[quote=@Shard]
So this character is a bit of a mix between Milo and another character I used to play. Hope he's acceptable.


[hider=Vampire Casper]
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[color=ed1c24][b]Name:[/b][/color]
Casper.

[color=ed1c24][b]Other Names:[/b][/color]
[i]Formerly known as:[/i]
Asad - Assassin.
Athus - Assassin.
Luke - Wanderer.
Oreon - Freelancer.
Vath - Mercenary.

[color=ed1c24][b]Current Occupation:[/b][/color]
Demon Hunter.

[b][color=ed1c24]Real Name:[/color][/b]
Asad Shari

[color=ed1c24][b]Ethnicity:[/b][/color]
Egyptian.

[color=ed1c24][b]Age:[/b][/color]
24 (228).

[color=ed1c24][b]Languages:[/b][/color]
Through his travels, Casper has grown fluent in the following languages:
English.
Arabic.
Greek.
Japanese.

[color=ed1c24][b]Alias:[/b][/color]
Shade.

[color=ed1c24][b]Speech Color:[/b][/color]
[color=ed1c24]ed1c24[/color]

[color=ed1c24][b]Character Alignment:[/b][/color]
Walking the Line.

[color=ed1c24][b]Identity:[/b][/color]
Secret.

[color=ed1c24][b]Character Personality[/b]:[/color]
[i]"Tend to stick to myself most of the time. After a hundred years ya' don't have much to say, ya' know? People say I'm as calm as death, heh...if only they knew, right? I mean, what's the point in gettin' worked up about shit anymore? I used to care, used to care a lot. Don't do this, don't do that, follow these orders and follow those, one thing after another but now everything's just flowin' on. The world withers and dies around me constantly and here I am, remainin' to see everything die out and grow back up. 

Seein' the world from this point of view kinda' puts shit in perspective. Ya' stop carin' that much, ya' stop really givin' a fuck about shit that doesn't concern you. Sure, I'll stand up for myself and those I care about, I'm not made of friggin' stone, but I won't go outta' my way to be some kind of savior for every lost puppy out there. I'd like to think of myself as an observer, I guess. I watch the world run by and fade into the distance only to leave behind somethin' else entirely. People like crime lords come and go, they ain't the first and sure as fuckin' hell ain't gonna' be the last. 

If people knew what I am, they'd sharpen their pitchforks and light the pyres no matter where I go, it never changes. Some people are gonna' be all for magic, some against it, some are gonna' be for the fairy folk and some against em'. Me, I don't care. Can ya' fire a storm from your fingertips? Ain't that swill, good for you. Ain't gonna' prepare a fuckin' pyre cause' of it. Got pointy ears and glitter in your hair? Fabulous, sunshine.

Wherever ya' go people are people and ideals are ideals. Eventually ya' stop givin' a shit and believe me, everythin' gets easier to deal with when ya' do. Deal with what affects you, and don't waste your time with antyhin' else. I learned that shit the hard way."[/i]

[b][color=ed1c24]Relationship Status:[/color][/b]
Singel 
[i]"Who in their right friggin' mind would want me?"[/i]

[color=ed1c24][b]Partner:[/b][/color]
None
[i]"Sometimes...I wish I had someone to hold, ya' know? Heh, it's a stupid thought, though. Should focus on other shit, instead..."[/i] 

[b][color=ed1c24]Father:[/color][/b]
Halash Shari (Biological, Deceased)

[b][color=ed1c24]Mother:[/color][/b]
Hanah Shari (Biological, Deceased)
[hider=Ani Ishar (Sire, Alive)]
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[color=ed1c24][b]Height:[/b][/color]
5'8".

[color=ed1c24][b]Weight:[/b][/color]
90Ibs.

[color=ed1c24][b]Character Appearance:[/b][/color]
Scrawny, frail and fragile. Casper's a short and visibly weak young man who wouldn’t pose much of a threat, was he not a vampire. He seems to be on constant guard, his large red eyes ever vigilant for an impending ambush and he often keeps something in his hands. A book pressed against his chest, his fingers wrapped around the strap of his shoulder bag or fiddling with his hands are common sights.

His black hair would be considered rather long and thick, bangs falling over his forehead and covers his eyes unless kept out of the way. He doesn’t possess any notable scars or additions to his body, but possesses a single [url=http://images4.fanpop.com/image/articles/84000/deerclan_84893_1.jpg?cache=1291949137]tattoo[/url] acquired during his embrace of darkness, when he was turned into a Lamia. It can be found on the right side of his chest. Due to the vampire's Egyptian heritage, he possesses olive skin unseen on most within Camelot's walls.

His ribs are rather visible and ‘you need to eat more’ is common to hear. Despite an otherwise reserved demeanor, he doesn’t seem to have much of a problem with his body. It’s not much to look at, and the scrawny nature is certainly nothing held in high regard. It could be assumed that there are little to no visible muscles stretching out across his frame, leaving a set of plain limbs stretching out from his torso.  

Fitting his frame, Casper possesses a quiet but light voice. As he speaks in somewhat silence, it can be hard to hear his words and he doesn't like repeating himself too often. He has however learned that it's often necessary.

Casper treads with care, his eyes trailing the floor as he walks. Some people has stated that his big eyes are rather 'cute', and some has stretched it out to his whole being as 'cute'. It could also be argued that eyes seem bigger the smaller you are. Most would however simply call him a freak due to their color.

[color=ed1c24][b]Uniform/costume:[/b][/color]
Casper does not wear anything special. He sticks to more comfortable clothes, though seems to favor dark colors. Most of the time, he wears a black t-shirt under a black leather jacket along with a pair of jeans and converse shoes.

[color=ed1c24][b]Weapon:[/b][/color]
Casper is in the possession of a demonic weapon, the essence of the fallen angel Raziel sealed within a blade. Raziel and Casper initiated a contract with each other out of pure desperation. Having fallen from grace, Raziel was not beyond redemption, something he displayed clearly once he turned against his demonic brethren.  Throughout his travels as a hunter of demons, Casper has come across a countless amount of the beasts, most notably Raziel. 

At their lives’ end with nothing but a desperate outcome available to them, Casper and Raziel in the midst of a raging battle against the latter’s former allies were forced to initiate a pact with each other, sealing them into a symbiotic relationship where Raziel now acts as Casper’s weapon.

(More info will be revealed about this event in game.)

[color=ed1c24][b]Strengths:[/b][/color]
[i]"Nothing's immortal."[/i]
Raziel is a blade capable of wounding and slaying anything. Demons, immortals, incorporeal and ethereal beings can all be hurt by Raziel's edge. Like any human, if they sustain enough damage from the blade, they will die.

[i]“We’re bound together; this will never change.”[/i]
Raziel has proven to be indestructible as the blade is protected by powerful magic as well as a spirit possessing the sword.

[i]“Nothing will stand in our path. We’ll eradicate the demonic scum.”[/i]
As is common among magical swords, Raziel is capable of cutting through incredibly durable materials.

[i]“Always at your side, Cassy.”[/i]
The person which has linked their soul with Raziel is capable of summoning the blade at will.

[i]“You’ve gotten quite a taste for demon blood, haven’t you?”[/i]
Any living being cut by Raziel’s edge will have their blood drained into the sword, nourishing the vampire wielding it.

[i]"They won't be able to hide from us."[/i]
Raziel can see past untrue shapes, revealing what lurks beneath. This is quite useful as demons often disguise themselves as human. Casper can however not see this, meaning Raziel has to inform him.

[color=ed1c24][b]Weaknesses:[/b][/color]
Raziel has a personality and as such, if Raziel and his master are at odds with each other, Raziel can choose not to cut at all, dulling its blade to the point of worthlessness.

In anyone else's hand but Raziel master, the sword is useless and cannot harm another person. This can be considered a strength if an enemy would happen upon the blade but a weakness if Milo wants to lend the sword to a friend.

Raziel and Casper are linked together, keeping each other alive. Would this link somehow be severed; they’d both instantly die. 

Whether it is due to jealously or a side effect of the pact, any other weapon Casper attempts to use withers in his hands. Raziel is the only weapon he can hold.

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[color=ed1c24][b]Origin Info/Details:[/b][/color]
[i]"Life's not pretty, it never was. Tell me, what's more useful than a huge dude with muscles bigger than you, breakin' down doors and takin' names? Well, maybe that dude would never be an assassin, but know that the sharpest blade is the element of surprise. Would you believe me if I said that there's a small sect out there, a fuckin' group of assassin's who kill for the highest bidder? Course' you friggin' would. Though, would you believe that the leader of that sect decided to turn a everyone into a fuckin' vampire and trained them how to fight for a hundred years? Would you? Fuck if I care, really...cause' it happened. I was offered something by a figure in the night, original I know, and said yes. Now, what happened was that I lived on the streets. I scraped by everyday to get some food, to survive. It wasn't nice but it was the only thing I had ever known. I mean, the shit was my life, right...? 

There was this one day, can't believe I still remember this crap, when I got the shit beaten out of me by some street punks. I had gotten my hands on some cheese, imagine that shit, right? In a bloody freaking mess, I tried to crawl away but they wouldn't let me. See, the cheese I had stolen, it was theirs. If you don't do your shit right, you'll end up fucked. At this point the pain was just too much. I wanted to pass out but the fuckin' adrenaline in my body wouldn't let me. It was if it wanted me to keep fighting, to get back on my feet and throw another punch. Yeah, it didn't work. 

Though, the warm gushing of blood which sprayed across my body wasn't my own. If it was, I would barely have been able to tell because of the pain already pinning me to the ground. I heard screams before five guys joined me on the concrete, their bodies shred to fuckin' pieces. Now, I heard a voice. It was cold like the grave, dark like a fuckin' abyss. I thought death had came to claim me, but I didn't know death looked so friggin' proper. Dressed in the finest silk, this woman sheathed an elegant blade by her waist and smiled at me, that dark friggin' smile pulling me closer in some twisted, disturbing way. 'I can make you strong, I can give you everything you've ever desired.' Tell me, what would you have chosen in my seat? Half dead, beaten to a pulp, bleeding out on the ground and knowing that tomorrow was just another day in hell, what would you have done? Of course I took her hand when she extended it. Warm, she wasn't as cold as I thought he was, her skin warm to the touch yet her voice chilling like ice.

Of course, she never told me what she was gonna' do. She never told me that she was going to fuckin' kill me and bring me back as a vampire but it made me understand why she decided to save me. This woman could have taken anyone she wanted, but she took me, a street punk without a single fuckin' worth to my name. Being my savior, she knew that I was now bound to her. She knew that I owed her my friggin' eternity which she had granted. Being a nobody, I was the perfect candidate for her little experiment and being a scrawny fuck I was the perfect weapon. Who would expect someone like me to be effective on the battlefield? The most perfect assassin is someone who appears harmless but can sting like a scorpion, someone no one would expect could pull it off, but is able to kill without a moment's remorse. That's what she made me into, her little puppet. For the next one hundred fuckin' years, I was her puppet, her little sword which she pointed in a direction before blood was spillt.

Yeah, it took me a hundred fuckin' years to see that this chick didn't care about anything but money. She didn't have an overarching ideal, she didn't fight for anything she believed in. She just wanted death and money, and I gave it to her. Meanwhile, friggin' lords and tyrants were tearing the place apart and my Sire was completely indifferent to it. Why did I care? Well, a hundred years for a Lamia might not have changed my mind much, but it has given me experience. It has let me see things. The world is bigger than our hideout, it's bigger than the sword I swing. I wasn't gonna' live the rest of my fuckin' eternity as a weapon for a psychotic murderer who fought for nothing but her own greed. The world was falling apart and if I was an assassin, at the very fuckin' least...I could use those skills for someone else than my Sire. I could use em' for [i]me[/i].

Though...I wanna' rest, now. I want a simple friggin' life...just for a while, ya' know? If I breathed...it'd be a breath of fresh air, but c'mon, we all know that shit's not gonna' happen."[/i]

[color=ed1c24][b]Hero Type:[/b][/color]
Acrobat, Vampire.

[color=ed1c24][b]Power Level:[/b][/color]
City and World level.

[color=ed1c24][b]Powers/Race:[/b][/color]
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[color=ed1c24][i]Lamia Features:[/i][/color]
[u][i]"Those eyes...they're not human..."[/i][/u]
A vampiric race, the Lamia appear to have red eyes, making social interaction a chore at times.

[u][i]"Nothing but trickery. You are a corpse and little more."[/i][/u]
Fully fed, the Lamia's body appears warm and much like that of a human. However, a Lamia whom has gone without blood for a time appears pale and cold. Lamia are required to feed everyday to stay healthy, much like their previous lives dictated.

[u][i]"A nuisance are what they are! A deranged creature stuck in time!"[/i][/u]
Many vampiric races are accompanied by an array of dark knowledge from the years, turning even a child into a matured scholar. The Lamia on the other hand retains the mental maturity of when they were turned.

[i][u]"It matters little what differentiates the undead. A vampire is nothing but an eternal curse to our world..."[/u][/i]
Like every vampire, the Lamia are ageless.

[i][u]"Such unholy creatures! Not even magic will befriend them."[/u][/i]
Lamia have displayed an inability to use any kind of magic.

[i][u]"All that you are will be drained into them. Their embrace will kill you, and you will be brought back as an abomination. May the divines have mercy..."[/u][/i]
To create a Lamia, the vampire must first drain every drop of blood from a living creature before injecting a single drop of their own. A minute will pass before the newly sired Lamia will arise.

[u][i]"Do not be fooled by their mortal aspects. Whenever you can kill a Lamia, you do it.[/i][/u]
Like mortal races, the Lamia can indeed get tired and fatigued if they go without sleep for a prolonged amount of time.

[i][u]"This is when you should strike. Keep your eyes open for pale skin and a cold presence."[/u][/i]
Without blood in their system, the Lamia will fall into a coma like state from which they cannot wake up without being fed blood. This is called the Slumber.

[i][u]"They can't feel the warmth of your body, the loving touch of your skin. Don't even try to think that they can love!"[/u][/i]
Lamia are unable to feel the elements due to their undead nature. Warmth or cold passes them by without a single feeling to their skin.

[i][u]"Aye, they tire but not like you and I, these demons..."[/u][/i]
Like every undead, Lamia vampires do not breathe and cannot feel exhaustion through mortal means, other than the need to sleep.

[i][u]"Hunting these vile creatures require you to know everything about them, even the things you don't think are very pretty..."[/u][/i]
Being undead, Lamia vampires do not have biological functions such as the need to excrete. The blood they consume remains inside their bodies until fully used up. Every vampire species do however have the physical sense of touch and can just like any mortal race feel pain and arousal, whereas many vampire races pursue the latter with a zeal, hence the stereotype.

[color=ed1c24][i]Strengths:[/i][/color]
[u][i]"Magic is not on their side, but take heed my friend. These demonic abominations are not to be understatement..." [/i][/u]
Like most vampires, Lamia possess supernatural prowess in strength, speed and reflexes. It has been noted that their physical capabilities are on the level of ten grown men.

[i][u]"Their most dangerous aspect. Be careful, my friend...they are still demons and should be dealt with as such."[/u][/i]
What truly separates the Lamia from their vampiric cousins is their ability to walk in sunlight without being hurt. 

[i][u]"I swear, I severed his arm from place with a vicious cut but it grew back! I wasn't drunk, it happened!"[/u][/i]
Using the blood they have drained, Lamia are able to regenerate their wounds. The more grievous the wound, the more blood they need to use to regenerate, bringing them fatigue and eventually the Slumber. 

[i][u]"Don't believe in myths. Go for the head, always the head."[/u][/i]
Shoving a stake into their hearts to kill a Lamia is merely myth as the muscle doesn't even work. Severing a Lamia's head will lead to instant death however, a method highly recommended. 

[i][color=ed1c24][color=ed1c24]Weaknesses:[/color][/color][/i]
[i][u]"They are creatures of darkness, no matter where they tread."[/u][/i]
Despite being able to walk under the sun, the Lamia are a nocturnal being and such they find it uncomfortable. Their regeneration functions slower under the sun and unless hidden behind glasses, their eyes are quite sensitive to the light. 

[i][u]"Silver, my friend. It is a gift from the divine."[/u][/i]
Wounds delivered by silver cannot regenerate on the spot. A Lamia will need to sleep for eight hours and use their blood based regeneration to heal from wounds caused by silver. Merely touching silver will wound the vampire like a burning ember. The same weakness holds true for fire.

[i][u]"Vampires they may be, but they don't hold many tricks up their sleeves."[/u][/i]
Unlike many other vampires, Lamia cannot dominate others with their voices or their eyes. They cannot fly, and they cannot control animals with their minds. Neither can they transform into one. The Lamia's physical enhancement is their only trick.

[i][u]"Trust in the gods, my friend. Trust in them, and they will help you."[/u][/i]
Walking on holy ground will prevent a Lamia from regenerating while upon holy soil.

[color=ed1c24][b]Attributes:[/b][/color]
[color=ed1c24]Strength Level: [/color]
Ten times a normal human.

[color=ed1c24]Speed/Reaction Timing Level:[/color]
Fourty MPH.

[color=ed1c24]Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort:[/color]
Three hours.

[color=ed1c24]Agility:[/color]
Twenty times a normal human.

[color=ed1c24]Intelligence:[/color]
Normal.

[color=ed1c24]Fighting Skill:[/color]
Excellent combatant.
[i]"I've been trainin' with weaponry and martial arts for over a hundred years. I know how to take care of myself, promise..."[/i]

Vampiric reflexes.
[i]"Yeah, I notice shit..."[/i]

Melee Accuracy.
[i]"Everyone has a weak spot..."[/i]

Stealthy.
[i]"Been taught to stay in the shadows when I need to..."[/i]

[color=ed1c24][b]Personal Weaknesses:[/b][/color]
Social skills.
[i]"Alright so I'm new to this shit, alright...?"[/i]

Ranged weaponry.
[i]"The fuck would I use a gun for...?"[/i]

Food.
[i]"Yeah, can't eat it. Barfin' that crap up hurts more than silver so...don't gimme' food..."[/i]

Reading people.
[i]"Just cause' I've been around doesn't mean I know what every fuckin' facial expression means..."[/i]

Expressing himself.
[i]"Alright, listen...I have a hard time talkin' about shit that bugs me..."[/i]

Cooking.
[i]"I can't cook cause' I don't know how the hell it should taste...! C'mon...!"[/i]

Using silver silverware.
[i]"This is just mean...I can't touch this shit...!"[/i]

[color=ed1c24][b]Resources:[/b][/color]
Moderate. Casper owns a small apartment.

[color=ed1c24][b]Supporting Characters:[/b][/color]
N/A

[color=ed1c24][b]Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?:[/b][/color]
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[color=ed1c24][b]Theme Songs:[/b][/color]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F1w9Yq0fM-M]"I have this weird feelin'..."[/url]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Ccpv3mz4HI]"You're in deep fuckin' shit now..."[/url]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CiSeoX_4nzU]"Ani...You can only be here for one reason..."[/url]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kyTU6-L3cVQ]"I never stay in one place for too long...I try to remember everyone, though..."[/url]
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Looks good to me. Approved.

And as you were approved before (yes, I do remember you :p ) there's no need for a sample post, so you're good to go