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Post by Alyssa Olson on Sept 9, 2008 12:35:33 GMT -5
Name: Alyssa Quinn
Year born: 1842
Appearance/Personality(picture):
Long blond hair, sits below her shoulders and put of a pale complexion stares crystal blue eyes. A slim build makes it easier for her to move and her height, although short at a small stature of five feet two inches, is entirely made up for by her personality.
She is strong willed and fiery. She doesn't although anyone to step in her path, although beautiful she is deadly, very. She could charm her way out of any situation, if that doesn't work there's a always the back up of her fighting prowess. She is sarcastic and funny, she seems very outgoing and friendly but in reality she is very inward and sometimes shy, but mess with her friends and she'll just blow up.
History: Alyssa Pandora Quinn was born in Paris in 1842, a nobleman's daughter, destined to marry a king. Her mother died in childbirth and her father was no more than a pushy, violent ass. She was quite the tom boy during her youth but at the age of 10 she was groomed and taught how to be a proper lady by her shiny new step mother, who wanted nothing more than for Alyssa to be 'happy', truthfully she wanted to be the stepmother of a queen. At the age of 14 she met her future husband, a lazy, ignorant, fat, ugly, disgusting excuse for a man, at 16 years old he was to be king when his father passed, which was only two years later. Alyssa was 16 when she wed, only a child. Life at court was awful and dull, and life with her husband was even worse. She had dreamed of a perfect marraige, love and happiness, but that wasn't to be.
Even as Queen, with a whole country falling at her feet she was bored and depressed. Her father and step mother loved it though, being the 'parents' of a Queen afforded them everything they could have dreamt of, Alyssa got everything she ever needed too, although she never wanted it. As she reached eighteen she felt odd, when she went to see her doctor, the best in the country, it turned out she wasn't ill, she was pregnant, she should have been overjoyed, but she wasn't. She told her husband and he got rather angry, he punched her face, sending her flying to the ground, the attack proceeded on for at least an hour. He left and Alyssa cried, he had punched her stomach repeatedly, it turned out he hadn't wanted an heir, he saw it as soemone to steal his throne. Now there wasn't anyone to do that, Alyssa was bleeding, her baby was gone. She tacked up her horse, put on her cloak and rode as far and as fast as the horse would take her, ending up on the other side of France.
Staying in an inn near the docks, she watched the ships coming in for the bar, her mind doused in alcohol. A stranger sat next to her as she tried to hide in the furthest corner, her beautiful dress mucky and tattered at the bottom, her cloak hiding most of her face, she looked up piercing blue eyes staring at the strangers nonchalant face. He looked at her slightly, turning his head then looked away again, she did the same as he said quietly so only she could hear. 'Your Highness.' Her eyes shot up he shook his head, explaining that he was once a member of court, the king had destroyed his life, life him with nothing, he wasn't going to tell anyone who she was, thankfully. They drank all night, Alyssa becoming more and more intoxicated until she was just too drunk to make sense.
He offered to walk her to her room, which she gratefully accepted, only she didn't expect what happened next. He kissed her and she lost herself, his kiss moved down to her next and the next thing she knew her whole body was on fire. When she awoked she was in her bed in the inn, her head thumping with it's own marching band and her body burning up.Everything came to her at once, the bloodlust, the abilities. She couldn't get away quick enough, the fear chasing her. As she rushed down the hallway she bumped into the mysterious man from the night before, and he eplained everything. She was immortal, a vampire, she would live forever. Over the next hundred years she travelled with him, Edward, he taught her everything he knew, how to control her powers, how to control the lust. He was killed in 1850 she left France, arriving in America for her new life.
Special ability: Fire, she can create it and control it, even a spark can become a full blown inferno, besides this she doesn't need to actually have a fire to make a person feel like they are on fire. She can control body temperature, but only heat wise.
Sample RP: (at least two paragraphs! If you are already a member you don't have to do this)
Delta thought for a second on what he said, she knew exactly what her parents would say if they met Jacques, but it wasn't as if he liked her in the way she liked him, not matter how many times she had argued with Alexa over that matter. She sighed a little before she spoke with a slight smile on her lips.
"My father would want to kill you and my mother would tell me..."
Her mother would tell her to follow her heart, but she couldn't say that to him, even after him saving her life. She closed her eyes a little as she pushed herself up from the bed, groaning as she did, her legs were still weak but she could stand on them, it was her stomach she was worried about, she didn't want to look in a mirror either for fear that what she saw of her face would either make her cry or seriously piss her off. She frowned, her arm slipped over the wound on her stomach as she moved over to her head stood, very slowly. When she got there she looked out of the window onto the street, her whole body faced straight ahead, she felt that if she faced him this close to him that she would do something she would regret.
"It's easy to say that, Jacques, but it's hard to not be."
She frowned and looked at him, she could almost see herself in the window so she had to look away and him being the first time her eyes found was luck, she could have turned the other way, or so she told herself. She sighed quietly.
"I just wish he would leave me the hell alone."
Her eyes were so sad as she spoke, Bane was affecting her and he wasn't even near her, he had done that for the past couple of years, he hadn't even been anywhere near her and yet she had always been affected by him.
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Post by MS on Sept 9, 2008 20:22:17 GMT -5
accepted. of course! =)
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