Post by Lucy Mordant on Jun 26, 2011 21:36:01 GMT -5
The Basics
Name: Lucy Mordant
Nicknames: Luce.
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: August 2 1987
Age: 24
Sexuality: Bisexual
Clan: La morte prima della Creazione
Appearence: An average-sized woman, Lucy shows off her pale figure with dark, revealing clothing. The red-head prefers the additional height of high heels and is always wearing them unless she goes barefoot. Many have called Lucy pretty or beautiful, but she thrives being called sexy. Lucy enjoys flirting and playing with men, giving her some of her usual expressions - looking up through her eye lashes, giggling and looking at her feet. Her smouldering green eyes help her to sway any man into her bed and their blood into her mouth. To fit in with the humans, Lucy will sometimes downplay her look to more casual clothing and brighten her facial expressions to appear almost as friendly as a girl next door.
Abilities: Those of a Bitten Vampire.
Play-By: Emma Stone
Personality
Personality: At first glance, Lucy is the scantily clothed red head and scouting for her evening prey. Once befriended, Lucy opens up as any girl would, revealing her friendly side. Lucy is the type of woman who enjoys laughing whether to lure a man in or simply because she enjoyed a joke. It is hard to get her to smile however. Her usual sly crooked or straight grin is never turned into a smile by the prey she meets, though some have come close. The only thing that can almost always make her smile is her job as an exotic dancer due to the freeing feeling she finds in dancing.
Stealthy and cunning, Lucy tends to be quiet and calculating when she is thoughtful. However, once Lucy lets go to enjoy her dancing she becomes uninhibited and becomes louder. After she has danced, she has been told that she is at her friendliest.
Likes: Dark clothing. Being called sexy. Dancing (especially in clubs). Werewolf blood. Human men.
Dislikes: Religion. Being turned down. Children, especially when they are upset.
The Past
Family: Dead mother, Delilah. Abusive and drunk father, Nathan. Many half siblings due to her father's sleeping around.
Pets: None.
History: Lucy's father was an abusive drunk who spouted off bible passages every other sentence. Her mother died at his hand when Lucy was fifteen. Her father never failed to blame Lucy for her mother's death and took to beating her as well. By the time Lucy was seventeen, she ran away from home. It wasn't over a year later that she reached New York, where she was bitten by Marina.
During her few human years in New York, Lucy worked as a waitress at a small, dingy club. The pay was enough for her to survive, but not very good. She began sleeping with men she would meet at work to get food and found that she enjoyed the seduction. Once she was bitten and turned into a vampire, Lucy was able to use her hobby of seducing men to hep her get her dinner every night.
OOC NAME: Nina [not sure where to put this so: philizerates]
RP EXPERIANCE: About 6 years total. I took a year hiatus and got back into it last year.
HOW'D YOU FIND US?: Furry-paws.
RP EXAMPLE:
Aaron was tired. After packing, flying in from New York, unpacking, assuring his mother that he didn't need eight more suitcases filled with clothes that she would pack, he felt drained. Eating and sleeping had been more sporadic than required as of late. He was just so happy to be at Gordon Parks' and couldn't wait to meet some new people. Though he was tired, he couldn't help but explore Kansas. It was one of the many places that he had never been. Though his family travelled a lot, they only went to expensive European cities or very hot, tropical places. He couldn't remember the last time that he had been somewhere where there wasn't a beach or a thousand and one designer stores. Then again, there were four women in his family and Aaron and his dad were used to letting them take charge. The two of them would find something more manly to do when manicures and pedicures became the topic of interest.
He had wandered through campus, looking at the class rooms and gawking at the theatre. Eventually, he made his way over to Loose Park. The garden's looked nice and their smell was enticing. He was drawn to the roses and began wandering a new, this time through the park. New York had Central Park, but it never smelt so fresh. The horses, vendors, and odd smelling tourists masked the smell of the flowers. To smell them now was a perfect beginning to a new school. They were the first symbol of his escape from the big city. His thoughts were already making themselves heard where they hadn't been able to in New York. Sighing, he found a spot to lay out in the park and folded his arms behind his head, breathing in the aroma of nature.
New York had its good points, but Aaron was more focused on its bad as he compared Kansas to the city of his birth. Maybe its flaws would appear later when he went in search of food, or tried to find a place to hang out. Though he was sure that there would be plenty of places, they wouldn't have the same quality as New York. Bars and clubs may not card as often though, which would be a definite plus when compared to some of the overly interested bar tenders back home.
He tried to quiet his thoughts, but to no avail. His body was jittery with excitement and he found that lying down wasn't going to work very well. Picking himself up off of the ground, he dusted off his clothes and tried to find his way out of the park so as to continue exploring the city. He wasn't paying very good attention to where he was going and slammed into someone in his searches for an exit. Their heads collided as did their bodies, sending them both tumbling to the ground. Aaron recovered quickly and stood to help up the person who he had hit. "I'm so sorry," he said. "I should have been paying more attention. Are you all right?"
He had wandered through campus, looking at the class rooms and gawking at the theatre. Eventually, he made his way over to Loose Park. The garden's looked nice and their smell was enticing. He was drawn to the roses and began wandering a new, this time through the park. New York had Central Park, but it never smelt so fresh. The horses, vendors, and odd smelling tourists masked the smell of the flowers. To smell them now was a perfect beginning to a new school. They were the first symbol of his escape from the big city. His thoughts were already making themselves heard where they hadn't been able to in New York. Sighing, he found a spot to lay out in the park and folded his arms behind his head, breathing in the aroma of nature.
New York had its good points, but Aaron was more focused on its bad as he compared Kansas to the city of his birth. Maybe its flaws would appear later when he went in search of food, or tried to find a place to hang out. Though he was sure that there would be plenty of places, they wouldn't have the same quality as New York. Bars and clubs may not card as often though, which would be a definite plus when compared to some of the overly interested bar tenders back home.
He tried to quiet his thoughts, but to no avail. His body was jittery with excitement and he found that lying down wasn't going to work very well. Picking himself up off of the ground, he dusted off his clothes and tried to find his way out of the park so as to continue exploring the city. He wasn't paying very good attention to where he was going and slammed into someone in his searches for an exit. Their heads collided as did their bodies, sending them both tumbling to the ground. Aaron recovered quickly and stood to help up the person who he had hit. "I'm so sorry," he said. "I should have been paying more attention. Are you all right?"
