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Orella - Ikemen Vampire OC

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Basic Information:

Name: Orella Gender: Female Birth: November 3rd, 1629, Milan, Italy Age: Effectively 25 Height: 5’4” Weight: 122 lbs Hair Color: Pale Blonde Eye Color: Emerald Green Personality Type: ENFP-A Diplomat - Campaigner Occupation: Lady Family: Le Comte de Saint-Germain - Honorary Uncle (actually a distant relative)

Personality:

On the surface, Orella is a demure, well bred young lady, raised to fit in with others of her age and gender.  In reality, she’s been educated to think for herself, but consider others in her decisions.  Her life is guided by a set of principles that combine secular morality with religious philosophy, gained by the example of her guardians and an education centered around humanities.  Her training in decorum means that the first impression she gives is that of someone who always plays by the rules, and holds back her emotions.  But, once she gets to know someone, a different side to her emerges.  She’s a sensitive soul and she prefers to show her feelings rather than hide them.  This makes her eager to get to know people she is going to spend a lot of time with so she can drop the polite cover and let her inner self shine through.

Orella has a certain child-like wonder for the world around her.  She was raised with mostly women, in a very sheltered environment.  Whenever she was with larger groups of people, her guardians were always with her, always watching her behavior so they could tell her how to improve.  So when she finally gets away from them, there’s a sense of newness to everything she does.    She had read many things in books, but her actual life experience has been fairly limited, something she would like to change about herself.  While she’s very conscious of her behavior and how to act, in some ways she’s very guarded.  Her facade of politeness is a matter of respect, in her point of view, not a deception.  Otherwise she is very much without guile, and is not naturally suspicious of the motivations of others.

Hobbies:

She loves singing and dancing; there’s a certain energy to it that makes her happy.  She is very good at playing the violin, but she doesn’t like it very much.  In contrast, she enjoys the act of painting, although she’s not very good at it.  Orella really enjoys gardening, and it’s one of the few things that makes her spend time outdoors.  Orella had been taught quite strictly, so she doesn’t like studying for more than a little while at a time, but if she’s curious about something specific, she can read for hours at a time.

History:

Orella’s history is complicated, and she doesn’t know the full extent of it.

As far as Orella knows, she’s just an orphan Pureblood vampire who was raised mostly by mortals to keep her under the radar, but with the occasional Pureblood looking in on her from time to time.  One of these Purebloods was Le Comte de Saint-Germain, the man she lovingly refers to as ‘Uncle’.  What she doesn’t know is that her original fate was death as an infant, a time of life where all Pureblood vampires are vulnerable before they achieve their adult immortality and blood drinking habits.  Le Comte knew her fate was to die of the Bubonic plague, and went back in time to rescue her, knowing that brining her forward in time would not affect the time line since she had no place in it.  So while she was technically born in the first half of the 1600’s, she believed she was born sometime in the mid-1800’s.

Orella was raised in a small, re-purposed abbey in France, close to the boarder of Italy.  A small group of ex-nuns raised her, giving her a rather expansive education in the arts, but with very little science or math.  Religion was taught secularly rather than spiritually, and she was encourage to think about things and ask questions.  But she was also taught fine etiquette that would be the expectation of any well bred young lady in the late 1800’s.  The people that Orella associated with were carefully monitored by her guardians and overseen by Le Comte de Saint Germain, who visited her every few months.  She never realized that the version of Le Comte that visited her was one from the future.  Orella had no idea she was being groomed for a specific purpose.

Le Comte had rescued her as a baby for one reason: to help Leonardo.  After Leonardo’s bad experience with the visitor from the future he was never the same again, and Le Comte wanted to do something to ease the pain of his long time friend.  But any other mortal woman would just cause him that same pain.  A lesser vampire would be closer to the mark, but it would mean turning a normal mortal into a vampire, and Leonardo would not thank him for that.  That left a Pureblood.  But Leonardo didn’t like most other Purebloods.  Their selfish ways, and negative attitudes towards mortals were anathema to the gentle-hearted Renaissance Man.  So Le Comte needed a Pureblood that was different.  He couldn’t find one though, so he decided to create one instead.  He had gotten the idea after giving Leonardo’s family a bit of a stern talking to, but they were immovable.  So he told them he had a plan in hopes that they would back off.

Le Comte had chosen with care what he wanted the girl to learn, or not learn, and left very strict instructions of care for her guardians.  In return, they were promised great sums of money, and the use of the land and building after Orella was grown up.  He also made sure that certain smells and sights were introduced to her in a positive way to create connections that would lead her towards Leonardo without him having to overtly guide her in that direction.  The whole thing was risky, and he sometimes wondered about the morality of his decision, but he couldn’t bear the deeper sorrow in his friend’s eyes.

Orella’s early childhood was happy.  Her guardians were told to be strict and firm with the child, but give her a lot of affection as well.  He wanted her to be well-behaved, but not emotionally stunted.  Above all, she must not become jaded and selfish.  Sometimes people were added, or removed, from positions as Orella’s caretakers, as it was discovered that a new type of guardian was needed, or that someone was no longer good for the budding Pureblood.  They were eased in and out carefully, so as not to distress Orella.  She learned a little bit about loss this way, and how to deal with negative emotions.  She was also given several pets to care for over time, to help teach her responsibility and the fragility of mortal beings.  

The nuns didn’t know anything about the vampire side of her life; as children, the Purebloods were almost identical to mortals.  They could die, just as mortal children did.  However, as Orella got older, she was introduced to a ‘Doctor’ that would take care of certain ‘medical’ issues that were sure to crop up when she became an adult.  This was a lesser vampire that Le Comte hired to take care of Orella’s blood requirements.  He did not want her feeding from humans as a regular thing for two reasons.  The effects of the bite would introduce a world to her that Le Comte didn’t want her exposed to.  But he also feared that by seeing humans as simply a meal, and harming them to feed herself, she would lose some of her shine.

The closer Orella got to his actual time, the less Le Comte could risk visiting her.  So her last few years of being raised she didn’t see him at all.  He could only hope that things turned out alright.  The deal had been that when she was twenty-five years old, she would come to live with him, in his mansion.  As the time drew near, Le Comte was full of nervous energy.  He knew this could backfire horribly, but it seemed like the best chance he had for helping Leonardo.  Would Orella be everything that he intended her to be?

Orella blossomed into a very pretty young woman, the kind that any high-society parent would be pleased to have.  But the society she was destined for was not the common nobility.  Her ‘Doctor’ had taught her the things she needed to know about being a vampire, most importantly the need for staying fed and in control of herself.  Second most important was the need to keep her identity a secret from mortals.  The last thing that he stressed was the difference between Purebloods and Lesser Vampires, though only from a clinical point of view; Le Comte didn’t want her to become snobbish.  

Finally, Orella’s twenty-fifth birthday came around.  There was a celebration for her at her childhood home, and she was given many gifts as parting.  She didn’t know if she’d ever see any of them again, and the parting was quite tearful on her behalf.  Some of her guardians also shed tears, as they would miss her, while others were relieved to no longer have the burden of raising her.  But, as Orella dried her eyes, she began to look forward, instead of backward.  Being sent to the mansion to live with a bunch of men was exciting, but not for the reasons of romance or sex.  It was the thrill of a new experience.

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Esme Dawson - Ikemen Vampire OC

Image credit goes to: https://picrew.me/image_maker/43383 Name: Esme Dawson Gender: Female Birthday: January 29th, 1986 Age: 24 Year of Arrival: 2010 Height: 5’3” Weight: 121 lbs Hair Color: Blond Eye Color: Brown Personality Type: INFP Diplomat - Mediator Occupation: Medical Transcriptionist (Former) Family: Mother (Linette), Father (George), 1 Older Sister (Leanne), 1 Younger Brother (Thomas)

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History: Esme had always been a sensitive person.  Both her mom and dad worked, so she didn’t spend a lot of time her parents while they were together.  She was the middle child, and her older sister was protective of both her and their younger brother.  However, as the middle child, Esme often felt left out.  She became quiet and withdrawn at a young age, not because she was shy, or didn’t like people, but because she learned to entertain herself when her older sister was busy and her younger brother was being taken care of by their mother.  She told stories to herself from a young age, liking fairy-tales and ancient myths.

Her father was a very erratic person, quite particular in his ways.  Her mother was the rock of the family, giving stability to her children.  But their father didn’t care much for displays of affection, and this stunted the emotional growth of the three children to some extent.  The three children, Leanne, Esme, and Thomas, all dealt with this in different ways.  Leanne was very action and goal oriented, the kind of person to try to get the best grades.  Thomas was prone to acting out and trying to keep attention on him, whether negative or positive.  Esme generally just faded into her own little world.  She was generally content to do this, though sometimes she would share her thoughts with her siblings when they were shut in due to bad weather.

Esme’s early years were generally benign.  She didn’t always get along with the members of her family, but they were generally close.  She didn’t do very well socially at school; she just never seemed to quite pick up on how to fit in.  Not that she acted out in any particular way to draw attention to herself, but kids often targeted the shy, awkward, or different kids.  The fact that she always seemed to be looking at something far away didn’t help much.  Her unguarded expressions meant that she had little defense against their teasing, and because she reacted, they teased her more.

Esme picked up an interest in writing when she was still in elementary school, though she was generally reluctant to share her work with others, especially her fellow students.  This continued on through junior high and high school.  But in her high school years, things took a turn for the worse.  She started becoming ill quite often.  At first her father accused her of making things up.  Esme was generally an honest person though, so her mother didn’t believe this.  However, she thought her middle child might have over-exaggerated how unwell she was.  When Esme passed out in the middle of a math exam, and didn’t come to right away, they began to believe her.

After many hospital visits, and a few more fainting spells, Esme was finally diagnosed with a rare blood disorder.  It was one that had no cure, but it was survivable with proper care.  However, all the time spent off work for her parents, the missed school time, and the recurring trips to the hospital really wore away at Esme.  She finished high school a year late because of her health concerns.  Sometimes she could feel some resentment from Leanne, whose college was put off because of the emergencies in the family, and from Thomas, who suddenly wasn’t getting as much attention.  While she knew her siblings still loved her, the resentment still stung.  And she couldn’t even blame them.

For a while Esme worked as a general transcriptionist; it was work she could do from home and try to help pay her parents back a bit.  From all her writing for ‘fun’ she had become quite a good typist, and it was one of the few skills she would admit to having.  Her mother coaxed her to put her money towards schooling for medical transcription, which paid more.  Esme agreed, and this got a little more resentment from her older sister until Leanne realized it was to help her that Esme was doing this.  Finally Esme was able to get her sister off to college, for at least a starting semester.  She didn’t keep much money for herself, but her mother finally encouraged her to put some money aside.  Esme, not really feeling positive about her own future, did this reluctantly.

Finally Esme’s will broke.  She was tired of all the time spent at hospitals.  She was tired of the needles and the experiments with medication.  She was tired of passing out, of not being able to do what ‘normal’ people her age were doing.  She was tired of always feeling like she was on the outside.  Taking her savings, she bought a ticket to Paris, telling her parents that she hoped the break would give her courage to keep going, that a change of pace would be good for the soul.  In truth, she was running away from her family.  She had no intention of returning home only to have her family watch her suffer and die.  Instead she would spend whatever time was left to her enjoying the culture of Paris, a city that held so much promise in its history.

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Personalty: Outwardly she might be misunderstood as shy, aloof, or even snobbish.  This usually means she’s just deeply in thought or daydreaming.  But she’s not very good at pretending to feel what she isn’t feeling.  Quite often her expression is a true indication of what she feels inside, even if it’s not obvious why she might feel that way.  Her mind is always filled with a struggle between what should be, and what is, between the beautiful visions in her mind and the blandness or horror of reality.  She feels a huge discrepancy between who she is and who she would like to be and is full of insecurities, often feeling betrayed by her poor health.  

By nature she is kind, and often frets if she feels she has hurt anyone or disappointed them, but she doesn’t always have the foresight to anticipate when her actions might lead to one of those outcomes.  Generally she tries to do whatever she can for other people to minimize suffering, but when she feels helpless to aid others, the feeling consumes her to the point where she almost loses the ability to function.  With her health so poor, she often keenly feels how ‘useless’ she is and this wears on her psyche.

As an aspiring writer, she can be picky about language, but is more relaxed in speaking than in writing.  She’s also very uncertain about her writing ability, and is more than likely to flip out of someone tries to read any of her stuff.  She loves music, but has no especial talent concerning it; she has a nice singing voice,  but is untrained in its use.  She likes gardens, but prefers to observe them at a distance due to a strong fear of wasps.  While she’s not exactly timid, she’s the kind of person to weigh consequences, and when she acts suddenly she often chastises herself for being impulsive, despite the fact that she’s very emotional.

The biggest strain on her personality is her poor health.  Her disease has caused her to spend a lot of time with doctors and in hospitals.  She doesn’t like touching people because most of the physical contact she has is from doctors taking care of her.  As far as she’s concerned, physical closeness usually means she’s going to be poked and prodded at in a clinical fashion.  Because of her failing health, she doesn’t have much experience with relationships; she doesn’t want to fall in love and put the burden of her sickly nature on someone else.  She feels bad enough that her family has to deal with it.   ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^

Fragmented First Impressions: (ie. What she was thinking during the prologue.) Comte de Saint-Germain: Lion-like. Impeccably-dressed. Grateful for the return of her earring. WTH Scent? Too polished. Elegant & cultured.  Archaically honorable.  Cryptic word use. IN CHARGE.

Napoleon: WTH Sword? Piercing eyes. Odd word choice. Firm, but gentle. Serious. Direct. Protective.

Arthur: Casual, relaxed. WTH Deduce? Stop objectifying me! Flirting is scary! Always seems amused. 

Sebastian: Impeccable. Very professional. Excellent chef!  Formal. Pragmatic.  Doesn’t coddle. Disinterested. Strict. Calm. WTH Vampires?

Mozart: WTH Cold? Ethereal beauty. Sharp. Inexplicable. Avoids contact.

Theo: Impatient. Angry. Brusque. WTH Rude?

Vincent: Patient. Angelic, soothing smile. Sweet & serene.

Isaac: Avoids eye contact. Shy?  Irritable. Proper sounding. 

Dazai: WTH Window? Cheerful. Confusing.  Contradictory? Modest? 

Leonardo: WTH Grabby Hands? Melodic voice.  Shocking. Gave warnings.