BLACK, helena lilith

[helena]

HELENA LILITH BLACK !?
'you taste like heaven, but God knows you're built for sin.'

FULL NAME Helena Lilith Black
NICKNAMES Lena
AGE Looks 20, Vampire age 258
GENDER Female
BIRTHDAY 19th December
SPECIES Vampire
ALLIANCE Darkness.
SEXUALITY Heterosexual.

PLAY-BY Mona Johanesson
EYES Light blue eyes, quite small and narrow, but suits her pretty face.
HAIR Very light honey brown, almost blond. Wavy and very soft looking and feeling.
BODY TYPE Slim, and petite.
HEIGHT 5'8"
WEIGHT 120 lbs
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES A scar running up her tummy from when she was human a century and a half ago.
STYLE Helena has a smile but elegant style. She doesn't like to dress like a slag but she likes to look quite natural. She is naturally very pretty, and so she would like to keep it that way. Of course, she likes to look good too. She doesn't like jewelry, she believes it just gets in the way, and she is much more comfortable in jeans than in skirts. Jeans a a top, it's her favourite outfit though the thing that she can not live without is her heels. She loves them, and they prove to make her legs look longer as well as making her feel taller and more in charge, because she is quite short, they help her look people in the eye and she likes that power.

LIKES At least 10.

• causing pain
  
• telling people what to do
  
• looking sexy
  
• blood
  
• tricking people
  
• people liking her
  
• putting people against each other
  
• darkness
  
• manipulating people
  
• the hotness of fire
  

DISLIKES At least 10.

• humans
  
• being ordered around
  
• people who are overly nice
  
• the species on the light side
  
• getting her hair frizzy
  
• showing emotions
  
• sunlight
  
• old fashioned clothes
  
• animals
  
• people trying to kill her (hunters)
  

STRENGTHS At least 4.

• hunting
  
• blending into shadows
  
• seduction
  
• self control
  

WEAKNESSES At least 4.

• blood
  
• keeping her anger in check
  
• she can't love
  
• killing
  

HABITS At least 3.

• talking to her pray before killing them
  
• teasing
  
• breathing (even though she doesn't have to)
  

FEARS At least 3.

• that she will get hunted
  
• that the humans will be extinct
  
• that the light side will win the war
  

DESIRES At least 1.

• to be a leader and be followed fully
  

SECRETS At least 1.

• she wishes that one day maybe someone could love her.
  

OVERALL
Cruel does not even begin to describe this girl. She is completely heartless, and she feels like any emotion is a weakness. It may seem like it is just too far fetched that there is a being out there that can't feel, and if Lena really wanted to feel she could, but by now she had closed off so much that she thrives on others' pain because of the pain that she had to suffer in her human life. So, gradually, she stopped feeling remorse, pity, love, care, any of those nice and soft emotions, Helena was rid of them and she believes that it was for the best. Now, she can live life, conquer humans and enjoy the sweet sweet taste of human blood without any guilt at all. She would kill someone without batting a single eyelash, but thats not what makes her cruel. What makes Helena Black cruel is the fact that she likes to play with her food first, and then kill them while they still feel it. People may say that that's horrible, but to Helena it just seems so natural.

Helena's personality is not something to go against. She is very clever, and can get her way out of almost any situation, which she can always work to her advantage. She believes that she can win anything she sets her mind to, as well as manipulate anyone she needs. She hates failing, failing for her is absolutely not an option, and she never lets prey run away. If they do manage to run away, she will hunt them down anyway. Lena is the sort of person to hold grudges, for a long long time. She can also make someone feel like they are the most important person in the world with a single look, making them think she loves them before ruining them. Helena only does this when she's bored and has absolutely nothing else to do. Lena hates being bored, so she makes life interesting in any way possible, but mostly in a Helena Black way; causing people misery. That makes her maybe more happier than it should anyone sane. Helena is not insane, but some people may say that she is on the brink of it, and Helena just says 'stuff them' or merely kills them. So, beware.

MOTHER Emilia Jane Black - Deceased.
FATHER Tobias Harold Black - Deceased.
SIBLINGS Tanya Elizabeth Black - Deceased
OTHER PERSONS OF IMPORTANCE none
ETHNICITY American
WEALTH STATUS Wealthy
OVERALL
Being born in ara where men still wore top hats, and women wore dresses with metal shapes, Helena has seen how the world has changed over the odd one hundred and sixty years. When Helena was young, and still himan, she was a lovely peson. She was caring, and she trusted so quickly, and the main reason for that was that she was very loved. Her mum and dad loved her, and she got on well with Tanya, because they only had each other while growing up. They lived in a very rural are, miles from any realy village, so there were no kids around and Tanya and Helena had to make do with each other, they could not afford to fight, so they chose to love each other nad make sure that they had a really nice childhood. Lena never went to school, so she couldn't read or write, all she knew to do was home labour. Their family had been rather poor, so she had to work at home and so her and Tanya always made a game of it.

So, It had come as a shock to her that when she turned twenty, a man came along. He was beautiful, with golden hair that looked like honey in sunlight. He was the most amazing sight she had ever seen, he was perfect, and it was love at first sight for Lena, she knew that when he spoke and told her to jump off a bridge, she would without a blink. With one look in Lena's direction, he had her heart, but she saw that Tanya was not fazed, and she had warned Helena off that man, and Lena had thought that Tanya was just jealous of her and so got angry with her and still went after him. When she had learned his name, it was like it was the most sacred word in the word. That man had seemed just so surreal, and she was definitely cast under his spell. They spent time together, and she had told him she loved him. They had planned to run away, he had promised her the world, and then one night they got heated. They were going to make love, and Lena knew that she loved him with all her soul. When the night finally came, it did not go as she had expected.

He had felt like heaven against her body, and then she felt pain in her neck. She was too full of lust to notice hwere it had come from, but the pain was so scorching, it was as if it was birning her, taking her soul away. When she finally got the courage to open her eyes, her lover was above her, with blood on his extended canines and she felt two throbbing puncutes in her neck. She creid out, but he just grinned a manic grin, and he looked purely evil. At that moment in time, in that split second, she knew that Thierry had not loved her. And also in that split sexond, her heart breaking was even more painful than the punctures on her neck. Then she lost conciosuness, and she had hoped that she would never have to wake up. However, after some time, time that she did not know had passed, she awoke with a burning in her thoat. She could hear things from what seemed like miles off, and she could smell everything liek it was right next to her nose. That's when she opened her eyes.

Every single pxel seemed so much clearer, and when she tried to sit up, her movemenets were like a flowing river. She glanced around, not knowing what was going on, and then her eyes settled on him. She forgot that she had found herself in a cave of sorts, she could only see his face as he looked at her, with cuh a proud smirk on his face, that Lena felt so angry. Instantly, she demanded what the hell he had done to her, the ache in her heart becoming bigger and bigger. She felt herself shedding tears, not knowing what happened, when he spoke. He said that he had made her like him. A vampire. So now they could be together. She screamed, and launched himself at him. He was not expecting that, he had expected her tmelt into his arms, and she was sure that if she did he would merely toss her away. When she launched at him,s he put all her strenth int that motion, her arm extended pierced the skin where his ehart was, her fingers wrapping around the muscle and ripping it out. She scramed out of shock, backed away with the horrid thing in her hand, and then threw it away. The ecpression of shock on his face would never leave her thoughts, and just then, she knew that she had to survive, and to do so, she promised herself not to care for anyone ever again. That's when she left, and had not settle in one place for 158 years.

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AGE immortal.
TIME ZONE GMT.
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RP SAMPLE

The most amazing thing about being a mythological creature, no other than a vampire, for Helena was the smell of fear that she got off of humans. That made her day, and she was less horrible if she just got a whiff of this emotion from a human, the sound of their heartbeat accelerated as the emotion rose, their breath quicken, and it tasted just oh so sweet. Some might think that these kinds of thoughts were horrible, unthinkable, inhumane. In her lifetime, Helena had thought that she had been in love, but if she was honest, that emotion was always so hard for her to feel. For some people, it was somewhere there, but Lena can literally feel not even a scrap, and she wondered whether her heart was actually tightly wrapped in ice. She might wonder, but she never complains because not being able to love is the second best thing for her. Not to be weakened by such a sappy emotion that might drive her crazy, and not to be able to feel anything that might stop her from doing what she loves best. Causing pain, and drinking blood. If she was capable of love, then she would most likely not do half of the stuff that she does today.

Right now, walking in the town in the middle of the night, there were few people there, but there were some. For a while, Lena revelled in the heartbeats passing along, it made her excited, and hungry, but she wasn't stupid enough to do anything on the street. Although she was one of the ones that wanted to reveal themselves to humanity, Helena had a plan, and she would do it slowly, and surely. But she would come out, and there would be almost nothing that normal humans could do, but at the moment, the people that Helena needed to be careful of were the hunters, and that's why for the moment she wasn't coming out as a vampire. She was happy to be looked at like the beauty that she is by humans, and only see their fear of her when she was about to bite their necks. That's when she found it the most exciting, the most worthwhile, and she could live like that forever. Although, it wouldn't be forever if the dark side had their way. She would love to live in hiding, but she would love to live even more out of hiding, ruling over the weak ones, and having power, because that was what she wanted the most.

Sometimes, the sound of people's hearts around her, in crowds, made her feel almost crazy. Like, there had to be something she could to to stop it, so that she wouldn't lash out, because no matter how much control Helena has, no matter how old she is, crowds are her weakness. They have always been, since day one of becoming a vampire. But, she does have a scrap of control, and so, she tries her best not to expose herself. Seeing as it was the night, she should have been able to barely see anything, but her vision was as clear as day, She walked down the street, unsuspiciously, and just turned off in a very dark shadowed alleyway. She felt like this was something from a film noir, shadows were all around her, the streets were dark, and she felt like she was the femme fatale in all of this. The unfeeling woman with no morals and using her beauty as a way of corrupting the human race.

Her dark outfit made sure that Lena would bend into the shadows, only her shoes reflecting the dull light from the street lamps. Even though Helena was wearing heels of sorts, she moved stealthily making only a whooshing sound as she walked, it was as if she was only barely touching the ground, which was probably true. The darkness from the alleyway swallowed her up, and she stretched her ears out to hear everything around her, and she could see the alley so well to. She was surprised that it was empty, usually the firetamers would come here and practice their skills, but there really was no such thing today, not even a heartbeat fluttering in her peripheral hearing, but Lena wasn't stupid enough to let her guard down, even if she was sure that there was no one around, after all, someone might try and sneak up on her, and she would be ready for them.

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