Post by Lonnie on Dec 9, 2012 6:12:09 GMT 1
Playby: (Brad Paisley)
Name: Alonzo (Lonnie) Blackwell
Age: 185/28
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual in duplicate
Species: Vampire
Physical Description: Lonnie has black hair and soft brown eyes. They were so dark brown they looked black when he was human but have lightened some but not enough that one can tell he’s a vampire. His skin is pale but it was like that before he was a vampire so he looks just the same as he did back then. He is 6’ tall, lean and muscular with the nicest, roundest, most perfect ass anyone has ever seen in a pair of Levi’s. He has a square jaw and an infectious grin.
Attitude: Lonnie is at ease with the world, no matter what is going on around him. He is always whistling and doing some chore or another. He even whistles when he’s whittling. He likes to whittle wooden carvings of things from the past like cowboys, native Americans…cows… He is just an all around happy guy and finds a way to make a joke about every situation. He can blend in with a crowd of humans and no one would ever know the difference. It is not often anyone has ever seen Lonnie get angry or upset but there is one sure fire way to know if he does…he stops whistling.
Abilities: Lonnie doesn’t really have a supernatural power other than those of a vampire; super speed, wall crawling, fangs, things like that. But he naturally just looks exactly how he did when he was human so he blends into a crowd and the only ones who would know the difference are the ones who are not human.
Weaknesses: So he can’t sunbathe, wear silver, shove wooden stakes in his heart or drink from a dog bowl…err Lycan… All those good things that come with being a vampire. He also never submerges himself in water and if anyone tries to put him there, they are going to get hurt. Even his family knows better because he will panic and not know whom he is hurting to get away. He can’t go to bed without someone in it, this vampire is terrified of the dark.
History: Lonnie has always been a character, even as a kid. His mother said he was born a smartass, his father said it was better than being a dumbass like his brother Jeb. Jeb was not pleased with the coming of his little brother, Alonzo. Lonnie learned at a very young age to think and move quickly or he could get clobbered at any second. His brother spent most of his days trying to devise ways to rid himself of his smart-alecky little nuisance. Lonnie spent most of his hiding from Jeb.
When Lonnie was 15, his father died of a fever that ran through their town and his mother, Lilly, had a nervous breakdown. That left him in the care of the one person who he was in danger of. When he was 16, one night he was pulled out of his bed, a bag thrown over his head and dragged out of his house. Jeb tied him up and dropped him in a well. Thankfully, there was only 4 feet of water in it so Lonnie didn’t drown. In the morning, a preacher came by and rescued him, but Lonnie was scarred for life. The preacher took him in and took care of him until he could take care of himself. Lonnie fell in love with the preacher’s daughter.
He got a job at a general store and married that little lady and before long, they had a little one. Lonnie earned enough money to put his mother in a home and take care of his family. His brother Jeb was insanely jealous because he didn’t make anything of himself.
One night, Lonnie woke to the smell of smoke. He jumped up and found that someone had set a fire on the porch. When he ran out to put it out, he once again found a bag over his head and he was tied up. This time Jeb told him he wasn’t going to walk away. A short ride out of town took them to a lake where Jeb’s brother threw him in. With all the kicking and screaming he was doing, someone heard him. The last thing Lonnie remembers is sucking in a lungful of water and passing out. When he woke up, his wife was there and he was a vampire.
The Blackwell Posse had been passing by when they had heard his screams, when they went silent, the cowboys rushed to investigate. By the time they got there, Jeb standing on the lakeshore laughing. He was captured and Lonnie was pulled from the lake but he had been under too long, he would never survive after going so long without oxygen. His wife, who had followed Jeb, was given the option to make the choice for Lonnie. She begged them to save him. Lonnie’s first meal was Jeb and he never shed a tear or felt a pang of guilt about it. He left the next day, leaving his wife and child behind. He had no choice.
Code Words: CORRECT
Rp Sample: Lonnie strolled through the night, listening to the island twang in the nights music not far off from where he was. His mind was reeling with song lyrics and he was deep in thought. He was so deep in thought that he wasn’t whistling. He had gone for a long walk and was headed back to the club when he heard footsteps of a lot of people, at least 10 or 15 of them. He stared for a moment and saw that this was some kind of hostage situation and Dakota’s slave was being lead away as one of them. He knew Dakota was in love with her, otherwise he wouldn’t be acting the fool and not feeding. He would be lounging around in Lacey’s bed, frolicking and sucking up all the sympathy he could get. But no, he wouldn’t feed because he wanted that woman in the worst way.
Lonnie simply blurred into an empty space and fell in line with the others. No one even noticed. Casually he moved one step at a time until he was walking next to Maggie with his head down so the brim of his hat covered the top half of his face. “Ahem.” He cleared his throat softly and turned his head just enough to look at Maggie under the brim of his hat with a shit eating grin. His face when serious, taking on a frightened and uncertain countenance and he looked down at the ground as he trudged along with the others. He let himself fall back into the crowd to keep an eye on Maggie since she seemed to be playing a dangerous game with the gang leader.