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Post by Shikyo Kuroikei on Feb 17, 2009 1:13:03 GMT -5
Character Info
Name: Shikyo "Thorn" Kuroikei
Gender: Male
Age: 476 - Forever frozen at 19
Eye Color: Steely Blue
Bloodlust: Crimson Red
Hair Color: Black Orchid
Bloodlust: Midnight/Raven
Race: Pure Blood Vampire
Coven: Cruentian Coven
Rank: Leader of the Cruentian Coven
Blood Flavor: Love and Stress
Character Description:
Shikyo is a thin, but well built male vampire with a fine, pale almost bone white complexion with a faint slate gray hue. His hair is slightly messy, but well kept, seeing as it does not grow on a regular basis, he has no need to trim it, so it almost always looks the same, perfect and flawless with a slightly messy and trendy edge. He often wears a plain white button up shirt, beneath a black tailored jacket, with blue jeans. He also wears glasses, just for the look. His limbs are thin, but very strong, and rather well defined for the slight feminine figure he has.
But a true sight to behold are the cloudy scintillating pools that form his iris'. Regardless of the fact that he has the body of an eternal nineteen year old, his eyes are that of a century old soul. Upon close examination, one can see that the iris' of his eyes slither and molt, seeming ever changing. The color of them, is also a marvel within itself. Around the solid black of his pupil lies a solid ring of icy pacific blue,strikingly bright, it appears as one of his most definable features upon first glance. Around the ring of ice lies a sea of steely blue, nearly silvery or gray in color, almost seeming to seep into the icy pacific blue like infections liquid mercury. And Finally circling around the outer rim of these alluring pools is a dark rim of royal blue. Within the steely silver gray lies tiny flecks of green, which add a nearly perfect touch, as if they were truly painted with the finest of artisans hands, brought to life to showcase their true beauty. These beautiful pools of eternal life; are a true contrast to the pale glittering complexion of his skin, which has the almost deity like appearance of crushed diamonds adorning his slim body.
Other features that are rather surreal and unnatural; his silken hair, much like fine strands of Persian satin, which falls quite gracefully around his face, and just slightly over his alluring eyes. His lips, finely set upon his face in a slightly seductive manner, silken and icy cool to the touch, like cold satin. Shikyo's facial features are much more defined and finely carved than any average man's, his cheek bones finely defined, yet soft at the same time. His chin, perfectly shaped, adding more depth to his face, and the skin upon his face and neck softer than all the rest, and cool, the only time it truly warming being after he has fed upon fresh human blood, which he tried to avoid, if possible.
Shikyo is also rather tall, and in addition to his slim body tone, it pulls all of his fine features together. Shikyo also fashions a fancy black rose tattooed upon the soft pale underside of his right forearm, he also hides a pair of bat wings tattoos upon his shoulder blades, with the inscription "Eternity" in fine Gothic script in between the set of wings, and these can only be seen if his shirt is up, and the rose only if his sleeve is rolled up. Though not tattoos, or any form of art for that matter, Shikyo has a bunch of silver, crescent shaped scars, like bite marks which he acquired from other vampires who attacked him for no reason, trying to kill him off. This evoked a slight resentment to most vampires, as he already had a resentment towards shape shifters, he was now on his own. Sometimes Shikyo will even be seen with his hair tied back in a loose messy ponytail.
Blood lust Description:
During his Blood Lust stage, Shikyo's lipid steely blue pools slowly fade into bright sparkling pools of crimson blood, rich and bright with their deep color, almost appearing as rubies, embedded within a ghostly white ivory statue. His skin almost seems to pale, even the slightest, become more white than before, making him seem almost like some sort of phantom. His silk hair darkens in color, from a dark ashen gray to a near jet black, contrasting greatly against his pale white shimmering skin. Further into Blood Lust, if driven by rage, or just desperate hunger, Shikyo will take on a rather bestial form, though in a graceful manner. His fangs lengthen quite considerably, as do his nails, slowly becoming more claw like, almost like a wild-cat's. The tattoo's on his back, begin to take on their effect, releasing a seal which turn into true, bat like wings that can indeed lift his light weight from the ground with only one great movement of the massive sized appendages. Often called a demon, by mortals many centuries ago, due to the fact that his wings and wild eyes that could pierce one down to the very depths of their corrupted or possibly even pure, souls. Some may have even called him an incubus, because of his seductive power on women. Though once his blood lust his unleashed, most women would try to slip from his grasp, but one you wander within his trap, there is no way getting out, unless he lets you go.
If driven to the final state of his blood lust form, he will eventually become more and more beast like. Spikes of black; almost as hard and diamonds, will rip from his perfect skin, around his lower jaw, his arms and his shoulders, looking almost like infectious black crystals that have ripped from the flawless ghostly skin below. Along with these features, the pupil of Shikyo's deep bloody pools will become thin slits, like that of a true wild-cat's, striking fear into any who dare look him straight in the eyes.
Personality:
Shikyo can seem as though he has many multiple personalities, but he just simply has different moods. Most often Shikyo is a calm man with a slightly arrogant haughty air to him, though he is mostly a gentleman; when it comes to women. Shikyo is quite easy going and laid back when he is by himself, he will often wander and admire the world about him, killing if need be. Shikyo has a rather hostile and resentful attitude towards most vampires and shape shifters, and finds the war between the two utterly pointless, though he will fight if need be to defend himself. Shikyo has no regrets when it comes to killing other vampires, or even shape shifters for that matter, but he seems a little more weak towards humans, due to their helplessness; which he seems to relate to once in a while. But just because he is a little softer towards the humans, doesn't mean that he will spare them willingly, just because he doesn't like it, he will feed when he needs; avoiding death if he can.
When faced with a troublesome situation, Shikyo can become heartless upon the drop of a pin. Shikyo can kill without a single remorse if the time calls for it, he can also have a very arrogant and haughty side to edge his enemies on, if they even dare attack.
Shikyo can sometimes act as a bad boy, but he is more the gentleman type. Sometimes he will simply give a charming smile towards a group of girls, thoroughly enjoying the reaction he gets from the swooning teenage women. He will often use his 'Smooth' moves and suave attitude as an 'Incubus' to lure in his prey when he needs to feed. Shikyo's taste is more often for young women who are stressed, or deeply in love, but he has been known to go after men, if attracted enough. With his charm, sometimes even men cannot resist him and his graceful attitude.
Depending on the situation, Shikyo has also been known as a sweet and kind men, helping who he can, when he can. If begged for help by a mortal girl, he will often give in and help them, regardless of their status, though this is not as common as his other emotions, and his other more common attitudes.
Family:
Shikyo had one brother named Valkrie Kuroikei who was killed by a group of hunters; he has since then resented the humans who had become Hunters.
History:
Before his Life
Centuries ago, the high nobles of the vampire society would arrange marriages between their covens to ensure that their families would grow in strength, as well as numbers. Noble covens, of true vampire royalty would grow in size, as well as power, and some even came to be known as the leaders, the kings and queens of the very vampire world. The power base, around one family grew substantially, this families name being "Kuroikei" litterally meaning 'Black Thorn' which was well befitting of their familie's vampyric powers and special talents. Their family crest was a Rose of black, thorny vines weaving around its stem. This symbol became very well distinguished. Other than the Bordello family, that the first vampire maiden had created herself, the Kuroikei family became one of the strongest known vampire covens in Europe.
The Kuroikei coven was growing greedy, wanting to be closer to the purest of lines, planning an intermarriage between one of the Bordella family, as well as the Kuroikei family. This would bring about more power the the coven that so desired it. Two individuals, one lady vampire named Cerce of the Bordella, and the lord vampire, named Niero of the Kuroikei were chose to fuse the two lines of blood together. This marriage between vampires, would bring about the one known as Shikyo, who would in time be named the Black Rose.
The Coming of the Black Rose
Only a few centuries later, Shikyo was born from both Bordella and Kuroikei blood lines. Shikyo was a pale child, and seemed rather beautiful, even for a vampire. Shikyo's growth was much more rapid than that of a normal human's; due to his immortal blood, regardless he would only reach the age where his immortal body stopped developing, and his growth stood at a stand still for the rest of his time. As he grew and changed his hair become longer, and darkened in color as he matured, becoming like dark, nearly black strands of the finest silk. As time passed his skin also paled considerably, shikyo soon appearing slightly more pale than any average vampire. Shikyo was looked down upon by other vampire royalty, his ghostly silken comlexion and his fine dark silk hair was both a marvel, as well as a sin, for he was the center of envy and jealousy. Shikyo would often get glares, or rather hostile looks from his fellow creatures of the night, and one night he just had to know why he was the way he was. So he decided to approach the one who would know.
"Circe- I mean... Mother" Shikyo approached the pale woman who most often could be found within her large library, indulging herself with a rather thick novel that suited her fancy. She would often times perch goddess like form before the fireplace and just sit as still as an ivory statue, reading tales of old. Her pale slender face peered up from he book, her bright emerald eyes glancing up at her thin, tall son.
"Yes Shikyo, my Son? What can I do for you?" She asked with a calm velvety voice as her hands shut the book in her lap, her hands folding neatly over the book with her long slender fingers intertwined. Shikyo shifted uncomfortably beneath his mothers har d scornfull gaze. He places his hands neatly in his pockets, and put a slight smile upon his lips, despite the fact that it was in his opinion, a rather heavy topic of speech.
"Cer- Mother, would you happen to know why...the other Vampires seem to resent me?" Shikyo looked at his mother with his steely eyes that seemed to swirl like liquid mercury around a ring of icy pacific blue. Her eyes were like piercing emeralds, which slithered dangerously. Her eyes were truly the eyes of a predator. Cerce was much more lovely than the women of the Kuroikei line, seeing as she was of pure Bordella blood. Her lips settled in a perfectly smooth line, blue hued, but covered with a rosy color, which seemed to light up her smooth, angelic face and contrast with those dangerous green eyes.Cerce's silken waves cascaded over her smooth slender shoulders, caressing the soft milky skin with their gracefull, raven curls.
"They are jealous of you, my son. But I cannot completely answer your question the way you want." She stated with a rather stale, dull and matter of fact voice. Shikyo grimmaced slightly and nodded, bending at the waist to bow to her.
"Thank you Mother, sorry to bother you." He then turned on his heel, and left her study. Shikyo closed the door quietly behind him, keeping his left hand within his pocket as he hung the black tailored suit jacket over his shoulder as he walked down the hallway quietly, thinking to himself about the days events. Cerce didnt really want a child in the forst place, but the vampire council wished it to be, and she had no other choice but to say yes. Cerce was rather condecending towards her son, looking down upon him for being what he was - who he was. Shikyo was very different from other vampires, being paler than usual, and he seemed so much more... different than the others. The other vampires; even the council, didnt trust him, due to their fear of being overthrown by Shikyo himself. They actually feared that he could become the most powerfull vampire and erradicate them all. It was pathetic.
With this developing fear, came something far more tragic, sinful and dispicable upon Shikyo's part. Shikyo was attacked by his own kind. On a cold evening, when the night sky was as black as ink, adorned with a weak blanket of silver specks - the stars; those Shikyo had once called friends, or perhaps even family at one point in time had made a plot to attack him, and rid of him without anyone else discovering this knowledge. While Shikyo was out for his usual evening walk, he was dragged into the shadows by a large group of other vampires. He was surrounded by darkness, his eyes blindfolded, and his lips restrained so that he had no possible chance of lashing out with rage or defence. Shikyo was then gagged and dragged back to the coven.
Regardless of the young vampires strength, he was unable to free himself from his restraints. He was then once again given the gift of sight, his blindfold removed so that he could see, his gag was also removed, the reason was unknown, perhaps the other's wished to hear his screams and sounds of agony. But this was where the torture began. Shikyo, in the vampire society was a prodigy, but most definately not the good kind, or so the elder thought. They feared that he would grow too powerfull, and completely over throw their hierarchy. Shikyo's eyes seemed to darken and swirl as he watched the vampires that circled around him. His shirt was removed by one female in one swift sweep of her ghostly icy hand, tearing it from his thin, smooth body. The group appeared to be led by one figure dressed in fine silks and ribbons, with a masquerade mask hiding her face. But the eyes seemed so familiar, so cold, resentfull, a deadly emerald green color that slithered predatiously. So cold.
Shikyo scowled and watched the creatures around him that hissed and crouched. They had the plan in mind already, and he had no clue what was going to happen, but he just had this thought of forboding in the back of his mind. His eyes even seemed to show some kind of melancholy, as if he knew what was to come. He struggled his wirsts and tired to pull against the silver chains that held him in place, bruning ever slow slowly into his fragile, pale ivory skin. Then, the first bite came, hard and sharp like the bite of a merciless blade. Shikyo flinched the slightest and gritted his teeth together as the fangs sunk into his shoulder. Again and again, fangs sunk into his perfect skin, crimson blood staining the ivory white perfection.
Finally the masked woman before him removed the object that obscured her lovely face, as she stood before Shikyo, silent, her eyes filled with resentment and regret. Shikyo gaped up at the familiar figure, his eyes clouding over with a mix of emotions, hate, anger, anguish, despair. The words just slipped from his perfect lips without a second thought.
"Mother... Why?" was all he could manage without that silky voice of his cracking. She simply remained silent and gripped his slender chin roughly in her clawed hand, turning his head with a swift movement that caused his neck to make a sickening popping sound. Shikyo swallowed hard and tried to struggle against her, but her clawed fingertips dug into the side of his face mercilessly, causing him to let out a low hiss. By now his body was covered in countless bite marks and wounds, his perfect skin stained with the deep rich color of his blood. A growl rumbled in the very back of his throat before he let out a muffled cryas the woman sunk her teeth deeply into his tender neck, draining him slowly of the blood in his body.
Cerce felt absolutely no regret as she drained her son of his blood, his very life force. Strangely, Shikyo's skin began to change, taking on a blue hue, a network of white frosty veins, which looked much like intricate lace began to creep from his chest, down his arms and legs, and finally up his face. Shikyo was dying.
"Take off his chains, throw him out. I never want to see his face around here again. Burn all his things." Cerce ordered, before standing with the mask, wiping the blood from her full lips, turning swiftly on her heel to wander out of the dark stone room with swift lithe steps that carried her soundlessly. Shikyo's world become dark, filled with slurred sounds and syllables, nothing more. The chaines were slipped from his slender, blackened and burned wrists. He was picked up roughly and dragged by his arms down the hallway, towards a back door. The other vampires did as their mistress ordered. As a sign of exile Shikyo's back was ripped open with silver claws, which left long jagged silvery marks along his back. He was then tossed out into the freezing cold heartlessly, seeming almost lifeless and near death.
Shikyo recovered and went into hiding for a few decades, planning his revenge, making sure to keep himself hidden from the coven that so wished to see him dead. In this time of despiration, Shikyo took up a different alias, taking on the name "Thorn" in the human world. It was at this time that Shikyo established the Cruentian Coven, Shikyo himself being the leader and elder. Shikyo's coven became a refuge to 'Misfit' vampires who didnt seem to fit into the vampire society, or didnt have a place to call their own.
Years later Shikyo fufilled his promise to himself. He gained powers, just as the coucil had predicted, he used his special abilities, as well as his knowledge of magic to gain revenge upon those who had caused him so much anguish. He hunted down Cerce, his mother and killed her, with no remorse. His father Neiro had died a few years prior, having been drained of blood, and neglected sustenance, and being so low on blood, he aged too quickly for it to be avoided, and he passed away, turning to dust, leaving his wife Cerce widowed. Having gotten his revenge, Shikyo moved on in life, trying to stay rather unnoticed by both humans, as well as the vampires of his world.
Shikyo discovered his powers over Ice and Poison, and used them to his advantage, when ever given the possibility. He now hunts down lycans he comes across, but he does not hesitate to hunt down troublesome vampires and dispose of them, either. To this very day, Shikyo remains the same. In the human world he is known by many young women as a heart throb, occasionally having a group of young women flock around him and fangirl over his pretty looks. He just simply smiled, and keeps walking, vanishing and appearing suddenly from the shadows, in the most unlikely of places, and at the most perfect; or even opertune of moments.
Special Weapons
Weapon Name: Dante
Weapon Appearance:
Dante is a long blade, slightly curved and cast out of silver and onyx. It has his brothers name, 'Valkrie' engraved just below the hilt. The hilt ends in a spike, and it has black leather wrapping. This blade is always strapped to his hips, hidden by his cloak, or jacket.
Weapon's Attribute:
Ice, Poison
Special Attacks:
[Currently Undefined]
Effect on Vampires:
The silver does not cause as much damage to the leeches as it does to the wolves, though it is like poison if there is enough liquid silver introduced to their body it can be lethal. The silver also has a burning effect upon a vampires skin, much like the lycans, though not as severe.
Effect on Lycans:
The silver upon the blade once introduced to a lycans body will cause the blood cells to expand and explode the capillaries within vital organs, as well as the blood cells themselves within the plasma of the blood, and the silver of the blade also burns the skin, and singes the fur.
Additional Details:
Dante's blade is laced with poison and silver nitrate, it can be lethal to both vampires and lycans, and of course, humans.
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