Vampire Locutus of Borg
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Character description
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Height: 6'6"
Weight: 260 lbs
Build: Muscular
Hair: Dark Black
Eyes: Blood Red
Skin: Pale White
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It is a tall figure that stands before you, thin but heavily muscled. Mere human muscle is only a jest at vampiric strength, and only serves to separate further what this being was from what it has become. Skin the pale white of death holds down the tangled mass beneath his flesh, peircing eyes the deep red of an old glass marble staring ahead, never seeming to stop directly on anything, focusing on somthing beyond. A chill runs down your spine as you feel more than notice anything tangable about the stare that cuts through you, through the mask that you wear on outside to hide the darkness inside yourself.
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CHARACTER PROFILE:
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Locutus is implacable... like the tides... he's not in a rush... he has an eternity now... and he just keeps coming untill he's pulled you under and out to sea, out to the violent rip tides waiting just below his calm exterior surface. You never see a ripple on his scarred emotionless face as he cuts you down, never hear his heart beat quicken, from his calm exterior you might not even realise he's attacked you... except that its your blood pouring out through the the holes in the side of your neck... your blood running down his blade, your blood wetting his frozen emotionless lips....
He does what he must. To all who stand in his way.
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CHARACTER HISTORY:
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I am. I have been. I will be.
Little of what was remains, only an empty shell, a pale shadow, replaced with somthing far more dangerous, somthing without pity, without mercy. Once there may have been emotion here, but now there is only cold calculation. progress forward, overcome all obstacls to achieve my objective, move on to the next objective... pain is irrelevant, pride is irrelevant, resistance is futile.
If you knew me as what I was then you would not recognize me as what I have become. What She has made me into. She plays the role of the "sweet" vampire, coy and innocent, but this was not coy, this had no innocence. She might tell a different story, one where a "caring" vampire saved a mere human from from his own motality, and I may have accepted that for a time, but now you all must see that this unlife is not a gift, it is a curse. How long can one live before living looses its novelty? How long can one hunt and feel the thrill of mastery over ones enemies before the challenge, what brings that thrill, dies? How long can one hunger but never be satiated? She passes her disease and calls it a gift, that she might maintain the illusion of innocence, if only in her own mind.
I will not hide it. I am a plauge, eaten away by the hole inside, left only with an emptyness, a hunger, a well of darkness that will never fill. Is it better to out monster the monster, or to be quitely be devoured? I will not go gently into that night. No. If i must persist as such as this then i will spare none my wrath, let the world tremble with fear, for I will not stop, I will not fade. When all else is shadows and ash, when even the pain of existance has lost its sting I will still have that to cling to.
Wolves howl in the night. Soon THEY will feel my wrath upon them, and know fear at my name.
I once was somthing else.
Now I am Locutus.
FIERCE CREATURES CLAN MEDALS EARNED:
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Height: 6'6"
Weight: 260 lbs
Build: Muscular
Hair: Dark Black
Eyes: Blood Red
Skin: Pale White
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It is a tall figure that stands before you, thin but heavily muscled. Mere human muscle is only a jest at vampiric strength, and only serves to separate further what this being was from what it has become. Skin the pale white of death holds down the tangled mass beneath his flesh, peircing eyes the deep red of an old glass marble staring ahead, never seeming to stop directly on anything, focusing on somthing beyond. A chill runs down your spine as you feel more than notice anything tangable about the stare that cuts through you, through the mask that you wear on outside to hide the darkness inside yourself.
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CHARACTER PROFILE:
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Locutus is implacable... like the tides... he's not in a rush... he has an eternity now... and he just keeps coming untill he's pulled you under and out to sea, out to the violent rip tides waiting just below his calm exterior surface. You never see a ripple on his scarred emotionless face as he cuts you down, never hear his heart beat quicken, from his calm exterior you might not even realise he's attacked you... except that its your blood pouring out through the the holes in the side of your neck... your blood running down his blade, your blood wetting his frozen emotionless lips....
He does what he must. To all who stand in his way.
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CHARACTER HISTORY:
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I am. I have been. I will be.
Little of what was remains, only an empty shell, a pale shadow, replaced with somthing far more dangerous, somthing without pity, without mercy. Once there may have been emotion here, but now there is only cold calculation. progress forward, overcome all obstacls to achieve my objective, move on to the next objective... pain is irrelevant, pride is irrelevant, resistance is futile.
If you knew me as what I was then you would not recognize me as what I have become. What She has made me into. She plays the role of the "sweet" vampire, coy and innocent, but this was not coy, this had no innocence. She might tell a different story, one where a "caring" vampire saved a mere human from from his own motality, and I may have accepted that for a time, but now you all must see that this unlife is not a gift, it is a curse. How long can one live before living looses its novelty? How long can one hunt and feel the thrill of mastery over ones enemies before the challenge, what brings that thrill, dies? How long can one hunger but never be satiated? She passes her disease and calls it a gift, that she might maintain the illusion of innocence, if only in her own mind.
I will not hide it. I am a plauge, eaten away by the hole inside, left only with an emptyness, a hunger, a well of darkness that will never fill. Is it better to out monster the monster, or to be quitely be devoured? I will not go gently into that night. No. If i must persist as such as this then i will spare none my wrath, let the world tremble with fear, for I will not stop, I will not fade. When all else is shadows and ash, when even the pain of existance has lost its sting I will still have that to cling to.
Wolves howl in the night. Soon THEY will feel my wrath upon them, and know fear at my name.
I once was somthing else.
Now I am Locutus.
Statistics
| Total loot: | 98,048.64 litres of blood |
| Victims bitten (via link): | 94 |
| Fights: | 287 |
| Victories: | 127 |
| Defeats: | 160 |
| Draws: | 0 |
| Gold gained: | ~ 5,000.00  |
| Gold lost: | ~ 3,000.00 |
| Damage to enemies: | 13020.9 |
| Damage from enemies: | 43313.72 |
The attributes of Locutus of Borg:
| Character level: | Level 24 |
| Strength: |    (42) |
| Defence: | (40) |
| Agility: | (42) |
| Stamina: | (38) |
| Dexterity: | (38) |
| Experience: |   (2821|2880) |
The ancestral site statistics of Locutus of Borg
| Attempted challenges: | 0 |
| Successful challenges: | 0 |
| Failed challenges: | 0 |
The sentinel of Locutus of Borg
| Sentinel breed: | Bionic wolfhound |
| Sentinel name: | LORE |
| Attack: | (26) |
| Defence: | (26) |
| Stamina: | (26) |
Profile
| Gender: | male |
| Age: | 15-20 Years |
| Hometown: | --- |
| ICQ-number: | --- |
| MSN Messenger: | agile_yoda@yahoo.com |
| Yahoo Messenger: | --- |
| AIM-Name: | --- |
| Jabber ID | --- |
| Skype ID | --- |
Arena
Locutus of Borg has not yet achieved a special arena rank.
Locutus of Borg has created 4 Vampires so far:
| Sybrik | Level 13 | Loot 27163.1 litres of blood |
| thecreepyoldman | Level 1 | Loot 0 litres of blood |
| Drakius | Level 1 | Loot 0 litres of blood |
| tranjuriamussolina | Level 1 | Loot 0 litres of blood |