Character name: Damon Salvatore
Series:
The Vampire Diaries (TV)Age: appears to be 25
Job: Romance Advisor
Canon: After losing her parents in a car accident, Elena Gilbert was doing her best to pull herself back together. However, she never thought she'd get involved in the middle of the never-ending conflict between two vampire brothers -the Salvatores- who hated each other instead. That's how she ends up dealing with vampires, witches, family drama, death and the truth that had been hidden from her town's history.
The elder Salvatore brother is Damon, who has sworn to make his younger brother Stefan's life miserable. He, unlike Stefan, feeds on human blood and he has little respect for human life. Sarcastic, cocky, arrogant, manipulative and glib, Damon is a bastard who always gets what he wants. Not only that, but he always appears to be up to something, scheming for his own selfish desires and pulling the strings to play in his favor. Through the course of the show, he claims not to care about anything or about anyone outside hating his brother, but Elena proves him wrong when she manages to bring out what's left of Damon's humanity. Don't be mistaken, though, because despite his "I'm just misunderstood" exterior, he's still capable of forcing himself on girls against their will without showing any kind of remorse. After all, humans are just toys to play with.
Sample Post:
Listen up, sweetheart, because today is your lucky day.
Why, you might ask? I'm feeling like a giving guy right now. And let's just say our charming Miss Sayre was very enthusiastic upon my arrival, and she even entrusted me with such a thrilling task that I couldn't refuse. Who I was to say no? I've always been all about helping the young and inexperienced. Oh, teens today need all the help they can get to make it through their incredibly difficult lives. They're craving approval and attention, and sometimes they just need a small push in the right direction. No one wants these poor little campers to drift away towards the dark; they need a do-gooder hero to guide them. You must know what I'm going on about; you're always watching them from up there like a diligent, touchy-feely fairy godmother and from what I've heard, you go as far as giving them practical lessons. However, our lovely Director mentioned to me that you've lost your touch lately.
As camp's new Romance Advisor, it's merely my duty to be open and offer my keen input to whoever needs it. That's where you come in, because I've been doing some research and it looks to me like you need my help the most. Now, I can imagine how hard it must be to maintain a relationship in this day and age. Trust me, it was a lot easier back in the day. I'm not saying I'm old -on the contrary!- but history never lies. Except for when it does, but moving on. These days it's all about keeping it fresh and coming up with imaginative ways to try new things, to make it exciting! The feeling of the chase is still here, but they've forgotten all about security and true romance. They've barely had a taste of the forbidden fruit before they throw it away, picking up another as if it was nothing. See, that? That's what romance is all about today and it's such a tragic revelation. Heart-breaking, in fact. No wonder you've lost the ability to share your slimey eight-in-one love, with your illusions shattered like that.
It's time to get that Miss "I'm miserable" look off your face. Look, it's quite simple, actually. You want that loud-mouthed stud back? All you've gotta do is show him who's in charge, dominate him inside and out until there's nothing else he can say. You've got enough . . . tentacles to keep him entertained, so I'm sure you can make that loudspeaker forget all about the sparkles and cheap seduction of the noobspeaker. Besides, two large -and quite handsome, yes, how could I ever forget that- poles can only do so much together. Show him what you've learned after years of touching the youth, and make him beg for more.
You gotta have more than a few tricks up your sleeve, figuratively speaking. Or better yet, we could get literal. Remember that ink incident? Come on now, you know what I mean.
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