he knows only that the plague took her, as it took both of his parents, leaving him alone at an age when he was barely able to look after himself. By hook or by crook he survived, but his memories of those early years are vague and shapeless, as though seen through a mist. His first real memory is of Sabine, the old Romani woman who made him what he is.

For several hundred years he lived with the gypsy vampires, drifting through what is now the Czech Republic, but they were beset by hunters in the early years of the 17th century. Those few who survived the assault were scattered, and Ferdinando found himself in Italy at the end of the Renaissance, where he fell in love -- with Naples, with Rome, with Florence... and with Venice, rising mysterious and sultry from the lagoon, beautiful Venezia where he took on a new name and committed himself utterly to the pursuit of pleasure and power.

But in a city such as Venice, a new arrival doesn't go unnoticed for long, particularly not one with a bloodlust as insatiable as Ferdinando's. For several years, the local vampire clans watched his progress, weighing up their options. In peacetime, a vampire such as Ferdinando, older and wiser and more fearsome than most, would have been a valuable asset, but with a war raging between three of the five clans in Venice, he was seen as a threat and set upon, forced to flee in the 1800s to England and then, at the turn of the century, to America, where he wandered until he happened upon Ellington and there settled, making a name for himself as a vampire truly not to be screwed with.

Originally Posted by Q U E E N (Post 1771710803)

Name: Lady Luna Beaufort
Species: Vampire
Age: Somewhere around 900 years old. She appears to be in her late teens or early twenties. Luna prefers to say that she's 22 years old, though, in order to get into bars or clubs, which are convenient places to find food.
Physical Description: Slim and extremely tall (6ft) for someone born in the 1110's; not only was she revered in London during the good old days for her heritage and family name, she also was rather intimidating in her appearances. Dirty blonde hair cascades in waves to her shoulders, and on her lips you can usually find some color of red lipstick. With pale skin of glassy quality that she usually conceals from the public with makeup, and ice-blue eyes that seem to stare through your soul and read your mind, humans often have a hard time approaching her because of her otherworldly appearance.

Personality: Playful and teasing, Luna is a big flirt. Sitting around and doing nothing for a few centuries does get boring after a while, and Luna was always one for excitement. She isn't afraid to rub others the wrong way just to entertain herself with their reactions and lives life on the edge, even for a vampire. Nobody ever knows what she's truly thinking because she tends to avoid directly answering people's questions, yet it feels like she knows exactly what other people are thinking or feeling. Around humans, Luna conceals the fact that she's a vampire, but still likes to play with them, almost as if they were toys. Around others of her kind, she likes to step out of line, causing her actions to often surprise the others.
Affiliations: She hasn't been in contact with her maker for a while now, and only has vague ideas about where he could be currently making a living. Luna considers herself allied with anyone that has power, and therefore flits around the more powerful Clans in Ellington. She knows most of the vampires in the area, but generally ignores the younger or weaker ones. She's not really that old for a vampire, but has lived for long enough (and she's pretty powerful and hard to kill) to gain the respect and friendship of other vampires (except, a few of them think that she's crazy).
Personal Weaknesses: Luna's weakness is the fact that she often takes risks that most vampires wouldn't take, such as "dressing up" as a vampire for a Halloween party, and then later on feasting on the guests. Because of these actions, she has put her life and the lives of other vampires on the line. Many other vampires feel that she's completely crazy, teasing, and sometimes even flirting with vampire hunters to make them angry. Many vampires know that she's powerful and can't be killed easily, but they prefer not to be with her when she goes hunting for food, because who knows what will happen? Also, she tends to underestimate vampire hunters and humans, thinking of them as naive or not as worldly compared to vampires.
Quirks: Luna has always been fond of music. For the past few years (centuries), she's worked in the music industry, composing songs, writing lyrics, and disguising herself in order to do so. She liked the enchanting music of Europe the best, but came over to America, and since then has been floating somewhere in the music industry.

History: Lady Luna Beaufort was born in London; into the Noble House of Beaufort in the 1100's. Even for a vampire, 900-something years gone by is hard to remember. She only remembers little of her later human life, and even less of her childhood. Luna only knows that someone in her family was to later on give birth to one of the Kings of England, and that she was trained since young to be as ladylike as possible to find a good husband. The only clear thing about her human life was the day that she was changed into a vampire. Her maker was a young French man that she'd met at a ball that both of them were attending. He was the Duke of Montmorency, and he'd had a dazzling allure that attracted Luna to him. Little did she know, he would later on turn her into his own sort of "apprentice" vampire; he took her from country to country, letting her see the sights, and teaching her in the ways of the vampire. Her maker had often said that he was older than civilization itself, but Luna had never believed him.

She grew rather attached to her maker, and then one day he just left her without any warning or goodbye. Whether he went out hunting and came across a strong vampire hunter or was just tired of having Luna around, she would never know. From then on, Luna started to fend for herself, using the techniques and tricks that her maker had taught her. Years flew by, and Luna went from place to place, meeting many vampires and nearly getting herself killed by vampire hunters a few dozen times. In the 1800's, Luna decided to stay in America, yet again traveling from place to place. Luna witnessed many historical events occur during her time in America, from wars to the assassination of both Abraham Lincoln and John F. Kennedy. She stayed along the east coast and Washington D.C., liking to watch the capitol and the presidents of the young nation. There was once even a time where she became a spy for the government, but quit after vampire hunters heard that there was a vampire working for government. She wandered freely until the 1960's, and then moved to Ellington.

Originally Posted by Barghest (Post 1771742455)

Name: Dolores "Dolly" Pasternack

Species: Human

Age: 19

Physical Description: Dolly has a lanky, shapeless kind of physique- a word that comes to mind after seeing her might be 'stretched'. Another might be 'dopey'. Standing at about 5'9'', Dolly is amalgamation of awkwardly arranged limbs. Though she is pear-shaped, possesses long legs and a slender neck, they are counteracted by her overly-large hands and feet , flat chest, and broad shoulders. She's a series of overly-large parts attached to overly-small parts- essentially Dolly is like a goose: pretty at a distance, comical in motion.

In addition to these traits, Dolly has a few unique features- she is painfully pale with a smattering of freckles across her nose and shoulders. White-blonde hair falls over one eye in a haphazard mop, and her dull teal eyes possess little to no guile whatsoever.

Despite appearances however, Dolly is capable of moving at an astounding pace and possesses a surprising amount of dexterity considering her gawky build.

Personality: Because of Dolly's taciturn and unassuming nature, people may at first mistake her for being a little... simple. The truth is she's just blunt and very honest- she lacks self-awareness and sees no reason to keep up appearances, and so she simply doesn't. Ever. Though she isn't capable of any kind of deceitful behavior herself, that doesn't mean she's easy to trick- in fact she is excellent at judging a person's character. She can be an oddball and is certainly an eccentric, but she is still very personable and friendly. Dolly is, quite simply, a nice person.

To some she seems to be perpetually half-asleep (or high, depending on your point of view), but she is still quite perceptive. Her calm in emergency situations is something to behold, and while the people around her might be hysterical she is capable of making reasoned and logical decisions.

Affiliations: The mysterious network of hobos and drifters that all cities seem to have, and that's about it.

Personal Weaknesses: A complete and utter lack of ability to deceive others or bluff. Painfully neutral and blase towards others. Candidness regardless of situation or company. A little too observant for her own good. Inability to integrate into normal human society (get a job, a house, etc.) Her calm demeanor can be aggravating when haste or urgency is required.

Quirks: Oddly lucky and intuitive- follows her gut, tends to turn out okay. A drawling and monotonous tone of voice, with a slight southern accent. A bit superstitious. Curious, inquisitive. Partakes in benign thievery- has 'crow-like' kleptomaniacal tendencies (she likes the shinies). Junk collector. Tends to be fairly generous and unattached to her possessions and gives away things on a regular basis. Enjoys sewing, knitting, and crafty things- surprisingly good with her hands.

History: Dolly is a born drifter and a modern nomad, travelling from place to place her entire life. She rarely stays in one place for long and doesn't tend to make friends, choosing instead to keep to herself. She is not very forward with her personal details, though she has little to hide. Her life was largely unremarkable, save a few details- she grew up in the rural parts of Tennessee raised by her grandmother. When she was a child, her parent's left her at Granny's house for a "weekend stay" and simply never came back. She was home-schooled (somewhat inadequately) by her elderly guardian and when she passed away inherited her home. After an unfortunate stove-related accident her house was lost in a fire, and with no real knowledge of how 'insurance' or 'welfare' worked, she just left and started living the hobo life.

She's lived in a few places, though she's never lived anywhere as long as she has Ellington. Something about the city has drawn her in and kept her there... a kind of magnetic attraction. Though she hasn't been there long, her six months there has offered her a slight glimpse into the foul inner-workings of the city's darker half. She does not know specifics, but she knows something is wrong in Ellington. A more outspoken person might have gained a few enemies, but Dolly's relative invisibility has kept her out of view from more dangerous individuals. For now.

Originally Posted by perfect.imperfection (Post 1771742286)

Name:Isuel Bulan

Species: Human

Age: 23

Physical Description: Isuel has deep chocolate brown hair and oddly grey blue eyes. She has a very petite form, very short reaching only 5’2, tiny waist, short torso, but legs that are very slender and looks like it could go on for miles. Her skin is sun-kissed and smooth as a newborns bum; with a mild skin condition she needs to always keep her skin as health as possible. When she smiles a dimple appears on her left cheek and her eyes get really Asian (not to be racist but it does!). Her choice in clothing can get rather outrageous sometime and the range various all the time; it can go to rather casual, to something very cultural, and very prim and proper.

Personality: Isuel is a very open minded girl, she’ll try anything that you suggest and listen to whatever it is that you need to say. Possibilities to her is like a drug that gets her veins pumping, the thought of doing or learning something new just get her pumped up. The downside of that, however is that she is also very open about what she thinks as well; some call it blunt, she calls it undiluted honesty. Isuel is always on her toes and nothing seems to get her down, but during the more serious an emotional moments she well prevent others from seeing that side of her. She puts up a tough and happy front to prevent people from pitying her and all she wants from people is their respect and honesty. When you first get to know her she is very friendly and normal, but once you get to know her more and spend time with her you can see she can be a bit crazy and rather sexual.

Affiliations: She has a variety of people that she can consider her network, what with all the traveling that she does. In several parts of the world she has a welcoming place for her to stay at, but none more welcoming then the church back on that little island in the Philippines.

Personal Weaknesses: She loves food and will do anything for a good meal, her stomach has decided on what she would do next on several occasions. It’s funny really how much food such a tiny body can intake without affecting the outside. On the more serious notes, with her fancy free attitude she can get herself in quite the pickle. Several guys have used her openness to their advantage and tried to have their way with her, but just because she is care free doesn’t mean she isn’t smart or strong either.

Quirks: She tends to break into little songs as she goes about her day, sometimes she realizes it sometimes she doesn’t. With her traveling background, a lot of the songs that she breaks out into are in other languages (mostly oldie, poetic songs or lullabies). Also in conversations she may start speaking in another language, so please bear with her.

History: She was found as at the age of 4, walking around the shores be a nearby village on a tiny island in the Philippines. Her true origin was never found, no one knew for sure if she was Filipino or a different kind of Asian because she talked about living on a boat all her life. No one found any foreign ships or any wrecks in the sea, and wonder how she was able to survive if there had been one or if she was just abandoned. Either way the church nuns were willing to raise her, and lucky for her they were very caring and loving. The villagers also took good care of her as well, saying that they never met such a light spirited child, some said she was a blessing from the goddess Alunsina; a Filipino deity who ruled the eastern skies. As she grew older her thirst for knowledge and adventure grew larger and larger, and at the age of 17 she made the decision to backpack across the world. Now when the nuns and villagers first heard of her planned they disapproved greatly, but after letting her talk and explain herself they couldn’t help but chip in a little bit to start her of on her journey. Now if you’re curious as to what she told them, well you need to ask about it from her; she loves explaining it anyways.

The first front of her journey was to explore every part of the Philippines as she could, working odd jobs to get a few money there, a bed to sleep on her, a meal on the side. The first couple of weeks were hard, but Isuel always had a smile on her face and was brutal honest with her intentions that just made people willing to trust her and even offer their help after she helps them. She did this through the other Asian countries, spanning out from Russia to Indian to Turkey. She records all that learns from her travels in her special notebook the nuns gave her before she left. From there Europe, to Africa, to Canada, and ending up in the United States, one of the more harder places to find odd jobs to finance her. The methods she used to get money in other countries, like offer naturally made remedies (taught to her by the nuns) and scary accurate fortunes; it was hard to get past a week. So she decided to settle into a less dense population and figure out a plan from there, and by a random suggestion she ends up in Ellington. Since she isn’t in the USA on a visitor’s visa or anything like that she has to be very careful on the information she gives out and hopes to find a decent place to stay for long term and a well-paying job, which she hopes to find in Ellington.

Originally Posted by Mythos (Post 1771692417)

Oh man... that one looks really really interesting, but school has been kicking my butt lately and I'm kind of forced to limit myself.

I have created the game thread and opened it up for posting! We do only have three people in the game so far, but I couldn't wait any longer.

Wyrm, try not to attempt to kill us right away, please? :P