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Well, I don't really have a journal for my OCs, Dorian and Marcus.
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THEY NEED THEM
LIEK
NOA


OKAY HERE IS DORIAN:
A PIC of that BEEFY STUD
Name: Dorian Del'equa
Birthday: June 6th
Age: 27? (over 1400 years old actually)
Short Personality Description: Perverted at best, and while he loves to flirt and tease, he does know when he has overstepped his bounds. While acting like a horn dog, he is respectful and playful, never really meaning to insult. He can quickly change however, and become caring and sensitive when need be. That is his mask, which he keeps up almost all the time. His real personality..well...He's a bit reserved about himself, never wanting others to really know him too well. He likes his secrets and mystery. He feels it gives people to much leeway in manipulation, and, while he may be mean, he would never use someone for his own personal gain.
While perverted, he is actually very chivalrous, and would never allow a lady or sir have their honor smeared. He would rather throw his lot with the underdog.....

Body:Tall, and well built, has definite muscles, but not bulging, (MAYBE BULGING LOL).
Build:
Height: 5'10"
Ethnicity: French (as we know it named now), Or, as he would say, 'undefined'
Eye Color: Burgundy (like dark red wine)
Hair Color: Dark brown, like wet earth
Hair Style: Tidy, it about mid back length and is held together at the tip of his hair in a small ponytail (ref to come)
Jewelry: Gold ring on his pointer finger (right hand)
Piercings: None

Specifics:
Expression: Seductive
Status: Single
Orientation: Straight
Clothing Type: A dark red duster, with a black tee shirt. AND JEANS. OR~~~FORMAL~ He does wear a suit, in a dark red color, with a white cravat and gold pin.

History: Born in France around 600 AD, he was the son of a mistress and her master. Thus, he got little love, that is, until his father's only heir died. This made his father rethink his opinion of Dorian. Dorian became the sole heir, and was forced to abandon his books for his sword. (He was 9 at the time). Growing up as his father's b*****d heir, and always worrying that his father would have another son before his father died, Dorian poisoned his father's wine, and killed him. (Dorian was 13). At 14 He was officially the head of the house, and made quick work of sending away his 'step' mother. He then grew up become a ruthless lord. He did however, continue his education in the art of weaponry, and warfare.
At 17, he rose for local lord to the King's favorite, his ruthlessness and cunning ensuring his position.
However, this wasn't meant to last.
At 19 The king declared war upon a far off land, small in size and forces. Dorian was sent off to lead the king's forces to victory. Which never came. Turned out the small country had allies in th far east, and Dorian's forces were decimated.
Taken captive, he was treated like all captives were.
And was forced to obey or die.
It didn't take long for Dorian to give in and join his one time enemies. He asked only one thing, and that was not to have to fight his own country.
At 24, he had gained his captor's trust, to the point they became friends even. By this time, Dorian had abandoned catholicism, and became a devout personal believer, of his own version of God.
At 26, he started having visions of a woman telling his to protect a shine. Dorian told his friend/captor of this and was called a prophet. The shire had belonged to a Goddess of forgotten times, in the west, (what we now know as Egypt). Making a pilgrimage to the forgotten temple, he almost died upon arrival.
By pure luck and chance he found it, lost and half buried under sand.
Going inside, he had another vision, of where to go, in the dark caverns, far below the temple itself.
making his way down to the room shown in his vision, he was greeted by an old man, asking for money. Surprised, he gave the man what little he had and continued down....The man disappeared when he looked back.
Further down he say a woman trip, and offered to help her up.
She took, his had and mover up as he moved down.
And their, in front of the door, was a child, crying. Bending down, he asked the child what was wrong. the child merely held his knee. The boy had fallen and hurt himself. Bandaging the boy, he asked why he was their, and who the other people were. The boy told him to look behind the door, and ran off.
Opening the small, wood door, Dorian was greeted by something no man had seen for hundreds of years. Gold, piles and pile of gold. And in the center, a plain wooded casket.
Opening the casket, and ignoring the gold, he did not find a corpse, but rather a sword.
A simple iron sword.
Then...He died.
Killed by his captor. His friend, the doctor and lord, Hakim.
Death held nothing for Dorian, but, it was when he died his final vison came. It was the Goddess, nameless, offering him life, if only her served her.
Dorian, chose to live.
Given life again, he killed Hakim, and took the sword, far from the temple, where upon the outside, he meet the Goddess, given flesh.
Calling herself, Una, or the one. She told him his new duty. To direct mankind's fate the way it needed to. She told him his new title 'Keeper of the Words'. Word had the power the change destinies. To change the very course of history itself.
He was 27.
Returing to his home with his new powers, he was greeted warmly by his king, only to be tired an executed as a traitor. Of course..Dorian could not die. The blade would smash, the arrows would bounce off his skin. Dorian was immortal.
Fearful of this new power, Dorian fled his home, and went north, to the harsh land, where he eventually became a king of his own land.
100 years passed, and he had to move, People became fearful fo their ageless king.
At this time, He decided to live on the 'Otherplane' where his mistress, the Goddess lived. It is also at this time he became the Goddess's lover.
Content at his position as Keeper of Words and as the Goddess lover, around the 18th century, he made one of his usual visits to earth.
And fell in love.
Enraged that Dorian had left her for a mortal the Goddess chose a new Keeper of Words, Issac.
The Goddess ripped the power from Dorian, and gave it to Issac, and Issac's first job? Kill Elaine, Dorian's love.
Mortal, and brokenhearted, Dorian had no way to get his revenge.
Until the God showed up.
The natural counterpart to the Goddess, the God offered Dorian revenge, as Keeper of The Gates.


NOW ON TO MARCUS!
Main Pic
Ref Sheet?

He's a REALLY old OC, who name was such utter CRAP, I renamed him.

Lawl. The story behind him was:
Me: LOL lets make a comic! (this was my frosh year, mind thee)
My Friend (lets call him J): LOL Not me, U do et!
M: LOL KAY!
M: Wut 'bout thouh?
J: IDK, vampire. U liek vampires.
M: bt then it r b liek evrybody!
J: D8 LOL vampire liek thing?
M: LOL YESH. He be Alucard.
(Oh YES, I thought it was original at the time, but turns out, HOLY CRAP EVERYONE NAMES THEIR VAMPIRE OC ALUCARD! LULZ!)
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We were idiots then, and we still are. Thankfully we have matured, just a little bit.

So he was like, a Vampire.
Only not.
He 'wazza blood mage! 8D
OH SNAPPP~~~~

I have changed him since then. He's no longer a vampire, but what happens when a vampire tries to turn a person nowhere close to death. (In mythology the person must be close to death in order too be turned.) So he fought off the transformation and became some badass mofo blood mage guy. And over the years became a mob boss for Portland, Oregon.
Why Portland?
Because I know the city layout, and NYC and Chicago are GHEY for one another.
He's a womanizer, but suxxores at it.
He's a retard, but somehow runs a crime ring.
Even though he's a mob boss, he has strict rules. Like no drugs, or Hookers and Blow.
Okay, maybe hookers and blow.
But no drugs.
Why?
Becasue thats whut the other vampire thing dude does and they are rivals.
AND HIS STATS
Hair: Midnight Blue (close to black)
Eyes: Royal blue (or Pure black)
skin: light tan. choco creme almost
Coat: navy blue or royal blue. He just likes the color blue.
It could be forest green though.
Shirt: (when he wears one LAWL): black or dark green. Depends on the coat.
Pants: Jeans (dark), or black/dark green slacks) Camo pants when it suits him.
Guns: Handguns, no big bulky things. He also lurves his magnum. IDK what one, but he loves them
Boots: Black or Dark brown.



ANYWAYS.
He was born to his mother, a traveling merchant's daughter, and a spanish lord in the year 16-- ad. He was born with his father's hair, but with his mother's eyes and skin tone. When we was three, his mother died in Ireland and he was abandoned by his uncle on the steps of an old woman's home, (the merchant caravan thought she was a holy woman). The woman turned out to be a pagan practitioner and medicine woman, and he grew up fearing and worshiping the 'fair folk', (Seelie).
At 17 his foster mother died and he chose to become an apothecary. He moved from the country side to a feudal lord's domain and became the head of the castle's medical staff, (if you could call it that). It was at this time he fell in love with the Lord's mistress, the vampiress Morgana.
He reminded her secret lover until he was 23, when they were outed by a young priest. The lord demanded Morgana, to kill him with her 'lover's kiss', (bite).
She couldn't do it, so she chose to turn him. Sadly, he was no where close to death, and thus, fell into a death like coma.
Buried alive, he dug his way out later that light, reborn as a blood mage. Not a vampire, not a man.
The lord fled in terror of Marcus and his newfound powers, and he took with him many of the castle's staff.
Morgana retracted in fear of Marcus, as the only true thing a vampire feared beside true death was a Blood mage, as they could control a vampire's very will.
Thus Marcus was abandoned by both his lover and maker.
He chose to travel to the far east, hoping to find his uncle and family along the way.
He never did find his family, but, he did find he had become un-aging as time passed, though he could still be injured and possible die.
By his 30th year as a Blood mage, he had set up a very nice power structure in Cairo, and remained its unknown, nightly master for almost 100 years. Durring this time he grew to resent that which had made him, and vowed to kill any vampires he would meet.
Around 18--ad, he went to the new world, and set up a vampire hunting clan out of New York.
He remained as its head and leader for many years, despite his own immortal and 'demonic' status.
When a new opportunity arose for him to take power on the west coast, he chose to abandon the clan and make his 'claim' in the west.
He set up a tight power circle of tradesmen, and eventually left that too.
He went into hiding for about 50 years, in which he chose to extend his blood mage powers. It was at this time he accidentally was captured by a group of magicians in Washington, who tried to scalp him. The scars on his head are where the white hair grows, a constant reminder of how, even though he is immortal, he can still be killed.
Around the early 1900s he began setting up gangs and 'clubs' all along the west coat. And thus, remained as his 'families' head for many generations.
With the change of time, he has conformed to the ways, and now deals mainly in rare gems and priceless artwork. Though, that is not to say he hasn't given up many of his less than godly clubs and dealings...
Special Abilities:

Calling Blood: The ability to cause you to bleed to death from even the smallest of wounds
Adrenaline: Can make himself (or others), have a short burst of adrenaline, causing a small short burst or power.
Scent Change: Can use your bodies hormones against you. (Lust, fear, rage, ect)
Vampire Control: Can control any vampire by drinking a small portion of their blood.
Blood lust: Drink the blood of a vampire and, for a short while, gain that vampire's abilities.
Muscle Bound: Allows his muscles to do things no normal human could do. (ie: high jumps, long jumps, free fall w/o a chute)
Blood Weapons: Draw out blood from others, (or himself), and solidify them into weapons.
Iron Blood: Draw out natural minerals in the body to cause chemical reactions that would prove fatal. OR draw out the minerals and solidify them into weapons, (like Blood weapon skill).
Vampire healing: Use the blood of others to heal himself. (human or vampire blood)
Addiction: A latent ability that only works on some people. It causes a person to desire the touch, and power, of a blood mage. Any and all blood mages have this latent skill.
Regrow: Regrow body parts and organs using blood from others.
Replenish: Absorb the blood of others to fuel or heal one's self.