DRAGOS, Chenelle Lee [done]

[kacie12]

CHENELLE LEE DRAGOS !?
'somebody save me from this animal I have become'

FULL NAME Chenelle Lee Dragos
NICKNAMES Nell, Nelly
AGE Looks 21, Actually 400
GENDER Female
BIRTHDAY February 13th
SPECIES Vampire
ALLIANCE Darkness
SEXUALITY Bisexual

PLAY-BY Chanel West Coast
EYES Light brown, exotic looking.
HAIR Blond, with darker roots. Long and wavy.
BODY TYPE Somewhere between 'athletic' and 'model'
HEIGHT 5 foot 6 inches.
WEIGHT 103 pounds.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES None, really.
STYLE Chenelle was raised on the streets, and her friends have always been men. So she tends to dress with a hint of boyishness in her style. She wears hats and sneakers a lot, and always has on hoop earrings. Some other thins she wears, are also a lot of gold and diamonds. Nelly's always pimped out. She also always wears makeup and keeps herself lookin' fresh.

LIKES At least 10.

• Chillen with the guys
  
• Makeup
  
• Blood
  
• Guns
  
• Sex
  
• Money
  
• Weed
  
• Alcohol
  
• Fast cars
  
• Her motorcycle
  
• Dogs
  
• Being outside at night
  
• The streets
  
• Gold
  
• Diamonds
  
• Jewelery
  
• Violence
  
• Working out
  

DISLIKES At least 10.

• Girley girls
  
• Resistance
  
• Temptation
  
• Pizza
  
• Strawberry ice cream
  
• Being made fun of
  
• Being challenged
  
• Kiwi fruit
  
• Rats
  
• Being hungry
  
• Shit talkers
  
• The police
  
• Electric fences
  
• Do-gooders
  

STRENGTHS At least 4.

• Physically fit
  
• Witty and smart
  
• Has the mind of a killer
  
• Looks innocent
  

WEAKNESSES At least 4.

• She loves dogs
  
• She'd do anything for her guys
  
• Foooood.
  
• When she's hungry she'll go to crazy lenghts to get blood.
  

HABITS At least 3.

• Using people for sex
  
• Spending money like it's going out of style
  
• Killing for fun.
  

FEARS At least 3.

• Not being in control
  
• Her family being hurt because of her actions
  
• Being alone
  

DESIRES At least 1.

• To be really loved.
  

SECRETS At least 1.

• Sometimes she wishes she was raised on the right side of town.
  

OVERALL
Everything Chenelle likes is pretty much things that most people wouldn't. There's nothing she likes more than being with 'her guys'. But she's also into other bad stuff, like guns, sex, weed, and alcohol. Blood goes without saying because she's a vampire. She likes fast cars, but her motorcycle most of all. Dogs are the only animal she likes. Since she's most comfortable outside or on the streets, she likes to be outside at night too. Gold, diamonds, and jewelery in general are things she loves. She also works out constantly and is very active and fit. Her whole life was created around violence, so that's something she likes. Chenelle dislikes do-gooders and girley girls. Both deserve a smack upside the head, in her opinion. She hates when people try to resist, and it usually only ends up them being killed. Pizza and strawberry ice cream are two foods she dislikes. Just the smell of strawberry ice cream makes her want to gag. She hates temptation, since she usually can't fight it. Being made fun of, bing challenged, and being hungry are three things that annoy her. Shit talkers and the police are the kinds of people she's been raised to hate, so therefor she does. Rats gross her out, but mice are okay. She also dislikes kiwi fruit, which she recently tried.

Some of Chenelle's strengths are that she's physically fit and is extremely witty and smart. She has the fucked up mind of a killer, and feels no regret for what she does. It's easy for her though, because she looks so innocent. Some of the weaknesses she has are that she loves dogs and will do anything for her boys. She can't resist food. And when she's thirsty, she'll go to crazy lengths to get blood. Using people for sex, Spending money like it's going out of style, and killing for fun are three habits of hers. She fears not being in control and being alone. Her worst fear though, is that her family will get hurt because of something she did on the streets. A desire is that she just wants to be really, honestly loved. Not in the kind of family way, but romantically. Sometimes she wishes that she was raised on the proper, snooty side of town.

MOTHER Carlotta Anne Monteray, deceased.
FATHER Steven Jacobi Smith, alive.
SIBLINGS
OTHER PERSONS OF IMPORTANCE None.
ETHNICITY Caucasian: Italian
WEALTH STATUS Relativeley wealthy.
OVERALL
Chenelle Monteray was born on February 13th. From day one, she had no father figure in her life. He didn't bother showing up to the emergency room when Carlotta was in labor, and he wanted no part in his daughters life whatsoever. Both Chenelle's mother and father were rich white reisdents who lived in the upper part of Los Angeles, California. Aside from Steven not being around to help raise Chenelle, everything seemed perfect. There was a beautifully decorated room in the huge house that Carlotta's parents bought specifically for their daughter and grand daughter. Money wise, they were all set. They even started planning the baby's college fund before she was even born. It was peaceful, and it seemed like Chenelle was going to be raised as the perfectly spoiled white girl everyone expected her to be. It wasn't until Chenelle was about 11 months old when things suddenly took a turn for the worst. Carlotta had taken the subway to a friends house earlier in the day, since her friend also had a young daughter. She felt it would be a good expiriance for her daughter to start making friends at an early age, plus she hadn't seen her own friend in so long. She stayed at her house for longer than she expected, and didn't end up leaving until a little before midnight. Of course, it just happened that her friend lived in the shitty part of Los Angeles. It was a place that she was never allowed as a child, and a place that she'd almost never be caught dead in now. As she was walking down the street with baby Chenelle sleeping in her arms, a gang of men grabbed her. They put a bag over her head, then stuck her in a car, ripping the baby from her arms. Next thing she knew, she was in some dark old building, kneeling on the floor in front of a row of about five guys. In the middle, in a chair that was almost throne-like, was a man looking like he was in his late thirties. They all had a common color on, signaling the fact that they were indeed all in a gang. Carlotta was scared, frozen with fear, and only wanted her baby back. They explained that they were after Steven. Apparently he had been avoiding making payments for months from several deliveries of weed he purchased. He was threatened to get the rest of the money over and over, and the last threat was that his family would be the ones to pay if he didn't. Clearly, he didn't pay. And he didn't care, either, apparently. Carlotta begged and cried for her life, but the oldest man simply told her how they never went back on their word. "Please. At least protect Chenelle. She's just an innocent baby!" She kept begging them. They gave her a few minutes with her baby before taking the child and handing her over to the oldest man. He put the baby on his lap, and held her gently, as if she was his own. This reassured Carlotta enough to the point where she knew that he accepted her request, and her daughter would be safe. Without warning, a man stepped up behind Carlotta and pulled the trigger, assuring a quick and painless death.

From that day on, they raised the baby. It was quite an odd sight, a group of gangsters raising a little blond girl. They actually started to love her, each man thinking of her as their own. They taught her gereneral things, like colors, shapes, numbers and letters. Then individually they taught her their own talents, some good and some not so good. By the age of eight she was a very bright girl, who also had a place in the gang. She willingly did their trades, knowing fairly well what she was getting into. Chenelle was a fearless little girl who had the protection of the whole gang. They would put themselves infront of her any time she was in danger. She was the prized posession, just as much loved for herself as for her skills. As she grew older, she also ranked higher up than most of the men who'd been there for twice as long as she. Things went really well for the next few years. There were no run ins with the police, though they taught her to hate them as much as they did. By the time she was sixteen, she started using weapons. Guns, mostly. She ended up killing a man who was trying to kill one of the guys, Antonio. She had a soft spot for Antonio, since he was only two years older than her. She shot the guy in the back three times, one of them getting his heart and killing him right on the spot. She was surprised that she felt no guilt or remorse for what she'd done, and it was that trait that allowed her to kill more. Soon she was in charge of handling all the gangs "special" cases; all the ones that involved killings. She had the honor of gaining the oldest male's pistol, which she kept on her at all times. But she also uses a knife or two. Chenelle had to run from the cops a few times, gaining stamina. There was one time where she climbed a fence and at the top was electric barbed wire. Her hands were burned, leaving scars that are still there today, and resulting in her fear of electric fences.

She was about twenty one when she was assigned to kill a guy. Chenelle got the job done, but the cops heard the gunshots. They chased her down, and she made a wrong decision by turning down a dead end alley way. She was cornered, but wasn't going to give in. She put up a fight, and earned several bullets in various places. She lost blood, and eventually went unconscious. She expected to wake up in jail, or maybe not wake up at all. But instead woke up in the arms of Alin Dragos. He explained that she was a vampire now; that instead of allowing her to die of blood loss, he decided to turn her into a vampire. She didn't believe a word he was saying until she started feeling the thirst for blood. After a week or two, she finally accepted her fate and was willingly joining the Dragos family. She changed her name, but went back to the gang as well. She admitted to them what happened, and now an even more valuable member than before with her hightened skills. AS the years have gone on, she has kept herself in the gang scene. She's loyal to only one, and acts as their 'secret weapon.' And as much as she's gotten attached to the Dragos' and lives with them like they are family, she still finds herself going back to the streets every now and then..

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