Post by Fang Crusive on Jul 11, 2008 19:08:44 GMT -5
GENERAL
Birth Name:
Fang Crusive
Race:
Human
Age:
17
Gender:
male
Occupation:
none
Birthplace:
london
Current Location:
london
Family Relations:
parents= dead
Sci= missing
Weapon:
Katana given to him by his father
Bow
Other Items Owned:
Neckless of crystal blessed with protection charm-given to him y wicken mother
BACKGROUND
Personality:
hot tempered, kind, careing
Detailed History:
Fang was born in a small town in londen
his parents were poor so he lived in a wooden cottage at the edge of town. Growing up hi parent were good people but his father wou;d sometimes come home drunk and beat his mother, in an effort to stop him he would often get beaten or cut which is why his hands are badley scared. His father eventully died leving him his mother and his brother Sci all alone. Soon his mother got into wicca. then one day his older brother Sci walked into the woods one night and was never seen agin, this sent his mother into great grief. She became very ill and after pouring all her wicen power into a small ston which she gave to him to wear around his neck she died as well leving her 14 yr old son all alone. For three years now he has lived alone in hat same cottage bearly getting by, bearly eating, but surviving. He trained his body with ninjitsu and then lerned how to use his fathers katana which was passed through his family. Then one night he saw a wearwolf attacking his only friend a girl named Angel. He was in love with her and in attempt to save her was badley hurt. But with luck not infected. She nursed him ack to health and now he serches for his any sign of his brother in the woods he so despritly fears.
Fears:
being in the dark all alone
loseing the one he loves
Strengths:
great with a sword
expert in ninjitsu
Weaknesses:
trusts to easily
Likes:
light, myths, vmapires, books, a challenge
Dislikes:
being in the dark alone
APPEARANCE
Facial Appearance:
pale face, always looks sad, inocent blue eyes, brown hair
Clothing:
blue shirt, light black pants, tennashoes
Build:
slghtly mucsled, tall, skinney,
Marks/Scars:
his arms are scared from his father beatings
Role play Sample:
this is somthing i did for the old wotar
he looked at Angel and saw the tears in her eyes. She knew What had become of him and it burned deep in his sole to know it terrified her. he moved softly toward her begging her to calm Down saying he loved her. But she would hear none of it, he was a monster to her now. he moved sligthly closer then her eyes softened. he thought maybe she had forgiven him. he moved in to kiss her and as he did she whispered something then without warning she plunged the stake she was holding through him. he fell to the ground, he was dying. But....But i loved you he whimpered. Good bye Fang she said ruining away from him leaving him to die alone.
Fang looked up weakly through the mourning sun light. Lucky he was only half vampire or the sun would have killed him. Then he remembered what had happened that night. But how was he alive. He looked down at the stake which it seemed he had pulled out of his chest. It must have just missed his heart. He would have to be careful next time he had felt himself slipping away and didn't want to feel it again. I guess she will never love me again, he sighed to himself. but then a thought came into his mind. He now knew what lie in the darkness of the night. She was a very beautiful women what if others tried to attack her. No he wouldn't let that happen. I will make it my silent vigel to keep her safe. whether from fellow vampires or lycans he would keep her safe till his dying breath then maybe they could be together again. Whether in life or in paradise they would be together.
Birth Name:
Fang Crusive
Race:
Human
Age:
17
Gender:
male
Occupation:
none
Birthplace:
london
Current Location:
london
Family Relations:
parents= dead
Sci= missing
Weapon:
Katana given to him by his father
Bow
Other Items Owned:
Neckless of crystal blessed with protection charm-given to him y wicken mother
BACKGROUND
Personality:
hot tempered, kind, careing
Detailed History:
Fang was born in a small town in londen
his parents were poor so he lived in a wooden cottage at the edge of town. Growing up hi parent were good people but his father wou;d sometimes come home drunk and beat his mother, in an effort to stop him he would often get beaten or cut which is why his hands are badley scared. His father eventully died leving him his mother and his brother Sci all alone. Soon his mother got into wicca. then one day his older brother Sci walked into the woods one night and was never seen agin, this sent his mother into great grief. She became very ill and after pouring all her wicen power into a small ston which she gave to him to wear around his neck she died as well leving her 14 yr old son all alone. For three years now he has lived alone in hat same cottage bearly getting by, bearly eating, but surviving. He trained his body with ninjitsu and then lerned how to use his fathers katana which was passed through his family. Then one night he saw a wearwolf attacking his only friend a girl named Angel. He was in love with her and in attempt to save her was badley hurt. But with luck not infected. She nursed him ack to health and now he serches for his any sign of his brother in the woods he so despritly fears.
Fears:
being in the dark all alone
loseing the one he loves
Strengths:
great with a sword
expert in ninjitsu
Weaknesses:
trusts to easily
Likes:
light, myths, vmapires, books, a challenge
Dislikes:
being in the dark alone
APPEARANCE
Facial Appearance:
pale face, always looks sad, inocent blue eyes, brown hair
Clothing:
blue shirt, light black pants, tennashoes
Build:
slghtly mucsled, tall, skinney,
Marks/Scars:
his arms are scared from his father beatings
Role play Sample:
this is somthing i did for the old wotar
he looked at Angel and saw the tears in her eyes. She knew What had become of him and it burned deep in his sole to know it terrified her. he moved softly toward her begging her to calm Down saying he loved her. But she would hear none of it, he was a monster to her now. he moved sligthly closer then her eyes softened. he thought maybe she had forgiven him. he moved in to kiss her and as he did she whispered something then without warning she plunged the stake she was holding through him. he fell to the ground, he was dying. But....But i loved you he whimpered. Good bye Fang she said ruining away from him leaving him to die alone.
Fang looked up weakly through the mourning sun light. Lucky he was only half vampire or the sun would have killed him. Then he remembered what had happened that night. But how was he alive. He looked down at the stake which it seemed he had pulled out of his chest. It must have just missed his heart. He would have to be careful next time he had felt himself slipping away and didn't want to feel it again. I guess she will never love me again, he sighed to himself. but then a thought came into his mind. He now knew what lie in the darkness of the night. She was a very beautiful women what if others tried to attack her. No he wouldn't let that happen. I will make it my silent vigel to keep her safe. whether from fellow vampires or lycans he would keep her safe till his dying breath then maybe they could be together again. Whether in life or in paradise they would be together.