Post by hawthorne on Feb 25, 2010 13:41:30 GMT -8
`you rule the world, you give the word.
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And if Charlotte should fall behind...[/b]
"Ain't nothing wrong with a little bit of Trouble. With a little bit of Magic. The world is all Blood, Sex, and Magic"
` you've got to learn to act like god.[/b][/size][/center]
, age 100+
, rp experience Years!
, how you found us idk
, contacts maa pm me [/size][/ul]
`just let their suffering slip your mind.
[/b][/size][/center], nicknames She is only ever addressed as Hawthorne.
, age 343
, date of birth Forgotten over the years, so Charlotte celebrates it on the first of the year.
, species Vampire.
, canon if you're not on the canon list, ignore.
, face claimemilie autumn [/size][/ul]
`in which we nod in agreement.
[/b][/size][/center], weight 95
, tattoos&piercings Charlotte being herself, always loved sticking out, and coming up with new ways to express herself. Be it her hair, or her clothes, and even piercings, and tattoos. She has both of her ears done three times, as well as her belly button, and her nose has a stud in it. She typical just puts a stub in all three sometimes though, she will put a chain from her nose to her ear, on days she's really wild. Her tattoos consist of a heart on her hip bone on her left side. Also a rose on her right wrist. She's sure she will get another one when she comes up with a good idea.
, distinguishing features Her hair, and her eyes.
, physical flaws She's sickly thin. Her shoulder blades, and ribs stick out, unless she's gorged herself on blood, which she rarely does. Also there is the permeant scar in between her breast in the shape of a cross. From the cross she wears at all times.
, personal style Charlotte likes to wear things that stick out sort of. Things that she thinks are like her, beautiful and damaged. She sows most of her own clothes. Her style is typically something nice, like a corset, or a fancy skirt that she's made. With something like shorts, or fishnets. It's an interesting style, that she's never seen anyone ever copy, it's all hers and she likes it.
, general description
Born with a pale complexion when she was a human. Which has only become more pale with the years of not seeing the sun. Her skin is as pale as porcelain, it's also smooth like such.
Charlotte is short coming up to only 5 ft, 4 inches. She has always been thought to be tiny. She was also anorexic in her life. Scary thin, to the point her bones stuck out. When she was bitten, she was recovering from this. So she ended up being super thin, some of her bones still stick out, like her shoulder blades, but her ribs stick out less.
Charlotte's hair is her signature sort of. It is a bright and eye burning red. She keeps her hair down for the most part, though there are rare days when she puts it up. Sometimes extensions are added for pops of color. Not that there needed, Charlotte's hair extends past the middle of her back. Flowing in always wavy locks, that rarely curly like her hair likes to do. Her face is very define by her hair.
Her eyes are naturally a gray blue color. When they are combined with her red hair, and pale skin, they look much brighter. [/size][/ul]
`help me escape from lonely choirs
[/b][/size][/center]Fairy Tales : Something about that little kid that she was when she was little never left Charlotte. To this day she still loves Fairy tales, and thinking people end up happy ever after, it's a nice thought to have in this day and age. After all, what girl never dreamed about having her own Prince Charming?
Traveling : Charlotte loves to go somewhere new. Learn a new language, study about different traditions. She loves to study how the world thinks it's so different from everyone else, when really all of them have similar traits. She loves learning about the different religions, ancient or not that people believe in.
Some of her other interest consist of, music, partying, tattoos, fay, playing with humans, having human boys around her, keeping promises, the unseelie king, escaping, cold, costumes, rain, thunderstorms, singing, performing, being in the city, beautiful things, children, being clean.
, dislikes Being Thirsty Just like normal humans, vampires don't like getting hungry. Charlotte's known to be a bitch when she's hungry.
Letting People Close When Charlotte was younger, she used to have mortal friends. They died and she didn't though. Charlotte watched them all go threw their lives, and leave her behind. Since then she doesn't let people close she doesn't like people being close.
Rude People Charlotte doesn't like dealing with rude people. For that fact she doesn't really like people, vampire, were, or human. People annoy her when they aren't mature.
Following Orders Charlotte has never in her entire life human or not been good at taking orders.
Others are things like, being around other vampires, being around someone older then her, being used, being inside of drama, being sick, the color yellow, remembering being human, killing her victims, being told no, drugs, being sick, being hurt, lies, using people, being used, being trapped, half truths, not getting the whole story, burns.
, strengths Being away from other vampires, standing out, being creative, expressing herself, speaking her mind, being fearless, not letting people hurt her.
, weaknesses letting anyone close to her heart, controlling herself while feeding, holds a grudge, following orders, paranoid about being used.
, goals To inspire someone, to find someone she can be with.
, fears Fire, final death, sunlight, being used, being in love.
, secrets Used to be in love with one of the fay in this town.[/ul]
`cause this is about life.
[/b][/size][/center], father n/a
, mother n/a
, sibling(s) n/a
, pets Bixby a black cat, a crow named Edgar.
, other family .
, history It is a widely taken fact in the vampire realm, that when a human is sired, there human memories get fuzzy. For most vampires, these memories get fuzzier as the years go by, until they often can't even remember there human life. This is not always the case though. In the one girl who was turned at the physical age of seventeen this was anything but the truth. Charlotte was seventeen when she was turned, of course her name wasn't Charlotte back then. It was Dkaterina, she was a seventeen year old girl about to be married to her second husband after the first was killed traveling to her. Her father had always used stories about monsters, who looked like humans but more beautiful, who drink the blood of humans to survive. It was supposed to keep her in line, but only made her fearful of the outside world. She was a good catholic girl though, and she thought if she was pure she would be okay. Well seeing as she has just turned Three Hundred and forty three, it's safe to say that didn't work on keeping her safe. Neither did wearing a cross around her neck. A cross she still wears to this day.
Dkaterina, was on her way to go and meet her new husband. She was to be wed, and to bare him many children. That was her job in life to cook and clean, and to bare children. When she was on her way, her carriage was attacked. It was winter and she lived miles away from anyone else. She was alone with her driver, when she stepped out of the carriage, she was attacked. The vampire had red eyes, she knew what it was but before she could try to run he was on her. That night she was sired, it was extremely painful and she cried for hours. Motionless and in pain, she was taught the ways by her master. Who was a frenchman, who taught her to speak the language, but who never taught her his name. He never trusted her, he was ruthless and bloody with his kills. Her memories never faded, and the more time she spent with her master the more she grew to fear the man. He was the one who taught her how to kill, teaching her to always get her fill of blood and not care for the life she was taking. Dkaterina tried to keep some of them alive, taking just enough of their blood. Her master would always beat her for this, and go on killing them in front of her. Showing her only cruelty. The pair spent two decades together, with him trying to teach her the ways of vampires. Vampire he told her thats what she was now, she was no longer a weak little human, who screamed and cried when he took her life. She was something stronger and much better then that. Her only flaw he told her was her heart, she cared. She was compassionate towards the humans they found often getting them caught because she wouldn't kill them. On the morning of what would have been her thirtieth birthday, her master left her. She'd gotten them chased out of Venice and he told her he would be better off without her.
It was nearly another four decades before Dkaterina came across another vampire. This time it was a female, they met in Italy. This woman was nothing like her cruel master, still at the sight of another vampire Dkaterina ran away. She was afraid of them, those who where like her blood stealers. They where monsters, the worst of the worst. The worst thing for Dkaterina, who had been raised to fear god, was that she was dammed. She knew when her finally passing comes and she turns to ash, she will be turned away at the gates to the holy kingdom. Dkaterina spent years, wondering all of europe, and even into asia. She tried to find a place where she fit in, with humans still. This wasn't easy for her, sometimes she was reduced to drinking pigs blood, which didn't satisfy her thirst. She grew weak off of animal blood, until she drank a dead animals blood. It was dead blood and poison. After nearly killing herself with this, she was to weak to take care of herself. She attacked without thought only trying to heal herself from the poison blood. When it was done, she knew she could no longer be with humans. She was empty inside she fit in now where.
Still Dkaterina tried to fit in for years, she tried in many ways. Changing her name with ever new city she went to. Her name evolved many times of the century. Starting with Dkaterina, then she spent a decade as Renee, she lived well as Renee. She even married a man when she was named Renee, living in Rome. After many years though, the villagers found out her nature. She was ungrowing, her face never aging. She was cold to the touch, and she was to fast for them. She was something they called evil. She was chased out of Rome, where she never returned. This story came again and again, she could adapt to humans, lean the fashion which she found interesting. Living amongst them for short amounts of time, before her nature was discovered and she was forced to flee. In all of these years, she rarely met another vampire. Something she was greatful for as the monsters still frightened her. She didn't want to be one of them. She has even tried to meet the sun, and kill herself in many ways. Everytime though, she ends up chickening out. It kills her that she is not able to do this to herself, but she does know all the ways to kill a vampire.
Ten years ago, Charlotte heard a rumor that someone like her old mentor had been spotted in the United States. Charlotte got on the first plan she could, and came across the border. Since then she has been walking around the US. Living her life for the past hundred years, she is slowly forgetting her master. Trying to live as a vampire, and lately she has gotten into the habit of meeting with Fay, and teasing the occasional were. Tempting them to kill her. [/size][/ul].[/color]
` which only hollow voices sing.
[/b][/size][/center], member title Red Queen
, rules word -admin edit-
, rp sample .
Quinn, Tristan, or Faylinn.[/size][/ul]
` are there giants too, in the dance?
[/b][/size][/center]This application was made exclusively for Nevermore by Maura Lee Bee. Steal it, and I will release the hounds when you least expect it. And they're not cute little puppies either. They are ravenous beasts because I constantly forget to feed them. They bite, by the way. And love flesh. Don't make me release the hounds. O _ O
Lyrics are from Meg & Dia's "Are There Giants Too, In the Dance?" on their album Here, Here, and Here.
[/size]Lyrics are from Meg & Dia's "Are There Giants Too, In the Dance?" on their album Here, Here, and Here.
