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| User: | drstrange (357444) |
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| Name: | Bastian Alexander Skyler | |||||||||
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| Bio: | NameBirth name given by his family Adrien Mathieu Laroque. He changed his name to Bastian Reginald Skyler. Date of Birth 1707 Age 300 Race/Species Fire demon Hometown Barcelona, Paris Physical description Dark hair -eyes: sparkling blue and at times dark royal -height: 6'1" -weight: 200 lbs Eye color changes with mood, from a blood red color, to a pitch black when angered. PB Julian Mcmahon Personality Complicated - On the inside he's dark, and elusive, always calm, and rational. He can hold a gaze that will leave one no choice but to look away as it will make one shudder. Hard to figure out what he's thinking as he can go from calm, and collected and without warning turn into something cold, cruel, and sadistically ruthless while always keeping a rational expression to his features, eerily so. He's cunning, and manipulative, yet charming and seductive only when he wants to be as he doesn't have to put forth much effort at all to seduce a woman. Bastian has a one track mind. pursues what he wants and doesn't stop till he's obtained it. Bastian wants what he wants and will never settle for anything other. Bastian enjoys the company of women, has many affairs, but that's all they are, and will ever be. He uses them to fulfill the void he feels inside, but then dismisses them like they were trash right after. He likes to drink fine bourbon. BDSM is his favorite game to play, though sometimes he can get carried away and what was once a game turns deadly. All things said, on the outside, he's turned a new leaf and is trying to obtain more human like personality traits. He writes a lot, rather then act on his desires, or give into his blood lust temptations. He attends AA meeting for support against his addiction, (the torturing and killing of random human beings in attempt to prove to his wife that he can be human like and that there is some good inside of him. ) Background In March of the year 1979, Adrien Mathieu Laroque, came across a lovely blonde-haired nun, Sister Mary Angelique. Fruit such as she was forbidden, but he wanted her. And he had her. Nine months later, Tatienne, and Tristian were born in the Nunnery, La maison du Saint, and in order to avoid being shunned by the church, their mother claimed she had been raped by a demon. The children were born in secrecy within the church, arrangements made for the mother and children to both be sent away. But the shame that Sister Mary Angelique felt, combined with the trauma of giving birth and the depression that sometimes accompanied that, drove her to an act of madness. On December 31st, 1979, the infants were taken to the River Seine and held under the water by their own mother. It was then that Adrien made his presence known, arriving just in time to save his children from drowning, and slaughtering her.. Tatienne and tristians mother. He then returned to his family home in Paris along with the infants who were hardly a week old at the time. On new years day, 1980, Tatienne and tristian were baptized into the Laroque family, bathed in the blood of six virgins, thus making them true Laroque', a family known for their dealings with the occult. For many years, they lounged in the lap of luxury in Paris. Tatienne was spoiled, given all the leeway in the world to do anything and everything she wanted. If she wanted something, she got it, as spoiled as her father had been and then some. She was an eternal child, a bit of a problem in her youth, giving her father a hard time anytime he tried to make her take a bath or a shower, yelling and screaming and throwing monstrous tantrums when she did not get her way, until eventually she grew out of that, at least to some extent, moving on to pouting combined with the silent treatment whenever it was called for. Tristian, on the other hand was more like his father. Very observing of others, calculating in every thought, and or motive. focused his efforts on learning the family business. As a young boy he stayed to himself, stood back watching and learning from his father. He paced, and whistled a lot of the time. Eerie tunes to the sound of his whistling. he took absolute pleasure, and joyful glee in watching his grand-father deal with those who'd betrayed the family, or had bad dealings. Tristian too, was spoiled, but he did not require as much attention from his father as his darling sister did. He rather enjoyed being left to his own devices. Though despite all of that, all the arguments and stubbornness, Tatienne grew to be very close to her father, very taken with him, and every chance she got she was curled up on his lap, wrapped around him, wrapped up in his arms, fiercely jealous of all the women that tried to take his time from her. She was a mere eight years of age when she killed someone for the first time, some scarlet-haired woman with eyes on Adrien, whom Adrien had, at the time, seemed to be rather taken with as well. And Tatienne would not have that. So she lured the woman with her innocence, played all coy and sweet and shy, Adrien's darling little daughter, and then she gutted her, spilling her blood, as bright red as her hair, all over one of her father's antique rugs. Was he angry? Of course not, at least not when it came to the woman, but the rug was another story all together, and Tatienne was not able to sit down properly for a week. She learned to be more considerate after that, only shedding blood in designated areas. It was also then that the games began. Tatienne, at nine years old, would lure men with her girlish innocence, a lust for petite beautés quite common, and the little orphaned child act. Once in the clutches of her father, he would use them to teach her, and tristian little lessons, various methods of torture, the wrong ways in which to do things, as well as the right ways. And by the time she and Tristian were ten years of age, their innovation when it came to luring people of both sexes as well as making them scream and cry and beg once in her grasp was quite astounding, a very precocious girl and boy who made their father very, very proud. It was a while after they turned ten that Adrien finally left Paris, and moved to the states, along with having changed his name. Leaving Tristian and Tatienne in paris. It was hard knowing that when he left he'd never see the children that had made him so proud ever again. Adrien faked his death, and once he was in the states he had his name changed and made a new life for himself. How this all came about was over the summer of that year, Adrien met a young, most beautiful and virginal girl who'd been on vacation with her family there in Paris. He took the time, what little time he could manage to sneak away to get to know her. he would walk with her, talk to her, and ask her many questions. Finally Adrien charmed her with his seductive sway, and slept with her the night before she and her family were to leave. It had been months after she left, and Adrien couldn't stop thinking about her, everywhere he turned, looked there she was. It was maddening how she'd consumed him. The thought of her touch, her scent, the sound of her voice...be it his eyes closed or open. He had to be with her again, had to see her, smell her, and touch her. He knew that he'd have to leave, disappear forever and not look back. he became obsessed, and that was when he made the decision. Spoke to his father, and arranged his own death. The only reason Adrien went to his father in the first place was because he knew that there was no running away from his father. that his father would find him, and put him through unimaginable amounts of torture. He left his two children in the hands of his father and the family. Adrien knew that Tristian and Tatienne would be looked after, and always have everything that their black hearts desired. Once Adrien made it to the states, he built a life for himself in New York city changed his name to Bastian Skyler. he found the woman that had been as pure as a holy angel when he'd met her in Paris...to his surprise she was four months pregnant. Bastian married her, and they fell deeply in love with one another. His wife was so kind, beautiful on the inside and out, it was impossible not to look into her eyes and not feel an overpowering lure of weakness. She was night, and day to Bastian, and there was nothing he'd not do for her. She gave birth to a son, and named him after Bastian. She'd always loved Bastian for who he was when he was with her. for the good she saw in him when his eyes pierced into her own. She always believed that he was her soul mate and that he'd found her because she was born to be with him. she held faith in Bastian and while she loved him for all of those reasons what he truly was, a demon, had taken a toll on her emotions, and their life together. It was heart breaking seeing the kind of man he was with her and their son, but then watch him turn into a heinous monster. So cruel and inhuman towards people. Bastians wife of course had no knowledge of whom Bastian really was, the kind of family he'd come from, or anything about his past life or the two children now grown, that he had left behind. When their son had turned two years old Bastians wife expressed how Bastian could not go on continuing to be so cruel and evil. that it wasn't good for their son, and it wasn't the life she wanted for either of them. She stressed how much she loved Bastian, and that she'd always be by his side and support him, but she loved the man he could be, not the demon he was. That prompted Bastian to go to school, do something human like. So, he enrolled at NYU, and for years he studied medicine becoming more and more knowledgeable. However, working around the sight and scent of human blood riled up the demon inside of bastian and he returned to his old ways and started going to clubs, shopping centers, school campuses luring men, and women only to lash out, torture and kill them whenever that lust for blood and death started to overtake him. His wife found out, and one two many times was the last time. She couldn't take it any longer. She took their son, and left Bastian. She told him that she loved him, but she just couldn't live a lie anymore. That no matter what he did, or how hard he tried he'd always be a demon, and the evil would always be inside of him. Bastian couldn't bare to hurt a single hair on his wife' head, so he let her go. Allowed her to take their son and leave. Bastian promised her that he would change, that he could be a better man. he would prove that the two of them were meant to be together. So, he took a job at The Tiberius J. Swann Detention Facility, a place that a colleague of his had recommended. Bastian took the job as the facilities doctor, and on his off days, or spare time he attends AA meetings for support in hopes that he'll one day over come the beast that leaves inside of him. He's learned to play out his dark and twisted fantacies inside of his mind without acting upon them. he'll choose a person, sit across from them, and visualize in his imagination all the things he would normally do to them, and then he'll keep log of it and write it all out in a journal he keeps. For the past few weeks it's been working for him, but an addict, always an addict. Will Bastians love for his wife out weigh his passion for blood and torture? Abilities: Create and manipulate fire, form streams of it from finger tips, rise the temperature in rooms, or his surroundings based off his mood. Is currently trying to obtain the ability of mind control antics. He's not very good at it, but can do it given the right person. If he can manage to confuse you, or catch you in a state of distress he can get inside of your mind for a few minutes at a time. it's easier when one is heavily intoxicated. Weaknesses Churches, anything holy, and cold weather, etc. Staff Position: Doctor in the medical ward Training/Experience: Has worked as a medical examiner, worked in the emergency room, and now specializes in neurology. Studied medicine at NYU. Housing Preference: Lives on site | |||||||||
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