Post by Taras Van Vranken on Feb 25, 2010 21:08:48 GMT -5
"(Taras" Has Arrived
Sometimes We Have To Be Formal
Full Name: (Taras Van Vranken)
DOB: (October 26,1732)
Sex: (Male)
Education: (Extremely Educated)
Criminal Record: (Never been convicted)
Health: (Extremely Healthy, Great Physical Condition)
Eye Color: (Bluish Gray)
Hair: (Dark Brown, Messy Shaggy)
Weight: (145)
Height: (5'11)
Body Type: (Athletic)
DOB: (October 26,1732)
Sex: (Male)
Education: (Extremely Educated)
Criminal Record: (Never been convicted)
Health: (Extremely Healthy, Great Physical Condition)
Eye Color: (Bluish Gray)
Hair: (Dark Brown, Messy Shaggy)
Weight: (145)
Height: (5'11)
Body Type: (Athletic)
Now It Gets Interesting
Nickname: (N/A)
Character Traits: (Intelligent, Physically Sound, Witty, Confident, Brutal)
Knowledge Of [Vampire][Werewolf][Human]: (Vampire, Werewolf, Humans)
Coven: (No Coven, Travels with one other, His brother Yakov Vyach Vranken)
Date Turned: (March 5,1751)
History: ( Taras Van Vranken, born in Russia around the 1700's. A typical boy who lived with his mother and father, along with his younger brother Yakov. Taras grew up confident and strong, along with his brother they were almost invincible even while human. Taras and Yakov, spent most of their time studying, whether it was through professors or self teaching, they were always seeking Knowledge. At the age of 15, Taras and Yakov, trained themselves how to fight. Their mindsets were focused on the fact that they may need to know how to do a significant amount of damage in the future. Along with being well educated they knew that there was a physical aspect to life as well.
Taras's Father, human in every sense of the word, worked hard as a farmer on the southeastern country side of Russia. He was successful at what he did but with a few minor flaws. Taras's Father became a brutal drunkard at a very early age and from then on, he would come home angry, drunk, and abusive. For the most part he never hit anyone else other than himself, but he was still abusive, even if it was only directed towards himself.
Taras's Mother was a beautiful creature. She appeared to be the age of 30 though she was so much older. Taras wondered why his mom never seemed to age, and around the age of 16 he found out she was a vampire. She wasnt like others though, she was bitten 100 years before she met Taras's dad, but within that time period she learned to control her urge for blood. She even learned to stand human food. A prime example of beauty, grace, and elegance, Taras's Mother worked as a teacher to help keep the house and land, her and her husband had worked so hard to acquire.
Taras and Yakov, for the most part lived decent lives up until Taras was about 19. One night Taras and Yakov awoke to a bang outside their room. Knowing that it was probably just their father coming home from his normal duties out on the farm, they weren't at all in any extreme emotional state. Taras whispered that they should go and help their father, for he was probably tired. As Yakov agreed, they stood silently, walked over to the have broken door and quietly opened it, trying so hard not to disturb the outside scene. As the door crept open, what Taras had seen, was beyond anything he could of imagined. Taras and Yakov found their Mother on the floor, beaten and bruised with their father standing over her.
Taras and Yakov, dismayed and angry, rushed the drunk man only to be pushed down like rag dolls. Though Taras was now 19 years old and was of adequate physical strength, his Dad was still a little stronger. Reaching for the shotgun, Taras's father stood over his sons ready to kill. As he yelled with roaring strength, cursing his God forsaken children, he took aim ready to eliminate two carrier vampires, yet to know their own abillities, for he was ashamed to fall in Love with a woman with the dark gift.
As Taras's Father readied his hand on the trigger, his mother gained just enough strength to incapacitate him for a small amount of time. Within this time period she bit her two sons with a Love and Passion to keep them alive. She explained that Yakov was a vampire and so was He, They were carriers, only needing to be bitten to unlock their true potiential. She sank her fangs deep within Taras's neck, with a faint pain came a strength that seemed to flow through every vein in his body.
Within 2 years Taras had been transformed into a Pure Blood Vampire. He has no tolerance, he sees blood, or even smells it, and he becomes an animal. As Taras progressed through his years he killed countless innocents, The blood he engulfed, always a bittersweet victory. He killed another and could live that much longer, but yet, his compassion for humans as he once was one always tore at his soul. He tried countless times to be human, and within 100 years he fell in Love with a human named Sorai. She was the only one who understood him, he thought. He could tell her anything and she was there for him.
3 years after Sorai and Taras met, the unthinkable happened. They were out walking one night, as Sorai was explaining how even though he was no longer human she felt safe with him, she ran into a thorn thicket cutting her hand open. The scent of blood hitting Taras's notrils sent him into a frenzy, and there alone, he ripped her throat out in the most brutal of fashions. Taras sucked dry, the only girl who he felt he would could ever care for. That memory haunts him daily, and because of what he is, He keeps his distance from humans now. He kills for food, He kills to survive, He kills for hunger.
200 years have passed since his mother first bit him and his brother. Now Taras and Yakov, after traveling so long and so far, meeting countless immortals, and innocents, stand at the gates to Hush Hills, For Taras and Yakov this is just another town to pass through, though that doesnt mean at all, they are going to let him and his brother do that quite so easily.)
Other: I am not a Hush Hills Resident
Character Traits: (Intelligent, Physically Sound, Witty, Confident, Brutal)
Knowledge Of [Vampire][Werewolf][Human]: (Vampire, Werewolf, Humans)
Coven: (No Coven, Travels with one other, His brother Yakov Vyach Vranken)
Date Turned: (March 5,1751)
History: ( Taras Van Vranken, born in Russia around the 1700's. A typical boy who lived with his mother and father, along with his younger brother Yakov. Taras grew up confident and strong, along with his brother they were almost invincible even while human. Taras and Yakov, spent most of their time studying, whether it was through professors or self teaching, they were always seeking Knowledge. At the age of 15, Taras and Yakov, trained themselves how to fight. Their mindsets were focused on the fact that they may need to know how to do a significant amount of damage in the future. Along with being well educated they knew that there was a physical aspect to life as well.
Taras's Father, human in every sense of the word, worked hard as a farmer on the southeastern country side of Russia. He was successful at what he did but with a few minor flaws. Taras's Father became a brutal drunkard at a very early age and from then on, he would come home angry, drunk, and abusive. For the most part he never hit anyone else other than himself, but he was still abusive, even if it was only directed towards himself.
Taras's Mother was a beautiful creature. She appeared to be the age of 30 though she was so much older. Taras wondered why his mom never seemed to age, and around the age of 16 he found out she was a vampire. She wasnt like others though, she was bitten 100 years before she met Taras's dad, but within that time period she learned to control her urge for blood. She even learned to stand human food. A prime example of beauty, grace, and elegance, Taras's Mother worked as a teacher to help keep the house and land, her and her husband had worked so hard to acquire.
Taras and Yakov, for the most part lived decent lives up until Taras was about 19. One night Taras and Yakov awoke to a bang outside their room. Knowing that it was probably just their father coming home from his normal duties out on the farm, they weren't at all in any extreme emotional state. Taras whispered that they should go and help their father, for he was probably tired. As Yakov agreed, they stood silently, walked over to the have broken door and quietly opened it, trying so hard not to disturb the outside scene. As the door crept open, what Taras had seen, was beyond anything he could of imagined. Taras and Yakov found their Mother on the floor, beaten and bruised with their father standing over her.
Taras and Yakov, dismayed and angry, rushed the drunk man only to be pushed down like rag dolls. Though Taras was now 19 years old and was of adequate physical strength, his Dad was still a little stronger. Reaching for the shotgun, Taras's father stood over his sons ready to kill. As he yelled with roaring strength, cursing his God forsaken children, he took aim ready to eliminate two carrier vampires, yet to know their own abillities, for he was ashamed to fall in Love with a woman with the dark gift.
As Taras's Father readied his hand on the trigger, his mother gained just enough strength to incapacitate him for a small amount of time. Within this time period she bit her two sons with a Love and Passion to keep them alive. She explained that Yakov was a vampire and so was He, They were carriers, only needing to be bitten to unlock their true potiential. She sank her fangs deep within Taras's neck, with a faint pain came a strength that seemed to flow through every vein in his body.
Within 2 years Taras had been transformed into a Pure Blood Vampire. He has no tolerance, he sees blood, or even smells it, and he becomes an animal. As Taras progressed through his years he killed countless innocents, The blood he engulfed, always a bittersweet victory. He killed another and could live that much longer, but yet, his compassion for humans as he once was one always tore at his soul. He tried countless times to be human, and within 100 years he fell in Love with a human named Sorai. She was the only one who understood him, he thought. He could tell her anything and she was there for him.
3 years after Sorai and Taras met, the unthinkable happened. They were out walking one night, as Sorai was explaining how even though he was no longer human she felt safe with him, she ran into a thorn thicket cutting her hand open. The scent of blood hitting Taras's notrils sent him into a frenzy, and there alone, he ripped her throat out in the most brutal of fashions. Taras sucked dry, the only girl who he felt he would could ever care for. That memory haunts him daily, and because of what he is, He keeps his distance from humans now. He kills for food, He kills to survive, He kills for hunger.
200 years have passed since his mother first bit him and his brother. Now Taras and Yakov, after traveling so long and so far, meeting countless immortals, and innocents, stand at the gates to Hush Hills, For Taras and Yakov this is just another town to pass through, though that doesnt mean at all, they are going to let him and his brother do that quite so easily.)
Other: I am not a Hush Hills Resident
Things Might Get A Bit Messy
Choice Diet: (Anything with Blood)
Tolerance For Human Blood: (Low Tolerance)
Appears To Be: (19 Years of Age)
Tolerance For Human Blood: (Low Tolerance)
Appears To Be: (19 Years of Age)
Now A Little About You
Nickname: (Nexus)
Sex: (Male)
Age: (20 Years of Age)
Contact: (Email: timewavenexus@yahoo.com OR youngblood_cameron7@hotmail.com)
Nickname: (Nexus)
Sex: (Male)
Age: (20 Years of Age)
Contact: (Email: timewavenexus@yahoo.com OR youngblood_cameron7@hotmail.com)
