Post by nancy moon on Jan 20, 2008 11:54:47 GMT -5
Nancy
Behind the character
Alias:Celia
Age: 15
RP experience: around two
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Where did you hear about us?: friends
RP sample:
Dannie had just finished unpacking, and her new dorm room was boring the hell out of her. she’d never been to a boarding school befog, so she was use to her big room with a big bed, her bight pink wall that were covered in writing. Over the years she started it then her friends added more, and she had random signed things on her wall to from the people she’d worked with. Out of every thing she missed her piano, her guitar and her music. Normally she could just play for ages and not bother any one, but now she shared a tiny dorm which one, wouldn’t hold a grand piano, and if it could playing it would annoy the person she shared her room with.
Now she was just wondering round the horrid school she’d been dragged, kicking and screaming, to. She already hated it, but her parents were unsympathetic, they didn’t really care, they didn’t need to. They were half way around the world meeting Dannie’s idols, and friends, apparently she was too young to come, she had to finish school, but why she was just going to follow in her father’s foot steps and be a producer. She had been a producer from a toddler, but now she looked older and his clients took and interest in her, her father decided to send her way and lock her up.
Know she was wondering to find some sort of musical instrument so she could play and get some anger out of herself. Now her parents weren’t taking her phone calls so she couldn’t just shout at them. She walked past a closed door, but the sign said it was the auditorium. She pushed open the door and looked around the big room lined with seats, then the piano up on the stage took her attention. It was just what she’d been looking for. She walked to the front of the room then up on the stage. She walked along the stage to the piano on the other sid. The sound of her heels hitting the wood echoed around the hall. She sat down and put her delicate fingers on her keys. She started to play scales then she dropped her hands and sighed thinking of what to play. She though for a while then Kill The Messenger by Jack's Mannequin came to her head. She knew it with out sheet music. She placed her fingers back on the keys and started to play and hum alone until it got to the chorus were she started to sing in her so called angelic voice, that’s what her dad use to call it.
“Kill the messenger
I swear it's not me
It's just someone I used to know
And get to church cause you're a good girl
And he never told you that
And all I need from you
Could be the thing that
Leaves us both up here forever
I'm gonna send a little rain your way
I'm gonna send a little rain...”
The basics
Character Full name:Nancy Angela Moon
Age: turned at 19 is 115
Gender: Female
Orientation: bisexual but leans more to guys
Human or vampire: Vampire
School & sport or club (if human):------
Grade (if human):-------
Digging deeper
Personality:Nancy is a very sweet, smart and happy girl when she’s around the right sort of person. She hates dumb people who tell pointless long stories. Especially when she’s only known them for a while. She normally just stares around the room looking for an escape and responding with ‘yer, sure’ or ‘yep great’ people can see her as rude or a bitch, she’s just got a short attention span.
She spends a lot of her time in clubs and bars drinking and finding humans who don’t mind sparing a bit of blood. She refuses to drink animal blood and she can make her self sick and weak, by not eating for a long time, but she remains stubborn, and normally finds some one willing to do anything for a pretty girl.
She’s very flirty and it doesn’t just stop with guys. She’ll flirt with any one. Some call her a slut, she’s really not. If she finds some one she really likes then she sticks with them, and if she was that close to them then they would know how her flirty- ness is just a part of her personality she doesn’t mean any thing about it. People very often call her a tease and she will flirt, and then just leave. Nancy is a girl who likes to play games and use riddles. She likes people who go along with her riddles and games; she has respect and shows her that they have brains.
Most humans annoy her as there cocky and think there perfect. She knows differently. She has an open mid toward people, but in her experience most humans are stupid. She likes bitchy girls, well watching them as they are involved in there drama. Shes seen hoe petty they are and like to add fuel to the fire. She’s a bit twisted that way as she likes to see drama. She find is comical.
She’s afraid of feeling human emotion as she thinks people will see her as weak. Nancy is really a romantic at heart. She likes to feel loved and likes to love. She likes it when I guy buys her presents and comes to see her. She likes watching the sun rise and set, and doing romantic things. At the moment she doesn’t feel love just people who lust for her.
Likes:
- Drinking
- Human blood
- Sun sets
- Sun rises
- Dancing
- Flirting
- Stars
- Bitchy girls- they make her laugh
- Adventures
- Men
Dislikes:
- Boring people
- Sun
- most Humans
- Humans telling her what to do
- Cats
- Running
- people what think there perfect
- little kids
- drugs
- depressed people
Fears:
- dieing again
- being hurt
- killing some one
- dieing and having no one that loves her
- feeling human emotions
Flaws:
- Blunt
- Flirty
- Can come across as un-caring
- Doesn't show how smart she is
- Refuses to drink animal blood
It's all in the past
Personal history:Nancy was born In America in 1893. She was brought up in an upper class family. She had nice clothes I nice house and every thing she wanted was given to her on a silver platter. She was one of the eldest children to Elisabeth and Charles Monty and was the prettiest. Most girls would like this complement, but to her this meant that she was one to the girls her parents would try and marry into better money. Many men were interested in Nancy from she was a young teenager. She detested her parent for searching for a husband for her. Her sisters didn’t like her because her parents gave her more attention. She tried to explain she didn’t want any of what she had, but it made her sisters angrier. They said she was ungrateful and should be happy that she would marry a nice man with money. She didn’t want any of that she wanted love.
When she was fifteen her parents told her she was going to marry Mr Moon. He was twenty, and very good looking, but Nancy didn’t care about what her sisters cared about, and she didn’t want to be married to some one called Mr. Moon and she didn’t want to be Mrs Moon. It sounded silly and she’d only met the man once or twice. She spent more time with Noah before the wedding. (Noah way Mr. Moon) He was a real gentleman and gave Nancy gifts each time they met. From flowers to jewellery it always a nice surprise.
She was sixteen when she got married and on her wedding day she looked amazing, or so she was told. Noah was really nice, she just didn’t love him. She didn’t want to marry him. Her parents practically dragged her down to the alter kicking and screaming. She was married and became Mrs Moon. She moved out her house and very rarely saw her parents or any one else for that matter. She didn’t work she just stayed at home and occasionally attended social meetings. She felt like a prisoner. Noah had changed after the wedding. He wanted a pretty trophy bride. He didn’t care I she could put a proper sentence together or write a sentence. Or even if she was happy.
At one social engagement she went to she met a man called Mr Gray. He wouldn’t tell Nancy his real name. She spent nearly the whole time she was there with the man. He was different. Referred to people not to there name but as human. Not man or woman, but that human. She found him very strange but appealing. She went home that night and wondered if she would see him again. She though of him constantly. It was strange to her she hadn’t felt that way before.
Other social she went to she would look for him and ask about him to people. They said they’d never met or knew a Mr. Gray. She laughed it off. Once or twice she thought she saw him. Once day she got up in the night because she couldn’t sleep. She looked out side and saw him. She went down stairs and opened the front door but no one was there, other times on the street but by the time she’d got though the crowd she’d lost him and the same at parties. Why was he ignoring her? Was she even seeing her?
On her nineteenth birthday, she and her so call husband who she never saw. Work he said. He knew he was having an affair, it hurt a bit, but she had never loved him. She loved a straighter more. Her house was filled with people. Her husband was not one. During the party her shoe broke so she went to change. In her room was Mr. Gray. She was happy to see him up angry. Angry he hadn’t come for her be for. She spent most of her party with him. She found out his first name Jamie.
After her party he disappeared again, but he came back. Every night her husband never returned from work. He was with her. Lying next to her so she wouldn’t be alone. One night he told her what he was. It was strange for her she didn’t know what to say. She didn’t care. He told her to pack her things and they left together. Soon he turned her into a vampire. They would spend forever together. Loving each other. Being happy. They traveled the world together.
Then one night in France, Jamie went missing. Later she was found by another vampire Celia. She was in bad shape. Beat up really bad, and that was hard for that to happen to a vampire. She said hunters had got Jamie and her partner; they were now after them as they were weak with out them. The fled France and Nancy went back to America. Now it was the middle of the First World War. She had to survive on her own with out her love, but she lived though it. And then came another world war. Shes lived though so much. And seen so much. During the war she was felt better than any other time. Dieing people wanted to be helped to die quicker and she was hungry. She carried on moving around all her life. She can’t stay in one place for fifty years and still look 19.
Parents:
Elisabeth Monty- mother- dead
Charles Monty- father- dead
Siblings:
shara Monty- dead
Poppy Monty- dead
Laura Monty- dead
Jessica Monty- dead
Kids:None
When I look in the mirror
Hair: blond or brown
Eyes: Hazel
Height: 5'7"
Weight:120
PB:Jessica Alba
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