Post by camille on Jun 14, 2011 4:21:23 GMT
CAMILLE MARIE SANDERS !?
'Well baby I'm a put-on-a-show kinda girl. Don't take the back seat, gotta be first.'
'Well baby I'm a put-on-a-show kinda girl. Don't take the back seat, gotta be first.'
FULL NAME camille marie sanders.
NICKNAMES cam, sanders, etc.
AGE appearance: 20. actual: 500.
GENDER female.
BIRTHDAY december 12, 1511.
SPECIES vampire.
ALLIANCE dark.
SEXUALITY bisexual.
PLAY-BY Kuroki Meisa
EYES Brown, almond shaped.
HAIR Black, mid-back, soft.
BODY TYPE Thin, elegant.
HEIGHT 5'1"
WEIGHT 105 lbs
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES bone structer, especially her cheek bones. pale, porcelain skin.
STYLE designer clothing. fancies very nice, silk dresses.
LIKES At least 10.
- blood
- heart beats
- weapons
- clothing
- power
- challenges
- love affairs
- hunting
- revenge
- followers
DISLIKES At least 10.
- stupidity
- complaints
- followers
- weaknesses
- losing
- hybrids
- easy prey
- traitors
- hunters
- insults
STRENGTHS At least 4.
- manipulative
- smart
- amusing
- talented fighter
WEAKNESSES At least 4.
- lust for blood
- egoist
- acts too quickly sometimes
- relationships
HABITS At least 3.
- staring
- picking at her finger nails
- masks her expression
FEARS At least 3.
- being betrayed
- being overpowered
- death when it finally takes her
DESIRES At least 1.
- to find love in the true sense
SECRETS At least 1.
- doesn't remember where she originally came from.
OVERALL
Camille is a smart, sadistic women. She is usually able to lure her prey or knows the exact route to take in order to get what she desires. She takes pride in all of her successes and tends to flaunt them or hold them tall on her shoulders. With this, there is also a strong lust to kill anyone who gets in her way and obstructs her journey to power or her stance to keep that power. This part of her tends to get in the way of any relationship that she brings close enough, but that's why she uses people just like herself.
Camille is also a funny, vuluptuous women. She knows how beautiful she is and uses that exact gift to her advantage. Her sense of humor, whether between sarcastic or witty, also is used to wrap some of her followers around her finger. Although, she does hate followers, seeing them as a way to slow up her individual plans, therefore beings that become too dependent.
MOTHER Unknown.
FATHER Unknown.
SIBLINGS Unknown if any.
OTHER PERSONS OF IMPORTANCE William - first vampire mentor and lover
ETHNICITY japenese
WEALTH STATUS rich, although she does not care much about wealth, just sees it more as a necessity for her for more power.
OVERALL
Camille's beginnings were not known, but when she first remembered after waking up was a slim, 24-year-old man standing over her muttering her so-called name. This man was known as William Badrick. He became her mentor. The first desire that hit her was the dry burning and ache that reside in the back of her throat and the warm, alluring liquid that resided a few feet to her left, but she could not reach it. She was strapped down to a chair, but she struggled against them, the thirst so strong that made her writhe against the chair. She screamed from the agonizing pain that shot through her. William told her that she was changing, but changing from what. She didn't know who she was or where she was, but after this day forward, she became known as Camille Marie Sanders.
She was informed that she lived in Japan, that she had no parents, and they disappeared long ago in death. Camille could not make sense of this because she had to have come from somewhere. There was always something she could sense that William was hiding. She also discovered that she was a vampire, just as William was. William showed her the skills that she needed to learn, the basic ones like her quick movements and reflexes. Then as time went on, he began teaching her the use of different types of weapons, especially with knives, for an example a katana. There were a few guns she also became accustomed to using. Throughout there training, he became quite pleased with his little progedy, as did she of her mentor. This mutual feeling eventually blossomed into a relationship.
There were questions she had left unasked simply because the few times she did hint at them, he left her with something cold and useless. She wanted answers, but she knew she would have to dig for them. After a while, she began searching through his desk, finding a journal. She saw countless journals that were recent about her training, but then she found bits and pieces about a woman. Someone who he had been in love with, but who died eventually. Needless to say, as she read, it mentioned his findings of her daughter. The next few weeks she was not sure how to bring this up to him, but she never did. She slipped away during the daytime when he was gone. She needed to run as far and fast as she possibly could, therefore a different country even.
She ran to New York. The years passed by like the pages of a book. Her life downspiraled into countless cycles of missing William, of desiring her answers to be confirmed and to know more, but coming to the realization she would never know them now. She eventually chose to move on and fight for power against the nature of every other creature alive, developing a strong lust for power.
NAME/ALIAS Camille please.
AGE 18
TIME ZONE Central
HOW YOU FOUND US Through Lucy
OTHER CHARACTERS None so far.
RP SAMPLEBree could not help but feel incredibly awkward. Her fingers twitched against the pavement as he spoke, a long pause coming after everything he said because she was still attempting to muster up some dignity to say something. Every once in a while she would cast a glance towards his shirtless top and she part of her could not gaze away. After a moment, she forced herself to look away and just focus on the water. She imagined it as an ocean or more so herself at an ocean where there were waves, the wind blowing her hair back and she could smell some sort of salt lingering in the air. That all went away when her focus became short lived and he began to talk once again and she looked at him. Her throat tightened slightly as she kept herself from looking down, now just looking into his eyes. She attempted to smile but after his story, it became natural. He seemed to have that way about him where he could make anyone feel better or smile or comfort them. Bree, on the other hand, was the exact opposite. She froze up when other people had issues or was crying. Often she accidentally offended someone when she was honestly trying to help, and as a result everyone thought of her as cruel.
The corners of Bree’s mouth curved up into a smirk. “Suuuure, that’s what they all say,” she said, laughing as she just stared into his eyes. “Oh…” she said, becoming lost in them and she just looked away, “If you want, we can play Frisbee, and don’t worry. I was just going to go swimming, but hanging out with someone is probably more entertaining.” She said, then suddenly realizing this would probably not look good. “We don’t have to though,” she said softly as she just kept her eyes on the water again. She waited a long moment before rising to her feet, feeling her heart pounding against her chest as the rhythmic beating overwhelmed her. Part of her wished he was not a teacher so this would not be quite so awkward. She just slowly wrapped her arms around her waist as goose bumps rose up all over her skin after a shiver running down her spine. “Well, I could just go, I’m actually a little cold. I will probably see you again,” she said as she gave him a soft smile before walking towards the door nearest them, but she slipped on the water, probably from when he attempted to get the Frisbee.
Bree was such a clutz sometimes and now this was even worse. She fell, shock running through her as she fell on the teacher. Her breath came out ragged like she had been running a mile, but she sucked it in, trying to hide the embarrassment. Her body ached, especially her knee since she banged it on the floor.
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