The Puppet MasterName: Tessa
Age: 15
Experience: Been Role Playing about 2 years
Characters: This is my first character
Basic InfoName: Anne Phine
Age: 16
Birthday: August 14th
Sexuality: Straight
Face Claim: Keira Knightley
Species/Job: Vampire-Werewolf hybrid
Languages Spoken: English
Appearance Info
Eye Colour: Brown, almost black
Hair Colour: Brown with light highlights
Height: 5'3
Weight: 103
Tattoos & Piercings: One small tattoo of a wolf with a sun behind it.
Clothing: Often wears tank tops with normal jeans or jean-skirts
General Appearance: Her hair hands down from her heart shaped face down to her slender shoulders. Her whole body is very petite and small. She gets this from her mother, who is a vampire. Her eyes are the deepest brown, and most people mistake this for black. Which might as well be true. Her skin is slightly tanned, but not from being in the sun. Her fathers skin, unlike her mothers, is a deep tanned color all year round, and since Anna is half vampire, hers is just a few shades lighter than her fathers. Her body is very lanky, but since Anna doesn't care about her appearance much, she doesn't care about that, either.
Personality InfoLikes: She loves watching the sunrise, as well as the sunset. She loves every time of day, but she loves the sunlight more than the moonlight, considering she cannot reach it. She loves to draw, and sing, though she cannot sing very well (unless very quiet about it). She loves to read, also.
Dislikes: She hates when people give away the end of a movie/book. She hates when, from her room, watched people out in the sunlight, playing happily. She is sometimes bitter about this. She hates the fact that she is abnormal.
Habits: She tends to bite her nails a lot, and eat when she is bored. She doodles on everything.
Strengths: Her drawing is her best strength. She can cook very well, also. She loves to read, and can finish a whole book (if she really wants to) in an hour. She can make people feel better when they feel like nothing can help them. She can be very tidy.
Weaknesses: Sunlight. Moonlight (tends to make her a little crazy at times). Blood (the vampire part of her). Silver. Loosing people.
Overall Personality: She is really a nice person. Even though she is slightly... well, disabled because of her parents. She cares a lot about people and their feelings, and has a special way of making people feel better about their situations and their selves. She isn't a very outgoing person, but she tends to let herself get away at times. The moonlight takes advantage of this. She likes to have a good time and go out partying, but during the day she spends most of her time in her room, watching out her window and reading. She really falls in love easily, but tends to fall out of her just as easy (sometimes).
History InfoHistory: She was born to Jenessa Phine and Ian Phine on August 14th. It was a rather warm night. It was a very odd birth, also. It was rather frowned upon by their families for Ian and Jenessa to be together, because of what they were. Jenessa was a Vampire, and Ian was a Werewolf. A Alpha at that, too. But no one would stop them from being together. Anna didn't stop this.
They tried all Anna's life to make her drink blood or even shift like her father, but eventually they came to realize that Anna was different. Special, in a way. She had all of the weaknesses of a Vampire and a Werewolf, but none of the abilities. This was a sort of disability for Anna growing up, but she, like her parents, have came to accept it. Anna has fallen in love too many times to count, and has been in constant relationships. She is not picky as to who she dates, she is just afraid of being alone. She hates, sometimes, the fact that she is different, but likes the attention she gets from it.
Family InfoMother: Jenessa Phine, 67 (physically 22), Vampire
Father: Ian Phine, 49 (physically 22), Werewolf
Siblings None
Spouse: None at the moment
Children: None
Pets: Ophilia, 3, German Shepherd
Roleplaying ExampleRoleplay Example: (FROM THE HOST RP SITE, NIGHT FLOWER)
She flopped onto the ground. She laid on her back and reached into her large campers backpack. It was one that you see people who are going across the country with. Night Flower thought she might as well be. She felt exhausted. In her backpack held water, some healing remedies, and other things she may need. Like a knife. She was scared of these woods, though she didn't know if she could or would ever hurt a living animal. They had just as much rights to live as they did, Host and Soul. She wasn't sure what she was even doing here. She continued to lay on the ground, staring up through the thick canopy towards to bright summer sky. It was a light blue color, one she had never seen in the sky on any other planet. This was, like the Flower planet, beautiful. She was a flower of the night, though, hence her name, so she rarely saw their planets sun. But the night was beautiful too.
Her lives hadn't had much to them. She, until earth, had no desire to go anywhere else. The spiders were much too boring for her taste, not having complete control of the whole body. After two life times with the spiders, she got quite bored. Then moving into the flowers, she was finally happy (as happy as a Soul could be in that body) as she ever had been. They had slightly more emotions, and she would often loose herself in these. But it was nothing compared to the feeling of first coming into her life as a Human. Four lives of small, barely noticeable emotions were nothing. She could feel it now, coursing through her body, well, Angel's body. The compassion, the love, the hate, the confusion. Every emotion ran through her body. But mostly, right now, she felt doubt. She had been searching for weeks for this group of human rebels. She knew there was no hope of finding them, but she kept going onward. And all because of that little voice inside the back of her mind.
It had been days since she had seen another living thing. Other than birds and other small creatures that lurked in the forest around her. And when you are so in tuned with being around so many living things for your whole lives, you tend to get lonely. She sat up, hearing the sudden movement of leaves on the ground and a crack of a twig. "Is anyone there?" She asked in a hushed voice. "I am no Seeker."
