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name: Josh
email: dragonsdream1@prodigy.net
Character's Name: Jesse Langstrom
Race: Vampire
Petition for Address: 1650 Ravenshore Drive
Family Members: None alive but his sire is Damien, but Damien doesn't know.
Friends' Names: He doesn't have any friends right now because of his nomadic life.
Alignment: Chaotic Light. His soul is good, kind, and gentle, but due to circumstances he has turned hard and rough.
Occupation: He has never had a job. He's had to steal to survive. He's what you'd call a street ruffian.
Intelligence: He is very smart, but doesn't like to show it. He's afraid it will "ruin his rep."
Sense of Humor: He has a very dry sense of humor.
Tastes in food drink and clothing: Jesse likes the expensive stuff, but will eat just about anything.
Fears or Phobias: He doesn't fear much. He is afraid of spending eternity alone, but has never found that special someone. His attitude tends to keep everyone at a distance.
Philosophy of Life: "I do what I have to, to survive. I hunt, I steal, I kill. It's no different from the wild plains."
Date and Place of Birth: Jesse was born in New York in 1784. He was reborn in 1801.
Physical Description: Jesse is about 6'0" and has blonde hair that falls just below his shoulders. He has light grey eyes and unusual features. The are soft yet defined. Because of this he tends to catch the eye of both males and females, but he's straight as an arrow. He only has one "outfit". This outfit consists of a very liberally worn Megadeth T-Shirt, blue jeans with holes in both knees, black combat boots, and a red plaid flannel usually tied around his waist. He also has a walkman that he is almost always listening to. He also carries a beat up backpack in which he carries his entire life.
Strengths and Weaknesses: Being that his sire is Damien his strengths are: Extraordinary strength (He can bench press 350 pounds) and telekinesis. His weaknesses are: salt water and draining.
Brief History: Jesse was born in 1784 to a loving mother and a hate filled father. From the time he was born his father made his disdain for Jesse known (Although, like most people, he doesn't remember anything until his third year). For as long as Jesse could remember, his father physically abused him relentlessly. After each beating, his mother would sneak into his room and tend to his injuries, which was quite unheard of for that day and age. When Jesse was 5 his mother stopped cleaning his wounds as she was bedridden, her body riddled with cancer. She died before he turned 6. After she died the abuse became 100 times worse. Jesse put up with it for another 5 years. When he was 11 he was being tortured and beaten and knew if he didn't do something, he would not live to see the next day. He gathered enough strength and focused long enough through the darkness threatening to overtake him. He aimed through the blood running freely into his eyes and thrust the knife he had clutched in his hand into his father's stomach. When Jesse regained consciousness he found his father's cold lifeless body laying on the kitchen floor in a puddle of blood. He ran to his room, packed a few things and left. He survived on the streets by stealing and sometimes taking his anger and abuse out on others. One day when he was 13 he met up with a couple who opened their home to him. They considered him their son and he learned to call Damien and Jade, Father and Mother. He never knew what they really were until his life changed at 17. When he was 17, their home was invaded by a group calling themselves the Movement for Human Rights (MHR). They were rebels who killed all those who were not human. Damien and Jade weren't home to stop the attack. The MHR beat, kicked, and stabbed Jesse repeatedly and left him for dead. About 15 minutes after the MHR left, Damien and Jade returned home, finding Jesse near death on the living room floor. Damien took Jesse in his arms and sank his fangs into his neck. Hearing angry voices outside he rushed to finish the process. Slicing his own wrist, Damien, shaking, tried to drip the blood into Jesse's mouth. The door exploded inward and Jade pulled Damien away whispering, "We have to go." Little did Damien know, some of the blood trickled into Jesse's mouth. Jesse awoke to an empty, ransacked house and set out again. For 200 years he has been living on the streets trying to find those he called Father and Mother.
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