Post by Shane Lyghte on May 27, 2010 22:29:41 GMT -4
Name: Shane Michael Lyghte (pronounced: Light)
Age: 18 years old
Appearence:
Hometown: Chicago, IL
Family: Trevor Lyghte (Father) and Cynthia Lyghte (Mother)
Special Abilities: Feeds off the supernatural elements of the
house.
Weapons of Choice: The house
Status: Unquiet Spirit
History:
For the first 18 years of his life Shane Lyghte pretty much had the life any American teenager could hope for. He had a loving family, lived in a nice house a few blocks from Navy Pier in Chicago, did well in school, good friend and was good at sports...
And then he died.
Or well to be more exact he was murdered as perhaps he would have taken a different path when he died had he simply been hit by a car or died of pnemonia or even fallen down the stairs of the house which within the neighborhood had become known as The Lyghte House. But none fo those things had happened instead Shane Lyghte had been murdered.
His parents had been out for hte night; off to see A Christmas Carol down in the theatre district and Shane had stayed home having just managed to kcik a bad winter cold before his last few weeks of final exams in his first semester of college. The air was cold but not too cold yet; it had been a rather warm November all things considered when you thought of Chicago. So he ahd taken to hanging out on the porch that evening simply listening to the city around the house. Shane loved listening to the city and even more os he loved the fall. Everything was fine...in its place. He watched toursts come and go; was rather amused by 2 girls walking by with Build a Bear boxes and the night continued on.
Continued on until a man walked up to the porch of the house looking for directions. He needed to find the original Unos resturant...he was meeting friends there to watch the football game...could he get directions? Being that Shane had been in Chicago all of his life he knew exactly where the guy needed to go and so he went inside the main hall of the house to right up some directions for the man...he never made it back to the porch though.
When he turned around the man was there adn the very next moment had him by the throat and then something Shane would have never believed in his life had it not happened to him occured...he felt the man tear into his throat. Slicing his flesh with beyond human teeth and tearing the blood from his veins. Shane tried to fight...tried to call for help...tried to stay alive...and he failed at all of them.
When Trevor and Cynthia Lyghte came home from the theatre that night they found the front door to their house open and the body of their only child in the hallway. The Lyghte family did not stay long in Chicago after they buried their son. They placed the house up for sale not able to live in a place where the son ahd died and moved on. The problem of course being that they had left Shane behind.
Shane had been killed by a vampire; in his own home and he had become an unquiet spirit destined to haunt the location where his life had been taken. He learned rather quickly that he could appear life like at night but during the day he would become barely visible if not completely transparent.
The more people came to see the house the harder Shane worked to get rid of them...it was worse when they tried to move in. Shane ensured they didn't stay long...this was his house...they had no business there.........
Age: 18 years old
Appearence:
Hometown: Chicago, IL
Family: Trevor Lyghte (Father) and Cynthia Lyghte (Mother)
Special Abilities: Feeds off the supernatural elements of the
house.
Weapons of Choice: The house
Status: Unquiet Spirit
History:
For the first 18 years of his life Shane Lyghte pretty much had the life any American teenager could hope for. He had a loving family, lived in a nice house a few blocks from Navy Pier in Chicago, did well in school, good friend and was good at sports...
And then he died.
Or well to be more exact he was murdered as perhaps he would have taken a different path when he died had he simply been hit by a car or died of pnemonia or even fallen down the stairs of the house which within the neighborhood had become known as The Lyghte House. But none fo those things had happened instead Shane Lyghte had been murdered.
His parents had been out for hte night; off to see A Christmas Carol down in the theatre district and Shane had stayed home having just managed to kcik a bad winter cold before his last few weeks of final exams in his first semester of college. The air was cold but not too cold yet; it had been a rather warm November all things considered when you thought of Chicago. So he ahd taken to hanging out on the porch that evening simply listening to the city around the house. Shane loved listening to the city and even more os he loved the fall. Everything was fine...in its place. He watched toursts come and go; was rather amused by 2 girls walking by with Build a Bear boxes and the night continued on.
Continued on until a man walked up to the porch of the house looking for directions. He needed to find the original Unos resturant...he was meeting friends there to watch the football game...could he get directions? Being that Shane had been in Chicago all of his life he knew exactly where the guy needed to go and so he went inside the main hall of the house to right up some directions for the man...he never made it back to the porch though.
When he turned around the man was there adn the very next moment had him by the throat and then something Shane would have never believed in his life had it not happened to him occured...he felt the man tear into his throat. Slicing his flesh with beyond human teeth and tearing the blood from his veins. Shane tried to fight...tried to call for help...tried to stay alive...and he failed at all of them.
When Trevor and Cynthia Lyghte came home from the theatre that night they found the front door to their house open and the body of their only child in the hallway. The Lyghte family did not stay long in Chicago after they buried their son. They placed the house up for sale not able to live in a place where the son ahd died and moved on. The problem of course being that they had left Shane behind.
Shane had been killed by a vampire; in his own home and he had become an unquiet spirit destined to haunt the location where his life had been taken. He learned rather quickly that he could appear life like at night but during the day he would become barely visible if not completely transparent.
The more people came to see the house the harder Shane worked to get rid of them...it was worse when they tried to move in. Shane ensured they didn't stay long...this was his house...they had no business there.........