Post by Bee on Apr 30, 2012 18:20:22 GMT -6
Name: Does Not Know
Alias: Bee
Age: Does Not Know; Appears to be roughly 20
Species: Human (Vampire)
Alignment: Neutral
Date of Birth: Does Not Know
Physical Appearance: Messy dark brown almost black hair. Her skin is very pale almost the same color as a sheet of white paper, she has a very light coloration that you would only notice in darker areas. Her face seems a bit too kind her neutral gaze makes her seem as if she is staring off into the stars day dreaming. Around her eyes she does wear light black make-up but that is to hide the discoloration of her already natural dark eye sockets. Bee's eye color is almost grey with a slight tint of blue. Her eye brows are naturally shaped.
Physically she is small standing at 157.5 Cm (5'2") and only weighs 7st 7lb (105 lbs; 47.6 Kg). Her body is in very good shape for reasons unknown. Her entire measurements 32-27-33, her body seems rather soft even though she is still athletically toned.
Special Abilities: The only one she knows of is her teleportation within sight. However she does not know how to use it or why she has it.
Weapons: None.
Items: Lute/Guitar.
History will double as a role play sample: "I don't know who I am. I don't understand why I'm here or what caused me to not remember, however I recall only a blinding light and suddenly darkness followed by everything. The last things I recall..."
December 1576 Earth.
There stood a entire room of patrons within this tavern setting gathered around one woman with a lute in her hands. Her dress was two parts, a white dress that stopped above her breast and under her shoulders with sleeves, it was held up by a dark brown leather corset. She strummed the lute and spoke aloud singing in a very Irish accent, "Aaaalllllrrriiiight, oooooh I." She took a breath and continued to strum, "No more a rake and no more a bachelor, Iiiii was wedded and in wedding my thirst, ooonly then did I reckon my curse." She paused and continued strumming.
"Alllllright." The candles dimmed, "First came Iziah with his crinkly little fingers, then came charlotte and that wretched giiiirl Dawn, ugly but fun they died on delivery I mercifully toook her motha aloong. Allllright!" She strummed furiously the darkness crept around the room with each word, the chill came about blissfully.
"Charlotte I buried two feet in a hole, Dawn was easy she drown in the bath, Iziah fought but was easily bested," she paused and a smile came about her face, she nearly yelled the words, "BURNED HIS BODY FOR ENCOURING MY WRATH! ALLLLRIGHT!" The shadows came alive mauling the crowd around her; the blood soaked everything, a single girl was left shaking before her. The lute strummed down slowly, "annnnd that's how I came yer humble narrator to be living so easy an free, expect you think thy wrath shall be haunted. Buuuut it never really bothers me." She stopped on a hard note.
The girl didn't move, she was in fear her whole body shook, however the woman with the lute kneeled down and licked the wooden floor gathering blood on the tip of her tongue. The girl wrapped her arms around her knees and buried her head into her lap almost curling up into a ball. She could feel the cold breath of the woman on her neck, and when she spoke with her same chillingly cold Irish accent it sent a tremor down her spine which made her jump, "I must say, it's a fine place for a bite to drink, don't you agree lass?"
The woman stood up and walked around the left side of the girl and kneeled once again, "thy master would be very pleased with me t' see such a slaughter. But I left you alive so I could taste warm blood." She pulled the girls hair to the side and opened her mouth showing her fangs, "Ah pity I'll be drinkin' you dry, such beauty." She sank her teeth into the girls neck and as she did the girl smiled her body contorted her eyes changed every part of the vampires being suddenly changed a bright white light flashed and suddenly darkness.
After what could be only an hour or two, she opened her eyes to see the starlit sky. She sat up not remembering a thing where her head rested not was a thick crack on the hard stone like ground as if she hit with enough velocity to damage it with just her head. Her mouth was dry and had a metallic taste almost like blood, she was sure she bit her mouth somehow during her fall but after investigating with her tongue couldn't find any damage, and maybe she imagined it.
Beside her was a lute which she picked up, on the back was burned in letters that spelled, and her lips contorted saying the word, "Bee."
-Presently
"That is all I have come to remember in my short time here. I have come to find out that I am not normal, nor do I understand why I speak without an accent as my memory portrays. I do not know why I murdered all those people or who my master is, but I would like to find out. . . I'd also like to understand what I am..."
Full Facial Profile (My Skyrim Character)
Her playing the lute, this scene would be where she began singing in the history.
Another Look at her profile but from the side
And for Funsies what I plan on her to look like later on.
(Note: Screen shots are my own. Add me on Steam: QoH.Nombie and I'll verify.)
Note 2: I apologize if this seems a bit rushed in any way, I wrote it all on spot with a little help from my character design and a small vampire concept.
Alias: Bee
Age: Does Not Know; Appears to be roughly 20
Species: Human (Vampire)
Alignment: Neutral
Date of Birth: Does Not Know
Physical Appearance: Messy dark brown almost black hair. Her skin is very pale almost the same color as a sheet of white paper, she has a very light coloration that you would only notice in darker areas. Her face seems a bit too kind her neutral gaze makes her seem as if she is staring off into the stars day dreaming. Around her eyes she does wear light black make-up but that is to hide the discoloration of her already natural dark eye sockets. Bee's eye color is almost grey with a slight tint of blue. Her eye brows are naturally shaped.
Physically she is small standing at 157.5 Cm (5'2") and only weighs 7st 7lb (105 lbs; 47.6 Kg). Her body is in very good shape for reasons unknown. Her entire measurements 32-27-33, her body seems rather soft even though she is still athletically toned.
Special Abilities: The only one she knows of is her teleportation within sight. However she does not know how to use it or why she has it.
Weapons: None.
Items: Lute/Guitar.
History will double as a role play sample: "I don't know who I am. I don't understand why I'm here or what caused me to not remember, however I recall only a blinding light and suddenly darkness followed by everything. The last things I recall..."
December 1576 Earth.
There stood a entire room of patrons within this tavern setting gathered around one woman with a lute in her hands. Her dress was two parts, a white dress that stopped above her breast and under her shoulders with sleeves, it was held up by a dark brown leather corset. She strummed the lute and spoke aloud singing in a very Irish accent, "Aaaalllllrrriiiight, oooooh I." She took a breath and continued to strum, "No more a rake and no more a bachelor, Iiiii was wedded and in wedding my thirst, ooonly then did I reckon my curse." She paused and continued strumming.
"Alllllright." The candles dimmed, "First came Iziah with his crinkly little fingers, then came charlotte and that wretched giiiirl Dawn, ugly but fun they died on delivery I mercifully toook her motha aloong. Allllright!" She strummed furiously the darkness crept around the room with each word, the chill came about blissfully.
"Charlotte I buried two feet in a hole, Dawn was easy she drown in the bath, Iziah fought but was easily bested," she paused and a smile came about her face, she nearly yelled the words, "BURNED HIS BODY FOR ENCOURING MY WRATH! ALLLLRIGHT!" The shadows came alive mauling the crowd around her; the blood soaked everything, a single girl was left shaking before her. The lute strummed down slowly, "annnnd that's how I came yer humble narrator to be living so easy an free, expect you think thy wrath shall be haunted. Buuuut it never really bothers me." She stopped on a hard note.
The girl didn't move, she was in fear her whole body shook, however the woman with the lute kneeled down and licked the wooden floor gathering blood on the tip of her tongue. The girl wrapped her arms around her knees and buried her head into her lap almost curling up into a ball. She could feel the cold breath of the woman on her neck, and when she spoke with her same chillingly cold Irish accent it sent a tremor down her spine which made her jump, "I must say, it's a fine place for a bite to drink, don't you agree lass?"
The woman stood up and walked around the left side of the girl and kneeled once again, "thy master would be very pleased with me t' see such a slaughter. But I left you alive so I could taste warm blood." She pulled the girls hair to the side and opened her mouth showing her fangs, "Ah pity I'll be drinkin' you dry, such beauty." She sank her teeth into the girls neck and as she did the girl smiled her body contorted her eyes changed every part of the vampires being suddenly changed a bright white light flashed and suddenly darkness.
After what could be only an hour or two, she opened her eyes to see the starlit sky. She sat up not remembering a thing where her head rested not was a thick crack on the hard stone like ground as if she hit with enough velocity to damage it with just her head. Her mouth was dry and had a metallic taste almost like blood, she was sure she bit her mouth somehow during her fall but after investigating with her tongue couldn't find any damage, and maybe she imagined it.
Beside her was a lute which she picked up, on the back was burned in letters that spelled, and her lips contorted saying the word, "Bee."
-Presently
"That is all I have come to remember in my short time here. I have come to find out that I am not normal, nor do I understand why I speak without an accent as my memory portrays. I do not know why I murdered all those people or who my master is, but I would like to find out. . . I'd also like to understand what I am..."
Full Facial Profile (My Skyrim Character)
Her playing the lute, this scene would be where she began singing in the history.
Another Look at her profile but from the side
And for Funsies what I plan on her to look like later on.
(Note: Screen shots are my own. Add me on Steam: QoH.Nombie and I'll verify.)
Note 2: I apologize if this seems a bit rushed in any way, I wrote it all on spot with a little help from my character design and a small vampire concept.
