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'''Life''' | '''Life''' | ||
− | + | Born the son of two upstanding citizens of the United States, Leon was never one to be content with fitting into the constraints placed upon society at the time. He was a rebel, the middle child of five - always straining to be seen or heard over the din of his older or younger siblings. Every turn he took seemed to be in open defiance of his parents and the rigid morality of the age. When rock and roll became prevalent, he found his calling and ran away from home to find his luck singing. Of course, without practice, training or talent - he fell flat on his dreams. This gave him more to rebel against, even more so when the war in Vietnam kicked off. | |
'''Trouble''' | '''Trouble''' | ||
− | + | As a person in opposition to the war - you can be certain Leon voiced his opinion as a protester more than once. Of course, when the draft kicked off - he motored his rebellious ass up to Canada, dodging as best he could. From there, he still railed against the war in Vietnam, protesting, shouting, fighting - whatever it would take to get people to realize his point of view. What that point was, was often muddled in passionate anger - very little substance beyond that. That same passion got him in more trouble than he thought could happen. A Kindred named Jack Sebastien, in a drunken bar-brawl, took note of Leon's passion. After the brawl had cleared, Leon was dragged out back to an alleyway and unceremoniously Embraced. | |
'''Death''' | '''Death''' | ||
− | + | Of course, Leon found himself in a more rigid society than before - even despite the obvious power granted by being a Kindred. Once through the Accounting, he again threw off the shackles of his Sire - stepping out to make a name for himself. While Leon follows the Traditions, he's not above rabble-rousing for change. Kindred society can be better, and he's just the lick to make things happen - at least in his mind.<br> | |
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Latest revision as of 17:35, 6 November 2016
Life Born the son of two upstanding citizens of the United States, Leon was never one to be content with fitting into the constraints placed upon society at the time. He was a rebel, the middle child of five - always straining to be seen or heard over the din of his older or younger siblings. Every turn he took seemed to be in open defiance of his parents and the rigid morality of the age. When rock and roll became prevalent, he found his calling and ran away from home to find his luck singing. Of course, without practice, training or talent - he fell flat on his dreams. This gave him more to rebel against, even more so when the war in Vietnam kicked off. Trouble As a person in opposition to the war - you can be certain Leon voiced his opinion as a protester more than once. Of course, when the draft kicked off - he motored his rebellious ass up to Canada, dodging as best he could. From there, he still railed against the war in Vietnam, protesting, shouting, fighting - whatever it would take to get people to realize his point of view. What that point was, was often muddled in passionate anger - very little substance beyond that. That same passion got him in more trouble than he thought could happen. A Kindred named Jack Sebastien, in a drunken bar-brawl, took note of Leon's passion. After the brawl had cleared, Leon was dragged out back to an alleyway and unceremoniously Embraced. Death Of course, Leon found himself in a more rigid society than before - even despite the obvious power granted by being a Kindred. Once through the Accounting, he again threw off the shackles of his Sire - stepping out to make a name for himself. While Leon follows the Traditions, he's not above rabble-rousing for change. Kindred society can be better, and he's just the lick to make things happen - at least in his mind. |