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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 7:51 pm
Hello. I was just thinking, and hopefully DivineGodess won't mind. Anyway, I was thinking that there should be a thread dedicated to the profiles of your characters. I suppose knock yourselves out, and have fun. I'm going to post mine shortly, so hopefully you will too. I got the idea for this by the way from the Barton Town Forum, where there was a sticky dedicated to that as well. You may post as many profiles as you want, but maybe you should just spare one post for each profile, and not cram all the profiles you have into one post, making it hard to read for those who have a short attention span. Please, critique and give credit to others on their profiles. By the way, don't take any critiques in a bad way. Just think of it as, people spending their precious time on helping you improve your character. Note to all critiquers though, don't be too brutal with your critiqueing, unless if the owner of the profile asks you to do so. Have fun, and enjoy!
Entered Profiles: Renay~ Loving Memory, First Post, First Page Casron~ Casron, Second Post, First Page Ria Conrell~ caitlin_neko, Third Post, First Page Ria~ caitlin_neko, Fourth Post, First Page Raiko~ Kairi_Suraki, Fifth Post, First Page Miss Lilith Abins of the City of Roses~ caitlin_neko, Sixth Post, First Page Wren~ Loving Memory, Eighth Post, First Page Chi Twem~ [Ballad of Broken Dreams], Ninth Post, First Page Jessie McKay~ Varg of darkness, Tenth Post, First Page Shade~ [Shade], Eleventh Post, First Page Ashlynn Nyght~ Ashlynn Black, Twelfth Post, First Page Nicklas Shadow~ Aslynn Black, Thirteenth Post, First Page Melody Jonre Mistifin~ DaddysGal, First Post, Second Page Vinnie~ JesterMasque, Second Post, Second Page Mysty~ catlin_neko, Third Post, Second Page Wilson W. Wilson, MD~ Xillania, Fourth Post, Second Page Legacy~ kains_fire, Fifth Post, Second Page Alyzandra "Alyx" Carmichael~ Solar Kitty-chan, Sixth Post, Second Page 'Unknown'~ Firesoldier, Seventh Post, Second Page
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 8:13 pm
Renay
Name: Renay Cecilia Kent Gender: Female Age: Seventeen winters and pending. Race: Human Height: 5'5 Weight: 110 Hair: Renay has layers of chocolate brown hair that falls like silk linens to mid back. She has a cow-lick in the back of her head, which she cannot flatten, no matter what she does. From over use of gel, and so on. But then, the cowlick gives her look a personality, and she can look rather cute with it at times. Eyes: At first glance, Renay's eyes would remind you of a cloudy sky on a warm, summers day. Her eyes are composed of many shades of very light blue, lilac, silver, and white. These extraordinary orbs of her are framed with long eyelashes. Skin: Renay's skin is as white as milky, and her lips are a light peach color. A light splash of freckles run across her nose, and she has a birthmark shaped like a rose bud on her left ankle. Ethnic Group: Irish/Scottish, and a mixture of some others.
Clothing Style: Renay has developed her own clothing style, and does what she, and only she, wants. Her clothing usually reflects her mood, or how creative she is feeling. Her attire can be quite out of the ordinary sometimes. She has an artisitc aura about her, and she does make her own clothing. Those who have known her long enough arn't surprised that she may appear the next day with a pair of papermache hoop earrings, or millions of bracelets made of many different materials . Personality: Renay is rather spunky, and is very artisitc. She has a creative mind, and she is usually called, " wierd, strange, and a oddball," most of the time. She doesn't mind though, as she is a rebel, and won't let anyone decide anything for her. Renay is as stubborn as a mule, and has the attitude of a grumpy lion on the worst of days. She can be rather sweet, and sometimes a push-over, but moments like those are the rarest of the rare. Renay isn't afraid to do her own dirty work, and would prefer things to do herself. She is rather brilliant you could say, and she is at least one of the sharpest tools in the shed. She hates being rushed, and first impressions usually set her off. Renay loves revenge, and the feeling it leaves behind in her.
Renay loves to give advice to her friends, or those who simply need it. She doesn't like those who are pig-headed, or think the world revolves around themselves, not to mention those goths who think their life is so depressing it's pitiful. Renay sees the glass half empty. She is pessimistically optimist, as she sees the bright sides of things, but always mentions the worst sides first. Renay is usually mature, and rather cool and collected, and will only show her party animal around those she knows she can trust not to tell her secerets.
Occupation: A part-time hypnotist at a club that opens at nine o'clock at night to three A.M, and has already won various contests with her art.
Bio: Renay has lived a rather quiet, normal life of a teenage girl in Lousiana with her family. Her parents are far from any divorce, and Renay is an only child. When she was little, she always used to pretend she had imaginary friends, as she rarely got any because of her abnormal attire and sometimes behaviors.
Likes: Art, Writing, Literature, Sensible and Intellectual Conversations, Peace, Romance, Adventure, and Sci-Fi Movies. Renay will always enjoy a good game of tennis, or a manga book to sit and read.
Dislikes: War, Stealing, Potty Humor, Childish Play, Ignorace.
Piercings: Renay has multiple piercing, three in each ear. One in each ear is pierced at her lobe, but there are two holes in each ear also, that ride up the edge. Quote: "If you want something done right, you might as well do it yourself." Quote 2: " If you respect me, I respect you." Quote 3: "I'm wierd, deal with it. " Other/Extra Stuff: She loves Ice-cream. ^^
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2005 7:05 am
Casron:Name: Casron De'Iliria. Gender: Male. Age: Fourteen, in Elf years. Race: Part Elvish, part Dwarvish. Height: 5', 6". Weight: 175lb. Hair: Long & wavy, with bangs in the front. Reaches down about an inch past his shoulders. It's a reddish-aubern coulour, lightening to almost gold in the sun. Eyes: Bright blue, they're rather large. He's got short, grubby eyelashes. Skin: Fair, but rather ruddy. He's virtually riddled with scars from past fights, but these aren't very noticable, seeing as there are so many of them. Ethnic Group: Scottish & English, seeing as that's what his accent consists of. Clothing Style: Tunic, pants & cape. This is really all he ever wears, just change the color & material around for ceremonies. His favorite is a green & brown set that he's nearly worn into nonexistance. Personality: Rather dumb, but he means well. Loves talking about his days as a Seargent in the army, & fighting in general. He has a rather short attention span, usually focusing it on food or a battle. He may not be the most intellectual person, but he has a way of sensing things that not many others can. All in all he has a crusty demeanor, but is very sweet & kind. Occupation: Wandering quester & warrior, was a Seargent in an army once. Also good at metalworking. Weapons: A rather large claymore, named Yggdrasil, & an enchanted bootknife,(It returns to him when called by name,) named Myrrdin. Bio: Born in secret between an Elvish queen and a Dwarvish blacksmith, he lived with his father for most of his life. When he was twelve (Elvish years), the Queen died, he was discovered to be the only heir to the throne of her country, & was taken from his father & made king. He only lasted about a week being royal before he got fed up & ran away. He has been a wandering warrior ever since then. Likes: Fighting, roast boar, adventure, fighting, his old troops, making friends, plants & animals, being a blacksmith, stories, and did I mention fighting? Dislikes: Royalty, balls, princesses, not being able to do anything about a situation, watching his troops get injured, those who flaunt their knowlage, magic teachers. Quote "Whoi, in th' army...." Quote 2: "Och!" Quote 3 "Whut?" Other Stuff: Can never kill a vampire, due to an event in his past. Pic:
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2005 5:27 am
Name: Ria Conrell Gender: Female Age: 17 Race: Human Height: Unknown, though estimated to be about 5'4 Weight: 108 lbs Hair: Long fair blonde hair. It reaches down to the middle of her back, falling like silk, layering over top of itself. Her bangs are parted at the front, and go down to her chin. Eyes: A bright blue, they naturally carry a mischevious look. Skin: Fairly pale, thoguh tanned enoguh from being out in the sun-pickpocketing no doubt. Ethnic Group: Unknown
Clothing Style: She always wears a white bandana, which she rarely takes off. She has a small green vest, covering over the sides of her white tube top. She wears a green mini skirt, that splits at the sides allowing freemovement. She also wears a blue stoned pendant around her neck, the last remaining thing from her mother.
Personality: She is greedy, and mischevious by nature, and will always be looking for trouble. She hates perverts, and will stomp on their feet with no hesittation if they deserve it.
Occupation: Theif
Weapons: Two small daggers tied ot her waist.
Bio: When she was five her mother passed away, and her father feared not being able to look after her-or it costing to much. Abandoning her due to his selfishness, she grew up in the streets, using other people's wealth to life off of. She doesn't know anything about her self, except for her name.
Likes: Money, and shiny things.
Dislikes: Perverts.
Quote: "Well 'Scuse me!" Quote 2: "Pfft" Quote 3: "That looks valuable" Other Stuff: In my roelplay 'Midnight Skies' she is the first mate of the airship Golden Eye.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 5:26 am
Name: Ria Gender: Female Age: 19 Race: Unknown Height: Atleast 7'0 Weight: 186 lbs Hair: She has long raven black hair that is down to her waist. It isn't very tidy at all, her being an orphan. Eyes: Her eyes are an almost blood shade of red, and they always have a look of confusion in them. Skin: She is fairly pale, but in her it is natural. Ethnic Group: N/A
Clothing Style: She wears ragged clothes that you would expect to see on a theif. There is nothing special at all about them.
Personality: The main tihng that people see about her: A towering monster with possesive problems. Although she also talks with a lisp, and in a fairly strange manner.
Occupation: N/A
Weapons: N/A
Bio: Having been born in the streets she had grown accustomed to havng to steal to survive. She is still a wanderer, there is no question about it. She remembers nothing of any parents, and many people have grown afraid of her, or called her 'a spawn of the abyss'
Likes: Stuff
Dislikes: Having stuff taken from her.
Quote: "I bin told dat Ria'th not dat bright." Quote 2: "I bin told dat Ria hathn't the thlitest clue what thhe'th thaying." Quote 3: "I bin told dat Ria'th glad you are glad!" Other Stuff: In the roleplay 'Runes of Aydindril' she has a Stealth Rune in her right hand
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 3:49 pm
Name: Raiko Tsukeima Gender: female. Age: 16 Race: dragon demon Height: 5' 4" Weight: 112lbs Hair: short and wavy. Crimson with long bangs Eyes: gold with crimson swirls Skin: dark almost tan Ethnic Group: good question Clothing Style: shirt pants boots cape. Different styles and colors. Personality: Quiet and secluded. She is always dreaming or thinking. Sometime she makes no sense but....anyway.she loves to fight Occupation: Wandering warrior. Is trying to find and kill her brother Weapons: A singing blade Ravenstar Bio: Originally to be the princess of Raustar. But when her brother got all evilish and killed everyone there was no kingdom left. The jewel of Ryutski turned into her sword and will transform back with her will. Likes: Fighting adventures,thinking and umm stealing. Not to mention gambling.
Dislikes: Orochi. Math. AND....you. Basicl everyone.. Quote "We are here because we are not there and we are not there because we are here. Quote 2: "He will die.." Quote 3 "Death to evil" Other Stuff: hates orochi and loves fighting.
Pic: will find one
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2005 5:20 am
Name: Miss Lilith Abins of the City of Roses Gender: Female Age: 15 Race: Human Height: 5'2 Weight: 100 lbs Hair: A dark brown braid that reaches the middle of her back. Medium length brown bangs frame her face, coming down to her nose. Eyes: Soft blue innocent eyes, that look almost teal. You can almost always see a hint of lonliness in them, unless she's with someone she holds dear. Skin: She is fairly tanned, but still not too much so. Her skin looks fair. Ethnic Group: N/A
Clothing Style: Her clothes can be quite fancy at times, thoguh she knows when those clothes jsut won't due. When she's not wearing fancy clothes, she wears a soft pink top, with a red skirt. She has a pair of glasses perched on her small nose, infront of her eyes.
Personality: She enjoys using big words, and one of her favourite hobbies is studying. She is a fairly good strategist. She is also quite lonely.
Occupation: Scholar
Weapons: Unknown, possibly magic
Bio: Lilith was no small farm girl. Born and raised in a large town-a city almost, she was schooled as other children were. She surpassed the knowledge of all other students in her classes, and was soon bumped up grades upon grades, year by year. By the age of 13 she was finished school, and had become a young scholar, travelling the nations. But though she may try to hide it, she misses her family so much that she can have breakdowns sometimes. Her breakdowns can be caused by missing her family, overwhelming emotion, and/or using her brain too hard. Her breakdowns result in her not being able to think straight ect. She is an expert stratigest, and hates having to be stuck in a group for too long-for reasons she cares not to reveal. A blind rage can creep into her if she is ever stumped or confused by a puzzle of anysort.
Likes: Sweets. And I mean she really likes them.
Dislikes: As is stated in her bio: Being stuck in a group for too long, and/or being stumped by something.
Quote: "I am Miss Lilith Abins of the City of Roses. Might I inquire who you are?" Quote 2: "I have no alliance, nor quarrel with anyone. I do not even prefer to be in a group for long." Quote 3: "Intriging notion, but perhaps there is a way to improve upon this idea..." Other Stuff: She is addicted to sweets.
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2005 8:43 pm
Attention: I would like to remind you all, that there is to be no stealing ideas of characters. Otherwise, I'll be on your tail, and I'll bug the life out of you until you become original.
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2005 10:20 pm
Wren
Name: Wren Yure Gender: Female Age: Nine Race: Human... At least, she was. She's now a ghost, living impared, a being not of this world, a spirit, etc. She died when she's nine, but she was a human then, so I suppose that would be her race. Height: 4'7 Weight: 79 Hair: Pure white, all over. So white, it's almost blinding. It falls in straight strands to her shoulders. She has sharply cut bangs just below her eyebrows, brushing her eyelashes. It's usually worn down, but she will usually decorate it with ornaments, like flowers, barettes, butterflies. It's streaked with blood red, as her attire is always stained with blood. Eyes: Blank, and all white. The pupils are a light gray, like a dull sky. Usually staring ahead without emotion. Skin: Pale, as pale as fresh snow, and the palest you can get. Like a vampire. As if she is caked with flour. Ethnic Group: Unknown. Her features as a human were munipulated.
Clothing Style: Wren usually wears white dresses with lots of lace. Maybe a white kimono or two. She never wears shoes, and always runs around barefoot. Always white clothing. But all of her clothes are stained with large spots of red, which look like blood. She usually has "blood" running down her face, and streaking into her hair. Personality: Blank. no one really knows. She's a ghost. She is known to cry though, even though she barely shows expression. After all, she is just a little girl, so she'd have feelings no matter what.
Occupation: None.... Although Wren haunts people in their dreams. And after she haunts them, they start seeing things, like small birds, like wrens, popping up everywhere, Wren watching as the person goes mad. Wren is a small bird, in which what Wren's name means.
Bio: Wren was born to a poor family up in the mountains, in a little cottage about five miles from civilization. She was forced to work day and night, and cut wood and so forth. Wren had loved rose, especially white ones, and took a liking to sitting in a field of them, that was set not too far from the house. One day, while Wren had been sitting on her knees, listening the birds chirp, staring at the brilliant blue sky dotted with clouds, and hearing the soft russeling noises the fir trees made when brushing together. Not to Wren's knowing, a hunter was walking around the area, satisfied with his catch. A mother deer with her baby had been grazing upon some grass on the outskirts of the field.
When the hunter saw the deer, he aimed and fired his gun, rather greedy and wanting more to bring home as a catch. The deer fled for it in an instant, the bullet barely grazing the baby's fur, and sailing through the air. The bullet hit Wren in the chest, smack dab. Blood had spewed everywhere, as she went onto her reward. But, she wasn't able to go up, or down, not even to limbo, the place that is not on earth, heaven, or hell. Wren was stuck as a ghost, as she was to take upon the hunter revenge. Wren was never able to find the hunter, so she haunted her parent's cabin, which soon became a vacation home. Wren is stuck on this world for basically ever, for the hunter had died, and without him, her business was unfinished, leaving her a spirit.
Likes: Unknown.... Haunting people?
Dislikes: Somebody who won't freak out after she's manipulated thair mind.
Piercings: None Quote: ".... " Quote 2: "... " Quote 3: ".. " Other/Extra Stuff: None
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2005 6:04 pm
Name: Chi Twem Gender: Male Age: Fourteen Race: Human Height: 5'8
Hair: Staggered black hair cut finely and looks of an intelectual image.
Skin:Livingh in the sun-shine state for so long has turned his skin a cawcasion color.
Ethnic Group: Irish/Scottish, European.
Clothing Style: Wears anything that's comfortable. . Personality: Is a secretive person with a mysterious attitude to match.(Quiet type, except when hyper.)
Occupation: Jazz player in clubs and other orchestrays.
Bio:He is a quiet person who was able to slowly proceed with life and having had almost no friends he was glad to see some people arn't as mean as he thought.
Likes: Music.
Dislikes: Brutes.
Piercings: None. Quote: "Life is like a box of choclates. you never know what ya' gonna' get." Quote 2: "I'm not racist I hate everyone equally." Quote 3: "The only thing you learn by opening your mouth is how little you really know." Other/Extra Stuff: Likes striped socks.
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[Ballad of Broken Dreams]
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2005 8:29 am
Name: Jessie McKay Age: 16 Race: Human {Thought I could have a modern human <.<;;} Eye Color: Hazel green. Hair Color: Black. Height: 5'6 Skin: Personality: An atheist who couldn't careless about what people believe in, she isn't the most talkitive person, but she will talk when prompted by an interesting subject, that can be the most random subject in the world. She gets hyper off small things, and will talk about random subjects that have nothing to do about anything, and she'll be sure her opinion gets across. She really doesn't care about other people, and never tries to fit in, She is who she is, and won't change for anybody. She is stubborn, creative, and a prankster. Clothing Style: Occupation: Piercings: Background/History: With her parents always working, and being an only child, Jessie is very independant. Her mother died while she was young, and her dad would spend day, even weeks at his work office, just to get away from Jessie. He had told her countless times how much she had looked like her mother, and how much he hated her. He would hit her, slapping her with the flat of his palm, leaving no mark, just stinging tears of hate in her eyes. Growing to resent her father, she would spend as much time away as she could. She lived with her best friend Billy. They were like brother and sister, but no farther relasionship had ever happened, nor was one going to. At school she would spend her time reading, or drawing in a scetch book. Her life had revolved around books, so she always had one with her. Anything Else: Durning her free time, Jessie would read, draw, write and play music on her guitar. She and Billy were in a band, and she was the bassist and back up singer. Likes: Dislikes:
{Under Construction}
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2005 4:30 pm
Name: Shade
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Race: Werewolf
Height: 5'9
Weight: 190
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Skin: White
Ethnic Group: Unknown (at the moment)
Clothing Style: Anything he likes
Apperance: Human Werewolf
Personality: Having two sides, here regularly keeps to himself unless spoken to. Although at some times he likes to involve himself in things he's not supposed to be part of or be doing. In his werewolf form however, he is selfless, conceited, and cold hearted with alot of jealousy added.
Occupation: None
Bio: Shade grew up in a very small town with his older sister, having but the smallest house in the area. Although they looked poor, they recieved money every year, only $5000 to be exact, from their father who lived across the world, unable to see them for government reasons. Something else he gave Shade was a sword, a very powerfull one at that, with centuries of years behind it of battling and life saving. Shade fought a straw dummy everyday, hoping to one day be a strong fighter and get a job to make his own money.
Five years later, he and his sister got an unexpected visit from their father, who gave them a newer, more better life than before. To make up for him absence, he never went to work, just to be with them.
Shade grew up a happy kid, reaching his 17th year with the greatest success. But with having another side, that being a werewolf, he didn't life the utmost greatest life... Many times did he turn, rampaging and terrorizing the town, even killing some. Now, he can control his anger somewhat and resist from murdering.
Likes: Writing, drawing, annoying others
Dislikes: Wannabes
Piercings: None
Weapon(s): Sword
Quote: "You can't keep blaming yourself. Just blame yourself once, and move on."
Quote 2: "Action is eloquence."
Quote 3: "Who the hell are you?"
Other/Extra Stuff: None
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:50 am
AshName: Ashlynn Nyght
Nickname: Ash
Gender: Female
Age: 2700 In Vampiric Years, but her age in human years is 15.
Race: Half Vampire, Half Human Witch
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 108 lbs.
Hair: Her hair is long and thin, in the darkness it's a dark shade of ebony. In sunlight, though, its a blue-violet color. In length, it goes down to her hips, but its almost always found in a ponytail. It has a shiny, silky look to it as well.
Eyes: Her eyes are a rare, but beautiful, aquamarine color. They always show an expression of sadness, and the want deep inside of her. They are almond shaped, and are found to be breath taking.
Skin: Her skin is on the edge of being slightly tan, and fare. Her white skin is very soft in all places, and shows a rare beauty.
Ethnic Group: American
Clothing Style: Her clothing style depends on her mood. If she feels that she is relaxed, she wears torn blue jeans and a black tank top. If she feels as if she is in a battle, she is always in her black kimono. Her battle kimono is black, with a red obe, along with pink sakura leaves scattered on her sleeves and stomach area.
Personality: Ash is extremely quiet when around people she doesnt know, but once she gets to know them, she opens up very easily. Otherwise, she is very mysterious, and is distant to most people. One thing she loves in the start of a conversation, is to be approached.
She is teasing in battle, always making jokes to make it more entertaining, when really she is trying to destract her opponent. Her battles include a mix of sword fighting and magic; preferably ice and fire.
In her love life, she is a very trusting and caring lover. Her mysterious appearance, and her outgoing attitude toward the opposite sex (once she gets to know them) is found apealing.
Occupation: She works as an author, along with a part-time DJ at her local club, "Midnight".
Bio: Her past was very dark. As a child, before inheriting the Vampire's Kiss, she was treated very harshly. Her parents were divorced and she was forced to live with her mother, from which she despised. Her sister always beat her and play jokes at her, while her mother was always gone. She was very intelligant, and let her anger get out in art -mostly. After getting the Vampire's Kiss, she found that she was not full vampire, but half. She worked for a High Vampire named Niklas, and sooner or later she fell in love with him. He was very evil, though, always making her kill innocents. Though it hurt her, she found out that it was he that caused her to be in so much pain; he killed her family after becoming a Half Vampire. Niklas still hunts after her now, and plans to kill her.
She got her heart broken, and soon enough pain turned into hate. He had never loved her, but was using her to merely kill who he wanted dead. She lost her tolarence for people because of it, and now seeks revenge from him; murder.
Weapons: Katana, 4 Poison Blade Daggers, and Magic
Magic: Fire, Ice, Thunder, Healing
Likes: Writing, Rock Music, Romance, Meditating, Flirting
Dislikes: Country Music, Loosing a battle, Fighting, Egotistic Vampires
Piercings: She has her ear pierced on the top of her right ear, showing a silver loop.
Quote 1: "What doesnt kill you, makes you stronger."
Quote 2: "Giving a writer suggestions is like giving Michael Myers a Hug. You WILL die."
Quote 3: "A world without love, is a world without pain. And a world without pain, is a world without life."
Other/Extra Stuff: Picture what I BASED her Off of:
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 9:28 am
Niklas
Name: Niklas Shadow
Nickname: Niklas
Gender: Male
Age: 3800 (Vampiric Years) Age in Human years is 18
Race: Vampire
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 115 lbs.
Hair: Dark Red; A crimson. His bands are long and pointy, going over his eyes. It's very thick, and makes him seem more appealing.
Eyes: Black, but always showing kindness.
Skin: Very Pale, a paper white.
Ethnic Group: Unknown
Clothing Style: Dark colors. Black, Maroon, Navy, Emerald.
Personality: He's very outgoing and egotistic; but actually fun to be around. He can be a jerk, and can be quite demanding to the people that work for him, but none-the-less, he is a great guy -so it seems. He is very mysterious and is a little perverted (Most guys are -.-''), and aggressive when it comes to being in a romantic relationship. Spite his past being a killer, now he is only rude to Ash; who caused his clan much pain.
Occupation: High Vampire. The leader of the Midnight Vampire Clan.
Bio: He works as the leader of the Midnight Vampire Clan; and this High Vampire has no limits. He orders to kill the people he wants dead; sometimes he even kills for amusement. He feeds on humans that tick him off, and he can rarily give a Vampire's Kiss. He found Ash and noticed that she liked him, so he hired her to do most of the killing. She was in love with Niklas, and he played along. After he got what he wanted, he betrayed her. Killed her parents, and tried to kill her.
Weapons: Canines, Sword, Magic
Magic: Gravity, Fire, Ice, Thunder
Likes: Aggressive Women, Fighting, Magic
Dislikes: Humans, Being Lied to, Being cheated
Piercings: He has his eyebrow pierced, along with his left ear.
Quote 1: "One that lies, will kill."
Quote 2: "High Vampires happen to be farely good kissers, you know."
Quote 3: "Kick a**!"
Other/Extra Stuff: None
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 4:29 pm
[More Detailed Info on Ashlynn and Niklas is coming later! ><" I hate being a perfectionist...]
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