"Its only diablerie if you get caught my dear."
My parents named me:
Amira Vashti Monireh
But you can call me:
The Blood Empress, Lady Monireh, Ms.Amira
I'm a majestic:
Third Generation Pure Blood Vampire. Show me the respect I deserve you fools.
I've been around this many years:
I was embraced by Tzimisce "The Shaper" around 7534 B.C if you discount the time in torpor which totals out to about 3,000 years worth of sleeping, I have been fully active and awake 4,534 years + 2013 which equals 9,547 years old with 6,547 of them that I was awake for. I appear 25 through the use of blood related abilities.
Remember this day:
September 22; During A Blood Moon
My eyes are the color of:
Dark red that glows a vivid blood red during a full moon.
My hair is a beautiful shade of:
Black as the night and my very own heart. At least that is what I am told.
The image of perfection:
Measurements: 34-28-36 inch
Bra Size: 34D
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 139lbs
I enjoy:
Reading literature, Reminiscing on history, Diablerie [When nobody is around to know], Singing, Belly Dancing, Conversing with Coworkers, Putting new-bloods [Any vampire, pure or not, under 1000 years olds] in their place, Modeling, Vampire Political Debates, Fighting.
I'm interested in:
Men and women. It doesn't matter so long as my needs are met.
People say I'm:
She is a viper hidden in the grass. Few know she is there and even fewer know when she will strike. Due to her abnormally young appearance for a vampire of her age, most write Amira off as a pure blood that is at most 300 years old. Nothing could be further from incorrect or insulting. Cold and reserved, she is highly aristocratic and arrogant, looking down upon all manner of beings for their audacity to challenge her status. She normally punishes arrogant new-bloods and disrespectful students with attempts to permanently maim them. Her pride of being a noble vampire is very apparent in how she deals with everything. In all accounts, she is a completely different entity from most Pure Bloods. She also possesses plenty of knowledge of the other classical types of supposedly 'mythical' creatures. Despite her cold nature as a vampire, she does not truly wish to kill anyone unless necessary or enraged. This is why she curbs her power, to keep herself from killing people and being discovered for not only her diablerie but true age as well. She has been labeled as a 'tsundere' type, being prone to using violent methods to get her point across. She is very smart, having been described as not only a genius but also as a bit of a tease, quite willing to show off her legs, but will allow nothing above 'holding of hands' unless you particularly interest her.
But they don't know me:
Amira has lived for a very long time. In that time she had been several very recognizable people and even more less recognizable people. Her history begins with her blood being drained from her completely and replaced with that of a third generation vampire. This event was mixed with the sacred nature of the embrace at the time which left her as one of the last members to be called a third generation vampire. The nature of her transformation was taxing on her body and after breaking out into a feral blood rage. Those who turned her were diablerized with the exception of the one who had technically embraced the girl. Instead they pierced her chest with a frozen spear of ash-wood. The female was immediately thrust into torpor and the one who created her could only hope she would never wake once more.
Three thousand years passed and a cult formed around her body. It was frozen in place within the same building she was struck down in. The entire area was encased in ice. The building, terrain, and Amira herself. When a rare blood moon appeared the ice retreated and the cult took action. They ripped the spear from her chest. The wound didn't heal until they continued the ritual they had developed. Their blood filled a chalice and was poured into the wound at the height of the blood moon that autumn equinox. She slowly returned to her beauty before the change and once the ritual was complete the woman was at full power. Once more: She thirsted for blood. The scene was one of beautiful horror as each member gave themselves to her lust and gluttony. She grew rich with power that night at the price of nearly two-hundred lives and souls.
Their lived sated her long enough to keep her from enacting on her blood lust. As time passed she repeated the process of earning followers and feasting on them under a blood moon. The only change was that over time she moved to her own kinsmen. Their blood was the sweetest, a nectar of the gods, in her mind. It was perfect to the woman who had grown so drunk on status and power that she literally saw herself as such. Her kind eventually grew to fear the woman whose castle was decorated with fountains of blood and ruled over a city of corpses drained dry [so to speak]. Many saw her power as threatening and that she needed to be killed once and for all. None dared stand against her though. This lasted until the 1900's.
It was in the 1900's that she was sated once more and found her self bored with her life. Nights of parties and lust filled her time while those maddening hours she spent alone left her writing books on history. She had lived for quite a bit of it after all and even had affairs with a few people of note. That alone took years which held little value to the woman whose power remained honed as gutsy young bloods wanting to earn status challenged her to duels to the death. Each ended with bitter failure that left them consumed blood and soul with her reveling in the ecstasy of post battle and the crimson baths that followed. To secure her safety she searched out Silver Academy. They were quick to hire someone who could easily teach history from life lessons after all.
Haemopotent Replication
The user can use the special abilities of others using the subject's blood as a medium either by touching or ingesting it. This can be temporary [Drawn from a Cut] or permanent [Through Diablerie]. Diablerie is the act of draining a fellow vampire of their blood and consumption of their soul which is a negative, soul staining stigma on its own. The draw back to this power is she temporarily shares the weakness of whatever she is copying. Also it is because of this that she is very weak to ice.
Self Power Augmentation
The user is able to empower their existing powers to the higher levels through the use of Haemopotent Replication and increase the strength. This is physically taxing and result in an immediate consumption of blood post battle/use.
Supernatural Condition
Users are glaringly, obviously and unnaturally superior over their race because their capabilities are pushed to the superhuman level; making them stronger, faster, durable and smarter than normal members of their species. This comes at a price. She must not only consume blood of a specific type, but as Elizabeth Bathory did, bathe in it nightly. If not she is reduced to a normal state physically. [Second Form: Released State For Combat]
My position:
History Teacher
My tournament is:
Battle Royale; You will fight me in two on one combat. I will be at my peak condition and your guardian may help you. The rules are simple: Its at night. You and your partner may not talk. If I win I get a taste of your blood afterwards, even if I did in combat already.
A Night Together; Yes. You can sleep with me but I have very specific tastes. No vampires or humans, no red heads, and no angels. No massive breasted females and nor under endowed males. I will not accept anyone with a negative blood type [they are lacking protein] and taste funny to me.
Apprenticeship; You will have to earn my respect first, write a 100 page historical essay on first generation pure blood vampires, and then request this apprenticeship. If you choose this route you forfeit your dominant race for vampirism, are my child due to my blood potentcy and have to do as I say.
My dorm is:
[Leave this blank] <--- Requesting Roommate.
More of these:
Less of these:
I can't live without:
ChiyoYukiko
My parents named me:
Amira Vashti Monireh
But you can call me:
The Blood Empress, Lady Monireh, Ms.Amira
I'm a majestic:
Third Generation Pure Blood Vampire. Show me the respect I deserve you fools.
I've been around this many years:
I was embraced by Tzimisce "The Shaper" around 7534 B.C if you discount the time in torpor which totals out to about 3,000 years worth of sleeping, I have been fully active and awake 4,534 years + 2013 which equals 9,547 years old with 6,547 of them that I was awake for. I appear 25 through the use of blood related abilities.
Remember this day:
September 22; During A Blood Moon
My eyes are the color of:
Dark red that glows a vivid blood red during a full moon.
My hair is a beautiful shade of:
Black as the night and my very own heart. At least that is what I am told.
The image of perfection:
Measurements: 34-28-36 inch
Bra Size: 34D
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 139lbs
I enjoy:
Reading literature, Reminiscing on history, Diablerie [When nobody is around to know], Singing, Belly Dancing, Conversing with Coworkers, Putting new-bloods [Any vampire, pure or not, under 1000 years olds] in their place, Modeling, Vampire Political Debates, Fighting.
I'm interested in:
Men and women. It doesn't matter so long as my needs are met.
People say I'm:
She is a viper hidden in the grass. Few know she is there and even fewer know when she will strike. Due to her abnormally young appearance for a vampire of her age, most write Amira off as a pure blood that is at most 300 years old. Nothing could be further from incorrect or insulting. Cold and reserved, she is highly aristocratic and arrogant, looking down upon all manner of beings for their audacity to challenge her status. She normally punishes arrogant new-bloods and disrespectful students with attempts to permanently maim them. Her pride of being a noble vampire is very apparent in how she deals with everything. In all accounts, she is a completely different entity from most Pure Bloods. She also possesses plenty of knowledge of the other classical types of supposedly 'mythical' creatures. Despite her cold nature as a vampire, she does not truly wish to kill anyone unless necessary or enraged. This is why she curbs her power, to keep herself from killing people and being discovered for not only her diablerie but true age as well. She has been labeled as a 'tsundere' type, being prone to using violent methods to get her point across. She is very smart, having been described as not only a genius but also as a bit of a tease, quite willing to show off her legs, but will allow nothing above 'holding of hands' unless you particularly interest her.
But they don't know me:
Amira has lived for a very long time. In that time she had been several very recognizable people and even more less recognizable people. Her history begins with her blood being drained from her completely and replaced with that of a third generation vampire. This event was mixed with the sacred nature of the embrace at the time which left her as one of the last members to be called a third generation vampire. The nature of her transformation was taxing on her body and after breaking out into a feral blood rage. Those who turned her were diablerized with the exception of the one who had technically embraced the girl. Instead they pierced her chest with a frozen spear of ash-wood. The female was immediately thrust into torpor and the one who created her could only hope she would never wake once more.
Three thousand years passed and a cult formed around her body. It was frozen in place within the same building she was struck down in. The entire area was encased in ice. The building, terrain, and Amira herself. When a rare blood moon appeared the ice retreated and the cult took action. They ripped the spear from her chest. The wound didn't heal until they continued the ritual they had developed. Their blood filled a chalice and was poured into the wound at the height of the blood moon that autumn equinox. She slowly returned to her beauty before the change and once the ritual was complete the woman was at full power. Once more: She thirsted for blood. The scene was one of beautiful horror as each member gave themselves to her lust and gluttony. She grew rich with power that night at the price of nearly two-hundred lives and souls.
Their lived sated her long enough to keep her from enacting on her blood lust. As time passed she repeated the process of earning followers and feasting on them under a blood moon. The only change was that over time she moved to her own kinsmen. Their blood was the sweetest, a nectar of the gods, in her mind. It was perfect to the woman who had grown so drunk on status and power that she literally saw herself as such. Her kind eventually grew to fear the woman whose castle was decorated with fountains of blood and ruled over a city of corpses drained dry [so to speak]. Many saw her power as threatening and that she needed to be killed once and for all. None dared stand against her though. This lasted until the 1900's.
It was in the 1900's that she was sated once more and found her self bored with her life. Nights of parties and lust filled her time while those maddening hours she spent alone left her writing books on history. She had lived for quite a bit of it after all and even had affairs with a few people of note. That alone took years which held little value to the woman whose power remained honed as gutsy young bloods wanting to earn status challenged her to duels to the death. Each ended with bitter failure that left them consumed blood and soul with her reveling in the ecstasy of post battle and the crimson baths that followed. To secure her safety she searched out Silver Academy. They were quick to hire someone who could easily teach history from life lessons after all.
Haemopotent Replication
The user can use the special abilities of others using the subject's blood as a medium either by touching or ingesting it. This can be temporary [Drawn from a Cut] or permanent [Through Diablerie]. Diablerie is the act of draining a fellow vampire of their blood and consumption of their soul which is a negative, soul staining stigma on its own. The draw back to this power is she temporarily shares the weakness of whatever she is copying. Also it is because of this that she is very weak to ice.
Self Power Augmentation
The user is able to empower their existing powers to the higher levels through the use of Haemopotent Replication and increase the strength. This is physically taxing and result in an immediate consumption of blood post battle/use.
Supernatural Condition
Users are glaringly, obviously and unnaturally superior over their race because their capabilities are pushed to the superhuman level; making them stronger, faster, durable and smarter than normal members of their species. This comes at a price. She must not only consume blood of a specific type, but as Elizabeth Bathory did, bathe in it nightly. If not she is reduced to a normal state physically. [Second Form: Released State For Combat]
My position:
History Teacher
My tournament is:
Battle Royale; You will fight me in two on one combat. I will be at my peak condition and your guardian may help you. The rules are simple: Its at night. You and your partner may not talk. If I win I get a taste of your blood afterwards, even if I did in combat already.
A Night Together; Yes. You can sleep with me but I have very specific tastes. No vampires or humans, no red heads, and no angels. No massive breasted females and nor under endowed males. I will not accept anyone with a negative blood type [they are lacking protein] and taste funny to me.
Apprenticeship; You will have to earn my respect first, write a 100 page historical essay on first generation pure blood vampires, and then request this apprenticeship. If you choose this route you forfeit your dominant race for vampirism, are my child due to my blood potentcy and have to do as I say.
My dorm is:
[Leave this blank] <--- Requesting Roommate.
More of these:
- ✔Diablerie
✔ Blood
✔ Music
✔ History
✔ Relics
Less of these:
- ✖ Young Bloods
✖ Disrespect
✖ Cold Weather
✖ Ice
✖ Crosses
I can't live without:
ChiyoYukiko
