Katar Echorn
"The White Vampire"
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Give me your neck."
Vampire
-Stag
Skull Mask | Real Deer Antlers | Swan Pelt
-206 In Human years
-Scent: Blood, musk, burnt pine, cut grass
-Doesn't associate with fawns, finds them severely annoying
-Loves to hunt and lie in the shadows, listening
-Bisexual, leans more for males
-Loves to seduce others
-Typical wanna-be punk attitude. Serious ego issues. Gives pain instead of receiving.
-Can go a long long time without feeding
Was turned in the Victorian era. He was riding down the street at Dusk, and he was pulled into an abandoned building, his horse fell and he with it. His arms were seized and a newly turned vampire came and made himself known. Turns out the three of them were newly turned, and they had developed a lust really fast. Katar's neck was bitten and venom had found it's way into his veins. He was taken advantage of while being turned and that memory still haunts him when it can. He had fought his way from them and got to his horse. He whipped the reins and rode into the falling sun, into the fields and far from the city. He felt his skin go cold a day after his bite and his eyesight changed. Rode for days, leaving the buildings and industry behind and headed for the rural areas. Became a full vampire when he fed on sleeping farmers after 10 days riding through the countryside. His horse downed and he was alone in the woods. Kept walking until he felt an enormous weight knock the wind out of his lungs after stepping into a certain area of the woods. When he woke up, a light was glowing above his head, he had taken the form of a deer, and his hunger had vanished. He knew he was one of them, but he reached the Forest and took on his transformation into a stag before he developed a lust of his own. Luckily the Forest's magic took the ability to lust from him. He now feeds when he wishes.
100%
100%
Relations
Ratchet
Finds this stag very weird. Somewhat enjoys his company and amuses himself when being around him. Could see him being a possible friend if relations improve.
Lambchop
Saw this male as only another neck to bite and an intimate time. However, this one continues to surprise Katar in many ways. Eventually gave a heart felt talk and told of his story, of his haunting past. Doesn't know how to feel about him yet.
Bela
Finds many things interesting about the ancient vampire. Is somewhat intimidated with his presence but loves the fact that he's a vampire. Wishes to know more about him and his ways, and wants to seek his help to find out what kind of vampire the white vampire himself is.
Portraits of Me
He has a pale face with dull blonde hair. Short cut, much like male anime hair. Sickly eyes, yellow tinted with bloodshot look to them. Light colored antlers. White pelt with black small sock markings and glossy black hooves. Small scar on the back of his right leg from a fall. Skull mask optional.
This character is 100% IC.
Test 1 2 3 Testing 1 2 3
1 2 3
Testing
1 2 3
Bump
Bump, completely redone into
YOU BUTT. MY BUTT NOW. *RUBS*
MY BUTT NOW.
*RUBS*
(No subject)
Track! I would love Bela
I would love Bela to interact with him! It's been a while since he's met another vampire!
Yeah sure~ Feel free to have
sCREAMS
Bela was sitting quietly this
His pale eyes scan the darkness, scanning over sleeping figures aglow with their auras only visible to him.
@Maggot >3 @Nika Katar was
@Nika
Katar was walking idly along the forest. His eyes passed over the fireflies hovering around flower patches, their petals appearing dark and dingy. His eyes still appeared bright, their sickly hues never escaping them. The light of the moon gave glossiness to his white pelt, his black hooves blended with the darkness making it look like he was hovering with each step. He scanned his surroundings, being apprehensive of any other sign of life. As he was approaching the Idol, he saw a figure in the distance. It was hard to tell what it was, but it was a decent size. Katar let out a soft 'hiss' to alert of his presence as he stood by a patch of flowers, fireflies illuminating on his mask.
we are going to roleplay him
OKAI ;;
OKAI ;;
do you has skype or should i
Nope, no Skype~ If you want
If you want to, otherwise I can 8o
burp
Herp. Replied :U
-stalksss-
Eyyyy |D
|D
EYYYY MY HOMEY COM'ERE SISTA
(No subject)
OOC: I THOUGHT THE NIGHT WAS
For the ancient one, night was as clear as day. And after living for so long, his vision was superb. He saw the younger one approach him, immediately recognizing him as a vampire, for vampires auras were always black, but younger ones had a tinge of color around the edge.
Bela almost chuckled at the his. "Fear not," he said, his ancient accent reaching out to soothe the nerves of the younger, "I mean no harm."
((OH FACK FORGOT THAT
Katar walked forward a few paces and then stopped. He studied the looks of the vampire in front of him. It was quite clear what he was, then again Katar could say the same about himself. This one had the same pale face as Katar, and the noticeable fangs that make a vampire. He had to use his night vision to see the glossy black hair of the other. Katar smirked. "I could smell you a mile away old one. I have no fear of my own kind, in fact, it's good to not feel alone. The name's Katar Echorn." The vampire scratched his ear with his back hoof. He wondered just how many vampires roamed these woods. The stag in front of him was clearly an ancient. Katar was relatively young, but still considered an adult by all means. He sighed and pawed at the ground for a bit before asking, "Did you come alone? I ponder about other vampires in this forest."
OOC: -SOBS- HOW COULD YOU?
"I am Bela," the vampire said, his scaled, iridescent neck being illuminated by a few fireflies dancing around him, "It is a pleasure to meet you, Katar Echorn." The ancient one rised to be more polite, the giant stag's head nearly reaching the first branches of the trees. "I am afraid to say that I have come alone. It has been a while since I have encountered another vampire, though I have heard that there is another here, but u have not seen them," he said in a deep, stoic tenor, his "r's" rolling from his tongue.
((I DUNNO WHAT IS WHY I
Katar bowed his head to the ancient vampire before him and then looked up again. He studied the scale-like patterns rippling down the others' neck. He had never seen such a thing before. Katar assumed he had dragon or snake blood mixed with his venom. The white pelted stag felt disappointed when Bela said he was alone. He had longed to become part of a coven of vampires. Ever since he was turned, he had let time take him and form him into his species. Now he had been searching, searching for that undead family. "Pity. I seek a coven, 'tis why I asked such a question." Katar wondered what the intentions of the other were. Was he seeking what Katar sought? Or was he a loner, a vagabond trying to find his place in this forest? He didn't know, and didn't want to assume anything until the other had spoken, that is, if he wished to.
OOC: NOW YOU MADE A MESS WITH
The vampire returned the bow, polite as he always was. Bela then perked a brow, "A coven? I have not seen a coven in over 100 years, but I tend to steer clear of them. They tend to become blind to their humanity and also sometimes believe they are superior to all other beings." The ancient one sighed at this. "If I may ask, how old are you, Katar?"
((I'MSORRYI'LLCLEANITUP/soulm
"But vampires have little humanity. We are practically dead. Humanity is for societies that are normal. Covens develop a bond of kinship, as if it was family. We can't generalize them for being or feeling superior. If no other beings besides normal ones, then superiority reigns with vampires." Katar had a naïve way with wisdom. He was young, but he had some sort of experience. He knew what do to when he turned, most would've stayed where they were and caused chaos. But not Katar, he knew he had to flee his once human life. His ears perked with Bela's question. "My age? 206 years. Mind if I ask the same?" Katar didn't have a figure in his mind, but his senses all told him that the vampire before him was an ancient. He could hear it in his tone, see it in his looks. Most of all, smell it in his blood.
"While our souls turn black,
Katar listened intently to
Bela chuckled, "I suppose
A question had been nudging Bela to be spoken. "Do you stay around your 'Parent,' or have you or they broken that bond?"
Katar was stumped for a
"Hmm, how strange," he said,
"Tch. Trust me, there was no
Bela noticed the tension in
Katar felt a weight come off
"Yes, they do," he said, "And
Katar's eyes shifted for a
Bela's brow raised, "How
"To be honest with you, Katar, the information you have given me concerns me. I feel your change is far more dubious than you think."
Katar's ears perked up.
"If it was alright with you,
"Human realm? But we're deer
"I turn back into my human
Katar gulped and shifted his
The ancient on nodded at his
They had ended up through a grand mirror into Bela's bedroom. It was a very large bedroom with a large, black-curtained bed against the wall and heavy blinds to protect Bela from a solar demise. Bela stood beside Katar with a hand on his shoulder; the ancient one was a tall 6'5" and strong body; a body he had before he had changed. He still had those ghastly, pale lilac eyes, and he was clothed in a turtleneck, dark pants, and pointed Italian leather shoes.
Katar let himself be guided
Moving his hand off of his
Katar grimaced for a split
After sterilizing his hands
Katar flinched when Bela came
bawk
bawk