Vampire Idea (Interest Check)

[Anish Joshi]

Omg Josi! Hi there! Been ages and ages, haha! Miss your awesome words!

Edit: The taken roles aren't posted on the front page, but here's the Approved Character Sheets page again.

Ages???  I am still waiting for your reply lol.

Hi, Josi, lovely!

[Gannameade]

Hello Josi.  Hope you are doing well!!!

[Anish Joshi]

Hello Josi.  Hope you are doing well!!!

Sure am. How are you man?

[Haloriel]

We meant Josi as in Josietta. The new person trying to figure out a character. <3

[Anish Joshi]

We meant Josi as in Josietta. The new person trying to figure out a character. <3

*facepalm* my bad guys!!!!

[Haloriel]

No worries at all. It actually took me a moment to realise the similar letters in both your names! -grins-

[Anish Joshi]

I was a bit surprised to have people suddenly call me Josi. I assumed it was joshi with a typo.

[Bibliophilia]

-already plotting a 3rd.-  I have a problem... -snicker.-

[Anish Joshi]

I have just connected for 1. :(

[AmbrosiaPudding]

Okay, so I was asleep haha.

They are all called 'Brides' because when the original Vampire Laws were created it was vampire men taking women. It's just a word that hasn't changed if that makes sense.

[Dirigible]

Since so many people are going with multiple characters, I thought what they hay...

Inanna
Age: 6000+ (awake for only perhaps 50-100 years of that).
Age Turned: 27.
Progenitor: Gilgamesh.
Bloodline: The Lineage of the God-King is ancient beyond recording, and nearly extinct. Inanna may be the only extant bearer of the bloodline. Her particular gifts include a connection to the elemental sands and waters – the ability to summon, command and communicate with creatures of the desert (snakes, scorpions, locusts, jackals, etc.) as some other bloodlines can control the 'children of the night'; to stir the desert winds, whip up dust-devils and minor sandstorms; to make water rise and recede.

Gender: Female.
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual.
Position: Guest of the Nightshade Estate.

Appearance: Possessing a timeless beauty, Inanna has dusky skin, dark wavy hair and agate hazel eyes. At 5'3” she is not tall, but her curved hips and bust evoke a fertility goddess of old. Modern fashion is mysterious to her, so she tends to value simplicity in her garments. There is a scar between her breasts where a stake was driven through her heart.

Personality: Inanna is a stranger in a strange land. She watches and listens as if in a dream, and rarely offers and opinion or suggestion unless one is sought. She takes the wonders of the modern world at face value; a knife made of steel is as alien and marvellous to her as a smartphone. She is intelligent but naïve, wise but ignorant of much modern folk take for granted. The things that please her most and she understands best are the things that have changed least in six millennia: nature, animals, gardens, and sex.

History: Inanna is old. She was turned over six thousand years ago in Ur, the throne of the Sumerian Empire. But millennia of deathless sleep have fogged her memory. She remembers being a slave, a concubine and a queen to Gilgamesh, the immortal blood-god and god-king. She remembers being a hierodule, a temple prostitute in the ziggurat, of being worshipped as a goddess and used as a vessel of lust and blood. Sacred and profane, noble and debased, pleasure and death, all are blended together in her recollections.

She remembers a world of stone, darkness, copper and fear; she remembers awakening into a world of silicon, bottled lightning, titanium and wonder.

Inanna's withered, staked body was discovered in a stone tomb beneath the sands of Iraq by the vampiric archaeologist Carter Albrecht in the 2000s. Albrecht was excavating the ruins of ancient cities in Mesopotamia, seeking answers about the history of the undead. He removed the stake from Inanna's ribs, and through generous quantities of blood was able to rouse her from her death-like stasis after thousands of years. Inanna was bewildered by the world she found herself in, but Albrecht patiently tutored her in modern languages and the state of the world, in exchange for information about the distant past.

She remained his ward/student/assistant for several years until Albrecht grew annoyed by Inanna's dim and unsure memories of the ancient world and essentially threw her out. With nowhere to go and little more than a handful of pawned grave-goods and jewellery to sustain her, Inanna wandered from Estate to Estate for a few years, seeing the world and searching for a place or meaning in it. Her latest residence is the Nightshade Estate, where she exists as a sort of living museum exhibit, an interesting conversation starter for other vampires as a possible unique creature, and at least the Texan climate reminds her of home.

Slowly, Inanna is learning more about the modern world, and remembering more about the old. Slowly, her plans, intentions and desires are forming.

Ons/Offs: Inanna is known to history as 'the goddess whom 120 lovers could not exhaust', and her vampiric namesake (inspiration?) certainly lives up to the epithet. Her sexuality can be highly detached, almost transcendental, or furious and carnal. She remembers being both a commanding object of worship and obedience and a servant and blood whore before that term was even devised, so in modern terms can be both dominant and submissive.

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[AmbrosiaPudding]

Since so many people are going with multiple characters, I thought what they hay...

Inanna
Age: 6000+ (awake for only perhaps 50-100 years of that).
Age Turned: 27.
Progenitor: Gilgamesh.
Bloodline: The Lineage of the God-King is ancient beyond recording, and nearly extinct. Inanna may be the only extant bearer of the bloodline. Her particular gifts include a connection to the elemental sands and waters – the ability to summon, command and communicate with creatures of the desert (snakes, scorpions, locusts, jackals, etc.) as some other bloodlines can control the 'children of the night'; to stir the desert winds, whip up dust-devils and minor sandstorms; to make water rise and recede.

Gender: Female.
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual.
Position: Guest of the Nightshade Estate.

Appearance: Possessing a timeless beauty, Inanna has dusky skin, dark wavy hair and agate hazel eyes. At 5'3” she is not tall, but her curved hips and bust evoke a fertility goddess of old. Modern fashion is mysterious to her, so she tends to value simplicity in her garments. There is a scar between her breasts where a stake was driven through her heart.

Personality: Inanna is a stranger in a strange land. She watches and listens as if in a dream, and rarely offers and opinion or suggestion unless one is sought. She takes the wonders of the modern world at face value; a knife made of steel is as alien and marvellous to her as a smartphone. She is intelligent but naïve, wise but ignorant of much modern folk take for granted. The things that please her most and she understands best are the things that have changed least in six millennia: nature, animals, gardens, and sex.

History: Inanna is old. She was turned over six thousand years ago in Ur, the throne of the Sumerian Empire. But millennia of deathless sleep have fogged her memory. She remembers being a slave, a concubine and a queen to Gilgamesh, the immortal blood-god and god-king. She remembers being a hierodule, a temple prostitute in the ziggurat, of being worshipped as a goddess and used as a vessel of lust and blood. Sacred and profane, noble and debased, pleasure and death, all are blended together in her recollections.

She remembers a world of stone, darkness, copper and fear; she remembers awakening into a world of silicon, bottled lightning, titanium and wonder.

Inanna's withered, staked body was discovered in a stone tomb beneath the sands of Iraq by the vampiric archaeologist Carter Albrecht in the 2000s. Albrecht was excavating the ruins of ancient cities in Mesopotamia, seeking answers about the history of the undead. He removed the stake from Inanna's ribs, and through generous quantities of blood was able to rouse her from her death-like stasis after thousands of years. Inanna was bewildered by the world she found herself in, but Albrecht patiently tutored her in modern languages and the state of the world, in exchange for information about the distant past.

She remained his ward/student/assistant for several years until Albrecht grew annoyed by Inanna's dim and unsure memories of the ancient world and essentially threw her out. With nowhere to go and little more than a handful of pawned grave-goods and jewellery to sustain her, Inanna wandered from Estate to Estate for a few years, seeing the world and searching for a place or meaning in it. Her latest residence is the Nightshade Estate, where she exists as a sort of living museum exhibit, an interesting conversation starter for other vampires as a possible unique creature, and at least the Texan climate reminds her of home.

Slowly, Inanna is learning more about the modern world, and remembering more about the old. Slowly, her plans, intentions and desires are forming.

Ons/Offs: Inanna is known to history as 'the goddess whom 120 lovers could not exhaust', and her vampiric namesake (inspiration?) certainly lives up to the epithet. Her sexuality can be highly detached, almost transcendental, or furious and carnal. She remembers being both a commanding object of worship and obedience and a servant and blood whore before that term was even devised, so in modern terms can be both dominant and submissive.

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While I think the backstory you've created is awesome I did just create the lineages of vampire. I'd check them out and maybe make a few quit edits. Maybe take her down a thousand years.

[Bibliophilia]

She's awesome, Dirigible.  So lovely.

[Dirigible]

I was writing this just before you posted that. :)

Easy enough changes to make.

[Gannameade]

Since so many people are going with multiple characters, I thought what they hay...

Inanna
Age: 6000+ (awake for only perhaps 50-100 years of that).
Age Turned: 27.
Progenitor: Gilgamesh.
Bloodline: The Lineage of the God-King is ancient beyond recording, and nearly extinct. Inanna may be the only extant bearer of the bloodline. Her particular gifts include a connection to the elemental sands and waters – the ability to summon, command and communicate with creatures of the desert (snakes, scorpions, locusts, jackals, etc.) as some other bloodlines can control the 'children of the night'; to stir the desert winds, whip up dust-devils and minor sandstorms; to make water rise and recede.

Gender: Female.
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual.
Position: Guest of the Nightshade Estate.

Appearance: Possessing a timeless beauty, Inanna has dusky skin, dark wavy hair and agate hazel eyes. At 5'3” she is not tall, but her curved hips and bust evoke a fertility goddess of old. Modern fashion is mysterious to her, so she tends to value simplicity in her garments. There is a scar between her breasts where a stake was driven through her heart.

Personality: Inanna is a stranger in a strange land. She watches and listens as if in a dream, and rarely offers and opinion or suggestion unless one is sought. She takes the wonders of the modern world at face value; a knife made of steel is as alien and marvellous to her as a smartphone. She is intelligent but naïve, wise but ignorant of much modern folk take for granted. The things that please her most and she understands best are the things that have changed least in six millennia: nature, animals, gardens, and sex.

History: Inanna is old. She was turned over six thousand years ago in Ur, the throne of the Sumerian Empire. But millennia of deathless sleep have fogged her memory. She remembers being a slave, a concubine and a queen to Gilgamesh, the immortal blood-god and god-king. She remembers being a hierodule, a temple prostitute in the ziggurat, of being worshipped as a goddess and used as a vessel of lust and blood. Sacred and profane, noble and debased, pleasure and death, all are blended together in her recollections.

She remembers a world of stone, darkness, copper and fear; she remembers awakening into a world of silicon, bottled lightning, titanium and wonder.

Inanna's withered, staked body was discovered in a stone tomb beneath the sands of Iraq by the vampiric archaeologist Carter Albrecht in the 2000s. Albrecht was excavating the ruins of ancient cities in Mesopotamia, seeking answers about the history of the undead. He removed the stake from Inanna's ribs, and through generous quantities of blood was able to rouse her from her death-like stasis after thousands of years. Inanna was bewildered by the world she found herself in, but Albrecht patiently tutored her in modern languages and the state of the world, in exchange for information about the distant past.

She remained his ward/student/assistant for several years until Albrecht grew annoyed by Inanna's dim and unsure memories of the ancient world and essentially threw her out. With nowhere to go and little more than a handful of pawned grave-goods and jewellery to sustain her, Inanna wandered from Estate to Estate for a few years, seeing the world and searching for a place or meaning in it. Her latest residence is the Nightshade Estate, where she exists as a sort of living museum exhibit, an interesting conversation starter for other vampires as a possible unique creature, and at least the Texan climate reminds her of home.

Slowly, Inanna is learning more about the modern world, and remembering more about the old. Slowly, her plans, intentions and desires are forming.

Ons/Offs: Inanna is known to history as 'the goddess whom 120 lovers could not exhaust', and her vampiric namesake (inspiration?) certainly lives up to the epithet. Her sexuality can be highly detached, almost transcendental, or furious and carnal. She remembers being both a commanding object of worship and obedience and a servant and blood whore before that term was even devised, so in modern terms can be both dominant and submissive.

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Lovely D!  Truly lovely!!!

[AmbrosiaPudding]

Last character for me! @AmbrosiaPudding/@Gannameade when you're able.

Name: Malikah Noor Rahal
Blood Scent: Shea butter, Sandalwood, Jasmine with a hint of Cinnamon.
Nickname(s): Queenie

Age: 26
Height: 5’7”
Hair: Currently long curls, middle back length.
Eyes: Mahogany brown with a golden hazel ring around the central iris.
Gender: Female
Face Claim: Precious Lee

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual.
Musical Inspiration(s): Radeeny - Mohamed Hamaki (Apple Music); I’m Still Waiting - Jodeci; Kefaya Holoul Wasat - Mohamed Hamaki (Apple Music); One Mo’ Gen - Mariah Carey (Apple Music)

Position: Will Be Bride of Gabriel
Other: Former Vocalist and Model

Appearance: Malikah is a woman of average height. However, the sheer vibrance of her curves and passionate manner she expresses herself draws attention quickly. She attends to her vibrant brown skin with consistent care. She is a soft-spoken soprano even as her voice carries with startling clarity when desired. Malikah is exceptionally full-figured but lifts weights to keep healthy.
Likes: Very dominant men, orchid and rose plants, pretty dresses, reading romances and mysteries, red wine, scotch, extensive foreplay.
Dislikes: Unneeded cruelty, fighting, white wine, cut flowers, quickies.

Personality: Stoic, Sensual, Kind, Respectful, Passionate, Equal Opportunist. Malikah has never spoken during her time at the Nightshade Estate. Malikah loves to be held but is extremely selective as to who touches her and when. She appears outwardly stoic, will read while wandering the hallways. It seldom occurs to Malikah that this is not sensual behaviour. Malikah is severely introverted but loved being a model and a vocalist for the time that she was one and is photogenic like an extrovert. Malikah loves to sing while doing chores, reading, or typically any task that might seem to lean toward the mundane. She can be a very loyal sort, but only equally.

History: Malikah grew up in South Seattle in a loving, two-parent home. Her Eritrean Jewish mother was a Kindergarten teacher and a painter. Malikah’s father was a Sudanese and Nigerian-American IT Technician. An only child of her parents’ upper-middle-class home, she was always encouraged to reach for the stars. Malikah’s grandparents on both sides of her family immigrated to the United States in the late 60s during instability in their home countries.

Both sets found work eventually in the IT sector in California, where their children met during college in the 90s. The then newlyweds moved to Seattle to escape the housing prices of California, managing to purchase a home in Western Washington before the problem seemed to follow the pair from California. A secure and happy marriage produced Malikah, while she grew up speaking English, Arabic, and a smattering of Tigrinya.

Malikah grew up with both Muslim and Jewish prayers being regularly present in her home. Her parents were a religiously mixed marriage, choosing to raise their daughter with both faiths as an option. As a youth, she had memorised both several Ahadith and Quranic Suwar in Classical Arabic, finding herself more than capable of leading a prayer service in Hebrew. Ultimately, Malikah ended up a spiritual person rather than a religious one, particularly after the public appearance of vampires, still uncertain how they fit in her world view.

Moreover, it was being bitten illegally by a crazed vampire after she killed Malikah’s parents that changed her ambivalence upon the matter, toward an immense pain and dislike. Malikah buried her parents according to their beliefs. She travelled the country due to accepting a modelling contract after a year of mourning. Music, while studied for fun in both middle and high school, offered Malikah real closure in college with poetics study. After graduation from Western Washington University, she published her songs on SoundCloud for a time until an executive of Universal Music Group’s Verve Records discovered her. With a contract, she released three albums of vocal jazz music, the profits of which allowed Malikah to pay off a college education in Poetics.

During a performance which took her to Texas at age twenty-two, she ended up falling for a very young vampire under a century old, named Jonas Ishikawa. He was Japanese and African-American. Malikah being dark-skinned yet having always lived her life as someone odd, was drawn to him with a shocking, startling passion. While her experiences with her family had been wholly different from Jonas’, he broadened her emotional investment for the differences between their African ancestors. The most profound reminder was that her family had been mostly eastern African and have always been free. Malikah experienced a beautiful two years before confessing to be in love with him until tragedy struck.

Though Malikah experienced some of the difficulties of being black without a loss of her culture; she was able to offer her beloved and others like him more profound compassion through continued learning. Eventually, she let go of the loss of her parents and finally associated it with tragedy. The first and last time Jonas bit Malikah, he accidentally shared blood with her. The sheer euphoria kept her in a heightened sensual state for a day and a half. When she didn’t need to attend her somewhat fragile human needs, Jonas fucked her senseless, which she wholly embraced.

As a result, the second time he needed to take his dose of a sunlight blocking enzyme, he missed it. He burned up with the sunrise despite terror-stricken attempts to get Jonas out of the sun. He attacked her in a visceral panic and ultimately died in abject pain. In shock, and unable to do anything but weep, a friend of Jonas’ could only think to carry the catatonic Malikah to the Nightshade Estate where he had been from with Jonas’ remains.

Malikah remained at the Estate as potential while she healed from wounds caused by Jonas’ frenzy. Once to the Leader and bridegroomer, the beauty spoke in a whispered desire to remain despite her suffering. Only recently was it ensured that she did not still have vampire blood in her system. Afterwards, Malikah displayed unprecedented strength in requesting to be a bride if possible.

Ons/Offs: Tenderness, passionate foreplay, chocolate ice cream, honesty, kissing, being read to, breast play and worship, being bound, being bitten (vampiric).
Additional Photographic Inspirations:

She is also approved.

[Haloriel]

Thank you, Ambrosia! Love the awesome interest in this game.

[Bekah Boo]

Ello all ;3 Throwing out a female vampire to the team. Anything can be changed if I'm way off base.

Naomi Fontaine

Appearance:
Name: Naomi Fontaine
Age: 150
Age Turned: 25
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Position: Ruby Reed's Personal Assistant
Personality: Charming| Energetic| Graceful| Spoiled| Coy| Stubborn| Needy
History:To say that Naomi wasn't born with a silver spoon in her mouth is an understatement; her life had and has always been one of prestige and privilege. The daughter of an infamous french model and tabloid tycoon of the stage Naomi grew up with only the finest the world had to offer, the lap of luxury and is a place she is quite comfortable in keeping. From gracing the stage alongside famous actors and actresses to having tea time with royal dignitaries the Fontaine name reached not only France but even the Americas, celebrities in their own right as it was little secret that Scarlet Fontaine wanted her daughter to walk the same path she had and continued to do so; of course there was a secret to their success as such wealth didn't simply come by luck.

Highly educated and a proper woman in her own right it was upon Naomi's 22nd birthday that the young woman would discover the true reasoning behind her family's success within life, or rather their un-life, the startling realization of her parent's heritage coming to light and spilled out before her. Tales of vampires had always been the scary story to be shared between late night sessions beneath sheets within boarding school, the sort of whispers that were told to naughty children to keep them in line, not something that could be considered to be reality much less be what had granted such a life of luxury. Dumbfounded Naomi outright denied such as nothing but a fairy tale and yet as her patient parents sat before her she could see no signs of lies from their expressions, the reality of what was presented finally beginning to settle; and for a time Naomi revolted against it. For a period of a few months the rising model indulged in vices to surround herself within, unwilling to accept her entire linage was made up creatures of the dead that somehow despite it all could convey such liveliness to even fool their own daughter.

It was on a particular wine drenched and dope bender that would however change Naomi's entire outlook late one evening, stumbling from her own balcony to find herself tripped over the thin railing and over the edge to sail the two story fall. She couldn't remember what had exactly prompted her to stagger out wine bottle in hand, but the fall had been loud enough to coax her parents to investigate, finding their daughter barely alive on the lawn and gasping for breath from the impact of the fall. The next evening Naomi woke and found herself more alive than she had ever known. There was an odd peacefulness within her being she had never felt before, the restlessness of her body attempting to keep up with her wild ways no longer felt, as the stillness of her heart in a strange way eased the suffering of her mind to not only see the future in which her parents wished for her, but how in truth it was a blessing.

From that day on Naomi's mortal life had ceased as she gave herself into the darkness of the night, with her parent's aide to help her grow accustom to feedings and of course the subtleties of the undead. With her appearance frozen in the cusp of prime youth Naomi's modeling career gave her great success much like her own mother's had, her endurance allowing for more press coverage of her startling hypnotic expression that seemed to devour the soul with one glance. That for a while she made her own name for herself that was helped pushed by her parent's own, living the life of a socialite and famous model whom draped countless men, and women, on her delicate arm, and for a time it was enough. Her spoiled behavior and penchant for antagonizing the paparazzi that hounded her at every turn causing more than a few instances that caused concern, primarily in keeping the cover of their secrecy under wraps, and so a favor of an old friend was called.

By no means was it the same sort of lap of luxury in which Naomi was used to, but being paid to look the every bit of perfection did have it's benefit it seemed; well enough to get thrown to Vincent's legal aide, but it was something. At the very least Ruby was the sort of woman that would actually try to show her something that wasn't just expected of her, while her looks would coast her for eternity, other skill sets would be just as important...well at least that was what she was sold on when she found herself at the company. 


Ons/Offs: Power play| Passion| Risky behavior (Some voyeurism, etc)| Light bondage| Smart partners| Rough Housing| Spanking| Worship| Biting/Scratching

Offs: Toliet play| Vore| Extreme Mutilation| Snuff

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[Bibliophilia]

Name: Mallory Walsh
Age: 22
Gender: Cis-Female
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Position: Blood Whore
Blood Scent: Honeysuckle

Personality: Sweet | Earnest | Artistic | Bookish | Confident | Clever | Curious | Nature-Loving | Animal-Loving | Introvert | Comfortable

History:  If asked, Mallory would never have guessed that she'd wind up living beneath a sprawling, gothic mansion in Texas serving as a living sex doll for impossibly old vampires.  Her dreams growing up had involved becoming a well-liked, reasonably well-paid writer living in a small, cozy cabin in the woods with a menagerie of animals.  She was a good student, if shy and reserved, and her home life was pleasant, loving and more than a little chaotic.  That was sort of how things were when you had seven children between the ages of two and 17 living beneath one roof.

Mallory was a middle child, and she definitely exemplified the 'type'.  Responsible, unassuming, quiet, generous and often overlooked for her more boisterous older siblings or the demanding younger ones.  Still, she was the one her mother and father relied on to help with the babies, to lend a hand with laundry or dinner when they were being overwhelmed.  And she never complained.  She merely enjoyed those moments when the house was quiet and all the chores were done, so she could retreat to her room and spend an hour or so lost in one of her many books, or writing her own stories.

By the time she graduated from school, an A student with perfect attendance whose lack of extra-curricular activities kept her from obtaining Valedictorian or acceptance to any prestigious school, half her siblings had moved out.  She decided to attend a state school with a decent writing program, and moved out of her house to live in the dorms.  The move was terrifying for the shy girl who'd never  been away from her family for longer than a week or two for summer camp.  Still, something inside her urged her to take the leap, and after a rough month or so, she finally felt her wings unfurling.  Her dorm mate, Bailey, refused to allow her to hide away in their room and never experience the true freedom of college.  So, she dragged Mallory to parties and other social gatherings to encourage her out of her shell.

By her second year, Mallory had joined the university paper and went to at least one party a month, balancing her natural desire for introversion and peace with the knowledge that being social was good for her, and once she made the first step, she generally had a good time.  Away from her home, where her older siblings' accomplishments always outshone her own, she found confidence and began to date.  Throughout her four years of undergrad education, she blossomed and by the time she graduated with a Bachelors' degree in English, Creative Writing, she was quite different from the young girl who'd wept silently her first night in the dorm.

She had plans to return to Michigan State to obtain a Graduate degree and serve as a TA in the English department, but then her life took an unexpected, but not unwelcome, U-turn.  A month before fall semester started, she met a dashing young man at a rave she'd allowed one of her friends to drag her to.  Despite her sort-of party girl lifestyle, if you could even call it that, she'd never tried drugs and had never really been drunk.  She always served as the designated driver, and had no issue doing so.  However, Tybalt, as he called himself, managed to persuade her to try Molly with him.  He was terribly handsome and there was just something so...persuasive about his words.

Several hours later, she woke up in a dark hotel room with her head on his chest and her mouth tasting (and feeling) like she'd eaten kitty litter.  She rolled out of bed with a pounding headache and managed to make her way to the bathroom, where she spent what felt like ten minutes gulping water straight from the tap.  When she finally quenched her thirst, and managed to banish the awful taste in her mouth with a swig of Listerine, she silently gathered her clothes and dressed before opening the curtains on the window.  Within seconds she was thrown up against the wall and the curtain was yanked shut by a hissing Tybalt, who had a fresh red welt rising on his chest and abdomen where the bar of bright midday sun had fallen across him.

Seated on the ground with her back aching from where it had hit the wall and her heart pounding with fear, Mallory stared up into the disheveled, feral face of the charming young vampire who'd plied her with drugs and spent the night feeding from her between vigorous sexual acts.  The memories piled in on her as she gazed up into red-gold eyes and bared fangs, his instinctive reaction to the pain and fear of the burning sunlight.  Heat rose in her face as she was confronted with her own enthusiastic participation in the debauchery, and her arousal even then at the animalistic cast of his features.

Without a word, she rose and fled the room, fighting the tears that threatened to fall.  For a week she remained at home, barely leaving her bed and hating herself for craving what Tybalt had given her, despite his behavior the next morning.  She fought the urge to seek out another vampire to feel their bite and explore more of the wicked, inventive games they liked to play.  But, eventually she couldn't resist any longer and she left her room one night to see if she could experience that same sense of freedom and exhilaration.  Now, several months later she lives on the Nightshade Estate and is still learning to accept her own unconventional desires.

Ons:  Biting; Marking; Bondage/Shibari; Suspension; Face-Fucking; Collars & Leashes; Impact Play/Spanking (Light to Moderate); Roleplay; Risky Sex/Semi-Public Sex; Hair-Pulling; Choking/Breathplay (Light to Moderate); Flirting; Teasing; Frottage; Toys; Forced Orgasms/Controlled Orgasms; Mutual Masturbation; Tender Name-Calling (Like, 'such a good little slut', 'I love what a hot little cock-sucker you are'.); Daddy Dommes; Aftercare

Offs: Vore; Gore; Snuff; Toilet Play; Hardcore S&M; Hardcore Humiliation/Degradation; Mutilation; Needles

[AmbrosiaPudding]

Approved

[Anish Joshi]

Would it be ohk to change my character? I am thinking of removing Harry and getting in another vampire?

[Revna]

Name: Antoinette Collins (Ann or Annie)
Age: 248
Age Turned: 21
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Position: Deathdealer
Personality:
+ Playful
+ Humerus
+ Flirtatious

- Bad temper
- Dark sided
- Manipulative

The first thing to really know about Antoinette is that she is honestly bat shit crazy. While she does have a sheer playful side in both the sense that she is not serious, but also in the sense that she likes to mess around with people. Since she is so playful, she enjoys laughing and causing others to laugh. Which is why she is a huge prankster and enjoys the innocent and deadly pranks. Because of her past, she is used to a lot of sex and enjoys sex. Since she is pansexual, that means everyone will get flirted with. The best way to make her stop is by simply not reacting to her. She has furious temper, while she isn't the loudest with her anger, she will make it her lifes sole purpose is to end yours.

Most people pay attention to the rather sassy, completely off her rocker in a cute way, giggly, playful Annie. There is a very dark side to her that few see. It was the reason she became a death dealer. She enjoys inflicting pain onto people. Because of her past, she basically manipulates everyone around her. One or maybe two people or vampires will see the actual Antoinette, but that is rare and hard to do with her.


History:
Antoinette is from the very late 1700's and has known about vampires from a very young age. When she was seven in human years, both her parents died and made her a street urchin as the orphaning was just another work camp and she refused to be apart of it. Besides, she made good money between theft, pick pocketing, and selling stuff she randomly found. Enough to eat anyway and she enjoyed an empty building with a few other street urchins. When she was twelve, she went around the whores circle to see if she could nick anything when she saw a whore and a man fucking in an ally way. It wasn't uncommon to see that, at first she just ignored it and moved on. However, as she let out a small scream, she went back over and saw the woman crumpled on the ground and the man had blood all over his face.

She attempted to flee but the vampire nabbed her and brought her back to his home. He lived in a very large, very nice house. Since she was so young, he couldn't bring himself to kill her or harm her in any way until she turned sixteen. Even then, he would only feed from her. For four years between twelve and sixteen, he treated her well. Trained her to be a proper lady. From sixteen to twenty, she became his blood bag and soon blood whore. He eventually lost his santity as many human men started to go after her for her beauty. At twenty one, a noble took interest in her and her vampire lord lost it and claimed her as his own.

Changing her to a vampire and only his. After the first fifty years, he found a few other blood whores and Ann went out on her own. Finding the coven, she let her masters training unleash and became a deathdealer. Enjoying the physical pain she dished out on command. Even though she had a chance to move up or into something else, she couldn't see herself doing anything else. Now her biggest dream is to be the best deathdealer she could possibly be.

Ons/Offs:
Ons: Causing pain, biting, scratching, taking what she wants, giving anal, femdom, hair pulling, and bondage.
Offs: Toilet play, death, gore, extreme violence.

I think my vampire got lost. Or maybe approved and I didn't see it o.o

[AmbrosiaPudding]

Would it be ohk to change my character? I am thinking of removing Harry and getting in another vampire?

Why not just make another vampire? Or make Harry into a vampire?

Emi I thought I approved her already my apologies.

[Revna]

Why not just make another vampire? Or make Harry into a vampire?

Emi I thought I approved her already my apologies.

No worries love! Thank you :)

[Anish Joshi]

Why not just make another vampire? Or make Harry into a vampire?

Hmm. Sounds good. I think maybe he got converted in the estate? Would that be ohk?