Post by haven lovell on Jun 20, 2015 20:54:12 GMT -5
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[attr="class","appn"]haven lovell
[attr="class","appc"]age 19
[attr="class","appc"]group strigoi
[attr="class","appc"]sex male
[attr="class","appc"]occupation dancer
[attr="class","appp"]
lands beyond the parisian walls are filled of strife and death. humanity is weakness, and alone the individual won’t survive. a hard life indeed. haven knows it well, lived it. nomadic these people beyond the wall, always running from the monster inhabitants. how else are they to survive? [break][break]
he among them longed for stability, something more than mere survival. that day came with the coming of the caravan. a traveling circus, they called it. he had never known such a thing. but he fell in love with the concept. he left behind his family, and soon humanity with it. a strigoi among the troop offered to him their blood which he took without a second thought.[break][break]
life with the circus was wondrous, everything he longed for. not long did it take to learn to dance, to sang. he enjoyed the art, but skilled he was in various other acts. but dance along he loved most. a true passion for it he possesses.[break][break]
in their travels the troop come to paris, the city of love. quite taken he is with it. soon the troop will move on, a dilemma presents to him. to stay or go?
[attr="class","appi"]
lands beyond the parisian walls are filled of strife and death. humanity is weakness, and alone the individual won’t survive. a hard life indeed. haven knows it well, lived it. nomadic these people beyond the wall, always running from the monster inhabitants. how else are they to survive? [break][break]
he among them longed for stability, something more than mere survival. that day came with the coming of the caravan. a traveling circus, they called it. he had never known such a thing. but he fell in love with the concept. he left behind his family, and soon humanity with it. a strigoi among the troop offered to him their blood which he took without a second thought.[break][break]
life with the circus was wondrous, everything he longed for. not long did it take to learn to dance, to sang. he enjoyed the art, but skilled he was in various other acts. but dance along he loved most. a true passion for it he possesses.[break][break]
in their travels the troop come to paris, the city of love. quite taken he is with it. soon the troop will move on, a dilemma presents to him. to stay or go?
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weak are the powers he’s gained with strigoi blood. wings incapable of flight, light bending to his will—these are among his gifts. they’ve proven useful for his craft, merely aesthetic. a glimmer, a glow. it’s all a trick of the eye, and wings to appear the angel he is not. on rare occasions, an illusion to save his skin is employed. But so rare does he need to be on offense. he is no fighter.
[attr="class","apph2"]
weak are the powers he’s gained with strigoi blood. wings incapable of flight, light bending to his will—these are among his gifts. they’ve proven useful for his craft, merely aesthetic. a glimmer, a glow. it’s all a trick of the eye, and wings to appear the angel he is not. on rare occasions, an illusion to save his skin is employed. But so rare does he need to be on offense. he is no fighter.
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played by: kitten [break]
face claim: [b]uta no prince sama,[/b] [i]mikaze ai[/i] - haven lovell
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played by: kitten [break]
face claim: [b]uta no prince sama,[/b] [i]mikaze ai[/i] - haven lovell
