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🌺Those Who Exist🌺

Vidoa Mell

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Disapproval

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|Name|
Vidoa Andrew Mell

|Nicknames|
"Vidi"

|Age|
28

|Gender|
Male

|DOB|
September 8th

|Ethnicity|
European; has a small British accent

|Sexual Orientation|
Homosexual

|Relationship Status|
Single

|Time of Occupancy|
5 months

|Occupation|
Teaches Theology for seniors at a highschool

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|Appearance|

Although rather tall and lanky, 5'10, Vidoa is good at keeping himself together, every movement seems planned as he tries to do things as swiftly as possible, not one to waste time. His skinny frame makes his legs and arms look a little long compared to the rest of his body, but they're usually covered by long sleeves and pants, and he has very little muscle. He's very fragile and breaks easily _{so please don't hurt him}. He has a rather pale skin complexion and contrasting dark eyes, though his course hair often covers them, given the right position.

For clothing, Vidoa prefers to wear outfits that are a business-casual look, gravitating toward darker colors such as black and gray, sometimes adding in brighter colors on special occasions. He keeps his clothes very neat, ironing them before wearing them, making sure to hang up his shirts and folding the rest as you would see at a store. Sometimes it seems like he only has one outfit, but he has multiple items of the same color.

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|Personality|

⌖Refined ⌖Uptight ⌖Protective ⌖Judgemental ⌖Aloof ⌖Intelligent

Upon first interaction, Vidoa can seem a bit distant from others, not preferring to talk to someone first, but rather waiting for them to come to him instead. He doesn't open up emotionally very easily, but he's more than willing to give his opinion or discuss deep philosophies and/or religion. He's definetly opinionated, but also very open minded to other's point of view, but rather more judgemental to one's actions if anything else.

Vidoa's rather perceptive, and also a great liar, though he'd much rather call it "directing from one's idea of truth", but he tries to stray away from it. He wouldn't call one out for anything, but keeps it to himself until there's a moment in which he can one-on-one discuss with that person, and that's when he gives his piece of mind without restraint.

Although he teaches and often gets involved with the community, he's much more of an introvert, preferring to be alone at the end of the day with a good romance novel. Great with kids, he has a habit of "adopting" people, watching over them and making sure that they're okay. He begins to feel responsible for those around him, so he often starts to cook food for others, even for those not in his own apartment room, or he calls to make sure they get home on time because they have work in the morning. He makes grocery lists and puts them on the fridge, and he makes sure to wake everyone up at a certain time so that they don't miss breakfast; it is the most important meal of the day. He'll even go as far as setting a curfew if someone's too rowdy. Vidoa's just kind of a quirky guy, and is very caring if you get to know him, but at some points in time, he can seem uptight or wound up.

And though religious (Christian), he's very welcoming toward anyone as he's not trying to shove his religion down anyone's throat. He lets people know, but lets them do their own thing as long as he can do his. He values religious freedom, and is very willing to talk about it. He's a great listener, but is also very realistic and down to earth, so empathy isn't his greatest asset; he'd much rather solve an issue through facts and logic.

|Habits and Hobbies|

- "Adopting" people
- Bake sales are fun
- Decorating for holidays is his second religion
- "Friendly" _{passive aggressive} competitions
- He often gives the look of "disappointed but not surprised"
- Saying things like "Don't make me turn this car around" or "When I was your age" or "I'm counting to three"
- Drinks a lot of herbal tea
- Also has a blog basically about daily life. Has many mom friends.

|Likes|

- Herbal Tea
- Mom phrases
- Romance novels
- Philisophical topics
- Cooking and making decorative lunch boxes (for himself)
- Dateline (The tv show)

|Dislikes|

- Ignorance
- Childish behavior
- Coffee and alcohol beverages (Other than wine)
- Overuse of curse words

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|History|

Growing up a part of a wealthy and not to mention, highly religious family, Vidoa was always independent and only relying on himself, being an only child. His parents were often busy with Church and community projects, leaving a young Vidoa to care for himself when they were gone, though he was trustworthy enough to be on his lonesome. During a large portion of his childhood, he often questioned his faith as his family life had begun to spiral in some sort; it was discovered that his father had had multiple affairs with other woman, though married, but Vidoa's mother acted like everything was fine, in fact, they all did.

When with others, both of Vidoa's parents played heavy leadership roles within the Church, as did Vidoa himself, being the preachers son, so often times they took on the roles of the prefect model family, which was not the case behind closed doors. At home was different as everything was weirdly stiff; there were no arguments, just extremely uncomfortable silences, everyone just kind of kept to themself. This was the time that Vidoa had begun to create his own ideas, exploring more into his faith, though not determining what was "right" and "wrong" according to the Bible, but more of "what's the problem and how can we help?"

Growing rather emotionally distant from his parents, he did a lot of soul searching, feeling lost a lot of the time. He knew at this point that there was no helping their situation, what's done was done, so he chose to move forward instead, branching away from his family. For most of his life, Vidoa had gone to private Catholic schools, but he was home schooled beforehand, and in relation once he was eighteen, he moved away from home and begun college, majoring in Religious Studies.

After those four years, he once again felt stuck like there wasn't really anywhere to go, so, feeling more comfortable in a leadership position and having a liking for children, he decided to take up teaching, which was ultimately beneficial and very rewarding. Not too long after, he moved into the Redwood apartments, wanting and needing to get a change of scenery, applying for another teaching job as soon as he moved in.

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Wander🌙

Awesome!
Anyhow, sorry for the delay, I should be able to get the char sheet up later today or tomorrow

Redwood Apartments, Silvervale, LA

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@spooner @hippo

“Oh no haha, please don't touch those,” quickly yet awkwardly, Xavius moved from behind the small counter where he was currently discussing bouquets for Valentine's day with a mother, her small child standing next to her, _{until he wasn't of course,} as he had started pulling petals off of some of the flowers that sat next to the entryway and tossing them to the ground, which, to be frank, he made sure to keep well swept. He disliked messy things, and that included children, for in fact, they are messy things. And to be honest, they kind of scared him; first of all: They were unpredictable, a trait he found undesirable and confusing. Second: They almost never listened and could be really cruel at times, but could get away with it because they were small and “innocent”. And third: Children were once again, horrifyingly messy. Maybe he was just over analyzing, but it was reasonable. To him anyway. Plants were better.

The familiar panicky feeling rose up in his chest once more as he tried to gently swat away the grubby hands of the child from tearing apart his flowers. That's another thing about kids: They were destructive. Like bulldozers from Hell, or something. God, he really didn't want to touch this child. Thankfully, the kid's mother rushed over and gently pulled her kid away, essentially saving him from the uncomfortable situation. Giving an embarrassed smile, the mother lowered her head a little, apologizing for her son, who didn't look nearly as apologetic. “I am SO sorry. I- he just kinda does what he wants, I should have kept a better eye on him, I'm very sorry. Is there anything I can do? Can I pay for it?”

“Oh no, don't even worry about it. It's so small, I can't even notice that he even did anything, it would be rude of me to make you pay,” but in truth, almost half of the flower was destroyed. “We all know how children can be; they make small mistakes that can be forgiven, yes?” but oh how he wanted to say some other things such as: Well maybe you could glue the petals back on? I dunno, just an idea, or We all know how children can be: Demonic, yes? But she was a customer and that would be rude.

“Thank you so much, and again, I'm sorry, I would've left him at home, but there was no one to watch him,” she explained.

“It's fine, it's fine, I totally understand. I mean, I was once that kid, my mother had to take me everywhere,” Xavius chuckled, walking back to the front counter, grabbing a small card from a stack and bringing it back to her. ”Anyway, here's my business card, and when you have an idea on what you want, just give me a call and I'll have it ready asap. It has my email and business phone number right at the bottom,” he gave a polite smile, folding his hands. In some ways he could relate to the kid, not meaning that he had the mind of a six year old, but the position he was in. He was almost tempted to give advice to the woman about raising him, assuming that she was a single mother, but he stopped himself as she just smiled and nodded at him, walking out the door, the little bell ringing above the door as they went through.

Watching them leave, as soon as they were out of sight, Xavius sighed and relaxed a little, the tension in his body leaving. Usually he loved to be around people, but interactions like this drained him physically and mentally. Luckily, it was near closing time, so he took off his apron and hung it up, double checked all of his plants to make sure they were fine, and straightened things up before turning off the lights and leaving, locking the door and turning the sign over to say “closed”.

It was hard to drive around this time of year, considering the festival was happening, so instead he walked back to the apartment, Redwood. The festival was actually quite interesting, especially since this would be his first time seeing it, and he admired all of the planning that went into it. Some would say this would be the golden opportunity to have his business open since all of the people would be here, but to be honest, he just wanted to take everything in and enjoy the activities, especially the wishing thing he heard about, he really wanted to do that one. Or maybe the play, that one sounded fun. He was a sucker for a play.

A few conversations later, while trying to avoid large crowds but failing, Xavius had finally managed to make it home, waving to a few people he had stopped to talk to as he walked in, heading straight to his room to clean himself up, getting ready for the rooftop party thing that was happening, which he had been pretty excited for all day, though “getting ready” was basically just chilling for a little bit before leaving again. ”Alright, well I'm leaving again I guess. I'll see you guys at the party hopefully. _{I don't want to be there alone},” he added the last part in quietly, opening the door and stepping through.”Ok, well. I'm off I suppose.” He didn't actually know whether his roommates were there or not, he didn't really check, though he hoped they were there, it'd be kind of sad if it were just him.

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🌺Those Who Exist🌺

Simone Amores

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_{°Simone Amores °S'mores °Female °18 °July 26th °Mexican °Bi-Curious °Single °"The Drama Kid"}

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FC: Naomi Janumala
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Height
5'11

Weight
176 lbs

Skin Tone
An even and smooth copper tone, Simone tries her best to not get tan lines, but sometimes you just forget sun screen, y'know?

Build
Tall and slender, and a bit muscular from dancing.

Hair
Long, golden brown and curly, though a lot of the time, she just straightens it

Eye Color
Dark brown

Personal Style
Always looking for new ways to express herself, Simone likes to branch out with her choice of clothing, always aiming to look fashoinable yet chill. She doesn't really have a favorite color she likes to wear, just whatever she deems cool enough.

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▼Confident ▽Flamboyant ▼Dominant ▽Rash ▼Talkative ▽Boisterous

Nothing short of outgoing, if not a tad flamboyant, Simone, though she goes by "S'mores" more often that not, has a loud and proud voice that can carry across a room. She likes to make her presence known, and is a great public speaker; the larger the crowd, the better. She's never really had a problem going up and talking to people, in fact, she tends to bounce from one person to another, she just has a lot to say, preferring to speak in the grandest way possible. That said, she absolutely enjoys MCing at parties and other events, or just hosting them because that works too.

Though because she likes to please the crowd, it can make her a tad reckless and to go on to make rash decisions that probably aren't for the better, such as going on not planned for road trips or just doing risky things in general. She doesn't have any bad intentions, it's just that she takes action before thinking things through all of the way. Simone dislikes when things move slowly so will take the initiative, making her a bit demanding, if not assertive or dominant.

Not very good at one on one, deep emotional conversations, Simone prefers to stay in a crowd of people, though she doesn't mind talking to individuals, it's just kind of difficult for her to establish any kind of deep emotional connections. But for someone who's kind of all over the place, she can be surprisingly graceful and professional at times, though she kind of ruins it with her forgetfulness. She loves any form of dance, and would often be seen doing some sort of mashup routine that probably looks awful, but y'know, she working on it.

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Born in Oaxaca, Mexico, Simone never really wanted to move; her whole entire life was there! Her friends, her family, the love of her life she'd never met yet, so why did her dad basically force them to move? And to America of all places! Not that she had anything against it of course, he just could've chosen somewhere much cooler, like to China or something; they had great food and an amazing culture! The U.S was...lacking a little bit. Or y'know, they could've just stayed in Oaxaca, that would've been so much better, but no, dad had business to attend to, bullshit is what she calls. Turns out actually, he had gotten them a greencard residency, which is amazing to say the least, but still. He did actually have business things, but she wasn't very interested in that, maybe someday she would be like him; a wealthy businessman with a beautiful house- that she didn't want to leave- and a beautiful daughter. But as of now, it was to make the best use of her time as a young and reckless eihteen year old girl moving to fuckin' Palm Beach, Florida.

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FC:
Mother: (Not present) Salma Hayek
Father: Ferdiando Valencia

☆Summers In Sympathy☆

𝓚𝓮𝓳𝓲𝓻𝓪𝓱 𝓐𝓽𝓲𝔂𝓮𝓱

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"Oh don't worry hon, it's definitely mutual," Kejirah shrugged, smirking at Damien and his impatient ass, repositioning herself on the couch to make herself more comfortable, spreading out further as more people made their way into the living room, and in her opinion, rudely demanding to get a move on and leave. She wasn't one for waiting, but being ordered to do something that she was going to do in the first place, whether it was directly said or not, well...it made her just a smidge irritated, but she guessed she could let it slide. For now anyway. But as of now, sugar loaded coffee that could probably severely unbalance her blood sugar levels sounded like an amazing idea because she was a dangerous girl, and dangerous girls do dangerous things, also because it was summer and she honestly didn't give a fuck. Honestly.

Though as soon as Aria and Aulora brought up their mode of transportation, Kejirah quickly stood up and made a dramatic gasping noise, placing a hand on her hip. "I'm actually kind of offended! Like, of course I'm driving, I mean, who else is better suited than me, a responsible, law abiding citizen who obviously drives one mile under the speed limit and not anything above that? Can't think of anyone? Didn't think so. SO, on that note, lemme go grab my keys," the young woman said before quickly walking back to her room, feeling around on her bed for the familiar object as she had to toss up a few pillows before finding them. "FOUND 'EM," she hollered to the group, and while on her way out, she managed to catch something about a party Bradley was going to throw.

Poking her head around the corner just in time, she asked, "Hmm, a party? Attractive women? Count me in, I'm down. And you said it was tonight? Bet. Now I've got somethin' to look forward to." Sitting on the arm of the couch this time, she held up her keys and smiled.

"Y'all bitches ready to go to Starbucks? Oh, and don't disrespect Satan, he's a God, remember that, 'cause he will."

☆Summers In Sympathy☆

@Sewer Rat Nah, it's totally fine👌

[Canceled]

Avyanna Winters

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"If you call me 'Avy' one more time, a certain someone's not gonna wake up with a tongue tomorrow."

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Full Name|
Avyanna Ehpia Winters

|Age|
26

|Gender|
Female

|Height&Weight|
5'4 and 130 lbs

|Sexuality|
Pansexual

|Ethnicity|
Ethiopian

|Relationship Status|
Single

|Occupation|
Creates homemade jewelry on Etsy and sells tarot card readings, but most of the time works at the library. Just got another job at a small coffee shop.

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|Appearance|
Standing with as much poise and assertiveness as one could standing at 5'4, when Avyanna walks into a room, she makes sure that no games are gonna be played. With her head held high, and usually a small smirk on her full lips, it's obvious that she knows what she wants and how to get it whether that be by force or not. She has a soft, round face and a deep, rich skin tone accented by her light use of makeup, although she most of the time prefers a more natural look. She has messy, thick and curly hair that she's highly fond of, no matter how difficult it is to brush, and it's often wrapped with a sort of cloth material that helps her keep it contained. She has a piercing gaze and dominant green eyes that are surrounded by thick eyelashes and similar, defined eyebrows.

Avyanna's style usually consists of the flashy and somewhat flamboyant, often wearing a surplus of jewelery and a small amount of makeup to compliment her dark skin tone. She enjoys showing off a bit of skin, especially her legs, she's proud of them, though she tends to keep her arms covered usually in some sort of shaw-like covering. She drifts towards darker or neutral colors, but also different kinds of patterns and/or intricate designs on the fabric that she likes to believe that can be drawn back to her African heritage.

Most times Avyanna can be seen wearing some sort of head wrap, containing her thick, curly hair, which is surprising considering she has a lot of it. Her jewelery consists of large, dangling earrings, at least two or three necklaces that usually have some sort of gem or crystal on them, a nose ring, gold ankle and wrist bracelets, and plenty of assorted rings. She takes her fasion very seriously, only accepting less around those she feels comfortable with.

|Apartment Bedroom|

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|Personality|
_{🕸Mischievous🕸Cunning🕸Proud🕸Sarcastic}

Avyanna is a laid back and "anything goes" type of person, though almost instinctively drawn to drama, enjoying to either start something and watch the scene unfold, or just to sit back and relax with a bowl of popcorn nearby. She almost never finishes things herself, and would rather have others do it for her instead. She tends to be a bit cynical, everything she does seems to be for her own gain though she does enjoy the company of other people, so friendliness is in her best nature.

She doesn't really like attention, unless it's for her fasion, so she most times stays out of the spotlight, and would much rather be in the background. Avyanna is rather intelligent and her patience level is super high, preferring to take her time when performing tasks or other things, and she's also slow to anger, though irritation is on the totally opposite end. She enjoys studying random topics, especially things on religion or history or the supernatural, as the past is extremely intriguing to her and she likes to know as much as she can.

She's an amazing actress, improv is just as easy as breathing for her, for she never falters and has an amazing memory, so keeping up with stories is no problem. She does tend to be a bit impulsive, which questions her wisdom a little amd brings her to make rash decisions, so she trys to stay out of situations that would bring her to make those decisions.

|Likes|
· Gardening
· Gambling
· Using gems and crystals for spiritual means
· Reading

|Dislikes|
· Unwanted attention
· Dogs
· Cold weather New York's really fuckin' cold

|Skills|
· Highly intelligent and having extensive knowledge on many subjects, Avyanna shows her strength through her mind and use of words rather than muscle; yes, large amounts of strength would be cool, but to her, being book smart is much more useful.
· She's a great liar, though of questionable loyalties. Will do anything to protect that of which she believes in.
· Unpredictable and not easily read, Avyanna enjoys throwing people off with fake cues and emotions, which makes her great at gambling and other risky games.

|Aspiration|
Avyanna wishes to understand her situation better, but also to keep up with her studying. She wants to eventually become someone in life, honestly, she's stuck and doesn't know who to ask for help. She's tried going online, but she can never get any true answers, which is extremely disappointing to her. She just wants to have her many questions filled.

|Affiliation|
???

|Fears|
· Her questions being unanswered
· Losing everything
· The unexpected to happen

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|History|
Born in Ethiopa, Africa, Avyanna was adopted in the US by a loving, middle class Vietnamese family, who were unable to have children of their own. Ever since she was young, Avyanna was always interested in the supernatural, never really growing out of the "fairy tale" age that soon grew into interest for spiritual rituals, collecting crystals and such to charge them, mostly keeping them for good luck and other phenomena. As she grew older, she found a small paradise in gardening and herbology, growing many diiferent species of flowers and vegetables, in which she would sell to help pay for college, even if it was just a little bit.

It was after highschool that Avyanna moved to New York for school, majoring in plant sciences with minors for religion and other history classes, along with biology. Still avidly researching the supernatural, but for a more realisitc cause, such as their effect on history and the past, "Vampires" weren't exactly a reality to her, until some time after her 26th birthday; Avyanna had been out of school for awhile now and was struggling to find a good paying job, not wanting to mooch off of her parents for money. She was just walking home, discussing with a friend on how time passed too fast, when she was attacked and bitten, barely making it out alive, though through the next few years, she had wished that she had died that day instead. Still clueless as to who bit her, she's tried to figure out this whole vampire ordeal, with little luck.

Now time has passed, and she's learned to cope with her new identity,though still trying to figure everything.

Wander🌙

Awesome! I can get the character sheet up soon-ish, probably a little later today

Wander🌙

_{Warning: May contain dark themes}

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_{¿Where Are We¿}

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Welcome to Riverway

_{An old roadside sign says as you drive slowly by, passing through a small, isolate town nearly in the middle of nowhere in direction of the cabin you and a few others were staying in. The flyer definitely made it look more appealing. This town was nearly empty, it probably wasn't but it sure seemed that way; only a few straggling faces here and there, curiously looking your way as the car drove by, their heads turning as their eyes followed the car. Its buildings were worn down, and not to mention the condition of the roads, which were seriously haphazardous, someone could get hurt, but this was Spring Break, and honestly, getting away from society sounded nice. The cabin, as you had found out earlier, was miles out of town, surrounded by a thick pine forest and a misty cover that hopefully cleared out soon, but other than the creepy, perfect-scene-for-a-horror-movie town and the forest that only enhanced that feel, it was perfect for a getaway with friends. Isolated. No authorities. Freedom. Trouble was definitely bound to stir up. But it was perfect.}

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A tiny, mysterious town with few, but odd residents, Riverway is home to the infamous Pine Forest, eerie is just one word to describe it, though fascinating. Mist covers the forest floor during a large portion of the year, but sometimes, on rare occasions, it does clear out, revealing a large and beautiful lake that glistens under the sun; tall and ancient pine trees, some of them containing hearts with the initials of past lovers carved in them, serving as memories to the residents; and the town certainly brightens up as the local diner is much more lively and known for its to die for food.

But like the mist that hangs around, the mysterious town is shrouded in rumors, whispers, and conspiracies. There are more than a few abandoned buildings with the phrase “Bring Them Back” graffitied in large letters all around the town with small piles of dead flower bouquets under them. Posters and flyers scattered around on boards through the area talk about alien sightings and masked murderers, and old news articles mentioning disappearances of random tourists and other nameless people. Riverway definitely has a dark history that only few know about, _{and perhaps it's better that way.}

And not only that, to those few who've been here for some time know that the forest seems to have a mind of its own. The isolation and the stillness of life around it causes a sense of paranoia over time, making people see and hear things that aren't there, and slowly tearing down the mind's emotional defenses leading to fight or flight responses and mental breakdowns. Common sense, trust, and realistic thinking slowly dissipate as tension heightens in a seemingly exponential manner. Or so it is rumored. But hey, it's Spring Break bitches.

_Nobody...

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Rules
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-For the basics, I would like posts to be at least 2-3 paragraphs
-Of course, everyone has lives other than this, but please post a once or twice a week please
-There will be plenty of drama within the roleplay, so keep it in there, thanks
-As for the one above: Drama is e n c o u r a g e d, along with characters who have some type of emotional baggage. It helps me with the plot more

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[Canceled]

Avyanna Winters; Vampire

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"If you call me 'Avy' one more time, a certain someone's not gonna wake up with a tongue tomorrow."

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Full Name|
Avyanna Ehpia Winters

|Age|
26

|Gender|
Female

|Height&Weight|
5'4 and 130 lbs

|Sexuality|
Pansexual

|Ethnicity|
Ethiopian

|Relationship Status|
Single

|Occupation|
Creates homemade jewelry on Etsy and sells tarot card readings, but most of the time works at the library. Just got another job at a small coffee shop.

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|Appearance|
Standing with as much poise and assertiveness as one could standing at 5'4, when Avyanna walks into a room, she makes sure that no games are gonna be played. With her head held high, and usually a small smirk on her full lips, it's obvious that she knows what she wants and how to get it whether that be by force or not. She has a soft, round face and a deep, rich skin tone accented by her light use of makeup, although she most of the time prefers a more natural look. She has messy, thick and curly hair that she's highly fond of, no matter how difficult it is to brush, and it's often wrapped with a sort of cloth material that helps her keep it contained. She has a piercing gaze and dominant green eyes that are surrounded by thick eyelashes and similar, defined eyebrows.

Avyanna's style usually consists of the flashy and somewhat flamboyant, often wearing a surplus of jewelery and a small amount of makeup to compliment her dark skin tone. She enjoys showing off a bit of skin, especially her legs, she's proud of them, though she tends to keep her arms covered usually in some sort of shaw-like covering. She drifts towards darker or neutral colors, but also different kinds of patterns and/or intricate designs on the fabric that she likes to believe that can be drawn back to her African heritage.

Most times Avyanna can be seen wearing some sort of head wrap, containing her thick, curly hair, which is surprising considering she has a lot of it. Her jewelery consists of large, dangling earrings, at least two or three necklaces that usually have some sort of gem or crystal on them, a nose ring, gold ankle and wrist bracelets, and plenty of assorted rings. She takes her fasion very seriously, only accepting less around those she feels comfortable with.

|Apartment Bedroom|

Image

|Personality|
_{🕸Mischievous🕸Cunning🕸Proud🕸Sarcastic}

Avyanna is a laid back and "anything goes" type of person, though almost instinctively drawn to drama, enjoying to either start something and watch the scene unfold, or just to sit back and relax with a bowl of popcorn nearby. She almost never finishes things herself, and would rather have others do it for her instead. She tends to be a bit cynical, everything she does seems to be for her own gain though she does enjoy the company of other people, so friendliness is in her best nature.

She doesn't really like attention, unless it's for her fasion, so she most times stays out of the spotlight, and would much rather be in the background. Avyanna is rather intelligent and her patience level is super high, preferring to take her time when performing tasks or other things, and she's also slow to anger, though irritation is on the totally opposite end. She enjoys studying random topics, especially things on religion or history or the supernatural, as the past is extremely intriguing to her and she likes to know as much as she can.

She's an amazing actress, improv is just as easy as breathing for her, for she never falters and has an amazing memory, so keeping up with stories is no problem. She does tend to be a bit impulsive, which questions her wisdom a little amd brings her to make rash decisions, so she trys to stay out of situations that would bring her to make those decisions.

|Likes|
· Gardening
· Gambling
· Using gems and crystals for spiritual means
· Reading

|Dislikes|
· Unwanted attention
· Dogs
· Cold weather New York's really fuckin' cold

|Skills|
· Highly intelligent and having extensive knowledge on many subjects, Avyanna shows her strength through her mind and use of words rather than muscle; yes, large amounts of strength would be cool, but to her, being book smart is much more useful.
· She's a great liar, though of questionable loyalties. Will do anything to protect that of which she believes in.
· Unpredictable and not easily read, Avyanna enjoys throwing people off with fake cues and emotions, which makes her great at gambling and other risky games.

|Aspiration|
Avyanna wishes to understand her situation better, but also to keep up with her studying. She wants to eventually become someone in life, honestly, she's stuck and doesn't know who to ask for help. She's tried going online, but she can never get any true answers, which is extremely disappointing to her. She just wants to have her many questions filled.

|Affiliation|
???

|Fears|
· Her questions being unanswered
· Losing everything
· The unexpected to happen

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|History|
Born in Ethiopa, Africa, Avyanna was adopted in the US by a loving, middle class Vietnamese family, who were unable to have children of their own. Ever since she was young, Avyanna was always interested in the supernatural, never really growing out of the "fairy tale" age that soon grew into interest for spiritual rituals, collecting crystals and such to charge them, mostly keeping them for good luck and other phenomena. As she grew older, she found a small paradise in gardening and herbology, growing many diiferent species of flowers and vegetables, in which she would sell to help pay for college, even if it was just a little bit.

It was after highschool that Avyanna moved to New York for school, majoring in plant sciences with minors for religion and other history classes, along with biology. Still avidly researching the supernatural, but for a more realisitc cause, such as their effect on history and the past, "Vampires" weren't exactly a reality to her, until some time after her 26th birthday; Avyanna had been out of school for awhile now and was struggling to find a good paying job, not wanting to mooch off of her parents for money. She was just walking home, discussing with a friend on how time passed too fast, when she was attacked and bitten, barely making it out alive, though through the next few years, she had wished that she had died that day instead. Still clueless as to who bit her, she's tried to figure out this whole vampire ordeal, with little luck.

Now time has passed, and she's learned to cope with her new identity,though still trying to figure everything.