AltmerLover1313

Wow, long time no see you guys. I'm really thinking about joining this rp, but with an actually good character this time. I've basically gone back to basics in characterisation and power levels. I believe that if you can take a basic, normal character and turn them into a deep, well rounded individual, you have something special. I do have a question though: Can I leave bits of my character sheet hidden? I don't want everyone to know everything about my character as I'd like to them to find out about him through dialogue, etc.

It wasn't child rape, he was raped as a teenager. People spend years in that sort of institution but I'm done with the rp.

I think everyone is misunderstanding the concept entirely so I just won't even bother trying to make a character with depth anymore.

@Josh Theodorus would be a supporting character. I never intended him to be one of those characters who were always around. Every story has its background characters. Elders and Methuselahs have always been in the background, working their schemes and pulling strings. I don't want to give away special plot things he was about, but I could private message you those things. Theodorus is certainly not a Mary Sue and I never intended for him to be in such a characterisation. I did miscalculate his age though. It's around 1300 rather than 2300 hundred. Why wouldn't Cainite elders be at all interested in what is going on in London, despite the fact that it's London? Theodorus is a character much similar to Beckett and Myca/Sascha Vykos. A note of Tzimisce sects: Within the Sabbat, the Tzimisce are the spiritual leaders and scholars, in contrast with the Lasombra's preference to leadership and temporal power. While the Lasombra are the Cardinals and Bishops, the Tzimisce prefer being pack priests, Prisci, or even not having titles at all and focusing on personal development. Some people even ponder (out of earshot, of course) that the Tzimisce are not very sincere in their attachment to the sect, and that the only reasons they are even present amongst the Sabbat is their dislike of Camarilla clans (especially the Tremere) and not fitting with the Camarilla's policy of hiding among humans (Tzimisce tend to see humans as mere plaything below their consideration). However, those Tzimisce who show genuine dedication to the Sabbat ideal are paragons of their sect, impressing (and even scaring) other Sabbat with their fervor and contributions. However, in Eastern Europe, many Tzimisce give only lip service to the Sabbat, and prefer to live solitary unlives following their own pursuits. Most Sabbat give these Tzimisce leeway, since most of them are very old and very powerful. More than one upstart neonate has been toyed into an unrecognizable visceral mess by angry Tzimisce wanting to be left alone. @tokyobleach How long have you been playing or into WoD? This is a dark, horrifying world. Nothing is light and pseudo-horrific. Vampire: The Masquerade itself is a game of personal horror. If you think what I presented in my character is bad, just read the Baali Clanbook or Revelations of the Dark Mother. Let's not even forget that one of the big staples in Tzimisce culture is torture which is blatantly stated in the sourcebooks. My character is not even a masochist. The World of Darkness is, again, a horrifying, shocking, uncomfortable world where everything you believe in is questioned and twisted. @GrueMaster Five disciplines is hardly Mary Sue. Many Kindred will learn out of clan disciplines because they can. He's definitely not a master in these disciplines, but he wants to expand his knowledge. Again, the World of Darkness is a horrifying, unforgiving world. You have to accept all of WoD to play a true WoD game. Hell, even the famous Tzimisce Myca/Sascha Vykos castrated himself in front of the Convention of Thorns.

So... Has anyone met Final Death or are we waiting for something in this thread?

Damn, that sucks :( Ah well. I wish I could play a Quarian in the actual game storylines :(

I've always really wanted to get into Mass Effect and I'd like to take this chance to get into it. I'm not largely lore savvy, but if anyone is willing to tolerate my misunderstandings of some things (I'll certainly look stuff up), I'd love to join. I'd really love to play as a Quarian.

Sorry I've been gone for a while. I was in Kentucky but I'm back again.

GENERAL INFORMATION: Name: Theodorus (called Theo by those familiar with him) Gender: Male Race: European (Byzantine, possibly Celtic) True Age: Somewhere over 2300 hundred years old Apparent Age: 19 Religion: Disclosed Clan: Tzimisce Nature: Visionary Demeanor: Enigma *Disciplines: Vicissitude, Animalism, Auspex, Presence, Thaumaturgy Haven: Somewhere deep in London APPEARANCE: Height: 6'8 Weight: 250lbs Hair: White Eyes: Red irises and pupils, black whites Skin: Deep blue Handedness: Right Scars/Tattoos: None. General physical description: Theodorus looks completely inhuman. His skin is the colour of a deep night; his body is tall and slender and muscular; his features are what stand out the most: Theodorus is eerily symetrical. His body is like this minus the hands on the shoulders and including spikes on both shoulders: http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/267/7/4/tzimisce_by_d1sarmon1a-d5fqkp0.jpg His face is like the next two pictures, the symmetry of the first, but the inhumanness of the second: http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs45/i/2009/083/2/e/Tzimisce_by_anndr.jpg http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100713221320/whitewolf/images/1/1c/TZIMISCE.jpg Note: his face lacks the spikes and extra features of this face, but has the alien quality of the eyes, while maintaining a masculine look (including eyebrows). His face looks extremely predatory. He has small spikes coming out of the back of his jaw. His ears are tapered on both ends but flat against his skull. One of the biggest features Theodorus has are his wings. They look like large dove's wings: http://wakpaper.com/large/Birds_wallpapers_103.jpg The wings can "grow" out from his body when he needs them and "meld" back into his body when he doesn't. It makes a sickening sound when it happens. Voice: Deep and smooth. When hearing Theodorus' voice, it feels like he knows too much and has seen so many things, both wonderful and horrible. Clothing/armor: Theodorus doesn't wear much clothes when he is in his private areas. Sometimes he will wear a light robe when moving about. If he goes out in public, he will wear something fashionable and professional but cover his body completely, including his head with either a deep cowl or something like that. PERSONALITY: General Personality Traits: Despite being completely inhuman in appearance, Theodorus acts rather politely. But that politeness does mask a complete nigh-alien thinking that he has developed. He is still courteous to strangers and will be extremely hospitable to guests. Fears: Nothing he would want anyone to know. Attitudes towards friends/strangers: Courteous and polite, like all Tzimisce. Opinion of the world: The world is full of insignificant people: cattle and those who cannot grasp their own reigns. This world has secrets to tell and it does not tell it to those who do not search for it themselves. HISTORY: Past: Born in the golden age of Byzantium, Theodorus was the son of a poor couple. When he turned 11, he was sold into prostitution. He was a very popular pick among the patrons for his fair looks (at the time, pale blonde hair, fair skin and blue eyes). He lived that life for many years on until he was 16. He was to be sold to a nobleman in Constantinople who, when he was brought to the nobleman, proceeded to gang rape Theodorus with other men and do sadistic things to him. After the agonizing event, he was told that he was to be sold yet again to an even more perverse and deviant nobleman in Rome. Theodorus refused and killed his captor in a rage. Hearing the struggle, the men from the rape came in and beat Theodorus to near death. The young teenager was then sentenced to a prison sentence which ended rather soon (he spent about a year and a half in it being beaten and malnourished and neglected). Psychologically, Theodorus was reeling. Physically, Theodorus was in agony. He was left on the streets to spend the rest of his days as a beggar or to do whatever he needed to make his money. Theodorus then spent the next two years being treated as scum. Theodorus, desperate as he was, even hoped for a return to the whorehouse he grew up in, but crushed that before it might happen. So he wandered the streets of Constantinople, dreading life. It was this time that he began to contemplate things. He contemplated the meaning of life, the meaning of pain, and the meaning of suffering. Theodorus realized that suffering and pain, all that he had been through, had made him stronger and wiser. So great was this idea that he took to deliberate harming himself at times just to get that brief epiphany of what it meant. The day came when Theodorus caught the eye of The Dracon. As homely as Theodorus had become, he was still the beautiful lad he was born, but that wasn't the only thing The Dracon had noticed about him; The Dracon had watched him harm himself and found it fascinating. He found everything that Theodorus had done and been through fascinating and made his long dead heart feel something for the man. So, one night, after Theodorus had deliberately sliced his palm open and salted his wounds, The Dracon approached him in all of his glory as a Tzimisce. Theodorus was certainly surprised by him, but he was not in fear. He looked up in awe at the Tzimisce and felt tears well up in his eyes. Never had he seen something so beautiful as this angel that stood before him. The knew each other that night and Theodorus, with Michael's (Mi-ka-il, that Toreador ruling Constantinople) blessing, The Dracon Embraced Theodorus. Theodorus proved to be adept at learning the arts of Vicissitude. A prodigal, eagre student he was. Theodorus took to the Embraced state as a shark took to bloody water. One of the highlights of his early years as a Cainite was when he rounded up all of those who had ever used him without consideration (especially those who had gang raped him) and made a bloody experiment with his newly acquired flesh crafting skills. When Byzantium fell, Theodorus fled it with The Dracon to lands far away. They spent their time as lovers (because The Dracon was done with Michael and Antonius) and practiced their crafts. When the Inquisition began, the pair was in Italy at the time studying even more and collected ever more occult knowledge. They had found some ancient Etruscan tombs which harbored secrets of vampiric Disciplines which they shared with each other. They fled Italy then (it was a hotbed for Inquisition activities) and arrived in Romania, their Clan's stronghold. They slept for a long time with The Dracon waking from torpor long before Theodorus did. Theodorus woke to find the Cainite world in a new struggle- the Anarch Revolt. He initially sided with the Tzimisce Antediluvian but decided to stay out of the war for his own well being- besides, he had faith that [Tzimisce] would be able to deal with its attackers. Tonight: Theodorus is known far and wide as a Cainite occultist and flesh crafter. He is in the league of Beckett and Sascha Vykos. He has decided to reside in London for the time being, though no one knows why. He presence brings dread however. Many Kindred fear his name because many know of his dark reputation. Birthplace: Constantinople, Byzantium Family/Relationships: All deceased and forgotten Living/Dead Family Members: n/a Friends: The Dracon, formerly Michael, disclosed personnel. Enemies: Many.. Current Nationality: n/a Current Place of Residence: Disclosed

The beat was pulsing, the lights were glaring; Evan dragged the last note of his song out as long as his inhuman vocal cords and lungs would allow. The lights shut off. The crowd screamed and cheered in ecstasy for Evan to continue, but his performance was over and he was becoming rather hungry, but that could all wait while he absorbed the adoration of his fans. This was Evan's first performance on The X-Factor and it was quite an experience; he'd never really performed in such an atmosphere where those who had vocal abilities (well, what some considered vocal abilities) competed for the adoration he was absorbing in. They'd never reach his level, of course. They would never be able to make the crowd react as much as he could. Of course, they weren't vampires either. When the last of the applause was clearing up, Evan made his way through the back stage. As he was exiting the stage, he was greeted by a fiery ginger woman. "You were sublime my dear." "Were you watching the whole time, Elizabeth?" Even though Elizabeth was his sire, she and Evan never really had a teacher/student kind of relationship, or, at least, the strict mentality of it. Elizabeth had always been like the kind of teacher that honestly cared about the student and wanted to truly know her Childe. "As I usually do, my dear. I try to never miss that male siren voice of yours. I can see it now," she made a small sweeping gesture that would have made her look like a classic movie star in the rather sterile hallway "an enticing young man like yourself on an eerie island singing sailors to their doom." Evan laughed at the thought; he knew his sire had rather wistful ideas, but that made her all the more interesting to be with over these decades. Their time together was much less now than it was when he was a neonate, so it was nice to be able to spend some time with Elizabeth. "Thank you, it means a lot," Evan smile. They passed several security guards scurrying around; a really sort of musty smell coalesced as they neared a corner deep in the building. Quietly, Evan spoke "I'm thinking I need some nosh about now; yourself?" Elizabeth wrinkled her nose at Evan's love for slang and was about to say something but decided against it "Well, there are some rather strapping young men just round the corner," she inclined her head towards the ever darkening corner "I secured them just for you." "You know me all too well..." Evan chuckled while fidgeting with the industrial piercing in his left ear. As the two neared the "back room", Elizabeth swept her arm out towards the door and ushered Evan inside.

Dance to Evan's new single ;D

He's only recently become famous as the star he is today. He's not famous outside of Northern Europe (British Isles, Scandinavia, Iceland, Finland and the Baltics) and doesn't try to be. Evan has only recently let his music become accessible to the general public and he realizes that he will have to fade into obscurity eventually.

Well, he's not Britney/Gaga level of fame, to start off. He has never done any kind of tour nor does he really eve give live performances, except at some award shows. He mostly is just famous for his songs on the radio and music videos on the telly :wink: Other than that, he isn't really seen much in public either. That's because he spends most of his time in Kindred social circles, performing, socializing, etc. He also has a gimmick as a vampire that he uses sometimes and jokes about sleeping during the day and such things. He also makes himself sound really eccentric by saying that his music "is made from the night" and so must write during the night and take experience from the night. Just think of him as how Lady Gaga is with her eccentricities. It's just how a lot of those avant-garde music artists are. I'm also going to rename my character Evan.

GENERAL INFORMATION: Name: Evan Hesketh Gender: Male Race: English (Cornish and Midlands) True Age: 91 Apparent Age: 23 Religion: Agnostic Clan: n/a Son of Cacophony Clan/Bloodline/Covenant Disciplines: Fortitude, Melponimee, Presence Haven: A small posh abode in a wealthy and disclosed location in London APPEARANCE: Height: 192cm Weight: 223 lbs Hair: Short cut and styled; dark blonde Eyes: light blue blue Skin: Fair Handedness: Left Scars/Tattoos: An eight pointed star tattoo at his hip. Pretty much looks like Colton Haynes :wub: http://www.exposay.com/celebrity-photos/colton-haynes-evening-leona-lewis-friends-05hQ9j.jpg General physical description: Refer to image above. Slightly more muscle mass though, but not much more. Voice: Evan has a very smooth and musical voice with a very posh London accent. Clothing/armor: Evan loves to wear form fitting and fitted clothes of great style and taste. PERSONALITY: General Personality Traits: Evan is very polite and receiving of his friends. He tends to be pretty apathetic to a lot of things that don't concern him which may not always be the best to his advantage. He sees his fame, especially among the Kindred, as well earned and fought for and is very prideful of it. For those who don't like his music, he usually cares very little for. Evan goes for a sort of avant-garde type of musical style, with heavy usages of electronic sounds (basically, think Lady Gaga meets Blutengel meets Little Boots meets Diana Vickers) Fears: True Death, the loss of his talents, insects, arachnids Attitudes towards friends/strangers: Friendly to friends and polite to most strangers. Opinion on the world: The world is a dangerous place but the danger is what makes it unique. HISTORY: Past: Born in late 20s, Evan was a rather normal city boy in Reading. He studied in school as a proper school boy and was planning to become some kind of profession he never really wanted to become. He was known to be quite attractive and charming with a good bit of wit to keep him interesting. Most of his classmates were put off by him somewhat for his habit of subtly flirting with his male classmates. He didn't really mind though, he did have his few friends. On thing he was really well known for, however, was his ability to sing. He has an impressive vocal range and tone quality that stunned many hearing his performances in the school's choir program. World War II came fast and; Evan had the unfortunate luck of being in London at the time of the bombings for a choir performance. On a rehearsal day in an opera house, bombs were dropped heavily in the area of London he and his fellow singers were practicing in. Evan and his fellow choimates didn't make it to safety in time when the bombs hit the opera house. All he remembers of that time was a deafening boom, a flash and being knocked back severely. When he came to, Evan found that he had been impaled by a fallen pole through his abdomen, to the right. Lying there dying in agony, Evan was approached by a mysterious woman with thick red hair and nigh-chalk white skin. She looked down at him in pity and knelt to him and whispered: "Your voice will live forever more for I cannot allow such a supernal gift be extinguished this night." And with that, Evan's life as a vampire began. He learned much of his bloodline, the Daughters (and Sons) of Cacophony- a bloodline of vampiric singers who could influences the emotions of mortals with their powerful songs, and of the world of the Kindred. Soon after the way, Elizabeth, his sire, introduced him to the world of music. He was a prodigy in the arts of the voice. Evan commanded the stage as if he was born to it and let his voice flow and captivate his audience. As the decades wore on, Evan only increased in his skill. The music scene evolved and so did he. Evan found himself really captivated by electronic sounds, especially if they were put to a dance beat. He was also drawn to abstract and symbolic ways of expression as well as very deep and philosophical ways. Thus, he began to evolve his music style to that of synthepop, known today as electropop, flavoured with darker, slightly gothic sounds, but remaining flexible enough to not make it all sound the same and avoiding being labeled fully as gothic. Tonight, Evan is a famous pop star who is well known for his avant-garde and deep music, but also for being exceedingly private.....which includes not going out during the day time very much. Embrace: Embraced by Elizabeth in 1940. Birthplace: Reading, England Family/Relationships: None living. Living/Dead Family Members: Father Jack Hesketh (deceased), mother Mellyn Gwinnel (deceased). Friends: None, unless any of the characters know him. Enemies: He tries not to make any, but he really dislikes members of the Sabbat and Anarchs. Current Nationality: English Current Place of Residence: London, England.

May I be the court's seer? :D