Emma Dublin

Name: Emma Dudblin

Age: twenty three

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight

Species: Vampire

Rank: N/A (Will be Fledgling but not ranked yet)

Powers: N/A at the moment. But It'll be healing powers, only start out small like healing cuts and scraps, then as she grows more advanced preparing broken bones and blood colts, yet this would put more stress on her blood. She wouldn't be able to save anyone near death or preform miracle cures.

Personality: Emma is young, carefree party animal on Friday and Saturday nights. You generally wouldn't believe it during the day, she is quiet, withdrawn and focus solely on getting her degree in Art, -Painting-, yet she is chatty with her friends and great to have a laugh with and quiet witty on somedays. Yet when she is unsure or unsettled she becomes a bunch of nerves and generally freaks out. She doesn't freak out over insects or dead things. Things that make her nervous are like swimming over her head hight, where she can't touch the ground when swimming or like walking down stairs with out a hand rail or getting into an elevator by herself, she believes it'll get stuck with her in it and she'll never get out. She got like this due to watching to many horror movies. Yet Emma is generally a nice person and easy to get along with and very gullible once she consumes alcohol.  

Appearance: Emma has attractive red-ginger- hair which is long and goes down to her lower back, clashing nicely with her hair is her blue eyes, Emma has slightly dry skin which she cloaks in lotion before she goes to bed some nights, if she can be asked to do it. She stands at 5'6'' and she is actually quiet lean, instead of being curvy like most females her age, Emma isn't. Yet this doesn't mean she's flat chested, no she has slight big bust really.  
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Pros: Smiley

Cons: Doesn't known much about being a vampire.

Back story: Emma was 'normal' as any human could be, living on her own trying to steady herself abroad from home, studying in university along with her part time job as a waitress in a small cafe and paying rent too for her apartment. Emma is actually in her final year of her degree so at the moment it's a major part of her life. Her mother and Father now currently live in France and retired, they sold up their business and moved to France due to cheaper living and more sun over the year too. Then the night came when 'normal' wasn't so normal any more. She was out on the town with her best friend, Alisa, It wasn't unusual they would abandoned  each other during the end of the night ether both taking different directions home or not going home at all. Like most times when she goes out drinking she remembers parts of the night. A certain blonde guy took an interest of her during the night, Emma being gullible drunk she always is, wouldn't be her first tumble in the hay. But this was different from any tumble in the hay, she remembers. Sure started out like any other stumbling out of the club with each other laughing she remembers early he mention he was a lord. Emma laughed at this, knowing now their were no really lords anymore, so she took it as a joke and the male just grinned widely at her as they stumbled out. He pulled her into a ally way pinning her to the wall, Emma remembers making a witty comment about his lordship lowering his standards or something like that, next second a lot of kissing and biting was happening to her mouth then traveling down to her neck. Soft gasps would leave her lips, craving for more. Feeling being trapped under the larger male she couldn't help but feel submissive and moan for more, along with wanting to touch him. Yet he only chuckled huskily against her neck, never letting her arms move from the spot where he planted them down against the wall. The drilling pain was unbelievable, it hurt that much she couldn't even utter a scream of pain, clenching her eyes shut and she passed out before trying to thrash her body free from shock.
That was three nights ago, she remembers waking up feeling numb, she was in a fancy hotel room and it was dark outside. Not the first time she woken up in someone else bed, she was pretty calm about it, until she looked to the pillow next to her, that side of the bed seemed that it has never been touched, yet a her small black long sleeve dress sat neatly folded along her lingerie too, all seemed freshly cleaned too also a white crisp note on top, Her name elegantly swirled in handwriting written on it. It stating the room was paid for till the next morning and a thanks for the bloody evening. Panic settled in her, her brain seemed to rung alarm bells flashes of the night before accrued into her mind, grabbing her neck and legs went flying out of the covers yet she didn't get very far tripping up on the covers and her legs turn to jelly she crumbled to the floor in a heap. Her naked body refused to function in fact, she passed out. When she arose again it was only two hours later, eleven pm. Her blood shot eyes crack open and glanced around the polished floor and the beautiful decorated room. Raising up she stumbled a lot stumbling into furniture on the way, she no doubt get bruises later from the amount of times she fell onto them to support her jelly like legs. Finally reaching the bathroom which felt like it took her eyes, the red head looked at her self in the mirror, paler then normal skin drenched into a sweat, her fiery hair a mess, blue eyes once stood out against the white background looked like they dull and glazed, the whiteness in her eyes now red with many veins, her breathing was uneven in panic and shock. Tears leaked from the redness of her eyes, she didn't even feel the warm tears running down her cold cheeks. No her eyes were focused on the two puncher holes on her neck. Her body shook, she was having a panic attack. 
After crumbling to the floor with her emotions going haywire she sat there hugging her sorry state of her self for twenty minutes she finally got her self up after berating herself to get herself together, forcing her drained light headed self, into the shower and dressed she flopped on the stool by the mirror and starts to brush her hair. 
When Emma finally got herself ready to leave and moving the slow pace that her body would only allow her to go she head down from the hotel a receptionist stopped her on her way out saying her 'boyfriend' left her coat for her. She didn't utter a word, hell she didn't even really look at the receptionist she quiet accepted the coat. It was a black knee length coat peacoat. She wordlessly just put it on, saves her walking around outside in her 4 inch hells and her black midi thigh dress. She made it home in one piece.
The next day Emma woke up at five pm, strange normally she would of woken up at seven in the morning regardless if it wasn't half term or not. She felt better today, dressed in simple faded tan jeans and a white tee and a tartan jacket and brown ankle boots she walked out of her home to the hospital. Emma been feeling odd she felt better, like her eyes were more clear and her hearing too, but she felt not quiet right, so she went to the doctor. Apparently she was in better health then she's ever been in her life, yet her womb is still the same, no children for her. Strange huh? Yet he doctor did note she had slight blood shot eyes and slightly pale, she just needs to get out into the sunlight a bit more then she'll be fine. Yet she didn't dare show him the puncher holes on her neck. 

So this is the start of Emma's RP-ing life!

Additional details: Emma has been told by professional doctors that she can't produce a child.  Also she has no clue at the moment she's a vampire.

Secret phrases: -REMOVED BY HEICHOU-

How did you find us?: I was on your old site before I deleted my account due to life getting in the way.