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{First Name} Madden
{Middle Name} Mackenzie
{Last Name} Smyth
{Nick Name (Optional)} Mads
{Gender} Female
{Sexuality} Heterosexual
{Real Age} 64
{Appearance Age} 19
{Birthday} November First
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{Hair Color} Blonde
{Eye Color} Blue (view spoiler)
{Height} Five feet, six inches
{Weight} 115 lb.
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{Other}
{First Name} Irene{Middle Name} Vasilisa
{Last Name} Petrovich
{Nickname} Snow
{Gender} Female
{Sexuality} Straight
{Real Age} 144
{Appearance Age} 19
{Birthday} 33 January 1869
{Appearance}
{Hair Color} White As Snow
{Eye Color} Green
{Height} 5’8
{Weight} 135
{General Style}
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{Distinguished Markings (If any)} Irene has marks on her neck from where she was bitten
{Personality} Irene refuses to be called by her nickname that was given to her by her family, and then used on her by the man who turned her. Irene is protective over the people that she calls her friends, and she’s a voice of reason. If violence is necessary, she will fight. She has the strength and speed to do better than any human fighter. Irene has a sense of humor that she has developed after being around humans for so long. Irene is willing to die for anyone who she loves dearly, afterall, she’s already lived a long life and has had to endure enough already as is. The man who turned Irene is still alive, and the two of them share a connection: she is able to tell when he is near her. She becomes angry when he is mentioned, and she’ll kill him when she sees him. She’s been able to control her anger and sadness from having her life taken from her by him, but when she meets him, there’s no guarantee that she won’t snap
{History} When she was in Russia, she was affectionately nicknamed “Snow” by her family because of her unusual blonde almost white hair. She was the embodiment of happiness because she had everything that she could’ve wanted even though it was practically nothing. At the time, Russia was still under the rule of the Romanov family. As a monarchy, the system of the country was set up as ranks, and Irene and her family were the lowest part of the middle class. They weren’t wealthy, nor were they poor. As the oldest daughter in the family, her parents wanted to raise their daughter to become a beautiful and kind hearted girl to someday marry a handsome man. Irene was happy to accept anything that her parents would’ve done for her, but they decided, without her opinion on the matter, for her to be in an arranged marriage to a nobleman who was older than her by seven years. Irene had never met this before, yet her parents somehow found that he was the perfect match for her. Her father reassured her that the nobleman would be captivated by her unique beauty immediately, and he would fall for her. Her mother begged her to do this and be happy that they were doing this for her, and for their family. The nobleman would help bring the Petrovich family up in the class system and hopefully keep them away from being in the poor house. Irene knew what was expected of her, and, with a heavy and saddened heart, she agreed to the marriage. A few days before the wedding, Irene was at a boutique shop having a wedding dress fitted for her. While she stood in her dress in the room, the lady who was fitting it for her stepped out to get more pins. Suddenly, a voice behind Irene said “Kak chistaya i kak tonkiy , kak sneg”. ”As pure and as delicate as snow.” Irene immediately turned around to meet the gaze of a man who was standing up. His skin was pale as could be, and his eyes were a piercing blue. His nose was sharp, and his thin lips were in a pleased smile as he admired Irene. Irene was startled because the door to this part of the shop was right by her, and she hadn’t seen or heard anyone come in. Irene found her voice after she was speechless for several moments. “W-Who are you?” she asked him. He laughed and then the door to her dressing room was opened. Irene turned toward it with wide and frightened eyes because she had assumed that it was someone else like this strange man with the blue eyes, but instead, it was the lady with the pins in her hands for Irene’s dress now. The lady was confused as to why Irene looked as pale as the dress, and why her eyes were so large. Irene looked back over her shoulder to see that the man who was there, was now gone. Irene shook her head when she dismissed the thought that the man she saw wasn't real, and she accepted that she was just nervous for having her wedding in less than five days. Irene ended up carrying the dress with her when she left the shop because she had promised her mother that she would let her be the one to help her get ready for her wedding day. As Irene was making her way home, she felt a chill of wind come to her and send several strands of her white hair flying back. Then she stopped moving all together. She knew that someone was behind her. His hand reached up and moved several strands of her hair behind her ear slowly. Irene fought back a scream, but had her heart racing from the fear that she felt. She cast a sideways glance back at the person behind her slowly, and the first thing that she saw, was a gleam of inhumanly long fangs. Irene immediately struck out her hand in a punch, unsure of whether or not it was effective, and then she took off running away from the man from before. It wasn’t effective at all, because he suddenly appeared in front of her, and he seized her up by her throat with his hand tightly gripping around her neck. The man pulled her aside into an alley and held her several inches off of the ground. Irene’s hands gripped onto the man’s arm and tried to pry him off of her while her feet tried to kick out at him. “P-Please!” she choked out. “L-Let me go! Just let me go!” He smirked up at her and he suddenly moved her down to the ground. His arm wrapped around her lower waist tightly, and his other arm gripped onto the fabric of the jacket that she was wearing. His lips were mere inches away from her neck when he whispered to her “Sneg vsegda budet padat'”Snow will always have to fall.” She finally screamed and then his fangs pierced the soft and vulnerable skin of her neck.
{Family}
Mother- ( Died Of Old Age )
Father- ( Died Of Old Age )
Brother- ( Died Of Old Age )
Sister- ( Died Of Old Age )
{Crush} No one
{Relationship status} Single
{Vehicle or Transportation}
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{Other} Ta-da.
{First Name} Kian{Middle Name} Connall
{Last Name} O'Dorchaidhe
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{Gender} Male
{Sexuality} Heterosexual
{Real Age} 193
{Appearance Age} 25
{Birthday} June 24th
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{Appearance}
{Hair Color} Goldish... Not sure how to describe it.
{Eye Color} Blue
{Height} 6'1
{Weight} 168lbs
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{General Style}
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{Personality}
Kian is manipulative and psychotic to say the least. But mostly he's just dangerous. Before he was turned into a vampire, he was a high ranking member of the Irish Mafia. Also one of the few that didn't mind to get his hands dirty. In fact, murder was his game. He loved murder and still does. He likes to get up close and personal too the people that he drinks from. He likes to kill them when he's done as well.
{History}
Kian was part of the Irish mafia, which meant he got into a few scuffles involving the supernatural with out realizing it. That's how he got turned. While Kian was murderous and psychotic before turning, afterwards he was just plain dangerous. He murdered his way to the top of the mafia and turned several of his lackeys. Eventually Kian got bored and moved to America where he made a lot of money dealing arms and drugs.
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Over the years Kian got into many scuffles with the Russian mafia, where he murdered just about everyone in it, but Kian began to grow bored of the mafia life in general. So he made plans to retire. It didn't go well. He was attacked by the Russian mafia for all of their people that he killed. Kian then made a new plan. He faked his death at the hands of one of his subordinates, well framed him for it, and then moved to Darkened Hollow where he could find a place among other vampires. Which really just meant an expensive secluded estate just a little ways out of town.
{Family} Who cares? Kian certainly doesn't.
{Crush} None
{Relationship status} Single
{Vehicle or Transportation}
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{Other}
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{First Name} Jacqueline{Middle Name} Marie
{Last Name} Lauter (Pronounced La + der)
{Nick Name} Marie, Jackie, Lynn, or Lauter.
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{Gender} Female
{Sexuality} Heterosexual
{Real Age} 962
{Appearance Age} 19
{Birthday} May 9th
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{Appearance}
{Hair Color} Brown
{Eye Color} Green
{Height} 5'6
{Weight} 138lbs
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{General Style}
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{Personality}
Marie, or Jackie, or Lauter, or whatever you prefer to call her changes her personality as often as she changes her hair. Sometimes she's an open book, sometimes she secretive, sometimes she's down to Earth, and sometimes she a total flirt, but one thing is for sure, she's never a Debbie Downer. She likes to be an uplifting and mysterious spirit that travels to and from places like the wind. She once was compared to the fog. She comes in the early morning, sometimes thick, sometimes barely noticeable, but she leaves as soon as things get too hot to handle.
{History}
Marie, that's what we're going to call her now, was born under the name Elizabeth. After being turned into a vampire after a hazy night that she still can't fully remember, she changed her name to Jacqueline Marie Lauter. Marie was a natural at learning to control her new urges for blood as a vampire and they were never an actual issue for her. Although, joining a coven has been one. Marie never worked well with people, least of all vampires, so it's a question as what she is doing hanging around Darkened Hollow. Maybe even she doesn't have an idea what is keeping her there.
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{Family}
They're pretty much all dead and gone.
{Crush} None
{Relationship status} Single
{Vehicle or Transportation}
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[Part One]
⟦§ Etymology §⟧
Cassandra Madeline Richards↝Cass
↬The name Cassandra is a Latin baby name. In Latin the meaning of the name Cassandra is: Prophetess. People with this name are competent, practical, and often obtain great power and wealth. They tend to be successful in business and commercial affairs, and are able to achieve great material dreams. Because they often focus so strongly on business and achievement, they may neglect their private lives and relationships.
↬The name Madeline is a French baby name. In French the meaning of the name Madeline is: Woman of Magdala. People with this name tend to be passionate, compassionate, intuitive, romantic, and to have magnetic personalities. They are usually humanitarian, broadminded and generous, and tend to follow professions where they can serve humanity. Because they are so affectionate and giving, they may be imposed on. They are romantic and easily fall in love, but may be easily hurt and are sometimes quick-tempered.
↬Recorded in over one hundred spelling forms ranging from the German Reichardt, Richardi, and Richar, the English Richard, the French Ricard, the Flemish Rickaert, and diminutives or patronymics such as Riccardi, Liccardi, Richards, Richardson, Richardeau, Rickertssen and many others, this ancient surname is of pre 7th century Germanic origins. Deriving from the twin elements of 'ric' and 'hard', and translating as "powerful ruler", the name spread throughout Europe in the early medieval period.
❝When you've been alive as long as I, names become less and less significant. But I suppose I have to be called something?❞
⟦§ Basic Details §⟧
Real Age: 389 years
↬Apparent Age: 24 years
Date of Birth: July 28, 1625
↬Zodiac: Leo--The Lion (view spoiler)
↬Birth Flower: Sunflower (view spoiler)
Gender: Female♀
↬Sexuality: Bisexual ⚥
↬Relationship Status: Currently Available
Rank in Coven: Sentry
↬This is rank of the Coven and is often reserved for members of the Family that have displayed superb fighting abilities. Sentries are often regarded within the family as elite fighters and bodyguards of the Coven. Sentry are easily the most trusted members of the Famille de Coven. They are the protectors, guardians, and bodyguards of the Coven Council. Sentries by nature find themselves at the side of the Council and make it their personal mission to make sure that no harm comes to the Higher Ranks of the Coven. When more than one Higher Ranking member of the Coven is around, and more than one Sentry, they are usually found at the sides of as many as they can manage, organizing themselves in the way they feel will best protect the Council.
Mode of Transportation: Her own two feet--she doesn't rely on anything else nearly half as much.
❝Yes, I'm older than your entire generation, but you better believe I can kick your ass.❞
⟦§ Apperance §⟧
↬Face Claim: Anna Silk
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↬Hair: Cass has long, silky smooth chocolate colored hair
↬Eyes: Cass has eyes much like her hair--a smooth chocolate framed by thick lashes
↬Height: Cass is, much to her resentment, short. She falls less than average, and stands at a total of 5'1". But, in the time period she was born, she was rather tall.
↬Weight: Cass has been weighing the same 102 pounds for over 300 years
↬Body Type: Cass has an hourglass shaped body with ideal curves that any woman would die for.
↬Distinguishing Markings: Besides a couple of scars and her puncture wounds, none.
General Style: Black leather. Cass enjoys feeling like a bad-ass in her slim, but flexible leather pants, matching jacket and knee high leather boots. Though, on occasion, she will wear more comfy styles, though, still in alternating shades of black.
❝Oh? Do I look like someone you can fuck with? On second thought, don't answer that...❞
[Part Two]⟦§ Personality §⟧
Cass is not one to call "sweet" or "innocent", and rather detests when one calls her such. While she may look endearing, she will have your head mounted on a wall before you could even get the chance to talk to her. Cass is intelligent, cunning, and is horribly creative with ways to torture--though she never would unless her Regent ordered it of her. Cass is fiery, with a sharp tongue and temper, and is also strong beyond what she looks. So, if you want to make her angry, go ahead, but beware that sometimes she can't control her blood-lust. Besides being fierce--and, on occasion, violent--Cass is loyal to those she loves in life, and is an honest and true friend, but she is only friends with those willing to break down her steel walls. Cass would even be willing to die for those she loves, and has a stubborn protectiveness over them. Overall, Cass is strong, determined, and willful, but has a softer side not many care to find.
Likes
↬A human with delicious blood--she can't help that she gets a little blood-lusty.
↬The cover of night, and a human with a strong will and a little fight--it make the hunt so much more fun.
↬A good fight--she just can't help it
Dislikes
↬Sunlight, though which vampire doesn't?
↬Crowded areas full of humans--it makes it rather hard for her to control herself.
↬Wooden Stakes...
Phobias
↬Thanatophobia--the fear of dying
❝No. Fearing death does not make me weak. I know one day I might face death--but I won't die if I can help it.❞
⟦§ History §⟧
Cassandra Madeline Richards was born and raised in Venice and was the only child of the wealthy, well-known Magdalena and Christian Richards. Magdalena had tried six time prior to Cass, and was elated to finally have a baby-girl. Cass, by the time she opened her eyes, had her parents wrapped securely around her little, tan fingers. Christian was rarely home, as there was much to work to be done. Being a guard, he was lucky if he even got home for a few hours. But every-time he was with his family, he always was holding Cass. Cass grew up to be an upstanding woman of her community, always someone the little girls could look up to. But she wasn't quite "right" according to many. Cass was much to headstrong and fearless to be a real lady of Venice, and after much arguments, her parents finally relented to the many who had something to say of Cass. But even after speaking to Cass of this, she never hid her true self. Of course, no-one wanted to marry such an independent woman, and the years continued to tick by. Cass was 24 before her parents chose to toss her out. They loved their darling, but being 24, she was much to old to amount to anything. Her parents disowned her that October, and Cass has always held a hatred since then. She didn't fight when they told her their decision, but rather smiled, and hissed, "Don't worry. You'll be sorry." And with a flourish, the girl had disappeared in the streets of Venice. Darkness had fallen, and with nothing to her name, she was curled under a large awning, the foggy night washing over her and lulling her to sleep... She woke with a scream, a scream that was abruptly cut off. A large beefy vampire had ceased her by the throat, a smile exposing his fangs on his face. "I've been lookin' for a mate." He snarled, and soon he had her almost dead. The pain wasn't so bad, she felt in a dream-like state, her conscious drifting away... She awoke the next evening as a Vampire. She had no idea what she was, at first. But the thirst overcame her, and she had killed the one who turned her. Another vampire was in a "pack", so to speak, with the beefy vampire, and wrapped his arms around her, restraining her. Cass didn't kill him, but rather the two became close friends. He helped Cass understand what she was, and he always helped her whenever she needed it. Cass loved Michelangelo, but their time was limited. A group of people discovered their hide-out and hell broke loose. Michelangelo ended up with a stake to the heart. Cass was never the same. She shielded her heart, and was living as a nomad for nearly 100 years, traveling Europe. But she traveled elsewhere as well. She found refugee with a large coven of Vampires, and they have been her home ever since.
❝My Coven is my family.❞
⟦§ Family Relationships§⟧
They disowned her, and the only one she has come to love as much is dead.
❝Michelangelo was my saving grace. I will always miss him. He will forever be in my memory.❞
PART 1 
Full Name:Sapphira Melinda Lazar
Nickname(s):Sapphire, Mel, Linda
Gender:Female
Age:
Looks:19
Actual Age:19
Date of birth:June 12th
Zodiac:Gemini
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Time of Birth:12:13PM.
Place of Birth:Chicago Illinois
Appearance:
»» Hair:Sapphira has long wavy blonde locks of her. Her hair is midway down her back as has a slight wave to it that she really loves. Her hair is more of a dark blonde than anything and going more toward her scalp it starts to turn more brown than blonde. She gets her blonde hair from her father, but the brown more toward the scalp is from her mother.
»»Eyes:Her eyes are a dark, but still bright milk chocolate brown color. Even though her eyes are brown and some may find brown eyes dull her eyes are anything but dull. Despite to color her eyes can light up a room when she’s in a happy mood. Of course when she’s pissed off her eyes turn such a dull dark brown that they appear black. She gets her eye color from her mother, but the brightness to her eyes is from her father along with them being almost black when she’s pissed and really bright when she’s happy.
»» Weight:Sapphira weighs 110 lbs. which in her opinion is the perfect weight for herself and she is completely satisfied with her body weight.
»» Height:5’5 which in her opinion is an average height but she likes the height anyways. Yeah some people consider that short, but for her its a good size because she doesn't want to be too short or too tall.
»» Distinguished Marks:Just the two scar from her birth mother cutting her. One on her right forearm the other on her left cheek which they are barely visible anymore now that she’s a vampire.
»»Tattoos:Simple Red Heart with the initials SLR on her left wrist SLR are the initials of her real name not the name she made up herself.
Dressing Style:
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Personality:
Adventurous, Calm, Clever, Confident, Creative, Daring, Faithful, Fun-loving, Honest, Loyal, Protective, Witty, Outspoken, Proud, Sarcastic, Blunt, Ignorant, Naive and Secretive, these are all some of Sapphira’s most important personality traits. Some of these is how she see’s herself, some are how her friends and family sees her and some of these are how she and her friends and family see her.
We’ll start with how she see’s herself. She sees herself as mostly Calm, clever and confident. She sees herself as calm because in most situations that are life and death she won’t be the one freaking out she’ll be the one trying to figure things out the smart way. This is also how she sees herself as clever. Well that and she finds any pranks and practical jokes she plays on other as clever as well. Mostly because with those she either doesn’t get caught or she gets out of trouble if she does get caught which some might say being able to avoid getting in trouble for certain pranks makes her clever. She sees herself as confident not because she has the guts to get up in-front of the class and give a speech or anything like that. Her confidence in her opinion has more to do with any tasks she has to do especially if she believes in them. She has totally confidence in her abilities like her flying ability or her water manipulation ability. She also has complete confidence in her fighting ability and her running ability. Now she knows not to mix this up with arrogance. She isn’t an arrogant person who believes she will always win and that she’s better than everyone. She just has to confidence that she can do her best.
How other sees her, but she doesn’t see herself as is Blunt, Ignorant and Naive. People see her as blunt because she doesn’t sugar coat things. She tell things to people the way it is. The reason she doesn’t see herself as blunt though is because she tries to be as nice about whatever she is saying as possible without sugar coating it and some people see that as her being blunt. Her ignorance and naivety, well that is from a few things. She doesn’t see the bad in people, the evil in the world. She has the belief that everyone can be good. That everyone is inherently good and they just chose to be a little bad sometimes. She just doesn’t see anyone or anything as evil. Bad sometimes yes. Rude and mean definitely, but to her no one is completely evil. Her ignorance also comes from the fact that despite that sometimes she can be um dirty minded at times when comes down to it she can be really rather ignorant to anything to do with sex in general.
Everyone including herself see her as loyal, honest, sarcastic, fun-loving, daring, faithful, creative, protective, witty, outspoken, proud and secretive. Well I could tell you a million different reason why Sapphira are always these things and why she and everyone around her believes this, but I won’t. A few reasons though are these. Her loyalty and faithfulness have no bounds. If you are someone Sapphira cares about she will go to the ends of the earth to do whatever it is she can for you. If you need her for anything she’ll do whatever she can and most people know this about her. Her family and friends know she’d die for them in a heartbeat if the situation called for it. Which for them can be a problem at times because that’s the last thing they want her to do so if there is a life or death situation they do there best to keep her out of it so she doesn’t become a martyn. Along with being willing to give her life up for someone Sapphira is also will to kill for the people she cares about.
Then there is Sapphira’s more fun-loving, sarcastic, witty side. Sapphira is a sarcastic bastard. And by that I mean she is always always being witty and sarcastic. During the best and worst situations she will have something sarcastic to say. Sometimes people call her a smartass because of it mostly because when being sarcastic she loves to point out the obvious in the most sarcastic fashion. She has a sharp tongue filled with witty retorts and sarcastic comments just waiting to be said. And she loves joking around and pranking people which is why she’s considered fun-loving. She loves to have fun, whether that is telling jokes, because witty and sarcastic, or pulling stupid pranks on people sometimes just to annoy the hell out of them. Yeah there are people who believe she is really annoying, but she can’t help it. She has ODD(oppositional defiant disorder) and well when one of the “symptoms” of annoying others deliberately what do you expect. Hopefully not some quiet girl who never talks because you're hoping for way too much. I guess in a way this is why people consider her outspoken. She isn’t afraid to speak her mind and tell people what she believes in. She will tell you straight up what she believes and why her belief is right and yours is wrong. She isn’t trying to be rude she’s just expressing her beliefs, but in some ways people believe she is rude for doing so.
Now for her daring, creative and adventurous side. Sapphire is very daring and adventurous. She loves exploring new things no matter how dangerous and daring they may be. She will never but out of a dare (unless it doesn’t coincide with her beliefs) no matter how dangerous it may be. Part of her adventurousness though is just from the fact that she loves nature. She loves to be outside doing new things and just exploring. Or just walking around or sitting and reading, writing, drawing. She especially loves anything to do with outdoor especially swimming. Her creative side coincides with her daring and adventurous ways. I say that because most of most daring adventures are her most creative ones. She’s also creative though because she spends a lot of time doing creative things like writing, drawing, writing songs, dancing etc.
PART 2 Personality Continued:
And last her honesty. Sapphira can be known to be brutally honest and she knows this. Some people say she’s too blunt with her honesty because she doesn’t sugar coat things be she had to disagree. In the long run its better to know the truth no sugar coating involved then to find out later when its too late to do anything about the situation. At least that’s her opinion. She hates liars and she almost never lies. The only time she will lie is if it is life or death for her family and friends and sometimes herself.
Family: Well Sapphira doesn’t really have “family.” Her biological father died in a car crash and her biological mother killed herself. Then she lived in a foster home with other kids. Had a few foster families as well, but she was never really close enough to anyone to consider them family. Her cover may or may not though become her family. Depends really. She needs to know them more before she really considers them her family.
History: ((History is written in character’s point of view))
My name is Sapphira Melinda Lazar. Now I know you probably expect me to tell you about how I grew up with a loving mom and dad. Maybe even a sibling or two with a dog. In a nice house. A simple mundane everyday family. Ordinary. I’d love to be able to tell you that I lived a nice simple normal human life, but I can’t because that would be a lie. I guess it would be best if I started at the beginning, but before I do that let me tell you something. My name isn’t really Sapphira Melinda Lazar. Its a name I made up when I was eight years old. Now you’re probably wondering what my real name is. Too bad I won’t tell you. You’re also probably wondering why I changed my name. Well I’ll tell you that don’t worry just let me get there first okay?
Before I was born my mother and father were happy together. Or so I believe. Any way they dated got married two years later and soon my mother was pregnant with me. Nine months later I was born. I can tell you this though life wasn’t going to be simple and happy now that I was born. No not because I was some terrible demon spawn or something life just didn’t turn out how they probably expected it to. I was about a year and a half years old when it happened. My dad and I we were in the car. It was the middle of the winter and the roads were slick. We lived in Chicago so it was windy too and well people weren’t always the smartest of drivers. Anyway we were driving when a truck came out of nowhere. Hit us of course. I was fine of course maybe just a little scared. My father on the other hand hadn’t been so lucky he’d been killed on impact. Apparently the truck had hit my dad’s side of the car right where he was to and killed him. My mom was never the same after that that much I remember.
It was a few years later when it happened. About 2 and a half years to be exact. I was four at the time. My mother well how could I explain my mother. Well she was kinda a psychopath to be honest. Not at first at first she was depressed and angry at everything including me. She blamed me for my father’s death which still to this day makes no sense to me, but hey what can a girl do? Anyway she’s started yelling and hitting me when I was three. Just enough to leave a bruise. If the neighbors ever heard the yelling they never did anything about it.
One day though my mother just snapped. I’d accidently knocked over a picture frame of her and my father’s wedding day. The glass had cracked. I’d looked at my mother in fear of what she would do. Looking at her I remember her face vividly I can still picture it crystal clear to this very day. She was vivid. She looked well evil to say the least. I ran I ran up the stairs into my room and hid in my closet because I knew some part of me knew that hitting and yelling at me wouldn’t be enough. I was shaking scared out of my mind. And I had silent tears streaming down my face. I could hear her yelling. Yelling at me about how my dad was dead and it was my fault. Yelling how she hated me and wished I was never born. She cursed a lot too. Mostly because she was trying to find me and I wasn’t coming out like she wanted me to. She finally found me of course. She had a knife. I regular old kitchen knife. I screamed, “Mama no! I’m sorry Mama I’m sorry.” By that point I was absolutely terrified. She swung at me, but her aim was off probably because of how angry she was. Still she cut my arm pretty bad. I remember crying out it had hurt so bad. Never had anything hurt that bad before. I ran past her and when she swung the knife it nicked my left cheek I still have the scars. Anyway I ran out of the house screaming and crying. I ran over to the neighbor's house and begged them to let me in. When they saw me they let me in and called the cops straight away. By the cops got here though my mom was dead. She’d cut her neck with the knife and bled out.
After that everythings just a blur. I was put into foster care that much I know having no other family to look after me. I lived in the foster home with a bunch of other kids for two years before my first foster home when I was six. Lived with them for two years until the fire. Which to be honest makes me think I’m cursed. Well that and I few other things. Anyway my foster family was nice. Lived with my foster mom and dad and had a sister who was a few months older than me. We had it good too. It was better than my life at the foster home and certainly better than life with my so called mother. We had a normal life for those two years. And then the fire happened.
My foster sister and I were both six at the time when it happened. I now lived in a small town in Michigan whose name I had long forgotten. No one knew how the fire had started. We were all in the house the four of us when it happened. Our parents were asleep in their room and Kayla and I were in our room. Awake of course. We were suppose to be asleep, but we hadn't been ready to sleep quite yet. We’d smelt smoke so we ran downstairs to find the source of it. Only we found nothing so we ran back upstairs. By the time we got up there though most of the second floor was consumed by the flames. Kayla being to brave one at the time though ran into our parents room while I too scared to move from the top step stayed where I was. I remember after standing there for what felt like forever, but could have been more than five or so minutes calling out Kayla’s name wondering where she was and why she hadn't come back with our parents yet. When part of the ceiling fell down in front of me I remember screaming and running down the stairs. By that time I was coughing from smoke inhalation and covered in black soot. I ran to the living room which wasn’t on fire yet and looked around wondering what to do. When nothing came I ran to the front door, but when I grabbed the handle it was burning hot so I backed away instead.
After that I must have blacked out though because when I came to I was in the back of an ambulance on my way to the hospital. I spent about a week there. I had been told that I was the only one to survive the fire. Apparently my parents room had been where to fire started and by Kayla going in there she had signed her death warrant so to speak. They didn’t actually say that they just said that Kayla died in my parents room with them, but I still knew what happened. Of course after that I stopped talking. Went back to the foster home except this time I stayed there because nobody wanted the mute girl. Well except one family when I was eight. When asked my name after moving in with them I had written on a piece of paper Sapphire Melinda Lazar. Which is how I got my current name. They kept it at that too. I started speaking three years later when I was eleven after I met my two best friends Tyler and Kaitlyn. At the age of eleven the three of us became inseparable.
I lived a somewhat normal life. I still didn’t talk much only to Tyler and Kaitlyn really. As soon as I graduation high school I went off to college near Darkened Hollow. I had gone to college because I wanted to either be a writer or a nurse. It was sophomore year actually that my maker found me. I had been walking through the woods near campus on my way back to my dorm actually. I shared the dorm with my two new friends Lacey and Callie. Anyway I’d been walking and after about ten minutes I started to feel like I was being watching, being followed. I had always hated that feeling. I had stopped to look around and when I saw nothing continued walking only at a faster pace. I refused to be one of those people from movies who called out “Who’s there?” I never understood how anyone would be stupid enough to call out to a potential killer or rapist. Just as the dorm came into view though I was thrown to the side. And as I’ve said before I must have blacked out because next thing I know I’m not in the forest, but somewhere I’ve never been. All I knew was I was alone. Finding out I was a vampire though was probably the weirdest thing that ever happened to me.
Now I was part of the coven group thing. See I’m still nineteen. Why? Well because this had only happened a few months ago and I was still getting used to the idea of being a vampire. But I am pretty sure I’m not very noticed being a newbie and all. Which is fine by me I have no desire to be the center of attention. So yeah now you know my history and all the lovely memories that come with it. Which explains my fear of fire. Oh and my claustrophobia, Cleithrophobia also known as Cleisiophobia fear of being locked in an enclosed place comes from the fire as well. My philophobia on the other hand is more because I’ve never been loved not really and well I’m afraid to lose someone I actually do love then just people I care about.
Likes:
Chocolate
Reading
Writing
Listening to music
Singing
Dancing
Cats
Dogs
Cheetahs
Dolphins
Mythology
Nature
Blood(Obviously she’s a vampire!)
Dislikes:
Spiders
Bugs
Fire
Her foster families
Her biological parents
Homophobes
Liars
Being unable to help
Phobias:
Arsonphobia- Fear of fire.
Claustrophobia- Fear of confined spaces.
Cleithrophobia or Cleisiophobia- Fear of being locked in an enclosed place.
Philophobia- Fear of falling in love or being in love.
Weaknesses:
Depression
Phobias
Ignorance
Naivety
Fatal Flaw:Loyalty
Strengths:
Running
Climbing
Swimming
Reading
Writing
Singing
Drawing
Sexuality:Heterosexual
Relationship Status:Single(Just ask!)
Blood Type:AB+
Mental/Physical Disorders:
ADHD
ODD
Depression
Playlist:
“A Place in this World” Taylor Swift
“Breakaway” Kelly Clarkson
“If I Die Young” The Band Perry
“I’m Not a Girl Not Yet a Woman” Britney Spears
“Independence Day” Carrie Underwood
“My Immortal” Evanescence
“Perfect” Simple Plan
“Remember When” Avril Lavigne
“Diary of Me” Taylor Swift
“Brought Up That Way” Taylor Swift
“Welcome to my Life” Simple Plan
“Blown Away” Carrie Underwood
“Demons” Imagine Dragons
“Warrior” Beth Crowley
“When the Darkness Comes” Colbie Caillat
"Tied Together with a Smile" Taylor Swift
Vehicle or Transportation: (view spoiler)
Other:She plays the Piano and Guitar
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{First Name} Delilah
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{History} She was turned when she was 17 by a vampire named Celia and it was the best thing that ever happened to her. Delilah spent a hundred years terrorizing towns and cities in the countries Poland, Norway, and Denmark, she became the most feared person there. Eventually, her terrorizing ended and she became obsessed with clothes and fancy things, she robbed banks and killed people for their money so she could keep it for herself. For the last two hundred years she has lived by herself and has been enjoying her life as an immortal.
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{Middle Name} Mae
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{Personality} Delilah is a girly girl, like a major girly girl. She has more money than she knows what to do with and all of her favorite dresses and shoes and purses, so she is living her dream. She rarely cares about anybody or thing except for herself and her car, she loves the idea of being a vampire and staying young and beautiful forever.
{History} She was turned when she was 17 by a vampire named Celia and it was the best thing that ever happened to her. Delilah spent a hundred years terrorizing towns and cities in the countries Poland, Norway, and Denmark, she became the most feared person there. Eventually, her terrorizing ended and she became obsessed with clothes and fancy things, she robbed banks and killed people for their money so she could keep it for herself. For the last two hundred years she has lived by herself and has been enjoying her life as an immortal.
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