Post by Valeriu Ladislau Vladescu on Nov 9, 2009 17:22:10 GMT -5
[/color]Blood - Vampire!despite the lies that you're making
VALERIUladislauVLADESCU
your love is mine for the taking
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We once also had a story too, you can see that good men only come in few.
Even in our greatest moments we may win or we may lose
Every song's got it´s rules, you´ve got to learn to make it through.my love is just waiting
THE BASICS
to turn your tears to roses
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FULL NAME|| Valeriu Ladislau Vladescu
NICKNAME(S)|| Val, Sir, Prince, etc.
AGE|| 18
GROUP|| Vampire Royalty
NATIONALITY|| Romanian
OCCUPATION|| Prince, Student - College
CANON OR ORIGINAL|| Canoni will be the one that's gonna hold you
THE APPEARENCE
i will be the one that you run to
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HAIR|| Unruly black hair
EYES|| Hazel
HEIGHT/WEIGHT|| 6"2/172 lbs
GENERAL DESCRIPTION||
Valeriu's tall and thin, not too thin though. He has muscles but he's not ripped as hell. His hair is usually messy but that's because he doesn't put much effort into fixing it up. He kind of has this innocent look to his face. He likes to think he got it from his mother.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES||
He has a scar on his right arm from banging it against a rock when he fell off his horse when he was younger.my love is a burning, consuming fire
THE PERSONALITY
no you'll never be alone
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LIKES||
•Reading/Learning
•Expanding his social networks
•Family library - He collects books
•Soccer/Swimming - All else, no thanks.
[/ul]DISLIKES||
•Suck ups/Ass kissers
•Stupidity/Extreme Ignorance
•Discrimination against vampires and/or his family
•War/Useless Violence
[/ul]GENERAL PERSONALITY||
Being born a prince, vampire royalty more specifically and the eldest of three, he has an image to uphold - not that he always follows this self-given rule. Valeriu has always been protective of his sisters and will probably continue to do so for a long time. He used to be a naive little boy, openly trusting everyone around him but that changed when he met her. It takes a while to earn his trust but once a person does, it's for life. He's a loyal guy. However, Valeriu can be two-faced at times; kind at face value but hating your guts internally. He considers himself an intelligent person and can't stand stupidity. When stuck with said type of people, he might either politely dismiss himself from a conversation, rudely leave without a second word or be a completely sarcastic prick and use his wit to make the other feel uncomfortable. Patience is a virtue. He tries to be as patient has possible but when dealing with one bitter sister and another who is a spoiled attention-seeking little ballerina... Can anyone blame him? Other than that, he's a very social being. He may flirt around at times but he's not the type to sleep with everything and anything on two legs within a five mile radius of him. He's a closet romantic despite his claims of having lost all his faith in finding real love in this current time and age.
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when darkness comes i'll light the night with stars
THE HISTORY
hear my whispers in the dark
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THE HISTORY
hear my whispers in the dark
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PARENTS||
Antanasia Jessica Vladescu - 68
Lucius Valeriu Vladescu - 68
SIBLINGS||
Mihaela Reveka Vladescu - 17
Dara Nhadala Vladescu - 13
OTHER FAMILY||
Dorin Dragomir - Uncle
Melinda Sue Lovatu - 68 - Cousin
Raniero Vladescu Lovatu - 68 - Cousin
Lovatu Children - Cousins
SPOUSE|| N/A
CHILDREN|| N/A
HISTORY||
Valeriu Ladislau Vladescu was born on a beautiful summer afternoon. He is the oldest child of three and only son to Antanasia and Lucius Vladescu. He was always a calm and precocious child, who loved to explore his surroundings and learn new things. A year later, his sister Mihaela came into the picture. With her arrival, her parents started doting more on her and less on him but that didn't bother him in the least since his new found curiosity managed to overweigh everything else. In fact, he saw her as a new kind of toy that he wasn't allowed to touch unless their parents was around. Years later, Dara Nhadala Vladescu was born. Valeriu won't lie but he didn't like her very much back then. She was annoying since she cried too much which pushed him to avoid her as much as possible and spend more time with Mihaela. In fact, he'd say that he preferred her over Dara but that was possibly due to the closeness of their age. It wasn't until his mother forced him to spend time with her did his opinion change.
Okay, that's a lie. He had pretended for awhile to like her for his mother's sake but it wasn't until he was much older and learned of his role as the big brother did the dynamics really change. At that moment, Valeriu vowed to his mother that he would always protect his sisters. That one day when Mia came home all bruised up, he went through a small stage of depression where he didn't talk to anyone - not even his parents. It took a week of silence before he finally cracked and confessed his reasoning to his mother. He had broken his promise to his mother by failing to protect his sister. His mother being the kind person that she was helped him get over it and thus introducing his new streak of overprotectiveness. Unfortunately for his sisters, Valeriu can come off as a bit overbearing but that's only because he takes his job seriously and wants to keep them from harm.
Everything changed while he was in high school. He was sixteen when he fell in love with a human girl. Valeriu didn't think much of it back then but he thought she was different from all the others after getting to know her. He wasn't trying to be condescending but he knew that he had the whole package. Not to mention, he was a prince. It didn't matter that he was a vampire. That didn't stop girls from fawning all over him. Valeriu's a pretty social person but that didn't mean he spent all of his time trying to get to know every single person in the school. No, he was more interested in learning. She had been a new student and had somehow managed to catch his attention. She was intelligent and had a good personality, or so he thought, and had poured himself into winning her heart after seeing how she differed from the others. His efforts were all in vain when he saw that it was all an act. She had pretended the whole time that she had cared for him beyond his title. After that, he devoted most of his time to his studies and family. That's not to say that his life stopped completely. He was still the same person aside from the walls he pulled up when socializing.
my love is just waiting
THE ROLEPLAYER
to clothe you in crimson roses
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THE ROLEPLAYER
to clothe you in crimson roses
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ALIAS|| Janey
AGE|| (:
CONTACT INFO|| PM
HOW DID YOU FIND US|| Lurking through some HP RP forums.
HERMIONE'S FEELING OUT|| admin edit
ANYTHING ELSE|| I didn't go into specifics with his appearance info but if you want me to, I can.
RP SAMPLE||
Heavy: the adjective describing the long pile of books and personal items in his arms. It was also a pile of things that he didn’t have to be carrying but did so for one of his teachers out of the kindness of his heart. Really, Julian was heading that way anyway so he figured that he might as well drop it off at the library. He could simplify his life some more by using his wand to do all the lifting, but how can he do such a feat when he didn’t have the object of importance in hand? It didn’t matter, he wasn’t complaining much. He might as well see the task at hand as a form of exercise of some sort and while he made his way to the library, thinking about the weight of the bundle in his hands was helping to distract his thoughts. No, it didn’t work. No matter what he did, all Julian could think about was Caroline and how he hadn’t talked to her since their crossing of paths in the Ravenclaw common room before the ball. Since then, he hasn’t seen much of her – not that he was purposely avoiding her and kept thinking that maybe he was being stubborn about everything and should just get over the betrayal. It was easier said than done. How can he trust anything she says anymore? Then again, all she did was a break a promise. It’s not like she killed someone or cheated on him because the fact of the matter is, they weren’t even dating.
He would probably be stuck in the best friend role forever. Other than that little punch of reality, promises were made to be broken, weren’t they? Either way, her actions had hurt him for the very last time. He wished he could program himself to stop loving her but the world didn’t work that way. Or, better yet surgery would be nice. Open him up and heal all the hurt. Distractions, he needed to find a new hobby, read a new book, anything to keep his thoughts away from her. Julian could say that he wished to forget about her completely but he knew better. He could be optimistic, open-minded, or believe anything he wanted to in order to enforce that notion but he didn’t want to. It’s not even a matter of masochism anymore. It’s was her, all because of her. Most, if not all of his memories in Hogwarts were etched with her. How would he remove one important particle of his being without somehow destroying parts of his other functions? Julian was never joking when he said that she was his heart. Hell, he literally meant that she was his heart. In his point of view, their strings of life were too intertwined with each other, practically one. If fate were to cut her strings, well they might as well cut his strings along with it.
He was a romantic at heart, or how he perceived himself to be. Unless this whole time, his perception on their relationship had been wrong. Perhaps what he saw as romanticism was some twisted kind of dependency that he had acquired. Maybe she didn’t really need him and the real cold hard truth was the exact opposite, that he (who tried to live life as healthily as possible) needed her (the alcoholic) more than she ever needed him. That couldn’t be it, deep down he knew that wasn’t the case; but fear, her past actions and long separation from her was making him think the worse. Above all else, they were friends first and not once did he ever feel like... like she had stuck with him through it all for the long run because she was toying with him, that it was all a game. Julian suddenly stopped in his tracks not because he needed to rewind through his sudden revelation but because he needed to find out where he was. His arms were starting to get stiff a bit as he readjusted himself and continued down the corridor. He angled his head a bit to look ahead of him and was glad that his pathway was silent and obstruction free. The male really wasn’t looking forward to later that day. He can already imagine the feelings of his arms falling off due to all that lugging around. He hoped that wasn’t the case since he had a whole afternoon planned. The Ravenclaw was going to get some of his work done so he’d require use of his left hand to write. Taking steady breaths, he continued with his trek with his mind cleared, concentrating solely on his steps and that corner that he’d have to turn before reaching the library.
He would probably be stuck in the best friend role forever. Other than that little punch of reality, promises were made to be broken, weren’t they? Either way, her actions had hurt him for the very last time. He wished he could program himself to stop loving her but the world didn’t work that way. Or, better yet surgery would be nice. Open him up and heal all the hurt. Distractions, he needed to find a new hobby, read a new book, anything to keep his thoughts away from her. Julian could say that he wished to forget about her completely but he knew better. He could be optimistic, open-minded, or believe anything he wanted to in order to enforce that notion but he didn’t want to. It’s not even a matter of masochism anymore. It’s was her, all because of her. Most, if not all of his memories in Hogwarts were etched with her. How would he remove one important particle of his being without somehow destroying parts of his other functions? Julian was never joking when he said that she was his heart. Hell, he literally meant that she was his heart. In his point of view, their strings of life were too intertwined with each other, practically one. If fate were to cut her strings, well they might as well cut his strings along with it.
He was a romantic at heart, or how he perceived himself to be. Unless this whole time, his perception on their relationship had been wrong. Perhaps what he saw as romanticism was some twisted kind of dependency that he had acquired. Maybe she didn’t really need him and the real cold hard truth was the exact opposite, that he (who tried to live life as healthily as possible) needed her (the alcoholic) more than she ever needed him. That couldn’t be it, deep down he knew that wasn’t the case; but fear, her past actions and long separation from her was making him think the worse. Above all else, they were friends first and not once did he ever feel like... like she had stuck with him through it all for the long run because she was toying with him, that it was all a game. Julian suddenly stopped in his tracks not because he needed to rewind through his sudden revelation but because he needed to find out where he was. His arms were starting to get stiff a bit as he readjusted himself and continued down the corridor. He angled his head a bit to look ahead of him and was glad that his pathway was silent and obstruction free. The male really wasn’t looking forward to later that day. He can already imagine the feelings of his arms falling off due to all that lugging around. He hoped that wasn’t the case since he had a whole afternoon planned. The Ravenclaw was going to get some of his work done so he’d require use of his left hand to write. Taking steady breaths, he continued with his trek with his mind cleared, concentrating solely on his steps and that corner that he’d have to turn before reaching the library.
