Post by Everett Vernon on Jul 25, 2014 14:07:58 GMT -6
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{ EVERETT CONRAD VERNON }
FULL NAME:: Everett Conrad Vernon
NICKNAMES:: Ev
GENDER:: Male
ACTUAL AGE:: 250
APPARENT AGE:: 45
SPECIES/RACE:: Vampire
PREFERRED PRONOUNS::
SEXUAL ORIENTATION:: Unknown to him
NICKNAMES:: Ev
GENDER:: Male
ACTUAL AGE:: 250
APPARENT AGE:: 45
SPECIES/RACE:: Vampire
PREFERRED PRONOUNS::
SEXUAL ORIENTATION:: Unknown to him
{ APPEARANCE } |
FACECLAIM:: Norman Reedus
NATIONALITY::French American
HEIGHT:: 6' 0
HAIR:: Neck length dark brown shaggy and messy hair
EYES:: Pretty blue
SKIN:: Not pale, but olive tone
DISTINGUISHING MARKS:: Mole above the right corner of his mouth
APPEARANCE:: Most people noticed that Everett is kind of scruffy looking; he has that bad guy look to him. He has thin lips that always seem to be hiding a smirk. There is also a mole that located on the upper right side of his mouth. His eyes are a sharp and piercing blue color. He isn’t a hugely muscular guy, but his arms are very well defined and so are his pecks.
His hair is a dark brown that has some blonde left in it, it is also neck length and very shaggy looking. He sports a scruffy goatee that seems to match perfectly with his messy long locks.
He will most likely be seen wearing cargo pants, black leather jacket or vest, combat boots, shirts that are olive, green, black or neutral colored with pockets, plaid button shirts or wife beaters. He isn’t a very snazzy dresser; he looks either like a biker or a hunter that had got done being in the woods for a few days. If he ever does dress up, he’ll wear blue jeans and a nice button shirt.
He does have some tattoos on his body; one is a devil on his arm, demons on his back, a snake wrapped around his left leg.
NATIONALITY::French American
HEIGHT:: 6' 0
HAIR:: Neck length dark brown shaggy and messy hair
EYES:: Pretty blue
SKIN:: Not pale, but olive tone
DISTINGUISHING MARKS:: Mole above the right corner of his mouth
APPEARANCE:: Most people noticed that Everett is kind of scruffy looking; he has that bad guy look to him. He has thin lips that always seem to be hiding a smirk. There is also a mole that located on the upper right side of his mouth. His eyes are a sharp and piercing blue color. He isn’t a hugely muscular guy, but his arms are very well defined and so are his pecks.
His hair is a dark brown that has some blonde left in it, it is also neck length and very shaggy looking. He sports a scruffy goatee that seems to match perfectly with his messy long locks.
He will most likely be seen wearing cargo pants, black leather jacket or vest, combat boots, shirts that are olive, green, black or neutral colored with pockets, plaid button shirts or wife beaters. He isn’t a very snazzy dresser; he looks either like a biker or a hunter that had got done being in the woods for a few days. If he ever does dress up, he’ll wear blue jeans and a nice button shirt.
He does have some tattoos on his body; one is a devil on his arm, demons on his back, a snake wrapped around his left leg.
{ PERSONALITY } |
PERSONALITY::
Socially awkward is the perfect word to describe Everett. He has never been a people person. Sometimes he'll just grunt or make a sound when your asking him a question and there are other times he won't say anything at all. He doesn't trust people very well either, you have to really get to know him in order to get in his circle of trust.
If someone is crying or upset, he'll just ignore them and even try to remove himself from the problem. He doesn't necessarily like to be bothered and the only time he'll talk is when he is needed from the council.
He is a very loyal guy, if he likes and trust you, he will do anything for you and if needed protect you. Although he seems like a asshole and even a bad guy, he really isn't and if he sees a innocent person being harm or comes face to face with someone who assaulted a innocent, he'll beat the crap out of the offender.
When it comes to women and children, he tends to have a soft spot while being weird about it at the same time. He doesn't really like seeing someone hurt, but he also doesn't show that it bothers him. He tends to keep everything locked inside and will explode if someone tries to pry into what he is feeling and thinking. He also isn't a very forgiving person, if you wrong him then it's over and there isn't much that you can do to win him back.
LIKES::
SECRETS::
Socially awkward is the perfect word to describe Everett. He has never been a people person. Sometimes he'll just grunt or make a sound when your asking him a question and there are other times he won't say anything at all. He doesn't trust people very well either, you have to really get to know him in order to get in his circle of trust.
If someone is crying or upset, he'll just ignore them and even try to remove himself from the problem. He doesn't necessarily like to be bothered and the only time he'll talk is when he is needed from the council.
He is a very loyal guy, if he likes and trust you, he will do anything for you and if needed protect you. Although he seems like a asshole and even a bad guy, he really isn't and if he sees a innocent person being harm or comes face to face with someone who assaulted a innocent, he'll beat the crap out of the offender.
When it comes to women and children, he tends to have a soft spot while being weird about it at the same time. He doesn't really like seeing someone hurt, but he also doesn't show that it bothers him. He tends to keep everything locked inside and will explode if someone tries to pry into what he is feeling and thinking. He also isn't a very forgiving person, if you wrong him then it's over and there isn't much that you can do to win him back.
LIKES::
- Motorcycles
- Being by himself and being left alone
- Hunting and tracking
- Art
- Being outdoors and doing outdoor activities
- Watching humans interact
- Reading
- Traveling
- Seeing the world
- Learning new things
- Stupid vampires who can't control themselves or make a scene around humans
- His memory manipulation power
- The daylight
- Nosy people
- Being controlled
- People who "try" to figure him out
- Being treated like he has a problem
- Those who underestimate people, it'll get you killed
- Seeing horrible memories
- Survival instincts
- Tracking ability
- Not taking shit from people
- Observation skills
- Being able to not have rely on his vampire ability to hunt
- Memory manipulation(Seeing a bad memory can take a toll on him)
- Being socially awkward
- At times women and children
- Getting angry and controlling it
- Abusive people
{ RACIAL SPECIFICS } |
RANK:: Fourth Full Moon Vampire Council Member
POWERS::
POWERS::
- Memory Manipulation
- Heightened tracking ability
- Strength
- Heightened sense
- Invulnerability
- Sunlight
- Decapitation
- Blood starvation
- Ashwood Stakes
- Bad memories
{ BACKGROUND } |
HOMETOWN:: Toronto, Canada
PROFESSION:: Fourth Full Moon Council; Running own garage
PARENTS:: Louis Pallazzo(Father), Marie Vernon Pallazzo(Mother)
SIBLINGS:: None
CHILDREN:: None
EXTENDED FAMILY:: None that he knows of
MARITAL STATUS:: Single
HISTORY::
Everett was born to a French Man and a English woman who moved to Canada for religious freedom and the chance to own their own land. Louis was a simple farmer and Hazel was a typical woman of 1800 time. He had very modest upbringing, his father taught him how to become a farmer and also how to hunt, track and trap which he seem to excel in than farming.
Everett and his father never got along, mainly because Everett longed to do other things than just settle down and farm for the rest of his life. He wished to go off and see the world and to expand his knowledge, which his father thought was just young boy foolishness.
A lot of the village girls took a fancy to Everett, guess the whole mysterious guy who never says anything was actually a attractive quality. He of course didn’t notice anyone, no one really stood out to him and he would rather be in the woods and be by himself than be in a crowd. His parents didn’t like how anti-social their son was and things finally took a turn for the worst.
His father died from a strange illness when he was 20 and his mother remarried almost soon after, she became a different woman. Her new husband family came from a rather well to do family that owned half of the village they lived in. His mother was very strong spirited, but then she became docile and married an abusive and controlling man. Everett didn’t like her new husband and the two never got along. His mother would always have fresh new bruises and finally Everett had enough. He invited his stepfather out to the woods to teach the stupid oaf how to hunt and track, the man was absolutely worthless unless it came to gambling and drinking.
They had gotten 100 miles into the woods, tracking a herd of deer when Everett struck his stepfather with his gun, knocking him to the ground and proceeded to beat him to an inch of his life. He finally stopped and just left him out in the woods when a very beautiful woman approached him. He had never really paid much attention to any females that had come across his path, but this one… was different. She was flawless and graceful that he wondered how a human could be this beautiful.
She looked at him with curiosity, it made no sense to him why a woman wouldn’t be horrified to seeing someone being beaten. She just cocked her head to the side, staring at the bleeding man he had beaten then to him with curiosity much like that a cat would do when they see something interesting. He said nothing and she said nothing, just slowly approaching him and placed her hand on his cheek. He flinched naturally but remained still, staring into the eyes of this strange being. When she spoke, her voice was soft and lovely, it even put him at ease. The two talked for bit, just walking around in the forest till she leaned forward and plunged her fangs into his neck.
The next thing he knew, he woke up and everything was heightened; he could smells things that he never smelt before and could hear things that were miles and miles away. He didn’t understand what had become of him till he remembered the beautiful woman and what she had done. He had heard of legends and stories, but he never really put to much thought into it because that’s all they were supposed to be, legends and stories. He knew that he couldn’t go back home and just decided to set off into the world like he always wanted.
Finding that he had a special talent came as a surprise. First, he couldn’t control it and had accidentally erased a young woman’s memory when he saw in her past that she had been a victim on assault. Taking that memory stayed with him and replayed in his mind over and over again, it almost drove him mad and made him not even want to be around nobody in fear that he would do the same thing again. He tried to control this ability and finally the memory had gone away and after years and years of exploring and honing his powers, he was much more comfortable being around someone as comfortable as his social awkwardness would let him.
He was pulled into the council when Charlotte discovered that he could manipulate memories. Normally he wouldn’t join such a group, but guess being apart of something that actually meant something was better than being a nobody.
After many years of learning, exploring and trying new things he decided to open his own shop. He came to love motorcycles; it was the ultimate feeling of freedom that he didn’t have to be a vampire and opened his own shop.
PROFESSION:: Fourth Full Moon Council; Running own garage
PARENTS:: Louis Pallazzo(Father), Marie Vernon Pallazzo(Mother)
SIBLINGS:: None
CHILDREN:: None
EXTENDED FAMILY:: None that he knows of
MARITAL STATUS:: Single
HISTORY::
Everett was born to a French Man and a English woman who moved to Canada for religious freedom and the chance to own their own land. Louis was a simple farmer and Hazel was a typical woman of 1800 time. He had very modest upbringing, his father taught him how to become a farmer and also how to hunt, track and trap which he seem to excel in than farming.
Everett and his father never got along, mainly because Everett longed to do other things than just settle down and farm for the rest of his life. He wished to go off and see the world and to expand his knowledge, which his father thought was just young boy foolishness.
A lot of the village girls took a fancy to Everett, guess the whole mysterious guy who never says anything was actually a attractive quality. He of course didn’t notice anyone, no one really stood out to him and he would rather be in the woods and be by himself than be in a crowd. His parents didn’t like how anti-social their son was and things finally took a turn for the worst.
His father died from a strange illness when he was 20 and his mother remarried almost soon after, she became a different woman. Her new husband family came from a rather well to do family that owned half of the village they lived in. His mother was very strong spirited, but then she became docile and married an abusive and controlling man. Everett didn’t like her new husband and the two never got along. His mother would always have fresh new bruises and finally Everett had enough. He invited his stepfather out to the woods to teach the stupid oaf how to hunt and track, the man was absolutely worthless unless it came to gambling and drinking.
They had gotten 100 miles into the woods, tracking a herd of deer when Everett struck his stepfather with his gun, knocking him to the ground and proceeded to beat him to an inch of his life. He finally stopped and just left him out in the woods when a very beautiful woman approached him. He had never really paid much attention to any females that had come across his path, but this one… was different. She was flawless and graceful that he wondered how a human could be this beautiful.
She looked at him with curiosity, it made no sense to him why a woman wouldn’t be horrified to seeing someone being beaten. She just cocked her head to the side, staring at the bleeding man he had beaten then to him with curiosity much like that a cat would do when they see something interesting. He said nothing and she said nothing, just slowly approaching him and placed her hand on his cheek. He flinched naturally but remained still, staring into the eyes of this strange being. When she spoke, her voice was soft and lovely, it even put him at ease. The two talked for bit, just walking around in the forest till she leaned forward and plunged her fangs into his neck.
The next thing he knew, he woke up and everything was heightened; he could smells things that he never smelt before and could hear things that were miles and miles away. He didn’t understand what had become of him till he remembered the beautiful woman and what she had done. He had heard of legends and stories, but he never really put to much thought into it because that’s all they were supposed to be, legends and stories. He knew that he couldn’t go back home and just decided to set off into the world like he always wanted.
Finding that he had a special talent came as a surprise. First, he couldn’t control it and had accidentally erased a young woman’s memory when he saw in her past that she had been a victim on assault. Taking that memory stayed with him and replayed in his mind over and over again, it almost drove him mad and made him not even want to be around nobody in fear that he would do the same thing again. He tried to control this ability and finally the memory had gone away and after years and years of exploring and honing his powers, he was much more comfortable being around someone as comfortable as his social awkwardness would let him.
He was pulled into the council when Charlotte discovered that he could manipulate memories. Normally he wouldn’t join such a group, but guess being apart of something that actually meant something was better than being a nobody.
After many years of learning, exploring and trying new things he decided to open his own shop. He came to love motorcycles; it was the ultimate feeling of freedom that he didn’t have to be a vampire and opened his own shop.
{ OUT OF CHARACTER } |
OOC NAME:: Kelli
ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE:: 13 years
ANY NOTES:: Can't wait to start roleplaying on a site again
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE::
Thump, thump, thump, thump. Her heartbeat blocked out any other sound reaching her ears, it echoed like a bell in her mind and the only thing that was running through her mind and keeping her body moving was just the feeling to run and get out of here. She had encountered a rather beautiful, yet strange man with red eyes. He seemed nice at first, but then his whole demeanor changed and he said something about draining her dry.
Her legs only moved, barely even registering where she was going. She wanted to just leave, be safe and back home with her family. She was only a teenager, barely fifteen and wanted to go out on a hike in the woods and now a peaceful hike turned into a life of death situation. The man had reached out to grab her, making her run and ran after her. He was tormenting her, being so close to her that she could feel his cold breath against the nape of her neck, but then he would suddenly disappear before reappearing in-front of her.
"Please, let me go!" She begged, falling on her own two feet and stared up at the man with wide and feared full eyes. The man just licked his lips, walking calmly over to his prey, his movements as graceful as a mountain lion. He knelt down, catching the girl by her arm and pulled her to him. She kicked, screamed and hit him but nothing worked and he merely threw her against a tree. She coughed, feeling blood run down her chin and tried to get up, but felt a foot pressed against her back.
"Can't have you running away anymore." He cooed in a dark tone.
She whimpered when he pulled her hair, forcing her to look forward and felt his lips touch her neck before feeling a sharp canine threatening to break the skin. Then, he made a almost pained filled sound and was suddenly off her. She quickly scampered away, turning to see her almost killer have a arrow sticking out from his left eye socket. She was stunned, using her legs to move away and felt her back press against the tree that she was thrown into.
A man walked calmly over to the screaming back who had a arrow stuck in his eye, he had a cross bow in one hand and carried the usually heavy artillery like it was nothing. He grabbed the offense arrow, yanking it out from the vampires eye before wrapping his toned arm around the offending vampires neck, twisting his neck till it made a very sickening breaking sound. The vampire dropped at his feet now, he hadn't fully killed the vampire, but he needed to take care of the girl first. He turned now to the girl who was still scared out of her mind. "D-don't come near me I mean it!" She warned. He just cocked an eyebrow at her, continuing to walk over to where she was. He knelt down, grabbing her face in his hands. She tried fighting before he grabbed both of her wrist in one hand and bound them to the tree, the other hand gripped her chin to force her eyes to look into his blue ones.
"Forget what you saw." He said. The girls eyes suddenly went from tear stricken, to now empty and almost confused. He blocked her line of sight from the unconscious body of the vampire and made her stand. She didn't even ask him what his name was, only walking like a mindless and empty person into the direction of where she had been running. He then turn his attention back to the body, knowing he would have to dispose of it before the vampire could come back. He laid his cross bow against the tree, storming over to the offending vampire and made sure no one else was around before he started to dismember the body.
ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE:: 13 years
ANY NOTES:: Can't wait to start roleplaying on a site again
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE::
Thump, thump, thump, thump. Her heartbeat blocked out any other sound reaching her ears, it echoed like a bell in her mind and the only thing that was running through her mind and keeping her body moving was just the feeling to run and get out of here. She had encountered a rather beautiful, yet strange man with red eyes. He seemed nice at first, but then his whole demeanor changed and he said something about draining her dry.
Her legs only moved, barely even registering where she was going. She wanted to just leave, be safe and back home with her family. She was only a teenager, barely fifteen and wanted to go out on a hike in the woods and now a peaceful hike turned into a life of death situation. The man had reached out to grab her, making her run and ran after her. He was tormenting her, being so close to her that she could feel his cold breath against the nape of her neck, but then he would suddenly disappear before reappearing in-front of her.
"Please, let me go!" She begged, falling on her own two feet and stared up at the man with wide and feared full eyes. The man just licked his lips, walking calmly over to his prey, his movements as graceful as a mountain lion. He knelt down, catching the girl by her arm and pulled her to him. She kicked, screamed and hit him but nothing worked and he merely threw her against a tree. She coughed, feeling blood run down her chin and tried to get up, but felt a foot pressed against her back.
"Can't have you running away anymore." He cooed in a dark tone.
She whimpered when he pulled her hair, forcing her to look forward and felt his lips touch her neck before feeling a sharp canine threatening to break the skin. Then, he made a almost pained filled sound and was suddenly off her. She quickly scampered away, turning to see her almost killer have a arrow sticking out from his left eye socket. She was stunned, using her legs to move away and felt her back press against the tree that she was thrown into.
A man walked calmly over to the screaming back who had a arrow stuck in his eye, he had a cross bow in one hand and carried the usually heavy artillery like it was nothing. He grabbed the offense arrow, yanking it out from the vampires eye before wrapping his toned arm around the offending vampires neck, twisting his neck till it made a very sickening breaking sound. The vampire dropped at his feet now, he hadn't fully killed the vampire, but he needed to take care of the girl first. He turned now to the girl who was still scared out of her mind. "D-don't come near me I mean it!" She warned. He just cocked an eyebrow at her, continuing to walk over to where she was. He knelt down, grabbing her face in his hands. She tried fighting before he grabbed both of her wrist in one hand and bound them to the tree, the other hand gripped her chin to force her eyes to look into his blue ones.
"Forget what you saw." He said. The girls eyes suddenly went from tear stricken, to now empty and almost confused. He blocked her line of sight from the unconscious body of the vampire and made her stand. She didn't even ask him what his name was, only walking like a mindless and empty person into the direction of where she had been running. He then turn his attention back to the body, knowing he would have to dispose of it before the vampire could come back. He laid his cross bow against the tree, storming over to the offending vampire and made sure no one else was around before he started to dismember the body.
