LOCATION & TIME : CORONA PARK INTERACTIONS :ARIA - @KatKook MENTIONS :
"Ah, shall we head to the ball first?" Lilith kept their little scene going, adding the most stereotypical British accent she could muster. She stifled her laughter as she locked her truck and led the way to the path. "We can go to see the band first. I think they're just love song covers, I think." She mirrored Aria's shrug. Lilith wasn't so sure what to do in the park other than walking around and maybe judge some people on what they had chosen to wear. Either way, she took Aria's hand and intertwined their fingers as they began to walk down one of the paths.
"So, what are you going to do with your new boom in fans and followers?" Lilith looked at Aria as they walked. They had talked about it just briefly the night before but didn't go too much into dept with the conversation. "I know it happened over there in Korea, but I bet the fans will start spreading it over here." If a celebrity liked something, their fans did too. Nothing really stayed in one place either, things spread over and spilled to other circles and countries. "It's still so awesome." Who knew if Lilith was dating the next superstar- or producer or artist! It didn't matter, as long as Aria saw growth in her work. Lilith wanted to be there for all the goods and the bads.
T i m e : P a s t D u s k L o c a t i o n : N e a r t h e A r c a d e C l u b I n t e r a c t i o n s : N / A
Cubs and bars were the last of Lilith's options to get an early night snack. While she liked to party and dance her ass off all night sometimes, getting some drunken human from The Pit was becoming a hassle. Hunters were now frequenting the clubs and bars of Ember Grove in hopes of catching more stupid vampires that hadn't gotten the memo. Seriously, if you hear that hunters are going to clubs to hunt them, why would any sensible vampire go there without some backup? Idiots! If they were stupid enough to go alone, or go at all for hunting, then they deserved to be shanked by those fucking hunters.
Besides, there was no fun with drunken humans. They never fought back, not really. Lilith loved the rush of seeing humans run for their lives. She liked seeing the hope in their eyes where they were about to get away just for Lilith to dig her pretty fangs in their warm flesh. Of course, that usually just applied to her male victims. She tried to pick the biggest and meanest douche bag she could find, lure them to a private place where they could have some fun, and start her little games.
Tonight had been no different.
"Ugh, you got blood on my shirt." Lilith pushed the limp body of the man she had been chasing through the back allies of the city for a few minutes now. His body fell hard on the concrete floor next to a pile of trash. If it had been Lilith's choice, she would have done this in the man's car or somewhere that didn't reek of piss and vomit.
After wiping some of the blood that had spilled from the side of her lips, she pulled out a small mirror from her purse and reapplied her make-up, using the dim light of the light post. "Stupid man, if you wouldn't have run in here, it would have been more romantic like in, I don't know, the woods or the fucking river!" She groaned and kicked the man on the side of the head. "You really had to drag me here."
She scrunched up her nose as she put away the lipstick back in her purse and pulled the zipper close of her fluffy pink sweater to hide the very tiny bloodstain. It had been one of Lilith's favorite shirts, and now it was ruined because some dumb asshole had decided to try to punch her. Her! Who punched a lady trying to eat? "Rude." She huffed down at the now lifeless body.
With that, Lilith took the man's wallet, walked across the street to the river, and threw it into the water after taking any cash it had in it. She watched it disappear into the water before turning around and making her way towards The Pit now with her hunger satisfied and ready to shake her ass all night long.
◈ DoB: November 17, 1990 ◈ Height: 6 feet 5 inches ◈ Weight: 187 lbs ◈ Skin: Smooth Copper Complextion ◈ Eyes: Dark Brown ◈ Markings: N/A
◈ R e l a t i o n s
◈ Sexuality: Homosexual ◈ Relationship Status: Single ◈ Family Status: Deceased ◈ Pets: N/As ◈ Open to friends from 1 to 10?: 9 ◈ Open to romance from 1 to 10?: 7
◈ S k i l l s
◈ Photography ◈ Hunting ◈ Baking ◈ Being a cute mf ◈ Being fucking oblivious ◈ Fighting - Self-defense
Creative, friendly and dumb by nature, Cyler loves to take pictures and be a cute little cinnamonroll. Seriously, he wouldn't hurt a fly if he could. Cyler cares too much about people to feed on them, often realying on blood bags. He even tries to hide disguise the blood in coffee cups so he won't have to see it since he's still trying to cope with the idea that he's a vampire.
He doesn't let it get to him, of course. Cyler is grateful to be alive, or half alive. He's a resilient man who tries to see the positive to everything no matter how bad the situation is. He knows how the world works, but that doesn't mean it should be so harsh and fucked up. With a bit of sugar sprinkled her and there, Cyler tries to make everything better for others.
While he tries his best to do what he can for people, Cyler can be dense sometimes. His inability to read people and situations can make for awkward situations that only make it worse by his nature to point things out. Someone help this man.
◈ H i s t o r y
Born in Los Angeles, California, Cyler grew up with a single mother and four other siblings. His mother did her best to provide for them while working two jobs and finishing nursing school. He was practically raised by his grandmother and his older sister, Kath. Being the youngest of his siblings, he always got hand-me-downs. Cyler never cared about it. He was happy where he was. He loved his momma and his granny, and even his annoying older brother Ty.
Living in the projects wasn't easy. There was always something going on around them; cops were often called, and you'd see the usual squirrel running off with a mysterious baggy in its mouth. In school, Cyler was barely passing his classes with Cs. He managed to graduate high school a year late due to the fact he had been held back a year for not passing math.
Cyler started working straight out of high school to help him momma and his new baby sister while the rest of his siblings started their own lives. Despite the struggles he had endured during his childhood, Cyler managed to get a job at a photo studio. It paid well enough to help his family and have a little extra for himself. It was there where he found his passion for photography- and the man who he would madly fall in love with. Though, it took him months to realize because of how dense and oblivious Cyler is.
His sexuality had never been a problem for his family. His uncle was gay, too, paving the way for Cyler to be accepted by his family quickly. Luckily, the man he has fallen for had felt the same. They began dating and after four years of working in the same studio, moving in together close to his mother's place, they married in an unofficial wedding- since same-sex marriage was not yet recognized. It was all going like a dream, a happy dream! Until disaster struck.
Cyler had been staying with his mother and his sister, taking care of her since she had fallen sick when they attacked. It was during the middle of the night when the door was broken down by a woman in black clothes. Her mouth was bloodied- all of her was. She attacked Cyler first when he tried to stop her, but she was too strong. She bit him, drank, and drank until he felt the world fade. Then it was his mother and sister, he could hear them screaming from his spot on the floor, but he couldn't do anything to stop the madwoman.
Next thing he knew, Cyler was laying in a plush bed, his throat burning and his head aching. A man stood over him, watching him as Cyler struggled to get up. The man, Lukas, explained to him that he had been hunting the woman- a vampire- and had stumbled on Cyler while tracking him. He was barely alive when Lukas got to him and turned him, wanting another subject, wanting to add to his little "clan." Lukas gave him the option to leave after he had been trained, and Cyler left. He couldn't be around the man who had forced him to live instead of dying. He didn't return to his husband either, afraid that he would hate him for being turned. All of it seemed like a nightmare- even when he fed on humans.
Cyler kept moving throughout the country until he found himself in Ember Grove and joined the Báthory Clan. They were like him- they understood him. So he stayed, hoping to find something in this town. Slowly he began to feel more like his olf self the more he spent time in the town. He got a job in a photo studio, like before, and began to take photos again. First of nature, then of people and things. Maybe he could be like the old Cyler, maybe.
◈ C l a n Báthory Clan
◈ P u r e b l o o d ? No
◈ C l a n ◈ Loves to go swimming during the night. ◈ Takes his camera everywhere he goes. ◈ Walking meme vault. ◈ Calls people over 100 boomers.
◈ DoB: December 25, 1947 - 73 years old ◈ Height: 5 foot 7 inches ◈ Weight: 150lbs ◈ Skin: Tanned ◈ Eyes: Green ◈ Markings: ◈ , ◈
◈ R e l a t i o n s
◈ Sexuality: Bisexual - prefers women ◈ Relationship Status: single and will steal your girl ◈ Family Status: kicking and turning somewhere in Italy ◈ Pets: bunny rabbit name Peaches ◈ Open to friends from 1 to 10?: 10 ◈ Open to romance from 1 to 10?: 9
◈ S k i l l s
◈ Dancing / Poledancing ◈ Almost endless stamina ◈ Flirting ◈ Acting / Lying ◈ Being sneaky
◈ D i s l i k e s
◈ Party Poopers ◈ Stinky Warewolves ◈ Police ◈ Being Hungry ◈ Boring People ◈ Broken Humans ◈ Boring colors
◈ L i k e s
◈ Playing with her food ◈ Partying ◈ Anything cute ◈ Pastel colors ◈ Girls ◈ Animals
Lilith was once a shy girl hidden from the outside world. Her father raised her to be a poised young woman with high expectations. She was to be a vampire princess who hunted humans for sport and was ruthless to werewolves and snacked on witches during the night. Instead, Lilith grew up to be a rebellious young vampire with a knack of dancing and partying late in the morning.
Lilith is very much an extrovert who care very little about other people's opinions or views on her. She's a very honest and rather blunt person that can come off as abrasive. Her offhand comments and an ever-present smile can make people feel put off by her. Despite that, Lilith always tries to strike a conversation with people about anything and everything. No one is off-limits to her, not even hunters who are ready to kill her can escape her chattering.
Rebellious by nature, Lilith has always challenged the cliche and stereotypes of vampires. With colorful clothes, pink hair, and an unusual job, she had gained the reputation of being almost human-like-- which she doesn't mind. She often challenges her clas's views by socializing with werewolves and dancing for them in the club. She gets a kick from doing things others would disagree with her.
◈ H i s t o r y Born in Rome, Italy, to the leaders of the Rosa Dorata Clan, she was sheltered all of her life. Her mother died just a year later by the hands of the Cacciatrici- a group of women werewolves who hunt vampires. They had been targetting Lilith's mother for years and finally killed her just before Lilith's first birthday. Her father had been devasted by the death of his wife, leading him to be overprotective and possessive of his only daughter. Her older brothers, Antonio and Matteo were already old and had lives of their own outside of Italy so it was only her and her father.
Growing up, Lilith was raised to be the perfect vampire princess. She had the best education from other younger vampires in her clan. Private tutors, special nannies, and personal saves that she could snack on whenever she pleased. Her father always had the latest fashion of her and anything she could ever want- but she was restricted to only the tower she had been born in. Ever since the murder of Lilith's mother her father trapped her in the tower. Under lock and surveillance, she was never allowed to leave.
Unfortunately for her father, Lilith had a gift for being sneaky. She was always able to sneak past the guards after lock picking the various locks on the windows. She would either sneak by climbing out of a window or silently sneaking past the guards posted outside of the tower. She'd usually escape to the universities around Rome to mingle with humans, she joined groups and protests- challenged the authority by day and returned to her tower by night. It kept going like that well into the 80s until she was discovered sneaking back in by her father.
She spent the next ten years locked and confined to one room with only her tutors, slaves, and her father being visitors. It took Lilith ten years to escape one last time. She ran for days until the hunger wasn't bearable anymore. Until her mind couldn't tell what was real or not. By that stage of hunger Lilith had made her way up the Netherlands and hadn't stopped running until now.
After finding a new clan, Lilith slowly recovered. It only took her father a few months to find her. With the help of Orsa- a lover from her old clan, helped her escape to the states under a different surname. She found her way into the Viet Et Mort, where food was easily available and had a rather quiet way of living, aside from the whole human farm- which Lilith thinks it's soooooo cliche.
She tends to keep to herself, for the most part. Lilith does love to bother the other members, flirts with them and teases them every now and then. The job she took up in Ember Grove bothered some of the clan and questioned her, but she has been able to bring in more humans for the bloody piggy bank than most have- so she has been left alone for now. Besides, Lilith dances for a fucking living. Like, how awesome is that? She loves to lure in the men that try her too much and just munch on their little necks.
◈ DoB: November 17, 1990 ◈ Height: 6 feet 5 inches ◈ Weight: 187 lbs ◈ Skin: Smooth Copper Complextion ◈ Eyes: Dark Brown ◈ Markings: N/A
◈ R e l a t i o n s
◈ Sexuality: Homosexual ◈ Relationship Status: Single ◈ Family Status: Deceased ◈ Pets: N/As ◈ Open to friends from 1 to 10?: 9 ◈ Open to romance from 1 to 10?: 7
◈ S k i l l s
◈ Photography ◈ Hunting ◈ Baking ◈ Being a cute mf ◈ Being fucking oblivious ◈ Fighting - Self-defense
Creative, friendly and dumb by nature, Cyler loves to take pictures and be a cute little cinnamonroll. Seriously, he wouldn't hurt a fly if he could. Cyler cares too much about people to feed on them, often realying on blood bags. He even tries to hide disguise the blood in coffee cups so he won't have to see it since he's still trying to cope with the idea that he's a vampire.
He doesn't let it get to him, of course. Cyler is grateful to be alive, or half alive. He's a resilient man who tries to see the positive to everything no matter how bad the situation is. He knows how the world works, but that doesn't mean it should be so harsh and fucked up. With a bit of sugar sprinkled her and there, Cyler tries to make everything better for others.
While he tries his best to do what he can for people, Cyler can be dense sometimes. His inability to read people and situations can make for awkward situations that only make it worse by his nature to point things out. Someone help this man.
◈ H i s t o r y
Born in Los Angeles, California, Cyler grew up with a single mother and four other siblings. His mother did her best to provide for them while working two jobs and finishing nursing school. He was practically raised by his grandmother and his older sister, Kath. Being the youngest of his siblings, he always got hand-me-downs. Cyler never cared about it. He was happy where he was. He loved his momma and his granny, and even his annoying older brother Ty.
Living in the projects wasn't easy. There was always something going on around them; cops were often called, and you'd see the usual squirrel running off with a mysterious baggy in its mouth. In school, Cyler was barely passing his classes with Cs. He managed to graduate high school a year late due to the fact he had been held back a year for not passing math.
Cyler started working straight out of high school to help him momma and his new baby sister while the rest of his siblings started their own lives. Despite the struggles he had endured during his childhood, Cyler managed to get a job at a photo studio. It paid well enough to help his family and have a little extra for himself. It was there where he found his passion for photography- and the man who he would madly fall in love with. Though, it took him months to realize because of how dense and oblivious Cyler is.
His sexuality had never been a problem for his family. His uncle was gay, too, paving the way for Cyler to be accepted by his family quickly. Luckily, the man he has fallen for had felt the same. They began dating and after four years of working in the same studio, moving in together close to his mother's place, they married in an unofficial wedding- since same-sex marriage was not yet recognized. It was all going like a dream, a happy dream! Until disaster struck.
Cyler had been staying with his mother and his sister, taking care of her since she had fallen sick when they attacked. It was during the middle of the night when the door was broken down by a woman in black clothes. Her mouth was bloodied- all of her was. She attacked Cyler first when he tried to stop her, but she was too strong. She bit him, drank, and drank until he felt the world fade. Then it was his mother and sister, he could hear them screaming from his spot on the floor, but he couldn't do anything to stop the madwoman.
Next thing he knew, Cyler was laying in a plush bed, his throat burning and his head aching. A man stood over him, watching him as Cyler struggled to get up. The man, Lukas, explained to him that he had been hunting the woman- a vampire- and had stumbled on Cyler while tracking him. He was barely alive when Lukas got to him and turned him, wanting another subject, wanting to add to his little "clan." Lukas gave him the option to leave after he had been trained, and Cyler left. He couldn't be around the man who had forced him to live instead of dying. He didn't return to his husband either, afraid that he would hate him for being turned. All of it seemed like a nightmare- even when he fed on humans.
Cyler kept moving throughout the country until he found himself in Ember Grove and joined the Báthory Clan. They were like him- they understood him. So he stayed, hoping to find something in this town. Slowly he began to feel more like his olf self the more he spent time in the town. He got a job in a photo studio, like before, and began to take photos again. First of nature, then of people and things. Maybe he could be like the old Cyler, maybe.
◈ C l a n Báthory Clan
◈ P u r e b l o o d ? No
◈ C l a n ◈ Loves to go swimming during the night. ◈ Takes his camera everywhere he goes. ◈ Walking meme vault. ◈ Calls people over 100 boomers.
◈ DoB: December 25, 1947 - 73 years old ◈ Height: 5 foot 7 inches ◈ Weight: 150lbs ◈ Skin: Tanned ◈ Eyes: Green ◈ Markings: ◈ , ◈
◈ R e l a t i o n s
◈ Sexuality: Bisexual - prefers women ◈ Relationship Status: single and will steal your girl ◈ Family Status: kicking and turning somewhere in Italy ◈ Pets: bunny rabbit name Peaches ◈ Open to friends from 1 to 10?: 10 ◈ Open to romance from 1 to 10?: 9
◈ S k i l l s
◈ Dancing / Poledancing ◈ Almost endless stamina ◈ Flirting ◈ Acting / Lying ◈ Being sneaky
◈ D i s l i k e s
◈ Party Poopers ◈ Stinky Warewolves ◈ Police ◈ Being Hungry ◈ Boring People ◈ Broken Humans ◈ Boring colors
◈ L i k e s
◈ Playing with her food ◈ Partying ◈ Anything cute ◈ Pastel colors ◈ Girls ◈ Animals
Lilith was once a shy girl hidden from the outside world. Her father raised her to be a poised young woman with high expectations. She was to be a vampire princess who hunted humans for sport and was ruthless to werewolves and snacked on witches during the night. Instead, Lilith grew up to be a rebellious young vampire with a knack of dancing and partying late in the morning.
Lilith is very much an extrovert who care very little about other people's opinions or views on her. She's a very honest and rather blunt person that can come off as abrasive. Her offhand comments and an ever-present smile can make people feel put off by her. Despite that, Lilith always tries to strike a conversation with people about anything and everything. No one is off-limits to her, not even hunters who are ready to kill her can escape her chattering.
Rebellious by nature, Lilith has always challenged the cliche and stereotypes of vampires. With colorful clothes, pink hair, and an unusual job, she had gained the reputation of being almost human-like-- which she doesn't mind. She often challenges her clas's views by socializing with werewolves and dancing for them in the club. She gets a kick from doing things others would disagree with her.
◈ H i s t o r y Born in Rome, Italy, to the leaders of the Rosa Dorata Clan, she was sheltered all of her life. Her mother died just a year later by the hands of the Cacciatrici- a group of women werewolves who hunt vampires. They had been targetting Lilith's mother for years and finally killed her just before Lilith's first birthday. Her father had been devasted by the death of his wife, leading him to be overprotective and possessive of his only daughter. Her older brothers, Antonio and Matteo were already old and had lives of their own outside of Italy so it was only her and her father.
Growing up, Lilith was raised to be the perfect vampire princess. She had the best education from other younger vampires in her clan. Private tutors, special nannies, and personal saves that she could snack on whenever she pleased. Her father always had the latest fashion of her and anything she could ever want- but she was restricted to only the tower she had been born in. Ever since the murder of Lilith's mother her father trapped her in the tower. Under lock and surveillance, she was never allowed to leave.
Unfortunately for her father, Lilith had a gift for being sneaky. She was always able to sneak past the guards after lock picking the various locks on the windows. She would either sneak by climbing out of a window or silently sneaking past the guards posted outside of the tower. She'd usually escape to the universities around Rome to mingle with humans, she joined groups and protests- challenged the authority by day and returned to her tower by night. It kept going like that well into the 80s until she was discovered sneaking back in by her father.
She spent the next ten years locked and confined to one room with only her tutors, slaves, and her father being visitors. It took Lilith ten years to escape one last time. She ran for days until the hunger wasn't bearable anymore. Until her mind couldn't tell what was real or not. By that stage of hunger, Lilith had made her way up the Netherlands and hadn't stopped running until now.
After finding a new clan, Lilith slowly recovered. It only took her father a few months to find her. With the help of Orsa- a lover from her old clan, helped her escape to the states under a different surname. She found her way into the Viet Et Mort, where food was easily available and had a rather quiet way of living, aside from the whole human farm- which Lilith thinks it's soooooo cliche.
She tends to keep to herself, for the most part. Lilith does love to bother the other members, flirts with them and teases them every now and then. The job she took up in Ember Grove bothered some of the clan and questioned her, but she has been able to bring in more humans for the bloody piggy bank than most have- so she has been left alone for now. Besides, Lilith dances for a fucking living. Like, how awesome is that? She loves to lure in the men that try her too much and just munch on their little necks.
◈ C l a n Viet Et Mort
◈ P u r e b l o o d ? Yes
◈ M i s c . ◈ Lilith's bunny, Peaches, loves raspberries.
◈ A walking question mark. ◈
◈ L o o k s
◈ DoB: November 17, 1990 ◈ Height: 6 feet 5 inches ◈ Weight: 187 lbs ◈ Skin: Smooth Copper Complextion ◈ Eyes: Dark Brown ◈ Markings: N/A
◈ R e l a t i o n s
◈ Sexuality: Homosexual ◈ Relationship Status: Single ◈ Family Status: Deceased ◈ Pets: N/As ◈ Open to friends from 1 to 10?: 9 ◈ Open to romance from 1 to 10?: 7
◈ S k i l l s
◈ Photography ◈ Hunting ◈ Baking ◈ Being a cute mf ◈ Being fucking oblivious ◈ Fighting - Self-defense
Creative, friendly and dumb by nature, Cyler loves to take pictures and be a cute little cinnamonroll. Seriously, he wouldn't hurt a fly if he could. Cyler cares too much about people to feed on them, often realying on blood bags. He even tries to hide disguise the blood in coffee cups so he won't have to see it since he's still trying to cope with the idea that he's a vampire.
He doesn't let it get to him, of course. Cyler is grateful to be alive, or half alive. He's a resilient man who tries to see the positive to everything no matter how bad the situation is. He knows how the world works, but that doesn't mean it should be so harsh and fucked up. With a bit of sugar sprinkled her and there, Cyler tries to make everything better for others.
While he tries his best to do what he can for people, Cyler can be dense sometimes. His inability to read people and situations can make for awkward situations that only make it worse by his nature to point things out. Someone help this man.
◈ H i s t o r y
Born in Los Angeles, California, Cyler grew up with a single mother and four other siblings. His mother did her best to provide for them while working two jobs and finishing nursing school. He was practically raised by his grandmother and his older sister, Kath. Being the youngest of his siblings, he always got hand-me-downs. Cyler never cared about it. He was happy where he was. He loved his momma and his granny, and even his annoying older brother Ty.
Living in the projects wasn't easy. There was always something going on around them; cops were often called, and you'd see the usual squirrel running off with a mysterious baggy in its mouth. In school, Cyler was barely passing his classes with Cs. He managed to graduate high school a year late due to the fact he had been held back a year for not passing math.
Cyler started working straight out of high school to help him momma and his new baby sister while the rest of his siblings started their own lives. Despite the struggles he had endured during his childhood, Cyler managed to get a job at a photo studio. It paid well enough to help his family and have a little extra for himself. It was there where he found his passion for photography- and the man who he would madly fall in love with. Though, it took him months to realize because of how dense and oblivious Cyler is.
His sexuality had never been a problem for his family. His uncle was gay, too, paving the way for Cyler to be accepted by his family quickly. Luckily, the man he has fallen for had felt the same. They began dating and after four years of working in the same studio, moving in together close to his mother's place, they married in an unofficial wedding- since same-sex marriage was not yet recognized. It was all going like a dream, a happy dream! Until disaster struck.
Cyler had been staying with his mother and his sister, taking care of her since she had fallen sick when they attacked. It was during the middle of the night when the door was broken down by a woman in black clothes. Her mouth was bloodied- all of her was. She attacked Cyler first when he tried to stop her, but she was too strong. She bit him, drank, and drank until he felt the world fade. Then it was his mother and sister, he could hear them screaming from his spot on the floor, but he couldn't do anything to stop the madwoman.
Next thing he knew, Cyler was laying in a plush bed, his throat burning and his head aching. A man stood over him, watching him as Cyler struggled to get up. The man, Lukas, explained to him that he had been hunting the woman- a vampire- and had stumbled on Cyler while tracking him. He was barely alive when Lukas got to him and turned him, wanting another subject, wanting to add to his little "clan." Lukas gave him the option to leave after he had been trained, and Cyler left. He couldn't be around the man who had forced him to live instead of dying. He didn't return to his husband either, afraid that he would hate him for being turned. All of it seemed like a nightmare- even when he fed on humans.
Cyler kept moving throughout the country until he found himself in Ember Grove and joined the Báthory Clan. They were like him- they understood him. So he stayed, hoping to find something in this town. Slowly he began to feel more like his olf self the more he spent time in the town. He got a job in a photo studio, like before, and began to take photos again. First of nature, then of people and things. Maybe he could be like the old Cyler, maybe.
◈ C l a n Báthory Clan
◈ P u r e b l o o d ? No
◈ C l a n ◈ Loves to go swimming during the night. ◈ Takes his camera everywhere he goes. ◈ Walking meme vault. ◈ Calls people over 100 boomers.
◈ DoB: December 25, 1947 - 73 years old ◈ Height: 5 foot 7 inches ◈ Weight: 150lbs ◈ Skin: Tanned ◈ Eyes: Green ◈ Markings: ◈ , ◈
◈ R e l a t i o n s
◈ Sexuality: Bisexual - prefers women ◈ Relationship Status: single and will steal your girl ◈ Family Status: kicking and turning somewhere in Italy ◈ Pets: bunny rabbit name Peaches ◈ Open to friends from 1 to 10?: 10 ◈ Open to romance from 1 to 10?: 9
◈ S k i l l s
◈ Dancing / Poledancing ◈ Almost endless stamina ◈ Flirting ◈ Acting / Lying ◈ Being sneaky
◈ D i s l i k e s
◈ Party Poopers ◈ Stinky Warewolves ◈ Police ◈ Being Hungry ◈ Boring People ◈ Broken Humans ◈ Boring colors
◈ L i k e s
◈ Playing with her food ◈ Partying ◈ Anything cute ◈ Pastel colors ◈ Girls ◈ Animals
Lilith was once a shy girl hidden from the outside world. Her father raised her to be a poised young woman with high expectations. She was to be a vampire princess who hunted humans for sport and was ruthless to werewolves and snacked on witches during the night. Instead, Lilith grew up to be a rebellious young vampire with a knack of dancing and partying late in the morning.
Lilith is very much an extrovert who care very little about other people's opinions or views on her. She's a very honest and rather blunt person that can come off as abrasive. Her offhand comments and an ever-present smile can make people feel put off by her. Despite that, Lilith always tries to strike a conversation with people about anything and everything. No one is off-limits to her, not even hunters who are ready to kill her can escape her chattering.
Rebellious by nature, Lilith has always challenged the cliche and stereotypes of vampires. With colorful clothes, pink hair, and an unusual job, she had gained the reputation of being almost human-like-- which she doesn't mind. She often challenges her clas's views by socializing with werewolves and dancing for them in the club. She gets a kick from doing things others would disagree with her.
◈ H i s t o r y Born in Rome, Italy, to the leaders of the Rosa Dorata Clan, she was sheltered all of her life. Her mother died just a year later by the hands of the Cacciatrici- a group of women werewolves who hunt vampires. They had been targetting Lilith's mother for years and finally killed her just before Lilith's first birthday. Her father had been devasted by the death of his wife, leading him to be overprotective and possessive of his only daughter. Her older brothers, Antonio and Matteo were already old and had lives of their own outside of Italy so it was only her and her father.
Growing up, Lilith was raised to be the perfect vampire princess. She had the best education from other younger vampires in her clan. Private tutors, special nannies, and personal saves that she could snack on whenever she pleased. Her father always had the latest fashion of her and anything she could ever want- but she was restricted to only the tower she had been born in. Ever since the murder of Lilith's mother her father trapped her in the tower. Under lock and surveillance, she was never allowed to leave.
Unfortunately for her father, Lilith had a gift for being sneaky. She was always able to sneak past the guards after lock picking the various locks on the windows. She would either sneak by climbing out of a window or silently sneaking past the guards posted outside of the tower. She'd usually escape to the universities around Rome to mingle with humans, she joined groups and protests- challenged the authority by day and returned to her tower by night. It kept going like that well into the 80s until she was discovered sneaking back in by her father.
She spent the next ten years locked and confined to one room with only her tutors, slaves, and her father being visitors. It took Lilith ten years to escape one last time. She ran for days until the hunger wasn't bearable anymore. Until her mind couldn't tell what was real or not. By that stage of hunger, Lilith had made her way up the Netherlands and hadn't stopped running until now.
After finding a new clan, Lilith slowly recovered. It only took her father a few months to find her. With the help of Orsa- a lover from her old clan, helped her escape to the states under a different surname. She found her way into the Viet Et Mort, where food was easily available and had a rather quiet way of living, aside from the whole human farm- which Lilith thinks it's soooooo cliche.
She tends to keep to herself, for the most part. Lilith does love to bother the other members, flirts with them and teases them every now and then. The job she took up in Ember Grove bothered some of the clan and questioned her, but she has been able to bring in more humans for the bloody piggy bank than most have- so she has been left alone for now. Besides, Lilith dances for a fucking living. Like, how awesome is that? She loves to lure in the men that try her too much and just munch on their little necks.
◈ C l a n Viet Et Mort
◈ P u r e b l o o d ? Yes
◈ M i s c . ◈ Lilith's bunny, Peaches, loves raspberries.
LOCATION & TIME : CORONA PARK INTERACTIONS :ARIA - @KatKook MENTIONS :
Lilith glanced over at Aria as she drove, her smile only growing after she had heard the nickname Aria had let slip. It was cute. Short and cute, just for Lilith liked it. When the topic of cars came up, Lilith hummed softly and tapped her fingers over the steering wheel. "It's easy to go along with stuff because it's you." She reaches over to squeeze Aria's hand for a bit before retreating it to the wheel. "It gets boring when everyone in this city takes everything so seriously and has a stick shoved up their ass. It's just nice to see that not everyone is so stuck up. Besides, I love talking to you and just being stupid and goofy." Lilith grinned at Aria before looking back at the road. It was really refreshing to have someone she could just be herself and complain about the world with her. Aria was real. She didn't act or put up a farce of herself. Lilith loved that about her.
"A Hyundai? I never thought about it." Lilith said after a bit. "I'll look into them and compare the prices. I'll probably just end up buying the car that looks the prettiest." She admitted with a sigh. Now that Lilith had the money to afford a new car, she would probably end up buying what looked like the most expensive with the best paint job. Or best seats, one of those.
Once they finally arrived at Corona Park, it took Lilith about five minutes to find parking. It was clear that the park was a popular destination for today's festivities. After finally finding a spot and parking, Lilith offered Aria a smile before climbing out the truck and rushing to Aria's side to open the door for her and holding out her hand. "My lady," She grinned and gave Aria a little curtsy. "Shall we?"
LOCATION & TIME : ARIA'S PLACE INTERACTIONS :ARIA - @KatKook MENTIONS :
Lilith smiled all the way to Arya's apartment. She had laughed when Arya mentioned her "Whip" but her truck was far too old and beat down to really call it a whip. It was more like a piece of junk than anything else. Either way, Lilith just laughed and explained that she had been saving for a newer car- probably a Honda or Toyota with good mileage so she wouldn't spend so much money on gas anymore. It was hell driving the old truck from her home to her job almost every night and having to refill it every week.
By the time they arrived at Aria's apartment, Lilith was already planning on what to do during their date in the park. Maybe they could walk around a bit, watch the live band, dance a bit, and grab something to eat. They could always go to a restaurant nearby or get takeout and eat in the park. While she thought about it all, she waited for Aria to get changed in her room.
When Aria finally came out, Lilith smiled and walked over to grab her hand. "If we didn't have a date tonight, I would skip the pinning and head right over to the fucking." She winked at the other woman before pulling her in for a kiss. "I'd let you do the pinning though, those pants look cute." She said after pulling back and adjusting her black cap.
Lilith wasn't afraid to flirt so openly with Aria, be it privately or in public. She had never been shy about those she liked, but it always gave her a sense of accomplishment when Aria's cheeks turned pink, or she would get too flustered to say anything. Seriously, how could anyone be so freaking adorable and hot at the same time?
"Ready?" Lilith kept her hand on Aria's as she picked up her bag that she had left on the counter and swung it over her shoulder.
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