Post by Christopher James on May 26, 2009 8:15:44 GMT -5
[/colour]He muttered.
Radioactive Spiders and Kryptonite
I think I forgot to breathe
FULL NAME: Christopher James
NICKNAMES: CJ
AGE: 106, yet stuck at the age of 18
BIRTHDAY: 26th June 1902
SEXUALIY: Straight
JOB: n/a
SPECIES: vampire
CANON: no
I'm nothing but a human, after all. Nothing special.
GENERAL APPEARANCE: CJ takes pride in his appearance, always wanting to look his best. Everything he once owned or loved, minus Indie has died or been passed on. His image is the only thing he can keep control over and change when he wishes to. He stands at 6foot3, with a toned physic. He has medium/dark brown hair which he always styles down using wax, he prefers this style to the others he has experimented with over the years, the 60¡¦s afro was the worst of his hair disasters. His eyes were once a gorgeous chocolate brown, but due to human blood they are the same as every other vampires the shade of red blood yet they often contain a slight twinkle and a spark. He has a strong square jaw line with chiseled cheekbones that human girls seem to go crazy for, yet he pays them little attention, after existing for over a century he has realized that Indie is the only girl he will ever need. His skin now pale, was once tanned, yet all in all being a vampire suited him, atleast he would never worry about aging.
MOST LIKED FEATURE: His hair, leaving behind the 60¡¦s afro was the best decision he ever made, with it he resembled a French poodle in need of a hair cut.
MOST HATED FEATURE: His eyes, they really did make his complexion look paler¡K if that was possible.
HERITAGE: Spanish
ETHNICITY: Mediterranean
You're not the only vampire I know.
GENERAL PERSONALITY: CJ was always known as the joker, he has a quick wit that sometimes make people take a disliking to him but it is always done it jest. He tends to miss being around lots of people, he used to love playing to the crowd yet the tables have now turned and the people he once loved to make laugh and be around are now his food. He wasn't a big fan of feeding on humans, he never dragged it out and made it more painful that necessary for the humans like some vampires do. They were simply food; there was no need to cause them unnecessary pain in his eyes. He has learnt a lot of the years of being a vampire, he¡¦s learnt to cap his sense of humor somewhat. It's made him a lot deeper person, in his human life he was cocky and full of himself, only caring about what people thought about him yet becoming a vampire has made him appreciate what he had and that is why now he would do anything for Indie. He does not want to lose her like he did everyone and everything else.
CJ doesn't like being around people who can¡¦t take a joke, they annoy him, they always have done even in his human life. If a person won't go back at him and challenge him with their own wit then he gets bored easily, he loves nothing more than joking with someone. Due to his good looks he has learnt to influence people, he often gets what he wants. Overall he has learnt to survive on his own, yet he would do anything to Indie, no matter what she asked he would do it. She is the reason he was dealt this hand of cards in life. To live and love her forever, oh and to escape that terrible 60's afro.
HOBBIES: Riding horses, making people laugh.
DISLIKES: Boring people who can't take jokes, vampires who drag out the deaths of humans for no reasons, competition.
LIKES: Indie, joking, Witt, playing to a crowd.
FEARS: Losing Indie like he has done everything else.
SECRETS: His 60's afro had a huge pink stripe through it. It was the 60's he had to fit in somehow.
We can't all be freakishly strong.
GENERAL HISTORY:CJ was born on 26th June 1902, his family had recently moved from Spain to America looking for a better life. CJ wasn¡¦t a great fan of growing up America, yet he liked it because he stood out from the rest of the civilians of Arizona. The girls looked at him, the boys envied him, yet he was a lonely person underneath it all. As he grew older he left education, leaving behind the few friends he had made and was put to work on his families' ranch. Working the herds of cows on his horse King, King was the closet thing he had in his life, who listened to what he wanted and not what would benefit everyone else. He realized that he liked being with people, not working with animals. He spoke to his parents trying to tell them that he wanted to a performer, but his family could not spare his time or commitment.
Girls had always shown an interest in him, but his parents became ecstatic when Julia, the daughter of the richest man in Arizona requested that she wanted an engagement to him. CJ didn't want this marriage, Julia was the most boring person in existence. She was ugly both inside and out, and had the personality of a prune. He had to keep his family happy, provide a better life for them, a better life for the Ranch and for his beloved horse King who was beginning to suffer because of a bad harvest.
CJ had spoken to Julia the whole of three times during their engagement and the night before the wedding he went out for a long walk, wanting to escape his thoughts and get some fresh air away from his parents who were already planning what they would do with this new found status and wealth. That is the night he got bitten, his life to change forever, the night he lost everything: his family, King and his life.
FAMILY:
Mother: Emile James -deceased
Father: Miguel James- deceased
Fiance: Julia "the prune" renolds- deceased.
Stupid, thieving, annoying vampire!
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:
He sighed, as his Mother for the zillionth time this evening pulled out her map, muttering about how with this marriage they could extend the ranch taking over the better grazing land to the south.
¨I'm going out for a bit... I need to clear my head"
"Don't you dare be late young man it's a big day tomorrow!¨[/colour]
¨Thanks for reminding me"[/colour]. He had never imagined he'd marry this way, practically forced into engagement to someone with the personality of a dried prune. Julia was beautiful physically but her personality, she thought of nothing but herself and cared about no-one else. That was the reason she wanted to marry him, he was an exotic specimen to the town of Arizona, everyone either wanted to be him or be with him. He was to be her trophy husband. He remembered the first time he¡¦d joked with her, she looked like she had sucked on a lemon. He chuckled at the memory. He believed he¡¦d said something about her dress making her look like a trust up chicken.
He walked across the moonlit ranch towards the fields, kicking the stones as he went. He heard a whicker.
¨Hey boy, shall we go for a little ride? The last time before the queen decides it isn't worthy of her husband to ride,[/colour]. King raised his head snorting in agreement into CJ's hair.
¨Oi mister, watch the hair!¨[/colour]. He laughed. King always made everything in the world better. Tonight felt strange, almost eerie. A few times he swore he had felt eyes watching him, and even noises in the bushes as he tacked King up.
¨Probably Mother spying on me again¨[/colour] He mumbled. He would be happy when this whole thing was over and done with and Julia had lost interest in him. He mounted up leaving the ranch, taking off through the large field. Nothing matter when he was with King, the speed at which they were moving took his breath away, he laughed in exuberance. He was truly happy, he wished it could stay this way.
He heard a voice, he stopped laughing immediately.
¨What the hell!¨[/colour] He chocked, pulling King up to a halt narrowly missing the figure that had appeared in front of him. King reared up higher and higher.
¨Woah boy, steady, woah!¨[/colour] CJ muttered silently.
¨Are you stupid! Do you realize how close i came to killing you![/colour]
A cold voice muttered back, two spots of red appearing in the darkness. CJ leaned closer to examine what they were. EYES. He tried to back away, ready to urge King back to the ranch.
¨Infact I was about to ask you the same question, except it won't be how close I come to killing you. It will me killing you,¨[/colour]. The figure launched himself at CJ, it felt like a heard of cattle had crashed into him, knocking him to the floor. King shied away, before he could defend himself CJ felt teeth cutting through his flesh the blood red eyes inches from his face. He was losing consciousness his last thought of King, when King reappeared kicking the figure though it did not move him the figure screamed in outrage- Distracting him enough to leave CJ. All he had to do know was play day and maybe he¡¦d escape. The pain washed over him, the darkness engulfing him. His last thought was not of his family, or Julia but simply of King. The one friend he had who tried to save him.
¨Thank you my friend[/colour] His whispered.
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You bit a pillow? Why?
NAME:Kate
AGE:16
GENDER:Female
YEARS ROLEPLAYING:
LOCATION:England.
HOW DID YOU FIND US: I be Edward
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