Post by ameliagreyson on Jul 28, 2012 22:03:19 GMT 1
Playby: Keira Knightly
Name: Amelia Greyson
Age: 734 / 22
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Species: Vampire
Physical Description: Standing at five foot seven inches tall and approximately 145 pounds, she has long chestnut brown locks that fall almost to her waist line when left down. Her once hazel eyes have lightened to a pale amber much like a fine scotch. Aged to perfection. She is slender of body and carries her self with a regal bearing.
Attitude: Born in a time where women were oft the minority and had no place among men, Amelia is often quiet and reserved in her daily dealings. Though she has embraced the new freedoms that women now enjoy somethings are hard to change. It is not like her to raise her voice to anyone and she tries her best to be fair and just in any disagreements. She is most passionate about her new project and has taken a very active roll in ensuring that these new hybrid creatures are found good homes. She is very committed to being a part the council of New Vegas and supports her leaders without qualms.
Abilities: She is extraordinarily strong as she is quiet old. Can move at speeds that are undetected by the human eye, can sway a human to her way of thinking for very brief periods of time, but will weaken herself in the process. She could crawl up a wall but prefers not to as it would not be very ladylike nor acceptable in a dress or skirt. Very very patient.
Weaknesses: The standard ones that come with being a vampire, Sunlight, wooden stake in the heart, decapitation is a deterrent, woe to the one that attempts it though. She sleeps only underground. The blood of Lycans is poisons.
Amelia is deathly afraid of arachnids and suffers from sever Arachnophobia. Will go to extreme levels to avoid anything of a eight legged nature. Often has her human staff search rooms before she enters if she feels necessary or spies evidence of said creatures.
She loves all sorts of animals of the mammal class and go to great lengths to protect and save them from any sort of harm.
Lastly she also has a weak stomach against any sort of physical violence. It is very upsetting to her and she tends to have mild panic attack type of reaction, if she bears witness to such.
History: Born in the mid 1300's to a wealthy English family Amelia was the apple of her fathers eye. He had his Heir apparent and was blessed with an one extra child her. Her brother was only a few years older then she and they got along quiet well together. In 1350 Amelia and her brother lost both parents to the Black Plague and were shipped off to their fathers parents home in Montpelier, France. There they spent several years before her brother came into his inheritance and his fathers title of Baron Greyson. They moved back to England and lived the life of that was quiet unremarkable. It was when Amelia turned 20 that her brother started to question whether or not she should start more actively looking for a suitable husband during the season. It was her third season after all.
Amelia was not the belle of the ball nor was she a social outcast by any means. She had a small intimate circle of friends and close companions that she preferred though none seemed to hold her heart in a way that made her long for a marriage. It was during the last month of that season that Douglas Sherbrook, the Earl of Ravensworth caught her eye. As she too caught his eye. A great deal of scandal and strange rumors surrounded his entrance into society. He was very dashing and beguiling to those whom he danced or partnered with during many a social event. Amelia fell for him and soon begged her brother to accept Ravensworth's offer of marriage. Little did she or he know just what she was going to marry into. For Ravensworth was a vampire that had grown quiet tired of living his life alone and sought a bride to share his eternal life with.
It wasn't until after the wedding and she began her life with the Earl that she began to question things. Such as he never seemed to sleep with her and she could never see him during the hours of daylight. The servants were often there to handle all and any of her needs but would not talk about their master in any way. A year of this and she finally broke down and questioned him one night as to why she could never see him during the day what kept him from her. It was a very heated discussion and in the end he gave in and told her what he was. Torn between horror and the love she felt for him they continued together for another year before he gave into his brides request and turned her.
They spent many, many years together traveling the world together exploring the wonders of it and enjoying their own companionship. They took only what they needed to survive from humans and tried their best to not leave any trace of what they were. It wasn't until Douglas admitted to her that he was nearing his 1000th year that trouble started between them. He told her he did not wish to live beyond that and would be leaving her to walk into the daylight. She fought with bitter tears and rage that he not leave her in America alone. But that is just what he did. During this time she also took back her maiden name and gave up the title of Countess of Ravensworth. Titles have no place in what was left of America.
In the bitter years that followed she found herself drawn to animals and righting the wrongs done against them. She found purpose in aiding the Humane society and doing what ever she could to save many of them from death. When the world ended she was found by a small group of vampires that were looking for safe refuge and joined with them as they traveled at night to end up in New Vegas.
Rule Code Word: 'Elek is made of awesome'
Species Code Word: Soulless
Clarification Code Word: 'Elek is made of awesome'
Citizens Laws and Vampire Laws Code Words: vampires do not, attack innocent humans
Rp Sample:
Amelia sat quiet still next to the lab table and waited as Knezel one of her female hybrids gave birth to her litter. The exam room was quiet and still except for the occasional mewl of the kitzy This would be her second litter since she had began splicing the delicate strands of feline DNA with that of the more hardier desert reptiles that not even a holocaust had been able to kill completely.
She reached in and stroked the soft fur and scales of Knezel as she pushed forth each new life. After several hours four new Kitzy's were struggling to find their momma's milk. "Perfect little darlings my sweet" She cooed softly, praising a job well done.
The labor had gone well enough, with no losses this time. Amelia took off her exam gloves and started making notes upon her board. The soft scratch of the pencil on paper inter mingled with the newborn's plaintive mews
She looked back into the birthing crate and smiled down at the dark grey and black little ones. Each a variation of their mother and father. Pity they had to put him down. He had become a might bit feral after the last injection of plasma. She had great hopes these would be the start of a new and stronger breed that would not die off before their first year.
Her attention was drawn to the last little one that was born and she chuckled softly to herself. It appeared to have more then five toes on each of it's front paws. Most interesting she thought and gently picked the little one up to exam it closer.
"My, my what a beautiful Kitzy you are. You shall be called Mistoffelees." She told the little bundle of fur and scales. Gently she placed it down next to it's mother and watched them for a time before, she could pull herself away and check on the other specimens in the lab. She was most pleased with the way things were going and hopped to have at least three more litters before the week was out.
