Post by marcella on Jun 14, 2009 22:10:30 GMT -7
†Marcella-Kay-Jackson†
†Kay†
[/center]†General Information†
Full Name: Marcella Kay Jackson
Nicknames: Kay; however if you call her this and you arent buds with her, expect to get shot. from anyone she expects to be called miss
Gender: female
Age: 86
Age they appear: 21
Race: vampire
Orentation: straight
Health Problems: other than the allgery to the sun then none
†Personality†
Basic Personality:
Growing up Marcella wasnt quite your average child. She was the one who killed insects and spiders and baby animals. No little creature would survive as long as it was in her grasp. When she would hunt it would obviously be other children that were her size. She would kill them slowly and giggle at them as she watched them fight for their life. Her parents were much more gentle vampires. They were kinder, not so harsh. But because of her respect for them not once did she lash out at them. Trust for her is something that just doesnt happen. She is quite the violent girl, however mind games is what she rather play. But now and then she doesnt mind watching another person struggle to take there last breath. Some would say she doesnt have a heart because along with her vishous personality comes little emotion. However you can never truly tell if her emotions that she shows are true or not, this is due to the mind games she enjoys so much.
She doesnt have much patients for people who aviod her. She will only track them harder and faster so its just easier to give up and give in. Patients for people who beat around the bush is another thing she doesnt have. It will only make her kill you faster rather than letting you go.
If you have her trust you have a friend for life unless you lie to her. Expect to end up dead then. As far as children go they are neutral to her. They are unknowning and helpless, she wont harm a child. As far as strangers or just people she knows, if they come in her space you will usually get one warning before getting knifed, bitten, or shot. Shes not a tolerate woman and doesnt take bullshit. She has no time for love, and love she is assumes wont find her either. However if you can survive her, gain her trust she might be open to it.
Likes:
†watching others die
†exoctic pets
†messing with peoples minds
†partying
†killing
†fast cars
†money
Hates:
†people who beat around the bush
†sweet innocent people
†country music
†the normal pets
†the sun light
†being annoyed
†helpless people
Talents:
†cooking
†tracking people down extremely fast
†torturing people
†extremely smart/master mind
†throughly thinks things
†has increadable speed
†keeps secrets but only when that person can be trusted with her own secrets, if you make it far enough for her to share them with you
Habits:
†constantly looks over shoulder to see if shes being followed
†sighs when is put out with someone
†toys with minds
†work of martial art moves for the hell of it
†sings nursery rhymes that end up in death
†Appearance:†
Skin Color: tan
Hair Color: black
Eye Color: they are a grey and blue mix
Build: slim but still has curves
Piercing/Scars/Tattoos: a star behind her right ear
Choice of Clothing: she has a variety of dress. However you will always see her dripping in diamonds. She will put on jeans and a shirt to dress clothes it just depends on her day. She has been known to whear tight lether suits on her killing days.
Other: height 5'7 weight 125lbs
†History:†
History: In all honesty she doesnt have much of a history. Well that people know of, you see she is quite secreative. Nobody knows much about her unless your dead. She was born as a vampire her parents were Luke and Anna Jackson. They were killed due to a run in with the wrong crowd. However that crowd was looking for Marcella. She had killed one of their members and escaped with his death. After they killed her mom she killed them one by one picking them off over the years, each one she would make suffer more and more. Each one she kills she sings a lulabuy to them, however she always twists it and makes it sound bone chilling. But this was to get revenge for her mother. She didnt care much for her father and nobody seems to know why.
As she was growing up she learned that her parents were the only kind hearted vampires in her well known family. People now uh days think that her family are gone, that not one of them survived. However she has a few male cousin on the other side of the world. She however is the last one here in these parts. This is where her family started, people shutter at the Jackson name, no one has forgotten the demonic vampire family she comes from. She never truly understood why they were the way they were but she however followed the family lines in the killing sprees. Her grandfather and his father before him were both mob bosses and cold hearted killers. She learned from her grandmother how to hide her emotions and keep in the shadows and move silently. From her other grandmother she learned how to speak to the men of the mob and be respectfull to them. She also learned a from her grandfathers how to fight with and with out weapons. All in all she is a very well trained girl. She has finally set out in search of a mob to call family and home.
Mother/Father: mother- anna jackson-dead
father- luke jackson-dead
Siblings: n/a
Offspring: n/a
Other: n/a
†RP example:†
*from another site*
Jocelyns day started off with the small but mighty bark of Ace. He was her tinest possesion. Today she had decided to go for a ride. It was her day off, no fashion shoots, no cat walks, no anything. It was nice once and a while to have a break. Soon she would be traveling to Eruope to attend a fashion show for a week. She hated leaving the ranch but she trusted the people that worked for her. She walked out on to the balcony to check the heat of the day. Yep it would be a hot day, with a stretch she moved onto the bathroom to shower and then put cut off shorts on and a swim suit top and then of course her boots.
She walked through her cozy mansion to the back doors where her atv was. As she climbed abord it Ace was there barking. Laughing she picked him up and set him infront of her to where he wouldnt fall off. They made there way on a trail till they came to the stables. Murdock was already out here waiting on them. The overly large putbull darted to Jocelyn and demanded attention. Happily she petted him and continued on her way to Nero. The stabble hands had already gotten him out and saddled him up for her. She put sun screan on before she mounted him.
The stable hand chuckled as he handed her Ace. She thanked him for his help and then was on her way. Running was something that her and Nero loved but was inpossible when Ace was abord. They could get in a canter if they were lucky. They continued out of Jocelyns property and into the Silver Valley. They were at a nice and easy canter when all of a sudden Murdock bolted. Jocelyn brought Nero to a stop before she realized what Murdock was after. Men by the creek. Quickly she whisled for him. It stopped him dead in his tracks. "Murdock come!" she yelled at him. Impationtely Nero stamped his hooves. Unwillingly Murdock came back. "You know better than that." She said as she watched him go into the river beside her. "Sorry!" she called to the men over by the tree. She then allowed Nero to go into the water, it splashed all over him and barely got her wet. His height was amazing, and perfect for his breed. She didnt bother the ranchers that were under the shade tree. They looked like they had had a hard enough day. Besides that it was hard for her to approach anyone, and they probably already knew her. She was however the talk of the town. Mustang was such a small town, the people of it always looked down on the outsiders that came here. Jocelyn was not only a outsider but a celeberty.
†Let's talk about you:†
Name:lets stick with Marcella
Other Characters: n/a
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