The Scribe Virgin

NAME: Analisse
GOES BY: The Scribe Virgin
OTHER NICKNAMES: Scribe, SV
GENDER: Female
AGE:Centuries
BIRTHDAY: Celebrates on December 25th
ETHNICITY:Vampire Deity
CANON OR ORIGINAL CHARACTER Canon

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
STATUS: Single
OCCUPATION: counselor to the king, keeper of the vampire archives, and dispenser of privileges
LIVING SITUATION: The Fade, Her palace has  a courtyard of Italianate architecture, though everything is white: the marble fountain, the marble columns, the marble floor, the white trees that almost had a glow in them.

PLAY BY: Rosie Huntington-Whiteley
HAIR: Dirty Blonde/Brown, usually held up in a bun at the back of her neck, under her hood
EYES: Grey-Blue
HEIGHT: 5'8
WEIGHT: Physically Weightless
USUAL ENSEMBLE: Usually is found wearing black silk that was completely draped around her from top of the head to toes, and glides through still air, not walk on ground.
OVERALL APPEARANCE:
If you smell a strange scent of lilacs from nowhere, be on your best behavior. For the Scribe Virgin is in your presence. Her face is mostly covered unless of the upmost important of times and below is all covered too. Her body has only been seen by one man and will stay that way.

LIKES:
♦ Song Birds
♦ Flowers (Roses and Lilacs)
♦ Water (Fountains)
♦ Satins and Silks
♦ Being Motherly
DISLIKES:
♦ Violence
♦ Being Ofended
♦ Pain of her Children (Both her own and the race)
STRENGTHS:
♦ Motherly
♦ Protective
♦ Kindhearted
♦ Respectful
WEAKNESSES:
♦ Superfluous
♦ Slightly Fictious
♦ Demands a Sacrifice
WANTS:
♦ See her children succeed
♦ Have more Song Birds
FEARS:
♦ Losing all her Power
♦ Death
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Although rather kind, Analisse is very reserved and can seem rather selfcentered. She is a deity after all. She finds joy in her song birds and is often found with them to ease her worry. Being the deity, she requests only the upmost respect and best from her children. If met outside her duties she's well respectful and proper, holding herself high. Although recently, her personality has been more so reserved, and her power diminishing.

FAMILY:
Older Sister of The Omega
"Mate" of Bloodletter(deceased)
Birth Mother of Vishous
Birth Mother of Payne
Creator of the Vampire Race
PETS:
Rose The Song Bird (replaced after sacrificed for Cormia)
HISTORY:
Not much is known about The Scribe Virgin other than she was given the power of creation-from her father-and created the Vampire race with it. She lives in her palace in The Fade and doesn't like to stray much from it, although she attends every mating ceremony for her children.
Wanting to have her own bloodline, she made a deal with Bloodletter and mothered two children by him. Her promise would be that she would not be in their lives for 300 years. And her son would be hers again after that time was up. Since she broke her divine purpose, her children were forced to suffer.
When her son, Vishous's mate started to die, Analisse sacrificed the only thing that made her happy, to bring her son's mate back to life. Her daughter on the other hand, was not as favored by The Scribe Virgin.

YOUR NAME: RileyCasper
AGE: Twenty-Four
EXPERIENCE: Multiple Years
OTHER CHARACTERS: None Yet
RP SAMPLE
It had been a long day so far, after the Wraith meeting which the lovely silvered hair girl had to be a part of. Earlier she had planned to just spend time at home then she was told to come to the so called assembly, mostly because her and her fighter where one of the elites of the alliance and happened to have to be the current leaders. To her, it seemed funny to put a couple early-aged teens in the spot of leadership. They were immature and not very knowledgeable. With that being said though, Etoile did like to lead, just not in the fashion she was pushed into. She is openly against Wraith, but only a part of the alliance for her fighter.

After the assembly had taken place, she and Twitch had taken separate ways to meet in the same spot. It wasn't safe for them to travel together, nor was it safe for two leaders to travel together. Etoile unfortunately had to work, while Twitch simply just came to keep the lady company. Although today's company was special. It was the day Etoile learned she had a better purpose than being beaten and abused by her father.

In the back room, she pulled her work shirt on over her head. Pulling a brush from her purse she started to brush her silver strands, taking care to cause the waves to go over her tiny silver ears. They always seemed to bother Twitch, as well as the owner of them herself. She never liked the fact her father had cut her fluffy matching tail from her body. So she always tried to hide them either with a hat or, when at work, in her hair. She glanced at her wrist, where the letters were etched into her skin. WIRED. She always wondered what it meant when it started forming. Now completely apparent. It was her purpose.

She unwrapped the wires around her iPod and placed one in her ear, then stuck the iPod into her pants pocket. Back to the job she enjoyed most, sitting around the shop and answering any questions that customers posed. She eyed the door waiting for her partner to show.

Since that day six months ago, Etoile had never been in a words battle, yet she eagerly awaited the day until she encountered her first. She often wondered if her Twitch had ever been in one itself. "CONTACT!" The door flung open with a violent gust. "Why do you always have to make an entrance?" Chuckling lightly, she motioned for Twitch to come sit in the relaxing chairs next to the computers that made a light hum. She fluffed her hair as she sat, legs crossed at the calf. She wondered what the mastermind genius had to talk about today.