Post by Ian Harper on Sept 14, 2012 14:56:58 GMT 1
Playby: (John Barrowman)
Name: Ian Harper
Age: Unknown/30
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: If it breathes, he will tap it
Species: Human
Physical Description: Ian is athletically built, working out in the New Vegas Althletic Club every day will do that. He has a charming smile that can pretty much talk a woman in white gloves into buying a ketchup popsicle on a hot summer day. His crimson lips are a defining feature that just beg to be kissed by man and woman alike. His hair is dark brown and unruly, often seen sticking up but it looks incredibly sexy. He has beautiful blue eyes that are the color of a clear twilight sky.
Attitude: Ian is a sweet guy, very intelligent and witty. He tends to be a bit of a smartass but in a charming way. He is confident and knows he is good at what he does. He is slightly arrogant but its not because he is concieted, he is convinced and he is right. He is one sexy beast. He does not flaunt his good looks and magnetic charm, it does it for him. He just goes through life with his head held high, knowing he is a great guy.
Abilities: Ian is immortal. He doesnt know why and he doesnt like it. But he would never give up the life that he has had. Ian was born 5000 years in the future after the world becomes a very different place. But he would never tell anyone that. There is only one person who knows and he cant tell anyone, its against his code. Ian was in an accident that altered him somehow. He has been killed a couple dozen times but came back to life each time. The accident also altered his pheremones. His scent is enough to make anyone feel a tingle in their groin. Vampires and Lycans are more suseptible to his scent because of their increased senses.
Weaknesses: Ian harbors a deep seeded loneliness. He knows he can never keep anyone forever, not even a vampire because, even though it is a difficult thing to do, once they are killed, they are gone.He is saturated by residue from a time vortex, making him a fixed point in time, this causes him to suffer from occasional seizures that drain him for days. While his pheremones can bring him easy pleasure, it can also attract some unsavory characters. He is in danger of being raped by those who cannot control their desire for him. He suffers from mild PTSD due to past attacks and the trauma of dying since he feels the pain of it.
History: Ian grew up in the future; far, far in the future. He lived in a utopian society where everyone got along and there was world peace. Vampires had become a myth again as the human race grew and they faded back into the shadows where they were more comfortable. Humans evolved into peaceful, eco-friendly symbiots with the planet. When he was 30, a historian came to visit and somehow, Ian was caught in the time stream and he was thrown back in time. He ended up in the 1340's. He has gone through history, fighting in ever war and dying dozens of times. He found that everyone was drawn to him, wanting to sleep with him, be close to him, love him. Even straight men wanted to sleep with him. One man in particular, whom he had a 20 year relationship with was once questioned by his sister, "I didn't know you were gay." his answer was, "I'm not, it's just...him."
Ian died 5 times during the apocalypse, twice he was killed by zombies. Finally, when he heard of the sanctuary cities, he made his move to New Vegas where he would be safe. Getting eaten by zombies is very painful.
He now lives in New Vegas, working at the academy as a history teacher and part time as a consultant for the VSF, often being called upon to go on archeological escavations, or as he calls it, "Legal Looting." He has a permit to carry a stun rifle to protect him from people who cannot take no for an answer. There is one person in the city that knows why he is the way he is but he is made very uncomfortable by Ian so he avoids him.
Ian was actually able to travel with the historian to help him with some research, for about 8 months. In that time Ian fell in love with him. He knows "The Doctor" is uncomfortable with his presence so he stays away. It makes his heart ache. He knows the only way to get over him is to find someone new. That will be hard to do since he will never know if it is his pheremones drawing someone to him, or if they are in fact, in love with him.
Code Words: CORRECT
Rp Sample: Ian felt it coming on and couldn't stop it. All he saw was the lights going out, but others saw a man start to jerk and fall into the street in front of a moving car. The resulting crunch sound was an unmistakeable indication that the man was dead. The car was moved, the VSF arrived, then medivac team. The body was carried away and everyone quickly forgot the man who had just died in the street.
Ian woke suddenly, taking a deep breath and sitting up as if waking from a nightmare. He was on a cold hard table in a dark room. He felt movement to his left and looked over to see his old friend, Gavin McMahon. "Hey." he breathed and rubbed at his face.
"Tell me something, Ian." the annoyed voice came, "Why do I give you these?" he held up a bottle of pills.
"They make me feel icky, besides, I'm not even sure they help." Ian turned to let his legs dangle from the table, getting his circulation back.
"Do you realize how dangerous it is for me to steal these?" Gavin tossed the bottle at Ian. "Take them, or I'll let the blood suckers find out about you. You're heavy you know."
Ian realized that Gavin had stolen him from the morgue again and tucked him into a procedure room, waiting with him to wake up. "Don't think I don't appreciate it, Gavin, really I do." He felt bad that he had to be rescued again. The last time someone found out he couldn't die, they killed him over and over in different ways just to see him wake up again. He looked over at the man that was as far away from him as he could get, trying to pull his air from the window. "That bad, huh?"
"Ive been in this room with you for two hours, Ian. There's not much air in here, I had to take care of my needs twice...twice Ian." the man looked well put out but amused at the same time. "Why do you have to smell like that?"
Ian shrugged and smiled, "Well, I could just let you have a piece and we could call it even." Ian gave him a wicked grin.
The distance was closed between them in less time that it took for Ian to blink...
Two hours later the two men emerged from the room, bro hugged and left in different directions.
