Dalacur Voss

[Dalacur Voss]

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Dalacur Voss!
| Dark | Insane | Bloodthirrsty|

[BASICS]
... easy to say
Name: Dalacur
Age: 200 years give or take a century he doesn't keep track
Birthdate: He doesn't remember or care
Gender: Male
Speicies: Vampire
Rank: Council Member
Family Members: N/A

[THE LOOKS]
... don't let them get to you
Height: 6'
Weight: 200lbs
Build: Lean moderately muscular
Hair Color: black
Eye Color: yellow
Play- By: Karl Urban

[INSIDE]
who you really are...
Personality: Dalacur has what people like to say, "Some screws loose". He walks around in an old style western get up yet acts like he's dressed like everyone else. Even if someone does manage to get him out of the trench coat and spurs he still wears the wide brimmed cowboy hat. But that really isn't the reason why people call him crazy.

Centuries of drinking people's blood and hearing their minds scream out in his head as he did so...has disturbed him. To this day he believes that there are lingering voices from the people he's fed off of in his mind. No one is really sure if this is real or just his imagination.

Otherwise, Dalacur can be quite easy going. Unless he decides that he needs to listen to one of the voices in his head. He can turn from a proper gentlement into a raging psychopath in a blink of an eye. While it would be smart to be on Dal's good side, many find it hard to predict what he'll do next.

Likes: blood, screams, shiny things
Dislikes: inconvienences, drinking blood from a bag, cold blood
Strengths: Speed, physical strength, telepathy
Weaknesses: Lack of sanity
History: Dalacur doesn't remember much about his past. And in all honestly he doesn't care. He's lived too long to care where and when he has been when he was a child.

He was turned into a vampire fairly late in life. which gives him the appearance of someone in their thirties. But ever since then he never looked back. He rampaged through the cities and ripped humans to pieces without a care. It wasn't until he met up with other vampires that he was calmed down. Forcibly. They liked him enough but had to curb his murderous intentions.

Over the decades he seemed to calm down but still refused to stay out of trouble. Drinking from blood packs just wasn't enough for him. Now that he's forced to reside within the Community, so the council can keep an eye on him, he has been made to drink 'dead' blood. He despises it, but unfortunately has not had the chance to find a way out of the situation. The council liked to use him as the man that could make things 'disappear', his tactics were...twisted but they worked.

Unfortunately business has been low lately and Dal has been getting restless.

[THE PUPPETEER]
... behind the curtain
Alias: Creed
Experience: 13 years
How you found us: Admin
Other characters: Kaiden
How we should contact you: PM
RP Sample: N/A

THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY FROSTFERN OF CAUTIPN 2.0. APPLICATION EDITED BY: (AberrantCreed)

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