Post by PAUL VULCAN on May 21, 2011 16:03:57 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://oi55.tinypic.com/2mquefl.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] MYNAMEIS: Paul Xavier Vulcan (originally Paul Xavier Gabriel) CALLME: The Southern Maniac, Bloody-Paul, Death, Grim, General ILIKE: women IAM: one-hundred seventy, some say he’s still twenty-one BORNON: April 19, 1842 SPECIES: Vampire WHAT TYPE: The only kind that should exist, wild. ======================================== PLAYEDBY: Paul Walker HEIGHT: 6’8” WEIGHT: 227 lbs MYHAIR: It would be a lie to say that his hair is none deceptive. Paul Vulcan carries the golden boy look that old a movie star should have with blond hair that now sits short and usually rests on his head. Originally he wore it long as any gentlemen would in the 1800s, it curled at the ends almost perfectly to even make him an attractive man back then. He prefers his hair shorter now considering he looks more clean cut and more trustworthy. MYEYES: The red eyes that have seen so much destruction are more than red, they are crimson. They are hidden in a cold and analytical like stare to keep the true emotions that hid underneath the surface. His eyes hold more to them as they are analyzed by another knowing eye. There are layers and layers of guilt and anguish locked in Paul Vulcan’s eyes…. But it’s not for the souls that he has murdered. MYFACE: Paul has a very handsome face with a slightly squared jaw and a strong chin. His cheek bones are slightly high, but it combined to make the rather appealing face. His face seems frozen in a stoic apathy that unnerves the individuals around him at all times. He has the strong face of a soldier that has seen too much and knows all things that man never wants to know. MYBODY: Paul is built like a menacing giant. He isn’t quite the line backer state that some of the vegetarians that he’s seen happened to be but he is built like he was once an athlete in his life. He was a soldier and thus his body is toned to be strong and frightful for his adversaries, beyond that, he is very tall which makes him seem all that much bigger. SPECIAL: On Paul’s shoulder, he has an inward dent etched into his stone build where a Minie-Ball from the Civil War pierced through his shoulder and shatter his collar bone right before he was turn into a vampire. Strangely enough, there is no exit wound, so it is safe to say, that the bullet is still lodged into his shoulder bone, forever trapped in his stone build. Oh, and in a recent development, he’s missing part of his right arm. ======================================== ILOVE:
VIOLIN- Not the fiddle, he plays the violin, classical. He doesn’t play it often, especially since one of his arms is kinda… gone…. FIGHTING- Served in the war, one would hope that the boy could fight to some extent, even if that fighting was just a bit off of what most would consider fighting these days. Paul was an excellent fighter in life and in ‘death’, he’s really only had time to learn to fight for his survival in his. He’s getting particularly good at the foreign styles that he was not able to get in the US during the 1860s, especially with the multiple wars that he participated in. ACTING- This is a rather unknown fact about Paul, he’s very good at pretending his someone that he’s not—thus.. acting! He isn’t awkward in speech nor seem arrogant when he is being someone he’s not. This makes an excellent way to conceal his identity PIANO- Classical music, he can still manage to play with one hand. AMBIDEXTROUS- Lucky son of a bitch—since his writing hand got chewed off… SEX- This is one of those hidden talents that Paul doesn’t share too often, at risk of sounding arrogant. He knows how to please a woman… for a long time…. Destroying lots of property. Making buildings never the same. No one really knew that Vulcans were excellent lovers well… until the wedding reception  Just remember, he’s a big boy. Paul doesn’t really brag about this much, mostly because he thinks men who brag about their sexual ability have small ‘tools’. MENTAL TORTURE- Call it a mind game, Paul has the innate ability to get under people’s skin and torture their minds until they go insane… he prefers mental injury to physical, seeing as mental injuries are harder to heal. INTIMIDATION- you too would be intimidating if you were 6’8” with the ability to kill a person with the flick of your wrist. READING- He has a lot of time, might as well read. WRITING- This is what Paul calls his therapy hour… he usually writes out everything out of sheer frustration. POWER: MENTAL DAGGERS- A telekinetic power that creates knife like points that dig into human and werewolf flesh and cause the same effect as a knife wound even if Paul is across the room and unable to touch the victim. The daggers are as effective as werewolves’ teeth at tearing a vampire apart. Each dagger is limited to about eighteen inches of blade length and when the imaginary 'hilt' his it's end, Paul cannot force the dagger all the way through as though it was one continuous blade. It has been recently that age has started to unlock more of the powers that come with this, he can currently only summon five daggers at a time, and he does not have perfect aim with it, especially with none stationary targets. It’s basically like throwing daggers only with his mind. After fifty or so years, another Dagger will be added to his summoning power. ABOUTME: The perfect soldier is how they always described Paul Vulcan. He has the intelligent to follow and carry out order but also the wit to communicate important information to the higher commanders. He’s also a very stubborn man, willing to die for his cause—actually he’s more likely to KILL for his cause than actually dying. As long as he feels very strongly about it, he will do anything to see that orders and ideals are carried through. He is very comfortable with killing; so having to do this never much bothers him when it comes to being a soldier. He has a policy about letting people get in the way—basically if you get in the way, you may lose an arm and if you don’t like that, then tough. To add to this notion, Paul seems to keep himself very apathetic, but he is very capable of emotions and when he feels them he feels them strong but his surface never shows the peak of interest that his mind truly feels. He seems to be a very cold individual, both physically and emotionally and most people never get passed that icy exterior. It is a strange sort of oxymoron within Paul, he is loyal to his cause, but loyal to one person first- himself. The mystery begins with that simple definition. No one knows where he lies anymore, formerly being the most loyal individual that one could ever have in their cabinet or advisory board, he is now a confusing mix between being loyal and a traitor of his old cause. One can find comfort in his cold front as the complexity that hide beneath the hardened surface would cause any sane individual great madness just trying to define the man behind the name Paul Vulcan. Though, surprising, beyond his cold front, he has a somewhat of a sense of humor, something that most people would be surprised to find out about Mr. Vulcan. However, there is even more mystery to him and some of that lies in his past; Paul is what you would call the traditional Southern gentlemen, holding the door for a lady, taking his hat off in the house, saying yes ma’am and no sir, without a single blinking second. He also has a bit of hospitality that can be eerily inviting though most believe that this cannot be trusted. He believes generally in his own gentlemen hood and believes that a man should never lay a hand on a lady. Paul knows that there are rules to life and battle that one cannot ignore now more than ever. Before he felt like a foolish child compared to what he knows now. He has dedicated his life to obeying the rules of the vampire world as compared to the old ‘don’t get caught, don’t get punished’ legacy that he wanted to uphold. He still is not above playing dirty in a hand to hand fight but there are some things that have changed about Paul Vulcan and thought that isn’t one of them, he does refrain from such behavior now a day. Paul has finally learned from his past and though he us to be knows to mentally torture an innocent person, but he keeps it hidden well under his cool guise; he no longer seems to show any interest in dong such things. It is still his personal belief to let no one get in the way… and if that means someone has to die so his path is clear… so be it. ======================================== BORNIN: Clarkesville, GA LIVING IN: Baton Rouge, LA MOTHER: DELILAH GABRIEL [NEE XAVIER]-she was a good soul to a boy who probably didn’t really deserve it. In the end her own husband killed her in 1852 FATHER: STEPHEN GABRIEL- he made himself Paul’s enemy, and in the end, Paul won. Stephen was changed by Paul in 1866. He killed Paul’s look alike when Christian hide his departure. In the end, Paul killed him, but pinned it on one of the Devilles so he would not be rediscovered. SIBLINGS: Alas, Paul was a only child, which saved him from an insane asylum. THEKIDS:
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GOODMEMORY: He couldn't fight him. This was going to be so interesting. Paul strapped the elderly slave down to the table and took out the saw and began to explore. He didn't know that he could see so much red in his entire life. He knew that he would get thrashed for this later but for the moment, it didn't really matter to him. He knew the fun would end soon, he had the light on and someone would want to see the doc. He didn't want to get beaten so he turned off the light quickly. Paul had been scared when he yanked the body off the table and it unceremoniously fell in half, like a magician had worked his magic or something like that. Paul pulled the body back together and ran for it with it, finding a spot behind the old tavern after blowing out the light. He had to think back to his grandfather's funeral to get anything out of this burial.. the fun wouldn't start until the next day. BADMEMORY: His best laid plan had not worked, Stephen had taken roll call on his slaves. Paul didn't like Stephen, even if he was his father. He didn't like him. He didn't like him either, which was a reason why the two couldn't like one another. He came in half drunk with his shot gun in hand. Paul didn't like that so he scurried to the corner with the speed of a jack rabbit. His heart was pounding in his chest. His parents started to yell at one another. Did he just accuse his mother of being an abolitionist! That dirty rotten mouth skunk! Not his mother! No never- CRACK The butt of the gun hit his mother in the mouth. Paul was dumbfounded. The liquid that he couldn't see enough last night was now pouring out of his mother's mouth. He felt his dry tear ducts begin to moisten, his stomach churned, he was close to vomiting. Stephen threw the shotgun to the floor and started to use his hands, one, two, three, four, five, a scream, six, seven- she stopped moving. Paul looked up at his father and then at his mother. He felt the unfamiliar tears rolling down his face now... how dare he! Paul jumped forward and struck his father... to no avail the plump older man grabbed his son's wrist and threw him into his room... Paul could do nothing more from there. Fast forward a good hundred and fifty years, give or take. Danna had been very focused on the war… Paul had been focused on the war too, but as much as he focused on the war, he also focused on his engagement. For the first time in a long time he was actually happy with something, he was wandering around the Hell house. The worst thing in the world happened to him in that moment… he remembered the other two… he remembered Sivious and how in love Danna had been with him when they were married. Sivious had been the world to her; he had been the one that she wanted more than anything. Paul remembered hating him to the point of wanting to kill him on multiple occasions, especially the way the man treated his own son. He thought about how Danna had found a new lover…. Cheating on Sivous with Zourok… or whatever the hell his name was, that one guy is what he usually referred to him as… in most cases, Paul hated him. He hated him for having Danna… he hated him for being so neglectful; he hated him for hurting her. Paul had been her confident… but one of the things he hated the most about Zourok was that he took her away… when he did, Paul left, there was nothing keeping him there, he had to escape himself, and he did. He came back to find that Zourok too was gone… and Danna was not ready to move on, but she’d slept with her brother… a practice that Paul condemned morally but he didn’t really speak out about it. Then he began to realize that he too hated Judas for some reason, a reason he couldn’t put his finger on… and by god, he’d fallen in love with her. He’d run from the assumption at first, mostly in rage at himself and partially because he thought that he needed to get away from the situation before he killed Judas… luckily he did not kill him, but he did return… he returned and admitted that he loved her. Things had gone wonderfully from then one… things couldn’t have been better… but now he was alone to think… Sivious, Zourok… hell even Judas, hadn’t they stood in his position? Hadn’t they felt the same thing? Hadn’t she felt the same thing for them…. Was he just as doomed as they were to a failed relationship? Paul’s emotions tied in the back of his throat. Would she cheat on him, or simply leave him? Would another man simply appear or would another lover come back and suddenly he would have to return to old news? The more he thought about it, the most scared he became of losing her. Unlike the previous husbands, Paul could not bring himself to try to manipulate Danna with the cruel and unorthodox methods that they had used, such as beating her, finding wife beating repulsive, did that mean that his relationship would end faster because he refused to do such things? The more he thought the more frenzied he became, and without thinking, he wrote the note… he said that he couldn’t do it… he just couldn’t do it… he couldn’t be the third divorcee, the one that was too passive, the one that wouldn’t hit her, the one that refused to try…. And he ran… and he ran… and he ran… until he was all the way in Belgium, his son, Gus, at his side, having killed his father who thought he was dead… and he realized he had made the worst mistake of his life. HISTORY: During a dark era in American history, the heir to the Gabriel fortune and plantation, Paul Xavier was born to a loving mother named Delilah and a pompous father named Stephen. Paul was born in a time in the US when the economy of the southern United States was made up greatly of farm with the main crop being cotton. Being born and raised in Georgia with a vast fortune from their cropping business and trading deals, Paul’s family naturally had a great deal of slaves who were terribly mistreated by Paul’s father. Paul was taught to beat them as any boy who would inherit the farm and have to keep his slave in line would during childhood. A ‘sheltered childhood’ was never an option for the young boy; Stephen spent much of his time drunk and physically would take his aggression out on the slaves he owned. In his youth, Paul bared witness to many acts of great violence, all that were justified with the right of a man to his property. Watching his father perform such acts on his slave made Paul more attracted to the idea of forcing someone into submission through brute force, he sought such actions out personally and often aided his father in beating the slaves to win Stephen’s approval and learn the ropes. In the twenty-first century, the actions taken by Paul and his father would be labeled almost sociopathic and both would be labeled as threats to society; however, Paul’s actions were far more pronounced than Stephen as Paul did not cringe at the screaming of any man, even those who were white skinned. In the words of a dear friend of Mr. Gabriel, there was something that wasn’t quite about Paul; he wasn't right in the head. The boy was very young when he began to find his crimson lust. His fondness for violence came when he realized that through the act of mercilessly beating someone he could achieve the color that he insanely wanted to see, the dark red color of blood. Stephen Gabriel, utterly aware of his son's obvious psychosis, wanted to have Paul sent away to an institution where he could be locked away as the family's dark secret but Delilah would not allow it. She found favor in Paul's eyes as she defended Paul's undeniable right to live in his own home with his family. After Stephen back down from sending away their child, she began to purposely buy the boy things that were red, particularly blankets that he would keep with him until the color had faded and the fabric was torn. Stephen did not like that she was promoting his obsession, but did not dare cross her. Paul first killed a man long before he was a soldier. At ten, an elderly slave the belonged to Paul’s father collapsed in the fields. Paul had been taught to punish the slaves when they collapsed or refused to work. Today, there was a particular curiosity about the boy that could only be fulfilled through a trip to the now closed doctor’s office. The haggard slave could not fight the young and strong southern boy from taking him away; his exhaustion and illness made him a prime subject for Paul. The young plantation heir brought the slave into the doctor's office, breaking in through the back as he had gone through before delivering honey to the doctor from his mother to keep him from being submitted to the same boring thing every day. He found the operation room and shut and locked the door. He laid the sickly man on the gurney and went to find the doctors equipment. The process was long and probably very painful for the victim. There was enough light for the demented Paul to see the parts of the body, and the slave never even screamed, afraid that if he did, he would get a worse punishment from the boy's father. Once satisfied with what he’d done, Paul took and disposed of the deceased body, he snuck out behind the local tavern, where the drunks could have noticed him but no one would have believed them and dug the hole just as the grave keeper had done for his grandfather's funeral, eight feet long six feet deep, the heavy traffic behind the tavern would make up for the lack of grass. Paul washed his hands clean and returned home without question from his parents. Trouble began when the doctor arrived to the bloody mess in his office, the operating table and saw were covered in blood from an unknown source. The sheriff and all of the towns’ men were never able to track down the person who had caused the mess, as forensics at this time was near none existent. There was no body to be spoken of and even if they found the mangled corpse they wouldn't have done anymore but acknowledged it. Stephen discovered that his slave was missing early that morning when he did a count on them. Looking for a scapegoat on his wife to get rid of her anyhow, he blamed her for the missing slave, accusing her of helping with the Underground Railroad and with Paul sitting only a bit away brutally beat her until she was dead. The towns people turned their cheek to it because Mr. Gabriel was such a high figure in their society and if she had been accused and found guilty, someone would have done it anyway. Paul, who adored his mother, found a new enemy in his father. From that day forward, they would never see eye to eye. By eighteen, Paul was seeking a place to live independently. In 1861, when Paul was almost 20, after the acts of both the Union and Confederacy, the American Civil War broke out. To get away from his father, and be a loyal Georgian, Paul joined the Confederate Army and served under General A.P Hill. Truthfully, he held no position on the issue of Slavery or popular sovereignty for that matter. He just wanted to see the colors of battle. There were two major Paul was at such battles as the Seven Days Battle, Antietam and most importantly, Gettysburg. He came back only once when he was about 22; he met and impregnated his soon to be wife and then ex-wife, Rosemary with his twins, Augustus and Anthony. Paul learned about his sons through letter only, and was proud to be a father, swearing not to be anything like his own. On July 1, 1863, Paul served under the Rebel flag while standing on the low ground in Gettysburg. On the second day of combat, adorning the rebel uniform; Paul was shot. The agonizing pain of a minie ball piercing through his shoulder sent him to the ground alone, but the fact that he could no longer breathe was worse. One of his lungs had been destroyed by the blast. Then, he felt some sort of burning in his shoulder, as if something had bitten him in his last moments. His ‘death’ was rather grizzly having not died immediately. For the last time, as a human, Paul fell unconscious. The three days of hell like burning and thrashing were nothing to the high he felt went he woke the third day. His body was different hard and bond for attack. He felt powerful, invincible even. The stone wall that hit him had now become him, his body was cold and smooth and his eyes could see the smallest of details as if he had been blurry all of his life. The native Georgian stood up in such speed that it shocked him that he could accomplish such a feat when injured. He felt his shoulder for the bullet and discovered no wound. Paul caught his reflection in the mirror. He discovered that his eyes were different, and were now more pleasing then the rich blue they'd one been. His eyes were dark red, the color of blood. His attacker, however, had topaz eyes, and he seemed very elegant. He explained who he was, a vampire. He told Paul that he too was a vampire. He said that Paul need not fret about attacking humans that he would be able to live off of animal blood. Paul reluctantly went under the wing of the man who turned him and slowly became a vegetarian vampire. Paul never enjoyed hunting animals, but his master was pleased that he did so with him. He talked about forming a coven during their three years together. After being under the man’s wing for two years, and officially being out of his new born stage, Paul decided to take matters into his own hands. He declared that he no longer wanted to drink animal blood, that he would try his own way and learn what he wanted to do from there. His master was not amused, the two argued and fought for what seemed to be days until Paul ripped him apart and set him on fire before fleeing to go home to his father for one last visit. Stephen welcomed his missing son with open arms, realizing just how much he missed the boy when he was gone. He was shocked however, to find that his boy returned with black eyes instead of the curious blue that they had always been. Within moments, Paul was chewing through his own father’s neck, lapping up the blood, he let it cover his arms and hands and even his face as he mutilated, and killed his father until there wasn’t a drop left in his body. He went on a rampage on the plantation, killing all of the slaves and helping hands, even killing several confederate soldiers that were residing at his father’s home before escaping and going into the country side. His once amber eyes were slowly turning deep red and he was pleased again. After killing Stephen, he went to Rosemary’s and met his young sons, he admitted what he was, warning Rosemary that he could kill her at any time. He married her that night making right on his rightful duties as a father to make his children fathered. Of course, Paul was a different man when he came back and Rosemary was aware that he must stay away from the children when his eyes were black. Though he inherited his father’s plantation, he did not move his family there, knowing very well that the place was a bloody mess. During the years, Paul worked as a cornier wherever the family went, finding it just as easy to suck the blood from the dead as it was to take it from the living. He became very good at covering up his tracks and making the bodies seem unscathed. However, his favorites were the ones he cremated, as he could be extremely messy with them. He never cleaned that room, nor allowed anyone else in there… no one that would ever come out alive at least. Murder charges never graced Paul. Of course, back at the home front, he made sure that his children were well educated. His young wife, meanwhile, began to beg him to change him, and the night she turned twenty-four he did. Much to his horror, she almost attacked their children, a crime that he nearly killed her for, but instead dragged her away from them. He was sorry that both of his poor boys had to witness the horror of their mother becoming a monster. It became obvious that Gus realized that he was not human and began to ask to be changed himself. Paul refused to do so when Gus was small. Young at the time, Gus was more eager than his shy brother Tony, who seemed to be a bit off in the head. The family didn’t care much that Tony wasn’t as sound as the others, Paul refused to send him to an asylum as he was still his son and no son of his would ever have to deal with the fate that he would have had to deal with if his mother would have barred his father another child. Paul was particularly fond of both of his children. He often taught them how to properly hunt and constantly made sure they were well fed and strong. Paul insisted that they were both properly educated and paid for a private tutor and a scholar that would teach his children the finest. Also, because Gus had sleeping problems, Paul would allow the young boy to crawl into his lap during the sticky hot summer to be close to the coolness of his flesh, from there, he would rock him until he would fall asleep as a small child. Paul usually had to catch Tony to get him rocked and put to bed. When the boys turned fourteen, Rosemary decided that she wanted freedom from Paul, as their relationship was solely based on the children, and in a manner that infuriated Paul to no end, she did not love the boys as much as he had. She only stayed with them because she was too stupid to do anything herself; in fact, Paul had to change her new lover. She finally left them when the boys were twenty-five and already well trained vampires. After Gus forced a change by winning immortality in a game of billiard, Paul changed Tony. In the early 1900s, Paul and the family decided that Gabriel, the name of an archangel was not the last name to keep do to his feasting nature. He instead chose the name Vulcan, after the Roman god of fire and smithery. The name was to honor his favorite kinds of body preparing, cremation, as he does not have to behave taking blood from them. This name was also how he managed to avoid the young Virginia, who he had slept with in a bout of stupidity. He never saw or heard from her again, nor is he aware that he has a half vampire son that is somewhere wondering around in this world. Mr. Vulcan and soon just his children traveled from city to city from then on. He left with what was on his back, according to those whom lived around him. He walked through life, without a dime that he carried with him. All of the money was invested in different banks and written off into inheritance of the family with the woman that reminded him the most of his mother. Every fifty years or so after he left, he sent a letter to the bank stating that Paul Vulcan had died of a heart attack and was cremated. He’d then send fake ashes. He and the boys participated in most every war since the civil war that they could participate in, including World War I, for a brief moment, Paul took a few casualties of his own to be killed by an 'animal' attack. They were also recruited for World War II and Paul feasted on deceased soldiers before he got them ready to go home for a proper burial while the boys ate German soldiers. War was always a scapegoat for death; he often used it to make himself look dead and then would return home through his own means. Paul has pictures of him in every uniform he dressed in. He was never significant enough to make history books, but he always looked the same. No one ever picked it up, as those who would have by the next war wouldn't be able to attend or would be deceased. After the discovery of Forks, Paul packed up the family and moved out noting a significant population boom. He had no idea that when he moved to the area he would meet not only his half vampire son, but the woman that would change his life forever, Danna Deville. For the longest time, Paul was a loyal member of the Deville Coven taking one long leave of absence to bond with his son. His life with them was pleasant and for the most part he enjoyed it. It wasn’t until Danna’s oldest son, Christian, got married that Paul started to enjoy some of the benefits of being a Deville Coven member, such as sleeping with Danna. It was this time in his life that Paul because the father of a Deville for the first time. He adored his children in secret, never wanting them to know just how deeply he cared for them so that they wouldn’t constantly lean on him for guidance when they would need to learn the way themselves. He took taught them much about hunting and preparation of bodies to hide what they’d done. This was not all in vain, Augustus, his son that took the most after him, became the leader of his own coven and modeled it after his father’s ideals. Paul couldn’t have been more proud but it was about this time that things started to fall apart in the home stead. Paul became insanely jealous of Jonathan Deville, who Danna had slept with and had a child with and after watching him sleep with a veggie that he impregnated; he could no longer stand the thought of being around them. He left for a coven that had once been Danna’s enemy, swearing amnesia the entire time he was with them though knowing the truth in his heart. After too long, in his own words, he returned to the Devilles and brought a torture gift for Danna. It was here that he admitted that he was in love with her, which was what drove him away in the first place, and she at first laughed at him before admitting her feelings as well. Instead of torturing the child physically, they first blindfolded her and made love in the room in front of her, letting her imagination come up with what the strange sounds were. He discovered later that Danna had become pregnant with yet another spawn, the others were older so they wouldn’t mind taking care of the new addition if it meant helping their parents. Cameron was well corrupted by his siblings by the time that Paul proposed to Danna, and ended up having Cathyrn with her. During this time, the Devilles were at war with a hyper religious coven called the Pryors, Paul found their manipulation of religion disgusting finding that there was a lot in the bible that they were ignore, because yes, Paul read the bible. Things only got worse as time got on, Danna had accumulated quite a few enemies and to help with this effort, Tony and Gus split into the Vulcan Coven, the original. Gus was at the lead. The Vulcans participated as they had in many wars over the last few years, Paul having more under his belt than his children. Tony got caught in one of the cross fires, and Paul had to stop Gus from foolishly running forward to save his brother in this hopeless situation. The two of them watched Tony tortured slowly and killed. Gus had his biggest fight with his father that night, but realized that Paul had been protecting him when the plot was devised. Unfortunately, the pair never got to carry out this plan because about this time, Paul chickened out of his engagement with Danna, terrified that he would become the third husband, something that he couldn’t handle so before he could have his heart torn apart, he left, Gus followed after, not knowing that Christian Davek faked his father’s death when they left. Gus and Paul wandered the world, but it was becoming increasingly obvious that Paul regretted his decision to leave. Gus and Paul were growing apart, not that Paul really felt much anymore. They had been settled in the French country side when a pack of nomadic children of the moon came through, on the night of the full moon no less. Gus and Paul got engaged in a fight with one of them and were basically thrown about crazily, at one point, Gus was actually in the mouth of the beast and bitten until he scorched the animals throat, saving himself, but barely. His father led the beast away and in the night, Paul had already been torn up quite a bit, severely scared in some areas and in some it seemed as though a mortal man would die. Paul and the alpha wolf of the children of the moon went head to head for a long time, Paul took him around trees and avoided getting caught, and he attempted to keep himself as out of reach as possible and keep the wolf as distracted as he could while his son escaped. Paul let himself slip for one minute and he felt the teeth of the beast rip into his right forearm. He let out a cry of sheer pain, as he was thrashed about, his arm tearing slowly off of his body, Paul hit trees and rocks and made a lot of noise, until finally he grabbed a chunk of a rock he hit and gauged it into the beast’s eye. The wolf howled as his began to bleed excessively. Paul just continued to slam the rock into his eye with his foot until the last tendon in his arm gave way and he plummeted down to the ground in agony. He tried to get his arm back, but it seemed that the filthy beast had swallowed in during his howling. Mostly enraged, Paul grabbed a rock and bashed the creature in the head until he could see it’s brains, and continued to bash, he attempted to cut in to the damn thing’s stomach, but could not find his arm and was afraid that the stomach acid would kill him instantly. After tearing the beast’s head out and burning it’s skull in his furry, Paul manipulated the beast’s body, knowing muscle works quite well, to lead the other wolves away, and in the morning light… when the rest of the wolves shifted back and discovered their leader had no head and the vampire they had attacked the night before was there… well… there really wasn’t much of a chance for them. After the massacre, Paul returned, trying to find Gus, but seemed to always be just behind him. Currently, Paul has followed Gus to Louisiana… and unfortunately, found the Devilles once more. ======================================== ALIAS: RJ HOWYOUFOUNDUS: obvious OTHERCHARACTERS: Victor Savage, Hunter Savage, Gus Vulcan. RP SAMPLE: here paul xavier vulcan |
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