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Post by Degon Maldetto on Jul 8, 2009 16:48:56 GMT -8
Name: Degon Full Name: Degon Rayner Maldetto Human Name: Dragos Degon Ripanu Age: Appears to be 25, because he is 25 Date of Birth: May 15th, 1983 Zodiac Sign: Taurus Weight: 190lbs Body Build: Athletic and Muscular Height: 6 foot 3 Sex: Male Race: Vampire/Elf Sexuality: Straight Martial Status: In a relationship. Love Interest: SilentAria. Nationality: Romanian Originally From: Bãile Tuºnad, Romania Language Spoken: English and Russian Biological Parents: Unknown Legal Guardians: Mr. and Mrs. Ripanu Guardians Job: Owners of the Orphanage where Degon grew up  You have drunk 886 pints of blood.
Powers: Second-sight Suction Surprise Perception Celerity(1) Stamina(3) Shadows(3) Thievery(3) Locate(2) Telepathy(3) Charisma(3)
You are the sire of one other vampire, including: Malody (1218).
your lineage runs as follows: Nikki-Doll (1682) and the master vampire Master Dracula (24936).
your close siblings include: frog (631) and SilentAria (2681).
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Post by Degon Maldetto on Jul 8, 2009 16:49:23 GMT -8
 Eyes: A red eye and a brown eye with a white pupil. He gained the red eye during a childhood accident. His other eye went blind due to momentary absence of reasoning. Hair: Dirty blonde hair cut in a shaggy fashion. Tends to fall into his eyes Markings: Scars adorning his wrists and hands due to his habit of chewing there. Another scar running near his eye from a tree branch. Tattoos: On his shoulder, a tattoo of his zodiac sign. More on the way. Piercings: One lip piercing. Clothing: Can range from button up shirts and dress pants to running around in a pair of boxers. Skin: Sun kissed, though he is becoming quite pale  Degon is very quiet and shy, unless around his mother or sister, who he tends to annoy on purpose. Overprotective, he'll defend anyone who needs it, whether he likes them or not. He's calm and kind. He also has a short temper, but doesn't show his anger in public. Degon is also very loyal to those he loves. Due to meeting..certain people...Degon is becoming quite cocky and sarcastic. |
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Post by Degon Maldetto on Jul 8, 2009 16:49:48 GMT -8
 Birth:"Oh shit!" a very pregnant lady said, doubled over in pain from a contraction. This thing inside of her had stolen her job. Taken away her life. The woman couldn't wait for it to be out of her so she could dispose of it and return to her job as a street whore. Of course she would have a slip up. No whore was perfect in their jobs. Some obtained a disease, others were killed, and still others ended up with the most horrifying fate. Getting pregnant. The man she figured had gotten her pregnant was very queer. He had red eyes, which startled her at first until he pulled out the money. $10 grand for a fuck, so she didn't mind a bit. "Holy christ!" she yelled as another contraction overtook her body. The woman pressed her hand against the wall, bracing herself. How could she have done this to herself? Only 23 and she was having a child. "Only a couple of pushes, and its out." she mumbled to herself. "I can do this." The woman pushed and pushed, aiming to get the kid out. After what seemed like an eternity to the hooker, the child lay on the pavement, crying. The young woman wrinkled her nose, then glanced around. An orphange lay dead ahead of her. A perfect place to dispose of the burden that now lay, crying harder, in her arms. She bolted over to the steps, then lay the baby down on the step. Raising a hand, she beat on the door until she heard footsteps coming toward it. She then turned around and took off down the street. A elderly woman opened the door, looking around. She heard crying and looked down at the ground, her eyes widening at the sight of a new addition to the ones that were already inside the building. She bent down, scooping the small child into her arms before she gasped. He had red eyes. "You need a name, yes? Well, you are now Dragos Degon Ripanu." she said before walking into the building, shutting the door behind her. There, the young boy's life began.Ages 1-7As time went on, the boy grew as any normal child would. Though there were a few things about him that made normal people nervous. Like, the fact he was alarmingly tall and he had pointed ears. Dragos was the only five year old boy who was 5 foot 2. He watched as countless children came in and then were adopted out. He usually didn't have enough time to get to know the others, so he just called them by a number. Until one day, another child came in. Her name was Holly, and to Dragos, she was the most amazing creature to ever grace the Earth. She had black hair and bright blue eyes, an odd combination much like his own. The two grew close, so much so that Dragos soon developed a crush on her. They would do everything together, but one thing they never did was go to the forest behind the Orphanage. Mr. Ripanu forbid it, going so far as to say "If I catch you back there, you'll be locked in the basement for a month." The old man had one downfall, and that was, if he wasn't obeyed, he would go into a rage. No child dared to ever disobey him.
But Holly was one of those girls who got everything they wanted by simply batting their eyelashes at their 'prey'. With her bright blue eyes, she could do anything, even get Mr. Ripanu to do whatever she bid. One day, when the old man was away, Holly became very antsy and convinced Dragos, who never got into any trouble, to go out into the woods to play. The forbidden woods. Mrs Ripanu had told the children stories of vile things that had lived in those woods, which made Dragos very nervous. The young boy, ready to impress the young girl, went into the woods anyway. He wandered deep into the forest, hoping to find something out there that was of importance to bring back to Holly. Dragos paused as he heard a sound behind him. He slowly turned around, then was attacked by who knows what. The thing had tackled him to the ground, then gouged out his left eye. The thing then left him alone, laying on the ground. The boy, who had been screaming, blacked out. When he woke up, he was in the hospital, blind in one eye. Doctors and nurses bustled around him, trying to figure out what to do with his eye. It was then they decided that they would remove his eye and give him a new one, even if it didn't work. But miraculously, it did. Thus he gained a different eye, making him stand out more than was needed. He now had a red eye. |
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Post by Degon Maldetto on Jul 8, 2009 16:50:05 GMT -8
Ages 8-15
Holly and Dragos continued to be the best of friends even after the incident, hanging around with each other and staying safe that way, though old Mr. Ripanu never trusted them again. They avoided being adopted out as much as possible, though for Dragos, it wasn't that hard.
When Dragos turned fifteen, however, his life would take a major nosedive. It was his birthday, as he remembers, and he had just blown out the candles. Being the oldest in the orphanage had it's perks, like the owners treating you like their own. A young French couple came into the dreary place. They had traveled to this place to adopt a little girl and they had their eyes set on Holly. The young duo tried everything to get the couple to change their mind, but they wouldn't have it. They wanted her, and that was that. So, with a few papers and a couple of signatures, Holly was on her way out the door and out of Dragos life forever, or so it seemed.
Age 16 - 18:
These years went by extra slow for the young Romanian. He continued to watch children roam in and out in a heartbeat. Dragos had vowed never to get close to another one of them again, so long as he lived in that place. He learned to drive, like any normal child at the age of sixteen would. The boy was quick and learned fast. Another year passed and it was just as uneventful as any other year.
At the tender age of eighteen, Mrs and Mr Ripanu decided that it was time for him to leave the safety and comfort of their home. Giving him some money and his things, they forced him away from the only place he ever knew. With his dashing good looks, he could con his way into a place to stay. Because of this, he usually ended up in girls' houses. This would, inevitably, lead to his demise.
The Change:
Dragos continued to travel the countryside, sleeping in his car or in a stranger's house. One day, he happened upon a broken down house that seemed like no one had used it in ages. He pulled his car over and got out, walking up the creaky stairs. The man knocked and waited for an answer, and was surprised to see Holly answering it. Of course, Holly offered him a place in her house to stay and over dinner, they chatted about their lives and how everything was going. When he got tired, the woman showed him where he was going to sleep and they said their good nights.
Later that night, Holly crept back into his room. Dragos opened an eye, though they were heavy with sleep. She smiled widely at him, showing off her canines that seemed to have just appeared. Before he could make a move, the woman jumped on him and that was that. He blacked out.
When he came to, he realized what had happened. Holly was sitting in front of him, spitting on the floor. She told him that he must be half Elf, because she could taste it as she drank from him. In a panic, Dragos grabbed Holly and dragged her downstairs. Before anything happened, Holly told him she had renamed him Degon. In a flash of anger, the man pushed the woman out the door and into the bright sunlight, forcing Holly to leave his life, well, now unlife, forever. He waited until it was dark and searched the house, finding a single slip of paper with only two words printed on it: Ravenblack City. He decided he would go there to find what he was looking for.
Ravenblack- A city for the undead:
Dragos, or Degon, now knew where he needed to go. Getting in his car in the dead of night, he slammed on the gas and headed to the desination. After what seemed like an eternity to him, he arrived in the mysterious city. He hopped out of the car, leaving it at the sign. Wandering around, he noticed that no one occupied the streets and if they did, they had a frightened appearence. To this, he blinked. His acute hearing, however, picked up on music and laughter coming from a tavern. He pushed open the tavern doors and looked around at all the people, each like him. Or, close to. Here he would meet his sire, Nikki-Doll. This was his new home and here he would stay.
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Post by Degon Maldetto on Jul 8, 2009 16:50:31 GMT -8
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