Post by indisputablenerd on Mar 29, 2007 17:52:49 GMT -4
Name: Mirianda Lucian (called Miri by only those she has known for a long time, generally never mentions last name)
Age: Perpetually 17 (and been for a long while now)
Weight: Unknown
Height: 5 ft. 7 in.
Armor: None
Special Abilities: Extremely keen sense of smell, superhuman strength, super speed, quick healer, and finally a keen sense of smell
Weapons: One dagger hidden and kept with her at all times. She only brings it out if someone annoys her enough or if she thinks someone is about to attack her.
Appearance: Your typical auburn-haired nearly emaciated vampiress. Her hair, reaching just past her shoulder blades, hangs in loose waves that frame her heart shaped face nicely. Deep green almond shaped eyes peak through the occasional wisps of hair that somehow manage to slip in front of her eyes. She is know to often walk around in dark colored dresses either a black or a maroon that she believes to accentuate the pallor of her skin. At the current time she has settled on wearing a slightly loose simple black dress with a normal neckline to eliminate the possibility of her dress choking her with a high neckline or 'exposing' herself with a low one. Though she is rather vain and haughty she prefers to walk around barefooted, believing that it allowed her to be more aware. To counterbalance the fact that she mostly maintains barefeet she often wears black lace gloves that reach just up to the base of her wrist. Her obsessive hygiene is another reason she wears the gloves. Not all vampires are filthy bloodsuckers. Around her neck always hangs a thin silver chain with a decently large onyx stone at the end with the Lucian Clan Crest engraved into it.
Personality: Nurotic, paranoid, obscenely proud, shakey, nervous, generally sarcastic, and distainful. She is not a fighter and is very prone to look down on others. She is quite except for her comments that seem to chase others away from her (mostly commenting on how nice they are or their clothing...never in a good way though). She doesn't enjoy getting closer to others (that includes physically as well as mentally), but apparently others find that rather amusing. She wears gloves to eliminate the amount of hand sanitizer that she used to use. Even though she has been dead for quite awhile she is still a germaphobe. She sometimes smokes to calm her nerves (can't get cancer when already dead, eh?) or hooking her thumb around the necklace remorsefully.
Bachground: Being born into a once prominent family that did not help whatever personality Mirianda formed when she was young. It instead gave her the false sense that she was above everyone and everything. Not only that, but it also made her vain. One night after she had a terrible fight with her mother about some new friends that she had made which lead to her being cut off from the family fortune, she decided to leave the house and got to see one of the friends, hoping she could stay with her. When she got there it turned out that not only was the girl not going to let her stay there, but that she was only friends with her for the possible benefits. Now that she was cut off her 'friend' wanted nothing to do with her. Melancholy, Mirianda decided to head home to see if she could patch up what little relationship she could with her mother. Getting there just in time to see the flames reaching out of her baby sister's window, she could only stand among the throng of firefighters that had formed to put out the large blazing fire. That night all of her family died except her 12 year old sister that was put into intensive care. Mirianda walked outside to clear her head and was confronted by an old vampire that quickly changed and trained her. Part of the agreement she had made with the vampire was that she would never see her sister again if he wouldn't leave her for dead. A few weeks later the vampire brought her news of her sister's death. Believing her sister to be dead, Mirianda followed the old vampire around for a while long enough to be rewarded with the necklace around her neck. About 100 years later... Mirianda was told by a vampiress that her sister had managed to survive, just barely and was turned into a vampire as well. Enraged beyond all control, Mirianda burst into the old vampire's quarters and slayed him. Now forever searching for her sister, Mirianda has found herself in all sorts of different lands.
Age: Perpetually 17 (and been for a long while now)
Weight: Unknown
Height: 5 ft. 7 in.
Armor: None
Special Abilities: Extremely keen sense of smell, superhuman strength, super speed, quick healer, and finally a keen sense of smell
Weapons: One dagger hidden and kept with her at all times. She only brings it out if someone annoys her enough or if she thinks someone is about to attack her.
Appearance: Your typical auburn-haired nearly emaciated vampiress. Her hair, reaching just past her shoulder blades, hangs in loose waves that frame her heart shaped face nicely. Deep green almond shaped eyes peak through the occasional wisps of hair that somehow manage to slip in front of her eyes. She is know to often walk around in dark colored dresses either a black or a maroon that she believes to accentuate the pallor of her skin. At the current time she has settled on wearing a slightly loose simple black dress with a normal neckline to eliminate the possibility of her dress choking her with a high neckline or 'exposing' herself with a low one. Though she is rather vain and haughty she prefers to walk around barefooted, believing that it allowed her to be more aware. To counterbalance the fact that she mostly maintains barefeet she often wears black lace gloves that reach just up to the base of her wrist. Her obsessive hygiene is another reason she wears the gloves. Not all vampires are filthy bloodsuckers. Around her neck always hangs a thin silver chain with a decently large onyx stone at the end with the Lucian Clan Crest engraved into it.
Personality: Nurotic, paranoid, obscenely proud, shakey, nervous, generally sarcastic, and distainful. She is not a fighter and is very prone to look down on others. She is quite except for her comments that seem to chase others away from her (mostly commenting on how nice they are or their clothing...never in a good way though). She doesn't enjoy getting closer to others (that includes physically as well as mentally), but apparently others find that rather amusing. She wears gloves to eliminate the amount of hand sanitizer that she used to use. Even though she has been dead for quite awhile she is still a germaphobe. She sometimes smokes to calm her nerves (can't get cancer when already dead, eh?) or hooking her thumb around the necklace remorsefully.
Bachground: Being born into a once prominent family that did not help whatever personality Mirianda formed when she was young. It instead gave her the false sense that she was above everyone and everything. Not only that, but it also made her vain. One night after she had a terrible fight with her mother about some new friends that she had made which lead to her being cut off from the family fortune, she decided to leave the house and got to see one of the friends, hoping she could stay with her. When she got there it turned out that not only was the girl not going to let her stay there, but that she was only friends with her for the possible benefits. Now that she was cut off her 'friend' wanted nothing to do with her. Melancholy, Mirianda decided to head home to see if she could patch up what little relationship she could with her mother. Getting there just in time to see the flames reaching out of her baby sister's window, she could only stand among the throng of firefighters that had formed to put out the large blazing fire. That night all of her family died except her 12 year old sister that was put into intensive care. Mirianda walked outside to clear her head and was confronted by an old vampire that quickly changed and trained her. Part of the agreement she had made with the vampire was that she would never see her sister again if he wouldn't leave her for dead. A few weeks later the vampire brought her news of her sister's death. Believing her sister to be dead, Mirianda followed the old vampire around for a while long enough to be rewarded with the necklace around her neck. About 100 years later... Mirianda was told by a vampiress that her sister had managed to survive, just barely and was turned into a vampire as well. Enraged beyond all control, Mirianda burst into the old vampire's quarters and slayed him. Now forever searching for her sister, Mirianda has found herself in all sorts of different lands.