Vampire the Masquerade: London Nights

[nethgros]

Name: Frank Printup (rarely uses this name, prefers Adam West)

Gender: Male

Race: Native American (Iroquois)

True Age: 50

Apparent Age: 17

Religion: Follows the words, teachings, and orders of the Malkavian Madness Network, believed to be Malkav himself.

Clan: Malkavian

Covenant: None (He's too crazy to follow any orders that don't come directly from his head)

Clan/Bloodline/Covenant Disciplines: Dementation, Auspex, Obfuscate

Haven: A re-purposed black school bus

APPEARANCE:

Height: 5'11

Weight: 187lbs

Hair: A dark brown (almost black) mid-width, mid-length mohawk.

Eyes: Dark brown

Skin: A pale tan

Handedness: Left

Scars/Tattoos: None

General physical description: Frank has a very angular face, giving his head a square appearance. He has a strong, square jaw and a cleft chin. While not possessed of a gorilla-like stature, his musculature is still athletically developed. Aside from the hair atop his head he is virtually hairless, a trait common to Iroquois people.

Voice: By personality:

Deadly Prankster- Slightly higher pitch, frequent giggles and chuckles

Serial Killer- Toneless, Harsh, Deep, Unnerving

Scholar- Words are spoken in a way that conveys great meaning and a sense that he knows what he's talking about

Batman- Stereotypical Batman Voice. Gravelly, Deep, etc

Clothing/armor: A Batman themed hoodie, black with batman symbol on chest, complete with bat ears/points on top of the hood. Very baggy grey sweatpants. Traditional moccasins.

PERSONALITY:

General Personality Traits: Multiple Personalities.

Deadly Prankster- Childlike, Jovial, Sadistic

Serial Killer- Heartless, Cruel, with an Insatiable Bloodlust

Scholar- Lucid, Self-Aware, Wise, Intelligent, Humble, Kind

Batman- Righteous, Vindictive

Derangements: Memory Lapses, Multiple Personalities, Synthesia

Fears: Depends on the time of day

Attitudes towards friends/strangers: Highly Variable

Opinion of the world: A big blob of chaos, which is pretty cool.

HISTORY:

Past: Frank was always a rather strange fellow, never quite the same as everyone else, always laughing at the wrong time. Growing up in a naturally rebellious place at a rebellious time, Frank was drawn to chaos more than anything else. During his formative years the only things on his mind were revolution, change for his people, mind expansion, and LSD. During a rather enlightening colorful trip following a rally he was approached by what seemed to be his dream woman. While he can't quite remember now what she said to him, at the time it made a great deal of sense to him, as well as arousing him greatly. What followed he can remember, and it was the single greatest experience of his life, as well as the beginning of his unlife. After this, the memory lapses began to occur, his personality split, and he developed acute synthesia.

Embrace: A fellow rally attendee during a powerful drug trip.

Birthplace: Niagara Falls, New York

Family/Relationships:

Living/Dead Family Members: (Living) Various cousins and blood relatives on the reservation. (Dead) Father and Mother.

Friends: None

Enemies: Likely a great deal of people. Memory Lapses do make keeping a running list difficult.

Current Nationality: Iroquois (Dual American/Canadian Citizenship)

Current Place of Residence: London, England

I really wish I was better a Physical Description :sleep:

Edited September 14, 2013 by nethgros

[AltmerLover1313]

 

And AtlmerLover, just one question, With him being famous for so long, how has he kept his condition a secret? Someone would have noticed that he hasn't aged all this time even if he is super private.

 

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.

Edited August 25, 2013 by AltmerLover1313

[josh900]

nethgros, approved

 

AltmerLover, I'm asking more about how has no one noticed that he hasn't aged in the past 40 or 50 years. Has he gone on record about his love for plastic surgery? Does he never show his face at all? Does he use a different stage name for the new genre? Claim to be his old self's son? Cause even with him only appearing as rarely as he does someone would have noticed a lack of wrinkles and grey hair, would raise a lot of questions.

[AltmerLover1313]

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.

[GrueMaster]

Here's my character sheet. Hope it's alright.

GENERAL INFORMATION:

Name: Graham Alwood

Gender: Male

Race: Caucasian

True Age: 95

Apparent Age: late twenties/early thirties

Religion: agnostic

Clan: Nosferatu

Clan/Bloodline/Covenant Disciplines: Nightmare, Obfuscate, Vigor

Haven: catacombs of London

APPEARANCE:

Height: 6'2"

Weight: 175 lbs.

Hair: Red, about neck-lenth and simply combed back

Eyes: Blue

Skin: Pale

Handedness: Right

Scars/Tattoos: Long scar on right forearm from an old burn

General physical description: Graham has a plainly handsome face (a surprising fact among his clan) with a nose that's

slightly above average in size. He has a strong jawline, held with a proud demeanor, and his body is well-honed like one

who has been in the army for several years.

Voice: Deep, reminiscent of thunder rolling in the far distance and painted with an Irishman's lilting accent. Though gruff

at times, he is well-mannered to those he speaks to, regardless of race or class, and remains such unless offended. When

angered, his voice becomes considerably more like a storm sounding overhead while one is inside and standing by the door.

Clothing: Graham wears what is comparable to a well-worn-yet-whole priest's outfit: black jacket over a white dress shirt,

black pants and shoes.

PERSONALITY:

General Personality Traits: Graham is a polite, if rather gruff at times, recluse who'd sooner wander the London night

mists than spend time with others. He treats most people with a respectful indifference, though he is friendly, once known

well enough, and possesses a sharp-if-somewhat-dry sense of humor. Those near him tend to get a sense of dread and

foreboding, though, an aura of horror so strong that it's a rare mortal that doesn't run out of shear terror, and even some vampires cannot stand his presence, hence his indifference.

He prefers frankness over sweet-talk, and will call someone out who tries to sweeten the pot with him, and be more inclined

to help if simply asked directly. He has a bad temper and a long memory, as anyone who had decided to screw with him found

out, much to their demise. He wears himself respecfully and composed, and accepts responsibility when something is or

needs his doing.

Overall, Graham will leave others alone if they leave him alone, and devil take the hindmost in beating him to the punch if

otherwise.

Fears: Losing his skills

Attitudes towards friends/strangers: Mostly indifferent with some respectfulness, markedly more warm towards friends.

Opinion of the world: A big place that doesn't matter save where it concerns me.

HISTORY:

Past: Graham Alwood was born in 1918 to irish immigrants Cormack and Mary Alwood, in Boston, Massachusetts. Despite a

rough life in the slums, Graham was raised with good morals and a hard backhand, and attended school and even graduated.

However, he grew discontented with the simple and hard life as a dock-loader, so he joined the army when he was twenty and

became a relatively successful soldier.

After a year or two after the the U.S. entered second World War, Graham was onboard a cargo-plane with other paratroopers

when it was shot down behind enemy lines. Only he managed to survive the crash, and only because a local saved him. As it

turned out, the way he was "saved" was by Embracing him. The local was in fact a vampire, a Nosferatu spying for the

Allies behind enemy lines.

Hating what he'd become, but resigned to his fate, Graham made use of the disciplines of his clan to relay important

information back to the U.S. and England. When the war ended, he knew he could never return back home, and so let his old

self stay KIA and moved to London, where he made himself a new life as a night-time investigator and the occasional odd-job.

Over the years, Graham has strived constantly to keep up with modern technology, and currently lives in the Catacombs of London (adding to the sense of dread in the area).

Birthplace: Boston, Massachussetts, U.S.

Family/Relationships: None

Living/Dead Family Members: Cormack (father,deceased), Mary (mother, deceased)

Friends:none

Enemies:none

Current Nationality: American

Current Place of Residence: London, England

Edited August 26, 2013 by GrueMaster

[josh900]

AltmerLover: Alright, so then he's approved.

 

GrueMaster, Approved

[tokyobiohazard]

I can't wait for this to start! :B

[josh900]

Name: Jack Willems

GENERAL INFORMATION:

Gender: Male

Race: (European, African, Asian, etc) European/ Native American descent.

True Age: 24

Apparent Age: 17

Path: (if on a Path)

Religion: Agnostic

Clan: Gangrel

Bloodline: (if applicable) Unknown

Clan/Bloodline Disciplines: Protean, Celerity, Obfuscate, Coil of Banes

Covenant: Unbound

Covenant Faction: (if applicable)

Haven: None yet

APPEARANCE:

Height: Five foot, six inches.

Weight: around 150 pounds

Hair: Dark grey, stays at a length where it falls just above his eyebrows, stands up on end when aggravated.

Eyes: Dark brown, turn yellow when activating Eyes of the beast

Skin: Lightly tanned when he wishes to mix with the living.

Handedness: Right

Scars/Tattoos: Three long scars trail across his left cheek from his jaw up to his eye. looking much like some large animals claws.

General physical description: Unsuspecting. His frame doesn't give any hints towards his physical abilities, but then all Vampires should know that you can't judge a book by it's cover. Jack almost never seems to be paying attention, always looking around with a bored expression on his face. The dark circles under his eyes and oftentimes sleepy expression would normally give the impression of a severe lack of sleep, but the undead would know that it's simply a carryover from his days a mortal. Should be noted that he does not have the traditional fangs of a vampire, instead when prompted all of his teeth sharpen giving him a much more devastating bite than most.

Voice: Jack speaks in a low grumbly tone, his accent is obviously American but is difficult to place further than that.

Clothing/armor: Is almost always in a t-shirt with usually a flannel or denim longsleave over it and blue jeans that have seen better days. His boots are usually in better shape but have obviously been put to good use.

PERSONALITY

General Personality Traits: Grumpy, irritable, sarcastic, completely uninterested in vampire politics, quick to anger, and jaded as all hell.

Fears: Turning into a mindless drone that spends all of it’s nights in search of blood and power.

Attitudes towards friends/strangers: In typical Gangrel fashion Jack’s first instinct when faced with strangers is to tear their throats out. He keeps that in check however and instead keeps a watchful eye on them.

As far as friends go Jack’s more passive in those regards, not necessarily turning away from them so much as keeping an emotional distance, having learned not to trust a Kindred as far as you can throw them the hard way.

Opinion of the world: Whatever.

HISTORY

Past: Before he was turned Jack’s life was already steeped in the supernatural. His father was a rather well known Cryptozoologist who traveled the European countryside in search of strange and mysterious creatures. Eventually they actually found such a creature who promptly tore the team apart leaving only two alive, Jack who was left with a gruesome scar on the left side of his face, and the camerawoman Catherine Lansky, The Vampire who would end Jack’s mortal life

Embrace: Jack’s embrace was a strange one in that he was not sired by usual means, an experiment made by the Order of the Dragon, he took capsuled Vampire blood under the cover of medication over the course of several months. The blood inside the pills acted like a virus, spreading throughout his blood stream slowly turning his own blood into that of a vampire’s. It was a complicated mess with next to no chance in actually working, making it’s success a surprise even to those who ordered the experiment. And despite the blood stemming from one source (making Catherine essentially his sire) Jack did not become a member of her bloodline, instead becoming a brand new one. Though him diablarizing her ensured that her discipline and power transferred over to him. Since then he’s seem more and done more than most vampires his age. (mostly cause the smart ones stay hidden, while the dumb ones die)

Birthplace: Frankfort, Kentucky

Family/Relationships: All Deceased

Friends: None yet.

Enemies : One amused Eldritch entity that doesn't really care.

Current Nationality: American

Current Place of Residence: Nowhere in particular, moves around too much lately.

OTHER INFORMATION

Merits and Flaws: Won’t bother listing.

Backgrounds: (if applicable)

Magic Items:

Pets/Animal Companions:

Other: Knows four and a half different languages, English being his native tongue, Is fluent in Russian, decent in German and Latin, and utter crap in French.

Meet your Prince.

GENERAL INFORMATION:

Name: Charles Harper

Gender: Male

Race: Pure blooded Englishman through and through

True Age: 276, born 1737

Apparent Age: early thirties

Religion: Protestant

Clan: Ventrue

Bloodline: Architects of the Monolith

Covenant: Invictus

Clan/Bloodline/Covenant Disciplines: Dominate, Gilded Cage, Resilience

Path: (If applicable)

Haven: The location of his haven is a secret to all but a few trusted individuals, some claim that it moves from night to night, others even think it could be any number of historic sites.

APPEARANCE:

Height: 5'8

Weight:

Hair: Dirty blonde usually sleeked back with enough gel burn for days

Eyes: Dark Blue

Skin: A very pale complexion

Handedness: Right

Scars/Tattoos: He carries with great pride, several wounds which he received over the course of his military career. The only ones visible when he wears his usual attire is that from a Spanish bayonet which he caught through his right hand. And where a musket ball grazed the left side of his neck.

General physical description:

Voice: A light deep pitch with a posh English accent.

Clothing/armor: Always seem in excessively expensive outfits, suit and tie combo for the most part.

PERSONALITY:

General Personality Traits: Ruthless, thoroughly power hungry, excessively prideful and, protective of the Kindred as a whole, willing to do whatever is needed to keep their existence a secret.

Fears: Loosing his power and the possibility of the Masquerade being broken and revealing Kindred society.

Attitudes towards friends/strangers: Cautiously gracious, but always looks for an opportunity.

Opinion of the world: It's a land of endless opportunity.

HISTORY:

Past: To say that Harper has gone from nothing to something is an understatement. Born to farmers Harper joined the English army at the age of 17 to fight in the seven years' war. He remained at the lowest station throughout the war due to spending most of it in a hospital after receiving a wound from cannon fire that should have killed him. It was at the time of the American rebellion that he redeemed himself in the eyes of his commanders, rising in ranks as his ruthlessness came to the forefront, but after the defeat at Yorktown, he returned home a changed man, the long winters and defeats had cooled the hotblooded nature of the man and was replaced with cautious one, one that would help in his life after his death at the hands of a shadowy figure who invaded his home one night.

Embrace: After his embrace Harper began a long and grueling career as an errand boy, being kicked around by every Vampire with a week of seniority over him. But over the course of the eighteen and nineteen hundreds, he steadily rose to power until that fateful day in 1964, when he was appointed as Prince over the city of London.

Birthplace: In village in the county of Kent that has long since been lost, England

Family/Relationships: None

Friends: He prefers to keep his dealings with people on a professional level.

Enemies: You don't become the Prince of one of the most well known cities in the world without making a few.

Current Nationality: English

Current Place of Residence: London, England

Edited August 26, 2013 by josh900

[AurianaValoria1]

So when is this thing starting, huh huh huh? :P

 

:dance: :dance: :dance:

[mythicdawnmaster]

Indeed, let us start the party or what have you :dance: