Alexander Kain Mortanius

[Alexander Kain Mortanius]

Alexander Kain Mortanius

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Getting the basics’
This is the way how it just started


Full name

Alexander Kain Mortanius


Nicknames

Alex, Kain


Age

405/19


Specie

Carnivorous vampire


Date of re-birth

1619


Date of birth

Feburary 17, 1600


Hometown

Florence, Italy


Actual residence

Nomad


Character Appearance ´
Let’s take a look at on the mirror


Height

6'2"


Weight

160lbs

Skin tone

lightly Tanned


Eye colour:

Crimson red


Hair colour

dirty blond


Any special markings

N/A


Played by:

Chace crawford



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Alexander appears to humans and all others as a 19 year old. He wears clothing that is a little more than moderately formal. He stands about 6'2" and about 160lbs of muscle. His hair is brown and he wears it up and out in curls. His skin is lightly tanned and his teeth as white as the full moon. His eyes always show a crimson red. His shirts are always a collared nice shirt as he like to always look his best even if the occasion is less than formal. He never wears any type of jeans. His pants are always a sleak fabric. He wears low cut boots. not that cowboy stuff more like what all the kids are wearing these days.

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Character Personality ´
The person beyond the looks


Likes

-Cars
-Money
-Women
-Blood
-Killing
-Motor bikes


Dislikes

-No work
-Annoying vampires
-Being followed
-Being threatened
-Killing certain people


Hobbies

-Assassination
-Practicing with his weapons
-Hunting


Goals/ wishes:

-Make his own coven
-Find himself a mate
-Make enough money to get out of being a pawn


Worst fears:

-Being on a leash forever
-Never fulfilling his goals
-Missing a target


Strengths

-Charisma
-Cunning
-Strength
-Intelligence
-Fast


Weaknesses

-Women
-Children
-Cars
-Guns


Special Talent

Telekineses: The power of Telekineses enables him to take control of any objects and with out even using his hands to touch them, he can move objects to his will. Like he would use his power of Telekineses to grab out of reach objects. He would only really use this power when his natural vampiric powers do not grant him what he seeks. He could pick up rocks, guns, swords, any other inanimate objects to use against his enemies or prey.



- Alexander Kain Mortanius is a very sly vampire. His personality is highlighted with his passion for history. He knows much from the ancient times and he behaves as if he were older than he actually is. He was brought up in a high status home. That being so he is very high-class and acts as a gentleman at all times, especially towards women. He stays to himself staying quiet and only speaking when spoken to, as his father taught him. He had many friends in his time and he learned so much from them and they all have a great influence on him even to this day. He knows nothing of betrayal and shows only honor and virtue. The fact that he is a vampire does not shroud his character with hate, sorrow, grief, anger, hostility or madness –


Character History ´
Those tales you cannot find on books


Family

Scipio Laurence Mortanius - 68, deceased
Angela Dolores Mortanius - 67, deceased



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Alexander was born on February 17, 1600 in the same hour and the same minute that Giorando Bruno was burned at the stake for being accused of heresy.
this moment in history was significant to Alexander's family. They were never able to conceive a child and when they found out that Alexander's mother was pregnant his father knew that his son would be great. Alexander was kept inside and protected for 10 long years doing nothing but studying since he was able to read. Alex was a very bright child and he caught on quickly as his father instructed him. He eagerly took in every once of knowledge that his father fed him, never missing a single topic.

When Alexander was 11 he and his family, consisting of only his mother and father, took a trip west to Spain when the French royal family was in Spain to marry Anne of Austria(10) to Louis XIII of France(10). After the arrangements were made there was a great feast and Alex's family was on the royal guest list. Alex was introduced personally to both the French and Spanish royal families. He met Anne of Austria and even though they were so young he fell in love with her. She seemed to have fallen in love with him too. Alex's family stayed in Spain until October 24, 1615. At that time they moved to France where Anne of Austria was to be married to Louis XIII of France. Alexander was 15 at the time. Alex had dreamed on Anne every night since they first met. They would sneak away from the view of public to be together. Alex as noble and chivalrous as he is never tried to take her virtue. They were in love, but she was already promised to another, one of royal blood.

So on the day of her wedding Anne of Austria found Alex at the pre-wedding party and told ask him to run away with her. She wanted go to Greece with Alex and live out their lives. As much as he loved her, they would be fugitives from the crowns of Spain and France. That was no way to live with the one you loved. Alexander took her hand and kissed it then he kissed her ever so gently on the lips with soft caressing tongue action going on. He then told her about why he had to decline such a tempting offer. Louis XIII was a very close friend of Alexander and he would not betray him, even for her love. Anne married Louis and were forced to consummate their marriage that night. Alexander and his family then returned to Rome in Italy.

After awhile Alexander returned to his life of study of the arts. He studied first hand under to instruction of the fabled Claudio Monteverdi. He learned a vast amount of music types ranging from madrigals and operas all the way to church music. He learned 6 of the nine books on Madrigals and he lived to see Claudio write the seventh. He witnessed as Gian Lorenzo Bernini sculpted Aeneas, Anchises, and Ascanius. These sculptures were of three depictions of man from his view point. He also painted under Frans Hals who was a Dutch Golden Age painter especially famous for portraiture. He is notable for his loose painterly brushwork, and helped introduce this lively style of painting. He also painted with Peter Paul Rubens who was a prolific Flemish Baroque painter. He studied literature under Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra. As well as John Donne, an English metaphysical poet. Francisco de Quevedo, Ben Jonson, Félix Lope de Vega, and even William Shakespeare taught him in the arts.

It had seemed that Alex had the most opportunity in this world than all others. He had a very wide variety of teachers. When Alex was 19 he was done with his studies. He knew all he could from the world at that time. One a night out in Italy with a few scholars Alex went to the local pub to be with some friends. A stranger came into the pub. A female by the looks of it but it was hard to tell. The stranger was hooded and you could barely see her. she sat at a table adjacent from Alex and his friends when she slowly removed her hood and her snowy blonde hair rained down over her shoulders and ensnared every man's senses in the pub. She was beautiful to look at, it was hard for him to even look away to his drink.

She was pale, very pale, she ha the brightest shade of blonde hair anyone had ever seen and her eyes were a crimson red that glowed in the darkness of the night. Her body could tempt the devil himself. Her breasts were perky and budded out from behind her coat. Her legs went on forever under the table. She was perfect. His friends all started placing bets on who could get her to come back to their place for a night cap. Left and right they all volunteered to try and threw down their money. Alexander stayed his hand and just watched. He did not know what it was about this women that seemed weird. He had a bad feeling about her. One after another his friends all dropped like flies as she repelled all of their offers.

As the night went on and all of his friends were done betting, Alex was rich. The strange beauty sitting alone was eying Alex. She seemed shocked that he had not tried to get his way with her yet. She smiled at him when his eyes met her gaze and he just had to approach her now. He was ensnared and it seemed he was being pulled to her like a moth to the flame. He stood up and walked over to her table and cunningly sat across the table from her. All his buddies looked in awe as he did this. Alex smiled at her and he begun to talk to her. He did not start the conversation with an obvious complement or some tacky come on line. He just spoke about the weather and his history so far. She seemed intrigued and listened eagerly.

Finally, she spoke her name to him. Her sweet, gentle and soothing voice said, "Karrah." He felt as though cupid had pierced his heart with a well placed arrow of love. He did not let his emotions get the better of him however he continued to speak casually with her about history and all his teachers. She was impressed by his prowess. It was late the moon was full and high in the sky. It was midnight. Karrah had asked Alex if he could walk her home. Being the gentleman that he was he would not leave her to wonder the dark streets alone. So he followed her for about 2 miles until they came in front of a dark alley. She spoke of a gift she wished to bestow upon him. She claimed it to be "Immortality". He thought it was some kind of joke so he played along and followed her deep into the alley. She then turned on him with her eyes glowing a devilish red and she pinned him to the floor with her arms and legs. He tried to fight back but she was too strong. It was difficult to fathom all that strength in this small framed lady. She then smiled and she lowered her lips to his and she bestowed upon him a deep kiss of passion. She slowly kissed her way down to his neck. She then bit down hard on his neck. At that moment his eyes widened as he felt fire running through his veins and he begun to scream in pain at her teeth as she was draining him.

He spent the next three days in a dream of pain and agony. His entire body felt as though it was set ablaze. He thought he was going to die. It was a little ironic. He was going to die from being burned alive, just like Giorando Bruno was when Alexander was born. He laughed at that, still in pain. He woke up when the pain stopped, three days later. Karrah was sitting at the foot of an unfamiliar bed in an unfamiliar building. He did not know where he was or what he was doing there. He felt this thirst scratching at the back of his throat. He was afraid. He thought he had dreamed it all up but then Karrah explained what she had done to him. He did not believe it at first. He looked over to the table and he saw a painting set on the wall beside it. He only thought of moving it he did not get up. The painting lifted free from the braces on the wall and hovered there in the air for a while. Karrah looked over to the painting then to him with a smile. He had always felt some kind of psychic power in him even since he was only 5. He had tried to move things before like that but he could only manage to move them a centimeter. He was astonished as he realized that what Karrah told him was true. He was now a Vampire.

Since then he disappeared from Italy, he returned only to attend his parents funerals. They both died at the same time. They were murdered by a psycho killer. Alex tracked down this person with his Psychometric powers and he killed him by draining him dry. He wondered through-out Europe learning from all different kinds of teachings from martial arts and fighting styles to modern and ancient literature. He moved around every few years from place to place to stay hidden from the sight of others like him. He had heard of Volturi and their presence in Italy. He was tempted by a messanger to go to them to speak with Aro. He did so and after further evaluation they offered him a place in their coven but he respectfully declined and fled Europe and came to America.

Where he began a life of professional assassination and contract killing for high amounts of money from an Italian mob family from New York.

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Role-play Sample ´
It’s time to prove your value


- The view was great, the high pines and tall trees over looking the Pacific Ocean were beautiful. Jasper wanted to show this place to Alice, he wanted it to be a surprise, though having a wife who can see every choice you make, makes a difficult lover to surprise, but Jasper knew exactly how to make her see what he wanted and not what he was doing. It was nice to surprise Alice with gifts, locations or view-points every now and again. Apart from many other ways to show his love, this was one of them. Jasper was on top of the highest tree ontop of the cliff over looking the Pacific and lower woodlands. His eyes, golden hazel, looking out at the sheer beauty, keeping his choices blank and un sure so Alice couldn't see his surprise. A smile crawled up his icy cold lips as he became pleased with himself.

Jasper turned back toward the direction of the Cullen residence with a wide and happy expression. He was longing to see Alice, though it had only been a few hours, it felt like an eternity. He leapt from tree branch to tree branch making his way down, lightly stepping, making sure not to make any noise or break any of the branches. he moved with wicked speed and in five seconds he was at the bottom and landed softly on the woodland floor. He inhaled his surroundings while keeping a sharp eye. He smelt many scents, the woods for one and a few number of nearby animals.

Jasper paid no mind to the wild life, he was looking for one scent in particular, the one scent he loved more than any other scent he smelled. The scent of milk, vanilla, and strawberries wrapped into one. A gorgeous scent that attracted him to her heavily. He walked a ways, toward Forks. He passed by a small herd of deer. He was close and they hadn't noticed him cause of his smooth and soft foot steps. He crouched behind a tree and observed them for a moment. Graceful creatures they were, they nibbled at the forest floor for scraps os nuts and berries fallen from the high trees above. He wasn't thirsty at the moment, otherwise he wuld have made a move to catch one and feed.

Truth was he preferred American Lynxs, which were just really big house cats. Not to mention highly dangerous, for a human. Jasper caught another scent, steadily approaching from a distance, crawling on the forest floor toward the herd of deer. Jasper looked closer and saw a mountain lion perched in it's pouncing position. Jasper watched carefully how the lion hunted, for it was similar to how they hunted. They wait until they were close, really close, then pounce the prey. A low growl crawled up the lion's throat as one deer strayed from the herd and came closer to the lion. The lion made the mistake of stepping on a twig causing it to break and thus giving away his position.

The deer's heads popped up and they instantly dashed in the opposite direction, towards Jasper behind his tree. He pressed his back up against the tree to hide as the deer raced hastily past him to get way from the lion. The lion eagerly began pursuit of the deer and as it leapt over a rock and past Jasper's tree, they shared moment. In tht instant, Jasper and the lion locked eyes, and in that moment, they shared countless stories of their hunting exploits. Jasper saw himself as he looked at the lion with a curious expression. The lion turned away as it landed and continued pursuit.

Jasper took to his feet and watched as the deer and the lion disappeared from sight. Such graceful creatures, the deer were. The relationship between deer and mountain lion was a harsh one, both striving to survive, much like his relationship really, with humans, though he wasnt trying to hunt humans anymore. Then that familiar and loving scent swept past and into his nostrils as he couldn't help but inhale deeply when he knew who and what it was he had found. Alice's scent, so beautiful and full of life, he felt compelled to follow. So he did, he ran for miles and miles but with his speed, turned a two hour trip into a twenty minute one.

He caught the scent of Esme and another unfamiliar, but vampire scent with them. His eyes widened and then squinted with growing anxiousness. Who could it be? Was it a vampire trying to harm his Alice and Esme? He raced through the trees and leapt through the open window into his and Alice's room and he made his way into the outer hall and onto the stair case as he saw Alice, Esme and a female vampire with them. Jasper's eyes went wide and he looked directly at Alice, not really even bothering to look at anyone else.

Jasper descended the stairway and opened up his arms for Alice to run into. He loved to hold Alice, he was gone for a little while so he had sorely missed her and wanted nothing more but to be with her right now. He savored her scent and inhaled deeply. "Alice, my love. Whats going on here?"He asked after giving her a loving hug and kiss on the forehead then turning to the strange girl. Minding his manners and not wanting to alienate the poor girl, he bowed his head slightly then returned it up. "My name is Jasper, It's a pleasure to meet you." He said smoothly as her emotions began to run through him, and he immediately began to feel distressed, angry, uncomfortable, tired and awkward.

Jasper quirked an eyebrow at the girl then looked back at Alice with a worried expression, one of sorrow and grief. Jasper hated emotions such as these, they reminded him of his past when all the pain and suffering brought by his hand took place. He turned back to the girl and immediately began to use his gift to influence her emotions, he irradiated a sense of calming and at peace feeling. His gift would be felt from anywhere in the house. -



Pulling the mask out ´
Time to know a little about you


Name

Jasper


Age

18


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Jasper, Sam uley


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Accepted

Amazing history, and really interesting character! Congratts.