Post by Christna, Alebea on Aug 2, 2008 13:56:46 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]Your Character[/glow]
Full Name:Christina,Alebea
Nick Name(s):Christy
Age: 155 but looks 19-18
Gender:female
Race: vamper
Class: Leader
Occupation: hunting and killing the wanted idk the proper Name for it.. hehe
Alliance: Other Vampires and tho who thinks and respects her as a person and not because of fear or because she a Vamper
Persona:
Appearance: farm2.static.flickr.com/1432/1457433823_a033c2914a.jpg?v=0
Abilities/Skills: has normal Vamper abilities and paints as a hobby but that it
Personality: she is very quiet and reserved, she doesn't speak unless spoken to or she feels that she has to for the most part. she prefers to spend her free time in quiet contemplation of her life and what she has learned from it. she despises the act of killing humans for food and frowns upon those who ravage humans for no purpose other than their life giving blood. She can seem very brutal, cold, and heartless at times, and is the most ruthless in battle of any kind not afraid to jump head first into a battle with seemingly impossible odds. she is extremely talented with both blades and handguns, though she is more comfortable with a pistol.
Weapons: pistol or anything she can get her hands on
History: she was born to a working-class couple, Alexander and Elizabeth, the pair of whom had lived in various boroughs of London for all of their lives. her' brother, Samuel, had been born four years before her, and was more or less the family's prime child. she lived a somewhat repressed childhood, and it was through being neglected at times that she developed a liking to being alone.
One night, having turned thirty-one or so and having long since moved out of her parents' house, she decided to take a midnight walk through London. Having planned to stay within a few miles of her comfortable, mid-sized home, she proceeded to walk for an hour or so. On her way home, however, she was assaulted by a form which gouged her chest and, knocking her to the ground, proceeded to drain blood from her neck. Feeling woozy, she passed out a few moments later, presumably from blood loss. Entirely unsure of how long it had been since she had been assaulted--and not remembering much of what had happened--she proceeded to stagger home and to her bedroom, dropping like a stone into her somewhat small bed. she was out for a day or two, by her reckoning, and woke up in the middle of the night with an insatiable thirst for blood.
The next morning, thinking she was perfectly fine except for some odd dream he'd had about vampires, of all things, and still feeling a strong thirst for blood, she had decided to go to work, since she'd been out for at least two days without notice. This probably wasn't one of the best ideas the man had had all day, because soon after she stepped into the sunlight radiating into her room courtesy of a window, she managed to attain burns over virtually every square inch of uncovered skin on her body. she had staggered out of the sunlight suffusing the rest of her room with a dimmer light, into a mirror to inspect the burns. she stumbled as a pair of icy blue eyes stared back at her, which were connected to a body that wasn't her own. she found herself in the middle of a city, in front of a building built with an architectural style her recognized. she would end up spending the next few years searching for this building, going outside only at night, with a good number more visions to help her along the way.
I,Christina have read the rules and agreed to obey them. I will not post in anywhere that is Out of Character Base until my character has been disappeared into the "Accepted Characters" board. I will also respect my fellow board members and be as active as I can. I will also not carry off into an argument when my character is killed.