Post by Dastan Copley on Jun 21, 2010 0:43:57 GMT -4
Name: Captain Dastan Copley
Age: 34 years old
Appearance:
Hometown: Johannesburg, South Africa
Current Location: Fort Owen, VA Hospital Psych Ward
Family: Currently Un-known
Special Abilities: One hell of a pilot
Weapons of Choice: Anything that can fly.
Status: Human
History:
Dastan Copley was raised by his grandmother in Johannesburg, South Africa after his parents disappeared while on active duty in the Army. As a boy Dastan was always a tad bit on the unusual side...that regular talking to things which weren't exactly there along with the amount of stories he made up quickly had him pegged as a nut-case among other kids his age. Truth be told though Dastan was just fine on his own and by the time he was of proper age he was more then ready to join the armed forces and follow the same path his parents had set out to do.
While in the forces Dastan was by far the best pilot in his unit and while many would have argued he wasn't entirely sane when it came to flying he was the best there was.
For the most part life as a whole was going according to plan until Dastan was shot down behind enemy lines and very much alone upon regaining consciousness. The others on the plane were dead and Dastan found himself unable to himself from the tangled mess of of the plane around him. It was there under the cover of night that Dastan discovered that there was far more to life then he would have ever thought.
Gardener Wild was a vampire...and he was also the man or well the thing which had found Dastan Copley barely alive and surrounded only by the bodies of his fellow soldiers. Even now Dastan had not the faintest idea what kept Gardener from killing him on the spot but for the first time it seemed as if his random knowledge and ability to simply talk...mind you while dying came in relatively handy.
It seemed as if time went on for hours with Dastan slipping in and out of consciousness and attempting to avoid the knowledge that he was rather certain the vampire was feeding upon him as well which was not doing wonders for his health. Time was running thin though and Dastan knew he was dying...sooner rather then later as many would have pointed out. It felt like the proper thing...to die. It usually happened when you spent hours bleeding out all over. What happened next Dastan was not entirely but what he was certain of was that the pain was like nothing he had felt before it was as if his entire body was burning...from the inside out and then the world simply went black.
3 months passed before Dastan Copley woke up in the Fort Owen VA Hospital. His physically injuries had for the most part began to heal but his mental turmoils proved to be far more extensive as time went on. Dastan never one to much give out to much information on himself would argue that he is perfectly fine...but then of course there are the voices nobody else seems to hear and apparently he's the only one who can see his dog Billy...but honestly that is all small talk compared to the scars he has on him...especially the ones that look exactly like teeth marks.
Dastan knows better then anybody that his mind may not be 100%...it never truly was but he also knows that he didn't make up the things in the dark...not all of them any how.
Age: 34 years old
Appearance:
Hometown: Johannesburg, South Africa
Current Location: Fort Owen, VA Hospital Psych Ward
Family: Currently Un-known
Special Abilities: One hell of a pilot
Weapons of Choice: Anything that can fly.
Status: Human
History:
Dastan Copley was raised by his grandmother in Johannesburg, South Africa after his parents disappeared while on active duty in the Army. As a boy Dastan was always a tad bit on the unusual side...that regular talking to things which weren't exactly there along with the amount of stories he made up quickly had him pegged as a nut-case among other kids his age. Truth be told though Dastan was just fine on his own and by the time he was of proper age he was more then ready to join the armed forces and follow the same path his parents had set out to do.
While in the forces Dastan was by far the best pilot in his unit and while many would have argued he wasn't entirely sane when it came to flying he was the best there was.
For the most part life as a whole was going according to plan until Dastan was shot down behind enemy lines and very much alone upon regaining consciousness. The others on the plane were dead and Dastan found himself unable to himself from the tangled mess of of the plane around him. It was there under the cover of night that Dastan discovered that there was far more to life then he would have ever thought.
Gardener Wild was a vampire...and he was also the man or well the thing which had found Dastan Copley barely alive and surrounded only by the bodies of his fellow soldiers. Even now Dastan had not the faintest idea what kept Gardener from killing him on the spot but for the first time it seemed as if his random knowledge and ability to simply talk...mind you while dying came in relatively handy.
It seemed as if time went on for hours with Dastan slipping in and out of consciousness and attempting to avoid the knowledge that he was rather certain the vampire was feeding upon him as well which was not doing wonders for his health. Time was running thin though and Dastan knew he was dying...sooner rather then later as many would have pointed out. It felt like the proper thing...to die. It usually happened when you spent hours bleeding out all over. What happened next Dastan was not entirely but what he was certain of was that the pain was like nothing he had felt before it was as if his entire body was burning...from the inside out and then the world simply went black.
3 months passed before Dastan Copley woke up in the Fort Owen VA Hospital. His physically injuries had for the most part began to heal but his mental turmoils proved to be far more extensive as time went on. Dastan never one to much give out to much information on himself would argue that he is perfectly fine...but then of course there are the voices nobody else seems to hear and apparently he's the only one who can see his dog Billy...but honestly that is all small talk compared to the scars he has on him...especially the ones that look exactly like teeth marks.
Dastan knows better then anybody that his mind may not be 100%...it never truly was but he also knows that he didn't make up the things in the dark...not all of them any how.