New Blood (OOC) [rated M]

[Mysteria]

Katosu:

Username: Katosu

Name: Hazen

Age: 18

Role: Human

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

Physical Description:
Height: 5'10''
Weight: Around 190
Build: Medium, lean muscle
Hair Color: Light brown
Eye Color: Dark Blue
Skin tone: dark tan
His face is surprisingly blemish-free and is still a little kiddish for his age. He carries himself surprisingly well, but is known to bend a bit at the waist when going into a run or a lunge.

History:
Originally, his family was very “Typical” and “Normal.” His father was a doctor and his mother was the typical stay-at-home mom, his family was one that was blessed with peace and happiness, living silently on the outskirts of the city.

His older sister, age 18 at the time that he was age 8, already had men courting her. She was said to be an incomparable beauty. Thanks to this, his family was caught up at the time in figuring out exactly who she should marry. Even their own greed would get the best of them – after all, how could you resist some of these men who brought such promises of fortune to the foot of the family?

But while the parents where distracted by those who brought the promises of light, they could not see the one in the shadows who sought to drag his sister into the abyss.

One night, as the moon bathed the land in a white glow, while they all slept peacefully in their beds, the shadow finally made his move. The shadow went straight for his Sister's room with only one thing on his mind: To make the woman his.

However, that night might not have been the best of nights. Hazen strolled the hallways with a glass of cold water in his hand, rubbing his eyes. He had woken up from a bad dream, and was still working on calming himself as he walked back to the room. He saw his Sister's door hanging open, and peered inside with curiosity.

Inside, he saw the Vampire lifting his sister up. Taking her out of the bed slowly. He bared his fangs towards her neck, salivating at the prospect of her fresh, innocent blood. The glass seemed to slip from his hand and shattered upon the floor.

The vampire froze up, turning slowly to look at him. The one thing that he saw in that face – the one thing he could not possible forget... Two crimson eyes, darker than blood, glaring at him, seeming to pierce through the darkness to find its target.

Hazen stumbled backwards. Two figures – his parents – stood at both his sides. He smiled up at them – surely they could do something. His father looked to the vampire, and then down to the son. The father gave a grim nod, and Hazen was knocked unconscious.

He woke up the next day with a hazy head. Not realizing what had happened, he quickly got to his feet and went back to the house. Afraid of what awaited him within, he entered the house. What he found would be permanently impressed upon his brain. The hallway was stained with blood, with two bodies laid out, completely lifeless. Terror overtook his eyes as he looked over to their faces – they where scratched out, drenched in blood, completely recognizable. Their clothes where battered and torn with massive cut marks throughout. One body was missing several limbs, while the other – seeming intact – was just beheaded.

He wept over the bodies of his parents. The image seemed to burn into his brain the longer her stared, until finally he ran away, back to his sisters room – back to the room where this horrific night had all started.

When he finally arrived at her room, he was shocked to find out that it was the only pristine room. No struggle, no blood, and most importantly... no body.

Sure that this meant the vampire had taken his sister as originally intended, Hazen quickly left the house. If he went to the authorities, he'd be put up for adoption. Having decided that his sister must still be alive somewhere and that the Vampires would have the answer, he couldn't waste his time anymore pretending to be part of a “Happy family.”

He resolved himself to not killing vampires, but instead finding a way to question them, finding a way to get the answers he needed. He wanted to find his sister – not go on a killing spree. He left his town and began to live by himself by relying on the support of various farms. When he didn't work on the farms, he took up a bladed-training regiment so that he could protect himself. He learned all the points of the human body that could be struck without dealing a killing blow. His new goal was to find his sister – even if that meant he had to go through one vampire at a time.

Personality: His personality is the type that is not afraid to get down and dirty. He has lived independently by himself ever since he lost his family, working on various farms and for various independent stores under different excuses. Always the hard worker, he has had to survive on the road in his travels in order to find his sister.

Outside of his work, however, his eyes are unsurprisingly lonely. On nights of the full moon, this is particularly true – he stares up at the moon with listless eyes, almost as if he were in a trance. He can do this for hours or just a few minutes, it does not necessarily matter to him.

However, while his eyes suggest the loneliness, his personality directly contradicts this. He'll try to keep a smile on his face to cover his concern. Furthermore, his personality can be described as “Constantly taking care of others” as he'll always look for a way to help others out. In the end, it's just a way to cover his loneliness as he tries to surround himself with people that appreciate him for his helpfulness.

Weapons, Powers etc: As a traveler, he must travel lightly. Therefore, his primary weapon is a long, silver blade. However, he does not allow his defenses to fall there. Understanding the folly of close-range combat, he also has multiple precision throwing knives that he uses freely. These are kept on various places throughout his body for quick, practical use. The first set of knives are located on his lower-left leg, to the left of the shin. The second set are on the front-right arm, allowing for another quick flip-grab. The last set is in a more typical location – directly on his chest.

[Mysteria]

Inuyasha Fandom:


Username: Inuyasha Fandom

Name: Rayne

Role:Silent Angel (see history)

Age: 23/ 3000

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Homosexual

Physical Description:
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 156 lbs
Build: Slender, defined muscle structure
Hair color: Shock Red
Eye color: Gold, with pupils rather like a feline
Skin tone: Pale white, and flawless
His face reveals he is definitely foreign, though from where no one can discern. He's extremely attractive, though that is in part due to his being a vampire. He holds himself to a very high standard, and often walks with the grace and poise of nobility. He is often seen wearing a bright red trench coat over laying a rather plain black vest over a white dress shirt with a ribbon bow tie. His leggings are usually along the lines of black leather with boots and matching black gloves. He usually wears a wide brimmed red hat, that appears almost as if it is a 'witch' hat, as seen in various halloween get-ups with a pair of goggles on them.

Known history: No one is certain just how old Rayne is, though paintings of him have been found dating back thousands of years. Many smaller organizations of slayers and vampires alike have been foolish enough to try to have him killed, though by all known accounts he has always maintained a stance of neutrality, always taking the course of action he has felt right. These organizations were wiped out, the first of which being an unsanctioned crusade over 2000 years ago. Many rumors had it the members of this crusade were corupted throughly, raping and taking what they pleased. In an effort to look legitimate, they decided to go after a vampire, not caring who it was.

They were all found dead, their necks broken. their horses were found nearby, unharmed. However, this is the earliest known account of Rayne actually killing, and it was proven with the first of many paintings to be found with Rayne as the subject, each being left as a kind of signature, implying, 'Don't fuck with me."

3000 years ago, give or take a few centuries, he had been the prince of a regal nation, with many people courting him, including he who would make Rayne immortal. Rayne and the Vampire shared tender feelings, until Rayne grew quite ill. Time was running out, when his suitor came. The vampire begged Rayne to consider his offer. Rayne accepted, if only to lose his lover in a fierce battle some time later. But, Rayne moved on. However, with the death of his maker, he became the only living member of his clan. There are no others. Clan Silverblade seemed doomed to obscurity, as no other officially knew who had made him, and he wasn't telling. Effectively, this makes him the head of his true clan, but in secret.

There would be several more incidents involving Rayne, however all of which would also involve the knowledge of him being provoked. There has never been a record of him killing unless he had been attacked first, nor have there been any records of him turning any humans from the light. Through the journey of time, Rayne has often been seen with the various clans, playing the part of negociator, though he seems most fond of the Silent Angel Clan, though he swears no loyalty to any Order or Clan. Recently, it seems his job between the clans has come to an end, freeing him to do as he pleases, and he seems to have been in the company of Silent Angel the most lately, though no one is sure why, exept for the fact he seems curious about their powers. He is a great fighter, so it seems at least in part he haphazardly supports them, but again, demonstrates no real loyalty to anyone.

Rayne has traveled extensively all over the world, and is fluent in several languages and quite talented with many musical instruments. There have been several accounts told by many witnesses that he has been seen in the company of many key composers throughout history, including but not limited to Beethoven, Bach, Therese Dawes, and most recently Tarja Turunen. His artistic talents are shown in art museums all over the world, often under false names. Not much else is known about him, and his current whereabouts are unknown at this present time.

In regards to his relationships with several slayer orders, both large and small, known and unknown, he is seen as a dark angel, as he is not above helping rid the world of more powerful vampires and other such evil supernatural beings.

Personality: He's wild and brash, or so he seems. He's always smiling, and quite the charmer, being extensively polite and well mannered, even to his enemies. He fits in anywhere, whether is high class society, or a tavern in a seedy part of town. He's always making connections, and allies for life. Often seen as too merciful, many people have no idea just how vicious he can be, as he hates displaying his more violent side, as he knows just how much damage he can cause.

Weapons/Powers: Being as old as he is, he's developed quite a few powers, most of them coming from the bloodline of vampires he belongs to.

Vampire Strength: He can lift several tons easily, and toss them around like children's toys.

Mental Force: He can cause those who are of a lesser mental strength than he to fall completely under his control, whether they are mortal or otherwise. Also using this power, he can blast away anyone or anything in his path or stop bullets and shoot them away, if he wishes. However, he does not often ust the controling aspect of this power.

Vampire Speed: He's supremely fast and agile, and because of his age he is even more so more than a match for most.

His bloodline is infamous for these few powers being so strong, as they are all they have, unlike other bloodlines. Supposedly, his clan was an off-shoot to another, or perhaps it spawned another clan. No one is sure, though the more philisophical types like to discuss it. Only Rayne knows for sure.

His single weapon is a tempered steel katana, and with it he's more than simply skilled, he's a master of the blade.

[Mysteria]

DreamLand:


Name: Malik Qamar (A.K.A. Azazel)

Age: 1495, sired at age 26

Role: Rogue, leader of the White Rose Cult. (Former Dragonica)

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Physical Description: The darker skin he possessed as the man known as Malik had still been retained into vampire hood, despite suffering the discoloration and decrease in complexion which is rather unavoidable. This has left his skin a somewhat more muddy color, but still dark at that. His hair is a dark black, and very long, stretching down to the waist in what he normally keeps tied back, sometimes elaborately. His eyes are narrower but still quite intimidating, as one cannot help but feel lost in his deep, near black eyes. His eyebrows are long and thinned, being constantly maintained much like his dark, flowing hair.

Azazel stands at a taller 6"0, and combined with a rather low weight for his height of 140 lbs. and a slim build with little muscle mass, this particular Arabian comes off as what could be considered lanky. He is the owner of a long and narrow face, with thin lips which stretch slightly to far for his face. His mouth is house to teeth so sharp one could not tell apart the original fangs from those he developed, and a tongue which although not forked, is still long and slithering all the same.

Azazel maintains a graceful and refined presence, being seen only in the finest of clothing. As he chooses to use his telekinetic powers for everything, not even bothering to walk on his feet, one cannot help but feel a shiver as they gaze upon his ominous yet elegant and commanding figure. Some say he looks like nothing more than a snake, which may very well be true.

History: Malik was born a little more than 1495 years in the past, to the Qamar family, one of which was of high esteem in the Arabian royal court. The sixth child of eight siblings (Four of which were men), Malik was educated from a young age to follow in the footsteps of his father, who served the nobles as a brilliant scholar, historian, and philosopher. The third son took to his studies with great enthusiasm, and proved to be an intelligent servant much like his father. He was wed in an arranged marriage at age sixteen, to a beautiful young girl named Sakina, the daughter of a wealthy merchant who paid a sizable dowry. They hadn't much time to court beforehand as Malik was constantly buried in his studies, but this issue was quickly overcome after a wedding attended even by the noble family. The two consummated their marriage, and before long fell in love on their own accord. Malik was one to seek constant challenge, and in order to help him do so, he encouraged his wife to always speak her mind in his presence, which normally was taboo.

Within the year the two were joined by their first child, and as time moved on, the two were parent to three children by age 22. Malik had been father to five children by age 25, although unfortunately, the youngest of his children had died of fever, and the second eldest had been victim of a tragic runaway carriage incident in the capital's marketplace. Regardless Malik and Sakina lived on as best they could, for the sake of there three remaining children. The young scholar loved his wife like none other, and when proposed with the idea of a second wife, he promptly rejected. Malik had become quite wealthy and renowned by this point, but sadly, his joy was not to last.

For well over five years, rumors of a demon in the region had become popular. There had been a wave of obscene murders in the area, as every victim found had been defiled, gutted open, with bite marks all over the body. The targeted were mostly young virgins, although in some instances men or even entire families had fallen victim. On one fateful night, an intruder was somehow able to intrude into the scholar's home while he was preoccupied with his studies at the royal library. Without making a sound, the intruder was able to restrain and mute Sakina and her three children, before committing unspeakable acts. Malik returned home early, only to find his children raped and eviscerated. The intruder was busy violating the body of Sakina when Malik charged into the horrible mess, knife drawn. He was no warrior however, and was easily disarmed. Before he could be killed, a group of citizens wandered onto the scene after hearing the sounds of the enraged scholar and the demon, which caused the devil to disappear in a ball of smoke. As the distressed man was the only one who remained on the scene, and as he and his knife had become covered in the blood of his family, he was found guilty of the crime, and sentenced to death in three days. His life was now over.

Before Malik could be executed, an intruder made its way into the castle's dungeon after killing several guards. It was his wife, and too stunned to do anything, his wife had to carry him to safety herself. Once well away from the city, she took shelter inside of a cave. Sakina explained the situation to him in full, what had happened to their family, and what had become of herself, although her knowledge at the time was very limited and stretched shorter than even the basic vampire facts. Wishing to save what little was left of his family, and being to afraid to die, Malik allowed himself to become a vampire, by the cold embrace of his distraught wife. Two days later he woke as a new being, scared of the light and thirsty for blood. The couple promised each other that once they had taken their revenge they would fade into death, not being able to live without their children. The two spent several years in hiding, attempting to understand their new lives, communicating with others of their kind only very scarcely.

Eventually they tracked down the infamous vampire named Hazzim and his small gang,who had been the one they wished to destroy. The pair had become quite formidable in these years, and although Hazzim was a mighty vampire indeed, by their combined mental powers and superior cunning they stood victorious. The angered coupled tortured Hazzim's mind and body for hours until his bloody death, climaxing their vendetta by decapitation. Although there work was done, neither felt much sorrow for their children any more, having already lost their humanity. 100 years had passed, and the pair wandered the earth for 200 years more, even though the passionate love they had one shared was now little more than shameless lust.

Eventually the two decided they could not avoid the family from which they were spawned from any longer, and as of such traveled to the lands of the Northwest to be united with their fellow kind. Being recognized as the ones who had brought Hazzim's reckless rampage across the Middle East to an end, they were welcomed into the family with open arms. From this point the two spoke to one another little and instead served the family on their own agendas. For over 700 years more, both vampires worked their way up the family's ranks, both proving to be excellent accessories in the families plans, and the constant combat with the opposing families and slayer clans. Malik became regarded as somewhat of a hero to the clan, being recognized as one of the greatest scholars and minds among vampirehood. This home however, was not to last either.

Eventually after all these many years, Malik joined those so few who knew of the prophecy of the white rose. Malik was always one who loved learning, and made it his lot in life to obtain new and greater knowledge. This thirst for information had landed him in trouble from time to time, as the leaders of Dragonica wished to keep certain secrets away from the rest of the family. When he became aware that the heads of each of the three families were meeting, he knew that this was so rare a chance that he could not afford to miss it. Ever so stealthily the vampire was able to creep in upon the meeting place, and after many hours of patience, he was able to eavesdrop upon the three, and hear of the prophecy, which they debated over long into the night. Leaving as discreetly as he had came, Malik left the meeting place to ponder over this new knowledge. Not knowing quite what to make of it, he imparted the knowledge he had gained to his few closest friends. These few spoke of the prophecy constantly, but only ever in private. Eventually they decided that there was a higher power than the families, and wishing to obtain the highest and greatest wisdom and strength, they abandoned the family. Knowing that they could not succeed in their quest to conquer the night alone, the group gathered a small bevy of like minded rogue vampires who the group felt they could manipulate into furthering the plan. Thus, the Midnight Blossom Order was founded, by those who wished to control the power of the queen of vampires.

The order was successful in gaining information that could potentially lead to the queen. For the next 300 years the group began to gain influence not just in Europe, but the world over. Their group was small, but this did not prevent them from dealing significant blows to both the families and slayer clans. As their numbers were few they were able to hide themselves very well, and through use of guerrilla and hit-and-run tactics, they were nearly impossible to ever hunt down. However, such an order was unstable, as a constant squabble over leadership took place. After many years of fantasizing over the white queen, the prophecy, and the idea of complete domination, Malik was slowly driven mad. He had developed a longing for what he thought must be the most beautiful of minds and bodies and began to become defensive of her around the other members. The others wished to simply use the queen as a tool, or force her into personal servitude, which was something he would not tolerate. Having developed delusions of grandeur, he conspired to bring the order to an end and rise from the ashes. With assistance from a willing but spiteful fellow member, he was able to lure the entire council into a trap. Having arranged a meeting, Malik spoke with both the slayer clans, and three vampire families of the location and time. He did not tell any of the groups of any other involvement, wishing to deal yet another blow to every rival organization as well. The council never stood a chance in the face of so many foes, and were quickly destroyed, in what escalated into a full-out battle between all five remaining factions. The surviving members of the order who had not aligned with the traitor were soon destroyed as well, with very little exception.

Not one to wait for long, Malik soon after formed the White Rose cult, having brainwashed his followers into his own twisted thought pattern. Desiring to form an army of which to be used by the queen upon her return, Malik recruited only those who he deemed worthy and of superior nature. With intent to become second only to the queen herself, Malik changed his name to that of the demon Azazel, and endowed upon himself the title of Black Rose in hopes that he may one day become king to his queen. For nearly 200 years now the cult has begun to prepare for the return of the queen, slowly and systematically destroying those who they deem unworthy, as they build up their forces. Azazel now believes that the queen is to be the true ruler of humanity, as well as whatever few vampires he allows to live. They live in secrecy, but have flourished in recent years as the queen grows ever closer to returning. He knows that it is only a matter of time now, and seeks out the fledgling without sire that is mentioned in the prophecy, believing her to be the key required for his elaborate plan to fall into place. Having long forgotten his life as a simple scholar with a beautiful wife and family, the demented mind of Azazel does its best to truly earn him the role of Heretic. It will not be long now until the traitor plunges the vampire world into genocide and chaos...

Personality: Azazel has changed many times over the course of existence, having begun as little more than a bright and curious child. By this point however, any resemblances to his past life have long since vanished. He has become quite worthy of the title he adorned himself with, as terrifying, cruel, manipulative and sadistic as one would expect of a demon. Unlike what one would expect of a savage beast, but much more of a cult leader as he is also, the Black Rose is highly intelligent, possessing so much as even a touch of genius. Very charismatic and cunning, Azazel has an outstanding way with words, making even the most foul of poisons sound as sweet and delectable as the most wonderful of teas. Although he is egotistical and arrogant, he is no fool, and will not fall prey to flattery, bribes, or petty tricks.

Azazel is quite obviously an elitist, believing that only the most worthy of vampires deserve to rule over man. Despite being an eternal conjurer of deceit and despair, Azazel truly believes in his words and the path of which he has set for him and his followers, leading his cult as passionately and loyally as he is able. He does not believe himself to be evil, but rather sees himself as performing an act of great benevolence, by ensuring the return of the White Rose queen, the one whom he believes will lead the world to an ideal future as a strange sort of twisted messiah. He himself looks down at what he considers to be unnecessary acts of evil or wasteful feeding, and is more than willing to 'discipline' those who step out of line.

Although normally a demented and psychotic persona, Azazel treats is subjects with a great deal of respect, empathy, and even love. He sees himself as somewhat of a father figure, and those few who follow him as his children, and treats them kindly yet strictly as one could expect. He is relatively intolerant of failure however, especially with newer or more reckless members, and uses punishments which one would deem cruel and often not needed. He lends a guiding hand as both mentor and master, taking these loyal to him under his wing.

Weapons, Powers etc: Azazel's powers are few, but exceptionally strong. He his in possession of the typical vampric powers such as enhanced strength, reflexes, sight etc, as well as powers similar to his sire's.

Over the many years, the heretic has developed his telekineses powers to such a level of expertise, that he now uses said powers to perform just about every task in his life, no matter how mundane. Besides being able to simply manipulate small things, he is capable of lifting and hurtling objects several hundred pounds heavy, which proves to serve as quite an effective tactic in battle. Azazel, being as arrogant as he is, refuses to get his hands dirty, and in order to combat those who would seek to destroy him, he makes use of his telekinesis powers in order to manipulate several weapons at once, be it swords, spears, knives or otherwise. With these levitating weapons, he is able to unleash a ruthless yet highly defensive form of attack, which few are able to endure. It is also worth mentioning once more, that Azazel has not allowed his feet to touch the ground in many, many years, and as of such, is very talented with self-levitation.

Although not quite as skilled in telepathy as he is in telekinesis, the Black Rose's power over the mind is still something to be feared. Communication can be kept with his followers for many miles, making for an effective method of defense. If direct contact can be made with a target (eye contact, touch), the cult leader is able to attack the minds of even the greatest vampires, and completely destroy the minds of the weak fledglings. He can enter the mind of others through this method and perform a number of nefarious deeds including: planting thoughts, harvesting memories, and hypnosis. In order to use such power, total concentration and energy must be focused on the target, fledgling or not.

[Winter]

Wow thanks guys! Yaay!! We're back!

[Heirosyth]

Alright, well, we need to see some kind of sign that others have arrived and are ready to post; otherwise this thing's going to stall if they don't make it over.

[Winter]

Yeah I hope they make it.... I know Sweet Silence And InuFandom is here... somewhere. :P But the others I haven't seen yet.

[DreamLand]

Hello! Seems I found my way here, after a little bit of trouble finding the site. Anywho, I hope everyone else finds their way back here before too long.

[Winter]

Dream!! you made it!! yaaay

[nonangelic92]

Already approved by Winter

Username: nonangelic92

Name: Cecelia aka C.C

Age: 18

Role: Leader of Inveera Slayers

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight

Physical Description: C.C is about 5'5 and has an a slight muslced built for someone her age. She has long brown hair that falls to the mid of her back. She has the most intense blue-grey eyes, that someone cane look upon. She has a small scar upon her hand where she accidently cut herself while praticing with her daggers. She has a pale yet fair complexion, with a few frackles sprinkled across her nose and cheeks. She is usually seen wearing men's trousers and boots and a woman's blouse. For she felt that a skirt can get in the way when fighting evil.

History: Born into a wonderful world of love and promises, til those promises were broke one night when the night-walkers took her mother for their own personal purposes. Since that day C.C's father created a clan of slayers to kill the night-walkers, but only those who are pure evil. One day while C.C's father was on a routine search with a couple of men, they entered upon a nest of savage creatures and were instantly ambushed. Leaving C.C all alone and put into the care of Branthorn Darius, the most trusted veteran of the Inveera. Now the day has come that C.C has turned of age, to find out what had happened to her mother and kill those who murdered her father.

Personality: C.C is funny and sarcastic no matter if there's a serious moment or a fun one. She is almost always happy, but when she gets angry there's no stopping her from being angry. She always has a point to make whether the moment cals for it or not.

Weapons, Powers etc: Cross bow, twin daggers, and fine tip blade

[nonangelic92]

Everyone I just wanted to let you all know that I posted, oh and Brant your sorta like my "uncle".