Post by xalvox on Mar 7, 2009 20:34:15 GMT -8
Character Name:Volturi, Alec
Status: Vampire
Power:Sensory Deprivation
Celebrity: Gaspard Ulliel ( I know he's older, but it never specifies how old Alec really is, so i usually put him around sixteen)
Password:BlueMoon
RPG Sample:"Ples----." The man's voice stopped, his body collapsing from beneath him. Alec's hand tightend, the man's breathing slowing. He stepped forward, lowering himself down to the withering vampire's ear. "Hurts dosen't it? Well, it will all be over soon." His hand moved swiftly, tearing the vampire apart in two quick strokes. He pulled a match from his pocket, dropping fire to the dismantled parts. "We are not playmates. Dont ever toy with us like that again." he snapped, turning to the pack of vampires behind him. "Immortal children are not something we take lightly. Too bad he didn't know. Well, know you all do, and if Aro ever hears of any one of you toying with this, we will be forced to eradicate you all." He looked on at the cowering people before him, and qucikly dissapred into the forest.
He never really liked what he had to do, but his job was clear., To protect the vampire world at all cost. He could handle the murder, the seemingly justified killing of one of there own. But could they ever really prove that it was right? He had to keep these thoughts to himself, because if the heads ever heard what he was really thinking, he would be destroyed. He lived in fear, and he knew it, but he could never bring himself to leave Jane, and Aro, his father, for all intensive purposes. He loved them, but was continually tortured by what he had to seem to be proud of. He hated himself, and what the volturi truly were. Evil, murderous, monsters.
Status: Vampire
Power:Sensory Deprivation
Celebrity: Gaspard Ulliel ( I know he's older, but it never specifies how old Alec really is, so i usually put him around sixteen)
Password:BlueMoon
RPG Sample:"Ples----." The man's voice stopped, his body collapsing from beneath him. Alec's hand tightend, the man's breathing slowing. He stepped forward, lowering himself down to the withering vampire's ear. "Hurts dosen't it? Well, it will all be over soon." His hand moved swiftly, tearing the vampire apart in two quick strokes. He pulled a match from his pocket, dropping fire to the dismantled parts. "We are not playmates. Dont ever toy with us like that again." he snapped, turning to the pack of vampires behind him. "Immortal children are not something we take lightly. Too bad he didn't know. Well, know you all do, and if Aro ever hears of any one of you toying with this, we will be forced to eradicate you all." He looked on at the cowering people before him, and qucikly dissapred into the forest.
He never really liked what he had to do, but his job was clear., To protect the vampire world at all cost. He could handle the murder, the seemingly justified killing of one of there own. But could they ever really prove that it was right? He had to keep these thoughts to himself, because if the heads ever heard what he was really thinking, he would be destroyed. He lived in fear, and he knew it, but he could never bring himself to leave Jane, and Aro, his father, for all intensive purposes. He loved them, but was continually tortured by what he had to seem to be proud of. He hated himself, and what the volturi truly were. Evil, murderous, monsters.
