Evelyn Pera

[Evelyn Klass]

So say, what are you waiting for?

{Y o u r I n f o :

Name: Julie.
Age: turning 13
Birthday: December Seventh. 1995.
Nicknames: For some reason, everybody calls me JuJu. T__T
Role-play experience: I believe I'm an experienced role player. I have been active in several role playing sites.

But you can't blame me for hating it

{C h a r a c t e r I n f o :

Name: Evelyn Pera
Nicknames: You can come up with it.
Age: She looks 15, when she has actually been living for centuries. She doesn't keep count.
Birthday: January 1.
Grade: Sophomore.
Dorm Number: 07
Celeb Name: Emily Browning
Place of birth: Human birth- Los Angeles. When she was bitten and turned into a vampire- Britain.

I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always late

{A p p e a r a n c e :

Height: 5'6
Weight: 110
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Gold.
Final Description: Evelyn has always been pale, even before another vampire had bitten her. Because of this, she is even paler than the other vampires. Her eyes vary between gold and green, and she takes advantage of it, saying they're green. However, when she's thirsty, they darken to an amber. When she's in anger, they have a red tint to them. When she's happy or in love, they're a vibrant gold, and irresistible. When she's somber and quiet in depression, they darken to a gold green. They are usually a vibrant gold, for she wishes to be happy all the time.

I don't blame you for being you

{F a m i l y :

Parents: Unknown.
Grand-parents: Unknown.
Siblings: Unknown.

Baby, seasons change but people don't.

{P e r s o n a l i t y :

Likes:

+ To smile.
+ To tease people.
+ To laugh.
+ To hug and kiss.

Dislikes:

- Crying in front of people. She believes it shows weakness.
- To hurt people.
- People who believe they are better than her.
- People who interrogate her endlessly.

Hates:

* Hearing people insult themselves.
* Lies.
* Posers/Fakes
* Wannabes.

Dreams:

‘ To fall in love.
‘ To have an adventure.

But don't pretend you ever forgot about me.

{ H i s t o r y : (I'm going to be writing this part in First Person)
When my eyes opened, it was all dark. I can't say I knew what happened, because I didn't. The only thing I remembered was a dark, loming figure hovering over me and snarling in my presence. I remembered a blood curdling scream escaping my throat, and I was suddenly writhing in pain. The pain was unbearable. Something was so terribly wrong, and I couldn't think, I couldn't reason with myself, and I nearly saw my heart blackening in anger. I got up; for some reason, it was terribly fast and for once, I didn't get a headrush. What had happened to me? Then I ran in fear. I ran faster than anything, and I loved the feeling. Maybe that figure had done a favor for me. Perhaps he had given me strength?
I was a monster. I won't deny it, I was. I killed mercilessly, due to my needy thirst. I didn't think anybody could control their thirst. After awhile, I was in much more control, although I still killed to satisfy it. Then I came upon a mysterious figure again. He saw me coming, and he noticed the dark eyes of mine immediently, as if he had seen other vampires before. I wondered if he was the one who had put me in this body, this beautiful, unbreakable body, and this was what stopped me. He smiled at me. I recognized the shining white teeth, and then I noticed his eyes; gold. I trembled in fear. He held out his hand to me, and we were in love, certainly. We traveled the whole world, and he taught me everything. I truly did believe he was the one who gave me this power.
I was wrong. The one who really did give me these abilities was a true monster. My love and I (it hurts to say his name, you see) came upon him while we were hunting and talking about the possibility of marriage. He walked towards us with an evil, hungry smile, and I was frozen, as was my love. He recognized me. It was the reason he spared me. He blinked at me in surprise, and ignored me while turning to the left of me, where my love realized he was my creator. No word escaped his lips, no sound. The silence suffocated me from all sides. My creator came upon him and killed him silently. The last words from my love were touching, full of passionate love and without anger. He wasn't mad at me for even touching my creator to save him; he must know what bond a vampire has with their creator. He said the three words that meant the most; "I love you." We had never spoken those words to each other, although we knew it quite well. I sobbed endlessly, and ran away. My creator eventually found me, and he was my abuser. He claimed me to be his love, and I told him, weakly, that I loved him as well. I was betraying my real, true love. I was so ready to run away. I knew why my creator 'loved' me; it was my face. He eventually fell in 'love' again, and I wandered to this academy. A safe place for a fresh new start.
I smiled and applied as a new student.

They say your head can be a prison.

{E x t r a s :

Pets: None.
Other: She is looking for love, all the time. She has no idea that her true love may be closer than she thinks...
(Meaning, it's either a boy who is a vampire, and the two of them know each others secrets, or a human boy she's friends with. I'd like either. :) If that'd be okay...)

[Adeline Edwards]

Your almost accepted...
You forgot the history.
BTW:; The details were brilliantly excellent

[Evelyn Klass]

Ahhh! I forgot the History! XD

[Evelyn Klass]

The history is up. I modified it.

[Adeline Edwards]

ACCEPTED!
THE HISTORY ROCKED MY SOCKS OFFF!!!!

[Evelyn Klass]

XD thanks!