Post by yolanda7g on Dec 25, 2010 10:44:30 GMT -5
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ALL ABOUT THEM!
character age: 175
face claim: Ian Somerhalder
notable weaknesses:
notable strengths/abilities: (please note erimos will put a natural damper on extreme supernatural abilities, so please detail them from that perspective - * not sure if this applies to canon stuff, but what I'm about to list is all canon. However this "city" can have effects on vampires or something
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general personality: (hope you dont mind this being in first person, important personality points are in bold) "Alright, here's the deal. You want to be like me. Admit it. You do. I'm fun to be around, I know how to have good time, I get all the girls, I get what I want, and I'm irresistable. So how do you be like Damon Salvatore? It's a really complicated process involving this whole thing where you drink a vampire's blood, then die, and then drink the blood of a human...it's this whole deal. But besides that, the first thing is you have to be a charmer. Seduction is an art, or so they say, and since a lot of people lately are catching on to the vervain craze...you got to be creative. You need to know how to manipulate the old fashioned way, that means with AND without compulsion. I know, I know, it's a pain. You have to be all glib and easy-going one minute, but don't worry. Once you get what you want you can just kill them the next minute. Or have a nice snack, whatever floats your boat. People tend to say I have sociopathic tendencies but you know what? That's completely unfair. I'm a vampire, I have the right to a little sociopathic fun in my very long life, right? It's way better than being sulky and broody like a certain brother I know.
Anyway, on that note, the next thing is that you need to have fun. I always say, just because your life sucked doesn't mean your after life has to. Besides, you're an eternal stud! What's not to celebrate? Seriously. No need to feel guilt, no need to feel remorse. It's in your nature not to. It's what's normal. So if you're thinking about inviting a few sorority girls over and having a little party and a bite or two...or three, don't worry. It is okay. No need to freak out about it. Just as long as you cover your tracks.
By the way, did I mention that I wasn't born yesterday? A hundred and seventy years is a very long time, so I've seen a lot of things and I know a lot of things. For instance, did you know that if you don't snap a person's neck right, they won't automatically die? It's happened to me in my younger vampire days and...talk about awkward.
Basically, in order to be me, you have to know your stuff. You have to know how to get what you want, when you want, by any means. It's just the way things work. I want something. Jane Doe is in my way. Jane Doe throat is ripped out. See? Totally easy.
And sometimes you can't let people see your full deck. Listen, I'm prone to diabolical plans when I want something. Now what royally messes up any diabolical plan? Someone with a big mouth, that's what. So you have to keep things close to your chest for as long as possible. But you know what? That's really the fun of it. The mysterious taunting and teasing always gets Stefan so riled up. I wonder why. Oh, and that's another thing - people are to be played with. Try it sometime. I'm sure you'll find it...exhilarating.
At any rate, that probably covers it. Just do away with all of the sappy humanity stuff, it really makes you whipped and ...just not as cool as me. Besides, I tried that whole humanity thing for a while and its...well...it's stupid. You trust people, they stab you in the back, you love someone, they don't love you back...trust me. It's better not to deal with any of it. You'll have more fun. I mean, I've had some lapses in judgment but...
You know what? Just know I'm right about this one. No need to be like Stefan. He writes in his diary like some emo school girl and drinks the blood of woodland creatures in the forest. He's like some corrupted Disney character. It really doesn't do much for him. I should know, I've had the privilege of taunting him for the last 145 years. I think some of the pixie dust has rubbed off on me, and let me tell you, its really, really annoying."
anything else important about your character: He's a sucker for leather jackets and bourbon. He's arrogant and sarcastic.
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your name ooc: Yols
your age: 23
experience: 3 years
what do you hear?: Nothing but the rain
ALL ABOUT THEM!
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character name: Damon Salvatore
canon: Vampire Diaries
canon point: Season 2, after Damon told Elena he loved her.
important history: (SPOILER ALERTS!)
character age: 175
face claim: Ian Somerhalder
notable weaknesses:
notable strengths/abilities: (please note erimos will put a natural damper on extreme supernatural abilities, so please detail them from that perspective - * not sure if this applies to canon stuff, but what I'm about to list is all canon. However this "city" can have effects on vampires or something
*)general personality: (hope you dont mind this being in first person, important personality points are in bold) "Alright, here's the deal. You want to be like me. Admit it. You do. I'm fun to be around, I know how to have good time, I get all the girls, I get what I want, and I'm irresistable. So how do you be like Damon Salvatore? It's a really complicated process involving this whole thing where you drink a vampire's blood, then die, and then drink the blood of a human...it's this whole deal. But besides that, the first thing is you have to be a charmer. Seduction is an art, or so they say, and since a lot of people lately are catching on to the vervain craze...you got to be creative. You need to know how to manipulate the old fashioned way, that means with AND without compulsion. I know, I know, it's a pain. You have to be all glib and easy-going one minute, but don't worry. Once you get what you want you can just kill them the next minute. Or have a nice snack, whatever floats your boat. People tend to say I have sociopathic tendencies but you know what? That's completely unfair. I'm a vampire, I have the right to a little sociopathic fun in my very long life, right? It's way better than being sulky and broody like a certain brother I know.
Anyway, on that note, the next thing is that you need to have fun. I always say, just because your life sucked doesn't mean your after life has to. Besides, you're an eternal stud! What's not to celebrate? Seriously. No need to feel guilt, no need to feel remorse. It's in your nature not to. It's what's normal. So if you're thinking about inviting a few sorority girls over and having a little party and a bite or two...or three, don't worry. It is okay. No need to freak out about it. Just as long as you cover your tracks.
By the way, did I mention that I wasn't born yesterday? A hundred and seventy years is a very long time, so I've seen a lot of things and I know a lot of things. For instance, did you know that if you don't snap a person's neck right, they won't automatically die? It's happened to me in my younger vampire days and...talk about awkward.
Basically, in order to be me, you have to know your stuff. You have to know how to get what you want, when you want, by any means. It's just the way things work. I want something. Jane Doe is in my way. Jane Doe throat is ripped out. See? Totally easy.
And sometimes you can't let people see your full deck. Listen, I'm prone to diabolical plans when I want something. Now what royally messes up any diabolical plan? Someone with a big mouth, that's what. So you have to keep things close to your chest for as long as possible. But you know what? That's really the fun of it. The mysterious taunting and teasing always gets Stefan so riled up. I wonder why. Oh, and that's another thing - people are to be played with. Try it sometime. I'm sure you'll find it...exhilarating.
At any rate, that probably covers it. Just do away with all of the sappy humanity stuff, it really makes you whipped and ...just not as cool as me. Besides, I tried that whole humanity thing for a while and its...well...it's stupid. You trust people, they stab you in the back, you love someone, they don't love you back...trust me. It's better not to deal with any of it. You'll have more fun. I mean, I've had some lapses in judgment but...
You know what? Just know I'm right about this one. No need to be like Stefan. He writes in his diary like some emo school girl and drinks the blood of woodland creatures in the forest. He's like some corrupted Disney character. It really doesn't do much for him. I should know, I've had the privilege of taunting him for the last 145 years. I think some of the pixie dust has rubbed off on me, and let me tell you, its really, really annoying."
anything else important about your character: He's a sucker for leather jackets and bourbon. He's arrogant and sarcastic.
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sample rp post AS YOUR CHARACTER:
He had the Salvatore house all to himself.
And of course, Stefan wouldn't mind if he had a few friends over, that is, pretending for a moment that he cared about what Stefan thought. Besides, if he didn't care sober, he really didn't care now. Slightly drunk off of a fresh feed and lots of alcohol, Damon was sprawled out on the couch, his black shirt completely unbuttoned. A blonde college girl laid on top of him, her hand stroking his pale chest as Damon stroked the top of her head, his fingers intertwining in her hair lazily.
"So what are we gonna do now?" the girl purred. Damon didn't even know this girl's name and already she was attached to him. Wow, he was better than he thought. Gotta love it.
"Mmm," he said with smirk, brushing her hair gently behind her ears affectionately, and, with a sweet voice that completely contradicted the dangerous words coming from his mouth, he said, "I was thinking maybe having a few more drinks before I kill you."
The girl's eyes widened and she looked up at Damon, her chin on his chest. "You are so not gonna kill me!" She acted as if she was more offended, than scared. Then again, Damon compelled her not to be scared and...agreeable...so it worked out.
Damon widened his eyes too, his smirk turning into a grin, as if to say 'well, duh.' "I so am!"
"Nuh-uuuh." She said, her voice whiny.
"Uh -huuh." Damon retorted in a taunting voice, as if he was simply teasing her with terms of endearment instead of threatening to kill her.
"You can't kill me," She sat up completely, looking down at him. "You know why?"
"Enlighten me." He was smug. This should be good.
"You're having too much fun with me."
"Touché." Damon said. He couldn't argue with that. But unfortunately for her, his actions didn't really need to be supported by an argument but hey...A for effort. He waved her away. "Up, up," Obediently, she got up so Damon could stand. Lazily, he grabbed the neck of the bottle that was sitting on the floor before forcing himself off the couch. He took a good swallow of it and as he did, the girl grabbed his other hand and pulled him forward.
"Come on. Want another bite?" she teased playfully. "What's wrong? Don't I taste good?"
Damon followed her around behind the couch as she playfully pulled him forward. He put the bottle on the table, took her other hand and allowed her to pull him with both hands.
"You really have nothing to worry about. You're delicious. I'd say...gourmet." Damon said. "Don't tempt me, I might overindulge."
She giggled and let go of him and backed away. "You're so much fun." She flung her hair back exposing the puncture wounds Damon gave her earlier. With a finger, she motioned for him to come towards her. "Come here, Mr. Light Eyes. Have another taste."
This girl was just too much. "I like that about you. So eager to spoil me. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside." Damon said before using his super speed to appear behind the girl. When he grabbed her waist, she giggled, enjoying his little trick. Damon kissed above the wound, nipping the skin with his teeth.
"Good. As long as I'm not some rebound. I'm tired of being number two." She reached up behind her, touching Damon's head as he teased her neck.
"Mm hmm." He mumbled, still kissing her. "You and I have so much in common."
"You too? God, it's so annoying. Why can't I be the one person, the only person that a guy wants you know? Its so unfair."
"Mm hm." he said again. He backed away from her neck, still holding her waist. "You know, I'm glad we have this understanding."
"Really?" She smiled.
"Sure."
"Are you still gonna kill me?"
"Mm hm." He said sweetly, and before she could respond, he snapped her neck. The body fell heavily at his feet. Now, normally he wouldn't have done that - not for any real reason other than trying to keep a low profile. But he knew how to cover his tracks and really he was just bored and drunk. What's another body when Katherine was out, surely, having her way with whoever she wanted?
