Post by Elek on Feb 14, 2011 9:28:50 GMT -5
General Information:
[glow=red,2,300]So, what’s your name?[/glow]
My name is Erik Corinthian.
[glow=red,2,300]How long have you been around?[/glow]
I’ve been around for 3979 years, but I look 28
[glow=red,2,300]What exactly are you?[/glow]
I’m a vampire.
[glow=red,2,300]So are you a man or a woman?[/glow]
I’m definitely a man.
[glow=red,2,300]How do you swing?[/glow]
I’m straight.
[glow=red,2,300]When should we put the candles on the cake?[/glow]
February the 14th
Appearance:
[glow=red,2,300]Are you tall enough for this ride?[/glow]
I am 205cm, that’s 6’9”
[glow=red,2,300]How much do you weigh?[/glow]
I weigh about 109kg, that’s roughly 240lbs.
[glow=red,2,300]Who do you look like?[/glow]
I look like a devilishly handsome chap named James Scott
[glow=red,2,300]So, what are you wearing?[/glow]
I wear only the finest men’s attire. I look fantastic in my charcoal Armani suit, with the blue silk tie.
[glow=red,2,300]What about the bling?[/glow]
I were cufflinks, a tie bar, a Rolex, and a cold necklace with my wife’s wedding band on it.
Background:
[glow=red,2,300]So tell me about yourself.[/glow]
I woke to the same sight as every morning in my small village on the Northern shore of what is now Sweden. I smiled at the face of my beautiful mate sleeping next to me, ours was an arranged union, but we grew to love each other quite quickly. I kissed her rosy cheek lightly and climbed out of the warm fur skins as quietly as possible. I looked to the pallets on the straw mat floor at my sleeping children with a soft smile; they were truly blessed gifts from the gods. I went to my first born, Lorne and shook him softly. "Come, it's time." I whispered. I pulled on a pair of soft brown leather breeches and thick leather boots and walked out into the pale dawn. 14 year old Lorne yawned and stretched sleepily behind me. Today was to be his first time joining in the defense of our little village and he was excited. I could feel his anticipation of battle.
I walked out into the middle of the village and gave a shrill whistle. Slowly men emerged from their humble dwellings and gathered around me waiting for me to speak. A man ran into the village center and reported to me before taking his place with the others. "Thank you Leif." I nodded at him. I turned my attention to the men and addressed them with respect and authority. "Our enemies approach from the South. We will meet them on the ridge and destroy them before they make it anywhere near the village." The men cheered at my words. I gave orders to each man, commanding a large group of them to circle around behind, the rest were to engage in a frontal attack.
I put a hand on my sons broad shoulder and handed him a sword. He had grown so fast the last summer, it wouldn’t be long until he was as tall as me, and already his head came to my shoulder, which was taller than most grown men. "Today is your day, today you are a man." I was so proud of my son.
I lead the first group to a position a kilometer from the village where we could see the ridge. We laid low and waited for the signal that the second group was in position. I thought he saw someone moving on the ridge and watched.
Before I could see anything I saw the signal, just as the enemy was coming over the ridge. I gave the signal to attack. As my group attacked from the front, the other group closed in from behind to prevent retreat. I took a sword in each hand and attacked with brutal ferocity. I was protecting my village, my family and my way of life. I stayed close to my son who fought with equal ferocity.
I saw the leader of the offensive clan and ran for him, my swords at the ready. Our swords clashed and sparked at the contact of iron on iron. The man was swift but I was swifter and more skilled. I brought both swords down in the middle of his chest with a sickening sound. I wiped the blood from my face and heard my son call out. "FATHER! HELP!" I heard the strangled yell. I turned in time to see a man with his sword to Lorne’s neck and ran full tilt at him; I would not see my son die this day. I plowed into him sending us rolling down the ridge. I pulled my sword up and killed the man with a swift strike across his gut. I felt a stabbing pain in my ribs and realized the man had stuck a knife in me as we had rolled. I looked up to see my son looking at me and waved him off with a smile but I knew I was finished. My son dashed off to continue the battle that was all but won. But who are the winners when all of the enemy lay dead and half the men of my village were dead or gravely wounded. And I too was dying. I fell to my knees and lay over on my side, preparing to travel to the afterworld.
I was proud to be dying with such honor, in battle. I could feel the blade piercing one of my lungs as it became harder to breath. I pulled the knife out and blood gushed from the wound. Blood filled my mouth as I coughed. I closed my eyes and thought about my mate and children; I prepared myself for the afterlife.
As I committed myself to die I felt a hand drag across my chest and opened my eyes. A strangely beautiful woman stood over me. "You, my friend, are far too gorgeous of a specimen to allow death to take you." she told me. Her soft touch made my skin crawl and I was sickened by her inhumanly seductive tone. "I meet my reward woman, touch me not." I choked through the blood. "Leave me be."
The woman laughed lightly, "I'm afraid I can't do that." she said and laid her razor sharp teeth into my shoulder. My eyes widened with surprise then pain and I tried to push her away as the lethal venom entered my broken body. Her strength was incredible and I fought to not to shriek in pain. I clenched my teeth and began to shake, determined not to cry out.
The fire in my blood burned like a forge at the mercy of the blacksmiths bellows. I could no longer contain myself and I let out a blood curdling scream. I didn’t notice when the woman disappeared. What was left of my men carried me back to my village, unknowingly sealing their fate. Three days later, when I woke, I devastated what was left of my village. I fled in shame and horror. I stayed in the wilderness, learning to feed on animals. It wasn’t long before I learned to control my thirst and was soon able to enter society once more.
I hated what I was and tried to end my miserable existence many different ways before giving up and deciding to make the best of it. I spent his existence fighting for my clan behind the veil of a disguise. After 1200 years had passed, I grew tired of war and travelled Europe. While in what is now Greece, I learned how to read. It was then that I decided to learn everything he could. For many, many years, I travelled Europe, making my home here and there, staying a few years then moving on.
From time to time I would find dying men and offer to save them, slowly building a coven of my own. With all of our unique abilities, we soon put themselves to work in the business of security.
One day I learned that a new land had been discovered and decided to go there because I crave new things. I explored the new world starting at the East Coast working my way to the West. This is where I ran into vampires who were working with a land grabber, killing families and taking their homes over. I came upon a homestead just as a family was being murdered. I spotted an 11 year old boy walking towards the place and swept him off the trail, saving his life. I took the boy to his aunt’s ranch and decided to stay there and raise him as my own. The boy was Gabriel O’Riely. I married the boys Aunt after a time and I took the ranch over, making it into a successful corporation. We had a daughter, and she survived because the midwife was secretly a vampire like me, but she had healing capabilities. When the boy found out what I was at the age of twenty, to my sorrow I had to turn him or he would be killed by the Volturi. I managed to keep my secret from my wife until she died of typhoid fever the ranch became mine. I have been a vegetarian vampire for so long that human blood hardly even appeals to me anymore. I am fiercely loyal to my family and friends and protective of the secrecy of the species. I am now the leader of the Corinthian Coven and owner of the Corinthian Corporation. My sons all work for me. We protect mythicals from the Agency which is headed by Abraham Vanhelsing but that’s another story.
[glow=red,2,300]Who do you belong to?[/glow]
I am the leader of the Corinthian Coven.
[glow=red,2,300]Where to you live?[/glow]
I have homes multi-nationally but currently we are based out of Forks, Washington
[glow=red,2,300]Are you in school?[/glow]
That is an amusing question.
Personality:
[glow=red,2,300]So, what do you like to eat?[/glow]
Chimpanzee blood.
[glow=red,2,300]What foods make you hurl?[/glow]
Anything else.
[glow=red,2,300]What do you like to do?[/glow]
Play violin, walk in the garden, dance at balls, throw parties and collect fast cars.
[glow=red,2,300]That’s some attitude, want to tell me about it?[/glow]
I am strong willed and confident. I have a large corporation and I will not allow anyone to jeopardize my operation or my family. I have a temper like you have never seen and to cross me could mean your death.
[glow=red,2,300]So, what’s so good about you?[/glow]
I am a family man; I will protect them at all costs. I am devilishy handsome and women throw themselves at me. I am also good at everything I do.
[glow=red,2,300]Do you have any flaws?[/glow]
I have a bad temper and I tend to meddle in the lives of my children. My demands are a little over bearing. I have a hatred for the Agency and all involved and I kill to easily when it comes to dealing with any of them.
Other:
[glow=red,2,300]What else can you tell me?[/glow]
Quite honestly, I have grown bored with these questions.
[glow=red,2,300]Can you do anything cool?[/glow]
I can stop time, but don't tell anyone.
[glow=red,2,300]Show us your stuff.[/glow]
I already have.
[glow=red,2,300]So, what’s your name?[/glow]
My name is Erik Corinthian.
[glow=red,2,300]How long have you been around?[/glow]
I’ve been around for 3979 years, but I look 28
[glow=red,2,300]What exactly are you?[/glow]
I’m a vampire.
[glow=red,2,300]So are you a man or a woman?[/glow]
I’m definitely a man.
[glow=red,2,300]How do you swing?[/glow]
I’m straight.
[glow=red,2,300]When should we put the candles on the cake?[/glow]
February the 14th
Appearance:
[glow=red,2,300]Are you tall enough for this ride?[/glow]
I am 205cm, that’s 6’9”
[glow=red,2,300]How much do you weigh?[/glow]
I weigh about 109kg, that’s roughly 240lbs.
[glow=red,2,300]Who do you look like?[/glow]
I look like a devilishly handsome chap named James Scott
[glow=red,2,300]So, what are you wearing?[/glow]
I wear only the finest men’s attire. I look fantastic in my charcoal Armani suit, with the blue silk tie.
[glow=red,2,300]What about the bling?[/glow]
I were cufflinks, a tie bar, a Rolex, and a cold necklace with my wife’s wedding band on it.
Background:
[glow=red,2,300]So tell me about yourself.[/glow]
I woke to the same sight as every morning in my small village on the Northern shore of what is now Sweden. I smiled at the face of my beautiful mate sleeping next to me, ours was an arranged union, but we grew to love each other quite quickly. I kissed her rosy cheek lightly and climbed out of the warm fur skins as quietly as possible. I looked to the pallets on the straw mat floor at my sleeping children with a soft smile; they were truly blessed gifts from the gods. I went to my first born, Lorne and shook him softly. "Come, it's time." I whispered. I pulled on a pair of soft brown leather breeches and thick leather boots and walked out into the pale dawn. 14 year old Lorne yawned and stretched sleepily behind me. Today was to be his first time joining in the defense of our little village and he was excited. I could feel his anticipation of battle.
I walked out into the middle of the village and gave a shrill whistle. Slowly men emerged from their humble dwellings and gathered around me waiting for me to speak. A man ran into the village center and reported to me before taking his place with the others. "Thank you Leif." I nodded at him. I turned my attention to the men and addressed them with respect and authority. "Our enemies approach from the South. We will meet them on the ridge and destroy them before they make it anywhere near the village." The men cheered at my words. I gave orders to each man, commanding a large group of them to circle around behind, the rest were to engage in a frontal attack.
I put a hand on my sons broad shoulder and handed him a sword. He had grown so fast the last summer, it wouldn’t be long until he was as tall as me, and already his head came to my shoulder, which was taller than most grown men. "Today is your day, today you are a man." I was so proud of my son.
I lead the first group to a position a kilometer from the village where we could see the ridge. We laid low and waited for the signal that the second group was in position. I thought he saw someone moving on the ridge and watched.
Before I could see anything I saw the signal, just as the enemy was coming over the ridge. I gave the signal to attack. As my group attacked from the front, the other group closed in from behind to prevent retreat. I took a sword in each hand and attacked with brutal ferocity. I was protecting my village, my family and my way of life. I stayed close to my son who fought with equal ferocity.
I saw the leader of the offensive clan and ran for him, my swords at the ready. Our swords clashed and sparked at the contact of iron on iron. The man was swift but I was swifter and more skilled. I brought both swords down in the middle of his chest with a sickening sound. I wiped the blood from my face and heard my son call out. "FATHER! HELP!" I heard the strangled yell. I turned in time to see a man with his sword to Lorne’s neck and ran full tilt at him; I would not see my son die this day. I plowed into him sending us rolling down the ridge. I pulled my sword up and killed the man with a swift strike across his gut. I felt a stabbing pain in my ribs and realized the man had stuck a knife in me as we had rolled. I looked up to see my son looking at me and waved him off with a smile but I knew I was finished. My son dashed off to continue the battle that was all but won. But who are the winners when all of the enemy lay dead and half the men of my village were dead or gravely wounded. And I too was dying. I fell to my knees and lay over on my side, preparing to travel to the afterworld.
I was proud to be dying with such honor, in battle. I could feel the blade piercing one of my lungs as it became harder to breath. I pulled the knife out and blood gushed from the wound. Blood filled my mouth as I coughed. I closed my eyes and thought about my mate and children; I prepared myself for the afterlife.
As I committed myself to die I felt a hand drag across my chest and opened my eyes. A strangely beautiful woman stood over me. "You, my friend, are far too gorgeous of a specimen to allow death to take you." she told me. Her soft touch made my skin crawl and I was sickened by her inhumanly seductive tone. "I meet my reward woman, touch me not." I choked through the blood. "Leave me be."
The woman laughed lightly, "I'm afraid I can't do that." she said and laid her razor sharp teeth into my shoulder. My eyes widened with surprise then pain and I tried to push her away as the lethal venom entered my broken body. Her strength was incredible and I fought to not to shriek in pain. I clenched my teeth and began to shake, determined not to cry out.
The fire in my blood burned like a forge at the mercy of the blacksmiths bellows. I could no longer contain myself and I let out a blood curdling scream. I didn’t notice when the woman disappeared. What was left of my men carried me back to my village, unknowingly sealing their fate. Three days later, when I woke, I devastated what was left of my village. I fled in shame and horror. I stayed in the wilderness, learning to feed on animals. It wasn’t long before I learned to control my thirst and was soon able to enter society once more.
I hated what I was and tried to end my miserable existence many different ways before giving up and deciding to make the best of it. I spent his existence fighting for my clan behind the veil of a disguise. After 1200 years had passed, I grew tired of war and travelled Europe. While in what is now Greece, I learned how to read. It was then that I decided to learn everything he could. For many, many years, I travelled Europe, making my home here and there, staying a few years then moving on.
From time to time I would find dying men and offer to save them, slowly building a coven of my own. With all of our unique abilities, we soon put themselves to work in the business of security.
One day I learned that a new land had been discovered and decided to go there because I crave new things. I explored the new world starting at the East Coast working my way to the West. This is where I ran into vampires who were working with a land grabber, killing families and taking their homes over. I came upon a homestead just as a family was being murdered. I spotted an 11 year old boy walking towards the place and swept him off the trail, saving his life. I took the boy to his aunt’s ranch and decided to stay there and raise him as my own. The boy was Gabriel O’Riely. I married the boys Aunt after a time and I took the ranch over, making it into a successful corporation. We had a daughter, and she survived because the midwife was secretly a vampire like me, but she had healing capabilities. When the boy found out what I was at the age of twenty, to my sorrow I had to turn him or he would be killed by the Volturi. I managed to keep my secret from my wife until she died of typhoid fever the ranch became mine. I have been a vegetarian vampire for so long that human blood hardly even appeals to me anymore. I am fiercely loyal to my family and friends and protective of the secrecy of the species. I am now the leader of the Corinthian Coven and owner of the Corinthian Corporation. My sons all work for me. We protect mythicals from the Agency which is headed by Abraham Vanhelsing but that’s another story.
[glow=red,2,300]Who do you belong to?[/glow]
I am the leader of the Corinthian Coven.
[glow=red,2,300]Where to you live?[/glow]
I have homes multi-nationally but currently we are based out of Forks, Washington
[glow=red,2,300]Are you in school?[/glow]
That is an amusing question.
Personality:
[glow=red,2,300]So, what do you like to eat?[/glow]
Chimpanzee blood.
[glow=red,2,300]What foods make you hurl?[/glow]
Anything else.
[glow=red,2,300]What do you like to do?[/glow]
Play violin, walk in the garden, dance at balls, throw parties and collect fast cars.
[glow=red,2,300]That’s some attitude, want to tell me about it?[/glow]
I am strong willed and confident. I have a large corporation and I will not allow anyone to jeopardize my operation or my family. I have a temper like you have never seen and to cross me could mean your death.
[glow=red,2,300]So, what’s so good about you?[/glow]
I am a family man; I will protect them at all costs. I am devilishy handsome and women throw themselves at me. I am also good at everything I do.
[glow=red,2,300]Do you have any flaws?[/glow]
I have a bad temper and I tend to meddle in the lives of my children. My demands are a little over bearing. I have a hatred for the Agency and all involved and I kill to easily when it comes to dealing with any of them.
Other:
[glow=red,2,300]What else can you tell me?[/glow]
Quite honestly, I have grown bored with these questions.
[glow=red,2,300]Can you do anything cool?[/glow]
I can stop time, but don't tell anyone.
[glow=red,2,300]Show us your stuff.[/glow]
I already have.
