VINCIT, valerian vincent

[VALERIAN VINCENT VINCIT]

VALERIAN VINCENT VINCIT.

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hello! i am josh and i am 20 years old. i am boarding the male train, and i have been role playing for 5 or 6 years. also, i play no other characters. if you want to contact me, reach me at vincent, [e-mail], or [e-mail]. that's all folks!

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THE BASICS.
FIRST THINGS ARE ALWAYS FIRST.

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FULL NAME : Valerian Vincent Vincit
NICKNAMES : Vincent, Vince
AGE : 39, October 31st, 1940
GENDER : male
ETHNICITY : white
RELIGION : atheist
SEXUALITY : heterosexual
STATUS : single
MEMBER GROUP : le wizard (because in french la is female and le is male ^_^)
BLOOD STATUS : pureblood
PLAY-BY : Bradley Cooper

STARTING THINGS OFF.
JUST A LITTLE TEASER FOR THE BIG PICTURE.

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PATRONUS : Acromantula
MIRROR OF ERISED : The world in my vision.
AMORTENTIA : Fire, Blood, and Death.

THE MINOR DETAILS.
WHY NOT EXPLORE OUR WORLD AND SEE ITS DEPTHS.

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ENTER FIRST NAME'S DISLIKES :

• Righteous People
  
• Voldemort
  
• The Order of Phoenix
  
• School
  
• People
  
• Flowers
  
• The Sun
  
• His Brothers

ENTER FIRST NAME'S LIKES :

• Death
  
• Blood
  
• Dark Arts
  
• Spiders
  
• Snakes
  
• Women
  
• Killing
  
• Smoking

GOALS :

• End the stupid family tradition.
  
• Kill everyone.
  
• Have a family.
  
• Watch Voldemort die.
  
• Kill his father.

FEARS :

• Being killed by his brothers.
  
• Voldemort finding out about him and his brothers.
  
• Azkaban

SECRETS :

• Would rather not kill his brothers.
  
• Sometimes wishes he was someone else.
  
• Serial Killer

WEAKNESS :

• Overconfidence
  
• His brothers

STRENGTHS :

• Cunning
  
• Manipulation
  
• Magical Prowess

OVERALL PERSONALITY :

• Cocky
  
• Asshole
  
• Unloving
  
• Smart
  
• Great Speaker
  
• Life of the party
  
• Very outgoing
  
  Vincent. What is there to say about him? He can be a cold, heartless bastard, yet to some he can be friendly and loving, and that is very few people. He doesn't keep many friends if at all, but people do seem attracted to him in some way. It might be his skill at manipulation, but mostly everyone fell for his tricks and could even turn up dead if they got too close. That was sort of his way of picking victims.
  

BY PROCEDURE.
JUST TO STRAIGHTEN THINGS UP.

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HOMETOWN : Glasgow, Scotland
CURRENT RESIDENCE : London, England
CURRENT EMPLOYMENT [/color]: Borgin and Burkes employee.
MOTHER'S NAME : Lillian Sarah (Devore) Vincit
FATHER'S NAME : John Abeye Vincit
SIBLINGS : Gregory Cole Vincit and Vladimir Latham Vincit
OVERALL HISTORY :

The Vincits have books and books of history to be told, but only a little part is devoted to Vincent. He's the oldest of the three current brothers to roam the wizarding world. Being the oldest, he sort of gets the upper hand in the battle between him and the other two.

He hated his time at Hogwarts. It was years spent barely passing his classes, not for lack of smarts or the ability to learn, he just thought it was boring and a waste of time. All the students seemed to want to be his friend too, which he hated more than anything. It did help him learn how to easily manipulate and draw people in for the kill. He also committed his first murder in his 4th year with the help of his father, then he helped Cole with his first murder a few years after that.

After school, he went on to work at Borgin and Burkes to keep a low profile while he trained to kill his two younger brothers, which he honestly didn't even want to do. He kept up the persona so his family wouldn't find out, but if it came down to it he wasn't sure he'd be able to do it. He thought his family's tradition was total shit, and wanted it to end.

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FINISHING TOUCHES.
THE SAD ENDING TO A PERFECT BEGINNING.

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ROLE PLAY SAMPLE :

The Delvins. Vincent was so tired of the fucking Delvins. They were the worst type of wizard that could ever roam the earth. All their little protests about muggle rights was just sickening to Vincent. The muggles didn't deserve a shit of a life. The Delvins blood was so pure, he couldn't understand why they wanted to dirty it up by acting they way they did or marrying outside the pureblood line. Aurora was the worst of them. He'd had her in his grasp and he'd let her go. Sure it was fun to toy with her at the time, but it grew so tiresome wasting all of his enery on her. He thought perhaps a different Delvin would be more worth his time.

The Delvins were the reason that Vincent was even stepping foot into Muggle London today. He couldn't get to them directly anymore. They'd set up a Fidelus Charm on their home and those that didn't work in the safety of Hogwarts were steering clear of any territory Vicent and his army had been known to inhabit. There was always a different way though and he never had to think hard to figure it out. He was a smart man after all, not many could top his intellect or his power. He could resurrect Voldemort himself and even he most likely wouldn't stand a chance. The man was too reckless while Vincent was calm and collect almost all of the time. No stupid children were the top of his to kill list.

Vincent had chosen to wear normal clothing today. As much as he hated the muggles, he had to fit in today. He didn't want anyone tipping off his target. Better yet, he didn't want his target fleeing from him upon his presence. The whole lot of muggles, all them, despicable. They call this clothing? This isn't clothing, these are rags. He thought to himself, then he spat on the ground as he passed an elderly man walking down the sidewalk. They can't even properly care for their elderly. What kind of human deserves to live on the earth if they can't even live a long life.

St. Mungos was finally in sight and found a nice secluded spot to hide-out while he awaited his target's exodus from the building. Vincent had been trying to hold his breath most of the journey because of all the possible meals milling about the place. He couldn't afford his hunger to overpower him, not that it ever did, because it would give him away immediately. Being a vampire was such a chore for him a lot of the time. Sure, he'd been changed of his own free will, but it wasn't that he wanted to be a vampire per se, he just wanted the power that came with it. He demonstrated that power afterward by killing his sire so that nobody would ever have power over him. Vincent preferred to remain unconnected to any one person except his family. That was his only weakness.

Vincent waited and waited, looking at his watch every so often. She was so lucky that he needed to do this a certain way. Otherwise, he'd have walked straight into St. Mungos and demanded them to hand her over. He was a very intimidating person and not many people refused him what he wanted. He had to thank her though, her being late meant that he would have the complete cover of darkness to do his bidding. He'd prefer if tonight went uninterrupted. That is unless his actual target was to show up. The girl in side was merely a pawn in his sick plan. How lucky she was that he was one here tonight. If Latham had been sent here, the girl would be dead within the hour. Vincent, however, preferred to play with his food before he eat it. If she was extremely lucky he'd even let her live. He didn't want too many wizards dying in his war, after all, he was only after the muggles and muggle-borns.

Vincent's ears perked up as he heard a sound not too far away. He looked up and noticed the girl had finally left her work and was walking down the sidewalk, alone. He grinned at how stupid people were at the best of times. He crept out of the bushes and walked almost soundlessly towards her as she passed by. After a minute or so, she stopped and was looking around for something. He took this as his chance to take action. He walked as silently as he could up to where she was and stood just a few inches away from her back. He leaned forward, over her shoulder, and sniffed her neck. "My, my, you sure do smell tasty Miss Aarons."

[WHOREMORESEXUAL.]