Post by Kenny Gray on Sept 27, 2009 16:32:34 GMT -5
{ kendall dakota gray }
{ name } kendall dakota gray
{ age } eighteen
{ sexuality } bisexual
{ gender } female
{ hero, villian, neutral, non-power } hero
{ play-by } katie katastrophie//kenny morris [myself]
{ likes }
>> music
>> writing
>> reading
>> the male population
{ dislikes }
>> spiders
>> needles
>> liars
>> killing someone
{ personality }
kenny is a free soul, basically. she doesn't care what something thinks about her, and is more likely to do something because she can, not because it's against the rules. her personality depends on how she is that day, and she has gone from being a total bitch to another villian, to being a total sweetheart to someone she knows. however, she does have her limits, and won't kill someone unless she absolutely needs to.
{ roleplay sample }He was freezing under her warm fingers, his skin smoother than porclean, his muscles tougher than the stone of the castle. She knew it would be the last time she touched it as a human, and that was killing her slightly inside, but she didn't care. She wanted to help him, to feed the burning thirst, to quench the ache that scratched inside him, and she would do anything to help him. Even die. But...he had morals. He wouldn't do that to her, he had promised himself and her. The only way he would do that is if the red-eyed monster inside him took over, and she knew it wasn't too long until that happened.
The emotions inside Dani tore her apart. She wanted to be brave, to help the male she loved with every ounce of her being, to give him the red colored liquid he needed to drink to survive. But, she was also very scared. She knew she would be turned, it was a certain fact in her head, but she didn't know how much it would hurt. The piercing on her neck was evident, as it was normal for a transformation of a vampire. However, there had to be pain from the actual transformation. Turning into a vampire from a human wasn't easy, she could tell from Jazz. He had been in pain after Tara turned him, even though he got over it quickly. She just wondered if she would be able to deal with it herself.
His arms wrapped around her shoulders, overlapping her own. He burried his nose in the crook of her neck, smelling the liquid that flowed under her skin. She was closer than she should have been, but she wished to help him, especially if she was going to die that night. If anything, it would be her dying wish to save Jazz, anything for the vampire she considered her hero instead of a monster. She could feel the doubts underneath his skin, his own muscle movements telling her he didn't want to bite her. The human inside of him, the part of him that loved her through this, didn't want to take her life, but the monster, the beat beneath the surface, was taking over. She felt it with every little twitch of his muscles.
His grip grew tighter, squeezing her lungs smaller than they needed to be. She could still breathe, but just enough to prevent herself from becoming lightheaded. His breath was cold against her skin, and she shuddered slightly, knowing what was going to happen next. "I am so sorry..." The words blew past her with the wind, and she felt a soft tear land on her shoulder. She took in a sharp breath as she felt the sharp teeth cut through the layer of skin that resided above the vein.
She wasn't startled, but she did straighten up, shocked by how much it hurt, which was really an understatement. Sure, she had a high pain tolerance, but she was able to deal with the small pain that was going through her neck. It was most likely due to the fact she was losing blood by the second, but that didn't matter to her. She was glad Jazz held onto her, as she was slumping against his body. She was losing feeling everywhere, though she could faintly feel a liquid flowing down her shoulder. Whether it was a tear or her blood she didn't know, as small feelings took over. The grip around her waist was tighter than before, and she thought she faintly heard a few bones crack. She couldn't push him away, and probably wouldn't if she was even able to.
A wolf's howl was the last thing she heard clearly before she saw Jazz's blurry figure raise his head. She couldn't move, as every muscle was being drained of it's blood. She collapsed to the ground, Jazz joining her. His skin was so bright, she almost closed her eyes against it. No! she thought, forcing her eyes to stay open. If you die with him, let him be the last thing you see... The thought trailed off, as she watched Jazz's eyes change back to the honey yellow color that has always stole Dani's attention. She loved him more than anything, and she was glad he was the one that was with her in her final moments. Her breathing became more like panting, with various stops between, the difficulty too much for her to deal with. "What have I done?!" The words echoed around the forest, yet were just loud enough to reach Danellia's hearing. She was fading too fast, and she was beginning to hyperventilate, thinking Jazz wasn't going to save her in time. She told her brain to tell her hand to reach for his sleeve, to hold onto him as hard as she could, to tell him she was still here, but she couldn't move. She could feel something craw underneath her skin, traveling through her bloodstream, but she couldn't do anything about it. Her brain was fading, her eyes closing, and her breathing becoming slower by the second. She let her head fall to the ground, staring at Jazz's jeans. Funny. The last thing I see is the knee of the one I love. Energy was wasted trying to laugh at herself.
Everything was black. Even Jazz couldn't be seen. She knew this was the end. Jazz would never want her to turn to something he hated with a passion, and wouldn't complete the transformation, either causing her to become an emotionless vampire, which she doubted, or killing her when he knew she couldn't feel anything, and that she knew was more likely than anything else. She could only breathe every few minutes, and it wasn't enough to keep her body alive. It was killing her, along with everything else. The little oxygen that was left in her head was only keeping her alive for more painful minutes, something she wished to end, as it was finally breaking through the tolerance she had been born with. Just as she was accepting death, she felt a liquid drip to her lips.
It made a trail through the inside of her mouth, falling into her throat. As it made it's way through her body, she connected the dots. The more she drank, the more alive she felt. Her tongue lapped up every drop she could get before the wound closed, and she knew Jazz had saved her life. When she took notice of her surroundings, she could smell everything from the grass underneath her to the animals on the other side of the forest. She could hear the soft breathing of an animal somewhere near, even though she knew it was too far away for the 'Human Dani' to hear. She could also feel her hands gripping Jazz's arms for dear life, her forehead resting against the now healed limb. She looked up, her mouth opening to speak, to thank him for saving her life, before the screams took over. The pain was too much for her to deal with, but she didn't want to break Jazz's arm. She felt the animals waking with her voice, the tone telling everyone she was changing, though they would interpret it as "Bloody Murder," no matter who heard. The only comfort she felt was the fact her beloved was with her, able to help her through the transformation.
