Post by Scarlett Fitzgerald on Aug 15, 2009 17:10:04 GMT -5
Name: Scarlett Cathy Fitzgerald
Age: 19, Vampire Age- Over 300
Member Group:b] Vampire, Mainstreamer
Character History: Scarlett was born in the early 18th century in the small town of Roscommon to a soap maker and his wife. The young couple had 1 child already, and Scarlett was their second. As a young girl she lived a fairly normal life, doing light farm work and assisting in the soap business. As the years past Scarlett blossomed from an awkward young brunette as her hair lightened, her body filled in and she became less awkward and eventually was to be courted by a man, a rather wealthy man. His name was Eoghan O’Sullivan, a the son of a wealthy landowner. The two met at her father’s business and began their courtship right after that. Her family approved, his family was delighted he was finally getting married and all was well. Their wedding day was set on a beautiful day in July, the meadows blushing and so was the bride. The night after their wedding, the two lied together in bed, cuddling, but something went wrong. You see, Eric Northman had been watching Scarlett, admiring her. They had known each other for some time, he tried to court her, but she blew him off seeing as her heart was in Eoghans hands. As she made her way to his house, she snuck through the cellar and into his room without a peep. The two were gazing into each others eyes, whispering sweet nothings into each other’s ears until Eric appeared. Eric slaughtered Eoghan and turned Scarlett against her will, giving her the ultimate gift. Of course, seeing as her fiancé was dead and she was now an undead, she hated Eric, and would hate him eternally. As the years past, she fled Ireland for America to get away from Eric, to rid herself of that terrible night. Scarlett has been living throughout America through the years, and she now resides in California, still holding her ages old hatred for Eric.
Personality: Scarlett’s name doesn’t suit her well at times. One would think a Scarlett would be red, fiery and feisty, but this Scarlett is sweet, gentle and cherubic. She’s been compared to seraphim at times, and others her spite and ill-will gets the best of her. Scarlett holds grudges hundreds of years old and carried a deep hatred for her vampire self, cursing the day she was turned. Although she is generally sweet, she is conflicted between her two halves and this manifests as anger and malice.
Future Plans for your character Reunite with Eric (unwillingly) Possibly forgive him or start to forgive him.
Have you read the books No
Sample RP
As the dancing slowed down (Anouk never thought that would happen,) the fangbangers, tired and worn, retired to their beds; Anouk was still at the bar. Her finger traced the edges of an empty absinthe glass that was filled with Tru Blood and La Fee Verte- her favorite beverage next to actual blood. The sun was timed to come out in an few hours or so, Anouk felt she should have filed her way out of Fangtasia with the rest of the crowd. But, Anouk not letting her night go to waste, decided to stay there a bit longer and dilly-dally at the bar a bit.
The barkeep nodded to her, wondering if she'd like another glass of her drink, Anouk reluctantly accepted, actually ordering two. One for her, one for a guest. Setting the extra drink on a napkin next to her, seeing Eric across the dance floor. As the floor was almost barren, except a few, she decided to call out his name, seeing if he would respond. So, she did it, though she wasn't sure whether to call him Eric, Sheriff, Mr.Northman, or any other crazy combination of names. Anouk decided Mr.Northman.
"Mr. Northman, care for a drink?"
She hollered across the club, hoping he would actually come instead of blowing her off. If not, she did have two drinks she could drown herself in before retiring to bed.
Age: 19, Vampire Age- Over 300
Member Group:b] Vampire, Mainstreamer
Character History: Scarlett was born in the early 18th century in the small town of Roscommon to a soap maker and his wife. The young couple had 1 child already, and Scarlett was their second. As a young girl she lived a fairly normal life, doing light farm work and assisting in the soap business. As the years past Scarlett blossomed from an awkward young brunette as her hair lightened, her body filled in and she became less awkward and eventually was to be courted by a man, a rather wealthy man. His name was Eoghan O’Sullivan, a the son of a wealthy landowner. The two met at her father’s business and began their courtship right after that. Her family approved, his family was delighted he was finally getting married and all was well. Their wedding day was set on a beautiful day in July, the meadows blushing and so was the bride. The night after their wedding, the two lied together in bed, cuddling, but something went wrong. You see, Eric Northman had been watching Scarlett, admiring her. They had known each other for some time, he tried to court her, but she blew him off seeing as her heart was in Eoghans hands. As she made her way to his house, she snuck through the cellar and into his room without a peep. The two were gazing into each others eyes, whispering sweet nothings into each other’s ears until Eric appeared. Eric slaughtered Eoghan and turned Scarlett against her will, giving her the ultimate gift. Of course, seeing as her fiancé was dead and she was now an undead, she hated Eric, and would hate him eternally. As the years past, she fled Ireland for America to get away from Eric, to rid herself of that terrible night. Scarlett has been living throughout America through the years, and she now resides in California, still holding her ages old hatred for Eric.
Personality: Scarlett’s name doesn’t suit her well at times. One would think a Scarlett would be red, fiery and feisty, but this Scarlett is sweet, gentle and cherubic. She’s been compared to seraphim at times, and others her spite and ill-will gets the best of her. Scarlett holds grudges hundreds of years old and carried a deep hatred for her vampire self, cursing the day she was turned. Although she is generally sweet, she is conflicted between her two halves and this manifests as anger and malice.
Future Plans for your character Reunite with Eric (unwillingly) Possibly forgive him or start to forgive him.
Have you read the books No
Sample RP
As the dancing slowed down (Anouk never thought that would happen,) the fangbangers, tired and worn, retired to their beds; Anouk was still at the bar. Her finger traced the edges of an empty absinthe glass that was filled with Tru Blood and La Fee Verte- her favorite beverage next to actual blood. The sun was timed to come out in an few hours or so, Anouk felt she should have filed her way out of Fangtasia with the rest of the crowd. But, Anouk not letting her night go to waste, decided to stay there a bit longer and dilly-dally at the bar a bit.
The barkeep nodded to her, wondering if she'd like another glass of her drink, Anouk reluctantly accepted, actually ordering two. One for her, one for a guest. Setting the extra drink on a napkin next to her, seeing Eric across the dance floor. As the floor was almost barren, except a few, she decided to call out his name, seeing if he would respond. So, she did it, though she wasn't sure whether to call him Eric, Sheriff, Mr.Northman, or any other crazy combination of names. Anouk decided Mr.Northman.
"Mr. Northman, care for a drink?"
She hollered across the club, hoping he would actually come instead of blowing her off. If not, she did have two drinks she could drown herself in before retiring to bed.
