Post by john on Jul 15, 2007 0:16:24 GMT -5
Name: John Cryton
Age: 17
Species: Human, Male.
History: When he was 15 he got a job at a local media store, selling video games, music and movies. He enjoyed his job and soon found himself enjoying drugs. He was not a loser junkie, he didn't steal to get his fix or spiral down the drain. Soon he became a dealer, know for it in school. He wasn't very shady but he was pale with dark circles around his eyes. Lack of sleep, he soon found he was an insomniac.
One day while working in the store he spied a girl; she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life. She had dark red hair, glasses that hid her true beauty and the greenest eyes John had ever seen, she was perfect. After watching her in the store a couple times, John approached and found out she was waiting for him. Her name was Allison, John asked her out and they hit it off beautifully. They went out almost everyday, staying out late and having the time of their lives.
Turning 16, John got his drivers license and his grandfather 69 Dodge Charger. John loved the car, but loved Allison more. They would drive to the bluffs and stare at the stars together.
Then one day a man approached Allison, claiming she was now a slayer. Allison was dipped into the world John coined "The Nightlife." He was with her all the time, trying to protect her, although she protected him more. Allison befriended a witch, Noranti, her watchers good friend. Soon John, Allison and Noranti became like family.
Soon a vampire named Cagen moved in to town, bringing with him a gang. It was really too much for Allison to hand, luckily Noranti was there to help. John felt like he was on the sidelines and soon he and Allison became distant. While she was out fighting, he was inside his house trying to learn how to fight along with her.
One day, John was trying to prove himself and fight a vampire who was alone. John barley escaped with his life. Allison was devastated and went after Cagen. She fought his gang by herself and found herself losing. Then John came to her rescue, still injured.
He killed the last of Cagen's men and rushed to Allison's aide. Cagen however found his advantage and took it, he killed the slayer by stabbing her with her own stake and shooting her several time. John was defenseless as Cagen left. He held Allison in his arms as she died.
After Allison died, John found himself dead inside, void of all emmotion except for hate and vengeance. Noranti was shocked at his new self and was somewhat scared for him. She tried to persuade him to realize it was not his fault for Allison's death. But he wouldn't listen.
One day, john woke with a bad headache and no memory of the past three months, he could remember only a few fragments of Allison, She was a slayer, that he loved her, that she loved him and that she was dead. He could remember Noranti as well and began to search for her, but she was gone. He was furious at what was going on and became someone else entirely. He found himself confronted by a Hunter. The man said John had potential. John joined this man, finding out he was part of a Hunter Guild, called the Pentakoff Hunters. John became a member; he killed ruthlessly and found himself praised as one of the greatest hunters of supernatural beings.
One day he found Noranti, she explained that he tried to destroy his memory so he would not remember Allison. He wanted to cure himself, So Noranti gave him a special inhalant device filled with a leaves from a Mentis plant. It would help him slowly remember who Allison was. Now he searches for Cagen, to get his revenge, to avenge his beloved slayer Allison
Personality: Cold, Dark. John is barely alive. He seemed to live on the fringe of his mind, always absent of thought and emmotion. He was once really happy and sarcastical. now he's empty and full of hatred.
Appearence: John has piercing green eyes, a skinny but muscular frame, His black/blue hair is molded into a short mowhawk, thanks to his Irish heritage his skin is pale and he burns in the sun. He wears dirty, roughed up black and white converse with phrases, names and bands written all over the white parts.
His dark blue jeans are always tattered or ripped. He wears tight dark colored t-shirts under his black CKY hoodie and black SPEAR-HEAD jacket. He's about 5'8 and roughly 150 pounds. You'll often see him wearing sunglasses all day long, even at night. He is blank of emotion most of the time.
Sample RP:John moved through the halls of the abandon building slowly. The Helicopter outside circling to shine its lights inside and find the hiding creature. John held his modified P90 close to make sure he could fire it off as soon as he caught sight of the demon. He moved into a room and scoured it with the bright LED light of his gun. Nothing, he moved out and into the next room. A flash, he turned to it, nothing but a rat. He sighed and suddenly was struck on the back. The demon girl dropped from the ceiling and knocked him down. John rolled, removing a switchblade from his pocket. The demon stared and laughed.
"What you think yer gunna stick me with that."
"If you come close I will, I've got nothing to lose but a pathetic life."
"Then you and I are similar."
"No, I'm not a killer demon with a nice ass."
"Funny, you seem like the type who's more into humans than demon."
"Yah well if you weren't a killer, I would take yah to the movies."
"I'm no killer, but you, I believe you have taken more lives than you think."
"What are you saying, yer not a killer?"
"No…who told yo-" The helicopter suddenly opened fire and the demon dove to the floor next to John.
"Better find a comfy place," John muttered. "They won't give up easy."
"Unlike you, you haven't tried to stake me, even though I am vulnerable."
John looked down at the knife in his hand, it was true he could kill her and she could kill him, but he didn't feel like it right now. Maybe it was because she was a girl.
"Cryton! Are you alright, whats yer status."
"Stalking the enemy, but I can't hear since that d**n chain gun is going off."
"Helo saw the target, has it pinned 5th level, where are you?"
"Heading up, Get the helo out, I'm trying to kill something."
"Roger, Pentakoff is coming in; he wants to see this himself."
"nuts, listen ummm, f**k!" He was on his back the demon girl next to him, she distracted him from thinking. The Helicopter moved away and stopped firing its gun.
John stood and grabbed his gun, he looked at the demon. Not sure what to do with Pentakoff coming and the demon girl he kind of hoped to save, hoping it would save himself.
"Get out of here."
"What?"
"Get out, leave this building, get to the roof, jump to the next building. Hide out there."
"But-"
"Listen my boss is coming, one botched job is not gunna look bad fer me because I've killed so many that I'm not sure if I can keep on going like this."
"Please I don't really-"
Suddenly a man walked in, dressed in full battle gear and holding a large assault rifle. He was old around 40; He smiled as he stepped in.
"Waiting for me eh John, well you can take her out now."
"Sir, I been thinking, can't we do a background check, we can't take the opinion of some-"
"Cryton, you're like a son to me, but this is a demon, they're all the same now do away with her."
"Please, John I-" The demon tried to plead for her life. John raised his gun as she began to cry.
"Do it John." Pentakoff said. John aimed for the demons head and fire; a silver bullet went straight through her head as she suddenly turned to ash and fire.
"Good job John, I am proud, you will become the greatest hunter I have ever seen."
"I already am." John said as he walked out of the room, he was sick of taking orders from some old man who claimed himself and Hunter. There was no sport in killing something that didn't deserve to die.
Secret Word: Boo
Age: 17
Species: Human, Male.
History: When he was 15 he got a job at a local media store, selling video games, music and movies. He enjoyed his job and soon found himself enjoying drugs. He was not a loser junkie, he didn't steal to get his fix or spiral down the drain. Soon he became a dealer, know for it in school. He wasn't very shady but he was pale with dark circles around his eyes. Lack of sleep, he soon found he was an insomniac.
One day while working in the store he spied a girl; she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life. She had dark red hair, glasses that hid her true beauty and the greenest eyes John had ever seen, she was perfect. After watching her in the store a couple times, John approached and found out she was waiting for him. Her name was Allison, John asked her out and they hit it off beautifully. They went out almost everyday, staying out late and having the time of their lives.
Turning 16, John got his drivers license and his grandfather 69 Dodge Charger. John loved the car, but loved Allison more. They would drive to the bluffs and stare at the stars together.
Then one day a man approached Allison, claiming she was now a slayer. Allison was dipped into the world John coined "The Nightlife." He was with her all the time, trying to protect her, although she protected him more. Allison befriended a witch, Noranti, her watchers good friend. Soon John, Allison and Noranti became like family.
Soon a vampire named Cagen moved in to town, bringing with him a gang. It was really too much for Allison to hand, luckily Noranti was there to help. John felt like he was on the sidelines and soon he and Allison became distant. While she was out fighting, he was inside his house trying to learn how to fight along with her.
One day, John was trying to prove himself and fight a vampire who was alone. John barley escaped with his life. Allison was devastated and went after Cagen. She fought his gang by herself and found herself losing. Then John came to her rescue, still injured.
He killed the last of Cagen's men and rushed to Allison's aide. Cagen however found his advantage and took it, he killed the slayer by stabbing her with her own stake and shooting her several time. John was defenseless as Cagen left. He held Allison in his arms as she died.
After Allison died, John found himself dead inside, void of all emmotion except for hate and vengeance. Noranti was shocked at his new self and was somewhat scared for him. She tried to persuade him to realize it was not his fault for Allison's death. But he wouldn't listen.
One day, john woke with a bad headache and no memory of the past three months, he could remember only a few fragments of Allison, She was a slayer, that he loved her, that she loved him and that she was dead. He could remember Noranti as well and began to search for her, but she was gone. He was furious at what was going on and became someone else entirely. He found himself confronted by a Hunter. The man said John had potential. John joined this man, finding out he was part of a Hunter Guild, called the Pentakoff Hunters. John became a member; he killed ruthlessly and found himself praised as one of the greatest hunters of supernatural beings.
One day he found Noranti, she explained that he tried to destroy his memory so he would not remember Allison. He wanted to cure himself, So Noranti gave him a special inhalant device filled with a leaves from a Mentis plant. It would help him slowly remember who Allison was. Now he searches for Cagen, to get his revenge, to avenge his beloved slayer Allison
Personality: Cold, Dark. John is barely alive. He seemed to live on the fringe of his mind, always absent of thought and emmotion. He was once really happy and sarcastical. now he's empty and full of hatred.
Appearence: John has piercing green eyes, a skinny but muscular frame, His black/blue hair is molded into a short mowhawk, thanks to his Irish heritage his skin is pale and he burns in the sun. He wears dirty, roughed up black and white converse with phrases, names and bands written all over the white parts.
His dark blue jeans are always tattered or ripped. He wears tight dark colored t-shirts under his black CKY hoodie and black SPEAR-HEAD jacket. He's about 5'8 and roughly 150 pounds. You'll often see him wearing sunglasses all day long, even at night. He is blank of emotion most of the time.
Sample RP:John moved through the halls of the abandon building slowly. The Helicopter outside circling to shine its lights inside and find the hiding creature. John held his modified P90 close to make sure he could fire it off as soon as he caught sight of the demon. He moved into a room and scoured it with the bright LED light of his gun. Nothing, he moved out and into the next room. A flash, he turned to it, nothing but a rat. He sighed and suddenly was struck on the back. The demon girl dropped from the ceiling and knocked him down. John rolled, removing a switchblade from his pocket. The demon stared and laughed.
"What you think yer gunna stick me with that."
"If you come close I will, I've got nothing to lose but a pathetic life."
"Then you and I are similar."
"No, I'm not a killer demon with a nice ass."
"Funny, you seem like the type who's more into humans than demon."
"Yah well if you weren't a killer, I would take yah to the movies."
"I'm no killer, but you, I believe you have taken more lives than you think."
"What are you saying, yer not a killer?"
"No…who told yo-" The helicopter suddenly opened fire and the demon dove to the floor next to John.
"Better find a comfy place," John muttered. "They won't give up easy."
"Unlike you, you haven't tried to stake me, even though I am vulnerable."
John looked down at the knife in his hand, it was true he could kill her and she could kill him, but he didn't feel like it right now. Maybe it was because she was a girl.
"Cryton! Are you alright, whats yer status."
"Stalking the enemy, but I can't hear since that d**n chain gun is going off."
"Helo saw the target, has it pinned 5th level, where are you?"
"Heading up, Get the helo out, I'm trying to kill something."
"Roger, Pentakoff is coming in; he wants to see this himself."
"nuts, listen ummm, f**k!" He was on his back the demon girl next to him, she distracted him from thinking. The Helicopter moved away and stopped firing its gun.
John stood and grabbed his gun, he looked at the demon. Not sure what to do with Pentakoff coming and the demon girl he kind of hoped to save, hoping it would save himself.
"Get out of here."
"What?"
"Get out, leave this building, get to the roof, jump to the next building. Hide out there."
"But-"
"Listen my boss is coming, one botched job is not gunna look bad fer me because I've killed so many that I'm not sure if I can keep on going like this."
"Please I don't really-"
Suddenly a man walked in, dressed in full battle gear and holding a large assault rifle. He was old around 40; He smiled as he stepped in.
"Waiting for me eh John, well you can take her out now."
"Sir, I been thinking, can't we do a background check, we can't take the opinion of some-"
"Cryton, you're like a son to me, but this is a demon, they're all the same now do away with her."
"Please, John I-" The demon tried to plead for her life. John raised his gun as she began to cry.
"Do it John." Pentakoff said. John aimed for the demons head and fire; a silver bullet went straight through her head as she suddenly turned to ash and fire.
"Good job John, I am proud, you will become the greatest hunter I have ever seen."
"I already am." John said as he walked out of the room, he was sick of taking orders from some old man who claimed himself and Hunter. There was no sport in killing something that didn't deserve to die.
Secret Word: Boo