Post by Artemis Wilson on Jun 25, 2013 10:22:37 GMT -8
* ARTEMIS ISY WILSON !
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full name: Wilson, Artemis Isy
nicknames: Arty
date of birth: December, 20th 1987
date of change: n/a
hometown: Mystic Falls, Virginia.
species: human
abilities: n/a
height: 5’9
weight: 130
hair: blond
eyes: blue, greyish
play by: Yvonne Strahovski
likes:
→ her sister Persephone and she also loves teasing her sister
→ her job, journalist
→ guns and combat sports
→ Chinese food
→ travelling
dislikes:
→ vampires
→ surprises
→ being alone, even if she doesn’t admit it
strengths: good perspicacity; calm; clever.
weaknesses: too determined, sometimes it plays tricks on her.
fears: → losing her sister
→ losing herself
→ being turned into a vampire
secrets: she just want to be loved again.
personality: Artemis is a young woman quite mysterious. The only thing that we know from her is she is an active woman : she will be somewhere for a second and then she will be evaporated somewhere else, she cannot stay at the same place. In other word, she doesn’t like staying at home while she can do something else like looking after supernatural events as much as possible which is her favorite activity. Thus her friends know that if they want to see her, they shouldn’t go to her house in first. Artemis Wilson is a strong person, brave and her relatives say she is rather intrepid. She claims she is not afraid to affront danger. However deep inside she fears that one day she will lose every people she cares about but also that her sister loses her. She perfectly knows how to fight, indeed she practices martial arts. Otherwise when she is with her friends, she is a lovely woman, always smiling and who is attentive to them. Concerning people she doesn’t know, she will be suspicious. Indeed, she makes categories: the one who are only humans and the one who are supernatural creatures.
mother: Evelyn Wilson -- deceased
father: Arthur Wilson -- deceased
siblings: Persephone Wilson
other family: a grandmother in California
other important people: no one she knows.
history: I was born on December, 20th. Cold season, everything dies. I’m the youngest girl of the family. I have a big sister whose name is Persephone. My parents were Arthur and Evelyn Wilson. They were. Indeed, they died when I was just seven, and I witnessed their murder. I will always remember what happened that night. This night I would prefer to forget. How dreadful it was. Every night I see their faces, I hear that crack, I remember their body, lying on the floor. I remember that I went to their room because I couldn’t sleep anymore. My sister was crying, even if she was twelve she used to do some nightmare whereas my parents didn’t know how to help her. I remember I slipped between the sheets, I told my mother that Persephone was still crying. She stood up, after she breathed heavily. After all she didn’t know how to help my sister to get rid of these nightmares. After some minutes, about ten, she screamed. I stayed between the sheets, too afraid. I knew something went wrong but I didn’t know what exactly. My father stood up and he told me to crawl under the bed and to stay there. I also remember that he said not to breathe loudly. I was just seven, thus I didn’t get why he indicated me this. But I did. I just heard a voice which said with violence : “Witchy !” It always gives me the creeps when I remember what he said that night. He asked my mum about something I didn’t really get. However, he asked what she had done. And then silence. Just a crack. My father who fell on the floor. I remember that I saw my mother begging on the kneels for the man : she wanted him to let her go. But he decided, he killed her pitiless. I remember that I pressed my hand against my mouth and made no sound while he went away. So I went out of my hiding place and shook my father but no sound was coming out of his mouth and I stood up, I did the same to my mum but no answer. I just noticed she had been killed by a vampire.
My sister and I were welcomed by our grandmother. She used to live in California and we followed her there. She had a big house, two dogs that I loved. However when I became at the age of sixteen, she explained us what was our fate since we were born. Our great-grandmother had already predicted our births but also what we would become later. I would be a huntress and my sister would be a witch. If I understood why my mother gave me the name of Artemis, we didn’t really understand why Persephone was called like this. We were afraid that bad things could happen to her because of her name. I don’t think mum called her like this just because she liked this name. I think, there is something under it.
Actually after some years I decided it would be time to avenge my parents. I gave up the life I had in California thanks to my grandmother. I didn’t tell her where I was going as I didn’t tell my sister either. I travelled along the United States. I met someone, a man who was called Dorian. He taught me how to fight; he taught me how to kill these bloody creatures. I owe him a lot. But he ended up to be killed one night while we were hunting these creatures in a bar. I felt pain; it was so difficult to lose someone I cared about again. So I promised myself I would never be close to a man, that I would do what I had planned since the beginning. I was blind by pain, pain that I turned into a dangerous anger.
I come back to Mystic Falls. After all, I want to see if the man who killed my parents is still around. My sister lives here too. We live together in the same apartment but I know she disapproves my quest.
your name: Mélanie
age: seventeen y.o
experience: I’m used to writing in French for five years, I think. However, this is the first time I try to write in English, I mean really (even if I already did it at school of course).
who you play: none.
how to contact you: PM or even mail.
how you found us: google is my friend.
role play sample:
“Of course Erwin !” She answered whereas he just shrugged with a little smile. Be calm, that’s what he tried to do since Elise had come into the house. Sarah stuck her tongue out and he hoped that was the sign she hadn’t noticed yet the tension between Elise and him. He couldn’t help to feel guilty when he saw the way Sarah behaved while she was with Elise. When she took her hand, he could feel the complicity between them and he didn’t want to be the reason that would break their precious friendship. “I was so sure you would come, Elise. I hope everything’s okay because I think you don’t speak much today. Are you alright ?” Erwin raised his eyes to Elise who became strangely pale. He was sure she was thinking know about her answer. This answer that either will hide the truth or will tell what Sarah should have to know. She looked at him and he can feel through her look that she was sorry to him. He shook his head. He didn’t want Sarah to know what happened between them because Sarah just learnt to love again. She gave him a chance to be with her and he worked so hard for that. “Please don’t.” But it was too late. Elise started to tell her the complete story. They used to be lovers before. As he expected, Sarah stood up, silently. She didn’t look at them, she just nodded. Silence. Crucial silence. He knew he had lost her.
