Nathaniel Ambrose

[Nathaniel Ambrose]

Name: Nathaniel Andrew Ambrose
Nickname(s): Nate, Nathan
Age: 22
Birth Date: 11th June 1987
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Being?: Vampire (Turned)/Enhanced Senses (smell, hearing and sight)/Heightened Strength and Agility/Enhanced Speed.
Occupation: None





Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Brunette/Short
Build: Slim/Toned
Height: 5'11
Weight: 142lbs
Anything else?:
- None surprinsing that Nathaniel has two tiny puncture scars on the left side of his neck.
- Nathan has a tattoo on his forearm of a pinup sailor girl (he got the tat when he was drunk. But, even so believes he made a good choice)

Play By: Westwick, Ed





Likes:
- The Pub
- Punk Music
- Cigarettes
- Women
- A Good Joke

Dislikes:
- Ugly Girls (He's very shallow)
- Bad Jokes
- No Beer
- Rap Music
- Sea Food

Fears:
- Abandoment issues, he doesnt like to be alone. He fears a great deal of being alone but often disguises his fear through sarcasim and hard headedness.
- Himself, Nathaniel fears temptation. It is always there. He's afraid to lose himself in it all.

Personality: He is a brash and a persistent practical joker. He is always looking for someone to wind up and to stir up trouble with, he doesnt mean any harm in it he just doesnt see the point in taking life to serious anymore, he has forever after all. Previous to being bitten by a vampire, Nate was the dorky type of kid, loved school ,never went out and always made sure to do what he was told. He enjoys using his powers more, perhaps excessively more, than anybody else in the group. Nate is very loyal to his friends and protective, unlike most vampire's he doesnt drink human blood the main reason being that in all honesty he cant seem to get his head around the idea. He doesnt kill humans but does get a kick out of frightening them from time to time.






Hometown: London, England (That's right he's a cockney)
Mother: Sarah Ambrose
Father: Dominic Ambrose
Siblings:
Anyone else: Has a pit bull named Beefy

History:

Nathaniel was born in London, England to Dominic and Sarah Ambrose.

He has always been quite thingyy and out of control, he was so used to getting away with things as a child that he seemed to do thing's just too see how far he could push his parents, which he soon came to regret when they sent him to live with his granma.

Nathan moved to California when he was 15 year's old and imemdiatly after starting a new school got in with a particular crowd. You know the types, the rebel's, the rejects..the ones that set lockers on fire and were lothed by the rest of the school population.

Even though Nate enjoyed living in California he missed the thrills that he had in london and the fact that he could do whatever he wanted, he enjoyed the friends he had made but felt that he was missing some excitement.

The kicks and thrills of California werent really matching upto what they were back home. London was full of fantastic bars and brewery's. Pubs on every corner but here, it wasnt the same. His friends were cool but every night at the same bar, drinking..it got tiresome and eventually Nate craved more.

Deciding to paint the town red, alone..appeared to be one of the biggest mistakes of this boys life. He'd hit a little club in the centre of San Francisco and whilst there got talking to a hot blonde (hardlysomething to complain about). Well, after too many vodka shots and tequila rounds. Nate was zonked out.

The evening passed by speedily and before he knew it. It, was morning. He'd awoke in a place that he could only describe as some sort of crack den, it certainly looked that way. The young man felt weak, tired and at first blamed it on the hell sent headache he'd now had in the form of a hangover.

Only, upon further inspection Nathaniel discovered the puncture holes in his neck. He had a bit of a panic attack..okay, a very big panic attack that left him unconcious for approximately 35 minutes, maybe more or less..it seemed like forever.

As day's passed by the young man notified changes. Senses stronger, the small smells he had never noticed before, coming in loud and clear. One scary change was that his apetite had faded, he'd turn his nose up at certain foods. Chow down on others to find himself still hungry.

Deciding to take a trip to the doctors bought the sheer terror to the table. He had no pulse, no heartbeat..no nothing..he was dead? Ludacris!, he thought, he was still moving around. He had to figure this out and lucky for him he eventually ran into the hot blonde.

Badgering her on and on about the events to which she simply stated 'You should be greatful. I made you important to the world'. Nate questioned her and soon his eyes were opened. She was a vampire, she'd bitten him and now he was too. Right, vampire..great..now what?

Roleplay Sample:

Thing's were tough lately, not being able to see your reflection and all really made a person paranoid. Nate had no idea how he looked and because of that felt he needed to make more of an effort, he couldnt really change his hair due to the lack of reflection, so instead he'd turned his dull school uniform of black, white and grey into what he would call 'a f**king fashion masterpiece". He'd ditched the traditional shiny black shoes for converse, the smart trousers for baggier more casual kind topped with a chain and had entirely ditched the blazer all together all topped off with a pair of black shade's, the shades werent for added style but were more for the fact that he was still having trouble adjusting to light.

As he left his home he threw his bag over his shoulder and headed off toward the warehouse where Sebastian was being kept, when he arrived the two were just coming out.

"Speaking of problems, wheres Nate?"

"Well thats just bloody down right rude that is" He commented catching them up "And here i was thinking we were friends, well you can say goodbye to your f**king christmas card mate.." he told him pointing at him a little as he stopped infront of them.

Extending his arms out he stopped the duo. Dropping his head forward he let his shades slide down his nose and grinned at the pair of them "New totty in town boys, im thinking we hit the good old hangman tonight..and before you say it no Bella cant come" he pointed at Caleb.

"Dont get me wrong i love bells really i do, but she cramps our style when it comes to the ladies, i need a lady..i havent had a lady in weeks now and my conquest of the nancy garden..aint gonna appen, i got kicked out the coffee shop this morning for scaring the customers, what the f**k is that all about" he rambled.

Name/Alias: Ashley, Ash
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