DarkeFury Character Bios: Sanguinne

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JAMES P. SANGUINNE

So of course I'm expected to ramble on a bit about myself.. I suppose I might be able to lay a few tales of pain and suffering upon you, reader. My name is James Sanguinne.. though I go by the latter.. or Sanguine.. whichever spelling you might prefer.. arrogant swine of humanity, always fucking with my titles.

So where to begin.. I was born, born into a cold, cruel, hateful world, with parents who were.. less than caring.. try being dumped in a gutter shortly after crawling from the womb, and glimpsing your first sight of the sun, only to have it blackened out by a pillow case. After being gutter-dumped.. I was discovered by some less than gracious hosts, the lovely types that spend their time corrupting, experimenting, mutating and murdering.. I was trained, tortured, and made into a killer. Yet as a killer.. I still found myself intrigued by poetry and art.. the sheer complexity of such intricate words or paint brush strokes, seemed to free my mind. In turn, I freed myself.. slaughtering all who were in my way.. they all deserved to die.. no-one is innocent.. everyone should be held accountable.. slime. I began contract killing, as one had to eat at this point.. I was hired to murder a Prower.. a Dusty.. an arrogant pile of revolting narcissistic pond filth.. He mislead me.. as a child, I was naive.. young and naive. When I spoke the truth that I was to kill him, he tortured me for information.. like I was some worthless.. person.. I apparently, was supposed to be somehow related to him.. a brother perhaps.. I do not know.. nor do I care. I was driven further into insanity by this.. pushed to darker sides.. only to be betrayed by them as well.. betrayed by lovers, partners, friends, and family.. there was no-one for me. In sorrow, and self disgust, I took my own life, and found myself welcomed in hell.. welcomed as a true killer, and a child of darkness.. given a second chance. I again walked the earth.. not just a mortal.. but more.. demonic, vampiric.. the evil within my heart and soul now exposed and displayed, spread eagle to the world.. fucking world. They should all die.. everyone.

I began to speak my mind, and kill whenever I so desired to.. I accepted my fate as a murderer.. as one who is... Insane.. if not a genius.. perhaps? There was a time when I trusted no-one.. if only a very choice few.. so then I met Alex.. he was.. somehow interested in me.. he heard me speak, and understood; he shared with me, my emotions and insight.. I without argument, joined him.. as I would any whom I trust with my life.. no matter how very useless, my life may very well be to me. All life is a disease.. plaguing the world with it's ignorance.. polluting and raping.. I am nauseated by the mere idea of it.. So I must kill again.. and again.. and again.. my murderous appetite will never be content.. so be it. -With Love, Sang~

Name: James Sanguinne

NickName: Sanguinne/Sang

Gender: Male

BirthDate: Unknown

Hair: Black: Dyed Indigo

Eyes: Pale blue

Hieght: 6'6

Wieght: 213

Favorite Bands: VNV Nation, Acid Bath, The Smashing Pumpkins, HIM, Mozart (The composer), Bella Morte, Slipknot, The Doors, Cruxshadows.. and more.

Favorite Book: A Clockwork Orange

Favorite Movie: Edward Scissorhands

Favorite Curse word: Fuck

Likes:Solitude, Staring blankly, The sound of a blade mutilating flesh and/or bone, Mutilating his own flesh, Eyebrows, Blood (Preferably fresh and wet), Cemeteries,Needles.. and other sharp objects.

Dislikes: People who say Dawg/Homie/Fo-Shizzle/Etc, People who claim to be 'Innocent', Papercuts, 'Novelty' Condoms, Bright colors, Homophobes/Racists..AKA, Close-minded fucks

Backstory:Sanguinne is the sort of chap who really has lost all sanity. As a child he was more or less tortured, trained, and made into a sadistic murdering machine. Yet somewhere along the line, someone fucked up, and he took on a poetic sort of depth and intelligence, which caused him to rebel... After, slaughtering countless doctors, therapists and innocents. Sanguinne has found himself put through earth and hell, more demon than wolf, yet still rational, albeit insane. Sometimes he is seen as the deep thinking, ranting Mouth of the group, he often tends to preach, or belittle those who severely annoy him; This apparent in his complete lack of Respect for life; Being that he makes a hobby out of slaying the ignorant.