Post by owen on Mar 12, 2013 21:24:10 GMT -6
William C a r l t o n Vanderbilt III
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If you saw me now would you recognize me, would you pat me on the back or would you criticize me.
Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things
[/color][/font]Baby take my hand, don't fear the reaper. And she ran to him, then they started to fly.
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Are You There God? It's Me, Dean Winchester
[/color][/font]Carry on my wayward son, there'll be peace when you're done. Lay your weary head to rest.[/center]
Name Meaning[/color]: is a name given to him because it was his fathers and his grandfathers
Sex[/color]: male
Age[/color]: 21
Sexual Orientation[/color]: straight
Ethnicity[/color]: caucasian
Species[/color]: human
Canon or Original[/color]: original
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The Usual Suspects And What Should Never Be
[/color][/font]Sometimes I get a feeling, deep in my soul. Sometimes I get a feeling, deep in my bones.[/center]
Hair[/color]: medium brown
Height & Weight[/color]: 6'0, 185 lbs
Body Type[/color]: muscular
Distinguishing Features[/color]: has a tattoo of his sisters name on his ribs right under his heart, and his parents on the inside of his left bicep along with the date of their death.
Face Claim[/color]: Jeremy Irvine
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It's the Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester
[/color][/font]I see the bad moon arising. Don't go around tonight, well its bound to take your life.[/i][/center]
Dislikes[/color]: his paranoia, demons, whispers behind his back, drugs (sometimes), gnomes.
Strength[/color]: his fear, money, determination.
Weaknesses[/color]: drugs, his past, money.
Fears[/color]: being possessed again, being alone, never finding people who really love him.
Secrets[/color]: was possessed by a demon.
Habits/Quirks[/color]: often has his head slightly turned as though he's listening for something.
Overall Personality/Appearance[/color]: Will has a really kind heart below all the anger and hurt he hides behind. His temper is sometimes unpredictable much of which is attributed to his addiction issues and while was under control for a while has back tracked to it's starting point due to his possession.
He had serious trust issues and it takes a lot for someone to gain his trust. Once he makes a decision about something he is generally committed to it whole heartedly to it.
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There Is A Monster At The End Of The Book
[/color][/font]You're as cold as ice, you're willing to sacrifice our love. You know that you are.[/center]
Current Residence[/color]: NYC, New York
Mothers Name[/color]: Mariah Vanderbilt (deceased)
Fathers Name[/color]: William Carlton Vanderbilt II (deceased)
Siblings[/color]: Alecia Vanderbilt (deceased)
Pets[/color]: none
Overall History[/color]: When he was 15 years old his parents and sister were killed in a car crash leaving William alone as heir to his family fortune and company. He was a kid left without family or anyone that really cared which meant he was prey to many vultures looking. Instead of mourning he let himself be consumed with anger. He quickly fell into a bad crowd and made himself a bad reputation.
He was spread over the covers of the latest society page and never for his good deeds (Which he actually, on occasion did do). When he was 19 he almost died of an over dose where his so called friends and girlfriend at the time just left him on the floor of his penthouse to die. He was found by his housekeeper and made it to the hospital just in time to save his life. It was this that forced him into getting himself clean.
His company board gave him the ultimatum of getting clean, or a hostile take over of his family's empire, losing it forever. So, he got the help he needed quietly and after a lot of hard word got, and managed to stay sober. Taking more of an interest in other aspects of his life, such as his company he turned himself around, started working with more charities attending more of the expected event. People always surrounded him because of his money but he made sure to keep his company with those who wouldn't lead him back down the same path.
For a while, it worked. His life was, not exactly what he might have wanted, but it was exactly what was expected. He appeared when he was supposed to, gave the speeches when he was told to, threw his money in whatever direction was the popular demand. He even got engaged, to a woman of good standing and was heading in exactly the direction he should have been.
That, was when everything went wrong. One night he was stopped on the street by a woman and before he had known what happened he was suddenly possessed by a demon who called himself Abaddon. Will had been targeted because of his money, power, influence, lack of family ties and troubled past. He could get into the most exclusive, and often more secure places. No one would question a former drug addict suddenly creating a path of destruction. They would, and they did presume a relapse. At the first sign of negative attention, Will's fiance took off like a light, not wanting to be associated with that sort of publicity, so once again he was alone, and this time not in control of his own actions.
The next few months, he was made to do, and witness horrific things. He was lead off on benders and were he not possessed, possibly left to die. Still, the entire time he would never let go, he fought hard and strong against the demon within, and sometimes for a few seconds at a time, a minute sometimes if he was lucky, he would gain back control. Eventually he fought and fought until he grew strong enough to cast the demon out of his own body.
However, when he returned to his life he found everything was shattered he had nothing left. He had no choice but to tell people he had relapsed, after all who would believe the truth? Since, he has remained most days within the confines of his own home, trying to forget the things he had done, trying not to live in fear that the demon will return for him.
Dream A Little Dream Of Me, Bloody Mary
[/color][/font]I never meant to be so bad to you, one thing I said that I would never do.[/center]
No, things suited him better inside, or out on the road where it felt like nothing could catch him. The life he had worked so hard to make himself, the reputation he had fought, and once succeeded, to over come was gone. He had stayed pretty much in the city, with the exceptions of the outskirts or other towns nearby.
Truth was, he couldn't go anywhere without a camera in his face or someone whispering behind his back. As if those were the worst things in his life. He just wanted to get away, somewhere, anywhere really where they didn't know his face, his story, his name. The furthest place away from New York he could imagine. He didn't know what he'd do when he'd got there, or where he wanted to go when and if he did decided to leave.
It was hard, to imagine, but he was pretty sure it was exactly what he needed. With a sigh he left the apartment and headed down to the street. Pulling a hood up he exited out the front door of the building behind some other residents sneaking down the road until he was far enough away that no one would have realised he'd left. All he wanted was a cup of coffee in peace, was that too much to ask for.
Heading down the street he slipped into the first starbucks he found and after getting his coffee settled into a seat in the back burying his attention into a news paper hoping to find news that didn't have his name mentioned in it.
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This application was made by JUL!ET. She worked really hard on
this and watched seasons one through three of Supernatural in 3 days.
She's so hardcore.And you wouldn't want to make
Dean Winchester Romeo mad by stealing it now would you?
He'd have to come after you with a stick. It wouldn't be pretty,
now go play nice and don't steal her stuff.
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This application was made by JUL!ET. She worked really hard on
this and watched seasons one through three of Supernatural in 3 days.
She's so hardcore.And you wouldn't want to make
He'd have to come after you with a stick. It wouldn't be pretty,
now go play nice and don't steal her stuff.
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