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 Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 12:17 am
To make things cleaner and more easily accessible, character profiles for the RP will be placed in this thread.
Character List
Seldaara
- Callista Viatrix Laelia
- Kintaiyo and Gintsuki Fujiwara
- Xiuhcoatl
Phoenix Weaver
- Galadriel Billingham
Akitainu7
- Devin Ravencliffe
-Monique Desiree Josette
Pickle Juice
- Osric McFadden
Kigatsuyoi
- Sonja (Diana Laurell) Whitley
DrdScully
- Jesse Reeves
Dastrophy
- Malachai Conners K.I.A.
Bartlett Winterhawk
- Jean-Luc Bartlett
Flightoftheunicorn
- Elise Hennessy
Phiascostorm
-Lynn Anand
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 12:18 am
Image copyrighted to me (click for image detail)
Name: Callista Viatrix Laelia
Familiar name (what friends and relatives would call her): Callista
Public name (what everyone else called her): Laelia
Family/Clan name: Viatrix
Physical age: 23
Actual age: 2606
Place of birth: Rome
Place of rebirth: Rome
Height: 5'10" (roughly 170cm)
Hair: Dark brown
Eyes: Deep red with golden flecks.
Skin: Very pale
Further appearance: Always well dressed, and no matter what era, always wearing ornate clothing giving off the sense of royalty. Lots of jewelry done tastefully. She always wears her clan ring, a ruby set in gold etched with the family crest. (Specifics to come)
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Abilities
-Pyrokinesis
-Telekinesis
-Telepathy
-Dream-seeing (precognition through dreams)
-Flight
-Decent resistance to sunlight
-heightened senses, strength and agility
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History
Born in Ancient Rome to a prosperous family, Callista knew only happiness. At some point she became a vampire though and is now ranked as one of the "Children of the Millenia".
Currently she loathes the new vampires and their foolish, beastly ways. She wishes for the old ways, the decadence, the height of vampiric power in the world once more.
She is often very emotionally distant from almost everyone. This came about early in her vampiric life. It is evidenced in her initially rather cold treatment of Galadriel. Though never touched on, the reason being for this distance comes from a single event in Callista's past. She made a fledgeling only once before, and only a few years into her vampirism. Though rather unheard of at the time, one of her very best friends was a servant girl. They had more or less grown up together, just on different sides of society. Callista was always kind to her servants which earned her their utmost loyalty and in some cases a friendship-like relationship. One such example was her personal servant girl, Julia. She knew when Callista changed and still served her faithfully. Later on they came to the decision to turn her too. This was done, and "life" moved on peacefully.
There came a night where they were ambushed however, by a group of "hunters", hunters in fact from Galadriel's clan. They managed to murder Julia, the servant girl, and wound Callista.
She bore this poorly, slaughtered the offenders, and closed herself off emotionally afterwards.
In her mind, it is better to live a life of solitude than to let people in and lose them.
(More of her story will be revealed in time and throughout the RP. Pictures to come.)
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Galadriel Billingham Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 10:17 am
Galadriel Character Sketch
Appearance: Galadriel stood at 5'10" and has a slender figure with black hair that flows down to her lower back. Her Ice blue eyes and ruby lips made her the epitomy of beauty in her village. Long slender legs decending from the bottom of her ankle length dress bottom, and just above that her toned, tanned stomach was shown with a celtic tattoo around her belly button and up towards her chest. Her bust was adorned with many jewels and a low cut bosom top over her dressing gown, adorning her feet were her knee high black leather boots. A blue gem was imbedded in her forehead as a sign of her clan.
Abilities: Galadriel had the ability to see the future and has been turned into a Vampire, she now possesses more power and abilities. Such as mind control, and strength. After drinking of the blood of Callista, She gained as well the power to withstand dull sunlight.
Past life: Galadriel was raised in a village with a clan that sought out the vampire's and killed them, when She was born there was a prophecy that she would make changes in the village. As Galadriel grew older she had obtained the power to see the future, this was looked upon as a curse to the people and she was shunned and never taught the ways of the elders. Years passed as people of the village disappeared as well as came back triumphant with tales of kills made. When she reached the age of 19, she decided it was time to go out and find a vampire that would take her into their care. She left the village.
Village Description: The town was surrounded by trees but wide enough space for three hundred huts and about 200-400 people, the huts were made of mud and grasses that grew in the village. Water was brought through the center of town by a stream that seeped out of the mountain face that shut them off from the rest of the world. There were gardens being kept and children playing all over the fields as there was nothing else for them to do. People always hard at work.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 11:44 am
DEVIN RAVENCLIFFE APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY  Because Devin became a vampire at just short of twenty-three years, he has retained all of his physical youthfulness. His hair is virtually jet black, long and straight. While his ‘bangs’ fall just short of his jaw line and curl inwards slightly, framing his face, the remainder of his hair reaches approximately to his lower-back, and is often kept bound in a loose, low ponytail. Devin’s eyes, once sky-blue, are now a somewhat milky silver colour as a result of blindness. As a vampire, his skin has become fair from lack of sunlight, but is not unnaturally pale. In point of fact, the lighter flesh tone has added, if enhanced, his already refined attractiveness. In accordance with the era of his birth (1780), Devin is not exceptionally tall, reaching a height of roughly 5’8”, and he appears slender, almost delicate even, but such an appearance is a clever deception, for he is indeed quite physically powerful, as well as agile and skilled in combat despite his lack of sight to lead him. Though Devin is still quite a new vampire, being only two hundred and twenty-six years (as of September 28, 2006), he has had more than his fair share of experience, and boasts an old head on young shoulders. He is typically a very collected individual, and though he can come across as distant, he has an uncanny sense of calm perception and quiet patience. It is a rare thing to see him become angry, or even the slightest bit riled, but when he does there is a good deal of chaos to accompany it. He is inclined to keep to himself, disassociating himself with the world outside of his opulent three-story home, seldom leaving, even during the night, and almost never entertaining company. Devin is continuously haunted by his nature as a vampire, and endlessly struggles to find both a relief to the inner torment and a higher purpose in his new life without sacrificing what’s left of his human heart. A few little facts: Not only does Devin love classical music (by nature, classical music is rich with sounds and emotion), he is quite an accomplished pianist and also plays the violin (violins lack frets, and so the musician relies almost entirely on listening for the right tone). He's also quite the ballroom dancer! Very cultured. cheese_whine In addition to that, Devin is skilled at Shaolin Kung Fu and the weilding of the staff, can speak French, Chinese and Italian, and is blessed - or cursed - with eidetic (photographic) memory and absolute pitch. HISTORY Visit the link for a detailed history as told by Devin. http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2316550/1/
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 6:22 pm
Name: Osric Mcfadden
Age: 28
Race: Human
Place of Birth: London
Appearance:
--- Height: 6'4"
--- Weight: 170 lbs
--- Skin: Slightly tanned but otherwise caucasion.
--- Hair: Short brown and always clean.
--- Eyes: Oddly enough he has one green eye and one blue but one usually does not notice the difference until they are very close. The color is not out standing but subtle.
--- Outfit:Osric is old fashion and likes to keep the old traditional attire. With well polished black dress shoes and perfectly fitted trousers. He has suspenders with expensive silver etched clasps that lay over top of his loose fitting white cotton dress shirt. (always with a thin white under tank and boxer breifs) if he goes out of the office he puts on his suit jacket that is longish and vary stylish. If its cold he will put on a trench type coat over top of that. He has a walet in his back pocket that is chained to the front loop of his pants other acessories include a gold pocket watch and a pair of slim reading glasses tucked in to the shirt pocket.
Abilities: (more like skills)
-Fencing (started at a young age is profficient but not top enough to win the royal games gold medal in london.)
-Tae Kwon Do (black belt but has not kept up his skills as much as he should)
-Tennis (as a social hobby)
-long distance runner (enters races every year)
-practices mind reading. (he calls it intuition.)
History: Born in London England to a Lord and lady that were still living off of there family inheritance. His mother committed suicide when he was very young. He olny has a few very precious memories of her. His father died when he was 18 of liver failure, leaving him with an unexpected debt in taxes to the government instead of an Inheritance. Dispite this his child hood was full and rather busy. If he was not at private school he was in summer school and if not there he was in an assortment of extra activity's such as fencing, tae Kwon Do, horse racing and many sports his favorite being runing. He took well to school and found ever bit facinating especially history and folklore. When his father died he was evicted from the estate the goverment having repoed it for taxes. He moved just out of London to Bromley were he started a club for the extraordinary people or the people that study the odd or strange people.
The club turned out rather well and he was able to pay his fathers debt off in 2 years as well as gain enough credit to move back into London and start up a second club. Business was fast and the London club brought even more strange people then the first. He quickly became a well known name in England and had people from Ireland and Scotland coming to join his club. As need became apparent he bought the adjoining property and built a grand hotel 5 years after the opening of the first club. He called it Villa ab Lamia, House of Vampire, and designed it accordingly. Most of his guests were rich kids scorning daddy by pretending to be things they were not. Others were more genuine but Osric never had proof that they actually were what they looked. Some times they would be wolfish men that would order nearly raw steaks from the house kitchen. Other times they would be very delicate, smallish people that would seem to walk on air. They all spoke Gaelic or an off shoot of Latin; but he could never decide if there ears were actually pointed or if that was really translucent fairy wings he saw or just a trick of the light. Never the less the strange came mixed among the lovers of fashion and the eccentric. There were many problems in running two clubs but they were nothing compared to a hotel. He found it wonderfully challenging and never once thought that his hotel had any more problems than the others, as you can imagine he had. His best nights were Halloween, summer solstice, and almost any full moon.
He started dressing the part. Wearing tasteful turn of the century clothing and always brushing up on his class. Guests loved him mostly for how big his name had gained over the years along with many rumors that he never stated to be true or faults. He liked the conversations and would play games with many of his favored guest’s whether it be tennis or a smokey game of cards. Osric knew how to keep people coming to his hotels and clubs “it is a balance” he would tell his managers and higher staff. “You must make the hotel/club mysterious, always keeping tight lipped but letting on that there is more to it with body language and theatrics.” He would always finish this sentence with a wink then leave them with his hands folded neatly behind his back.
By 26 he had enough money saved to start another hotel. He had found mostly from his guests that he needed to go outside of England; he needed to go to Rome. He left Villa ab Lamia to his trusted assistant making her a legend before he left by publicly claming she was a descendant of lady Carmilla. But he did not allude to whether she was a vampire herself or not. He just had her play the part and the guests took care of the rest. She enjoyed her job very much and gladly ran the hotel as her own in his absence.
He went to Rome and found the perfect place for his new hotel. He had to pay a pretty penny for the land because it was so very close to the old town. Little less than a days hike to Vatican City. The land he bought was cleared and his hotel built in the course of 2 years. It had to be exact and what he had found under the buildings had to be incorporated in to the structure along with so many other things.
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Posted: Mon Sep 25, 2006 6:56 am
SONJA (DIANA LAURELL) WHITLEY
APPEARANCE
Age: 25 years
Hair: Black with red streaks (naturally dirty blonde), slightly wavy, ‘bangs’ fall to chin length, remainder falls just past shoulder blades.
Eyes: Dark blue.
Height: 5’7”
Build: Thin, nearly lacking feminine curves.
Distinguishing features: Multiple piercings (right eyebrow piercing, left nose piercing, eight ear piercings on each ear, bellybutton piercing), pentagram tattoo around bellybutton.
PERSONALITY
Sonja is the rebel of her family, which is extremely involved in etiquette and decorum. She never really liked her real name (Diana Laurell Whitley), and has managed to get almost everyone outside of her parents, Anthony and Peggy, and her younger sister, Christie Adaline, to call her by her grandmother’s first name, which was Sonja (she had a very close relationship with her grandmother before she passed away; see History). At first glance, one would assume that she’s some kind of goth or punk, because she frequently dresses in a combination of those styles, but she is really a very outgoing, sociable person, and she has a natural sense of humor, but it’s neither quirky or crazy. Despite this, Sonja has few companions.
HISTORY
Sonja was born and raised in a little suburb of Boston. She was a good student, but did not have many friends, and often spent much of her time, after school and on the weekends, with her Grandma Sonja, who had grown up in Ireland and practiced wicca for nearly her entire life. Young Sonja was thrilled to no end that her grandma could do ‘magic’. A month and a half after Grandma Sonja passed away, Sonja moved to Venice with her family at the age of fourteen. She was not happy with the move in the least, because it meant that she was being taken even farther from her grandmother, and she took up wicca with a fervent passion, much to her parents’ blatant disapproval.
Now, eleven years later, Sonja is an independent adult, running a little wicca shop with her best friend Nicoletta, and working part-time as a waitress in a small, but busy café along the Grand Canal.
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 9:01 am
Name: Jesse Reeves
Age: 25
Height: 5"2
Weight: 110
Hair Color: Reddish Orange
Normal Eye Color: Hazel, they turn Red though during her Bloodlust
Skin Color: Fair
Ethniticity: Caucasian
Further Appearance: Jesse is still getting used to be a vampire, but she still has her old taste in clothes. No matter what she is dressed in, her accessories are a bit punkish yet flattering.
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Known Abilities:
-Heightened Senses, Strength and Agility
-Flight
-Heightened Sexual Attraction
-Telekinesis
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History:
Before her fate of becoming a vampire, Jesse worked within a small group that kept an eye on vampires. Tracking their movement, knowing their intense history, and keeping this all secret was just some of what this group did. Jesse of course, was fully interested in the history of vampires, but her understanding of how alone vampires can be did not come until she met one important vampire. Once she set eyes on this vampire, she strove to understand why he did what he did. This was a dangerous situation for Jesse, for she did not know what kind of danger she was in. A short time passed and she began to realize that she loved this certain vampire, that she would even sacrifice her humanity for him not to be alone anymore.
To everyone she knew, her wanting to be rid of humanity did not make sense. But to Jesse, she was not blind to the world of vampires. Infact, she was raised by an elder group of powerful vampires when she was young. She did not know they were any different than her, but as a young girl she did feel something else was missing.
Knowing now that these elder Vampires had taken care of Jesse as a young girl, the one vampire she loved decided to grant her her wish. He made her vampire. She thought that now she wasn't human she could always be with him, but soon after her humanity dissapeared, he told her he would have to leave her for quite some time. This broke Jesse's heart but she knew he had to leave, or the previous group Jesse had worked for as a human, would know far too much about him.
Now as a vampire, Jesse is starting learn of her abilities and the stress of what it is like to be undead.
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 2:19 pm
Malachai Conners
Age: 12
Height: 4' 8"
Appearance: Red hair, hazel eyes, wearinf rags for clothing. A small tattoo of a Phoenix on the back of his neck.
Skin Tone: Pearly white almost see through
History: His parents died in a freak accident involving moutain climbing, he was forced into a foster home where he was beaten and made to do things that no child chould have to endure. Finally getting loose from the hands of the maliscious people he called parents, he has been roaming the streets waiting to find someway to make a life for himself.
List of Abilitis:
(none as of yet)
(Picture to come)
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 6:36 pm
Gintsuki and Kintaiyo Fujiwara Name: 藤原の金太よ (Fujiwara no Kintaiyo)
Nicknames: "Tai" and "Kin Kin"
Birthday: March 20, 986
Birthplace: Nara, Japan
Current Home: Tokyo, Japan
Physical Age: 21
Actual Age: 1020
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 168lbs
Eyes: Silver with black rims
Abilities:
- Heightened strength, speed, agility. sight
- Flight
- Empathy
- Telepathy
- Stealth
- Accelerated healingName: 藤原の銀月 (Fujiwara no Gintsuki)
Nicknames: "Tsuki" and "Tsuki-chan"
Birthday: March 20, 986 (Younger by 6 mins)
 Birthplace: Nara, Japan
Current Home: Tokyo, Japan
Physical Age: 21
Actual Age: 1020
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 150lbs
Eyes: Silver with black rims
Abilities:
- Slightly heightened strength, speed, agility (greater than a human, less than most vampires)
- heightened sight
- Flight
- Telepathy
- Telekinesis
- Pyrokinesis
- Empathy
- Precognition (typically during dreams, though occasionally while awake)
Note: Gintsuki possesses amazing mental abilities, greater than most vampires. The force of his telepathic connection commonly leaves the other with a definite headache. He can also, if he chooses, cause hemmorraging of the brain in others just by concentrating on them (resulting in bleeding from the eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, cranial bleeding and ultimately death), though this puts a strain on his own mind and usually leaves him with a migraine.History Fujiwara no Michinaga enjoyed a power few could appreciate at such a young age. In his twentieth year he held the ear of the Emperor of Japan and was the most well known Samurai of the land. Indeed many called him the Shadow Emperor. The Fujiwara clan knew a prosperity few could ever claim. In the Spring of 986, the 152nd year of the Heian Period, a most amazing event ocurred. Michinaga's beloved wife gave birth to identical twin boys. The first to be born, Kintaiyo, followed by Gintsuki; separated by six minutes only. Sitting there, next to his wife, his little princes in his arms, he felt the gods truly smiled upon him and he knew true happiness. The Twins' childhood was spent learning the skills of the Samurai and how to govern their Clan. Kintaiyo excelled in hand to hand combat and swordplay, mastering the Katana in his early teens. Gintsuki, however, found it difficult to keep up. Growing up, the Fujiwaras realized their youngest had a weak constitution. He was far more frail than his brother, with a lower endurance as well. Though completely identical, Gintsuki could not build up the same muscle mass as his brother. For this reason, rather than wielding a Katana, his preferred weapon was the bow. He quickly became the most reknowned archer in the area. Kintaiyo and Gintsuki were inseparable, as such rather than choose only one to succeed their father, they were both trained for the role. Kintaiyo the Fighter, the Strength; Gintsuki the Scholar, the Wisdom. The prosperity of the Fujiwara Clan as secured. One day, during the Twins' 21st year, the Clan's position was challenged. Two rival clans joined in an effort to usurp their place. Though outnumbered greatly, the Fujiwara Clan emerged victorious, but not without grievous losses. During the battle, Gintsuki suffered severe injuries that his frail body could not endure. The medics felt he would not last more than a few weeks, two months at best, before his body would give up. Kintaiyo would not accept that, could not, he could not abandon his brother, stating: " Gintsuki no shi wa, ore no shin da. (His death is my death)." With fierce determination Kintaiyo searched for a way to save his brother. So it is he turned to local lore. There was a legend of a clan of Tengu living in the mountains near the village. Taking his failing brother, he sought them out. After an arduous journey, the brothers did come upon a clan, though they found them to be not Tengu at all, but Kyuuketsuki. . . Vampires. Hearing the boys' tale and being moved by their dedication to one another, the clan decided to take them in. In order to be certain it was safe for his brother, Kintaiyo turned first, followed by Gintsuki. They lived with the vampires for a few months, learning their limitations and the extent of their new powers. Again Kintaiyo excelled in strength, speed, and agility while Gintsuki developed impressive mental abilities. His body recovered and was strengthened, but was still weak by vampiric standards. A few months later, they returned to their Clan to take their rightful place. Their family was aware of the changes, but extatic to have their Princes back and accomodated them as best they could. After they succeeded the clan, they ruled it as was their right, stepping down after their original life term ended, handing it over to their cousin. The Brothers then returned to their Vampire clan. Living and learning, until such a time as they decided to leave and live on their own, travelling the world and learning what they would.
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Posted: Wed Nov 22, 2006 5:56 pm
Ok, I promised a post, but can't get to it right just yet, so I'll post my char. info first instead. But I will post later, promise. Jean-Luc Bartlett Age: 62 (Though his mixed blood is doing very well in extending his lifespan. He only appears to be about 22) Height: 5' 8" Appearance: Jean-Luc BartlettJean-Luc is usually dressed as shown in the picture, mainly because he has several hidden handguns ((Glock 21 45ACP with the M3 Tactical Light, the Crimson Trace Laser Grip[laser dot with a pressure switch on the back of the pistol grip], and a back up internal laser dot)), lots of ammo clips, lots of hidden knives, and various do-it-yourself medical supplies. He also dresses this way because he is usually on a job, or looking for one. Gotta look proffesional if you want the big contracts. Abilities/Talents: ~He is an excelent sharpshooter with any gun he can lay his hands on. ~His mixed blood gives him inhuman reflexes, speed, and strength, though he is only about halfway between a human's abilities, and a vampire's. ~His ability to analyze a situation and make a decision in an instant has been very useful to him in the past. ~Having trained with the best, he can usually sneak up on all but the most attentive with ease. ~Very talented in the Mercenary, Guardian, or Assassin Trades. ~He almost constantly practiced holding his breath for nearly three years straight, and has gotten to the point where he can hold his breath for four days straight, and be extremely active while doing so. He's not too sure why he did that...but why not, ya? ~Jean-Luc can fly, but usually only does so when he can't get about in a timely fashion some other way. ~Whereas the sunlight doesn't bother him any like most regular vampires, overly bright days do tend to give him headaches. ~He's learned how to create, manipiulate, and extinguish fires with his mind. No wonder people call him a pyro. History: Jean-Luc was born in the United States, and by the age of eighteen he had already traveled abroad. The son of a vampire and his mother, he learned that he would generally be disliked by both humans and vampires alike for his mixed blood, and vowed to go out and make a name for himself. He abandoned his old name when he opted to make his own legacy and took up his current name. Over the years, mainly during his travels, he had been learning all he can to improve his fighting skills. He learned many martial arts, the deadliest he could find, and honed his talents with weapons. He prefers handguns, Glocks for the most part, and blades. He used to train regularly with different special forces units from different countries, but has since ceased once he got the the point where he could take out entire squads by himself. Convinced that he still has more to learn, and working nowadays as a freelance Mercenary, he is currently residing in Venice, Italy. ((This finished product of this post you see is the result of about 5 or so edits...I think I'mma leave it alone now, ya?))
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 5:51 pm
Elise Hennessy Age: 235 (although, she appears to be 26 years old) Gender: female Personality: warm-hearted, sometimes a bit quiet, sympathetic, gentle, kind, loves to dance, loves social events, loves to wear beautiful dresses, yet also loves the outdoors, is sometimes very feminine and yet is sometimes a bit of a tom-boy (likes to climb or fly into trees and sit & write or read for hours on end) Even though she is a bit shy sometimes, she is a people-person and very sociable. She has a fiery spark in her heart - a passion for life that shows itself in some of her odd and artistic habits and in her love of dancing. Elise is a gentle soul, who loves deeply. She has a soft spot in her heart for humans, and views humans and vampires as equals. She supports the arts, she being an aspiring poet & author herself. She likes to write & read in high places like trees and rooftops. Marital Status: married Appearance:  Abilities: Her abilities include: turning into smoke or into a bat and flying. She is able to endure limited exposure to sunlight. She feeds as little as possible, finding it a distasteful necessity. When she does feed, she feeds gently and erases both the bite marks and the memory of the biting from her victims' minds. Her taste in blood is the blood of people who are sorrowing. When she bites her victims, she draws out some of their emotional pain, thus temporarily easing their sorrow. Vulnerabilities: Dismemberment, sunlight (she can endure moderate amounts of sunlight in the late afternoon and at dawn), being treated harshly or cruelly by others - when she is sad, she becomes weak and sick Elise's Story:My name is Elise Hennessy, and I am 235 years old. My eyes have beheld the passing of many eras – from the fall of the French monarchy and the birth of the Revolution to the rise of the ages of industry and technology. I was born in France in 1771 into a wealthy vampire family, and though my family had always been loyal to France, we were forced to flee from France during the Revolution because we were nobles. We went to a country far away. There, I met my Donovan. I was quite young at the time, being merely 18 years of age, my fangs were not full grown and I still consumed ordinary food and was able to walk about in the daylight a lot more than I can today. I would go down to the river bank every day in the late afternoon and sit beneath a tree to read books and write poetry. One day, I decided that I wanted to try to teach myself to swim … I waded into the water, but got swept away by the current and found that I could not keep my head above water. I screamed and thrashed frantically … and then he came and saved me … Before I knew it, strong arms were around me, and I was held close to the muscular chest of a handsome young man as he swam to shore with me. I was quite astonished and quite embarrassed too. When we reached shore, he helped me out of the water, then he looked at me and I found myself speechless … he had the most beautiful grey eyes, like the color of the night sky before dawn, warm and almost luminous, and they were gazing at me with such genuine kindness and concern. “This is a different kind of drowning …” I thought to myself. Day after day, Donovan came to the riverbank to sit beside me and read poetry. I discovered that in addition to enjoying reading poetry, he also enjoyed writing it. Those were wonderful days. Donovan and I quickly fell in love. We lived in a golden world of our own as we watched the setting sun and read poetry together. Our love grew and grew until it could no longer be denied by either of us. We went to my parents and told them of our love for each other and of our desire to marry. My parents were furious and refused to allow us to marry. I was confined to my room and was told I could never see Donovan again. As several days passed, I grew weak and ill. At last, unable to bear the thought of losing their daughter, my parents consented and allowed Donovan and I to marry. A priest was called to marry us right away. For 3 long years after that, Donovan and I lived happily together on his farm near the river. Unbeknownst to me, rumors about vampires were spreading about the nearby village … the rumors had started to turn toward my family … One fine evening when Donovan and I were sitting in front of the fireplace reading poetry, a sound of footsteps and of shouts filtered in to the room, an angry crowd battered down our door and dragged both Donovan and I out …. They shot us both and left us for dead … As I lay on the ground bleeding, I crawled over to where Donovan’s body was … “Please,” I whispered … “please don’t die. I need you to be with me … I love you … I love you ….” His eyes were closed … he was dead. I threw myself on his body weeping violently … and lay there for a long time … I knew not how long … but when my weeping subsided I held him in my arms and I … bit him, as hard as I could, and drained, and drained, and drained … “Maybe, if I make him a vampire … maybe I can save him …” But it was far too late for that … he was gone. My parents came for me that night and took me away with them. Before we left, we stopped to bury him near the cottage he and I had shared. … During the next 96 years, my family travelled throughout Europe, moving every 10 - 15 years so that the fact that we didn't age wouldn't give our secret away. Time and experience had taught us that most humans didn't welcome vampires in their midst. I never forgot Donovan, my love for him never grew dim or died. Saddened by the loss of Donovan, I decided to live as a nun for awhile, but was forced to flee when it was discovered that I was vampire. I rejoined my family, and eventually, we returned to France and took up residence in a mansion not far from Paris. On the night of a ball given by our family ... a man came to the door, asking for Elise Devereux. It was Donovan! Apparently, I had bitten him in time, and though his human body died, he became a vampire. He had been searching for me ever since. Reunited at last, Donovan and I live in a dream come true. Our love for each other will never die. ...........................................................
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 8:38 am
MONIQUE DESIREE JOSETTE APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY Age: 507 years (appears to be 19) Hair: Golden blonde, long and wavy, falls to lower back Eyes: Blood-red Skin: Pale, porcelain/ivory Build: 5'5", very feminine Arrogant and self-centered, Monique loves excessive luxury almost as much as she loves herself. But that deviously glamorous exterior hides a more delicate, easily hurt, affectionate facet of her personality that has only begun to awaken in this past century. HISTORY Born into one of the wealthiest Parisian families, and the only child of doting parents, Monique was spoilt rotten to the core, which inevitably led to her craving of excessive – not to mention expensive – affection for the entirety of her life. Also being very sheltered as a young girl, she lusted for a wild, exciting life, which is precisely what she received when she fell in love with Amadour Evariste, a filthy rich, devilishly handsome and deceitfully charming patron of the arts. She had not known that Amadour was a vampire until he thoughtlessly turned her the first night that they spent together. In the midst of a passion-induced haze, she had thought it might be fun to indulge the alluring man in his morbid desire for blood. In the decades that followed, Amadour all but lost interest in Monique, who was now frigid and hateful toward the man whom she called Master, aside from the occasional heated exchange of blood. When in 1578 Amadour was curtly put to death for angering his superiors, Monique felt no sadness and was swift to lay claim to his vast fortune in his absence. In the centuries that followed, she sculpted her own powerful reign in Paris, turning only those she desired to serve her in her stately supremacy. Of the thirty-seven men that she turned – all highly attractive, well-proportioned, young males – she favored the last to join their vampire ranks, Devin Ravencliffe. Monique had turned Devin partially out of her own interest in the undeniable beauty that was hidden beneath the ragged clothes and the scruffy beginnings of a beard, and partially out of pity for the wretched, exhausted man that had come knocking on her door, asking with no amount of certainty to become a vampire that he may right some terrible wrong. Devin had been the only of her servants to reject her authority, refuse her charms, and openly loathe her, though he did his job far more superior than any other in the household. Soon, Monique discovered that she had fallen in love with the man, even while she continued to torment him, and so in an act purely based on affection, she virtually set Devin free on the fifty-eighth anniversary of his turning in 1861. Devin ran away from her with such haste and enthusiasm that it tore her heart asunder. Now, one hundred forty-five years later, while she dares not show it, her soul still yearns for the man that inspired her to love when she thought that she never could again. Occupation/Title: Proprietor of the Josette-Evariste Household, patron of the arts, Dame Monique Desiree Josette, propietaire de Josette-Evariste Famille et mecene Chances are I'll be fixing this later. sweatdrop
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 12:07 pm
NAME Lynne Annand
APPEARANCE Green hair, Green eyes, Athletic Build, Tattoo on her lower back of a Phoenix, Nose piercing and Eyebrow piercing, Skin the color of night. Age of 29. *pic to come*
HISTORY Lynne was born in a small town off of the coast of Scottland, her father worked in the Scottland Yard so Lynne was forced to go through harsh training in her youth so that she could protect herself, by three she was considered a weapon and by 10 she was a full fledged master of the art of Wado Ryu, which was developed by Otsuka Hironori in 1930 and is one of the four main styles of Japanese karate. Hironori used his knowledge of Shotokan Karate, Jujutsu, grappling and Tai Sabaki to form his own style. Wado Ryu does not practice many of the body toughening exercises common to other styles of karate, preferring rather to use Tai Sabaki (Body Movement) to evade attacks. Soon Lynne became obsessed with reading up on past literature about demons and the ones who walk the earth at night. With her talents and knowledge of the monster, Lynne set off to find these creatures and put a stop to their unholy ways. *link to site* http://www.martial-arts-info.com/138/wado-ryu/
OTHER ABILITIES Practices in the art of Magicks and shapeshifting.
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