Post by Mihaela Reveka Vladescu on Nov 7, 2009 19:25:40 GMT -5
[/color]blooddespite the lies that you're making
MIHAELA reveka VLADESCU
your love is mine for the taking
•••
Early on in life I'd come to a conclusion,
one that could only be described as an epiphany,
my mother, for all her brains, for all her beauty,
her glory and poise, was a complete and utter
moron.my love is just waiting
THE BASICS
to turn your tears to roses
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FULL NAME|| Mihaela Reveka Vladescu
NICKNAME(S)|| Mia, Princess, Your Majesty
AGE|| 17
GROUP|| Vampire Royalty
NATIONALITY|| Romanian
OCCUPATION|| Princess, Student - Senior
CANON OR ORIGINAL|| Canoni will be the one that's gonna hold you
THE APPEARENCE
i will be the one that you run to
•••
HAIR|| long black wavy
EYES|| black
HEIGHT/WEIGHT|| 6' /120 lb
GENERAL DESCRIPTION|| Mia is a tall young woman. She has long, black hair that waves. She's about six feet tall and weighs around one hundred and twenty pounds. Her body shows her love of being out side. She rides horses and plays various sports.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES|| Mia's eyes are her most distinguishing features. They are pitch black, just as her father's are. Her hair is also distinguishing in the fact that it seems to be darker than the darkest night. A feature that is also distinguishing when one could see it was a scar, going from her ear following her hair line and ending at the end of her eyebrow.my love is a burning, consuming fire
THE PERSONALITY
no you'll never be alone
•••
LIKES||
•riding horses
•playing sports
•running
•shopping
[/ul]DISLIKES||
•annoying people
•her mother for the most part
•Dara when she gets overly clingy
•Valeriu's over protectiveness
[/ul]GENERAL PERSONALITY||
Mia is a very moody person. Though very intelligent and athletic she lacks the patience to put any of that to good use. Mihaela likes animals though. She tends to connect with them better than people. She mingles with the people who attend her parents' parties, but does not like it. Often sneaking out to spend time with her mare, Odette.
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when darkness comes i'll light the night with stars
THE HISTORY
hear my whispers in the dark
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THE HISTORY
hear my whispers in the dark
•••
PARENTS||
Antanasia Jessica Vladescu - 68
Lucius Valeriu Vladescu - 68
SIBLINGS||
Valeriu Ladislau Vladescu - 18
Dara Nhadala Vladescu - 13
OTHER FAMILY||
Dorin Dragomir - Uncle
Melinda Sue Lovatu - 68 - Cousin
Raniero Vladescu Lovatu - 68 - Cousin
Lovatu Children - Cousins
SPOUSE|| --
CHILDREN|| --
HISTORY||
Mihaela Reveka Vladescu was born on a frigged winter night to Antanasia and Lucius Vladescu. She was born the second of three children to the couple, and the oldest girl. Her parents named her after her biological grandmothers, Mihaela Dragomir and Reveka Vladescu, both deceased shortly after the births of their parents in a raid. Mihaela never new any of her grandparents, her mother's adoptive ones having died just before her birth.
Mia was raised with kindness and was taught that people were good, that friends were something to be cherished. But when she began going to the local public school, Mia quickly learned the opposite. One day while on the playground in school, a classmate came up behind her. It was common knowledge she was a vampire, her last name saying it all. The classmate was one of the few that was raised to believe vampires were evil. He and his gang proceeded to torture the small girl while others looked on in horror. By the time a teacher had seen the commotion the damage was done and Mia was walking away with a few broken bones, cuts, and a giant gash on her face, it later turned into a scar she constantly hid.
Mihaela dumped all of her friends, leaving them in the past. She left school, returning only in the beginning of her freshman year of high school. Having been taught by her father how to use weapons the girl knows how to defend herself. She is now entering her Senior year of High School and has very few friends, having lost her trust in people. But when one Mr. Sebastien Etienne Fortescue enters the picture, this all threatens to change.
my love is just waiting
THE ROLEPLAYER
to clothe you in crimson roses
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THE ROLEPLAYER
to clothe you in crimson roses
•••
ALIAS|| Wraith
AGE|| 19
CONTACT INFO|| Admin
HOW DID YOU FIND US|| Made the site
HERMIONE'S FEELING OUT|| admin edit
ANYTHING ELSE|| ---
RP SAMPLE||
Theadora left the crowded library with her books.She knew her destination to be the Group Commons. It might have been because almost no one was in there these days. With it being near the end of the year, most everyone was either hanging out with their own houses sporting their house pride. Or they were in the library studying. Some seventh years, unlike Dora DiNozzo, were hanging with their friends, enjoying the last days of seeing those friends on a regular basis. Dora thought for just a fleeting moment that she was headed to the room of house unity under some ill conceived notion that she was going to see her boyfriend there.
Oliver had been the only thing Dora could think about. She dreamed of him constantly. He held her close, whispered sweet words into her ear that no other man could say and mean with all of their heart. Theadora was proud to call herself Oliver Flamme's girlfriend. She loved the man with as much of her heart as she had. He owned her, no one would ever mean to her what he meant.
Dora opened the door to the Group Commons only to see a familiar head of black hair sitting with a girl. At first she wasn't concerned. But as the dark haired girl moved and kissed Oliver's throat Dora immediately hid behind a shelf of books that stuck out just enough to conceal her from view. Tears formed in the girl's eyes. She clapped her hand over her mouth to prevent being heard. She adored Oliver with all she had and here he was getting kissed by a girl. She didn't know what to do. Just as Dora thought she was calm enough, she removed her hand from her nose and mouth to breathe.
Perhaps it was Dora's confused brain, trying to make sense of the situation. She wanted to tell herself that it wasn't really Oliver. Maybe it was just someone who had the same hair style and color. But the few words she hear brought her back to tears. That was his voice. She'd heard it in her dreams, heard it every time she met up with her love. It was Oliver.
The girl was too hurt to hear Oliver deny the strange girl, just as she was calming herself enough to leave though she couldn't help but let out a hiccup from the lack of oxygen she was so vehemently refused by her own lungs. Her chest hurt, and not from the sharply contracting lungs placed there. Her heart felt like it was in two. Her hand went back over her mouth, hoping uselessly that she hadn't been heard. The girl still attempted to tell herself that it was a misunderstanding. Maybe it just looked like she kissed him.
Oliver had been the only thing Dora could think about. She dreamed of him constantly. He held her close, whispered sweet words into her ear that no other man could say and mean with all of their heart. Theadora was proud to call herself Oliver Flamme's girlfriend. She loved the man with as much of her heart as she had. He owned her, no one would ever mean to her what he meant.
Dora opened the door to the Group Commons only to see a familiar head of black hair sitting with a girl. At first she wasn't concerned. But as the dark haired girl moved and kissed Oliver's throat Dora immediately hid behind a shelf of books that stuck out just enough to conceal her from view. Tears formed in the girl's eyes. She clapped her hand over her mouth to prevent being heard. She adored Oliver with all she had and here he was getting kissed by a girl. She didn't know what to do. Just as Dora thought she was calm enough, she removed her hand from her nose and mouth to breathe.
Perhaps it was Dora's confused brain, trying to make sense of the situation. She wanted to tell herself that it wasn't really Oliver. Maybe it was just someone who had the same hair style and color. But the few words she hear brought her back to tears. That was his voice. She'd heard it in her dreams, heard it every time she met up with her love. It was Oliver.
The girl was too hurt to hear Oliver deny the strange girl, just as she was calming herself enough to leave though she couldn't help but let out a hiccup from the lack of oxygen she was so vehemently refused by her own lungs. Her chest hurt, and not from the sharply contracting lungs placed there. Her heart felt like it was in two. Her hand went back over her mouth, hoping uselessly that she hadn't been heard. The girl still attempted to tell herself that it was a misunderstanding. Maybe it just looked like she kissed him.
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