Post by kaitlyn daenerys-evelina bluud on Feb 18, 2012 19:48:47 GMT
kaitlyn daenerys-evelina bluud
THE SCARS OF YOUR LOVE
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full name: “my name is kaitlyn daenerys-evelina bluud. i know it’s quite a mouthful, but i happen to like it.”
nicknames: “most people call me kate. occasionally people call me dany or evelina, but only those who are extremely close to me."
birthday: “i was born on december twenty third, seventeen forty two. i often wish that i was born on christmas, but oh well.”
age: “i’m sixteen, but i’m actually two hundred and eighty one, but not many people know that, so keep that to yourself.”
house: “i’m a slytherin.”
blood status: “well my blood is tainted, and that makes me a vampire, if that isn’t obvious from me stating my actual age.”
face claim: “i’ve been told that i look a lot like anna speckhart.”
WE COULD HAVE HAD IT ALL
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likes: “vintage clothes are one of my favorite things in the world. they remind me of everything i’ve seen and lived through. i also quite like reading and books. sometimes i think that i would’ve probably been in ravenclaw if i had been more rational and such. i love painting and art because it allows us to see beauty in the simplest places, where one might not see them, and i also like capturing beauty, so that may also be why i quite like photography. i enjoy cooking, even though i rarely cook non-burnt food. oh, i quite like watching quidditch though i don’t like playing it, since i’m not very good. did i tell you that i like music? no? well i do. i don’t see how anyone doesn’t. i especially love going through the forbidden forest. it’s one of the most beautiful place at the school. i also really like the color red, though it’s not because it’s the color of blood.”
dislikes: “i guess it’s quite normal that i dislike most werewolves. i mean, i could probably be friends with – actually no i couldn’t, but i could at least be on friendly terms with werewolves if i wanted to be, but you know the whole vampire/werewolves thing, so yeah. i also don’t like extremely bright colors, especially yellow. i don’t like stereotypes and i constantly try not to be a stereotypical slytherin, though there are times where i do exhibit some stereotypical traits. living forever is a thing i really, really don’t like. after a while it gets tiring and i don’t like the thought of living in the dreary world forever. i might take that back when humans learn not to be so foolish. i detest rats. they’re just such ugly creatures and they’re nearly everywhere! this may seem really weird, but i really don’t like clowns. they scare me, which is ridiculous. i hate ignorant people and people who think they know everything. i also don’t like feeling of losing control. it scares me.”
strengths: “strengths? well, i’m quite intelligent, if i do say so myself. i would like to think that i’ve grown wiser over the years. i’m really good at potions and ancient runes. it just comes really easily for me. i also have a really good memory. i can remember nearly everything.”
weaknesses: “my weaknesses? well, that's going to be tough. i can be pretty proud, which means i don't like admitting my weaknesses or that anything i've done is a fail. but, i’m in a good mood today, so i’ll tell you my weaknesses. you just have to promise not to tell anyone or i’ll kill you. um, i’m incredibly blunt. i speak my mind and tell the truth, whether or not people want me to. i’m a bitch to those who i don’t like, which is nearly everyone. i’m overly ambitious. i view that as a good thing, but most don’t since i’ll do whatever it takes to get something I want.”
veritaserum: “i don’t like to go around advertising my secrets, so you better not tell anyone about this. i’ve never been in love before. it’s strange really. one would expect that being around for more than two hundred years, you would find someone you like but i haven’t. though it’s mostly because i don’t let people in. they’re going to die anyways, so why should i bother to get to know them when i’m only going to be sad and heartbroken? anyways, i hate being a vampire. it’s a curse for me really, but i’ve learned to live with it… kind of, and there are times where i enjoy it.”
dementor: “hm… my worst memory would have to be being turned into a vampire. it was extremely painful and i’d rather not think about it, thank you very much. i’ve tried to block the memory out of my head, but it never works.”
patronus: “my best memory has to be christmas day with my family. my real family. we celebrated my birthday on christmas since it was practically the same day, and I demanded it. we were all so happy and festive. it was amazing. it was also my last christmas with my family. my patronus takes the form of a white tiger.”
sexuality & relationship status: “i’m heterosexual and single, though i’m not sure why you want to know.”
I HEARD ONE ON YOU
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father: “my father is blodwyn bluud. i’m not quite sure how old he is, since i’ve never bothered to ask, but i’m sure he’s incredibly old. i also don’t know whether he has a job or not.”
mother: “i don’t know who my mother is.”
siblings: “i have two brothers and one sister.”
others: “my biological mother, tatiana petrov, my biological father, aleksander petrov. they’re dead. obviously.
overall history: “my father was a russian ministry official. he was a powerful and rich man, who had everything he wanted. my mother was the complete of opposite of him. she was poor and had to work several jobs to support herself, until she married my father. whenever i asked my father was he chose to marry her, he said because she was intelligent and beautiful. my mother always said that he loved her dearly, but i don’t always believe her. he did care for her, don’t get me wrong, but he didn’t seem to love her. when my mother was pregnant with me, my father hoped to get a son. he wanted someone to pass on the family name and a heir for the family fortune. when i was born, my mother named me camilla ruby petrov, after her mother and grandmother. my mother was overjoyed to have a healthy child, but my father was disappointed, but he still loved and spoiled me. since the day i was born, i had the best of everything; clothes, shoes, toys, candies. anything i wanted, i got. it helped that i had always been a manipulative person, even when i was a child. i had learned how to make people get me what i wanted from my father. my mother, being the moral person she is, was not happy about that was bent on teaching me proper manners and valuable life lessons. i suppose she wanted what was best for me, but at the time i absolutely hated her and those lessons she taught me. i didn’t see what was wrong with me getting what i wanted. the only worthwhile thing she taught me was probably how to read and write.
“somehow, though i slowly began to become what my mother wanted to be. a perfect daughter. but i wasn’t. i saw how much i could gain if i kept using people, i saw how much better i could be. but i also so how much i could lose my using people, and i wanted so desperately to make someone in my family happy. my father loved me, but i could tell he still wanted a son. slowly, i began to realize that there were too many expectations for me to reach, and i gave up on being perfect, and that was when i fell from grace. my parents got even more disappointed in me, which i didn’t even think was possible. after a while it became too much, so i ran away. i packed away everything i own and just left. it should’ve been hard but it wasn’t.
“i traveled all around the world with my parents’ money, but i knew that i would have to get a job soon if i was to keep on living like this. so i went back to england. it had always been one of the prettiest places i’ve ever been to, and it was so big and teeming with people. no one would find me there. i was there for a year when i suddenly got ill. i was determined to survive though and pull through though. i did not want to die by a stupid disease, thank you very much. however, it did not happen as i planned. i couldn’t pull through, and i was sure to die.
“i was turned when i was sixteen by blodwyn bluud. he had saved my life, and i was eternally thankful for that, until i learned the consequences. i woke up, and i was convinced that everything was a dream. a very, very long dream. that was until i met the rest of my “family”. they explained to me what i was and i was happy about becoming a vampire. for a while at least. the novelty kind of wears off after a while.
“as a young vampire, i was very hard to keep under control. while i had the same personality as before, everything was magnified. my rebellious and manipulative nature shined through, and no one could tell me what to do. i preyed on men who thought that i was just after sex and killed them once i was finished with toying with them. even now i don’t regret what i’ve done. after all, they deserved to die. once my family taught me how to dispose of the bodies once i was done with them because i often left them to clean up my messes. slowly, i began to turn to animal blood instead of human blood just for the challenge. i wanted to see if i could control myself from drinking human blood, wanted to test my patience.
“the rest doesn’t matter. it’s just tedious information that doesn’t concern you. now, i’m attending hogwarts with my “siblings”. it did not surprise me that i was sorted into slytherin along with my brother. over the years, i’ve learned to rely only on animal blood, seeing how the head mistress probably wouldn’t take too kindly to me killing her students. despite the fact that i don’t like being in the same place for very long, i quite like hogwarts. it’s very nice and welcoming.”
YOUR GOING TO WISH
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name/alias: ivy
gender: female
age: nineteen
contact: pm
how you found us: more than a memory
other characters: estella belladonna worthington, seventeen, gryffindor
experience: a couple of years
role play sample:look at estella’s app please
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