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Name: Jordan Aguillard

Age(Real Age)/Birthday: 645 Years Old. November 16, 1367

Age turned: 18

Gender: Male

Brief History: This Is A Section From Jordan's Journal (This Will Be In The First Person) I was born in Athens, Greece on November 16, 1367. If my parents had only known what trouble I would cause... what trouble lay ahead for them... oh god. They would have gotten rid of me instantly, or killed me - I wished for that, even to this day. I had a normal life, much like any child would have had, but I was born into Nobility - so I was a bit... spoiled. It is nothing that I am, was, or have been ashamed of - I love money. I never let this go to my head, however, like my family did. The Aguillard's were crazy military powers and political powers, the combination swirling into one leaving only a love child behind - me.

My life was a blur really, I grew up - trained in debate, because mother was in the Senate and trained in warfare - because father was a general. When I did have time to play with kids my age, I was always the social pariah - no one wanted to be around me, just because I didn't know how to be a child. I had to grow up quickly back then, which still frustrates me. But my life was insignificant back then, nothing exciting ever happened - more so than my teachers saying that I was excellent in foreign languages. All my birthdays flew by, even as I had become a 'man' in that society at fifteen. My life was nothing, and I lived as any other Greek would have - luxuriously and intelligently. This lifestyle would have been anyone's dream back then, but not mine - it bothered me to be like this.

I turned eighteen today, November 16 - the year was around 1385 - and I was truly a man now. I was old enough to have my own estate and settle down and everything, but that would never happen. I would never get to experience such things, because some being wanted me dead - or so I thought at the time. It was the night after my 'right of passage' that I was walking home, through the desolate streets of Athens that I noticed something - I heard footsteps behind me, someone had been following me. This had been obvious to me for some time, because I had been worrying about it and trying to formulate a plan to thwart this persons plans for me - oh how I wish I could have done such a thing. I ran into an alley and hid behind some crates - waiting for my stalker.

The dark shadow approached the alley, and as it passe me, I rushed it. I tried slamming it into the wall, but that was useless - it overpowered me and slung me into the brick wall on the other side of the alley. At that moment I felt my whole body shoot with pain, as my ribs cracked and my arm shattered. This creature... it was ungodly, a vampire - but I hadn't known that at the time. As I lay in the alley, broken - the husk of a formerly proud man - it approached me, with those menacing... beautiful eyes. I had never seen power and beauty fused into one, until now - in those eyes. It leaned down and its face changed as it smelt and saw my blood, then in an instant - I blacked out. Not from fear, but from an excruciating pain that was in my neck - fangs bore into me, and sucked me dry - almost. My veins were on fire, it felt as if they were being scraped with a needle.

I lay there, feeling like I was dying - but this creature wasn't going to let me, so it seemed. It bit open it's wrist and began to pour blood into my mouth. That was the most amazing taste that had ever graced my taste buds, and I craved for it - I wanted more of it. I gripped its feminine arm and drank more, and more - letting it flow through my belly - and then it went dark again. The being snapped my neck and I lay there limp, only to be turned into a vampire. When I came to - I was in a building, that was unknown to me. I felt strange, like I was... hungry, but this hunger was not sated by any form of food. I had no idea what it was, but I fed - on a human, for the first time that day. And I felt.. powerful, I felt like that beast did the night it killed me. In this estate all that was left for me was a note in basic Greek, and a ring - and with that, I gained my talisman to walk in the sun.

(End of Journal Entry)

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After he was transformed, he kept a low profile - blending into every society he could. No one ever knew what he was, or what he was capable of - and when he attacked, it was always an 'animal attack.' Not much was known about him from those years until present day, other than the fact that he has come across many vampires and other beings in his time - and made friends and enemies alike. But he was now in, or coming to Mystic Falls - that was unknown, but that was his new destination. He wanted to finally be free of anyone that knew him, so America seemed like a good place - considering the fact that he had never lived there.

(The Rest of His History Will Be Revealed Through Journals, As He Begins To Trust People - This Is For Character Development, If That Is Okay - If Not I Will Add More Here)



Physical Appearance: Jordan is about five foot eleven, and has incredibly pale skin that almost glistens as the sunlight hits it. His hair is short and styles itself, really - as he sleeps his hair kind of styles, so he keeps it that way. His hair is light brown and very thick, which makes it difficult for him to dry and style - but he manages, when he actually feels the need to. He has an excellent figure, powerful yet compact muscles lay dormant under his clothing from years of working out and tons of perfecting of his body. His eyes are full of despair and sorrow though, and much hate - as he has been tortured by his species for centuries. However, even though his eyes are sad, they are greyish blue and they look very beautiful. A ring can be seen on his finger, which is rather large and he wears it on his right hand on his ring finger. It is white gold and has an emerald sat on the top of it, with the Aguillard family crest - which is a platinum wolf. This ring is his talisman that protects him from the sunlight.

Personality: His thoughts are plagued by an eternal sadness, hatred and loneliness that should never be felt by any other being. Every victim he claims makes him upset, and he feels remorse for all the souls he has destroyed, which defeats the purpose of his nature. He is also a loner, because he has no friends, no one to love him - and no companions at all, not since he was a human. His mind also flares with hatred that is enough for 1,000 men - as he didn't ask for this life, and didn't ask for his family to be butchered. Since he became a vampire he has changed from a happy go lucky kid, to a miserable, life destroying beast. But there is a flicker of hope in the back of his mind - a hope that someone can change him, or help him change. Maybe that someone can make him good again, but that is just a hope - and beggars can't be choosers.

Other: Jordan has no sign of being anything but brutal with his victims, which have been known to be human. Animal blood and human blood share no distinction to him, because they are both needed to sustain his life force - and he will kill, as opposed to be killed. His preferred way of dealing with his victims is going straight for the jugular, and literally tearing it apart with his fangs. He likes to have his victims bleed out, which is a bit cruel - but he has done it for a very long time, so it is only normal. And Mr. Aguillard isn't evil, regardless of his demeanor of killing. He is actually a neutral being, that willfully helps those in need - whether they are good or bad. As long as someone is in need of help, Jordan will choose their side. What he really needs is for someone to show him how to carefully feed, without getting caught up in it and devastating his prey. He doesn't care if they are younger than him, just as long as he can be shown some compassion for his victims.

Name: Jason Knight

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Time Active: Three Months

Physical Appearance: Jason is a man with an average tan, that stands at about 5'11". He is the average athlete, football - lacrosse, soccer - you name it. With all those sports and constantly wanting to stay in shape, he is unbelievably muscular. He has deep, dark brown eyes that show a past of a fighter and a loser - in the sense of being left behind. He has hair that sticks slightly up in little spikes that is auburn.

Personality: Unlike most athletes, Jason is no jerk. He is a sweetheart with a troubled past, and a dark secret. Whilst being totally abandoned he has found a way to cope, and is extremely nice to people - so much that it may make them feel uncomfortable. He has avoided dating because he feels that he can't love someone, because he had to do have done something wrong for his parents to leave him. He is emotionally scared, but is also an outgoing person - but his personality is impressionable, so he can be changed.

Brief History: Jason was born in Atlanta, Georgia on November 16, 1993. His parents were Kimberly and Scott - and they were happy together, so he thought. After a while they had falling outs and were divorced, so his mother had to raise her on his own. Eventually she met Brian Smith - the man she would remarry. Jason was stuck with his biological father's last name and never really felt like his mother loved him the same after that, or that his stepfather even cared for him.

Throughout his life, he was troubled and had nothing to look forward to. He was a liar, a thief and a poor soon - so said his parents. At seventeen he was thrown out and moved to Mystic Falls with his grandparents, which were already in poor condition, health wise. As he was there he was constantly getting in trouble for underage drinking - because that is how he coped, it wasn't healthy but that is what he did. His relationships never lasted - and he tried to keep up long distance with his girlfriend back in Tennessee, but it didn't work - so he was depressed. After a splurge of binge drinking and suicide attempts, he decided he would turn to athletics to change his life.

At school no one really paid attention to him, so he was a loner - a geek, before summer at least. As he finished up the year he noticed that he would have to change, become a better person. A better athlete, a better looking guy - everything. He spent all summer working out, and was told of an ancient family curse - right before his grandfather died. He ignored it - he thought that it was a lie, but he was driving one night and wrecked - he was drunk and it killed the driver. His curse was triggered, and the next full moon - he changed.

He was coming back to school now, a werewolf - an athlete and a new person. His body was sculpted like stone and he was even better looking now. He was perfect - the best wide receiver that Mystic Falls would ever have. It was his duty to himself as a senior to make this the best year of his life, and he was going to do whatever it took to make that true.

Other: I am a super pup of destruction and love.

Which will be this character, upon approval. :3

Accepted, welcome to Mystic Falls!

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Information // Saltzman, Alaric

Name: Alaric Saltzman

Birthday: August 31, 1980

Age: Actual Age 32, Age Turned 32

Gender: Male

Physical Appearance: Longish sandy blonde hair, and hazel eyes. He has a boyish smile and an inquisitive nature. Alaric has an athletic body, with brown eyes. He is mid 30's. He is about 6'0" and he is average weight, probably about one-hundred-seventy pounds.

Personality: Alaric is actually quite nice, well he was prior to being transformed. Now that he is a vampire, his evilest self has emerged. He absolutely hates vampires, anything that has to do with them, and especially - vampire sympathizers. He believes in a world free of the supernatural, but more specifically vampires and everything they incorporate. He shows no regard for anyone, except Elena - because she is his only life line, and if she goes - he goes. He is a bit cocky seeing as he technically can't be killed, and he is also incredibly aggressive.

Brief History: Alaric Saltzman grew up in Boston. He was married to Isobel Flemming at a young age. What he didn't know was that her had a baby girl in Mystic Falls before moving. One night he came home to find her in another man's arms. He was upset and angry with her new obsession of Vampires that he went drinking. When the man began to bite her neck he was shocked to find out that they were real.

Later on in life, he decided to become a history teacher and found the perfect job at Mystic falls High school in Mystic Falls. He found himself grading papers at the bar in The Mystic Grille. A man usually sat a couple of seats down from him. One night it hit him that that man was the vampire who 'killed' his wife. That vampire being Damon Salvatore.

After his girlfriend's Jenna Sommers', death, He found himself the caretaker of his stepdaughter, Elena Gilbert, and her biological cousin/ adopted brother, Jeremy Gilbert. He is usually training Elena in the arts of vampire hunting/defending or drinking with Damon when he isn't teaching or prevents any human from dieing since he wears his ring that protects him from death at the hands of any supernatural.

He made an unlikely ally, Esther, to stop Klaus and and the other Originals. In doing so, she took his ring and fused it with the last remaining white oak stake - making the ultimate weapon. Esther made him into an enhanced Original vampire, making him more powerful than any of the other Originals, therefore making him a god. He was fused with Elena's life though, so that is his only crutch - his step-daughter's life. Once he was made an Original, his evil, vampire hating alter-ego emerged and took over. Now he roams around trying to end the Originals lives, and free Mystic Falls and the rest of the world from vampires.

Other: I am sexy, and I do in fact - know it.