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"Every vampire has to choose how they survive the darkness. Me? I made it fear me."




Name: Marianne Scabbi

Age:600 (Turned at 25)

Gender: Female

Species: Vampire

Nationality: Italian

Personality: Marianne has seen the heights of humanity's goodness, and how low they've sunk as a result. As of late, she's chosen to keep beyond the edges of influence. Often preferring to keep to her studio, recording, painting, writing, choosing to create beauty instead of indulging in the petty acts of humanity just outside her door. She believes humanity can be helped, and tries to aid from the shadows whenever possible.

She's been alive long enough, she has grown wary of humanity as a majority. She will play the humble artist, and talk about whatever this era's idea of beauty turns out to be. Yet there are tiny slivers of interest, other artists who have proven their dedication to the craft resulted in her fascination. To those artists, she is a kind guiding hand, helping influence to those she feels can benefit from her experience.

She often chooses to listen, before speaking her mind. Lately, she has taken to listening to the stories of humanity. She is often found in bars, coffee shops, galleries. Quietly listening, looking for something she isn't always sure of herself until she finds the right muse.

Maybe just something that makes her feel alive once again...

Equipment: A set of weighted throwing knives. Her sketchbook. A 1988 Harley Softail, with a full set of sun protected leathers.
Her studio is full of art from years of painting, whenever she needs money she releases one into the markets. She loves to see each piece on a new wall in the world, to let others take in the beauty she spent so long to create.

Appearance: Marianne has long raven dark curly hair that she often draws back in some form of a braid. If she's going to a gallery showing, she prefers to keep it hanging long and free. Her face is angular, sharp pronounced cheekbones, and green eyes that almost seem to shimmer if you stare into them for too long.

Fashion choices, Marianne is a lover of her black angel winged duster. Otherwise she prefers to dress in whatever is fashionable for the era. Often choosing leather, black skirts, dresses with fun patterns painted on them, or just tshirt and jeans if she's lurking at a coffee shop. Tattoos of greek muses run along her arms, stylized with inks, paints, and even digital pixels. Her back has one large tattoo across her shoulderblades, a jet black wolf that almost seems to be standing defiant against the sunrise.

Other:

History: Marianne was born during the Renaissance, in Italy. Thus, she was exposed to the wonders and beauty of her time. She found herself in love with art, modelling, studying how the great masters went about creating such amazing works. As a woman in that era, she was never destined to become a master herself. Yet she refused to believe her gender should not dissuade her desire. So she continued her search for someone to help her desire to become an artist worthy of her peers.

Eventually, word came to her about a mentor who agreed to teach her. Marianne was elated, travelling to the mansion of the artist left her with nerves that almost jangled and clashed more then her cart. Arriving to the large mansion, Marianne noted most of the windows were shuttered even during the day. Maybe he liked to paint with his own light instead of the sun?

A woman answered the door, Marianne introduced herself and asked if her master was available. The woman, who later introduced herself as Lucia explained that she simply used her last name to sign her works and sells through her patron in town. Marianne was stunned, a woman who not only painted, but had a talent she'd never seen before. She apologized profusely about the mistake and requested to apprentice under the woman.

Lucia invited her into her home, and the apprenticeship began. Often Marianne wondered why she primarily painted at night, or her fascination with the many deep reds that accentuated Lucia's palette. Yet she continued through the years to study, paint, and even create portraits of several well known patrons of her very own!

Then she got sick...

Constrained to her bed in Lucia's home, she grew weaker by the day. Lucia tended to her as best she could, but Marianne knew her time was coming to and end. Yet, there was so much more she could paint, she had to, she needed to! Her struggles reached something in Lucia, who after a great amount of consideration had brought an offer to Marianne.

She could die, and pass on. She would be loved, and remembered fondly.

She could live forever, and vanish into the shadows of time and obscurity. As a vampire.

That was the night Marianne died, and changed forever. She had no regrets about her choice, art was everything to her, and now she could continue to paint! She found her new body stronger, faster, even the colors seemed to radiate brighter then before! As time passed, Marianne felt her desire to adventure to new worlds, and find new subjects could not be resisted.

Bidding a fond farewell to Lucia, Marianne arrived in the new world...

Afterwards, the tale of the artist who's work transcended time began to resurface. Each time a piece appeared, critics just assumed it was another who followed in Marianne's stylistic choices and heralded it as another amazing piece of art. Yet the same raven haired woman, with subtle changes to her style humbly accepted the praise at each showing.
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