Post by Ariel Aurora Porter on Oct 1, 2013 5:51:01 GMT
ariel aurora porter. threehundredsixtytwo. bisexual. vampire. Rose MacGowan.
 | S T R E N G T H S +Coercion via touch. - Ariel can manipulate the minds of others via touch. She can evoke pain in others. +Manipulation - She's very good at manipulating others. She's had centuries to master it and is excellent at others. +Intelligent - She's smart, very smart. She has had centuries to study and learn from her three hundred and sixty two years. +Graceful - She's had centuries of practicing her dancing. She's prima ballerina quality as she has had time to practice where most people have only a short amount of time to be a dancer. +Wealthy - She's got money, its kept her safe for centuries and allows her to blend in relatively unnoticed. Money talks. W E A K N E S S E S +Sunlight - Like all vampires sunlight will burn her and kill her if she comes into contact with it. She avoids it at all costs. +Her Sire - He made her what she is and she adores him. She would go through hell if he asked her to. If something were to happen to him she would go completely insane. +Wood, holy water, stake through the heart - The usual things that kill a vampire. +She's insane - She's not got a full deck and it was doubtful she ever really had one considering she betrayed her family for her own life. She may have kept up the fasade of being normal but it was all a big joke that her sire showed her. That was why she is so off the rails now. She has no reason not to do what she wants. +Impulsive - She can't control her urges and impulses due to her insanity. She's on a short leash. L I K E S +Her sire - She is madly (Literally!) in love with him. +Pain - It flips her switch to give as well as receive. +Blood - Its the coin of the realm baby! +Breaking people - Humans are toys to be used and discarded and she does so quite often. +Killing Slayers - It flips her switch to kill a slayer. Its the cherry on her blood sundae. D I S L I K E S +Slayers - They are out to get her so its justified. +Anyone who hurts her sire - You're dead if you do it, just sayin'. +Being punished - She is a brat princess so when she gets put in time out it makes her pout and break things, and people. +People she can't manipulate - They are no fun. +Goodie two shoes - They remind her of what she was and she hates them for it. They have to die. They can't exist and show her she made the wrong choice can they? Of course not! H I S T O R Y Ariel had a quiet life in the 17th century. Hailing from a small Irish village in Galloway, she had the fortune of marrying into one of the weathier families she had no idea that the day she died would be one of the days that she truely started living. When her sire made his way to her wedding chamber she was horrified but soon transfixed by the vampire who offered her so much if she accepted him. Fearing death she agreed and allowed him to turn her. After taking him to her bed, she agreed to feed on the wedding guests that had stayed over. The freedom that being a vampire gave her was too irresistible to ignore. No more would weak people control her. From now on she would serve her sire in whatever way he desired and he made certain she was trained in every way possible. The suffering she endured at his hands broke her and molded her into the perfect killing machine she is today. She became especially adept at torturing others and making them feel what she herself has undergone. This twisted form of empathy has served her well and has broken many people over the centuries. In a weird way it comforts her to know that the things she underwent break others because it proves that her pain is real and justifiable. It proves that her trial by fire is real and that she has a legitimate reason to do the twisted things she does. In her saner moments she breaks her toys because she realizes that inflicting harm on others just makes it worse for her because she can see the torment they go through. Her deep seeded guilt has turned into a twisted rollercoaster of bile that she chokes on regularly. Her sire of course reminds her of the things she's done when she starts to feel remorseful so any attempt at redemption is doomed to fail. He has made her so codependent on him she barely functions without his direction on at least a minimal level. She needs his approval and will crawl on broken glass to get it. She manages a venire of sanity in town because it helps her attract food. She hopes one day to make her sire proud of her so he will grant her some sort of sanity and a bit more freedom. ___________________________________________ She stepped away from the truck as she undid the parking break and shoved it into the lake. The inhabitants of the truck had died a grusome death that looked like they had gotten a bit too carried away with each other. It had been easy to get into their minds and twist a normal teenage sex romp into something far darker and sinister. They hadn't even objected when she climbed in with them and fed. She'd had them scar themselves so no one would recognize the vampire bites. They would think it was a suicide pact on the part of two teens who couldn't live without each other. A very kinky and weird suicide pact but hey variety was the spice of life. Hearing the car sink into the water she smiled. The male had started to wake up from the water hitting him but was too weak to crawl out of the truck. She burned into his mind the last dying gasp as his lover died in front of him, begging him to save her as Ariel tortured them both. The moises they had made wouldn't alert anyone. The most had been two cops thinking there was a bit of partying going on. Passing said officers she smiled, her shoes were in her hands and her hair was disheveled as she moved seductively in her little black dress looking like a hot mess. She smiled as she picked up on their arousal and moved towards them. The officers would be dead soon too. Their bodies would be found elsewhere. She did have others to think of besides herself. She was a giver that way. Feeding others. It almost made her cry to think how generous she was. Her sire would be happy. That was what mattered. merry. 41. 22 years. |
