Post by prue on Jan 27, 2011 16:23:59 GMT -5
SOPHIA
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*Its a new dawn, its a new day, its a new life
*Name:[/u] Sophia Elizabeth Watson
*Nicknames:[/u] None
*Gender: Female
*Birthday: London, England
*Date of turn: 1807
*Age: She looks 43 but she is actually over 300 years old.
*Species: Nomad Vampire
*Sexuality: Heterosexual
*Ability: Molecular Combustion - is the power to speed up molecules to the point that they explode.
*Height: 5'7
*Hair: Her hair is just passed her shoulders and it is wavy. The colour is dark brown.
*Eyes: She once had striking blue eyes which she inherited from her lovely mother. Now she has the famous nomad blood red eyes.
*Tattoos/Scars: None
*General Appearance: he once had striking blue eyes which she inherited from her lovely mother. Now she has the famous nomad blood red eyes. But there is something behind her eyes that show wisdom and incredable control for what she is, something in her eyes show she is hiding something from her past. Her face is is quite striking as she has a defined jaw line. Often she will wear simple pencil skirts or dress trousers, its what she feels comfortable in and she has to blend in. he was rather slim during her childhood and during her teens as well. This once more remained until she started to age as she hit her mid 20's. But now she had developed a 'mushroom' stomach as it was called as she slowly aged. Prudence is 5'7 in height.
To fit in with the humans, she wear normally a black pair of trousers or a pencil skirt with a mixture of tops and jackets. Her hair can be either pinned back or left down. Sometimes it will be straight.
*Hair: Her hair is just passed her shoulders and it is wavy. The colour is dark brown.
*Eyes: She once had striking blue eyes which she inherited from her lovely mother. Now she has the famous nomad blood red eyes.
*Tattoos/Scars: None
*General Appearance: he once had striking blue eyes which she inherited from her lovely mother. Now she has the famous nomad blood red eyes. But there is something behind her eyes that show wisdom and incredable control for what she is, something in her eyes show she is hiding something from her past. Her face is is quite striking as she has a defined jaw line. Often she will wear simple pencil skirts or dress trousers, its what she feels comfortable in and she has to blend in. he was rather slim during her childhood and during her teens as well. This once more remained until she started to age as she hit her mid 20's. But now she had developed a 'mushroom' stomach as it was called as she slowly aged. Prudence is 5'7 in height.
To fit in with the humans, she wear normally a black pair of trousers or a pencil skirt with a mixture of tops and jackets. Her hair can be either pinned back or left down. Sometimes it will be straight.
*Likes:
-Peace
-Reading
-Physics
-Equations
-Vegetation Vampires
*Dislikes:
-The monster she is
-Her diet
-Betrayal
-Fighting
-Fire
-Volturi
*Strengths:
-Intelligence
-Her Composure
-Her Loyalty
-Her Compassion
*Weaknesses:
-Her guilt
-Blood lust
-Her thoughts
*Habits/Quirks:
-She taps her fingers when she is thinking
-Smiling most of the time
*Fears:
-Feeding on the blood of people who are not criminals
-Joining the Volturi
-Dying without fighting
-Living alone
*Secrets: The secrets is that she once turned someone for company only for them to join the Volturi.
*Overall Personality: Sophia can remain very composed in the direst situations, often then not she can see the good side of any situation and though she does not try to get involved in an argument, when she does, Sophia will try to keep her calm. After all she had come from a time in which she had been a very wealthy woman in which composure was essential.
-Intelligent
Being a vampire for over two hundred years, Sophia is bound to be intelligent, but when she was human this was the case as well as her father had wanted all of his children to have an education. Now in modern day, Sophia has continued this loved as she continues to read books from the past and some from the modern day to keep up with the moving times. Her Intelligence allows this to be strength of hers, she can blend in and analyse people and situations with a logical mind.
-Loyal
This is a vital strength to who Sophia is. She is loyal to her daughter and would stand by her side until she was thrown on the flames of a burning fire. Sophia is loyal as she sees that a person is nothing without friends or family, and to maintain this relationship, loyalty is a must.
-Temper
This is a weakness of Sophia, though she has amazing composure, when this is tested to the point in which she can't take much more then her temper will come through and its not a pretty site at all.
-Forgiving
This can be a plus or a fault and in the vampire world, Sophia considers this as a fault as she has been used to gain something. Even now she struggles to see the worst in some people.
-Emotional
Though she can't cry, this is a flaw in her personality. Sophia can be very emotional because she often thinks of the faint human memories she has and as a result it would seem that she has a permanent underlying sadness.
Sophia's attitude is mixed because of her upbringing but because she has also been influenced between school and her friends. It can be said that she has a dark side but there is something different to this, she has not quite decided what side she is on yet. Sophia is a confident woman and she has always been proud as she was raised to be and she often looked out for herself. She is quite complex as well as she likes to read, learning new topics and she really values knowledge in a person. Sophia does know that knowledge is not everything. Sophia has another side to her; it is her outgoing and adrenaline demanding side. She is not afraid of new experiences nor is afraid of taking risks. She believes that a person, who does not take risks, does not know what life is about.
However she is terribly loyal to the people she calls friends and can understand in certain situations. Sometimes she seems to be too stubborn or strong headed, which people sometimes don’t like about her, but that is a result of resent hard times but she does not try to change for anyone, she is who she is.
-Peace
-Reading
-Physics
-Equations
-Vegetation Vampires
*Dislikes:
-The monster she is
-Her diet
-Betrayal
-Fighting
-Fire
-Volturi
*Strengths:
-Intelligence
-Her Composure
-Her Loyalty
-Her Compassion
*Weaknesses:
-Her guilt
-Blood lust
-Her thoughts
*Habits/Quirks:
-She taps her fingers when she is thinking
-Smiling most of the time
*Fears:
-Feeding on the blood of people who are not criminals
-Joining the Volturi
-Dying without fighting
-Living alone
*Secrets: The secrets is that she once turned someone for company only for them to join the Volturi.
*Overall Personality: Sophia can remain very composed in the direst situations, often then not she can see the good side of any situation and though she does not try to get involved in an argument, when she does, Sophia will try to keep her calm. After all she had come from a time in which she had been a very wealthy woman in which composure was essential.
-Intelligent
Being a vampire for over two hundred years, Sophia is bound to be intelligent, but when she was human this was the case as well as her father had wanted all of his children to have an education. Now in modern day, Sophia has continued this loved as she continues to read books from the past and some from the modern day to keep up with the moving times. Her Intelligence allows this to be strength of hers, she can blend in and analyse people and situations with a logical mind.
-Loyal
This is a vital strength to who Sophia is. She is loyal to her daughter and would stand by her side until she was thrown on the flames of a burning fire. Sophia is loyal as she sees that a person is nothing without friends or family, and to maintain this relationship, loyalty is a must.
-Temper
This is a weakness of Sophia, though she has amazing composure, when this is tested to the point in which she can't take much more then her temper will come through and its not a pretty site at all.
-Forgiving
This can be a plus or a fault and in the vampire world, Sophia considers this as a fault as she has been used to gain something. Even now she struggles to see the worst in some people.
-Emotional
Though she can't cry, this is a flaw in her personality. Sophia can be very emotional because she often thinks of the faint human memories she has and as a result it would seem that she has a permanent underlying sadness.
Sophia's attitude is mixed because of her upbringing but because she has also been influenced between school and her friends. It can be said that she has a dark side but there is something different to this, she has not quite decided what side she is on yet. Sophia is a confident woman and she has always been proud as she was raised to be and she often looked out for herself. She is quite complex as well as she likes to read, learning new topics and she really values knowledge in a person. Sophia does know that knowledge is not everything. Sophia has another side to her; it is her outgoing and adrenaline demanding side. She is not afraid of new experiences nor is afraid of taking risks. She believes that a person, who does not take risks, does not know what life is about.
However she is terribly loyal to the people she calls friends and can understand in certain situations. Sometimes she seems to be too stubborn or strong headed, which people sometimes don’t like about her, but that is a result of resent hard times but she does not try to change for anyone, she is who she is.
*Birthplace: London, England
*Hometown: Forks, Washington
*Mother: Selene Watson
*Father: Edward Watson
*Siblings: N/A
*Significant Other: William Watson (Deceased)
*Children: Amelia (Watson) Lennox (Deceased)
*Other important people: Henry Lennox - Grandson (Deceased)
*Pets: None
*Overall History: Sophia Elizabeth Watson was born in the London, England to Edward and Selene Carrington on 2nd of May 1762. Sophia was born in the 18th Centaury where times were different and since she was born in the middle of the century and her family was rich, she had to be the perfect as any child did in any age. During her childhood seen a lot because this was a time where everything had changed. Sophia and her sister were given lessons on how to be a real lady and do everything high society required of them. These were long and often painful as she would be in a bodice for the majority of her time in the public eye. These lessons would involve being taught how to read and write, as well as how to talk proper English and read Latin. Sophia of course knew she was very privileged to have the chance to read and write, but she did not understand why she had to endure the pain required of wearing a bodice under her dress and having her hair pinned so tightly to her head when it was being styled.
In her teen years, Sophia was rebellious - basically not listening to anything her father would say and not being the young lady required her to be. This was because she hated what her father wanted her to do, the fact she would have to marry someone she did not love, it was politics and not for her own happiness. One day, she was out with her two best friends Leah and Daniel, the three of them were horse riding and it ended badly, her friends died, but she unknowingly saved herself from that accident. Not knowing what happened or how she survived. The day was any other day in which she was out in the local woods on her horse Dreamer, Daniel had challenged them to a race, he had taken off in front of them, Leah was not fair behind, Sophia was not confident in galloping so she stayed a distance behind them. Until she saw their horses rear up and she did not know why, but they were thrown from the horses and killed in front of her, they hit their heads on the rocks nearby. She had screamed for help, tears had been pouring down her face. The local victor had heard her shouts and came but it had been too late, her friends were dead. Sophia took it hard and did a huge turn around. She stopped staying out all night and she became the daughter her parents wanted. The rich child. This had changed her, in the way that she would stick to the rules and do as her parents asked of her.
At the age of twenty, she was betrothed to someone that she did not love, but this was an arranged marriage. And one that would bring two powerful families together, this was what her time was like, and it happened, it was a common thing between wealthy families. Sophia first met her betrothed when she had been playing the piano for her family, singing the simple tune she had been taught, when he entered the room. Sophia had finished playing and she looked up to find him smiling. He asked for her to walk with him in the gardens. Sophia and William talked while they were in the gardens, he spoke that this was not how he wanted to wed, but that it was a must for the families, he said that he wanted someone who he could trust and maybe grow to love. They both sat down at the fountain, in which William gave Sophia a beautiful ring, and everything was set since the wedding had already been planned by her mother and sister.
The wedding had been a grand affair, with King William the Third attending the wedding itself as her father was a trusted adviser to the King himself. With many people in attendance, it was described that Sophia looked breath-taking and very much the blushing bride she should be. Over time, Sophia became friends with William Watson who was twenty-nine. The man who she came to marry, but she never learnt to love him. It came to be more of a companionship. They had been best friends. Throughout their first year of marriage, Sophia fell pregnant and her husband was over the moon, he doted upon her every moment he was not working, and she enjoyed it when he read poetry to her in the gardens when it was a warm day. They lived at his manor situated in Yorkshire. Soon they had their first and only child was born. A girl named Amelia Rose Watson. This was not the outcome her husband or even their own family wanted. They had wanted a son to carry on the Watson family name, as her husband was an only child. Sophia loved her daughter as much as she did if she had been her son, and her husband would coo over the darling bundle. Amelia had been raised by Sophia with the help of a hired nanny, this was because Sophia would have to attend several functions with her husband and was forbidden to bring along her daughter to such events. As Amelia neared her first birthday, Sophia had fallen ill from being out in the pouring rain when the carriage broke. Thinking she would not see her daughter on her birthday in fear of making her ill, she had cried, but William had comforted her and promised to have a private party to make it seem as if she would not miss a thing.
At the age of thirty-two, she had suffered four miscarriages and the still birth of a son. Her mother had passed away the year before, once more of natural causes from what she had been told. Her husband was forty-one, Amelia was now thirteen years old and very much a growing beauty, though she was a slight rebel as Sophia had been growing up, but this was not as bad. They would often take picnics in the gardens and her husband would run after Amelia when they played hide and seek as Sophia sat on the blanket in amusement. It was not long after her thirty-third birthday when William took her out for a meal as the nanny looked after the children, this was the day when William said he had fallen very much in love with Sophia, and he did not regret a single day of their marriage. However Sophia could not say she loved him, no matter how much she wanted to, he was her best friend and she had very much wished she could be the wife he deserved so much.
Her history is one that is long and vast but seemly uncomplicated, but she had aged in times where life was much uncomplicated and her role in life was to bear her husband’s children and be a perfect mother. Prue was born on what she was sure was 1752 or was it 1762. She could not be sure of the true date; her human memories were pretty sketchy. One of the memories she did remember was that she was nineteen when she was married to a man ten years older than herself. The man named William Matthew Watson had become her best friend, but she just never fell in love with him like she should have. Prue had given him a daughter; Amelia Rose Watson, their only child and was she such a beauty in their eyes. Prue had two still born sons and several miscarriages, it was upsetting but her husband was not in need of a son, though he expressed his wish for his name to live on in some form, though she imagined this was not the way he had been thinking.
Her daughter even went on to become married to someone she loved and it made Sophia very happy to watch her husband give away their only daughter. It was a year later when she became a grandmother to her grandson. It was such a proud but sad moment because days later, her husband passed away of old age. It was the norm during those times. It was to be expected.
She was turned at the middle age of forty five, travelling on her own. The age in which she was turned was both a blessing and a curse after she was turned, the blessing being she had a family; a husband and a daughter, even a baby grandson. The curse was that she was turned at an older age than most vampires in her world, she was forced to live eternity out in a body that was aged. Prue had decided to look on the positive side, knowing that her family line lived on and it had not ended with her if she had died or changed at a youthful. It had been a very sad day when her daughter passed, she would often watch from a distance, watching her grandchildren grow up to marry and have children, then for them to have children. It made her dead heart swell. Even three hundred years later she was very maternal and very much a family woman. She still even wore her wedding rings and her left ring finger. That had never changed.
*Your Name: Rachel
*Age: Nineteen
*Experience: Six Years
*Who Do You Play: None
*How Do We Contact You: PM
*How Did You Find Us: Advert
*did You Read The Rules: favorite soda - lemonade
*Role Play Sample:
This vampire was very much a nomad vampire, though she was the good sort. Her full name was Sophia Elizabeth Watson; a vampire aged three hundred and fifty two and turned at the middle age of forty five, travelling on her own. The age in which she was turned was both a blessing and a curse after she was turned, the blessing being she had a family; a husband and a daughter, even a baby grandson. The curse was that she was turned at an older age than most vampires in her world, she was forced to live eternity out in a body that was aged. Sophia had decided to look on the positive side, knowing that her family line lived on and it had not ended with her if she had died or changed at a youthful. It had been a very sad day when her daughter passed, she would often watch from a distance, watching her grandchildren grow up to marry and have children, then for them to have children. It made her dead heart swell. Even three hundred years later she was very maternal and very much a family woman. She still even wore her wedding rings and her left ring finger. That had never changed.
Her history is one that is long and vast but seemly uncomplicated, but she had aged in times where life was much uncomplicated and her role in life was to bear her husband’s children and be a perfect mother. Sophia was born on what she was sure was 1752 or was it 1762. She could not be sure of the true date; her human memories were pretty sketchy. One of the memories she did remember was that she was nineteen when she was married to a man ten years older than herself. The man named William Matthew Watson had become her best friend, but she just never fell in love with him like she should have. Sophia had given him a daughter; Amelia Rose Watson, their only child and was she such a beauty in their eyes. Sophia had two still born sons and several miscarriages, it was upsetting but her husband was not in need of a son, though he expressed his wish for his name to live on in some form, though she imagined this was not the way he had been thinking.
At this moment in time Sophia was caught up in her own thoughts staring ahead never blinking. Her current location was in the middle of Forks forest sat in a tree on a low branch. If only a vampire could sleep, she would enjoy the dreams. Sophia did miss the sleep and the ability to be able to dream and forget the rest of the world as she drifted to another world. Coming slowly out of her trance, she looked around as the darkness in the sky faded to welcome another new day. She was seeing a brand new day start and a new chance to watch the sunrise she loved both as an immortal being and when she had been human. The sunrise was a beautiful thing to see. Every morning Sophia would find a place to watch such an event, even if she was running between places. Today she was sat on a tree branch; this was her chosen spot to watch such a natural beauty. The sun had raised now, the clouds soon covering it up the early sun, and the sparkle upon her skin was minimal. Sophia was dressed in another simple outfit; it consisted of a pair of jeans, a dark blue top completed with a dress black jacket and black stylish heels. Silently she stood up and started to walk at human pace, it was if she was walking through a dream, she could see every single little thing through her crimson eyes, smell the scent of the forest.
Sophia was on the move from town to town just looking for somewhere to lay tracks for a short while. She did hunt humans, but not all nomad vampires were evil, Sophia had a sense of comfort knowing she only hunted worthless human beings who did not deserve to live in this world. She hunted mostly criminals; their blood was not the best in the world however they provided the substance she needed to maintain her control over her hunger. It had taken so long not to want to kill everything that had a beating heart and blood running through its veins. At this current moment in time, her eyes were a very bright crimson colour and stood out greatly against her pale complexion. Sophia had hunted only the night before in a large city and kill two people who were beating a poor teenager, but she made sure was discreet, after all she did not want to draw attention to herself and have the Volturi on her back. It could be said that she had a very nasty streak to her, in which she would play with her food and let them run thinking they would get away. But of course they never got away from her; she always won. As she walked a snail of a human pace, something caught her attention. A scent and a sound; Sophia was suddenly very alert and alarmed.
Her history is one that is long and vast but seemly uncomplicated, but she had aged in times where life was much uncomplicated and her role in life was to bear her husband’s children and be a perfect mother. Sophia was born on what she was sure was 1752 or was it 1762. She could not be sure of the true date; her human memories were pretty sketchy. One of the memories she did remember was that she was nineteen when she was married to a man ten years older than herself. The man named William Matthew Watson had become her best friend, but she just never fell in love with him like she should have. Sophia had given him a daughter; Amelia Rose Watson, their only child and was she such a beauty in their eyes. Sophia had two still born sons and several miscarriages, it was upsetting but her husband was not in need of a son, though he expressed his wish for his name to live on in some form, though she imagined this was not the way he had been thinking.
At this moment in time Sophia was caught up in her own thoughts staring ahead never blinking. Her current location was in the middle of Forks forest sat in a tree on a low branch. If only a vampire could sleep, she would enjoy the dreams. Sophia did miss the sleep and the ability to be able to dream and forget the rest of the world as she drifted to another world. Coming slowly out of her trance, she looked around as the darkness in the sky faded to welcome another new day. She was seeing a brand new day start and a new chance to watch the sunrise she loved both as an immortal being and when she had been human. The sunrise was a beautiful thing to see. Every morning Sophia would find a place to watch such an event, even if she was running between places. Today she was sat on a tree branch; this was her chosen spot to watch such a natural beauty. The sun had raised now, the clouds soon covering it up the early sun, and the sparkle upon her skin was minimal. Sophia was dressed in another simple outfit; it consisted of a pair of jeans, a dark blue top completed with a dress black jacket and black stylish heels. Silently she stood up and started to walk at human pace, it was if she was walking through a dream, she could see every single little thing through her crimson eyes, smell the scent of the forest.
Sophia was on the move from town to town just looking for somewhere to lay tracks for a short while. She did hunt humans, but not all nomad vampires were evil, Sophia had a sense of comfort knowing she only hunted worthless human beings who did not deserve to live in this world. She hunted mostly criminals; their blood was not the best in the world however they provided the substance she needed to maintain her control over her hunger. It had taken so long not to want to kill everything that had a beating heart and blood running through its veins. At this current moment in time, her eyes were a very bright crimson colour and stood out greatly against her pale complexion. Sophia had hunted only the night before in a large city and kill two people who were beating a poor teenager, but she made sure was discreet, after all she did not want to draw attention to herself and have the Volturi on her back. It could be said that she had a very nasty streak to her, in which she would play with her food and let them run thinking they would get away. But of course they never got away from her; she always won. As she walked a snail of a human pace, something caught her attention. A scent and a sound; Sophia was suddenly very alert and alarmed.
Made by Aisilyn Of Caution. If you steal this and remove this tag I will hunt you down and kill you with my spork of doom before making lunch meat from your body and selling it for a profit. Lyrics used is from the song Until Tomorrow by my favorite band Paramore.
