Post by ezekiel on Sept 9, 2009 8:05:10 GMT -5
The Puppeteer
Name… Zee
Age… 17
Contact me… PM, E-mail, AIM: theGoldfishRebel
I Also Play… None at the moment
The Code… -ADMIN EDIT-
The Puppet
Ezekiel Sylfer
Nicknames… Zee
My Age… 1763
I Am A… Male
I Like… Heterosexual
I Was Born On… April 1st
My Nationality… Unknown [Albion]
I Am Part Of The… Vampire
In School I’m A… Teacher
I’m Good At… Cooking, Fighting, Sucking blood, Running away, Playing the guitar, and some other inane stuff.
“Makin' a killin' at playin' the villain.”
The Loved
He loves to cook, it was a hobby of his and something he liked to do to pass the time or for people. Ezekiel also had a fondness for fighting, be it with a sword, guns or even hand to hand. It was something that learned to survive but has come to love. Reading was also another thing that he liked to do, be it a book about literature or the new more colorful graphic novel or manga. Ezekiel also had a love for fresh blood, something that he was not ashamed of admitting. He also had a soft spot for children.
The Hated
Ezekiel hates life and death situations, something that he thinks are too troublesome to deal with. Child abuse was another thing that he loathed, to him children are precious. Being stabbed by a stake was another thing that he hated, just because he was a vampire, not that he could be killed by a stake that is. Holy water and Holy grounds were another thing he loathed, as well as Holy objects for they annoy him. People trying to decapitate him was another thing on his hate list, he usually takes care of those however.
The Feared
One would suspect that a vampire such as Ezekiel would fear death, but no. He does not fear death but what he does fear is a fate worse than death itself and he could think of a few. He fears being shackled and bound, tortured for eternity. He fears being controlled by a maniac to do his bidding. He also fears of losing control of his blood lust, something that he wish would never happen for terrible things would pass if he lost control. He was afraid of never reaching his goals. But lastly and most importantly, he was afraid of loving someone.
The Attitude
Ezekiel can be scary at times, mysteriously creeping out of the shadows only to whisper in your ear. It was in his nature to scare people and he revels in it, the fear that he generates that is. He was also confident, something that had come with centuries of existing. When not scaring the crap out of people, Ezekiel was a laid back fellow. He takes his time in doing most things, as he knew that he has all the time in the world. The guy was practically immortal and he knew that and would often waste his time using that as his excuse.
He could also be pretty silly at times and serious the next. Ezekiel was an unpredictable person, living a long life tends to make you a little bit loopy in the head after all. Underneath all of that however there was a very dangerous persona, cold and cruel. It was a persona that he kept in check and would be be let out in the most dangerous of situations. Or he would let it out just for the fun of it, Ezekiel was crazy like that.
The Past
When he first opened his eyes, amber orbs saw a brilliantly beautiful woman on top of him. He blinked, wondering where he was and who he was. It seemed that he had lost his memories, something that almost made him panic but the sheer presence of the woman before him made him calm. It was then that he learned of what he had become, a Vampire and that she was the one who had turned him. He took it surprisingly well, considering that he had lost his identity. When she asked for his name, he gave none and explained what he had lost. The female Vampire, Elizabeth as she introduced herself decided to name him. Ezekiel Sylfer. He smiled at that, a name that to call his own. It was then that his undead existence started.
Elizabeth taught him everything that was needed to be known as a Vampire, from feeding to fighting and even how to blend in a crowd. He was her servant however as she held sovereignty over him and until he was set free by her, he was forever bound. His time as a fledgling was a constructive one as he learned all there is to know and all that had interested him, he a deadly Vampire one that was feared and he was loyal to his mistress. Elizabeth as a Vampire was a peculiar one for she thought that life was a precious thing and Ezekiel accepted this view also, but he knew that some people are better off dead. His mistress was as innocent as a Vampire can be and Ezekiel tried to protect that with all his being.
They had lived together for seven hundred and some odd years and through these years the pair had developed a powerful bond, more than just master and servant. It was a comfortable existence for them, living in they shadows together but soon a tragedy would occur. A clan of Vampire had heard that there was a Vampire who did not revel in blood lust and power and they thought it was something that should not be allowed to exist. Unfortunately, Ezekiel was away when the clan of Vampires decided to attack Elizabeth. She was outnumbered and she did not have the strength to fight such huge numbers all by herself. Before they ended her existence however, she broke the bonds between herself and Ezekiel.
When the silver haired Vampire felt the bond was broken, he knew something was wrong and rushed back to where Elizabeth was only to find that she was turning to dust and seven Vampires circling her. Amber eyes glowed ominously with tears, and his lips curled into a snarl. Within moment the seven Vampires were decimated in the hands of Ezekiel. That night, under the full moon's glow, Ezekiel shed his first tears, something that he had never done before in his existence.
Free from his bonds, Ezekiel wandered the lands learning and keeping himself amused with inane things and he even opened up a bookshop once, though that did not go so well since no one was keen on reading book in the middle of nowhere. After a few centuries of aimlessly wandering, Ezekiel found himself back in England. A place where he visited only a few times. The landscapes had change much, that he could see and he was somewhat bittersweet about that but he knew that everything changes with the flow of time.
The Family
The only one he would consider family in his long existence was Elizabeth. She was a mother, a sister, someone that he cared for. He loved her and that love had brought him pain and suffering when she was gone from his life, but he knew that over time the pain of losing her would lessen. It was peculiar to him, knowing that he could love. It was something that was told to him monsters such as him was not capable of, but he loved Elizabeth and considered her his family. She was always smiling at him, and cheerful even in darkness. And when reminded of her, he would always have a soft smile grace his lips.
The Finale
Name… Zee
Age… 17
Contact me… PM, E-mail, AIM: theGoldfishRebel
I Also Play… None at the moment
The Code… -ADMIN EDIT-
The Puppet
Ezekiel Sylfer
Nicknames… Zee
My Age… 1763
I Am A… Male
I Like… Heterosexual
I Was Born On… April 1st
My Nationality… Unknown [Albion]
I Am Part Of The… Vampire
In School I’m A… Teacher
I’m Good At… Cooking, Fighting, Sucking blood, Running away, Playing the guitar, and some other inane stuff.
“Makin' a killin' at playin' the villain.”
The Loved
He loves to cook, it was a hobby of his and something he liked to do to pass the time or for people. Ezekiel also had a fondness for fighting, be it with a sword, guns or even hand to hand. It was something that learned to survive but has come to love. Reading was also another thing that he liked to do, be it a book about literature or the new more colorful graphic novel or manga. Ezekiel also had a love for fresh blood, something that he was not ashamed of admitting. He also had a soft spot for children.
The Hated
Ezekiel hates life and death situations, something that he thinks are too troublesome to deal with. Child abuse was another thing that he loathed, to him children are precious. Being stabbed by a stake was another thing that he hated, just because he was a vampire, not that he could be killed by a stake that is. Holy water and Holy grounds were another thing he loathed, as well as Holy objects for they annoy him. People trying to decapitate him was another thing on his hate list, he usually takes care of those however.
The Feared
One would suspect that a vampire such as Ezekiel would fear death, but no. He does not fear death but what he does fear is a fate worse than death itself and he could think of a few. He fears being shackled and bound, tortured for eternity. He fears being controlled by a maniac to do his bidding. He also fears of losing control of his blood lust, something that he wish would never happen for terrible things would pass if he lost control. He was afraid of never reaching his goals. But lastly and most importantly, he was afraid of loving someone.
The Attitude
Ezekiel can be scary at times, mysteriously creeping out of the shadows only to whisper in your ear. It was in his nature to scare people and he revels in it, the fear that he generates that is. He was also confident, something that had come with centuries of existing. When not scaring the crap out of people, Ezekiel was a laid back fellow. He takes his time in doing most things, as he knew that he has all the time in the world. The guy was practically immortal and he knew that and would often waste his time using that as his excuse.
He could also be pretty silly at times and serious the next. Ezekiel was an unpredictable person, living a long life tends to make you a little bit loopy in the head after all. Underneath all of that however there was a very dangerous persona, cold and cruel. It was a persona that he kept in check and would be be let out in the most dangerous of situations. Or he would let it out just for the fun of it, Ezekiel was crazy like that.
The Past
When he first opened his eyes, amber orbs saw a brilliantly beautiful woman on top of him. He blinked, wondering where he was and who he was. It seemed that he had lost his memories, something that almost made him panic but the sheer presence of the woman before him made him calm. It was then that he learned of what he had become, a Vampire and that she was the one who had turned him. He took it surprisingly well, considering that he had lost his identity. When she asked for his name, he gave none and explained what he had lost. The female Vampire, Elizabeth as she introduced herself decided to name him. Ezekiel Sylfer. He smiled at that, a name that to call his own. It was then that his undead existence started.
Elizabeth taught him everything that was needed to be known as a Vampire, from feeding to fighting and even how to blend in a crowd. He was her servant however as she held sovereignty over him and until he was set free by her, he was forever bound. His time as a fledgling was a constructive one as he learned all there is to know and all that had interested him, he a deadly Vampire one that was feared and he was loyal to his mistress. Elizabeth as a Vampire was a peculiar one for she thought that life was a precious thing and Ezekiel accepted this view also, but he knew that some people are better off dead. His mistress was as innocent as a Vampire can be and Ezekiel tried to protect that with all his being.
They had lived together for seven hundred and some odd years and through these years the pair had developed a powerful bond, more than just master and servant. It was a comfortable existence for them, living in they shadows together but soon a tragedy would occur. A clan of Vampire had heard that there was a Vampire who did not revel in blood lust and power and they thought it was something that should not be allowed to exist. Unfortunately, Ezekiel was away when the clan of Vampires decided to attack Elizabeth. She was outnumbered and she did not have the strength to fight such huge numbers all by herself. Before they ended her existence however, she broke the bonds between herself and Ezekiel.
When the silver haired Vampire felt the bond was broken, he knew something was wrong and rushed back to where Elizabeth was only to find that she was turning to dust and seven Vampires circling her. Amber eyes glowed ominously with tears, and his lips curled into a snarl. Within moment the seven Vampires were decimated in the hands of Ezekiel. That night, under the full moon's glow, Ezekiel shed his first tears, something that he had never done before in his existence.
Free from his bonds, Ezekiel wandered the lands learning and keeping himself amused with inane things and he even opened up a bookshop once, though that did not go so well since no one was keen on reading book in the middle of nowhere. After a few centuries of aimlessly wandering, Ezekiel found himself back in England. A place where he visited only a few times. The landscapes had change much, that he could see and he was somewhat bittersweet about that but he knew that everything changes with the flow of time.
The Family
The only one he would consider family in his long existence was Elizabeth. She was a mother, a sister, someone that he cared for. He loved her and that love had brought him pain and suffering when she was gone from his life, but he knew that over time the pain of losing her would lessen. It was peculiar to him, knowing that he could love. It was something that was told to him monsters such as him was not capable of, but he loved Elizabeth and considered her his family. She was always smiling at him, and cheerful even in darkness. And when reminded of her, he would always have a soft smile grace his lips.
The Finale
[white]
Everything burned around him and amber eyes looked dispassionately at the destruction that was caused. Dressed in a red long coat, Ezekiel holstered his guns before he tightened his white fingerless gloves. It was another job well done for him and at that a nasty smile made its way onto his lips. He just loved Vampire hunting, and these particular ones were pretty nasty in his opinion. Using human sacrifices to get power from a dark deity that did not even exist, how stupid can these guys be? He was almost a ashamed by these things calling themselves vampires. Reaching into his coat, Ezekiel withdrew a pair of wire-framed orange shades and placed it on the bridge of his nose. Yeah, he was badass! With his job done and free for the night, Ezekiel walked away from the burning rubles in a good mood. After this he finally had enough money to get his own place. At the moment, Ezekiel thought his existence was good... Before he tripped over a rock and fell flat on his face however.[/white]