Post by blade on Aug 30, 2006 16:08:42 GMT -5
Name: Blade Crownings
Age: Appears to be nineteen actually one hundred and fifty years old.
Gender: Male
Race: Vampire Shaman
About the Race: Vampire shamans are a special type of vampire. They are able to summon small hell hounds, about the size of a panther and in turn they can turn into a much larger hell hound themselves. Vampire shamans also have wings that appear when needed, although they aren't used often because in order to make the wings appear a vampire must go through immense pain.
Looks: Blade is about six foot three, well-muscled but not "macho" looking just well-toned. He has long black hair that fall into his face and drops just past his shoulders. He also has piercing red eyes, proof of his lineage so his hair falls into his eyes to make them appear an interesting shade of auburn. His complexion is deathly pale, more proof that he has been dead for many, many years.
Clothing: Blade wears a headband around his head to hold back some of his hair, but lets enough fall into his face so that it hides the true color of his eyes. He also adorns a crimson cape that has a high neck and covers his mouth. It is held together by two silver buckles at the top. Underneath his cape he wears a black long-sleeved shirt and black pants. His gloves and boots are also black, as well as the inside of his cape, so if he were to spread out his cape he'd be nearly invisible from the front.
Personality: Blade has a somewhat quiet disposition, but is angered very easily. He's rather hot tempered and stubborn. He wont give up without a fight and doesn't like to be wrong or corrected. He has a lot of pride, and his ego sometimes goes to his head. Despite his hot headed-ness he likes peace and quiet. He enjoys reading and playing the piano as well as studying maps and atlases, so I guess you could say he's some what of a bookworm.
History: Blade had been a normal nineteen year old guy, very popular with the ladies and best in class. He was smart and good looking, and all of the girls swooned over him. But on the night of the Halloween Festival everything changed. He had asked a beautiful woman named Saundra to accompany him to the festival, she had agreed. The night was fun and romantic for the both of them until he was walking her home through the forest. She had attacked him and then turned him into a vampire, only something was different, this woman was no ordinary vampress, she was a shaman.
Weaknesses: The whole garlic and silver thing is old folk lore, it has never worked on a vampire and never will. Blades weaknesses are the sun, lamps and being dismembered or beheaded. Fire will do nothing to him, because Shaman Vampires, originating from hell, have an immunity to fire. But The can have a limb cut off and by no means will it be healed, the skin may heal the wound on the body but the limb will remain lost forever.
Abilities: Blade has the following abilities:
Flight- His wings allow him to fly long distances without getting too tired.
Summoning- He is able to summon hell hounds to come to his aid in battle or to track someone or something down. Cost is about half of his energy to summon the entire pack, which is about eight hounds. The hounds are powerful but can be killed rather easily. Hell hounds are vicious wolves that hare larger than normal wolves and have elongated claws and fangs. They are black as night with red eyes and they can breath fire. The look emaciated but have terrible power none the less.
Transformation- He is able to transform into a large hell hound, but takes a great deal of power and requires a lot of rest afterward, but limit to how long he stays a hell hound is about twenty-four hours straight.
Fire- He can conjure and manipulate fire, as well as being immune to being burned.
Healing- He has some healing abilities that come naturally as a vampire, but only minor wounds will become fully healed. Larger and more severe wounds will only be aided but not fully healed, those will take time.
Sample Post:
Blade walked over to Saundra in the town square, his heart pounding, "Hello Saundra."
She turned to him, her blood red lips curved into a smile and her brown eyes sparkled, "Good afternoon Blade."
Blade ran a hand through is hair and took a deep breath, "Saundra, I was wondering if you would go to the Halloween Festival with me..."
Saundra's eyes twinkled with mischief and a seductive glint, "Sure, sounds fun, meet me at my house at, shall we say 7:30?"
Blade nodded, "Yeah alright. sounds good to me."
Saundra heard her name being called and turned to see her friend beaconing her to go pick out a costume, "Well, I must be off. See you tonight Blade."
She quickly kissed his cheek and he smirked. This was going to be easier than he thought. He was at her house at 7 :30 sharp, the full moon overhead shining beautifully. Blade straighted the tie on his tux one last time before knocking on the door confidently. Saundra opened the door, she was dressed as a vampress, the many shades of Black and crimson dancing over her beautiful body in the form of a gown, "Hello Blade, my don't you look absolutely hansom tonight."
He offered her his hand and she took it. Saundra lived nearer toward the countryside of the village so they had to take a short walk through the woods to get to the town square where the party was taking place. When they arrived it was close to eight o'clock and the party was thriving with guests, mostly teenagers, except for the adult chaperons scattered throughout the square to make sure nothing go too out of hand, "Hey Blade, how about we dance?"
Blade looked over to her and nodded, his eyes sparkling. He lead her over onto the dance floor and began a slow dance. They were both magnificent dancers, stunning everyone with their graceful moves. Together they were like two flames dancing in a fire. Everyone had cleared off the dance floor just to watch the two dance. It was truly a surreal moment that only happened in ones dreams. By the time the two were done dancing it was time for the festival to come to an end. Blade took Saundra's hand and lead her off the dance floor and into the woods so that he could walk her home, "You know, I had a great night Blade, you are a true gentlemen."
He smiled down upon her, "Why thank you, I also had a wonderful time, you are a beautiful and magnificent dancer!"
She smirked and then stopped walking, she leaned over to Blade and began to kiss him only something was wrong, he began to feel cold. He could feel her skin turn icy and fangs grew where her canine teeth used to be. It was too late when realization hit him like a brick. He broke the kiss panting and in pain, "You-you're a vampire! I thought they were myths!"
She smirked and bent down to his level and whispered in his ear, "Well you better think differently love, welcome to the world of the undead."
And with that she disappeared in a swirl of darkness, leaving him to continue suffering as the life was drained out of him.
Age: Appears to be nineteen actually one hundred and fifty years old.
Gender: Male
Race: Vampire Shaman
About the Race: Vampire shamans are a special type of vampire. They are able to summon small hell hounds, about the size of a panther and in turn they can turn into a much larger hell hound themselves. Vampire shamans also have wings that appear when needed, although they aren't used often because in order to make the wings appear a vampire must go through immense pain.
Looks: Blade is about six foot three, well-muscled but not "macho" looking just well-toned. He has long black hair that fall into his face and drops just past his shoulders. He also has piercing red eyes, proof of his lineage so his hair falls into his eyes to make them appear an interesting shade of auburn. His complexion is deathly pale, more proof that he has been dead for many, many years.
Clothing: Blade wears a headband around his head to hold back some of his hair, but lets enough fall into his face so that it hides the true color of his eyes. He also adorns a crimson cape that has a high neck and covers his mouth. It is held together by two silver buckles at the top. Underneath his cape he wears a black long-sleeved shirt and black pants. His gloves and boots are also black, as well as the inside of his cape, so if he were to spread out his cape he'd be nearly invisible from the front.
Personality: Blade has a somewhat quiet disposition, but is angered very easily. He's rather hot tempered and stubborn. He wont give up without a fight and doesn't like to be wrong or corrected. He has a lot of pride, and his ego sometimes goes to his head. Despite his hot headed-ness he likes peace and quiet. He enjoys reading and playing the piano as well as studying maps and atlases, so I guess you could say he's some what of a bookworm.
History: Blade had been a normal nineteen year old guy, very popular with the ladies and best in class. He was smart and good looking, and all of the girls swooned over him. But on the night of the Halloween Festival everything changed. He had asked a beautiful woman named Saundra to accompany him to the festival, she had agreed. The night was fun and romantic for the both of them until he was walking her home through the forest. She had attacked him and then turned him into a vampire, only something was different, this woman was no ordinary vampress, she was a shaman.
Weaknesses: The whole garlic and silver thing is old folk lore, it has never worked on a vampire and never will. Blades weaknesses are the sun, lamps and being dismembered or beheaded. Fire will do nothing to him, because Shaman Vampires, originating from hell, have an immunity to fire. But The can have a limb cut off and by no means will it be healed, the skin may heal the wound on the body but the limb will remain lost forever.
Abilities: Blade has the following abilities:
Flight- His wings allow him to fly long distances without getting too tired.
Summoning- He is able to summon hell hounds to come to his aid in battle or to track someone or something down. Cost is about half of his energy to summon the entire pack, which is about eight hounds. The hounds are powerful but can be killed rather easily. Hell hounds are vicious wolves that hare larger than normal wolves and have elongated claws and fangs. They are black as night with red eyes and they can breath fire. The look emaciated but have terrible power none the less.
Transformation- He is able to transform into a large hell hound, but takes a great deal of power and requires a lot of rest afterward, but limit to how long he stays a hell hound is about twenty-four hours straight.
Fire- He can conjure and manipulate fire, as well as being immune to being burned.
Healing- He has some healing abilities that come naturally as a vampire, but only minor wounds will become fully healed. Larger and more severe wounds will only be aided but not fully healed, those will take time.
Sample Post:
Blade walked over to Saundra in the town square, his heart pounding, "Hello Saundra."
She turned to him, her blood red lips curved into a smile and her brown eyes sparkled, "Good afternoon Blade."
Blade ran a hand through is hair and took a deep breath, "Saundra, I was wondering if you would go to the Halloween Festival with me..."
Saundra's eyes twinkled with mischief and a seductive glint, "Sure, sounds fun, meet me at my house at, shall we say 7:30?"
Blade nodded, "Yeah alright. sounds good to me."
Saundra heard her name being called and turned to see her friend beaconing her to go pick out a costume, "Well, I must be off. See you tonight Blade."
She quickly kissed his cheek and he smirked. This was going to be easier than he thought. He was at her house at 7 :30 sharp, the full moon overhead shining beautifully. Blade straighted the tie on his tux one last time before knocking on the door confidently. Saundra opened the door, she was dressed as a vampress, the many shades of Black and crimson dancing over her beautiful body in the form of a gown, "Hello Blade, my don't you look absolutely hansom tonight."
He offered her his hand and she took it. Saundra lived nearer toward the countryside of the village so they had to take a short walk through the woods to get to the town square where the party was taking place. When they arrived it was close to eight o'clock and the party was thriving with guests, mostly teenagers, except for the adult chaperons scattered throughout the square to make sure nothing go too out of hand, "Hey Blade, how about we dance?"
Blade looked over to her and nodded, his eyes sparkling. He lead her over onto the dance floor and began a slow dance. They were both magnificent dancers, stunning everyone with their graceful moves. Together they were like two flames dancing in a fire. Everyone had cleared off the dance floor just to watch the two dance. It was truly a surreal moment that only happened in ones dreams. By the time the two were done dancing it was time for the festival to come to an end. Blade took Saundra's hand and lead her off the dance floor and into the woods so that he could walk her home, "You know, I had a great night Blade, you are a true gentlemen."
He smiled down upon her, "Why thank you, I also had a wonderful time, you are a beautiful and magnificent dancer!"
She smirked and then stopped walking, she leaned over to Blade and began to kiss him only something was wrong, he began to feel cold. He could feel her skin turn icy and fangs grew where her canine teeth used to be. It was too late when realization hit him like a brick. He broke the kiss panting and in pain, "You-you're a vampire! I thought they were myths!"
She smirked and bent down to his level and whispered in his ear, "Well you better think differently love, welcome to the world of the undead."
And with that she disappeared in a swirl of darkness, leaving him to continue suffering as the life was drained out of him.
