Post by Imogen Hazard on Oct 28, 2008 6:36:25 GMT -5
BEHIND THE MASK&&
[/size]name: EriinThe air was thick with fog; she had been awake all night thoughts playing in her mind the fog seeping in from all corners. It touched the trees, the hedges, highlighting the delicate threads of a spider’s home; it had even managed to reach her mind. Imogen couldn’t make head or tail of her thought process.
age: seventeen
gender: Female
years of experience: 4+BACK TO BASICS&&
name: Imogen Grace Hazard
nickname: Immy, Midge
age: sixteen
gender: female
sexual orientation: straight
race: vampire
blood: half blood
sin/virtue: ----LOOK INTO THE MIRROR&&
celebrity: hilarie burton
picture:
height: 5' 4"
weight: 178
eye colour: brown
hair colour: blonde
heritage: caucaisan
tattoos: ---
piercings: ears
flaws: Imogen has a tendancy to bite her nails and chew her lips when shes nervous or bored. She nevers accepts critisim well and will always try to get the last word in when confronted with an argument. If she feels she is going to be trapped into somthing she doesn't like she will start to push people away and become secluded in herself. She comes across as ignorant but really she finds it hard to make conversation with those she doesn't know or isn't sure of and tends to keep her emotions to herself.
overall appearance: : her eyes are brown, that are so dark they resemble peat bogs that often make people feel as if they are sinking into them and unable to get out and stay lost in them forever; she often frames them with natural eye make up that is subtle yet effective, however this only happens when she's in the mood to dress herself up - which isn't very often.
her hair is blonde, soft and naturally curley hair which she often emphasises and like her make up this only happens when she feels like it but when she does it gives her an angelic appearance. she dresses simply but its always effective, she tends to wear whatever comes to hand but she doesn't care how she looks as long as she has some decent clothes on.
she is tall, slim and even though she's a girl she's strong, she's a regular runner which tones up her calfs. imogen is agile in her movements and this is apparent when she plays the guitar or has a pen in her hand. she often sings along with her strumming and has been complimented on having the voice of an angel.BE YOURSELF&&
likes:
> reading
> her guitar
> singing
> running
> drawing
> music
> randomness
> coffee (don't ask its a human thing)
> writing
> blood (she likes it because its the only way she can survive)
dislikes:
> silence
> boredom
> commitment
> werewolves
> being trapped
> sitting still
> her trust issue
> biting her nails/lips when nervous
> blood (this is due to her father being a vampire)
strengths:
> guitar
> voice
> strength (mind & physical)
> drawing
> writing
> secret keeping
weaknesses:
> trusting people
> sarcasm
> ignorance
> self destructivness
> her addiction to coffee
overall personality:
soft & gentle - if you hear the angelic tones of a girl singing and a guitar being strummed then you know your not far from Imogen Hazard, it also probally means that she's in a good mood and has a practicle joke, but not the kind to hurt somone because she has been hurt in past and knows whats its like.
lovable & caring - considering her trust issues with people, imogen is the kind of person that is willing to drop everything she is doing in order to help someone in trouble. she's only ever had one boyfriend - daniel, he was probaly the only one she trusted and could confide in since the death of her mother. she doesn't tell people what goes on in her head or how she's feeling. she loves her half brother to no extent but she's never told him this as she fears he will reject her again.
frustrated & angry - as well as her gentle and caring side she also has a fierce side, but this takes a long time for her to reach that boiling point, however it only takes somone to insult or harm a loved one then you don't want to be in the way when she blows, this is when her strength comes in and she throws a mean punch. whilst her half brother is mainly the peacekeeper, she can be the total opposite.CAN'T RUN FROM YOUR PAST&&
parents:
> Richard Hazard - father ;; forty five ;; vampire
> Alice Richardson - mother ;; deceased ;; human
siblings:
> Darren Hazard - half brother ;; nineteen ;; vampire
other:
> Grandmother - mothers side ;; 74 ;; human
pets:
> Barney - dog ;; full grown rotweiler
overall history:
Imogen was born December 12th in the middle of a snow storm, she was the result of a vampire/human love affair. Her human mother and vampire father loved her from the moment she was born and even though she only got to see her father once a month she wasn't bothered but she could never understand why the kids at school would tease her for not having both her parents at home all the time.
from a young age, she was treated as an equal instead of just your average child, every month her father would come to stop the weekend and take her off to a store of her choice and buy her anything she wished. you could say she was daddy's little girl, even though she was always told about his other family with his son Darren.
however when she was 3 her father stopped coming and for over a year and a half she didn't see or have any contact with him. she would often ask her mother when he would visit again, but her mother would always look at her with sad eyes reply that "Daddy has to look after his other family." This answer often satisfied Imogen and she would always return to her drawing her mind always thinking about her half brother.
when her father started to come back he acted differently, he still greeted her with a hug and a kiss but this time is was more savoured, as if it was his last time with her.
Imogen adored her father and the older she grew the more she wished to meet her brother Darren; she loved him as a sister should love her brother, even though they had never met.
however when Imogen's mother was diagonosed with Breast Cancer she was given just under a year to live. Imogen's world felt as if it was falling down around her, even though her father spent more time with her and Alice. The day after her 14th birthday Imogen's mother died, it felt as though her world had come to an end, she was devastated; the courts also decided she should go live with her father and soon her grief was mixed with nerves at meeting her brother Darren.
from the moment that the door opened to reveal her with her father's arm on her shoulder, Imogen could tell she wasn't welcome; but the hostitly didn't come form her new step mother, no, instead it came from her half brother, the one she had loved from the moment she knew about him. knowing that he loathed her broke her heart and this was the start of trust issue.
Darren didn't know she existed and the nerves she had felt for seeing him turned into hate for her father, she couldn't believe that the man she had adored for all of her life would lie to her about Darren knowing who she was. Imogen became withdrawn and almost stopped talking altogether.
then one night it all changed. she was on her evening run when she was pulled away from her thoughts, her attention focused on a large group ahead of her. she worked out that it was a pack of werewolves that had jumped a lone vampire; at first she choose to keep on running , but when she caught sight of the victims face she changed her course of direction and jumped into the circle pulling as many werewolves off her brother as she could.
for the first time since her arrival they were working together - even if he didn't know who she was.
when she saw the opportune moment Imogen grabbed Darren and pulled him out, she managed to drag him towards a tree where he collapsed and passed out momentarily. she immediatly grabbed his arm to check his pulse, but she was faced with needle scars - "that can wait" she told herself before reaching out and brushing away his hair from his face, wiping away a line of blood slowly oozing out of a cut above his eyebrow. after awhile his eyes opened and their eyes met, Imogen could see the shock him his eyes, but she could tell he was thankful.
after that she went back to being ignored and not talking to anyone beside her step mother, but when Darren started to talk to her and appologised she nearly had a heart attack, she accepted his appology and smiled gracefully, the love she had for her brother was still there, it had never left her but it would take alot of work and time for the scars to heal and for them to trust one another.ALL I NEED IS THE REST&&
secret word: fallen angel
other characters on this site?: -----
anything else?: i was a member here before but due to unforseen circumstances i never realy got into the swing of it all
sample roleplay:
It was funny how the world worked, it was coming up to two years since she had moved into her fathers’ house, two years since she had met half brother and step mom. Two years since everything in her life had started to loose meaning.
Last night had been a turning point, last night she had saved her brothers life; it was a pivotal moment in their relationship, before he had simply ignored her and when he was forced to make communication he was brash and cold. It knocked Imogen the way he treated her she had adored a brother her whole life and he didn’t know she existed.
She had seen something new in the way he looked after her she had saved his life; she had seen gratitude and compassion. Suddenly her life seemed to have found a new meaning she had this chance to build some form of relationship with her brother.
Imogen stood at her bedroom window staring out at the fog lying thick in the street. Too many thoughts to comprehend with, yet it wasn’t the new found love she had gained from saving her brothers life, instead it was the scars she had discovered down his arm. Imogen had always known that he was in some form of trouble, but she had never realised it had involved drug usage.
Without thinking Imogen turned from her bedroom window, turning her back to the fog instead she made her way over to her bed where a pair of running shoes sat idly waiting to be used; she grabbed them and started to stuff her feet inside, grasping at the laces she did them up before grabbing a jacket and leaving her room and out of the front door with a slam.
In seconds her muscles were pumping, her feet pounding along the pavement as she ran through the street, her breath speeding up with every stride she took, she pounded the thoughts of her brother out of her mind.