Post by David Summers on Jun 7, 2012 20:10:20 GMT -5
Name: David Summers
Species: Vampire
Abilities: Super strength, Invulnerability, Super agility, Super senses
Alignment: Lawful / Good
Occupation: Keeper of the Peace
Brief History: He was an ordinary kid, interested in the whole supernatural ideal. He followed, he snooped until he met the wrong person. Bit by a vampire he was 'recruited'. But his whole sector had been killed by hunters and he was the last one left. When they had first invaded, he had fled not caring about the others. Now he travels around, seeing himself as the golden apple of the crab apple tree that is the vampire species. He hunts them, he stops them and he is one of them.
Practice Post: The night wind blew by him, ruffling his black hair and his dark trench coat. Dropping from the building he looked around and sniffed the air. Running forward with impossible speed the young man spotted a dark skinned male attacking a young gothic female. Without any hesitation he rushed forward and tackled away the other vampire. Wrestling with the other, using his supernatural strength but his was countered by the others. But unlike this dark man, he had experience fighting other vampires. Finally pushing the other through a brick wall and stunning him David looked around. Reaching into the back of his coat he removed a small sharp wooden stake. Stabbing it through the dark vampire with all of his strength he let out a gasp. - A tape recorder flicks on and a loud sigh is heard. “Who am I?” A soft scoff is heard and then the male voice continues, “I am David Summers. At least that is my name. I am a vampire but not the scary kind people always are on about. I fight for the good side of the spectrum, despite the objections of my brethren. I have met with Hunters and have been forced to kill a few. Unlike they believe I am good. They just can’t see it. I possess some serious information for a Hunter. Our weaknesses are many. Sunlight, beheading, The Colt, Angels can kill us without a problem. But a big one is the blood of a dead man. Not all blood is good for us, contrary to popular belief. I am looking for a Hunter to team up with and meet, one who will not judge me based on my race alone. I am more than just a vampire.” The tape clicks off. - He sighed and looked down at the staked vampire. Raising his hands he placed them on either side of the man’s head and with a tremendous feat of strength (which was regular for him) he ripped free the head. As the body fell he turned and walked away. The chilly wind ran through him as he walked, looking around he pulled the collar up higher.
Species: Vampire
Abilities: Super strength, Invulnerability, Super agility, Super senses
Alignment: Lawful / Good
Occupation: Keeper of the Peace
Brief History: He was an ordinary kid, interested in the whole supernatural ideal. He followed, he snooped until he met the wrong person. Bit by a vampire he was 'recruited'. But his whole sector had been killed by hunters and he was the last one left. When they had first invaded, he had fled not caring about the others. Now he travels around, seeing himself as the golden apple of the crab apple tree that is the vampire species. He hunts them, he stops them and he is one of them.
Practice Post: The night wind blew by him, ruffling his black hair and his dark trench coat. Dropping from the building he looked around and sniffed the air. Running forward with impossible speed the young man spotted a dark skinned male attacking a young gothic female. Without any hesitation he rushed forward and tackled away the other vampire. Wrestling with the other, using his supernatural strength but his was countered by the others. But unlike this dark man, he had experience fighting other vampires. Finally pushing the other through a brick wall and stunning him David looked around. Reaching into the back of his coat he removed a small sharp wooden stake. Stabbing it through the dark vampire with all of his strength he let out a gasp. - A tape recorder flicks on and a loud sigh is heard. “Who am I?” A soft scoff is heard and then the male voice continues, “I am David Summers. At least that is my name. I am a vampire but not the scary kind people always are on about. I fight for the good side of the spectrum, despite the objections of my brethren. I have met with Hunters and have been forced to kill a few. Unlike they believe I am good. They just can’t see it. I possess some serious information for a Hunter. Our weaknesses are many. Sunlight, beheading, The Colt, Angels can kill us without a problem. But a big one is the blood of a dead man. Not all blood is good for us, contrary to popular belief. I am looking for a Hunter to team up with and meet, one who will not judge me based on my race alone. I am more than just a vampire.” The tape clicks off. - He sighed and looked down at the staked vampire. Raising his hands he placed them on either side of the man’s head and with a tremendous feat of strength (which was regular for him) he ripped free the head. As the body fell he turned and walked away. The chilly wind ran through him as he walked, looking around he pulled the collar up higher.