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A place for character sheets!

Things to include:​
Basics
  • Birth name
  • Current name (if different from birth name)
  • Nicknames
  • Clan
  • Gender
  • DOB
  • Age they were turned at (age they appear | they should all be 18+, and all vampires should have been turned at least 2 years ago), true age
  • Sexual orientation
Personality
  • Self explanatory lol, please give us a few paragraphs here
History
  • Describe their life before they were turned, after they were turned, and their current life. What role do they play within their clan, and within the human world that they're blending into now?
Appearance
  • Use a realistic face claim, please. No cartoons or illustrations.
Open roles​
  • Lucinius leader (the likely successor): Dorothea Aven (female)​
  • Lucinius clan member: Gisella Lazar (femlae)​
  • Lucinius clan member: Mizuki Chiba (femlae)
  • Lucinius clan member: BurningBridges (male)
  • Lucinius clan member: Jack King (male)
  • Lucinius clan member: Marabelle Weathers (female)
  • Lucinius clan member: open (male)
  • Ventari leader: Selene Vulcan (female)
  • Ventari clan member: Theodore Griffith (male)
  • Ventari clan member: Leon Wulff (male)
  • Ventari clan member: male (open)
  • Ventari clan member: female (open)
  • Ventari clan member: female (open)
  • Abarra leader: Ojore Kante (male)
  • Abarra clan member: Legia Reina Pérez Florido (female)
  • Abarra clan member: Catherine Streller (female)
  • Abarra clan member: Angel (female)
  • Abarra clan member: Khalil (male)
  • Abarra clan member: male (open)
 
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BASIC INFO​
birth name: Catherine Jana Streller
nickname: Cat
government name: Rachel Greyson
age: Born in 1410, turned at age 18, currently 610 years old
gender: Female
sexuality: Pansexual
clan: Abarra
occupation: Bartender

PERSONALITY​
(+) traits:
One of Cat's most noteworthy traits is her light-hearted, carefree nature. People who overthink too much end up with too many worries, too many self-made problems. Catherine never felt any inclination to get that deep about... well... anything. She has a youthful spirit, enjoys silliness, and does her best to keep the mood light and fun whenever possible. She always seems to be running on high-gear, high-energy, and she's always up doing something, getting herself into trouble somewhere. If sunlight wasn't such a big issue for her, she would be outside moving around 24/7. Her resiliency is apparent daily as well, as it's hard to get her spirits down. She's quite adaptable and can typically find a way to remain positive in even the darkest of situations. It probably plays into her preference to only think about things on a surface level. She doesn't let her mind work itself into the deep, dark crevices of "what-ifs" in what's probably a self-protection measure.

While Catherine doesn't have any exceptional plans to cure mortals of cancer or create world peace, she is interested in some things that feel even more important. Fashion. Water colors. Jewelry making. Knitting. Sculptures. If it can be made, Catherine probably knows how to make it. She thrives on things that she finds to be inspirational and believes that pretty things can be life changing. She never hesitates to talk about those passions either, so they're no secret. Chit-chatty is probably an understatement when it comes to this girl. Her mouth seems to always be moving, she's a pro at making small talk, and she genuinely enjoys conversing with strangers. Solitude makes her feel uncomfortable and she much prefers to be surrounded by others, even if she isn't particularly friendly with them. Some people find it to be endearing, others annoying, but Catherine barely pays mind to the haters. In fact, even the people who aren't her biggest fans can sometimes be won over by her. Sometimes the persuasiveness comes in the form of just being simply annoying and relentless about getting whatever she wants, but Catherine typically knows what kind of charm she needs to put on to get what she wants. If it's from someone where true charm won't work, the annoying nature is key, but Catherine knows how to be sensual, charismatic, charming, and quite simply, a good liar, when it's time to get something that she feels she deserves.

(-) traits:
Catherine's negative traits aren't non-existent, however. Impulsiveness is one of her worst. She doesn't overthink things when things go wrong which benefits her mentally, but that preference to just live without thinking deeply about anything comes up in her everyday life regularly. In her mind, none of her actions have consequences and she can do as she pleases. Whatever comes afterwards isn't important. Instant gratification is key because... life is short, right? She has a bad tendency of "forgetting" about commitments, putting herself first, and not taking responsibilities into consideration when living her daily life. She likes living in her own little bubble, dislikes responsibilities being imposed on her, and hates when she's expected to take something seriously. Similarly, she has a bad habit of putting her own happiness before: other people's happiness, her own responsibilities, and the consequences of her actions. It's not purposeful; she's kind hearted at the core of it, but she's just self-focused most of the time.

Living with people doesn't always go over well, as her creative nature often pushes her to be disorganized and messy. She's materialistic and loves high end things, even if she doesn't need them. She's been quite indulgent in the changing of times over the years, and has continuously allowed herself to become fascinated and engrossed in whatever the big fad of the times was. It's been a hobby of hers, something that's kept her occupied over the years. Outside of her creativity-based hobbies, Catherine never found herself pursuing anything very "important". She never held a reputable career, never opted to educate herself, never had any fabulous business ideas. Some would call her unmotivated or lazy, but it's more-so just related to her personality. She isn't very intelligent book-wise and she doesn't want anything more than the simple, responsibility-free life that she has, even if it sometimes means that she isn't pulling her own weight.

HISTORY​
history: Catherine Jana Streller was born in the canton of Valais, a part of Switzerland, in 1410. She was an illegitimate child, with her biological father being a traveler who brutally assaulted her mother one evening. Fearing the shame that would come with admitting to being raped at that time, her mother never spoke of the incident, and Catherine was assumed to be her mother's husband's child. She was able to get away with it for a few years before her darker features began to set in. The Swiss weren't all blue eyes and pale white skin of course, but Catherine certainly looked different enough in the homologous village she was raised in that people were skeptical. The man who raised her, the only man that she could call a father, felt the rebuke of that skepticism in the form of shame. His wife insisted that she would never betray him like that, but the embarrassment that he felt at the hands of his neighbors and friends was too strong. He couldn't marry Catherine off due to the stigma attached to her, and even his two sons (Catherine's siblings) complained of the way that her existence was tarnishing their name.

So, one night when the rest of the family was asleep, he took Catherine out to the woods, sliced her neck open, and left her for dead. He would end up going to the city counsel the next day to falsely report that his wife confessed to killing their daughter, setting off the Valais Witch Trials of the 1400s. Catherine's mother would be put to death for witchcraft months later. What happened to young Catherine, then, you might be wondering? She was left for death, truly on her last breath when a member of the Abarra Clan found her. With a gaping wound in her neck, blood rushing from the carotid artery, they could probably smell her from miles and miles away. For some reason, they opted against just draining her of her blood, and turned her into one of them. Becoming a vampire wasn't something that any mortal could say that they "planned" for, but considering how unwanted she had felt for the entirety of her mortal life, having any sort of family that "wanted" her was welcomed. Unlike many other vampires, Catherine didn't take her immortality as an opportunity to discover the secrets of the world. Not yet, at least. Her past few centuries have been spent moving with her clan, and indulging herself in the modern world. You couldn't have ever found her studying law books in Harvard's library, discovering the polio vaccine, or trying to pave the way for the underdogs of history. Nope, she was content with going to the cinema the first time it opened, teaching herself how to sew on an electric machine, and more recently, understanding the workings of social media
 
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    got blood cold as ice
    And a heart made of stone
    But she keeps me alive
    She's the beast down in my bones
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Theodore
Griffith
Basics

Birth Name: Theodore Griffith

Current Name: Theodore Taylor (he only uses this name for governmental purposes or when introducing himself to humans)

Nicknames: Theo

Age: 21

True Age: 58

Birthday:May 11th, 1962

Zodiac: Taurus

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Bisexual, leaning preference towards women

Clan: Ventari

FC: Martin Conte

Appearance: Theo carries a tall and lean figure with the elegance and dramatism of a conceited actor. His brown hair is wavy when left natural, usually appearing like a stylish bedhead (not an accident of course, he styles it like this on purpose). He wears a mix of different clothing types to best suit the type of personality he aims for that day, sometimes a tweed academic, others a rebellious university student. His eyes are a misty, greyish blue that he's been told are "very expressive."


Hell is Empty
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Personality

Theo likes to pride himself on his charismatic demeanor. He is like a chameleon, warping and changing his mannerisms and personality to smoothly fit into what people expect and look for in him. Rarely can someone say that they know truly what kind of person he is, and he likes to keep it that way. He's been wearing different masks for so long that he's beginning to forget what his true self was, if he ever had one. Objectively he is pampered and elegant, never hesitating to turn his nose up at a job or responsibility that doesn’t suit his needs. This habit creates a mildly selfish (and lazy) trait that more often than not rules his decision making and motivations. Theo is very poetic, taking inspiration from classic literature, stage plays and poetry. He lives his life as though he’s the main character of a dramatic play. This demeanor entails a certain type of unavoidable sensitivity and softness to his person. He hates being yelled at, being in the middle of conflict or even knowing someone dislikes him. He’s eager to please and work his charismatic charms whenever possible.

Likes: Literature, writing, art, creativity, late nights, red wine, decadent food, expensive parties, theater or movies, dinner parties, the taste of cold blood, cloudy/stormy weather, drama, romantics, lush materials, being liked, impressing others

Dislikes: Anger/wrath, violence, yelling, being disliked or hated, being talked over, warm blood, killing a human, feeling abandoned, being tricked or duped, cheap materials and food, analytical people, emotionless people, paperwork

Strengths: Negotiations, people pleaser, communication, observant, highly literate

Weaknesses: Overly passionate, sensitive, conscientious of image to others, can't think clearly when in love

History

Theo was a British international student at NYU before he was turned. He grew up in the 1960s, an only child to two upper class parents in the suburbs of London. He constantly daydreamed about how he would escape the tragic throes of his dreary, monotonous life in order to live a truly dramatic and eventful narrative that would rival a Shakespearean play. Through rumors buzzing around his private school in London, he had heard about the growing cultural lifestyle in New York in the village and yearned to be a part of it as an aspiring writer. Ever conscious of their status and the necessity of worldliness to upkeep it, his parents were fond of the idea of Theo receiving an American education. He headed to the states with a trust fund in tow, innocent and privileged for the new life that would await him.

As a typical college student, Theo’s lifestyle peaked during the late night hours. He would wander around the empty streets, mingling with other creators and artists as they got up to no good. This suited him well for the first years of his college life. He thought it was the start of his great literary journey, a coming of age story worth telling. It was through this lifestyle that he met his first love Celeste, a mysterious and seductive artist whose origins he never fully understood. She wasn’t a student at NYU, wasn’t a local but wasn’t a tourist. Her past was covered in just as much fog as her presence, but nonetheless, Theo got caught under her spell. He began diving into irregular behaviors that eventually brought about his demise. He skipped class for her, abandoned his friends, spent obscene amounts of money until his parents cut him off. Before he could realize it, Theo’s entire life had fallen away except for one, central piece. Celeste.

Successfully having seduced and isolated Theo, Celeste took him away on a trip to a more remote part of New York State, where she planned to feast and kill him. The night was a blur, one that Theo still has trouble recalling the details of. He awoke the next morning to a blood soaked bed and Celeste vanished from their motel room, leaving nothing behind but two sloppy puncture marks aimed right over his jugular. It was only moments after he had awaken before he felt the bloodlust start to kick in. His first human kill was a maintenance worker scheduled to survey the room after guests had checked out. Unable to control or understand his new innate desires, Theo drank an obscene amount of the man's blood, killing him in the process. The fresh, warm taste still haunts him, as does the kill. From that point on, Theo began only drinking cold blood.

Theo wandered close to the area he was turned for a year on his own, fearing that he might cave in once more to these new and insatiable desires. For a while, he got by on drinking animal blood from roadkill or naturally deceased animals, gaining more understanding and control with each drink. Unable to stave off his appetite for much longer than several months, Theo upgraded to humans (mostly those already dead), his inexperience and odd drinking habits leaving a blatant trail for the right people to follow. He was approached and recruited by members of the Ventari clan, taken under their guidance for many years. They informed him that Celeste was a rogue Vampire, a particularly ruthless one that usually left bodies for the clans to clean up, never victims. Theo is always looking for clues of her, unable to truly understand if everything that had happened was a dramatic act, or if there was something real. He can’t decide whether his lust to see her is romantic, or revenge.

Theo has been with the Ventari for over 30 years. Through the clan he learned how to hone his conniving, stealthy charisma to his advantage. It was through them that he was able to fully embrace his pampered and dramatic character, finally fulfilling the tragic role he had always dreamed of. His current life consists of him playing middle man between the three clans, as his charismatic nature makes it easy for him to cull favor for the Ventari. When not working within the clan, he usually prowls around New York's more creative and culturally innovative areas, peddling himself as a freelance journalist.

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Birth name: Theodore Griffith
Nicknames: Theo
Clan: Ventari
Gender: Male
DOB: May 7th 1962
Age turned: 21
Actual Age: 58
Sexual orientation: Bisexual with preference towards women
FC: Martin Conte
Appearance: Theo carries a tall and lean figure with the elegance and dramatism of a conceited actor. His brown hair is wavy when left natural, usually appearing like a stylish bedhead (not an accident he styles it like this on purpose). He wears a mix of different clothing types to best suit the type of personality he aims for that day, sometimes a tweed academic, others a rebellious university student. His eyes are a misty, greyish blue that he's been told are "very expressive."

Personality
Theo likes to pride himself on his charismatic demeanor. He is like a chameleon, warping and changing his mannerisms and personality to smoothly fit into what people expect and look for in him. Rarely can someone say that they know truly what kind of person he is, and he keeps it that way. Objectively he is pampered and elegant, never hesitating to turn his nose up at a job or responsibility that doesn’t suit his needs. This habit creates a mildly selfish (and lazy) trait that more often than not rules his decision making and motivations. Theo is very poetic, taking inspiration from classic literature, stage plays and poetry. He lives his life as though he’s the main character of a dramatic play. This demeanor entails a certain type of unavoidable sensitivity and softness to his person. He hates being yelled at, being in the middle of conflict or even knowing someone dislikes him. He’s eager to please and work his charismatic charms whenever possible.

Likes: Literature, writing, art, creativity, late nights, red wine, decadent food, expensive parties, theater or movies, dinner parties, the taste of cold blood, cloudy/stormy weather, drama, romantics, lush materials, being liked, impressing others

Dislikes: Anger/wrath, violence, yelling, being disliked or hated, being talked over, warm blood, killing a human, feeling abandoned, being tricked or duped, cheap materials and food, analytical people, emotionless people, paperwork

Strengths: Negotiations, people pleaser, communication, observant, highly literate

Weaknesses: Overly passionate, sensitive, conscientious of image to others, can't think clearly when in love

History
Theo was a British international student at NYU before he was turned. He grew up in the 1960s, an only child to two upper class parents in the suburbs of London. He constantly daydreamed about how he would escape the tragic throes of his dreary, monotonous life in order to live a truly dramatic and eventful narrative that would rival a Shakespearean play. Through rumors buzzing around his private school in London, he had heard about the growing cultural lifestyle in New York in the village and yearned to be a part of it as an aspiring writer. Ever conscious of their status and the necessity of worldliness to upkeep it, his parents were fond of the idea of Theo receiving an American education. He headed to the states with a trust fund in tow, innocent and privileged for the new life that would await him.

As a typical college student, Theo’s lifestyle peaked during the late night hours. He would wander around the empty streets, mingling with other creators and artists as they got up to no good. This suited him well for the first years of his college life. He thought it was the start of his great literary journey, a coming of age story worth telling. It was through this lifestyle that he met his first love Celeste, a mysterious and seductive artist whose origins he never fully understood. She wasn’t a student at NYU, wasn’t a local but wasn’t a tourist. Her past was covered in just as much fog as her presence, but nonetheless, Theo got caught under her spell. He began diving into irregular behaviors that eventually brought about his demise. He skipped class for her, abandoned his friends, spent obscene amounts of money until his parents cut him off. Before he could realize it, Theo’s entire life had fallen away except for one, central piece. Celeste.

Successfully having seduced and isolated Theo, Celeste took him away on a trip to a more remote part of New York State, where she planned to feast and kill him. The night was a blur, one that Theo still has trouble recalling the details of. He awoke the next morning to a blood soaked bed and Celeste vanished from their motel room, leaving nothing behind but two sloppy puncture marks aimed right over his jugular. It was only moments after he had awaken before he felt the bloodlust start to kick in. His first human kill was a maintenance worker scheduled to survey the room after guests had checked out. Unable to control or understand his new innate desires, Theo drank an obscene amount of the man's blood, killing him in the process. The fresh, warm taste still haunts him, as does the kill. From that point on, Theo began only drinking cold blood.

Theo wandered close to the area he was turned for a year on his own, fearing that he might cave in once more to these new and insatiable desires. For a while, he got by on drinking animal blood from roadkill or naturally deceased animals, gaining more understanding and control with each drink. Unable to stave off his appetite for much longer than several months, Theo upgraded to humans (mostly those already dead), his inexperience and odd drinking habits leaving a blatant trail for the right people to follow. He was approached and recruited by members of the Ventari clan, taken under their guidance for many years. They informed him that Celeste was a rogue Vampire, a particularly ruthless one that usually left bodies for the clans to clean up, never victims. Theo is always looking for clues of her, unable to truly understand if everything that had happened was a dramatic act, or if there was something real. He can’t decide whether his lust to see her is romantic, or revenge.

Theo has been with the Ventari for over 30 years. Through the clan he learned how to hone his conniving, stealthy charisma to his advantage. It was through them that he was able to fully embrace his pampered and dramatic character, finally fulfilling the tragic role he had always dreamed of. His current life consists of him playing middle man between the three clans, as his charismatic nature makes it easy for him to cull favor for the Ventari. When not working within the clan, he usually prowls around New York's more creative and culturally innovative areas, peddling himself as a freelance journalist.
 
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.Gisella Lázár.




basic ​

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name : Lady Gisella Erzsébet Erdődy de Monyorókerék et Monoszló (Née Lázár)
nickname : Lady Gisella, Ella, Mistress Gisella
age : 18-21 [appearance] , 440 [actual age]
birthday : october 12, 1580
star sig : libra
sexual orientation : pansexual
nationality : hungarian
coven : House Lucinius

fc : dasha taran

persona ​


virtues :
Sophisticated, regal and poised, after all the years she roamed the Earth, her prime personality remained the same. It was probably because it was what drilled into her pretty little head when she was young. Because of her disposition, Gisella is well read and knowledgeable in most of the things her sweet (or tragic, depending on your point of view) life has to offer. When she was still living, it's all about banquets and balls, it was probably another constant trait that remained, she loved to party and could be wild at times. A very amorous and playful woman that she had strings of lovers, both men and women over the years. She is never afraid to use her womanly wiles and she will flirt nonstop for personal gain or for amusement, she is not too picky. She is charismatic, alluring and feminine but never the soft-spoken type. She voices out her concerns and qualms and she is never hesitant in calling out on someone. She lived in a time period where women are utterly powerless and have no say in matters, hence she made sure that she will be indispensable and that she has the upper hand, or she has leverage on others. A fighter and a headstrong woman. She is patient, competent and she always weigh the consequences before making her move. Her loyalties to someone can be a little questionable, she is highly a believer of every vampire for themselves but her loyalties to her coven is absolute. She is a firm believer of their rules and the principles they impose. She is not quick to judge and will give others a second chance but that is it. She is generous to those whom she values. Gisella will use any means to accomplish her goals and she will do anything to protect what she has.

vices :
The time and her experience made her calculative, ruthless and cunning. The years made her master of her emotions though sometimes her temper flares up and casualties arise. Gisella is unforgiving. She can also be sadistic once provoked. Behind the innocent face is a vindictive and devious woman to those people who are not on her side. Violence and carnage are not also beneath her, and she often does the job when it is called for. Sometimes she can be very obstinate, capricious, jealous and irrational. Some of her traits that admittedly she is not proud of.

During rainy days, or the days that drag on and the feeling that she has all the time in the world is too evident, Gisella tends to be sentimental and gloomy. The years may be long for a human, but for the likes of them, it's nothing but a fleeting moment. Oh, the irony. She's often sure of herself and she turned her back from her humanity a long time ago, she'd seen what people could do when push comes to shove and they can be worse than monsters but there are times that Gisella is conflicted with humankind. There are times she wonders what life could be if she retained her mortality. If she made a different decision or if she had a different circumstance. It's the only instance that she envies humanity and their capabilities, such as having a child and being able to easily forget.

She is also quite familiar with self-hate even though she loves herself more than anyone. There are brief flashes that she abhors what she became and but then comes surrender for she knew she can’t just end her life and there is no cure for the affliction that she has. She just had to roll with it and be grateful for it perks. She often drowns herself in expensive alcoholic beverages and the company of beautiful creatures in the hopes of the possibility of distracting herself from what she calls now her life.

appearance :
She elegantly stands 5 foot 7 in height. Her long dark brown hair is in deep contrast with her porcelain pallor Gisella is lithe and willowy which compliments her hourglass figure. Her eye color is mesmerizing Hazel green with a hint of golden hues. She has a cute button nose, soft jawline, and heavy lower lip which often is deep red in color. She often wears clothes that are deep in touch with her feminine side, from full glamourous ball gowns to skimpy almost see through sparkly short skirts that display her flawless legs.

scars and marks :
two small and almost faded needle-like puncture wounds on her neck where she was bitten by her saviour.

strengths:
- hand to hand combat.
- she is capable of brewing potions or mixing hexbags and creating protection charm as long as it doesn't require incantations or magic spells.
- language ; she knows at least 8 different languanges namely hungarian, russian, german, italian, french , greek, latin and english
- she is good at embroidery and needlework

weaknesses :
- modern technology
- good looking people

likes : roses , eclipses , velvet and satin , lightning , fun , her alcohol tolerance is off the charts but still, whisky and bourbon can make her happy. arts, beauty
dislikes : monotonous lifestyle, betrayal, anarchy

hobbies : she collects one special dry pressed rose on her birthday and places it on a frame.
quirks : she likes to purse her lips and tap her fingers when thinking.



history. ​


Lady Gisella Erzebet was born in the year 1580 to a noble family of Lázár in the Principality of Transylvania part of the Kingdom of Hungary. Since they were in the lesser branch of the nobles, her parents strived harder and made sure that they always belonged in all the parties and happenings in the aristocratic society. Gisella was an only child so her parents prepped and ingrained in her mind ever since she was little that she ought to behave, do good in her studies and be splendid to be able to marry a good match, someone preferably has a high status in the society. She is an attractive and intelligent girl that there were more than a couple suitors vying for her hand. At 15, she married a handsome young Lord from House of Erdődy.

Three years into marriage but it yielded no son or daughter. She was pregnant five times but every time it was a still born. Through her connections, she learned about the woman in the countryside who's quite adept in dealing with female problems. Wanting to make her husband happy, she didn't hesitate. She ordered a carriage and a servant to pack her things. Her guise in leaving was that she just wanted to visit the countryside to get some fresh air, and that she was thinking of acquiring a property where she can stay. Gossip of her being a barren is not healthy for their marriage that she wanted to silence them if she can. It was the third day of their journey and they happened to pass the castle of the infamous Countess Elizabeth Bathory de Ecsed. Tired and stressed from days of riding nonstop, Gisella gave in and decided to visit the estate hoping that she will get some rest before going back to the road. Little did she know, it would be her undoing. Gisella fell into one of Elizabeth Bathory's gruesome and sadistic games and she suffered terribly in her hands. She blocked out most of the torture but Elizabeth had her ways on making people conscious and remember as she bask in their screams and cries. The pain was so much that Gisella just wanted to die. After three days inside one of Bathory’s malicious chambers, she passed. Or so she thought.

Gisella woke up in a dark cave with her throat burning. It was like she was parched and famished but the intensity doubled. The young woman was disoriented but little by little, she remembered what happened though the details became hazy after the part that she was stabbed by a burning hot thong. Panic stricken she started to run to the exit, the sun was shining way too bright and powerful in the mouth of the cave but she knew she needed to get out, when a handsome tall man in peasant clothing emerged from the dark and stopped her. He introduced himself as Gustav and told her to calm down, before proceeding to inform her about what truly happened and what he'd done. It took everything within her to absorb all the information and yet the disbelief is still playing in her mind. He also informed her that her driver and servant was executed just to hide the crimes hiding inside the castle walls.

She discovered her new abilities little by little after a couple of days but she was still trapped in the cave deep within the forest. In the morning, she has no choice for she is now enslaved by the sun but at night, Gustav kept her in. She is new, volatile and dangerous and he is more than correct. Gustav just fed her animals every night, from mountain lions to wolves to satiate her thirst but it was never enough. He also intercepted a letter sent by her family, they were offering a handsome reward in exchange for news about her. She was told that the Bathory wrote a letter that she saw Gisella though she left the palace after 3 days' time and she hasn't heard anything about her since. Gisella wanted to seek revenge but Gustav warned her it wasn't wise. He told her to let it go and live her new life as soon as she's able.

Gisella had her first kill after three months into hiding. She somehow escaped Gustav and she dashed off into the night, her instincts and senses guiding her. Before she knew it, she was sucking the blood of a young man who's herding his sheep by the valley. Gisella was horrified but the satisfaction was too much for her to dwell on the gruesome thing that she did. When Gustav found her, not only she killed the young man, but also half the count of his sheep.

They moved out the same night, before the townsfolk got the courage to form a mob and hunt them down. In a span of a couple of hours, they made it into a small town somewhere in Germany. They sought out a powerful witch named Morguese who's living in a hovel deep within the woods, she was the one who gave her the ring made out of lapiz lazuli to help her walk in the sun. Just like what Gustav has. But before giving her the ring, she told her that she can take away its power just as easily as how she gave it to her. It wasn't a threat, it was a statement.

Gustav stayed for days before leaving the two. He didn't provide any reason and Gisella didn't ask. As much as she was thankful for Gustav for saving her, she's tired of his restraints and lectures. It was the witch who truly taught her what it means to be a creature of the night and its consequences. She told her of who Gustav really is and the coven he truly belonged to. All her questions were answered by her and in return she assisted the witch in her duration of stay and they protected each other from the unwanted people. Gisella never looked back to her old life; she knew it was the only way to keep them safe from the wrathful being that she is now.

She stayed with the witch until her dying days in 1640. From there, Gisella used all her connections, knowledge, and abilities to establish and fend for herself where she travelled far and wide.

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Acquiring properties and money over the years, Gisella invested in businesses abroad and locally but what she was proud of was the exclusive 5 star hotel in the city named A Rózsa (The Rose). The name of the business is an homage to her mother's beautiful rose garden back in her childhood home in Hungary.

Their renowned hospitality to humans and other beings alike ensures that their stay would be unique and flawless. The property consists of 30 floors with 350 rooms. A Rózsa has one giant indoor pool complete with water slides and one infinity pool with a bar set up on the rooftop with the panoramic view of the Manhattan skyline. They also have a spa, sauna and hot baths, an entire floor for the casino, and a world class bar and restaurant that serves varieties of mouth watering dishes fit not only for human consumption but for the creatures of the night as well --- just ask for the other menu if they want something special.

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The death of the leader of their Coven was devastating, it was a tragic loss but it didn't incapacitate their businesses and affairs. The talks of gossips about betrayals were floating in the wind, even the names of the possible would be successor. Gisella couldn't careless of what is going to happen but this she is certain, if the successor could tarnish the distinguished name of coven and ruin the order, she herself wouldn't hesitate on eliminating the threat.


miscellaneous. ​

out of boredom over the years:
- she became a Lady in waiting for Marie Antoinette (1776 - 1790)
- she worked as an au pair in England for about 6 years and in France for about 4 years (1875 - 1885)
- she worked as a nurse during the Blitz (1940-41)
- lounge singer in US (1943 - 1955 , 1970 - 1980)
- bartender in a tavern in Ireland (1981-1985)

* A Rózsa was built (1986), the hotel expanded over the years making sure that they're up to date with the competition
* from time to time she joins an archeological dig just for fun
* Gisella uses her maiden name.



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MIZUKI






• B A S I C •​

Birth Name:
Hanako Yamazaki

Current Name:
Mizuki Chiba (Meaning "moon", as she believes that all vampires are "children of the moon", thus she chose that name to honor the celestial mass. Her last name is of little to no importance to her, as it is a last name she was forced to create as it was a must for identification purposes).

Nickname:
She's not picky as to what people call her, she would respond to anything. However, the most common name she's heard whispered about her was "Tsuki" or "Mizu".

Clan:
Lucinius

Born:
Born on October 28th, 1871

True Age:
149 years old

Age of Turning/Looks:
24 years old. November 15th, 1895

Joined Clan:
January 1st, 1991

Gender
Female

Sexuality
Pansexual. After living for many decades, she's come to learn that she simply finds "beings" attractive, seeing past gender or sex. Live and let live.



• A P P E A R A N C E •​

Height:
5'4

Build:
Slender

Hair:
Black

Eyes:
Hazel

Mods:
Just two stud earrings. And the tell-tale sign every vampire has. Two, faint puncture wounds on her neck.

Face Claim:
Yoon Sun Young



• P E R S O N A •​

Personality Summary:
Mizuki is a reserved woman at first, seeming to be a little stiff at the beginning when meeting someone for the first time. She is respectful and speaks eloquently, kindly. However, there is a natural fire inside of her that Elenora, a vampire who helped nourish her and care for her, sparked within her. As kind and as put together as she seems to be, she will not allow anyone to look down upon her and will call out someone else if they are being unjust or plainly cruel. She talks back, her words like a whip, and she can easily grow bitter. However, she will always apologize for any wrongs committed, and to this day...she's still trying to pay for sins from her past. But, besides constantly reprimanding herself and regretting her past, she's a girl with a lot of love and heart to give out.

Mizuki could be considered a superstitious woman, as she believes in there being a higher power, as well as the presence of spirits. She always believes there are eyes and ears out there watching one's every move, especially the celestial eye that watches over them all. The looks to the moon for guidance and prosperity, as the moon was the one thing that was a constant in her life. She could be considered whimsical or poetic, a pure romantic. She views the world in a rose-colored tint, seeing the beauty in everything thanks to her travels. Mizuki is always willing to try and learn news things, as she believes that true power comes from knowledge.

One could always see her curled up over her window nook reading a good book, or in her customized red room developing photographs. When she's not at work, she goes around the city's night life taking pictures of the absurd or unique for her own personal collection. She especially loves to take pictures of stray cats, even going as far as to lay out food for the local cats in her neighborhood. She always believed that vampires and felines weren't so different, and even found comfort in their presence. She carried around a red string in her pocket for good luck, as well as a charm in hopes she could find true love.

For those who she considers close or for those she loves, she has a warm and mother-like personality, always willing to extend a hand to those who have fallen. However, what comes around goes around, and the moment one acts unjustly...is the moment she sets her eyes on you and keeps her distance. If only looks could kill, right?

Virtues
Assertiveness, authenticity, caring, compassionate.

Vices
Anger, jealousy, self-doubt/anxiety (She has a nasty habit of picking at her fingers until raw when anxious).

Likes and Dislikes

♥Photography
♥ Art museums and underground art expositions
♥ Jazz
♥ Cats
♥ Warm baths
♥ Peonies
♥ A hot bowl of soup on a winter's day
♥ Watching the sunrise from a distance
♥ The smell of pine and rain
♥ People who wear their heart on their sleeves
♥ Romance novels
↪ Arrogant, egotistical people
↪ Unnecessary yelling
↪ An unforgiving attitude
↪ Wearing shoes
↪ When her tea grows cold after having forgotten it
↪ When someone opens the door to the red room without knocking, especially when she's developing photos that are light sensitive
↪ Ignorance



• H I S T O R Y •

History​
Life before they turned: Mizuki, or Hanako, came from a small Japanese village during Japan's Industrial Era. They were a family of five, where Mizuki was the eldest daughter and she helped her mother with chores around their home, while her father and brothers worked the lands to sell their produce to villages nearby. They were a happy, quaint family...until one night they took in an injured traveler inside their home. That traveler was the man who brought misfortune over Mizuki.

Life after they were turned: If asked what she had learned in her long life of being alive, what she had done...what she had seen...Mizuki...wouldn't necessarily be able to respond to that inquiry. She'd glance away or fumble over her words as she would try to come up with a believable story. But, in reality? She didn't remember. All she knew, was that after the night of her turning...she awoke surrounded by the bloodied bodies of her quaint little family, and it was their blood on her hands. After that, she blacked out. Roaming around the world for her next meal. Whether it be from the blood lust, whether it be because her mind simply could not process the horrors she had just committed...Her vision was hazy and distant, she was a lost soul. Lingering in dark forests for a weary traveler.

Until one morning, hiding away from the ardent touch of a ray of sun, picking at her skin anxiously...she met another vampire who took pity over her. She was a wise and well-traveled vampire, she was a Lucinius. She was easily able to overpower Mizuki, taking her back to her home where she spent months helping her regain consciousness. Her name was Elenora and Mizuki loved her as a mother. Teaching her English as a second language, as well as how to read and write. Table manners. Clothing etiquete. To hunt for animals, and to morally invest in human blood without harming them. She practically raised her for a handful of years, until Mizuki was able to see the world in color...and not just in a sickly red filter. Elenora never reported Mizuki for the potential lives lost by the vampire, thinking she had suffered enough.

Yet, sadly, it was one afternoon that Mizuki had gone hunting for rabbits...that she returned to an empty home, and has never again seen the vampire she now called: "mother". She padded over to the breakfast table and saw a pendant, proof to show the clan that she was one of them. But, Mizuki never cashed in that favor until 1991, New Year's. After she had spent decades looking for Elenora all over the world, as well as traveling to see the sights, the cultures, the food...that she did not ever remember seeing in her feral state. She wanted to be as well-traveled as the woman she looked up to, in hopes to one day help someone else in need. That was why she went in search for the Luicinius clan, to offer her services, maybe even pay her dues for the pain she brought upon the humans all those years ago. She truly believed in peaceful harmony with the humans, and hoped that one day they would stop looking to vampires as the scary stories they told they children as a way to behave. While hoping to find Elenora, her main focus was the clan and its needs.

Current life/role: She has moved to New York and finally settled down after years of traveling. And, she fell in love with the "city that never sleeps"...perfect for a vampire. She fell in love with the night life, with the music, the cultures, the diversity!

Elenora had introduced her to her one, true love...photography. The young vampire at the time could not believe her eyes when she first saw a moment in time having been captured over photo-sensitive material. At first, she swore that the vampire stole a part of her soul and it was now trapped within the frame. Elenora laughed with her, saying how silly she was...Mizuki smiled at the memory, as she now held a camera in her hands.

Elenora left behind many things for Mizuki, and one of them was her wealth. Mizuki spent time going to a human school, so that she could learn from them, as well as learn about their photography. She was now a Fashion Photographer by day, and a loyal clan member by night.




code by ditto (head empty go bonk)​


Birth Name: Hanako Yamazaki

Current Name: Mizuki Chiba (Meaning "moon", as she believes that all vampires are "children of the moon", thus she chose that name to honor the celestial mass. Her last name is of little to no importance to her, as it is a last name she was forced to create as it was a must for identification purposes).

Nicknames: She's not picky as to what people call her, she would respond to anything. However, the most common name she's heard whispered about her was "Tsuki" or "Mizu".

Clan: Lucinius Clan

Gender: Female

Date of Birth:

  • Born: Born on October 28th, 1871.
  • Age of Turning/Looks: 24 years old. November 15th, 1895
  • True Age: 149 years old.
  • Joined Lucinius Clan: January 1st, 1991.
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual. After living for many decades, she's come to learn that she simply finds "beings" attractive, seeing past gender or sex. Live and let live.

Personality:

Mizuki is a reserved woman at first, seeming to be a little stiff at the beginning when meeting someone for the first time. She is respectful and speaks eloquently, kindly. However, there is a natural fire inside of her that Elenora, a vampire who helped nourish her and care for her, sparked within her. As kind and as put together as she seems to be, she will not allow anyone to look down upon her and will call out someone else if they are being unjust or plainly cruel. She talks back, her words like a whip, and she can easily grow bitter. However, she will always apologize for any wrongs committed, and to this day...she's still trying to pay for sins from her past. But, besides constantly reprimanding herself and regretting her past, she's a girl with a lot of love and heart to give out.

Mizuki could be considered a superstitious woman, as she believes in there being a higher power, as well as the presence of spirits. She always believes there are eyes and ears out there watching one's every move, especially the celestial eye that watches over them all. The looks to the moon for guidance and prosperity, as the moon was the one thing that was a constant in her life. She could be considered whimsical or poetic, a pure romantic. She views the world in a rose-colored tint, seeing the beauty in everything thanks to her travels. Mizuki is always willing to try and learn news things, as she believes that true power comes from knowledge.

One could always see her curled up over her window nook reading a good book, or in her customized red room developing photographs. When she's not at work, she goes around the city's night life taking pictures of the absurd or unique for her own personal collection. She especially loves to take pictures of stray cats, even going as far as to lay out food for the local cats in her neighborhood. She always believed that vampires and felines weren't so different, and even found comfort in their presence. She carried around a red string in her pocket for good luck, as well as a charm in hopes she could find true love.

For those who she considers close or for those she loves, she has a warm and mother-like personality, always willing to extend a hand to those who have fallen. However, what comes around goes around, and the moment one acts unjustly...is the moment she sets her eyes on you and keeps her distance. If only looks could kill, right?

Virtues:

Assertiveness

Authenticity

Caring

Compassionate

Vices:

Anger

Jealousy

Self-doubt/Anxiety (She has a nasty habit of picking at her fingers until raw when anxious)

Likes:

Photography

Art museums and underground art expositions

Jazz

Cats

Warm baths

Peonies

A hot bowl of soup on a winter's day

Watching the sunrise from a distance

The smell of pine and rain

People who wear their heart on their sleeves

Romance novels


Dislikes:

Arrogant, egotistical people

Unnecessary yelling

An unforgiving attitude

Wearing shoes

When her tea grows cold after having forgotten it

When someone opens the door to the red room without knocking, especially when she's developing photos that are light sensitive

Ignorance

History:

Life before they turned: Mizuki, or Hanako, came from a small Japanese village during Japan's Industrial Era. They were a family of five, where Mizuki was the eldest daughter and she helped her mother with chores around their home, while her father and brothers worked the lands to sell their produce to villages nearby. They were a happy, quaint family...until one night they took in an injured traveler inside their home. That traveler was the man who brought misfortune over Mizuki.


Life after they were turned: If asked what she had learned in her long life of being alive, what she had done...what she had seen...Mizuki...wouldn't necessarily be able to respond to that inquiry. She'd glance away or fumble over her words as she would try to come up with a believable story. But, in reality? She didn't remember. All she knew, was that after the night of her turning...she awoke surrounded by the bloodied bodies of her quaint little family, and it was their blood on her hands. After that, she blacked out. Roaming around the world for her next meal. Whether it be from the blood lust, whether it be because her mind simply could not process the horrors she had just committed...Her vision was hazy and distant, she was a lost soul. Lingering in dark forests for a weary traveler.

Until one morning, hiding away from the ardent touch of a ray of sun, picking at her skin anxiously...she met another vampire who took pity over her. She was a wise and well-traveled vampire, she was a Lucinius. She was easily able to overpower Mizuki, taking her back to her home where she spent months helping her regain consciousness. Her name was Elenora and Mizuki loved her as a mother. Teaching her English as a second language, as well as how to read and write. Table manners. Clothing etiquete. To hunt for animals, and to morally invest in human blood without harming them. She practically raised her for a handful of years, until Mizuki was able to see the world in color...and not just in a sickly red filter. Elenora never reported Mizuki for the potential lives lost by the vampire, thinking she had suffered enough.

Yet, sadly, it was one afternoon that Mizuki had gone hunting for rabbits...that she returned to an empty home, and has never again seen the vampire she now called: "mother". She padded over to the breakfast table and saw a pendant, proof to show the clan that she was one of them. But, Mizuki never cashed in that favor until 1991, New Year's. After she had spent decades looking for Elenora all over the world, as well as traveling to see the sights, the cultures, the food...that she did not ever remember seeing in her feral state. She wanted to be as well-traveled as the woman she looked up to, in hopes to one day help someone else in need. That was why she went in search for the Luicinius clan, to offer her services, maybe even pay her dues for the pain she brought upon the humans all those years ago. She truly believed in peaceful harmony with the humans, and hoped that one day they would stop looking to vampires as the scary stories they told they children as a way to behave. While hoping to find Elenora, her main focus was the clan and its needs.


Current life/role: She has moved to New York and finally settled down after years of traveling. And, she fell in love with the "city that never sleeps"...perfect for a vampire. She fell in love with the night life, with the music, the cultures, the diversity!

Elenora had introduced her to her one, true love...photography. The young vampire at the time could not believe her eyes when she first saw a moment in time having been captured over photo-sensitive material. At first, she swore that the vampire stole a part of her soul and it was now trapped within the frame. Elenora laughed with her, saying how silly she was...Mizuki smiled at the memory, as she now held a camera in her hands.

Elenora left behind many things for Mizuki, and one of them was her wealth. Mizuki spent time going to a human school, so that she could learn from them, as well as learn about their photography. She was now a Fashion Photographer by day, and a loyal clan member by night.
 
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Birth Name: Alexandre Ancel

Nickname: Lex

Current Legal Name: Adrian Elton

Clan: Lucinius

Age: 305 years old / 25 years old in appearance

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Height: 6'2

Face Claim: Adrien Sahores




Personality:
Alexandre has always had a passion for learning. He's intellectual and enjoys learning new things in nearly any field. Over the years, he's easily read tens of thousands of books and he knows enough about most fields to easily pass board exams for most professions. He boasts a curious nature when it comes to knowledge and he's the type of person who likes to be thoroughly informed on a topic before attempting to speak on it. Ignorance is a pet peeve of his, especially when it comes from someone who thinks they know everything but don't have any sources to back it up. At times, the wealth of information stored in his brain can allow him to come off in a standoffish and condescending manner himself, but it typically isn't his intention. He may seem like a know-it-all, but it's really just because he does know quite a lot. What works in his favor, however, is how Lex tends to be more of a listener than a talker when it comes to intelligent conversation. He enjoys hearing people's opinions and prefers to take in what others have to say before speaking on something himself. Through this, in academic and professional settings, he often comes across as being somewhat reserved and quiet.

Socially, Lex certainly wouldn't fall into being deemed reserved and quiet. Over the years, he's taken on a bit of a self-serving persona. He's experienced over three hundred years worth of events and many things are just boring to him now. The air he gives off often eludes to being superior to people (humans, at least), and as if very little exists that can actually intrigue or impress him. He enjoys the finer things in life and appreciates the way that his clan has grown to garner a reputation involving money, power, and respect. While he knows that humans are weak compared to them regardless of what position they hold, his clan leader's claim to the “head vampire globally” title was something that he was proud of, simply because it confirmed it. It confirmed that they were powerful, but also that they were impeccably blending into society even while being in the public eye.

Despite being a classist with high standards, Lex has a pretty good sense of humor and within his clan, enjoys socializing, good conversation, and joking around. He tends to be defensive of his clan, regardless of their actions, if for no reason other than that it's a reflection of him if people can get away with criticizing them.
History:
Alexandre's life began in Paris, France in 1705. He was born into a family that fell into the middle class of the time, with his father working as a gunsmith and his mother tending to the household. Lex had two older sisters and three years after his birth, a younger brother joined their family. His childhood was nothing remarkable, though also not one that he had many complaints about. As the oldest son, Alexandre was favored by his parents over his sisters and was able to receive an education. He was naturally bright and managed to proceed to university, where he moved out of Paris to study medicine at the University of Brittany in Nantes.

Following the end of his academic career, Alexandre returned to Paris where he began working at Pitié-Salpêtrière Hospital, which mostly serviced poor women of Paris. It didn't necessarily service them in a medically beneficial way, though. For the most part, it acted more like a prison than a hospital. Prostitutes were held there, as well as women who had learning disabilities, physical disabilities, mental illnesses or misunderstood conditions such as epilepsy. The patients of the hospital were outcasts of society, essentially stowed away in the hospital to relieve the burden that society felt they pushed upon them. With that frame of mind for holding people, it was no wonder that the working conditions were far from ideal. The hospital was wildly overpopulated, invested with vermin, and received very little support from the monarchy that created it to help keep it running. Surprisingly, Lex actually enjoyed his time working there, and probably would have continued there for the rest of his career had one of his patients not turned him. She was brought in by the police force, with nearly a dozen men needing to restrain her just to get her in the doors. Lex had never seen anyone so rabid looking, and he was surprised that she had been brought in rather than just being killed off by them and tossed in some way that would make it look like an accident. They restrained her in the hospital in a manner that they believed to be sufficient and left. Alexandre was intrigued by her state of appearance, perplexed by what kind of illness, be it mental and/or physical, it might have been that was plaguing her to appear so barbaric.

The restraints proved to be useless against her supernatural strength, and once she and Lex were alone, she easily broke free, attacking him and sucking him nearly dry of blood. Alexandre has no recollection of the events that followed that, and can only recall his post-turning point after he had already fed upon human blood and passed the more savage initial state. The female who had attacked him had been a new member of the Lucinius Clan, who had inadvertently slipped out of the clan's reign during her first day and ended up in police custody. She returned with Alexandre, and that was the clan he associated with since.

The shift in species was drastic to say the least, but somehow, Alexandre adjusted to it fairly decently. The only complaint he has to this day is that he can't practice medicine any longer. No matter how controlled he considers himself to be, he knows that being in a hospital setting would just put too many people at risk. It's a shame, because he feels like it was his calling.
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  • name. Urian O'Harris
    current name. Uriel Lazarus
    nickname. Uri
    clan. Lucinius
    sexuality. info.
    gender. Male
    age. Turned: 25, Actual: 110
    birthdate. June 13, 1910
. code by LEVIATHAN.​
 
Basics
Birth name: Marabelle Withers
Government name: Reneé Watson
Nickname: Mara
Clan: Lucinius
Gender: Woman
January 17, 1872
Age: 26, physically | 148 years old
Sexuality: Heterosexual

Personality

Mara is an old soul, literally and figuratively. Her collected demeanor leaves her unphased by most things, at least on the surface. Known for her demure composition and mischievous smirk to balance it out, Mara comes across as quiet and sultry. There is a warmth about her thanks to her disarming appearance, but it doesn't overshadow the underlying frigidity that is present. At an above average height of 5'9, and barely breaking 130 pounds, she's quite tiny and unassuming. She also carries herself with enough class that she seems to err on the side of maintaining harmony rather than disrupting it. And while that is true to some extent, she moves as though her calmness stems not from peace, but from an awareness that she could wreck havoc if she really wanted to. As such, she is not unnecessarily verbose, though if you catch her in conversation about food (baking specifically), painting, or any of her other hobbies, that habit is likely to be broken.

Despite seeming a touch stoic and reserved, she is as human as she can be when she's around those she's close to. It is then that the frost behind her eyes melts, making that softness to her more genuine. She can be quite the prankster (and a pretty bad one at that), but only in the innocent way a child can. Though she's likely to fail, the craziest thing she might do is jump out with a "Boo!" if the moment is right, but she absolutely hates if the same energy is returned to her. She doesn't like being startled or being on the receiving end of a prank, namely because she's scary and gullible and therefore the perfect target for such jest.

Mara enjoys feeling needed, but doesn't aim for the spotlight. In fact, she prefers to stay out of it because she finds it more amusing that way. At home, it isn't unlike her to go out of her way for a clan member, but others know not to mistake her selfless deeds with a poor upholding of personal boundaries. In her mind, it doesn't take much to make her mad; no more than than any other person, that is. But it does take a lot to get any sort of rash reaction out of her. If she feels it coming on, she's likely to excuse herself so that she can bottle those feels in the comfort of her own company. That is a rare occurrence though. Most times, she's focused on creating some sort of enjoyment out of this endless life of hers. She typically finds that in quite simple and solitary activities, but she's not opposed to going out and being sociable. When engaged, even if it's with someone outside Lucinius, she can be quite conversational. Interacting with her is not nearly as off-putting as she might seem from across the room with a straight face and cold stare.

History

Mara was born on North Carolina's coast towards the end of Reconstruction on January 17, 1872. She was the fourth born out of what would end being nine children. The backdrop of virulent white supremacy and the turbulence of reintegration withstanding, her upbringing was a positive one. Growing up in what, at the time, was not only the largest city in the state, but also majority Black, certainly played a role. Her father and his brothers were among the numerous Black professionals, positioning them in Wilmington's growing middle class. In an odd juxtaposition, it was just as normal to her for there to be Black aldermans and Black-owned restaurants as it was for those very people and their businesses to be lynched or torched. She did know several people, even plenty in her own family, that still moved North, but Mara always figured she would remain home. She was twenty-one when she married, and by twenty-six was content being the mother to three.

While her life was privileged compared to many other Black people in the union, she never forgot her place. In fact, her last year as a human was riddled with anxiety and fear from the growing racial hostility. Just within the first two days of November in her last year, thousands of armed white men paraded through her neighborhood and every other Black one. Bullets flew into schools and homes, including her own; her church, family, and neighbors were attacked. So when her husband and several other Black men plans to purchase guns, she was only mildly unsettled as she still in what felt like a frozen state. Even still, that feeling was a moot emotion compared to how she felt when it became clear that no guns were being sold to any Black people. The day of the election, her family hid inside, though they weren't left with much of a choice since their ability to flee was completely blocked thanks to all of the entering and exiting roads of the city were blocked by Red Shirts. She, like many others, lost her family during the massacre. She was a couple of breaths and a noose away from being a casualty herself before she was rescued by what she now knows was a vampire.

The days following her being turned, she doesn't recall, and for that she's grateful. The next century didn't lend way to much reprieve, and she continued to have her fair share of loss and trauma, but she was determined to be more than a survivor. While she certainly had her hangups about this life of immortality she'd been granted, she managed to find some solace in her clan over the years. Becoming a part of the Lucinius clan left her bittersweet for several reasons, but over time, she grew to know them as her new family.

Appearance

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8d6b7d70282c9f98e1dbdd6f4afd617b.jpgBasics
  • Birth name: Amaria (ah-MEE-rah) Valerious
  • Current name: Selene Vulcan "My current name at the moment is Selene Vulcan, the humans can ask quite a lot of questions if you tell them your real name."
  • Nicknames: "I get called a lot of names, not quite sure whether I remember any. But I do remember being called a 'man-eater', 'soul-snatcher', and the list goes on; but that was only during my theatrical days, though I am not sure anyone would call me an angel."
  • Clan: Ventari
  • Gender: Female
  • Role: Leader of the Ventari Clan
  • DOB: "I think sometime in May, maybe the 21st? Honestly, when you have lived as long as me, you start to bury your birthday."
  • Age turned: 20 years old
  • Age Now: 1,999 years old
  • Sexual orientation: "I love who I love, but men seem to give me a rush, and not in the good way."
  • Hair Color: between a light and dark brown
  • Height: 5'6
  • Weight: 130
  • Build: Lean, with slight curves here and there
Likes:
  • children
  • swimming
  • music
  • sweet and savory foods
  • wine (she drinks it as if her life depends on it)
  • weapons, daggers being her favorite
Dislikes:
  • men (for a while)
  • violence
  • abuse
  • people who can't hold their liquor
  • liars

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Selene is what you call the iron women. She is strong, confident in the way she thinks and looks, dauntless, and stubborn. Selene carries herself with so much poise and graces, it's almost as if she was a living breathing angel but she's not. Selene's personality is a cold, tough, calculating, and a merciful person who loves to watch her victims tremble before her; especially men. Selene used to feel guilty due to this, though she could never help it. Selene calculates her every move and the moves of her victims, whether in battle or just sitting and having a conversation. She has the mind of a hunter/killer and any wrong move the person makes, sets her off. The reason behind her being so calculating is due to the fact that as she roamed the earth for as long as she has lived, she has studied the nature of why people, not only humans, behave the way that they do and what their motives are. Selene is possibly the best when it comes to reading people and understanding why they did what they did, and whether they have something up their sleeves or not. That is why she is possibly seen fit to lead her clan and keep the balance between the clans. Selene has always had a troubled past with her romantic life, and when she was turned, it flipped the switch and made her into something that she is not. This is why people who have known her for a while, know that she is theatrical when it comes to romance and if something didn't go her way, she would hunt down her prey and make them feel what she felt. Selene is also a very blunt person and says what it exactly on her mind, whether people like it or not. She believes that lies only make situations even worse, which is why she is very honest with anyone she comes across. People may not like it, but they'll just have to deal with it. Selene doesn't tolerate rudeness and wouldn't do it to others, she believes in respect and if she doesn't get that from someone then it creates a problem. Selene has especially created a tolerance towards humans and their nasty ways, but also have created a tolerance towards the vampire community. She has struggled with both sides, a side that used to hate her, and a side that turned her into something that she feared and lost everything that she loved. Selene wasn't always this way, she was oftentimes the polite and innocent looking girl in everyone's eyes, though that meant she was always taken advantage of. Which is why when she was turned, she decided to create a wall where she would not let anyone in to see her emotions and kept everyone out. Selene is possibly the most feared female during her time and now.

History
Selene was born in 21 AD to Adrian Valerious and Amara Valerious in Romania. Selene's mother died while giving birth to Selene, who was born as Amaria Valerious and soon later after her death and rebirth, got the name of Selene Vulcan. Her father was so deeply in love with Amara that he decided to name their only daughter after the only woman he ever loved. Selene grew up with just her and her father, though he was always busy because he was involved in politics and foreign trade during the time. Everyone knew he was a workaholic, and they knew that after his wife's death, in order to not think about death. After Selene had turned one year old, her father became more absent from her life. Selene was basically raised by the nurses, for the most part, until she became a bit older when she became all by her lonesome. Selene was seen as fair, and had eligible suitors who wished to wed her, but it was only due to the fact that her father was a wealthy and powerful man during the time, and anyone who was associated with him was given some sort of authoritative position.

Selene grew distant from her father and she felt as though she never really had anyone to confide in, so she remained quiet. Any mention of her mothers name was always an argument between her and her father which never ended nicely. She knew he was still hurting, but she felt as though he just hated the sight of her because she reminded him of his late wife. This is why this next event in her life makes her think that her father tried to get rid of her. Selene was shown by men from all over, though she would try to make an excuse as to why she didn't want to court them or marry them. Until one day, a man by the name of Maximus came and stole her heart. She thought this was her true love, and after spending quite some time with him, she decided to accept his married proposal. Though after she had married him and he secured half, if not all her wealth after the death of her father a few months shortly after the wedding by an unexpected death, Maximus treated her terribly. Selene was verbally and physically abused by him; he filled their relationship with lies and manipulation. Selene found herself in a constant battle with herself and was seen as less then the woman that she was. During the time, women didn't have a say in anything, nor was divorce seen as a good thing. Nobody ever talked about it, and her mother Selene was seen as less then what she is, and found herself afraid to leave her new husband. Selene was going to run away one night, but she knew that she wouldn't be able to do so, she was fearful because now she was pregnant with his child. Those nine months were terrible and Maximus brought all kinds of women around. Selene felt hurt and betrayed and she began to grow a sort of hatred that she had never felt before.

e38467fb3db03ac49f4f61d5da4a68f3.jpgOne night, Maximus had been drinking with his friends when he came into the bedroom drunk and angry. He began to threaten Selene that she had to give him a son, it was the only thing that she could do since she was useless in other ways. When the servants found her, they saw that she was bleeding and one thing led to another and she lost the babe. Selene fell into a state of depression and hatred towards Maximus. Though Maximus didn't seem to care since the babe was a girl. That night Selene went to a cliff nearby and wanted to end it all, she didn't feel as though it was worth it, and before she could end it all. She was stopped by a man who looked like her father, though he was different and the vibe she was getting from him was way off. He charged at Selene and took a huge bite of her, on her neck. Selene did die that night, and at the hand of her father, who she thought was her father. When she woke, she was elsewhere and found that the man who did turn her was not her father, but her father's brother, who had been very distant and his reasons for that were understandable. When Selene was rebirthed into her new life, her judgment and emotions were clouded. As she tried to wrap her head around everything, she found that she was alone in this world, her child died, her husband abused her and now all she craved was blood. Selene was very unstable when she was first turned and went over to where she used to live and slaughtered her husband cold and everyone in that house. Selene was diabolical, ruthless and a cold monster. Her rampages were a result of her thirst for blood and vengeance on all who hurt her.

3c6ed234b7d688569523c9e88fd7be4c.gifHer sire spent many years calming, and molding her to who she is now. Selene wandered this earth with her sire by her side until the two of them went their separate ways. Selene met many people during her travels and saved many from hard times, and even sired a few people who have given their loyalty and servitude to her. It wasn't until the 1700s that she made New York her home; creating an empire for herself in both business and clan. Selene's clan is the Ventari and she is the leader of that group, keeping the peace between humans and vampires, as well as being the mediator. Selene has come to creating the most respected clan that plays their cards right. Selene has kept a watch of every clan and is usually one step ahead of an arising problem, and some say she even has eyes and ears everywhere, making her the most cautious and calculating, maybe even tactful leader the clans have ever seen. Selene continues to watch over her clan and the others around her, making sure that the peace is not disturbed between the two worlds. How has she come to playing the mediator clan between the humans and the vampires, she does not know. But what she does know is that she can't tolerate violence when there is no reason for it, nor does she tolerate lies, and liars in her book deserve to suffer the consequences.
 
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Ojore Kante

Birth Name:
Ojore Kante

Government Name:
Deon Williams

Clan:
Abarra

Gender:
Male

DOB:
June 14th

Age when turned:
29

True age:
1718

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Height:
6'3

Personality:
Ojore is a leader by nature. He is confident, responsible, reliable, and courageous. He’s the kind of man who does well at masking any fear that he might feel, and in his credit, there are very few things that can intimidate him anyway. He has looked death in the eye more than once without flinching, and he has killed many a man without a lick of remorse following him. He prides himself in being able to take care of himself, and his clan, on his own. It gets him into trouble sometimes; he strongly dislikes having to ask for help, admitting to having any flaws or weaknesses, or recognizing when he’s taking too much onto his plate, but he wouldn’t have it any other way. He thrives when he feels in control and powerful and the concept of not being able to maintain himself and his clan is a major fear of his. To him, the concept of vulnerability is sinful—a true assault on his pride and manhood. With all of that being said though, one might be surprised to find that Ojore is quite easy to get along with. His ego isn’t something that’s overbearing or startlingly obvious on the surface level. He’s humorous and loves playing around and keeping the mood light most of the time. He appreciates positive energy and works hard to ensure that his family and friends don’t have to worry a lot about things, at least not in his presence.

His tendency is to keep the peace among his clan members, ensure that they’re all safe and taken care of, and worry about the troubles behind closed doors. To an extent, it’s probably unfair of him to assume the role of nearly a parental figure to vampires who he does truly view as being capable equals. He’s just protective, and it’s related to one of his biggest fears—losing the people that he feels are his family. With an alpha male persona, you probably won’t catch Ojore shedding a tear or biting his nails in angst in the corner, but if he were to admit a fear, it would be just that. He loves his fellow clan members more than he’d care to admit in words, and the thought of losing any of them, nonetheless all of them, is frightening to him. He’s not sure if he would be able to make it on his own again. Sure, he’s independent in terms of taking care of himself, but right now, he’s doing it for a purpose—taking care of himself to ensure that the others are always taken care of. Loneliness is an old friend that he hopes to keep locked away for the rest of eternity, and so it makes sense that he takes threats against his clan very seriously.

Some may see him as being overprotective, stubborn, and too domineering for their tastes, but Ojore wouldn’t be wrong in guessing that the majority of people typically don’t see him in such a bad light. Perfect? Not quite. A friendly dude who likes to surround himself with positive energy, will kill for his family, and isn’t judging others for their sins when he’s a sinner too, is probably closer to his image.

History:
Nearly two thousand years ago, Ojore was born in what is today known as Libya. His parents weren't the rulers of the Garamantes Kingdom, but close to the King and Queen, diligently serving them for years. What very few people knew, though, was that the Queen of the kingdom was infertile, struggling to conceive a child for many years. When she found out that her subordinate was pregnant, she devised a plan to kidnap the child once he was born. With the King on board, Ojore's father was brutally murdered and his mother held prisoner until she gave birth, after which she was murdered as well.

Ojore was raised as royalty, believing himself to be the rightful future heir to the Garamantes throne. His childhood was nothing short of lavish, and he was treated just as one would expect a prince to be treated. His father succumbed suddenly to illness when Ojore was 28. He was set to take over the kingdom's throne, but days before the ceremony, he went missing. He was kidnapped by members of a neighboring kingdom, the start of a war that would last only a few weeks as the Garamantes people decimated the neighboring kingdom brutally. However, their King-to-be was nowhere to be found. He had been accidentally caught in the crossfire during the pillaging of the villaige, and the young Garamantes warrior who realized the mistake had quietly dragged the body of Ojore out into a thick brush area neighboring the village. He hoped that either no one would find the body, or that once it was discovered, the Garamantes people would only assume that the kidnappers had murdered him once the battle began.

Sadly, Ojore was all of forgotten within months, as a member of his community saw it as an opportunity to overthrow his family's rule and take over the kingdom for himself. Ojore was assumed to be dead by that point anyway, but he wasn't. He had nearly bled to death that day, being saved only by a drifter vampire. The male belonged to no clan, a rogue vampire that refused to conform to rules and standards of groups. Why he turned Ojore is a mystery to Ojore himself, but after Ojore fully transitioned past his feral state, the male disappeared, never to be seen again.

Ojore spent a couple of centuries alone. He was terrified of himself, feeling like an outsider to the human world, and a danger to himself and others. He roamed the earth alone, nearly sinking into his own state of savagery as he grew more and more distressed on his own. He eventually broke out of his depression after stumbling upon The Kingdom of Ghana and finding his place in the flourishing gold trade that was occurring there during that time. He found himself integrating back into the human world just enough to find himself, ground himself, and embrace his new self. He spent just over a decade there before moving on, a pattern that would follow him for a couple more centuries until he happened upon the Abarra Clan. Finding vampires felt like finding a family, something he had been craving for centuries. He joined them and hasn't left since, finding that family was all that he needed to fulfill the void that had followed him since being turned. His years following joining the clan were filled with excitement. He's grown into a jack of all trades, having lived lives as hundreds of different professionals, lovers, and friends over the years. He currently acts as head of the Abarra Clan in New York, while running the largest drug ring in the country.

Face claim:
Lee Barney

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Jack King

Birth Name:
John Kingsley

Government Name:
John King

Nickname:
Jack

Clan:
Lucinius

Gender:
Male

DOB:
May 9th

Age when turned:
35

True age:
266

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Personality:
Marcos embodied the spirit of the Lucinius clan. He was noble, honest, respectable, trustworthy, and good-willed. Jack is... kind of like that. He likes to think so, at least. In terms of the Lucinius reputation, he lives up to being loyal to his clan, ready to stand and defend those that he calls family. He's clever and inventive, and never lost the youthful wit that kept him alive during his troubled childhood. He is confident, resourceful, and can easily put on an approachable and friendly demeanor when he wants to, even if its disingenuous. Unlike Marcos though, Jack doesn't see everyone as being useful or equal. He can be dismissive of ideas (or people) that are worthless to him, and his temper typically runs shorter than it should.

While he doesn't lack intelligence IQ wise, Jack was never a textbook or game plan kind of guy. He was always more impulsive, preferring to solve problems with his hands than his brain. Growing up, he never received any sort of formal education and any work he ever did was manual labor. He always prided himself in being physically fit and has since become accustomed to strength in all senses coming down to physical strength. His role within his clan is usually "the muscle". He couldn't really exert that true power while Marcos was around, but now that the rule book is changing, he's ready to let anyone and everyone know that if you mess with one of his, you're going to pay -- likely with your life.

History:
Jack spent his youth in his home nation of England, a country of which he couldn't have fewer positive things to say about it. He was born to a prostitute and lived a story that was all too common for London's impoverished children at the time. His childhood was spent bouncing between the streets and working houses, literally just barely surviving. The world didn't have a place for children in his position, and they were left to fend for themselves. Jack was either going to die or survive, and to survive, he had to do what he had to do to make it. That meant adopting a criminal's way of life but considering he knew nothing else, it was simply the way of life for him. He grew into a crafty boy, one with a strong wit about him and he's proud to this day to state that it took nineteen years for him to ever be caught by the law for the many violations he committed over the years. His young adult years were spent in and out of jail, often only for petty crimes such as theft. When he was in his early twenties, he was one of thousands of convicts that were put upon board ships and sent to Britain's colony in Australia. He did two years' of time in a jail there before being released, and joining the settlers there.

With opportunities to work legitimately that he didn't have in England, Jack assimilated surprisingly well into normal society. He took up work as a farmer, proved himself to be useful to the community, and lived a simple, yet content life. His "vampire story" came to be as a result of attempting to protect his boss's livestock. For weeks, it was almost a daily occurrence that come morning, they would find that some of the cattle had been attacked by some sort of animal. Jack volunteered to play night guard one night when they finally had enough of it, and lo and behold, the bullet that rattled off from the tip of his shotgun did nothing against the "animal" that had been terrorizing their farm. The female vampire who had been feasting off of the animals turned Jack, but offered little direction to him after a few days. She was a loner vampire, associated with no clan, and eventually left him to be the same. Jack was a wanderer for a few decades before coming across a segment of the Lucinius clan in Brazil. He joined the clan at that point, but found his spot in the New York segment about 150 years ago.

Face claim:
Chris Hemsworth

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Dorothea Aven

Birth Name:
Dorothea Aven

Government Name:
Dorothy Louis

Nickname:
Dory

Clan:
Lucinius

Gender:
Female

DOB:
November 19th

Age when turned:
Late 20s

True age:
1110

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Personality:
On the outside, Dory is known to be cold, reserved, and blunt. She is independent, strong, and refuses to tolerate disrespect from anyone. She feels like this front is necessary for survival and to garner respect, as she has enough experience to see where weakness lands women. To her family, Dory is much softer than she lets on. She tends to take on a maternal role and has strongly protective instincts. (editing)

History:
Dory was born in what is modern day Sweden, into the Jarl class. Their society was divided into three classes, with Jarls being the aristocrats and the most well off. Her clan was a viking clan, and the associated culture was one that they lived by. Now, unlike many modern interpretations of the culture, the Vikings weren't as barbaric and savage as they're depicted... at least by Dory's account. Within their own society, they recognized how to behave properly. The loophole in their behavior and ethics was based on religion. While it would have been considered dishonorable to kill unarmed civilians within their society and take their possessions as the Vikings did, it wasn't dishonorable when they were doing that to Christian societies, such as those in Britain. As they saw it, these civilians were merely obstacles to the acquisition of wealth. It wasn't the vikings' fault that their Christian god wasn't powerful enough to defend his own people.

Life was quite pleasant for the most part. Dory married a nobleman in her society and bore four children by the time she was twenty-eight. That "quite pleasant" life only came to a crashing halt when her village was invaded by a rival clan who was seeking vengeance. The vast bloodshed that occurred that night must have attracted the vampires that lurked within their midst, and it ended in Dory being spared death, but stolen from life too. She was turned and became a part of the Lucinius clan, where she has remained since. The clan has become her family, and she sees them as such. She grew quite close to Marcos, who served as her "father" figure in this human lifespan story line that they have going, so his death has understandably affected her strongly. Additionally, she has been dating Jack for quite a while, leaving them essentially married, though not legally so in this human lifespan.

Face claim:
Margot Robbie

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The Basics
Birth name: Raeni
Current government name: Angelique Joseph
Goes by: Angel, Angelina
True age: 481 years old
Appearing age: 30 years old
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Clan: Abarra​

Personality
Personality: Angelina is known for her hard and abrasive exterior. She isn't kind, warm, or quite frankly, even polite. She speaks her mind, doesn't back down when she thinks that she's in the right, and doesn't mind being the only person on a side of an argument. She's had an independent mindset since childhood, and she detests the idea of relying on anyone. It's helpful in some ways, as it has allowed her to become self-sufficient in terms of survival and protection, but it also creates some roadblocks because throughout her many lifetimes, she's come to realize that she doesn't like relying on herself for everything. At least not for companionship. Her mind isn't always a great place to live in, and she does need social interaction more than she cares to admit, so even if it often seems like she wants nothing to do with others, she does value her clan and the companionship that they provide her with.

Some people may see Angel as being a bully, and maybe in some cases, she is. She can cross lines when she's angry, hurling insults and unkind words like they're meaningless. She struggles with holding back her anger, and that tends to be the emotion that's easiest for her to display, which doesn't leave her looking the best image-wise. However, for the most part, Angelina just keeps to herself. She doesn't start fights with strangers, and prefers to mind her own business. If someone starts a fight with her, she's more than happy to finish it for them, but she doesn't go out of her way looking for enemies or trouble.

She sees loyalty and respect as basic traits that anyone near her needs to have, and likewise, she's quite loyal to her clan. She's not one to really give a damn about inter-clan politics, but that doesn't mean that she won't cut a bitch for insulting someone in her clan. She struggles with forgiveness, as her trust is fragile enough that once it's broken, it's broken for good. While a lot of her traits suggest that she's aggressive towards the outside world, at the end of the day, it's all really more detrimental to herself than it is to others.

History​
Human history: Angelina was born under the name Raeni in 1539 in the Caribbean. Her mother was half Arawak, and half West African, with heritage linked to the early colonization of Jamaica, and her father was of west European descent, having arrived on the island during Portuguese colonization. She never knew her father, and was raised solely by her mother and her mother's family, who managed to escape the exportation of many of the other native people on the island by fleeing inland, to more dense terrain. She was a rebellious child, though kind-spirited, and she was hard to keep a handle on. She refused to get married during her teen years and instead, ran away from home. She was subsequently captured by the colonizers within a few weeks, and enslaved. Even under Portuguese rule, the island wasn't as colonized as it would be in less than a century, when it would be overrun with western Europeans exploiting the sugar resources, but Raeni was still made of use by tending to the colonizers' families and homes. Her rebellious nature never left her, though, and she eventually escaped. Around ten years had passed by then, and though she searched for her family inland, she was never able to relocate them. Perhaps it was better off that she never found out that they had been killed for no reason other than sport when they had ventured back coastally in search of her, a few days after she disappeared. Angel spent a few years living on her own, hiding in what was nothing less than a hermit-like lifestyle, before being attacked one night in her sleep, and turned into a vampire.

Post-human history: The vampire that had attacked her had been rogue, living outside of the traditional clans and violating normal order of society. The first few days of her life as a vampire no longer reside within her memory, but they were chaotic and tumultuous. She had no one there to reign her in or explain to her what was going on, and for a few days, her mind was no longer hers. It was that of a monster's--a blood thirsty monster. The number of human lives that were lost during her few weeks as a vampire easily surmount into the double digits, and "coincidentally", she didn't consume a drop of native blood. Eventually Angel left her home island and ended up living in South America with a group of vampires. They weren't a clan, but more-so an organized group of vampires who didn't want to be tied down to any organizational system. They resided together and acted as companions, but there was no governing body or leader that anyone had to answer to. She spent some of her best years there, only deciding that maybe she did need something more structured after witnessing one of her friends viciously murder an entire family, children included, despite having finished feeding after the first. She was approached by the Lucinius clan a few years after that, and joined their sect in South America, where she acted as an agent that traveled globally to hunt down rogue vampires and destroy them. She felt like she was doing good work--that she was helping the world. Not humans specifically, but everyone. Humans had caused her much grief and suffering when she was one too, but still... she had enough of a soul left to know that there was no need for vampires to be so brutal and horrific to innocent ones. Her job here gave her a purpose, and she enjoyed it for a century or so.

Her leave from the clan was abrupt and on bad terms. She had been sent on a mission to locate and kill a vampire that had been deemed rogue, but just before going through with it, she realized that the vampire was not, in fact, rogue, and was a member of a rival clan. She didn't complete the mission and instead returned back to home base, where she learned that many of the kills she had made hadn't been of legitimate rogues, and just of vampires who joined rival clans over Lucinius. They were hunting down the competition in order to strengthen themselves, and here Angel was, an unknowing accomplice in it all. She ended up joining the clan of the vampire she had been sent to kill on that last mission, and has been a part of the Abarra clan ever since. She currently works in the underground world of crime, though this time, human crime, where she's easily the best assassin that the city has for hire.

Appearance
Face claim: Jurnee Smollett
Height: 6'2
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown​
 
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Basics
Birth name: Khalil "Kelly" Surname
Current name (if different from birth name): Eric Gest
Nicknames: Kel(s)
Clan: Abarra
Gender
DOB: 1596
Age: 22 when turned | 424 years old

Personality:

In general, Khalil is likable. Can be likable, depending on who you ask. Even those who view him in favor would probably have a few suggestions for character improvement. In his own eyes, he's quite reasonable and rarely, if ever, unjust. He doesn't accept fault for just about anything. That's not to say he's avoidant or deflective across the board. He can accept responsibility fairly well. It's not to even say he's above lying, because he will lie without remorse, but when it comes to feeling useful, he has no problem with having that sense of responsibility. In fact, he does desire to feel in charge of something if for no other reason than to not feel burdensome. Of course, this seems a stretch of a theory considering his intentionally burdensome behavior. Even still, if he's doing something for the people he cares about, he will take it to heart and want to not let them down. ....But if something does go wrong, then it's probably because of something out of his control. Even if, yes, he could have stopped said thing from falling through. Still, he takes most anything on the chin. This can also be a pain point in his character because he pretty much always seems unmoved by other people's criticism of him—and that's how he takes things, as a criticism of him. He's mastered his deflective skills enough to know that people's problems or criticisms of him (even if they aren't criticisms of him) are merely reflections of their own issues with themselves. If he's being chewed out because he was (knowingly) being rambunctious and stupid, provided a nerve isn't struck, he'll appear as though he's hardly listening. If the conversation is particularly boring, he'll just walk away.

None of this makes him sound very endearing, but he's nowhere near as bad as he used to be. There is a reason he draws up conflict where there is none, or chooses not to intervene when doing so could prevent something bad from happening. At its core, it's really about him and wanting to feel at the center of things. He wants to be able to prove to himself that he has complete control of situations, so much that he can destroy them and be unmoved, because in truth he feels quite the opposite. His deflective, agent of chaos persona is a little more than skin deep, but it's not who he is down to his core. In his first life, he was known for being bold and daring; selfless to the point of self-centeredness. His intentions aren't always as malice as they seem; he just feels the need to constantly test things and push things. He's fully capable of showing remorse for his actions, and while Hell will probably freeze over before the words "I'm sorry. I was wrong" leave his mouth, his shows his repentance through his actions. He has a bloodlust for winning just as much as he does for actual blood. In his most evolved state, he is determined and has the perseverance of a desert plant. A lot of times, this is where his intentions can be misconstrued because he's so set in his ways, in his determination to see the end result, that he'll take things too far and create a mess. This is why he's convinced people are just projecting their inner issues onto him.

Destruction and much needed empathy training aside, Khalil is actually not a bad person (!!!). His external demeanor is much more suave and collected than his tendencies would suggest. He doesn't really want things to just be a shit fest. He just wants to be able to do whatever the hell he feels like, when he feels like it, and be able to go about his day and have a good time. It's really not his fault that everyone is determined to prevent him from having some fun. The discrepancy between his external appearance and his actions makes him a bit of a loose cannon. This more personable demeanor is only a very recent invention that could not have come without years of working at it. But it didn't address his actual issues. He can be having a conversation, appearing completing normal, but is secretly seething inside. So of course when he finally does explode, he seems wild and unpredictable.

History

Khalil was born in the highlands at the turn of the 17th century in Veracruz, Mexico. Like his parents before him, he grew up in a quaint maroon colony. Living off the land, agriculture was the way of life, and things were supplemented with raids on caravans en route to Mexico City. Ironically, the very thing that supported him was what fueled what would eventually lead to his death. The Spanish colonizers were not pleased with these raids, let alone the independence of his people that included several escaped slaves. And so his way of life was largely disrupted, and his childhood cut short by today's standards, when he was barely a teenager. He spent all of his adolescence fighting for his town, but he never looked back on being a child of war. His discomfort came in shame in his death, which he viewed as a failure. He never got to see what became of his town, made only the more heartbreaking because they finally got their independence the year he was killed from battle. He would have died on the battle field had he not been discovered by his own and taken in to be tended to. The time after that was blurry then, and even moreso after several centuries have passed. He knew he was getting worse instead of better, and so additional help was sought, and that was when things turned bloody. He didn't know how he survived such close brushes with death back to back, but the time right after being turned didn't leave much window for figuring it out.

After his feral state had subsided, he was still wild and angry. At that time and place in the world, there weren't many places for someone like him to escape to—not that escape was something readily on his mind then. He was only interested in one thing, and he roamed unfiltered and uncontrolled for several decades, eventually choosing to be that way instead of succumbing to new desires. Throughout his 'life' as a vampire, he was primarily solitary, but ebbed in and out of small groups of rogue vampires. Clan was far too much a reach in describing what it was; it was more like a pit stop of company. By the 20th century, he was in the United States. It was here that he ran into a fellow vampire and was recruited into the Abarra clan.

Appearance

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    lynette carver


    name.
    lynette carver

    nickname.
    lynn

    clan.
    ventari clan

    gender.
    cisgender female

    d.o.b
    september 2nd, 1943

    zodiac.
    virgo

    actual age.
    77 years old

    age turned.
    23 years old

    sexual orientation.
    heterosexual




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