Post by MARIONETTE BLAIR CROSS on Apr 23, 2011 22:20:50 GMT
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[/size]CROSS, marionette blair
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CHARACTER!
FULL NAME: marionette blair cross
NICKNAMES: mari
AGE: 389 years, looks like she is 19
BIRTHDAY: may eleventh
SPECIES: vampire
TYPE: diet
CHARACTER DETAILS!
HAIR COLOUR: white/blonde
EYE COLOUR: green
HEIGHT/WEIGHT: 5'2", 110lbs
BODY TYPE: long and lean
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: her long hair and lip ring
PLAY BY: kerli
CHARACTER EXTRAS!
LIKES: nature, animals, horses, music, literature, romance, acting, learning, conversing
DISLIKES: spiders, snakes, sharks, alcohol, drugs of any kind, rude people
SEXUALITY: heterosexual
PREFFERED POWER: crystallization
OVERALL PERSONALITYa vampire of quiet demeanor, marionette doesn't speak much. she may come off as timid or weak, but she is far from it. she's very strong-hearted and she can withstand just about anything that comes her way. she is a great leader, and she does make it known that she is the leader of her coven, if she absolutely has to. though that is rare. she's outspoken and always makes sure that everyone else is heard.
a lover of music and the arts, marionette spends much of her time playing the many instruments that she's mastered. she also loves to pain and draw. thus, her room is covered in paintings and drawings that she's done. she also loves animals, and has a rather hard time killing them when she needs to drink. she does it anyways, knowing that she would go insane without it.
marionette has a few setbacks, though. she hates anything harmful or dangerous, and often tries to keep herself as far away as possible. she is also still having a hard time controlling her lust for blood. granted she's normally very good at controlling herself, she has had a few slip ups in the past. she also likes to keep all of her past to herself and herself only. she doesn't want to scare anyone by telling them about her son, or her past.
FAMILY RELATIONS!
FATHER: james, 31, painter, dead
MOTHER: juliet, 29, writer, close
SIBLINGS: none
BIRTHPLACE/HOMETOWN: moscow, russia
CURRENT RESIDENCE: forks, washington, usa
OVERALL HISTORY:
marionette was born in moscow, russia, in the early seventeenth century. she was born to a russian lady and a russian lord. she was the twin to her older brother, terrance. marionette and her brother were kept under a constant watch because their parents were incredibly paranoid. their father knew things that could have gotten even the children killed, so they always made sure there were guards around. because of this, marionette didn't get out too much. she spent most of her time, as a child, taking care of her horse, rook.
when she wasn't taking care of her horse, she was learning. their mother took it upon herself to teach the two siblings everything she could. terrance learned math and science while marionette learned french, german, and how to act like a "lady". her mother was always about tradition, and since she and the father had been in an arranged marriage, she felt that marionette should be to. that's when marionette's life twisted out of control.
marionette fell in love with her fiance, very deeply in fact. they were together for a long time before marionette found out that she was pregnant. it wasn't soon after that her fiance also found out, and started to have an affair with another woman. broken and defeated, marionette escaped from her russian home to germany, where she met her brother. he'd gone off on a "business trip" and had never returned. something looked oddly different about him, but she thought nothing of it. her brother stayed with her until she had the baby.
unfortunately, there were complications. marionette lost too much blood during the birth, and it was then that she was turned into a vampire. it was all thanks to her brothers efforts that she even became such. days later, after marionette recovered, she felt the need to give her young son up. she didn't feel that she would be able to control herself around him, especially since she seemed to want to kill everything that had a pulse. she gave up her son, loren, to a nice german couple, and then set off back to russia.
angry and blinded with rage about her condition, she instantly went to the place of her birth. her parents didn't feel a thing. and neither did her fiance. after their deaths, marionette sailed to the americas. she settled there for most of her life. only a few years ago she met her son again. she was very happy to see him, and he became the center of her life from then on. she started her coven with him as her second in command. her twin brother has just recently joined them as well. she has no mate as of yet, but that might change pretty soon.
BEHIND THE MASK!
NAME/ALIAS: skye
AGE: sixteen
RP EXPERIENCE: advanced
ANYTHING ELSE: beautiful site. <3
RP SAMPLE:
the room was pitch black except for the few candles settled around the room. even then they hardly even gave off any light. they simply cast a faint glow in select areas that were a little harder to see. things that the vampires couldn't sense while they were walking about. one vampire in particular was circling around a chair in the middle of the room. he was growling low in his throat, his eyes tiny slits that bore into the eyes of his captive. he stepped slowly, looking her up and down. "you little bitch...scratching my like that...i should cut off your little fingers...or break them off..." he snarled in a deep, menacing voice.
the blonde strapped tightly to the chair followed his every move. her skin was paler than only weeks before. weeks of torture. weeks of pain and blood. weeks of listening to this bastard ramble on how she did him wrong at one point in time. she'd known this man from the moment she first saw him, tied to this very chair in this very room. the one man that had ripped her heart out. she snarled low words at him, too jumbled to make sense of. he stepped closer to her and her muscles tightened, just like she wanted to jump at him. like she wanted to rip his throat out where he stood.
"now now, mari. don't hate. it's i who should be hating you. you took my son from me. and in turn for getting you pregnant, your brother came after me. all i want is my son. all i want to see is his cute little face. but...you don't tell me where he is, i'm going to continue torturing you..." he snarled at her. he picked up a bottle of fresh, warm blood. "because you don't get this until you do, you little bitch."
mari tensed once more, thrusting forward toward the man, before being thrust back by a pair of strong hands. she hissed low on her breath. "you disowned him the moment you knew i was pregnant. he is not your son! and he never will be!" she screamed at him, struggling at the chains that held her arms to the chair. "you heartless, thoughtless pig! what do you care about children? you went and fucked everything that even looked at you. that why your sister killed herself?"
instantly the man hit her. right across the cheek. mari looked down, her muscles tensing once more. the metal chains around her wrists gave a screeching noise and suddenly mari had a hold of the mans arm. she gripped it tightly and locked her gaze to him. she focused all of her power onto his mind. he slowly began muttering words that didn't make sense. he watched mari with a dull gaze, clouded, like nothing was there anymore. she struck him across the head. "now, nathaniel. you're going to take that stake and put it through your chest. and you!" she growled, turning to face the other vampire, "you're going to decapitate yourself. now."
she stepped forward, grabbing the bottle of blood from nathaniel. "go on. do as i say. both of you." she noted, taking a long sip from the bottle. as soon as she finished, she turned to see both men were dead. she glanced to the side, looking at the gasoline that had nearly been used on her once. she grabbed the can and poured the liquid all about the room. she then stepped toward the door, knocking a single candle down to the floor. she heard the roar of fire crackling behind her. she then looked out in front of her. three more vampires. she put a cruel smile on her face and stepped forward...
