Post by abe van der ryn on Jan 6, 2009 12:15:40 GMT 1
;; fundamentals
full name;; abraham van der ryn IV (no middle name 'cause he's effing cool like that)
nickname;; abe, which he prefers to go by
birthday;; november thirteenth 1900
age;; one hundred nine
sexual orientation;; straight
job;; photographer
Canon;; negatory, buffalo bob :]
Species ;; vampire
;; appearance
general;;
oh, where to begin?
well, i'll start here. the first thing one would notice about abe is that he's extremely short—standing at about five seven— with an elegant and well-defined/sharp bone structure. the skin over these bones was and IS a lovely alabaster color. as a human, it was prone to breakouts, forcing him to be estranged. now as a vampire, there is no such thing, which he is grateful for.
abe was born with nice, dark brown hair with copper highlights that contrasted well with his skin tone, but, when hair-dye came around, abe cracked open a bottle of hair dye and poof! out came black-haired abe. his hair is naturally straight and in the style so that his bangs tend to fall over his right eye, also quite shaggy. oh, and his eyes... they really are something. for some reason, they never changed colors. ever. they remained the color he was born with: blue. and this isn't just any color of blue, it's a sky blue. one that sparkles with emotion, and like two endless— that's too poetic for me, sorry, but it is true.
abe's clothing style is more alternative than any other label you can label it with. full of fatal fashion mistakes, hoodies, girl jeans, vans, and sometimes converse shoes are really just some of the things he might wear. in other words, he tries to dress in a way that he'll "fly under radar".
favorite;; eyes.
hate;; shortness
heritage;; french, mostly, and indian (native american)
ethnicity;; caucasian
;; personality
general;;
*recycled*
His desire for harmonious relationships and surroundings is so strong that he avoids personal confrontation or any expression of intense, unpleasant emotions. Abe is an idealist who would like to paint the world in pastel colors, and live in peace and harmony with others at all times. He is able to see points of similarity and unity with people who are vastly different from him, and befriend many different types of people. He is a considerate and thoughtful friend, and has a real flair for making others feel accepted and appreciated. Inwardly, Abe is often torn with indecision and is much more at odds with himself than others would ever guess based on his flawless disposition.
He is likely to be a great collector of things - a real pack rat in fact - for his belongings give him a sense of security and continuity with the past, which is important to him. Antiques or things with sentimental value from his past are especially dear to him.
Abe may also cling rather tightly to money and possessions, keeping them "in the family" rather than sharing freely with those outside of his immediate circle.
He tends to be touchy, defensive and rather territorial, and if he perceives a threat to his family or home or personal safety, he can be quite aggressive. Sometimes Abe feels out of sorts and hostile for no apparent reason, and this is usually due to unexpressed, unresolved anger from the past. He also has a desire to lead, to compete, or to be a free agent, that he is not entirely conscious of. It's good for him to have benign outlets and ways to let off steam on a regular basis, such as demanding physical work or athletics, otherwise Abe may be rather hard to live with, even abusive in his relationships.
His emotions are very intense, but often hidden. Like a volcano, one minute Abe seems quite peaceful and the next, he is exploding with great force and unexpected fury. The intensity of his reactions often surprises even him. He has tremendous zeal and tends to be an emotional fanatic about things he cares about. His feelings and desires can be so compelling that he does things against his better judgment and reason. He can also be very manipulative, in a subtle way. His personal relationships are deeply emotional, passionate and often stormy and painful as well.
He does get quickly excited by other people and will has had many relationships that are terminated just as quickly as they are made. Abe does not like to be alone and he always keeps his house open for his friends and acquaintances.
In love relationships, Abe is steadfast and loyal, especially if he has a warm, demonstrative partner. He is very sensual in nature and craves plenty of touching and physical affection. He enjoys being pampered and spoiled, thanks to his mother. He is a wonderful lover who is very attentive to the comfort and enjoyment of his loved one. Abe responds intensely to beauty and physical appearance, and the physical attractiveness of his partner is very important to him.
Also, Abe feels love and kinship for people everywhere, not only with his own family, nationality, or group. Finding similarities and making links between people from differing backgrounds or with different perspectives is a gift of his.
He is not a traditionalist where love and relationships are concerned, and he often feels that formal commitments and conventional relationships are too binding and restricting. Thus, Abe is not very comfortable with forming lasting attachments or letting other people depend on him. He may be attracted to wild, unreliable, highly creative and/or unstable people who do not offer him any security. Even if he professes to want something steady and solid, he is very reluctant to give up his freedom and autonomy for its sake. At best, he is suited to serial monogamy or relationships that leave him a lot of breathing space.
hobbies;; photography, making music, drawing, reading
dislikes;; monkeys, girls with egos, dolphins, the sea, unless in california, bright colors, depression, rejection, homophobes, gay (wo)men that hate everything straight, death
likes;;femme, homme, himself, sex, hair, eyeliner, blondes, clubs, new orleans, cafe du monde
Fears;; heights (even though it can't effect him), david bowie, loosing people close to him, dying, someone finding out his secrets
Secrets;;
is a vampire (obviously)
loves antagonists
believes in love at first sight
;; origins
general;;
**recycled**
in the time period that abe was born, children really knew little of their parent's history together. so, abe has no notion of how it went down.
when abe was born, eleanor worshipped him. the first night that they got home from the hospital, abe could hardly sleep for fear of rolling over on her newborn. the next couple of days weren't really all that eventful aside from the fact that every three hours the new bundle of joy had to be fed and "diapers" were regulary changed (along with outfits). abe was the greatest thing to ever happen to ever happen to the family as a whole.
nearing age one, abe took his first steps and was soon tottering about the house, throwing things and pulling stuff. pots and pans were actually his favorite toys because he found it was amazing that he could put this thing over his head and bash it so it would make noise. and then finally abe said his first word, which was dog. he started school, and, his life up until then was pretty much uneventful until (when he was six) her mother announced that, yet again, she was pregnant. this time, a girl. seven months later (prior to her announcement), a screaming baby annabelle was born. abe was fasinated by annabelle. the siblings, however, were never good friends up until, about, their last year of highschool. annabelle was far too prissy and girly for abe's taste and abe was far too boyish and filthy for annabelle's taste. eventually, though, the siblings learned to get over it.
as abe was, literally, at a dinner party with his family and friends, someone grabbed him and sunk their fangs into his throat. they very near killed him, and as soon as abraham realized what he was, he ran from home. to the country side and outer city limits of new orleans, abe reamined until recently, living off the blood of animals. as the young vampire discovered more about his new life, he moved into the city sometime in the fifties. he had learned to control his blood lust completely, and eventually moved to a place called forks, washington, where he found more of his kind and could live without worrying about the sun revealing his true colors.
parents;;
eleanor tiffany
abraham van der ryn III
siblings;; annabelle van der ryn
other;; :]
;; roleplaying
sample;;
but would kill me in my sleep?
Bailey's jaw fell but she snapped it shut as soon as it fell. Hmm, she said, her voice a natural falsetto. I know why you're bitter! It was quite tragic when Matthieu died. Bailey said with emotion, having liked Mat. He had such a big heart, too, rescuing fifty orphens from a burning church and then being attacked by a mountian lion. I wouldn't have the courage to do that . . . Then again, if it was for orphens . . . She trailed off and blinked, sort of spacing out. Having already done her mourning, Mat hadn't been six feet under for more than a week. She didn't attend the funerel, it was too sad. Not knowing who else went, Bailey assumed that Dawn went afterward since she came off as an anti-social to Bailey. Whatever.
Sighing and flipping some hair-extentions out of her eye, Bailey absantmindly followed Dawn up the stairs. It was time for her to retire to bed and get something for her terrible hangover. I probably won't even sleep. She thought acidly, darting beside Dawn and then ahead of her; gracefully running up the stairs. Bailey's slender legs clad in jeans carried her up the stairs easily. Unlike big and clunky people, Bailey was small, barely reaching four ten, and was still growing, thusly made her lithe. Dance schools had acceccpted her, but since Bailey and her brother were "freaks", she had no choice but to attend Zorahigh. It was a good school though, quiet and small with good teachers and interesting students like her and Levi.
. . . Levi. Where was he? He hadn't bothered to sling her over his shoulder today and she felt slightly hurt that he hadn't come by to annoy her, however strange that sounded. He probably found some chick to sleep with and was too worn out to come and bother her. Bailey was suddenly alert again, thoughts of her brother lost back into the depths of her mind. Hissing at the sound of footsteps that belonged to the janitor, Bailey slunk behind a couch, easily fitting beind it. It was night and the guy was probably drunk out of his mind or high. Whichever one, Bailey didn't want to converse with him again. He was scary, big scary. Like, six foot eight or something like that. He could easily kill someone like her in with his bare hands, though that wasn't really saying anything.
He walked right past her, not even noticing the small shadow behind the couch. The odd things was, he was walking normally. It was kinda spooky, too, almost like he was looking for something as well. What the hell is wrong with yankees? Do they all go out at this time of night looking for stuff? She wondered, watching him with interest. Having forgot all about her raging headache, Bailey waited fully untill he was gone and stood up, still pretty much invisible in the blackness.
That was weird, she whispered to Dawn, even though she picked up the vibe that Dawn just simply did not like her. Mostly everybody liked Bailey when she was sober, and hell, Bailey liked herself when she was sober, but liked that pretty bottle more. The sad thing was, though, Dawn had never met a sober Bailey before. They had only met in detention (Bailey being a little hungover) and seen each other around the school, but beside that none.
;; behind the character
name;; chanel
age;; thirteen
gender;; femme fatal
years roleplaying;; too long xD
location;; half new orleans, louisiana; half willoughby, ohio (i got to boarding school =D)
How You found us;; rpgc
