Never
“The truth will set you free, but first it will piss you off.”
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- Aidan: Very cool dude. He seems to get what I'm going through and isn't trying to make me into something I'm not.
- Arec: Interesting kinda guy - way different ideas on what constitutes ethics.
- Baxter: This guy is half Chuck Norris and half John Wayne. How cool is that?
- Brick: Captain America is kinda spooky and usually angry when drunk. Do not approach with alcohol.
- Foster: Officially freaked the hell out. Thank you.
- Madeline: So she -really- wants to help me out. Not sure if there's anything in it for her or if she's just enjoying the diversion.
- Sebastion: Creepy. Sophisticated. Eerie. In short: Cool.
- Van: Wanted to eat me. Not sure I like the sound of that.
The Fallen
- Aeric: Seems like an interesting guy; one of the first people that took an interest in helping me.
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| Amnesia
Never does not remember anything prior to his embrace. On occasion he will blurt out some snippet of information from his past but he's never quite sure if it's from -HIS- past or just -A- past. He has made comments like, "If I don't come back in five minutes - burn my journals" - suggesting that he, possibly, was a journal-keeper prior to his embrace. Since his arrival in the city he has shown some degree of manners and civility when dealing with others of a higher station - suggesting that he knew how to comport himself in professional society. Maybe his parents were something important? Professors? Politicians?
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| Out of Towner
Recently arrived from Las Vegas.
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| Orphan
His sire left him when they were back in Vegas and he has no idea where he is or if he'll ever see him again. His sire, a guy named Joey, told Never that it wasn't safe for either of them in Vegas - that the Sabbat was after them and that they would have to split up for a while. Joey would lead them away and let Never escape the city. He's not seen his sire since three nights after his embrace.
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| Newbie
He is still quite new to a lot of things about vampire society and life. He has raised questions about the ethics of killing humans - citing that he's only killed once so far but he has no problem with letting drug dealers, pimps and other such unsavory sorts die. When asked why he has such a disconnected appreciation for human life he raised the question, "If humans are not cattle - then why do we call them a herd?"
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Hangouts
- The Crypt: It's a goth-industrial punk bar but it's not too bad. Ya can meet some interesting people there.
- BabylonOld: Anything and I mean -ANYTHING- can happen there.
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| Cursed
Never was once burned by a cross either before or during his embrace and ever since he has been terrified of their power. He believes himself to be cursed or under a curse. Vampirism isn't a disease that you catch it's a curse that is laid upon you. Now he has started to come to grips with what this curse has given him and what it's taken from him and so far he's been able to deal with it. One of the benefits from the amnesia brought on by his embrace is that he doesn't, exactly, know what he's missing.
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| Kid
Never is older than he looks. Unfortunately his looks peg him to be in his mid to late teens and he'll probably hold onto the baby face for a long time. So he constantly has to pull out his ID to get into places and even then most people think he's carrying a fake.
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| Sire
Never's Sire operated out of Las Vegas about a month ago. There he was on the run from the sabbat and was, apparently, embracing people right and left to create a small group of loyal foot soldiers to help protect him against the war parties. Eventually, if the stories can be believed, he asked the Giovanni for assistance in leaving Vegas but when given their options he decided to go his own way. He then managed to embrace a member of the Giovanni family, a ghoul only days before he was caught by the Sabbat. The Giovanni, unamused for his transgression against their family, turned a blind eye to his call for aid and let the Sword have him. It is thought that Joseph, Never's Sire, and most of his progeny were put to final death as of the first of the month. However, there are rumors that not all of his children were killed and that some might still be on the run.
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Never was originally named Nevel and from Ohio but his parents moved to Las Vegas when he was 14. It was a new town. A place of bright lights, big money and lots of ways to get into trouble. When his friends were sneaking into bars and such - he was never able to get in because he always looked too young. When they were breaking into places to steal something for some extra cash, he was never invited along because he was so thin they thought he couldn't pull his weight. His parents constantly fought over money and things and he was routinely reminded that he would Never amount to anything, never get into a good school, etc. etc. etc. Over and over again, he was told that he would Never be anything. After a while the name stuck.
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One weekend during his senior year, he decided to do something that people told him he would never be able to do. He snuck into a club. It was one of the darker bars off the strip in Vegas. There he met a guy who looked to be in his mid-twenties. The guy, Joey, said he was a bouncer and that Never needed to get out of the club. Never refused but the guy was stupidly strong for his size. There was something to the guy's voice that said he wasn't trying to be a dick but was actually trying to help him out. Joey asked who he was, what he was doing at the bar and what he wanted. Never explained by giving his 'new name' and saying that he never wanted to end up like everyone around him. He never wanted to grow old, never wanted to die, or be one of those lifeless, grey people he always saw around the city. No life in them at all. Joey told him to be careful what he wished for.
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The bar was a Blood Bar - a place for vampires to hunt in the city. That night, a few minutes after Joey had thrown Never out, the sabbat attacked it with a few fire bombs and shot the place up to be sure. Joey was out back of the club making sure that Never was going to actually leave when they came. Rather than turning to run when the first bottles of flaming napalm hit the building, Joey ran back inside to help and for some reason he couldn't ever understand - Nevel went in with him.
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The fire stopped anyone from leaving through the front, and the spray of bullets peppered anyone who was near the door. While the two of them were helping people out the back door, the sabbat had made the circle around the block and were now tossing firebombs to close the exit. When fire blocked the door, it was Never who grabbed a bucket of ice from behind the bar to douse them and clear a path. And for his act of bravery he was shot twice through the chest by one of the gunmen as they drove by. He fell to the ground as though someone cut his strings and everything seemed to go black.
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His embrace was quick. His sire, a Gangrel anarch named Joey, only met with him for an hour before he had made up his mind to change Never's life forever. His quick thinking had saved Joey's life and the life of a few other vampires in the club. Joey was not just a gangrel, he was at one time part of the Sabbat; a city gangrel. However, being unbondable by their blood, he eventually fled his birth pack and was hiding in Vegas.
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Never's first memory since the embrace has been the first memory he can recall; waking up in what felt like a cool blanket and then realized he was covered in dirt. He was only buried a few inches below the surface but it was enough to freak him out a little. He spent only three nights with his sire - enough to get him past the shaky first few steps and then Joey vanished. Joey called his cellphone to tell him that Vegas wasn't safe for either of them and that he was going to try and get rid of the people who were after him. His sire recommended that he had to California and that he would be in touch when he could.
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That was four weeks ago.
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Fear of Crosses
After being burned by a cross either right before or during his embrace, he's been deathly afraid of them. Whenever he sees someone with one he'll steer clear of them.
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Bry Martin
Bry is a 22 year old college student at the local university and Never's daytime helper.
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Lost Boys - Lost in the Shadows
- Here comes the night
- The bedroom in shadows
- Candlelights
- I don't know where it's coming from
- But I, I keep moving on
- Till the darkest thought makes me want to try these wings
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Bry: About a week after Never hit town he was still trying to figure out how to deal with the difficulties of life as a vampire. He was constantly moving from place to place - usually squatting in some basement or abandoned buildings to hide from the sun. He hunted mostly by prowling the streets looking for people who could be missed - the people that no one would care if they turned up missing. He hunted them because he had no idea that he could feed without killing. As a recently turned vampire, he was able to go a night or two without feeding but by that third night the hunger was so great that he ended up draining his victims completely to slake his thirst. His favorite targets were pimps, drug dealers and the like. He wasn't trying to clean up the city - just take advantage of a segment of the population who didn't have many friends. This is how he met Bry.
Bry was a student at the university that ended up getting hooked on Ice and had been forced into turning tricks for a dealer named Two-Fur to support his habit. One night, while Never was stalking Two-Fur to get a sense of how hard it would be to take him down, he saw Bry talking to him. Bry hadn't had any Ice in days and the withdraws were getting bad. He had some exams coming up and needed to be able to focus - an impossible task when all he could think of was his next fix. Two-Fur knew that Bry was hooked and also knew that he could sell his body to the highest bidder. So he arranged for Bry to 'entertain' three men one night and if he was successful then he would give him what he wanted. Bry had sold himself three times so far and told himself that he would never do it again. When Two-Fur told him that he would be going out with not one but three guys at the same time, he refused. Two-Fur wasn't about to let his cash cow just walk away like that so he decided to apply a little muscle. Two-Fur's goon, a guy named D-Ball, carried a baseball bat and started to charge after Bry when Never stepped in. Using his natural stealth to surprise the 'muscle', he sliced the man across the back of his knees with his claws and dropped him like a sack of potatoes.
Two-Fur pulled a knife and went after Bry while Never was making sure that D-Ball couldn't get back up. Bry was cut down one forearm. The cut wasn't too deep but was starting to bleed. Never, not seeing the blood, however, jumped on Two-Fur from behind and sunk his fangs into the man's neck. The two crumpled to the ground while Bry started to go into shock from the panic of being cut.
Never drank his fill from the dealer before he realized that the other guy was injured. There was no way that Never could disguise his appearance to Bry. Right there in the alley, one man was dead and another was crippled and screaming, Never was all vamped out. He had to silence the screaming man. So he fed from him too and by this point he was nearly covered in blood. Bry, attempting to run away from Never, mostly scrambled and back-peddled as he was injured and totally freaking out at this point. Never, no longer hungry and having nothing against the guy other than not wanting him to stop running way, pounced. Holding one hand over Bry's mouth, he retracted his fangs and let the red fade from his eyes so that he seemed at little less menacing. Bry was panicked and nothing that Never could say would calm him down - though he did remember something that his sire had did for him when he was embraced. Feeding Never blood helped heal his wounds - burns that were all over his body. Bry continued to scramble under Never's body - fighting him off to get away. With one well-placed, and lucky, back hand to his jaw, Never stunned Bry into momentary submission. He fed the guy just a little of his blood from his wrist - only a little but enough, he thought, to heal the cut on his arm. He would have to get rid of the two bodies and do something with Bry who was groggy at best.
The dealer and his thug were dropped down the nearest manhole into the sewers. He had never disposed of a body that way before but it seemed like that was a good place to hide them. Bry, he found by pilfering his wallet, lived off campus. So after dragging him back to his own car which was nearby, Never drove the two of them to his house where he cleaned up. He was, in those early days, a messy feeder. He always needed to carry a towel with him otherwise he would be covered in blood from chin to navel. So, while Bry was still recovering from having his bell rung, the cut on his arm had healed and, in the process, he had become one-step closer to Never who needed a place to crash for the day. Bry let him crash out in his basement since no one really went down there and it was, essentially, light-safe.
The following night, when Never awoke, he realized that Bry did not live alone - he had two other roommates in the house. Slowly he crept upstairs and emerged once he heard the others leave. Bry did not need any explanation for what Never was. He basically figured things out with the fangs and such - even though his mind didn't really want to admit that there was any such thing. In all of the excitement, Bry had totally forgotten about his addiction. It seemed as though the blood he had tasted the night before had done more than just heal his arm. Within the week Bry had grown more fond of Never - though neither had really any idea about the bond that was being forged between them. The addiction was not removed, they found out, just supplanted by Never's blood. It kept it at bay for the few days necessary for Bry to get through his exams. When the cravings began to surge again, Never convinced him to get drunk with him rather than go out and look for more Ice. Though Never did not drink, nor could he, he was able to 'encourage' Bry to drink enough to pass out so that he could feed him his blood a second time and, he hoped, destroy his addiction to drugs. Unfortunately for him, he just replaced one addiction with another.
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