Post by Bella Swan on Jan 24, 2008 23:38:11 GMT -5
Name: Elizabeth Gracey
Age/ Birthday: September 20 1803
Species: Vegitarian Vampire
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Golden
Physical Appearance: Very slim, 5'7'', White skin.
Power: Ability to turn her own pain onto the attacker
Homeplace: New Orleans, Louisiana
Basic History (1 paragraph at most):
Elizabeth Gracey was born in 1813. She lived a rather fulfilling life with her mother. When she died in 1833, Elizabeth went into a state of devastation. She jumped off a cliff in La Push, but was saved by Thiaubaudet. Thiaubaudet could see the future, and he knew her 2 sisters would follow after her. When she became a vampire, she was granted an amazing power. When she was human, she found a way tro turn peoples opinions and insults back on them. As a vampire, she could turn her pain against her enemies. She became a vegitarian vampire when she met a man named Allister. Ever since then, she has resisted the urge to drink human blood.
RP Example:
Elizabeth walked the trail to the clearing. She knew he would be waiting for her. When you didn't have a choice, sometimes you had to give into your feelings. She sighed. For the longest time she had regretted her becoming a vampire. Now it didn't seem like such a bad thing.
"I didn't expect you so soon," Erik told me. Sometimes it was horrible being comitted. You never knew what to expect from your boss.
" I am a fast..." here she smirked, "WALKER."
Erik smiled. Clearly he had something in mind.
"True," he said, " but slow at everything else."
Her smile faded. She didn't like being made fun of.
"At least I'm not human," she hissed through her teeth. If only he were a human, it would be an insult. Because he wasn't, it was merely a pathetic defense.
"A very good point," he said. A faint smile touched his lips.
Then she realized his eyes were black. She frowned.
"You're thirsty," she remarked, sighing. No matter how much she tried to change his human blood drinking, he never seemed to listen.
Erik's face darkened. She knew she had hit a dangerous point. Her boss was not one to be tested, but it was something she needed to do.
"As though you should care," he said angrily. His black eyes grew so much darker. He didn't like being goaded.
"You are almost as stubborn as me," she said. Almost.
"But you do not drink human blood," he contradicted.
Elizabeth smiled. Frustrating her boss was one of the things that made her laugh. She turned away back into the woods. She never understood herself.
There was always tomorrow.
Age/ Birthday: September 20 1803
Species: Vegitarian Vampire
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Golden
Physical Appearance: Very slim, 5'7'', White skin.
Power: Ability to turn her own pain onto the attacker
Homeplace: New Orleans, Louisiana
Basic History (1 paragraph at most):
Elizabeth Gracey was born in 1813. She lived a rather fulfilling life with her mother. When she died in 1833, Elizabeth went into a state of devastation. She jumped off a cliff in La Push, but was saved by Thiaubaudet. Thiaubaudet could see the future, and he knew her 2 sisters would follow after her. When she became a vampire, she was granted an amazing power. When she was human, she found a way tro turn peoples opinions and insults back on them. As a vampire, she could turn her pain against her enemies. She became a vegitarian vampire when she met a man named Allister. Ever since then, she has resisted the urge to drink human blood.
RP Example:
Elizabeth walked the trail to the clearing. She knew he would be waiting for her. When you didn't have a choice, sometimes you had to give into your feelings. She sighed. For the longest time she had regretted her becoming a vampire. Now it didn't seem like such a bad thing.
"I didn't expect you so soon," Erik told me. Sometimes it was horrible being comitted. You never knew what to expect from your boss.
" I am a fast..." here she smirked, "WALKER."
Erik smiled. Clearly he had something in mind.
"True," he said, " but slow at everything else."
Her smile faded. She didn't like being made fun of.
"At least I'm not human," she hissed through her teeth. If only he were a human, it would be an insult. Because he wasn't, it was merely a pathetic defense.
"A very good point," he said. A faint smile touched his lips.
Then she realized his eyes were black. She frowned.
"You're thirsty," she remarked, sighing. No matter how much she tried to change his human blood drinking, he never seemed to listen.
Erik's face darkened. She knew she had hit a dangerous point. Her boss was not one to be tested, but it was something she needed to do.
"As though you should care," he said angrily. His black eyes grew so much darker. He didn't like being goaded.
"You are almost as stubborn as me," she said. Almost.
"But you do not drink human blood," he contradicted.
Elizabeth smiled. Frustrating her boss was one of the things that made her laugh. She turned away back into the woods. She never understood herself.
There was always tomorrow.
