Post by vaan on Nov 3, 2011 5:23:52 GMT -5
Name: Vaan Rin Bosh
Nick Name: Vaan
Race: Vampire
Gender:Male
Age:150
Appearance: His hair is brown and kept only to his shoulders. His eyes are a blue grey that looks like ice on a lake. He wears a Red coat with black pants and leather boots. He was goggles for his eyes and a red hat which hides his throwing daggers.. He also wears a pair of black gloves. He looks to be around 18.
Weapon: Two steel daggers that are kept up his coat sleeves.
He also has a set of throwing daggers. made of steel
History:Vaan was born to a young couple late one night. His mother had died giving birth to him. For the first ten years of his life he worked hard in school. His father was almost never home. When Vaan finished high school he went to work for the same people his father did. He was stuck with the night shift. He was working late on night when he left work it was only a few hours to dawn. He saw a man who looked deathly pale. He went to help the man but was bit. The man must have been searching for a long time. For when Vaan came to the man was standing there. "Boy" He called out. "You look almost exactly like my son. If you could would you want to life forever?" Vaan started to get up but was to weak to do so. The man laughed."You are as weak as a newborn and will die soon. So take the offer or die." Vaan only nodded his head. He drank the mans blood. Forgetting about his mother his father. Only the old man choose to call himself father. For the first few years his father brought the blood to him. Never having to see the victims when he finally was allowed to hunt on his own he felt sorry for those who died so he could live. When the lost war happened him and his father were living out in a rural area. His father started teaching him combat when he heard of the attack on a large group on vampires. They were to far away to be any help the Immortals. When peace was made they moved closer to the city. He eventually stopped hunting and just robbed blood banks. When the angels came and enslaved the vampires they caught him and his father. Being forced into slavery. He escaped one night at the cost of his father being killed to slow the angel that chased him. He quickly ran back to help his father. His father had wounded the angel badly but was dead himself. Taking his father's daggers which he was never without he ran off into the city. He joined up with other vampires. Joining in with a war that he finds useless. But doing what he must to have others around him.
- Extras-
Personality: He is very calm and try's to be the voice of reason not matter what the situation is. He will do anything to prevent the death of his allies but in the end he seems always to lose them. He is brutally honest at times but try's not to do it to often. He's scared of being alone. Ever since he was turned he had someone. So he will do almost anything to make sure he has at least one friend that does not have to fear him or be worryed that he might take there blood in the night.
Nick Name: Vaan
Race: Vampire
Gender:Male
Age:150
Appearance: His hair is brown and kept only to his shoulders. His eyes are a blue grey that looks like ice on a lake. He wears a Red coat with black pants and leather boots. He was goggles for his eyes and a red hat which hides his throwing daggers.. He also wears a pair of black gloves. He looks to be around 18.
Weapon: Two steel daggers that are kept up his coat sleeves.
He also has a set of throwing daggers. made of steel
History:Vaan was born to a young couple late one night. His mother had died giving birth to him. For the first ten years of his life he worked hard in school. His father was almost never home. When Vaan finished high school he went to work for the same people his father did. He was stuck with the night shift. He was working late on night when he left work it was only a few hours to dawn. He saw a man who looked deathly pale. He went to help the man but was bit. The man must have been searching for a long time. For when Vaan came to the man was standing there. "Boy" He called out. "You look almost exactly like my son. If you could would you want to life forever?" Vaan started to get up but was to weak to do so. The man laughed."You are as weak as a newborn and will die soon. So take the offer or die." Vaan only nodded his head. He drank the mans blood. Forgetting about his mother his father. Only the old man choose to call himself father. For the first few years his father brought the blood to him. Never having to see the victims when he finally was allowed to hunt on his own he felt sorry for those who died so he could live. When the lost war happened him and his father were living out in a rural area. His father started teaching him combat when he heard of the attack on a large group on vampires. They were to far away to be any help the Immortals. When peace was made they moved closer to the city. He eventually stopped hunting and just robbed blood banks. When the angels came and enslaved the vampires they caught him and his father. Being forced into slavery. He escaped one night at the cost of his father being killed to slow the angel that chased him. He quickly ran back to help his father. His father had wounded the angel badly but was dead himself. Taking his father's daggers which he was never without he ran off into the city. He joined up with other vampires. Joining in with a war that he finds useless. But doing what he must to have others around him.
- Extras-
Personality: He is very calm and try's to be the voice of reason not matter what the situation is. He will do anything to prevent the death of his allies but in the end he seems always to lose them. He is brutally honest at times but try's not to do it to often. He's scared of being alone. Ever since he was turned he had someone. So he will do almost anything to make sure he has at least one friend that does not have to fear him or be worryed that he might take there blood in the night.