Post by Chorni Lukyanenko on Oct 27, 2007 16:37:57 GMT -5
;; beneath it all.
[/b][/color][/font]name: Amb.
age: 18
contact info: see my prof
other characters:
roleplaying experience: 4+ years
how you found us: Fly, I'm co-admin[/align]
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;; and the curtain comes up.
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;; the basics[/font]
nicknames: Chorni, Costya
assumed age: 17
;; real age: 400-ish
birthday: June 18th
sexuality: Hetero
blood: Blue Blood
place of birth: Murmansk, Russia
current residence: New York
occupation: Photographer
other: He's attained his old accent in the past few years, and remembered his Russian, so his english isn't as good as before. He remembers his military background, and is therefore extremely organized and cold to strangers.[/center]
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normal eye color: Blue
height: 5'11"
body type: Wiry, and not flabby but not too toned. Mostly muscle mass. His skin is so white it's almost blue, but that's also due to his blood.
distinguishing marks: Claw marks on his shoulders and neck.
overall appearance:
He mostly wears black, he sticks to plain shirts and jeans usually. In the winter he is never without a scarf and black leather gloves. During the summer he'll normally wear longer shorts-almost high waters they go so low-and a button-up shirt that's usually unbuttoned halfway to see his chest. His hair is occasionally pulled into a small ponytail when he's doing his photography or working out.
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;; personality
[/font]dislikes: Cats, summer, airplanes, tall buildings.
strengths: Strenuous work, judging people, charming others, being tough.
weaknesses: His familiars, big guns, really cold water.
hobbies/interests: Hunting, taking walks, talking, taking pictures, boating.
habits: Military habits, OCD.
overall personality:
[You might want to check out his history for this to make more sense.]
He's a warm and loving person if you get to know him better. At first, Chorni is cold and detatched when he meets another person-unless it's a blue-blood that is-and will take awhile before actually holding a conversation.
He is very commanding, a born leader with a military background, and sometimes bothers other with his ability to control situations. If he doesn't have control of something, he'll completely freak out and stomp off to be alone until he can figure it out.[/right]
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;; history
[/font]siblings: None.
other family: The other Blue-Bloods.
maker: Unkown.
blood family: [tba]
extra/subtracted vampire power: [tba] [/center]
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sample RP:
Not like I need to, but I will.
"...With your wishful thinking
hopeful embraces
don't you understand?
I have to go through this
I belong to here where
no-one cares and no-one loves
no light no air to live in
a place called hate
the city of fear
I play dead
it stops the hurting
I play dead
and hurting stops
it's sometimes just like sleeping
curling up inside my private tortures
I nestle into pain
hug suffering
caress every ache
I play dead
it stops the hurting"
At the time the song suited her, she was avoiding her family, friends, and weres of all people. While they were alike, she was different-more animal than the rest. It was a sunny day, nice for once. She had on a black tank that was almost like a skirt, skinny jeans and some running shoes. She felt like looking pretty, and bothered to curl her hair, but by now it was up in a ponytail because she jogged the 15 minutes to get here.
As her foot tapped, Ella braided small white flowers into bracelets, necklaces, and a hoard of other things. Flowers were tucked into her hair and clothes also. It was a flower day although her mood was rather numb and helpless.
Her brain sorted through recent events, people, school. She dreaded life occasionally but it hit a peak a couple days ago. She freaked out last night, crying helplessly and shivering despite the heat. Hopefully, the sun would shine some happiness on her heart today.
