Bleeding Rose
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Post by Bleeding Rose on Jul 24, 2009 12:11:42 GMT -8
| Full Name:: Rose Elizabeth Marotti Layre Lokason Nicknames:: Roseh Nationality:: American Birthplace:: Salem, Massachusetts Gender:: Female Sexuality:: Bisexual Status:: Single Date of Birth:: June 13th 1988 Age:: 21 Date of Turning:: January 6th 2006 Age Turned:: 18 Time in Ravenblack City:: 3.75 years
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Bleeding Rose
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Post by Bleeding Rose on Jul 24, 2009 12:12:17 GMT -8
| IGN:: Bleeding Rose Blood Pints:: You have drunk 50,000+ pints of blood. Blood Rank:: Blood Daemon - next rank at 100000 pints. Lineage:: Silence, Mandolin, and the master vampire ophelia Sire:: Silence Siblings:: Sixxdawg, Laney-Covien, Anon, Affinity, & Kirei-Kagi Sire to:: None Powers:: Fully Powered;- Celerity (1),(2),(3)
- Charisma (1),(2),(3)
- Locate (1),(2),(3)
- Perception
- Second-Sight
- Shadows (1),(2),(3)
- Stamina (1),(2),(3)
- Suction
- Surprise
- Telepathy (1),(2),(3)
- Thievery (1),(2),(3)
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Bleeding Rose
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Post by Bleeding Rose on Jul 24, 2009 12:12:38 GMT -8
| Eyes:: Dark turquoise with a touch of emerald. Hair:: Jet black; Shoulder-length Skin:: Smooth as silk; Pale cream tone Height:: 5'5" Weight:: 113 lbs. Scent:: Faint smell of rose petals Tattoos:: Black wings (upper back) Piercings:: Ears, Nose stud (right side), snakebites(sometimes just wears right side) Attire:: Rose wears whatever she feels comfortable in and whatever fits her mood at the time. She's worn anything from elegant gowns to cotton shirts & faded jeans. Others don't influence her choice of fashion. Rose always carries around a plain black messenger bag that's worn beyond belief, but still holds together for the girl. |
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Bleeding Rose
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Post by Bleeding Rose on Jul 24, 2009 12:12:59 GMT -8
| Rose recently purchased Jynx, a playful little black and white kitten with striking blue eyes. The kitten loves exploring the city of Ravenblack and Rose is simply happy to have a companion in her travels about the city. |
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Bleeding Rose
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Evil is always possible, and goodness is eternally difficult. [C01:004882]
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Post by Bleeding Rose on Jul 24, 2009 12:13:21 GMT -8
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Rose is typically very polite and shy. She has always been very indecisive and would be better off if things were already planned out ahead of time so she knew exactly what was going to happen. She loves structures and organization, plus any and all traits of a perfectionist fit her. The girl can be very stubborn when set on something and she won't admit she's wrong without putting up a verbal argument. Rose isn't an aggressor and avoids conflict at all costs. One quirk of hers is she will hug any and every individual she comes across whether they like it or not. Rose is loyal and trustworthy to all, especially her close friends and family. She prefers to spend time on her own or with her kitten rather than be out in the main tavern room with everyone else. |
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Bleeding Rose
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Post by Bleeding Rose on Jul 24, 2009 12:13:54 GMT -8
| Likes:: Peace & quiet, Various types of music, Doodling, Reading, Technology, Her kitten, Friends, Sofas, Bloodwine, Being silly, Nighttime, Writing, Hugs
Dislikes:: Violence, Most alcohol, Smoking, Loud noises, Crowded rooms, Rudeness, Idiocy, Ignorance, Daytime, Hunters, Chatpires
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Bleeding Rose
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Post by Bleeding Rose on Jul 24, 2009 12:14:19 GMT -8
| Rose was born and raised in the suburbs of Salem, Massachusetts. She was an only child, born into a middle class family. Her parents, Lydia and Anthony, weren't really planning on having any children. Rose's father was a Literature and Latin professor at Cambridge University in England, so she only got to see him during school breaks and the summer. As a child, Rose spent the majority of her time with her mother, who worked from home as a web designer. Though her parents weren't always happy they had her, Rose did her best to make them proud. From the first day Rose started school, all the way up to her last day of high school, she pulled great grades. She didn't do many extracurriculars, but she joined a few. Photography club, trivia club, academic games, but her parents never seemed very interested. Rose had had the same main group of friends since she was young, gaining and losing others as the years went by. The girl's teenage years were interesting to say the least. She started to accept that she was on her own for the most part. During her summer vacations, her mother would send her to England to be with her father so she didn't have to see him. They weren't divorced or separated, but their marriage had never really been the same once they had Rose. Rose enjoyed the trips a lot. She was able to experience a new place with hardly any restrictions. Rose started to pick up Latin during the summers with her father's help. She hated going back to her home in Massachusetts at the end of the summer, but it was inevitable. Rose planned to go to college and live in England after graduating high school. At age seventeen, Rose graduated from high school at the top of her class with high honors and had already been accepted to Cambridge the following spring. Rose decided to spend the summer with her friends, traveling across the country. It would be another life experience she would enjoy. The trip lasted from a week after their graduation in June, all the way to the last week of December. They'd been to every state and were now in New York for New Years. Rose would be going off to school in the spring and she couldn't wait. New Years would be one last great time she got to have with all her friends before she went back to Massachusetts to get ready to go off to college and spend some time with her mother beforehand. Things never turn out how they're planned, though. |
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Bleeding Rose
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Post by Bleeding Rose on Jul 24, 2009 12:14:42 GMT -8
| Rose had been having a good time with her friends on New Years. Her and her friends watched the ball drop, then spent the next four or five days shopping, taking pictures, the works. Rose was sad when she had to leave her friends to drive home. She would miss them while away at school, but she'd keep in contact with them. Rose drove off out of New York and back toward her hometown. The night was growing closer and Rose didn't want to risk anything happening from her falling asleep at the wheel, so she pulled off the highway and decided to get a room in a nearby motel. Rose had gone to bed early so she could be up and on her way early the next morning. It was like a dream. Rose was in the motel room, laying in her bed when a figure opened the door and started to come toward her. She wasn't scared or nervous because it was just a dream, wasn't it? The figure swiftly appeared next to the bed and moved for her neck. If this was a dream, why did the pain feel so real? Rose's mind went black. All was silent. All was dark. |
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Bleeding Rose
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Post by Bleeding Rose on Jul 24, 2009 12:15:04 GMT -8
| Rose awoke slumped against the side of a building. No one was in sight. She didn't know where she was or what had happened to her. She tried to think back, tried to understand. The only thing she could remember was the pain.. She reached up and held her neck. The girl wandered aimlessly around the city, which she read on a sign was called Ravenblack, not sure what to do with herself. Rose often stopped into the taverns around the city and simply listen, observe. She was coming to peace with the newfound knowledge of what she was. Of what just about everyone here was. She grew comfortable with the thoughts, able to grow and learn by listening to the words of the individuals around the city. Rose even made some friends in her city wandering. Friends that come and go. Some she stayed friends with. Being a vampire, Rose found, wasn't much different than being human. Just a lot more interesting. Over the three and a half years Rose has been wandering the city, she's grown to love it and some of its inhabitants. She never wants to return to anything from her human life. She was a vampire now. Living her unlife. Ravenblack was the place for her. The place she fit. It was her home. |
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