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OOC:I don't think you've been accepted yet , Manaphy-chan? You can't post until you have.
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The Chaos Gate (PG-15)
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Reporting for duty!
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Name: Visnen Blackheart
Age: 21
Sex: Male
Race: Vampire
Sub-race: Humanus
Main Occupation: Knight
Skill slots: ( You get six)
1. Illusion (Aka Magic tricks)
2. Acrobatics (sounds sorta strange but my RP fights are awesome with it)
3.
4.
5.
6.
Height: 6'4
Weight: 150 lbs
Appearance: Visnen's hair is brown, and spikes up near the back on both sides. (not the back of the hair itself... just the sides) Visnen's rather muscular build gives him his handsome face, but his cold red eyes seem to burn through your skull if you meet his stare. His pale skin counter-acting his dark clothes.
His loose fitting black shirt that is open down to his abs exposing most of his chest, which in fact reveals a large scar. His black pants fit loose, yet capture his figure. Held up by a nice black leather belt, that holds his rapier. The hilt of the sword almost capturing all the attention, due to the fact its purely made of gold. Anyways... off the subject of the rapier. His pants lead down, and tuck into his buccaneer boots. The black buccaneer style boots lead up, and the rim on the top twists around to make an umbrella sorta shape all around. (The rim just happens to be white)
Personality: Some people say hes insane, but rather charming. He is totally homicidal, and will kill you if you say one thing wrong to him. Visnen takes great insult in being called a Humanus, and is proud he is a vampire. (so... he vants to suck your blood! Vlah!) Visnen trusts no one... not even the women he loves. He will speak his mind, and when he does he won't give up until someone agrees with him. Not afraid of death, but if hes going to die he'll be sure someone else dies with him.
Nickname: Vissy, but if you call him by that you aren't gonna be around long.
Side: Evil... really evil.
History: He was born out at sea, his father and mother died soon after Visnen's tenth birthday due to massive blood loss...caused by Visnen. Visnen was seven when the ship stopped in Bugle. A vampire snuck into his room, and was able to bite him. Luckily, someone noticed a vampire in Visnen's room, and slew the vampire. Ever since his parents died... his history is unknown.
Birthday: December, 18th
Place of Birth: Ruba
Strength: Moderate
Intelligence: Above average
Courage: Moderate
Charisma: Moderate
Speed: Above Average
Weapon: A golden rapier that seems it has never even tasted battle, he has named it Arokha.
Sub-Weapon: A dagger in his boot... he really likes the dagger.
Goals: To make everyone as miserable as he is.
Fears: People with the will to fight until the death. Silver... olives... and the undead. They don't got blood... T_T
Vehicle: Visnen Blackheart needs none, for he can turn into a bat.
Element: Shadow
((If you need a visual. Look up Another Night in Silvermoon on YouTube.))
Age: 21
Sex: Male
Race: Vampire
Sub-race: Humanus
Main Occupation: Knight
Skill slots: ( You get six)
1. Illusion (Aka Magic tricks)
2. Acrobatics (sounds sorta strange but my RP fights are awesome with it)
3.
4.
5.
6.
Height: 6'4
Weight: 150 lbs
Appearance: Visnen's hair is brown, and spikes up near the back on both sides. (not the back of the hair itself... just the sides) Visnen's rather muscular build gives him his handsome face, but his cold red eyes seem to burn through your skull if you meet his stare. His pale skin counter-acting his dark clothes.
His loose fitting black shirt that is open down to his abs exposing most of his chest, which in fact reveals a large scar. His black pants fit loose, yet capture his figure. Held up by a nice black leather belt, that holds his rapier. The hilt of the sword almost capturing all the attention, due to the fact its purely made of gold. Anyways... off the subject of the rapier. His pants lead down, and tuck into his buccaneer boots. The black buccaneer style boots lead up, and the rim on the top twists around to make an umbrella sorta shape all around. (The rim just happens to be white)
Personality: Some people say hes insane, but rather charming. He is totally homicidal, and will kill you if you say one thing wrong to him. Visnen takes great insult in being called a Humanus, and is proud he is a vampire. (so... he vants to suck your blood! Vlah!) Visnen trusts no one... not even the women he loves. He will speak his mind, and when he does he won't give up until someone agrees with him. Not afraid of death, but if hes going to die he'll be sure someone else dies with him.
Nickname: Vissy, but if you call him by that you aren't gonna be around long.
Side: Evil... really evil.
History: He was born out at sea, his father and mother died soon after Visnen's tenth birthday due to massive blood loss...caused by Visnen. Visnen was seven when the ship stopped in Bugle. A vampire snuck into his room, and was able to bite him. Luckily, someone noticed a vampire in Visnen's room, and slew the vampire. Ever since his parents died... his history is unknown.
Birthday: December, 18th
Place of Birth: Ruba
Strength: Moderate
Intelligence: Above average
Courage: Moderate
Charisma: Moderate
Speed: Above Average
Weapon: A golden rapier that seems it has never even tasted battle, he has named it Arokha.
Sub-Weapon: A dagger in his boot... he really likes the dagger.
Goals: To make everyone as miserable as he is.
Fears: People with the will to fight until the death. Silver... olives... and the undead. They don't got blood... T_T
Vehicle: Visnen Blackheart needs none, for he can turn into a bat.
Element: Shadow
((If you need a visual. Look up Another Night in Silvermoon on YouTube.))
typeZERO
Great Ninja, Uria!
- 400
- Posts
- 17
- Years
- It's none of your business :P
- Seen Dec 13, 2008
OOC: Oh okay. Sorry then Manaphy
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Man of Infinite Jest
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- From whose bourn No traveller returns,
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OOC: okay lets keep going. I am seeing nothing but OOC
IC:
The drifter kept walking. It was something he was used to. The Claymore at his waist was yearning to be thrust into someone. But he knew better. He had started a guard war once before and barely lived to tell the tale.
But all the drifter wanted was rest. He knew nothing of the town but it had to have some sort of inn or something. Finally after a quick sweep he walked down to the pub. The local drunks were stumbling out slurring towards him. The drifter quickly pushed past them and walked in
The pub was remarkably empty since it was still early. He looked at the clock that hung on the wall. The 2 hands stood straight up meaning midnight. The night is still early. The drifter walked over to the counter. The bartender was there washing glasses. "Barkeep." he said in a gruff tone. The drifter was used to making threats and not asking requests. He took 2 small coins and placed them on the counter. His gauntlet was care full not to show any of the blueish gray skin he now had. Almost at once he was offered a drink
It was like honey going down yet he didn't order anything else. Knowing he was a vampire he couldn't get any bit drunk due to his sustenance only to blood. The drink was only to sustain him for a few more hours until he would have to hunt once more.
IC:
The drifter kept walking. It was something he was used to. The Claymore at his waist was yearning to be thrust into someone. But he knew better. He had started a guard war once before and barely lived to tell the tale.
But all the drifter wanted was rest. He knew nothing of the town but it had to have some sort of inn or something. Finally after a quick sweep he walked down to the pub. The local drunks were stumbling out slurring towards him. The drifter quickly pushed past them and walked in
The pub was remarkably empty since it was still early. He looked at the clock that hung on the wall. The 2 hands stood straight up meaning midnight. The night is still early. The drifter walked over to the counter. The bartender was there washing glasses. "Barkeep." he said in a gruff tone. The drifter was used to making threats and not asking requests. He took 2 small coins and placed them on the counter. His gauntlet was care full not to show any of the blueish gray skin he now had. Almost at once he was offered a drink
It was like honey going down yet he didn't order anything else. Knowing he was a vampire he couldn't get any bit drunk due to his sustenance only to blood. The drink was only to sustain him for a few more hours until he would have to hunt once more.
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