Post by Gabe dos Santos on Jun 29, 2014 12:32:26 GMT -6
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FULL NAME::Gabriel Gabe Luiz dos Santos
NICKNAMES:: Gabe, "that asshole over there"
GENDER:: Male
ACTUAL AGE:: 73
APPARENT AGE::22
SPECIES/RACE:: Vampire
PREFERRED PRONOUNS:: He/Him/His
SEXUAL ORIENTATION:: Panromantic Pansexual
FACECLAIM:: Marlon Teixeira
NATIONALITY:: Brazilian
HEIGHT:: 6'2
HAIR:: Brown
EYES:: Hazel
SKIN:: Bronze
DISTINGUISHING MARKS:: There's a thin scar running down the base of his neck, on the right. It's from the neck wound that resulted in what should have been his death. He's got other small scars, mostly on his hands and knuckles, from scrappy fights.
APPEARANCE:: Gabe is tall. Not abnormally so, though when he was still alive he was definitely the tallest in his classes, though now it isn't as noticeable. His mop of hair doesn't help, either - it's long enough to make some truly ridiculous bedhead, but too short to be pulled back. It's very shiny and hangs in loose brown curls over his ears and eyes. Pair that with his heavy stubble and he can look quite dishevelled.
He has well-formed features; a heavy brow with thick eyebrows covers deep set hazel eyes. His eyes aren't very wide but they are expressive, though normally he uses that to his advantage to look appealing to potential victims to feed from. His lips are full and pouty, with a deep V formed below the philtrum.
In terms of wardrobe, Gabe varies heavily in taste. He favours an old leather jacket from his human days, though the leather is starting to crack heavily with age, and he pairs this with old band shirts or stupid slogans. In the eighties he frequently went shirtless and went around in just the jacket. When he has to, he'll dress up and he cleans up quite nicely, but he is much happier in old ripped jeans and converse. He loves converse.
PERSONALITY:: To those who don't know him, Gabe can often come across as the average guy in his early twenties: that is, an idiot. Interested only in hedonism and pleasure. And he does like those things, though that's really just a front he puts up to make himself seem less threatening - because if someone underestimates you, it's that much easier to rip their head clean off their neck. Which he does, quite happily even. Sometimes he scalps his victims, just because he can.
When he's not hunting for a meal, Gabe might turn up the charm and hit a bar. He likes relaxing among those who are his apparent age, because he's still young enough to adapt quickly and enjoys a night out. And if he has some fun while he's out, that's just a bonus.
Gabe is very much like an oversized housecat, and when he gets bored he lazes around and complains about not being entertained. Those that he considers friends or lovers are people he would trust with his life, and to be betrayed by one means that he would do anything in his power to kill them, because he does not take betrayal well at all.
LIKES::
DISLIKES::
STRENGTHS::
WEAKNESSES::
SECRETS:: Every so often he gets pain over his heart from the arrow injury. He never mentions it but you can usually tell when it's bothering him because he's extra grumpy and sadistic.
RANK:: None
POWERS::
WEAKNESSES::
HOMETOWN:: Santa Cruz, California
PROFESSION:: None
PARENTS:: Felipe dos Santos and Antonia Gonzalez Silva dos Santos
SIBLINGS:: Younger sister, Célia dos Santos
CHILDREN:: N/A
EXTENDED FAMILY:: None
MARITAL STATUS:: Single
HISTORY:: As a child, Gabe was a precious little upstart. His father, a half-Portuguese, half-Japanese immigrant from Brazil, worked as an electrician to support their family. His mother was half-Portuguese and half-Amerindian, and a stay at home mother. Growing up, Gabe never had much trouble convincing neighbours or relatives of his innocence - he just flashed a big ol'grin and put on his best Good Boy voice. Could have gotten away with murder.
His parents doted on his younger sister, Célia, six years younger than Gabe. That suited him fine; by the time she was four he was already running about the street with some of the rowdier children. They were troublemakers, poking at cats and causing mischief. It didn't stop, as he got older, it got crueler and definitely more illegal. Gabe had no qualms about setting fire to a business - enjoyed it, really, and set three different stores off the Boardwalk ablaze before he turned twenty.
He and his friends got into fights with other groups around Santa Cruz, all while his parents despaired about the route their son had chosen. When he was eighteen they'd had no choice but to kick him out - Célia cried and clung to him, but he gently pushed her off and walked out the door. His sister was the only person in his family that liked him and vice versa, and while he regretted not being able to see her grow older he had too much of a penchant for trouble and left.
During one of his fights, Gabe was struck at the base of his neck with a broken bottle. He'd been cut with them before, but this one just managed to nick the vein, just enough. Choking and bleeding out on the ground, his friends fled and left him to die, but there was luck with him that night. The scent of his blood had attracted a vampire named Anna, and she offered him a chance to live. With spots developing in his growing-fuzzy vision, he nodded. Anna turned him that night.
They travelled up and down the California coast, avoiding Santa Cruz for a decade or two so that Gabe would be less recognizable to any locals who had known him before his death. During that time Anna turned two more, Dave and Paolo, who became Gabe's good friends. The quartet returned to Santa Cruz in the early eighties, content to set up shop for a decade or two before moving on.
Unfortunately, things went sour later in the decade, and after an unfortunate incident involving some goddamn teenagers, a record player, and some old archery equipment, they had to pack up and get out of the city fast as they could. It was a year or two before Gabe recovered from his injuries - a vampire he may have been, but he'd been hurt quite badly.
In the mid-2000s, the quartet split up, choosing to part amicably for a while. Much as they liked each other, it was also time for a break from one another. Gabe now goes where he pleases, content to follow the open roads where ever they may take him.
OOC NAME:: Alana
ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE:: THIS MANY
ANY NOTES:: FORUM AUNTIE
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:: [mamaaaa just killed a maaaan]
{ Gabe Luiz dos Santos }
FULL NAME::
NICKNAMES:: Gabe, "that asshole over there"
GENDER:: Male
ACTUAL AGE:: 73
APPARENT AGE::22
SPECIES/RACE:: Vampire
PREFERRED PRONOUNS:: He/Him/His
SEXUAL ORIENTATION:: Panromantic Pansexual
{ APPEARANCE } |
FACECLAIM:: Marlon Teixeira
NATIONALITY:: Brazilian
HEIGHT:: 6'2
HAIR:: Brown
EYES:: Hazel
SKIN:: Bronze
DISTINGUISHING MARKS:: There's a thin scar running down the base of his neck, on the right. It's from the neck wound that resulted in what should have been his death. He's got other small scars, mostly on his hands and knuckles, from scrappy fights.
APPEARANCE:: Gabe is tall. Not abnormally so, though when he was still alive he was definitely the tallest in his classes, though now it isn't as noticeable. His mop of hair doesn't help, either - it's long enough to make some truly ridiculous bedhead, but too short to be pulled back. It's very shiny and hangs in loose brown curls over his ears and eyes. Pair that with his heavy stubble and he can look quite dishevelled.
He has well-formed features; a heavy brow with thick eyebrows covers deep set hazel eyes. His eyes aren't very wide but they are expressive, though normally he uses that to his advantage to look appealing to potential victims to feed from. His lips are full and pouty, with a deep V formed below the philtrum.
In terms of wardrobe, Gabe varies heavily in taste. He favours an old leather jacket from his human days, though the leather is starting to crack heavily with age, and he pairs this with old band shirts or stupid slogans. In the eighties he frequently went shirtless and went around in just the jacket. When he has to, he'll dress up and he cleans up quite nicely, but he is much happier in old ripped jeans and converse. He loves converse.
{ PERSONALITY } |
PERSONALITY:: To those who don't know him, Gabe can often come across as the average guy in his early twenties: that is, an idiot. Interested only in hedonism and pleasure. And he does like those things, though that's really just a front he puts up to make himself seem less threatening - because if someone underestimates you, it's that much easier to rip their head clean off their neck. Which he does, quite happily even. Sometimes he scalps his victims, just because he can.
When he's not hunting for a meal, Gabe might turn up the charm and hit a bar. He likes relaxing among those who are his apparent age, because he's still young enough to adapt quickly and enjoys a night out. And if he has some fun while he's out, that's just a bonus.
Gabe is very much like an oversized housecat, and when he gets bored he lazes around and complains about not being entertained. Those that he considers friends or lovers are people he would trust with his life, and to be betrayed by one means that he would do anything in his power to kill them, because he does not take betrayal well at all.
LIKES::
- Drinking (Blood or alcohol, or blood in alcohol, he's not picky)
- Arson
- Skateboarding
- Motorcycles
- Leopards
- Classic Rock
DISLIKES::
- Record players
- Archery
- Twerp teenagers
- Holy ground
- Interrupted plans
STRENGTHS::
- Multilingual (English, Spanish, Portuguese, Japanese)
- Creative
- Glamouring
- Parkour (He thought it seemed fun)
- Damn good poker face
WEAKNESSES::
- Boredom
- Patience
- Can't resist a challenge
- Hates looking weak
- Distractable
SECRETS:: Every so often he gets pain over his heart from the arrow injury. He never mentions it but you can usually tell when it's bothering him because he's extra grumpy and sadistic.
{ RACIAL SPECIFICS } |
RANK:: None
POWERS::
- Glamour
- Strength
- Heightened Senses
WEAKNESSES::
- Sunlight
- Stakes
- Decapitation
{ BACKGROUND } |
HOMETOWN:: Santa Cruz, California
PROFESSION:: None
PARENTS:: Felipe dos Santos and Antonia Gonzalez Silva dos Santos
SIBLINGS:: Younger sister, Célia dos Santos
CHILDREN:: N/A
EXTENDED FAMILY:: None
MARITAL STATUS:: Single
HISTORY:: As a child, Gabe was a precious little upstart. His father, a half-Portuguese, half-Japanese immigrant from Brazil, worked as an electrician to support their family. His mother was half-Portuguese and half-Amerindian, and a stay at home mother. Growing up, Gabe never had much trouble convincing neighbours or relatives of his innocence - he just flashed a big ol'grin and put on his best Good Boy voice. Could have gotten away with murder.
His parents doted on his younger sister, Célia, six years younger than Gabe. That suited him fine; by the time she was four he was already running about the street with some of the rowdier children. They were troublemakers, poking at cats and causing mischief. It didn't stop, as he got older, it got crueler and definitely more illegal. Gabe had no qualms about setting fire to a business - enjoyed it, really, and set three different stores off the Boardwalk ablaze before he turned twenty.
He and his friends got into fights with other groups around Santa Cruz, all while his parents despaired about the route their son had chosen. When he was eighteen they'd had no choice but to kick him out - Célia cried and clung to him, but he gently pushed her off and walked out the door. His sister was the only person in his family that liked him and vice versa, and while he regretted not being able to see her grow older he had too much of a penchant for trouble and left.
During one of his fights, Gabe was struck at the base of his neck with a broken bottle. He'd been cut with them before, but this one just managed to nick the vein, just enough. Choking and bleeding out on the ground, his friends fled and left him to die, but there was luck with him that night. The scent of his blood had attracted a vampire named Anna, and she offered him a chance to live. With spots developing in his growing-fuzzy vision, he nodded. Anna turned him that night.
They travelled up and down the California coast, avoiding Santa Cruz for a decade or two so that Gabe would be less recognizable to any locals who had known him before his death. During that time Anna turned two more, Dave and Paolo, who became Gabe's good friends. The quartet returned to Santa Cruz in the early eighties, content to set up shop for a decade or two before moving on.
Unfortunately, things went sour later in the decade, and after an unfortunate incident involving some goddamn teenagers, a record player, and some old archery equipment, they had to pack up and get out of the city fast as they could. It was a year or two before Gabe recovered from his injuries - a vampire he may have been, but he'd been hurt quite badly.
In the mid-2000s, the quartet split up, choosing to part amicably for a while. Much as they liked each other, it was also time for a break from one another. Gabe now goes where he pleases, content to follow the open roads where ever they may take him.
{ OUT OF CHARACTER } |
OOC NAME:: Alana
ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE:: THIS MANY
ANY NOTES:: FORUM AUNTIE
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:: [mamaaaa just killed a maaaan]
