Name: James “Doolin” Dalton

Origin: unknown

Gender: male

Seme/Smuke/Uke: Seme

Orientation: Bi

Age: early 20’s to early 30’s depends on the rp

Race: human

Hair: dishwater blond hair and runs down to mid-back

Eyes: gold

Height: 6’2

Skin: tan

Markings: four Ace cards tattooed on his right shoulder with “Doolin Dolton” under it in a scroll

Body: medium build though he runs more on the bulky side

Pictures: [link]

Personality: James is a southern gentleman all the way; he isn’t the type to get angry easily. He is cool headed and calm while most of his gang isn’t.

Skills/Abilities: one of the fastest and most accurate gunmen in the West, though most of the time he doesn’t have to use his guns

Weapons: two .38-caliber revolver with ivory handle and elaborately engraved metalwork, one 12 gage shot gun, and a hunting knife

History: James was the son of Gratton Dalton leader of the Dalton gang, his father was a wild man who took only one woman, his mother Emily McDerwen. Gratton kept his marriage a secret from his gang for if they found out he didn’t know what would happen if one of them was caught. They would tell about his wife and child on the way.
When James was only 5 his father had to leave, his father told him “keep it up Doolin, you will make a good man some day.” Then he kissed his mother and walked out of the door with a gun on each hip and his ammo belt slung over one shoulder. That was the last he saw of his father. Later he heard the he had been killed by another outlaw while on his way back home.
When James turned 20 he was living in town, the old sheriff had died and he had been given the position. He was a great sheriff; he chased off many outlaws from his city and hardly had to use his gun. But one night a gang going by the name of Doolin Dalton came into town, they tore up the place and killing many. James tried to stop them but was shot in the knee by there leader. The man jumped off his horse and knelt down by James who was laying on his back. The man swore up and down because he had shot his nephew. He was Bill Dalton, James on the other hand never knew his fathers last name so he never knew his uncles.From that night on James would have a perminunt limp in his left leg that would cause him pain from now and then.

Living Relatives/Close friends/Enemies: his enemies are the law, close relatives are Bill Dalton

Time Periods: Old west

Theme Song: Simple man [link]

Name: Neculai

Origin: Romania

Gender: Male

Seme/Smuke/Uke: seme

Orientation: Bi-sexual

Age: looks late 20’s early 30’s but was make in early 1600’s

Race: Vampire

Hair: Dark brown

Eyes: Violet

Height: 5'11

Skin: lightly tanned

Markings: scar on his cheek, the name of his friends and leaders Draco & Drago Esposito tattooed on his shoulder blade. scar running from his right side of his upper lip up to the corner of his nose

Body: Slender yet muscular

Pictures: [link]

Personality: Neculai is fiercely loyal and protective of his friends and leaders, he would die if it meant they could live. Some say he had a heart of stone because he can kill someone without flinching or hesitation, he has never been a leader, he is a weapon trained to serve but don’t think that he is mindless no he is anything but. He is intelligent and cunning, he will make you think that you run the show but he is the one whispering into your ear what to do.

Skills/Abilities: Heightened senses, speed, stealth, strength, can influence others

Weaknesses: Sunlight, severing his head [must be completely], removing the heart

History: Neculai was born in Romania, his father had been a simple man who when he got drunk tended to do stupid things. One night when he was drunk he went to a herbal woman named Violeta that most thought was a witch because she could cure peoples ails with medicine and because of her violate eyes. He raped Violeta then left and in the morning he didn’t even remember what he had done.
Violeta had the child who had her eyes and his fathers brown hair, she raised him to trust no one and if he did that he should hold them close and protect them with his life. He didn’t listen to his mother when he was little for he made friends with some of the other children.
That was until the night of the full moon when a creature came to his home, a creature with pale skin and dark eyes so dark they looked like the night sky. This man who was the only person his mother had trusted. Only a few moments after this stranger had come there was yelling far off, and then it was the whole town. The same children that had been his friends came with their parents who had torches and pitchforks. His mother gave him to the stranger who was called Valeriu and told them to leave quickly. Only when they were in the forest far from the house did Valeriu tell Neculai what was happening. They killed his mother and burned his home, after that night he listened to what his mother had told him long ago.
Neculai begging Valeriu to change him into what he was, in tern Valeriu ask one simple question. “if I do this will you serve me, never to disobey me? “ When Neculai agreed, he could see Valeriu smile just before he was turned.


Living Relatives/Close friends/Enemies: his close friends are Draco and Drago Esposito and his sire Valeriu


Time Periods: 1600’s to Modern day

Name: Rafael

Origin: France/Spain

Gender: Male

Seme/Smuke/Uke: Smuke

Orientation: Bi-sexual

Age: looks in his early 20's but made in the early Medieval area

Race: Vampire

Hair: Dark brown

Eyes: emerald green

Height: 5'10

Skin: coffee with cream

Markings: Crown tattooed on his right bicep (just a simple black three pointed crown)

Body: Slender yet muscular

Pictures:[link]

Personality: Strong willed, determined, snobbish and arrogant at times, hot-tempered, protective and caring at times, wants to be a leader but ends up the follower

Skills/Abilities: Heightened senses, speed, stealth, strength, can influence others

Weaknesses: Sunlight, severing his head [must be completely], removing the heart

History: Rafael was born a prince, bound to live in the lap of luxury though most of the time he would rather go and play with the peasant children and be a normal boy. But unlike most his age he was rather weak, his body frail and bones easily broken. Some how he made it through his sickly childhood without to much trouble though he had never made any friends even with his visiting relatives, he never liked his cousins for they would pull pranks on him to try and get him in trouble or hurt. One day he snuck out when he was around twelve years old, he wore simple clothes and started exploring. He met children his own age but they could all out run him and were much stronger then he, but he didn't care at the moment because he was having fun. He met a young peasant boy named Samuel and they became fast friends. That was until they all went swimming in the pond. He went home soaking wet and caught a cold that nearly killed him.
When he reached the age of 19 he was crowned the new king because his father had died without another heir. Rafael was to pick a bride but fell deadly ill, Samuel a boy around his age that had become when he was twelve had gone to the local witch to find some way to save his friend and king. But the only way was for the king to lose his thrown, when he told Rafael this he was reluctant until he was on his death bed. He told Samuel to get the witch and tell her he wanted to live.
When the witch got to his bed chambers she had a cloaked figure with her, "Do not worry your highness, after this you will be stronger and faster. No longer will you have any ails”; a deep male's voice came. The figure stood over Rafael, his piercing gold eyes seeming to stair right into his soul, a pale hand caressed his cheek and the gold eyes came closer and he bent down as if to kiss Rafael's neck. That was when the sharp pain for fangs dug into the flesh of his neck. The pain was so horrible that he passed out.
He awoke in an old one room home with his friend Samuel sitting on the bed next to him. Samuel handed him a crud old looking gold coin with the middle punched out and it before saying "I have packed a horse with some of you fortune in it, it should allow you to get a house some were far away from here. I'm sorry I can not come with you this time. But take this to remember be, it was my fathers." What hurt worse the being changed into something that he didn't know was to say goodbye to his only friend Samuel.



Living Relatives/Close friends/Enemies: His maker who is unknown to him, and maybe Samuel


Time Periods: Modern-Victorian-Medieval

Name: Conall ( Completely Optimized for Nocturnal Assassination and Logical Learning)

Origin: Unknown

Gender: male

Seme/Smuke/Uke: Smuke

Orientation: Bi

Age: unknown

Race: Android

Hair: Dark brown

Eyes: blue

Height: 6 foot

Skin: tan

Markings: bar code tattooed on to his right pectoral muscle

Body: Muscular

Pictures: [link]

Personality: Conall likes to learn new things though he isn't the sharpest, he can be dense at times (like if you trying to flirt) He is a gentle caring individual, he doesn't like to fight and will avoid it at all costs unless your trying to hurt someone or thing close to him. The only time he will be violet is when there is a glitch in is system or a virus some how gets into it.


Skills/Abilities: expert in all weapons, knows all presser points on a human body, doesn't feel much pain but he dose have pain receptors

Weaknesses: bullet to either the base of his neck of between the eyes will shut him down

History: Conall a s created as the next great weapon of war, Jason Stevens was assigned to design the C.O.N.A.L.L soldiers, he was the top of his class and known to be a genus. He had been working on a new learning chip for computers, he government gave him no choice but to work for them and be a part in making these new soldiers. He stayed in a lab for nearly a year working out all the bug in the system till it was nearly perfect. He connected this learning chip into a brain sized computer and the rest was up to the fabricators to make these Androids look just like real people. They made one of the C.O.N.A.L.L soldiers as a trial faze, they train him in all areas including hand to hand combat, fire arms and all around knowledge of his surroundings. Jason was to one to teach him in knowledge. Conall was an excellent fighter but was slow on learning, but Jason was amazed at his progress.
A few months after Conall became operational they were going to terminated him and back better ones from Jason's new ideas the they had perfected. Conall had learned what this had meant from his time with Jason and he didn't want that, he wanted to live and see what were out side the lab and the military walls.
So the night before the date of his termination he broke out of the lab, he was skilled in stealth and knew the lay out of the whole building.He had to kill several guards and a few officers to get out but when he did he never turned back. He had left a note for Dr. Stevens telling him that he would never be killed; he would not stay in the lab and wait to be terminated.

Living Relatives/Close friends/Enemies: his programmer Jason Stevens

Time Period: Modern to future

Name: Drago Esposito

Origin: Italy

Gender: Male

Seme/Smuke/Uke: Uke

Orientation: Gay

Age: 19-late 20's

Race:Human or vampire

Hair: black

Eyes: gray

Height: 5'6

Skin: sun kissed tan

Markings: scar running from his sternum down to his naval

Body: slender

Pictures:[link]

Personality: He is not the type of person the ware his heart on his sleeve, he tends to keep his emotions inside, intelligent and quiet, can be nice but chooses not to be.

Skills/Abilities: skilled killer, able to dump a body and not have the police find it for at lest a year

Weaknesses: he has a soft spot for seeing a strong man cry

History: Draco was a respected Italian Don, who married only once. The woman’s name was Anna, she gave Draco many children but his first born he named himself, Drago Esposito. Anna only gave birth to boys, and all her children after Drago were killed, mostly by poison and before their tenth birth day. After her last baby had died Anna went into a depression that not even Draco could bring her out of, by the time her eldest and now only son had reached the age of eleven she had drowned herself in the bathtub while her husband was out.
Drago learned at a young age the he life would never be easy and he would be tested often. One the night of his eleventh birth day his mother told him she loved him just before she went up into the bathroom and killed herself. When he hit the age of fifteen his father let him see what mafia life was like, he let Drago sit in the office while they had meetings. His father could take him to the cleaners to show him how they prepared the bodies before they got rid of them. He learned how to manage the business by the time he was nineteen and often times his father would ask for him to help on a deal. Drago was an intelligent boy with a bright future. That was until his listened to one of his fathers men, they said they would take him to a bar for a drink and maybe some girls. He found no harm in it so he went, that was when he found out he didn’t like women he found them revolting sexually. The only woman he loved was his mother and it was only the love a son gave to his mother.
Well when the men found out he didn’t like women they nearly killed him. One of the whores that worked at the bar went out for a smoke, only to run back inside screaming then Draco Esposito’s son was dead. Draco’s most loyal man Neculai went out to see if it was true, when he got out there he saw that Drago had been cut open like a fish. The cut started at his sternum and ran all the way down to his naval. Neculai was the only think that saved him from being like his little brothers. But the only way to save his life was to turn him into what Neculai was, a vampire.

Living Relatives/Close friends/Enemies: his sire Neculai

Time Periods: Modern to 1860's