Blair Aston | |
FULL NAME: Blair Danica Aston NICKNAME: Vixen, B, Miss B, Queen V, Queen B, Bitch. All acceptable ways to call her. APPARENT AGE: around 25 ACTUAL AGE: 62 DOB: April 12, 1972 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Bisexual SPECIES: Born Lycan (Werefox) RELIGION: Spiritualist OCCUPATION: Owner of Circus Circus, Owner & Manager of Vixen's Palace (a sex toy and paraphernalia store), Landlord of the Kit Kat Klub. loyalty: The L.D.F. RESIDENCY: Circus Circus. Resides in Top most floor, half of which is left wide open and generic, used for whatever she feels like using it for. Her personal office it up there as well. Time In Vegas: Eleven years. | |
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Appearance | |
| At five feet and just barely one inch tall you would think that Blair would not have a powerful presence, but the again with her? Height has little to do with it. From birth she had orange-reddish hair, bright and fiery, and in every way the match for what would be her were form. But there is not just her hair that lends itself to being a werefox, but her features as well, being as sharp and angular as they are, narrow and… foxlike. And to finish it all off is her slender yet curvy body with pale skin and grey green eyes. As if Blair’s strange and seemingly unnatural hair wasn’t enough to make her stand out, there is so much more. She is a feisty bundle in a small form, and you could never not remember her. Her style of dress is formed around the merging of grunge, Goths and techno. Bright colors, eyes catching, skin tight, sexual, and thrift store like finds, mixed together. Her style is alternative, and out there – in your face, if you will. She even has a tattoo of a spirit fox on her right shoulder blade, and piercings in her ear, both lobes being gauged out. And she has been dressing that way for years, not choosing to change into America’s version of a soccer mom just because she had a daughter. Due to the fact her eyesight in human and fox form is less than satisfactory, while in human form she needs glasses to adjust her sight to how it should be. Meaning taking he sight from blurry edges into sharper contrast, both distance and near. Not that she can’t go, and does go without them. It just helps to have normal human eyesight for some things. | |
Werefox | |
| Were Facts: Human, Bipedal and Full Were forms. Has a gestation of around 5-5.5 months. Allergic to silver. Drawn to change at the full moon. Enhanced strength and speed, acute hearing, average sense of smell for a canine. Can be killed with heart and head trauma, or bleeding out. Can heal almost instant if the wound is not caused by silver. Has a taste for human flesh which she fights constantly. (As an AA member would say... she's been clean for over 20 years...) When in her full were form, Blair is a red fox, standard but like her human hair, her fur is more orange than red. Also, her eyes change. They go from the grey-green hazel of her mortal form and change into the crystal-like brown, clear and reflective. Intelligent eyes that seem to see everything… despite the fact that, as a fox, her eyes in were form are used more for locating movement than actually seeing, since her large ears and nose take over in locating things around her. As for her body in were form, it is small as a canine wereform, but larger than what is normal for a red fox, particularly for a red vixen. Then there is her bipedal form, which is a cross between her human and were form. She shrinks in height, but gains in the further emergence of her animal attributes, becoming even more agile with even better hearing as her ear elongate. | |
Personality | |
| LIKES: Cool temperatures, solitude, having money and power, being a mother, being in charge, getting her way, the dead of night and city lights, her daughter, relaxing, voyeurism, sex, light to mild bondage, pretty boys, hunks, women with curves, powerful men and women, men and women in charge, chocolate, kiwi's, hunting, pushing buttons of dominant men and women. DISLIKES: Idiots, fools, tactlessness, foolhardy behavior, weaklings, the meek, talking out your ass, customer service, playing nice/fair, anyone that tries to bring harm to her baby, anyone that tries to take advantage of her baby, being made to feel powerless, how much the scent of human blood is good and delicious to her, lemons, oranges, limes, the rain. STRENGTHS: Adventurous, energetic, pioneering, courageous, enthusiastic, confident, dynamic, quick-witted, determined, focused, strong-willed, cunning. WEAKNESSES: Selfish, quick-tempered, impulsive, impatient, daredevil, guarded, vein, power hungry, stubborn, deeply emotional, deeply caring, wanderlust, manipulative. One look at Blair and you know she is no weak woman. Short, yes, but with a will and determination that makes her seem so much taller. She has a presence about her that morphs her past her small height and lets you know she is not afraid to go toe and toe with the big boys. One could even say she has a bit of a female napoleon complex and they would not be far off, except she holds no great dislike for her height and it is not a weapon to use in order to trigger her all to quick temper. She is a powerful woman, dominate in personality, and notoriously difficult to get on with. She is blunt, but never tactless. Never afraid to tell you just what she thinks, even if you are one of the ruling Sanguine or the mighty Skyler Davis. Blair is also a very confident woman, goes for what she wants and doesn’t stop until she has it. And really, who would want to refuse her? She knows she is a very attractive woman, and she uses it to her credit. Not shy, she is never lost in a social situation. In fact, she is much more apt to take hold and control it herself. While she is not bubbly and bouncy, she is energetic and just seems capable of going on and on without stopping. She also has a wickedly sharp mind, fast in thinking and perceptive as all hell, scary really when paired with her lust for power. But it also makes her one of those scary, hard to approach people. Just her presence seems to put most submissive lycans, and other creatures, on edge. Understandable, since she is a woman who is hard to handle in all honesty. Pioneering, she has had years of experience in spotting excellent business ventures, and so, despite her wanderlust, she has always managed to be quite wealthy, having owned many business before the meteors. Her fearless attitude helped in her business ventures as well, she was never afraid to make mistakes. The chance to fail was always part of the fun. As for in her private life, Blair can be surprisingly intense and affectionate. Well, that is once they get past her guards, which are strong and vast. She doesn’t want to be tied down, so she is more apt to push people away and run from them, or so she would have in the past. In fact, she did so often, even to her little Clair’s father, whom she had started to fall for and so left town quickly, only finding out later she was pregnant. With her daughter, Blair is a good, stern mother. No coddling, but never too harsh without due need. She was big on not sugar coating life, letting her know just what was up, never lying to her. So Clair knew who her father was, and how her mother took off on him before knowing she was pregnant, and she knew just how cutthroat her mother was. Clair is the closest person to her, the one Blair loves above all, and openly so. No one fucks with her baby. No one. | |
History | |
| For generations, the Aston’s were known fox lycan’s. Bitten somewhere down the line immemorable in England, they had kept true to their roots. Occasionally a member would fornicate outside their type of lycan, but it was rare, not that it was frowned on. They just seemed to have better luck getting with other foxes and having children than any other type of lycan. And so, in the vein, Blair was born the first of three children to Franklin Aston and his bitten fox of a wife, a German beauty to took a liking to the redheaded English fox. Growing up, Blair’s personality baffled her parents and various other family members. For the life of them, they could not figure out where it came from. Franklin and Danica were relatively quiet and steady people, for foxes. They did not exert themselves, or were so forceful, and yet there eldest was all that and so much more from the time she could talk and walk. A demanding girl who had no problem asserting her authority. As you can imagine, she was quite a shock for her parents to handle raising her, but at least it meant her brother and sister to come after were a cake walk for them. From a young age Blair wanted to travel, to get out of their small, backwater Welsh town. She wanted to go. And the moment she was old enough to strike out she was gone. It was another thing that baffled the family. She had little urge to claim a territory for her own. And for the rest of their lives she would continue to shock her parents in her un-Aston like qualities. It didn’t take Blair long before she left England for America, and once there she was happy. America spoke to her like no other country did. She immersed herself in the many cultures that swirled together, spending a lot of time in the major cities the country had, particularly New York and Los Angeles. And it was while she was young and deep in the seedy underground of the world that she was introduced to the wonders of BDSM. Needless to say, she took to it. Though why she never became anything like an official dominatrix was a mystery… In all honesty, she just wanted to do her own thing instead of being labeled like that. She was a free spirit, after all. And she liked it all. Well, most of the BDSM and Fetish stuff. Some things even she would not touch. She was in the midst of her major business acquisitions when she met Nathaniel Ellis, the werewolf who would become the father of her only child. Having fallen into the world of business sharks, she navigated those tretterous waters like a fish taking to water. She quickly built up a secret empire of businesses of every type that interested her even vaguely, and only a couple actually failed, as most flourished under her touch. Once she and Nathaniel started up they hit it off. There was just something about the wolf that got her. It was suppose to only be a fling, though. Only a fling… But it wasn’t, there was more. There was an attraction that she could tell would pull her right in, and it frightened her. She didn’t want it. She wanted him, yes, but she did nto want to be tied down, she didn’t want to be tamed. As soon as she could, she ran and left him behind. A month later she found out she was pregnant, and four months after that she gave birth to a little girl. Small and slight, every inch of her seemed to scream Blair’s genes except… the dark hair. Every glance at that dark brown head of hair brought images of her father to her mind those first few months, but eventually she got use to it as Clair’s personality showed through. Being a mother was hard at first for Blair, as she was such an un-motherly woman. However, she had no choice but to adapt. The more Clair grew, the stronger the urge to take down roots grew. The wanderlust subsided, and she stayed stationary for longer spurts of time up until the meteors fell. She took her daughter to ground until it was relatively safe to emerge. It was while Blair was searching for a safe place for her and Clair that it happened. A group of humans were upwind from her, on a windy day that ate the sounds of movements even to her ears. She did not know they were near. They saw Blair shift form to go hunting for her and Clair, leaving her daughter in a spot she thought safe. She did not get far before her daughters screams from her racing back. They had cornered the whelp of a lycan and were about to eradicate her from the world as a blasphemous creation. None of them lived. That was when Blair got a taste for human flesh. Unintentional, and in the protection of her daughter, but once she had a taste… She fought it, and fought it, and since then has held back from indulging in the need for more. It is something she knows she will struggle with for the rest of her life. Soon after they found Vegas under Skyler Davis’ rule. Taking up there, she could ensure her daughter’s safety. So she used her talents to get a strong position amongst them, despite not being a wolf. She refused to bow to anyone and wanted a place in things that would mean less scraping and ass kissing. Even when the Sanguine came this did not change. Instead she took over Circus Circus and worked on keeping her head high… despite a resentment growing from vamps telling her what she can and cannot do. She knows rules are needed, but she did not want them handed down by the like of the Sanguine. She’s been in Vegas for eleven years now, owner of Circus Circus, and of the most successful fetish shop. But most importantly, she is a member of the LDF, a presence known only to its members and not even to her daughter. Something had to be done, only this next time… hopefully with less of a screw up. | |
Out of Character | |
| name: Rose age: 18+ pb: Ulorin Vex aim: lieandpretend email: notyourparade @ gmail.com | |
Circus Circus | |
| As the owner of Circus Circus Blair is strict. She knows everyone who lives under her, has met them, and even if they do not know it she keeps her fingers in their lives. She does it so she can know in advance if someone or something is going to fuck with her livelihood. Rent Due: Every New Moon. Businesses in Residence: Vixen's Palace. The Kit Kat Klub. Residents: Clair Aston, Jo Fairchild, Connor Richardson, Dustin Shae | |
Vixen's Palace | |
| Welcome to Vixen's Palace, your one stop shop for your kinkiest desires. A two tier shop, the first floor hosts your usual porn store finds, all relatively tame and standard. The second floor, though, plays host to your kinkiest kink, and your hardest play. You have to have a special pass to get up here, because Blair is all about 'safe' play and she will not supply murderous sadists who do not play good with their pets. The Luxor Courtesans are supplied with a repeat customer discount. Owner & Gen. Manager: Blair Aston 1st Floor Manager: Clair Aston 2nd Floor Manager: Employees: | |
