Post by DESMOND ALUCARD on May 15, 2011 20:15:28 GMT 1
DESMOND VLADISLAUS ALUCARD
[/color]of the BPRD. [/color]
[/center]CLASSIFIED INFORMATION[/color]
"And your name is... oh, dear." -Nuala. [/color]
»»FULL NAME:[/b] Desmond Vladislaus ( Vlad ) Alucard
»»AGE:[/b] 42
»»OCCUPATION:[/b] B.P.R.D Task Force Chief
»»FACTION:[/b] B.P.R.D.
»»SPECIES : [/b] Human
»»ALIGNMENT:[/b] Good
»»ABILITY: [/b] Insight & Premonitions
- - -Strength: Although human, Desmond has a great insight and an admirable cunning and intelligence that make him unique in his work but mostly it seems he can see things before they happen ...
- - -Drawbacks: Visions don't always come at predictable times.
THE DETAILS[/color]
"Give it up nasty, we can see you." -Hellboy. [/color]
»»EYE COLOR:[/b] Ice blue
»»HAIR COLOR:[/b] Ash Blonde
»»HEIGHT:[/b] 6 ft 1 in
»»PLAY BY:[/b] Richard Roxburgh
»»APPEARANCE: [/b]
Athletic and strong body and tall stature , the features of a very handsome man even if sometimes he behaves a bit rudely and coldly. Wide chest and well trained legs confer him an agile and dignified aspect. The ice blue eyes are slightly marked despite his appearance is that of a man still in the best time of youth.
So he appears as a man from the sturdy build, from the fierce and authoritarian aspect to represent a member between B.P.R.D men as chief.
Desmond well trained to fight with weapons as a great professional sniper and boxe fighter. His body knows how to withstand efforts and inspires a certain fear for his standing and commanding position .
The well-proportioned face hosts a nose bridge thin and slightly long with thin lips and a squared and masculine chin , gives him an handsome appereance and significantly attractive for the fair sex.
»»PERSONALITY: [/b]
Beyond his apparent image of cold and authoritarian man h has good heart. Ready to help his country and his hometown.
Usually not very sociable with people he works with, although it would be willing to take a bullet for them is precisely because prefers not be too fond fpr his sense of friendship that could cause him pain that his pride refuses to feel.
Very eloquent and charismatic, never fails to add a bit of cutting irony in a dialogue but it depends on situations where he is.
His commanding voice assures him an intimidating look and be constantly heard but often leaves in kind laughter of fun when listens a a joke about a NY policeman. Apparently a very skeptical man about anything even though very smart and surprisingly cultured. Many members of his own team can not explain why a man like him works for Boureau that supports the theory of a paranormal world, but Desmond hides more than what others think and doesn't worry about their opinion, rather, preferring that others thinks that way. Desmond's psychic abilities make him feel part of that paranormal world , frightening and at the same time make him want to know more even if the attempt may force him to sink deeper into the abyss of the unknown.
In any case, Desmond prefers to hide his ability, just the thought of being held up as a freak make him simply go mad , when others cannot explain how he manages to know about an event that still have to happen he justify himself by saying quietly: "just luck" .
Understanding Desmond's personality is very complicated for those who know him at first, seems a perfect figure devoted to serving the Bureau but you can find that has more heart than what he shows under the armor of indomitable soldier.
THE BACKGROUND[/color]
"I'm not a baby, I'm a tumor." -Tumor. [/color]
»»FAMILY TREE:[/b]
- Mark Alucard ( Father )
- Elora Wilson ( Mother )
- Nadia Alucard ( Young sister )
»»IDOLS:[/b] Desmond is a very ironic and skeptical man, doesn't believes so much in the word "idol" of something.
»»HISTORY: [/b]
Born in Manhattan from a wealthy family, his father worked with the US intelligence, so never had a good relationship with his father for the simple fact that was never at home.
His mother was a talented young painter and writer , the total opposite of his father, a kind woman and very loving with his son, but sadly died in a car accident when Desmond was only twelve and his sister Nadia just eight. Desmond was present on the day of her death, sitting in the backseat of the car. At a time when the kind eyes of his mother looked at him for the last time was exactly the same moment when Desmond saw the truck that was about to crash into their car and his mother's face turn pale for the fear. The image of the instant before the impact was etched in the minds of Desmond.
He still believes that for a while he was died too with his mother for an indefinite period of time in which it seemed that something had changed inside of him or in the outside world because when he opened his eyes began to see things that many others could not see.
Since then, Desmond has always managed to see some events long before they happened. Sometimes days earlier, or even a few minutes before. He never frowned upon this oddity, nor has ever claimed to possess such a gift, too frightened and at the same time afraid of being considered a freak of nature.
After the death of his mother continued to live alone amd took care of his sister, for a while thanks to the support of the father who was not even present at the funeral of his wife, leaving an incredible void in the life of Desmond as well as a profound contempt for his lack of interest toward him and his mother. After this, Desmond did not want to hear about his father as long as Nadia did.
Once graduated in science as well as a supporter of the paranormal phenomena and parallel worlds, Desmond enlisted with the army of the united states but also during his military career had been involved in some events that was classified as top secret. Disappearances and the discovery of artifacts belonging to different cultures as well as possibly unknown worlds, made Desmond be convinced that his case was not the only one and part of the world falsely believed that humanity was the only species to inhabit the earth.
After leaving the army as a soldier respected and rewarded with a medal of honour, Desmond had seen and experienced things that probably other people will never get in their whole life, traveling and visiting every corner of the earth has even learned to speak different languages such as Italian, French and Spanish. Believing that was goinh to find peace and stay away from odd things for at least for a while, got a strange job offer from a professor Trevor Bruttenholm that was proposing a "greatturning point in his life."
Desmond somehow knew that this gift that had almost kept fearfully hid had a greater purpose ... and that someone had always been watching about this.
THE PLAYER[/color]
"I can't smile without you...." -Abe & Hellboy. [/color]
»»YOUR NAME:[/b] Des
»»GENDER:[/b] Female
»»AGE:[/b] 27
»»TITLE:[/b] I'm alone, in the dark
»»POST SAMPLE:[/b]
Groaning peeked behind the cloth of his coat inevitably stained with blood as well as his arm painfully wounded. He was a fool! Should have been more careful, behaved like a thief at the beginning ! Inexpert !.Resting his head on the tree trunk tried to breathe and blink, the sight was becoming blurred more and more and began to wish to sleep just for find some peace from all that pain.
Use the reason was impossible now, knew that if he tried to do just one step probably would have fallen unconscious on the grass, if kept on stay there soon would have fallen unconscious for the bleed. It was a goddamn dead end!
Was concerned that the object hidden in the lining of the coat and likely would have been the cause of his death, if not delivered this artifact to "M" death would have been just a joy. "M" was the name of the man who hired him, rather bizarre as code name, but he had simply said : you can call me M.
Liam did not like puns nicknames or any other nonsense that men like M considered a smart move for not be caught but in the end all the thieves are caught. Exactly, he could be considered impregnable, but obviously not for the death.
With one last grin blinked again but this time believed to have hallucinations. In the darkness stood out the outline of someone coming towards him. At first he suspected that his mind was lying but then saw the bright almond-shaped eyes of a woman and just froze. What should he do? Run away? Pretend ?.
If someone became too suspicious could call the police and this was perhaps worse than die under a tree like a dog.
Smiling weakly man tried to better stand up on the back pretending to be leant on the trunk only to enjoy of the starry sky "I've never been better" he muttered. Knew that his words were not convincing at all, the pain was just about to overcome him and hoped that the look of his eyes wasn't going to betray him. But it was so. " Damn..."
When the woman approached him he could not help than notice she was beautiful , perhaps the most beautiful he had ever seen.Too bad he was bleeding leant on a tree or would willingly invited her for a dinner.
Unable to suppress a groan of pain when her little hand touched even if slightly the wound, looked away and surrendering hoping that the beautiful woman had a good heart for not judge him. He smiled, his face was pale and tired "Well, who would have thought that before die I met a beautiful angel ... but I do not deserve something like that kind and charitable lady. Do not worry I'll be fine, it's just a scratch" his eyes narrowed slightly abandoning his head down , now exhausted.
Use the reason was impossible now, knew that if he tried to do just one step probably would have fallen unconscious on the grass, if kept on stay there soon would have fallen unconscious for the bleed. It was a goddamn dead end!
Was concerned that the object hidden in the lining of the coat and likely would have been the cause of his death, if not delivered this artifact to "M" death would have been just a joy. "M" was the name of the man who hired him, rather bizarre as code name, but he had simply said : you can call me M.
Liam did not like puns nicknames or any other nonsense that men like M considered a smart move for not be caught but in the end all the thieves are caught. Exactly, he could be considered impregnable, but obviously not for the death.
With one last grin blinked again but this time believed to have hallucinations. In the darkness stood out the outline of someone coming towards him. At first he suspected that his mind was lying but then saw the bright almond-shaped eyes of a woman and just froze. What should he do? Run away? Pretend ?.
If someone became too suspicious could call the police and this was perhaps worse than die under a tree like a dog.
Smiling weakly man tried to better stand up on the back pretending to be leant on the trunk only to enjoy of the starry sky "I've never been better" he muttered. Knew that his words were not convincing at all, the pain was just about to overcome him and hoped that the look of his eyes wasn't going to betray him. But it was so. " Damn..."
When the woman approached him he could not help than notice she was beautiful , perhaps the most beautiful he had ever seen.Too bad he was bleeding leant on a tree or would willingly invited her for a dinner.
Unable to suppress a groan of pain when her little hand touched even if slightly the wound, looked away and surrendering hoping that the beautiful woman had a good heart for not judge him. He smiled, his face was pale and tired "Well, who would have thought that before die I met a beautiful angel ... but I do not deserve something like that kind and charitable lady. Do not worry I'll be fine, it's just a scratch" his eyes narrowed slightly abandoning his head down , now exhausted.
