Character Name: Blake A.B.
Race: Human turned Vampire turned Dragon ((it's a long story...I'm sure there's someone here I remember who can refresh the whole story))
Powers: ((Due to lengthy period of Non-Usage)) Limited Dragonic transformation, Limited Mental Communication
Age: 26
Job (if any): Former "Self-Appointed Unnofficial Mayor of Auria", Former Nightclub Owner, Golden Pines Psychiatric Hostpital's "Shuffleboard Champion", Van Enthusiast, Currently Unemployed
Bio: ((Please excuse me whilst I type this in First Person))
Now I lay me down to sleep...
I pray the lord my soul to keep.
If I should die (just) before I wake...
I pray the lord my soul to take...
Hmph...
I'm not going to wake up today,
They've pulled my plug, the picture fades
...and as my body decays
Mold begins to fill my grave
The smell of death permeates
The silk within my coffin lays
You know...it's a funny thing. It's crazy what staying in one place for too long can do to you. Especially with a past like mine. But don't get me wrong, I've never been one for over-elaboration or anything like that. Trust me, the last thing I'm looking for is sympathy...
As they bury me now
Six feet there my body lies
Still feel like i'm going down
I hear a distant wailing cry
God somthing must have gone wrong!
Much to late i realize
What can I say? I was born in a town that no longer exists, to a family that I'm proud to say is one or two deaths, excluding mine, from extinction. Hell, I'm still trying to find our roots...but that's a different story for an entirely different situation.
I saw my funeral that day
I know who didn't show to mourn
My judgement was life in hell
Pillars of pain and thorns
My only friends the goat
With 666 between his horns
If I've learned anything...it's that life always has a way of swiftly kicking you in the a**. As a child, traversing from one town to the next in search of food can really give one a new perspective. Heh...especially when your only friend turns out to be some sort of ********' inhuman. Oh wait, the story gets better. Years later, you find him sitting in a bigass skyscraper in the middle of a giant city with his finger on the button. Come on, like you wouldn't be just a tad annoyed?!? Unnecessary homelessness always gets me a tiny bit perturbed...
Place all your trust here in me
Rest assured these things I know
and as Charon sails the sea
Your journey too shallow below.
Ah yes!, you're all sitting ducks!
Its true you reap what you sow
Auria...oh how I have come to dislike that place. Sure, I had a big house...even though all it cost was the assassination of a not-so-famous- drug dealer inhabitant...but again, different story for a different day. In a place with as many people as that, it doesn't take long for the walls to start closing in. Associates become enemies, people get hurt, buildings get destroyed, works of art rendered into piles of scrap, people get left behind...
....everything's alright though...
Now I lay me down to sleep
Blah blah blah my soul to keep
If I die before I wake
I'll go to hell for heavens sake!
...the doctors say I'm much better now...
