Post by ELIZABETH AMELIA CLARKE. on May 29, 2010 18:53:03 GMT
elizabeth amelia clarke , -------------
----- TWO HUNDRED AND TWELVE / TWENTY , VAMPIRE , MAFIA COUNCIL , COLD.
“ EVERYTHING LOOKS BETTER WHEN THE SUN GOES DOWN, I HAD EVERYTHING,
OPPORTUNITIES FOR ETERNITY AND I COULD BELONG TO THE NIGHT ------------ ”
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content’s of elizabeth’s bag.
purse, blackberry, ray ban aviators, watch, headphones, ipod touch, hand sanitizer, loose change, keys, comb, grey cardigan, black umbrella, rosary beads previously belonging to her mother, notebook, harry potter and the deathly hallows.
texts from elizabeth’s phone.
“have you seen the news? the police are still searching for jaimeson. updates?” received from aleks.
“relax. no one suspects anything. they’re still treating her as a missing person. even when they realise she’s dead, what are they going to do? i didn’t leave a trace. i’m not stupid.” sent to aleks.
“el, get down here. that schoolgirl? i can’t look after her on my own. i’ll kill her. again.” sent to elodie.
“i don’t want to babysit her anymore than you do, irritating little brat.” received from elodie.
“i’m actually going to kill you, you little fuck. just wait.” sent to jaimeson.
elizabeth’s version of her past.
“ i came from a normal family in london. me, mum and dad. this is two hundred and twelve years ago. my mum had miscarriages – common in those times – and i was the only child. my parents doted on me, as you would except with my being an only child. i was a good girl, well behaved, helping my mother around the house. then in 1798, i went out to buy some things for my mum, and i was taken by a man, who dragged me into an alley, beat me up and bit me, then left me. i thought i was going to die. luckily, unluckly, depending on the way you look at it, it turns out he was a vampire. i didn’t know it at the time, i just dragged myself to the nearest house, belonging to a vampire, who recognised what was happening immediately and put me in a coffin. i didn’t have the energy to struggle. i thought i was going to die anyway, this would just speed it along. but to my shock, i woke up the next day, quite alive and well. at least, i thought i was alive. but the man soon explained to me what had happened, and that night, i ran away. i had to, my parents had began to look for me, i couldn’t let them find out. they were devastated; i kept checking up on them. they didn’t ever really move on. i came to london once myself after my turning; to find the vampire who turned me. i dealt with him accordingly and left again. eventually, i moved back to london. after my parents died, after everyone i had ever known had died. it was the easiest way; i was long forgotten, a strange face. no one knew me and that was how it was meant to be. ”
“ eventually, i found aleks. he shared the same ideas as me; humans were worthless, below us. we joined together, along with a few others, and formed the mafia. i’m still a member now – a council member at that. support is gathering, we will succeed. ”
elizabeth’s power.
“ my power is perfect for my place in the mafia. if i want to, i can create pain in a person, screaming agony. not the illusion of pain – actual pain. like being stabbed with hot knives, complete with an ache that will stay with you for a long enough while. i have to concentrate entirely on you, but i’m not easily distracted so that isn’t a problem. when i first started to develop my power, i couldn’t control it and i kept sending weaker pain to everyone around me, but over the last few decades i’ve found a few targets to work on and i’ve learnt how to control it, and how to increase or decrease the pain. a useful power, if i do say so myself. ”
HI, MY NAME IS AMY. I'M SIXTEEN YEARS OLD AND I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR THREE YEARS. YOU CAN REACH ME THROUGH PM/CBOX/MSN AND I ALSO PLAY JESSICA CARTWRIGHT. I'D JUST LIKE TO SAY BAZINGA.
MADE BY LILLY CAN'T BE TAMED OF CAUTION 2.0.
