name: cateee
age: 15
contact: aim -- halfling1992 pm -- is better :]
experience: 5 + years.
how'd you find us? emilyy.






full name: james xavier bludd
explain the names: james -- proper and classic. a very british name that suits him nicely. xavier -- just a name that seemed to go well with james.
bludd -- family/surname
nickname: I'm not too sure he'd appreciate a nickname xD
age/year: 16 & 6th
house: Gryffindor
any titles?: none yet.






eye color: topaz. - though it may change to a very deep color when he is... thirsty.
hair color: very very dark black.
skin tone: pale like [[whoa.
celebrity portrayal: henry cavill





likes:
-- quiet
-- classical music
-- a good prank every now and then (though he would prefer to watch not parttake)
-- water
-- private gardens
-- stormy weather
-- private sunshine
-- a good book
-- hunting
-- the forbidden forest
-- playing referee at home
-- being strong
-- muggle cars ;]
dislikes:
-- being seen in sunlight
-- losing his temper
-- others of his kind disrupting their place at hogwarts
-- allowing himself to become too thirsty
-- when tempted to kill those around him
-- what he is
-- what he can do to someone
-- that he can't seem to make very many human friends
-- being 16, but feeling much much older
-- prey that fights back.
strengths:
-- his strength
-- his patience
-- his intelligence
-- open minded
-- polite
-- fairly selfless
weaknesses:
-- blood lust
-- shyness
-- has trouble fitting in w/ humans
-- can be a bit old fashioned
-- bookish
-- a little hard to talk to
quirks:
-- patient
-- durable fo sho
-- very very fast.
love potion:
-- blood, of course.
-- audriana leostat
-- unicorn blood
patronus: cobra -- easily charmed, venomous, clever.
boggart: murdering classmates. tasting human blood again.
dementor: "You really must calm down."

James stared into the beautiful face of the man that looked down over him. His voice was calm and even, though James couldn't understand why. Wasn't he bleeding to death? Wasn't he dying? How could this man, so angelic, and stoney, stand there so calm and watch him. James closed his eyes, but he heard another voice, a woman's voice, urge him to open them again. They were whispering -- concerned about how much time he had left before they had to act. 30 minutes. He began to panic. In 30 minutes his blood would be gone, completely left him. He would die, and would they care? Who were they? And..better yet, where was he? This was not a place he recognised. What had happened to the hospital? To his mother and father? But it was then that he realised his mother and father were probably long dead. The train had crashed full speed into another oncoming train. His car had been the first to hit the other train -- he was sure that no one had survived. But here he was, still alive, barely breathing, and bleeding perfusely. He blinked, and looked up at the beautiful pair above him. Their skin was much paler than he'd ever thought possible.. their eyes a wonderful honey color. Their voices were like silk -- he felt as though his ears and eyes were not worthy enough to hear and see their beauty. The woman gently touched his cheek, and James jumped as he felt her touch to be so ice cold. She was so beautiful.. he felt hypnotized.. completely out of his body. As she gently touched his cheek, he suddenly felt a sharp and horrible pain upon his neck. The man shot up, and dashed away so quickly, James had no time to see him leave. A pain was now coursing through him, so terrible, so completely unbearable, he began to scream, writhing as the venom entered his system. His heart beat so quickly, he was sure it was about to give out. His intestines seemed to.. melt away. A strong pair of hands held him down, so sure and so strong, he had no hopes of moving. James could only wonder if the beautiful woman from before was the one possessing so much in-human strength. She was speaking to him, telling him to focus on her, telling him to stop, to give in, to close his eyes and it would be over soon. He awoke that night, not in his right mind. He was hungry.. but not for food.

"I NEED it!" He screamed, opening his eyes, which were a very very dark black. The woman looked at him with a gentle expression. Without words, she passed him a simple glass, like one you would use for water or milk. In it, was what he was craving, what he suddenly couldn't live without. He raised it to his lips, and drank, suddenly relieved. Suddenly, the boy who had been so confused, and so very proper had become a monster he never knew possible. This woman, and that man had been vampires. And now, he was one himself.

personality: James Bludd has something that many young men his age in this current time lack: manners. Yes, James is a very polite lad with his head in a good place. His spotless records, and excellent grades make him a very good candidate for teacher's pet, however he honestly would detest the position. It isn't necessarily fair to award someone so many compliments if they've already taken a course several times in the past. After all, James is a good 120 years old. You would think he'd attended Hogwarts sometime in the history of being alive. His grades are indeed, excellent, though again, this is because he's already taken these classes a few times before in previous years. James was born in the mid-late 1800's. His ideals usually branch from that time period, however, they've been tamed by the changing times.

If there's one thing that James is, it's stubborn. Primarily, he's very stubborn about vampiric habits. People who confess that they would love to become a vampire, often get a good talking to by James, who often detests his powers and wishes for his human life. Immortality, super strength, a beautiful physique and face seem to be the only things that people see when they see James and the others like him. But the constant blood lust is what keeps him hating what he is. He hates the idea of needing to feed off of those he attends classes with. You have no idea how hard it is to have a partner in potions, and constantly stop yourself from killing them. But James has a good control, and opts for going after animals, both small and large whenever he can get them. Usually, he'll journey into the forbidden forest for this, not wanting anyone to witness him at when he feels is his weakest.

James Bludd is a sweet guy. Sweet, and a deep thinker, he's known to put those who matter to him much before himself. He doesn't care so much what happens to him, so much as those he loves are happy and get what they deserve. He's rather good about not holding grudges, and rarely enters fights unless it's needed. Not that he won't refuse to fight with you. Go ahead, call him names, bash his family -- we'll see who wins. He doesn't like to use the strength his vampirism gives him on people who cannot match him. James favors equality and going against a bully with mere human strenght simply will not do. In his early years of being a vampire, he used to practice fighting with his brothers and father, attempting to to toughen himself up. As he grew older, so to speak, as James does not look a day over 17, he began to see that fighting doesn't necessarily get you anywhere. What he can hope for, is a normal life. This will never be, but James absolutely hates being alienated by the humans he lives with. He doesn't like the way they stare at him, afraid to approach, afraid to talk to him. Yes, his beauty can throw people off






parents: blodwyn BLUDD
siblings:
[»] --- bludd [seventh, eighteen, slytherin] [M]
[»] --- bludd [seventh, seventeen, slytherin]
[»] --- bludd [sixth, sixteen, slytherin]
[»] --- bludd [sixth, sixteen, ravenclaw]
[»] --- bludd [fifth, fifteen, gryffindor]

history: 1891 -- James was born to his human parents, Marie, and Elijah Anderson. They lived in a moderately nice home near the coast in a small British town. James was raised very well, by his mother personally, with limited help by any kind of nanny or outside help. His father was a banker, who worked at the local bank as a teller. His mother, as was acceptable, did not work, and stayed home with her son and a young daughter who passed away at the age of 6. For his 16th birthday, James and his parents were to take a train into town to see the city. But they never made it to their destination, as the train wrecked with another train, killing James's parents, and injuring him fatally. However.. he did not die.

James was found by Blodwyn Bludd, and his current partner and taken to their home, where he was changed to save his life. His life with these two was not just with them. They had other "children", also having been changed by Blodwyn and his partner. But things turned ugly when Blodwyn's girlfriend left, and he turned to the morte incarnate. His older 'children' followed, but James distanced himself from their practices, choosing to stay away from such dangerous things. James busied himself daily with trying to concentrate of living peacefully with his monsterous side. If he could distract himself from dark dealings, from insane blood lust, maybe he could find a way to function in society without being labeled a monster. That was the word that he simply could not stand: Monster.

Monsters were horrible things, that chased young children, frightened people, and haunted them. James never wanted that. Not in his vampiric life, or his human life. There were many things that missed about his human life as decades passed by quicker than seconds. He missed his friends, and his parents, and the way life seemed so very easy when all you had to worry about was sleeping, eating and breathing. Now, he did not have to worry about any of those things, as all human habits had escaped him. He felt as though an entirely other kind of gene had taken over his body. He had new instincts, an amazing sense of smell. His strength had nearly trippled, giving him unbelieveable power. Running became so little of a chore, it was a wonder to him that his family did not do it much more often. Killing people was never something that he thought would be beneficial. James decided that the best way to go about surviving a constant hunger for fresh blood, would be to feed off of animals. Luckily, the Bludd residence was near a forest, so this could be accomplished without his father having to know.

Even if distancing himself from his siblings wasn't enough, James was sorted into Gryffindor, while most of his family remained in slytherin. This was not something his adopted father was very proud of, but James began to realize that Blodwyn was not really much of a father to him, but more of a leader. They were a coven, not really a family -- and if James decided one day that he no longer wished to be apart of that coven, he would leave. Travel far away from them, and find life on his own, or with others that shared his ways of thinking. Surely he coudn't be the only vampire out there with these ideals. He couldn't be the only one that didn't completely embrace these powers! James finds it hard to bond with humans, for a few reasons. For one, he holds a secret jealousy of their careless lifestyle. They have absolutely no idea that the students they sit next to in class, just might be fantasizing about ripping them apart and draining their blood. Second, it's easier to bond with other peole when you have human emotions. James often feels disconnected from his former thinking patterns, but recently has felt a strong connection to a certain girl of Leostat covenage. He'd never considered the idea of life partners before meeting Audriana.. but she seems right for him, even if they have never formally met. Sometimes you just know. And this is something he's sure of.







member title: let's live _forever }
pets?: hah! none.
anything else about your character we should know?: vampireee.
other: pretty rave girl -- iamxray


roleplay sample:

ehh sucky rp sample. you guys probably remember how i write, right?

All finished. :]

Accepted. Duh.

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