LASKA, Tmavy

[tmavy]

the one i wish i knew!

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your name; Shania
your age; 14
your activity levels; fairly active
your rp level; moderate

the one i know!

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characters name; Tmavy Laska
nicknames; n/a
characters age; physical, 18 actually, 43
species; Vampire
celeb/face claim; Jessica Szhor
picture;

appearance; Tmavy's beautiful and she knows it. She of course has had many compliments over the year and of course they have all gone to her head. She's lean and tall, coming to an overall five foot ten. Her height actually bothers her, because she will never reach six foot. So she wears high heels to acheive what her natural body can't. Although she is a vampire and this nature has paled her quite a bit, she still is actually quite tan, considering that when she was alive she was almost always in the sun.

Along with the pale skin she has also gotten the strength and speed that comes with being a vampire. Over the years she has gotten control over her powers, although she still doesn't have as much control over them as older vampires do with theirs. Her legs and arms are developed which comes from being a sporty girl when she was human but she has gotten some of the muscle that she has from being a vampire. She has muscle but not a scart amount of muscle that just looks wrong on a girl.

Tmavy posture also contributes to the air around her. She holds herself with pride and she walks like a predator even when wearing stilettos. But just to top it all off she definatley knows how to dress. Her clothing just accent her features even more so, once in a room Tmavy can definitely get all eyes on her.

Despite the fact that she has natural weapons such as her teeth and her fingernails she still carries a dagger around with her. This dagger is always in her thigh sheath. Although the dagger is never the same she always has one with her.
personality; What other personality would suit her besides a big headed one. Of course those comments that she has received have just made her feel all that much more confident in her looks. She feels as if she can do pretty much anything when she puts her mind to it. But don't get me wrong she isn't the hugest snob in the world, she just acts like it. Deep down, really deep down there is actually someone that cares, someone that actually gives a damn about what happens with her friends, but that person has been buried. All she really needs is a good friend or even a boyfriend that get through that rough exterior.

Once she was the nicest girl ever, her parents were proud of her but things just started going downhill once she hit her teens. Her caring side just got pushed further down until all that was left over was her cold outter exterior. It got her through school as one of those bitches that you hate, but deep down having that rep hurt her but of course she never showed this to anyone. No one was ever close enough to her so therefore she is one of the most lonely people that you will probably meet. Having no one that you can trust in really does get to you but she is stubborn. Tmavy keeps going without even trying to find that one special person that she can rely on.
history; She grew up like any normal kid. She had her parents, she even had that little pesky brother that was always there to bother her. But of course things like this have always got to come to an end. She had to have been one of the happiest kids in the world growing up, she wasn't the prettiest so when she was in elementary she was bugged. But as she got older she got prettier, so she then became the bully and she picked on the very same girls that once picked on her.

Of course her family started to notice a difference in her and being the perfect family that they were they tried to sit down and have a conversation with her, to try and sort it all out. Tmavy sat with them and talked, she pretended as if everything was fine as if nothing was wrong, which to her nothing was wrong, but she played along with her parents for their little chat. But after that she started going home less and less, until she was only there to get her stuff. This was tearing her family apart but she didn't care her life was going the way she wanted it to. She had her 'friends' and her boyfriends so she stayed with them. But of course around her 18th birthday she graduated from high school. She lost touch with those that had considered her a friend.

Tmavy wasn't left wandering around for long, actually it was the night of grad that she met him. She knew there was something not right about him and that lured her to him. It didn't take her long to figure it out that he was a vampire, and instead of scaring her away this fact intrigued her. This was what she needed to get away from her family. To her it felt as if her family was just holding her back. So she asked this man that she had just met if he could take her in and make her into a vampire.

To this day she rarely sees him, after all he lives back in her old home town while she moved to New York and took up with the vampires there. She had needed to get out of her home town and he hadn't understood that, so she had beaten the crap out of him until he decided to leave her alone. So whenever she does see him, it's only the back of his head, because he tends to run away from her whenever he sees her.
sexual preferance; Men. Although she doesn't mind experimenting with women once in a while.
family; Mother: Annie Laska[has cancer]
Father: George Laska [dead]
Brother: Adrian Laska [no clue where he is]
pets; none

those random skills!

rp sample; New York, it was so much more exciting than her broing home town. There was always someone up doing something so being a vampire in the city wasn't that hard, no one got suspicious if you were only out at night. Although there was the others to put up with but she really didn't care. So long as she was away from her 'perfect' family. If they were so perfect then why weren't they able to hold onto their precious babie? Tmavy ridiculed them in her mind often, it was just what she did. It made her feel better about ditching them from early on.

At the moment though her family were furthest from her mind, after all Tmavy was hungry. That night she was wearing a short dress, well really a long tube top with no leggings. She was also wearing black knee high boots, inside her right boot was her dagger. Tonight she felt like spicing things up and not wearing it in her thigh sheath. Tonight she felt like having it in her boot. Her long black hair fell in curls down her back. She was definitely out on the hunt. Sure enough as she rounded the corner she found just the right guy to take in. He was wasted and stumbling down a dark alley. From the pityful look on his face he wouldn't be missed too badly. Well, if he is, what do I care? With a sly smile plastered on her face Tmavy moved forward forcing her heels to make some sound as she approched. "Hi there. I was wondering if you could help me. She I'm awfully hungry and I have no money." Tmavy let her expression become one full of hunger and sadness, from the look on the drunk guys face he was falling hard for her trap. "Sorry lady. I's gots none. But m-m-maybe if you came back-k t-to my place, we could find shomething there." His words were slurring and it took him a while to get it all out. "That's not exactly what I had in mind, why don't you come with me?" Tmavy took a few steps closer and put her arm on his shoulder. He reeked of beer and cheap cigars. But Tmavy just smiled at him and willed him to follow her into the darkest corner of the alley.

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were you recruited by anyone? if so, who/how'd you find us?;; nope
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