Post by ally on Feb 11, 2013 1:43:42 GMT -5
General Information:
1.) Name: Evelyn Rose Selman
2.) Age: 800 years old
3.) Species: Pureblood Vampire
4.) Gender: Female
5.) Orientation: Heterosexual
6.) Birthday: October 31st
Appearance:
7.) Height: 5 ft 6in
8.) Weight: 120 lbs
9.) Appearance: Evelyn is taller than most other females. She is very slim and curvy, Eve is the image of the perfect woman. She is beautiful, curvy, and has tone where there needs to be tone. She also has long brown hair that goes perfect with her Barbie doll looks. Her hair is generally curled in a perfect fashion, something she will spend hours doing. She has catlike eyes, red due to her human blood diet.
10.) Normal clothing: Eve likes cool colors for her clothing. She likes blacks and dark blues. She has an obsession with leather jackets and black leather boots. She won’t go anywhere without her leather jacket or leather boots, no matter what the weather is like outside. It obviously doesn’t affect her. Most of her clothes are skin tight and show every curve in her body. Most of her clothes are described as elegant and sexy.
11.) Accessories: Eve loves her black jacket and boots. She loves silver and black jewelry. Her ears are pierced in three spots, so Eve invests in mostly earrings. She has few necklaces and rings though.
12.) Face Claim: Olivia Wilde
Background:
13.) History: Evelyn was the second child to the small pureblood family. She was a simple happy child; her best friend was that of a half-vampire whose family was in debt to hers. Eventually tragic hit the happy family. It was the day her older brother was supposed to ascend to leadership. Her mother and father were stepping down and a few van helsing agents disrupted the ceremony. Her father, mother, and brother were all killed. Most of her clan and home was destroyed.
Eve and her guardsman barely made it out alive. Those that survived went into hiding, along with Eve and her guard. With no one to turn to the few that lived turned to Evelyn as their leader. She had told them to all go into hiding, to forget their name and leave. Her guard decided to stick with her and promised to protect her until the day he dies. After everybody else abandoned her, Eve’s emotions became numb and the woman learned not to care.
Eventually she had her family’s home rebuilt to exact image. She and her guardsman live there on and off. She doesn’t stay there for long periods of time because the home brings too many bad memories to her. But now she enjoys her life, not getting attached to anyone or anything else.
14.) Family/Coven/Pack: Selman Pureblood Family
15.) Home: Selman family home.
16.) Class: Pureblood
Personality:
17.) Favorite Food: She likes type O and AB blood mostly.
18.) Hated Food: Anything with grease
19.) Hobby(ies): Evelyn likes to play the piano and read old literature. Though her favorite thing to do is play with male human beings. She likes seducing them and then draining them.
20.) Attitude: To put it simply, Evelyn does not care. She has clearly lived long enough and been through enough to build walls up. She isn’t hostile or mean, she just doesn’t care. Her theory is “the less you care, the more fun you’ll have”. So in that sense Evelyn is very honest and sarcastic, she does not censor herself. Honestly she doesn’t do it to be mean, she can just not put the effort into caring about feelings and what not. This approach surprisingly makes for a very calm vampire overall. Eve likes to have fun and can be easily bored. The only time she puts effort into anything is when she is hunting, playing with her food, and having her sexual way with male humans. This is how she has fun. Well this and draining the life force out of others.
There is one thing in the world she does actually care about, her loyal and protective guardsman.
21.) Likes:
~Piano
~Her guard
~Old Literature
~Having “fun” with males
~Wolves
~Tight clothes
22.) Dislikes:
~Rules
~Annoying females
~Van Helsing agents
~Beer
~People that care too much
Other:
23.) Played by: Ally
24) Anything else: ----
25.) Power: Life Force Absorption - The power to absorb the health and life of others and make it one’s own.
26.) Rp Sample:
Gwen wasn’t sure how to process the whole thing. She thought her undead heart was going to burst through her cold chest. Like at any moment it would start beating again. She would be a living human again; they would be back home in London. Everything would fall into place and the two of them would go back to the way everything had been. But as a cold reminder to how that wasn’t possible, her heart sat in her chest. A useless organ at this point. Gwen couldn’t be human again; there was no cure to vampirism. There was nothing to erase her condition and Tristan’s. Nothing that could make everything fall into place. Make everything perfect again. Make her brother happy with his mate and her with hers. There was nothing in this world with that kind of power. Nothing that at all. Nothing to erase the last 200 years, the memories. Those things that stayed in her mind that reminded her every day of who she was and what everything meant to her. What the people in her life meant to her. PJ, Rose…her friends. Her family.[/color] Not fully thinking it through, the brunette grabbed his shirt and yanked him towards hers. Their lips once again connected. There was more passion in her lips then she thought there would be. But once again she was whole again and it didn’t matter. Gwen knew better however.
No, as much as Gwen would want to be human she would never want all of that erased from her mind. PJ was her brother and best friend, he got her through every little up and down she went through. There’s nothing about that that she would want to change. Rose, her new vampire friend. How much it meant to Gwen to know that she wasn’t the only one that loathed being a vampire, how much it meant to have a real friend. Someone she could finally rely on. No. Her past, her memories. It made Gwen who she was today. Granted, she wasn’t the best company to keep and certainly made enemies almost daily. But she was who she was. Despite her bleak outlook on most things, Gwen did have fun after everything. She went places she could have never gone to as a human. Met the people she would have never met. Did the things she would have never done, or should have never done. Gwen was living. Maybe not in the ideal way. And not in the way she expected, but she was living. And that was thanks to the idiot standing in front of her. If it wasn’t for him, Gwen would be in a loveless marriage. A little part of her was grateful for what he did. But it was so small that she still could not bring herself to move past the bigger problem. It could not bring herself to forgive him that easily. Not in this lifetime and not in the next. Why couldn’t Tristan just see that?
The letter. Gwendolyn should have known that would come back to bite her in the ass. Maybe if he stayed long enough he would know about her power and how uncontrollable it was for her. How scared she was when she realized she was burning everything around her and couldn’t make it stop. “There’s nothing you can say Tristan! What’s done is done.” She complete skated over the letter part. Gwen really didn’t want to explain what happened after he left. She lived it once, she really didn’t want to live it again. The female vampire did want to read the letter, she really did. But didn’t get the chance. Her emotions got the better of her and her power. Her power that she was clearly not aware of until her hand burned the letter almost instantly. Maybe if she had read it, her feelings would have been different. No probably not. It still didn’t change the fact that he left. There was no way around it. Why was he being so stubborn about the whole thing?! It was maddening! Even when they were humans, Gwen and Tristan butted heads because of their personalities and their stubbornness. It drove both of them nuts how stubborn they were. And surely it was driving him nuts knowing that that part of her did not change a bit.
“I am perfectly clear on how thirsty we can get,” Gwen stated venom in every word. “None of that makes sense Tristan! You wanted me to go with you, yet you left.” Damn it she really should have read that letter. Maybe if she did they would be able to skate over this entire argument. “I don’t care that you turned me. I mad because I had to wake up an empty apartment. I had to find my way home, alone. When I got there they were having my funeral, my father thought I was dead and my best friend wasn’t there to help me process any of it. That’s why I am so mad that just looking at you pisses me off.” Was she being harsh? Uh, yea! But it was the truth. Gwen knew Tristan had gone through the same transition as she did. She didn’t know how he was turned, that part was still a little confusing to her. Considering the boy never got to explain that one because he was too busy draining her of blood. But yanno, things happen. At least if he stayed they would have each other to figure the whole damn thing out. They would discover things together. They would never be alone. But no, that’s not how it turned out.
Gwen inhaled an unneeded breath. She was on a roll, truly on a roll here. And if someone didn’t stop her, she was surely going to do or say something that would haunt her for the rest of her life. For the love of God, where were her coworkers? Wasn’t it a little odd that a stranger dragged her into the back? It wasn’t like Gwen was quiet about the journey. And wouldn’t her coworkers need to use the back room eventually. Or were they too scared? They probably just thought Gwen was having sex with the man and didn’t want to bother her. After all most of them thought she needed to get laid anyways. Standing this close to Tristan, Gwen shouldn’t really be thinking about sex. It made it harder to concentrate on her anger and all of her emotions. Made it harder to stay focused on her goal of getting out of that place. Her goal of getting as far away from him as possible. Surely PJ would be willing to move for her. She had moved around the world for him, the least he could do was move for her. Then again he was looking from his mate and nothing would deter him from that. Gwen was truly in a jam and once again she found herself alone. And the situation only worsened at what happened next.
Within second his arms were around her waist and then suddenly she was pinned against a wall. What?! Excuse me?! She opened her mouth to express the profanities that flew through her head but stopped when he leaned in and whispered her full name. Damn him! Damn him! Damn him! And then it was like everything came crashing down. His lips were hers. The kiss itself was absolutely amazing, Gwen felt her emotions burst and everything she wanted to do to him and everything she wanted no longer matter. It was like she was whole for a moment. Just a moment. Once his lips were gone harsh reality came crashing down. And where there was joy was now anger. Pure and relentless anger. She wanted that moment back but she wanted to kill him as well. Was that possible? Gwen looked at him square in the eyes. “Okay, five minutes,” Gwen whispered and then stood up straighter, [color=Red“but first there’s something I have to do.”
In one smooth move, she broke the kiss, twisted their bodies, and slammed (yes slammed) him against the walls. The rage was very much clear in her eyes as she evilly smirked at him. “You pull a stunt like that again and I will rip your balls off.” She said it in a dead calm tone, one that usually scared the crap out of PJ. Letting go of his shirt, she stood up straight and crossed her arms over her chest. “You have five minutes, make it good.” Surprisingly that kiss didn’t break her, it just made her stronger. Made her head very clear on what she should be feeling and how she should be acting. As much as she was to have her sexual way with him, she was not going to give in. She would hear him out, but Gwen was not promising anything after that. She was in control not him.[/blockquote]
