Post by raphael on Sept 20, 2010 20:58:37 GMT -8
* RAPHAEL ALEXANDER WAYLAND !
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you hear the sounds, they're carried out
there's no sympathy for the dead
it swells and I, was never the same
there's no sympathy for the dead
we dance like zombies do in the middle of the rain
we see the stones falling from the sky (on fire)
the blinding light beaming from your eyes (our desire)
life has died, yet we're still alive and down below
a sea of damned crashing like a tidal wave, wave
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full name: Raphael Alexander Wayland
nicknames: Raph, Raphi, Rapel
date of birth: August 7th 1800 (Roughly 210 years old)
date of change: October 31st 1818
hometown: London, England
species: Vampire
abilities: Basic Vampire Skills, Enhanced everything.
height: 6’3
weight: 180 lbs
hair: Longish, blonde, wavy
eyes: Blue
play by: Jamie Campbell Bower
likes: smoking, alcohol, fighting for what's right, not giving in to others, strong people, influencing, psychology, comedy movies, finding a purpose, defying his father, standing out in a crowd, girls, popcorn, old photographs, old memories, photography, watching movies, staying at home, being alone, harmless flirting, rock music, CD's, playing guitar, singing, writing songs, keeping a journal, writing letters, cell phones, his messy hair, unique people.
dislikes: being told what to do, submitting to others, failing at anything, not understanding other people, getting frustrated easily, his father, being judged by other people, idiots, writers block, being left to his thoughts, getting sick, unrealistic love stories, suicide, hangovers, when no one will listen, popular kids, manwhores, sluts, dicks, pathetic horror films, difficult people, anything math related
strengths: school work, anything music related, deep when it comes to thinking of things, good poet, being opinionated, speaking out of turn, standing up for things he believes in, not backing down, winning.
weaknesses: not sure about his life, no point, his smoking and drinking problems, sweet girls, good poetry, good music, quick mouth, violent outbursts, chocolate, strawberries, being alone.
fears: One day he’s going to get Staked because of his hunger fits
secrets: He’s only ever left one person Alive, a girl.
personality: Raphael is a very well brought up English boy. He was pampered and spoiled but he was brought up to be a gentlemen, the years haven’t changed that. Raphael is polite and rather flirtatious when it comes to the ladies but he just does it for sport, he never has the intention of keeping them. Maybe a snack and a night together was good but Raphael was always gone the next day. He has a sort of twisted sense of humour, enjoying hunting games. Playing with his food, causing people pain they never thought they could feel before killing them. He blamed this on his abusive father but the truth was he was a little twisted in the head. He’s rather manipulative when provoked and has a blood lust you wouldn’t begin to imagine. Raphael ahs the looks of an angel but acts like a devil. He has only left one survivor of his Killer hunts and it was a sixteen year old girl. He never let’s anyone live but her blood was delicious to a point where he must save it and taste it again. He found her rather attractive and dreamed of turning her but he finds it more appealing to play little mind games with her now that she’s staying in mystic falls.
mother: Lareina August, Deceased
father: Michael Wayland, Deceased
siblings: Karmen Wayland, Deceased
other family: All dead
other important people: Celia Warleigh, the girl who he let live
Nebhet Abydos, vampire that turned him, deceased
history: Raphael was born in good old London England to a rather wealthy family. His mother was Spanish although Raphael never showed any Spanish qualities. his younger sister Karmen, however, looked like a little Spanish humming bird. Always moving, always doing something. Raphael was the more docile of the children and his mother appreciated it. In between all his Lessons Raphael was not alright, he would torture and kill tiny animals he found in the garden. He was quiet good at hiding his little mutilated creatures and has not once been caught for it. Raphael always had a fine life until his father began his abusive streak.
No one ever spoke of it and Raphael took his anger out on the poor people on the streets after his father was done beating him. He didn’t just stop with the beatings, it continued to where Michael ahd do certain “Acts” that were considered evil and disgusting for two men at the time. Raphael wanted to kill his father more than anything so when Nebhet came to town she gave him his chance.
Nebhet was a beautiful girl, obviously of royalty and she would appear at the dinner parties Raphael was forced to attend. She looked like a Goddess and Raphael fell for her looks. Flirting with her and eventually going out of his way to court her. His father greatly disapproved because Nebhet was Egyptian. Raphael didn’t care. Raphael told Nebhet everything, everything her refused to tell even his closest of friends. About his father and how much he wanted to kill him.
Nebhet, having a very twisted sense of justice took it upon herself to help Raphael with this task. Having Raphi completely love drunk by her she convinced him to go to his fathers room in the middle of the night and slaughter him. Before she did this she confessed what she was and Raphael let her drink from him. Raphael was stupid and love drunk over Nebhet. When she offered her his blood he agreed without thinking about it. She drank from him as he drank from her and Raphael didn’t know what felt better.
He didn’t expect Nebhet to kill him and that’s exactly what she did. Killing him and watching Raphael as he rose again. Raphael ahd always been twisted since then. The first thing he did was slaughter his father in the most painful way possible, prolonging his death before drinking all his blood. His mother was next, for not stopping Raphael’s father when she knew what he was doing. Finally it was Karmen. He made it quick, simply snapped her neck and drained her blood, leaving her to look as if she was sleeping.
Eventually, Raphael realizing what Nebhet had done to him, even with all the power she created a force to be reckoned with, and Raphael went after her. Knowing she had a ring she always wore to be out in the sun they fought, into the woods and away from any civilization where Raphael finally staked her through a jagged tree branch. He pocketed her ring and wore it on his own finger, a reminder of the monster he was not just on the inside but now on the outside as well.
Raphael spent the hundred years playing with Humans mind, toying with them, killing them, playing hunting games and flirting around. He even managed to form a small group of friends who enjoyed playing his hunting games. One day the game went wrong. A little over a year ago they were killing in Hotels, Raphael picked one where there were only two people. A father and daughter by the looks of it and painful memories of his own father came rushing back. He broke into their room and waited there. Waited until they came back, then heel broke loose.
Raphael wasted no time, snapping the fathers neck and then going after the girl. He had managed to knock the girl out and drank all the blood from the father before coming back to the girl. Touching her face, she was beautiful, young, delicate... Pure. Raphael smiled as his fangs sank into her neck and he tasted the sweetest blood he had tasted in over two hundred years. He knew killing her would be a bad idea if he ever wanted to taste this sweetness again so he stopped. He had taken almost enough to kill her but he had left enough for her to survive until the medics found her. He left her there, laying bloody on the floor with her dead bloody father.
Raphael moved around the next year until he finally decided it was time to go to Mystic falls to see if the girl he let survived was still there, to taunt her and to taste her blood. Perhaps he would change her but Raphael wasn’t for sure on that. After what he had done to ehr father he highly doubted chaning her would be the best idea for his immortal life. Instead he intends to eat, drink and play games until he’s through with her.
your name: Katie
age:
experience: 2 years
who you play: Ashley iris
how to contact you: PM, MSN, C-Box
how you found us: Caution 2.0
role play sample: See Ash, if not then :
Another day and more people buying useless crap Ash immediately thought as she left her job at the mall. She hated working there, having to smile and be happy but the funds from back home she used to get to Mystic Falls and they were dwindling. She needed to job buy groceries for her and Skylor so they wouldn’t starve to death. Lord knows how Skylor survived on instant noodles. Ashley was glad she knew how to cook otherwise she might have starved to death in Sky’s house. Sadly, Ash knew, that starving to death wasn’t her fate. She was going to be killed again by that vampire stranger who’s name kept disappearing from her memories of him. He made her heart skip a beat and her fists clench in hatred all at the same time.
His face, his eyes, his voice... Everything was enticing but so Appalling. Ashley knew Lottie ahd fallen for him purely on looks the first time and later learned to love him with her heart. Before she could he killed her though and the viciousness of that haunted Ash’s dreams every night her whole life. Ashley could never be a normal human girl, a normal human girl couldn’t recall all of her past lives off the top of her head. Ash was human, she knew that much, she was just a human who cursed herself to haunt a vampire. How lucky was she? Ash sighed and shook her head. She needed a break before she went back and dealt with Skylor.
Walking down the streets of Mystic falls she Walked right over to the cheap little car Skylor had lent her. He had a much nicer one and he just never had a chance to sell this one. He gave it to Ash, no questions asked and she couldn’t refuse it. As a matter of fact every time she did the keys would “Magically” Appear in her book bag. Skylor was such a pain sometimes but he was a real sweet heart. He reminded Ashley of the twin brother she left back at home. She couldn’t stay home, she was restless with worry and wound up to the point where she would attack anyone that came near her. Mystic Falls calmed her down for some reason and Ashley felt at peace here. If it was because of Charlotte or Caitlyn or Theresa, Ashley didn’t know. She did know Mystic Falls was a place she could grow old and die in without worrying about waking up as someone new the next day.
Hopping into her piece of crap car and turning on the engine Ashley drove her way down to the closest Bar and Pool Hall to relax. For some reason she felt more at peace when there were people around her because she knew the Vampire stranger of her past lives couldn’t sneak up on her and sink his teeth into her neck. She shuddered at the thought because that was exactly what Happened to Theresa. Her through was completely ripped out by his teeth and the memory was making Ashley Nauseous. Pulling up to the Bar she found a place to park and walked in. There weren’t many people she knew there but then again Ash never actually bothered to befriends anyone.
She walked over to the bar and ordered some fries and a Coke before finding an empty pool table. Resting her fries on the edge of the pool table and setting the balls up she took a sip from her cook. She popped a few fries into her mouth, ignoring how scalding hot they were and took another sip of coke before starting the game. She took her aim, shot and the balls scattered everywhere.
Eating another fry she aimed at the solid red ball and fired. It shot, bounced off a corner and knocked the Solid yellow ball into the hole as well. Ash was okay at pool, she mostly did it to relax after having to smile like she cared all day. She took aim for another shot but something distracted her and she missed. She cursed rather loudly and profanely for a girl and a few people turned. She glared viciously before turning back to her game. She didn’t care what they thought, it was the plus side to being Apathetic about everything. You didn’t have to care.
