Post by Scarlet Morti on Feb 14, 2009 9:10:38 GMT -5
it's all about YOU;;
Name: Rose
Other Characters: None
How much will you be able to login?: Everyday of course !
the CHARACTER;;
Name: Scarlet Morti
Age: Died at the age of 26, now is around 450.
Species: Vampire of course
Celeb: Emile de ravin
Personality:
Cold and distant, she is untouchable by human feelings, true she would display some for humour but none would come to her… regret maybe when something doesn’t turn out as it was supposed to but nothing that would cloud her mind with thoughts of love and lust. She doesn’t fall for men nor women, she is past the stage of befriending humans or even other vampires.
All together Scarlet is rather closed minded and ignorant, slightly like our old friend glory but not as drastic as she is very logical and almost always speaks in riddles.
History:
Scarlet was the only child of a king. Because she was his only heir, she was trained in everything needed to rule a country, including war craft. Her life was one of simple elegance; she never wanted for anything and had logical desires from an early age. Always practical.
When she was 18 some invaders attacked the castle. Despite the force of their royal guard and the battlements of the castle, they were overcome and her father was slain near her door. Hearing his final battle, she took one of the swords from her wall decoration and ran out to confront his killers. She held her own for a brief moment purely because of her skill and the element of surprise, but the invaders bested her. They were vampires in search of a new residence for their children and had chosen their castle for its tactical and financial practicality.
Scarlet was then locked In her room, waiting the older vampire to see her. When he did however there was a sudden turn of events, the Vampire took a liking to the young girl for reasons hidden to her, and so on the same night her father had been killed Scarlet was turned into a pure vampire, powers were passed down to her from her new master.
Years past and she was served as an entertainment, killing and fighting those that crossed her master. She was tormented never given clothes as she preformed stunts and tricks… she was then used for her beauty for the vampires pleasures and soon Scarlet understood why that night he had not killed her…
However, one night about 200 - 300 years later the castle was evaded yet again, battles were taken out left right and centre and Scarlet took this is her queue to leave and ran out into the night. She lived in the shadows for years, seducing men with her power to change emotions, manipulating them and living off their blood and wealth… She watched new vampires take control, petty vampires with no strength and it brought anger to her core.
Now however Scarlet has now moved away from it all and into the city, after the end of the world as they said …
Occupation: Nope, she doesn’t need one…
Likes:
- Dresses
- Being a vampire
- Rich men
- Trustworthy people
- courageous vampires
Dislikes:
- Unintelligent vampires
- Humans believing themselves superieur
- the sun and holy objects of course
- backstabbing, lying or cheating people
- betrayal
Cannon?: NO
Codeword: [ADMIN EDIT]
RP Sample:
Scarlet walked slowly, the trees around her seemed to part at her will as her own grace swerved easily around the gripping branches… She paused and looked around, searching for the male that had given her shelter, the male who she had seen buy a golden watch and had followed him home and tormented his feelings into loving her… she had done wrong, she had tormented him into insanity and now he had ran away screaming to the shadows.
Her pace quickened at the sound of running footsteps, her pulse slowly mirroring her footsteps until she saw him up ahead. She closed her eyes, using her vampires speed she found herself in front of him… he skidded to a halt and screamed in pain though Scarlet had not touched him “ Please Calm down love” she said her voice innocent and loving as she tried again to reach out to his own feelings trying to calm the fear.
” NOOO, leave me alone, you are not her you are not her !” he continued to scream before collapsing on the floor, suddenly the gentle look of innocence disappeared and Scarlet tilted her head, her face showed not one emotion as she sat down before him, her eyes glided over to his neck where her marks were already healing… she took his shoulders and the man started sobbing still murmuring under his breath “ you are not her you are not her!” and then nothing, Scarlet entered her fangs into his neck in one fast movement as she continued to drink him dry he fell against her.
Standing up she looked sadly at the man “ I truly thought you would survive longer” she said her voice vaguely hinting a slight regret in his death as she bent down and put her hands on his temples, her palm flattened and her fingertips spread, and in a fast jerk his head came free of his body and she let it fall to his side “ shame that” she said as she cleaned her hands, her soft silvery gold hair blew slowly in the wind…
Finally the blood had been erased from her hands and she sighed happily, her mind however picked up the faint traces of fear. She turned towards the trees, her voice was low and menacing “ Come out, come out and play ” she whispered as the fear perked up she could already taste is, strong and electrifying.
“ What have you done?” screamed the male, terror not mistaken in his voice as he rushed out of the trees and towards the man… she frowned as he picked up the wrist to check the pulse “ Father, how great of you to fall upon us this evening, now I mustn’t be rude to a worker of my most favourite enemy must I?” she said with a cruel smile as she sat upon a low brunch, her blue eyes watching him slowly.
“ why do you mess your hands up in blood checking for a pulse, when he clearly has no head” she asked the man, curiosity raining upon her words yet they held an icy edge. “ you know, I have never liked you kind… too optimistic” she said as the black clocked Father pulled out a cross and was now muttering under his breath, “ It seems you cant wait to join your master” she finished and appeared behind him, grinning widely “ Goodbye father, say hello to god for me… id like him to have my deepest regards” she whispered before snapping his neck…
Once before she had been foolish enough to rip out their necks, until one night the cross had pulled free… even still her palm was mattered in burn marks, oh how she hated the lot of them.
