What's you name? ;;Oscar Alastair Downing.
Your age? ;;19 human – 115 vampire.
Job? ;; Looking for one.
Married? ;; Not as of yet.
If not, crushing? ;;Not to my knowledge.

IF YOUR A VAMPIRE AND YOU KNOW IT
Diet? ;;Vegetarian Vamp.
Loner or follower? ;; I currently wander alone.
Do you have any powers? ;; Yes, I can feel and manipulate pain for whatever reason I may need.
Explain when and how you were changed ;; Attacked when camping with my friends one night. It was pure luck that I survived. If you could call it luck. (more in history.)
What is your eye colour? ;;Vampire gold, changes to auburn or black when I'm thristy.

THE PAST IS THE PAST

What happened before and after your change? ;;

Born on April 23rd 1893 Oscar's life was a little bit of a struggle during his mortal days, life was repetitive, the same old routine, get up in the morning, go to school, go to work then home. Nothing really happened. He grew up in the middle class life, his father was an artist, although he was widely discredited. His mother lived in unemployment, due to health problems.

At the age of 8 Oscars mother,Amelia was diagnosed with bipolar. Oscar did his best to comfort her, missing time out of work, skipping school just to keep her happy. But she still couldn't handle it. She killed herself when Oscar was merely 10. His father, unable to cope with his lost of his wife,left Oscar and his sister Eliza, leaving them with there auntie Marie. His life escalated then, he grew up in a more comfortable environment then, no longer did he have to worry about his mother or how there family was going to cope. No. Now everything was going to be okay. Or was it?

He graduated high school when he was 18 with flying colours, being accepted into many colleges including Dartmouth, Harvard & Syracuse to name just a few. He attended Harvard for a year, exceeding expectations with his perfect records and flawless sheets. He started dropping out of classes after her started dating a girl he met outside of college, her name was April Davies, a stupid teenage crush, something that would soon pass. While dating April, Oscar met a few of her friends, as well as his own. He started hanging out with them getting into trouble for the simplest of crimes.

One night when he was out with his friends, after he ended his mere 2 month relationship with April, when he stumbled across a small forest where, being an adventurous sort, he thought would be a good idea to stay for the night. Maybe not the best idea he's ever made. There camp was attacked by a coven of thirsty vampires, all of his friends, Killed. He was kept alive, only by the coincidence that the vampire that attacked him was too preoccupied attacking his friends to finish him off.

Who may I ask are your parents? ;;

--Mother: Amelia Austin [Dead.]
--Father: Alexander Downing [Presumed Dead.]

Are you an only child, or do you perhaps have siblings? ;;

--Sister: Eliza Downing. [Dead.]

APPEARENCES CAN BE DECIEVING

Hair Color? ;; Dirty Blonde.
Height;; 6'5
Your Frame? ;; Slim, but well muscled.

Please explain your appearance to me ;;

PICTURE PERFECT.

I guess, with some people, beauty is infinite. Oscars sleek,pale, smooth skin is almost to innocent to stand. His deep auburn eyes smolder behind his luscoious eye lids. His semi-long thick light brown hair dazzles with the simplist of flicks. On his right mucsley arm lies a long cresent moon shaped scar from an early fight with a vampire, but nothing else perticularly stands out from this lustfull being.

How would you describe your personality? ;;

Like most things about the new improved Oscar, he's a mystery. Nobody has ever really been able to desipher what lurks behind those pair of illustious auburn eyes. But alot can be said about his outisde personality, he's upbeat for the majourity of the time, loving his new life, like a gift from above. He's cunning, able to sneak his way through the thickest of hearts to uncover the truth about something and/or someone. Although he's never truely been in love, part of him wants to share this new life with someone, someone to call his own. For many years he considerd changing someone, but he knew the taste of there blood would drive him quickly into a feeding frenzy, and land him back into his old habbits.

He's smart, very smart his consistancy of hard work from when he was human paid of after all this time. There arn't many things that Oscar fears, mostly only eternal loneliness, the throught of always being alone petrifies him more than the fact that he's a monster.

Your strengths? ;;

• Cunning and sly, able to quickly 'woo' information out of a person with hardly any effort.
  
• Good Looks - He uses this a lot to his advantage.
  
• Sense of reliability - He knows when he's going to far and when to stop the majority of the time.

Your weaknesses? ;;

• Blood - It's the same for any vampire.
  
• Over Awkward moments - always seem to weaken him.
  
• He's got a very short temper, meaning disaster is always near.

RP sample ;;

He could hear her running, the sound of her rapid heart pounded in his ears as he ran after her. His figure was nothing but a surreal blur within the tree's, a flash of pale skin contrasting against the navy of his thin top. Oscar was getting closer to her. It wasn't a hard job, he was a vampire nothing in this world could outrun him, nothing could even compare. But it was also the one thing he knew she feared. He could feel her pain, the pain she was feeling from that day her own father lost control. He had witnessed it from afar unable to help because he knew he couldn't control himself, or at least thats what he's come to convince himself, it was futile he knew, but he knew he had to try to forget that day, to try to forget what happened, but he couldn't. Oscar didn't even know them, he had only briefly seen Anne when she was alone walking around, but still, he didn't know them.

He stopped for a moment frozen in motion, his face contorting into a deep frown, his lips twitching up in pain. His power, or as he called it the curse, was too much for him, he could feel her pain, the anger, the sadness, the loss. He could feel all of it. He walked silently through the tree's wincing occasionally as the pain flooded through him. He didn't know why he was following her, well that would be a lie, he does know why, but he didn't want to admit it, no it couldn't be true. He threw the thought out of his mind, concentrating on finding her. He closed his eyes clearing his thoughts and breathed in and out a few times trying to fix his concentration on something other than her pain. His eyes snapped open as he smelt the one thing that would make this situation a whole lot more difficult. Blood. He clamped his jaw shut in restraint, his teeth grinding together as venom pooled into his mouth. His almost golden eyes visibly darkened as he battled with himself.

Slowly he took a step, only one at a time towards where he could hear her crying, he could feel her body tremble with pain as he shuddered, the mix of that and her flowing blood was becoming way too much. Oscar struggled with himself, wrapping his arms around his stomach, in an attempt to ease the pain he felt as well as trying to restrain himself. He carried on walking at human pace his eyes wincing as pain shot through him, he could see her now, he was approaching her from the rear. He knew she couldn't hear or see him so he sat down, cross legged on the rough undergrowth, his hands still firmly gripping his arms in restraint. He watched in silence, his jaw shut his eyes wild. He didn't know why he was afraid to talk, she didn't know him, how would she, the one time they had met properly she was unconscious. He turned his gaze to the ground, listening to her rapid heartbeat before he finally decided to speak. "It's not safe to be in the forest alone you know?" he spoke in a soft, gentle voice as he looked towards her with pained eyes.

Face Claim ;; Trent Ford.