AVERY, william louis

[william louis avery]

* william louis avery

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NAME: william louis avery
NICKNAMES: will
AGE/BIRTHDAY: looks 25, is really 211. 17th february
RACE: vampire
GROUP: exile
POSITION: leader
PLAYBY: gaspard ulliel

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William was always a misunderstood vampire, even from a very early age. Though the first son of the most powerful and rich vampire in the whole of the city, he never really seemed interested. The peers he was put with to play with meant nothing to him and Will would regularly pull a typical Avery smirk and raised eyebrow before choosing to be alone. With little or no interaction with humans except draining their rich blood, he struggled to find one strand of care in him for the flesh suits and merely used them as play things.

William's mother was always known to be certifiably crazy but she did love her only son with everything. Will was pampered, despite the fact he clearly didn't want it and she urged him to sit with his father and learn the tricks of the trade as much as possible. It wasn't until she went on a insane trip and ventured into the rotters where she met the end of her undead life. William no longer had a mother and quite obviously the gene had long been passed on. William was ruthless, even young, and still possessed absolutely no care for his human counterpart.

Naturally, Will's distant father once again had another son, Nathan. Despite not looking the same, it was clear the two were brothers and were inseperable. Whilst Will's disinterest in being the rightful heir to the fortune dwindled, it was clear that Nathan's did not. Fully aware already what position his younger brother would be in, William took it upon himself to teach some of the tricks of the trade... at least, showed them as his brother was a fast learner.

William could see the obvious. He was an intelligent, ruthless, if slightly crazy, vampire that had zero interest in so called 'power'. In fact, he hated it. He saw how the rotters lived... how they had been forced to kill his mother merely for some blood whilst the rich lavished with their blood, spilling it without a care in the world. It bothered Will and he could never forgive himself for it, slowly starving himself of blood in the safest way possible, instead giving his share to the exiles.

Very quickly, Will gained respect within the scattered exile pack and almost had a private army on the outskirts of the city without anyone really knowing. The lack of blood did nothing to help his growing insanity and before long, William had self exiled himself, much to the confusion and sadness of the city and his brother, Nathan. Did he care? Hardly. It was a sacrifice he was willing to make to try and upset the status quo.

As William arrived in the exiles territory, he was confronted by a group of vampires, claiming to following the one stood to the front. The leader. Within moments and a simple smirk, Will had drained the vampire dry and gained instant respect. Bringing the exiles closer, William utilised their talents and organised the exiled vampires into a unit that was feared. No longer did stray vampires dare to walk into the outskirts of the city, unless they wanted to become food. Still with his disregard of vampires for anything but sex and blood, William doesn't care who he has to push through to get blood to his friends on the outskirts... even if that means deceiving his own flesh and blood.

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ohhai thar, my name's leigh and i've been roleplaying for six years! i know, i'm pretty swell at this stuff by now. you don't believe me? shame on you! oh well i also play elliot thomas williams! and one more thing! my characters are crazy