*giggles*

Apr 08, 2008 15:42

Wow, I have a really bad habit of ignoring my journal.

Well, Trina, my vampire, isn't a vampire anymore. She's a werewolf now, because that's where her storyline took her. *nods*

I'll get her werewolf profile up here soon. But in the meantime, here's her old vampire profile. well, one of them at least.

Name: Trina Ambyr Bass
Age: 19 (but appears about 17 now)
Date of Birth: May 19, 1988
Date Turned: September 04, 2001
Eyes: Murky blue (changed when she dealt with the loss of Jayce when he died and became an angel)
Hair: Blond, slightly curly with a bit darker underneath
Height: 5'1"
Place of Birth: near Brisbane, Australia
Family: Parents: Landon and JoAnn, sister: Malisa, brother: James (deceased)
Claimed Family: Charlene (deceased), Bennie Norh

Trina moved with her parents and two siblings from Brisbane, Australia to LA, California around the age of 9. She enjoyed school in America until she was the age of 13, when she almost drowned in the school pool. - she attributes her almost drowning to the "Evil Invisible Walls" which follow her places with the sole purpose of tripping her. She was turned shortly after her almost drowning.

Her Turning: Trina was only 13 when she was turned, and the event was a rather unpleasant thing for the girl. She was attacked by a rogue vampire at an overnight campout with several of her friends. She had been left for dead in the woods, only to be found the next morning by her best friend, Aslan. Aslan found Trina curled in a ball in the hollow of a tree, slightly bloody, but not looking horrible. They agreed that no one would know what happened to her because she herself did not remember what had happened.

She spent the first month or so not even knowing what she was becoming. She didn't immediately realize that her growing aversion to sunlight and constant hunger were caused by her vampirism. It was not until her younger half-brother James, had come up to her with a cut finger asking her to fix it, that her mind snapped. She bit him with an out-of-body feeling, not really knowing what she was doing, only that he smelled delicious and she was ravenous. She bled him dry, and before she knew it, he lay dead in her arms. He was only 7 years old, and she had killed him.
Trina had immediately screamed for her parents, Landon and Jo Ann, shrieking that James was hurt. Her parents did not take the news well. They did not go to the police about their vampire daughter, instead casting her out of the house with nothing more than what she could pack into her book bag. She fled the city, and holed up in the hollow tree she'd been found in the morning after she was turned. She did not sleep at all that first year, the guilt of killing her brother wracking her brain and driving her crazy. To punish herself for her actions, she would spend time in the dappled sunlight that surrounded her tree-hollow home during the day, burning herself.
Following her one year of seclusion in the forrest, Trina did not allow herself near humans for another two years. She was sixteen when she felt capable of being around anyone more than the animals she met in the clearing outside of her tree. During her three year seclusion, she picked up the ability to hear the trees talking, smell when a wolf is in the area, and the ability to understand most animals in at least a vague sense.

Shortly after her sixteenth birthday, she trekked to her sister's apartment in East Hollywood. Malisa, living with her fiance Ace Jr., hesitantly welcomed her younger sister back into her life. She understood that it was not fully Trina's fault that she killed James, and chose to shelter the young vampire. Malisa and JR helped her get used to people again. A few months into Trina's stay with her sister, Malisa offered to help her hunt down the vampire that turned her. It took almost a month to track him down and kill him, but they were succesful, Malisa only acquiring a few bruises and cuts.

Trina is now very happy, having a new claimed family that cares about her very much.

Yup, that's Trina for you!

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