Post by Lady Lauralee on Feb 5, 2011 15:23:55 GMT -5
Playby:Rihanna
Name:Red
Age: Unknown(134)/23
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Species: Carni Vampire
Physical Description: They don’t call her Red for nothing. She is in between short and tall, measuring in at 5’6”. She is 156 pounds but don’t be fooled for she is all rock solid muscle. Her fiery red mane frames her oval face, giving her an allure of being just that; hot headed. She had the loveliest she of pale hazel eyes when she was human which in contrast to her milk chocolate skin made them absolutely alluring; the number one thing that drew people in. Since her transformation to vampire they are the brightest crimson; like looking at red velvet. Her lips are of the likes that would make even the strongest man weak with desire; licking his own just to have a taste of hers though he should be weary. Her scorpion venom laced ruby red lipstick can become crippling. One should also beware for her claws. Her nails are as hard as steel and filed to point. If she claws better expect heavy bleeding. She is a beautiful yet nasty kitty who’s ready to claw at a moment’s notice.
Attitude: Red is as evil and sinister as they come. Being a classic case of Schadenfreude, nothing makes her happier than to see someone or something suffer in agony be it physically or mentally; borderline euphoria if she is the one to cause the pain and agony. She takes delight in the misery of others. There is nothing nice or kind about her; if she comes off as such it’s only part of a grander scheme to inflict maximum damage. The scariest thing about red would be that she is the ultimate actress. She can be whoever she needs to be in whatever situation to achieve her ultimate goal. Whatever the case to come in contact with her or find one’s self in her cross hairs can be deadly, absolutely lethal.[/size]
Family/Pack or Coven: NA
Father: Unknown
Mother: Unknown
Siblings: Unknown
Abilities: Her ability is what I like to call “keeper of a hundred faces”. Red has the ability to take on whatever role she needs to be. She may be as evil as they come but she can hide behind whatever face she needs to. She can be mother Teresa helping the poor and weary one minute, then a rich stuck up duchess the next. She can portray whoever or whatever she needs to.
History: Who knew that a person could be evil from birth? Such was the case with Red. From the time she was born she exuded an aura of utter darkness about her. The man that thought he was her father lashed out at his wife, faulting her for consorting with the devil. What child of his could be born with rich brown skin and magnificently red hair? Close enough but no cookie. Red’s father is a daemon and came to her mother, seducing her as only a daemon can do. He wove a web of lies in front of her, making her think that she was with her husband when instead she had slept with being so evil it could almost give Satan a run for his money.
Red’s mother, stricken with grief over her husband blatant hated for her and their baby (who unbeknownst to her was not his), fled from her husband and back to her family. It was a strained household and with her family believing the child to be a spawn of evil as well gave her an ultimatum; the baby of her family. She ultimately gave in allow her family to abandon the baby to the wood to become fodder for the wolves. Zoran, a most malevolent carnivorous vampire smelled her and came to investigate. One look at the baby and he knew he could not just kill her though her blood screamed out for him to take. She was evil like him and evil was drawn to evil. He decided that he would raise his fiery abomination for himself and when she was of age he would take her as his and turn her.
Zoran named the child Red after the striking color of her hair and raised her. The first year of her life he was on the move constantly with her, having to lure women still nursing to feed her. It worked out well for after she would feed for so long the woman would become sustenance to see him through. They had to move constantly considering that it would become suspicious if too many nursing woman turned up missing. As she grew he taught her that she was human yet not human and he was unsure what else she was. Also that he was a vampire and was far superior to an human. He always made it evident that she owed him her life and it was forfeit to him upon her 20th birthday. It never really bothered to think of being with Zoran since he delighted in the misery of others as much as she did. There nothing more pleasing that to watch him drink from others as they panicked; losing control over themselves. It made her quite gleeful.
By the time that Red was the right age in Zoran’s mind. He turned her. There was nothing romantic about it. He attacked her, taking delight in ripping into her throat and drinking the sweetest blood he had ever had. That very blood that cried out for him, taunting him without mercy for 20 years. He almost lost control of himself in the bliss of her blood and forgot he was turning her, not killing her. He released her in time to not completely drain her. She was in the most excruciating pain she had ever felt. Every moment of it she watched her with a grin on his face. He enjoyed watching her suffer. As much as she loved watching the misery of others she did not like someone watching her with the same satisfaction. She vowed to kill him with her own hands he least expected it and delight in killing him. After her transformation she waited patiently, allowing him to teach her the ins and outs of being a vampire. They could never be too reckless without abandon for there would be retribution in the form of death from the Volturi. She never saw in Zoran except when he spoke of them.
Once she felt secure enough in her newfound vampire skin she tricked Zoran. He always told her that her body was forfeit to him, as was evident when he took her mortal virginity. It was easy to rightfully assume that he would want to take her as a vampire. When he was deep in the throes of passion with her she ripped his head clean off his body. Being that Zoran told her of all the things that can kill a vampire she made sure to rip the rest of his body apart and burn the pieces. She cleaned up and never once looked back. For many years she travelled all over the world allowing nothing to stop her and her endless desire to make people miserable in any way she knew how. She even met up with Daddy dearest one day and found out that she was part Demon. She brushed him off and continued about her business. As of late she has been hearing rumors of a mythical community in Washington and it as peaked her interest. Now that place sound like somewhere she could find lots to get into. Nothing like causing a stir and creating loads of misery.
RP Sample:
The room was dark, the only light being the faint glow of the moon that drifted through the sheer blinds. No one would hear the screams of the man she happened upon in the most fortunate of luck. It was a long journey from Maine to Washington and red was so very thirsty. Animals just didn’t quite make the cute for her picky palate. The poor bastard thought that he was having a lucky night at the bar when a beautiful mahogany woman with the most vibrant red hair approached him in interest. Oh she was interested alright; interested in finding a way to seduce him him so he would take her home and she could then began her night of fun.
As she stalked her prey he struggled at the bindings that kept him to the bed. He was completely naked, not one inch of his skin covered. He trembled violently but made no sound. No she couldn’t have him giving her away before she was done having fun. He was gagged as well. She preferred when they screamed. It was more euphoric that way, but she would make due considering they were in the middle of suburbanville. Walking up to him she dragged her razor sharp nail across his chest, watching intensely as beads of blood welled up from where her nails had once been. A malevolent grin flashed across her face as she leaned in and licked the blood off. He winced as she suckled, a little a tiny mixture of the scorpion venom from her lips and venom in her saliva burning him. She would have to work quickly now. Even the minutest of venom could turn someone. She dragged her nails heavily down his cheek, nearly hitting euphoria with his muffled screams. Her fingers running across his skin had the same effect as a hot knife through butter; opening him up completely. She lapped greedily at the cuts before latching herself to his neck and drinking as if she had never fed before. Sooner than she would have like she felt him begin to turn cold as continued to suck, taking drag after drag of blood until there was none left.
She released him, the man’s head falling back to the bed with his eyes still opened in an eerie fashion. They were glassed over staring out to space. She debated now what would be the best recourse to take. She could take the body into the woods and leave it for the wildlife to eat and possibly someone to come across, bury it, or burn it. None of those were fun at all until it dawned on her. What better way to welcome herself to the town than give the townsfolk their first homicide in who knows how long. She drew of her nails through the puncture wounds that would easily identify it as a vampire. No sense in the Volturi being alerted. She added a few more slashes in his body and left him there, making sure to lock up his house behind her but not before blowing him a kiss and giving him a wink. She skipped out towards the woods where she would decided what game to play next.
One thing was certain. Red had arrived to Forks and she came prepared to play.
Species Code:Lucifer (no hybrid code so I used the demon code)
Rules Code:Fried Chicken[/size]
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