Post by Marion+Ette on Sept 20, 2009 17:15:31 GMT -8
Name: Marie Katya Isabella Christelle Kygnosti-Wilde
Mortal Name: Maria Christelle-Elizabeth Berhand.
Nickname(s): Chewtoy, Poppet, Mario, Marioon, Etteh, Etta, Etters, Tuna-Woman, MariBerry, Mari-Gold, Mari, Kate, Creampie, Souris, MarsBar, MarMar, Sex Nanny.(Thank you, Guillem), Orion's Belt. The list goes on.
Age: Coming up in December, 643.
Height: 5'4"
Birthplace: A small town outside Paris, France.
Appearance: light, caramel brown skin, Chocolate brown waist-length hair, silvery ocean blue-grey eyes that turn a deep purple when fighting, or hunting. She'd looked about 24 in human years.
Attire: One point in her life, she loved to wear the beautiful satin, and silk evening gowns. And beautiful stilettos and heels of that kind. Now, she’s more… adventurous and doesn’t bother to wear shoes. She wears jeans, tank top, shorts, and anything ordinary.
Tattoos: A pentacle on the back of her neck, a slew of stars, all sizes of all colors starting from the bottom of her belly button that wrapped around her right hip up to the hairs on the back of her neck. On her lower back, a simple word in cursive that read “Star.”
Sire: AcerNeros
Previous Sires: A mysterious vampire.(My creator) Anthony, DiablaVampira
Companion: None
Previous Bound Companions: Kuyo Salo.
Childer: Ran, Raiko, Jinx, Demon, Darkling, Genocide, Seth Shadow, & EdwardThorn.
Pets: A series of exotic wild animals..
Profession(s)/Interests/Beliefs: Full-Time College student(Have to get my fun from somewhere..), A huntress, A vet, a worshipper of Nyx, the vampire goddess.
Hobbies/Abilities/Skills: dancing, singing, a keen sense of hearing and sight. “Can see into people's souls” can tell what others are feeling.
History: Marie can barely remember her past.. From what she was told, from a childhood friend, who is also a vampyress, she had been a Princess of a previous Vampire Hunter, and a Princess. She was kidnapped, and was held hostage by a neighboring kingdom, that wanted the King to throw down his crown and his power, allowing the neighboring kingdom to invade peacefully. The king refused, and there had been a war. Marie escaped, only to find that once she returned her mother had been murdered by her captors, and had been looking for her and her father. She hadn’t the time to look for him. So she ran…
From what she could remember, she had been homeless and hungry once she stumbled into this fair city. But the one thing she didn’t and wouldn’t do, was beg for the food and shelter she needed. She barely knew the name of the city, let alone the people. So, she decided to fight it out, and get what she needed to survive the hard way. Fighting, and stealing. She refused to die out here, not like this. One night, in December, she had been freezing. She decided, that she would go into the tavern she had been living behind and see what she could find in there. She had seen some freaky people go in there. And boy, were they freaky. But she figured, hey, why not give it a shot? Of course, inside the tavern she got some very evil and malevolent stares. Some eyes were even coated in hunger.. Staring this one person in the eyes, she walked straight to him, as if she were beckoned to him. She could never remember what he looked like. Just his eyes, blank. But ice blue with dark red specs along his iris’s. He took her, fed her, got her drunk and bedded with her.. Or what she had considered bedding… he had bitten her in the middle of the fornication and allowed her to drink some of his blood. She assumed it was part of the man’s culture, since she had only lived in this city for 3 years alone with no contact with anyone. And it wasn’t until later, what he realized what he had done. Horrified, he apologized, grabbing her hand. She was stumped at first. Wondering what the problem could have been. And then she realized… she had bedded with a complete stranger, and she let this stranger bite her… and… and she drank his blood. She felt sick and dirty. Though it didn’t equalize the searing pain she felt, her insides burning, twisting, writhing, they seemed to be dying inside of her, but yet, she still lived to feel the pain. The man scrambled back from her as she called out for his help. He stared at her, horrified. She reached out her hand to him, whimpering. He shook his head, grabbed his clothes and ran out of the room. She called out to him before she got sick on the floor in front of her.. T’was then, had the sick, disgusting sludge she labeled her anger, and her new vampiric body were developed. She got up from the bed and placed her clothes back on, the sick, dirty feeling still traveling with her. She ignored the people in the tavern, realizing they were also vampires… and it was in that tavern she stayed.
About the brat: Marie has a terrible temper; quick, fiery, and unforgiving. And an even worse mouth. She holds her tongue for no one and she stands up for what she believes in, whether it a friend, or a family member or an innocent bystander. She -will- speak her mind. A hellion - when insulted, she looks for the nearest flaw on her offendor and prays on it until they either, stop, threaten her, cry or strike. Which in turn, she‘ll retaliate in whatever way is necessary in the situation. And she feels that no one is a competition for her, once they’ve crossed the line. She doesn’t trust most people, will accept no excuse for failure or excessive sadness, hasn’t the time for the secret little sexual affairs most the men(and women) love to do. And will deny it quickly, forcibly, and offensively. That got her into a lot of trouble, though. I mean, The psycho hit her with Holy Water 3 times for denying sex. Yet, she continues her denying, only with bitter resentment. She is jealous, possessive, bitingly sarcastic when she feels the need to be, and generally, a heinous, bitter, and cruel bitch. She’s a drunk, and a cigarette smoker, she taken up another habit recently, eating poisonous spiders. Her reason.. “The poison keeps me calm, is there a fuckin’ problem?”
On another note, She is caring, very loving, attention seeking from those she loves, funny playful and sexy. She will get brutal if you do anything to contradict her mood. She‘s hyper, and always in the mood to play and have fun. Since she is a college student, she doesn’t mind talking to anyone she doesn’t know. Regardless of what they are like. On the contrary, she can not stand ignorance, arrogance, and annoyance. She does, however, mask her inner self. She’s vulnerable, and shy. Something’s make her cry, and sometimes, she can not handle the anger she was “Awakened” with. She does exceptionally well with hiding herself from people, the mask she uses; the big, goofy, toothy grin she loves to flash to everyone she knows and loves.
To sum everything up, she’s an ornery, headstrong, loud-mouthed, acid-tongue, adorable, sexicilious, pyress that just loves to have fun, and make everyone happy. Her only problem, and weakness, with every angry fit she throws, her psychologically aspect on life changes, so does the way she treats people. The emotions she had as a human, and the emotions she harvests as a vampire collide, which isn’t too good for her mental health, so she’ll find herself doing thing a human childe would do, or she’ll find herself angry for no reason. The battle she has to fight with herself is this. Let her anger take control of her and go entirely insane, or let the angry subside, and live life as the happy-go lucky, sweet fun loving pyress she’s allowed everyone to see. In the many years to come, those will see which side wins.
One of the reasons she is fighting the inner battle is love. Throughout her life in the grand city of Ravenblack, she has gone through a series of “love..” having her innocence stripped from her, her trust, her well-being, and her… well most of her emotions torn from her. She has grown more cold with herself and other when it comes to love. Her ex husband, Kuyo, knows more about this than anyone. Havin’ had to struggle with her trusting him, and his trusting her. She feels that sooner of later the son-of-a-bitch’ll leave her for the first piece of hot slutty pyress(or prye) tail that throws itself his way, and she’ll be lost and alone… Again. Some would think it that’s not fair to the male(or female) in the relationship. But she stands by what she says. You’ll leave eventually. So I’ll be the one to end it. She recently left her husband for one she holds as an exception.. Someone she was in love with when she was younger…
Likes: the smell of blood, her garden and animals, arguing, running, flirting, funny people. Candy, playing in the dirt and mud, the rain, swimming, cooing at her adorable kittens.
Dislikes: Boredom.(Ugh), disrespectful people, liars, cheaters, thieves, arrogance, false sense of pride, people who hate others without a plausible reason. IE: Because their friend/lover dislikes the person. Snitches, spies, backstabbers, idiots, ignorance, & conceitedness.
Quotes from Marie’s Friends:
“Hyper, sexy..Hot as the noonday sun in death valley. As smart as any professor. As beautiful as a flawless red rose. As sexy as any stripper. As mouthy as any sailor, and as best a friend anyone could ask for.” Akujin Nakaru. Marie’s Best Friend. Big, Lovable Aku-Moo.
“Cute, funny, sweet an caring.” Amarande. Amama. Marie’s loyal companion and sometimes mother.
“Uh, I dunno. A lovely woman who's good to her friends, makes alot of sense, and is treated
far, far too badly for what she's worth.” Keitaro Zanzu. Marie’s loyalist, and bestest friends. She’s do anything for this kid.
“Marie is rather cheerful, easygoing, easy to talk to, and some one that can be entertaining to hang with, even if much isn't being said, and is rather unique in the fact she's got a attitude that really livens the mood, yanno?” Sake Adaire. Lovely friendly friend.
