xx LUNZER, DOMINIK [wip]

[DOMINIK LUNZER]

DOMINIK FLORIAN LUNZER

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HEY THERE! MOST CALL ME PAPERCUT AND I'VE BEEN WALKING ON THIS PLANET FOR THIRTEEN YEARS. I STUMBLED UPON THIS RAD PLACE AT I OWN IT. MY OTHER CHARACTERS WOULD BE CARLISLE CULLEN. IN CASE YOU'RE WONDERING, MY TIMEZONE IS PACIFIC COAST SO DON'T EAT ME IF I'M NOT ON WHEN YOU ARE.

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NICKNAMES: none
GENDER: male
AGE: ninety-two in vampiric years (forever twenty-five)
SPECIES: traditional vampire
ALLIANCE: volturi
OCCUPATION: volturi assassin (former nazi soldier)
SPECIAL ABILITIES: necromancy
FACECLAIM: obvious

WEIGHT: 150 lbs
HEIGHT: 6'2
BUILD & COMPLEXION: he has a very intimidating, muscular build and fair, dove-white skin.
HAIR: brown
EYES: brown

STRENGTHS: at least five
FLAWS: at least three
LIKES: at least five
DISLIKES: at least five
FEARS: at least two
GOALS: at least two

FAMILY: any important family members
LOVE INTEREST: none
CURRENT RESIDENCE: volterra, italy
PETS: are you kidding?
HISTORY:
dominik was born during an era of war and distress. when he was only fifteen his father was killed by the british and he was automatically filled with hatred towards everyone and everything else. he vowed to avenge his death, and living up to his word was recruited into the german army at nineteen. up until the year 1943 (aged twenty-five) things were normal for him (in war terms at least)- follow your orders and shut up. but then... soldiers started disappearing. nobody knew why or to where, but they did. at the time they were stationed in italy, and one night while drinking with his friends they realized it had taken quite some time for alexander to return with another bottle of wine.

taking it upon himself to find out what was taking so long, he rounded the corner of which he had vanished- and so would he to everyone's dismay. it was the volturi. surely, the vampiric coven had thought, no one would miss a few pety soldiers! after all, it was war. people died and they needed to be fed. it was lady sulpicia herself that had restrained him, and let me tell you dominik was more than surprised when her vice like grip suddenly crushed his windpipe. while he struggled to grab his pistol she merely smirked, holding him against the alley wall with ease. “you're a fiesty one, now aren't you?” she had said indignantly, watching his hand with narrowed eyes. “still, i've seen brits do better, and even i can't stand their blood!” it was then he managed to grab his pistol, though before he could even put his finger on the trigger she had thrown it fifty feet away. sighing, and studying his now pained (and suffocated) expression like an exquisite painting, she continued. “hm... perhaps you are worth saving.” she gasped. “a pet, even!”

by now dominik was near death, and the voices of his companions could be heard in the distance. wasting no more time she bit his wrist, letting go of his throat so he could fall to the ground. automatically his body began convulsing, the venom rapidly surging throughout his bloodstream. “i'll find you later- oh, aro will be pleased with my creation.” clasping her hands together, she paused momentarily. “and by the way- your friend was delcious.” disappearing in a flash he was left in the shadows, quivering with each beat of his heart.

ONE WEEK LATER...

for days he remained alone in the remains of a demolished building, cringing at the very sounds of people talking. people's scents that- intrigued him. eventually he was driven to the point of insanity and he forced himself to hunt down the nearest human. unable to control himself he killed the person, who was actually a soldier in his patrol. out of nowhere sulpicia re-appeared, clapping her hands together in a slow, eerie manner. “my, my! what a horrid beast you've turned out to be, killing off your own army!” her very voice sparked outrage in the young man. “what have you done to me?” (he could fluently speak english as well as french, and of course, german). she rolled her eyes as if he were askign the stupidest question in the universe. “what do you think, you idiot? you know the stories, the 'myths'.” she used air quotes as if to add emphasis to the fact. taking a step forward, she prodded him indignantly on his chest. “you, dominik, are a vampire.” he flinched away, glaring at her with blazing crimson eyes. how could it be true? and how the hell could he, a proud and arrogant nazi, be nearly killed by a woman? “how do you know my name?” he asked through gritted teeth, hardly able to stop himself from lurching forward. she rolled her eyes again, opening her hand to reveal something silver in the faint light. “dog tags. man's way of keeping track of the corpses they so foolishly scatter like garbage when they could provide people like you and i with dinner.” this made dominik break out into a bout of hysterical, mad man laughter. “people like 'you and i'?” he stopped laughing immediatley. “listen closely, wench. if it weren't for you and this...” he made several, exaggerated hand actions as he struggled to find the appropriate words. “... whatever the hell you'd like to call it, i'd still be out there serving my country and the führer!” sulpicia shook her head and was beginning to loose her patience. “my husband, aro, expects you to come back to the volturi. if you don't, he'll kill you; simple as that.”

Uh... yeah. xD I got a little carried away with this, it began to feel like I was writing a story. Anyways, from this point on he basically joins the Volturi, becomes an assassin... you know. That normal Volturi-ish stuff.

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