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William La

Name: William La'Chrome
Age (vampire): 120 yrs old.
Age of appearance (Human look): 21
Slaves (edit this after you talk to other members):
Personality:
William is a very stubborn vampire and naturally doesn't like being told what to do. He doesn't like being advised and toys with the idea very thought of death, by occasionally watching sunsets and eating garlic. He is a very unorthodox master and is considered too friendly with his slaves and always has one of them in his company. William provides adequate beds, sheets, and pillows for his slaves however is not as quite hesitant to punish those who abuse his kindness as most might think.
Powers/skills:
William is unaffected by the likes of silver, onions, garlic, crosses, holy water and finds churches to be a pitiful excuse for safety. William cannot drown or be suffocated due to not being required to breathe. He is inhumanly fast, strong and durable in comparison to the likes of a human. He suffers no damage from falls, even those from extreme heights. He can shape-shift into creatures of the night (Bats, mice, owls and a wolf). William can become intangible by becoming smoke and fog, an ability coveted b many of his kind. He also has extremely sharp fang like canine teeth to allow him to drain the blood of a victim. William also has extremely sharp fingernails that allow him tear through flesh with ease.
Weakness:
Wooden stake through his heart. Sunlight. William cannot drink from the dead, unless it has been extracted prior to death. William is required to sleep in the daytime otherwise he can become extremely drowsy and unable to think rationally. William is also required to feed bi-daily and will appear to age if he doesn't. While he won't die from not eating, he will be racked with extreme hunger making it incapable of thinking rationally.
Background:
William was made an unwilling slave during the vampire's take over of the world however was passed around a lot due to his young appearance. His second master became quite fond of his service to her and rewarded him by taking him into what was known as the blood room. It was only in there that he realized that he wouldn't be performing any task he had before and she left weak for quite a couple of days. His peers however explained that he hadn't truly become their master's favorite but that he was no more special than her last meal. This proved rather untrue as for the next couple of days she fed solely off of him, calling his blood her favorite due to the look of betrayal in his eyes.

His last day as a slave involved him being brought into the blood room to a master who complained that she was starving. When he exited, his body seemed to have been drained almost entirely of blood, and he was carried out by two other slaves who were unsure if he'd make it through the night. William, eventually, succumbed to his injuries and extreme blood loss and died overnight in his sleep. By morning William had arisen and in a somewhat trance like state, drained all the other slaves of blood due to his intense hunger before they could wake. The horror and shock of the scene sent his master into coma like sleep and since then has William claimed her spot and financial assets.
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other:

An Example of the vampire's CS

Junkyard

Solara is at the butcher's shop now. Passing by.

Junkyard

They had walked for sometime now, and it seemed like only Solara was getting tired of the long journey. "So do you guys live here?" The question made its way from Solara's lips too naturally, almost like she was talking to a group of friends she had just been introduced to. "Does it look like we do?" one of the men looked back and said sarcastically but the remark made a smile form between her lips. Humans, she had learned were a bit like roaches, they attempted to infest any inhabitable piece of land that they could in a cancerous type manner. "So where do you come from?" Solara asked before noticing that the man, John, had never taken his eyes off her. She could tell because when she wiped the sweat from her forehead he tripped and fell due to not paying attention to where he was going. "Eyes forward, John, I'm not your type" Solara laughed before throwing a hand on her hips and breaking a pose as she leaned down offering him a hand.

"Don't flatter yourself" John said without any hesitance or stuttering almost as if he detested the very idea that she was a viable partner. She almost believed his words, despite how hurtful, but his eyes betrayed him. He looked at her with a sense of curiosity, like a young boy looked at his first crush. He looked look at her like she was god, and to him, she was. "Just get up, the town is just a little further." She said with a smile just as bright as the sun which forced him to look away as she pulled him up to his feet. They continued a little further and eventually reached the town. John never looked back at her again, but he thought of nothing else.

The town looked rather populated. Populated for the planet sized ball of trash that they were on anyways. Which was far more than she imagined. Her eyes strayed to the left and then moved to the right. She couldn't see any two people that were of the same race or that could pass for another. "This place sells meat of all kinds" The man, or rather beast, Oognak, that traveled with them mentioned as they passed the local butcher's shop. She glanced inside but continued walking straight before she backtracked her steps "Hold up" she told the ground who sighed in frustration. Inside the butcher's shop she saw what looked like another human "Hello" she called out to him from the entrance of the shop.

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I believe there is one left, I believe, can't say for certain but I feel pretty certain

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William La

Name: William La'Chrome
Age (vampire): 120 yrs old.
Age of appearance (Human look): 21
Slaves (edit this after you talk to other members):
Personality:
William is a very stubborn vampire and naturally doesn't like being told what to do. He doesn't like being advised and toys with the idea very thought of death, by occasionally watching sunsets and eating garlic. He is a very unorthodox master and is considered too friendly with his slaves and always has one of them in his company. William provides adequate beds, sheets, and pillows for his slaves however is not as quite hesitant to punish those who abuse his kindness as most might think.
Powers/skills:
William is unaffected by the likes of silver, onions, garlic, crosses, holy water and finds churches to be a pitiful excuse for safety. William cannot drown or be suffocated due to not being required to breathe. He is inhumanly fast, strong and durable in comparison to the likes of a human. He suffers no damage from falls, even those from extreme heights. He can shape-shift into creatures of the night (Bats, mice, owls and a wolf). William can become intangible by becoming smoke and fog, an ability coveted b many of his kind. He also has extremely sharp fang like canine teeth to allow him to drain the blood of a victim. William also has extremely sharp fingernails that allow him tear through flesh with ease.
Weakness:
Wooden stake through his heart. Sunlight. William cannot drink from the dead, unless it has been extracted prior to death. William is required to sleep in the daytime otherwise he can become extremely drowsy and unable to think rationally. William is also required to feed bi-daily and will appear to age if he doesn't. While he won't die from not eating, he will be racked with extreme hunger making it incapable of thinking rationally.
Background:
William was made an unwilling slave during the vampire's take over of the world however was passed around a lot due to his young appearance. His second master became quite fond of his service to her and rewarded him by taking him into what was known as the blood room. It was only in there that he realized that he wouldn't be performing any task he had before and she left weak for quite a couple of days. His peers however explained that he hadn't truly become their master's favorite but that he was no more special than her last meal. This proved rather untrue as for the next couple of days she fed solely off of him, calling his blood her favorite due to the look of betrayal in his eyes.

His last day as a slave involved him being brought into the blood room to a master who complained that she was starving. When he exited, his body seemed to have been drained almost entirely of blood, and he was carried out by two other slaves who were unsure if he'd make it through the night. William, eventually, succumbed to his injuries and extreme blood loss and died overnight in his sleep. By morning William had arisen and in a somewhat trance like state, drained all the other slaves of blood due to his intense hunger before they could wake. The horror and shock of the scene sent his master into coma like sleep and since then has William claimed her spot and financial assets.
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I'm thinking William could take Pierre as a slave, if Plightz allows it.

Junkyard

"Feels like every day we have some new crap getting dropped off here, like we're some kind of dump" "Have you never looked around? This is a dump!" "Keep your voices down, remember what we're searching for" The three voices interrupted her peaceful slumber and Solara's eyes fluttered open but she didn't dare move. She couldn't understand a word they were saying, not yet, but it sounded like they were bickering. She could hear footsteps trudging through some garbage right behind the large rock she had been sleeping on. Instinctively she peered down at her hands only to see that her wound had closed due to the blood having coagulated while she slept. In one quick motion she stood up and turned to face the people who were looking in different directions at first but quickly turned to face her. Two males, one female, each holding what appeared to be some sort of gun, but far more primitive than the ones she was familiar with. She didn't wait for them to noticed her and quickly relieved them of their weapons. "Freeze!" they all shouted in unison but it was too late, she had already sent their weapons hurdling into the sky and they hadn't even noticed it.

She held her hand towards them and two of them edged back slightly in fear which made her nearly smile but she didn't. She had to be strong and merciless rather than playful otherwise they might try to rush her at the same time. She couldn't have that. She moved her hand downwards and all three became wide eyed when the guns came crashing down right before them creating a small cloud of smoke. Bullet shell casings flew in every direction as the guns came apart on impact. Solara had slammed the guns down so hard against the planet that the very thought that the guns could be used against her no longer existed in her mind. One of the males, obviously human, began searching through the pieces in hopes of finding a weapon to salvage. The other male was of a particular species she was rather unfamiliar with, he seemed to have broad shoulders and a bulky appearance. His skin seemed to be more covered than anyone elses and he looked like he could have been native to this filthy planet. The female appeared human except for her rather oddly neon blue hair, which Solara could swear wasn't a color humans could naturally get.

The woman had larger breasts than Solara but her face was rather imperfect and covered in far too many scars to regard as beautiful on Thessia. In fact, the woman's figure itself wasn't quite as good as any Asari's and she could easily be mistaken for a man were it not for her breasts and soft face. Solara grinned at the woman but she ws too busy glaring at her in apparent dislike. "You. Where is the nearest city? What direction and how far?" she asked the shrouded man who seemed to be staring down at the ground to avoid her glance. "2 Miles east." the female spoke which made Solara grin become more profound. "I'm Solara, sorry about your toys but they looked like they could hurt me." she said, leaping down to face them directly. When she landed she came to realize that the woman who he had been looking down upon before was now looking down at her. "Steroids?" The words slipped from her mouth as she stared at the amazon who towered over her and was nearly the size of the tallest man who was easily 6ft. "Excuse me?" The woman took a step closer and it was then that she no longer had the same amount of power she had when she was on the rock. "Oooh Calm down, baby. You shouldn't be so tense." Solara said nudging the woman with her shoulder as if they known one another for awhile. Solara's words and playfulness caught the woman by surprise and she was at a loss for words, not by choice but because she couldn't think of what to say.

"C'mon, let's get a move on, you don't want to be out here at night" Solara said as she walked behind the group, her mind connected to all of theirs. "You know, you don't have to hold that dagger so tightly, it starts to make me uncomfortable" She told the shrouded man who was jumped at hearing her words. "You know you don't have to come if you don't want to. I'm not taking you hostage, I don't have the time. Figured you were all thirsty from being in the sun" she lied as she implanted the thought in their heads and they all nodded at once and continued to walk. "I think...we'll get along just swell" she said with a smile. Humans were pretty dumb creatures, either that or just they had stayed out in the sun too long. Either way she was content that she had been given them to talk to and get information from.

Junkyard

Well everyone, have good independence day, I'll be out again D: Celebrating and visiting family. But I will respond twice the day after due to my absence or later that night.

Vampiric Masters

Lol sure, but I'll be gone for Independence day. Today. Have a nice one yall.

Vampiric Masters

I put the question marks because he is getting moved into his new owner's place, since of course you can't be your own master. Btw, I plan on making a master too.

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Name: Avien Preston

Age: 19

Owner: Before: Master Charles, Now: ????

Family: He isn't quite sure who remains, he isn't allowed to as punishment.

Personality:
Avien is rebellious by nature, unable to wrap his head around the idea of parasitic blood suckers ruling the world. Hearing of the global devastation that came as a result of the vampires waging war against the world made Avien an even more reluctant slave for the blood suckers despite being born in captivity. - Born in Captivity

Background (Before captivity):
Avien was born in captivity as a means for his old master to reproduce slaves to feed upon and thus introduced female slaves to the once all male population of humans in his basement. This not only bred new slaves and more mouths to feed but it also increased work productivity by 200% due to males overworking themselves in order to take over the shifts of the females who weren't meant to work. Many humans, male and female, attempted to hide the spawn from their master in order to produce strong heirs that weren't mentally conditioned to be slaves in order to lead a revolt and free them later. Their master displayed little care in the newborns that were screaming in his basement and pretended to not notice as the children's cries were muffled soon after.

Believing it to be a weapon to be used against their master the wisest slaves educated their young by teaching them how to read, write and the history of the world before and after the vampires. Avien grew up to be strong and resentful towards vampires much to his master's joy. His old master enjoyed Avien's company and thought of him as a jester of sort due to how unorthodox his behavior was. While many vampire masters don't tolerate Avien's behavior, Master Charles had a good sense of humor and viewed Avien as entertainment for his guests. Master Charles has recently been forced to sell Avien due to his new mistress appearing to have some disconcerting interest in Avien due to her constant threats of "Draining him dry".

Appearance:

Avien