Post by DAMION XAVIER MEYER on Nov 4, 2012 13:28:19 GMT -6
Character Name: Damion Xavier Meyer
Nickname: Damion
Age: 18 years old
Gender: Male
Grade: Senior
Subject: n/a
Race: Vampire
Play-by: Arthur Sales
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Your Age: 15 years old
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Nickname: Damion
Age: 18 years old
Gender: Male
Grade: Senior
Subject: n/a
Race: Vampire
Play-by: Arthur Sales
Appearance:
Damion is quite a tall guy, standing at 6 feet, 3 inches, he is tall and muscular. He weighs around 175 pounds, and is all muscle. He has little to no fat on his body from working out all the time and is not at all ashamed of the way his body looks. He has dark hair that is usually styled up with gel in it to keep it there, though the gel never makes his hair crunchy because he hates that. His eyes are dark and always hold a look that is examining or mysterious. For clothes, he usually wears jeans and a t-shirt, though wearing no shirt is common for him too. He has a few tattoos on his body, though they're not really visible unless his shirt is off. There is one on his right shoulder blade of his dead sister's name inside of a cross.Personality:
Damion is quite the player, though he would never say that about himself. He just likes to think that every girl in the world belongs to him. No big deal. He loves women and everything that has to do with them... Except for their constant ramble of course. He really just wants to get them in bed with him... Or just make out with them for a little bit. Which ever they're willing to do, though he will continue to go after them until they make it very clear that he is an unwanted addition around them. He could be considered a bit creepy, though he doesn't think he is. He's just trying to get sex every hour of every day of his life.History:
He has a mysterious dimeaner about him, and most people are scared of him because of this. He is a flirt, but he doesn't mean any harm by it. In truth, he's really just a big teddy bear. He's kind around all girls, and guys too, if he really wants to. Though guys that are trying to take his girls might die. He gets jealous easily, and when he gets jealous, he gets quite the temper, sometimes resulting in someone getting injured or killed. But that hasn't happened in years, so you should be safe.
Damion was born into a small family in Russia. He was the first child of Dimitri and Alexandria, and they loved him dearly. They gave him everything he wanted, and he grew up learning to be exactly like his father was before he met Damion's mother: a player. When Damion turned 4, he was gifted with a little sister. Her name was Arabella, and she became the center of their parents' world. Damion couldn't deny that he was jealous of the baby, but he loved her all the same. He knew that he would be the best older brother to her. When she grew old enough to remember his words, he told her that he would never let anything bad happen to her.Name: Jezebella
But Damion couldn't protect his baby sister from everything. The world around them was too dangerous and he couldn't have possibly predicted what was going to happen to her. Shortly after the family moved to the United States, a disaster happened. Arabella was murderer by her boyfriend. They were out on a date when he took her life; drained the blood right out of her body. That was when Damion realized that humans were not alone. All around them, there were vampires. Of course, he wouldn't tell anyone about this because he would sound crazy... So he set off to find one.
After about 3 years of searching, he finally found a vampire that would help him. This vampire changed Damion into a vampire, and Damion and Josh, the vampire, set out on a search for the vampire that killed his sister. At last, they found him. It wasn't that hard, either. Being the idiot he was, he hadn't ventured very far from where he had lived when he killed Arabella. Damion took pleasure in killing the bastard, and afterwards, he moved here to go to school and try to start over. Though he will never forget his family... Dead or alive.
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