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Post by Lestat de Lioncourt on Aug 19, 2008 10:05:45 GMT -8
I was... chosen, by an old coot. He selected me right out of the Paris theatre for my youth, vitality, and vicious will to live. The irony. After I was turned, he lept into the fire, and I found a pile of 30 some odd Aryan boys, all my age.
Oh, and a chest full of gold and jewels. Gotta love rich sires! ;D
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Genevive Sinclair
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Post by Genevive Sinclair on Aug 19, 2008 10:23:40 GMT -8
I was born into this world as Genevieve Laurette Conn, on Dec.21, 1979. When I was 15 or so, a man and his two lackeys visited my home in the middle of the night. I awoke to my father and mother arguing loudly with the intruders and sneaked downstairs to see what was going on. I sensed that these men wished to cause harm to my parents, and tried to go for help. Next thing I know, I'm suffering from a severe head ache and my parents were gone.
My father's parents took me in, and they convinced me that what I claimed to have saw was all a bad dream. About 3 months later, my parents' remains were found in their car at the bottom of a lake. For 8 years I believed that my parents had perished in a car accident. It wasn't until gram and pops passed away that I learned the truth.
While going through my grandparent's belongings, I came across and ancient looking, leather bound book. When I flipped open the cover, I found a note addressed to me from my grandfather. In a nut shell...the note told me that I came from a long line of Vampire hunters and that what I had witnessed then night my parents disappeared was not a dream at all. The men I saw were vampires my parents had been tracking for a long time. The leader being a pire by the name of Vice.
The book turned out to be a log of all the vampires my family had slain or been tracking over the past 100 years or so. It also contained info on other hunters. I contacted one hunter, Crawford, whose name I had found in the book and begged him to train me and help lead me to the vampires responsible for my parent's deaths. Hesitantly he agreed. So I trained for a little over a year before impatience took over and I decided to begin my own hunt.
Surprisingly, it didn't take long to find who I was looking for. I found Vice feeding on a young man near the Lobe Boathouse in Central Park. His lackeys standing nearby as look outs. With two shots of my cross bow, they were reduced to ash. I was surprised how easy it had been. However, Vice was not so easy to destroy.
Upon realizing his companions were no more, he dropped his victim and sprang at me. Quick version...we fought, he beat my ass, but instead of killing me, he decided the best punishment, since I was a huntress, would be to turn me. Ha! Deep down, I had actually wanted to be turned. Living with my grandparents had shown me how quickly life can fade, I wanted no part of that. I wanted to be young and live forever. And when I realized that vampires were indeed real, I longed to be undead. So, I was...in a way...very lucky to get my wish. Not long after, I showed my gratitude for Vice's gift by decapitating him. ;D
Eventually, I found my way to RavenBlack. And have lived here somewhat happily for the last 2.5 years.
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BlueVamp
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Post by BlueVamp on Aug 19, 2008 23:59:51 GMT -8
I was born in 1558 as Victoria Van Ambourgh in the region of Carniola, South Austria now known as Slovenia. I was an only child, my father was a diplomat and historian and my mother was a writer of poetry and having more than one child would have put a damper of sorts on my father's travels.
At the age of 16 my father arranged for me to be married to a Russian Czar, which I wanted no part of.. he was a hideous man.
The night before I was to wed him, after everyone was fast asleep I snuck out of the castle and fled into the night on horseback, never to see my family again.
I rode into the village of Vipava where I quickly befriended some wayward travellers who were headed for England. I accompanied them first to France, where I decided to stay behind and explore France on my own. Years went by and I had become quite a socialite of Paris and by the time I had reached the age of 30 I was still alone and very much bored with Parisians altogether.
While glancing through a Parisian paper one day, I read of my parents untimely death while they were traveling through Eastern Europe. I'm not sure whether they were still searching for me or had given up soon after I ran away. I decided it was time for me to leave France and finally venture to England. Just before my departure in Paris I made friends with a handsome traveler who was headed for London and only told me his name was Lucas.. together we boarded a ship and set sail for England.
During a night of calm seas I lay asleep in my bunk, when suddenly I awoke with my hands bound above my head and Lucas kneeling over me. Before I could scream his hand was cupped over my mouth. I feared the worst as he whispered into my ear that I could choose death or an eternity of life. He only allowed me to speak when I promised not to scream, alarming the ship hands. I whispered "eternity of life" and he jerked my head to the side exposing my bare neck. I feared his next move as he sank down against my neck and tore into my tender flesh, draining me of nearly all my life force. I could not fight for I had been drained of all my strength. Rising from my neck, Lucas gazed down at me with sinister eyes, my blood dripping from his chin. He pulled a dagger from his boot and slit his wrist, as his blood began to flow he pressed his wrist to my mouth. I clamped my mouth shut and tried to get away.
Grabbing me by my hair he held my head firm, forcing his wrist to open my mouth, "Drink" he whispered in an eerie voice as I succumbed to his will I drank the blood that flowed forth from his wrist. It was that night upon the high seas I was turned. By the time we reached England the remainder of the ships crew had been turned and Lucas had mysteriously vanished from the ship before it docked in London. I was released into the city of London and made my place within society
I discreetly fed upon the citizens of London at night while during the day in a rather cunning manner, I manage to escape the daylight and still take in the glory of the Renaissance Era with all of it's art, music and culture. I never grew close to anyone or stayed in one area for too long. As the decades and centuries went by I moved around Europe from place to place till about the late 1800's where I decided I would finally explore America.
The southern US caught my eye and is where I settled myself around about the same time as the civil war. I fed upon many a Yankee soldiers during those hot summer nights down in Georgia.
After the end of the civil war I began contemplating my next adventure. After many years of thought I sold my plantation home and headed north, where I settled in New York and stayed there a few years before heading to the Midwest....and for some reason the southern accent seems to have set in even after leaving Georgia.
It was about 4 years ago now I arrived in RavenBlack City after catching word of a city filled with pyres. And I here I be... still roaming about the city.
***edited for spelling errors***
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Tyra
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Post by Tyra on Aug 20, 2008 0:43:14 GMT -8
Turned on New Years Eve 1706 by an ex ex boyfriend. It was an agreement. Been here for three and a half years. Between my turning and rocking up here, it was more or less insane. :]
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Bambi
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Post by Bambi on Aug 20, 2008 16:11:06 GMT -8
I came to this city to meet a contact who had information about a rival gang that was trying to take over some of The Jesters.. that's the gang I was in by the way, patches. Fuck it ya know? We was selling in all the good patches.. outside schools and shit where ya get rich kids who are so inbred that they ain't got the brains they were born with. Gotta love coke-heads don't ya? Those pussies'll sniff anything. We was cutting with aspirin, worming tablets, dishwashing powder..
*Chuckles and shakes his head*
Fucking gullible idiots.. anyway. The Fat Man was a no show but some scrawny bird turns up and starts giving it all the concerned parent act, saying it wasn't safe out at night and how I was likely to get meself killed.. like I ain't never had to handle shit right?
*Lights up a cigarette and takes a quick drag*
But fuck it, it was raining and I had nothing else to do so I go back to her place. I'm thinking yer onto a sure thing here kiddo but it turns out she wanted to mother me, not fuck me so I end up sitting at her kitchen table having a cosy chat and when she talks about a new way of life as a vampire.. well hell yea I was up for it. What did I have to loose? I hadn't seen me parents since I dropped out of school and gang life was a laugh but I was never gonna rise in the ranks unless I started putting out more and I ain't into being nobody's bitch so I let her have her way and that was pretty much the last I saw of her. I fucked about and did me own thing, figured out the powers by meself, raised me own funds.. it was all shits and giggles..
*Drags on his cigarette again*
Then I meet Astaroth.. but that's another story for another topic.
*Grins and saunters off, his hands shoved deep in his pockets and his cigarette dangling from his lips*
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Tohru Chan
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Post by Tohru Chan on Aug 20, 2008 20:08:45 GMT -8
I was born in France. Nice, France. In 1924, barely 14, I came to America, in search of roads paved of gold. Unfortunately, as I reached New York City, I realized that that was far from truth. Many people lived in poverty, and I was alone. I got news that people were being sent back down south. I did not know my surroundings, and figured to just head along the coast. For two years I traveled, quickly learning to hide my accent and learn English. Many people did not accept me for I was a foreigner, and I did various odd jobs. At times, I did sell myself for food. It was a horrid experience.
When I had managed to reach Raven Black City, I was 16 years of age, still a child. A man of rather large proportions lured me into an alley, claiming to have money for me. After a short while of us haggling, he became frustrated and attacked. That is all I remember of that experience.
::edited:: >.>
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Itami
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Post by Itami on Aug 23, 2008 20:18:33 GMT -8
Love transformed me.
Well, many of you met me while I was still nothing more than a chew toy for the lot of you. I came to RavenBlack nothing more than an ordinary human. I had never wanted to be anything but human. For the longest time I resisted everyone's constant nagging, judging, sneering and such.
It wasn't always easy being the only mortal in the tavern. Trust me on that. Everyone was always wanting to feed from me, find out how I tasted. I was continually made fun of for my mortal weaknesses. However, I remained steadfast in my decision to stay human. That is...until I met him.
Lansef+Macht. That is really all I should have to say, but some of you do not know our history.
I fell in love with Lans from the moment I laid eyes on him. He was all I ever wanted or needed in my life. I had never been so blissfully happy like when I was near him. We eventually married and led a happy life together. But as time passed, I came to the realization that while he would live forever in his vampire state...I would not.
That thought plagued my dreams and the smiles on my face became less bright when I looked at him. And to add to losing him, I had to worry about my other family and friends. I just couldn't bear the thought of leaving them all behind. What would happen when I passed away, nothing more than a memory, and they all lived still? Perhaps some of it was jealousy on my part, but they stated they didn't want to lose me either.
So there you have it.
Unlike most married couples, Lans and I never...coughcough. But he did take away my mortality. He turned me and gave me this new life. For that...I will always love him. I am grateful for his gift.
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Post by Scythian Chornovyl on Sept 3, 2008 8:57:38 GMT -8
Secret auctions, pillaged ruins, and fucking scientists.
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Jaenelle
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Post by Jaenelle on Sept 3, 2008 9:32:07 GMT -8
Secret auctions, pillaged ruins, and fucking scientists. You fucked scientists? >.>
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Post by yankeessuck on Sept 3, 2008 10:06:35 GMT -8
I'm not rightly sure the specifics, but I'm certain it was similar to this experience.
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Labyrinth
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Post by Labyrinth on Sept 3, 2008 23:16:36 GMT -8
I was a whipping girl for a noble bunch of fuckers, England I think. Memory gets a bit fuzzy after four centuries. This guy turned up at out house, supposedly a travelling lord looking for a young bride. For some odd reason he chose my cynicism over my "sister's" noble background, whatever and decided to seduce me. That was a fun night. Fifteen years old, throat almost ripped out in the heat of passion, yadda yadda. Oh, and the next night was even better. There were one or two bloodstained beds in the house, shall I say. I've still got the ragged remains of the frock I wore. Rather blood-stained.
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Chiru
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Post by Chiru on Sept 4, 2008 12:33:14 GMT -8
Her village and people were destroyed thanks to how mankind fears that which it doesn't understand and that which it envy's. Was turned by someone who took the pleas of her grandfather who prayed to the gods for revenge to be given for their deaths.
Guess they weren't expecting to get a blood thirsty creature to take revenge on them.
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Post by Malicous on Sept 5, 2008 9:46:02 GMT -8
hmmmm....>> got sired in a confessional if i remember correctly....details are sketchy....something about a priest....and a grilled cheese sandwhich....
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Vella
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Post by Vella on Sept 6, 2008 1:42:08 GMT -8
My story's too long so....I was 15....ran away to get married...hubby to be was tortured and dead and human mother was insane and bitten and turned me. Something like that.
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Edan Adaire
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Post by Edan Adaire on Sept 18, 2008 19:40:05 GMT -8
I had been searching for my sister for few months now, everywhere I had been giving me only dead ends. The last place that was known to inhabit vampires was RavenBlack City; so it be the last place I looked. The first pub I went to said that they had indeed seen this girl and told me that as far as they know she was still here. I was in this city for three days searching, being that I knew my sister was a vampire I knew that she would only be out at night and that is when I was looking. Dumb right? Well, anyway... to make a long story short, I was out looking one night when out of nowhere I was struck in the back of the head and fell to the ground. The next thing I remember was waking up with a agonizing headache and a need for blood.
Thus; being turned.
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