[hider=Madison Lovette]Name: Madison Lewis Lovette Age: 312, was bitten at 24 Gender: Male Appearance/Looks: [img]https://i.imgur.com/lOLJCbL.png[/img] Standing at a height of 5’6” feet, Madison is a man of fair complexion, with mellow features, dark eyes, and even darker curls that fall to his chin. These traits, however, tend to be overshadowed quite easily by his rather...interesting choice in wardrobe. Despite being male, and identifying as such, the researcher is almost always found donning a skirt and heels. As Madison leans naturally on the more androgynous side of the spectrum, it doesn’t take much use of makeup for him to become nearly indistinguishable from a woman. This hobby of his can easily confuse most people- especially if one has not been informed of his gender otherwise. Has a passion for wearing colorful, flowing dresses, and will wear a variety of wide-brimmed hats and gloves during the day. [hr] Species: Vampire Sexual Preference: Heterosexual Personality: At heart, Madison is an open, good-natured individual. Mellow towards most everyone, regardless of their own feelings towards him, he’s usually willing to have polite chit-chat when his schedule allows him to do so, or even set aside time for the sole purpose of talking with a friend or acquaintance. He takes most things in stride, and it takes quite some time for him to get riled as a result- although, even then, it’s very rare for him to explode. His rage usually manifests itself as silent anger and disapproval, contrasting greatly against his usual sunny disposition. Age has also granted him an incredibly lackadaisical nature when dealing with the world around him, regardless of how bizarre or unusual it happens to be. Likes: - Sinatra - Classic Swing - Cocktails - Fashion - Dancing - Forget-Me-Nots - Gambling - Discovering something new or forgotten. - Squirrels Dislikes: - Wearing traditional male clothing - Sour cream - People who happen to be over-controlling of others - Cruelty - Straight tequila or vodka - Wearing sandals with socks - Closed-mindedness Bio: Born just a few years before the Tuscarora Indian conflict took place, young Madison was brought into the world as the first child of a somewhat successful blacksmith. While he had a deep fondness for what books he managed to get his hands off, and slacking off from his duties, he was groomed to take up his father’s work once the time came- and, as such, was often set to tinker with scrap metal or assist around the shop. He made an effort to please his parents, even going so far as to try and meld his own works, but there was one thing he kept a firm secret from them. Namely, the fact that he would dress himself in women’s clothing when alone. Madison was fascinated with femininity, the female form, and developed an odd hobby of attempting to recreate that beauty within himself. While this secret lingered with him throughout his mortal life, he grew into a relatively normal youth. His life was in order, and, while he struggled with a bit of a gambling and drink problem, he was making steady progress in his decision to go into politics. One night, however, when stumbling home from a meeting with friends, he was bitten by a vampire. After dealing with the initial struggle of “infancy”, Madison cut all ties to his past life and took to wandering. It was during this period that he developed a deep interest in the world of the supernatural, and he eventually came to settle down as a researcher on the subject. Madison has published several studies on various cryptids, along with theories on soul bonds and their purposes. His own has been approaching its due date far more rapidly than he had imagined, and Madison couldn’t be any more delighted. Occupation: Magical Researcher Country of Origin: America Feelings about meeting their soulmate: Optimistic. While he hasn’t encountered his own yet, he’s firm in the belief that if he’s intended to be with someone, then they will be compatible when it comes down to it. Soul mate: Other: While it holds no nutritional value for him, what with him being a vampire, Madison enjoys tea. Matcha is his favorite. Hedonistic. [/hider] [hider=Phoebe Stride]Name: Phoebe Alice Stride Age: 46, although she’s physically in her early twenties. Gender: Female Appearance/Looks: [img]http://i.imgur.com/U6WLyrp.png[/img] At about 5’4”, “Stride” is a woman of pale complexion, and even paler hair. Locks of silver fall messily about her face, with several hanging low enough to brush her chin. Her eyes are a strikingly bright yellow, and very much serpentine; nearly all of her eyes taken up by the same color, and her pupils are slitted. Scales litter her body, showing up as sporadic patches on otherwise regular human skin. However, Stride has a habit of covering most of her features, leaving much to the imagination. Typically, she dons a pair of goggles over her eyes, and a thin, breathable strip of fabric over her mouth; although when in the midst of a fight, she tends to switch these items out for a basic gas mask. Her outfit consists of a maroon jacket over dark shirts, jeans, and a set of work gloves and boots. Is of Greek and Japanese descent. [hr] Species: Hybrid: Half-Gorgon, Half-Human Sexual Preference: Heterosexual Personality: Sarcastic, hasty, and generally rough-around-the-edges, Stride’s personality seems to befit the protagonist of a cheesy action movie over a member of a peacekeeping group. Her vocabulary is vast enough to make a sailor blush, and is something she often uses to get on the nerves of most decent folk. It doesn’t take long for her to give out a few rather...blunt comments if it means getting a rise out of someone. She possesses quite the temper, as well- acting childishly when frustrated or taken off guard, and throwing out meaningless insults in an effort to maintain what she views as an “impressive” demeanor. Given this hot-bloodedness, this often makes her fairly unpleasant company, especially when around those with thinner skin. In spite of this, however, she’s fiercely loyal to her companions, working doggedly to get both recognition and admiration between her peers. This results in her being a bit show-offy at times; although when it counts, Stride can be fairly cool-headed and reasonable enough, making her decent enough to work with. Likes: - Classic Rock - Fighting - Junk food - Her hummer - Her guns, a pair of H&K MP7A1s - Action movies - Painting - Whiskey Dislikes: - Emotional openness. Makes her uncomfortable, as she’s not sure how to deal with it. - People stealing her food - Her looks - Being ignored - The cold - Eggs - Being called “Phoebe”. Bio: Phoebe was born as the result of a rather scandalous affair between a married human woman, and a wandering, killer-for-hire gorgon. The two had been acquainted through the woman’s business, a successful weapons company, and eventually began a fling together that ended when the gorgon moved onto other waters- and with the human pregnant. Given that the child hardly resembled her husband, it was made clear enough that Phoebe was a bastard. Her existence put the family’s reputation at risk, and, as such, she was kept away from company and shunned by her relatives. Sometime during Stride’s adolescence, her biological father returned, offering to take his daughter off their hands with little explanation as to why. The family obliged regardless, and Mr. Callias Dimitriou took the girl under his wing. Once she was old enough, Stride left her father’s care to join up with a supernatural facet of the police force- jumping in to deal with the rogue werewolves or vampire slavers human officers would struggle with. She’s found her place among their fold, and, all in all, she’s quite content in the life she’s carved out for herself. The only issue that she’s found is the mark on her wrist. The thought of meeting someone, instantly falling in love, and living out a perfect fairy-tale life has never struck Stride as honest; especially with her parents serving as reference. Occupation: Sergeant in the supernatural taskforce, hoping to get promoted soon. Country of Origin: America Feelings about meeting their soulmate: Uncomfortable. If questioned, Stride will complain that the whole thing seems prone to blowing up in people’s faces, but it’s mostly the idea of having to get so cozy with someone that unsettles her. Soul mate: Other: Stride doesn’t drink tea much, if at all. Is skilled with numbers. Stride’s gaze can stun anyone who meets her eyes, inducing an effect similar to being tazed in the victim- muscles locking, and waves of pain flooding their body. This lasts for as long as her gaze is locked with her target's. [/hider]