seewhatImean... |Darron|

[† Darron Simons]

Your Name:
Any variation of, Dare. xD

How long have you been RPing?:
about five yrs on and off.

Did you read the rules?[don't lie!]:
Yepppp.

Rulesword:
-you were correcto!-

RP sample?: (from another vamp rp, hope it's fine)
The night grew darker before the vampires eyes as Luther, stared into the horizon beyond the village. Soon, the twilight hour would be over, the sun fully concealed. The sooner the better, as Luther saw it. It would suit him beautifully if the sun never rose again, but instead, the night would rule. The color's of the setting sun faded slowly from the sky as Luther watched. The smoke from his cigarette clouded his vision as he blew it out of his lungs in a forced sigh. He leaned against the alley wall, he rubbed the cigarette on the concrete wall, putting it out. He then flicked it into the darkness. His long, black duster was then tossed by the wind that blew it's way forcefully from the mountains, and into the alleys.

Luther's eyes narrowed as he stared at the vast mountain ranges. He knew they were crawling with Lycan's, and their leader. Thinking of those half-bloods made him sick, and his facial expression showed it. He would be quite contented if they all were wiped off the face of the earth, but he mustn't get his hopes up. His mind then drifted back to his purpose of being in the village. He was searching for a human. An unknowing, helpless human. He needed a good feed, so hopefully someone that was of pure blood, that wasn't drunk or doing drugs. Hardly any human in this present year had clean blood. They were always out getting drunk or high. They were pathetic. Set on self destruct from day one.

A small giggle drew Luther's attention. He looked around the corner and what he saw made his once almost gentle blue eyes, flash orange. It was a young girl, just breaking away from what looked like her boyfriend. Luther watched them kiss and their loving departure. Fool, Luther thought about the boy. If he truly loved this girl he would not leave her alone at night fall. Especially sense vampires roam the villages at night searching for blood, as Luther was, right now. He watched as the girl began to walk down the sidewalk toward him. He pulled back into the shadows. While she walked past he could smell that her heart was racing, a sing of love for the boy who just left her to die, and pure blood. Her blood was clean, how perfect.

In a quick motion he reached out a hand, gripping her arm so tightly she let out a scream. He yanked her into the shadows covering her mouth almost gently, his grip still holding her firmly still. She tried to scream, her writhing body made Luther chuckle darkly. "Hush my dear..." He whispered gently, he continued to croon to her softly until she relaxed in his arms. He then pushed her hair back and sank his fangs into the main vein in her neck. He drained her of all her blood then ripped out her throat to insure that she would not live. He let her lifeless body slip to the ground gently. He licked the blood from his lips and stepped over the dead girl, her eyes still wide with terror.

He stepped out of the alley that was beside the Bottomless Crevice. His blood lust quite satisfied, maybe it was time to quench the humanoid thirst for alcohol. He walked to the entrance and slipped in casually. His black duster swept along behind him as he made his way toward the bar. Once there he took a vacant seat. The bartender began to walk toward him, Luther simply shooed him away with a hand gesture. He would deal with ordering later. Right now, Luther was observing. He knew hunters enjoyed coming here sometimes. Sometimes to get drunk, most of the time to talk of hunts. Oh the secrets they spill when they are intoxicated. It entertained Luther some. After all, he has always enjoyed destruction in any form, and humans destroy themselves every day.

A moment later, Luther beckoned the bar tend over to him. "Rum." Was the only word that escaped his lips. Soon there was a tall glass of rum in front of Luther, then the bar tend rushed away quickly. Luther grinned, that bar tend was so eager to get away from Luther that he didn't even ask him to pay for what he had ordered. He then lifted the glass to his lips and took a long drink, about a third of the bottle gone, he set it back down on the bar. Luther being a vampire, alcohol didn't effect him as it did a human. As Luther sat, he saw a girl jump onto a distant table and begin to dance provocatively around on it. She looked to only be fifteen. Such young ignorance. How blissful stupidity can be. It was nauseating sometimes. At least to, Luther....


Name of Character:
Darron Simons.

Nicknames:
...

Age:
345.

Age:
24.

Gender:
Male.

Celebrity Represenitive:
Jensen Ackles.

Picture:


Personality:
» To Those Who Don't Know Him: Darron can be a real pain in the neck. He's wild, crazy, and just wants to have fun. You think this would describe a teenager, well, it describes Darron just fine too. He'll smart off as quick as lighting. He can be a real piece of work, pointing out all your flaws and tearing you down by them. He's always the one that starts the fights, and finishes them. His crazy, wild nature will rip through at any moment. Taking him to street races, chicken matches, screwing the wrong guys girlfriend. He can also seem ruthless, a killer, someone who will lure you into a dark alley just to slaughter you. His motto? "Humans gotta breathe, vampires gotta eat..." That can also make him appear heartless. He will also simply screw you and lose you, if he doesn't care for you or just doesn't know you that well.

» To His Friends: Darron is awesome! He's the guy that'll bail you out of jail. He's the guy that's stick up for you no matter what. He's the guy that'll hold you when your sad, and hold the guy you want to punch when your mad. He's that shoulder to cry on. He's that carefree fun loving friend to the end. He's the kind of guy that when he smiles, it lights up your day. He's the type to do what ever it takes to lift you up when your down. All this holds true with his friends. He sticks by them till the end of time. If your life takes a turn for the worse, he'll ride shot gun. He's the tough guy that's strong when you can't be. He's the best friend in the world to have, hands down.

» Deep Down Inside: Darron has a well hardened heart. He's that little boy that never cried when he fell, always trying to be the strongest. He strives for success, wanting to be the winner. All his human life he was beaten down, then he was given power, and he won't hesitate to abuse it. You do not want to be his enemy. It would be best for you to stay out of his way. For if he sets his heart on killing you, you will be dead. He will find a way to get to you. He's that hard hearted S.O.B. that your family's all warned you about. He'll kill you without a second thought, with no real, feeling to it. He leads some people on to believe they are his friend, only to let them realize, he doesn't really care. Basics for dealing with Darron... Getting on his bad side, is deathly easy. Getting on his good side, is very difficult... Good luck.

Appearance:
(I hate hate hate hate these.. can you just refer to the pics in my av, above, and in my sig? please? if you can't then I understand, just tell me and I'll type one up for you. =] )

History:
• Darron was born in, 1662, to Jacob and Martha Simons.
• Was bitten by a female vampire in 1686.
• No one ever found his body.
• He was labeled dead, his family didn't care to search for him.
• Is now cursed to live forever.

What does your tombstone read?
1662 - 1686

Job?:
Highly paid assassin. He also sells drugs for money as well.

Vampire Rate:
Male Vampire Leader?? (He doesn't have to be, it's up to you, xD)

Spouse?:
None.

Family?:
Jacob - Father - Long Since Dead.
Martha - Mother - Long Since Dead.

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[Mercy Tillinghast]

lol accepted!lmao nice character!