Alistar O'Riley

[Alistar O'Riley]

IN CHARACTER





NAME:
Alistar O'Riley
NICKNAMES:
Rile, Allie, Al
AGE: It isn't nice to ask an elder that! 478
SEXUALITY:
Pansexual
FACE CLAIM / CELEBRITY:
Colin O'Donoghue
OCCUPATION: Antiques Dealer (Mostly based in old weapons).
ALLEGIANCE: Neutral
CITIZENSHIP: Newcomer 
SPECIES: Vampire
ABILITIES: Vampires are notorious for their beauty and strength, not to mention their hard to follow speed that makes it seem like they simply appear in one spot. If not for that Allie is a master of languages, able to understand anything that is spoken to him. His combat skills are hard to follow its a whirlwind of blades. Though a rogue never exposes all their secrets so soon do they?



OUT OF CHARACTER



NAME / ALIAS:
Crimson
HOW DID YOU FIND US?
Mieow had an add on RPG-D, and here I am!


ROLE PLAY EXAMPLE



What the fuck was this place? Cyan eyes focused on the map in his hand and he looked utterly confused. No he never mapped this place out before. That made no sense, he had went everywhere. How could he miss... all this land? To think.. You don't think, don't even get me started on what kind of joke you're setting yourself up for. Alexander quipped softly in the back of his mind. The blue eyes blinked slowly at those words. “You know I wish you hadn't got yourself cursed to be stuck in my body.” He mused aloud, raking a hand through the brunette hair with a frustrated sigh. Should he admit he fucked up to Alarice and hope she wouldn't attempt to zap the ever loving fuck out of him? The thought made him frown once more. I am darkness, I am night! I am cowed by a pretty little number! Hear me roar! Alec didn't even attempt to make a comment to that. Instead he looked at the faded paper, the steady ink lines. They should've went up above the Bahama islands. Yet some how they weren't there any more. Great, attempt to go on vacation from LA for awhile and end up lost. It wasn't like he didn't have a city to go back to or anything. The thought made him thump a fist against the table, the noise making a reverberating thud in the captain's deck. The table shifted slightly used to the abuse from the master vampire. Shoving away from the papers he strode out of the office, heading up the steps towards the deck. His mind travelled to Alarice, thinking about holding her petite form in his arms, smelling the intoxicating scent while they stared into one another's eyes. She never once abandoned his side despite the up and downs he had. There was plenty to be had.



Mostly he was thankful she could be patient as a saint sometime. Even if she threatened to cram a tampon down his throat next time he thought he should just end his existence in this eternal damnation. When he found out he could walk in the sunlight he had been less than enthused. Another escape path stolen from him. Did he talk to Alarice about the madness ticking in the back of his mind? Most times he avoided the conversation knowing that she didn't like when he was down on himself for things he couldn't control. The cool air of the night brought an exotic scent across the deck while he moved across the wooden planks knowing that Alaric was lurking about. “Hey Aly.” Alec spoke into the night air, the rich accent sounding like purr against the skin. The way he spoke Aly pronounced it more 'Ah-leigh'. “Aly, Aly caaat. Kitty Kitty.” He sang out, it was clear that the insanity was there. It had been festering on his soul, claws dug deep in. Whatever that madman had done back in LA had altered him forever. You're not the only one that got hurt from this puppy. Whatever he did... Alexander trailed off, both their thoughts moving to that night. The ocean around the ship seemed to still as if sensing the oppressive thick thoughts that had laced through his mind for that brief moment. The voices were whispering in their snide greedy tones while Alec stood there on the deck looking like a lost child, not even so much as blinking.



A slow laugh erupted from the statue esque man. The eyes glittering as if he had just heard the best joke in the world. What was the joke? It was here and gone. So sad. Gone, gone, g.o.n.e. Here and there but never anywhere in between was it? For a second those pale eyes paused spotting a woman on the deck. Who was she again? That's Alarice you toolbox. You're not even a tool, just a box to put things in. Slowly he blinked at the harsh comment, and offered a whimsical smile to Alarice. Oh there she was! The smile widened almost to himself. “Aly kitty.” He purred, skipping over looking like a fluid hunting feline, coming to her side. He looked over the railing with her into the abyss of the ocean. “So you know where not in Kansas any more do you Dorthy?” He whispered over in her ear softly, nipping the gentle earlobe gently. One arm sought out her waist dragging the petite form in against his chest, tucking her under his chin so that it was resting on her head. “Too bad we don't have our own Todo.” He mused, “Though I could make us one.” He mused softly, the laughter in his chest. Though using Deny could cost him a pretty penny of marbles in his head. Did he have the change? Let's not test the meddle! He continued to hold her gently in his arms as he stared at the ocean, wondering what critters lurked in there.



“So I have no idea where we are.” Alec admitted after a moment of silence, the cool night air brushing against them. He drew in an unneeded breath. Her scent was a lovely perfume upon his nose. The bright cyan eyes looked distant. “I have no idea where we are. I know we wanted to have a weekend away, and well...” He released her slowly and Alexander chuckled softly in his mind. Run, run, run. I think she might cock the fist into your dick. Alec eyed Aly at that and then seemed to vanish, sitting on a railing up near the captain wheel. Tick, tock, tick, tock. He was watching Aly from where he was sitting, then shifted, hooking his knees on the railing and suddenly toppled over, dangling on the side of the boat, staring into the depths of the water. A giggle escaped his mouth, reaching downward towards the water. “Row, row your boat.” He sang out from where he was before releasing his legs from being hooked over, falling towards the water before he stopped himself. Batshit shit or not he didn't want to be all soaked, he swished back up through the air his energy swelling up. The aura of insanity was intoxicating, he slowly lifted a hand up to his face, covering the left eye, grinning widely.

[Gabriel Edwards]

Accepted!