MARK STREAMS

Race	Vampire
Splat	Toreador Antitribu
Concept	?

Physical Description
Mark is a fairly toned man of medium physical descriptions. He is quite attractive. He has piercing blue eyes in his smooth and clear pale face. His features are refined and sophisticated, his lips thin and his teeth ice white. His fingers are long and thin very much like the fingers of a man who hasn't done much physical work in his life. He has medium-long dark-brown hair, either brushed back or falling down to around his ears.

In his former mortal life Mark used to dress quite refined. He was usually well dressed in a full suit, usually with a colour palette consisting of black and white. He still has those clothes for when he wants to affect a more sophisticated image. Now he tends to wear the same tight leathers he always does. He wears a plain pair of tight leather jeans, a well-fitted leather jacket, a thin pair of tight leather gloves, a pair of polished army surplus boots, and a long-sleeved PVC shirt. All of his clothes are in remarkable condition, they are all wiped painstakingly clean by Mark and polished daily in order to keep them looking new. They all shine and fit very closely to his skin, and manage to look new from the shop.

Personality
Mark is a socially confident person. He's polite, charismatic and generally a nice and fun person to get on with, or whatever else you need from him. His morality is dipping and it can show occasionally, but for the most part conversation with Mark isn't too disquieting. He's an extroverted character and talks with wide gestures and plenty of non-verbal expression.

Mark was always a bit of a perfectionist, something he got from his parents attitudes towards him as a child. Getting embraced sent him over the edge. Now he struggles to make some sense of his life and get everything right. His residence is immaculate and everything is in its own place. If Mark does move things about everything moves in accordance entirely (and pointlessly) reorganising his living space. His clothes are put on in a correct order and in a correct style and state of cleanliness. His body is washed every morning with water that would scold human skin and soap that is scrubbed onto him hard enough to leave lasting bruises on the breathing. His hair is either brushed with a perfect centre parting or completely back. He cleans his gloves every time they touch somebody else.

Mark is prone to creating set ways of doing most things, most of which won't seem unusual until there is a need to deviate from them and Mark seems to be stuck with the original method. Tell Mark to put something away for you and he'll put it all in the cupboard, tell him you want it to be done a different way and Mark will find it very hard to comply.

Story
Mark Stream was born in a middle-class well-to-do white family in America. His parents were very eager for him to do well and lead a respectful life, and the forcefulness of his parents showed in his grades at school. Mark was one of those boys that would really put an effort into his work and seem to be doing well at everything he put his mind to. His neighbourhood was fairly easy-going; you get the obvious social sniping and talking behind backs, but very little of the violence of the ghettoes of America.

Mark responded as well as could be hoped from his parent's encouragement. Rather than being forced to work all the time, he internalised his parent's values of success. He worked hard because he needed to feel a success. His sense of worth depended on it, the idea of getting low grades, not being liked, or not achieving anything that he felt he should was abhorrent to him. Mark worked for the works sake rather than any material reward he saw in the future. The idea of getting a high-paid job wasn't attractive for the money, but as a symbol of success.

And so when he finished High School he went to University. He was beginning on a long period of study to become a lawyer, a nice professional job title. He still socialised with friends and kept up all the normal respectful spheres of life of course. Life was beginning to work out and he was making it, soon he could relax and indulge in all the same luxuries that represent success just like his parents did when he was young.

It was at this point in his life that Mark attracted the attentions of a Cainite named Louisa Histring, an Italian Toreador Antitribu. Louisa was a part of a dwindling pack picking up recruits, and she took a fancy to Mark. The preparation was non-existent, Mark was forcefully brought over to the other side of death and his first moment of clarity afterwards didn't arrive until after his hunger passed and he found himself kneeling in the bloody corpse of a young women whose gender was only recognisable by the pieces of shredded clothes around her. His mind cracked and he began to laugh.

Nine years on and it was going well, but then a conflict involving a Nephandi and two demons slaughtered most of the pack and put Louisa into Torpor, leaving only Mark still active. The pack has come to an end.