Abilities: Johnny is a very old vampire hailing all the way back to the medieval times. He's also very powerful and nearly indestructible. His only known weakness is sunlight and it's uncertain whether or not garlic or holy water has any effect on him. He was created by the demon Belial and thus it's assumed that his powers outmatch modern vampires. He has the ability to fly and shape-shift into a colony of bats (image). Johnny is also blessed or cursed with superhuman strength, speed, and agility. He also has a rather high tolerance for pain considering all the torture Barry puts him through. The vampire barely flinches at having pieces of his spine removed or his limbs ripped off. Like most other vampires in lore, Johnny has the ability to regenerate limbs or organs at an alarming rate. He can literally have his arms and legs blown off and regenerate them quickly within mere minutes. However, if his heart was to be ripped out from his chest he would die.
One very interesting aspect of Johnny's powers is his ability to trans-morph his blood into battle ready maids (image). These servants of his have no personality or will of their own. They're merely familiars for which he can summon to battle in his stead. Their bodies congeal together from droplets of his blood and form into the shape of two human females. One of the maids has long blond hair and the other wavy black hair very similar to Rayflo's. This is a unique ability token to only Johnny since no other vampires in the series seem to possess this skill.
Besides his supernatural powers, Johnny is also a rather skilled swordsman. He's adept in physical combat and picked up various skills since he literally traveled the world during the course of his long life. Johnny is also well learned in various languages and cultures.
While he might sound like he's a little too overpowered, keep in mind that Johnny's primary weakness is sunlight. He cannot walk within the sun or risk being burnt to a crisp. In addition to that, Johnny has a weakness against silver and blessed weaponry. He also cannot enter a room not his own unless invited inside. He can enter a church with no problem but he can't quote the Word of God(the Bible) without injuring himself.
Third Person:
This was going to be a long, very long day.
A frustrated sigh escaped Johnny as he peered down at the desolate streets below. Somewhere after his message to the general public, Johnny decided to strike out on his own and explore. The city itself was like strange macabre between England, Venice, and Toulouse, all cities that Johnny visited during the course of his life. However there was something 'unsettling' about this place that he simply couldn't comprehend. For one thing, the streets were almost completely bare and it was only twelve-something in the afternoon. As rare as it was for him see sunlight, it was even rarer for him to be outside during this time of day. After all, his vampire nature doesn't exactly allow long strolls through the park during the middle of the day.
Forced to cling to the shadows of a few adjacent buildings, Johnny's dark gaze lingered upon the golden pocket watch he found earlier in the day. It was pretty trinket but a little too bland for Johnny's liking with its smooth golden brass finish. It was simple but elegant with a beaded golden chain attached to the tip of it. He found the watch sitting neatly among the folds of his bloodstained shirt as he tried to shake away his grogginess. When Johnny first found the pocket watch, he honestly didn't pay it any mind that was until his mind strayed towards some unsavory thoughts.
'Barry.' A hiss slipped from his lips once he thought of the incubus. Only able to recall fragments of what happened prior to the train ride, Johnny cringed when a familiar ache traveled up his spine. "That bastard...!" He grumbled lowly.
Just the mere mention of the incubus's name alone was enough to throw Johnny into a fit of rage. While their little game of cat and mouse had always been a tad violent, Barry out did himself this time. Even now, Johnny wasn't sure if he could ever truly heal from the wounds inflicted upon him on that night. His spine still tingled in agony and his innards twisted into knots as he thought of how Barry tore and ripped them. The entire ordeal roughly lasted about an hour or so until Johnny couldn't take the pain anymore. He fell unconscious once Barry began gnashing at his bones only to awake later missing the rest of his torso. "Ugh." He slapped his hand against his groggy face and sighed deeply. Johnny was so glad no one was here to see him all mangled and beat up. He doubted he could explain all the blood on his clothes and the haggard gleam in his eyes if Charley was here.
"...Charley." All of the color drained from his face once all of his memories came flooding back.
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One very interesting aspect of Johnny's powers is his ability to trans-morph his blood into battle ready maids (image). These servants of his have no personality or will of their own. They're merely familiars for which he can summon to battle in his stead. Their bodies congeal together from droplets of his blood and form into the shape of two human females. One of the maids has long blond hair and the other wavy black hair very similar to Rayflo's. This is a unique ability token to only Johnny since no other vampires in the series seem to possess this skill.
Besides his supernatural powers, Johnny is also a rather skilled swordsman. He's adept in physical combat and picked up various skills since he literally traveled the world during the course of his long life. Johnny is also well learned in various languages and cultures.
While he might sound like he's a little too overpowered, keep in mind that Johnny's primary weakness is sunlight. He cannot walk within the sun or risk being burnt to a crisp. In addition to that, Johnny has a weakness against silver and blessed weaponry. He also cannot enter a room not his own unless invited inside. He can enter a church with no problem but he can't quote the Word of God(the Bible) without injuring himself.
Third Person:
This was going to be a long, very long day.
A frustrated sigh escaped Johnny as he peered down at the desolate streets below. Somewhere after his message to the general public, Johnny decided to strike out on his own and explore. The city itself was like strange macabre between England, Venice, and Toulouse, all cities that Johnny visited during the course of his life. However there was something 'unsettling' about this place that he simply couldn't comprehend. For one thing, the streets were almost completely bare and it was only twelve-something in the afternoon. As rare as it was for him see sunlight, it was even rarer for him to be outside during this time of day. After all, his vampire nature doesn't exactly allow long strolls through the park during the middle of the day.
Forced to cling to the shadows of a few adjacent buildings, Johnny's dark gaze lingered upon the golden pocket watch he found earlier in the day. It was pretty trinket but a little too bland for Johnny's liking with its smooth golden brass finish. It was simple but elegant with a beaded golden chain attached to the tip of it. He found the watch sitting neatly among the folds of his bloodstained shirt as he tried to shake away his grogginess. When Johnny first found the pocket watch, he honestly didn't pay it any mind that was until his mind strayed towards some unsavory thoughts.
'Barry.' A hiss slipped from his lips once he thought of the incubus. Only able to recall fragments of what happened prior to the train ride, Johnny cringed when a familiar ache traveled up his spine. "That bastard...!" He grumbled lowly.
Just the mere mention of the incubus's name alone was enough to throw Johnny into a fit of rage. While their little game of cat and mouse had always been a tad violent, Barry out did himself this time. Even now, Johnny wasn't sure if he could ever truly heal from the wounds inflicted upon him on that night. His spine still tingled in agony and his innards twisted into knots as he thought of how Barry tore and ripped them. The entire ordeal roughly lasted about an hour or so until Johnny couldn't take the pain anymore. He fell unconscious once Barry began gnashing at his bones only to awake later missing the rest of his torso. "Ugh." He slapped his hand against his groggy face and sighed deeply. Johnny was so glad no one was here to see him all mangled and beat up. He doubted he could explain all the blood on his clothes and the haggard gleam in his eyes if Charley was here.
"...Charley." All of the color drained from his face once all of his memories came flooding back.
'He knows.'