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prodigalvampire) wrote2020-07-12 10:43 am
prodigalvampire) wrote2020-07-12 10:43 am
TheSphereRP | Application
Player information.
• Name: Heather
• Age: 18+
• Contact: vikael#0221 @ Discord
• Other characters: Antonio Vega
Character information.
• Character name: Thomas Raith
• Canon: the Dresden Files
• Canon point: post Cold Days
• Age: 45
• Canon background: Wikipedia is awesome
• Abilities: When Thomas isn't tapping into the Hunger, he is still super-humanly strong, agile, and fast, can heal very quickly, and see in the dark. He's skilled in the use of kukris (large, curved knives) and shotguns. Much to many peoples' surprise, he's very intelligent and capable of acting quickly in tense situations. He's also a hair-stylist.
The Hunger, which must be fed regularly through either sipping at human psyches or through the act of sex, greatly increases all his preternatural skills, but it's very taxing on his reserves. They allow him to regrow appendages. He can also extend psychic tendrils into the minds of potential prey, convincing them that what he wants from them they want to give, and can inspire the unbridled desire and lust in them. His demon makes him supernaturally beautiful and he's always surrounded by an aura of desire that makes women and men both follow him around when he's hungry.
His greatest strength, the demon, is also his greatest weakness. While other vampires are vulnerable to sunlight, holy water, crosses, and objects of faith, white court vampires are burned by the touch of one protected by selfless love. It burns them just like an acid.
He's no wizard, but he can cast a few of the simpler spells, he's trained as a hairstylist, is a strategist, and is very good at making a quick exit.
• Strengths: Thomas is cunning, adaptive, resourceful, and a gifted actor. He uses those gifts in various instances and situations, both to get his way and to keep people around him from knowing things he doesn’t want them to know. Those things can be as simple as keeping them from knowing exactly how smart he is or as complex as hiding exactly whose side he’s on. His personas are as varied as the people he’s deceiving, and they’re not mutually exclusive. Thomas’ deceptions leave even the person closest to him, his half-brother Harry Dresden, guessing as to what he’s really up to.
He is deeply loving and caring to everyone he holds dear, even if it isn't spoken of openly, and he would put his life on the line for anyone of them (save his father), even those who have wronged him. He has a resolution of will that is iron and nearly unshakeable when those he loves are threatened which gives him the strength to accomplish the impossible, such as overcoming the Hunger's desire to take Justine's life when she gave herself completely over to him when he was dying after being shot.
Even when hard-pressed, he is capable of keeping his thoughts even and methodical, coldly logical even when his emotions come into play. He uses this to his advantage when facing superior numbers or more powerful adversaries, diverting their attention from where his loyalties actually lie.
• Weaknesses: His loyalty and dedication are as much a weakness as a strength, often inspiring him to put himself in harm's way instead of sacrificing his loved ones. He's willing to do anything to protect the people he loves most, including deceiving them and even betraying them if that betrayal keeps them safe. While less so than before Justine was in the service of the White Court, Thomas is secretive with him, hiding from her things he feels could put her in danger or worry her unnecessarily.
While careful not to appear so to outsiders, Thomas loathes the Hunger and everything it makes him do and requires of him. What he longs for more than anything is a happy, normal life with the woman he loves more than anything, but he knows the demon makes that impossible and it leads to a self-loathing that can send him into fits of broody pique where he isolates himself and starves the Hunger, which is a double-edged sword in itself as a starving demon begins to feed on the mind of its host, making his emotional state even worse.
While capable of being pulled out of his emotional turmoil, he's prone to fits of isolationist self-loathing that his brother describes as "emo vampire spirals" and can easily lose himself to melancholy if left to his own devices.
• Nightmares:
Shagnasty - As Harry called it. There's a lot of Content Warning things that thing did to Thomas, but suffice to say he has intense PTSD from the ordeal.
He also carries the horrible nightmare of losing his humanity to the Hunger, which would mean losing himself and becoming nothing but a monster.
• Network sample:
From a previous game:
[The video clicks on to show a beautiful man of pale complexion and chiseled almost perfect, features. His storm grey eyes are scanning the surface of the device with a quizzical expression. Curtains of ebony ringlets frame his face.]
Sweet. Charon gave me an iPad. [He smiles, his teeth perfectly white.] Hell only uses Apple products. Heh. Go figure.
[His brow creases slightly that next moment.] And it's on. [His eyes dart to the upper-left corner of the device.] Transmitting...?
[He blinks, then he turns his gaze to the camera itself, sliding on a charismatic smile with effortless grace.] Well, this isn't fair. I didn't even get to check my hair. I wonder who this is transmitting to. You don't have to be shy, you know.
• Prose sample:
From a previous application:
Work was never easy, but some days were easier than others. Some days, he could come in, take his clients, and leave satisfied enough to catch a couple of hours of sleep before the roiling hunger of his own personal demon woke him with a rattle at the bars of its mental cage. Others, like today, he'd had to use the Hunger, the preternatural force entwined with his soul, and it was hungry.
Annette, chipper and happy as she always was on a hair day whispered the same secret desires to him she did every visit. Not to him, no. The Hunger knew as a ravenous beast scented a potential meal, it knew, and it told him. It teased him with images of ropes, spikes, melted wax, and the sweet whimpers of pleasurable pain she would make as he took her. It was difficult to ignore. The Hunger's urging was a subtle voice, sinister and sweet, at the edge of his mind. Take. Take. Take. Its voice was drowned by a tune he hummed mindlessly as he worked, an effort to stifle the urge to invite her to the back and have his way with her. He sipped at her psyche as it pooled so easily at his fingertips through the shampoo, the cut, her trust in him, her favorite stylist, easing the flow of her energy to his parched mind. The Hunger lapped it up and it was only through sheer force of will that he shoved it back into its mental cage enough to remove her smock at the end of the session.
He laughed with her, teased her playfully, and didn't notice he'd walked her to the door of the establishment until the chime cut through his revelry. She was smiling up at him, her eyes heavy with desire and he reached a hand to brush a stray bit of her hair behind her ear. It would be so easy to follow her home, to give her everything she dreamed of, and leave her a desperately addicted shell in the process. The demon raged and Thomas turned the rage-filled grimace he felt at the thing into a pleasant smile at his client, opened the door, his knuckles going white with the effort of staying put and bidding her a good day.
One day, the Hunger would win their mental battle. One day, it would break down the last of his mental barriers and drink the world as it so desired and what remained of Thomas would be no more.
But not today.
Note: When Thomas' Hunger touches another person, it learns all their deepest, darkest sexual desires. I'll provide a permissions post for this. Seeing as it can also be used to manipulate peoples' emotions, that will be included in the permissions post.
• Name: Heather
• Age: 18+
• Contact: vikael#0221 @ Discord
• Other characters: Antonio Vega
Character information.
• Character name: Thomas Raith
• Canon: the Dresden Files
• Canon point: post Cold Days
• Age: 45
• Canon background: Wikipedia is awesome
• Abilities: When Thomas isn't tapping into the Hunger, he is still super-humanly strong, agile, and fast, can heal very quickly, and see in the dark. He's skilled in the use of kukris (large, curved knives) and shotguns. Much to many peoples' surprise, he's very intelligent and capable of acting quickly in tense situations. He's also a hair-stylist.
The Hunger, which must be fed regularly through either sipping at human psyches or through the act of sex, greatly increases all his preternatural skills, but it's very taxing on his reserves. They allow him to regrow appendages. He can also extend psychic tendrils into the minds of potential prey, convincing them that what he wants from them they want to give, and can inspire the unbridled desire and lust in them. His demon makes him supernaturally beautiful and he's always surrounded by an aura of desire that makes women and men both follow him around when he's hungry.
His greatest strength, the demon, is also his greatest weakness. While other vampires are vulnerable to sunlight, holy water, crosses, and objects of faith, white court vampires are burned by the touch of one protected by selfless love. It burns them just like an acid.
He's no wizard, but he can cast a few of the simpler spells, he's trained as a hairstylist, is a strategist, and is very good at making a quick exit.
• Strengths: Thomas is cunning, adaptive, resourceful, and a gifted actor. He uses those gifts in various instances and situations, both to get his way and to keep people around him from knowing things he doesn’t want them to know. Those things can be as simple as keeping them from knowing exactly how smart he is or as complex as hiding exactly whose side he’s on. His personas are as varied as the people he’s deceiving, and they’re not mutually exclusive. Thomas’ deceptions leave even the person closest to him, his half-brother Harry Dresden, guessing as to what he’s really up to.
He is deeply loving and caring to everyone he holds dear, even if it isn't spoken of openly, and he would put his life on the line for anyone of them (save his father), even those who have wronged him. He has a resolution of will that is iron and nearly unshakeable when those he loves are threatened which gives him the strength to accomplish the impossible, such as overcoming the Hunger's desire to take Justine's life when she gave herself completely over to him when he was dying after being shot.
Even when hard-pressed, he is capable of keeping his thoughts even and methodical, coldly logical even when his emotions come into play. He uses this to his advantage when facing superior numbers or more powerful adversaries, diverting their attention from where his loyalties actually lie.
• Weaknesses: His loyalty and dedication are as much a weakness as a strength, often inspiring him to put himself in harm's way instead of sacrificing his loved ones. He's willing to do anything to protect the people he loves most, including deceiving them and even betraying them if that betrayal keeps them safe. While less so than before Justine was in the service of the White Court, Thomas is secretive with him, hiding from her things he feels could put her in danger or worry her unnecessarily.
While careful not to appear so to outsiders, Thomas loathes the Hunger and everything it makes him do and requires of him. What he longs for more than anything is a happy, normal life with the woman he loves more than anything, but he knows the demon makes that impossible and it leads to a self-loathing that can send him into fits of broody pique where he isolates himself and starves the Hunger, which is a double-edged sword in itself as a starving demon begins to feed on the mind of its host, making his emotional state even worse.
While capable of being pulled out of his emotional turmoil, he's prone to fits of isolationist self-loathing that his brother describes as "emo vampire spirals" and can easily lose himself to melancholy if left to his own devices.
• Nightmares:
Shagnasty - As Harry called it. There's a lot of Content Warning things that thing did to Thomas, but suffice to say he has intense PTSD from the ordeal.
He also carries the horrible nightmare of losing his humanity to the Hunger, which would mean losing himself and becoming nothing but a monster.
• Network sample:
From a previous game:
[The video clicks on to show a beautiful man of pale complexion and chiseled almost perfect, features. His storm grey eyes are scanning the surface of the device with a quizzical expression. Curtains of ebony ringlets frame his face.]
Sweet. Charon gave me an iPad. [He smiles, his teeth perfectly white.] Hell only uses Apple products. Heh. Go figure.
[His brow creases slightly that next moment.] And it's on. [His eyes dart to the upper-left corner of the device.] Transmitting...?
[He blinks, then he turns his gaze to the camera itself, sliding on a charismatic smile with effortless grace.] Well, this isn't fair. I didn't even get to check my hair. I wonder who this is transmitting to. You don't have to be shy, you know.
• Prose sample:
From a previous application:
Work was never easy, but some days were easier than others. Some days, he could come in, take his clients, and leave satisfied enough to catch a couple of hours of sleep before the roiling hunger of his own personal demon woke him with a rattle at the bars of its mental cage. Others, like today, he'd had to use the Hunger, the preternatural force entwined with his soul, and it was hungry.
Annette, chipper and happy as she always was on a hair day whispered the same secret desires to him she did every visit. Not to him, no. The Hunger knew as a ravenous beast scented a potential meal, it knew, and it told him. It teased him with images of ropes, spikes, melted wax, and the sweet whimpers of pleasurable pain she would make as he took her. It was difficult to ignore. The Hunger's urging was a subtle voice, sinister and sweet, at the edge of his mind. Take. Take. Take. Its voice was drowned by a tune he hummed mindlessly as he worked, an effort to stifle the urge to invite her to the back and have his way with her. He sipped at her psyche as it pooled so easily at his fingertips through the shampoo, the cut, her trust in him, her favorite stylist, easing the flow of her energy to his parched mind. The Hunger lapped it up and it was only through sheer force of will that he shoved it back into its mental cage enough to remove her smock at the end of the session.
He laughed with her, teased her playfully, and didn't notice he'd walked her to the door of the establishment until the chime cut through his revelry. She was smiling up at him, her eyes heavy with desire and he reached a hand to brush a stray bit of her hair behind her ear. It would be so easy to follow her home, to give her everything she dreamed of, and leave her a desperately addicted shell in the process. The demon raged and Thomas turned the rage-filled grimace he felt at the thing into a pleasant smile at his client, opened the door, his knuckles going white with the effort of staying put and bidding her a good day.
One day, the Hunger would win their mental battle. One day, it would break down the last of his mental barriers and drink the world as it so desired and what remained of Thomas would be no more.
But not today.
Note: When Thomas' Hunger touches another person, it learns all their deepest, darkest sexual desires. I'll provide a permissions post for this. Seeing as it can also be used to manipulate peoples' emotions, that will be included in the permissions post.