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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 3:34 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 4:03 pm
Name:Aiden Gender:Female Age:Human age-16, Vampyre age-463
Body: My hair doesn't ever want to be normal. It changes its color and style according to my mood. It's currently teal, a vibrant teal, that never stays still. It moves as if the wind is always blowing against it, even though there is never any wind. My eyes are almost the same way. They turn into the normal colors-brown,blue,hazel,green-but then when I'm hunting they go completely black. When I'm in a trance or meditating, they turn a deep red, just the iris does.
Her Story of Her Undead Beginning: At the [human]age of 16, Aiden was attacked by some tall, dark, and handsome stranger. She'd seen him many times, but never knew him. She always had this strange feeling that something no one belived in was stalking her. He seemed to be her age. She thought he was going to kiss her, the next thing she knows, she can't more. His bite was breathe taking and paralyzing. she felt her blood escaping her, but at the same time, she could feel something a bit more powerful than blood flowing down her throat. They had a connection. Binded by blood, they were lovers forever. Then one day, [or should I say night], while they were walking together, a vampyre hunter came out of no where and struck her katana through his heart. His dying words to her were "I love you.Run". The vampyre hunter turned on her new foe and charged, but with no victory. Aiden ran harder and faster than ever before. Once in their home, she wept. She wept for months on end. About one night each month,she'd walk into a bar and grab a random guy, take him round the back and kill him. That was how she survived for a year. Then one night, it was like someone had flicked on a switch. She just changed. Now she hunts for any reason and trys to find romance in a truly tragic life.
My Home: Aiden lives in a two story medievl mansion on three acres by herself.And except for the occasional weak and wandering traveler she's alone...
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