Post by luka layden merik on Feb 9, 2009 19:37:02 GMT -5
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Luka Layden Merik
mask of deception;
[/font][/size]full name; Luka Layden Merik
nickname(s); n/a
age; 17
birthday; Sept. 18
grade; Junior
species; Vampire
gender; Male
sexual orientation Straight
canon or original; Original
uncovering the truth;
[/font]personality;
Luka has spent his entire life trying to live outside of his father's shadow. He knows he is the heir to a company with millions and next in line, if his father's plan ever succeeds. He wants none of it. He wishes he could be normal. He knows that is impossible, but he wants to be his own person and break free of his father's puppet mastery of him. He wants to cut the strings and take his sister with him.
As a result. He is the opposite of his father in ever aspect. He is very warm and caring for a vampire. Though there are many times his true cold nature comes out. He is less aloof and often gives in to his monsterous rage, unlike his father.
He thinks himself as an equal to the other species, including humans. He doesn't see the species as lessor or just as food. He has a special affinity for humans, trying hard not to kill when he feeds. Guilt racks him when he slips. He feels the guilt from his mother being human and his birth cost her her life.
He is incredibly protective of his younger sister Tatiana. He knows she is most like their father and has tried to shield her from Alister's evil. He is willing to kill for her...even if that means one day facing off against his dad.
likes;
+ Blood
+ Video Games
+ Football
+ Girls
+ Reading
+ Music
+ Playing guitar
+ His lil sis
+ Looking through his mother's possessions
+ Fresh baked chocolate chip cookies
dislikes;
- Religious symbols of any kind
- Greed
- Coffee
- Smell of wet Werewolf
- Animal blood
- loosing
- Business
- Manipulating people (though he's good at it)
- His father
- Cats
fears;
- Being just like his father
- Being outcast
- Loosing his sister
habits;
+ Paces when angry
+ Watches people
+ Plays with his food
flaws;
- Quick to Temper
- Sometimes Cold and Detached
- Somewhat Withdrawn
time machine;
[/size][/font]parents;
Mother- Karen Keyes- Human (31 at the time of death)
Father- Alister Merik- Vampire (436)
siblings;
Half-sister- Tatiana- Vampire (12)
kids;
n/a
pets;
None, he would be tempted to eat it.
hometown; NYC
personal history;
Seventeen years ago Luka was brought into the world. He was hope for his father's bright new empire. Behind the scenes of his father's mutli-million dollar, Fortune 500 company, lies a dark secret. His father Alister has been working for centuries to over throw the governing vampire body. Luka's father was ambitious. He needed allies. Ones that nothing could separate the bonds of loyalty. He chose to father a child. Blood is thicker than water they say. What better an ally, then one part of your own flesh?
Alister hunted down a human woman by the name of Karen Keyes. She worked in the building that housed Alister's company. After several weeks of wooing the unsuspecting human, he had impregnated her. After an agonizing and short three month pregnancy, Luka Layden Merik was born. Unfortunately for the small infant and as planned for his father, Karen did not survive the pregnancy.
Alister took the small newborn away and raised him to be a business man...just like dear old dad. Rules under the Merik mansion were strict. Luka didn't want the life that was destined to be his. Yet all the time he would play along to please his over bearing father. He knows about the plans his father has for the other vampires. He wants to rule them. Luka knows the plan will fall and hopefully he can get out alive with his younger half-sister Tatiana. (whose pregnancy was very similar to Luka's.)
Just as his father went, Luka was enrolled at Forevermore Academy. Luka was drawn in immediately. It was an escape from a life he didn't want. He could be himself within the walls and know that his father would not be able to pull his strings here.
mirror, mirrror;
[/size][/font]hair; Brunette
eyes; Green
weight; 160
height;6'3"
tattoos; none
piercings; none
anything else;
play by/face claim; Jackson Rathbone
underneath the mask;
[/size][/font]your name; Luka
age; Ask me in Pm please.
other characters; n/a
where did you find us? Through an ad
secret word; -admin edit-
rp sample;
(Taken from a twilight site I was on)
-"The wind blew through her dark hair. Her small feet carried her quickly through the forest. She was hunting. But unlike those filthy vegetarians, she had other prey in mind. She could smell the hunters from her great distance. They smelled like dirt and sweat. Her delicate features played beautifully in the moonlight, as she watched them.
Maria was from the south. Southern vampires rarely ventured out in the day, so she chose to head to fork at night fall. She had made good time on her way to her general. She could almost feel his breath on her neck and his strong arms around her again. She would woo him back into her arms. She needed him and Jasper Whitlock...or was it Hale now a days, would be her toy again.
Her feet were silent as she followed her prey. She nearly squealed in delight, when one of the hunters got separated from the small band of humans. "Too easy", she mused softly to herself. The hunger was growing in the back of her throat. The slow torturous burn was a wonderful feeling. She growled loudly into the night.
Jumping from tree limp to tree limp she caught the lone man. He held out his riffle, thinking that an animnal was nearby. He had no idea what kind of animal had been stalking him. She landed right behind him, silently reaching for his shoulder. Without warning she turned him so quickly, he landed on his fat ass. A musical giggles escaped her throat. She could smell the fear in his blood. Such a delicious mixture of hormones. "Don't fear me, my love" She stepped closer. Maria leaned down to her hands and feet. She crawled to the sprawled out man. She growled again as the beast inside her grew with hunger. "I'll be quick, unless you struggle". She only could hope he would fight for his life. It was so much more fun to let the killing linger for an hour of so. By that time the venom, started moving through the body. She leaped on him biting down on the sensitive skin of his neck.
She felt the frenzy begin as the blood touched her tongue. She moaned loudly against the wound in his throat. More and more blood poured from the wound, as he teeth ground in tighter. As she fed, she no longer became the lady she appeared to be. She was wild and untamed. She missed hunting with Jasper. They would feed, kill and then have sex. It was a wonderful partnership. He was always about giving and rarely ever taking for himself. She got what she wanted and rewarded him very well...when he was a good boy. When he wasn't...he would be punished.
Once the body was nothing but a dry husk and her hunger sated, Maria stood. wiping the blood from her chin. He tasted wonderful, far too much red meat in his diet. Those were the best kinds. She licked her fingers greedily, savoring every last drop of the crimson liquid. It was not time to head into town. Her dark burgundy eyes spotted the road, so she ran as fast as she could.
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She looked around at the small town. It seemed everything died at night. It was a pity. She would very much like a small child or a luscious teenage boy for dessert. She strolled down the street at a human pace. She needed to find out where Jasper was. A payphone stood out by a streetlight. Inside she found a phone book. Through her passes with the Volturi one name came to mind...Cullen. She found the number and address in the yellow book. Ripping out the page, she stuck it in her pocket. A smile trailed her face. It was time to make her general come home..."
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