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Velasco Moreno

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You know I make you wanna scream...

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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;CHARACTER INFO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Character Name:&lt;/b&gt; Velasco Moreno&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Nickname:&lt;/b&gt; Vel, Vale&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Race:&lt;/b&gt; Incubus&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Age:&lt;/b&gt; 613&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;D.O.B.:&lt;/b&gt; May 1, 1399&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Occupation:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Residency:&lt;/b&gt; Amethyst, WI (new)&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Sexuality:&lt;/b&gt; Pansexual&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Status:&lt;/b&gt; Perpetually Single&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; Calixto Moreno, father, Incubus. Magdalena Medina, mother, human, deceased.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Siblings:&lt;/b&gt; Emiliana Moreno, sister, eldest (circa 900). Leticia Moreno, sister, younger (circa 400), Succubus. Baltasar Moreno, brother, youngest (circa 300), Incubus.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Children:&lt;/b&gt; Ambrosio Moreno, son, circa 300, Incubus. Desideria Moreno, daughter, circa 150, Succubus.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Appearance:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Height:&lt;/b&gt; 6&apos;3&quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weight:&lt;/b&gt; 186lbs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eyes:&lt;/b&gt; Dark brown.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hair:&lt;/b&gt; Black&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Build:&lt;/b&gt; Solid, muscular.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Distinguishing Marks:&lt;/b&gt; Various tattoos as well as his family birth mark on his back.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Powers:&lt;/b&gt; Feed off of sexual energies of all species in order to live. He is able to induce feelings of lust in others in order to gain the energy he needs to feed. He is able to induce lust via the release of pheromones. He can feed from large groups at once, or from a single person, via touch (in various forms of contact, like kissing and oral...). However, he can feed to the point of death (with a human).&lt;br&gt;
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His markings are tribal and intricate. Starting with a tribal crow in the middle of his back, wings extending from shoulder blade to shoulder blade, and twining out from there (no bigger than his hand place there splayed). He has other tattoo&apos;s, but those have been added over recent years, and only the crow is his Incubus mark.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Weaknesses:&lt;/b&gt; The longer Vel goes between feedings, the weaker he will get. After a week, his body will begin to deteriorate until he is left in a mummified state. He can only reproduce about every hundred years.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Personality:&lt;/b&gt; Vel is a simple man in most regards. He can control his show of emotion, but he rarely does. This is because he holds a belief that at times, it can be more helpful than not. He does, however, showcases his arrocance and cocky attitude more than he should. Not to say he isn’t arrogant or cocky, he is just less so than he lets people think, as he likes being underestimated. But then, with it only being ‘shown’ at times, it is easy to eventually break him down until the truth can be found, if you’re willing to pay him that much attention.&lt;br&gt;
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Another thing about Vel, is he is a strongly magnetic man. Part of the Incubus charm, if you will. He’s dark and rich, and his emotions are just the same. Hedonistic is his way of life, and showcasing his body comes as second nature. He enjoys clubs and strip joints. Voyeuristic, and passionate. He also has a nasty temper, despite being patient. This can lend itself well to his vengeance, being patient up to the moment it is gained, at which point he tends to lose control of himself.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;History:&lt;/b&gt; Like all other Succubi and Incubi born of an Incubus father and a human mother, Velasco Moreno never knew his mother. He knew she was Spanish, she was beautiful, and she was human. He knew, also, that his birth brought about her death, and she had practically been in thrall to his father, willingly giving up her life in her obsession with Calixto in order to give him a child. Silly, foolish woman, easily manipulated as she was. Vel would never hold a positive opinion of his mother.&lt;br&gt;
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Growing up, Vel stayed in Spain and surrounding European countries. Spending time in Portugal, France, Morocco, and at one time even Italy. As such, he is fluent in Spanish – his native tongue -, Portuguese, French, Italian, Moroccan Arabic and Amazigh – otherwise known as a Berber language. An ability learned out of necessity in order to play his parts well in his chosen new home. He spent his time wining and dining with the upper crusts of each human and supernatural society. Indulging his base desires, which also ensured his survival. And along the way, he took a fancy to certain human women. Seeing in them qualities he would not mind having within his children, and as such seduced and made them just as pathetically obsessed as his own mother had been before impregnating them; a woman in France who gave him a son, and a woman in Morocco who gave him a daughter.&lt;br&gt;
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But his times indulging were not without danger, or without loss. Not when the witch trials began in the 1480’s in Europe, and witches began taking it out upon the Incubi and Succubi. Ending in the loss of his father, and then, after having immigrated over to the Americas to start a new life for themselves, both of his sisters. As angry as he was, Valesco was not foolish, and revenge is always a dish best served patiently. Plus, at the time he had young to worry about. A brother, barely born before their father was captured along with his own children to raise. Keeping them close, even after maturity, for fear of what the witches could do to them.&lt;br&gt;
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It would be in the last hundred years that the time drew near for revenge to begin. As such, he prepared. He learned English with an obsessive drive, instilling the language among his brother and children as well, knowing it would be greatly needed. And then, he tracked down the family of witches who had imprisoned his father. He did not let a single descendant free of the wrongs of their elders, torturing them perhaps a bit too gleefully until the location of where his father was imprisoned was given up, and then killing them off before taking a handful of their human relatives, weak in anything resembling a gift, and breaking down the seal with a witch in thrall to him, then leaving his father to bring death to the humans he brought in order to come back to life.&lt;br&gt;
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And then he crossed the sea. Next was his sisters. That was far more difficult to accomplish, as the witches covered their tracks very well. But more than that, they learned he was coming and the fled, taking their imprisoned Succubi with them so he could not free them. It has lead him now to Amethyst City in search of the damned witches and his sisters, with his family ever following closely, making sure Velasco did not lose himself in his thirst for vengeance.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;PLAYER INFO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Name/Alias:&lt;/b&gt; Rose&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Age:&lt;/b&gt; 25+&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Contact:&lt;/b&gt; lieandpretend | notyourparade@gmail.com&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Played By:&lt;/b&gt; Dave Navarro&lt;br&gt;

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&lt;td style=&quot;width: 425px; vertical-align: top; background: #ffffff; color: #000000; font-family: Trebuchet MS, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: century gothic; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Laurence &apos;Laurie&apos; Baines&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt; [&lt;a href=&quot;http://lauriebones.insanejournal.com&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#AFE900&quot;&gt;lauriebones&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Laurie is an almost 1,500 year old vampire born and raised in ancient Pictland. A warrior in spirit and occupation, he was a fighter, the best archer of his day. He was then turned by Valerian who is his Sire. Laurie holds an unshakable loyalty to him, and the Sanguine family. He has been faced with many loses in his long life, and so tries to hold those around him at arms length unless he feels he does not need to fear for their safety. As such he tends to show a guarded affection to his siblings and his extended vampiric family, and can be a distant father figure to his childer. A 10th degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do, as well as being a master archery marksmen and having a basic knowledge in sword fighting. He owns and runs Blood &amp; Bones, a Martial Arts Gym. His childer consist of: Steven (NPC for now), and various others, all up for playing. His Dark Gifts are Telepathy and Omnilingual.&lt;br /&gt;Time: 1 year&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 

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&lt;td style=&quot;width: 425px; vertical-align: top; background: #ffffff; color: #000000; font-family: Trebuchet MS, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: century gothic; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Christian James&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt; [&lt;a href=&quot;http://christianjames.insanejournal.com&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#AFE900&quot;&gt;christianjames&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Christian was a human who acted as leader for a rogue group outside of Vegas. Having heard of the Dam, they were on their way there when attacked. Everyone, including Christian toddler daughter, was killed and he was the only one to survive. Saved by those from Vegas, he was put up for Slavery and bought by Thorne, the Commander of the Peacekeepers. He is now his slave, and does do menial chores, however he is going back and forth over the fact it is seeming less like a Master and Slave relationship, and more that of friends and lovers. He also has himself a bit of a drinking problem... No surviving family.&lt;br /&gt;Time: 2 months&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 

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&lt;td style=&quot;width: 425px; vertical-align: top; background: #ffffff; color: #000000; font-family: Trebuchet MS, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: century gothic; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amaya aka Kuri Saito&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt; [&lt;a href=&quot;http://amayakaorukuri.insanejournal.com&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#AFE900&quot;&gt;amayakaorukuri&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Amaya is a vampire turned in Kyoto and still relatively young as a vampire. Geisha trained, she has the capability of being a sharp, intelligent and traditional Japanese woman. However, she is also a Succubus and can manipulate her own pheromones. She is a sexual creature, and  curious one. She likes knowing how people tick. Her sire is Declan, and she is head over heels for him. He is her one and only true love, and she would sacrifice her own life for him.&lt;br /&gt;Time: New Arrival&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 

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&lt;td style=&quot;width: 425px; vertical-align: top; background: #ffffff; color: #000000; font-family: Trebuchet MS, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: century gothic; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nikita Sokoll&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt; [&lt;a href=&quot;http://nikitasokoll.insanejournal.com&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#AFE900&quot;&gt;nikitasokoll&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Nikita is a young Russian vampire, turned in the early 18th century. His sire is a twisted, sadistic Norse vampire who made a habit of collecting beautiful and interesting childer. She found great enjoyment out of torturing Nikita, and because of this he has a fragile psyche behind his ice queen persona. A cross dresser, he looks more like a female than male. Unerringly polite as well, he is strongly opinionated, and it take a great slight to make him lose his &apos;cool&apos;. He is Maiha&apos;s Second in Command at the Cattle Storage Facility. His Dark Gift is Elemental Manipulation (focusing mainly on water and ice). He has raised a young lycanthrope as his mother, naming him Vanya Roman Sokoll. He is a NPC, and is currently 16 years of age and a Wolf. Nikita has two sisters in blood and vampirism, 2/3 of the triplets, Sabina and Milena. Has harbored an unrequitted love on his older &apos;brother&apos; Mikhail Romanov who is hooked on their Sire and left Nikita after the meteors fell with young Vanya to go chase after her, leaving Nikita alone. Also has four other known siblings, though more is likely to sprout up as well. He really does have an extensive history.&lt;br /&gt;Time: 7 years&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 

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&lt;td style=&quot;width: 425px; vertical-align: top; background: #ffffff; color: #000000; font-family: Trebuchet MS, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: century gothic; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blair Aston&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt; [&lt;a href=&quot;http://blairaston.insanejournal.com&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#AFE900&quot;&gt;blairaston&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;A werefox, Blair is a short, but powerfully opinionated woman. She owns Circus Circus and Vixen&apos;s Palace, and has raised her daughter, Clair, on her own. She is also a part of the LDF, and has no strong love of humans, nor vampires. She loves power, and loves strong men and women. Her old lover, and the father of Clair, has recently showed up to shake her norm of eleven years. She has done a lot of traveling, and has never settled down with just one person.&lt;br /&gt;Time: 11 years&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 

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&lt;td style=&quot;width: 425px; vertical-align: top; background: #ffffff; color: #000000; font-family: Trebuchet MS, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: century gothic; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alexander Storm Hunter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt; [&lt;a href=&quot;http://stormhunter.insanejournal.com&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#AFE900&quot;&gt;stormhunter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;A human once before, Storm ended up almost dying to help protect his nephew. As a result, he was taken to the Doctor at The Dam and surgically fixed, enhanced and reanimated. He is now a Progeny, or more specifically an Elysian. Antisocial mostly, he seems to not want to be around anyone other than his nephew, Keagan (who is a NPC). Really, he&apos;s not use to working with people he has not known practically his whole life. Everyone at the Dam so far is seen as strangers. But he&apos;s been there for two months, so its about time he starts getting use to others.&lt;br /&gt;Time: 2 months&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 

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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name:&lt;/b&gt; Azel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alias:&lt;/b&gt; Zael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Age:&lt;/b&gt; 1,014 (looks 35, has been a Fallen Angel for 300 years)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birth Date:&lt;/b&gt; Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Angel Virtue:&lt;/b&gt; Purity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fallen Attributes:&lt;/b&gt; Sexual Desire, Lust, Decadence, Carnal Desires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Abilities:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- Superhuman strength&lt;br /&gt;- Bones are hollow, but are made a of lightweight substances as strong as steel.&lt;br /&gt;- Can manifest Wings and fly at Mach speeds if needed.&lt;br /&gt;- Can shift into &apos;Purgatory&apos;, a realm superimposed onto earth that sports the same geographic layout, enabling accurate travelling on earth by shifting in Purgatory and flying, also allowing for them to travel unseen.&lt;br /&gt;- He is no longer allowed to shift into &apos;Heaven&apos;, but he now has the ability to shift into &apos;Hell&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;- Can induce lust and violent emotions in humans to varying degrees, even to the point of insanity.&lt;br /&gt;- Can manifest his Angel power, which causes him to glow a bit, and his eyes seemingly turn white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wing Color:&lt;/b&gt; Black with a sheen of crimson. Was once pure white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Distinguishing Marks:&lt;/b&gt; When not out, his wings fold in and merge with his body, leaving behind what looks like an intricate tattoo of wings on his back, from from shoulders down until about his knees. Has a scar on his right side of his pelvic bone/hip area from a Holy Blade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weaknesses:&lt;/b&gt; Holy Weapons made to fight Fallen Angels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pet:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://neveryetmelted.com/wp-images/BigDog2.jpg&quot;&gt;Eran&lt;/a&gt;, a hellhound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;History Key Points:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fell when he was captured by demon twins, a male and female, who where incubus/sukubus. They tormented him body and mind with sexual pleasures until he begged for more, at which point, when he became a willing participant, he fell from grace. They initiated him to the pleasures of sexual sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;800&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;georgia&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;Song instead of a kiss. Baby this is a song instead of a kiss. For all of you who ache, who long for nights like this. Song instead of a touch. Darlin&apos;, this is a song instead of a touch. To all of you who wait so long and need so much. It is for those who like to cling. It is to those, to those I sing. Here is a song instead of a clutch. Instead of a moon. Instead of a soothing touch in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;670&quot; cellpadding=&quot;10&quot; cellspacing=&quot;10&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border: 6px solid #af2221; padding: 10px;&quot; width=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px; color: #333333; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i772.photobucket.com/albums/yy5/notyourparade/650x390nsbanner.png&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border: 6px solid #af2221; padding: 10px;&quot; width=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px; color: #333333; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;NAME:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Kuri Saito (known only by Declan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;NICKNAME/ALIAS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  Kaoru (used by Declan &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt;), Amaya (her alias)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;AGE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 127 (looks 19, vampire for 108)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;BIRTHDAY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; April 20, 1883&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;SPECIES:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Vampire since 1902&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;CLAIMED STATUS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;OCCUPATION:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Unemployed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border: 6px solid #af2221; padding: 10px;&quot; width=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px; color: #333333; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;SEXUALITY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Bisexual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;SIGNIFICANT OTHER:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; None other than Declan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;SIRE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://terdioval.insanejournal.com/621.html&quot;&gt;Declan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;SIBLINGS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Edmund &amp; ___. Kaoru is the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;CHILDREN:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;GRANDSIRE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://vnm.insanejournal.com/306.html&quot;&gt;Roman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border: 6px solid #af2221; padding: 10px;&quot; width=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px; color: #333333; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;APPEARANCE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Amaya is a petite little thing that comes up to just bellow five feet in height. In her time period, this was on the tall end for a Japanese woman, and would now be considered around the average mark in modern day Japan. Her skin is flawless and pale, the height of perfection for the skin of a Geisha and marks her as the vampire she is. She has the standard almond shaped eyes with big eyes so dark a brown they can look black (which take on a dark maroon tint when she feeds). Her dark brown hair is long and silky with just a tiny bit of wave to it, and is always kept to just below her shoulder blades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaya has no marks to mar her perfect skin, no tattoos, but does have her ears pierced. And as for her manner of dress, so sports the (naughty) school girl look more often than not, and goes Lolita when she’s wants a bit of special fun. Then during those moments when she’s needed to dress up she either goes for the sweet and innocent secretary/assistant look or dresses in a traditional kimono. She also has a penchant for the less clothing being the best, a habit she picked up from her sire. She also has a secret love for bikini’s, and has far more than she likely should. They are like outfits to her and she can’t help but buy all she finds cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;PB:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Nozomi Sasaki | &lt;a href=&quot;http://i772.photobucket.com/albums/yy5/notyourparade/03-1.jpg&quot;&gt;1&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://i772.photobucket.com/albums/yy5/notyourparade/25.jpg&quot;&gt;2&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://i772.photobucket.com/albums/yy5/notyourparade/nozomi_sasaki_31.jpg&quot;&gt;3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://i772.photobucket.com/albums/yy5/notyourparade/nozomi_sasaki_53.jpg&quot;&gt;4&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://i772.photobucket.com/albums/yy5/notyourparade/nozomi_vyj_no81_02.jpg&quot;&gt;5&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://i772.photobucket.com/albums/yy5/notyourparade/sasaki02_051.jpg&quot;&gt;6&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://i772.photobucket.com/albums/yy5/notyourparade/sasaki02_35.jpg&quot;&gt;7&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://i772.photobucket.com/albums/yy5/notyourparade/sasaki04_011.jpg&quot;&gt;8&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://i772.photobucket.com/albums/yy5/notyourparade/sasaki04_09.jpg&quot;&gt;9&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://i772.photobucket.com/albums/yy5/notyourparade/sasaki04_17.jpg&quot;&gt;10&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://i772.photobucket.com/albums/yy5/notyourparade/sasaki01_34.jpg&quot;&gt;11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border: 6px solid #af2221; padding: 10px;&quot; width=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px; color: #333333; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;LIKES:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Declan, comfort, showing skin, being in or near water, Declan, playing with humans, lollipops, school girl clothing, Lolita clothing, Japanese culture, American culture, sexual based songs/music, sex, Declan, human blood, teasing, Traditional Japanese Dancing, human and vampire interactions, and did I mention Declan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;DISLIKES:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Edmund, bagged blood (but will drink it), stuffy conservatives, child abandonment, senseless violence, sexual and physical abuse, fire, her inability to stay in the sun for long periods of time, people who try to become romantically involved with Declan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;STRENGTHS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Observant, adaptable, loyal, protective, difficult to anger, the sexual arts, plays the shamisen &amp; flute, Traditional Geisha Dances, speaks and writes all Japanese dialects, knows two languages other than English and Japanese (Italian and French; both are rusty from lack of use).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;WEAKNESSES:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Declan, jealousy (only concerning Declan), love of teasing, self preservation, extravagant, computers, what she views as hers, her &apos;family&apos;, physical combat, mentioning Edmund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;FEELINGS ABOUT HUMANS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Humans make for great and very interesting toys.... Ok, really, she likes them. She likes observing them, and seeing how they&apos;ll react to certain situations, mainly sexually. She thinks they are interesting and great fun, so they get ranked as more than food in her book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border: 6px solid #af2221; padding: 10px;&quot; width=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px; color: #333333; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;DETAILED PERSONALITY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; If one was to look at the woman that is Amaya, they would almost immediately have a low expectation from her. She presents herself as an easy, sex crazed floozy. Short skirts and a lot of skin shown along with her pouty lips and expressions make for the perfect mask. A mask that she likes and enjoys. It makes people underestimate her, as well as draws people in, especially prey and new toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it is just a mask. Sure, she is a sexual deviant, but she is also so much more than that. Amaya is a Geisha trained, and as such she is truly not as sex-minded and flighty as she may seem. She is very adaptable, and can shift to match the environment she is in. She can comfortably meld in with humans, as well as vampires. She can be proper and reserved when in the presence of conservatives, and she can be easy and approachable when needed. She can even adapt a cold and unapproachable (lofty even) persona. It all depends on what is needed of her. However, she rarely adopts these other personas if not asked by Declan, as she prefers her standard mask, or unless it is needed to protect herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaya also is a bright girl, though she may not be as into book learning as others would be. She is, essentially, a social genius. She loves observing, and picks up on things quickly. Amaya also holds a love for the arts, though her tastes mainly flow toward Japanese culture. She may not be able to play more modern instruments, or dance the more modern dances, but when it comes to those she was trained in, and still practice, she has few equals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of her dance style, which is very akin to Tai Chi, Amaya can, at times, seem to have this graceful and almost ethereal presence to her as she moves. This comes out, mainly, while she drops all guises and is herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when one gets past the layers to who truly lies beneath, they’ll see a woman who is, really, rather average. Sensual, loving to those she cares for, protective. She may not be easy to anger most times, but she does have her triggers (such as Declan and what she views as hers). She is also not above jealousy, since she is very attached to her sire. She does not share well at times, at least not sharing emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaya is also a lover of teasing. She sees humans as toys, and is not above playing with them. She’ll respect a vampires ‘claim’, but otherwise? She loves to toy with humans and learn from them. She sees humans as interesting and wants to learn about them. Plus, they’re fun. However, she grows tired of her toys fast and will discard them once she is bored with them, generally. This is likely why she has yet to be interested in claiming any as hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is Declan, her sire. Well, to say the least, he is her biggest weak spot. She loves the vampire fiercely. He is her one and only, no other can compare to him. He is her father, mentor and lover. He taught her all she knows of love, sex and the world, and she will never sever ties with him. And because of this feeling, she has a distinct dislike for Edmund, despite having never met the eldest child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, her attachment to Declan makes him her biggest weakness. She’ll do anything for him, and anything to protect him. Really, Amaya generally thinks of her own safety first, a habit born of the fact she really doesn’t know how to protect herself physically. She’ll run rather than fight. However, for Declan? She’ll stick it out, even if it means she’ll die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border: 6px solid #af2221; padding: 10px;&quot; width=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px; color: #333333; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#af2221&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;HISTORY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt; The beginning of Amaya’s life is now a blur, not only because of the passage of time, but because she’d rather not remember. She was one of many in a poor Japanese farming family. She was just another mouth to feed, neither the oldest nor most useful. At least if she was a boy she could work the fields more or be made useful in some way, but as she was not… Well, her life was hard to say the least, little to eat, too much work, and strict discipline. It was almost a blessing when, at nine years of age, she was sold into a Geisha house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaika Hana was a prospering house in Kyoto taking in young girls to train under their successful Geisha’s. Their training was strict and rigorous, and it left the country bred girl unable to enjoy the new sights of an unfamiliar town. At least she had clean clothing, a warm futon and food to eat. Hunger became a thing of the past, but it was replaced by a harsher, stricter environment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and the other three young girls were charged with cleaning the house and doing chores, as well as attending school so they could know the basics for their eventual training in being a Geisha. Her days were chalk full and she was left with little time for fun. It wasn’t until she was fifteen and about to enter into an apprenticeship as a Meiko when her life would change. The house next to their home had seen many owners coming through, never staying long. None of them paid the young women of the house any mind, not until Declan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Amaya first met him, it was while at market running errands. It was a chance encounter as she was running, late in returning to the house. She bumped into him and spilled her purchases. The foreign man dressed in strange, western clothes had stopped and helped her retrieve her things. He was burned into her mind because of his strange features, and his green eyes… They met a few more times in the market, but still she did not know he was the new owner of the house next to Kaika Hana. Not until when, on a warm night, she went out into the garden by the fencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through a particular gap in the fencing they started up a conversation that led to a strange kind of relationship that progressed. And Declan, the strange foreigner became a young teenage Meiko’s confidant and first crush. He was so very different and intriguing, he drew her in like a moth to a flame, and she was incapable of resisting. And he eventually became a patron of the Geisha house, which ensured that she was able to see him even more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, most of the way through her sixteenth year, Amaya entered into the same fate of all Meiko’s. It was time for her virginity to be auctioned away, and she feared this. One particular Geisha had found it amusing to terrify her and the others by teasing them with stories of how horrible it was, and how much pain they would go through. This caused Amaya to go to Declan with her fears, admitting to him that if someone was to take her virginity, she would rather it be him, since she was sure he would not hurt her. After saying which she fled and avoided him, ashamed by her boldness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the auction came. Never would Amaya have believed she made an impression on anyone, even though she was considered the prettiest of the current Meiko’s. But, unfortunately, one of the house patron’s had a particular like for deflowering girls, and had the funds to endorse such a habit with the taking of a Meiko’s virginity. This caused Amaya a great deal of sadness, and upon finding out she avoided her friend, Declan. Not because she thought he failed her, but because she knew she had expected too much of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, unknown to her, Declan had bid on her and lost just barely. Also, she would not find out until years after she became a vampire that Declan had found the name of the man who won and sent him to an early grave. All the Geisha House knew was that he met with a horrible accident. And so Amaya went to the next bidder, which was Declan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night Amaya lost her virginity was a night she would never forget. It was also the night that cemented her attachment to the foreign man. He was a tender, attentive lover; touching her, arousing her, giving her pleasure without taking her virginity, at least not yet. And then, when the time came for the final act his words rang through her mind. He told her that she would not remember the pain that the only thing she would keep with her was the pleasure, and he was right. It would not be until she was made a vampire that she would understand he had put her under thrall during the initial pain, not releasing her until it was nothing but pleasure. And with him she stayed through the night and into the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one night with Declan was a treat to her senses, but it was nothing like what she experienced upon waking in the morning. He doted on her, making her tea, caring for her. He did everything no Japanese male would have ever done, and it captured her heart. How could it not? She was a girl born into poverty who never had freely given love and caring before, and here was a man, a very attractive man, lavishing her with attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She returned to the Geisha House uncaring of the displeased atmosphere she returned to, since she had been kept so long past the time she was to return. They could never take that pleasure from her now. In fact, all it served to do was awaken her sexual desires. She became a new creature, more sensual than ever before, and she craved it, craved more of it, and she got it. Declan never turned her away after that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the Geisha in training gained a secret lover. And with him she learned the hedonistic arts, and while she never had sex with clients, they could definitely see a change in her. She became more confidant, more sure of herself, and it made her practically glow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, a few months after her own virginity was taken, her roommate’s came up to be auctioned off. Remembering their sister Geisha’s terribly stories, the girl was terrified. Amaya told her not to worry, that it would not be painful, it did not prepare them for the outcome. The winner had been a new patron, one they would never see again. He returned the girl beaten and bruised. Her first night was, indeed, painful. And, feeling sorry for her, Amaya tended her. But not just that. She did not want her friend and fellow apprentice to remember sex as this, she wanted her friend to know the pleasure of sex as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, Amaya seduced her friend once she was well enough, and unwittingly had her first female experience. It would not be her last, for she found that the female body excited her as much as Declan’s. The years passed in this fashion, with Amaya fulfilling her duties and sating her sexual desires with Declan and her female friend. There were times were she became stressed and sad, when the older Geisha’s became angry with her and petty because she kept gaining more attention, but she could deal with it. She had Declan there, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was nineteen was when she would find out about the fact Declan was a vampire. At the time she thought him a demon, but the distinction would come later. Since she first started to visit Declan in the nights, there were always some night she was forbidden from coming to his home. She always followed his restrictions faithfully. But after a particularly horrible prank from the older women, she broke this rule and went to his home, thinking he would not be there. But at least she could find comfort in the surrounding she associated with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did not expect to see him there, or to find him having just finished feeding on another human being, blood dripping from his mouth. It made her very afraid to see, but by that time he had captured her heart completely. Four years of knowing him and coming away unharmed. For years of dedicated, tender care… She disregarded her fear and accepted him, even if he was a demon. He was her protector, and she loved him, no matter what. So even though he was angry with her at first, it did not cause much of a hiccup in their relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Amaya was turned, it was just before Declan left. Four years in Kyoto, and he needed to move on before he was found out. And that terrified Amaya. She begged him not to leave her. She did not want to lose him, since she viewed him as her only sanctuary, and if that meant becoming like him? Then she would do it willingly. And so, Amaya cast of her mortality and took to the road with her lover now turned sire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The years she spent with Declan as a vampire were the best years of her life. She was his very willing student, and she soaked up all he had to teach like a sponge to water. She yearned for everything her new life had to offer. She opened up, shedding her reserved outlook and taking up the curiosity and hunger for life she had always kept hidden in her human life. It was as if, in Declan’s hands, she morphed from a caterpillar into a butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For eighty-nine years she traveled with her sire and learned from him. She learned of his long life, and learned about his sire. She also learned of Edmund, who she came to dislike a great deal. How could he leave Declan when he loved the other man so much? She would give anything for her sire to love her  as he did Edmund, but she knew that she had her own special kind of love from her sire, and she was content with that. She was, after all, his only female child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, since eighty-nine years was quite long, Amaya decided to strike out on her own. She loved Declan, and was in no way abandoning him. She just felt the urge to see if she could stand on her own, as well as wanting to return to her homeland. And so she took leave from her sire, with his blessing, and went back to Japan. She spent a couple years in Kyoto, becoming familiar with it once more. And then she moved on to the busy hub that was Tokyo. She spent fifteen years there, playing and honing her skills, even going to far as to put herself through the modern day training as a Geisha while there, just to see. She honed her skills, learning all she could about her culture. The music, the dancing, the languages… She soaked them up just like everything else she had ever been hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact Japan was the technological mecca of the world, basically, Amaya never really got the hang of a computer. She tried learning from various pets she would keep, but she never took to it, not like she did with the cell phone. Essentially, she became as proficient with a cell phone as most people are with computers, but it was more like she could do without a computer, but a cell phone was needed to fulfill the persona she had become enamored with, that of an innocent, yet naughty, looking school girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Tokyo eventually lost its sparkle, and her loneliness spiked. She began wanting her sire’s presence more strongly. Nineteen years away from him… and it was too much. She needed him. Thankfully, she had kept in contact with him over the years, out of wanting to as well as it being the terms of their separation. So she knew where he was, and it took little time to liquidate her gained assets and pack up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadow Falls, here comes Amaya, Declan’s baby child, his little flower, his Kaoru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;justify&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#f6f5f5&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;FULL NAME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Jadyn Akiyama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;NICKNAMES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Jade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;AGE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: April 12, 1987&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; DEITY INFO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Arawn, Lord of Annwn; Celtic Underworld Deity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOCATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Washington, DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;CURRENT RESIDENCE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Akiyama Family Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;OCCUPATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Dog Trainer/Groomer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;STRENGTHS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOG WHISPERER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;:  Arawn in his time lead a pack of hounds on a hunt to gather lost souls, and as such had an affinity with hounds and they were considered to be his animal. This means that Jade can communicate, telepathically, with animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEDIUM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: As the god of the Underworld, it is only logical he should be able to commune with the dead. However, this is an ability that has not woken up inside of Jade, but is one his other reincarnations in the past have been known to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;MISC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Cooking, baking, laundry (yes, he considers this a skill and strength), Karate&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;WEAKNESSES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;MORTALITY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Jade is mortal, not a God. As such he has all mortal failings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;UNKNOWN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Jade does not know, at all, what he is. He just thinks he has this special ability. As to whether or not Arawn will actually awaken inside of him or if he&apos;d believe someone if they told him... it will all depend on circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;OFF SWITCH?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: There is no off switch to Jade&apos;s ability. He will always hear dogs, which means there are times he needs to seclude himself from them, as it can lead to headaches and general foul moods for the dogs not &apos;shutting up&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;MISC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Pretty jewelry, strong men (personality wise; he falls for them every time), abandoned animals (he&apos;ll keep the dogs and will take all others to a shelter or animal adoption place), unattainable and wickedly perfect straight men (just can&apos;t help himself, and he knows it is masochistic of him)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;justify&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#f6f5f5&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;PARENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;MOTHER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Jocelin Akiyama nee Daniels, deceased, Virgo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;FATHER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Hayate Akiyama, deceased, Gemini&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;SIBLINGS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;BROTHERS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Kenji Akiyama, 21, attending college to become a lawyer, Taurus; Charles Akiyama, 18, High School Senior, Capricorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;SISTERS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Jamie Akiyama, 16, High School Sophomore, Virgo.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;PETS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOGS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Meeko (2 year old male Huskie, rescued) &amp; Sadie (9 month old Dachshund, rescued)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEXUALITY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Homosexual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;SIGNIFICANT OTHER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: None currently.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;justify&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#f6f5f5&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;Out of all of Jade’s siblings, he is by far the one who takes the most after their father. Five feet and eight inches on a good day, he has the standard Japanese coloring, the dark brown eyes shaped like almonds.  To look at him you would think him pure Japanese.  Naturally, his hair black, just like his father’s. And also like his father, he was gifted with very androgynous features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However as much as he looked like his father in the beginning, he spent his teen and young adult years trying to remedy that. Piercings and tattoos, abnormal haircuts (buzzed down on the sides currently so he can gel his hair up into a rather insane Mohawk is he wants), not to mention his clothing choices. Being gay, he has no qualms in adding feminine items to his wardrobe, nor does he care if he is mistaken for female. He also is in need of glasses. He is constantly alternating between contacts and glasses, depending on mood, laziness and if his allergies are acting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His manner of dress is eccentric at best. He takes skater clothes, punk, goth, ghetto styles and he throws them together in his own, unique way. He’ll even add in some dress up items. Whatever looks good together, he’ll wear. He definitely is one to stand out, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;TATTOOS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Fingers (6 Astrological symbols, one for each member of his family | Right Middle Three: ♊, ♍ &amp; ♈; Left Middle Three: ♉, ♑ &amp; ♍); Arms, shoulders and chest (Various Kanji, all Buddhist sayings); Back (Buddhist Heart Sutra); Stomach/Around Belly Button (Don’t hesitate &amp; Go); Left Forearm (Spiraling: Close your heart to every love but mine; hold no one in your arms but me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;PIERCINGS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Three piercings in his left ear and three in his right, right eyebrow, lip and left nostril.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;justify&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#f6f5f5&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIKES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Canines, graveyards (they&apos;re peaceful to him), densely wooded areas, nighttime, Autumn, Winter, strong and bitter coffee and tea, chocolate, Milano Double Chocolate cookies, Geneva cookies, music (various forms of rock, pop, hip-hop, old school rap), dancing, men (tall, strong/dominant personalities, toned bodies, six packs), green eyes (he&apos;s a sucker for them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;DISLIKES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Cooking, large spiders (e.i. tarantula&apos;s), Summer, being out in the summer sun for long periods of time, excessive heat, blueberries, strawberries, raspberries, peaches (though loves the smell of them), sweet tea, sugar and milk in coffee, majority of newer rap, country music and its ilk, people with weak personalities,beer and most alcohols, drugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;DETAILED PERSONALITY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: When looking at Jade it is easy to see his adventurous and energetic nature. He just permeates those two qualities, in his way of dress and his every gesture it seems. This is not to mean that he is one of the happy, bouncy people getting into everything. No, he’s far from that. Jade does have a ‘dark side’ so to say. But he is a very dynamic individual, confidant in all her does, and possessing the kind of quick wit that can leave one open-mouthed and trying to catch up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flip side, though, he’s pessimistic and very selfish. He tries to put others first, but his first instinct will always likely be focused on himself. It’s just the kind of creature he is. He’s also an impulsive person, impatient in all things except animals. And oh boy does her have a quick temper. Get him mad and it will burn high and bright, but it will also fade quite quickly, usually. His grudges tend to be more of the… ‘Get the fuck away you annoying asshole’ then the righteous smoldering, ever present anger others can have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jade can also be a bit foolish. He’s not nearly as competent and graceful in social situations as he would like to believe himself to be. And his actions can piss more people off than otherwise. Really, it’s not until you see him with dogs, or his siblings that you can really get a good look at the true Jade. He is also in possession of a rather snarky sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to his family, he’s iffy. He had a strained relationship with his parents. His father never accepted the fact he was gay, and after Jade graduated from High School and took off to Cali, they never spoke again. His mother was disapproving, but still reached out to her eldest on occasion. It was his siblings her really clung to. They accepted him despite some misgivings here and there about his sometimes outrageous behavior and  decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever expected he’d leave California permanently when their parents died to take care of his siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;justify&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#f6f5f5&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;georgia&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;History&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;justify&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#f6f5f5&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEITY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Arawn, Lord of Annwn, Celtic God of the Underworld, was by far the most private underworld deity. This being proven as he steadfastly attended to his duties, turning his sight to the affairs of his realm and mostly leaving the world of mortals alone. It was not his domain, and he did not seek to take it over. He had a noble cause that he did not shun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One duty of Arawn’s was to gather up the lost souls about the world and lead them back to their resting in Annwn. This was accomplished in the Autumn, Winter and early Spring months with the aid of his hounds. Cŵn Annwn, or the Hounds of Annwn, were well trained and loyal beast. And their baying while in pursuit announced the passing of Arawn. Ever Arawn’s pride and joy, he kept them at his side always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only real deviation from his uneventful life was when he met Pwyll. Having accidently killed the stag Arawn himself was after, a price was to be paid for the misdeed. And what Arawn asked of Pwyll was for him to take his place for a year and a day, and defeat his rival, Hafgan, by the end. Long had the rivalry between the two been going on, and Arawn had yet to be successful in his slaying in order to have full dominion over Annwn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the end of that year and a day the deed was done. But not only did Pwyll slay Arawn’s rival, he also gave great respect to both Arawn and his wife by ever sleeping chastely with her.This brought about a strong friendship between the two, and persisted after Pwyll was gone. Arawn continued to show favor to the family, even going as far as to gift Pwyll’s son, Pryderi, with otherworldly pigs. Sadly, they were to be the cause of Pryderi’s death, a fact Arawn never quite forgave himself for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lived quietly throughout the rest of history before the reincarnations started, doing his deeds, being an attentive husband to a woman he cared deeply for, though it was not love. Arawn doubted his capacity to truly love as he was so devoted to his duty to the lost souls of the world. As such, no children were ever born from their marriage. In all honesty, the closest thing to love he felt was his close friendship with Pwyll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;MORTAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Ever since the reincarnation began, Arawn had shifted from body to body. He did nto have a requirement for the bodies he inhabited, nor did he have anyone aware of his passing soul unless it was the person themselves he inhabited. There was always just one constant. At the moment of his hosts death he would move on to be reborn in the nearest, newly conceived womb. And as such, that was how he came into an oriental body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born the first child to a Japanese immigrant man and his American wife, Jade, born Jadyn Akiyama, did much for setting the bar. He was a difficult boy to raise, needy, clingy and demanding much attention. As a boy, he really had little to no care of his siblings born after him, as more and more they took the attention away from him. Yes, he was a rather spoiled rotten boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he had a secret. For as long as he could remember, he could talk to dogs. But not just talk to them, but hear them as well. It was the sign of the fact he was Arawn’s reincarnation. However, he held no awareness of the god, nor his memories. He was just aware of the fact he was in possession of a fun gift. It also lead to him turning to the families pet dog for companionship when his baby brother or sister were being lavished on and Jade seemingly ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, it wasn’t like his parents didn’t notice what their son was doing, always talking to a dog, and the dog, surprisingly, reacting to his words. It scared them to see it, making them more wary of their oldest son. Especially his father, who was a superstitious sort. The talks and lectures he would receive when they caught him talking to the dog, it would have made his alienation worse. However, surprisingly, the siblings he had despised so much before… accepted him. That would be the beginning, true beginning, of their sibling bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up, he was taken to shrinks in hope it would help their son. There was even a time a Shinto priest was asked to do an exorcism on the house and Jade. And then they went overboard. Jasmine, an eight year old mutt of a dog, Jade’s best friend, was taken from him in hopes of Jade growing out of this better without the dog. They never meant for him to know, but Jade overheard them. They’d said they found Jasmine a new home, but really.. they’d put her down. He never forgave them after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At twelve years of age, Jade no longer trusted his parents, and it was when he learned he need not speak allowed for dogs to hear him. This lead to his rebellions; tame at first, but gradually getting worse. And with the realization of his sexuality, the fact that it was other boys that did it for him, came a whole new issue. The fights that cropped up once, at sixteen, Jade came out to his parents. His oldest brother knew, of course, and it shouldn’t have been a surprise with the way he was dressing at the time, but it was. The fights that cropped up in his house constantly were loud and heated, sometimes coming close to blows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went on like that for two years when finally, his graduation came. Oh, Jade couldn’t get out of that house fast enough. He hated leaving his siblings behind, but he went none the less, as far as he could go. And that took him all the way to California. And it was sheer luck that landed him the job he got. A fateful encounter, handling an out of control dog, and he found himself under the watchful eye of one of Hollywood’s premiere dog trainers. Under him Jade learned everything from the actual training, which he excelled at thanks to his particular gift, but also how to care for and maintain the health and appearance of various breeds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’d found his calling and quickly settled into the fast paced world of California. There he had friends who accepted him, and plenty of men to choose from. And the best thing was that his talent was appreciated, and soon sought out. He was making a name for himself, and his mentor was confident that Jade would soon be able to strike out on his own with great success. The only thing that could have been better was if he could share his success with his siblings other than through sneaked phone calls and emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a phone call came through. If it wasn’t for the fact it was Kenji calling him and telling him what had happened then he would have thought it a jest. He’d only just had his once a month short phone call from their mother last week, there was no way… But it had happened. A drunk driver running a stop sign, a scenario over-used to the point of ridiculousness, but it did not make it any less true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He already had an idea of what was going to end up happening when he returned to Maryland. Kenji was on a full ride through school due to his excellent grades, and grants, student loans and the money left to him by their parents would cover law school once he entered. Charles was already eighteen, and as such he did not need a legal guardian. However, he was still in High School, as was their little sister. Jamie, only a Sophomore, would need a guardian. And that fell to Jade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funeral was a somber affair that saw the youngest three with wet eyes, but the oldest sitting calmly beside them. Some said he was so much more mature, being strong for his younger siblings, while others said it was cold of him to not mourn his parents properly. He ignored them, though, as did his siblings. So, it ended with Jade arranging with a few trusted people to pack his things for him and ship them across the country, intent on staying in Washington D.C to be with his family who, at this time, could not be expect to uproot their lives and relocate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully his mentor came through for him. Arranging things so that Jade might get a small business loan, Jade is now planning to open his own place. Offering training and grooming for dogs, he hopes that once it is up and running that it will be what he needs to help support his siblings until they can get on their own and allow him to fall back into his selfish lifestyle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;justify&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#f6f5f5&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMPLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: His room… it was so different. It wasn’t his room anymore. Taken over likely the week after he left, his parents had turned it into a lifeless guest room. Neutral colors mixed with flowery pastels. It was disgusting.  He sat cross legged on the bed, the flora patterned coverlet looking sickeningly housewifeish. He did not want to sleep here, but the only other choice was his parents’ bedroom. Yeah, yuck. Even worse choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a little yip Jade looked down, seeing Sadie with her paws up on the side of the bed, begging to get up. Poor thing was missing her steps for high furniture, and let him know exactly that. With a sigh, and because he was alone with both her and Meeko – who was making use of a rug in the room – he actually spoke up. “Yes, I know you need your things.” Leaning over he lifted her up, uncaring if she dirtied his suit. It was cheap and so streamlined, generic. It definitely wasn’t something he was going to wear again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will we be staying here?&lt;/i&gt; Came the little mental impression from his rescued Dachshund. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.” He sighed again, scratching by her ear like she enjoyed. “This is going to be our new home.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, its ugly.&lt;/i&gt; That had him laughing and he leaned down to kiss the top of her head. Leave it to Sadie to think the place ugly because everything was too high for her to jump up and down without causing a danger to her back. “My silly girl…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;FOUND&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Fantasy_RPGs on IJ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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