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COUNSELOR - [ Klaus ]
Character: Klaus
Series: The Vampire Diaries
Character Age: Looks 30ish -- is more like 30 plus a few thousand
Job: BDSM Safety Instructor
Canon: Elena Gilbert's life was already a little difficult -- she lost both her parents in a car accident and she was juggling that loss with high school and all its social trappings. And then her life got a lot harder. First it was just a brooding and mysterious new boy at school. Then it was a relationship with a brooding and mysterious boy. And then suddenly there were vampires and vampire hunters and werewolves and human sacrifice. More specifically, Elena as a human sacrifice. Now Elena's life contains a love triangle, trying to not die or get kidnapped, protecting (or failing to protect) her loved ones and more supernatural beings than you can shake a stick at.
One such supernatural being you'd want to shake a stick at -- quite possibly stake him with it-- is Klaus. A somewhat elusive Villain with a capital V (for both vampire and volatile), Klaus is a total dick. Not even just kind of a dick. He's the So-I-Dropped-By-Your-House-And-Freaked-Out-Your-Relatives-For-Fun guy. Or the So-I-Made-You-Torture-Yourself-For-Giggles guy. Klaus likes jazz, a party and can be very charismatic. Klaus is often governed by paranoia, more than a little egotistical and at times ruled by his whimsy. His sense of humor is malicious at best, and he tends to put some sarcastic flair to his speech. He lives by his own rules and his own desires and it’d really suck for you if you end up in his way.
Sample Post:
Hello, Camp! This would be the part where I introduce myself to you, go through my job and then we could talk about how we can best help each other. But let's be honest here, you don't really want to go over this overly long and probably extremely dull safety manual. You don't really care who I am either, am I right? This is a summer Camp, you're all young hot-blooded things and I'm quite sure the prospect of fun is far more alluring than this little issue of safety.
Now, now, before you run off to play with your whips and chains I suppose I should do something vaguely responsible. It isn't very nice to tear into your peers without thinking of what kind of damage you'll do. It will probably hurt their feelings, cause quite the mess and more importantly if you aren't careful you'll run out of flesh to flay and nothing is worse than really getting into it and getting interrupted. I suggest having a buddy, you know, a real pal. The kind to take care of the odd completely unintentional accident, so to speak, and someone truly responsible who might help you find new partners to play with. Not that you have to be limited to monogamy but there is something to be said for good old fashioned one-on-one moments.
Seeing that some of you seem a bit flesh inhibited to begin with, I suggest you try some other toys. Fire isn't for everyone, but I hear it can bring a real spark to a relationship. If you're feeling particularly twisted you could add your own brand of fun to it, I hear that burning hot coals never go out of fashion. And do keep your mouth out of their skulls, that's just disgusting. Gray matter has absolutely no flavor. Aim a bit lower and you'll be in for a treat. Remember, tilting the head back causes a larger spray so wear a shirt you don't mind gathering some souvenirs on.
What were we discussing? Oh, yes, safety. Safety is key if you want to maintain a long and somewhat healthy, if terminal as they all are, relationship. That boring little book suggested that you create some kind of word or signal for one partner to let the other know they've had too much. Me, personally, I like to feel this out. It might take a few truly unfortunately fatal trial runs, but sooner or later you'll get the hang of finding everyone's tipping point.
Oh? Everyone comes back due to our hardworking moogles? Then let’s throw everything out the window and just let loose. We wouldn’t want to be responsible for putting the sad in sadomasochism.
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Character: Klaus
Series: The Vampire Diaries
Character Age: Looks 30ish -- is more like 30 plus a few thousand
Job: BDSM Safety Instructor
Canon: Elena Gilbert's life was already a little difficult -- she lost both her parents in a car accident and she was juggling that loss with high school and all its social trappings. And then her life got a lot harder. First it was just a brooding and mysterious new boy at school. Then it was a relationship with a brooding and mysterious boy. And then suddenly there were vampires and vampire hunters and werewolves and human sacrifice. More specifically, Elena as a human sacrifice. Now Elena's life contains a love triangle, trying to not die or get kidnapped, protecting (or failing to protect) her loved ones and more supernatural beings than you can shake a stick at.
One such supernatural being you'd want to shake a stick at -- quite possibly stake him with it-- is Klaus. A somewhat elusive Villain with a capital V (for both vampire and volatile), Klaus is a total dick. Not even just kind of a dick. He's the So-I-Dropped-By-Your-House-And-Freaked-Out-Your-Relatives-For-Fun guy. Or the So-I-Made-You-Torture-Yourself-For-Giggles guy. Klaus likes jazz, a party and can be very charismatic. Klaus is often governed by paranoia, more than a little egotistical and at times ruled by his whimsy. His sense of humor is malicious at best, and he tends to put some sarcastic flair to his speech. He lives by his own rules and his own desires and it’d really suck for you if you end up in his way.
Sample Post:
Hello, Camp! This would be the part where I introduce myself to you, go through my job and then we could talk about how we can best help each other. But let's be honest here, you don't really want to go over this overly long and probably extremely dull safety manual. You don't really care who I am either, am I right? This is a summer Camp, you're all young hot-blooded things and I'm quite sure the prospect of fun is far more alluring than this little issue of safety.
Now, now, before you run off to play with your whips and chains I suppose I should do something vaguely responsible. It isn't very nice to tear into your peers without thinking of what kind of damage you'll do. It will probably hurt their feelings, cause quite the mess and more importantly if you aren't careful you'll run out of flesh to flay and nothing is worse than really getting into it and getting interrupted. I suggest having a buddy, you know, a real pal. The kind to take care of the odd completely unintentional accident, so to speak, and someone truly responsible who might help you find new partners to play with. Not that you have to be limited to monogamy but there is something to be said for good old fashioned one-on-one moments.
Seeing that some of you seem a bit flesh inhibited to begin with, I suggest you try some other toys. Fire isn't for everyone, but I hear it can bring a real spark to a relationship. If you're feeling particularly twisted you could add your own brand of fun to it, I hear that burning hot coals never go out of fashion. And do keep your mouth out of their skulls, that's just disgusting. Gray matter has absolutely no flavor. Aim a bit lower and you'll be in for a treat. Remember, tilting the head back causes a larger spray so wear a shirt you don't mind gathering some souvenirs on.
What were we discussing? Oh, yes, safety. Safety is key if you want to maintain a long and somewhat healthy, if terminal as they all are, relationship. That boring little book suggested that you create some kind of word or signal for one partner to let the other know they've had too much. Me, personally, I like to feel this out. It might take a few truly unfortunately fatal trial runs, but sooner or later you'll get the hang of finding everyone's tipping point.
Oh? Everyone comes back due to our hardworking moogles? Then let’s throw everything out the window and just let loose. We wouldn’t want to be responsible for putting the sad in sadomasochism.
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