Post by soren on Oct 8, 2008 1:03:59 GMT -1
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Character Name:
SOREN MICHELE SVENDSEN
Species:
Vampire
Age, Gender:
Male,
He was born February 14 ,1895. He was turned into vampire October 31 1930
Description:
Soren's night a sore sight for the eyes. It's quite the opposite actually. His looks are fairly plain, hazel eyes, dirty blonde hair. He's not a body builder but more… model fit. although he could be found at the gym on rare days, Soren keeps his personal exercise habits to himself. Sometimes he has a little stomach but it's usually worked off in the next month or so. He has nice long legs and arms to accompany then. High cheek bones, the works. Clearly a victim for gayness/cross dresser. Even though he's shy as hell, Soren takes his manhood proudly and would never want to be mistaken for a woman… again.
Personality:
Soren is like every other vampire. He has his likes. Girls, nachos, cars, gum, music, cameras, windows, the out doors doing the time warp and distractions! Even if it was the most randomness of times or he's just trying to make a quick get away, Soren knows how to use the "Look a distraction!" To the fullest effect. He has his dislikes too. The main one is people who support veganism {P.E.T.A= People eating tasty animals}. Soren is very shy. When it comes to meeting new people or talking to them in general, he really can't bring himself into doing so. He just freezes up and end the people get too pissed of or too confused to really try to have a conversation with him. He's not a real dork but Soren has been know to be a jerk at times. When it comes to animals he doesn't mind hitting a few of them or eating them for that matter. Animals are just that, Animals and should be treated as such. When it comes to gay people he's the exact same way. Minus the eating part… Having two left feet, Soren has a knack for tripping over himself. He's probably the most clumsiest person in the world. It's really a terrible flaw beause when he accidently trips onto a perosn bigger then him, things really don't even out well.
History:
On the day of February 14, 1895 a baby was born. Who knew what kind of life the poor unfortunate soul would lead. Life was good for the first eight years. Until his father found out he was doing ballet. He had a cruel fit and claimed in seven days he was going to make Soren into a man. Although he failed because Soren was so much into dancing he couldn't think of life without it. His father tried everything from football to bowling to even soccer! Failed, every single one.
His mother then grew some senses and decided that her son should be able o make his own choices. So she exposed him to the art of photography. He didn't like his new alternative to dancing but it was better then nothing. There was even a teacher who taught him how to shoot with the best angles and everything. But those student teacher relationships never last seeing as the man plummeted to his death about 20 feet from the ground. Soren was indeed scared for life from gays and people not splatting to the splatting criteria.
We travel up from the young years to the beginnings of teenagehood. Things about the death of that man had quieted down a bit but Soren was still in shock. It was probably three years down the road and it still haunted every living moment of his life. Though another mysterious stranger came into his life. His mother had long since passed and he was on his own anyways. So a little more company really wouldn't hurt? All his thinking changed though when the stranger turned out to be a vampire. And this stranger really didn't like the thought of Soren taking pictures for the rest of his miserable life. So he did what every other kind hearted vampire without a heart would do. He changed Soren into one of him. Against the will of the boy none the less.
Soren did not appreciate his new gift. Damned to roam the world forever. And every time he is threatened with death, he eagerly takes it; wondering if it is time for him to really leave the godforsaken planet.
Powers/Training/Experience/weaknesses
Soren is like every other vampire. Well he's good for nothing. The only thing he knows how to do is use a camera. He's not really strong enough the wield a weapon. The vampire has used a gun once or twice. Killing never really appealed to him. Taking one away from life, even if they deserved it was wrong. Soren's views of weakness are often viewed as failures. He is easily tricked into drinking holy water because he's to polite to say no and he's had more stakes in his body then one can count. But he never gets mad. He doesn't blame anyone for any of his mishaps and misfortunes. They all happen for a reason ¬¬
Family/Ties:
` father || Johnson Svendsen; 29; Chemist{deceased}
` mother || Dottie Svendsen; 22; dance instructor{deceased}[/font]
` siblings || Marrie Svendsen;unknown death age; Sister{deceased} [/font]
Additional information{just because i can}:
He kissed a boy and liked it. Yeah the song is lame but who cares… No type of denial will shake the feeling he got from it. ¬¬
Soren has killed a man. Yes he is a murderer. Probably the main reason why he's shy around people. Although it was a complete accident, the man died. He wasn't changed for it though the family of the man protested. But it has left a mind scaring image… Really he thought the man would "splat" more. It was going to mentally scare him for the rest of his life and he'd see it every time he closed his eyes but still…
He was a ballerina for five years. I was a program he wanted to do but it was only for girls so before he was fully developed, Soren's mother dressed him up as a female and he danced. Tough he's ashamed of it now most people; if they're lucky, will catch him randomly doing some steps.
Homophobia. It goes much deeper then the fact that they're the same sex.
No, it's just plain creepy weird and evil. Yeah it's evil. Why can't men be happier with women and women with men? Although he is a hypocrite when it comes to this area.
Spiders… Spiders are just… i rather not talk about this one…
He's also afraid of the dark. Doesn't like to be alone especially when it's dark. It was a fear that creeped onto him when he was younger and it stayed with him ever since
RP Sample:
A day at the park. Usually if you're a day walker, you enjoy the sun's rays beaming down on your already warm skin. The heat, the perspiration. those were humanly things only humans had. Not vampires. Even the most skilled of vampires couldn't resist the urge to walk out into the light. It was a cool winter's night. The bird's laid in their nest; nestled together to keep warm. Raccoons raided the uncovered trashed cans, spreading along garbage in their paths. There was another creature out on a night such of this. He had an incurable thirst. Sometimes he was good at controlling it, but on those off days, the days when it's best to avoid this creature, his eyes shone red and fiery for his cursed passion, his skin pale and very papery, his hands hollow and filled with random various twitching.
This creature had many names. Walker of the night, master of the night, vampire. But this creature preferred to be called Soren, his birth name. Sure many vampires forget the even of their past lives. They have to move on every year. It's only obvious that they don't age. Shape shifting is something no one has accomplished, that is to Soren's knowledge on vampires. He never really encountered others like him. Sure a few hunters and creatures like that, but he was always a loner since the death of his parents. Even his vampire lord who had turned him hadn't stayed long.
Being with people caused the blonde boy to shiver. He never really liked the thought of being with others. It wasn't like he didn't like others, it's just he never knew anything then what he had taught himself. Even the wise teachings of his Lord and his lord had proven lost. The vampire would never be able to grasp what it was like to be in the company of others. The eyes of a killer. He called it that when he was on the move for a midnight meal. He gazed at his surroundings only seeing the raccoons scurry away, apparently happy with their "dirty" work. The vampire's eyes traveled every which way, trying to spot his next meal. There was no one in his normal view. He sighed slowly and placed his hands in the pockets of his fleece trenchcoat.
It was a bit disappointing, knowing that the only way he was going to quench his thirst was by feasting on the animals who lived in the park. He heard the rustle of squirrels and prepared for an attack but something ceased his movement. The blond listen carefully as he heard the footsteps of two young woman move steadily along to each others' pace; totally oblivious of the monster that lurked in their shadows.
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