Post by Rayne Alexis Lenoir on Oct 11, 2011 3:58:08 GMT -5
「RAYNE」
"don’t let the smile fool you, I bite"
|Demi Lovato|
RAYNE ALEXIS LENOIR
full name: Rayne Alexis Lenoir
nick name: Ray, or Rayne
age: 21
birthday: November 25
race: Red Vampyre
ethnicity: Mexican, American, although she has the slight look of Mexico in her she only speaks English
special: Earth Affinity
gender: Female
sexuality: Straight
occupation: None really though she does offer guidance to the red fledglings.
cannon: Original Character
height: 5’6”
weight: 108 pounds
hair: Dark brown waves of soft curls flowing down to the base of her shoulder blades
eyes: Brown
build: slender
tattoos/scars/distinguishing features: none to speak of except for her vampyre tattoos which can be seen in the picture of her
anything else: N/A
likes:
+ The Hunt for Blood
+ Being Alone
+ Power
+ Chaos
+ The Night
+ White Bull
dislikes:
+ Sweet Gestures
+ Kalona
+ Black Bull
+ Nyx
+ Being restrained from wreaking havoc
quirks/habits:
+ fiddles with her jewellery when bored or thinking
+ cracks her knuckles with irritated
weaknesses:
+ The Sun
+ White Bull
+ Need for blood
+ Bad Boys
+ Has to be invited into houses
+ Not the physically strongest but she can still kick some ass
strengths:
+ Possesses an Affinity with the Earth element
+ Silent and Deadly Hunter
+ Alliance to White Bull
+ Ability to look impeccable even after hunting
+ Ability to Deceive
+ Strategic and Cunning
fears:
+ Dying Again once was enough
+ Putting her trust in anyone, look what putting her trust in Nyx did, made her an un-dead freak, never making that mistake again
secrets:
+ Working against Kalona, she wants her own power not to live in his shadow
+ She hates the red fledglings though she helps them adapt hoping she can use them sometime
goals:
+ To become a power to be reckoned with in her own right rather than being a slave to the other powers
+ To stay alive … well as alive as a red vampyre ever is anyway.
alignment: To the white bull and herself.
key traits:
Traitor: when you think she is on your side think again she is only working for herself.
Stubborn: she is very stubborn and not easily swayed.
Determined: she does not give up easily she can be very determined to reach her goals no matter the cost.
Self-Centred: decided long ago that the only one you could count on is yourself and as such won’t do anything that doesn’t benefit herself.
Logical: she has a real knack of looking at things in a logical way.
mother: Evelyn Mathews, 51, deceased
father: Jeremy Lenoir, 53, deceased
siblings: Nil
other: Nil
pets: Nil
history:
Rayne was born in America, her family middle class and owned a nice house in a nice part of town, to the outside world they had the perfect set up, two loving parents, working hard and raising their beautiful child. Though behind closed doors we see a different story, her mother became highly depressed a year after Rayne was born as it had always been her dream to have a big family but it was discovered that she was unable to have any more children after the complications of Rayne’s birth.
Due to her depression Evelyn began drinking heavily and soon lost her job telling people she had decided to be a full time mum. Instead Jeremy had to work 2 jobs just to keep them financially afloat. From a young age Rayne learnt to fend for herself as he dad was always working and never home and her mum although home never did anything around the house apart from pouring herself another drink.
It was a relief for her at school, she loved those 6 hour breaks from her mother, especially when her mother had an “episode” in other words she would start yelling and screaming that Rayne was too loud and start smacking her about. Although Rayne loved her father fiercely she also grew to resent him for leaving her alone so much with the dragon she was forced to call mother.
Her dating history has been colourful to say the least and she has gotten herself into a fair amount of trouble because of her choices in men. Even getting in trouble with the law for joyriding on a stolen motorbike with an unlicensed rider. Luckily for her she was still a minor of only 13 at the time and there were no serious charges.
It was relief for her when at the age of 17 she was marked and moved to the Tulsa house of night to hopefully complete the change. She loved everything about the place and at first worshiped Nyx fiercely and loyally for saving her from living with Evelyn any longer. Rayne fit in well at the house of night to begin with wanting the fresh start and embracing it, and was overjoyed when she discovered she had been gifted with an affinity for the earth.
Things took a change for the worst however when on the day of her 21st birthday her body rejected the change… Waking up as a red fledgling was not something she ever thought was possible and her outlook on life took a massive dive, turning her back on Nyx and turning instead to the dark power of the white bull. Rayne took her mothers life soon after becoming a red fledgling, draining her of life for all the years of abuse she had delt out.
Rayne made the transformation from red fledging to red vampire 3 months after waking to her new life though she has no idea why she changed so soon into this new life she was none the less grateful. She now works on the side of darkness putting on the appearance of working with Kalona but in reality she is just seeking her own brand on power.
name: Piffle
age: 21
experience: 7+ years
discovery: From the old site
other characters: None Yet
This town was so not what Pandora was used too, she was used to malls and shop fronts filled with expensive clothing and jewellery. Here it was basic, there weren't really even shops more just stalls with locals swapping their home grown produce for some more variety. She was walking down the cobbled stone street wishing she could be anywhere but this, even small towns had more then this place, it was all cobblestones, and what was the no technology stuff! Who lived without technology? There was one coffee shop on the street that supplied coffee and cooked meals but other then that not many other shops.
It had been a month since she had been exiled to this god forsaken place by her parents and she still remembered her first day here, she had hiked all the way to the top of the volcano in an effort to get reception on her cell phone. She had brought it cause you were supposed to get reception EVERYWHERE! But not here, nope no where here was reception possible she had no link to the outside world, couldn't even call her bff and demand she send her a care package of Gucci to help her cope! Then again this place doesn't exactly come with a delivery address either so she probably wouldn't be able to get it regardless.
Pandora had not been able to sleep this morning and had therefore decided to wander aimlessly around this prison until she found something to do. Though she regretted that a bit when the even annoying intangible Paul came crashing through. When Paul comes crashing through he doesn't knock you out of the way, no its much worse, and Pandora gave an involuntary gasp as the man went crashing right through her body, using his intangibility to avoid knocking her down.
After he had passed through she felt weird, colder then she should and totally violated as well. Catching her breath she turned to see the guy on the floor where he landed after falling through her, she had to wait of yelling as he had gotten himself up and gone to collect his skateboard. Not only had he annoyed her by crashing through her but he had called her Dora! She hated the name Dora, it was so common and lame.
Once he was back in front of her she let rip, “Paul would you watch where your going! Do you know how disgusting it is to have someone fall THROUGH you! And for the last time do NOT call me Dora I am not some retarded little cartoon fish!” She barked at him, frustrated with being stuck here with all the other freaks and not knowing how to fit in here or if she even wanted too. No she wasn't physically hurt after all he didn’t knock her to the ground or anything did he, just went through her instead, and all she wanted was a damn strong coffee.
Taking a little compact mirror out of her purse as she waited for Paul's little ramble to be over she flipped it open and checked her reflection only barely taking notice of Paul's offer for food or something. A look of horror came across her face and she busily tried to fix her hair which had been thrown out of place, what she wouldn't give for some styling moose.
“Look what you did to my hair! You so owe me at least a coffee! They say bad things come in three's but I'm pretty sure they just come in Paul!” Pandora grumbled giving up on the hair and snapping the compact shut tossing it back in her purse and started strutting off toward the coffee shop. Today she was sporting a cute simple blue mini-dress with black stockings and knee-high high healed boots, with her hair carefully falling around her face in waves of blond, oversize bag over her shoulder.
“You coming! Cause its totally your shout!” She called over her shoulder as she stalked away and was about to enter the ye old coffee shop with its ancient coffee machine only basic coffee's here.
It had been a month since she had been exiled to this god forsaken place by her parents and she still remembered her first day here, she had hiked all the way to the top of the volcano in an effort to get reception on her cell phone. She had brought it cause you were supposed to get reception EVERYWHERE! But not here, nope no where here was reception possible she had no link to the outside world, couldn't even call her bff and demand she send her a care package of Gucci to help her cope! Then again this place doesn't exactly come with a delivery address either so she probably wouldn't be able to get it regardless.
Pandora had not been able to sleep this morning and had therefore decided to wander aimlessly around this prison until she found something to do. Though she regretted that a bit when the even annoying intangible Paul came crashing through. When Paul comes crashing through he doesn't knock you out of the way, no its much worse, and Pandora gave an involuntary gasp as the man went crashing right through her body, using his intangibility to avoid knocking her down.
After he had passed through she felt weird, colder then she should and totally violated as well. Catching her breath she turned to see the guy on the floor where he landed after falling through her, she had to wait of yelling as he had gotten himself up and gone to collect his skateboard. Not only had he annoyed her by crashing through her but he had called her Dora! She hated the name Dora, it was so common and lame.
Once he was back in front of her she let rip, “Paul would you watch where your going! Do you know how disgusting it is to have someone fall THROUGH you! And for the last time do NOT call me Dora I am not some retarded little cartoon fish!” She barked at him, frustrated with being stuck here with all the other freaks and not knowing how to fit in here or if she even wanted too. No she wasn't physically hurt after all he didn’t knock her to the ground or anything did he, just went through her instead, and all she wanted was a damn strong coffee.
Taking a little compact mirror out of her purse as she waited for Paul's little ramble to be over she flipped it open and checked her reflection only barely taking notice of Paul's offer for food or something. A look of horror came across her face and she busily tried to fix her hair which had been thrown out of place, what she wouldn't give for some styling moose.
“Look what you did to my hair! You so owe me at least a coffee! They say bad things come in three's but I'm pretty sure they just come in Paul!” Pandora grumbled giving up on the hair and snapping the compact shut tossing it back in her purse and started strutting off toward the coffee shop. Today she was sporting a cute simple blue mini-dress with black stockings and knee-high high healed boots, with her hair carefully falling around her face in waves of blond, oversize bag over her shoulder.
“You coming! Cause its totally your shout!” She called over her shoulder as she stalked away and was about to enter the ye old coffee shop with its ancient coffee machine only basic coffee's here.
