ｔｈｅ_ｂａｓｉｃｓ♚ xxxName: Goes by Felicia Montessa, real name is Angelica Devons. xxxNicknames: Princess, Philly. xxxAge: Appears 16, really 50 years old. xxxPlace of Birth: New York. xxxGender: Female. xxxSexual Orientation: Not pickly, has to have blood. xxxHeight: 5'6" xxxWeight: 140 lbs xxxLanguage(s): Knows a good few, French, Latin, and English. xxxOccupation: Student.
ｏｎ_ｔｈｅ_ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ♚ xxxPersonality: She carries herself in a way that makes people want to look at her, an attention holder, but she is completely different around her roommate. She is silly, completely odd and has no awareness of boundaries between them. In a lot of ways, she acts like a spoiled and clingy child, but she snaps back and forth to a dominant nature. In a way, she is easily provoked and can give someone whip lash. When she is hungry, she turns into a scary and pushes everyone away.
xxxDislikes: History, hard to relive it twice, sweet things, doctor check ups.
xxxSkills: Heightened senses, able to wipe clean people's memories, everyone but her roommate, rather good at cooking.
ｄｉｇｇｉｎｇ_ｄｅｅｐｅｒ♚ xxxFears: Her mistress finding her again, not passing the big test - oh no, being found out.
xxxHabits: Usually sleeps during the day and misses classes when she is weak, tends to slip into roommate's bed because its warm. Usually missing from her bed at insane hours of the night.
xxxCommon Sayings: "You're special, you know." "I thought you understood me."
xxxSecrets: Secretly a vampire, able to be in the sun if she has drank enough blood. Crosses don't effect her, and honestly they make her feel safe. Prayers do somewhat give her massive headaches, but she pulls through. Usually a long nap does the trick.
xxxBackstory: When she was young and scared she ran away from home in a frozen winter land of New York's white streets. Her father had drank too much and had making moves on his own daughter, out of anger, she took a knife to his neck and ran far as she could. Without any kind of warmth, she fell in the snow and tried her best to wipe the blood into the numbing snow. She ran from the scene and tried to look for a place that was open and warm. There was only a bar open so late open so late, and when she asked to come in, the bouncer of course declined, but a woman at the door, the owner, told the man to let her in. A nice woman who smelled too homey, Angelica of course, went with her. The woman brought the girl up to the rooms above the bar. When the door closed, Angelica would not be leaving human. She told the woman her story, told her that she couldn't go back, she was a murderer. She would go to jail, she told the girl full truths, but the girl told the woman to let her stay here with her. Clinging, begging, the woman hugged the young girl close. "If you promise to be with me, forever, I will protect you." Yes, yes, of course, the girl replied crying now. The woman reminded her of a mother, but as her fangs painfully clamped down into her neck, her other hand muffling her mouth, she lost drip by drip of blood. The change was complete when the woman swallowed the last gulp and took her own fangs to her wrist. She shared her blood with Angelica with a kiss, the girl dead on the bed only able to swallow with her last drawing breath.
When she woke up, she was new, powerful, but so timid to every sound. New York was too loud for her fresh ears, but Vanessa was there to comfort her, teach her. For fifty years she stayed under this woman's hands, but when she had grown into a coven of dangerous people, Angelica soon began to realize, she was growing an army. Not wanting any part of it, she made the decision to leave. Somewhere safe. She had a friend who could make her a whole new identity just like he had done in the past. A vampire himself, he of course complied thinking it was for Vanessa and on her payroll. She then enrolled herself in Harvelle Acadamy for young girls. A boarding school, it was perfect hiding spot.
t h e _ b a s i c s xxxName: Frankie Abernathy. xxxNicknames: Abby, Fran xxxAge: 17 xxxPlace of Birth: Virginia xxxGender: Female xxxSexual Orientation: Bicurious xxxHeight: 5'1" xxxWeight: 115 lbs xxxLanguage(s): German, French, English xxxOccupation: Student
o n _ the _ o u t s i d e xxxPersonality: Fran is the type of girl who carries no ill nature towards anyone, no matter what they say or do to her. She's got a smile on her face all the time, even when she has to lie to herself about how she's feeling. Willing to extend a hand to anyone who needs it, Frankie is will always give a little without expecting anything in return. She sees the good sides in anything, never being negative. Because of how well rounded and fair she is with everyone, it can be quite difficult to tell how she feels about certain people since she's the same with pretty much everyone. When flustered, Fran will cover her face and end up giggling to try and get over it. On the rare occasion she gets angry, her face will become red and she will not hold back in telling you what she thinks. Frankie does not tolerate bullying or badmouthing. She greatly values honesty and friendships, and is very forgiving in most cases.
xxxLikes: Tea, reading, studying, playing piano, gardening, cooking, animals, and sweets.
xxxSkills: - cooks like your mum - gives the best hugs ever - super duper smart - oh yeah fashion - in shape and stuff - good piano fingers - good at languages
d i g g i n g _ d e e p e r xxxFears: Being alone, people hating her, not having any friends, and getting kidnapped.
xxxHabits: Humming, doodling, pouting, falling on flat surfaces, running her hands through her hair, curling her hair with her fingers, and biting her lip.
xxxCommon Sayings: "Why do you think that?" "I love your smile!" "You're so amazing, you know that?" "I'm so happy you're here." "I'm glad I met you. Thank you."
xxxSecrets: Boys actually sort of scare her, doesn't brush her hair because of a sensitive scalp, eats A LOT, believes in the supernatural(scares the bejeezus out of her), doesn't tell anyone about her fits of crippling depression, and is super claustrophobic.
xxxBackstory: Frankie was born a happy, healthy little girl to a wealthy Virginia family. She had everything she could've ever wished for. Toys, loving parents, and otherwise wonderful company. An only child, the girl often found herself confined to her room in her studies. It wasn't because she didn't get along with other people, but that she never felt like she fit in. Her guardians were open with her about everything. They wanted to know what she was feeling, how they could make her life better. Not wanting to be a bother, and being kind girl she was, nothing was ever said. All her wishes were put in front of her, but she rejected them in favor for other people's happiness.
This endless cycle put her in a state of constant gloom for most of her life. She hid it behind smiles and giggles, which she truly felt. Fran liked being around others. There was nothing more she wanted than to make people smile and feel better about themselves. In a way, much of this kindness was taken advantage of, as no one truly opened up to her, wishing to hear about her demons. So when the sun hid behind the horizon and everything went quiet, she'd sit and think about what was wrong with her. Why she couldn't be happy with herself. Her parents, thinking for the longest time that their daughter needed better, stronger relationships, decided to send her off to boarding school on her 17th birthday. They sensed she wasn't comfortable in her heart of hearts, and hoped this new place would harbor experiences to change her for the better.
