Post by MARGOT BORA on May 4, 2015 2:10:52 GMT
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[newclass=.tablebold b]color:#823030;[/newclass]MARGOT MAURICE BORA
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i am a [FOURTY-FIVE] year old [MALE] [VAMPIRE]. i am currently a [NURSE]. i am [DEMISEXUAL]. a lot of people tend to call me [MARG OR MARGOT].
PERSONAL
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[ABILITIES]
• superior strength
• wall crawling: the ability to walk on any surface, regardless of gravity
• telepathy: the ability to read and project thoughts to those who you have consumed blood from
[PERSONALITY]
He's not someone who is "broken". He's not something "different" either. Margot is sad, and it is no mood, it is a complete part of him. To shorten it, he could be described as "melancholic". While still having a personality, a more muted personality, he is always trying to seem acceptable.
It's not just that, Margot can be a very good person to nearly all people. He's still not the most charismatic, but he always tries to say things that he thinks will most help someone with their problems. For the most part he will always incorporate sarcasm into his speech to hide his insecurities.
In a way, because he won't get over his self-hatred, he can be stubborn. He's very exact in his opinions and won't ever give judgement on something unless he knows about it. He likes to be cautious and know what he's getting into after all. If he thinks he knows enough about a situation, then he can definitely come off as impulsive. As he only trusts the opinions of important from himself and those very close to him.
It's the only person he can be when he's not a person anymore.
• superior strength
• wall crawling: the ability to walk on any surface, regardless of gravity
• telepathy: the ability to read and project thoughts to those who you have consumed blood from
[PERSONALITY]
He's not someone who is "broken". He's not something "different" either. Margot is sad, and it is no mood, it is a complete part of him. To shorten it, he could be described as "melancholic". While still having a personality, a more muted personality, he is always trying to seem acceptable.
It's not just that, Margot can be a very good person to nearly all people. He's still not the most charismatic, but he always tries to say things that he thinks will most help someone with their problems. For the most part he will always incorporate sarcasm into his speech to hide his insecurities.
In a way, because he won't get over his self-hatred, he can be stubborn. He's very exact in his opinions and won't ever give judgement on something unless he knows about it. He likes to be cautious and know what he's getting into after all. If he thinks he knows enough about a situation, then he can definitely come off as impulsive. As he only trusts the opinions of important from himself and those very close to him.
It's the only person he can be when he's not a person anymore.
The looks
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[APPEARANCE]
Margot takes care of himself to look clean, organized, and trustworthy. Even just as a school nurse, he's very picky about what he wears and how he presents himself. Naturally he looks alright. He doesn't consider himself to look like a supermodel, but he does have a handsome face. A uniform black eyepatch covers a horrible wound from his past that left his right eye blind. All in all he's a muscular strong looking man with no other scars or bulges on the rest of his body, except his crotch of course.
Margot takes care of himself to look clean, organized, and trustworthy. Even just as a school nurse, he's very picky about what he wears and how he presents himself. Naturally he looks alright. He doesn't consider himself to look like a supermodel, but he does have a handsome face. A uniform black eyepatch covers a horrible wound from his past that left his right eye blind. All in all he's a muscular strong looking man with no other scars or bulges on the rest of his body, except his crotch of course.
THE PAST
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[HISTORY]
In 1970 the Beatles broke up on April 10th when Paul McCartney said he was leaving the band. That same year was when little Margot Bora was born in a normal hospital, with a normal birth. But his mother suffered an aneurysm shortly after and died. Her name was Margaret. She was a perfectly happy human being, who had been married to her husband for two years and already had an older girl. It took a while, but they decided to name him after his mother.
Other than the family, Margot's household had an aspiring artist in the nice attic, his grandparents of his dad's side, and a dog. Since the one who was supposed to take care of him, his mom, was gone, they had to figure out what to do. Because she was dead. Their house was painted brown and grey, the only color being the blood rose bushes that Margot's grandmother took care of.
What he remembered about being a child was dirt and the sound of his family humming. It was a habit for all of them. Margot liked the tune of the blues, it was 80% of the records that he had. His father worked as a construction worker, so he was strong, but sometimes he came home hurt. That, and the stories of his mother, made him want to become a doctor when he became older.
He was good enough to get into medical school, and was even getting experience by working at a local hospital, the same one he worked at. At that time he still had two eyes of course.
It was a red night.
First there was the scream from the secretary. Margot ran towards the front, but his eyes were splattered by the metallic scent of blood. He couldn't see, and while the blood got out, he was never able to see out of his right eye again. He woke up seeing sparkling violet heels, blood running down a pair of legs.
He was arrested for murder of every single person killed in that hospital massacre. They arrested him with only his own blood on himself, and the secretary Sharie Lumiere. They put him on trial and everything, but the way people were killed and the lack of evidence they really had against him other than being there, the court said he was only a lucky survivor in the end. But the public was enough to ruin him.
Oh older sister, scream as you point your knife at his crying eyes! Father! Look away from what you are ashamed of! Grandmother, bury the unworthy of living! What ruin could he seek anymore without even a home or a family any longer! He cried under the crescent moon as he was approached by fangs of light. He nodded and embraced those arms.
Even if he was studying to become a doctor, he caught such a vicious disease.
He lived with the one who turned him, the...whatever, of him. He was oh so fragile at the time, only being crushed by cruelty of being a vampire, and knowing vampires. He killed sweet innocents while he couldn't control himself, so sad. So pitiable. Even if he tried to be nice to them, it only failed in the end.
But after so many years, there are no wrinkles on Margot's face. Following the small coven that he joined with the one who turned him, what he just called,"you" or "guy", he became a nurse at the school. The first time a young person came to him with a bad cut on their knee, he cried. Margot knew how to fix it. In the future, he just wants to be good to people.
In 1970 the Beatles broke up on April 10th when Paul McCartney said he was leaving the band. That same year was when little Margot Bora was born in a normal hospital, with a normal birth. But his mother suffered an aneurysm shortly after and died. Her name was Margaret. She was a perfectly happy human being, who had been married to her husband for two years and already had an older girl. It took a while, but they decided to name him after his mother.
Other than the family, Margot's household had an aspiring artist in the nice attic, his grandparents of his dad's side, and a dog. Since the one who was supposed to take care of him, his mom, was gone, they had to figure out what to do. Because she was dead. Their house was painted brown and grey, the only color being the blood rose bushes that Margot's grandmother took care of.
What he remembered about being a child was dirt and the sound of his family humming. It was a habit for all of them. Margot liked the tune of the blues, it was 80% of the records that he had. His father worked as a construction worker, so he was strong, but sometimes he came home hurt. That, and the stories of his mother, made him want to become a doctor when he became older.
He was good enough to get into medical school, and was even getting experience by working at a local hospital, the same one he worked at. At that time he still had two eyes of course.
It was a red night.
First there was the scream from the secretary. Margot ran towards the front, but his eyes were splattered by the metallic scent of blood. He couldn't see, and while the blood got out, he was never able to see out of his right eye again. He woke up seeing sparkling violet heels, blood running down a pair of legs.
He was arrested for murder of every single person killed in that hospital massacre. They arrested him with only his own blood on himself, and the secretary Sharie Lumiere. They put him on trial and everything, but the way people were killed and the lack of evidence they really had against him other than being there, the court said he was only a lucky survivor in the end. But the public was enough to ruin him.
Oh older sister, scream as you point your knife at his crying eyes! Father! Look away from what you are ashamed of! Grandmother, bury the unworthy of living! What ruin could he seek anymore without even a home or a family any longer! He cried under the crescent moon as he was approached by fangs of light. He nodded and embraced those arms.
Even if he was studying to become a doctor, he caught such a vicious disease.
He lived with the one who turned him, the...whatever, of him. He was oh so fragile at the time, only being crushed by cruelty of being a vampire, and knowing vampires. He killed sweet innocents while he couldn't control himself, so sad. So pitiable. Even if he tried to be nice to them, it only failed in the end.
But after so many years, there are no wrinkles on Margot's face. Following the small coven that he joined with the one who turned him, what he just called,"you" or "guy", he became a nurse at the school. The first time a young person came to him with a bad cut on their knee, he cried. Margot knew how to fix it. In the future, he just wants to be good to people.
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[YOUR ALIAS]
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[FACE CLAIM]
fergie
[CHARACTERS]
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[FACE CLAIM]
[b]TOUKEN RANBU[/b], shokudaikiri mitsutada as @margot
