》B A S I C S
Full name: Melinera Hills
Age: 22
Date of Birth: 01/15/1998
Gender: Female
Occupation: Photography Student
Where are you from?: Ember Grove
Are you aware of the supernatural?: Yes
》A P P E A R A N C E
Height: 5’5
Weight: 125
Hair Color: Black
Hair Length: Mid-Back
Skin Color: Pale
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Tattoos, Piercings, etc skin markings: Scars on her neck, arms and torso from when she was attacked
》R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Any pre-determined friends?: No
Siblings' Status: None
Parents' Status: Alive
Pets: A cat named Lucius
How open is your character to friends from 1 to 10?: 4
How open is your character to romance from 1 to 10?: 3 |
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》I N T E R E S T S
Likes:
💀 Photography
💀 Black and purple
💀 Black coffee
💀 Taking pictures
💀 Smoking
💀 Horror movies
💀 Spending time with her family
Dislikes:
💀 Soup
💀 Lavender
💀 People who talk too much
💀 The vampire who attacked her
💀 Self-entitled people
Hobbies:
💀 Taking pictures
💀 Listening to music
💀 Cooking
💀 Watching movies
💀 Drawing
💀 Video-games
Skills:
💀 She's an intermediate artist, drawing well either on paper or on a computer
💀 She's a decent cook
💀 She's already considered a professional photographer |
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Since she was a child, Melinera has had trouble making friends. It’s not that she’s not sociable or doesn’t like being around people, she’s just very quiet and calm and usually doesn’t stand out from the crowd. With her family and few friends, she’s very pleasant and composed, but she also has a sense of humor, most of the time a bit too dark for her family.
After her attack, she became isolated and depressed, dealing with the emotional scars and sense of loneliness by herself. She was tortured to the brink of death and she couldn’t tell anyone what really happened. She questioned herself, whether what she saw and felt was a product of her imagination or whether it had been real. And she’d never know for sure. Not unless she found proof.
》H I S T O R YMelinera Hills was born in Ember Grove as the single child of Edwin and Camille Hills. All her life she was surrounded by love and compassion, being taught what’s right and wrong, and she learned to be a good and decent person. From a young age she showed an interest in photography and as soon as her parents could, they bought her her first camera.
When she was 5 she lost her grandmother to cancer and on that day, without even understanding the concept of death, she swore to her parents she would never die. That loss had a great impact on the child. While she was happy, she was also quiet and didn’t make friends easily. Where she was adventurous, she was ever so cautious. She developed an intense fear of death, to the point where she wouldn’t even leave the house for a few months. She got therapy and returned to society again, but the fear never left her.
It was on New Year’s Eve of 2020 that it happened. She was at a bar with a couple friends from college, watching as her friends danced and had fun. She stepped out for a smoke and was approached by a red-haired guy, about the same age as her. A little drunk, they talked for a while… And after that things went blurry. She doesn’t remember how, but she was somehow in a dark alley, away from the bar, with the stranger running after her, laughing as he chased her. She fell and scraped her hands, trying to recover before he reached her. He was talking to her but she couldn’t hear. She doesn’t remember anything else after that. Except one thing… The red-haired. He bit her neck and drank from her blood, laughing in between gulps. After that she must’ve passed out. She remembers waking up in the hospital, covered in bandages and with a broken arm. Someone had found her in the alley covered in blood and called an ambulance. If it weren’t for the person who found her she would’ve died.
Now she spends her days trying to convince herself that what happened is impossible. But it did happen, she knows it in her heart. She still has nightmares about that night. But she also has hope. Perhaps she found her answer after all.
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