JUSTiN FLYTE

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JUSTIN FLYTE

NAME: Justin Flyte
NICKNAMES: Jussin, though he hates it, and Blind Boy. If you want him to freak RIGHT out on you.
AGE/BIRTHDAY: 34
JOB: Possibly The Last Dance?
GENDER: Male
SPECIES: Vampire
SEXUALITY: Straight
MENTAL DISORDER: Mild Bloodlust Disease
RECOMMENDED BY: His Parents

INNATE ABILITIES: Justin's oddly good at making people comfortable, and/or happy. He does this through making them laugh, and feel like he's a truthful, trustworthy person. However, he doesn't often bother with this often anymore.
SPECIES ABILITIES

MESMER

The ability to cloud the minds of Humans and Witches, as well as daze werecats, Justin has taken to easily. Not only does he use it often, though he takes advantage of those under this "cloud." If Justin has problems, such as getting into a club for example, it isn't unusual for him to use this ability on whoever is giving him difficulties. He finds it rather amusing.

INCREASED SPEED

This is by far the Ability in which Justin uses most. He loves being able to have an advantage over others, and finds it very useful when hunting, or trying to intimidate others.

IMMORTALITY

The fact Justin won't die, unless killed, certainly boosts his confidence. He isn't afraid to get into fights any longer, much unlike his old self, and because he knows he won't die of old age, he takes his time with things.

PATIENT TYPE Invitus
MENTAL DISORDER: Bloodlust Disease, although that is all he insists he has
SYMPTOMS

Even the feint scent of blood is often enough to completely capture Justin's attention, and often sen him hurdling into a very predatory state of mind. When he's full, however, it's not nearly as bad. Though, he will still be caught off guard. It takes him extreme concentration and control to be able to continue on his way, without following after the scent. But, that's just scent. If Justin sees blood? It's like a... double-whammy. The smell catches his attention, and most of the time, he literally cannot control his actions. He must either be removed from the room immediately, most likely by another, or he will surely go into a blind frenzy.

TRIGGERS I believe I kinda explained this above? The sight and/or smell of blood usually make him lose it.

FAMILY
FAMILIAR: None
MOTHER: Marie Flyte
FATHER: Jeffery Flyte
SIBLINGS: None
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: None
OTHER: None

HISTORY:

Justin did have a normal life, at one point. He grew up in a normal family, though a little on the poor side, but that was no matter to him. His parents were always out working, though they both loved him dearly, and Justin became used to this way of life. He began working at the age of thirteen, running jobs for the people along their road, before finally getting a job bussing tables. He was an only child, and therefore was being relied on to help provide for his small family. His life was all routine, until he met her.

She'd gone to the same highschool as Justin, and the two had immediately connected. He was only 16, as was she, but the two couldn't not care for each other immensely. Justin believed he loved her, and she quickly admitted it to him, in return. He wasn't one that dated a lot of girls, and so for him to go the distance he went for her, it was an eye-opener for most.

That all changed though, two days after Justin's 17th birthday. They'd wanted to see each other, but she'd gotten into a bad car accident on the way over. Justin was shattered to learn she'd died instantly.

This, of course, was the start to his problems.

He hadn't loved her nearly as passionately as he would soon learn he could, though the death still hit Justin hard. He began getting into fights and acting out in school, as well as drinking and clubbing. His parents noticed this and took concern, but Justin refused to get into shape. He didn't give a fuck any longer, why should they?

This went on until he came home drunk one night, and ended up getting into a fight with his parents. It ended in hours of yelling across the house, before Justin stormed out into the night. He went and partied, as expected, before wandering the streets afterwards, in search of a place to stay.

Instead, he found a fight.

Justin didn't remember who it was, due to the fact he was drunk out of his mind, but he held up a good fight either way. Until, that is, the other guy brought out a knife. Justin later learned the guy did such a thing because Justin had danced with his girl. Overreaction, much?

Anyways, so Justin and this guy fought it out, before the other guy pulled out a knife. And proceeded to stab Justin four times. He was surely going to die, if it wasn't for the Vampire that found him afterwards. Justin lived, and changed, and took to the new life with anger. He was never the same, and moved out of his house quickly, abandoning his parents unless he needed money. He would party like always, for the years, until he met yet another girl. She was around his age, or the age he looked like he was, and Justin took a liking for her, as well.

After all, people say don't be afraid to fall in love.

So, Justin allowed himself to fall in love with her, again. But see, after he was completely head-over-heels for her, she, much like the first, died.

This was the straw that broke the camel's back.

Justin went into a sort of depression, where he refused to eat, and was out every night, drinking. He'd completely ruined himself, and when he developed Bloodlust Syndrome and lost it on someone in the middle of a club, he was hauled back home. His parents sent him to the town immediately, and he'd been here every since.

PERSONALITY:

Justin used to be the happy-go-lucky boy, everyone could turn to for comfort. He used to be the boy that would go out of his way to make others happy, at whatever cost. Sadly, Justin isn't that boy any longer. Instead, he's the exact opposite. Justin no longer goes out of his way to improve anyone's mood, unless they are a considered a close friend, and will overlook someone upset. He will step in when he feels in necessary, though otherwise Justin mostly keeps to himself. He never comes across as "happy" anymore, and instead seems guarded, or even angry. He's turned harsh, and expect others to suck it up, and deal with life, like he's learned to.

Justin, no matter how shy he used to be, is now perfectly fine around girls. He likes to have flings here and there, carelessly, though as soon as he starts to feel attached to the person, he will pull away dramatically. He's become scared of commitment and love alike, due to the fact both of his loves died. This, in turn, has driven him to be a "no strings attached" kind of dude.

Aside from Justin's abnormal harsh exterior and confident attitude, he does also have a completely aggressive and dangerous side to him. He often find himself getting into fist fights, and although he is sensitive to blood, he can't help but be completely exhilaration by a good fight. He hates other guys, both because old habits die hard, and because his personality tends to clash with them. The don't always appreciate his aggressive nature towards them.

Now, Justin does have a soft spot. He does feel, and there are times where he will recline into that sad place within himself. He doesn't let anyone see it however, and only lets the closest people to him know his true self.

STRENGTHS

• Hand-to-Hand Fighting
  
• Appearing/Acting Normal
  
• "Hunting"
  
• Partying
  
• Getting Out of Things
  

WEAKNESSES

• Blood
  
• Love
  
• Commitment, he's been scared away from it
  
• His Past
  
• His Anger, it tends to get out of control
  

LIKES

• Partying
  
• Drinking
  
• Fighting
  
• Blood
  

DISLIKES

• Sunlight, duh
  
• Love
  
• Most guys
  
• Witches
  

SECRETS

• Both girls he ever loved died.
  
• He discreetly blames himself.
  

FEARS

• Falling in love, and loosing the girl again.
  
• Loosing it on someone he cares about.
  

GENERAL APPEARANCE

EYES: Light Blue
HAIR: Brown, shorter
STYLE: Casual; generally jeans or shorts, and a T-Shirt
BUILD: Taller, at 6'1, with a muscular build
SCARS: Several, one down the contours of his cheek, the others in random areas throughout his body
TATTOOS: Clicky!


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.xXx. Sometimes, Justin just... didn’t ask. Usually, it was either because he honestly didn’t want to know, or because he was afraid to. Here, as Cris easily pointed out her guitar was, indeed, female, Justin wasn’t sure which it was. Did he just not want to know, or was he afraid? Justin chuckled, noting the grin that came so close to springing to her lips. This was something, he decided then, that he loved about her guards being down. She wasn’t protecting her emotions like she usually did; she wasn’t bothering got filter them. Normally, Cris would fight back that little grin. She would fight against it, and probably end up smirking how she did. Justin’s expression simmered, his smile shifting to a slightly more endearing, affectionate smile. He’d gotten so lucky, he really had. Justin shook his head a little, amused, before nodding in reaction to her previous comment. Way to zone out in sapness there, Justin. Another little playful grin leapt to his lips easily then, as he stood, laughing at Cris’ little remark to his comment. The littlest things tended to amuse him tonight, like the faked seriousness of their little conversation, currently. It was an entirely unserious conversation, about dancing in the rain, and yet the two managed to be completely childish and pretend it was some important manner. Did Cris do that with anyone else? Not that Justin had ever seen, personally. He betted maybe with Lux, but Justin wasn’t going to ruin the moment by thinking about Marluxia and Cris frolicking about in some field, somewhere. Nah, he was going to cherish the moment, and believe that it was, actually special. It was a first with him and Cris, so that was what mattered.


It was at that moment when Cris laughed at his response to her little song, before proceeding to sing him a little verse. After, of course, adding in the fact Justin was the weird one. He shrugged, laughing for what seemed to be the millionth time tonight, before listening to her. There was something about the beat and lyrics that made Justin grin; something about them that spoke to his careless, fun-loving, relaxed, attitude. It seemed like the sort of song that let him picture running along a beach, laughing and playing. Justin smiled as she continued, the lyrics softening his features, just to the slightest. He wasn’t one to be able to help it though, he was letting the sapness get the best of him. Justin grinned a little, before she added a little comment at the end. He paused, watching her expression, just to make sure those were safe grounds. They seemed safe, but was Cris secretly hiding her emotions again? Was she hurt? Justin stayed still for a few seconds, hoping she wouldn’t notice, before allowing his grin to slowly curve his lips once more. She was good. He was sure; she had to be.


“Well, I can tell you one thing.”



Justin said, once again in his happy-go-lucky, playful tone-of-voice.


“I’m definitely not into yoga.”



Justin said with a smirk before bowing, tipping an invisible hat, and holding a hand out for her as he asked to dance. He laughed when she curtsied back, yet another unexpected action on her part, before speaking in an unacceptable English accent. Justin scoffed after she finished speaking, though it was amused and kidding. He rolled his eyes, grinning. How did the girls do that? They’re all “Oh, how do you do? Do you fancy some tea?” all amazing-like. As if it was NATURAL. Justin couldn’t understand it. Maybe he had a secret speech-impediment? Towards English accents? He couldn’t be sure! One thing he was sure of, though, was that looking into English-accent lessons would be a good idea. Because he was sure there was such a thing.


“Jolly good!”



Justin said, before laughing, having no real idea why he’d said it. He was in a good mood, don’t judge him. He grinned and took her hand easily, before placing his other loosely on her hip. Screw all that firm-ball-dancing crap. Justin was all for dancing like a crazy person, here. He winked, before chuckling again, and pulling her into a flailish little dance. Justin liked to dance, sure. But his type of dance was the street, club-ish dancing. There was no way in hell he knew how to ballroom dance. He laughed, just thinking about it! The two danced easily, as Justin guided her through a few little spins, though the way he moved was nowhere near proper. He was relaxed, hopping about merrily, and laughing the entire time. He was amused, that was what mattered. The rain came down harder now, though not so it was a pest. Justin flicked his soaked hair out of his eyes, ignoring the way his jeans clung to his legs as he danced, or the way water splashed his legs with each step. Justin flung his head back, looking at the starry sky above them, before slowing and coming to a slow stop, his chest rising and falling delicately with each breath. He stopped, his hand on her hip slipping into the small of her back lightly, to pull her forwards... Just lightly, just to the slightest. Because he knew of her issues. Because he cared about her.


Because he loved her.



Justin’s other hand, still holding hers, lowered, his fingers entwining with hers slowly, as he leaned forwards to rest his forehead lightly against hers. He looked at her sincerely, his smile slight, as a breathless laugh left him. Her lips were so tauntingly close, Justin couldn’t help but give into temptation.


So, he kissed her.



Justin smiled into the kiss, a completely automatic reaction, before pulling back just enough to be able to speak. He didn’t have enough rationality to filter his thoughts, not enough control to care. Would she be afraid? Would it ruin the moment? Justin hoped not. He hoped desperately it wouldn’t. He watched her with soft eyes, before speaking.


“I love you.”



He spoke softly, breathlessly; words in which shocked him into a silence, though completely represented the couple’s time with one another.

Name: GREY
Age: 7834294839247923.98
RP Experience: DHUSAIHOIDS?
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