Let me know how it is/if I need to fix anything

[b]Name[/b]: Zeke Pascal
[b]Age[/b]: 112 (Appears 25 at most)

[b]Appearance[/b]: [hider=Appearance][img]http://th02.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2014/134/1/e/blue_jeans___greaser_lock_by_mi_caw_ber-d7icppv.jpg[/img][/hider]

[b]Personality[/b]: Zeke is a romancer, he loves to love. In his 112 years he has loved and lost so many times, but he can't stop himself. Some would call it lack of self control, Zeke sees it as him over-committing to relationships. Zeke enjoys food and cooking more than that, it doesn't sustain him in the slightest when compared to blood, but he enjoys the taste more than anything and has discovered that a particularly rare steak can be useful as a light snack. 
He loves his bike, being one of the few things that has lasted the decades Zeke has been alive. 
For the past ten years Zeke has been going through a mid-life crisis and is re-living the 50's, taking out his old Greaser clothes and rediscovering his love of cigarettes.
Zeke occasionally gets into a depression if he reminisces about his past, his loves more specifically.

[b]Abilities[/b]: Zeke has the traditional powers of a Vampire, superior strength and speed, regeneration and immortality. Biologically Zeke's senses have been enhanced and has become immune to minor illusions and after years of practice has mastered persuasion. 
Immortality has the side effect of giving Zeke an insane amount of time of which to pursue whatever skill that takes his fancy. In the past he has been a mechanic, a carpenter, a bartender, a boxer, a stage actor and at one time he worked as a journalist.

[b]Weapons/Equipment[/b]: A 1941 Crocker Motorcycle, heavily tinted sunglasses for the rare times he has to go outside in the day, a hip-flask of chilled blood, a pack of cigarettes, a battered notebook of loves lost, a comb and a silver knife.


[b]Brief Backstory[/b]: Zeke was born to a bog standard family, no great tragedy and no real troubles, beyond growing up through the great depression and prohibition periods. When he was 24 Zeke worked as a mechanic, he wasn't bad at it, but he did have a bad habit of having a messy workplace. One day, as all stories do, Zeke was working under a particularly rich man's car when the the jack keeping the car up suddenly broke, and he was crushed underneath the steel chassis. Before Zeke lost consciousness he heard a muffled voice say 
"Why'd you mess up my car?" Next thing he knew he woke up on a morgue table with a rather regal man with a snow white moustache standing over him.

"Well now that you're up, you can fix my car Zeke!" Zeke must have looked extremely confused so the man jumped into an explanation "Zeke you died under my car and made a real mess of it. I did this so you so that you would repair it. I am a Vampire. I resurrected you as Vampire, so now you will have... issues in sunlight. I'll give you a handbook later. Now fix my car" lifting Zeke up by his collar the man dragged him to a police impound lot and forced Zeke to repair it. Once Zeke was done the man thanked him and drove off into the midnight, leaving Zeke to figure out what was going on without the help of that promised notebook.

Years later Zeke managed to keep his 'eternal' life running for over 100 years despite other magical forces trying to shorten it, the 90's was particularly rough since Buffy the Vampire slayer made his life more difficult than he anticipated. Now the 21st century Zeke was tired and longed for simpler days and led him falling into a mid-life crisis of sorts, he wanted to do something worthwhile, to actually help people that won't kill him for his trouble, especially after a decade or two of achieving little besides staying alive Zeke stumbled across the Fu Sonzai no Gensō.