Maria Eva Rossi

[midnightwillow]

001. NAME• Maria Eva Rossi
002. NICKNAME• Eve; but only to a select few associates
003. REAL AGE• 412
004. HOW OLD YOU LOOK?• 25
005. BIRTHDATE• March 15, 1598
006. WHERE YOU LIVE?• Italy, Spain, England (depending on her mood)
007. AND YOU FEAST ON?• humans; when absolutely necessary she gets her sustenance from a bloodbank but prefers the hunt

001. YOUR FACE• Irina Shayk
002. HAIR• Her hair is long and dark brown, almost black, cut a bit past her shoulders. She has never dyed it nor does she need to. It’s always elegantly styled, not a hair out of place.
003. EYES• Her eyes are slate grey. In sunlight they would appear a beautiful dark blue shade, if she were suicidal enough to step outside that is.
004. HIEGHT• 5’8”
005. WEIGHT• 135
006. BODY MODS• Maria lived through the days where prostitutes were branded with tattoos...no thanks. Her body is perfect and the only modification she allows herself is her pierced ears.
007. FASHION/STYLE• Marias style is elegant and expensive. She only allows the finest fabrics to touch her body, and has a few designers that create pieces just for her. She doesn’t wear pants; pencil skirts and flowy dresses suit her much better. Her closet consists of mostly black, white, and cream colors, with a few reds thrown in for special occasions. Her jewelry, like her clothing, is simple and expensive. Her collection consists mostly of pearls and diamonds, some pieces worn by queens. She loves high heeled shoes shoes which, in contrast to the rest of her wardrobe, can range from simple to extreme (she has a few pairs in fushcia and tigerprint).

001. LIKES• parties, power, herself, money, painting, shoes, black cats, antique daggers, control
002. DISLIKES• warewolves, dogs, insects, humans, technology, loud music, explanations, not getting her way, raising her voice, pain (her own not in general)
003. FEARS• the sun, conspiracy, being forgotten, betrayal, losing, failing, feelings
004. STRENGTHS• intelligent, confident, beautiful, passionate, great with a dagger
005. WEAKNESSES• materialistic, throws temper tantrums once in a while, insensitive, reckless
006. ODDITIES• her love for funky shoes; slightly obsessive compulsive; never watches television; uses candlelight in her home because it makes her look better; her love of history
007. ORIENTATION• Heterosexual
008. SPECIFIC MORALS• Stick to your own species please.
009. PERSONALITY OVERVIEW• Maria is selfish and unsympathetic. She wouldn’t hesitate draining a human for stepping on her shoe. Before she was turned, she was rich and spoiled, and has carried that over to her immortal life. She carries herself like a queen and feels she deserves to be treated as such. There is no one that she cares about more than herself and only a few vampires that have gained her trust enough for her to say she cares about them. She does have feelings beneath the cold exterior, but one would have to chisel their way to get to them, a dangerous task.

She despises werewolves even more than she dislikes humans, considering them to be vile and impure creatures. Humans are simply ordinary and are of no interest to her. She most definitely underestimates both races, but has not yet been disproved of their weakness. She has her own circle of vampire friends, if one would call them that, who she believes adore her but truly even they think she’s a spoiled bitch that throws great parties. She wasn’t forced into becoming a vampire because she wanted the power, felt she was worthy of immortality.

She does like her solitude every once in a while, and a bit out of character perhaps, she likes to read. She is fascinated by history and if anyone was to give her a gift, an old manuscript (still expensive of course) would be the way to go. Of course she would never admit her pleasure and will let people think she'd prefer diamonds.

001. PARENT ONE• Franco Conte, Count de Rosa; deceased
002. PARENT TWO•Eva Conte; deceased
003. SIBLINGS• none
004. PETS• Black cat named Zanna (fang in Italian)
005. HISTORY OVERVIEW•
Ah the memories…

1598-Northern Italy
To begin at the beginning, Maria was born into Italian nobility. Her father was a Count and her mother the daughter of a rich merchant. There were some complications after Maria’s birth and her mother Eve suffered some damage which left her unable to bear any more children. This devastated her parents, as they were happily married even though their marriage was arranged. To compensate, they did everything in their power to spoil their only daughter. Maria got everything her little heart desired. She learned how to manipulate at an early age and utilized her newfound power as much as she could.

1616
At this point Maria was past the age for marriage. She was a beautiful woman of eighteen and at this point her father has been begging her to choose a husband for three years with no success. He couldn’t force her to marry because she was his little girl but he knew that if she didn’t make a match now there was no way to keep the family growing.

It turned out fate was to make the decision for them. A few months after Maria’s eighteenth birthday her father revealed that the family funds have been running low for the past couple of years, and the family was on the verge of poverty. Maria, being spoiled as she is, hasn’t noticed the signs because she has gotten what she wants while her parents were struggling. She didn’t cry when they dropped her off at the fat old mans house whom she was to marry. Marco Vitalli was rich, but he was also pushing sixty. Because of her age he was the only one that would compensate her parents for marrying her. Anyone else would have asked for a dowry. Her parens were crying when they sent her away but Maria wasn’t worried. On her wedding night she put untraceable poison in her husbands wine and told everyone he died of their vigorous lovemaking.

She was rich and alone in his mansion, a virgin widow and still had her way.

Seven years later she first met him. He was beautiful, dark and foreign. She was instantly in love. He was her lover before he was her maker. He showed her what he was and she lusted for it, wanted to become a creature of legend like him. He gave her the gift, biting her and letting her drink from his now ancient blood. The pain was worth the pleasure. (Leaving his name out for RP purposes)

1623-1800
Maria slowly watched time change. She didn’t even see her parents grow old and die, her maker suggested faking her death before they realized what she was, it was a dangerous time for those who are considered evil. To remember them she changed her name overtime to have her mothers name as a middle name, and out of necessity changed her surname to Rossi. She lived in the shadows, using her powers of persuasion to live from husband to husband, sometimes killing them via fangs, sometimes sparing them and just taking her money. She made her fortune at the expense of others and isn’t sorry.

1800-1900
She began to be well known in the vampire community. Some worshipped her, some feared her, most respected her. She had businesses and property all over Europe at this point, so she was safe from being discovered. She traveled often and enjoyed the j lifestyle. She even has a few connection in America, not that she visits them often, she didn’t prefer that particular country. Her reputation as a cold-hearted bitch grew as more and more vampires became enamored with humans and even, god forbid, friends with werewolves… what is the world coming to.

1900-Present
Maria is wealthy and content. She has attended several prestigious colleges and holds degrees in history, philosophy, and public relations (that one was for fun). Of course, these were all just for the little piece of paper, she didn't have to attend college because there wasn't much left for her to learn. She alternates between England, Italy, and Spain as her sanctuaries where she conducts business of the clean and dirty variety. She has a small aristocratic group of vampires in her circle and concentrates mostly on putting on extravagant parties and making an entrance. Ah the life of a vamp…

Yo', my name is Doll, and I've been the walking dead for 20 years, and I've been grave robbing for 2 years, I dug up lovely Crimson Kiss by means of an ad somewhere (sorry forgot where XD) and adore it.

001. ANYTHING ELSE?• questions, comments, anything...
002. ROLE PLAY SAMPLE•

Her fingers brush the black and white keys, gently wiping away the dust that has accumulated there. It felt strangely good that there was dust there; that her lover has stayed true to her, waiting for her.

Lifting her hands loosely above the keys, she dropped them in perfect unison and the piano hummed with pleasure. She closed her eyes and savored that sound. Letting it pour over her and fade into the depths of the living room.

Rosalind hasn’t set foot in this house for over fifty years since he turned her. She was afraid she would find it destroyed, or worse, inhabited by a loving family. Apparently people thought it was haunted and even the skeptics wouldn’t buy it.

Rosalind laughed, a deep sensual sound, and looked around at the faded remnants of her past. It was strange but she didn’t feel anything. Not sorrow as she had expected, or nostalgia. All she remembered was how fucking boring it was. All coming back did was remind her that she was reborn when Liam sired her.

She turned her neck suddenly facing the entryway. Someone was coming. A slow smile spread across her porcelain features. It could be children daring each other to spend the night in a haunted house, or a homeless person.

Rose made a face at that thought, she would much rather prefer to feed on someone older, and clean.

She was wrong on both accounts. The door slowly opened, the moon casting a shadow over the figure that lingered there. It was a man. And he knew he wasn’t alone. This is going to be fun…