[allinian]

mark

[cactuslion]

mark!

[roadk!ll]

nope im super bad with keeping track of things lel
early goodluck to winner! c:

[nyrissa]

ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ʙʀᴇᴇᴅs ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.

name: Ciaran ;; dark
gender: male
personality: charming --- witty --- cunning

ɪꜰ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜰᴀʟʟs ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ,

He had always been a weak boy.

He was the last one to be picked for a team, the one that couldn't dodge the balls, the one that all the boys laughed at. He hated it, hated that he was such a pushover, hated the way the other boys sneered at him every single day. Yet, he said nothing as they continued to taunt him day by day, slowly pushing him over the edge, until one day...

"Hey, kid, give me your money."

Ciaran looked around, but there was no way out. He was hopelessly cornered in an alleyway by three of the worst bullies in school. He pressed himself against the damp brick wall behind him, trying his best to make himself as small as possible.

"Did you hear me? Are you deaf? I said, give me your money!"

He was so sick of it. So sick of being tormented every day, sick of doing nothing to stop it. But today, all that would change. Ciaran balled his fists and glared up at his perpetrators.

"No," he said quietly.

The three boys roared with laughter. "Did you hear that, Seamus? The kid said no!"

Seamus, the biggest of the group, loosed a low chuckle. A second later, his meaty fist connected with the wall directly beside his face. "You don't get to say no, shrimp," he growled.

And then everything went black.

When he came to, he found himself back in the alleyway, facing the backs of the three boys.

"What do we do? Do you think he's alright?" he heard. Ciaran frowned; he was right there, of course he was alright. He craned his neck to see past the boys' shoulders, and felt his blood run cold.

He was looking at himself, at his own crumpled form on the wet cobblestones.

ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇs ʀᴏᴏᴍ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ.

"You could go back, you know," a cool, amused voice said beside him. Ciaran spun around to see a dashing, dark-haired man. His blood red eyes flicked over his skinny figure. He felt ridiculously vulnerable beside this man, even in his current state.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

The man shrugged as he stepped aside, causing the boy to frown. A moment later, the three bullies dashed past them, running for their lives. He was alone with this mysterious man in the alleyway. Said man strolled towards his limp form and crouched casually over him. "If you go back, I promise you eternal power and beauty," he breathed. His voice was velvet, soft and crooning.

Power and beauty. Everything he never had, everything he had always wanted. Ciaran met his blood red eyes. "I'll do it."

He could have sworn he saw a flash of fangs just as everything went dark all over again.

ʟɪᴋᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴇᴄsᴛᴀᴛɪᴄ.

race: vampire
status: immortal

likes;
• reading
• music
• the night

dislikes;
• mean people
• bright lights
• people commenting on his freakishly pale complexion

hobbies: relaxing, prowling around town at night in search of bad people, promptly feeding on them, sticking up for the weak, flirting with other supernatural beings.

so who is he, really? he's your friendly neighbourhood vampire, who's mostly vegan (feeding on animals) until he meets an exceptionally bad person. he's not that dangerous, unless you get on his bad side. I strongly recommend not trying that.

ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴀʟʟ sᴍɪʟᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ.

[koegami]

Res

[squints]

obvi he's the devil's secretary lmo
mark heck i 'm love

[illumié]

Definitely marking this 0wo

[Kestrell]

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:: name ::
"Kasai "Kas" Kuron"

:: age ::
"22"

:: gender ::
"male"

:: sexuality ::
"pansexual"

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-hot headed
-clever
-cocky
-flirt
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-cold
-self hating
-hopeful

"Kasai is kind of a rough and tumble guy. On one hand he is a stereotypical college age boy who is cocky and confident! Kas is always right (even when he isn't) and he obviously knows more than everyone else. Kas is super cocky and always seems to need to prove himself in one way or another. Kasai is also a huge flirt. To him, he is the cutest and most dateable boy in the whole world and everyone and I mean everyone should totally date him.

On the other hand, Kasai is a boy who grew up the son of a bastard. It was always him and his dad, nobody else. Kas and his dad John were street "rats" who performed for money. They were reduced to selling off their powers for the entertainment for the rich just to scrape enough money to survive. Kas' father was a drunk who spent his money on alcohol and treated his son poorly but well enough to keep him around. Kas resented himself for being related to such a man and began to see himself as a monster."

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John, his dad



friends
Magnus, the prince

Kai

"Kasai never knew his mother and his father never told Kas of her. John raised Kas on the street since he was an infant. John had been doing his performances since the start of Kasai's memory. They used to be grand displays of control and trust between his father and his audience.When Kas was ten his father preformed the switch on his son. This was a coming of age celebration that gave a worthy child control over a certain power. It was fate that he and his father shared fire. Kas was then invited to perform with his father. For a few years they grew close and became a fascinating team. But years of street life soon got to his father. He began to drink and then he changed. Kas and his father grew distant and their relationship cold and forced.

When Kasai was sixteen he and his father visited the palace for the first time. They were hired to dazzle the prince on his birthday. It was after yet another dazzling show that he was pulled aside by Magnus the crown prince. He was amazed and confused by Kasai's powers. Kas was confused by the prince. Their relationship was secret at first, both had to sneak out of their respective housing to meet up with each other but over the years they became less concerned. They've been best friends since they met."


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LIFE SUMMARY.
"Kasai has had a rough life. His father raised the only child from infancy without the help of a mother. John, Kasai's father had been a successful blacksmith with the help of his fire powers before Kas was born but when hard times hit their home he was forced from his job. John became a performer on the street. When Kas was old enough he too was given the gift from his father. Usually it is a rare and powerful ceremony, his father gave him a simple handshake and said the traditional blessings. He was then expected to help with the performances John gave. This was the first hint to Kas that his father only valued him for the income opportunity. When John started drinking it hit the family hard. John and Kas grew distant,not that they were close before, and really only interacted during shows. Kas relied heavily on Magnus during this time. He and Magnus grew closer then ever before because of the stress Kas had to endure from his increasingly neglectful father. Kasai witnessed something no child should ever grow to see, their parent turning into a mere shadow of a human. John was often only sober during performances and spent much of their little money on alcohol. John was quick to blame Kas for their shortcomings and all but turned against his son.Soon Kas turned against himself, he grew to hate himself and his powers. He still puts on his shows, but only rarely or to entertain Magnus whom he still remains close with. He is still trying to break free from his father and figure out how to use his epic powers for something other than money. As to who he is, Kasai has yet to figure that out."


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credit to I love you IAN

[Jypheran]

Mark oh my god

[conversett]

Marking, will try out if I can think of a strong structure to build from.