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Can't get enough of that AB-
FC | Kaley Cuoco
- xxxxxxxxx(Samantha Christine Brown)
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Basic Information
Name
- Samantha Christine Brown
Race
- Vampire
Gender
- Female ♀
Nickname(s)
- Sam
Orientation
- Gay
Birthday
- Sometime in early March, can't quite recall
Age as of March 2014
- Appears 22; Actually 72
Height
- 5'7"
Measurements
- 34-24-36
Weight
- 126
Residence
- Last know; Southern California
I have
- Blonde hair
Green eyes
Self Decoration
- Tattoos
- ° None
- Piercings
- ° Ears
Personality Traits
- ° Adaptable
° Enigmatic
° Flirty
° Friendly
° Polite
° Playful
Relationship Status
- ° Previously engaged, currently single
Likes
- ° AB-; the best blood by far
° Fine wine; it's almost as good as blood in her opinion
° Jazz; her favorite kind of music, upbeat and fun
° Writing; she has countless journals recounting the details of her life so far
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Dislikes
- ° Cold blood; she likes it warm
° War; having grown up in a time of war she favors peace
° Werewolves; they're dirty, unruly, unnecessarily aggressive and rude
° Love; how can one fall in love when eventually that person will die and be torn from your arms?
Fears
- ° Death
° Being unable to protect her Valkyrie
Her Story
Samantha was in her third year of college (in 1962) focusing on her new and improving life, when her boyfriend of four years popped the question. She accepted the proposal eagerly, tears shining in her eyes. They were amidst planning a wedding for next fall when Sam realized her attentions were elsewhere. She didn't mean to break her fiance's heart, but how could she marry him when all she could think about was the older woman she had been secretly talking to for over a month? After the wedding was canceled and their engagement broken off, Samantha's parents wanted nothing to do with her, "Your infatuation with her is an abomination!" they'd said.
She continued to meet with the older woman, no longer in secret, and began to fall fast for the quick witted, intelligent brunette with large brown eyes and charming smile. When Sam confessed her love to the woman, she had not returned the words, merely looked on with sad eyes and a regretful smile. "You cannot love me," had been her reply. Sam assumed she was referring to the taboo nature of their relationship, and had earnestly assured the woman that she loved her despite what anyone else thought of it, that she would do anything to stay by her side forever.
Those words had sealed the young blonde's fate, because later that night with brown hair bobbing between her legs and ecstasy running through her veins there was a whisper of 'forever' heard between soft pants and then a searing pain starting in her thigh. The fire grew hotter and hotter, blinding her from any coherent thought as the pain consumed her. Never before had anything hurt as this did; like drowning in white-hot burning coals, drinking gasoline followed by a match and tanning on the surface of the sun. Multiplied ten fold. Samantha wished for death many times before the burning finally ended.
For years she hated her maker, refusing to speak to her, only doing as told when forced by their bond. After watching her first victim's life drain from their body before her very eyes it took many years to not think of herself as a monster, vacant expressions haunting her dreams, whispers of dying pleas torturing her very soul. Yes, she liked to think she still had a soul, even if her life force depended on wounding and drinking from humans.
At first she tried to only take from the wicked, but one warm summer evening she had seen a handsome young man whose blood sang to her, and Sam struggled for months of speaking with him, but eventually broke her own ideals, having craved a taste. Jason his name was, and his AB- blood had been oh so sweet that she never denied herself again. It had been torture until the moment that first droplet hit her tongue, then it had been bliss, like entering heaven. Now, if someone sang to her, she didn't attempt to stop herself, it only hurt her.
When Samantha thinks back on her human life she can only remember bits and pieces, the memories hazy. She knows she'd had a peaceful childhood with loving parents. A good education. The most vibrant memories were of when Martha came into her life and turned everything upside down. No longer did she love the older woman, nor did she hate her for changing her, it had been a relationship of necessity for a long time now. Someone to teach Samantha the ways of her new life and give her pointers.
Because Samantha had been turned at the ripe age of twenty she always found new ways to have a lot of fun with her eternal youth.
Random Facts
° Sam had been studying journalism at college before her life turned around.
° Her inner thigh is scarred from the bite that changed her, where Martha drank from her femoral artery
° She can dress up and look classy or be relaxed and lounge in sweats
° Born early March 1942.
° She was three years old when WWII ended.
° From age six Marilyn Monroe was her number one idol.
° She was ten a the end of the Cold War.
° Was as confused about puberty hitting as she was about the rise of communism.
° Fell in love with Elvis at thirteen.
° Was in her first year of college for: airing of the Flintstones, Peter Pan was presented as a two-hour tv special by videotape, JFK becomes the 35th president, the Beatles first live performance (she attended).
° During her second year Americans substantially participate in Nam, and over the summer Marylin Monroe is found dead (she weeps) and Ringo Starr replaces Pete Best as Beatles Drummer.
° During her third year: February 4th-5th 1962 she transitions from 'going steady' to engaged, during the new moon and solar eclipse under all 5 naked eye planets, the moon and sun. Cuban Missile Crisis, spacecraft flies to Venus.
° May 2nd broke off her engagement and was estranged by her family.
° May 31st declares her love for Martha, and is changed into a vampire
° Spent the rest of 1962 in denial and hatred for what she had become, as well as Martha. This bout of rebellion lasted until 1965, but felt like months.
° Watching JFK's assassination clicked something in her mind, humans could be more of a monstrosity than herself at times. Why should she live this eternity hating what she had become? Why not embrace it?
Latest News
° Martha owed a big favor to some very well known Valkyries and to relieve herself of this looming debt, the woman had loaned out the services of her most recently changed vampire. Samantha, under orders of her maker (c. 1965), was to serve and protect whichever Valkyrie of their choice and oversee them through their cycles, guide them and blah blah blah
° Has feelings for Elsa, doesn't think the feelings would be reciprocated. Even if they were, she doesn't know if they'd be allowed to be together. Looks elsewhere for pleasure -> Phoebe
° Sam hates Scotty, Sam wants Phoebe, Scotty wants Phoebe, Sam/Scotty hate each other more.
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Running in the Moonlight
FC | Unknown
- xxxxxxxxx(Scotty Nicolette Blanc)
WEREWOLF ⇥ FEVER-INDUCED
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Basic Information
Name
- Scotty Nicolette Blanc
Race
- Werewolf | X
Gender
- Female ♀
Nickname(s)
- ° Mutt
° Scott
° Nicole or Nicki (by her brother)
° Ma petite / ma petite bijou | "My little one" / "My little jewel" (by her parents)
Orientation
- Uncertain; Strong preference for them lovely ladies
Birthday
- May 2nd
Age
- 20
Height
- 6'
Weight
- 130
Residence
- ° Previously resided in France
° Currently in the USA
I have
- Dark hair
Onyx eyes
Self Decoration
- Tattoos
- ° One on the back of her neck
° Tribal cresent moon on her wrist
° Wings on her ankles
- Piercings
- ° Ears
° Tongue
Personality Traits
- ° Short Tempered
° Loose tongue
° Quick wit
° Clever/Sly/Sneaky
° Stubborn
° Determined
° Loyal
° Goes after what she wants
Relationship Status
- Single; Totally ready to mingle!
Family
- Father | William Brown | Werewolf |
Mother | Aurore "Dawn" Blanc | Human of French descent
Brother | Pierre "Stone" Brown | Werewolf | 16
Likes
- ° Running (keeps the wolf somewhat tame)
° Picking fights
° Nighttime
° Art
° Nature/Earth
° The moon
Dislikes
- ° Studies
° Lazy days
° Weakness
Fears
- ° Disappointing her father ― Shaming her family
Her Story
Bio
The first seventeen years of her life were filled with rigorous training, instilling family values and harsh rules. She was brought up with the notion that werewolves were proud creatures, her father William was an important figurehead, a part of the council speaking on behalf of those living in their city. As a female she was not allowed to take the position after him, but that did not mean she didn't try, becoming the best that she could be to earn her father's respect. But Peter, her brother, was to take the position from her, for that they didn't always get along.
Her first change came earlier than usual. Typically it happened during puberty for those in the bloodline, but certain circumstances can bring the change earlier. There was a gathering of vampires, which meant the werewolves needed more protection and her body was forced to change at the young age of nine so that she could perform her duty to the tribe. The vamps were forced to leave but Scotty was forever changed. It was bizarre to start the change so young, but she saw it as opportunity and used this extra time to refine her skills. She became an excellent tracker and hunter by the time she was thirteen. William was very proud, and she let the 'fame' get to her head.
When she was sixteen her attitude caught up to her. She had been in charge of helping two younger males and one female handle their change. She was to teach them ways to forget the pain, teach them the basics and control their urges. Scotty took this job incredibly serious, she had been doing it for a year now with no problems. But she became attached to the three, feeling incredibly protective of them and it clouded her judgement. When danger arrived on their lands, the males asserted their readiness and Scotty was proud to lead them into battle. Disaster struck when in the chaos if battle one of her charges was killed and the other went into a rage, ripping apart anything in sight, including their own side. It was declared her fault and the blame fell heavily on her shoulders.
For a whole year she lived a life of shame, looked down upon by all her family and the other wolves as well. It was too hard to stay and she packed a bag, took all the money she had saved and booked a flight to the states. She moved around for a while trying to get comfortable with her new lifestyle. She had barely any contact with her father or brother, but her mother was always in touch and happy to hear from her. She's kind of glad her Father doesn't speak to her much because if he ordered her back to France she would have no option but to obey. Currently Scotty is enrolled in college, taking classes whenever she can afford it.
Random Facts
° Though it's engrained in every fiber of her being, she is insanely curious about vampires, though has never had the chance to meet one as of yet.
° It is physically impossible for her to lie to her father, he is the Alpha Male, in charge of her and her brother, and William is to be respected as such.
° Scotty has a tendency to ignore rules and disobey laws; laws of the human kind of course.
° Born and raised in France; Flew the coop at seventeen on an adventure to The States, where she currently lives and is going to University
Latest News
° Scotty hates Sam. Scotty has a thing for Phoebe, Sam has a thing for Phoebe, they hate each other more.
° Friends with Lacey ⇥ Bumped uglies?
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I Am My Own Worst Enemy
FC | Collin Egglesfield
- xxxxxxxxx(Oliver Carson Wilkins)
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Name
- Oliver Carson Wilkins
Race
- Human | Demon Possessed
Gender
- Male ♂
Nickname(s)
- ° Ollie
Orientation
- Heterosexual
Birthday
- February 9th
Age
- 23
Height
- 6'
Weight
- 195
Residence
- ° USA
I have
- Dark hair
Blue eyes
Self Decoration
- Tattoos
- ° Just beneath his naval
- Piercings
- ° N/A
Personality Traits
- ° Short Tempered
° Loyal
° Flirtatious
° Well-mannered
° Athletic
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Relationship Status
- Single
Family
Likes
- ° Women; they're gorgeous to look at and even better to be with
° Sports; watching or playing, just about any of them
° Beer; the cheaper the better, he's not picky
° Blondes; they definitely have more fun
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Dislikes
- ° Blackouts/lack of memories
° Deceit ― Lies
° Guys
Fears
- ° Losing himself to the demon and never getting back to who he used to be
° Killing someone he loves due to his lack of control over the demon
His Story
Bio
Imagine waking up in an alley, with no recollection of how you got there, hands dripping blood, clothes ripped and splattered, with an overwhelming taste of copper flooding your mouth. It's vomit inducing and exactly the first thing Ollie can do, turn away from the pool of blood and empty the contents of his stomach. Terrified and with no one to turn to about these events he takes it upon himself to learn what is happening, but it's hard when there's a black hole where memories should be.
Random Facts
° His brother took him to get a tattoo on his 18th birthday. Ollie enjoys seeing people's reactions to the location of the ink and loves when women pay special attention to it.
° Graduated HS but didn't pursue college career, much to the chagrin of his parents, instead he settled for odd jobs here and there and stuck by Phoebe's side while she followed her dreams.
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Latest News
° ALL THE LOLLIE → met at college in library when ollie was researching about demons/occult
° Friends with Phoebe, good friends, life-long friends type thing
° Demon goes by the name of Baal (Satan's right hand demon; desires sacrifices in mass numbers, often ones that are not known about (sacrifice under deception))
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Humans Are Weak
FC | Julian Mcmahon
- xxxxxxxxx(Marcus Daniel Levine)
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Name
- Marcus Daniel Levine
Race
Gender
- Male ♂
Nickname(s)
- N/A
Orientation
- Straight
Birthday
- July 27
Age
- 28
Height
- 6'2"
Weight
- 126
Residence
- USA
I have
- Dark hair
Green eyes
Self Decoration
- Tattoos
- ° None
- Piercings
- ° None
Personality Traits
- ° Selfish
° Cut-throat
° Flirty
° Manipulative
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Relationship Status
- ° Single
Likes
- ° Running
° Women
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Dislikes
- ° Vamps
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Fears
- ° Death
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His Story
Small bio
Random Facts
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Latest News
° Marcus teaches one of the occult classes
° Has feelings for Emma
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We All Bleed Blue
FC | Uma Thurman
- xxxxxxxxx(Sonya Marta Miller)
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Basic Information
Name
- Sonya Marta Miller Pearson
Race
- Human | Homicide Detective
Gender
- Female
Nickname(s)
- ° Miller
Orientation
- Homosexual
Birthday
Age
- 30
Height
- 5'11"
Weight
- 128
Residence
- ° USA
I have
- Blonde hair
Blue eyes
Self Decoration
- Tattoos
- ° N/A
- Piercings
- ° Ears
- Scars
- The ones on her forearms, neck and thigh from Alastir. A few gunshot wounds from incidents shortly after, and others from the many scrapes she's gotten herself into, including old ones from her childhood
Personality Traits
- ° Proud
° Stubborn
° No nonsense attitude
° Dedicated
° Hard-working
° Hidden soft-side
° Loyal
° Cool exterior
Relationship Status
- Divorced
Family
- Father | Alive
- Jacob Miller
Mother | Deceased
- Marta Vetrov Miller | Died from natural causes when Sonya was still very young
Ex Husband | Alive
- Mark Pearson | They still keep in touch
Cat | Alive
Best Friend | Deceased
- Katherine Donovan | Sonya sometimes has panic attacks about her death, especially if someone gets shot, or Sonya gets a lot of blood on her hands
Partner | Alive
- Roxanne | A fiery Latina who gets under Sonya's skin, but the blonde won't admit her growing feelings for the woman
Likes
- ° Justice
° Order/Tidiness
° Journaling
° Peanut
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Dislikes
- ° Dirty Cops
° Drugs
° Killers
° Clutter
° Messes
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Fears
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Her Story
From an early age Sonya wanted to be a cop, having been raised solely by her father who came from a long line of cops. After high school went to college for a bachelors in Law Enforcement with her best friend Katherine. Then enrolled in the Boston PD academy, graduating twenty-five weeks later and accepting her boyfriend's proposal at age 21.
Sonya and Katherine worked their asses off to get to the rank of detective within four years, and were put as partner on the DCU because of the effortless way they worked together (at 25). Two years later Katherine died in Sonya arms after a drug bust went wrong, due to a dirty cop (at 27). The situation lead to a promotion for Sonya to Homicide Detective. Her first case as such she ended up nearly dying at the hands of a serial killer because she went to arrest him without back up.
Her lack of mortality and eagerness to put herself in harms way lead to her and Mark's divorce after some rough times trying to patch things up. A little while later the FBI noticed her knack for picking out the small details of cases that eventually lead to their closure and offered her a job. She accepted eagerly, but later cried that night when she realized she had no one to share her accomplishments with anymore. So she did what any woman would do and got a playful kitten to keep her spirits from plummeting.
Sonya has been working for the FBI for about two years now. Before her first case she was debriefed, her eyes opened to an entire world unknown to the vast majority of humans. The myths and movies and books about vampires, fairies, demons and every mythical creature between, were true. And then some. With her unique sense of detail she was brought on board under the classified Division 12.
Random Facts
° Divisions: 1. Criminal Investigation Division 2. Cyber Crime Division 3. Counter-terrorism Division 4. Counter-Intelligence Division 5. Training Division 6. Laboratory Division 7. Administrative Services Division 8. Finance Division 9. Criminal Justice Services Division 10. Information Resources Division 11. Security Division
Division 1.2 (aka Division 12) Supernatural Investigation
(found this diagram on a "how stuff works" website, so don't kill me if it's not right. I also tweaked the first two, so that the Supernatural division is like a branch off of Division 1 but it's also "division 12" bc it's 1.2 kinda like a play on words ya know)
° "Bosses"
Executive Assistant Director for Criminal Investigations (D1, D2 & D1.2/12)
Executive Assistant Director for Counter-Terrorism/Counter-Intelligence (D3 & D4)
Executive Assistant Director for Law Enforcement Services (D5, D6 & D9)
Executive Assistant Director for Administration (D7, D8 & D11)
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