DiLaurentis, Clara

[Clara DiLaurentis]

†CLARA TERESA DILAURENTIS†

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:
Original Name: Teresa Lopez -Garcia
Current Name: Clara Teresa DiLaurentis
nicknames: Petite Nior (little black)
birthday: May Fifth
age: Twenty
gender: Female
sexuality: By choice heterosexual
human or vampire: Human

social status: Upper Class

Y 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: Barcelona, Spain

parents:
Father: Jesus Lopez
Mother: Margarita Lopez-Garcia
siblings:
5 Brothers: Carlos, Jaun, Tomas, Enrique, and Antonio
pets: N/A
other: N/A

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: Dark Brown
hair: Black
build: Petite and Curvy
other features
Clara is standing at five foot and three inches tall, and weighing about a hundred and thirty-five pounds. This petite woman has slender shoulders and arms. Her chest is not what you would call small or large, just an average c cup. Her slender flat stomach, has a small freckle on the right side of her belly button. Slowly traveling down her body, Clara has a wider hips then normal, her grandmother would always smile and try to comfort Clara by saying she was born to have lots of children and to make her future husband very happy. Oh yes, that is something every eleven year old wants to hear. Soon coming down to Clara's legs, they are very short and thin. Sexy for dresses, but a pain in the ass to show off at times because to this girl they look like tiny twigs. Then again it was even harder finding shoes that fit right because she had small feet.

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:
» Any music that is played by the piano or violin.
» Peppermint and vanilla scents.
» Lilies & Daisies.
» Reading just about anything she can get her hands on.
» Shakespeare, Hans Christian Anderson, Jane Austin - favorite authors.
» Walking the streets day or night.
» Spending as much time as she can out in the sun.
» Playing card games with other women (some times men).
»Bubble bathes.
» Salsa dancing in the middle of the of a crowd.
» Chocolates and sweets of any kinds.
dislikes:
» Winter. Cold is something she loathes.
» Blood and gore.
» Roses & fish are two things that will make her want to gag.
» Hate crimes against anything different.
» Being ordered to do something.
»Sailing of any kind, ships are the Devil's tool of death.
»Being woken up in the morning by someone screaming.
» Weekly Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday lessons with Victoria.
» The taste of vodka and whiskey.
» A vampire drinking her blood.
» Corsets
» Dancing and parties.
personality:
Clara was once a very loud and strong woman who thought she could stand against the world with one hand behind her back. Now that strength is hidden away behind a false smile and promises of obeisance. It would appear the young lady has been broken and reformed into the perfect Victorian woman of her time. Clara will hold an engaging conversation with whom ever she must, flatter the richest woman in the room, and if she must catch the eye of a young male for her mistress to feed upon later, while all of her screams for freedom is locked away inside her mind.

strengths: Innocent appearance and charm
weaknesses: Allowing her temper to show causing problems with her mistress.

fears: Becoming a vampire
secrets: Her real name is Teresa Lopez-Garcia and she has become the human servant to a monster.

aspiration: To kill Victoria and one day have a small cottage by the sea.

S 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:
Teresa Lopez-Garcia lived a normal life in Barcelona, Spain. Her family were owners' of a small inn on the outer city limits, not exactly a glamorous life but nonetheless filled with love. Teresa was brought up to work for what she wanted and to do it without complaint. She should be blesses that she has air in her lungs and dirt under her feet because it sure as hell beat the alternative. Being the only daughter in a large family had taught her to be clever, strong, and to hide her emotions from others. Simply Teresa knew how to take care of herself at a young age as well as a good work ethic.

At the age of seventeen Teresa's life would be forever changed when a young woman by the name of Vitoria DiLaurentis walked into the inn for the night. For the duration of Victoria's stay she would take a personal interest in Teresa and would request many things of the young woman in order to spend just a little more time with her. It was not long before Teresa was asked to spend one last night with Victoria before she would leave for Paris in the morning. Teresa was unable to refuse Victoria's request, and before long was under the influence of a powerful sleeping drought. The French vampire would forever have her Spanish maiden.

It had taken almost a month before Teresa believed that her family would never find her. In the beginning it felt as if Victoria was her friend, but Teresa soon came to realize that it was an act of a psychotic mind. Once in France Victoria told Teresa that she would be the perfect gift for her long time friend, Nickolas Myzska. Teresa will be groomed, educated, and trained in the arts of becoming the perfect wife or servant to a vampire in the Americas.

Three years later on March 3, Clara DiLaurentis stepped foot on American soil and Teresa Lopez-Gracias was dead.

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: I have been doing this for about 7 years now.

rp sample:

Rejected. Astoria Greengrass's letter of application to bring Mortan Mowgal from Greece into London for professional consultation on her latest potion as been rejected! How could this be? Mr. Mowgal was a wonderfully brilliant man who knew more about Ashwinder eggs then she knew about fashion! Sometimes Astoria wanted to hex half of the idiots the Ministry hired because they simply had no vision or kept their heads so far up each others asses. In the beginning she could understand their caution and concern for a young witch to travel to Borneo in order to extract Acromantula venom. However, to reject her application to go Greece or to bring the person to her was honestly pissing her off to the point of hexing some up tight ass.
With a frustrated sigh Astoria pushed back another blond lock of hair into her messy bun, as she leaned back in the creaky wooden chair. The dim lights in the cozily cramped office was not helping the sudden throbbing sensation located just below her temple. The word rejected still rang in her mind like an annoying alarm clock on a Sunday morning. However, this ringing she couldn't be silence with a charm... maybe a bottle of wine and chocolates would suffice. Yes, the idea of curling up on the couch with a very large bottle of red wine and Godiva chocolates sounded marvelous after a hellish day such as this one. A smile slipped across Astoria's lip as she glanced down a the letter once more before raising her wand to incinerate the rechid letter. It wasn't until then did she realize exactly who had rejected her proposal, Draco Malfoy.
Malfoy! That bleach blond ferret prat rejected my letter! Astoria's settle headache was transforming into a rather large pain in her ass. How dare he refuse Mr. Mowgal entrance into the city because the all mighty and powerful Malfoy didn't think it was a good idea. Who in the hell does he think he is? Oh right, the big scary ambassador! Astoria pushed back from her desk as she started to pace the small ten by ten square foot office. Her hands reflexively started to clench around her wand as her shoulder started to tighten from anger. This was the last straw she wasn't going to let Draco Malfoy get away with this again, because by rejected her proposal he has set her back months of work.
Astoria let out a scream before she stormed out of her office making her way towards her target, Draco Malfoy. She was going to make the little spoiled brat wish he was never born!... Well with in reason of not losing her job due to violent actions or threatening an ambassador to an inch of his life. Maybe, she should have taken a few memory lapsing potions before she left her office. Oh well, might as well make the little prat remember every moment of pain she was about to inflict upon his soul. Within no time Astoria was at the door of Draco Malfoy himself, and suddenly all of her nerve was suddenly gone. All of the thoughts of murdering and torture has frozen cold as Astoria realized that Draco Malfoy was a former Death Eater and all around jerk of Hogwarts. So was it such a good idea to bring to his attention just exactly what she thought of him? Probably no, but she was going to do it anyway because he was messing with her future as a world renowned Potions Master.
“Mr. Malfoy,” Astoria grumbled outside a large wooden door. “Malfoy we need to talk I'm coming in!” Astoria didn't wait for an answer before she barged into the ambassador's office. “Malfoy you rejected my request to bring in Mortan Mowgal into the area.”

secret phrase: You get what you give.

[Markos Harper]