Hannibal King; ilpromenade app
PLAYER
✧ NAME: K.
✧ LJ USERNAME: torncorpse
✧ CONTACT (EMAIL, AIM, MSN, PLURK, ETC.): email | torncorpse@gmail.com | aim | squidded |
✧ CURRENT MUSE LIST: N/A
CHARACTER
✧ NAME: Hannibal King
✧ SERIES: Blade: Trinity
✧ HISTORY: {as not much is known about Hannibal before the beginning of the movie, the beginning of his history is a mix of headcanon and some facts from the comic series}
Hannibal was born in Milwaukee, to Mary and Alex King; their only son, and only surviving child, both parents were thrilled at their strong, healthy baby boy. At least at first. For around five years; just under it really, Hannibal had two stable parents and a pretty decent life. Father held a good job and his mother was attentive enough that he felt comfortable. However, just before his fifth birthday, Alex King ran off with money from embezzled accounts from his contractor company, leaving his wife to raise their son.
Eventually, Hannibal got tired of sitting around the house while his mother drank herself into a stupor. On the streets, Hannibal finds friends in a group of street kids, living around the area and starts to spend a lot of time just staying around the area with them. By the time Hannibal was twelve, he was rather deeply involved with street gangs and the trouble it attracted. With various street riots, potential fights among gangs and drug deals going bad, it was really only a matter of time before the group got killed, arrested or worse; made an example of. In the end, at seventeen, Hannibal was picked up following a street fight with another gang; beaten bloody -and most of the others too, Hannibal was among the group taken to the A&E and seen to by an aged, male detective.
Seeing that Hannibal had an intelligence about him, and a sort of ability that hadn't been recognised, Hannibal was taken aside after they all spent a night in the cells for unruly behaviour. Given the option of a repeat incident like the one that left him scarred and facing a criminal record, or going into training to do something better, Hannibal took the chance to make something of his life, dragging two of his closest friends with him. Hannibal received qualifications; getting his education kick started and eventually becoming a private detective and moving from Milwaukee to Los Angeles, King looked to further his career as a detective. He spent seven years in Los Angeles working, earning himself a decent reputation and making a good living. The problems started after a quick hook up in a dive bar went so much further than wrong than Hannibal could ever imagine.
(/end headcanon)
After picking up a pretty, slightly psychotic brunette in a bar, Hannibal found himself turned around in an extreme fashion. Danica Talos bit and turned Hannibal, changing him to a vampire and naming him her 'pet'. For five years Hannibal was a member of the Talos clan in LA, at first becoming rather adept at his new life; while is personality wasn't drastically changed, his morals were pushed down below the blood lust and he functioned as any other vampire would. Thriving on hunts, killing and enjoying the power that immortality gifted. Eventually, Hannibal got bored however, and those morals pushed up through the haze of the beast and Hannibal questioned everything he was, growing to hate his nature and existence.
It was then that Abigail Whistler found him, a daughter of vampire hunter Abraham Whistler. When King showed no signs of wanting to live or to kill her, Abigail took him to the Nightstalkers hide-out, allowing their bio-genius Sommerfield to test her 'cure' on Hannibal. For two weeks, during the change of his body from dead to alive again and the re-mutating of his genetics, Hannibal was kept in a locked room with no windows. Although the change was painful; worse than turning into a vampire, as he felt his heart start to beat again, Hannibal welcomed the pain. And what it brought.
With his vampirism cured, Hannibal fought to adapt to life as a human again, feeling in debt to the Nightstalkers and Abigail in particular. While he didn't want to maintain a less than ordinary lifestyle, he couldn't really see a place for himself outside the 'lifestyle' any more, and stayed with the Nightstalkers to help them. With his abilities from being a vampire not yet gone, Hannibal proved -after some trial and error, to be an asset to the group in their attack on vampires.
With Hannibal’s less than stellar connections, the Nightstalker cell was able to get information regarding the vampire activities, including when Blade was captured by the Talos clan following their manipulation of their Familiars; humans who do the vampires work during the day.
Hannibal and Abigail broke into the compound and freed Blade, getting him back to the ‘Honeycomb Hideout’, their base of operations. Blade was less than impressed by the Nightstalkers operation, but when they informed him of ‘Dracula’s’ rising, he needed their help. Drake, as Dracula was now being called, had been found by Danica and her group and brought to the city, where they wanted him to destroy Blade.
Following a hunt of the Talos clan Familiars, the group of King, Abigail and Blade come face to face with Drake, who kills the last of the Familiars for his own information. Drake moves faster than any of them can react to and King is stabbed with a stake in the chest while Drake escapes with Blade following him. While Hannibal is recovering, Drake returns to the Honeycomb Hideout, disguised as the deceased father of Abigail Whistler. The cell are all killed, except King and Sommerfield’s daughter Zoe, both of which are taken to the Talos headquarters.
Hannibal is then beaten and tortured for information on the virus that they had been developing, designed to destroy all vampires by using the strain of Drake’s blood. Hannibal refused, buying time for Abigail and Blade to find them, while antagonising Danica and her two henchmen, Asher and Grimwood.
When Abigail and Blade find them, Blade locks in a battle with Drake while Abigail finds Zoe and gets her to safety, then makes her attempts to fire the DayStar virus into him, also taking out the stay vampires trying to attack Blade. Hannibal meanwhile has a battle of his own with the over sized Grimwood, getting his own back while taking more of a beating before smashing a UV bullet in Grimwood’s mouth and destroying him. Hannibal saves Abigail from an unexpected attack from behind, Danica ending up throwing Hannibal around until the DayStar is released into the air and the vampires slowly, one by one, die.
Hannibal and Abigail attempt to locate Blade, finding he’s already left following his defeat of Drake. Presumably, the Nightstalkers pick up from there, setting about modifying the DayStar with the strain of vampire blood they got from Drake.
✧ TIMELINE: Directly following the Blade rescue mission
✧ PERSONALITY: While Hannibal is a bit of a goof -regularly talking just too much, making wise cracks, joking with people or just annoying the hell out of someone; he is a rather serious person. With loyalty and commitment, Hannibal feels he has a debt to pay to those who pulled him from the Talos clan and pretty much saved his life. He helps by lightening the mood when possible, taking a few too many hits and watching Abigail’s back when he can.
While a social creature at heart, Hannibal is still re-adapting to human life and still tends to be a touch more comfortable in the darkness. He seems to have kept a few of the more darker personality traits, along with a serious guilt over his actions as a vampire and deep inner self loathing for that part of him that just won't go away. A skilled fighter, mostly coming from his vampire years, Hannibal has a grace that wouldn't really be associated with a man of his bulk and height. He can be a sneaky bastard when the mood strikes, but .
Slightly embittered towards the world, especially the world of vampires, Hannibal is a realist deep down. Despite knowing that they aren’t making a huge difference in the odds, he continues to fight as a duty to people who could fall victim like he did. He would, could and quite probably will, die for the cause he currently totes as his own, so long as it means others get to survive and he's not coming back from the dead with a pair of fangs, that's okay. He's done his part.
Hannibal’s biggest fear is becoming a vampire again; something he never wants to repeat. He would likely kill himself before letting it happen for fear he would hurt someone he cared about. The problem with simply letting it go is that last five years haunt him; not always in bad ways, but he feels they should. He still has some kind of connection to his former sire, despite his deep hatred for her, and seems he can't quite cut those ties the way he'd like to.
✧ ABILITIES/POWERS: A lingering effect of Hannibal's vampirism is acute senses, and a heightened strength. While he is by no means as strong as he was, Hannibal still maintains a power that normal humans can only work extremely hard to build. This is solely because of the extreme strength of the vampire he used to be, and while it is less than it was, and still dwindling, Hannibal uses it to his advantage. Similarly, Hannibal's senses -sight and hearing in particular, are better than average due to the change. While he can't hear everything, he can hear more than others and see better in the dark than perhaps he should.
Conversely, while Hannibal has a few of the stronger points from his vampire life, he does suffer a mild aversion the sun at current; it's more psychological than physical, but Hannibal is far more comfortable in the dark of night now. With his vision heightened, the sunlight occasionally irritates his eyes in a manner that it didn't before. Hannibal also still has his sharp canines; although not fangs, just really sharp teeth.
From his years as a vampire, Hannibal displays a fighting style that is partially boxing and partially bar-room brawl. There's little finesse in his skill set and mostly all power. But Hannibal is capable of holding his own and exhibits enough skill to back himself up in a fight.
Hannibal carries a pair of guns, modified to fire UV bullets and record while being used. Additionally, Hannibal near constantly carries three silver stakes holstered to his side for personal reasons.
✧ TIME OF ARRIVAL: Day.
✧ MASK DESIGN: This.
✧ PLACE OF SOLACE: The Honeycomb Hideout -a docked boat with a series of 'honeycombs' -computer labs, weapons lockers, med bay and basketball court sized 'dining' area. Like a mini cruise ship.
SAMPLES
✧ FIRST PERSON: lil' bit of a sample entry from old comm;
and: Can we talk about this? [pause] Or not. Not is fine too.
It's just a suggestion on the whole, because kidnapping, as far as I'm aware is illegal. Although not with the clinically dead, I suppose. But it's still bad, and wrong. Even if you do have nice digs and some pretty mellow happenings. Which is a bit of a change. Wasn't it just night? Didn't I just just get in a car? Man, this is like that trip I had back in school when the acid just wasn't what it used to be.
I mean...Oh hey, look.
[Looking around] So we're definitely not in Kansas anymore, but this doesn't look like Oz either. Where's the yellow brick road? Someone drops and house on me, I'll sue. I know some bloodsucking lawyers.
I only wish I was kidding.
Okay, so while I'm hanging around, who's going to feed the chickens? And water the dog? Someone needs to melt down those stakes. This is not a laughing matter. [Sighs]
Oh, forget it. Where's the nearest Sizzlers?
✧ THIRD PERSON: Another old log, with slightly out of context stuff
and: It's eerie and unfamiliar, it doesn't feel bad per say, but it doesn't feel right either. Hannibal's had a good long time to get used to the unnatural in the world, he lived it for a while, was immersed in it down to his blood on a very literal scale. Maybe he was imagining it, but there was a taste to it, a sort of shift in everything that just screamed not right. But it didn't make his hair stand up on end, didn't make his skin crawl, didn't get his hackles up.
It was a new sort of unnatural, a different sort of, well, different. Which was something he could roll with, to an extent. It wasn't ideal, not in the least, not when there were problems back home -and how freaky was that. Back home wasn't a plane ticket or train ride away, it wasn't even several plane rides away. It's weird that he doesn't really mind either. There's no rush, there's no big war. Well, there is, but right then it's not his problem.
It's like taking a chill and just being told it's cool. He can sit back, chill out, take a load off. After the last five years, he deserves a bit of R&R, to stop worrying about all these vamps and the familiars and the final solution. It might be a cop out, it might be a pussy move, but right then, Hannibal doesn't actually care. He never got that readjustment period, it was wham, bam, here's a stake, go kill your former friends.
Again, not exactly a hardship, he never really liked them to begin with. But a little time to mend up, to get his head on straight, was that too much to ask? And he really wouldn't be missed much, would he? They had Blade now. It wasn't like he was ditching class. Much.