Andrei Lupescu - Romania

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Andrei Michael Lupescu

Gender:

Age: 19

Ethnicity: Bucharest, Romania

Sexuality: Undiscovered

Occupation: High School Student, with a bunch of part time jobs

True Name: Blank; He’s always felt there was someone perfect to fill his life with out there, somewhere. He just knows there has to be, and will never let anyone convince him otherwise, even if it is the truth.

Role: Fighter

Appearance: Andrei is sometimes considered on the short side; standing a little under 5’7. His hair is just above shoulder length and strawberry blonde, though it changes in shade depending on the season, while his eyes are a startling crimson color. He’s always wearing a coat; not because he gets cold, though thats usually a factor too, but simply because he enjoys all the pockets in one.. The only other adornments he wears, is an old, worn down gold and ruby ring thats missing a few jewels; which he received from his grandfather, and a odd, small hat, tilted to the side. He has quite a few scars here and there; mostly little ones. Both of his ears are pierced with pearl earrings. Even in human appearance, his canine teeth are abnormally sharp and pointed; he can’t disguise it no matter how hard he tries. He still has his feline ears and tail, both of which a silky, solid black in stark contrast to his hair.

Personality: Andrei is almost annoyingly cheerful the majority of the time, to most people. Even more so if he’s around people he’s used to or those he can actually bring himself to care about. He’s had a rather dark past, as others know or at least can imagine.. So one of the only ways he got himself through things, was to try and keep as upbeat of an attitude as he possibly could. After so long of trying to force it, it simply became natural to him. Practically infected by it. This led to the creation of his ability to carry on a conversation of disturbing or frightening content (by other’s standards), with a cheerful atmosphere and the biggest, genuine smile on his face. He doesn’t even seem to realize that this manner of conversing is not considered normal by most people. Its a concept that has always managed just to go right over his head. The few instances that he does become aware his attitude doesn’t match the topic.. On occasion, he’ll keep it up anyway, just to keep his conversation partner on pins and needles. It can be quite amusing.

One of his most notable characteristics that others tend to identify him by.. Is how selfish and greedy he is. If he doesn’t benefit from something, he will absolutely refuse to do anything for anyone (without special reason of course) out of the kindness of his own heart. Andrei comes first to Andrei; unless someone has proven themselves to be worth being more than second best, they will never come before him. As far as greedy goes.. He doesn’t like spending his money on things for someone other than himself usually. Nor does he like sharing what’s his. If its his, its his; If its yours, he’ll want to make it his; If it has no value, its still his, unless he no longer wants it for some reason- the Romanian’s typical train of thought when it comes to most things. Such as food, ‘treasure’ and comfortable spots; anything really, though those three are the most important to him. Though.. Those three things can include anything; or anyone.

Unfortunately.. He has absolutely no shame in most things. He’ll lie to your face without batting an eyelash; lying has become as natural as breathing to him. And as frequent. He rarely bothers to tell the truth about anything to someone unless the truth will benefit him more or he feels bad about lying to the person in question. Which is an extremely rare occasion for the Eastern European man. Andrei also isn’t shy about complaining. If he doesn’t like something, he’ll bluntly make others aware of it; regardless if it offends them or not. He sees no point in lying if he doesn’t like something; one of the few things that he won’t lie about. You can always expect an honest opinion from the man if its a negative one.

On another note, he is a hopeless romantic. He loves anything related to the idea of romance and, like lovestruck girls, spends a good bit of his time fantasizing about it. Classic fairy tales and stories of the lengths people will go to for love and for each other, have always been his favorite. He admires how these fantastical lovers can just throw everything away, all for the chance to be together. Andrei’s always enjoyed reading, this is a well known fact. But What people don’t often know about him, is that he doesn’t own a single book that isn’t a romance once. Well, beside a few agricultural and history books. He also likes love songs; both the classics and even some of the newer genres on occasion, depending on how much he likes the lyrics. Regardless of age, or his personality or past.. The concept of true love and the steadfast belief that it exists is something he can never bring himself to let go of. He feels that if it doesn’t.. Then the world doesn’t have much hope or even a point anymore.

To those who actually take the time to get to know him somewhat.. They will discover a surprisingly childish -both in attitude and mannerisms- side of him. What those who know him best, often claim is what he’s trying to cover up with his normally quirky, greedy nature. He becomes very fascinated with things that interest him, and gets almost as excited as a kid in a candy store, when given the opportunity to learn more about it. The rare moments when he’s genuinely honest, people often misunderstand as sarcasm; they’re usually unused to supposed sincerity and borderline naivety from the Romanian, that people often assume it to be biting sarcasm. He’s turned into a bit of a..wolf that cried wolf one too many times. What they’re missing.. is that he’s mostly just an over-sized puppy that acts like a vicious guard-dog whose bark is worse than his bite. One still shouldn’t offer him their unguarded finger, however..

Likes: Wild Animals - Over domesticated. He rather enjoys observing wildlife when he has the chance to do so undisturbed. The wild is something he hopes to never be erased from both his land and himself, so he clings tight to his feral side with both hands.
Red Meat & Blood - As he uses blood often in his traditional cooking.. He has become quite keen on the taste of it. Its practically his lemonade. And seeing as how he eats mostly meat, most of it rare, Andrei is nearly all carnivore.
Tea - Andrei loves tea. Its practically all he drinks throughout the day. In class, he has a nifty little thermos that keeps some warm for him. In his room, he has a proper kettle...and a few tea sets.
The Occult - Andrei’s always had an interest in things of the occult, even when he was growing up. Magic and things of the like come quite easily to him, though, he often wastes his abilities on trivial things like love potions and good luck charms instead of putting it to better use.
Bread - When he’s not in class, reading or sleeping.. He’s baking. Since its just an activity he enjoys and uses to relax after a hard day, he often makes too much that he can eat alone. So those he’s friends with or like, often wind up with a fresh bread basket on their doorstep every so often.

Dislikes: Being Ignored - Does anyone like this, really? Either way, Andrei can’t stand it. When he actually wants others’ attention, he’d like to not be ignored.. or try too hard to get it.
Sweets - Though he does like sweet breads, things like candy, ice cream and cake, he’s never been a big fan of. He’ll have some on holidays, but otherwise he’d rather go without all the sugar.
Strong Scents - His nose is fairly sensitive. Rather it smells pleasant or not, if its too strong, he won’t like it.
Being Bored -Andy’s a bit of a restless soul. He always feels the need to be doing something of sorts, and can get bored of things easily, unfortunately. He does what he can to keep himself entertained, usually at the expense of others somehow.
Critique - He does things his way. Plain and simple. Doesn’t matter if its constructive criticism or just normal complaining; it has a tendency to get on Andrei’s very last nerve.

Fears: Parasites & Bees- Parasites, flees, ticks; he doesn’t want anything to do with them, obviously. He’s even borderline paranoid of them. He dislikes bees for the simple reason that once he’s gotten a bit hyper, he’ll wind up chasing them.. And getting stung. He never seems to learn when it comes to these.
Losing his grandfather’s ring- Its the only thing he has left of his family.. Well, the only good thing left, that is. His grandfather gave it to him when his father drove him away from home
Never finding true love- As silly as many others might think it is, this is a very real fear to Andrei. He doesn’t want to just find a mate like most other zumans.. After all, real wolves mate for life.

Strengths:
Deception- He’s a compulsive liar by nature; and a pretty damn good one too. He’ll lie to your face without batting an eyelash; and unless he’s doing so as a joke, most people never even realize it until it’s too late.
Loyalty- Fighters are incredibly to loyal to their Sacrifice by nature. However Andrei’s loyalty goes above and beyond the demands of instinct. He’s loyal to a fault, and there’s nothing he wouldn’t do to for his partner.

Weaknesses:
Quick Temper- Andy’s quite quick to anger, with a bit of a violent temper. It doesn’t take much to set him off if someone pushes the wrong buttons, and he can easily be blinded by that anger.
Stubborn- He never wants to give up on anything, if it can be helped. No matter how hopeless things may seem, he will continue to stubbornly push himself; determined to succeed and win no matter what.

History: Andrei grew up in a small, happy family on a little farm out in a small town. Or so he wished. In reality, he grew up in the dirty downtown of a trashy city in a broken-down family; his mother, Sanda, his father, Iosif, and his maternal grandfather, Carol. Despite the times, his father seemed to think it was alright to physically and verbally abuse his mother from dusk til dawn; and any other woman he encountered near the home. Because of this, when he was still very little, his Grandpa Carol was the one to take care of him most of the time. His father barely paid any mind to him and his mother was busy working her soul off in order to pay to keep the family alive with a roof over their heads.

Despite the terrible conditions he lived in, he was always spoiled by his grandfather and loved by his mother; because of this, he rarely even bothered to go out of the house when he was growing up. His little family; father not included; was all the company he could ever want. Everyone else was just a nuisance, even more so if they were women, the vile creatures they are. However.. Every son must eventually go to try and make it on his own in the world. After his father finally got hauled off to jail for something or other, Andrei took it upon himself to spend nearly all of their savings, in addition to a few, large loans, to buy his mother and grandfather a nice house on the edge Bucharest. In order to pay off all those loans and keep his family well taken care of, Andrei began working many jobs, with little to no time off. It was one of these jobs in particular; one at a shady sort of nightclub.. That Andrei fell into the sanguinarian subculture.

Considering his eyeteeth have always been quite long and pointed compared to other’s; instantly giving him a near-vampire look, especially when he smiled and the fact he’d developed a fondness for the taste of blood from his grandfather’s cooking.. He was quite curious about this world. Because of this, patrons of the club assumed him to just be one of their own and took him in with eager, open arms. While it was this instantaneous welcome into a community that he received, that pulled him into such a culture.. It was, quite simply, the kink, that kept him tied to it, even as he grew older. From the vampire culture, he discovered that he had quite the sadomasochistic tendencies in intimate situations.. Even more so, a downright blood fetish, that grew and developed from being so immersed in the culture. His ears were firmly off limits, however, and always would be.

When his mother and grandfather intervened, finally, they kept him grounded to his room; even from school, in an attempt to put distance between him and the world he’d gotten himself into.. Andrei had what could only be described as a withdrawal. And a bad one at that. A few weeks after trying to “cope cold turkey”, a mysterious break-in to a blood bank, of all things, turned up on the news. Sure enough; emptied blood bags littered an irate Andy’s room. Not knowing what else to do, his parents submitted an application for him to Falward Bridge Academy, even though they barely had enough to cover the basic tuitions.. Given his very unusual, borderline fantastical case, the Academy admitted him as soon as possible. He goes the nurse’s office once every two or three days for a “transfusion”. They’ve slowly been weaning him off of it, as he used to go two or three times a day; and working to help him have better self control when he’s..craving.

RP Sample:

A small yawn sounded from a clump of bushes at the base of rather tall plum tree. It was the only one in all of the forested area that Andrei had found.. And once he found it, he knew at once it was going to be his and his alone. After all, it had to be a sign, right? He loved plums and here it was, the only one in the city probably, with a few exceptions in personal gardens perhaps. So he’d built his little ‘bed’ at the base of its thin trunk. Nothing but a soft bedding of grass, leaves and flowers, mostly hidden by a few bushes; only one had been there before.. All the others the Romanian had pilfered from unsuspecting strangers’ yards and replanted around his tree.

While he did own a small, rather shabby..rundown.. ...borderline falling apart.. one bedroom house on the edge of the housing district (He’d practically got paid to take it off the owner’s hands) Andrei always preferred sleeping outdoors, even though he only slept for a short period of time during the daytime. But the growling of his stomach awoke him a little earlier than he would’ve liked. The Romanian made a face as he combed a few leaves out of his hair and rose to his feet, “What I wouldn’t give for an actual omelette for once..” He grumbled quietly, reaching up to pry one of the ripened plums from the branch. While they were his favorite fruit- if not the only one he liked at all - they got...boring. Especially when the plums were usually, practically the only non-meat thing he ever had.

....Dirt. Crimson eyes blinked a few times as he identified the sudden change of the scent in the air, Lots of fresh dirt.. He’d only recently discovered this new favorite spot of his, but he was fairly used to the scents of the surrounding area.. So his natural curiosity began to take over, prodding him to head off in the direction of the scent. He carefully weaved his way through the trees, glancing at the backyards and houses that were becoming visible in the distance. Andrei wrinkled his nose as he took a bite out of the plum; he was getting a little too close to suburbs for his liking. But he was curious and stubborn by nature. “Oh?” He blinked, sense perking up a little once he finally got close enough to what appeared to be source.. It was a surprisingly lush garden behind a small house.. A grin caught his lips as crimson eyes darted around from plant to plant.

If this wasn’t someone’s already, he was definitely going to mark it as his-- And speak of the devil. He mentally cursed when he spotted the brunette moving around, quickly crouching down behind some tall flowers. Grins, watching as he finished off his plum. Perhaps he’d found a decent breakfast after all.. Or perhaps just something interesting.

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[Jen]

Don't forget to fill out the OOC stuff, sillyface. This all looked ready to be accepted anyway, since you're Carr and your Romania is as wonderful as always.