Post by Marc Ravenel on May 23, 2008 13:29:44 GMT -5
Marc Ravenel
Behind The Screen.
OOC Name: Goergia
Age: 16
Role Playing Experience: 3 or so years
Other Characters: Roman B, Jos W
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The Character Basics.
Full Name: Marc Damien Lucien Ravenel
Nickname(s): Marc
Age: Looks around 25 but is actually 241
Birthday: November 23rd 1764
Race: Vampire
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Underneath The Clothes.
Likes:
-Stargazing
-History
-Time by himself
-Romance
-Theatres & Plays
-Art & Painting
-Women
-Walking
Dislikes:
-Too much company
-Stupid people
-Parties
-The other vampires in Dark
-Talking about himself
-Gossip
-Being corrected
Personality:
Marc can either be an open or a closed book, it all depends on what he thinks of you. His first impressions are usually spot on and will make up his mind in an instant whether to get to know you better or just give up. If he decides to think badly of you, then you'll be the worst for it. As a very intelligent man, he is constantly alert and aware. He has a temper that shows occasionally though he doesn't like it. He's not a man to cross.
If, on the chance that he makes an effort to talk to you or you catch him off-guard, then you might just learn to get to know him. He is a fiercely loyal and devoted person, trustworthy and honest (almost brutal when he feels it is needed). He makes a very good listener and confidante, ready with sound and logical advice. He can also be a good deal of fun, if he's in the mood. On the other hand, he can be quite stubborn and set in his ways and opinions, which sometimes doesn't do him any favours.
Marc is also quite the traditional romantic, though he doesn't let his heart go easily, not at all. With more principles and morals than the entire clan of vampires put together, he can often come across more human than he is. He doesn't stand for injustice or wrong, which is why he is in so much trouble already. When it comes to women, Marc is quite gallant, ready to assist if he can. He enjoys their company though longs to find that special "one".
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Skin Deep Thoughts.
Height: 6ft 3"
Weight:
Hair Color: Dark brown/Black
Eye Color: Brown/Black
Body Type: Muscular
Celebrity Claim: Brandon Routh
Other: None that come to mind
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At The Back Of The Mind.
Family:
Arlette Penelope Lucie Ravenel {Mother}{deceased}
Marc Damien Fabian Ravenel {Father}{deceased}
Celestine Penelope Fabia Ravenel {Sister}{presumed dead}
History:
The Ravenel family were one of the highest ranking noble families in all of France. They held close ties with the royal family and had done for centuries. Their pedigree was unshakablely pure and nothing could tarnish their reputation. The family was soon dwindled down to Marc and his young wife Arlette, though it soon increased once more. Not long after their marriage, no more than a year, they gave birth to a boy on the 23rd of November, 1764. Named after his father, his middle names came from a mixture of both his parents to form Marc Damien Lucien Ravenel. Only a few years later, a sister was born to the Ravenels named Celestine and the family was completed.
The children enjoyed a very secure and stable upbringing. Their father was quick to instil all kinds of morals and principles in them, especially in his son. Marc and Arlette never held back on their education, giving both of them as equal opportunities as possible. They both proved to be intelligent, though their boy had a creative streak a mile wide, which was soon nurtured through painting lessons. They continued like this for many years until their world began to crumble around them.
The year was 1789, the French people were rising up around their social superiors more and more violently. Marc was 24 by this time, little Celestine was not so little anymore at 22 and already engaged. He had gone out of the city that night, as he usually did, to stargaze, which he could only do in the countryside really. The route was familiar to him but as he passed through the dark woods, something struck him as odd. All of a sudden, he was being wrestled to the ground, no mean feat by anyone's measures, and two gleaming fangs sunk into his neck. He managed to throw the creature off him but the damage was done. He was a vampire.
Many a night Marc has spent wondering why he didn't stay at home. Deep down, he knew this was because he had a sudden urge to leave, as if something was not right. He had attempted to persuade his family to come with him but they had no desire to travel out on such a cold night. Regretfully, he left without them. On returning to the house after the encounter with the vampire, he found it empty and in a complete disarray. None of the servants could be found and there was no sign of his family. A neighbour rushed in to tell him that the French people had ransacked the house and imprisoned the family.
He must have passed out from the shock or something, for he did not wake until later that night and all too late to save his family. They were dead, executed without second thought and he should have died along with them. There was a warrant on his head, Marc had no choice but to leave France. Packing his belongings, he made one last visit to where their remains lay. His mother and father were in clear sight, his sister must have been moved to be with her fiance. Either way, he could not stay long.
He boarded the next boat for America, all his wordly goods packed into two boxes. He sold whatever valuables were left previously and had placed all the money into a bank account, set up by a good friend in America. For a while, he remained in Washington as he got to grips with his new found powers. Then, two years ago, he made the move to Dark. Since, he has become quite the outsider given his unnaturally more human views and tendencies. Already on bad terms with the leader, Darcy Dartagnan, it does not help matters that he is a secret admirer of his cousin.
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Forgotten Somethings.
Anything Else: Nope
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