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[color=ed145b][h1]~"Oh my.  Aren't you the adorable one."~[/h1][/color]

Name: Rebecca Selie Valentine
 
Nickname: Mistress (that's what her [i]little darlings[/i] call her), Becky (Seriously, don't call her this)

Age: Unknown (She was eighteen at least when she was turned, sometime during the Renaissance)

Gender: Female (obviously)

Powers:

[h3]~Glamour~[/h3] One of Rebecca's innate abilities is to conjure forth images that are pleasing to the eye, often provoking feelings of wonder, joy, love, and a sense of warmth and comfort

[h3]~Allurement~[/h3] With just a simple look into her eyes or a batting of her eyelashes, a soft smirk included, Rebecca can gain control of someone and lure them to her subconciously.  Of course, it's only effective if the intended target is of weak will, but she is rather persistent in her...endeavors.

[h3]~Manipulation~[/h3] One of her more sinister devices, Rebecca's well known to be a master-manipulator, able to sway the thoughts and actions of those around her to fit her own needs and desires, whether through physical or mental prodding.  Even, she has the ability to invade the dreams of her intended victims while they sleep and tamper with them, further corrupting their minds until they are under her control

[h3]~Shape-Shifting~[/h3] As with most Nosferatu, Rebecca has the ability to change shape into almost anything.  Her most common alternate-form is of a [url=http://www.thedailymash.co.uk/images/stories/blackcat250.jpg]black cat[/url], but she can also form into a bat (naturally) or a cloud of dark mist.  There is also the matter of her [url=http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/110/a/f/witchblade_by_ld_polarization-d3j7a0b.png]true vampiric form[/url]

Skills: Rebecca's particular skills have mostly come from her staving off her boredom for the last few hundred years, taking up menial hobbies and whatnot to entertain her.  She is an avid poet and novelist, fluent with her words and has had a few of her books published in secret under a pen name [i]Vaelerie DuMare[/i], mostly horror and gothic romance novels.  One of her books was even adapted into a manga recently ([s]a yuri manga[/s]).  She is also rather proficient in horseback riding and surprisingly, fencing, a sport she enjoys quite a bit for the rush she feels from it, plus she is quite the swordswoman.  Not exactly a musical virtuoso, there have been times she's fiddled around with a violin or a piano, and is rather talented with both instruments.
 
Hobbies: [color=ed145b]~"Let's see.  I believe I've already said I enjoy fencing and horseback riding and quite a few other things.  Ah, but there is reading classical literature from all across the world, mostly Shakespeare, but I do adore the Greek Tragedies of Sophocles and Euripides, and of course the lovely poetry of Sappho.  That reminds me, could chasing after adorable girls be considered a hobby?"~[/color]

No Rebecca...it cannot. *facepalm*

[color=ed1c24]"Can someone just stake her through the heart already?!" D:<[/color]

You shut up! <.<

Personality: Charming and elegant, a very courtesan attitude, she could woo you with just a few simple words or with just a look of her eyes. She cares for others and does what's necessary to help those in need, but when angered, her personality shifts and she becomes cold, relentless, and violent. Unlike some, Rebecca only pines for the simpler things of life. From day to day, she preoccupies herself with hobbies such as reading classic literature, listening to music, playing violin and piano, painting, etc., etc. It's become apparent to some that she enjoys the company of women more than men, possibly even a physical attraction to them. Though she is also sociable with men, she has a particular disdain for some, especially if they take advantage of a woman in any way or are cruel to them.

Background:
[hider=Be warned.  It is rather a tale of woe]House Valentine was once the most prominent of families in the Venetian Aristocracy. Baron Renault, Rebecca's father, was a wealthy landowner and a considerably generous philanthropist. He later fell in love with Marianne, a beautiful and famous actress and opera singer, and married, where upon later they had a daughter, Rebecca. Twas thanks to her mother that Rebecca was raised in an environment steeped in music and the arts. She loved to hear her mother sing and enjoyed watching her plays and her concerts with her father. She even dreamed once of becoming an actress just like her mother, to be adored and talented as she was...but sadly her dreams were cut short. One considerably dark and cloudy night, a stranger clad in black and wearing a mask visited her family's home, and with him....he brought unspeakable horrors. 

He was tame at first, rather charming to Rebecca, but his advances upon her and her mother became unsettling. Renault soon took notice and kindly, yet firmly he asked the man to leave. He did not.... Instead, the man revealed himself to be a creature of the damned. He murdered Rebecca's family right before her waking eyes, tearing them to pieces with his bare hands and lapping their blood off the floor. Then, he turned towards Rebecca, a savage gleam in his wicked red eyes. She tried to run away, far into the darkness of the forest surrounding her family's lavish abode, but he was too quick for her. Soon he caught her and pinned her to the ground ripping away her dress and defiling her once pure essence with his malice. Once the vile act was committed, the creature took her limp and lifeless body, tied stones to her ankles, and tossed her into a lake, never to be seen again... 

Tales of his massacre would spread like wildfire, but the killer's identity would never be known....except by one. 

Years past since that horrific night, a lowly fisherman out on his evening stroll discovered the woman's body after his hook snagged onto her. He pulled the seemingly dead woman out of the lake, but right as the full, crimson moon shined upon her corpse, Rebecca sprung to life instantly and attacked the man, draining him until he was nothing but a dried husk. She fled back to her home, only to find it in ruins, every last ounce of her family legacy gone in ashes. An anger surged within her as she looked to the charred remains of her family's mansion, her eyes becoming dark as the ash that surrounded her. Rebecca could see him again, his vile smirk, his despicable eyes leering with bloodlust. But worse....she had become just like him...a creature of the undead...a Vampire. From that day forward, she swore vengeance upon him killing her family, destroying her home...and turning her into a monster.

Eventually, she caught up to the vampire and slayed him in cold blood, but by that time, the damage was already done.  Her family gone, her house ruined, and her old life now in shambles, Rebecca soon turned towards her new life as a vampire, and ever so slowly, she embraced it.  For several years, she's traveled about the world, immortality being the blessing it was, and seduced many a beautiful maiden to their imminent demise at her fangs.  She steeped herself in not only practical knowledge such as mathematics, science, and philosophy, but also in the languages and cultures of the many places she had visited.   Nevertheless, she kept her true identity as a Nosferatu hidden from the outside world, only indulging her savage bloodlust out of need for survival. The few who knew what she was were only those closest to her, be it a friend or a lover, and some willingly allowed Rebecca to feed from them.

Now in the modern era, she's set her sights upon Orean Cause and it's many [i]decadent delights[/i], and soon...she intends to have them all as her lovely servants.[/hider]
 
 
Optional: 

[color=ed1c24]"Jeez Carmilla Karnstein, you're gayer than I am." <.<[/color]

[color=ed145b]~"Jealous sweetie?  Ah and what lovely taste you have in reading, my dear."~[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Ugh!  Shut the fuck up you!  At least I ain't gotta force some chick to love me like you, frickin' yandere!" <.<[/color]

[color=ed145b]~"Mmm yes, but then again, you barely have the strength to admit your feelings to a cute girl, let alone speak to one without becoming a bumbling mess."~[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"THAT'S IT YA BITCH!  I'M ABOUT TO GO FULL BLOWN HELLSING ON YOUR ASS!!"[/color]

[color=ed145b]~"Oooh would that be Van Helsing?  You impress me a lot, you sweet, sassy thing you."~[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Ugh....Fucking fucksticks!!"[/color]

Ladies, save it for the IC.  Plenty of catfights to go around there <.<

Theme songs:
(To be determined...later) 

Clubs:
-Literature & Poetry Club
-Art Club
-Fencing Club
-Riding Club
-Orean Cause Swim Team (just an excuse really <.<)
-Music Club

Dreams:
[color=ed145b]~"I do believe by enrolling at Orean Cause, I have already achieved my lifelong dream, to be surrounded by so many adorable little darlings who will love and cherish me as much as I adore them too."~[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"In other words, you wanna make the school into your damn harem." -_-[/color]

[color=ed145b]~"Care to join me, my dear?  I'll be extra gentle with you."~[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Like fuck I would!!  You're like the town bicycle!!  Gawd only knows who's sat on that seat!!" D:< [/color][/center]