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It's Good Friday everyone, or as the Romans on Golgotha say, "It's hammer time!"
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@LiegeLord The usual, just chilling and waiting on my ship to keep sailing XD
<Snipped quote by Rusalka>
How about I just squirt you with a squirt bottle and say "Bad Rusalka!"
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I feel as if a thousand hugs would be better.
Ermmm... I'll take both. ^__^
@KatherinWinter Aww goats dammit! Dx I think I need to re-edit my posts then! *headdesk*
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Aaaaaannd here they are! ^o^
~"And so our hunt begins anew..."~
Eyes are actually as blue as ice. The whites of her eyes turn black when she's angry.
AGE:
Unknown (Appears around her late twenties to early thirties)
GENDER:
Female
SPECIES:
Vampire (Changed sometime during the Renaissance in Venice)
AFFILIATION:
Her own side
PERSONALITY:
Charming and elegant, a very noble 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 she fears getting too close to anyone...thinking it may invoke her vampiric side and drive her into bloodlust and mayhem. The only exception to this is her servant/lover Camille. 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 at home, playing piano, painting, and has even taken up a bit of swordplay, which she's become a rather avid swordswoman. It's become apparent to some that she enjoys the company of women more than men, possibly even a physical attraction to them. She is also sociable with men, but she has a particular disdain for some, especially if they take advantage of a woman in any way or are cruel to them.
However, despite her sociable nature, she isn't quite fond of working alongside humans.
BIO:
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 them, all of them, for killing her family, destroying her home...and turning her into a monster. For several years she's traveled about the world, learning of different supernatural horrors such as the dreaded vampires and how to slay them efficiently. She steeped herself not only in the knowledge of her cause, but also that of literature, music, art, and whatever else caught her fancy, even...a few beautiful maidens here and there. 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, Rebecca finds herself in the United States with a considerable amount of wealth and a new thrall/assistant by her side named Camille. She still seeks to avenge her family's death by tracking down and killing the Vampire who murdered them, yet she has also turned her attention towards recent events. Rebecca has also gained another ally in a mysterious male vampire she spared reluctantly during an investigation of a coven in New Orleans She's mostly used him as an informant, but his services always came with a hefty price. (Hope that's cool with you @Wraithblade6)
POWERS:
Rebecca's powers are mostly affiliated with darkness, such as shadow manipulation, etc. Other abilities of hers include telepathy, the ability to enter people's dreams and tamper with them, and to hypnotize others with her charm.
ABILITIES/FAULTS:
Rebecca is noted for being quite agile, dexterous, and acrobatic, not to mention having enhanced phsyical strength and stamina and an extensive knowledge of firearms and bladed weapons, though she is more fond of the former over the latter. Her eyes are more developed than the average human being too, allowing her to see from further distances with crystal clear accuracy. Rebecca also has considerable pain tolerance, almost feeling no pain at all. Working as a private detective too has gained her some notoriety for her amazing investigative skills, namely her eidetic memory and her keen observation. However, she is a shrewd judge of character, trusting no one other than those closest to her. This has caused her at times to come off as cold, and has sometimes made her more enemies than friends or lovers.
OTHER:
CHARACTER THEME:
You're Not Here - by Akira Yamaoka and Mary Elizabeth McGlynn
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Eyes are actually as blue as ice. The whites of her eyes turn black when she's angry.
~REBECCA SELIE VALENTINE~
AGE:
Unknown (Appears around her late twenties to early thirties)
GENDER:
Female
SPECIES:
Vampire (Changed sometime during the Renaissance in Venice)
AFFILIATION:
Her own side
PERSONALITY:
Charming and elegant, a very noble 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 she fears getting too close to anyone...thinking it may invoke her vampiric side and drive her into bloodlust and mayhem. The only exception to this is her servant/lover Camille. 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 at home, playing piano, painting, and has even taken up a bit of swordplay, which she's become a rather avid swordswoman. It's become apparent to some that she enjoys the company of women more than men, possibly even a physical attraction to them. She is also sociable with men, but she has a particular disdain for some, especially if they take advantage of a woman in any way or are cruel to them.
However, despite her sociable nature, she isn't quite fond of working alongside humans.
BIO:
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 them, all of them, for killing her family, destroying her home...and turning her into a monster. For several years she's traveled about the world, learning of different supernatural horrors such as the dreaded vampires and how to slay them efficiently. She steeped herself not only in the knowledge of her cause, but also that of literature, music, art, and whatever else caught her fancy, even...a few beautiful maidens here and there. 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, Rebecca finds herself in the United States with a considerable amount of wealth and a new thrall/assistant by her side named Camille. She still seeks to avenge her family's death by tracking down and killing the Vampire who murdered them, yet she has also turned her attention towards recent events. Rebecca has also gained another ally in a mysterious male vampire she spared reluctantly during an investigation of a coven in New Orleans She's mostly used him as an informant, but his services always came with a hefty price. (Hope that's cool with you @Wraithblade6)
POWERS:
Rebecca's powers are mostly affiliated with darkness, such as shadow manipulation, etc. Other abilities of hers include telepathy, the ability to enter people's dreams and tamper with them, and to hypnotize others with her charm.
ABILITIES/FAULTS:
Rebecca is noted for being quite agile, dexterous, and acrobatic, not to mention having enhanced phsyical strength and stamina and an extensive knowledge of firearms and bladed weapons, though she is more fond of the former over the latter. Her eyes are more developed than the average human being too, allowing her to see from further distances with crystal clear accuracy. Rebecca also has considerable pain tolerance, almost feeling no pain at all. Working as a private detective too has gained her some notoriety for her amazing investigative skills, namely her eidetic memory and her keen observation. However, she is a shrewd judge of character, trusting no one other than those closest to her. This has caused her at times to come off as cold, and has sometimes made her more enemies than friends or lovers.
OTHER:
CHARACTER THEME:
You're Not Here - by Akira Yamaoka and Mary Elizabeth McGlynn
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"Ah! Mistress! Wait for Me!"
Eyes are actually emerald Green. Often they'll become feral and cat-like if she's either angry or excited.
AGE:
19 (16 when she was turned by Rebecca)
GENDER:
Female
SPECIES:
Vampire
AFFILIATION:
Rebecca's side
PERSONALITY:
A bit shy around other people besides her mistress, she's a rather plucky and cheerful kind of girl with a bubbly attitude and an optimistic outlook on life. She adores things such as cute clothes, animals, and things that make her happy, and she loves to cook and make others smile. However, in an instant her personality can shift and she can become aggressive and violent. Cammie may seem like a push-over, but what she lacks in strength she makes up for in fierce devotion. To Rebecca alone Cammie is devoted to serving her and protecting her as well. She also has an intimate and emotional connection with the woman and becomes jealous when she sees others flirting with Rebecca, often to the point of lashing out at them. Because of her abilities as well, she has the utmost respect for the dead.
Camille however doesn't share much of the same zeal as her Mistress when it comes to slaying vampires and other creatures of horror. Nevertheless, she keeps her qualms unnoticed, staying devoted to the woman she will love and protect till the end. Like her mistress, she doesn't feel comfortable working with humans either, mostly because she is afraid of them. She's not too fond either of their vampire informant, often calling him old man.
BIO:
Cammie was always a strange girl. She never made friends in school, often because she was ridiculed, and most of the time she stayed locked in her bedroom lost in her own little world, due to her abusive alcoholic father and her neglectful mother. Sometimes, she would even sneak out after dark and stay in the cemetery, speaking with the ghosts that resided there and learning of their stories. Cammie's powers are believed to have emerged after she was born dead then came back to life, supposedly gaining a link between the world of the living and the dead. Slowly her abilities manifested and by the time she was twelve, she began to develop her mind reading powers and her precognitive vision. Though as amazing as these were, it didn't do much but alienate her from the rest of the world. She was constantly bullied in school and her parents only ignored her further.
Then one night while she snuck out to the cemetery, Cammie saw a bunch of high school boys kicking over gravestones and spraying graffiti on the mausoleums. Angry, she tried to confront them, but they overpowered her and one by one they took turns beating her and savaging her until she was nearly dead. Bleeding, bruised, and nearly every inch of her body in pain, she could barely move. Then one of the boys pulled out a switchblade and started cutting into her shirt. Cammie closed her eyes, knowing what these sick bastards had in mind, knowing that she couldn't escape from it. She bit her lip and feared the worst...until...she felt something warm splash against her. She opened her eyes and discovered a woman, seething with anger, her eyes black as the pit of Hell. In her blood drenched hand she held the heart of the boy, freshly ripped from his chest and bit into it ravenously. The others soon ran away in fear, screaming into the night, yet Cammie, try as she may she couldn't squirm away from this ghastly horror.
As it turned out though....maybe she didn't want to...as the woman's face returned to normal, displaying such beauty Cammie's eyes ever beheld. The mysterious woman knelt beside her, cradling the beaten girl in her arms and looking upon her with eyes that showed worry and compassion. "They're gone now..." She whispered to Cammie. "They won't hurt you again...." She could sense that Cammie was slowly dying and in a last act to save her, she asked the girl, "Girl...are you willing to accept eternal life, despite what it should entail?" Weakly Cammie nodded, her eyes widening as she saw....fangs...in the woman's mouth.
She knew who...or rather what she was in the presence of, but nevertheless...she accepted knowing she would be turned into one. The woman's fangs plunged into her neck and she drank of her crimson nectar. Softly Cammie whimpered and her body went limp in the woman's grasp...everything around her growing...dark.. From that day forward, Cammie had abandoned everything. She no longer cared for friends or for her ungrateful parents. Forever faithful she remained to the very woman who saved her life and gave it back to her anew. The vampire Rebecca.
POWERS:
Before she was turned by Rebecca, Cammie had some psychic powers. She can see and speak to the dead and read the minds of whoever she touches, also she can receive visions from objects she touches as well, such as an item belonging to a person.
ABILITIES/FAULTS:
Like Rebecca, Camille is agile but fairly clumsy and has some swordplay under her belt, but not as good as her Mistress. Where Camille excels most is in marksmanship. She's a good shot with almost any firearm and can hit her targets with the utmost accuracy from even a great distance. Over time she has learned a few martial arts as well, meaning she can hold her own quite efficiently against unarmed foes. And over time she has become a formidable hacker, mostly utilizing this skill to get her Mistress out of sticky situations or to sabotage their enemies. It has also served in gathering valuable information during their many hunts/investigations.
OTHER:
CHARACTER THEME:
Letter from Lost Days - by Akira Yamaoka and Mary Elizabeth McGlynn
Eyes are actually emerald Green. Often they'll become feral and cat-like if she's either angry or excited.
-CAMILLE "CAMMIE" BELLE WINTERS-
AGE:
19 (16 when she was turned by Rebecca)
GENDER:
Female
SPECIES:
Vampire
AFFILIATION:
Rebecca's side
PERSONALITY:
A bit shy around other people besides her mistress, she's a rather plucky and cheerful kind of girl with a bubbly attitude and an optimistic outlook on life. She adores things such as cute clothes, animals, and things that make her happy, and she loves to cook and make others smile. However, in an instant her personality can shift and she can become aggressive and violent. Cammie may seem like a push-over, but what she lacks in strength she makes up for in fierce devotion. To Rebecca alone Cammie is devoted to serving her and protecting her as well. She also has an intimate and emotional connection with the woman and becomes jealous when she sees others flirting with Rebecca, often to the point of lashing out at them. Because of her abilities as well, she has the utmost respect for the dead.
Camille however doesn't share much of the same zeal as her Mistress when it comes to slaying vampires and other creatures of horror. Nevertheless, she keeps her qualms unnoticed, staying devoted to the woman she will love and protect till the end. Like her mistress, she doesn't feel comfortable working with humans either, mostly because she is afraid of them. She's not too fond either of their vampire informant, often calling him old man.
BIO:
Cammie was always a strange girl. She never made friends in school, often because she was ridiculed, and most of the time she stayed locked in her bedroom lost in her own little world, due to her abusive alcoholic father and her neglectful mother. Sometimes, she would even sneak out after dark and stay in the cemetery, speaking with the ghosts that resided there and learning of their stories. Cammie's powers are believed to have emerged after she was born dead then came back to life, supposedly gaining a link between the world of the living and the dead. Slowly her abilities manifested and by the time she was twelve, she began to develop her mind reading powers and her precognitive vision. Though as amazing as these were, it didn't do much but alienate her from the rest of the world. She was constantly bullied in school and her parents only ignored her further.
Then one night while she snuck out to the cemetery, Cammie saw a bunch of high school boys kicking over gravestones and spraying graffiti on the mausoleums. Angry, she tried to confront them, but they overpowered her and one by one they took turns beating her and savaging her until she was nearly dead. Bleeding, bruised, and nearly every inch of her body in pain, she could barely move. Then one of the boys pulled out a switchblade and started cutting into her shirt. Cammie closed her eyes, knowing what these sick bastards had in mind, knowing that she couldn't escape from it. She bit her lip and feared the worst...until...she felt something warm splash against her. She opened her eyes and discovered a woman, seething with anger, her eyes black as the pit of Hell. In her blood drenched hand she held the heart of the boy, freshly ripped from his chest and bit into it ravenously. The others soon ran away in fear, screaming into the night, yet Cammie, try as she may she couldn't squirm away from this ghastly horror.
As it turned out though....maybe she didn't want to...as the woman's face returned to normal, displaying such beauty Cammie's eyes ever beheld. The mysterious woman knelt beside her, cradling the beaten girl in her arms and looking upon her with eyes that showed worry and compassion. "They're gone now..." She whispered to Cammie. "They won't hurt you again...." She could sense that Cammie was slowly dying and in a last act to save her, she asked the girl, "Girl...are you willing to accept eternal life, despite what it should entail?" Weakly Cammie nodded, her eyes widening as she saw....fangs...in the woman's mouth.
She knew who...or rather what she was in the presence of, but nevertheless...she accepted knowing she would be turned into one. The woman's fangs plunged into her neck and she drank of her crimson nectar. Softly Cammie whimpered and her body went limp in the woman's grasp...everything around her growing...dark.. From that day forward, Cammie had abandoned everything. She no longer cared for friends or for her ungrateful parents. Forever faithful she remained to the very woman who saved her life and gave it back to her anew. The vampire Rebecca.
POWERS:
Before she was turned by Rebecca, Cammie had some psychic powers. She can see and speak to the dead and read the minds of whoever she touches, also she can receive visions from objects she touches as well, such as an item belonging to a person.
ABILITIES/FAULTS:
Like Rebecca, Camille is agile but fairly clumsy and has some swordplay under her belt, but not as good as her Mistress. Where Camille excels most is in marksmanship. She's a good shot with almost any firearm and can hit her targets with the utmost accuracy from even a great distance. Over time she has learned a few martial arts as well, meaning she can hold her own quite efficiently against unarmed foes. And over time she has become a formidable hacker, mostly utilizing this skill to get her Mistress out of sticky situations or to sabotage their enemies. It has also served in gathering valuable information during their many hunts/investigations.
OTHER:
CHARACTER THEME:
Letter from Lost Days - by Akira Yamaoka and Mary Elizabeth McGlynn
@KatherinWinter The mistake has been fixed with my other post. I just put it as Evelyn mistaking the book for Dracula. Again I deeply apologize, and as punishment for me usurping your character...eh...somewhat, I am now going to have @Framing A Moose hit me fifteen hundred times in the face with a dead fish. Hop to it Moosey! <.<
@KatherinWinter
The book she had thought to be Dracula wasn't, as it turned out upon further view Evelyn was mistaken. Either way she huffed rolling her eyes. Not the answer she was expecting from this chick. "Yeah well I hope it's over quick. Who wants to listen to some old geezer drone on and on for a whole fricking hour?" She muttered crossing her arms and leaning back in her seat more. "So, you must read alot, huh? Ever read any Poe or Lovecraft?"
@minette
Hearing the lech behind her though soured her mood, Evelyn scowling and gritting her teeth, but as she turned to face him, both eyes gleaming red and a twisted smirk crossing her lips, she snickered. "Why yes. It's a seminar on what happens to perverts when they mess with the spawn of a demon. Usually it's something excruciatingly painful and humiliating."
The book she had thought to be Dracula wasn't, as it turned out upon further view Evelyn was mistaken. Either way she huffed rolling her eyes. Not the answer she was expecting from this chick. "Yeah well I hope it's over quick. Who wants to listen to some old geezer drone on and on for a whole fricking hour?" She muttered crossing her arms and leaning back in her seat more. "So, you must read alot, huh? Ever read any Poe or Lovecraft?"
@minette
Hearing the lech behind her though soured her mood, Evelyn scowling and gritting her teeth, but as she turned to face him, both eyes gleaming red and a twisted smirk crossing her lips, she snickered. "Why yes. It's a seminar on what happens to perverts when they mess with the spawn of a demon. Usually it's something excruciatingly painful and humiliating."
@KatherinWinter Ok ok I wasn't expecting you to get so miffed about it, and I wasn't deciding for your character either. It was just an honest mistake that I can rectify. And second Ev doesn't know if the assembly has started or not because she was listening to music the whole time.
@Wraithblade6 I'm cool with them knowing Mithias already. Probably just continue from the whole Rebecca not shooting him in the head in New Orleans. I'll post their CS later tonight. At work right now.
@KatherinWinter
The girl turned to her, Evelyn meeting her with a monotonous scowl. "You know when this lame assembly is over? I wanna get to my dorm." She asked grumbling.
The girl turned to her, Evelyn meeting her with a monotonous scowl. "You know when this lame assembly is over? I wanna get to my dorm." She asked grumbling.
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