Post by Jaderahs Fineah Tei Rothus on Jun 4, 2010 9:48:01 GMT -8
"Run, Run, as fast as you can. You won't get away; it's not in the plan."
Name: Jaderahs Fineah Tei Rothus
Nickname(s): Jade, Roth (but usually Jade)
Age: 116
Date of Birth: March 5
Sexuality: Bisexual
Blood: Incunubus Vampire
Abilities: Instinct
Loyalty: As if he has any
Status/Occupation: Lingers about in the Cities
and villages of Illinor
Appearance: Quite tall for a Daemon, he stands
a little over six feet. He has thick black hair that
stops at the top of his shoulders and hangs ever so
slightly in his face. There is one yellow streak
running down the side of his bangs. His eyes are a
piercing yellow that sometimes change to red if he is
angered or aroused. He has pale skin, but not sickly
pale. He wears black pants that hang on his hips and,
when travelling among humans, a long black jacket that
reaches down to his calves.He'd much rather go without
it, though.
Personality: Smooth. Cunning. Untameable. He is
the epitome of attraction. Everything about him makes
you want him, from his super silky voice to his more
than perfect smile. He doesn't need Bardic charm- he
has plenty of his own. Like most of his kind, he has
an untameable air about him that gives him a wild
side. He never feels more at home than when he's in
some kind of crazy party with far too much drinking
and plenty of hot people. He's more like a pirate than
anything, except for the fact that he hates the ocean.
He is secretly claustrophobic, and will have a break
down if crammed into too small of a space. He doesn't
want to feel caged in by anything, EVER. He is
completely controlling in every situation, and fiercely
competitive. He has no interest in love- that kind of
thing is for the Fae. It is not wise to antagonize
him, in any way. If he gets you in his sights, he
will have you. There's no escaping it. He'll span
any length of time or space to get to you, whether you
want him or not.
History: Jade has had a long history of moving
from one partner to the next. He never stays with any
one person for more than a few days, unless he really
enjoys the way they do things. If a young person in a
community goes missing, he probably had something to
do with it. He usually chooses people that tend more
towards the "cute" side than the "sexy." He finds them
easier to persuade, and MUCH easier to hold down.
He has no memory of his parents, since they never
really tried to care about him. Sometimes he feels
like he doesn't even have any. Not that he really
cares, mind you. He has no need for family, and really
no need for friends. If he found someone that could
handle his dominating personality and put up with
getting hit on by him once in a while then perhaps he
would be able to find himself a good friend. He's not
opposed to the idea; he simply hasn't found anyone
that can handle him yet.
Roleplay Sample:
It was a perfect night. The moon was at its fullest,
and the heavens seemed so alive with countless stars.
Everything was still, from the wind to the birds.
Nothing seemed to be alive for miles, yet the feeling
in the air was far from eerie. It was one of those
warm summer nights when Jadejras Fineah Tei Rothus
enjoyed himself the most, patrolling the mostly empty
streets for his next victim.
He had been on this one's trail for quite some time,
and he had finally been able to cath up with her. It
was in a tavern, the first time they had met. She had
had the audacity to show him more than half of her
lovely, delicuous body and then to deny him the
plessures he desired. She was all too willing to play
the game, to tease the boys and to turn the heads.
But, when it really came down to it, she was scared.
Scared of herself, and scared of what she was
incapable of doing. He hadn't been able to figure out
why this time, since he had only been after her for
about a month.
Still, he had learned enough to know when she would be
home alone.
A deadly smile traced his thin lips, revealing his
sharp fangs to the flickering lamplight above. Yes,
tonight he would finally have his prey. It had been a
while since had had a female, and he was looking
forward to it. He finally made it to her door, looking
around smoothly to make certain that no one was
watching him. It was an extrememly rare thing, that
somebody would be spying on him, but it was
always better safe than sorry.
Without hesitaion, he made his way to the door and
knocked just loud enough on the frame. He certainly
wouldn't want the neighbors to wake and hear her
screams, now would he? After a moment, she came to the
door, and just like that his emotions became fixated
on only one thing. She was wearing only a rather
revealing night gown, made of just barely see-through
silk. He caught a glimpse of her gorgeous frame before
her eyes widened in shock and she tried to cover herself as
best as she could, but it didn't matter.
He smiled down at her, a sinister fanged grin, and
relished the fear in her eyes as she began to realize
that something was wrong. They always knew. They could
always tell that something was horribly wrong, but
they never closed the door.
"Hello, Elle," was all that he said before pushing his
way into the door.
She tried to scream, but his hand over her mouth
quickly stopped that. He glanced back out into the
night one last time, before closing the door and
setting to work at what he did best.
Yes, this was most definitely one of those nights.
Name: Jaderahs Fineah Tei Rothus
Nickname(s): Jade, Roth (but usually Jade)
Age: 116
Date of Birth: March 5
Sexuality: Bisexual
Blood: Incunubus Vampire
Abilities: Instinct
Loyalty: As if he has any
Status/Occupation: Lingers about in the Cities
and villages of Illinor
Appearance: Quite tall for a Daemon, he stands
a little over six feet. He has thick black hair that
stops at the top of his shoulders and hangs ever so
slightly in his face. There is one yellow streak
running down the side of his bangs. His eyes are a
piercing yellow that sometimes change to red if he is
angered or aroused. He has pale skin, but not sickly
pale. He wears black pants that hang on his hips and,
when travelling among humans, a long black jacket that
reaches down to his calves.He'd much rather go without
it, though.
Personality: Smooth. Cunning. Untameable. He is
the epitome of attraction. Everything about him makes
you want him, from his super silky voice to his more
than perfect smile. He doesn't need Bardic charm- he
has plenty of his own. Like most of his kind, he has
an untameable air about him that gives him a wild
side. He never feels more at home than when he's in
some kind of crazy party with far too much drinking
and plenty of hot people. He's more like a pirate than
anything, except for the fact that he hates the ocean.
He is secretly claustrophobic, and will have a break
down if crammed into too small of a space. He doesn't
want to feel caged in by anything, EVER. He is
completely controlling in every situation, and fiercely
competitive. He has no interest in love- that kind of
thing is for the Fae. It is not wise to antagonize
him, in any way. If he gets you in his sights, he
will have you. There's no escaping it. He'll span
any length of time or space to get to you, whether you
want him or not.
History: Jade has had a long history of moving
from one partner to the next. He never stays with any
one person for more than a few days, unless he really
enjoys the way they do things. If a young person in a
community goes missing, he probably had something to
do with it. He usually chooses people that tend more
towards the "cute" side than the "sexy." He finds them
easier to persuade, and MUCH easier to hold down.
He has no memory of his parents, since they never
really tried to care about him. Sometimes he feels
like he doesn't even have any. Not that he really
cares, mind you. He has no need for family, and really
no need for friends. If he found someone that could
handle his dominating personality and put up with
getting hit on by him once in a while then perhaps he
would be able to find himself a good friend. He's not
opposed to the idea; he simply hasn't found anyone
that can handle him yet.
Roleplay Sample:
It was a perfect night. The moon was at its fullest,
and the heavens seemed so alive with countless stars.
Everything was still, from the wind to the birds.
Nothing seemed to be alive for miles, yet the feeling
in the air was far from eerie. It was one of those
warm summer nights when Jadejras Fineah Tei Rothus
enjoyed himself the most, patrolling the mostly empty
streets for his next victim.
He had been on this one's trail for quite some time,
and he had finally been able to cath up with her. It
was in a tavern, the first time they had met. She had
had the audacity to show him more than half of her
lovely, delicuous body and then to deny him the
plessures he desired. She was all too willing to play
the game, to tease the boys and to turn the heads.
But, when it really came down to it, she was scared.
Scared of herself, and scared of what she was
incapable of doing. He hadn't been able to figure out
why this time, since he had only been after her for
about a month.
Still, he had learned enough to know when she would be
home alone.
A deadly smile traced his thin lips, revealing his
sharp fangs to the flickering lamplight above. Yes,
tonight he would finally have his prey. It had been a
while since had had a female, and he was looking
forward to it. He finally made it to her door, looking
around smoothly to make certain that no one was
watching him. It was an extrememly rare thing, that
somebody would be spying on him, but it was
always better safe than sorry.
Without hesitaion, he made his way to the door and
knocked just loud enough on the frame. He certainly
wouldn't want the neighbors to wake and hear her
screams, now would he? After a moment, she came to the
door, and just like that his emotions became fixated
on only one thing. She was wearing only a rather
revealing night gown, made of just barely see-through
silk. He caught a glimpse of her gorgeous frame before
her eyes widened in shock and she tried to cover herself as
best as she could, but it didn't matter.
He smiled down at her, a sinister fanged grin, and
relished the fear in her eyes as she began to realize
that something was wrong. They always knew. They could
always tell that something was horribly wrong, but
they never closed the door.
"Hello, Elle," was all that he said before pushing his
way into the door.
She tried to scream, but his hand over her mouth
quickly stopped that. He glanced back out into the
night one last time, before closing the door and
setting to work at what he did best.
Yes, this was most definitely one of those nights.