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PostSubject: Christian Brigthe   Thu May 13, 2010 1:35 am

This one was taken from my other forum, from character's for adoption. He's up for grabs !
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Name: Christian Brighte
Nickname: Chris, but only to those he is close too.
Age: 24
Age: 198
Soul: No
Beloved: No
Professin: None
Job: None


Sire: Unknown, likely a vampire
Abillities: Ability to numb the senses, blind, deafen, paralyze, through eye contact.
Skills: very skilled predator
Likes: anything fun, or amusing
Dislikes: humans
Quirks: has a soft spot for weak and vulnerable people, children or women.
Flaws: serious trust issues
Weakness: overly confident, can sometimes get himself into trouble he can't handle
Secrets: he's not as bad as he acts like he is.


Family/other relatives: none known living

Personality: Agressive in the extreme, and can seem truly ferral when he is he angry. He has a hateful passion for human kind, vengeful for what they took from him. He spends most of his time playing god with the fragile lives of humans, toying with them until they break and moving to the next victim.

Histary:

Born in London, England, 1812, Christian grew up in a low class family of five. But there had always been something wrong with him, and his mother worried endlessly over her youngest son. At the age of four it was at last realized that Christian’s vision was declining at a very fast rate. But with Mrs. Brighte’s newest baby on the way, and Christian’s father struggling to keep them fed, the family had no means to send their son to a doctor. By the time his ninth birthday came around he was completely blind. Christian was in constant need of attention and supervision now- so his parents did all they could to perhaps give their son a good life; Christian was dropped off, early one morning, at the doors of a large church across the city. There he grew up, learning, memorizing bible versus that were read aloud during the services. He stayed there, under the care of the clergy, and well on his way to becoming one, until the age of 24.

Early December, 1836. Christian had caught the attention of someone; to this day he wasn’t sure of who. During their brief exchange before his change there had been no names exchanged. No one gave introductions at all. Just a quiet, inhumanly perfect voice asking for his help. He tried to tell the woman he wouldn’t be of any help, but that he could go and find someone who could. She’d cut his words off quickly though. Her hands were icy cold on his skin, and he had a deep sense of unease as this stranger led him out into the courtyard of the large church. It was sometime late during the night- this he could tell because the air was damp, cold and unnaturally silent. Then there was a short and, at the moment, meaningless apology from the woman. He was confused, and getting ready to pull his hand away from that cold, hard one that was clasping it. That was just before he felt the sharp pain in his neck, and not much else is remembered of that night.

The change from mortal to vampire had given him back his sight, but light, even just the dim light of a candle hurt his eyes. Christian awoke in the dark, on a cold stone floor. The smell of dust filled his head and he could vaguely recognize the room to be the cellar of the church. He’d come into this small storage room many times in his life, but now it was different, he could see. His mind, through the amazement and wonder of seeing his world for seemingly the first time, knew something terrible had happened. Moment’s after he woke, someone, he couldn’t recognize the face, had opened the cellar door. Making their slow decent down the steps, and bringing with them the wonderful wafting scent of human blood, Christian couldn’t control himself. Four more people died that day, all members of the church- the ones who’d raised him. All had fallen to him in his monstrous new life.

Never staying put long enough to raise suspect, it was in a small rural town outside of London, in 1895, that he came across someone who would change his life forever. A girl, thin and petite, with long auburn hair that hung in soft, loose curls to the middle of her back. Beautiful eyes, green, an odd green- bright and vibrant, not dulled by a mix of brown. She was absolutely breath taking. And even more so, she had loved him, accepted him as he was and for the short while that Christian was able to be with her, he was the happiest he’d ever been. Their life was blissful, easy, and he had every intention of spending the rest of time with his soul mate. But the peace couldn’t last forever.

People in the city were growing increasingly uneasy about his presence. Christian was engaged to be married that summer, to the beautiful woman that he was so sure he was destined to be with. After meeting her, there was nothing with out her. She’d been the center of Christian’s world, and nothing anyone could dream of could be better. But those stupid, disgusting excuses for men that decided they’d take the safety of that little village into their own hands- they ruined it all. It wasn’t supposed to turn out that way, Christian was at last going to get his happily-ever-after. But those idiots, ignorant bastards, they’d taken it from him. And they all suffered greatly for it. He fled to London, then quickly moved on. Spending the next hundred or so years on this never ending killing spree across Europe. Stopping into a town, city, or on some nights, a sole farm house, he took no care as to who it was or where they came from. Women, children, anyone that smelled good, anyone that he decided he wanted, would be killed. Christian gradually lost any traces of humanity, he welcomed the monster in his nature, and let it rule his mind.


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