Post by bliss raine valentine on Mar 14, 2013 18:10:28 GMT -5
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Name:
"The name's Bliss; Bliss Raine Valentine-Hartfield."
Age:
"I'm seventeen...Dudes, I was born this way."
Time:
"I've been a pureblood ever since I can remember. Like the rest of the pups in my pack, I shifted when I was thirteen."
Gender:
"Um;Dude...I have breast...And I pee sitting down...Does that explain anything?"
Sexuality:
"Well, no offence to bis and gays, but I'm straight. I just...Don't swing...That way."
Face Claim:
Nina Dobrev
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Breed:
Pureblood Werewolf
Eye color:
Normal :: Glacier blue
Happy :: Pacific blue
Angered :: Midnight, almost black, blue
Hair color:
Chocolate brown with blonde hightlights
Skin color:
Caramel
Height:
5'2"
Weight:
110 lbs.
[li]Tattoos: "Well, obviously. I have four of my own, but when it's on other people I'm just like "FFFFFF, I effin' love your tattoo!" Well, that's what I think. I don't voice that shit. Like, ever."
[/li][li]Biting Your Lip: "Okay, how can you not love this? And when dudes do it I just want to fall out and die. Happily, of course."
[/li][li]Sleep: "Dear Lord, if I could, I'd sleep for eternity. It's wonderful and it always seems to refresh you."
[/li][li]My Bed: "It's comfortable and I just want to melt into it."
[/li][li]When People Text Me First: "It makes me feel like they actually wanted to speak with me, ya' know?"
[/li][li]Cuddling: "Who doesn't love cuddling? Not like I have anyone to cuddle with, but still!"
[/li][li]Singing: "This feels like the only true way I can express my emotions. When I'm singing, all my feelings are poured out into that one song."
[/li][li]Animals: "They seem to understand me and care for me when no one else does."
[/li][li]Dancing: "It's fun, especially when you're dancing crazily to your favorite song with your best friend."
[/li][li]Reading: "It takes me away from the real world."
[/li][li]Listening to Music: "It tunes out annoying people that I don't feel like listening to."
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[li]Shopping: "Like...Why?"
[/li][li]Preppy People: "No...Just...No."
[/li][li]Long Drives: "Dear Lord, I wanna' get to the place I'm going right now, not six hours from now."
[/li][li]Abusive Guys: "Like...Why you gotta do that, though? You don't feel man enough so you gotta' beat on women?"
[/li][li]Being Lied To: "I know I'm a liar, but being lied to myself pisses me off."
[/li][li]Being Betrayed: "Like...You're a person I'd trust with my life and you gon' stab me in the back like that?"
[/li][li]Neon Colors: "It hurts my eyes and gives me a headache. Explain to me: Why in the world are neon colors existing right now?"
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Personality: (at least 50 words)
|-| "So what if I'm a little dangerous?"
Well, you know how everyone has a dark side? Yeah, Bliss’s is dangerous. She has darkness inside her that few dare to explore. Some say she a tortured soul who takes out her pain on others. They’re not all wrong either. If someone causes her emotional pain, Jaycee’s revenge gets physical. She’s done things that would make a demon p*ss his pants. Well…Maybe that’s a little overboard. Still, like almost every other criminal, she has her reasons. Then again…She gets a sort of sick pleasure from seeing others in pain.
|-| "I've been rejected my whole life."
Rejection is a big root in her darkness, her need to hurt others before they hurt her. Being rejected –basically unwanted- by her entire family because of her choice in friends sent her down a dark path. She dropped all the negative influences in her life, hoping that that would bring her family back to her, but they still ignored her. This rejection from the people that are supposed to love her unconditional tore her up inside and sent her down her dark road once more.
|-|"Some people say I'm emotionless, but no one knows how I truly feel on the inside."
Bliss isn’t emotionless, not really. She just closes herself off from the world, refusing to get close to her. In her mind, having any feelings –other than dislike for people- only hurts her in the long wrong. So, to steer people away from her, she acts like a stone-cold bitch with an icy heart. That way, no one will ever get close enough to hurt her.
|-| "I've been hurt one time too many."
Pain is something Bliss doesn’t cope with very well. She’s tried –and obviously failed- to kill herself numerous times. These attempts only landed her in a mental asylum, with nurses shoving pills down her throat, shoving needles in her arms and keeping her on suicide watch twenty-four seven. Sometimes, all the emotions she keeps bottled up –pain, anger, and self-hatred- it all crashes down on her in waves and she breaks down. It’s a pretty heart wrenching sight if you ever witness these rare breakdowns.
|-| "On a lighter note, I'm a bit random at times."
Despite all the bad, there’s a spark of good in Jaycee. It’s not visible, but it’s there. In the light twinkle of those beautiful blue eyes, in the tilting of her lips that signal the beginning of a smile; They’re rare signs of happiness and only a glimpse of who Jaycee used to be.
Family:
Father - James Hartfield (Alpha)
Mother - Angel Hartfield (Luna)
History:
Bliss was born into Whispering Breeze pack, one of the largest packs in North America, to the Alpha and Luna. The largest pack in North America, also considered their greatest enemy, was Blissful Night pack. Ironic, right? Anyway, Bliss first shifted when she was thirteen, along with the other pups in her pack. Of course, with Alpha blood running through her veins, she had to play it safe with the others.
A year later, her mother was killed in a battle with Blissful Night, causing her father to go into complete rage and kill a good number of Blissful Night pack members by himself. From then n, the two packs rarely associated with each other. Instead of becoming consumed in grief, her father became a tyrant, forcing pups to shift earlier than they were meant to. Many pups died due to this factor, but her father didn't seem to care.
When she was sixteen, Bliss' father killed two pups that she held dear to her heart, seeing them more as her daughters than anything. In a fit of rage she murdered him, surprised by her own viciousness and strength. Not able to face the pack after committing this crime, she ran.
She roamed North America for about two years, finally coming across Silverthorn Crossing. she settled down here, deciding she'd start anew.
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(c) Stella
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