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extra ● soundtrack ● scenes ● connections ● ooc NAME: Brooke Amberlie. Born Fleur Amberlie. NICKNAME She gets called a variety of names from pet to doll to sweetie. Typically Brooke will answer to anything directed at her, even unpleasant ones. AGE AND DOB: 86. 24th August 1933. CAREER: 'Little Sister'. CURRENT RESIDENCE: The Ruby Curse. MARTIAL STATUS: Single. SEXUALITY: Asexual; doesn’t understand the concept of sex. HEIGHT: 5’6”. EYE / HAIR COLOUR: Blue / Black. DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Her bite marks and a faint scar line around them on her neck from where she was turned into a vampire are the only marks of note on her body; lower than normal, they are almost on her collarbone line instead of her neck. RACE: Vampire ABILITIES VAMPIRE: She has all the normal vampire traits; enhanced speed, strength and agility, as well as a greater connection with her senses than mortals. Sight, sound and smell are all so much more vivid. Her species makes it appear as though she is immortal, Brooke not having aged past the date she became a vampire. ETHER: Yes. She is sickly sweet, the scent of gently decaying flowers, roses and lilies on wet earth. A thousand small thorns are scattered throughout, sharp pricks of pain in the gentle touch. Death clings lightly to her presence. SKILLS: Her most important skills are her ability to charm almost every living thing she sees, and her ability to become a completely new person. She also has a decent singing voice, soft and sweet, a voice that is often coupled with her talent for dancing. Due to her nationality, Brooke is capable of speaking, reading and writing fluent French. Brooke is also very good at sitting still and being pretty, being what other people want her to be. LIMITATIONS: She has all the normal weaknesses that come with being a vampire; an aversion to sunlight, prolonged contact making her feel nauseas and suffering from headaches. Fire can kill her and as a result, she is scared of it. Holy items are another weakness, as is any witch with the power to repel her off certain land. Rather bizarrely for a vampire, Brooke is scared of the dark when alone and without any task or thought to distract her. Being alone often frightens her as well, as does new people or situations. WEAPONRY TRAINING: Very little; most of the time Brooke relies on other people to protect her and fight her battles for her. If she is forced to fight herself, she uses her eyes and her acrobatic skills to doge any blow. She knows how to wield a blade, although usually the other person is restrained in some way. GROUP: The Raidan. FAMILY FATHER: Philippe Amberlie. [Deceased] MOTHER: Anna Amberlie née Fabrice. [Deceased] SIBLING(S): Justin Amberlie [Older Brother; Deceased]; Dorian Amberlie [Older Brother; Unknown]; Fernand Amberlie [Younger Brother; Deceased] ● Fleur Amberlie was the third child and only daughter of a wealthy French couple, born in 1933. • Her childhood is little more than a haze to her now, a confusing mix of parties, running in the fields and being spoilt; memories blurring together and events impossible to separate into a chronological line. • She knew that Fernand was born some time after her, but the exact date was lost to her. • It was a happy childhood, a good and easy one and even the world war that tore through France for several years didn’t really intrude into her own personal little bubble. • Somewhat selfish of her, Fleur didn’t care what happened to other people unless it effected her in some way. • Even human, she had the talent of making people do what she wanted; all Fleur had to do was bat her eyes at her parents and they would give her anything. • Her death is the thing she remembers best about her mortal life; the way in which the whole family spent hours preparing for the grand ball they were hosting, a few months after Fleur turned twenty two. • It was exciting thrilling, Brooke delighted with her expensive new dress and all the dancing, revelling in being the centre of attention. • Without warning; the vampires struck. Slinking into the large ballroom, it was Philippe who first noticed one of them and realised they weren’t on the very exclusive guest list. • He asked them to leave and in response they snapped his neck without hesitation. • The Amberlie family was rounded up with the rest of the party goers but then separated; they had hosted this party and then been rude enough not to invite the vampires and so they would pay. • Their mother was killed first, a quick cut along her throat, the vampires turning up their noses at eating someone they considered old and dry. • Sobbing, Fleur was also forced to watch her eldest brother, Justin killed, his throat torn out brutally, the still warm blood spraying across the group, marking them all. • Her cries caught the attention of the male vampire who seemed to be the power of the group, a dark eyed man by the name of Stygian. • He passed over Dorian, his intended target to take in the young female for the first time, Fleur lifting her tear stained wide eyes to meet his gaze. Instantly, he was hooked, entranced by those eyes. • He changed her right there and then, delighting in destroying such purity. • Becoming a vampire was traumatic, painful, a sudden explosion of sight and sound, the world sharpening around in. It hurt, leaving her confused and weakened – and hungry. • A human was led into the room with her, Fleur not recognizing him or hearing his cries, the hunger over taking everything, a red mist descending. • When the mist faded away, it was to find a body at her feet, her mouth still stained with blood. Fleur recognized the male now, heart shattering to realise it was her younger brother; she had killed her brother. • It was only the start of her torment, Stygian and his group of females delighting in twisting the young girl, in destroying everything she cared about and subjecting her to all manner of torture. • She responded by drawing into herself, hiding away more and more in her mind even as she broke, becoming the empty doll that Stygian wanted, a pretty little doll that would do whatever he wanted and could then be forgotten about for a while. • Stygian renamed her Brooke, her personality reminding him clear empty water and of course, for her blue eyes. • There was no way for the young vampire to know, but nearly eighteen years passed in this manner, Brooke becoming quite content to be petted and pampered and then left alone, even if this last state of affairs scared her. • She was alone in her room in the early hours of a morning when different sounds filled the house, voices of people she didn’t know. Brooke simply remained sitting on her bed, the well behaviour toy she was, even as screams started to fill the air, cries as the vampires were cut down by one. • One of the attacking group entered her room, Brooke staring at him without fear but simple curiosity. She could tell he was a vampire too but she wasn’t afraid – the years had stripped away any fear. • He introduced himself as Nikolas Tericcone, the male amused by her lack of fear. He offered her an alternative to the death that being given to the rest of the coven for trying to attack the Raidan. • Meekly, Brooke went with him, becoming a willing part of the Raidan. • She clung to Nikolas throughout, seeing him as a protector, a teacher, someone who would keep her safe. • It was the Raidan who really encouraged the use of her eyes when they became aware of the power in them and Brooke was more than willingly to exploit her gift, wanting to give the Raidan something back. • As she met more and more of the Raidan, she clung to more and more, finding a warped kind of family without the mix. • She’s been a part of them ever since, a loyal follower. ● The way in which she pronounces certain words betray her French heritage. ● Will sometimes just silently connect to someone in the Ether, just so she isn’t alone. ● Has had sex more than once and still doesn’t get why people care so much for it. ● Honestly doesn’t quite understand why her flowers always die when she tries to look after them in her room. ● Same with her pets; she is always upset when they die. ● Likes to dress her dogs up in little pet costumes; has even been known to wheel her favourites around in doll prams. ● Favourite colour is pink. ● Sleeps with a night-light on. ♪ Natalie Merchant; My Skin [Character Theme]. ♪ Joan Osborne; One of Us. ♪ Switchfoot; This is Your Life. ♪ Vienna Teng; Drought.
PLAY BY: Zooey Deschanel. PLAYER: Sethoz. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
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