Maxwell Barrier

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Radioactive Spiders and Kryptonite

I think I forgot to breathe


FULL NAME:Jonathan Maxwell "Max" Barrier
NICKNAMES:Max
AGE:217, Physically 17
BIRTHDAY:December 5th, 1879
SEXUALIY:Bi Sexual
JOB:None
SPECIES:Red Eyed Vampire
CANON:No


I’m nothing but a human, after all. Nothing special.



GENERAL APPEARANCE:Max is best described as gourgeous, or at least thats what most human girls say of him. He is fairly tall, standing Six feet four inches, the tallest of his coven. His hair is light brown, and like most carnivorus vampires, his eyes are a deep burgandy red.

His brown hair is always cropped short, and his dress is usually very casual. He is always in a pair of ratty jeans. He loves shoes, and has more than most women dream. He only wears one pair though, and there are never any laces in them.

MOST LIKED FEATURE: His Body
MOST HATED FEATURE: Scar on his left shoulder blade
HERITAGE: British: Native Indian
ETHNICITY:Italin, Indian, English


You’re not the only vampire I know.



GENERAL PERSONALITY: Max is a brutal, brutal person, with very little mercy for any who get in his way. His one joy in life is the pain of others, and he has no problem with finding food in any part of the world. he plays rough too, and everything is a big game to him. Also he can be very argumentative. He loves to fight and pick, and always has to have the last word in every conversation. Also, he likes to easdrop, and will listen to anyone's conversations.
HOBBIES: Music, Hunting, Brutalitly, Books, History
DISLIKES:Humans, Veggie Vampires, Anyone who stands up to him.
LIKES:Causing Pain, murder, and Creating Fear
FEARS:Having to return to his old coven.
Ghosts His own death, Relationships Feelings
SECRETS: Would love to join the Volturi, Is afraid of spiders, Hates all animals


We can’t all be freakishly strong.



GENERAL HISTORY:Born in 1879, he lived in London, England with his mother, Laura Bensen. His father had abondoned the family two days after Max's birth. His real name was Jonthan Maxwell, and everyone called him Johnny. Soon, his mother fell ill, and he was forced onto the streets by there landlord, the pale and very very heartless Tyrone Barrier. He told the seven year old boy to leave the house, or he would have him murdered, and little Johnny was in no postion to argue.


After ten years on the street, Johnny, now calling himself simply Max, had adapted and become one of the best theives in Victorian england. However, one night, as he travled the dark and dingy paths of the city, he saw a man attack a woman, stabbing her in the stomach. He ran forward, into the arms of none other than Tyrone Barrier. Behind him, a woman, pressumably his wife, threw Max to the ground, sinking her white teeth into his neck.

When he woke up, he was on a boat to America, with the woman, Macie, and Tyrone. The couple soon explained to him what he had become. He adapted quickly, feeling very accustom to drinking human blood. He loved everything about his new life, but he had to know why they had changed him. Tyrone explained that he showed a gift that could become useful. He could persued anyone to do anything for him with his once big beautiful brown eyes. He loved his new life, and was happy when his new 'siblings' Mattie and Carlos joined there coven. As Tyrone is always drawn to big cities, they now reside in New York, New York.

But, Max couldn't stand Tyrone's strong hand, and it was a constant power struggle between the two, until finally Max left the city and became nomadic, living his life on the rode.

FAMILY:Mom:Macie Barrier,315, (Adoptive) Laura Bensen (Deseaced, Maternal).
Father:Tyrone Barrier, 430,none.
Brothers/Sisters:Mattie Barrier, 90,none. Carlos Barrier 112, none



Stupid, thieving, annoying vampire!



ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:"I like your hair today." "Thank you." "Your new shirt is nice." Thank you, but who invited you?" You did.

He wasn't crazy. He knew that. Ethan could honestly say that. Books were the only thing that kept him on his toes, the only thing in which there was no need for logic, reasoning or otherwise. He loved that which did not exist, sometimes, spending days alone, only his thoughts to accompany him through the darkness that seemingly surrounded him. So, arguing with himself probably wasn't the best way to prove that he wasn't seemingly insane.

And here lies the best part of being an actor. You get to play a character so far from anyone's expectations of you. Take on a new skin, a new hat if you will. But, Ethan was not an actor, and of course, he WAS crazy. He knew that. He at least had to be schizophrenic. Conversations with himself were what kept him alive for the most part. Many gave him strange looks. Even more looked the other way. But, He didn't mind. He didn't see school as a social thing. Not then.

Bullshit. "What?" You heard me. Bullshit. "Shut up.!" No. Admit it. you want to make friends, but your too afraid. I'm not afraid. I'll tell anyone I want. "Go away.!" No, Ethan. Enough of this. Get out of this gloomy place and make some friends. You can't lie to me. Go. Now. "Leave me alone. JUST SHUT UP!"

It was at that moment, Ethan realized he had been shouting, so he buried his head in his arms, and closed his eyes, his cheeks blushing a champagne red. He and Scott, his near alter-ego always...Oh, so now were two people? "Now I never said that, so can you stop jumping to conclusions?"
He and Scott always argued, and could never really see eye to eye. Now, Ethan wasn't multiple personality, but he liked to create, this is were Scott came in. Scott was always there to cause trouble. He was the side of Ethan that only existed in his head, and always stayed there. But, Ethan was fine with that, just as long as things remained as he was accustom.

After a minuet, he sat up, and opened his science book to the right page, and began to read the tiny lettering.



You… bit a pillow? Why?



NAME:Zach
AGE:17
GENDER:Male
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