Post by Administrator on Dec 3, 2011 20:27:26 GMT -4
Your name: Ky
Character's Name: Kylar Alexander Myth
Nickname: Ky
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Vampire Age 132
Category: Wild Vampire
Character History: Ky grew up in an orphanage back in his olden days. He never knew of his parents. His mom, as he had been told had died at childbirth and his father had ran off with another woman. Growing up the other children around the neighborhood would make fun of him and his unfortunate life. Ky finally got adopted when he was twelve but only hardship was given to him. He basically became the household's servant. He was not getting paid and the only way by means of getting paid he was getting was food. Food enough to keep him strong and alive.
He grew up knowing the hardships and he was a good boy then. He never complained although he had anger slowly building in his heart. He was a quiet person, kept to himself. He learned at an early age that it was best to keep his mouth shut and simply listen. It wasn't until he was 18 he found his freedom by means through death. A vampire took pity on him. And his life began as thus. He adjusted to his vampiric nature quiet well. He wandered about working and getting certain amount of money he needed. Mostly working as assassin.
As life passed however his anger died down and he simply kept to himself. He fed when needed and he had tried going with animal blood but he simply couldn't. SO he has been trying to wean himself slowly. For now however he is a wild vampire. Only drinking the blood of a vampire who was bad.
Character Appearance: Ky is a fairly tall guy standing at six foot eight. When he had been young, before he had been turned he was a errand boy. Back then his work involved alot of heavy lifting and such, that’s how he got to be so muscular. He has blazing red eyes, dark blond hair, washboard abs and an overall athletic body.
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Personality:
`Obscene: “You know, I like dirty words. I like dirty words and dirty talk and all of that. When brazen expressions are thrown around, I don’t flinch or cover my ears. I join in! Some might deem me the King of Indecency and that is perfectly fine by me, I embrace that title like a treasured toy. Don’t misconstrue my sense of decorum, however. I do tame myself in certain companies, namely school officials and professors. Though, tame only means that I refrain from sexual innuendos involving myself and any word I wouldn’t say in front of my mother…which tallies up to merely one word.”
`Imaginative: “Oh alright, you’ve caught me. I do live entirely in a world of my own making, credited to my overactive imagination that influences nearly everything I encounter. Do I play secret spy when I’m all alone on the estate? Yes, I do. Do I pretend that I’m in a movie scene as I get ready for school? If it passes the time. Sometimes my imagination does get me into trouble but mostly, I use it for powers of good. Like, say, I don’t know…daydreaming about having a good lay with that cute girl or guy in my calculus class. Aside from that, I’d say I’m one of the most creative students in my year, which can only be because of my ability to visualize nearly any problem and create a solution.”
`Mocking: “I’m afraid that sometimes, I’m just a rotten person. There are days where I don’t want to listen to anyone’s nagging or pathetic self-pity parties. But I don’t just subject certain people to this treatment. If I’m going to be contemptuous then you better believe that everyone will receive fair treatment. Though that egalitarian ideal there can run me into some minor snags. For example, who knew that female professors were so sensitive about their biological processes? I mean, I was being sarcastic. I thought that was fairly obvious but then, I think the rest of my peers were laughing too loudly for her to understand that. How rude of them.”
`Persuasive: “Just so we’re clear here, it’s not just a rich thing to want what you want when you want it. Everyone is just like that. The difference between those that get what they want whenever it’s called for and those that don’t is simple: persuasion. The art of persuasion can go a long, long way. I only say this from experience and it’s not always about using your ability for dishonorable means. Although, I must say that I am quite good at getting by when utilizing my own special brand of persuasion for my less-than-angelic ends.”
`Optimistic: “What’s the point in being all Gloom-And-Doom about your life? I never understood that logic or lack thereof. Going about being morose all day just makes things so dull and lifeless. None of that for me, thanks. If anything, I am THE sunny side on the dark side, the greener grass, the silver lining. Sure, people hate me for it at times when I don’t just let them wallow in their grief and wish death upon everything they lay eyes on. Besides, people are more attractive when they’re happy. Nobody likes wrinkles, especially sad ones.”
`Extroverted: “Does it come as any surprise that I’m pretty extroverted? Spur of the moment conversations and chance encounters are my thing. Once I warm up to the situation, which takes about 2.5 seconds, I’m the center of attention. Inadvertently, of course. Nevertheless, I’m the sort of guy that people want to be around. I tell good stories, my jokes actually elicit laughs and on top of all of those outstanding qualities, I’m good looking. People like me and I like people, easy enough.”
`Secretive: “I may be outgoing and social and so forth but I have my limits. My private life is MY private life and intended to be kept private by me unless necessity to do otherwise. So yes, I do keep my trysts to myself. No, I don’t normally kiss-and-tell. In fact, I don’t think I ever have but I haven’t ruled out that possibility just because it might be useful for the future. Either way, I value my privacy intensely and find myself really sore when someone tries to pry into me. If I say leave it be: leave it be.”
`Peculiar: “Interesting makes for good sex. Eccentric types are interesting. I suppose then with those two statements you can see where this is headed. Furthermore, I’m guessing you can deduce who I think the most interesting boy in Spence Academy is? On virtue of sex alone? No, not this time. I’m not nearly as confident in my ability to puzzle as I am my ability to fuck. But it does come close. I don’t know, I like my oddness. The collection of foreign currencies and the little trinkets from India I keep on a bracelet; I love curio like that. Sometimes I feel more defined by my odd habits than anything else.”
`Paranoid: “The downside to my extraordinary imaginative brain has to be the fact that sometimes I’m just a little paranoid. It’s bothersome to be wondering what people think of you or why someone looked at you the way they did but I’m not always looking over my shoulder. On certain occasions, I’m not suspicious of anyone or anything but then, there are always new situations that arise. For example, the fact that my family is wealthy now does bring about a new paranoia of women, especially. They may not all be gold diggers but when they spot a Spence Academy pin; they might as well be.”
`Sensual: “Slave to the senses. A hedonist until death. That’s me. When it comes to intriguing sights, delicious smells and so on, I’m all over it. Whether it’s art or boys or women, or art and boys AND women; a pretty exterior can hold me captive for weeks. Needless to say, that can be a problem on it’s own but nonetheless, I like to overdo the sensually indulgent. My fixation can send me on a chase for constant gratification but that’s really rare. There’s usually something or other to engage me until I find something new.”
How is your character related to the story? Since Ky is a wanderer and does not necessarily always stay in one place then he could travel here and there and his current destination at the moment is Forks. So that is how he shall be related to the story.
Sample of your RP-ing skills:
Ky closed his eyes and let the music slowly drift into his mind. He was shaken out of his relaxation when he heard some branches snap from afar. He stood up and looked down his window and saw his mischievous friend Rin looking up at him with a wicked smile. Ky shook his head and merely jumped out of the window which was not really that far down. " What are you doing here? he asked. Rin looked from side to side first before he whispered to his friend, " I just heard that Gina got ripped apart by some rabid animal down at the pier. Can you believe that? The problem now is that you were the last person to see her." he said.
Ky raised an eyebrow and remembered that he had gone to see the wench the night before but it had been for an errand. " Me? I dare not say it was me at all. I had only gone to see her briefly and then I had to go again. Whatever happened to her must have happened after I left her, because I assure you she was still breathing when I last saw her." he stated. Ky shook his head at the silly notion that he could kill anyone. His friend Rin always had some ways of telling stories and Ky figured it must be one of them. " You must stop making those stories up. No one could rip anyone into shreds. Thats highly impossible." he said.
Character's Name: Kylar Alexander Myth
Nickname: Ky
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Vampire Age 132
Category: Wild Vampire
Character History: Ky grew up in an orphanage back in his olden days. He never knew of his parents. His mom, as he had been told had died at childbirth and his father had ran off with another woman. Growing up the other children around the neighborhood would make fun of him and his unfortunate life. Ky finally got adopted when he was twelve but only hardship was given to him. He basically became the household's servant. He was not getting paid and the only way by means of getting paid he was getting was food. Food enough to keep him strong and alive.
He grew up knowing the hardships and he was a good boy then. He never complained although he had anger slowly building in his heart. He was a quiet person, kept to himself. He learned at an early age that it was best to keep his mouth shut and simply listen. It wasn't until he was 18 he found his freedom by means through death. A vampire took pity on him. And his life began as thus. He adjusted to his vampiric nature quiet well. He wandered about working and getting certain amount of money he needed. Mostly working as assassin.
As life passed however his anger died down and he simply kept to himself. He fed when needed and he had tried going with animal blood but he simply couldn't. SO he has been trying to wean himself slowly. For now however he is a wild vampire. Only drinking the blood of a vampire who was bad.
Character Appearance: Ky is a fairly tall guy standing at six foot eight. When he had been young, before he had been turned he was a errand boy. Back then his work involved alot of heavy lifting and such, that’s how he got to be so muscular. He has blazing red eyes, dark blond hair, washboard abs and an overall athletic body.
Strengths:
- provoking indulgent giggles
- debating until he wins
- fencing
- politics
- writing mini-manifestos
Weaknesses:
- headstrong people
- boys like train wrecks
- 151 proof vodka
- mathematics
- velvet anything
Personality:
`Obscene: “You know, I like dirty words. I like dirty words and dirty talk and all of that. When brazen expressions are thrown around, I don’t flinch or cover my ears. I join in! Some might deem me the King of Indecency and that is perfectly fine by me, I embrace that title like a treasured toy. Don’t misconstrue my sense of decorum, however. I do tame myself in certain companies, namely school officials and professors. Though, tame only means that I refrain from sexual innuendos involving myself and any word I wouldn’t say in front of my mother…which tallies up to merely one word.”
`Imaginative: “Oh alright, you’ve caught me. I do live entirely in a world of my own making, credited to my overactive imagination that influences nearly everything I encounter. Do I play secret spy when I’m all alone on the estate? Yes, I do. Do I pretend that I’m in a movie scene as I get ready for school? If it passes the time. Sometimes my imagination does get me into trouble but mostly, I use it for powers of good. Like, say, I don’t know…daydreaming about having a good lay with that cute girl or guy in my calculus class. Aside from that, I’d say I’m one of the most creative students in my year, which can only be because of my ability to visualize nearly any problem and create a solution.”
`Mocking: “I’m afraid that sometimes, I’m just a rotten person. There are days where I don’t want to listen to anyone’s nagging or pathetic self-pity parties. But I don’t just subject certain people to this treatment. If I’m going to be contemptuous then you better believe that everyone will receive fair treatment. Though that egalitarian ideal there can run me into some minor snags. For example, who knew that female professors were so sensitive about their biological processes? I mean, I was being sarcastic. I thought that was fairly obvious but then, I think the rest of my peers were laughing too loudly for her to understand that. How rude of them.”
`Persuasive: “Just so we’re clear here, it’s not just a rich thing to want what you want when you want it. Everyone is just like that. The difference between those that get what they want whenever it’s called for and those that don’t is simple: persuasion. The art of persuasion can go a long, long way. I only say this from experience and it’s not always about using your ability for dishonorable means. Although, I must say that I am quite good at getting by when utilizing my own special brand of persuasion for my less-than-angelic ends.”
`Optimistic: “What’s the point in being all Gloom-And-Doom about your life? I never understood that logic or lack thereof. Going about being morose all day just makes things so dull and lifeless. None of that for me, thanks. If anything, I am THE sunny side on the dark side, the greener grass, the silver lining. Sure, people hate me for it at times when I don’t just let them wallow in their grief and wish death upon everything they lay eyes on. Besides, people are more attractive when they’re happy. Nobody likes wrinkles, especially sad ones.”
`Extroverted: “Does it come as any surprise that I’m pretty extroverted? Spur of the moment conversations and chance encounters are my thing. Once I warm up to the situation, which takes about 2.5 seconds, I’m the center of attention. Inadvertently, of course. Nevertheless, I’m the sort of guy that people want to be around. I tell good stories, my jokes actually elicit laughs and on top of all of those outstanding qualities, I’m good looking. People like me and I like people, easy enough.”
`Secretive: “I may be outgoing and social and so forth but I have my limits. My private life is MY private life and intended to be kept private by me unless necessity to do otherwise. So yes, I do keep my trysts to myself. No, I don’t normally kiss-and-tell. In fact, I don’t think I ever have but I haven’t ruled out that possibility just because it might be useful for the future. Either way, I value my privacy intensely and find myself really sore when someone tries to pry into me. If I say leave it be: leave it be.”
`Peculiar: “Interesting makes for good sex. Eccentric types are interesting. I suppose then with those two statements you can see where this is headed. Furthermore, I’m guessing you can deduce who I think the most interesting boy in Spence Academy is? On virtue of sex alone? No, not this time. I’m not nearly as confident in my ability to puzzle as I am my ability to fuck. But it does come close. I don’t know, I like my oddness. The collection of foreign currencies and the little trinkets from India I keep on a bracelet; I love curio like that. Sometimes I feel more defined by my odd habits than anything else.”
`Paranoid: “The downside to my extraordinary imaginative brain has to be the fact that sometimes I’m just a little paranoid. It’s bothersome to be wondering what people think of you or why someone looked at you the way they did but I’m not always looking over my shoulder. On certain occasions, I’m not suspicious of anyone or anything but then, there are always new situations that arise. For example, the fact that my family is wealthy now does bring about a new paranoia of women, especially. They may not all be gold diggers but when they spot a Spence Academy pin; they might as well be.”
`Sensual: “Slave to the senses. A hedonist until death. That’s me. When it comes to intriguing sights, delicious smells and so on, I’m all over it. Whether it’s art or boys or women, or art and boys AND women; a pretty exterior can hold me captive for weeks. Needless to say, that can be a problem on it’s own but nonetheless, I like to overdo the sensually indulgent. My fixation can send me on a chase for constant gratification but that’s really rare. There’s usually something or other to engage me until I find something new.”
How is your character related to the story? Since Ky is a wanderer and does not necessarily always stay in one place then he could travel here and there and his current destination at the moment is Forks. So that is how he shall be related to the story.
Sample of your RP-ing skills:
Ky closed his eyes and let the music slowly drift into his mind. He was shaken out of his relaxation when he heard some branches snap from afar. He stood up and looked down his window and saw his mischievous friend Rin looking up at him with a wicked smile. Ky shook his head and merely jumped out of the window which was not really that far down. " What are you doing here? he asked. Rin looked from side to side first before he whispered to his friend, " I just heard that Gina got ripped apart by some rabid animal down at the pier. Can you believe that? The problem now is that you were the last person to see her." he said.
Ky raised an eyebrow and remembered that he had gone to see the wench the night before but it had been for an errand. " Me? I dare not say it was me at all. I had only gone to see her briefly and then I had to go again. Whatever happened to her must have happened after I left her, because I assure you she was still breathing when I last saw her." he stated. Ky shook his head at the silly notion that he could kill anyone. His friend Rin always had some ways of telling stories and Ky figured it must be one of them. " You must stop making those stories up. No one could rip anyone into shreds. Thats highly impossible." he said.
