-Vampire-
---General Information---
-Full Name: Jacalyn Garcia
-Nicknames/Aliases: Jac
-Actual Age: About..200
-Physical Age: 19
---The Specifics---
-Appearance:
Jacalyn is rather pale, and has semi-long brown hair, that reaches just past her shoulder. She is 5"6 and has red eyes. She prefers to have her hair in a ponytail
-Preferred Wardrobe:
She prefers to wear light colors like white, though occasionally mixed with red. She wears a white shirt, and jeans, along with regular red shoes. She prefers to wear either a red ponytail holder or, red headband to keep her hair out of her face.
-Personality:
Jacalyn's really quiet, even if the person she is talking to is her friend. Even though she is quiet, she is nowhere near shy, and actually acts really tough.
-Likes:
Blood, other vampires.
-Dislikes:
Not much, though she doesn't particularly like werewolves.
-Hobbies:
Jacalyn likes hunting humans, and fighting with werewolves.
-Fears and Goals:
She fears demons, and she fears dying because she knows she might have to go to hell. Her goals are to exterminate all werewolves, and eliminate all threats to her existance.
-Special Characteristics/Skills: She's telekinetic.
---Character/Roleplayer's Bio---
-History:
Jacalyn was 19, engaged, and happy with her life. She dreamed of marrying a nice man, having nice children, and dying happily. On the night of her wedding, her husband and her went for a late night walk. An unknown male vampire jumped in front of them, he broke the husband's neck instantly killing him. He then bit Jacalyn, leaving her in excrutiating pain. Some passerby walked by, noticing the grim scene, and promptly went for help. When they came back, Jacalyn was gone and so was all the blood from her husband's body. She quickly developed a fear of dying, especially after learning there are only two known ways for a vampire to die. She has traveled from France to several other European places, as well as the Americas. She used to wonder around a lot, but has decided to stay in one place.
-Roleplay Sample:
Jacalyn walked beside her new husband, head resting lightly on his shoulder. The moonlight reflecting off the flowers was so beautiful, the night had gone so right...
"Je t'aime, Jacalyn." Her husband said, kissing her forehead.
Suddenly, a figure jumped in from of them, grinning evilly. He didn't look human, he was so pale...and his eyes! They were blood red, and piercing.
"Allez-vous à notre vue! Be gone from our sight!" Her husband cried, pushing Jacalyn back. The man grabbed her husband, quickly twisting his neck. Jacalyn stood frozen, to frightened to move, she couldn't do or say anything. The man moved slowly towards her, putting a finger under her chin. He lifted her chin up, and for a second their eyes connected, and then...
Jacalyn let out a terrible scream, as the sharp teeth pierced her neck. She tried to squirm from his grip, but failed. All at once, she was on the ground, crying and there were people...crowding around her, worried looks on their faces.
((Though that is rather long...I work with what I get!))
