Post by beautifulxsun on Nov 21, 2006 2:43:05 GMT -5
Name: Rebekka McKnight
Celebrity Used: Ursula Mayes
Breed: Snow Leopard
Level: Moderate lvl 3
Age: 23
Height: 5’7
Weight: 130
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Nationality: German American
Languages: German, English
Locations: Germany, England, America
Martial Status: Single
Special Abilities:
Heightened Attributes
Heightened Senses
Sense Deception
Shifting
Beast Quell
Familiarity
Group Detection
Increased Healing
Partial Shift
History:
I’m a nurse. I spend my days helping people, saving lives, making a difference, that sort of thing. But what most people don’t realize is that behind this sweet smile that I offer most everyone is a darker side. A junkie side. That’s right, I’m an addict. But my drug of choice is far sweeter then any high most beings will reach. I’m addicted to vampire. I’m what polite society would call a blood doll, a willing donor to the living dead. I wasn’t always this way. I used to be a good girl. Go to church every Sunday; spend time with the family sort of girl. Can you imagine a nice German girl like me going wrong?
I was born in Munich, but my family and I moved to the states when I was sixteen. And what do you know, my parents chose Kansas to move to. My older sister flourished in our new home, quickly making friends and winning over the staff of our school. It was a tragedy when she died on graduation night. Every eye in town shed a tear. Did I mention I had an older brother, too? Yeah, I am the baby of the family. I had a harder time fitting in the social setting of school. I never really found a clique to belong to, only had a few people that I would consider friends. People I would of course loose touch with over the years.
I am not sure what made me decide to be a nurse. My mother says that it was not being able to save my sister that did it for me. I guess that sounds good enough. College was easier, giving me the chance to define myself, find out who I was. And my education just seemed to click more then it had in high school. I worked part time at the campus café, spent time with the friends I had accumulated and studied. I even found myself enjoying the medical field. Not because I could help someone in need, though that was a plus, but because I could get my hands dirty but still be safe enclosed in hospital walls.
Safe? Who am I kidding? Was being attacked by some monster while necking with some guy considered safe? As a nurse, I understood what was wrong with me when the symptoms started to show. Like an unwanted pregnancy, I watched myself turn into the very thing that had attacked me and left me to die. I struggled for months with what I am and many of the lycanthrope world would say that I am still fighting the beast. No, I have accepted what I am. That’s what keeps me from being week, a newbie. I have also been able to keep what I am a secret, securing my job in the medical field.
It was a few years after I first changed that I experienced my first dose of vampire. I had been invited to a party, not an uncommon thing these days. How was I supposed to know it was a junkie party? But he was everything a girl sought in a male: tall, dark and handsome. I didn’t exactly fall into his arms on first meeting. I made him work a little bit, but I expected a very different outcome then what I got. It hurt at first, but that’s when I learned to love it. In the pain, the intimacy that you cannot have with any other creature. I’ve been hooked ever since.
By day I am the sweet, caring nurse that everyone expects of a medical professional. But underneath is the beast, just waiting to come out and play. And at night, it usually does.
Celebrity Used: Ursula Mayes
Breed: Snow Leopard
Level: Moderate lvl 3
Age: 23
Height: 5’7
Weight: 130
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Nationality: German American
Languages: German, English
Locations: Germany, England, America
Martial Status: Single
Special Abilities:
Heightened Attributes
Heightened Senses
Sense Deception
Shifting
Beast Quell
Familiarity
Group Detection
Increased Healing
Partial Shift
History:
I’m a nurse. I spend my days helping people, saving lives, making a difference, that sort of thing. But what most people don’t realize is that behind this sweet smile that I offer most everyone is a darker side. A junkie side. That’s right, I’m an addict. But my drug of choice is far sweeter then any high most beings will reach. I’m addicted to vampire. I’m what polite society would call a blood doll, a willing donor to the living dead. I wasn’t always this way. I used to be a good girl. Go to church every Sunday; spend time with the family sort of girl. Can you imagine a nice German girl like me going wrong?
I was born in Munich, but my family and I moved to the states when I was sixteen. And what do you know, my parents chose Kansas to move to. My older sister flourished in our new home, quickly making friends and winning over the staff of our school. It was a tragedy when she died on graduation night. Every eye in town shed a tear. Did I mention I had an older brother, too? Yeah, I am the baby of the family. I had a harder time fitting in the social setting of school. I never really found a clique to belong to, only had a few people that I would consider friends. People I would of course loose touch with over the years.
I am not sure what made me decide to be a nurse. My mother says that it was not being able to save my sister that did it for me. I guess that sounds good enough. College was easier, giving me the chance to define myself, find out who I was. And my education just seemed to click more then it had in high school. I worked part time at the campus café, spent time with the friends I had accumulated and studied. I even found myself enjoying the medical field. Not because I could help someone in need, though that was a plus, but because I could get my hands dirty but still be safe enclosed in hospital walls.
Safe? Who am I kidding? Was being attacked by some monster while necking with some guy considered safe? As a nurse, I understood what was wrong with me when the symptoms started to show. Like an unwanted pregnancy, I watched myself turn into the very thing that had attacked me and left me to die. I struggled for months with what I am and many of the lycanthrope world would say that I am still fighting the beast. No, I have accepted what I am. That’s what keeps me from being week, a newbie. I have also been able to keep what I am a secret, securing my job in the medical field.
It was a few years after I first changed that I experienced my first dose of vampire. I had been invited to a party, not an uncommon thing these days. How was I supposed to know it was a junkie party? But he was everything a girl sought in a male: tall, dark and handsome. I didn’t exactly fall into his arms on first meeting. I made him work a little bit, but I expected a very different outcome then what I got. It hurt at first, but that’s when I learned to love it. In the pain, the intimacy that you cannot have with any other creature. I’ve been hooked ever since.
By day I am the sweet, caring nurse that everyone expects of a medical professional. But underneath is the beast, just waiting to come out and play. And at night, it usually does.