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[b]Character you have created:[/b]

[b]Alias: Zero[/b]

[b]Speech Color (Actually say what you're using): [color=0076a3][/color][/b]

[b]Character Alignment: Walking the line[/b] 

[b]Identity: Unknown[/b]

[b]Character Personality: Kieran prefers to speak in sarcasm, rarely ever being serious. If he isnt being sarcastic, then he usually has an ubeat but indifferent wat of speaking. Kieran tries to be optimistic as much as possible, even in the worst situations and always tries to analyze a situation before reacting.[/b]

[b]Uniform/costume: [img]http://image.blingee.com/images18/content/output/000/000/000/792/771386422_1653846.gif?4[/img]
1) One black, short sleeve, trench coat with collar propped up
2)Two black gloves that cover most of the forearm
3)One Black turtleneck
4)One pair of black jeans
5)Black combat boots[/b] 

[b]Origin Info/Details: Zero seems to not be able to remember anything from beyond the point he woke up. He does not know his age, his name, or anything about his past besides very small things like how to operate a vehicle, basic arithmatic, etc. One day he simply woke up and he nearly went insane. The reaosn being, the smell that penetrated his nose. He could smell so much and it was all very.......consuming. Zero opened his eyes second, after taking in all of the new and alarming smells, and awoke to see he was laying in an alley. Zero slowly stood up, careful to brush off the dirt, grime, and filth he seemed to be laying in. He walked out of the alley, supporting himself against the nearby wall to his right and covering his eyes with his left hand. The sun seemed to make his skin tingle slightly, and his body just seemed......heavy. When he walked out of the alley his mouth opened when he saw the people who went along their day pass by, and felt two points of pressure in his mouth. He felt the inside of his mouth and felt two very sharp teeth come out from his gums. Zero covered his mouth, and slid down the building wall hthat was behind him. He felt weak, exposed, and so hungry........

A random man who was passing by Zero stopped in front of him and offered him his hand. He seemed concerned, nervous, and slightly cautious. Zero looked up at the man and his vision started to blur, and he began to see red. Zero reached up with his right hand, accepting the offered hand of the stranger, when an impulse so strong he nearly puked began pumping in his body. Zero immediately  retracted his hand, covered his mouth again, and stumbled hazardly into the alley again. The stranger followed Zero, somehow unconcerned with his own safety. When they were both in the alley away from prying eyes, Zero turned around and pounced on the strange man, knocking him to the ground. As the stranger desperately tried to fight off Zero, Zero noticed a vein in the strangers neck that looked so....tasty. Kieran dipped his head and bit into the vein with his new fangs and in exactly sixty seconds he drained the man of all his blood. 

Zero left the body where it was, and for the next few days blood was all he could think about. He went on a small blood binge leaving behind a trail of bodies. After the next two days, Zero finished draining a young women when he sorta came to his senses. He realized what he had been doing and his blood lust left him. He sat in the dark abandoned place he lured the women into and pondered a few things about himself. He was weak in sunlight, he fed on blood, he had fangs, and at night he was a near perfect hunter with advanced sight, hearing, and he was even a bit faster and stronger. He cleaned himself up, using the womens clothes to remove the blood from his mouth, and found a place to sleep. During the day he went to the local library and found out what he was. He was a vampire. 

Zero went on for the next years making a name for himself, and effectively started calling himself Zero since he knew nothing about himself. While he cared little for his lost memories, he did feel guilty about killing so many innocents. So he began working as a sort of mercenary, taking cases that went beyond the law. He still killed, but he tried to not kill when he fed. He also tried to stick with cases that were to help the good and punish the bad. Also over the course of two years, he found a Katana blade that never seemed to dull no matter how long he used it or what he cut through and learned to wield it with a mastery of skill and precise.[/b]

[b]Hero Type (Select one): Supernatural[/b]

[b]Power Level (Select one below): C[/b]

[b]Powers (Be Specific): 
Vampiric Vision: Zero can see extremely well during the day, and during the night even greater. During the day he can see up to one hundred meters away in clear detail except when the sun is being shined directly in his face. At night he can see up to five hundred meters or more away crystal clear. During the night he aquires a sort of night vision sense, unable to see through solid objects but still crystal clear in the night.

Vampiric Strength: During the day Zero has the strength of ten men, easily able to lift extremely heavy objects or wield his katana at fast speeds. During the night his strength is mutlipled, and his skin becomes slightly hardened so that he can punch through brick, steel, metal, and more.

Vampiric smell: Zero can smell from a great distance away, and unlike his other abilites this is not affected by sunlight. But it is affected by his hunger. He can smell the blood pumping in peoples veins and differenciate between a number of smells mixed together when full. But when he is hungry, he cannot control what he smells meaning he cannot block out unwanted aromas and he can spell someones blood a mile away.

Vampiric hearing: Zero has very well adjust hearing, and again his ability depends on his hunger rather than the time of day. Zero, when full, can hear anything within a block radius of him but he is able to tune things out or focus on a single sound. When hungry though he cannot tune anything out or single in on anything, and every seems to scream together.

Vampiric healing: Zero seems to be able to heal fast, making small cuts and incisions heal in a matter of seconds. When drinking blood even a mortal wound can be healed within seconds, and even regenerate body parts besides his head. With no blood, Zero cannot regenerate but heal from severe wounds over time.[/b]

[b]Attributes (Select one at each category):[/b]

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Height: 6'2
Weight: 180 lbs
Strength Level: When affected by the sun - 10x normal human/ No sun - 50x normal human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Sun - 2x normal humans/ No sun - 5x normal human
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Sun - 2 hours/ No sun - 5 hours
Agility: Sun - 5x/ No sun - 20x
Intelligence: Genius
Fighting Skill: Trained
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[b]Resources: Average[/b] 

[b]Weaknesses: Zero obviously is much weaker when in contact with direct sunlight, and even when there is no sun can still be overpowered by those just flat out stronger or more skilled. He can not outrun a grenade or explosion, and cannot survive decapitation. [/b]

[b]Supporting Characters (Does your character have a significant other? A mother? Friend? Who are they, what do they have to do with your character?): Zero has contacts and buisness associates, as well as people who owe him favors, but he has no significant other,[/b]


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The city was loud and quiet at the same time, loud with the roar of nightlife that enguled the entire population but quiet at the same time with the underworld of the city discreetly making their moves. People laughed and danced in the streets, consumed by the devils nectar and engulfed in their own misguided happiness. All the while people went on with their lives during the night, [i]he[/i] roamed the streets. He quickly and swiftly walked down the sidewalks and darted around buildings through side passage ways. He had his own buisness to take care of and nothing was going to stop him from achieving his goal. He had made a promise and he intended to keep it. His dark clothing seemed to cloak him in the night, despite there being a full moon that shone brilliantly.

He traveled far for his objective and he arrived in the manner and in the time he planned. The mans destination was a gravesite, and as he stood outside the gate keeping him from simply entering he sighed. He was instantly aware he was being watched and did not appreciate the rude gesture. "[color=0076a3]You can come out[/color]", The man said out loud to who appeared to be no one,"[color=0076a3]I would prefer not to have to search for you. That would require more effort than you are worth.[/color]" The man dropped the bag he was carrying and unsheathed the blade he had contained on his back. When he did a shadow like figure took shape behind him, with only the barest of color showing off the small dagger he had pressed against the first mans back.

The first man grinned, showing two fangs prortruding from his gums. He dropped his katana and quickly spun around, using his left elbow to knock the dagger out of the second mans hand. He swung his right hand in a pointed finger manner, his claw like hand flat, and aimed for the throat of the second man. As luck would favor the bold normally, she did not so in this case. The second man ducked the first mans sharp jab, throwing a punch into the first mans gut, then landing a second one. This did not phase the first man though, as he grabbed the head of the second man and kneed him hard as he simply shrugged off the punches. The second man recoiled back, falling on his back.

The first man scooped up his katana, quickly dashed forward, and layed the sharp side of the blase against the second mans throat even as the man squirmed and tried to find an opening to escape. "[color=0076a3]Why? Who ordered you to follow me[/color]", The first man asked with anger seeping out of every word. The second man simply smiled, his bright white teeth gleaming in the night. The second man, able to do this simply from suprising the first man more than anything, leaned forward more so the blade was drawing blood from his throat. Then quickly turned his head, cutting open his own throat. The first man, suprised but unmoved, stood up and swung his katana so as to throw off the blood. He walked over to his bag, picking it up with his left hand sheathing his katana with his right. He climbed up and over the gate of the cemetary, not looking back once to the stranger or even giving him a second thought. He walked for a few minutes, seemigly like he was lost but just as quickly stopping in front of a strangely marked gravestone. The headstone had weird carvings etched into it instead of a name. The first man kneeled, then brought out a bouqet of flowers from his bag. He placed them in front of the headstone and began to speak. "[color=0076a3]Sally.......its me, Zero.......its......well you know my name. You are the one discovered it, my real name.........I told you I would come back. I promised you I would. I am...so sorry I came back so late.[/color]"
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