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Your name/crazy internet handle/whatever: Flurry
Personal journal: fluorescentness
Email: flurry.tan@gmail.com
AIM: flurriously
Characters in Taxon (if applicable): Dean Winchester, Olivia Fawcett
Character name: Levi Blakely
Genre (TV/books/etc): Original
Fandom: N/A
Original Verse Info:
Levi's from the same verse as Ethan. Basically, he’s from a universe where it’s exactly the same as modern times, only there’s vampires. And there’s a secret government group that runs a Facility, which hunts out these vampires and runs tests on them, trying to see if they can turn these vampires back to humans again. They justify it as making things better for humans, and furthering the human race’s benefit through exterminating all of the vampires in the world.
Programmed Possession:
Levi’s own personal mansion, something he jokingly refers to as the Batcave. He probably won’t call it that in Taxon, seeing as there’s a Batman, but. It’s pretty damn huge.
Abilities/Weaknesses:
Levi is a vampire-this means he has enhanced senses, including sight, smell, and hearing. Along with the senses, his being a vampire also allows him to move faster, jump higher, and heal quickly. He also has vampire fangs, which, with the addition of looking pretty damn scary, contain a sort of venom, which burns if it comes into contact with skin. It feels even worse if the fangs puncture the skin. He can also turn other people into vampires, though he prefers not to. As well as the vampire benefits, Levi is rather charismatic, as well as diplomatic, and he finds it easy to talk to and become friends with just about anybody, which can get him into some seriously classified situations if he wants.
Of course, vampires have their weaknesses; he can’t go into direct sunlight, or he becomes a pile of ashes. Holy water causes incredibly nasty burns if it hits his skin. While he can withstand being shot and such, being staked through the heart, being set on fire, and being beheaded also reduces him to dust. He can’t walk on holy ground, he can’t walk into someone’s house unless invited, and he can be repelled by a cross, but only if it’s held in faith. The blood drinking thing is a problem as well; if he doesn’t drink for a certain amount of time, he’ll become weaker and weaker, until he can barely move. As for anything else? Don’t piss him off. It’s hard to make him angry, but when he is, he will not hesitate to rip your head off.
Psychology/Personality:
One of the best words one could use to describe Levi is extravagant.
Basically, that means exactly how it sounds. He never does anything half-way; everything has to be big, glittery, and in your face. This applies to just about everything he does, from clothing choices (leather jackets, tight jeans, lace up boots, eyeliner and eye makeup) to his house (a giant two story mansion sort of place) to his speech and personality (not quite flamboyant, but approaching that). He loves making an incredible first impression isn’t afraid of doing it, and figures the more outrageous he can make said first impression, the better people will remember him. While yes, this isn’t exactly the best trait for a vampire to have, he doesn’t really care all that much. Basically, he’s built for partying and living life as fabulously as possible, and that calls for lots and lots of glitter, glam, and leather. He was born around the 1920s, after all, an era known for living it up.
Levi has a certain charisma about him, an easygoing nature that makes him pretty easy to get along with. Once he’s comfortable with someone, everything he does is relaxed, liquid, and he definitely tones down the flamboyance. When he does that, he’s much more mellowed out, tends to laugh quite a bit, smile a lot, and make jokes. It’s not uncommon for him to call people ‘sweetheart’ or ‘honey’ or other pet names, and he’s pretty affectionate to just about everyone who will let him be. It’s half out of curiosity for him, making friends with the humans, watching them react and cataloging differences between the generations. Not only that, but once he makes friends with someone, he tends to cling, physically and emotionally. It’s very easy for him to get attached, and then be hurt because of what he is.
It’s difficult to make him angry, but once he is (and it’s usually because someone has hurt someone dear to him, or he’s been screwed with to the point of no return) he is deadly. He’s been known to break things and punch holes through walls and furniture when pissed off, and, funny enough, his appetite doubles when he’s ticked; this makes him much more likely to go on a killing spree, or at least a slight mauling spree. When he’s sad, it’s an entirely different story. He’s silent a good part of the time, doesn’t bother dressing up, and tries to get through the day with fake smiles and fake cheer.
History:
Levi Blakely was born in Boston, USA during 1901, and grew up into the 1920s. He was turned in 1927, when he was 26.
Of course, this means Levi grew up into one of the most free-spirited eras in history. Loads of dancing, partying and being generally irresponsible were the norm for Levi through his entire adult life, which was good, considering life before the Roaring Twenties. His human life was generally uneventful, to be honest; he wasn’t exactly the normal one in the family, but it didn’t matter to him. In fact, he spent a good portion of his life out of his house. It’d be fair to say the only reason he ever went back to his house was for a bed to sleep in. His parents preferred to dote on his younger sister and brother, who were perfect little twins with perfect little dreams.
He was turned as he walked home one late night, heading back to his room for a few hours of sleep. It came out of nowhere, and the vampire who attacked him left him bleeding by the side of the road. The token funeral was held (his parents didn’t seem to care much) and Levi’s body was carted off to the cremation center. Unfortunately, Levi wasn’t quite dead yet.
He woke up with a vengeance and a ferocious appetite, and unluckily for the man attending his corpse, he found his first meal within moments of awakening as a newly turned vampire.
It didn’t take long to realize what had happened, and Levi fled, out of Boston and on to the next city he could find.
Surprisingly, Levi adjusted quickly to the life. He really had no remorse in taking lives to feed, not at first, and it only helped when the country sank into the Great Depression. People were dying left and right and nobody suspected a vampire as the cause of death. Levi lived a sort of nomadic life, and, in his desire for companionship, sired several vampires during the course of the 1930s. None of these vampires ended up being anything more than minions, former humans that were grateful to him for saving them from a life of poverty. Levi had no real emotional attachment to any of them.
Life was good, though. He survived the 30s, ignored most of the 40s and 50s, was a hippie for about half of the 60s and 70s, found his love for all things glamorous in the 80s, and settled down in the 90s, finding a tiny town on the outskirts of a much bigger city, and building a big-ass mansion in the woods surrounding the tiny town. His minions took turns watching out for humans wandering the woods, and made sure to dispose of any humans that wandered too close to the mansion. Eventually the woods got a bad enough reputation, and people stopped taking walks through it.
Two major things happened in that time frame of 80 or so years. First, Levi met Ethan Ford.
It was during a hunt in the 70s. Or, at least, what Levi considered a hunt-usually he took home girls that he’d seduced at clubs, and then drained them afterwards. He’d been working at a particularly frustrating pretty young blonde thing, and just when he’d thought he had her, asking her if she wanted to come back to his place, she refused. She told him she was already planning on going home with another guy, and when Levi asked, she pointed to another guy with short brown hair and a vest, white shirt and jeans combination. Irritable, Levi gave up on the chick, and went off to find another meal before the night was done.
He came up unsuccessful, and left the bar in a terrible mood. Until he passed the alleyway by the club, and saw that his meal had actually been stolen by another vampire.
Of course, he waited politely for the vest-and-jeans guy to finish drinking, and then approached. The conversation started out badly-Ethan, because that’s who it was, wasn’t exactly unfazed by being caught, Levi being a vampire or not. But, once everything had been smoothed over, introductions went back and forth, and a somewhat reluctant friendship was made (most of the reluctance was on Ethan’s part; Levi was thrilled to meet such an old vampire).
They didn’t stick together long; Levi stayed him the village and Ethan moved on to the next city. But over the next few years, the two of them called on each other for favors.
After he’d settled down in the 90s, Levi made it a habit of wandering the bigger city a few times a week. He was lonely, despite the constant presence of his minions (who, admittedly, were his friends but were much more similar to his own personal soldiers). So he prowled the city, looking for someone that he could turn.
That was how he met Shane Hayes.
Shane Hayes wasn’t a happy human. His life had been full of misfortunes and depression and terrible living conditions. Still, Levi was drawn to him, and introduced himself. They became friends, and Levi realized just how much he liked the guy, and how much he wanted to continue to get to know him. However, despite their friendship, Shane continued to deteriorate in front of Levi’s eyes, slowly sinking deeper into his depression.
One night, on his way to see if there was anything he could do, Levi spotted Shane on the roof. Hurriedly, he rushed up, and managed to stop him right before he jumped, pulling Shane away from the ledge. It was then he made his decision-Levi revealed himself as a vampire, to Shane’s fright, and offered Shane a much better life than he’d had before. After a short discussion, Shane finally agreed, and Levi turned him.
It’s around six years later, in 2009, after developing a relationship with Shane and keeping his nose clean, that Levi is taken to Taxon.
Arrival Post (Third Person):
It’s a quiet afternoon in Levi’s mansion; the others are out hunting, so he and Shane had decided to take advantage of the silence, lazing around on the couch contentedly. They’re mostly on-and-off sleeping, Levi laying flat out on his stomach and Shane lying pretty much on top of him, curled up.
So, when Levi wakes up because the sudden lack of warmth on his back, he’s understandably pissed off by the change in location.
He’s curled up on the platform when he comes to, and he’s up in an instant, almost a blur. There’s no way that the movement could have been remotely human at all, and that impression is only furthered by the fact that as he does it, he lets out a hissing noise and bares his fangs, crouched and defensive like a cornered animal. He’s heard stories of vampires being taken, experimented on, turned into humans, but there’s no way that could have happened-he’d been in his mansion, and nobody knew where that was. Unless someone had betrayed him… but that’s not the important thing right now. He needs to figure out where Shane is. So, he lets the fangs fade back, but stays firmly in the defensive position.
“Shane! Shane, where are you?”
There’s a long pause, and when there’s no answer, Levi makes a frustrated noise, jumping off the platform to explore more thoroughly. Not that there’s much to explore.
“Listen to me. Whoever may be out there, listening to me, this is not amusing in the slightest. There will be no jumping through hoops lit on fire. Release me and Shane now, before I become angry,” Levi says, loudly enough for any cameras or such to hear him. He’s sure there’s someone watching his every move, and he will have none of that.
“Do you hear me? Let me out!”
Additional Third Person Sample:
The air is cool tonight, a slight breeze occasionally whipping through Levi's hair as he strolls down the street. The city lights are bright and nearly blinding, as usual, and he loves it, loves the ever present feeling of movement that runs through the city like an electrical current. It makes him feel alive, or at the very least, buzzed, and it's a welcome feeling, contrasting directly with the bottomless pit of worry that's eating away at him.
See, the human he's been watching over? Not a happy human, this one, and Levi wants to do something, because this kid... this kid was something else. When he was happy, Levi was happy. When he was depressed, Levi was depressed. It was probably unhealthy for the both of them, but it’d been so long since Levi had given a damn about someone that he wasn’t just going to throw it all away. So of course, when he comes up on Shane's apartment and sees a figure far above, seemingly ready to jump, Levi has never run faster in his life.
He was up the stairs in seconds, opening the door to the roof.
"Shane?" Levi asks, looking around for the figure.
And there he is, by the ledge, staring down at the ground far below the both of them. He looks up, towards Levi, looking confused, and Levi looks at him properly, feeling the pit in the bottom of his stomach dropping even deeper. The look on the human's face-- the look on his human's face is devastated, and Levi wants it gone more than anything in the world. So he inches closer, bit by bit, until he's next to Shane, clutching at the rail and looking up at him, trying to look stern but mostly just ending up looking scared, for the first time in a long time.
“Come down from there, please?” Levi nearly pleads, coming closer. Shane’s hands tighten on the railing, and he stares back stubbornly.
“No.”
Levi's eyes narrow; he doesn't like being told no, especially when he'd asked so nicely. Of course, anger is an entirely irrational response to Shane's refusal, and Levi works on calming himself, shoving away the anxiety and jitters he suddenly has. Not fitting emotions for a vampire. Instead, he takes an unnecessary deep breath, and looks up at Shane, giving him a smile.
“Listen. What if I could offer you something much more than just an ordinary life?”