Post by MAL BLACKTHORNE on Feb 3, 2020 12:39:54 GMT
til now.That scruffy little oik who spent the first handful of years of life in and out of the bawdy houses and the docks of Portsmouth, with no idea which of the women were his mother - let alone which visiting sailor was his dad - ended up going further than any would think. An incident with a midshipman saw him pressed into the Royal Navy and a clash with a French ship left him dying at 29. Offered survival - of a sorts - by a vampire serving on board Mal was turned. He didn't last long in the Navy after that, taking to shore and a rambling career of a surgeon of sorts after. During the American Civil War he would be found by Marcel and talked into joining the Doc in his labours to bring back a friend. Mal took to travelling with him - trying and failing to put together a new group of his own in San Francisco - slowly picking up a geneticist and a supernatural expert to bolster their group. A stop in Beacon Hills almost a decade ago gave them their first success after more than a hundred years of failure. On the trail of a breakthrough now the group eventually found their way to Mystic Falls. As the muscle of the group Mal would bring in their picks, watch over them while they were changed, playing at being a phlebotomist at the Mystic Falls hospital by day and a Doc by night.
friends. Can you call the dream team of mad scientists you work with to create new and perfect creatures friends? Yeah? Well then Mal might have some. Anybody he might once have really called one of these died over a century ago. Probably bloodily, maybe at Mal's own hands. A man needs to eat after all.
enemies. Now this is where Mal's really flourished. There probably aren't many left from his pre-Dread Doctors time but since? Oh yes. Probably every relative of every poor bugger who didn't make it and those that did? All those swords, all that natural weaponry ... Mal's prepared to bring it on. He's faced down tougher things then them and he's lived, he plans to keep on that way.
family. Family is the one thing Mal has never had. Not that he knows anyway. His dad could've been any member of the Royal Navy (or anyone else) who passed through Portsmouth nine months before his birth and his mother any one of the women plying their wares in the brothels of the port.
lovers. Love? Mal honestly has never had much concept of the word. He's slept with plenty of women, sometimes paying a bit of coin for it, charming his way into their beds once he wasn't spending weeks at a time in the middle of the ocean. Itches were scratched, sometimes liberally before a little nibble from a vampire left him impervious to that sort of thing.
connections.
♥ KRISTA MAY - Cucumber. The snack that keeps repeating on yer
♦ Marcel - The Doc
♦ MATHIAS JENSEN - Fellow Doc
♦ The Geneticist - Fellow Doc
♠ The Lads - Past mistakes coming back for a bum biting
♠ RIVER MAY - This one's gonna repeat on me too
hope to see you in the discord! 
