Post by Vita Aurelia Eventide on Jun 28, 2009 21:30:17 GMT -7
Tell us about yourself:
Name's Vita. All you need to know
How did you find us?:
Name: Vita Aurelia Eventide. Goes by the name Sierra on occasion, her brother calls her 'Solita' which means alone, since Vita likes being alone
Age: 29
Birthplace: Seattle, Washington
Group species: Slayer
Gender: Female
Allignment: Neutral
Appearance:
Black locks that reach just past her shoulders, along with vivid, deep colored eyes. Always wearing a gothic style of outfit, she compliments her brothers punk rocker style nicely.
Height/Weight: 5"6
Hair: Black
Eyes: Blue, green, does it matter?
Unique/Exotic Features:
Herself, does that one count?
Image:
Model:
Amy Lee
Personal belongings/weaponry:
An assortment of various weapons, stashed at her home she shares with her brother Halo.
Personality:
Vita is one tough cookie. Always willing to jump into a battle, Vita loves a good tussle, as long as she comes out on top. Not one to be submissive unless she needs to, even then shes prefers being the dominant one. Serious in what she believes in, preferring to tell the truth than some sugar coated lie. Anger issues when provoked, especially when her brother is in the crossfire, Vita won't hesitate to rip you a new one.
At times this girl can be carefree and laid back, only when she deems it appropriate. She has a thing for doing dangerous stuff, and has a penance for winning. Trusting isn't what shes known for, the only person to ever see her soft, kind and caring side is her brother. And Vita never cries, only once has she ever sobbed, but that is about it. Sometimes she can get quiet and off in her own world, keeping up walls around her. Word to the wise, don't think you can figure her out. She will shock you the next time you meet. For what is here, is just the top layer.
Her brother also calls her Solita, a private twin joke between the two.
Likes:
Smoking, drinking, having good times(nowhere near her brother though)
Her brother
Kicking her brothers ass at video games.
Gothic styles
Music
Fighting evil
Her watcher Brandon
Junk food
Chocolate
Dominance
Sharp weapons
Dislikes:
Evil
Bad music
Girls who think they can use her brother
Those who try and hurt her brother
Fighting with Halo
Liars, fakes and preps
Strengths:
Fighting
Weapon fighting
Vast array of demon and vampire knowledge
Her brother Halo, they seem to give each other the strength they need to carry on
Weaknesses:
Guys, girls, as long as she has a good time
Her brother, she would do anything to protect him
Having a good time, if it involves booze and stuff, shes in(alcohol doesn't affect her much)
Special Abilities:
Uhm, Slayer strength and abilities.
History:
When you think of hippie parents, you know something is going down. Damien and Elisa Eventide where thrilled when Elisa became pregnant, having to be delivered by c-section when it was found out something was wrong. Vita and Halo were really, the same age. No one minute older crap, not that they could use that, never knowing who was born before who, Elisa failed to mention that, good thing too since they tussled over any small disagreements, good for building character. As most twins go, the two were close, inseparable. No one could break them apart, no one could ever come between the two, even being apart cause too much trouble than it was worth, so they two often were always seen together.
Her fond memories of growing up were playing with her brother against all kinds of evil. Both warriors, they fought their invisible foes together, helping out one another, Halo never insisted that Vita be the one who need to be rescued, knowing she would never take it. As she wasn't a girly-girl, she could fight like the guys, and often started fights at school, especially when those thought they could mess with her. A quick fire, anger ready to make her snap, she wasn't one to mess with, having both bark and bite. The underdog for those needing help, Halo never really had to protect her at school, unless she got too violent, which she would only listen to her brother, no-one else.
When puberty hit, they were in separate rooms, Vita growing a desire to be alone. Her loner nature caused Halo to call her Solita, which meant loner, and even though she went from wanting to be alone to being around others, the name became an inside joke for the two as they grew up, even now he still calls her that, despite being 29 years old. When Halo enlisted in the Army, Vita wasn't too happy, growling and snarling before accepting the fate. At 18, she changed, writing letters to her brother and he wrote back, it always made her happy to get his letters. Vita had thought she was invincible, becoming a Slayer, but she soon found out very quickly that she wasn't.
When she needed Halo the most, he wasn't there. After being booted from the military and striking out on his own, Vita had trouble, not knowing what to do, she always had Halo with her, and now? She was alone, more alone than she ever thought. During her training, one of the watchers who was new, drugged her, and viciously raped her, his M.O for new Slayers. After waking up with a thin scar from a blade upon her hip, Vita was more aggressive, more vicious as she knew what happened, shutting herself off from the world and everyone in it, leaving and going on her own, Vita really did embrace her name Solita, using her alias Sierra in times of trouble, like now, never repeating what had happened to her to anyone, not even Halo.
The Watchers council contacted her, telling her that she was the last victim of her watcher as he was killed by a demon, not knowing what he was doing. Asking her to go home, a new watcher would be in contact soon, Vita grudgingly went back, knowing it was a mistake. Their mother ill, dying, their father soon after. First time she ever cried as they both made a pact, a blood pact, when they died, they would go together. They came into the world together, they would go together. Not that they were suicidal, just, comfort. To get through the pain, Vita sparred with her brother, just like old times, before going to Sunnydale, a natural instinct to go. Living there with her brother, Vita has a watcher in Brandon, a friend of her brothers, keeping him at distance after what happened with her first watcher. Even though the two keep asking why(she likes Brandon, hes a good guy), she still wont say.
Sample RP:
Vita
"Whats wrong?" My brother had spoken, easily invoking my sarcastic side whenever he started with this, rolling my eyes and turning my back to him, carefully cut up the orange on the breadboard. Slice, slice, slice, careful not to slice my fingers off, the orange was ready to be eaten as I set the knife down upon the bench and moved over to wipe my hands on the hand towel. "Nothing, I'm fine." I snapped, a little too harshly which I never did to him unless I was really on edge, he wasn't buying my argument. He never did. Funny, anyone else to ask me that and I would have punched them, or at least made some smart ass comment to make them cringe. But this was my brother, my twin brother, he knew me better then I knew myself sometimes, scary but true. And now, even when I trusted him so much, I couldn't. Not with the nightmares still pressing inside my skull like a jack hammer, reminding me every detail, every tiny little detail that made me leave home for a few months, lost in my mind and lost in a daze.
"I'm okay, really." I forced a smile that looked almost like a grimace, seeing his mouth open I held up my hands, suddenly losing my appetite and stalking off into the living room which adjourned the kitchen, seeing the Xbox turned on, ready for play. Halo, the game not my brother, was on, the sign emblazoned on the screen with the music that always sent shivers down my spine. "Look, can we kick some ass on Halo then go train with Brandon? I feel all wound up, need to do something." That was all he was going to get, and seeing his look, I knew he didn't like it but he also knew I wouldn't budge. Unless he heard me in my nightmares, or read my journal(I have a journal yes, say anything and I'll bite you. Hard), then we wouldn't have a problem. Reaching down to pick up one of the controllers, I pressed start, went through the menu to find our game and pushed start again.
"We should get a dog. Or cat. Or both." I murmured, pressing the trigger and shooting a grunt before throwing a plasma at the elite that was stalking my brother behind his back, ready to slice with the energy sword. "Got your back bro, but really, missing an elite?" I snickered, still on my animal defense. I loved animals, they were better than people save for my brother, Brandon and my parents, who were dead, enough said(wanna see my cry? Talk about my mom and dad, then you'll have a black eye for two weeks). But animals were great, the only thing I didn't have to sneer or act tough around. "Someone is losing his touch." I grinned, feeling a punch on my arm, light for Halo, knowing it wouldn't bruise me, a friendly, sibling joke punch. When he says the same I do it back to him, so its all good. "You have something on your mind, whats up?" I asked, getting into the game and shooting. Damn, all we needed now was alcohol and we would be set!
Name's Vita. All you need to know
How did you find us?:
Name: Vita Aurelia Eventide. Goes by the name Sierra on occasion, her brother calls her 'Solita' which means alone, since Vita likes being alone
Age: 29
Birthplace: Seattle, Washington
Group species: Slayer
Gender: Female
Allignment: Neutral
Appearance:
Black locks that reach just past her shoulders, along with vivid, deep colored eyes. Always wearing a gothic style of outfit, she compliments her brothers punk rocker style nicely.
Height/Weight: 5"6
Hair: Black
Eyes: Blue, green, does it matter?
Unique/Exotic Features:
Herself, does that one count?
Image:
Model:
Amy Lee
Personal belongings/weaponry:
An assortment of various weapons, stashed at her home she shares with her brother Halo.
Personality:
Vita is one tough cookie. Always willing to jump into a battle, Vita loves a good tussle, as long as she comes out on top. Not one to be submissive unless she needs to, even then shes prefers being the dominant one. Serious in what she believes in, preferring to tell the truth than some sugar coated lie. Anger issues when provoked, especially when her brother is in the crossfire, Vita won't hesitate to rip you a new one.
At times this girl can be carefree and laid back, only when she deems it appropriate. She has a thing for doing dangerous stuff, and has a penance for winning. Trusting isn't what shes known for, the only person to ever see her soft, kind and caring side is her brother. And Vita never cries, only once has she ever sobbed, but that is about it. Sometimes she can get quiet and off in her own world, keeping up walls around her. Word to the wise, don't think you can figure her out. She will shock you the next time you meet. For what is here, is just the top layer.
Her brother also calls her Solita, a private twin joke between the two.
Likes:
Smoking, drinking, having good times(nowhere near her brother though)
Her brother
Kicking her brothers ass at video games.
Gothic styles
Music
Fighting evil
Her watcher Brandon
Junk food
Chocolate
Dominance
Sharp weapons
Dislikes:
Evil
Bad music
Girls who think they can use her brother
Those who try and hurt her brother
Fighting with Halo
Liars, fakes and preps
Strengths:
Fighting
Weapon fighting
Vast array of demon and vampire knowledge
Her brother Halo, they seem to give each other the strength they need to carry on
Weaknesses:
Guys, girls, as long as she has a good time
Her brother, she would do anything to protect him
Having a good time, if it involves booze and stuff, shes in(alcohol doesn't affect her much)
Special Abilities:
Uhm, Slayer strength and abilities.
History:
When you think of hippie parents, you know something is going down. Damien and Elisa Eventide where thrilled when Elisa became pregnant, having to be delivered by c-section when it was found out something was wrong. Vita and Halo were really, the same age. No one minute older crap, not that they could use that, never knowing who was born before who, Elisa failed to mention that, good thing too since they tussled over any small disagreements, good for building character. As most twins go, the two were close, inseparable. No one could break them apart, no one could ever come between the two, even being apart cause too much trouble than it was worth, so they two often were always seen together.
Her fond memories of growing up were playing with her brother against all kinds of evil. Both warriors, they fought their invisible foes together, helping out one another, Halo never insisted that Vita be the one who need to be rescued, knowing she would never take it. As she wasn't a girly-girl, she could fight like the guys, and often started fights at school, especially when those thought they could mess with her. A quick fire, anger ready to make her snap, she wasn't one to mess with, having both bark and bite. The underdog for those needing help, Halo never really had to protect her at school, unless she got too violent, which she would only listen to her brother, no-one else.
When puberty hit, they were in separate rooms, Vita growing a desire to be alone. Her loner nature caused Halo to call her Solita, which meant loner, and even though she went from wanting to be alone to being around others, the name became an inside joke for the two as they grew up, even now he still calls her that, despite being 29 years old. When Halo enlisted in the Army, Vita wasn't too happy, growling and snarling before accepting the fate. At 18, she changed, writing letters to her brother and he wrote back, it always made her happy to get his letters. Vita had thought she was invincible, becoming a Slayer, but she soon found out very quickly that she wasn't.
When she needed Halo the most, he wasn't there. After being booted from the military and striking out on his own, Vita had trouble, not knowing what to do, she always had Halo with her, and now? She was alone, more alone than she ever thought. During her training, one of the watchers who was new, drugged her, and viciously raped her, his M.O for new Slayers. After waking up with a thin scar from a blade upon her hip, Vita was more aggressive, more vicious as she knew what happened, shutting herself off from the world and everyone in it, leaving and going on her own, Vita really did embrace her name Solita, using her alias Sierra in times of trouble, like now, never repeating what had happened to her to anyone, not even Halo.
The Watchers council contacted her, telling her that she was the last victim of her watcher as he was killed by a demon, not knowing what he was doing. Asking her to go home, a new watcher would be in contact soon, Vita grudgingly went back, knowing it was a mistake. Their mother ill, dying, their father soon after. First time she ever cried as they both made a pact, a blood pact, when they died, they would go together. They came into the world together, they would go together. Not that they were suicidal, just, comfort. To get through the pain, Vita sparred with her brother, just like old times, before going to Sunnydale, a natural instinct to go. Living there with her brother, Vita has a watcher in Brandon, a friend of her brothers, keeping him at distance after what happened with her first watcher. Even though the two keep asking why(she likes Brandon, hes a good guy), she still wont say.
Sample RP:
Vita
"Whats wrong?" My brother had spoken, easily invoking my sarcastic side whenever he started with this, rolling my eyes and turning my back to him, carefully cut up the orange on the breadboard. Slice, slice, slice, careful not to slice my fingers off, the orange was ready to be eaten as I set the knife down upon the bench and moved over to wipe my hands on the hand towel. "Nothing, I'm fine." I snapped, a little too harshly which I never did to him unless I was really on edge, he wasn't buying my argument. He never did. Funny, anyone else to ask me that and I would have punched them, or at least made some smart ass comment to make them cringe. But this was my brother, my twin brother, he knew me better then I knew myself sometimes, scary but true. And now, even when I trusted him so much, I couldn't. Not with the nightmares still pressing inside my skull like a jack hammer, reminding me every detail, every tiny little detail that made me leave home for a few months, lost in my mind and lost in a daze.
"I'm okay, really." I forced a smile that looked almost like a grimace, seeing his mouth open I held up my hands, suddenly losing my appetite and stalking off into the living room which adjourned the kitchen, seeing the Xbox turned on, ready for play. Halo, the game not my brother, was on, the sign emblazoned on the screen with the music that always sent shivers down my spine. "Look, can we kick some ass on Halo then go train with Brandon? I feel all wound up, need to do something." That was all he was going to get, and seeing his look, I knew he didn't like it but he also knew I wouldn't budge. Unless he heard me in my nightmares, or read my journal(I have a journal yes, say anything and I'll bite you. Hard), then we wouldn't have a problem. Reaching down to pick up one of the controllers, I pressed start, went through the menu to find our game and pushed start again.
"We should get a dog. Or cat. Or both." I murmured, pressing the trigger and shooting a grunt before throwing a plasma at the elite that was stalking my brother behind his back, ready to slice with the energy sword. "Got your back bro, but really, missing an elite?" I snickered, still on my animal defense. I loved animals, they were better than people save for my brother, Brandon and my parents, who were dead, enough said(wanna see my cry? Talk about my mom and dad, then you'll have a black eye for two weeks). But animals were great, the only thing I didn't have to sneer or act tough around. "Someone is losing his touch." I grinned, feeling a punch on my arm, light for Halo, knowing it wouldn't bruise me, a friendly, sibling joke punch. When he says the same I do it back to him, so its all good. "You have something on your mind, whats up?" I asked, getting into the game and shooting. Damn, all we needed now was alcohol and we would be set!
