Post by andre amoroque on Feb 23, 2009 22:56:55 GMT -5
"quote/lyric describing your character"
You pulled me under, if I had to give in
Alias: Kenji
Age: 19
Experience level: Good enough
Such a beautiful myth
NAME: Andre Michael Amoroque
CLAN: Vampire
AGE: Appears in his late teens
BIRTHDAY:
GENDER: Male
PLACE OF BIRTH:
TYPE: [Vegetarian, Nomad, Volturi, Newborn]
TRUE AGE:
ABILITY: Not all vampires have one. For the time being, these are only allowed for cannons
STATUS: have a mate or are you alone?
That's breaking my skin
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APPEARANCE
Andre is a porcelain god. He was such before his turning, and becoming a vampire has only made this oh so painfully apparent. It's as if even the blind could sense his unearthly beauty. His deep golden hair has a natural wave to it, much like his sister's, though he often keeps it cropped short so it is less noticeable. His fine features have an air of gentle femininity without making him look weak. His eyes have a gentle almond shape, framed with thick, long lashes. When he was human, they were a startling blue, however they now seem to stay a healthy shade of amber. Andre makes it a point to keep well fed, never again wishing to sink into the agony of hunger he felt so many years ago when he was forced to live off whatever Susannah was capable of sending in to the basement. He is not exceedingly tall, only reaching the modest height of five feet and six inches. His build is slight, with only a hint of muscle tone, beguiling the raw power of his strength. He is always dressed in well tailored, high end clothing. Andre likes to keep his style as shard as his teeth.
Well I'll hide all the bruises
ADORE 10+ likes
DESPISE 10+ dislikes
SHUN 4+ fears
CLASSIFIED 3+ secrets
DESIRES 1+ wants
PERSONALITY
Once upon a time, Andre was the golden boy of his family. Charming, polite, exceedingly intelligent and talented... He was everything you could want in a son and in an older brother. Even with his rather large competitive streak, he was a kind person that rarely belittled other people in his search for perfection. Andre always seemed to be in competition with himself rather than other people, striving to out do what was expected of him... which was a feat in of itself as his parents only expected the best. Since becoming a vampire, most everything about dear Andre has become twisted in some fashion, mostly due to the fact that he has lost all love for humanity. His charismatic charm is now a dangerous tool. His strive for perfection is now a continuous game to exert his superiority over others. He isn't demanding or outwardly violent... oh no... that would make him seem brutish. Instead he has a way of dancing around the more direct ways of proving himself, using his own knowledge of the mind to make you believe anything he might suggest was your idea in the first place.
I'll hide all the damage that's done
FAMILY
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PETS
HISTORY
The first child and a male. Anthony and Christine Amoroque couldn't have been more happy. The wealthy couple had the perfect heir to the family name. The Amoroque's whole world revolved around their beautiful, talented son, even after their second child, Susannah entered the picture. Even though the sun seemed to revolve around whatever Andre did, he was a doting brother and loved his little sister very much. He wasn't the protective sort as much as most older brother's, rather he tried to make her as much a part of his world as he could. Whenever he went somewhere, he made it a point to make sure Susannah went too. This was especially true when he performed.
Andre was a prodigal viola player. He did things with the stringed instrument that baffled and delighted most master's. He was the sort of player that became a muse to composers. Music was written specifically for him to play, and play he did. He acquired a small bit of fame in the city where he grew up and played for officials of government and other famous and important people. He would be requested personally because of his ability to impress and his 'older than his years' demeanor. At fifteen he could hold an in depth conversation with any older great mind of the time.
When he was seventeen, he'd reached a point of his schooling that tore him away from the place where he grew up, and from his dear little sister. It was during his first year at university that he met the man who would change his world forever. Andre had performed his freshman recital and was walking back to the dormitory housing in the evening when an admirer of his work approached him. Dorian was beautiful and enigmatic and Andre was immediately taken a back. He'd never met a person he could consider more striking than himself. The fact that this man was complimenting him and praising him for his superiority stroked young Andre's ego in all the right places. What's more, Dorian seemed to hold everyone else as inferior. What followed was a strange sort of seduction into the extreme wealth and class that Dorian could offer. Andre had found himself someone to hero worship, even with the man's odd eccentricities. Dorian had followed the youth home for the holidays when his true intentions came to light.
"As perfect as you are, Andre," Dorian said on the train, "I know of a way to make you even more glorious." Intrigued, Andre began to ask questions. The answer was a physical one. Horrified and confused, Andre quickly parted company and returned home, not planning on speaking to Dorian ever again... but this sickness he suddenly had... The pain... What had Dorian done to him? Being confined to his bed two days, Andre had to sneak out of his parent's home to seek the man out himself. He was where he'd planned on being the whole time and didn't seem surprised at all to find the boy in such a sickened state, saying "You didn't give me time to explain everything."
At first, Andre was a little horrified at his new existence, but he couldn't deny that exhilarating feeling he felt when he drank his first ounce of human blood. He was addicted. Feeling that power and perfection, it was all he wanted. But in his eagerness to feel that rush made him a little sloppy. Of course, his parents were horrified when they found one of their house servants dead and drained of blood in his room. They covered it up well enough. Thinking him mad, they locked the boy up in their basement. They planned on having doctors come to look at him, but being locked away made Andre increasingly violent and volatile. His agonizing cries for blood were horrific and drove his sister to sneaking him animals and whatever else she could to their basement just to keep him from agony.
But Susannah could only do so much.
The poor girl finally found a moment to release Andre and in his blood thirsty rage, he attacked her. Draining enough blood to make her unconscious, but not to yet out right kill her. Frightened, he brought her to Dorian demanding he save her from death. Thrilled to have his perfect pet back, Dorian was glad to have one more piece of leverage over Andre. The three were supposed to live as a little family unit, but Susannah couldn't exist as Andre could. And Andre, having been degenerated to a mere animal by his parents who once adored him, had lost all love for humanity. So Susannah left and Andre stayed with Dorian.
But I show how I'm feeling until all the feeling has gone
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