Post by Niklaus Constantinides on May 10, 2010 0:02:59 GMT
NIKOLAUS DEMETRI CONSTANTINIDES
" I was told to stay away; those two words I can't obey. "
" I was told to stay away; those two words I can't obey. "
FULL NAME Nikolaus Demetri Constantinides
ALIAS Nik
AGE twenty-five
NATIONALITY Greek
OCCUPATION Prince
PERSONALITY
Out of the many words used to describe the Greek prince, the one that stands out the most of course is charming. He's extremely charismatic and uses his appeal to get whatever and whomever he wishes and because of this, he has grown rather arrogant and a bit snobbish. Those who know him well are able to see the softer side of him but it is rare. Most of his time is spent socializing with women and making any and every attempts to get them into his bed.
Other than the fact that he can be a womanizer (as most of the woman that know of his reputation like to describe him as) he is a loyal and trustworthy friend. Unless you double cross him. Despite his somewhat innocent appearance, Nik is very vindictive. If one was to stab him in the back, he will try his best to stab them back but send the blade much much deeper.
SEXUALITY straight
APPEARENCE
If one were to ask Niklaus how to describe himself, being the conceited, spoiled prince that he is the only word he would offer is perfect. He stands at a decent height of six foot one and weighs 152 lbs which is not too much for his size nor too little. Though he may appear skinny at times in the clothes that conceal him, he is anything but. He tries his best to keep himself in shape and his well toned arms and torso show it.
Despite being in his mid-twenties he still appears to be far younger than he really is thanks to his childish facial features. His large blue eyes are always bright, his skin soft, and his lips full. His hair is a dark brown and is always found to be in a disarray rather than fixed into any particular style.
PLAY BY Johnathan Rhys Meyers
MOTHER Queen --- Constantinides
FATHER King --- Constantinides
SIBLINGS (five to be listed later)
PETS none
HISTORY
Niklaus was born the first out of the six Constantinides children, and because of this his parents were much harder on him growing up. They wanted him to be a prime, good example for his siblings. He was taught Greek, English and Latin, and did well in his schooling, aswell as learning how to behave at social events. As the heir to the throne, he was introduced at galas from a young age, and by the time he was a teenager, it was evident he was destined for great things politically.
It wasn't long before he caught onto the fact that the wandering eyes of many ladies fell onto him, and he learned quickly that his charm and looks for him farther than he expected. By the time he was eighteen, he had earnt himself quite the reputation of a stallion, and more and more women fell at his feet, eager for a chance to become the Prince's mistress and possible beloved. However, it never happened, and no matter how much his parents urged him to take a bride, he refused. He enjoyed seducing women far too much.
His mother and father began to arrange for pretty little princess and high ranking nobles from far and wide to be paraded under his nose, but he had no time to think of marriage. By the time he was twenty-two, his parents had given up, concentrating on matches for their younger children. He became almost a black sheep due to his flirtaceous ways. Not that he minded, he continued to bed as many women as possible, until he had lost count altogether.
Now is Russia, he has no intentions of changing his ways.. It has simply given him far more choice of who's legs to part next..
NAME jojo
AGE 22
GENDER girl
TIMEZONE Pacific
ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE a year and a few months now
OTHER CHARACTERS none at the moment
PASSWORD --- admin edit ---
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
Inhaling softly, Kazuki stepped before the oval bathroom mirror carefully scrutinizing his own features. His eyes slowly drifted from his disheveled hair down to his thin lips, the corners of it twitching in irritation. A smile fought to replace the seemingly permanent grimace as a soft “Hmm.” reverberated from deep within his throat. He couldn’t decide whether to be proud of his own appearance or to be ashamed. Blood was scattered across his face, brightening his pale features slightly matching his deep crimson irises. His hands, which he now hovered above the porcelain sink, were drenched with the vital bodily fluid. Absentmindedly his slender fingers curled themselves inwards, his hands becoming fists momentarily before they were stretched out straight again. Blood fell from his grasp and crashed loudly onto white tiled floor catching his attention. In utter annoyance he growled loudly and gritted his teeth tightly, his jaw flexing in protest. Regardless of the fact that it was only a single drop of blood that manage to fall to the floor, it was still more mess than he wanted to deal with. Temper, temper. his conscience reminded him as his eyes narrowed towards the direction of the door.
Unlike most of his brothers and sisters in the Darnigma bloodline, Kazuki still chose to feed “the old fashioned way” as he called it. Some of the others chose to take the more civilized route by feeding on live animals or even consuming raw meat (which Kazuki found rather absurd and lazy) for reasons Zuke still could not figure out or understand. He found excitement in hunting beings that were almost or just as intelligent as he was. It was a thrill and a challenge. Animals on the other hand were predictable and simply too easy. Succumbing to the new and improved and toned down lifestyle was the last thing the sadistic vampire planned on doing. He enjoyed his current lifestyle all too much.
Another drop of blood fell free from one of his hands and onto the sink, staining the bright white ceramic. Again, it caught his attention, his focuses returning to the task at hand rather than falling deeper into his own thoughts. With his elbows he nudged both faucets on before holding his dirtied hands beneath the warm water. Eyes widening slightly in wonder, he watched as his hands went from dark red to a light orange color and back to the familiar fair, pale.
No longer entertained by the cleanness of his hands, he returned his gaze to the mirror, his eyes fixing themselves on the reflection of the door yet again. He caught a quick glimpse of the mess he had made which was enough to spark his temper once more. Visibly irritated, he shut off the sink with a grunt and spun on his heel, retreating from the bathroom and into the darkened he’d been dreading to re-enter. Despite the lack of light he was able to see everything. Blood stained the soft teal and black sheets of his bed along with the tiled floor. Some had even managed to get splattered across the wall behind the headboard of his bed and up onto the ceiling. The more he looked over his own mess, the more frustrated he became. Although controlling his temper was something he promised himself he’d work on, it was perhaps one of the many things he didn’t do.
Just before he could manage to lose it, he tore the dirtied black shirt off of himself and headed straight for the door, dropping the garment to the floor. Instead of cleaning the room himself, he decided to search for someone to do it for him. Whether it was a member of his own family or another human girl to tear apart again afterwards didn’t matter. Cleaning was something the vampire was in no mood for. Not tonight. In fact, now that he thought about it as he stomped loudly down the dark corridor, he was bored. He was in no mood to feed seeing he’d already done that before the fit In his bedroom; he was in no mood to clean his mess nor deal with disposing of what was left from his dinner. He was in no mood for anything. Realizing this he slowed to a steadier pace and let out a soft sigh. Calmer than he was just moments ago he hung his head and allowed his feet to drag him to no particular destination in general. He hoped for his sake that something or someone would come along to entertain him before his anger got a hold of him again and he knew that it would inevitably return and it wouldn’t take long before that happened.
