Post by BLAINE JULIUS LANCASTER on Oct 22, 2010 0:30:11 GMT
BLAINE JULIUS LANCASTER !
(just a side note: doesn't he look so sexy? yeah, don't deny it. :P)
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(just a side note: doesn't he look so sexy? yeah, don't deny it. :P)
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FULL NAME; Blaine Julius Lancaster
NICKNAMES; Blaine, many profanities and insults to his supposed sexuality
AGE; Twenty-one
GENDER; Male
JOB; N/A
SEXUALITY; Bisexual (he thinks he's homosexual though, doesn't realize that he's interested in women)
MEMBER GROUP; Werewolf
POSITION; Leader
POWERS; N/A
FACE CLAIM; Steven R. McQueen (<3)
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LIKES; boys (and girls, again, doesn't know it), peace/quiet, smoking, football (erm, not the American one; the real one), boxing, martial arts, running, the outdoors, hot weather, basketball
DISLIKES; idiots, stereotypes, loud noises, annoyances, being manipulated, hypocrites, homophobic people, arguments, sex addicts, crankiness
POSITIVE TRAITS; charming, good listener, self-control, caring, brave
NEGATIVE TRAITS; heavy liar, stubborn, over-protective, short temper, reluctant to open up to others, easy to manipulate
GOALS; to find true love; to avenge his parents' deaths
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HOMETOWN; London, England
PARENTS; Liam Lancaster, biological father, deceased, 29 (at time of death), currently 49, werewolf
Elena Lancaster (nee Barrow), biological mother, deceased, 23 (at time of death), currently 43, human
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Scott Grey, biological uncle/adopted father, alive, 51, gifted human
Sarah Grey (nee Decker), biological aunt/adopted mother, alive, 51, gifted human
SIBLINGS; Marcus Grey, biological cousin/adopted brother, alive, 23, gifted human
OTHER FAMILY; N/A
HISTORY; Blaine never was a very happy kid when he was younger. His parents died when he was 5. They were killed by a demon, the reason unknown. Unknown to Blaine, they were killed by Benito Moore. Blaine was then an orphan and even though he was only 5, he easily understood that his parents would never come home.
Growing up, Blaine was adopted by his biological uncle and aunt. He grew close to their son, Marcus. As Blaine grew older, it became very clear that this young boy was very intelligent. He was also extremely clever. He would do things that would get him in trouble with his aunt and uncle but he would always lie. For example, if the dog got out of the house and got ran over by a truck, Blaine would say that he was too late to save the dog. Or he gave something expensive away in his house to one of his friends, he claimed that robbers had come and that he did what he should have done - hid and wait until they left. His aunt and uncle never found out that Blaine always lied to them.. but Marcus had a suspicion. And from this suspicion, Marcus grew to hate his cousin. After all, Blaine was starting to be seen as the innocent boy - the perfect child that Scott and Sarah Grey never had because their Marcus was too much of a troublemaker.
When Blaine turned 14, his aunt and uncle sent him to Brookland Academy and it was there that his view of his cousin was changed. Blaine found out that Marcus was a school-wide bully, picking on students younger than him. This was when Blaine put his past of lying behind him and started going against Marcus. Years and years passed and Blaine was saddened as Marcus suddenly left the academy without finishing his last year (Marcus was 21; Blaine was 19). Marcus left with one last remark of how Blaine was such a "good boy" and a "coward" like his parents. Too shocked to respond, Blaine could only watch as Marcus left.
It was a few days after Marcus made the remark about Blaine's parents that he remembered his quest to avenge his parents. Set on revenge, he tracked down the name of the person who had killed his parents in the war and came up with a name. Benito Moore. For the next year, he tried to find out if the man was dead or not and if he had children. Unknown to Blaine, a child of Benito was nearby in the name of Lillian Aimee Moore, fellow resident and co-leader of the demons. As of today, Blaine is now a twenty-one-year-old student and is still on the hunt for Benito Moore, unaware that his daughter is closer than he thought.
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ALIAS; Ryan
GENDER; Male
TIME ZONE; GMT-6
CONTACT; MSN (mmythboy@live.com); AIM (mmythboy@aol.com); PM
EXPERIENCE; 1 year and three-ish months - give or take a few days
RPING SAMPLE;Trevor wasn't really one to accept help. He liked doing everything himself with no support. His current situation was absolutely no exception. It didn't even matter to him that Rainier was nearly pleading with him. "No means no." he said firmly even though he knew that she would just ignore him. He shook his head, frustrated, "I can't. I'm not going to put you through that." His protests obviously weren't working since she kept pushing. He became even more frustrated. She didn't - couldn't even begin to - understand what he could do to her if he took her help. Maybe he wouldn't be able to restrain himself and accidentally kill her. Yeah, that was the most likely result.
Oh, fuck it. With a strained sigh, he scrambled back to her side, feeling his strength still slowly fading away. "You don't understand what I'm capable of." he muttered, "I haven't fed in weeks on account of my own ignorance. How am I supposed to know if I don't... accidentally ... kill you?" His gaze met hers and for a moment, the bloodlust went away. But only for a moment. And then for some reason - mostly implusive action - unknown to him, he leaned forward and kissed her softly. He was extra careful though, given that if he made one wrong move, he would make the mistake of biting her lip and go ballistic. He pulled back, his breath ragged for no apparent reason. His jaw wasn't aching now - it was burning. His head was pounding even harder now, giving him one hell of a migraine. He struggled to find something to say but came up empty-handed. Instead, he hugged her, enjoying the way her slim, beautiful frame fit into his arms.
His jaw burned at its worst now, sending pain shooting into every corner of his body. He was so dangerously close to her. All it took was one time. One bite to get the blood flowing. He would only take a little. No harm done. Sure, she'd have two punture marks on the side of her neck but that would heal in a week or two.
The horror struck him like a sledgehammer to the gut. What the hell was he thinking?! He shook his head slowly, breaking off their embrace. "I can't. I-I... It's not... We can't bite anybody." he murmured, feebly. It was true. Students weren't allowed to bite other students. Otherwise, every vampire would be high off of human blood and all the little bunnies and squirrels would live to get killed by a hawk later. Trevor swallowed nervously. Knowing Rainier, she probably would find a way around that rule. Or just break it, in general. "Well, there you go. I c-can't take your blood. Even if it meant not dying." And he knew it deep down. If he did drink her blood to live - which he didn't really plan on doing willingly-, he knew he wouldn't be able to stop. It was like an addiction. In the outside world, out of Hogwarts boundaries and rules, there were probably tons of vampires who lived off of human blood. It was probably a daily routine. Wake up, get dressed, eat breakfast (a human), go to work or whatever was used for the normal-person facade, have lunch (another human), go home, have dinner (another human), go to sleep, repeat. Addiction, he thought to himself.
To be honest, Trevor didn't even know why Rainier was still here. "A-aren't you even afraid?" he asked, pinning her with a stare. She looked so brave most of the time. And only once had Trevor seen a different side of her and unfortunately, it had been on the night he had tried to commit suicide. On that night, Rain had been a whole different person. A girl who was scared and lonely. Lost. Was that same girl here now, Trevor mused to himself. To him, it didn't seem like she was lonely now. Lost, maybe. Scared, possibly. But she had him - yet he might die in an undetermined amount of time because he refused to drink her blood to live.
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THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY MIADAY PARADE AND IS FOR HER USE ONLY.
THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY MIADAY PARADE AND IS FOR HER USE ONLY.