 Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2018 7:27 pm
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NICKNAMES Cloudburst
AGE 152 years. Appears 22
BIRTHDAY 3rd March 1888
DEATHDAY 10th July 1910
BLOOD STATUS Vampire Muggle
CLAN Leader of Nouvelle Vie Clan Part of the Shadowsong Council
BITTEN BY The Pale Man
POWER Lightning Manipulation
GENDER Female
SEXUAL ORIENTATION Pansexual
FACECLAIM Eleanor Tomlinson [x]
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ATTENDED Nothing. I'm a lady from the 18th century.
CURRENT EMPLOYMENT Unemployed
DREAM JOB Exactly what I'm doing.
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■ DECEPTIVE She was born poor and learned young how to do everything and anything she needed to do to get where she wanted to go. Her family meant nothing to her if they got in her way. She will go behind anyone's back and stab anyone to get to where she wants. Except Venom of course. Somehow that little trickster had wriggled her way into her heart. At least a little bit.
■ AMBITIOUS She knows what she wants and she knows how to get it. She's never let anything get in her way. She was very young when she realized she was not going to spend her life the way her family did, and from then on she came up with a plan to crawl her way out of it.
■ OBSERVANT She is smart. She watches everything and everyone. If she didn't how would she know what to do and when to do it. How would she get the things she wants. She likes to know how to get into other people's heads and how to make them squirm.
■ QUIET She plays the perfect lady rather well. She is quiet and subserviant.. when she needs to be. If she talked to much, then they would know more about her than she knows about them. That wouldn't be good for her. She enjoys hiding in her corners and being the fly on the wall. She is the perfect spy.
■ BEAUTIFUL Although Beauty is not normally a personality trait, with her it is. She knows she is beautiful and she knows how to use it. She can gussy herself up into the epitome of beautiful and she can flaunt it until every man and woman drops everything to do her bidding. She has learned a lot in her long life.
■ CHARISMATIC Although she is quiet, when she does speak, she can just about convince someone to jump off a building. She could talk her way out of a murder with the blood on her hands if she wanted too.
LIKES
■ Dancing
■ Being Right
■ People adoring/worshiping her
■ Traveling
■ Poetry
DISLIKES
■ Being poor
■ Hot Weather
■ Swearing
■ Aggressive Women
■ Pain
HOBBIES
■ Reading
■ Painting
■ Writing
STRENGTHS
■ Observant
■ Getting What She Wants
WEAKNESSES
FEARS
■ Getting Hurt
■ Becoming Ugly
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CHILDHOOD She was born to a poor family in 1888. She had 12 brothers and sisters and was a middle child, and often forgotten. At around the age of 7 she realized her family lived in squalor. Their house had 3 rooms all together and she and all her sisters slept in the kitchen by the oven to keep warm. Her father was abusive to say the least, but in her world this was normal. As she grew, her self awareness grew as well. She heard talk of women in schools, learning things and being wonderful... but she was stuck in this awful place. She began to plan a way into a better future. She learned how to make herself even more beautiful and would steal makeup from stores to become an elegant lady. When she was 14, she caught the eye of a rich gentleman in his 40's. Of course her father would have no part of that. She was earning him plenty of money as it was. It was less than desirable for her though. She secretly met with this gentleman and begged him to convince her father with any means. In the end he paid her father a mighty sum and took her away to a world of money and grandeur. He treated her with nice clothes and the best money could buy. She rose in the socialite world, but she still was looking for something better.
ADULTHOOD 8 years of money and wonder passed by quickly for her. Without her even knowing it she graduated into being an adult. Her lovely gentleman had married her the moment he'd bought her from her father. She had fallen pregnant soon after, only to lose the baby at 4 months. Throughout the years she became pregnant many times, but they were all lost during pregnancy. At the age of 18, she finally carried a child to full term. A beautiful baby boy was born, but at the age of 4 he died tragically when he fell down the stairs. She cried for days after that. Her beautiful baby boy had died and it was her fault. He had loved her more than anyone ever had, even more than her gentleman. She locked herself in her room and searched for a way to live forever. Something that could save her and any of her future children from death. When she finally emerged weeks later, she was no longer a crying wreck. She prettied herself up and went to meet her lady friends. They all gave her pitiful smiles and pats on the back. One though.. one told her it would be easier to carry children when she was older. The only problem the woman said, was she would lose her beauty and her gentleman might drop her back off with her father the second she began to whither. It was then that she began to research eternal youth. She would not lose her status because of age. She would not go back to her father and his abuse. His "work" for her was nothing more than Hell. During her search she ran into a man... He was pale and was only ever out in the dark. He was sweet to her at first. He promised her immortality. He promised her a life of eternal youth and beauty.. She learned of what he was and became convinced that was what she needed. Blood drinking and no sunlight wouldn't bother her. She wanted to be young and beautiful and convincing forever. When he gentleman grew old and died, she would have his fortunes to herself and with no heir to speak of... well she would fade into the shadows once again until she found a new person to feed her insatiable need to be worshiped and adored. And she would never have to lose a child again. He bit her, he drank her blood, he forced her to drink his. Her body raged in fire. She screamed and cried and begged for forgiveness, but no one came to help her.
AFTER DEATH When she awoke, the pale sweet man was gone. There was no note, no man, she was alone... and she was hungry. Her instincts kicked in the minute she left the dingy alley in which he'd laid her in, she killed the first person on site, a poor innocent woman on a night walk. She was wild and crazy. She had no idea what was going on, and she was scared. So very scared. She went to the only place she had ever felt safe. Her gentleman's home... her home. She returned home and found her husband sitting in his usual spot. He smiled so kindly at her, called her beautiful. He made love to her, and she somehow controlled her hunger. When he was done and fast asleep beside her, she disappeared into the night again, feeding her insatiable hunger on every random on the street, as the sun began to rise, she raced home, she knew what the sun did to her, the pale man had at least told her that much. Only a few weeks later her gentleman died of a heart attack. Part of her was grateful. She had worried the entire time that she would accidentally kill him. Upon his death, she got all of his money, investments and properties. She was his sole 'heir'. She sold his properties, took the money, and just as she had promised herself, she disappeared into the shadows. A few years later she popped up onto the map in Scotland, married to a handsome doctor, whom she got all of her blood supply from. He of course slipped up at some point, and she disappeared without a trace, leaving him to deal with the aftermath of explaining to the police why he was stealing blood. She popped onto the grid once again in England about 5 years later. At this point she had been a vampire for around 8 years. She ran into a new man one night. She could smell it on him. He was a vampire just like her... but he wasn't alone. He smelled of so many others. He smelled... of family. She had almost forgotten what it was like to have a family. Somehow he knew, she wasn't sure if she'd told him, or if he just knew, but he took her in. He taught her what a clan was like. He made her feel alive again. Times changed and life continued and suddenly she met a girl. A young girl who adored and worshiped her like she was a Goddess. That girl grabbed her attention immediately. They hit it off. Her name was Ana... now they called her Venom. And soon came a day and age where the relationship she held with Venom was acceptable. She enjoyed being adored, and somehow little Ana had captured at least a tiny section of her heart. (It was she after all who had requested Venom be turned). It was more than anyone could say ever. Caring was not her forte.
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MAKER the pale man
FAMILY They are all dead and do not matter.
FRIENDS Her clan and the ShadowSong Council
BEST FRIEND ------
SPOUSE/BOY/GIRLFRIEND/CRUSH -------
ENEMIES -----
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