LEGENDRE, demetrius

[Demetrius Legendre]

DEMETRIUS C LEGENDRE

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conceited ☆ arrogant ☆ selfish ☆ ruthless ☆ blood thirsty
And looks like Jared Leto

Pray to your god, open your heart
Whatever you do, don't be afraid of the dark
Cover your eyes, the devil's inside
One night of the hunter
One day I will get revenge [/center]

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full name; Demetrius Christian Legendre
nicknames; Dem, Dem-Dem (not recommended)
age; two-thousand-fifty years old
birthday; december 25th
race; vampire
sexual orientation; heterosexual
marital status; single

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hair; demetrius’ hair varies, naturally its black and cropped short, but every now and then he’ll do something weird like turn it blonde and grow a Mohawk or something to that effect.
eyes; his eyes are usually an ocean blue, however, when he’s moderately hungry they turn crimson and when he’s extremely hungry (and sometimes, they’ll turn this color when he’s pissed off) they turn black.
tattoos; he has two simple tattoos on the inside of his right and left wrists they are a simple black and red X.
piercings; none
clothing style; he generally dresses in anything black, long pants and a long shirt with a coat is his “normal” style, however, on rare occasions he can be seen wearing flannel shirts. (this is usually only when he’s back in his home alone).
other features; Demetrius has scars all over his body from countless fights he’s been in from prior to his vampiric “birth”, although the vampire who had bitten him gave him quite a few scars as well. Most of the scars are extremely hard to see, and unless you’re a vampire, almost impossible.
appearance in other form; not applicable.
general appearance;
Dem is pale, slender with muscle tone, and appearance wise, tends to blend in with the crowd. He isn’t more than five foot nine inches, so his height doesn’t really cause a ruckus, or well, people assume he looks much more menacing then his appearance usually is. However, the male does come off visually broody and usually one of those people others try to avoid. His face tends to be more intimidating than the rest of his body, especially when he starts getting angry. When his eyes are crimson or black he looks probably the scariest. His clothing tends to be a bit more baggy, allowing him to have knives and guns on him at all times. Due to his some what messy apparel, he’s normally overlooked, and/or not considered to be the leader of the vampires, even though he’s the most cut throat, angriest of them all.

The only thing about Dem that seems a little out of place are the scars. His “sire” had left him scarred from his transformation, the most prominent scar on Dem’s body happens to be on the left side of his neck running from just below the jaw line running in a jagged line down around his arm and ending right on top of the vein on the inside of his elbow. It’s usually not noticed unless he takes his shirt off or wears a tank top (both are highly unlikely to happen). Demetrius is pretty conservative with his clothing; he prefers to stay covered up, even if he is fighting, he tends to move fast no matter what he’s wearing.

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likes; power, revenge, ruling/controlling others, being right, murder
dislikes; liars, traitors, fakers, failure, castors, werewolves
hobbies; killing people, ordering people around, ruining lives (those are hobbies right?)
quirks/habits; he has a habit of breaking things when he’s angry, and he has this thing called “morals”, though few and far in between, its sort of like a quirk about him cause he kills people without a second thought, even people in his own army he’d kill without caring, but he is repulsed by the idea of rape, which is a “quirk”.
fears; fears? Fears? The vampire hardly has any fears, however he is afraid of someone forcing him to open up, forcing him to divulge information, or of a woman getting close to him (this is why he slaughtered his entire family even when he was human). That’s his worst fear, another would be being dethroned, but he highly doubts it’ll ever happen, but in the back of his mind he’s still a bit scared of it.
goals; to destroy the werewolves and make the caster’s into slaves.
secrets; Demetrius, as a human had a son, Even worse than that, Demetrius knows his son is now a vampire. However, he has not seen or spoken to his son; and intends to keep it that way. Basically, no one know Dem has a son.
overall personality;
His personality… Dem is a complete douche bag. Like… no douche bag really can out douche bag him… if that even makes sense. Put it this way, Dem has a high IQ, a low fuse, and sociopathic tendencies. Demetrius is considered a sociopath; he hardly shows emotions and tends to be quiet. He doesn’t speak very much at all, and when he does it usually is about something important. He finds that his actions speak louder than words, and in order to keep vampires in line, he will kill and all that good stuff in front of them. He’s extremely strict and doesn’t take shit from anyone. If people mouth back at him he’ll rip out their tongues, if they make a face at him, he’ll cut up their eyeballs. It’s quite simple; if you’re a vampire, or allied with them, you don’t cross Demetrius. He loathes traitors, in fact he’s more likely to hunt them down and kill them himself. He feels if he uses a strict dictatorship he’ll be capable of keeping everyone in line.

Put it this way, Dem is ruthless, cunning, and very physical. He doesn’t show his emotions, usually his face has a blank expression on it, the only way to really tell his emotions are his eyes, which will turn black when he’s angry. Dem’s short fuse also tends to cause… “accidental” deaths. When he’s angry, or even just agitated, its more likely he’ll kill someone. Dem is complex and hard to understand, simple things can set him off, and things people may consider “insults”, he finds humorous. He is extremely guarded and intimidating.


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mother; Alessandra Legendre - deceased
father; Christopher Legendre - deceased
sisters; Olivia Legendre – deceased, Carmen Legendre - deceased
brothers; Eric Legendre – deceased, Armand Legendre - deceased
other family; Son (unsure of name), around 2021-2022 yrs old
overall history;
Born on December 25th of the year 1 BCE, or well, really 0 AD; he lived in Athens Greece with his parents and siblings. Ever since he was little, Dem’s parents noticed their son was, well, quite frankly, odd. Rather than training with his brothers to be a soldier in the Roman Army, Demetrius opted to go out and kill stray animals. When Christianity took over the Roman Empire, people of the city began to call Demetrius a spawn of Satan, insisting that he was the devil reincarnate. Because of this, the Legendre family kicked Demetrius out of their house when he was only five. The boy, distraught and furious with how his family simply out casted him, began to plan their demise. It took him about five more years to strengthen his body enough so, if need be, he could put up a decent fight with his father. Dem then returned to his family’s home. In the middle of the night he killed his sisters first, then entered his brother’s room and mercilessly slaughtered them. However, he didn’t kill his parents on that night. He allowed them to wake up and suffer through the burial of all of their children, with the exception of Demetrius. After they buried all of dem’s siblings, almost two years later, Demetrius returned to his mother and father’s house. They had failed to have another child, which they were desperately trying for. In the middle of the night Demetrius killed his mother, deciding his father needed to suffer the most. He left the house again.

His father suffered the indignity of having to bury his wife. Demetrius purposely did this, pumping his father up for revenge. It would take Demetrius another 6 years to build up strength and become fully prepared for the fight. When Demetrius turned 18, he finally decided it was time to kill his father. The men met in the middle of the city in front of a giant crowd of people. They fought, and fought, and kept fighting until Demetrius’ father’s energy was at a bare minimum. Rather than call it a draw, Demetrius grabbed his father by the head and swung his sword down, making a clear clean slice. Needless to say, Demetrius didn’t have any family after that night, and for another ten years, he wouldn’t. Between Demetrius’ father’s death and his… incident, Dem had a few encounters with people that really didn’t matter to him. Basically those ten years were dull and dreary with nothing going on, other than him being in hiding of course.

On the eve of Dem’s 28th birthday, he found himself checking into a small Inn in France. Well, at least he had thought it was an Inn. The male had entered a brothel, and without thinking, he took up a room to stay there for the night. Of course he couldn’t sleep right away, so he sat on the bed and stared out the window at the sky. A female entered the room without him noticing and climbed up onto the bed. Up until this point, Dem had been an honest to god virgin. He had never lusted after a woman, nor ever thought he would want to. However when the half naked woman crawled into his lap, it was like Dem’s mental stability had gone out the window. The night he lost his virginity was the night he knocked up a whore. He didn’t know it would happen, and quite frankly, if he had found out he would more than likely have returned and killed the mother and child. Demetrius ended up leaving France the next morning, and leaving the woman behind. It was only days later that he met his sire, the vampire who turned him.

A male vampire turned Demetrius. Not even a female vampire, a freaking dude! Not that it really mattered, Demetrius ended up killing them anyways to sever ties with everyone. Marcus de la Croix made Demetrius his little “protégé” after he saw Demetrius killing someone merely for the joy of the experience. Marcus bit and turned Demetrius, all the while torturing him. As he was beaten and abused, Demetrius’ anger towards his “sire” became overwhelming. After the pain and suffering ended, and Demetrius was finally a vampire, he turned around, eyes obsidian in color and ripped apart Marcus, killing him as soon as he ripped the man’s head off. Demetrius left and feasted on anyone and anything that got in his way, whether it was human or animal didn’t matter to him.

Years past and nothing truly eventful happened in Demetrius’ life. It wasn’t until 2040 when anything eventful happened. The human world was destroyed. Demetrius was as little more than angry when the human race died, however he was pleased to find that there were still people to drain blood from. However, when the treaty was signed (by a different vampire leader mind you) Dem was pissed off. He didn’t want to be held down to drinking and feeding on specific people only. So he was waiting for the proper time to rebel. Well, a certain female vampire certainly gave him his wish. When war broke out between the vampires and werewolves, Dem found out the original leader of the vampires had every intention of doing some sort of peaceful treaty. In anger, Demetrius killed the leader and took his place. He was not, in any way/shape/form going to allow this war to end with a werewolf victory or treaty. The anarchist in Demetrius ignited.

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your name; mars
age; nineteen
rp experience; 5-6 yearsssss
where you heard about us; artttttt
muses; aidan & izzy

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<sub>Demetrius stood quietly in the back corner, not saying a single word as he stood in the Volturi court. His red eyes followed everything the vampires did. He was studying them. Just studying; he apposed no threat to the Volturi, as he had proven, and it seemed Aro was intrigued by the fact that Demetrius had an ability. Perhaps his ability was the only thing keeping him alive. He pondered the fact quietly over and over again in his head. His ability was more than likely the only reason he was still alive. If not for the fact that he could tell them about people who were dangerous and who were not. Though he had openly admitted to Aro he had no intentions of aligning himself with them – but declared he would align with them if they allowed him a few days of studying. The last part was a pure lie. He just wanted to study them, to see how they interacted with humans, and each other. It honestly was getting tiresome. They hardly did anything amusing at all, but sit around and chatter under their breaths to each other. Never really left the building either. Demetrius had to wonder, what happened if a vampire was claustrophobic? How would they react then? Being stuck in this god forsaken building fort his amount of time? He was two-thousand years old and got bored of constantly travelling, so how come it wasn’t ten times more boring for them to sit around an old building for a majority of their lives?

This government was fairly corrupt. Aro was more interested in abilities than anything else. You could bribe yourself out of just about any situation, and truly – Demetrius was repulsed by that fact alone. It came to a point, after only weeks of being with the Volturi, he left the room, the building, and went out into the night of Volterra, leaving the city as soon as he could. The fresh air… it was incredible to him. It felt so nice compared to the stuffy room he had been stuck in for so long. He left the Volturi with an “I’ll think about it”, before jetting off out of the city in the middle of the night. He was hungry, he hadn’t eaten since he had arrived in Volterra, because he didn’t want the Volturi’s left over’s. That was purely insulting. Demetrius glided across the tops of the trees, hardly letting his feet hit the branches as he ran from the city, and the corrupt beings that were the Volturi. He personally disapproved of them. The vampire leapt directly across a road, noticing a car driving down slow. It seems he was noticed. Not to worry. He flipped himself around and landed on the back of the car, slamming down into it, denting it so the car was forced to a halt. The driver, a tall dark haired male got out and turned around, as if he were going to say something.

Without a moment’s thought, Demetrius lurched forward and drained the man of his blood, then ripped the doors of the car off, searching for the other life force. A pale off-white, almost pale blue color emitted from the car. He could feel the innocent girl inside. His lip twitched with a smirk when he reached in and grabbed her. He pulled her out and slammed her to the ground, without a moments notice, he sunk his teeth into her neck and began to drain her of all her blood. When he was finished, he slowly stood up and turned away from the scene, He climbed gracefully and quickly up one of the side trees and was off yet again, running across the top of the trees with the quickest of ease. It wasn’t hard for him to get away from Volterra, it seemed Aro didn’t mind his leaving – or something to that effect. Demetrius kept on his move, running as fast as he could from the city, heading in the direction of Rome. He had been there so many times the city was actually boring to him, however, it would and could be a nice change of pace compared to that disgusting vile building the Volturi lived in. And what would he do for the next few days? He intended to go to Washington at some point, that was for sure. Perhaps, perhaps that was next on his agenda.</sub>

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