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[12 Nov 2008|07:34pm] |
"Do you know the meaning of an anemone?"
Disappearance of hope
-Character Info-
-Full Name: Anemone (Ah-neh-moe-neigh) (last name unknown)
-Nickname(s): Mone (Moe-neh), Anni (Ah-neigh)
-Gender: Female
-Species: Vampire, (Judas's childer)
-PB: Betty Curse
-Age and DOB: 376; sometime in 1633 - vampire for 356 years
Origin Country: England
-Complete Character Description: Anemone would be called a slender beauty that is a mix between lights and darks. Her hair is usually a medium brown color bordering on dark brown and when she gets the chance, she likes to dye it black. Her hair is almost always in a messy fashion but most of the time it is pinned up at the back of her head to keep it out of her eyes as best as she can get it, she just doesn't care how it looks. Her fashion when it comes to clothes is also something that may be called dark, a mix of the gothic styles and the lolita styles, or anything with lace. She is usually favoring anything that is made of black lace or sometimes other colors but she has found that black compliments her skin and makes her even more pleasing to the eye, something she needs being around the Sanguine. Her dresses usually go with a knee length skirt and long sleeves with a lace collar that buttons in the back. (Her favorite dress she bought before the disasters is black lace with a collar that buttons in the back of her neck with a matching black button, long sleeves that come to a shart triangle over the back of her hands with a wide red ribbon around her middle.) As for what she wears for shoes, it is usually something that isn't shiny unless she is asked otherwise. She isn't a fan of shiny clothes which means dulled patent leather for her. The only two things that can be called light in her look are her light blue eyes, that seem to be able to shift through a few shades of blue depending on what she is wearing or what the lighting is like, and her pale, almost white skin which is usually quite cool to the touch. Her whole body is slender, her hands having long "pianist" fingers and her legs being long like a models. In all truth, if she had been born a few centries after she had been, she would could have been a lolita model is she wanted to be. The only thing that doesn't really seem to match her small and slender body is her chest where she is well gifted but not overly so. "Just right" as some would say. As for her voice, it is genuinely femine and almost sounds like a delicate bell chiming in your head but not annoyingly so; her true laugh being the sound of water over rocks in a stream, something calming. She is almost never anything overly annoying and she goes out of her way most of the time not to be. Her canines are almost the size of regular human teeth but the length is just a bit too long and the points too sharp for them to pass as actual human teeth. They match almost everything else about her.
 
-Personality: What is Anemone's personality? She doesn't have just one but two, as if she were two different people in one but not in the way where she would be insane. No, she is quite sane, she just has two different personalities inside of her, one for her Sire and one for everyone else when he/she is not around. See? Not so insane sounding after all.
Sire personality: Around her Sire, she is silent and composed, never speaking unless she is first spoken to because she believes that was what was drilled into her mind since she was first born as a vampire. She believes now that there is no other way to act around the respected one and she will continue to act as such as long as she and her Sire are alive. Her true goal in life is to make her Sire happy with her because to anger her Sire is true death most of the time. Even when she does say something around the man/woman, she takes a while to think about how to say something if she is asked for more than one or two words.
Other personality: When her Sire is not around, Anemone takes a whole new persona onto herself, almsot a one eighty in contrast with how she is around him/her. She becomes bubbly and friendly and sometimes even very touchy in a sexual nature without really knowing what she is doing. It is believed that she has become this way when with other's because of the silence she keeps around her Sire, letting out everything she bottles up when the vampire is not around. She becomes very talkitive and will actually go up to someone with a bright smile, trying to start a conversation, unless the person were human then she would still ignore them unless they tryed to talk to her first. It isn't that she had a thing against humans but being with her Sire, she knows to be careful not to talk to them in case they are owned by someone else. It would be horrid if she was caught talking with a human and taking their blood if they were owned by someone else.
-Background: If present day is in the year 2009, than Anemone was born 376 years ago in 1633 on the out skirts of London, a much younger city than it was before it was destroyed. Even though she lived there until her 20th birthday and a little after, she doesn't remember what it was like when she was there. The only thing she can truely remember was waking up as a vampire that was almost a hundred years old. Meaning the time before she woke up as such is gone for good and even if Judas were to tell her what it had been like during those 80 or so years that she had been a vampire newborn, she wouldn't think it was true. She wouldn't know it to be truth even if she tried. Over the past two hundred or so years, she has gotten over the fact that she lost that time of her life and lives for the future, which, most likely, she will be spending at Judas's side never to get away from him. There are times when she truely wished she remembered what her life had been before meeting her Sire and if she had chosen to be a vampire or not. Knowing him, however, she had always doubted that it had been her choice that made her a vampire and that was probably why she had lost her memories but why she woke up when she did, she has no idea. She must have had a strong mind in her human life to have to be broken so completely that she had been "knocked out" for all of those years.
There was only one thing that she had found out about her past that she believes for there were scripts about it her and letters written in her hand in books. Anemone couldn't have been a peasent with nothing worth of value is she was put in a few books, no, she was a lady of the English court and a high ranking one at that, a princess but not the heir. In the books, there had been an account of her life, as if she were a character in a novel. She had found such books in a library's older section on which she had to actually pay money to see when she had been on a journey her Sire had commanded her to go on, in the history section no less. What had this city been where she found it? London of course; before it had been taken down by the disasters. She had not only recognized her name but the little painting that was above it and she had almost dropped the book when this realization had come to her. Instead of reading all of what was there, her eyes had simply scanned the pages to find something that may prove it to be her, which was when she found a letter of her's attached to the page. Her hands had shook when putting it back on the shelf and she left the place quietly enough, her eyes a touch too wide. She had gotten to grips with the fact that she hadn't known what she was and now that she knew partly... she wish she hadn't. "Ignorance is bliss" was what she had repeated like a mantra over the years in her long life and she worked to shove that new found information our of her head. What use was it to her any way? Anemone had left the island as soon as she could after her business and hadn't returned to London since then. When she had heard of the destruction the old city had undergone, to the point that it was gone off the face of the map, she had gone to her private room and wept not only with joy but also with sorrow. She had been glad that she hadn't remembered what she was but she also began to hate it again, hating herself for getting herself into the position to be made a vampire and forget it all. Hate Judas... But that she shoved out of her head quickly. If it hadn't been for her Sire, she wouldn't be here right now to see what had happened to that ancient city. She wouldn't have been.... her, the sometimes bubbly woman that people had come to love over the centuries.
Even though many had loved her over the past four three hundred plus years, she never once loved anyone back and as far as she was concerned, she never understood love in the first place, thinking it was a waste of time because they would always stab you in the back. Watching her Sire after a while, she realized she only felt this way about love because her creator felt nothing towards love. He was a cruel Master and so was her heart, bubbly or not. She attracted many, many people but she was always cruel to them in the end, using them for blood and her more sexual desires and it hadn't mattered if they had been male or female though she found that the males came more willingly to her hand than most females. All vampires are bi-sexual but since she didn't care for either gender and she only wanted blood, she usually found herself going after males because they were easy to seduce without even trying. All she had to do was put a little charm into it and be overly friendly and it was over so very soon. Too soon in fact and it all became so boring, boring to the point that she only fed when she absoluetly needed to, taking her amusement with teasing humans. After she turned three hundred, however, she found herself wanting more than just humans to tease and drink from. She wanted to find friends, someone to talk to when she was lonely and her Sire was not around to keep her company before he gave her orders.
It was something else she had figured out about during the hundred years she had lost in her memory and sometimes, she thought it was the answer to why she had lost it in the first place. She had been broken by her Sire Judas so that she would be nothing but a childe that would obey orders. As time passed, she found that she didn't mind being a lap dog to the one that had made her, doing as he liked without complaint, no matter how annoying or small it was. It was, after all, as she had been told, what she had been created to do so many years ago. It is also this that makes her so friendly and giggly with people that are not Judas. She was forced to be quiet and reserved around him/her but not when he were not there to watch her behavior and comment on it. In time, this created almost a split personality inside her mind which were total opposites of each other but she kept them well watched. One for her Sire and one for everyone else.
Anemone in this day and age is very different than she had been when she woke up to find herself a vampire created by Judas. She was no longer just one way but two and in the 1990's she found a style called lolita and a style that is best known as gothic. She loved them both so much, she decided to try and mix them, wearing a little bit of each style until this very day. Another thing that changed? She no longer lives in any part of Europe but in New York along with her Sire, refinding him after so long feeling the urge to reconnect with the man that had made her. Since the skilled hands of clothes makers that she is fond of seems to be missing, she makes her clothes herself almost as perfectly as the master's in Japan did... The only thing that hadn't changed? She still doesn't believe in love but friendship is another matter. That, when she lost it, wasn't as painful as she knew love would be.
 
-Strengths: The blood that made her.
-Weaknesses: Contact with sunlight - it won't kill her right away but it will make her skin blacken slowly. The rest of the list goes heart trauma (which only disables her), decapitation, fire, salt, dead man's blood and a piece of her jewlery from her life as a human that she hides because her life depends on it as well as any regular silver, high end silver!
-Talents and Hobbies: Anemone has become quite good when it comes to making her own clothes and dying hair and when she is not silently following orders, she is making her own clothing out of what she can find and she does it very well.
-Family and Friends: All family: dead and gone
-Location of Character: Unknown at the moment
-Job/Duty/Position: Loyal lap dog.
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