Post by asher on Apr 12, 2010 13:34:46 GMT -5
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Asher BlazeRose
[/color][/font][/b]Asher BlazeRose
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" and i cant do this by myself
and all of these problems there all in your head
and i cant be somebody else
you took somthing perfect
and painted it red"[/center]
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MYCBOXNAMEIS : Scooter
HOWDIDYOUFINDUS?:Delly silly
IALSOPLAY: Scott Cobin, Louis Craven, Karma Fiat
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MYNAMEIS : Asher Blaze Rose
CALLME : Ash
IAM : Twenty
BORNON : October 18, 1990
GENDER: male
ILIKE : girls
SPECIES : vampire
POWER : He can control animals and make shifters at least a part of them want to do what hes trying to control them to do. The weakness is animals are ineffective against vampires unless their shifters and it would take a zoo to kill a shifter. His power is more a parlor trick then anything and it is good for the carnival. Hes the animal trainer. It doesnt work all of the time and sometimes he has to be careful what hes trying to control example being Louis whose gunna try and kill him when he tries that crap on him.
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MYTWIN : Ed Westwick
PHYSICALDESCRIPTION :
Hes the average sized man, with a tight body and a cute face. Aside from being beautiful as all his kind are he has a sort of naughty look about him that makes him somewhat irresistable. He has shaggy brown hair that he doesnt allow too long and large eyes that could be described as puppy dog eyes. He has golden eyes though by the time he meets helena they may be going red.
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ILOVE : 5+ likes
- women
- animals
- the carnival
- Aria's singing
- working the crowd
- shifters
- Arthur that self righteous bastard...just dont tell him i said that
- the color yellow <- its just unappealing
- clowns nuff said
- bank statements...(i mean quite frankly i know how much is in my account...seeing the zero doesnt make it much easier on me...)
- his charm
- hes a good liar
- hes great at selling himself to the crowds
- Helena when he meets her
- Aria's voice
- his jealousy issues
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BORNIN : Port Angeles
LIVINGIN : same
FAMILY :
Arthur Rose- Father
Jayne - Mother, deceased
ARIA ROSE- brother
BRIAR ROSE- Son
LEXIE ROSE- brother
JIMMY ROSE- brother
KATYA ROSE- sister
ASHER ROSE-brother
NYSSA ROSE-sister
OLIVER ROSE-brother
LACI ROSE-sister
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FULLHISTORY:
He was born to be a slave and nothing more. The phrase that would govern his life and his relationship with Arthur his father. He was a number to his dad a second class citizen to Aria. When he was first born and as a small child he had tried to seek his father's approval but he was so transfixed with that little bitch it was disgusting. She would sing and the world would stop if Asher was honest which he rarely was it would even stop for him. He would always love Aria in a sick twisted infatuational way but hate her for robbing him of his own glory. He had his mother for only a short while before she was disposed and perhaps that would keep Asher in line for eternity because it was proof that they were all disposable.
He even as a child would have animals following him. I mean for a normal kid it wouldnt be so strange a dog here and a cat there but at the carnival it was a elephant here and a monkey there. Animals not known to really grow attached to children. Their trainers would be outraged and prod the animals endlessly with their electrric prodders but when they saw Asher laugh at their following the animals would only stay closer to him. If Arthur had only taken the chance to look maybe he would have seen somthing amazing in his son. No though Aria clouded his vision with her pipes. Asher would always think he could sing too but not like Aria could. As he would grow he would understand his place and learn to accept it.
Most of those years he tried to impress Arthur who took only mild satisfaction with his gifts. They were a parlor trick to him a mere satisfactory bonus next to his siren. When Asher was sixteen he fell in love with a passing girl about his age. A carnival patron The emotions were overwhelming when he saw her. She felt the same Asher being the looker that he was. She came to the carnival everyday to watch him with the animals. She unlike his father thought he was amazing with them. Her name was Jessie. She hard dark brown hair that curled naturally and wide blue eyes.
He would train the horses and let her ride them with him. He saw his father once watching them together. He thought perhaps he had finally taken notice to what his son could do. He made the horses jump and stand on two legs. He had them do all sorts of tricks not looking at his father pretending he didnt know he was there. Later that night he said goodbye to Jessie she had to be home. They had been together almost three years. He loved her dearly and wanted to marry her. They had shared everything together and she was closer to him then family. She understood him liek nobody else did. He didnt know that last kiss was a kiss goodbye. He found her the next morning in the center of the animal tent show ring. Pale white, lifeless and still.
He ran up to her trying to wake her and he lay there with her body in his arms as silent tears ran down his face. At the tender age of nineteen he had lost that which was most dear to him. He felt a hand on his shoulder and could smell a familiar smell that came with Arthur. "She would have ruined your potential." he said in a monotone voice. He didnt look up his face stricken in horror and rage. I mean the guy didnt even care about him. He didnt give him a moment of adoration or affecction and when Asher finally found someone who would love him Arthur had taken her. "women always do..."
Asher felt the fury grow hot inside him so he couldnt hold it. He knew his father was not a normal man although they never spoke of it. He was somthing unworldly and Asher knew he had the potential to kill him easily but he didnt care. He hated Arthur so much, so completely for his whole life, for being, for feeling the pain of this loss and every moment he felt inadequate. He stood up quick turned and went to punch Arthur hard in the face. Arthur looked at him maliciously ducked out of the way of the hit bent in and bit him.
Asher woke up later in the bleachers of the stadium alone again. The body of Jessie was gone. He stood up realizing somthing was different and wrong a bird flew into the tent and he looked at it wishing it would come closer it looked so different for reasons he couldnt comprehend. The bird suddenly landed in his palms and sat calmly it looked up at him with a intelligent face as he examined the feathers colors he'd never seen before. He went to pet it but the bird was crushed underneath his fingers. He went to find his father disgusted and confused. Arthur gave him a simple explanation. "Your a vampire and our new top Animal Trainer...congratualtions." He then walked away giving no further explanation. Asher had a feeling their relationship would be different from then on. He didnt know how his father loved him enough to kill his one true love to keep him.
Apparently Arthur was aware of this gift he'd seen him with the bird. He knew how his son could be useful and that was his place. Asher now knew why Aria's voice was so intoxicating that was her gift too. When Arthur wanted the shifter Louis that Asher had seen on the out skirts he'd had Asher try and charm him here. He was attracted to the carnival by Asher but Aria led him to his death. Arthur was now planning to have Asher try and control Louis. Asher has no idea what hes in for.
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RPSAMPLE: He smelled her before he saw her and he didnt recoil instead as she approached he grew closer until inches seperated them. The cage the only thing really in his way. "Me?!" He said indignantly shaking from anger. "I'm a piece of filth?" he said nearly snarling his teeth clenched. "Scuse me for not understanding but your the little bitch who got me here." He yelled throwing his hands about. He'd never been this close to one of them before. She was just as flawless as she was from a distance. It didnt attract him like it would have if he werent a shifter but he could appreciate her beauty from the stand point of a young man. She was perfect, blond and small. "Your the worst kind of monster you know that?" He said quieter in a hate filled voice.
His blue green eyes bore into her red ones without flinching. He was not afraid of her nor of what she planned to do to him. "Now tell my why the hell you put me here god damnit." He said clenching his fists struggling not to reach through the cage and grab her throat and shock them both. He couldnt feel that shock again it was all but unbearable almost like fire through his skin he was sure the voltage was almost lethal. "...because obviouisly i'm not the kind of man you want around here." He gestured to the place it was childish to him.
Carnivals had always been less then pleasent to him. He got severe motion sickness on those rides and the place smelled like barf and popcorn to him. Not his cup of tea he thought it was corny but he would not bring this up to her because by how she was dressed he was guessing she was part of the act. "What are you some kind of clown or somthing..." It was obvious if she were anything it wasnt a clown but he was in no mood for compliments.
He brought his hand up to the wire thinking about sticking his arm through the pain would be unbearable but he would just need to put his arm around her neck. He could show her some pain. Her kidn deserved pain and from her eyes he was sure she had inflicted it. He looked at her and put his hand up slowly to the bars. It made a small electric noise and his fingers recoiled and he looked at her unenthused. "What do you want from me?" He asked looking away angry still shaking and he felt like the answers would come. She would tell him but he probably wouldnt like them.
The impending sense of anxiety grew about him as he felt trapped in his cage. The smell of dust, pop corn, and strange people filled his nose. This was no place for him and he knew if he had to stay here he was going to lose it. "Let me out." He said coldly. "Let me out right now or i swear to god the moment i get out of here i am going to make you my first priority by snapping your neck and lighting it on fire so you can never sing again. I'll watch your god damn voice box turn to ash and stomp it under my foot...so your move princess." He looked at her sarcastic and cold. "I've killed way bigger ticks then you."
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