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| Pierce Hannah (H); A dangerous addition to the quiver... | |
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| Topic Started: Apr 28 2008, 10:50 PM (191 Views) | |
| Pierce Hannah | Apr 28 2008, 10:50 PM Post #1 |
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ABOUT YOU Accepted By: Name: Gordy. Aka. Shiina. Age: 19, wenches! YOUR CHARACTER Character Birth Name: Pierce Matthew Rodrigo Hannah Character Current Name: Pierce Hannah. (he doesn’t use his middle names much) Age: 27 D.O.B.: 24 November Vampire, Were or Human?: Werecobra. Rawr. Sexual Orientation and Status: Straight, single, lonely and in love. Shapeshifter Only Alpha: nupe. But he likes to act the job at times. Dominant or Submissive?: Too damn dominant for his own good. Exception is when he’s around powerful master vampires. Then he’s as submissive as putty. Control Level: Strong. If you’re gonna have balls, you need some ‘umf’ to back em up with. Physical Appearance: Pierce is quite tall. He’s a good 198cm in height and prefers not to disclose his weight. (that is, he doesn’t know). He’s built muscular and tends to rely on his manly strength quite a lot. He has deep blue eyes naturally blond hair which he cuts when he can be bothered. He prefers to wear plain, yet fairly fashionable clothing. When he speaks, he has a hint of a Canadian accent In his animal form, he resembles an albino monocled cobra. Picture:   Name of person pictured above: In all honesty, I wouldn’t have the slightest idea who that person is. It’s some random model. But I’ll be using Marty Casey as Pierce’s face claim. The snake prefers to remain anonymous. Personality Description: If one had to imagine what sort of personality a man that was once a violent, unruly child that ripped the wings of butterflies, beat up girls, kicked puppies, stole and cheated on his tests at school had, it probably wouldn’t be that difficult. Just check your local correctional facility. Pierce appears to be a normal person at first look. But dig deeper and one would find a man that is in no control over his own life. He is more likely to follow his primal urges and temptation rather than his conscience. He has little to no remorse and regrets nothing. Although he knows his actions are at times bad or wrong, that will not stop him from carrying them out. When a stranger speaks to him Pierce will appear serious and intelligent. He has a quick tongue and can be quite flirtatious with the ladies. He can easily be mistaken for a ‘no nonsense’ young man with a clear direction in life – which he obviously is not. Though one should not assume anything even about such a broken minded human. Because even he has one soft spot. His kryptonite lies in a vampyric beauty that has once rolled his mind and left him as putty in her hands. He is her loyal servant and acts with her as a lovesick puppy would. Likes: - His mistress and everything about her. But that’s more of a love. - Being a werecobra - Living carefree - beautiful women - when things go his way Dislikes: - when his mistress is not with him - Weak people - Being told what to do - Work - Stupidity - Old people - Very powerful vampires Strengths: - His ability to do the dirtiest and most violent jobs without flinching - The ability to bully anyone into just about anything - His intelligence Weaknesses: - His one greatest weakness lies in his mistress. He loses himself when he is with her. Fears: (At least 2) - He fears the day that his mistress would leave him and never return - He fears for her safety when he is not with her - Extreme heights. History : Born in Quebec, Canada in 1980, Pierce lived a life he believes insignificant for 18 years in his place of birth. His parents were a well off middle class couple married to their work, rather than each other. They never got to know their only son well due to their busy schedules. As a result, Pierce had a lot of freedom during his life and had lots of room to make mistakes without parental guidance. Most of his time with his parents was spent with them dealing punishments for his bad behavior and pushing him to study. Although he was a relatively good student, Pierce often got into all sorts of trouble at school. From fights with other students, terrorizing teachers, kicking puppies and assaulting girls to assisting students with cheating on tests. He got a scholarship at Loyola University in Chicago school of Law for the Juris Doctor Therapeutic Jurisprudence Practicum course which he started at the age of 19 – after deferring from his studies for a year. At the age of 22, his life changed. His rebellious ways got him into trouble when he got into a fight at a club with the wrong sort of person. He pissed off the master Werecobra of the Chicago Quiver and caused him to transform and attack him. The attack left Pierce with the disease that is anthropy. Soon, he was inducted into Chicago’s werecobra quiver and his appetite for destruction increased. The Quiver was small, but had a tendency to bully the other shapeshifter groups in the city. Pierce fit right in. He was rather fearless and with his dominant personality, the life of a werecobra was just what he needed. Action, thrills and kills. ---- One says that ‘You only gotta do one thing well to make it in this world... All you ever gotta do is be a good man one time to one woman and that’d be the end of the road.’ He met the end of his road at the age of 24. A night at a club like any other presented Pierce with a temptation with very sexy legs. A beautiful brunette werelioness. Her hypnotic dance called to him. He bought her a drink and danced with her into the night. She was indeed beautiful and called out to his dominant personality. He took in her captivating scent and allowed his hands to trail down her smooth, curvaceous body. She resisted. And he didn’t want to let her go. She didn’t understand how much he wanted her and how her every move made him want to get inside her. A little bit of struggle and he got her into the male toilets of the club. He would have her. She tried to fight him. But it was to no avail. He was far stronger. And her unwillingness excited him. And then she attacked him and made him bleed. And he didn’t like that idea. So he forgot any gentleness that he would have had with her and wanted to make her hurt back. So he did. And she screamed. And her beast came into the mix. And that called his. Their party was soon interrupted when the small window in the toilets shattered mysteriously on it’s own. Nobody was outside and nobody came through it. Glass shards filled the room and the lioness screamed out for help. But nobody came. So he hurt her more. And then without him realizing what had happened and how, he found himself on the floor with something on top of him. This was soon followed by a pain in his shoulder as that same something jerked him around and dislocated a bone in the process. When he looked up, he found himself staring into two shining brown orbs that belonged to the face of an angel. The ruby red lips of this face spoke to him. And he could not help but answer anything they spoke. There was no voice other than hers. She was his siren. Had he been a sailor at sea, he would sink his ship’s fleet just to hear her speak his name. He forgot about the pain in his shoulder. He forgot about the pretty lioness who was now so painfully, hideously average as compared to his siren. He loved hearing her speak to him. He loved her touch so much now that when she made an incision in his chest so that his blood would flow for her, he felt like she’d touched him softly with feathers. Her tongue across the wound as she licked away the blood was such an orgasmic sensation that he never wanted to end. But it ended. Because not long after she left him in her heaven, she just left. --- The siren had well and truly put him under her spell. For the next few days, she was all he could think of. Everything from her perfect face to her touch haunted him in his daily life and in his dreams. He found he couldn’t focus on anything he did anymore. And he tried to not think about her, but he just couldn’t. He wanted to see her. But she did not appear to him when he went back to the club. He tried calling out to her, but to no avail. Without her, he felt empty inside. And no matter how hard he looked, he couldn’t find her. It was starting to seem as if he’d dreamt her up... He began to lose faith in ever finding her again... Until several weeks later, whilst sleeping soundly in his bed, he heard the voice call out to him. He followed it to where it told him to go until he found himself in an alley not far from his apartment. And there she stood in all her glory, his siren. It was the woman that changed his world in one night a month ago, but he would remember for the rest of his life. She introduced herself as a creature of the night and had the name of a jewel. And she asked him if he would be hers. If he would help her hunt and feed.. And in return, she’d give him all that he wanted. He would get her. She would see him, and she would let him have the slightest touch of her skin. And if he was good, a kiss. Without thinking for a second and without hesitation, he agreed. And he lived for her and for the next time she would see him. When she left, he was empty. When she was with him, his world was complete. And he would do anything for her. Anything she wished, he would make it hers... He was her loyal servant for as long as he was alive. He would even give his life for her. Family: He has cut off ties with his human family. The only one that he is so close to now is his siren mistress. She is all the family that he needs. Role Play Sample: *rebelliously does not fill in* Edited by The Father Of All Darkness, Apr 28 2008, 10:58 PM.
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