Post by grey on Sept 8, 2010 22:33:05 GMT -5
Irresponsibly ruthless words fill this town but
Never more, will a painful voice flow by
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“It is better to be feared than loved, if you cannot be both”[/center]
Those days we spent casually are bidding farewell to us
As we lose those irreplaceable days
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First and Last:
Adam Matthews
Known as:
Dorian
I have lived:
Twenty-seven years old. Birthday is November 3rd.
I am:
Male
My preference?:
Heteroflexible.
I work as:
Retired fighter
I affiliate with:
KAFIR
The rain hides the sun, stealing away its light
I am troubled as I lost what I believed in
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Hair:
Longish black hair. Usually looks like he’s recently brushed his hand through it. He uses extensions every now and then, for fun.
Eyes:
His eyes are naturally dark. He likes wearing red-orange contacts sometimes.
Height:
6'3"
Weight:
165
Clothing Style:
Mostly dresses in a Victorian fashion, including a charcoal suit, leather riding boots, and a flamboyant, intricately knotted red cravat, covered by a long red duster. When he wants to be “casual,” long sleeve button up shirts and slacks, maybe a jacket. He has a habit of leaving the first few buttons of his shirts undone or just leave the whole damn thing untucked.
Extra:
He had his fangs sharpened when he was a bit younger. He also wears a red fedora hat with a wide, floppy brim and a pair of circular, heavily tinted, wire-framed red sunglasses with goggle sidings from time to time.
I won’t forget those days that I spent with everyone precious to me
Never more, will I be alone even in the darkness
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Positive:
- Courageous
- Generally well-mannered
- Open-minded
- Self-confident
- Disciplined
Negative:
- Short-tempered
- Violent
- Sadistic
- Lack of remorse/shame/guilt
- Lack of Empathy
Personality:
Usually quiet, he rarely speaks unless he is spoken to and if the conversation, or person, sparks his interest. When dealing with people, he tries to remain as calm as possible, trying to study them as the situation goes. He is fairly well-mannered. He doesn’t like being provoked, though. He is impatient and gets aggressive when things don’t go his way. Being in the presence of women and children forces him to muster more patience than usual, because of his upbringing.
Timeline:
Present
History:
A boy was adopted by this man, a man with an obsession with the occult and his own idea of strength. He raised the boy to act like a demon, trained him to be vicious and cruel. He kept him locked up in his basement, where he homeschooled him in the basics, plus fighting sessions and... how to dress up.
Since the boy was obviously human and not the demon the man wanted him to be, he decided to create something closer. A vampire. He raised the boy to believe that he was, indeed, a blood-sucking fiend. He taught him how to think, how to act and how to disguise himself in such a manner that if anyone saw him, they would think he was indeed a vampire.
Well, that's what the man thought, crazy as he was. And it's needless to say the boy was sane, after the years of "training."
When the boy was old enough, his guarding got him enrolled in underground fights, where the boy would use what he learned in his lessons and kill his victims, feeding off of them as a reward. He saved all his money, thinking the boy would need it someday. Because, in the back of his mind, he knew what he had done; a sliver of guilt had made itself known with the coming of old age and the realization that he wouldn't be able to care for his little vampire forever.
The boy, now a man, became curious about his origins. He researched in his spare time about "his kind." All he found were fake records, the movies and books his father never allowed him to read. He grew curious at this and questioned his father. When the man refused to answer, he took it upon himself to find the truth. He made a series of tests on himself, on his vitality, his strength, his speed... For his last test, he escaped his subterranean dwellings and ventured out into the sunlight. When he noticed his skin didn't burn, he ran. He ran as far as his legs could carry him, spent some nights out and alone. When he finally came back, he was determined to beat the truth out of the old man, if he had to. He was surprised to find he didn't have to. He got his truth, and his freedom.
With the money he had saved from his fights, he decided to live as far away as he could. After much moving around, he ended up buying a house in Iwatodai and planned to spend the remainder of his days there, in solitude. But even monsters get lonely.
I will find it, that precious thing that I lost
Never more, because I’m sure your voice will guide me
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Stats:
Strength-oriented.
Arcana:
Death
Persona:
Kudlak
Method of Summoning:
KAFIR watch
Strengths:
- Physical
- Ice
Weaknesses:
- Fire
Skills:
- Bufu
- Mabufu
- Double Fangs
- Life Drain
Weapon of Choice:
Real men fight with their fists. And everything else they can use to their advantage.
I don’t know when but I really have forgotten
Those important words that I once believed in when I was young
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Parents/Relatives:
That man back home.
Friends:
Yuri Williamson is an old acquaintance.
Enemies/Rivals:
None.
Romantic Interest:
None.
Other:
Nothing.
In the world I can’t wake up from I searched for them
I finally found them, they were deep in my heart all along
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Characters you play:
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How did you find the site?:
<3
Author Notes:
Maldita debilidad, eh? No pude evitarlo.
Face Claims:
Alucard; Hellsing (Manga/Anime/OVA/Fanart)
Contact:
PM me, ask for my MSN handle.
