Post by Jonathan Wright on Jun 1, 2008 18:36:24 GMT -5
&& You Know Me As..
Outside I Am;; Elias
My Inner Being;; Jonathan E Wright
What's My Age;; 16
My Sex Is;; Male
I'm Totally;; Straight
I'm Just A;; Sophomore
&& Check Me Out
My Posture Stands;; As far as the average human goes, or the average vampire, if you are the type to be specific, Jonathan is slightly taller, but only by about an inch and a half, standing at around 5 feet 10 inches when combined with the slight height gain that comes with wearing shoes at all. He tries to make himself look taller by doing such things as wearing tall hats or taller shoes to look more intimidating or imposing when he goes out on a hunt for blood.
Due to a constant state of worry and anger, mixed with the realization that as a vampire he no longer needs food and that the only thing he needs to feed on was blood, and at that only to keep him beautiful and sane, he is horribly thin, almost looking anorexic. Luckily, he has just enough fat to actually survive and look human, without, as he would say, "wasting time on such frivolous and unneeded things such as eating when I could be working and planning. What do you think I am, a powerless, feeble human? A man of mortal means, rather then a creature which people of this world could easily call a demi god? No, I am a vampire. I have no need for any food except for the taste of warm blood on my lips."
As far as muscles go, Jonathan has them, and is willing to show them off. Due to the fact that he will be willing to do anything to make himself stronger, faster, more powerful over the feeble humans, he constantly works out, willing to fore go sleep in order to work out, much to the annoyance of his master back before he was slain. But still, his lust for power was more powerful then any emotion in his body, so his own drive made sleep almost irrelevant.
What A Face;; Jonathan always, no matter what the condition, weather, or whether he's wearing a hat or not, wears his black hair down, it's length going all the way down to around the base of his neck, give or take a centimeter or two. His hair come down in long emo bangs, usually covering his eyes and making him look horribly demented, though he some times forces them off to the side of his fore head with gel, exposing his eyes, which are an extremely light blue, brightly contrasting with his usual black fashion. When he goes out on a feasting spree at night, just to creep out his sometimes willing victims, he wears contacts that cover his entire eyes, making the completely black and demented looking.
His face is thin, and his cheek bones stick out, making his lower face seem even thinner then it really is. His face is long also, his chin sticks out. His face is cleanly shaven, without even a cut or a single left over stubble of hair, liking to be extremely clean. Also he has no pimples or acne or anything of the sort, not only because he is a vamp, but also because he's a bit of a clean freak.
All My Style;; Jonathan, while having many different clothes, is usually seen in one of three things.
1: Whenever he feels like getting in touch with the human that died all those years ago and hanging out with the (feeble) mortals, he always dresses up in the most humble, down to earth clothes he can find: Black boots, camo shorts, a grey sleeveless shirt, and a cowboy hat.
2: When he is feeling emo and all that, he wears the same boots along with black pants, a black long sleeve T-shirt, and fingerless gloves.
3: When he's in full vampire mode and out on the hunt, he wears his black contacts, a long black trench coat, a grey vest, a black tie, white shirt, and black dress pants and shoes, and a black top hat.
Label Me;; 95% of the time: Loner. Other 5%: Random
My Art/Piercings;; A brand of a snake on the inside of his right arm.
&& Seeing Right Through
Jonathan himself can be described in two words: Masochistic, and sadistic. I know that it is hard to pull off both, but he does it. He hates himself be being the one to murder his father in order to protect his master, and he hates everyone else due to his master's demented nature, believing that vampires should rule the world and destroy the pitiful, feeble minded humans. He constantly pushes people way, out of sheer habit, though deep down inside he wants to be loved, though he keeps denying himself even that out of his sheer hatred and detestment for himself, which he tries to hide, usually unsuccessfully, though since he tries to avoid people as much as possible normally, he usually slides by.
While the man hates life, he, deep down inside, really wants to regain the humanity he lost under his master's iron fist. He was ruled like a slave, though he was loved, but not how he wanted. He was loved like a prodigy, not a son. He accepted it though, and thus is as demented as his master, though he tries to lose his demented psychology and tries to act as a socially active person who doesn't want to crush all the human loving vampires' and humans' skulls in with a shovel or other horribly painful forms of improvisable weaponry and violent forms of torture.
When he goes on the hunt, his personality can vary. He'll either feel like feeding on and murdering humans, killing human loving vamps, ors going on the hunt of other vamps wanting power by feasting and killing human and human loving vamps just like him. But one thing always stays the same. He a different being takes over, one who is horribly charismatic, albeit at the price of being smart-alecky. It's one that believes in using scare tactics or, in the case of feeding on female humans, flirtation.
Lovin' It;; Darkness, the thrill of the hunt, scaring his victims, girls with glasses (Pulled that one out of nowhere)
I Despise It;; Light in general, Nights when nothing happens.
Another Day In Life;; Archery
&& A Deadly Secret
So I Sink In My Fangs;; Yes
Secrets That Only I know;; Predicting the future
&& Back To The Past
Related Much;;
Father: Nicholas Wright (vampire hunter. Dead)
Mother: Melissa Wright (Vampire hunter. Dead)
Brother: Nicholas “Phoenix” Wright JR. (Vampire Hunter. Dead)
Vampire Master: Known simply as The Snake. (Dead)
Step Father: Alejandro Beckett (Vampire Hunter. 43)
Funny Little Critters;; None
Let Me Explain;; At age zero, Jonathan was born. This took place on the 7th of February in the year 1870. (Or if I'm wrong and the vamps aren't ageless in this rp, 1992) He was born to the Wrights, a well known group of vampire hunters. Of course, by vampire hunters, I mean humans who work with the vampires trying to blend in with society to try and kill the crazy demented vampires who want to destroy the humans and take over the world. Jonathan was trained in the ancient arts of vampire hunting, from strategies to wards to the art of bow hunting, used to pierce the vampires with wooden arrows.
It was on his second mission. He was sent into the layer of one of the most powerful vampires ever with his brother. They had gotten past various traps and the vampire lord's minions, and finally had reached the creature's layer. There an amazing climactic and horrifying battle took place, ending with Nicholas Junior dying and Jonathan passing out. When he had awaked, he didn't know what had happened, he felt light headed, but powerful at the same time. He also felt hungry. It was then that, after a talk with the vampire lord who called him self The Snake, he realized that he was a vampire. There, The Snake made him freeze, take off his shirt, and then stick his arms out, where Jonathan's new master branded, literally branded with the hot iron and everything, his arm with a snake, the symbol of The Snake. (Big revelation, right.) Jonathan then spent the next few months as a slave who got everything he wanted, except for freedom. That's when his entire family came to save him. But, by that time, Jonathan had realized his duties as a vampire. At first, he just stood on the sidelines as he watched his master take on his family. But then, after every one else was dead, Nicholas Sr. suddenly went into a complete blood rage, and wasn't going down. The Snake was cornered. Jonathan had to save him. Jonathan went into action, killing his own father. Of course, just after killing his father, he realized what he had done, and instantly went into depression and start becoming horribly masochistic.
For years, he was a major player under The Snake, defending his master with all his might, going on missions, and studying everything that The Snake believed in. He began to hate humans, and all vampires that helped them. This went on until a few years ago, when he came back from a mission, finding The Snake being attacked. Before Jonathan could do anything, his master was dead. And Jonathan mourned the body, the vampire hunter went to talk to him. After a ton of discussion, the hunter, Alejandro Beckett, ended up taking Jonathan under his wing, and, as Jonathan says, "Became his new master."
&& Right Here And Now
Picture Perfect;; www.danielradcliffepictures.org/daniel-radcliffe.jpg
I Resemble Who;; Daniel Radcliffe
See How I Roll;;I stood in front of the castle as I watched the figures approach me. I recognized who they were. They were my family, mixed in with a few of their allies. They seemed like easy enough prey, especially since I already knew their strategies. This was perfect. But I still should alert my master.
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I woke calmly, trying not to go back to... It wasn't sleep, but I didn't know what else to call it. The dream... The nightmare, it was of the day my family got slaughtered. It was one of the two nightmares I had. Luckily, I was able to wake myself up before I got to the part I hated.
The other nightmare was also a flashback. It was of one of my missions I was on before I was rescued by my new master. I had to go to a hospital, where I would kill the son of a vampire hunting couple, along with the couple themselves. Of course, my orders didn't keep me from get in a few other kills while I was there. The walls were soaked in blood, and the cries and screams of the people seemed to stick to me. Normally the cries would be what kept me going, but there was something about them... It reminded him of when he was first turned into a vampire.
I quickly shook off the sleep. I didn't need sleep. The only real reason vampires rested was because it gave them something to do. I, on the other hand, was busy. I took a sip of the blood that sat in a wine glass on my desk, then turned back to the book I was studying.