Name: Tara Stevens (her name is a psudomym)
Age: 3,000 at least.
Gender: Female
Speicies: Half Vampire, Half Human
Appearance:
Personality: She is bored easily, and sees the lower vampires as lower than scum and will sometimes go after the higher vampires, to satisfy her need for a challenge. She is on her own side, neither working for the vampires, nor for the humans.
Past: She never knew her parents, but some say her father could only be Dracula himself as she is very strong. She was found on the doorstep and was used by a family of humans as a slave laborer, until she got fed up and killed the family. A while later, she was betrayed as well by a Vampire, so her own hatred are displayed equally.
Other: She has the abilities(if too powerful, just tell me; I'm using some of the same abilities as seen on Hellsing)to teleport by appearing to melt into darkness, to travel through walls, and a regenitive ability that allows her to regenerate even if all's left is a pile of gore, as well as a higher level of strength (she can lift no more than 50-100 lbs without breaking a sweat), and she can endure 3 days of non-stop sunlight, 7 days in and out of sunlight without weakening. Her weapons are a .9mm baretta, loaded with blessed silver bullets and a sword which is made of pure blessed silver and the hilt is made of an aluminum alloy.
Rp Sample:
The red moon shown behind her as she walked on. She could easily melt into darkness and teleport, but she felt like walking. The night was beautiful and she felt it was meant to be enjoyed like she was enjoying it by walking. She knew that she was hungry and there was only one way to fulfill her hunger-- by drinking human blood. She found a homeless old man and drank his blood and as she did, a gun was pressed against her temple and she kept drinking.
The hammer of the pistol hit and the report could be heard for blocks, but no one was around to hear it. The person who had fired walked away, muttering about "weak vampires" as a laugh was heard and the blood and gore that was her head reformed and she stood up.
"You thought one lousy bullet would kill me, human?" she asked with a toothy smile, revealing her enlongated incisors.
"This isn't possible!" the human shouted in terror as he walked back.
"Apparently, I beg to differ," she said, revealing a sadistic smile that was very creepy.
Screaming was heard for city blocks before dying out and all was quiet. Tara walked away, smiling as two carcasses laid on the ground.
"Not the best I've had and certainly not the worst," she stated to herself as she walked away into the night.