VENUSIA, Anesidora Lorelai

[Anesidora Venusia]

†ANESIDORA LORELAI VENUSIA†

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: anesidora lorelai venusia
nicknames: dora, nesi, lorelai
birthday: november 13
age: 16
gender: female
sexuality: bisexual
human or vampire: human

social status: upper middle

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: Ireland

parents: Vera and Lore Venusia
siblings: ---
pets: Shudder
other: ---

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: bright soft baby blue
hair: deep red
build: soft and rounded and curvy-still a bit babyish
other features Anesidora stands a bit short at 5'3" with a very curvy figure. Being so young she still has a bit of baby fat that rounds out her curves nicely sliding down to pale smooth limbs. She has a flowing figure radiant and pale, her oval face framed by long straight deep red hair, bringing out her dramatic long eyelashes and big soft baby blue eyes. Her lips are plump and her smile is sweet, her chin softly rounded and dipping down to a slender neck. Her shoulders are still rounded down into slightly plump yet slender arms, her hands small and fingers long and thin. Her bust is in proportion with her body, her waist cinched often with a corset though she is rather thin naturally. Her hips are a bit wide and her thighs round, her legs pale and her feet rather tiny.

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:

• roses
  
• the piano
  
• Shudder
  
• the rain
  
• moonlight
  
• the ocean
  
• fall
  
• reading
  
• sunsets
  
• her mother's rosary
  

dislikes:

• church - not CHURCH more like forceful priests
  
• confession
  
• summer
  
• animal abuse
  
• pain
  
• ridicule
  
• alcohol
  
• horses (not a dislike more like a fear)
  
• spiders
  
• being cold
  

personality:

Anesidora is quite a carefree though simultaneously cautious girl. She loves the autumn season with the many colors and falling leaves, and takes a great pleasure in dancing under the trees. She plays the piano religiously, loving the tinkering and delicate sound of the instrument, and takes great pleasures in other artistic past times such as painting and drawing and reading, even simply watching people amusing her. Though she isn't exactly a people person, liking more to be quiet than talk with others, she enjoys the company of people surrounding her.

When it concerns romance she isn't one to really talk, being on the shy side she'd much rather stay in the background than be active. She is a tad oblivious to flirting and courting and the like, only aware of romantic feelings blooming when told by others or displayed in a more than obvious fashion. Being a rather quiet girl, especially since she finds herself attracted to members of the same gender as herself she is left often feeling empty and alone at the end of the day with no one who feels the same way she does that she can relate to.

Regarding her past she's rather closed in when it concerns herself and doesn't have many friends. She isn't big on meeting people and tries to keep conversations short to avoid becoming embarrassed, as she's very paranoid about looking like a fool. Once someone gets under her skin though, she's a lot more relaxed and care free. In reality she wishes nothing more than someone to try hard enough to break through her defenses to try to get to know her.

strengths:

• painting
  
• playing the piano
  
• avoiding conversation
  

weaknesses:

• animals
  
• flirting
  
• confident people
  

fears:

• dying
  
• horses
  
• spiders
  

secrets:

• She has TB
  
• Her parents died in a carriage accident
  
• She lives alone
  

aspiration: to fall in love

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:

Anesidora was born in a small town in Ireland to a loving couple who were more than happy to welcome the child into their world. She grew up in a well home where her mother stayed home to care for her while her father worked as a judge. Early in her life she established herself in nature by running around the hills and around the ocean which she loved dearly. Though she wasn't one to hang around other children she did make one friend, and small girl named Molly who often made trips with her to the beach where they'd play until sunset. Soon though, as she grew older, the playing would stop. Eventually Molly stopped going to the beach, and Anesidora could not figure out why. Upon visiting her in her home while her parents were away (and slipping by a doctor who was guarding Molly's room) Anesidora at the age of 8 found out her best friend had Tuberculosis.

She was thereby infected with the deadly disease, and attended her friend's funeral only weeks later. Horrified by the discovery of their sick child her parents uprooted from their small Irish community and moved to England. With the best doctor's their money could buy the little girl still did not show signs of improvement, but surprisingly she lived well past the expectation. Happily the family lived, careful of their daughters sickness and doing all they could to help her. One day, while out in town, an out of control carriage hit Anesidora's parents at night, her being pushed away by her mother, and killed them on impact of the horses. Seeing her family crushed to death by the large wild creatures instilled a deep set fear in Anesidora that wouldn't allow her to approach a carriage for many years. Afterward living with her sick Uncle she cared for him for years, and after his passing at the age of 15 she inherited his home since he had no other family to pass it down to.

Since then she had lived in the home alone left to her own devices by most everyone.

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: A little over 5 years on and off

rp sample:

Something in the time between being in the dungeon and limping up the stairs, had gone horribly wrong. Her vision had gone blurry, and pain had settled in her stomach. In the medical wing she was rushed on a bed and they'd poked her with needles, and only a faint yelp of a complain was uttered before she sunk into a deep sleep. The next few days, were absolute hell. Nightmares plagued her over and over, reliving her past in the form of a dream, unable to wake from her own terrors. She woke often in a cold sweat. Lashing out at all the older orderlies and doctors and nurses, everyone, she never wanted to be touched in those few days. She threw up constantly, a bucket glued to her side as she violently expelled anything left in her stomach, and she stopped eating so she didn't have to bear the pain. This seemed to help her for a little while, and she could close her burning eyes with a small sigh of relief of lasting another day, the sickness ravaging her body.

She was released, but uneasily so. Her vision still blurred but she hated the medical ward and lied any way she could to get out. Finally stumbling out she collapsed on her bed. Sleeping for two days straight she stretched and dressed herself carefully. Sweatpants and a tanktop was all that she needed, her blue socked feet padding on the floor as she walked down the hall. She was calmer sick so no one watched over today, only watched out for her if she passed by to check up on her. Finding this annoying Sleeping Beauty ran to the cafeteria, and sat there for hours feeling nauseous at the swirling disgusting smells of food. Leaving quickly she heaved into the girls bathroom toilet a few times and wiped her mouth. Leaning against the cold sink she splashed her face with water and squeezed her eyes shut as a few hot tears escaped her closed lids. Why is this so hard? A weak anguished cry. Walking out she managed to get some honey from an older nurse, uneasy as she asked.

Quickly retrieving her treat she retired to the relatively empty patients lounge and settled in her favorite chair by the window. Within minutes she didn't smell of the sickness that had overtaken her only moments before, but of sweet honey which lay thick on her tongue and twisted her stomach. Closing her eyes she wished for one thing, this hell to end. A breeze near her startled her and she yelped loudly, a wild look in her eyes. Unbeknown to her she had dozed off, and the approach of another roused her from her nightmare. Arms covering her head tears seeped from her eyes as she whimpered pathetically, the vivid image of her father unbuckling his belt still violently impressionable on her sickly mind.

secret phrase: REMOVED

[Tara Calder]

I am VERY, VERY sorry! I haven't been able to be on much and when I was, I didn't notice your character request. It should not have taken me so long, very sorry for the inconvenience, usually character requests have a response in less than a day. I will look over this as soon as I arrive home from a doctor's appointment.

[Tara Calder]