Rumpleteaser Posted June 17, 2017 Share Posted June 17, 2017 Appearance Please Register/ Sign In, in order to see the links. Vivian is albino. His hair is a very pale blonde and dead straight. It is thin and light so it gets caught in the wind easily. He likes to keep it as long as he can but some masters like to cut it short. It currently falls to about half way down his back and is normally tied back in a loose ponytail. The hair on the rest of his body has the same pale, soft look to it. It's almost unnoticeable on first glance because it blends in with the colour of his skin so well. His skin lacks all pigment. The only colour to it is a pinkish tinge from his blood. His eyes are an off-white shade of white and the soft colour of his eyebrows makes them hard to see. He is tall with a slender build. He has no curves or softness whatsoever. He barely has any muscle on his body so if he were to remove his shirt people would see his spine and the bottom of his rib cage. They would also see the massive scar across the back of his shoulders. It’s where his wings were cut off. They're slowly regrowing. It has been six months since they were forcibly removed so they have grown back to the end of the humerus. Vivian likes to keep his body covered all the way to his hands and neck. He is rarely seen without a cravat or some sort of scarf covering his neck, though there are a few reasons for this. When outside he even wears a hooded capelet or cloak and sunglasses. His shirt and pants are very simple: creamy white and soft grey-blue. His shoes are soft and thin, which means they're quite worn. They button up on the side but the buttons are glued in place now. He uses them as slip-ons. He only has one set of clothes so he has to wash them every night. As an asvang, Vivian has an "original form", which looks something akin an oversized bat. The differences are he is primarily bipedal and he has arms as well as wings. The scapulae form the base of the wing joint rather than the rotator cuff. The original form is the same size as his human one. Normally the original form would be larger but its size is very dependent on physical strength, lifestyle, training and feeding. His original skin is as dark as his human skin is light. The only similar colouring is the pale blue of his eyes. Name He doesn't currently have any permanent name. By the time he made it to the United Kingdom, he'd legally had his name stripped from him and made a slave. He would never tell you but his birth name was Victor dor Vellin. It was changed when he was eight years old to Vivian dor Vellin (an honorary dor). This name was stripped from him when he became a slave. He technically no longer owns a name and will go by any name people give him, even if it's something like "Princess". His masters can choose a new temporary name for him. Age Vivian currently appears about twenty-two to twenty-four years old. He ages one year for every five so in fact he is about 95 years old. Biography Vivian is very reluctant for anyone to know his past, for knowing it endangers his future. If nobody knows then nobody can tell. If his mother were to discover his presence he would be captured by her men, dragged back to her and punished for yet another escape attempt. What is written in this biography would not make it into his papers or slave contract. The same goes for the information about his name and even his species. There are few asvang in the world and they keep themselves hidden, even from other mythological beings. In an Earth setting, Vivian was born in a manor house in Auvergne, France. It is an agricultural province that doesn't get much attention from outside, making it the perfect place for a small band of blood-drinkers to hide in. The heavy snowfall and cold climate means they can keep their skin covered without suspicion. It is important because it has a thriving agricultural community and is perfect for restocking supplies. His mother runs a cattle farm there, worked by slave labour. This is because she can sell the meat and collect the blood, thus negating the need to attack other farms and rousing suspicion. Victor dor Vellin's infancy was a pleasant one. If he were to look back he would undoubtedly have a melancholy smile upon his face. His father loved him dearly and, for the most part, his mother did too. Devioa suffered from post natal depression. She would not breastfeed him and she rarely noticed the drawings and chains of flowers he laid in front of her door. In her daze she would step on them without ever knowing they were there. Vivian was too young to understand what was happening and didn't understand why his "treasures" didn't make her happy. As distant as his mother was from him, his father was close. His father would read to him in the old language, Asvangga, tell him stories and even took up his mother's duty of breastfeeding him. Asvang drink blood so, physically speaking, either parent can feed their infant. After a month Veau's chest even began to swell like a woman's breasts did during this time, though not nearly as much as a woman's would have. It wasn't until Victor was five years old that his fate seemed to change. Devoia's post natal depression had caused Veau to seek out other women. By the time Victor was five (in both apparent age and physical age) he was having an affair with a half-caste. The young boy knew his father's actions were wrong and begged him to stop but by that time he cared more for his mistress than his wife. Victor was in his father's closet trying on the man's clothes when he saw it. Devoia was away making a deal with a slaver and his father was taking advantage of her vacation. Victor remained silent and peeked out between the slats. He watched in horror as his mother broke in the door and slaughtered the lovers in their bed. Officially it was declared she'd acted in self defence but suspicion still lay about her like some dark miasma. It was an entire week later when the servants found Victor hiding under the bed in one of the guest rooms. Ever since that fateful day Victor was afraid of his mother. He looked too much like his father and shared all the same loves; surely the child would turn out like Veau in the end. Devioa had dearly loved her husband but now all she could see of him was his betrayal; all she could feel was loathing. She had changed, or perhaps it wasn't a change so much as revealing a different part of her character. It didn't make Victor's situation any better that he now trembled when he looked at his mother and had to be forced to look at her. He still made her necklaces of flowers and placed drawings on her seat at the table but now she just brushed them aside or told the servants to throw them out. He gathered them up and placed them in his box of treasures, forever hoping one day she would see them for what they really were. Most boys of his kind did not start school and tutoring until they were seven. At only five Victor was handed over to a tutor three times a week. Meeting the man was a frightening experience. His mother held tight to his hand the whole way to the man's door, as though he was going to be handed over to someone he should learn to fear. After all, it had only been a few months since he'd watched the woman murder his father. Victor was ordered to stand properly, speak louder and look up. The man's inspection and questioning frightened the tiny boy. Finally, the man agreed to tutor him and he was taken back to the car. It turned out Master Mordei was strict and flogged him when he failed to perform but in no way was he cruel. He pushed Victor at the same level he started out with his older students, teaching the subjects Devoia chose for the boy. Victor was expected to know how to behave in cultured society, asvang history as well as learn how to keep accounts. With Veau gone and Victor out of the way, Devoia sought out a new suitor. Henor was a friend from her youth. He was younger than her but still shared her apparent age. By the time he was ten years old (almost seven in apparent age), his mother had given birth to a beautiful baby girl named Lana. As soon as Devioa was well she had the boy disinherited and changed his name to Vivian, claiming that he was infirm. At roughly the same time Henor forbid him from speaking to her or even coming near her. The boy was so quiet, so flighty and so awkward around his elders; it wasn't hard for Henor to believe all the horrible things Devoia said about the child. Vivian's first meeting with his sister was not a good one. He was hiding away in the bottom of the linen closet, in trouble with his mother. Lena found him and tried to drag him out like the nasty thing she believed him to be. Vivian was so afraid of being sent back into the dark room below the doctor's quarters. The dark room was completely sealed with barely any airflow. Such sensory deprivation was often used as a form of torture. Vivian screamed when his sister pulled and lashed out in self defence. As soon as he realised he'd hit his sister and made her cry, he ran. He ran out into the snow so hard and so fast he didn't know where he was going. Henor came after him, furious, and dragged him back inside. It was the first time Vivian's arm was broken. It wasn't the last time it would happen and it wasn't the worst injury he would sustain. Ever since the day his mother bit him, Vivian's treatment worsened. By that time he'd become Lana's nursemaid, governess and toy. If she wanted to go outside Vivian had no power to stop her. He had to beg and persuade her not to travel the fence line all the way to the front gate. He was too afraid that she would go to Henor and accuse him of hurting her. There was nothing he could do to stop her from talking to the boy on the other side of the fence. He could not leave her to go for help, he could not stop her and he could not scold her. He had to stay with her, anxious, and hope she wouldn't say anything that would get him in trouble later. She did. She revealed to the boy what they were, at which time Vivian grabbed his sister and marched back towards the house. When the servants told his mother what had happened, Vivian panicked. He struggled, pushed away and even kicked in an attempt to get away, which only resulted in his mother slicing him across the cheek. After she licked his blood from her fingers and looked down at the boy with such hatred, Vivian cowered and fell back on the floor. She'd read his blood. She'd seen the "treachery" in his blood. She did not hold back. She sank all four of her fangs into his flesh and didn't stop sucking until she'd read everything she wanted. When Devoia released him, Vivian was already unconscious. From that day forth feeding from him became a regular occurrence. She would know if he was being underhanded, she would know if he'd done something wrong and she would know if he was planning to escape. Her cruelty didn't stop there. The punishments inflicted by her whilst under the doctor's quarters and in the black room were best left unsaid and unknown. They caused his body to weaken until it was believed he had some weakness of the blood, supposedly inherited from his father's side. His mother's treatment, his studies with Master Mordei and serving Lana wore him down until he would sometimes collapse where he stood. All the while Henor would watch him, hound him and even beat him for things Lana would claim he'd done. Eventually he escaped, but such attempts never succeeded for more than a year. With each escape attempt he would be dragged back, punished then returned to his bed as a breathing corpse. During the times he was away his mother would say he was being taken care of by a specialist doctor or away at boarding schools. Only on occasion would she admit he'd ran away, using it as proof he was defective and needed to be kept under close watch. Who knew what he would get up to without his elders making sure he didn't bite people or reveal the asvang to the world? It seems ironic that Devoia was the one who was caught disobeying asvang law. To avoid prison, death or slavery she placed the accusation upon Vivian. He accepted the blame so no shame would come upon his half sister, Lana, and to get away from his mother. He was charged by the asvang courts and sentenced to life as a convicted slave. He was stripped of his identity then sold to the highest bidder over Scamper. He knew nothing of his new owner or how they may treat him, only that he was packaged away in a very fancy slave box to be transported out of Europe. He was sent to a far away country where nobody would ever have heard of asvang: the United States of America. It was a chance at freedom, relatively speaking. It was a chance of a new life. The treatments he received from his masters there were much kinder than anything his mother had inflicted. In no way does that mean they were kind to him, at least most of them weren't. He quickly learned to fear masters almost as much as he had his mother. To be sent to a new master was chilling; to be sent back would have him in shivers. His mother instilled in him long ago not to show his fears and panic. Personality Vivian is a quiet man with a soft voice. When he does speak he is well spoken and well mannered. This does not mean he is shy or insecure though, far from it. It's merely doesn't see the need to approach people, shout or act rudely. He is very self-content and secure in who he is. He has always found seeking inner happiness is far more reliable than seeking it in his surroundings. He doesn't see himself as a reflection of the company he's in or the treatment given to him. He guards his hopes carefully and is capable of protecting himself against all onslaughts. It means he is able to find the calm in almost any situation and come out from it unbroken. He still has his fears and foibles but his approach to them makes him more resilient than others would be in his situation. The things Vivian fears most are: his mother, sensory deprivation, having his blood read, cruelty, the dark, places that are too quiet and being handed to a new master. He doesn't like sex either (especially gay sex) but it isn't a fear. When faced with his fears he will usually panic and try to escape them then recoil into himself and simply yield to them. He does put up a fight but it is mostly defensive rather than aggressive. Often times it is better to yield to his fears than risk further pain. He would much rather wait for a chance to escape than cause harm to himself or others. He knows how to wait and he's always looking for ways out. When faced with a dislike he most likely won't panic and simply ask for it not to be so or avoid it. The past is something Vivian rarely talks about. It's because he doesn't like thinking about the past. It stirs so many conflicting emotions in him and usually leaves him in a melancholy silence. If he does speak about his past it's usually nothing of consequence and nothing sinister. He's afraid of how his masters would treat him if they knew, the prospect of his mother finding him and people questioning him further about it. The times he has mentioned anything of his past, his people or his homeland (France, not the South Pole) it ended badly. He doesn't even speak with an accent any more. The way he speaks is very proper without any lilt of any kind. It would be impossible to place him from speech alone. This is the first time Vivian has ever been a master, if he does end up as one in Trinity Castle. He isn't sure how to behave as a master. He knows what masters are like but he doesn't want to follow any of their examples. What would he use a pet for: sex, blood, work? He doesn't like sex. He doesn't like reading others' blood. The only work a slave could do is fetching things for him or tidying his room. The only thing he could possibly use a pet for is company, and even then he'd rather it not be because the person is forced to accompany him. Abilities Vivian has a few race-based abilities but no "magic". He has no defences against magic. All the abilities he does have are physiological rather than arcane. Regeneration: His kind are capable of enduring much more than humans. They heal faster and can regrow damaged body part. As a rough standard, it takes Vivian one year to regrow his wings. If he were as healthy and as strong as other asvang this healing time would decrease. This ability is very much dependant on physical strength, lifestyle, training and feeding. The healthier a person is, the more they feed, the better the quality of the blood they drink and the more sleep they get the faster they will heal. Fortune has not favoured Vivian in this way. He will gradually get healthier the longer he stays at Trinity Castle. The fastest way for an asvang to heal (which to them is synonymous with regenerate) is to become a "breathing corpse". It basically means going into a healing coma. It takes a lot of damage to become a breathing corpse and if he does he will not be able to be roused by anything other than immediate danger, meaning the affliction of more damage. This happens automatically; if he is that physically damaged he has to fight to stay awake and he is unlikely to be able to rouse himself. Blood reading: Asvang are able to taste blood memories. The ability is based on heightened senses of smell and taste. It is not something they need to activate or put power into. As soon as the blood touches lands inside of the drinker's mouth they taste it. In animals it is simply their emotions and how healthy they are but in people it is much more. Where the mind's memories are skewed by the person's interpretation of what happens to them, blood memories are the actuality of their life. They show exactly what happened to the person, how a person is feeling, their thoughts, their health and even what has happened to them. The fresher the memory the more prominent it is, thus the easier to read. Vivian finds blood reading to be more of a violation than rape so would never do this to a person and would never allow it to happen to himself. In fact, he panics when others of his kind bite him. It is most unlikely this will ever happen in Trinity Castle. He would rather regurgitate the blood than taste it. Shifting: At night he can change into his original form. If he is badly injured, weak or comatose this will happen automatically. Sixth sense: When his other senses are taken away he can sense the dead. This is because the other five senses get in the way of the sixth sense and people tend to pay more attention to them. For example, if you deafen him he will hear the dead and if you blind him he will see the dead. It is partially the reason he very much does not enjoy sensory deprivation. Inabilities Vivian's people originate from the South Pole. An armada travelled north to the North Pole where they crashed in the ice. From there they slowly migrated south and settled in a few places throughout Europe (or the northern continent of his original setting). For this reason Vivian has a different set of strengths and weaknesses to humans. England is not his native environment there are things that would hinder him. He's very used to them though so for the most part he's able to work around them. For example, by staying in the shade or putting on a hood and gloves he can keep his skin protected. Sunglasses (when he is allowed them) protect his eyes from harmful UV rays. Aversion to sunlight: Due to being a polar species, Vivian's people are more at home in temperatures below ten degrees Celsius. They are capable of keeping their bodies warm well below the freezing point of water. The negative to this is they cannot cope with strong sunlight or heat. The lack of pigment means their skin would blister and burn in the sunlight. An hour in the sun is dangerous, a few days is lethal. Aversion to heat: Their aversion to heat is linked in with their aversion to light, in that it stems from their ancestry in the South Pole. They are incapable of cooling their bodies down. They do sweat but it is not nearly enough to protect them from the heat. It is more an emotional response than a cooling mechanism. Short-sightedness: Asvang rely on their senses of smell, taste and hearing to interpret the world rather than their sight. Many are born blind (and without a sense of smell too but that's irrelevant to Vivian). For this reason Vivian is very short-sighted. He simply cannot see nor read anything at a distance. Even when he's reading books he has to hold it close. It would probably be nice for him to have a set of reading glasses as well as a pair of distance ones. He should be wearing thick glasses but he's never been tested for them or presented with any. It would no doubt be a great honour to be given some. Food allergies: Eating anything other than blood and its constituents (e.g. water, serum, sweat and piss) is fatal within a few hours, depending on how much he has ingested. It causes an allergic reaction that consists of dysentery, fevers, trembling, ulcers, intestinal bleeding and vomiting. It is so painful to asvang that if they are not tied down they will begin clawing at their stomach. Trying to remove their stomach is another reason why it is fatal. Even after the intestinal tract is completely empty the allergic reaction will continue. If the food does not come out fast enough, the reaction will take over their whole body. A shot of epinephrine will help but he's never been given an autoinjector before. 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Cryptconfessions Posted June 20, 2017 Share Posted June 20, 2017 If I will be good, will you take me under your care? Biography Lysander was born the youngest in a family of five people. His parents are known wine makers all around Vienna. Though he is born in wealth and pleasure, Lysander was the only person in the family to ever get close to poor people. Every night he would go out to play with the other children of different status, wealthy, poor and even slaves. He kept his secret until he turned 12 years old. His older brother found out of it and told their father. Enraged, he punished his son and locked him in a cage for days, leaving him no food to eat and a little water to drink. His father said that he wanted Lysander to experience what happen to his slave friends when they are not good. Days passed, Lysander finally got out of the cage but even though it happened, he still kept on playing with the others at night. His mother told his father to leave him alone but every now and then, the dispute between them grow harder that they stopped talking to each other. His brothers grown apart from each other and left the country to seek women of their liking, leaving Lysander under the care of his mother and father. It was the same year that a lot of children went missing. One Lysander's sixteenth birthday, he noticed something wrong in his surrounding. People would go dance and laugh like mad and there's a man who seemed to be watching him. He shook it off and bid his parents a good night and he retired for the night. He thought it was just a feeling until he woke up to the smell of smoke. His manor was on fire. Alarmed, Lysander run to his parents' room, yelling their names only to find out that they are dead on the floor. He tried to go closer but an arm pulled his shoulder and a cloth covered his nose. Lysander passed out. Lysander woke up to the sound of metals banging the floor. His eyes opened to the sight of chains here and there. He was in cage again. There was a tapping on his side and it was his slave friend that went missing weeks ago. He thought about his parents and what happened to them. He was in deep thought until the door swung open. It was the bloodmaster, his friend said. It was the man that he saw on his birthday. He didn't notice what is happening on his surrounding, not until the blood master pulled him up and took him to the other room. The abuse and experimentation took years and took toll on his body making him so weak. After that, karma seemed to be in Lysander's side, the warehouse where he was in got raided. He and his slave friends are free. His blue eyes turned amber and on his back were a set of wings. Appearance Lysander is an Austrian male with English and Norwegian descent. Like his mother, his hair is soft black and his eyes were blue. After the experiments and abuse that he took from the bloodmaster, his blue eyes turned to color of golden amber which people get confused with him as a vampire. He will wear black as his primary color and rarely seen wearing other color. On his back were wings of four-feet long, they are pristine white in color. Personality From the past, Lysander is a very kind male. He would make friends with people regardless of their status. He hates people who acts mighty but due to a lot of people from the past, he learned to ignore it. After the experiments, Lysander got free and came back to Vienna as a nobody. His ability to hide his wings made him look like a normal person but to other creatures around (vampires, shifters, etc. ) they are able to see his wings and made him a target easily. From Vienna, he became a slave for pleasure in a local red light district. He did that job until he was able to make a lot of money to go to London. Being hardworking and courageous, Lysander is able to land himself a job as soon as he entered the large city. He would work as a servant, a slave and even a caretaker. He might not talk about it but he misses his old life dearly that every time he would see a small child playing, he would remember himself and he will try not to cry. He is also a crybaby that when he went back to Vienna, he would cry himself to sleep every night. He is easy to make friends with, he is soft spoken and a mannered person. He would take care of every master that will buy him and takes him. He may not say it but he is terrified of fire. He have grown scared of it after the fire from his old home that took a lot of things from him. The sight of fire is enough to make him hyperventilate and panic. Sometimes his masters will use fire to make him submit fast. Not just terrified, the fire also left scars on his hand, reason why he wear bandage around it. Abilities Being a cross breed between a human and a fallen, he gained few abilities but not as strong as an actual fallen themselves. Wings Lysander is able to take out and fly if he wanted to and he is also able to fold and hide his wings if needed. His wings were four feet in length and they are weightless. Apart from that, his wings are able to change its color, depend on what he wanted it to be or what his master wanted it to look like. Also because of his wings, Lysander is also able to make others fly if he think that they are worthy of his powers. Magic Like an actual fallen, Lysander is able to wield magic of different elements: water, air and earth. He did not dare control to fire due to his phobia. His magic, even though strong, has its own limitation. For example, if he used all his energy to wield earth, he will not be able to use the others and the said elements on the next day, otherwise he'll get sick. Enhanced senses This is what his masters liked about him. His enhanced senses makes him sensitive than other humans that his master is enough to drive him crazy when in bed. Because of this, Lysander is able to land a good master, a treasury owner. Inabilities Phobia Lysander's Pyrophobia makes him lose control of himself. It will make him hyperventilate, induce a panic attack and make him faint. Wings His wings are beautiful but it is his main weakness. If his wings got ripped, he will die. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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