Ṱoaster's Ṱesting

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It was a glorious day. The sun was out, not a cloud in the sky. And the sea was the perfect shade of blue. All of this went unnoticed on the sanguine, one of (if not the most) infamous pirate ships on the high seas. Aboard was the notorious Captain 'Scurvy Dog' Hawks and his crew. Looking out of the telescope, Madeline Folliot assumed they were in luck, a merchant ship appeared to be headed in their direction. Minutes later, as the ship moved closer, the crew realized it was actually one of the royal navy's ships. "This will be interesting." Anne mumbled to herself as she focused her attention on the ship drawing closer. She stood behind the wheel of the ship, it was probably one of her favorite responsibilities.

The two ships stood side by side, ready for battle. Anne was not going to miss the fight so she quickly maneuvered to the Captain's side. The other captain must not have known exactly what he was getting himself into. Negotiations? Since when had the ship ever negotiated? Her thoughts were echoed by the laughter of the crew. The familiar voice of Captain Hawks replied in his usual fashion. That was more like it. No surrender. No negotiation. It was probably more than twisted but the cannons were a comforting sound.

As soon as Hawks uttered the 'Blow them away', Anne was landing on the other ships deck. There was nothing like a good fight. When Anne first wanted to join the crew, they laughed and brushed her off like she must have been kidding. At the time, she was aboard one of the Royal Navy's ships getting revenge on the captain for her husband's untimely death. Hawks and his crew almost ruined her plan for revenge when they attacked.

'Act like normal and they won't suspect a thing.' She thought to herself. Being a navigator aboard the Elizabeth I, it wasn't difficult to get near the captain. She just had to be a few feet away. As she neared the captain, a commotion started aboard. From the telescope, someone had seen a pirate ship. This was good and bad for her plans. Good because it would provide a distraction for the crew and no one would notice until after the fight; and bad because SHE had to be the one to kill him, not anyone else. Once the two ships were aligned and the fighting had started, Anne tried to get near the captain once again. This was not how she planned it. Somehow she was now fighting the pirate captain, and, wow, was he a good fighter. She never thought she was that good of a fighter but she managed to corner him, but not without some cuts and bruises. It took some time, but they both got what they wanted. The captain was dead and all the money was on the other ship.

Either Captain Hawks was too much of a gentleman to let her die on the other ship, or he thought she was too good of a fighter to leave behind. Maybe it was some combination of both, it didn't really matter to Anne. As she thought back on their fight, she thought she must have been damn lucky that day, or just too determined to let a little blade in the way of what she wanted. She didn't consider herself an all-powerful, amazing fighter, just when luck was on her side.

Anne was lost in her own thoughts, not really paying attention to the carnage going on around her. She was jolted back into reality by a near hit. Quickly taking down her opponent, she made her way to Captain Hawks who was "talking" with the other Captain. She held back a chuckle as Captain Hawks asked politely a question, as if there was another option. "It would be a pleasure." She pleasantly said to Captain Hawks and moved to stand above the opposing Captain, he was a short man, appearing even smaller as he fretted for his life. She put her heavy boot right at his throat, leaving just enough room for him to breathe. She recognized him as one of the Royale Navy's most celebrated Captains. "It's a pity. I've heard such great things about you." She mocked at him. The short man spit on her shoe with the little movement room he had. Anne just rolled her eyes, more than anything she would have expected him to have more dignity than that. She quickly plunged the sword into the middle of his chest so he would suffer. She looked back down at the disgusting sight once more to wipe her blade of on his clothing.

Glancing up and walking away from the dieing Captain, she looked at the crew left standing around waiting for directions. "You heard the Captain. Take what is of value." She shouted to everyone. The crew scurried away to the lower decks and Anne walked to the Captain's Cabin with another pirate. There wasn't much of use to them in the room. Piles and piles of maps, luxurious furniture that looked out of place, and a chest locked chest. She pulled out her pistol, blew off the lock and looked inside. There were various gems of different shapes and colors and another pistol with some ammunition. Anne put her pistol back in the side of her belt, put the other pistol in the other boot, and opened the little cloth bag she carried at her waist. Storing the ammunition and gems, she rummaged threw one of the dressers, and found a few items that looked in good enough condition and size to take along. "Lets grab these maps." She told the blond pirate with her and picked up several scrolls.

Anne lightly knocked on Captain Hawks door before opening it and closing it behind her. Most of the time Anne just knocked then barged into the cabin. "There wasn't much but we did find fifteen or so maps and some-" She paused mid-sentence looking at the Captain in a mix of surprise and pity. She hadn't even realized he had a fit coming on, he hid his sickness so well until he was shaking. She rushed to his side and helped him sit up in his chair. Turning around, she opened up both of the windows, letting the fresh sea air inside the stuffy room. They had thought that his disease was gone; it had been so long since he had an outburst. Moving to the small table in the corner of the room, she picked up a rag and dipped it into the water in the large tub on the table. She rang it out and walked back to the Captain, placing the wet towel on his forehead. It was a shame to see him like this. Based on appearance, she wasn't sure if this was even the same man as before.

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Elenore Jeane-Marie Allen

Have you ever really danced on the edge?

вαsιc ғαcтs

cαмє ιи тнє ωσяℓ∂ αs: Elenore Jeane-Marie Allen
вυт cαℓℓ мє: Jeane or El
yєαяs ραss мє вy: Twenty - Four
cαи'т чσυ тєℓℓ: a gorgeous female
αℓℓιαиcє: The Vollero
gєт мє α ρяєѕєηт: April Fifteenth
ѕєxυαℓιту: I fall for the men

αρρєαяαиcє

иσямαℓ σя ғяєαкч: I have moderately long hair, it goes to my shoulder blades and is platinum blond. I either curl my hair, or put it up into a bun.
ωιи∂σωs тσ мч sσυℓ: My eyes are a clear crystal blue which I have been told are cold yet alluring.
нєιgнт/ωєιgнт: I stand at Five feet and seven inches weighing in at 120 pounds.
вυιℓ∂: Toned more than anything, though I do have an hour glass figure.
σтнєя: There's nothing else I can say.

яσℓє

ι нєαят: Well first of all, I love to dance, specifically swing and ballet dancing. I've always been amazed by the stars and how many there are. Novels are a great way to pass the time. I love children, all of them, I could never see myself hurting one. I have to admit, that I love getting what I want, though if I don't I won't throw a fit over it. But I don't want things handed to me, I'd much rather take a challenge and work for it.
ι'∂ кιℓℓ: I've actually never really liked sweets and processed foods are the worst. When things get just too simple is just annoying. Like I said before, I love children and will protect them even if I've never seen them before. I also really don't like bugs or snakes, basically anything that crawls. I don't like sitting around doing nothing productive or counter-productive, it aggravates me.
ωнσ ι αм: I am pretty much known for being determined and hard-headed, which is completely accurate. I almost never give up and once my mind is made the only person that can really change it is my mate. I'm also quite protective of anyone I'm close to, so that means everyone in the coven specifically the younger ones. Though I try and control it, I have a huge temper and a short-fuse. I've also got a reputation of being rather manipulative. I can't really disagree, it just comes naturally, half the time I don't even realize I'm doing it. Men are just too easy to manipulate because most of the time they don't think with their brain, so it gets interpreted as being seductive.

To most strangers I'm a cold mysterious woman. I don't trust in other people easily because of the lies I've seen and heard over the years. I don't feel like I'm a bad or dishonest person, I'm only doing what others have done to me. You could say I'm bitter, and I defiantly hold grudges for a long time. If you can become close enough to me, there is a whole different side of me. Like I said earlier, I'm very protective of those close to me. I'm also a good listener so anyone can talk to me when they just need to vent. I have my opinions and I certainly take the liberty to voice them, though I usually know when it's better to just be quite and listen. I tend to be pessimistic and sarcastic a lot though.
ι cαη ∂σ вєттєя: After I was turned, I gained the ability to disappear. I don't know how my body does it, I'm no scientist but I do know that it works rather well. No matter what angle a person stands at, they see right through me. My power works the best when I'm standing still and with humans but it depends a mutant's power if they can see me any better or not. You know how on a hot summer day and you look down the street, you can see the heat waves, well that's what I look like when invisible but 50 times less obvious. So it really takes a sharp eye to spot me. I can only keep invisibility up for a little while though, my record was two hours straight. But the power drains a lot of energy from me, so I don't use it too often. Though it comes in handy when sneaking in on your enemies.
ωαтcн ιт: For the most part I fight with two pistols but also without a weapon.
ɢєт ιт αωαу ƒяσм мє: My biggest fear is someone I care about getting hurt and I can't do anything about it. Another fear is being by myself for days on end, staying in a cell has that effect on people. I also am claustrophobic for the same reason.
sραяє тιмє: I've been a dancer my whole life, and nothing will change that. I also read, it's something I picked up from the Duke. I take care of the Princess and Prince when he's around. Sometimes I wander about the city also.
ησт тнαт ɢяєαт: Well putting me in any small room isn't good for either of us. Another weakness would probably kids, if one of our enemies was a little kid, wouldn't be able to hurt them. That's why I don't like fighting the Elite, they are all so young. Another thing would be to rub in my face a time that I have failed, depending on what it is, I'll either lose control of myself or break down.
κιss тнєи тєℓℓ: The Duke, but sometimes he can be so stoic.
σтнєя: Nothing else

вαcкɢяσυи∂

ηαтισηαℓιту: 100% American but descendant from Brittan and France.
ρяєvισυs нσмє: Las Vegas, Nevada for my entire human life.
тняσυgн тнє ραgєѕ: April Fifteenth was a bright sunny and joyous day for the Allen's. Their second child was born, yes, that was me. After some debate, my parents agreed to name me Elenore Jeane-Marie, after my grandmother. We were the typical American family of the 50's, my father was a doctor and my mother stayed at home taking care of my brother and I living in the house with the white picket fence and all that jazz. It was so long ago that many of my memories are hazy, but I remember taking up dance at a very young age. I remember my mother thought it would be cute if I learned ballet, and it turned out that I loved it and was good at it. Growing up was probably the most normal time I've ever had. I was a generally good student, I rarely got in trouble and being the baby sister of the star football player helped. Yes, my brother and I were the popular kids in school, him being only two years older than me.

After I turned eighteen, against my parents wishes, I moved into an apartment of my own and followed my dream of dancing, preforming at a casino on the strip at the time. By then, I had tried many different forms of dancing but swing was by far, the most fun. Luckily, my talent was recognized and soon enough I was co-starring a show. Somehow I managed to meet John Daniels, a young writer whom I fell in love with. It didn't take long before we were married and expecting a child. I was so happy when she was born, undoubtedly it was the happiest moment of my life. John and I named her Marilyn Jeane-Marie. Sadly everything starts going downhill after that. I decided to give up preforming to take care of Marilyn and teach classes instead. When I left for the day, I dropped Marilyn off at my neighbors house and then go to the studio we bought were I taught. Not even a week after Marilyn turned two, I had stayed late at the studio filling tedious paperwork, when someone broke in. It was rather late at night, and I should have been at home, but I wasn't. Initially I thought the person was just robbing me, but the vicious look in his eye told me otherwise. He was a vampire and a hungry one at that.

This vampire turned out to be mentally unstable, in every sense of the word. Luckily for me, he moved from town to town with a small coven of his own, three other vampires. They helped me immensely with the transition to being a vampire. At first I was completely resistant to being a vampire, and I begged them to kill me instead. A few days later the front line of the newspaper read: 'Swing dancer victim of vicious murder.' The studio was a complete wreck, the back door was completely ripped off the hinges and several mirrors were shattered. The report said that I struggled to get away but I was most likely dead because of the blood that covered most of the floor and walls. It made me sick, most importantly I was thinking about my little girl, was she going to be okay without a mother? As soon as I could get away from the group, I ran back to my old house. I didn't go inside, I just peeked in threw Marilyn's window. I saw her in there being held by John, he was holding her crying. I was just relieved and almost happy to be seeing them both. I just stood there peering in the window watching them.

I traveled around with the little coven of vampires for a few years. We lived under the radar, not getting noticed by anyone and not causing much trouble, but they did teach me how to fight, it's more like kickboxing than anything else. I got to see many different places across the country, but every so often we would go back to Las Vegas so I could see my family. John got eventually got a new wife, which was okay with me. I was technically dead anyway and she seemed like a nice woman. That was when I officially went back to my maiden name, there was no point in using his name anyway. A few months after I had first seen her living in the house, I came back to the house and was looking through the window when I saw her slap Marilyn, who was only five at the time. I've said that I have a short temper and I had never hit Marilyn, so why was this woman who wasn't even related to her? I almost broke through the window and killed her at that instant, but I restrained myself. But then the woman hit my baby again, and it was a full blown punch, knocking her on the ground. That was it, I had it with her. I lured her outside, where, well I killed her, I'd really rather not get into the details about that. Let's just leave it at: she didn't die very slowly.

I certainly regret doing that. John and Marilyn moved somewhere else and I haven't seen either since. It broke my heart, knowing that I was never going to be a part of my daughter's life. The other thing was that it lead the government to me. I led them on a wild chase for a while, I always just barely evaded them. But eventually, I was caught and taken to a government facility somewhere in the middle of nowhere. All I can say is it was hell. I was in this little white cell like the ones you see in asylums, and no one was every aloud outside. If I had stayed in that place much longer, I would have gone insane and died. But luckily the Duke saved me from that place, and for that I owe him my life. When I first joined the coven, he was the only person trusted. Eventually, I grew to love them and care about them all. Of course the Princess is one of my other favorite people. She reminds me so much of my own little girl. The way she acts and even her hair and eye color. I can help but protect her like my own. I've also learn how to use a gun. Before that, I had never used one, so my aim was horrible but over the years I've improved it.
ℓσνє тнєм σя ησт: My mother and father are still alive and in Las Vegas happily married. My brother lives in Vegas too and often visits our parents. But I still haven't found my daughter or ex-husband.
σтнєя: I'll let you know when I think of something.

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∂αηcє тσ тнє вєαт: Chemical Kids and Mechanical Brides - Pierce the Veil
ι∂єитιƒy мє: crimson and palevioletred

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JOSEPHINE THE GREAT
the icy adviser

Josephine Anna Monroex✪xTwenty - Fivex✪xl o v e like a l a d yx✪xcolor

It wasn't easy getting to be one of the Royal Family's advisers, but it sure was worth it. This will be Josephine's fifth year working for the family and, after proving herself countless times, is one of their most trusted. She tries to keep herself at a distance and be unbiased. She is close with both the Prince and Princess, and thinks of them as her little siblings, though they are about the same age. She is still slightly unnerved by the soon-to-be King and Queen, thinking both should be a bit more stable. She is in full support of the two being married, hoping that it will...calm both siblings. Now there is just the task of finding the right suitor.