#viced.task

[amxthystlxve]

&&. to hate is an easy lazy thing

name: lana martinez

age: 28(0) years old

birthplace: caribbean sea

species: sea bound syren

abilities: fear inducement and sonic screaming

&&. but to love takes strength everyone has

IT TAKES COURAGE TO BE KIND IN A WORLD THAT’S CRUEL.  ──  She is warm, compassionate and kind-hearted, someone who gives herself to the world and everyone in it without expecting anything in return. She is soft, but it is a mistake to think that her softness makes her foolish or weak; on the contrary, it is a testament to her enormous strength of character. She is endlessly curious, and a lot more clever than she lets on, and fiercely stubborn in her beliefs. In another life, she would have made a great investigative reporter.

SHE WENT THROUGH HELL BUT CAME OUT AN ANGEL. YOU DIDN’T BREAK HER, HONEY; YOU DON’T OWN THAT KIND OF POWER.  ──  Don't be fooled by her willingness to put her faith in others; she has been hurt before, many, many times over. She has felt devastatingly lonely. She has felt let down. She wears her heart on her sleeve, unapologetic about her compassion yet painfully introverted when it comes to her sorrow, or her grief. She loves freely, except when it comes to herself. She can neither see her own beauty, physical or otherwise, nor understand how special it makes her.

LIFE IS NOT KIND. BUT I AM, AND THAT MAKES LIFE SO MUCH MORE COMPLICATED.  ──  Being a pacifist, she is incredibly conflicted about her nature. She was given the power to cause fear and horror and harm in others and yet all she has ever wanted to do is heal. She does not hate what she is, nor does she wish to be separated from her family or her kind; yet in many ways, she is afraid of who she was meant to be. Often, she finds herself wishing that she had the freedom to choose differently, only to be struck by guilt over the thought even crossing her mind at all.

&&. but not all are willing to practice

PLOTS  ──  Internal conflict, tests of morality, tests of faith, destiny versus choice, loyalty to the collective versus loyalty to the self, slow-building rebellion against expectation and/or convention, overturning assumptions, defying authority etc.

CONNECTIONS  ──

THE BROTHER [@thyxromeo] ─ you weren’t meant to have each other. you weren’t even meant to know the other existed, but now that you do, you can’t imagine your life without each other. you act more like twins than you do half brother and half sister. and she loves you, even when she envies you.

THE SAGE [@lavcsse] ─ your families have been close since your kind first sprung to life in the depths of the sea. your friendship is much, much younger, but you are the person she goes to when she needs wisdom. when it comes to certain things, she trusts your judgement more than she trusts her own.

THE PROTECTOR [@killedmemory] ─ you are the person whose ‘tough love’ can be so tough that it is easily mistaken for something else. you are strict, and unrepentant in your honesty, but you are also violently protective; anyone who dares lay a hand on her can expect a swift and most unpleasant end.

THE MENTOR [OPEN] ─ you see something in her, and you want her to succeed; you believe that she is meant for greater things than what she has settled for and you want to help her get there. it is easier said than done, and you wish that she could see herself as clearly as you do.

THE CORRUPTOR [OPEN] ─ you also see something in her, and for years, maybe even decades, you’ve tried to coax it out; a darker side, whether for a purpose or simply for the thrill of it, no one knows. but once or twice, you swear you’ve seen a hint of it in the dark sheen of her eyes.

THE FALLEN COMRADE [OPEN] ─ you used to be thick as thieves, although thieves were the opposite of what you were. rather, you were partners in altruism. for a long time, the two of you shared the same beliefs, but you may or may not have strayed from them in recent years.

THE LOST CAUSE [OPEN] ─ you are someone she has chosen to put her faith in despite little evidence that it is warranted. it has been a long time now, but she still hasn’t given up on you; even if you often think she should. for some reason, she still sees something in you worth saving.

THE CRUCIBLE [OPEN] ─ you were the greatest test to everything she knows and believes about the world; that people are good and deserving of faith, even when they let her down. she forgives easily, and she has never regretted putting her faith in anyone, until she met you.

OLD FRIENDS [OPEN - MULTIPLE] ─ you have experienced some of the world’s, and by extension some of your own, most defining moments together; whether you were brothers and sisters in arms (metaphorically speaking), or on opposite sides of the conflict. you are witnesses to history, and it is as a bond that has persisted, for better or for worse, until this day.

NEW BEGINNINGS [OPEN - MULTIPLE] ─ you are either a part of her circle of human friends or a supernatural whom she has recently befriended. if you are human, are you someone who would accept her as she is, or would revealing her nature cause tension in your relationship? if you are supernatural, do you share her beliefs and commitment to doing good? or are you someone very different from her who challenges her ideology?

[curscdspirit]

BASICS!

name: katherine ‘kate’ steele

age: 28 ( 49 )

birthplace: new york, new york

species: weyrwolf / wytch

abilities: elemental magic

TDLR; + SUMMARY!

BACK WHEN EVERYTHING WAS PRETTY IN PINK AND SMELLED LIKE TEEN SPIRIT,  kate was in her element. the world was her oyster and high-school was a breeze, being born beautiful and adopted into a middle-class family gave her certain perks when it came to the social ladder. as far as she was concerned, her life was perfectly and beautifully normal. but tightropes which bound another part of herself were unleashed with a flash of lighting across the full opal light of the moon. suddenly she wasn’t bopping to the power of love as her parents drove her back from the carnival, she was screaming, shouting and clawing. her father caught by surprised turned the car, and only she walked out of the car wreck.

PUNISHED FOR THE SINS OF HER PARENTS, that was the long and short of it. on her journey of self-discovery, kate learned that she could not only howl at the moon but call an unpredictable storm with her tears. her magic had been unleashed the day she changed into a weyrwolf, and it was if something had been awoken that she could not ignore. miss popular started skipping out on all of the parties, hiding from her adopted aunt who had become her legal guardian in wake of the horrendous tragedy. 

HELL HATH NO FURY,  a saying she had never truly understood until she had something to hate. even though she was destined to be a wytch, she loathed all of them for taking away a part of herself, for forcing her into a form she never asked for that caused her parents to die, and most of all she hated them because they punished an innocent in retaliation to a heinous crime. they may have acted all high and mighty, but they were no better than her murderous birth parents.

WANTED!

PLOTS  ── wytches to hate, weyrwolves to love, i’m pretending i like you but actually, i hate you. were you the wytches who cursed me?

CONNECTIONS  ── ( lovers/friends/enemies/frenemies)

[dcvilsoul-blog]

BASICS!

name: céline morell ( céline de polastron, duchesse de polignac )

age: 27 ( 229 )

birthplace: paris, france

species: vaympire 

abilities: memory manipulation, illusion manipulation 

TDLR; + SUMMARY!

SIRED FROM THE INDULGENCE OF FRANCE,  céline grew spoiled and gluttonous, everything was a craving to her. from the delicate french cream pastries to the finest champagne that marie antoinette demanded for all their parties, and then flirtatious looks of visiting nobility. the french court was known for it perversions, and she was at the heart of it, as marie’s best friend. it was party sentimentality and then something else, that made céline bid on her friend’s blue diamond engagement ring centuries after her death - her very own daylight ring, that glittered with the glamour of its wearer.

IT WAS A RUSSIAN VISITOR THAT TURNED HER HEAD, andrei rostov was sinful and gave céline something she’d never experience before - blood. he drank from her neck and in return gave her his wrist, it was a whirlwind romance of sex and blood that would ultimately result in her immortality. when she fled court on the queen’s orders after bastille day, and returned to her chateau to collect her things, her body was still full of vaympire blood when the bandits beat her to death. when she woke to find them all dining at her hand-crafted dining table, she slaughtered them all and burned down the house. 

IN THE YEARS THAT FOLLOWED HER RESURRECTION,  céline only grew more self-indulged and spoiled. when the titanic was sinking, she ran into the rooms of the upperclass and stole their diamonds, and when it sunk and bodies froze, she floated and waited for the lifeboats. when she got aboard,  céline played the shivering victim even if her coat pockets were full of the riches of others. during the modern era, she resided on the upper east side and married a billionaire, who would mysteriously die 3 years later - time was nothing to her, and she needed to be perceived as a loving wife. when she heard of others fleeing to south dakota,  céline purchased several acres of land so that she could build a home worthy of a queen. 

WANTED!

PLOTS  ── darkness, blood, sex. period au ( via la france ), any and all tbh. 

CONNECTIONS  ── ( lovers/friends/enemies/frenemies)

I. ( open to male vaympire )

They’re both monsters, thriving on bloodshed and passion. Beyond the most sinful cravings, there is nothing to them. Céline does not care for them, but it’s something which provides a measure of excitement. It’s a dark craving, one that she enjoys immensely. It’s toxic, likely to erupt and I feel that there is an inevitability of destruction, where they turn on one another.  

II. ( open )

She was not the first or the last to be sired by the Russian vampire Andrei Rostov, who was centuries older than her. Eventually, she betrayed him and left him to the pitch forks and flames. It would be interesting for another vaympire to be from the same sire, but they would need to be older than her. Since her transition Céline has not attempted to make friends, and she would not be warm or welcoming to someone claiming to have the same sire - maybe they feel angered that she killed Andrei?

III. ( open )

There is that one person, a mortal, whose spirit reminds her Marie. It’s the first human that she hasn’t detested in a very long time, and it almost makes her feel human. There’s a comfort to their presence, that makes her think of the beautiful friendship she had with the French queen. She would not lay down her life for them, or even call them a friend, but she cannot deny the spark of happiness that their presence provides.

IV. ( taken )

She killed someone close to this muse, a partner/family member/ friend, perhaps they’re thankful or maybe they loathe her. I think it would be interesting to explore that avenue.

V. ( open )

A young vaympire that she accidentally sired. She considers them more a nuisance than a protegee. She’s half tempted to decapitate them in all honesty. 

vi. ( open ) 

This person would be her assistant at ‘Every Last Detail’. The job provides good pay and the insurance that you’re bound to have a good time at the parties, plus there are benefits. However, she can be prickly from time to time. But she is rather charming and has decided that she cant kill the help, so it would probably be one of her more sane connections.