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Deep within the halls of the palace of Russia, the Tsar and his family lived, his wife and several daughters and sickly son as well. Nicolas was watching his daughter play in the courtyard, his eyes distant and troubled, war was raging in foreign lands and soon would be at his doorstep if he was not prepared he could lose it all. He could lose his family, and his life, and his home would fall and with it the ruling family of Russia. The ruling monarch was watching his daughters ignoring their giggles and carefree laughter as they di not know he doom and anger that loomed outside of their country, Nicloas never wanted his kids to worry about such things.A large shadow soon loomed next to him, dressed in black silken robes his eyes flaming a deep blue color. A sparkle of flames danced in this man's eyes as he stood silent with the monarch. Nicolas did not need to even look to know who it was, it was the stranger that his wife trusted so much so. He was a man who wandered through Russia, with famous tales of his healing prowess, his stance was always so intimidating. Standing towering over Nicolas it made the monarch feel like a child before the man that stood beside him. The man was named Rasputin, Grigori Rasputin. The Mystic of Russia, The Mad Monk."Say something, you unsettle me with your silence" Nicolas said sharply unerved by the man silence. Rasputin was never known for being so quiet. The man still spoke none, as Nicolas eyes narrowed as he turned sharply toward the man and was about to snap at him to spit it out, but saw the man eyes where distant, lost in his own thought. "Grigori?" Nicolas finally asked at the hulking man as he reached out and touched the other mans arm. He was always so cold, like ice, like he was dead, well of course he was, he was a vampire. Nicolas saw the man blink his eyes and looked finally at the Russian Monarch, Nicolas, the man who did not know how to save his own home."Will you ever tell them?" He finally inquired with those blue eyes staring deeply at Nicolas who dared not to look at them and sighed gently and shook his head."They do not need to worry""Nicolas-""It's Tsar Nicolas Grigori" he snapped finally showing he was stressed as he was rare to snap at the monk who looked at him amused but it was soon faced away as Nicolas turned and stormed away from him. grigori tilted his head and followed after him."I can help protect this country Tsar, let me" he said as the tsar tried to ignore him and shook his head as he walked off, but Grigori followed after him easily before Nicolas eventually stopped and turned sharply toward him and had to look up at him."I am the Tsar! I will defend my home Grigori" he said sharply as if to try assert his authority over the man who looked at him with compassion."But you can't, you know this Nicolas, we all know this. BUT I can give you the power to defend it all" Grigori spoke softly to the stressed monarch slowly placing a large hand on his shoulder as the Tsar looked at him and frowned."I can defend my home!" he protested as Grigori frowned and looked at him."It okay to be truthful with yourself my friend, But I can offer the power to defend this place I just-""What would you want from me?" Nicolas frowned at him as Rasputin's eyes softened more because he could see that the walls of the Tsar had crumbled and fallen. Slowly rasputin kelt before the Tsar and placed his hand on Nicolas."I need your blood, Your Trust, and your Secrecy," He said softly "What I will do to ensure the protection of this country will not always be good, and happy endings but it will the country safe. Let me, let me in charge, let me have your blood, I will see your foes fall" Rasputin said with a soft voice."Will I die?""No, I do not require all of your blood, Only a few sips. Let me take that authority away from you, Let me bear it all. Let me command the country, Let me save your land you love so much"Rasputin whispered gently looking at him to trust him. "Why?" Nicolas dared to bravely enough a question."Why? Because this is my home as well, I have always loved it, let me prove to you what I can truly do" Rasputin hummed as Nicolas was uncertain, could he truly trust this creature, could he hand that kind of power and trust him."Then save my country, Rasputin, Promise me that you can""I promise Nicolas" Rasputin's voice whispered in his head gently he pulled Nicolas close to him and then purred into his ears."I'll keep the country safe from what yearns to destroy it" He promised into the Tsar's ears before Nicolas felt woozy and tired as he wobbled but Rasputin kept him upright."Why do I feel-""Rest, you'll feel better after a  nap" was the last thing Nicolas heard as the world went dark as Rasputin chuckled gently before picking up the sleeping man and walked off into the shadows, a twisted grin on his face."Humans are so fragile and yet, so interesting" he muses gently, as his fangs bared out , a promise that could save or doom the country. Nicolas made his choice, now the country had to hope it was not a terrible mistake!

"Listen to reason, please! Grigori!" screamed the head priest standing before the forty new priests that coward behind him as if the man's body was enough to stop the crazed killer that waltzed inside of this church. Holy ground, this monster shouldn't have crossed it, bu the man did. He came in with those scary blue eyes that dazzled in the sunlight of the early morning ceremony for the new Orthodox priests who stood there to be sworn into the house of God."reason? is that what you called it? When you came after me Father Daniel?" he snarled as the man stood his ground refusing to budge his steps in front of the alter and his young priests. The creature came forward his body posed to get himself ready as the people in the church t see this where highly confused and even more so confused when thirty soldiers came in after Rasputin. Their eyes fixed in a deep blue unblinking gaze."Do not do this" The priest commanded "You are in a house of God Rasputin! You can'-" Rasputin cut him off and grabbed him by the throat with his jaws sinking large fangs in deeply right through his jugular and then hosted himself to his full height having the head priest dangle from his jaws  Rasputin could hear the screams as people ran for the exit but without even so much as moving a musle the men opened fire killing everyone inside that tried to leave. Children, Men, and women lay in pools of blood as Rasputin let the dead body of the priest finally drop from his jaws as he smirked and licked his fangs."Pity, he was a good man" before walking toward the forty new priests with a dangerous smile on his lips. One by one, claws and his fangs sank into every last one of them, tearing heads off and or ripping a body in half. The vampire even changed a few of the new priests into new fledglings and would kill whoever was left. He allowed the newly turned vampires to feed from the dead people of the church as he smiled to the soldiers seeing they still could not control their bodies anymore, with a hum he commanded."Shoot" and with the last of bullets they shot upon each other till no one was alive other than Rasputin and his new Fledglings. With his thirst for bloodshed quenched he smiled as he looked around before he looked back at the alter."Amen," he mocked as he licked the blood off his hand as he walked out back into the daylight, before striking a match and letting the church and everyone else burn within it, leaving no trace of what had happened. By the time anyone had arrived, the place was an inferno and it was called a freak accident.The culprit was never found.

1. No minors. I am 35 years old behind this screen and do not have time to babysit children that don't belong here.2. Do not rush me with comments. Some days are busier than others, but i will get to you when I can.3. Don't steal from me. The layout you see here I got from "high times" on roleplayer.me and I just changed graphics and colors to suit my own satisfaction.4. Do not harass me about late comments , messages, or stream replies. Like I said before I get busy and sometimes can't get online. It's rare that I'm ever offline, but it DOES happen. All I'm asking for is a little patience.5. Put some effort into your posts and don't rely solely on me for coming up with content for our roleplay. 6. Don't start drama with me. I am too old to care about the "he-said-she-said" online. I have that enough in my real life situations, no thank you.7. I portray Castiel as homosexual because on more than one occasion he clearly states that he loves Dean Winchester and will do anything to protect and save him. 8. I don't mind getting to know others out of character as long as it doesn't get out of hand. 9. I prefer ooc comments in the comments section and actual roleplaying in the message section. 10. Roleplay does not equal real life. I am not my character and you are not yours. I think some people cross the line into fantasy at some point too much.11. I prefer messages over comments - comments and copy/paste introductions will be ignored or deleted/blocked.12. I understand that mistakes HAPPEN. Please know that I will NOT jump the gun if you make a few mistakes with your writing.13. I will ship with chemistry and I do not mind erotica with my writing partners as long as its with two consenting adults, but please PLEASE remember how old I am and what that means.14. Just because you are on my friends list does not give you the right to harass me about roleplaying certain characters. I will NOT write other characters for you. I've been asked this once or twice before. 15. I am heavily interested in crossovers mainly because I can only do so much with a Supernatural main character so I am open to crossovers and the like.16. Do not ask me for a discord username. I do not like discord nor do I like to use it. 17. Do not ask for personal information such as government names, personal emails, phone numbers, and actual physical addresses. Unless (and this is rare) we are doing a business transaction which I do every now and then; please do not ask for this information.18. Castiel is very awkward with people as sometimes he does not know how to react to certain situations such as with love and affection because he was a soldier in heaven and now a fighter on earth with Sam and Dean and traveling with them has changed him a lot.19. Read and obey the damn rules. These are put up here for a reason and that is to keep the peace. 20. Have fun; please do not turn this into a chore, responsibility, and obligation for me to answer to.  

The names Katherine Pryde most of yall know me as Kitty or my mutant name shadowcat, the girl who can walk through walls as the government puts it. I may be all of those things but im just a girl whos trying to find myself the young child i used to be is now a woman and i have standards. If you wish for an awesome friend, great storylines and an adventure hit me up. I work well in Marvel/X-men verses and looking for mains, crossovers and AU's. Love interest are always opened as well! For those who want to know im from the old myspace days so expect long storys from me. Till than Kitty Out!!

Form ooc 1. What drew your attention to Fame Seekers?2. What's your activity level like on/for discord?3. Are you sure you understand the rules entirely for this group?4. What is your discord handle? ic My name is (first & last name). I’m (age) and from (city, state/country). I am a (occupation) and have been for (months and/or years). A lot of people say I look like (faceclaim) and sometimes I see it, sometimes I don’t. Most of my friends would describe me as (2 positive traits) but also (2 negative traits). In my free time, I enjoy (3 hobbies). I am currently (marital status) and (sexual orientation). I chose to come on Fame Seekers because (2-3 reasons why).*be as detailed as you would like with your answers. biography Please attach a short bio about your character.  sample Please attach a 2 paragraph sample of your character finally arriving at the house. Once you have filled out the form please headline the message with AUDITION: FIRST NAME LAST NAME.

Let me be clear my dears, these are non negotiable. Hard limits and things like that... Without further ado, let get to the tea. 1) This is a 18+ page, as is the show on which the character is based. Minors, do not attempt to add. This protects you as much as it does me. Admin is well of age. 2) Respect is given as much as it's earned. Civility is key. I will be nice as long as you are. Fail to follow a rule, my patience wanes. 3) Alastor is ace. While my rendition, he is not sex repulsed, romance and relationships are foreign to him. Not having any in life and never in the afterlife, he just doesn't see a need. In the rare occasion he finds someone "worthy", a relationship would be doable, albeit a difficult one. Only those willing to be denied many things from a typical relationship apply. 4) This is a safe space for diversity. Anti Trans, gay, racism, exist ect will not be tolerated and will result in us parting ways with a block. I'm not here for hate. 5) ADHD brain means I have 2 speed. Slow af or hyper fixated. Nothing personal. I'm sure you all are grand, but I can be flightly. Figured I'd point it out now. Can take a week to reply, can take minutes. If after a week, you may msg me as a gentle reminder. Sometimes I get busy. Full time parent on top of a full time job. Rping is a hobby not a chore. That's it. Congratulations, gold star for you! made it through the five. This account is allowed the curiosity to add more rules if the need arises.

im such an attention whore.... //w//

~Flashback ~The year was 1932 Damon at that time lived in New York City he did not have contact with his brother at the time but he did keep track of him easily when the knees would report of recent killings with their bodies ripped apart and put together again the news would always report it was a bear attack but Damon knew better than that . He kept track of his brother's movement during the Rippah rampage Virginia , Washington, south Carolina, Florida , Massachusetts and more Stefan at that time would practically jump around at that time in his murder spree . After reading the newest murder Damon crumpled up the paper and threw it . the black but very beautiful bar owner named Constance Clavell Bennett she had striking blue eyes he even made moves on her but she never said yes to him all things considered she was a closeted gay woman. He grumbled with annoyance he sighed finishing his whiskey drinking the last of the amber colored beverage he set the crystal glass on the bar he was one of the last people in her bar because it was late at night humans didn't really stay up that late but vampires roamed the streets right about now ... Constance looked curiously at Damon and walked over to him grabbing the glass to clean it up * what's wrong Suger lips is it your brother again * Damon sat up with a sigh * of course CC he is making a mess again * he glanced over at her now there is Constance she wasn't your ordinary bar owner she was a Bennett witch great great aunt of Bonnie Bennett and he knew she was a witch as well but he didn't mind this because she was the only bar that served the supernatural in New York she was a rare one for sure. CC understood the frustration Damon had however he was not going to let that happen . It was almost 2 a.m. and she was fixing to close Damon was alone with her he stood up he was pulling out his wallet when he and CC looked over to the men who walked in in business suits they were armed they were obviously the Mafia they pulled their guns out and the don walked over to the bar * CC rent is due * the Don gave a devilish grin * And you are late * Damon leaned against the bar the Don double took at Damon and said to him * boy you must be stupid to stay * he pointed his pistol right at Damon which made Damon Scoff with a grin * no you must be stupid to stay ... * Hearing the gun c*ck with a flash he had the gun in his hand he broke it into two with ease he also had the Don by the throat his eyes changed he revealed his fangs the Mafia boss had never seen such a thing this made him try to scream within that second his possy started to shoot Damon but he didn't flinch this actually made him animalistic CC had ducked Under the bar and made a protection spell so she wouldn't get hurt or worse as the bullets start to fly it was absolute chaos but when the bullets stopped Damon laughed having had put the boss Infront of him the boss looked like swiss cheese with so many holes in him Damon dropped the body he was not even harmed by the bullets stepping over the dead Mafia boss he flashed over two the two men and ripped our their hearts holding the two harts he said to CC consider your rent paid * he laughed as his eyes normalized he threw the hearts away and said to her as she stood up * I'll clean this up for you .. * she let out a sigh and nodded to Damon with a sighed of relief. ~End of Flashback ~ Present day~ Damon was angry at his brother for leaving with Katherine if it was up to him he would of drove a stake into Katerina's heart the chance he had but when Stefan said not to he obeyed him even though he was half tempted to do otherwise when. sitting on his couch reading the news on the couch holding the daily paper it had an article about the recent "bear attacks " that was left in pretty much every state imaginable leaving bodies into shreds Damon ripped the paper into two people knowing better those were not bear attacks that was Stefan riping people apart because he had turned his emotions off his brother was a ripper again Damon drank the last of his whiskey he needed more he stood up and went to fill his glass but there was no more achohal he rolled his eyes * wonderful * he shook his head and slammed the glass down and he left the boarding house to head to the nearest bar to get a much needed drink!    

Task one | A Safe Space Tucked in the back corner of her art gallery holds a room that is nothing but chaotic good. The walls are smeared with an array of colors that Tabitha gave up cleaning years ago, and the floors should have never been carpeted to begin with. The smell is overwhelming with acrylic paint, paint thinner, and stale water that had been left to bathe soiled brushes. Along the walls, canvases are laid. Some are finished projects just waiting to be displayed, while others are barely started. Ideas that seemed so good in her mind, yet could not translate well onto the rough white surface. While some people would enter and shy away from the disarray, her art studio was Tabitha's safe space. When life got a little too stressful, the blonde would always turn to her art. Painting had always felt much more freeing to her than photography. With a brush in her hand, she could close her mind to the outside world and just let go. On the really bad days, she would close her eyes and just let her soul do the talking. When she opened her blue hues once more, she would either be met with a beautiful abstract to add to her slowly growing pile of 'keeps' or it would turn into a muddy mess that would leave her laughing at how ridiculous the whole thing really was. Either way, when she left the studio at the end of it, she always felt a sense of relief. There was a feeling of weight being lifted from her shoulders.  Not everyone gets to see inside her studio, because not everyone is worthy of such a personal space. It may seem like a small back closet to most, but for Tabitha it holds so much more. It's where she finds her peace when the days are long and hectic, it's where she finds her light when her mind is dark and twisty, and it's where she finds her joy when the stormclouds overtake her perception. She's not going to just allow anyone in and ruin what she has going for herself. If you're one of the few selected to take a look inside, be grateful for what she has given you because it is nothing but a badge of honor. Template Credit ‣ damnedest creations

Newborn  Vampire"I want him.""I want him." Said the young girl though really she wasn't a girl, not anymore. She was a newborn little vampire. An unspoken taboo. Looking upon this child Lestat began to come to his senses and realize what he had just done to himself for Louis. What wouldn't he do for Louis anymore? The lack of limit concerned Lestat, more than he'd ever let on."I want him." The girl said again pointing to Lestat who simply smiled. "What does she want you for? I saved her.." Louis asked which caused Lestat to only smile more. "Jealous love?" He asked before looking to the girl. "What is your name?" He asked. Staring at him for a few moments the girl finally answered. "Claudia." She said softly in the sweetest little southern accent."She most likely wants me because of the connection she and I now share." He said looking to Louis. "I've made her. My blood is running through her little veins. She will feel this need.. urge to be near me for some time but I will fade and I am certain you will be her favorite." He said."Come ma chérie.." Lestat said as he stood and reached out his arms to her. Slowly Claudia stood and moved forward, wrapping her arms and legs around Lestat almost as if she were a small child. "I will help her clean herself up. You go and find her something to wear." Lestat instructed Louis who reluctantly did as he was told.After drawing a warm bath with soothing oils and bubbles for Claudia, Lestat helped her undress and then helped her into the tub. Sitting there in the water with her knees to her chest, the high of her first taste of blood was beginning to wear off. "... Where is my Auntie?" She asked quietly. Lestat sat behind her, gently washing her back, washing away the burnt flesh and ash from her tender body."She is dead." Lestat said waiting for some sort of reaction from Claudia. Though she remained silent and gave a slight nod. "Mama died when I was three. She was sick. I never knew Daddy. Auntie... wasn't nice to me." She said in a hesitant tone. Not nice was a bit of an understatement. Lestat could tell what injuries Claudia had, not all were from the fire however, they were healing quickly."Well, that is all over." He said pouring warm water over her hair before he began to brush through the tangles being surprisingly gentle for him. "You my Daddy now?" She asked turning to look back at him. For a moment their eyes met before Lestat turned Claudia back around and continued the task at hand. Claudia could feel it just as Lestat could. A certain sense of intimacy between them begin. Nothing like what he had with Louis of course but still just as strong a connection. The sacrifice of making another was no small thing. Much more important than Lestat often led on."I am not your father. We'll.. discuss what I am to you later." He said focusing on combing through Claudia's tangled locks of hair. Finding enjoyment in being close to his newest creation. Lestat had never before wanted a child. But something about this little Claudia was quickly starting to grow on him. "Just know this Claudia, you are now mine. I will protect you. I will.. try my best." He said trying to think what his words might even mean. What could he do? He had done enough to this poor child now. He should have let her die. It would have been better that way, better for her.For now, Claudia accepted Lestat's words and took comfort in them. Never before had someone been this kind to her. Eventually, the warmth of the water and the soothing combing of her hair lulled sweet, innocent, Claudia to sleep. After draining the tub and wrapping the young one in a towel, Lestat carried her back to the bed and placed her down upon it. Claudia gave a soft whimper and curled against the soft pillows. Lestat moved to sit at the corner of the bed with his head in his hands. What had he done?"Just know this Claudia, you are mine now. I will protect you. I will.. try my best." template credit.

-- My Danny Fenton has had a hard life as we see in the cartoons, but now that he's off to college he goes to Gotham university. His parents have disowned him for being a phantom, as much as they love him they refuse to keep him. He's even on scholarship for proving the existence of ghosts.-- Danny is trans in my take Female to Male but it's a minor detale, something you can't tell in ghost form and that he hides well in day to day. -- In the Marvel verse he's still on scholarship but he's still a straight C student, he still stays with his parents but they're still on rocky terms about the whole "ghost" thing. He's no Avenger, but he does like spending his time with other heroes!-- Danny is bisexual, not really sure on the whole thing but he's trying his best. ( I concider him Multi-LI and will end up putting a cap on it at some point) -- Danny can be played in his early teens like when he first learns about anything but I prefer to play him at roughly 18+ 

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Birth Name ▶ Joseph Anthony PerryNicknames ▶ King of Cool, Italian Stallion, The Lightning, Cuppa JoeAge ▶ 31Sex ▶ MaleBirthdate ▶ September 10th, 1989Birthplace ▶ Lawrence, MassachusettsSpecies ▶ HumanRace ▶ Mediterranean-EuropeanEthnicity ▶ Italian-AmericanRelationship Status ▶ SingleLanguages Spoken ▶ American English, ItalianReligion ▶ Progressive JudaismOccupation ▶ Lead guitarist and founder of rock band, The ProjectResidency ▶ Mobile, but owns a loft in Boston and a large isolated house out west in Lincoln an hour away.Children ▶ Roman Anthony Perry (Son, age 5)Pets ▶ A male grey tabby kitten named Scooter, and a male Chilean rose hair tarantula named MochaHobbies ▶ Streaming his guitar jams, playing shows, hunting, fishing, camping, motocross racing, reading, writing, traveling the worldOrientation ▶ Bisexual with a romantic lean toward women. He typically avoids long-term relationships with men and will only date cisgender people.Relationship Role ▶ Mostly independent with a bit of dominance over his partner, depending on their demeanor. Personally, he does not prefer to take the reins in a relationship entirely.What He Seeks ▶ Joe seeks companionship in a soulmate, someone who can deal with his lifestyle as well as understands his admiration for performing around the world and making music. Anyone who cannot have a basic understanding and not appreciate that he is just doing what he loves he wants no business with. A person who has similar problems may be his ideal soulmate such as another rock musician. While he thrives mostly for a loving wife to have more children with, he does not see men as marriage material.▶ Life Goals- Find the right woman to marry.- Father a brother for his son, Roman.- Leave behind a fortune in his will for Roman and any other future children.- Keep sober. Stay away from alcohol and hardcore drugs.- Keep his career afloat.Basic Physical Description ▶ Joe is an above-average height of five foot eleven with a small muscular ectomorph build weighing in at one hundred and sixty pounds. His skin is a warm ivory shade with a slight olive undertone. Warm black hair and chestnut brown eyes. Becoming a lover of tattoos, he has a basic lined Endless Knot tattoo on his right shoulder, two detailed koi fish on his left upper arm, musical notes inside of his left forearm, "Dad" with a feather below on the right side of his neck, and his son's name "Roman" and birthdate of "5-23-15" on the right side of his chiseled chest. Lastly, the left side of his neck has a tattoo of the Star of David. Veins running up and down his hands and arms, it clearly shows he is far from being out of shape.Distinctive Features / Scars ▶ An oblong face, piercing eyes, aquiline nose, and chin. A faint scar across his right eyebrow from taking a knee in a brawl. Joe also has a faintly crooked nose from it being broken in the past.Personality ▶ Joe is an all-around gentleman when he wants to be. He is passive-aggressive and good-tempered; difficult to truly anger. He can also be a wallflower and can grow socially anxious. If he believes someone is not worthy of his respect he will not respect them. He is most of the time uncompetitive, disliking most competition with others due to his selfless nature. But his generosity has been used against him. He does show a little bit of an ego when it comes to his guitar skills. But his compassion is one of his strongest points. Wealth nor fame concerns him.Perry is a private person. Not much is openly known about him outside of his musical background. The media can pester him all they want- his sexualty, fatherhood, and the majority of his background stay exclusive to the knowledge of his friends and family.A long history of exes and bad relationships, he is a hopeless romantic but feeling on the verge of giving up on looking for love and staying single and holding onto his paternal pride. He is loyal to the people he cares about and does not dare cheat on a partner, whether it be a lustful, or a serious relationship. He is quite the romantic and thoroughly enjoys any kind of rosy moments with a partner whether it be sexual or not. Unadmittedly, Joe can be a bit clingy and at times doubt his worth to them after having so many previous relationships fail because of lovers with high standards.A sufferer of PTSD, he gets his night sweats and occasional jittery behavior. He dislikes his face and chest being touched after his years of enduring physical abuse and will flinch, or back away whenever these regions of his body come into contact.Skills ▶ He is a master at the guitar, a great cook in the kitchen, trained in amateur boxing, wields an intermediate belt in taekwondo (also in the slow process of learning Brazilian jiu-jitsu) and is moderately skilled in automotive repair and takes part in local amateur motocross races in his spare time with no ambition in going pro.[NSFW] ▶ Joe is well-endowed at 8.5 inches and is uncircumcised. He has been picked on in the boy’s gym shower room in high school for being intact and also has been rejected by potential partners. Aside from that, he isn’t exactly satisfied with his size, in fact wishing he were a bit smaller in terms of length.Has a faint scar on his left testicle from being bit by a partner. His libido is high for his age. Having so much experience in the bedroom, he doesn’t have an issue making sure his partner is having as much of a good time as he is.Joe’s reproductive health is normal and has no issue siring more children. Due to genetics, he has a higher chance of fathering sons. He aims for a vasectomy later in time.In the bedroom, Joe is an experienced switch who more so gets off on his partner’s pleasure rather than his own. His endurance is rather impressive for his age due to his athletic lifestyle, lasting about an hour or more with short refractory periods. He is quite sensitive but able to control his climaxes to extend his duration.Joe sometimes has a hard time controlling himself, especially around someone he is attracted to. Past partners excite him often when he’s with them.History ▶ Trigger warnings: Abuse, neglect, substance useJoe was born a healthy boy on the cold morning of September 10th, 1989. His mother, who had been struggling to pay rent ever since her husband was deployed overseas, moved into a shelter for military mothers to give birth to her child. Mary fell in love with her son the moment she saw him, giving him the name Joseph after the favorite son of the Biblical figure, Jacob. She had Joe baptized at her local Catholic church but refused to have him circumcised after she witnessed a friend's baby go through it in squealing agony.Mary lounged her little Joey around the North End district of Boston in search of work. Finding a decent-paying job as a seamstress, she was able to support her newborn son and herself until her husband’s return. Moving to a house on the beach of Cape Cod, the Perry family had expanded once Tony arrived back home. Making up for lost time with his son, Tony wasted no time.When Joe was two years old, his sister, Annebeth was born. Their rivalry began not too long after she began to speak full sentences, highly despising how Joe was the golden child of the family. Aside from the drama between him and his only sibling, Joe’s childhood was full of nature exploration and was pretty disconnected from the artificial world when he wasn’t in school.Joe spent his childhood in a house on the beach of Cape Cod. His father schooled him on hunting, shooting guns, and survivalist skills. His mother, a physical education teacher, taught her two children how to swim at a very young age. Joe spent time as a Boy Scout to further his passion for nature.Little Joe was a loner in his early years in school and was bullied for his big teeth and his jutting nose. Once his sister was in school with him, she encouraged Joe’s classroom tyrants throughout the years. He was very shy of strangers and often ran away and isolated himself. He would swim in the ocean often as a gateway from his troubles and spend time with his childhood chocolate labrador, Cocoa. She would pass away in his late teenage years when the family moved to Joe’s town of birth for a few years, unable to care for the boathouse any longer on a budget. Picking up boxing in his late childhood as his parents suggested to him, Joe had the potential to be a middleweight boxing champion someday from his great performance in amateur bouts as he had outstanding punching power for a small frame. But he blew it all away when he discovered he wanted to pursue a life in music in his later teen years instead of amateur boxing, which he continued until he was eighteen as a way to control his inner aggression.His life didn't start to reach its dramatic peak until his teen years. Hitting puberty at the age of twelve and trying to identify himself, Joe wasn't all that good with the girls and would often question his orientation. But he had no knowledge of any sexuality other than what was considered “normal.” Joe was picked on by other kids in school for acting like a boy in the closet, which he was, keeping his feelings bottled up from others, even his own parents. Joe's musical inspirations came from the cassette and vinyl collections his parents owned. Hard rock intrigued him the most, which would later become his most played genre in his dream music career. Getting his first guitar at fourteen after a year of begging his mother and father for one, Joe focused on his personal guitar lessons rather than his homework, making his careening grades less of a concern to him. When Joe was fifteen the family moved back down south into the suburbs of Boston, hoping to find a better school for their children that was close by and a walking distance. Buying a ticket to a local band called Fahrenheit, it would be then that Joe would meet its lead guitarist and vocalist Charlie Fahren, who would later become his close friend and the rhythm guitarist of Joe’s band. Charlie’s girlfriend, Simone, was once a girl Joe had taken a romantic interest in, but she brushed him off. It was only the starter of his insecurity when it came to love. As his social anxiety continued to haunt him, Joe dropped out of school at the beginning of 12th grade when he was eighteen, displeasing his parents and receiving toxic criticism from his younger sister who was never impressed by her older brother. Since the age of consent in Massachusetts is sixteen, without a doubt he couldn't go without being harassed for his long-lasting virginity and not getting himself intimately involved with women at all. Having not known of any other orientation than heterosexual, the young man was lost, falling into a great depression about his sexual identity as his hormones began their course. Once he discovered other teenagers who were in the closet, Joe learned to accept himself. But he kept it from his family.Joe was a slight late riser in terms of beginning his sex life; and wouldn't lose his virginity until he was twenty-one to his first-ever relationship with a girl his age named Elissa Benson. She ogled Joe through his last year in high school and developed an unhealthy obsession with the young man before finding the courage to speak to him and express her feelings. Forming his band when he was twenty-two, Joe finally came out of his shell and began to make friends with other guys his age that shared the same interests in music. Around this time Joe had gotten his first tattoo, the musical notes inside of his left forearm. Despite being a leftie, Joe normally plays right-handed.Touring New York with his band The Joe Perry Project and breaking up with Elissa, Joe thought long-term relationships weren’t for him and focused more on music. But as the years went by it was all crazy sex, drugs and rock n roll. Through many sexual escapades and drug-fueled parties, it began to slowly kill the band. Joe was one day arrested for marijuana possession and imprisoned for a month until he was released due to the lack of evidence. While Joe did try to be strong as an inmate, the others could sniff out his weakness so he was ganged up on and beaten. It was then Joe would experience his first time getting raped; by a prison guard as well as a rival inmate. After a while, Joe had a tough time bonding with the same sex in an intimate manner, struck by sexual trauma.Struggling with a job as a forklift operator once his charges were dropped and so was his criminal record, Joe's band officially hit rock bottom and broke up after Joe would get so wasted he couldn't perform at gigs. Still shaken from being molested in jail, his drug addictions and drinking all worsened. In time, he would begin to use sex as a coping skill. Getting desperate for bread, Joe participated in illegal underground fights to brush up his self-defense skills, winning bare-knuckle brawls to put a little extra cash in his pocket as he revived his childhood boxing skills he never necessarily let go of as well as pick up some brawling techniques. Sadly, the money was not used for essential things, but drugs and alcohol instead.Prostituting himself for extra money, Joe was in his mid-twenties and finally cementing his bisexuality that took years to uncover even after all of the wild sex with both women and men he had through his short career. It was then after not paying his rent, Joe was evicted onto the streets and living in his father's old car. Still taking part in underground brawls for a little cash for whatever food he could get his hands on, Joe suffered for nearly two years in the most impoverished parts of Boston trying to survive with only a car roof over his head. At times, he would play his broken acoustic for spare cash at local parks. Nearly getting killed for provisions and the little cash he had on him, Joe had no choice but to kill two bums out of survival instinct. Feeling reckless for what he did, that stuck to him for a good while but through time, he felt his actions were justified. Once nearly getting beaten to death in an alleyway by a local gang of crooks, a bloody and battered-up Joe was beginning to find it near impossible to survive on the streets any longer.After long periods of unprotected sex during this period in his life, Joe began to develop the slowly emerging symptoms of syphilis, a sexually transmitted infection that he could do nothing to get treatment for as a homeless man who couldn’t even afford a gallon of gas most of the time let alone a doctor’s visit and a prescription. His self-diagnosis had given him the explanation for his physical weakness he had been experiencing.  As Joe grew iller, he knew he needed to get help for his condition or it would be too late for him to be cured. His poor diet and lack of sleep allowed the bacterial infection invading his body to develop quicker than normal as death crept closer.Hiding his life from his parents as he fought to be more independently stubborn, Joe had no choice but to move into the apartment of his ex, Elissa Benson after a year of eating at the soup kitchen and showering at a local church as his syphilis worsened, developing sores across his chest and groin along with rashes across his body. Anything for a place to sleep and shower. One of the few good things she had done for Joe, she had him taken to a doctor for a penicillin shot that would eradicate him of his illness within a month. Luckily for him, he didn’t sexually contract anything serious such as HIV after a blood test returned negative for any incurable STDs.Luring Joe into her lair, she pampered him with whiskey and cheap cocaine as she worked her daytime job as a bagger at a grocery store, giving little about what truly happened to him. Elissa's behavior against Joe did not improve. Since they had last seen each other she was just as addicted to cocaine as Joe, if not worse. Knowing Joe was afraid to be alone, Elissa had coaxed him into staying with domestic abuse that was disguised as rough love. The abuse was mostly one-sided as Joe couldn't do much to fight her back, being as physically weak as he was. Getting pregnant from Joe a month after he had moved in and only to get a miscarriage eight weeks in, this only damaged Elissa more as she was one to pin her problems out on anyone else but herself. Heavily in denial that her drug addiction killed their baby, she entirely blamed Joe for it and worsened her abuse towards him, physically and sexually.Getting pregnant from Joe one last time with their son Roman a few months prior, Elissa had moved out to be with her family to get sober and take care of herself so she could have the baby, intentionally leaving the father out of the picture to break him. Barely carrying himself along to get clean, Joe did the best he could to kick his addictions in hopes of becoming sober for his first child. With Elissa threatening to abort only to mess with his sanity, Joe did his best to brush it off and no longer fall for her mind games towards him. When their son, Roman was born on May 25th of 2015, it was one of if not the best day of Joe's life. Despite not seeing his son being born due to Joe's late arrival, it was love at first sight at the maternity ward. Becoming a father at twenty-seven years old, it was a drastic life change that was for the best.Moving into a better place with some money from her parents, Elissa lured Joe into another one of her traps once she let him move in so he could be with their son full time. Her abuse grew worse to points where Joe had to knock her out just so he could escape her attacks on him. Now sober with no lack of judgment, it was bad news for her and good news for him that he was clean and able to defend himself from her ferocious abuse. Successfully forcing him into sexual intercourse several times through drugging him with sleeping pills, Elissa believed she had control over her son's father and did anything to keep him away from Roman, even if it included reporting him to the police for domestic violence and rape to get him locked away and out of her life so she could make a run for it with their child.Obtaining custody of twelve-month year old Roman after a grueling time in court, Joe's mother Mary aided him with parenting and with his settlement money he got himself a loft outside of downtown Boston and a new car for himself. Elissa got fifteen years for domestic abuse.To remember the day he had won over Elissa, he got the endless knot Karma tattoo on his right shoulder. Trying to fight through his pain in his own was proven difficult as he refused therapy for his diagnosed PTSD from being raped and beaten. Going through many relationships some months after Elissa, Joe found it increasingly difficult to seek out love again or even develop trust in anyone to be his better half. His mild fear of sexual contact did not help with this.Shortly after reuniting his band, Joe's father Tony passed away only a few months later from small-cell lung cancer. Broken and devastated at the time of his father's military funeral that he never attended out of severe grief, Joe knew it was time to harden up and move in through life without his father, for Roman’s future as well as his own. Getting his third tattoo of "Dad" and a feather below it on his neck, he knew his father would always be with him even after death. It was this point in Joe's life where secrets could no longer be held. Feeling the need to explore his sexuality, Joe began leaning towards other men. Dating a man and falling in love with one for the first time, Cole was Joe's only true boyfriend he had. But the relationship only turned his mother onto her bad side as she disapproved of Joe's homosexual relationship and wanted her son to find a mother for Roman, not a “second father”. Leading up to their breakup, Joe had never seen Cole ever again after he lost his mind and was nearly killed in a car accident after a screaming match he got into with Joe’s mother. Last seeing Cole near death in a hospital bed, Joe had not heard from him since and his fate remains a mystery.  Meeting Melanie Zacharias through a blind dating app when he was thirty years old, Joe had met her in person and felt something he never felt before and it was true love. Finally, someone who appreciated having him and accepted him as perfect. Wanting to help her financially; Joe had fired David Hul as his bassist and had Melanie replace him for the time being. Feeling like an outcast compared to the others in the band Melanie accepted it anyway. Falling asleep behind the wheel whilst driving home after an early night date with Melanie, Joe had nearly gotten himself and his own son killed in an accident that resulted in him skidding off the road and colliding into a parked car. Soaring out the window and suffering from a concussion, three year old Roman was silent no more as he got out of the vehicle and cried out on his father, thinking he was dead. Resulting in his band breaking up once more Joe had joined a prospect thrash metal band known as Dethlok, where one of the greatest rivalries in his career would start. Axl Morel and Lionel Falk of Dethlok got the bigger part of the pay which Joe was unhappy about. Things only progressed to get worse as Joe and Melanie officially had broken up their two month long relationship as Joe’s conflict with his sexuality continued which turned her away from him. Despite being short, Joe's relationship with Melanie reminded him of what it was really like to be in love besides his relationship with Cole. With Melanie moving back to her hometown of Anaheim, California clear across the country, it would be a while Joe and Melanie would meet each other face to face again. Working at Tanino's, an Italian restaurant in downtown Boston as a side job, Joe had worked their part-time in hopes of a little extra money and the fact he loved to cook anyway, doing a job he actually loved instead of moving crates all day in a motorized vehicle. Pulling his weight there for a few months he had befriended Ray Martinez, one of the chefs at his job and also had a brief sexual relationship with his boss Maria just for a raise and a promotion. Though Ray was gay and had a huge crush on Joe, the two didn't get any further than friends with benefits until no longer seeing each other once Joe quit and continued to progress in his music career.Sticking with Dethlok until he got some kind of popularity in the band, Joe eventually left the growing supergroup and phoned up his old bandmates Charlie, David and Ronnie to resurrect The Project. Forgiving Joe they had come back, rebuilding the band from the ground up and coming out stronger than ever. Starting to become an independent and strong man, Joe did his best to get somewhere, and it would pay off in the months to come once the band toured New England yet again, making money all through it. Releasing their first official album after receiving a record deal, Joe's childhood dream was coming true as he put his past behind him, touring all fifty states and soon after, Asia and Australia. After he finishes his world tour, he has a two year break in mind for rest, though it might not go as he had anticipated.