Post by Sophia Shrick-Chevalier on Mar 16, 2011 12:55:55 GMT -5
†SOPHIA FITZ SHRICK-CHEVALIER†
W H A T I F I S A Y I ' M N O T L I K E T H E O T H E R S ?
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what if i say i'm not just another one of your plays?
full name: Sophia Fitz Shrick-Chevalier
nicknames: Fia
birthday: January 5
age: "22" (229)
gender: Female
sexuality: Heterosexual
human or vampire: Vampire
social status: RogueY O U ' R E T H E P R E T E N D E R .
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what if i say i will never surrender?
birth place: Évreux, France
parents: Drusilla and Arthur
siblings: Only child
pets: No pets
other: Luc Cameron Chevalier (Husband//Deceased), Dimitri Achille Chevalier (Son//Living)), and Markus(Creator//Lover//Deceased))I ' M T H E V O I C E I N S I D E Y O U R H E A D Y O U R E F U S E T O H E A R .
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i'm the face you have to face, mirroring your stare.
eyes: Hazel
hair: Blonde
build: Tall/Slender
other features ---I ' M W H A T ' S L E F T . I ' M W H A T ' S R I G H T . I ' M T H E E N E M Y.
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i'm the hand that'll bring you down, bring you to your knees.
likes: Men, feeding, fornication, and protecting her son
dislikes: Nosy humans, people who intend to harm her son, herself for ruining her son's life, and women who complain about trivial things
personality: She is a very wild child, that’s a given. She will not stop at anything to have all the fun she can have in life. She is a free soul, nothing can tame her. Of course, with this wild side of her, it can be a cause for problems and controversy in the future. It is very difficult to make her do as you please, for she answers to no one. The girl isn’t big on thinking things through before she does them, and usually goes with the flow of whatever consequences come her way. But as long as she enjoyed herself, then it was all worth it to her. Along with being a wild child, she is also a major bitch if gotten on her bad side. You haven’t seen cold and spiteful, until you have seen the likes of her. She doesn’t take bullshit from anyone, she’s normally pretty Zen unless you try to do something particularly horrendous to tick her off, she rip you to shreds. Her past taught her how to throw a good punch and she won't hesitate to if someone pisses her off enough. Most people try to stay clear of her angry side; because it is really one side you don’t want to see.
She is very outgoing, and usually she would be the first person to come up to you and start talking. Even though she can be quite the bitch, that doesn’t hold her back from still wanting friends, and still trying to find some good in people. However, though she is very outgoing, she does only contribute when it is necessary. She doesn’t talk for the sake of hearing her own voice. She is always the first to volunteer and do something to meet people. She’s also always up for having an adventure. There’s nothing holding her back. With her outgoing natures, there is rarely anything that fazes her such as the taboo of sex. Do not get her wrong, like most girls, she wants to find that true love eventually.
Though she has the ability to adapt to so many things in her life, she does have one thing that has filtered through has got to be her confidence. She is fearless in everything she says and does and won't ever compromise herself for anybody. However, with this amount of confidence, some may confuse it with arrogance because of the amount of self-assurance she has. Okay, sometimes she may get a little full of herself, but in time and day who doesn’t have their moment?
Independent to the core, she almost never asks for help; ever. This stubborn independence has gotten her into sticky situations on more than one occasion. Dependence on others is not an option for this girl and often refuses to ask for help with things unless it is absolutely necessary. She will also hide any negative emotions she feels until she is alone because she doesn’t like people to see her in moments of weakness. She tries to avoid disclosing personal problems to others as she doesn’t like people to pity or feel sorry for her. Because of this, she tends to close people off from her alienating herself from any sort of human contact for weeks on end until whatever got under her skin got out. This alienation also causes her to become unnaturally quiet and unnaturally indifferent to the world around her.
strengths: Cooking, cleaning, her son, her ability to control herself, her ability in the bedroom, and the ease that comes with finding a person to feed from
weaknesses: Her son, the want to find a "mate," the way her past haunts her, and the fact she blames herself for screwing up her son
fears: Losing her son
secrets: Misses her creator/lover and is struggling to find a replacement.
aspiration: To protect her son from any and all harmS O W H O A R E Y O U ? Y E A H , W H O A R E Y O U ?
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yeah, who are you? yeah, who are you?
history:
Born to psychotic parents who married her to the one man who was dumb enough to belive he loved her, she never had the chance to live her life or fall in love. Several years later, she lay in the home she shared with the farmer, much to her distaste, wailing at the top of her lungs and struggling through her labor pains. Tears stung at her eyes as she panted heavily. She wanted to smack him for doing this to her, but the miracle that came forth would be her only child (unless you count the boys she turned after her son vanished). During the middle of the night, while they lay sleeping, she ran as far as she could. She bumped into Markus who immediately pressed her to the wall. A soft whimper of delight bubbled in her throat as he hefted up her skirts and buried his face against her throat.
Worming slightly in his grasp, she couldn't help but feel the need to feel his skin against hers. She wasn't afraid but rather, she was excited with the danger that would come. It was new to her, and she craved it. Before she knew what was going on, he growled low in his throat and sunk his fangs into the vulnerable flesh of her throat. He was tender and possessive all at once, claiming her as his in more ways than one. He forced her to feed while his rough but gentle hands steadied her. After she had gotten her fill, they were off before anybody knew they were there.
They did everything together for years. The only thing they didn't do together was die. She watched in horror as he turned to dust in an attempt to save her. By this point, she imagined her son being nearly thirty. She went looking for him and found him quite easily. Being the sexual deviant she was, or rather had turned into with the constant attention from Markus, both in and out of bed, the sight of him got her aroused. Instinct took over as she flung him to the ground, buried her face in his throat, and began to do the one thing that would give her a companion as the years dragged on without mercy.
A small child stumbled forward, lost and confused. She took the advantage, pressing the small girl against her son as he gasped and struggled for oxygen. She watched with a silent satisfaction as her son allowed instinct to take over. The girl had been drained, and she pulled back her away from her son, grabbing her corpse as sleep took hold of him. Initially, she had planned to return immediately but circumstances deemed otherwise. She was pushed to a wall and gave in almost instantly to the familiar feeling. It wasn't as satisfying as it had been with Markus, but she did manage to get a feed in.
When she returned, her son was long gone and what was left of her heart shattered. She tried and failed for many years to locate him. Until finally, articles in the paper began circulating. She grabbed one when she had the chance and used it to track him down. She stayed under the radar for many years. She was waiting for the perfect chance to see him again. She could only picture the rugged features of his face and the dimples that lit up his expression whenever he smiled.K E E P Y O U I N T H E D A R K
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you know they all pretend.
experience: 5 years
rp sample:
Look @ Dimitri
secret phrase: You get what you give.
