Name: Ivy Keaira Cora
Age:121
Race: Vampire
Vampire Type: Sanguinarian
***Sanguinarian - Fast, strong, tough. These vampires are deadly bloodsuckers who choose to kill whatever they want instead of specialising on simply lycans. They lack the specialist training in lycan hunting, but make up for it with the ability to drive themselves into a frenzied rage at the sight or smell of blood. Thus the name Sanguineus meaning bloody/bloodthirsty in latin.***
Nationality: Russian
Personality:
Ivy is a very out of control person so in order to keep herself in check she keeps her emotions, which is the thing that drives her crazy in the first place, hidden under her very cold heart. She tries to avoid confrontations, usually keeping to herself but when forced to be with others she seems automated and as if she isn't there at all.
Weapons:
She has the unnatural ability to pick up a weapon and use it as if she had been handling it for years, but she sticks to her long double edged samari sword that is strapped to her waist.
Appearance:
Ivy usually favors a black leather one piece dress, it cuts off just a couple inches below her butt, the back dipping very low to show off her milky white skin and the sleeves are long ending just before her thumbs start. She always wears her favorite knee high black leather boots and large net fish net stockings. The only visible markings on her body is the mark her sire gave her which wraps around her right wrist.
Background story:
Ivy Keaira Cora was born as a human in the northern parts of Russia, her parents were rather wealthy and she lived out her live just like any normal Russian girl of her area. When Ivy turned 18 her parents threw her a huge party inviting everyone in the city they lived in, unfortunately some of them weren't human. A vampire lord by the name of Cyrusis Vincenti' Nyxth and many members of his coven came to the party that night. Cyrusis had been searching for many years for the perfect companion to sire to be his forever and as soon as he caught sight of her he wanted her to be it.
Soon it had come time for Ivy to dance with every many at the party and when Cyrusis stepped up to take his turn he instantly put her under the influence of his vampire hormones. He swept her out into a secluded part of the house, he let her slip out of his influence so that he could taste her fear in her blood as he turned her. But before she could scream at the sight of his horrific fangs he soon soothed with the affects of his bite, and that night she was unwilling sired and bonded to him that night.
Ivy from that night on fought him with everything she was, but he worked to break her spirit twisting all of her emotions into the need to feed. She couldn't see the difference between them love, sex, hunger, anger, bloodlust, and killing was all one emotion, one action to her. She was completely under his control and she could no longer do anything the fight him any longer. He twisted her into his perfect mate, until the night he took her to her parents house as a final test of his control over her and had her feed on every last one of her family members until she drained them dry. He only left her for the slightest moment to take a meal for him self and she looked down at the bloody trail of the dead bodies of the family members. The sight of this seemed to snap her out from some levels of his control and she began to break down crying streams of bloody tears.
Mins. later she had gone through her home taking things she though she needed and ran off to try to get as far away from him as she could. Cyrusis hunted her for what seemed like years until he finally gave up and she slipped out of the country making her way to the United States. She found a home in a vampire coven in New York and they were willing to take her into there family. At first she didn't trust a single vampire that lived in the walls in fear that they would try to control her just like her sire had done to her but soon she relaxed enveloping her self into the family they formed there and she almost felt at home. But she couldn't seem to get away from her masters influences no matter the distance she put between them, the symbol he branded her with that wrapped around her right wrist seem to keep her connected to him. He knew she was alive but knew not where she had hidden her self from him and she fought everyday, every hour, every min of her life to stay in control of her emotions and thoughts hiding them under a cold heart and steel sharp mind.
Abilities:
she has all the normal abilities of normal vampires, but unlike most of them that she lives with, Ivy can not control her bloodlust because of the way her master twisted her. Any emotion of love, flirting, affection or even the touch of another person with triger it and from then on the actions she takes are out of her control.
The only good thing that came from her time with her master was that he taught her how to fight, handle wepons and how to use a small amount of black and demon magic.
Open Positions:
Ivy's Coven Members
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Cyrusis Vincenti' Nyxth coven members:
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Cyrusis Vincenti' Nyxth
((i need someone to play him, someone that is very good a play a violent character.))
