George Hamilton
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George Hamilton
Name: George Hamilton
Age: 97
Gender: Male
Clan:
Race: Vamp
Monster or Person: Person
Disciplines: Telekenisis, Presence, Fortitude.
Skills: 1940's BCT, Business Knowledge(Slightly dated), Perceptive.
Personality: Blunt, Father-like, Friendly.
Appearance: White. 5'11. Medium build. 1930's Dad-Stache across his top lip. Always has his pipe on him either in his mouth or in a pocket. Always wears either suit/business wear or casual wear from the 1920s-1960s.
Weapons: An old Colt .45.
Items: A suit from the 1940s. A 1940's US army uniform. Fathers pipe.
Occupation: 1930's themed Diner owner.
Background: George grew up in a stable household in ye olden days of the 20th century. His father a businessman and, his mother a housewife. The American dream.
He had the life of your average lad at the time and it went on mostly undisturbed until the fateful day in 1941. He had moved out and was on his own holding down a good office job when the news came.
He joined the Army a day later and was deployed after passing BCT. To save time he survived the war and went on living afterward until his encounter with a vampire while garrisoned in West Germany.
While he was stationed in Nuremberg during the trials he was bitten by his own CO, after which he slowly lost his ability to eat normal food and all the while a new hunger grew within him. While on his night shift he was able to snatch away one of the prisoners, he had his first meal and upon completion, he had realized what he had become. he fled and sought out some way of getting back to the states before the army could realize one of the guards was missing. he made his way stateside after
hiding out for a little over a year in the British and Soviet occupation zones after finding out about a small vampire community near the west German harbor he found the funds needed to get safe passage home.
Quote: "Ain't nothin got done from sittin on yer ass"
Age: 97
Gender: Male
Clan:
Race: Vamp
Monster or Person: Person
Disciplines: Telekenisis, Presence, Fortitude.
Skills: 1940's BCT, Business Knowledge(Slightly dated), Perceptive.
Personality: Blunt, Father-like, Friendly.
Appearance: White. 5'11. Medium build. 1930's Dad-Stache across his top lip. Always has his pipe on him either in his mouth or in a pocket. Always wears either suit/business wear or casual wear from the 1920s-1960s.
Weapons: An old Colt .45.
Items: A suit from the 1940s. A 1940's US army uniform. Fathers pipe.
Occupation: 1930's themed Diner owner.
Background: George grew up in a stable household in ye olden days of the 20th century. His father a businessman and, his mother a housewife. The American dream.
He had the life of your average lad at the time and it went on mostly undisturbed until the fateful day in 1941. He had moved out and was on his own holding down a good office job when the news came.
He joined the Army a day later and was deployed after passing BCT. To save time he survived the war and went on living afterward until his encounter with a vampire while garrisoned in West Germany.
While he was stationed in Nuremberg during the trials he was bitten by his own CO, after which he slowly lost his ability to eat normal food and all the while a new hunger grew within him. While on his night shift he was able to snatch away one of the prisoners, he had his first meal and upon completion, he had realized what he had become. he fled and sought out some way of getting back to the states before the army could realize one of the guards was missing. he made his way stateside after
hiding out for a little over a year in the British and Soviet occupation zones after finding out about a small vampire community near the west German harbor he found the funds needed to get safe passage home.
Quote: "Ain't nothin got done from sittin on yer ass"
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