ABOUT YOU
Name: Jess (call me that OOC if you wish)
Age: 19
Contact Info: Harlequinromance88@yahoo.com
How you found us: Yessie dearest.

CHARACTER INFO
Character name: Ardara Maeson
Nicknames: Dara, some people call her Mae.
Character age: 20
Birthdate: July 11
Gender: female
Bloodline: Master of Beasts
Level: beginner
Strengths: she hasn't found them yet
Weaknesses The only thing she has discovered as of now is sunlight.
Weapons carried on person: Since the age of sixteen she has carried a black dagger strapped to her calf.

Tell me about yourself
Hair colour/style: Jet black, shoulder length, and usually straight.
Eye colour: dark brown
Portrayal: Kate Voegele
Picture: coming in signature.

Physical description: Ardara has always enjoyed making herself look as good as she could with the small income she has. Her clothes usually come from Target and discount stores. She has an odd star shaped marking on her chest that came with her at birth. At the age of sixteen she got a black panther tattooed on her left shoulder. To preserve the puncture marks on her neck, the one who bit her placed salt over the markings to preserve it. She has a variety of piercing's on her body, her bellybutton, ears, and nose have been pierced.


Likes:
Bad boys
Partying
Animals (mostly horses, and giraffes)
people more like her
staying out late
sleeping through the day

Dislikes:
People who stare at her
guys who try too hard to get with her
rich snobs
overall gossipers
she prefers non-smokers
people who don't accept her the way she is
Fears:
death
not being counted upon
being told she is not of worth
Nervous habits:
peeling off her fingernails
constant tapping of her foot
being overly sensitive to noise

Personality description: Ardara has the belief that everybody should be looked upon equally. She grew up all of her life being poor in a ritzy neighborhood because her parents were maids and butlers to an extremely well off family. She now is more to herself, a lone ,if you will. The only trust she confides in any living being is her black cat, Boo. Once she opens up more to a group of friends she is more happy, but still refuses to tell anything of her past and life secrets.

Take me home to meet mom and dad:
Parents: Selena Maeson is her mother, Robert Maeson her father. Both are human
Siblings: She is an only child
Children: and has yet to find anybody worthy of her young.

History: Ardara was born into a womans shelter. Her mother without a dime to her name. There she learned to have to fight for everything, down to the smallest morsel of food, and especially any family keepsakes. Her mother never tried to connect with her only because Ardara was born prematurely and was thought not to live. Thankfully, the only problem she was born with was that she was on the smaller side. Otherwise she was just as capable as any other child stuck in the hell hole located in Westchester, New York. Her mother would sometimes show her a picture of her "father" but it was at an extremely young age that the young girl found that she looked absolutely nothing like her father, and only somewhat like her mother. Both with blonde hair, and blue eyes. Heavier set, and somewhat ogre looking. She was actually relieved to find that her father may be somebody of worth, and maybe even caring enough to save her from the place.

At the ripe age of ten she partially got her wish. Finding a job in Manhattan, Ardara's mother got them both out of there. Thankfully they were able to move into the family. The pay was small due to most of it going towards room and board in the mansion-like estate. Her mother then hooked up with one of the butlers who had gotten her the job in the first place. He was then to be called Daddy. For the fact that she refused to even call her mother anything but Selena, she was frequently shunned and forced to entertain the spoiled little demons that the paying family called their children. They would often tease her, throw toys at her, most anything in the book to make the now teenage girl become unsettled.

Finally hitting the age of sixteen, and hating school as much as she did, Ardara got her GED instead of finishing off High School. Though the people in the night classes were rather strange and mean looking, she befriended a girl named Roxy. She became friends with her and was sucked into the world of partying. Roxy was eighteen, but for some reason she took a liking to Ardara. As they snuck into clubs and bars, Roxy convinced Ardara to get a piercing. Through that year she ended up with every single one she now sports. Everything was enjoyable about her new lifestyle, what with being away from the family, and when she was at the house she was usually piss drunk and passed out.

Her new "daddy" hated how she had become, hell he hated everything about her except her looks. Apparently she had a rock star body and all that crap. Ardara never really bothered to classify herself as anything. But one day he pulled her into the pantry one of her drunken nights as it neared her seventeenth birthday. Thinking he could teach her a lesson, he ended up raping her. Now by that point she was far from a virgin, but the following morning she woke up terrified. Attempting to tell her mother, the woman just booted her from the house, having enough of the girl. Deciding to spend all of her money, she went to Roxy's house and decided it was time to get that Tattoo she was so afraid of getting. And she wanted a knife. After going to a shop and purchasing her baby, she and Roxy headed for the tattoo shop. Since she had no place to go, Ardara got a job and lived with Roxy up until present.

Writing Sample:
Ardara got up to get ready for work again. Hopping in the shower and waiting for the cold to kick in. Right on cue after a whopping three seconds of warmth the freezing cold woke her up immediately. Finishing with washing and such, she stepped from the shower and wrapped herself in a towel, then picked up her baby and strap, attaching it to her leg where it always dwelled. As she stepped out, her routine was as normal as any other day. Roxy was already out getting high or whatever she was into now. As she hopped into her old sedan, she headed off towards the bar. Parking behind the building, she headed through the alley leading to the front. Little did she know somebody was waiting for her there. He was a towering male, nearly seven foot tall. Tattoos ran all around his body, and a jagged scar went from his hairline to his upper lip, distorting it. She tried to side step him, but he just shifted in front of her. His eyes were a glowing canary yellow and he sported a pair of...fangs?
Her voice was low as she muttered "Excuse me, I need to get to work." But he merely stared at her, throwing her heart into her throat. The only time Ardara had ever heard of vampires were in silly books. Surely this must have been a joke, right? As he grabbed her, she made the mistake to look into his eyes. Somehow everything seemed to be okay. She faintly felt the tugging at her vein, but didn't even care. Though when she woke up in the same alley a few hours afterward she could have sworn it was only a dream, but her neck stung and she felt sealed puncture wounds at her vein. This was extremely odd, seeing that she had these dreams twice before. She remembered his face so vividly now. As she got into her car and sped home, she knew she desperately needed to get out of this place, fast.

As she tossed her suitcase on her mattress on her floor, Boo, her black cat that she found at the bar about six months ago rubbed at her leg. She tossed every single article she owned into her suitcase, which wasn't much, then zippered it. Tossing Boo's carrying case onto the mattress as well, she filled the dishes with food and water, coaxing him inside. As she closed him in, she stole a piece of paper from a pad and scribbled Roxy a goodbye, and told her she could always be found on her cell. The only problem now was where to go. As she carried Boo and rolled her luggage to her car, she tossed everything in and buckled Boo in the passenger seat. As she sped out onto I-95 she drove blindly until her eyes stung and pulled onto the side of the road. Assuming she had drove for about twenty four hours, she knew she needed a break. Seeing from licence plates, she was in Florida now. Locking everything she cried herself to sleep in the parking garage.

And the rest:
Anything else? 'sall good.

Did you read the rules? Oui, Ma Pettite.

It looks good so far there are a few minor spelling and gramatical mistakes that need to be fixed but nothing too major.

If she is to be a vampire I would like to see just how exactly she became a vampire and was inducted into the dead. You end her history with her getting kicked out and if you wish to change her to a human that would be a great place to end it.

Also, vampires cannot eat or drink regular food in the LKH universe so it is possible that she still likes the taste of those drinks she will never be able to taste them again without the help of a human servant (a master level vampire power).

Please PM for more suggestion and to have a few more questions answered.