Post by ISABELLE KATHERINE TREBORN on Jun 29, 2011 18:32:53 GMT
| [atrb=style,background-color: 000000,bTable] isabelle katherine treborn |
| [atrb=style,background-color: transparent,bTable] hey guys. my name is isabelle katherine treborn, but you can call me belle. everyone else does, so i guess you can too. i'm seventeen years young, and if it isn't already obvious, i'm a female. it should be. what isn't so obvious is the fact that i'm a vampire, but you can keep that a secret for now. |
personality
[/size][/right]In her human life, Isabelle was a religious person and a true believer in God. She followed the ten commandments. Now she couldn't care about the bible or any religious stuff. Isabelle is a vampire and that made her views on life change. Now she is a rebel with a bit of a bad attitude. She does what she wants and refuses to follow orders. Her undead life consists of glamouring humans to do things for her and killing those that get in her way.Isabelle was a human when vampires came out of the coffin, needless to say she found it scary and thought of them as demons created to serve the devil in his rise to Earth. Then she got turned and now Isabelle believes that it just adds to the human's fear of the supernatural. If vampires exist then what else could there be? Of course, Isabelle already knows there are others out there.
history
[/size][/right]Isabelle was born and raised in Jamerson Falls to Daniel and Rose Treborn, they raised her to be well mannered, kind and compassionate. She lived by that life until she ran away at the age of sixteen. Needless to say it was a bad decision. After spending a year moving from state to state she finally ended up in Chicago. That was where she met her maker.She cannot remember that night when she was turned, just that she had got drunk with a homeless man and then wandered off. Isabelle had bumped into a female then three days later woke up buried alive. She had believed it was a drunken mishap until she found herself arriving in Jamerson Falls quicker than expected. Then, to confirm it, she couldn't get back into her parents house. Isabelle had read tales on the vampires and being one scared her... For a week, at least. Then she gained her freedom and here she is now. Living life in this town.[/div][/td][td]
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role play sample |
A lot of things had happened before the moment he was stood waiting for Kenzie. Nate had arrived and Luke had shook his hand, thanking him for being there. Sean and Daniel had arrived back to the room, informing Luke that everything was okay and guests were arriving. At that point he hadn't been nervous. In fact, he was looking forward to today and couldn't wait to see his wonderful wife-to-be walking down the aisle. Things were going well and soon they were going to be married. They were going to be Mr and Mrs Johnson and they were going to have a happy marriage.
Eventually he was stood by the priest holding Kenzie's hands and staring into her eyes. The priest did what he had to do and Luke said "I do," as he smiled at the love of his life. Then it was Kenzie's turn and the priest did his thing again but she stopped before finishing her reply. Luke continued to stare at her, frowning slightly, his mind thinking that she was going to say "I don't" and then just leave him there. A gasp came from the guests and Luke looked at them, knowing they were wondering what was going on as well. His eyes fixed on Amanda and Meg for a second, letting them see the fear he was feeling before he looked back at Kenzie just in time to see her dress get lifted to reveal the puddle on the floor.
His eyes couldn't help but widen as looked at Kenzie. He knew exactly what was happening and although they had both known it would happen any day now he didn't expect it to happen on this day or in the middle of their wedding. Luke placed one of his hands on her shoulder and stared deep into Kenzie's eyes, "we need to get you to the hospital. This can wait until another day, the safety of you and our daughters is more important."[/div][/center][/td][/tr][/table]
| [atrb=style,background-color: 000000,bTable] Jay | Three Years | Deborah Ann Woll |
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