Post by Phoenix Wolfe on Feb 22, 2014 16:17:18 GMT
phoenix wolfe. seventeen. bi-curious. superhuman. zac efron.
 | CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT Phoenix has just moved from the high life in Los Angeles to live in the small town with his two brothers after their mother shipped him off as a result of being tired of his rebellious antics and believed that being in a small town and around two male authority figures would help straighten him out. He doesn't like the idea, but doesn't really have much choice in the matter. He will be attending Midnight Harbour High and will need to try and fit in there after coming from being the football captain at Los Angeles as well as being popular and always the ladies man. ROLEPLAY SAMPLE Opening the screechy gate of the cemetery, he begun to walk inside, curiously looking around at the dim sky, and the graves which he was now seeing surround him. There were many of them; this cemetery wasn't as big as the ones back in Miami it seemed, however he could still see himself getting rather lost in here quickly. Why was he even here? To most, walking through a cemetery full of graves at night was either weird, dull or exciting. It was neither of those for him however; it just felt strangely natural. Not because he was some kind of freak who digs up graves or anything...Well he did that once, but there was good reason for that! It was mainly his sister's idea anyway, nothing to do with him whatsoever. He was just along for the ride, like most times. Walking deeper in, he begun to look around more closely, holding the stake in his right hand, ready to nail a vampire in the heart who tries to get some sort of suspenceful edge over him. That wasn't going to happen if he had anything to do about it. He had reflexes like spiderman and eyes like a hawk. Well...Not really, but he liked to think so, it made walking through a cemetery filled with hell knows what and one which he wasn't familiar with, that bit more reassuring. For all he knew, this could be a cemetery full of demons with super powers and fire breathing dragons. Well, the odds of that happening were as dim as the light in the cemetery, but there was nothing wrong with overexaggerating things. Especially when it came to the defining moment when he realized there were only vampires existing in this cemetery. And that would be where the fun begins. He continued walking, pausing as he heard some weird noises nearby; weird, even for him. He looked over curiously, noticing a vampire clawing its' way out of a grave. He smiled softly, leaning against another headstone, flicking the stake against his chest as he waited, appearing bored by his expression. When in fact, he was restless and was ready to fight. It was weird, he had given up on the slaying thing, but after doing it again, it just felt natural and oddly...Right. He didn't know how to explain it, and didn't even know if he could explain it. He got off of the grave as the vampire finally dug its way out of the grave. Action time. "You know, I've seen idiots dig their way out of bigger holes than you. And you have super strength, don't you?" He sighed softly, moving foward as the vampire looked on at him, confused and nervous at the same time. "Who are you?" He chuckled softly. "Doesn't matter, you're not going to be alive to tell anyone. Sorry, I mean you're not going to be...Undead much longer? I dunno, I haven't done this whole expedition through the cemetery lately, you're going to have to catch me up to speed." The vampire lunged foward, and he blocked a fist with his elbow, punching the vampire in the face before nailing a roundhouse kick to the vampire's gut, sending him to the floor. "I get it, you just crawled all the way out of your own grave, I'll go easy on you, I promise... He smirked, the vampire kicking him in the gut, and tripping him to the ground. He blocked a strike to his neck, kicking the vampire away from him. He got back to his feet, striking the vampire in the jaw with a fist, before turning and sending the stake straight through the vampire's heart. Style points for tonight? None, so hopefully the next one would be better. rhys. six years roleplaying. |
