Eris Desnae

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001. NAME• Eris Marie Desnae
002. NICKNAME• Eris, Des
003. REAL AGE• 22
004. HOW OLD YOU LOOK?• 19
005. BIRTHDATE• January 7, 1987
006. WHERE YOU LIVE?• Nomadic
007. AND YOU FEAST ON?• humans, yum!

001. YOUR FACE• Nephania
002. HAIR• Eris’ hair varies in color and style. Eris is usually seen with the front portion of her hair dyed vibrant red while the back portion is black. Sometimes she will dye the top layers of her hair bright red and the underlying layers black. She has been known to add ‘gothic’ hair extensions from time to time as well which can range from dreads made of actual hair, to wool dreads, or plastic dreads that resemble tubing to some kind of machine. Eris has even been known to dye her hair pink bright pink. Her hair is always changing, always evolving.
003. EYES• Eris’ eyes are a strange green/amber mix. Some days her eyes are more green with a slight amber twinge, other days her eyes are more amber in color with a hint of green mixed it. Her eye color seems to depend on her attire and her attitude, no one is really sure which plays a bigger part though.
004. HIEGHT• 5’5”
005. WEIGHT• 131
006. BODY MODS• Ears pierced
007. FASHION/STYLE• Eris is a 100% what most would call a Goth, some say her style is Alternative, but that’s neither here nor there. Eris wears anything and everything considered ‘goth’. She wears platform boots, stiletto thigh high boots with more buckles than should be legal, as well many other forms of foot wear. She wears mini-skirts weighted down with chains, fishnet stockings like they are a second skin. Corsets make up the majority of her tops and she is never without a pair of arm warms, some made of fishnet others of actual cloth. Eris has even been known to add a pair of goggles to her ensemble that serve no purpose at all. All in all Eris dresses as though every day were Halloween. Despite her love for all that is black, chain ridden, and made of latex she isn’t against wearing elegant dresses or even the casual t-shirt and jeans with a simple pair of converse. Eris’ style is a beast all its own.

001. LIKES•
- Her lover
- Dogs (but only the large breeds, the bigger the better)
-Thunderstorms
- Knives/Swords and other similar sharp objects
- Listening to music way to loud (mainly anything of a heavier genre)
- Creeping people out
- The feel of rain upon her skin
- Dragons (real or not she loves them)
- Reading (but only fantasy or science fiction novels)
002. DISLIKES•
- Country music
- Children
- Chick flicks
- Romance novels
- Fake people
- Rude people
- Neat freaks
003. FEARS•
- Death (automatically setting fire and sun at the top of her to avoid list)
- Being abandoned
- Being seen as a weakling
- Being forgotten
- Claustrophobic
004. STRENGTHS•
- Creative
- Athletic (Eris took gymnastics as a child)
- Intelligent
- Observant
- Cunning
005. WEAKNESSES•
- Doesn’t back down from a fight EVER
- Pride
- Reckless
- Stubborn
- Insane
006. ODDITIES•
- She is an extremely happy and bubbly individual, always finding something to laugh about (remember she is insane kids so that laughter may not be at something that is considered normal)
- Obsessed with Dante, despite his occasional bad treatment of her
- Despite seeming flighty she has a photographic memory
- Eris is a gymnastic freak and often times will do cartwheels or summersaults randomly while walking
- Eris has to have a blade in her hands to keep them busy otherwise she gets overly antsy, when she does have a blade in her hands she is continuously twirling said blade
007. ORIENTATION• Straight
008. SPECIFIC MORALS• Kill only when its justified (based on what SHE considers right and wrong)
009. PERSONALITY OVERVIEW•
Eris is mentally unstable. Once upon a time all of her duckies use to be in a row, but then everything changed and now several are missing and the few that remain are maimed. Despite being insane Eris is one of the most upbeat people you will ever meet. She is almost always smiling and laughter is a common companion for her.

However, Eris does have more than her fair share of skeletons in her closet. For being such a bubbly individual she excels at dealing out death. Eris’ killings aren’t random though, she kills when she thinks it is justified. Eris has a twisted sense of what is right and wrong. She has been known to kill a someone for cutting her off in line because it was rude, but then not killing someone else after she just witnessed them commit a murder she considered justified because the person they killed obviously didn’t know anything about fashion and therefore deserved to die.

She is also susceptible to complete mental break downs every now and then; these usually occur when Dante has pushed her to her limit. During these melt downs she loses what little rationality she has and usually goes on a killing spree. Her melt downs don’t last more than a night, maybe two, but once they are past she seems to forget it ever happened.

001. PARENT ONE• Jeremy Desnae – Father – Retired Commander 05 in the US Navy/Naval Architect at the local shipyard - Alive
002. PARENT TWO• René Desnae – Mother – Retired School Bus Driver for Eris’ former private school
003. SIBLINGS• Ira Desnae – younger brother by 5 years
004. PETS• None (for the time being)
005. HISTORY OVERVIEW•
Eris was born and raised in a rural area of eastern Virginia. She is the oldest of her parent’s two children and the only healthy one; her brother was born with a heart defect that was corrected through several surgeries. Growing up Eris was a normal child. She had her favorite toys, cartoons, and threw temper tantrums just like the kids down the street. There was nothing out of the ordinary about Eris. She had a healthy relationship with her parents and picked on her little brother mercilessly. Eris’ had a happy childhood.

At the age of three she started her gymnastic career, of course when she was three it was called tumbling and it was offered at her private school. As the years passed Eris kept up her gymnastics and she was still as normal as the next child; that was until puberty hit. At the age of 12 everything changed for Eris, but that happens to everyone. Everyone deals with puberty differently and everyone changes. Some of Eris friend’s that had been considered frumpy when they were little were suddenly the hot popular girls, others that had been super cute turned into the geeks, but Eris went a totally different direction from everyone else she knew. Eris became one of the many tortured teenage souls that record labels fronting Emo bands depend on to stay afloat.

The path of a tortured teen isn’t an odd choice for any teenager, it’s actually quite fitting to their emotional turmoil and distress because no one else understands them; unless you live in Redneckville and go to Redneck Academy like Eris because being Goth is strictly forbidden. Almost overnight Eris did a 180 and she shocked everyone at her school, not to mention her family. Bubbly little Eris was suddenly the creepy kid in school that no one trusted and at first she lived up to the automatic reputation. Eris was mean and creepy beyond belief, but after several months she dropped the act and went back to being her bubbly self. This simple act she had put on was the first sign that perhaps Eris had a screw or two loose, but everyone attributed her behavior to her quirky personality.

As time progressed and Eris grew up into a young woman she became more and more immersed in the world of all things taboo. By the time she graduated she had progressed from gymnastics to an unhealthy love for knives and swords; which she incorporated into her gymnastics which resulted in her being asked to leave the gym she practiced at. Her room which had once been covered in posters of all the boy and girl artists that were big in the mid-nineties was now covered in posters of metal bands, dark art depicting demons, tortured fairies and fearsome dragons, along with a large collection of swords and wicked looking knives.

By the time Eris graduated her once stable home-life had deteriorated. Her parents, both straight laced citizens couldn’t understand why their darling baby girl had turned into a freak. She wasn’t the child they had raised and they couldn’t understand where they had gone wrong. Under constant surveillance and ridicule Eris moved out of her parents shortly after graduating and got a job at a local bar. She became the bartender that put on a show while making drinks.

Several years passed and still Eris was working as a bartender, taking classes at a local community college when time permitted. It was while on her way home one night from work that she was attacked. Eris being the stubborn girl that she is fought with all she had, pulling knives from places they didn’t belong and giving her attackers a run for their money, but in the end she was overpowered by her three attackers. Initially it seemed their plan had been to rape her and leave her in the alley they had cornered her in, but after her attempts at escape they decided to simply kill her or at the very least beat her to within an inch of her life, rape her, then kill her. They beat her mercilessly, causing Eris to pass out seconds into the brutal beating. Just when it was almost over for her, she was saved.

Eris awoke hours later in a hospital. She didn’t remember anyone bringing her to the hospital and so when she was able to speak she asked how she had gotten there. The nurse attending to her said she had been rushed here when she was found by the police investigating a noise complaint. Someone had called in saying they heard screaming coming from the alley across the road, but that it was to dark to see what was going on. The police had been shocked to find Eris and a substantial amount of blood that didn’t belong to her.

In the following days Eris recovered from her injuries in the hospital and was repeatedly questioned about the night of her attack. In the end the police finally stopped pestering Eris, coming to the conclusion that she had fought off her attackers and then passed out in the alley from her wounds. Deciding not to argue and not entirely sure that the police weren’t wrong Eris let them believe what they wanted.

A few days before Eris was to be released from the hospital she was visited by a man she had never met before. He was strange beyond belief, but Eris felt drawn to him. For the next few nights he visited her, sneaking into her room well after visiting hours until she was released. Once she was released Eris didn’t see the man, Dante, again for many weeks. Then one night, after she’d come home from work and passed out in her bed, she awoke to find Dante sitting at the end of her bed, watching her. Scared Eris didn’t know what to do, except watch Dante in return. The two sat that way for a long time until Dante moved toward her, causing Eris to plaster herself against her headboard. She liked Dante, but he was scaring her.

That night Dante told Eris everything about the night of her attack after she passed out, about how he had saved her and killed her attackers, how he had called the police and so on. Eris didn’t know what to think and at first she thought Dante was crazy. Then he went on to say he was a vampire and wanted to make her one. At that point Eris was certain Dante was crazy and she asked him to leave, but he didn’t.

Dante stayed the night with Eris and did so every night for a whole week, claiming he was there to protect her like he had been doing every night since her attack, only he had stayed hidden before. Finally when Eris couldn’t stand coming home to find a supposed vampire in her apartment any longer she demanded that he prove it to her. Dante didn’t disappoint which forced Eris to seriously consider his proposition. That night Eris started the painful process of becoming a vampire. The change not only changed Eris into a vampire, but her fragile mind that had still been recovering from her horrendous attack was pushed to its breaking limit. Ever since that night Eris has never been quite the same. She is still happy and full of life, but there is a little glint in her eyes that says all is not well upstairs.

Eris stayed in Virginia for a short time after being turned, but with a little urging from Dante the pair moved back to New York. It’s been six months now since she was turned and the pair live in a large condo in New York City for the time being.

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001. ANYTHING ELSE?• nope
002. ROLE PLAY SAMPLE•
Eris stretched and rearranged herself upon the couch, staring at the TV. Dante had left her at home alone, much to her dismay, and so she was forced to entertain herself. She had already done her exercises for the night and practiced with the new sword Dante had just got her, which had left her with a small cut on the inside of her left arm.

Sucking on the cut she stared upside down at the TV, giving an exaggerated yawn. She hated being alone, absolutely hated it. As she pondered what Dante could possibly be doing without her an add flashed across the screen that caught her attention. Releasing her arm she stared transfixed at the TV as it advertised a musical coming to the area.

A squeal of glee escaped her lips and she arched her back, rolling off the couch to land on her knees, back to the screen. Spinning she turned herself to face the screen and watched as the add ended. Bouncing in excitement Eris was on her feet in a flash and dashed into her bedroom. Seconds later she plopped back down upon the couch, laptop in hand.

Still bouncing in excitement she looked up more detailed information on the show and ticket prices. She knew Dante wasn’t into this sort of thing, but she was certain he was going to enjoy this one; after all it had setting at the front where you were guaranteed to get sprayed with blood splatter. Smiling to herself she set her laptop aside and started pacing around the living room, tapping her chin.

She was going to have to convince Dante to go because even though the blood splatter was appealing, it was still a musical, not something he would be willing to sit through. Pacing back and forth she started going through some of her fighting motions, grabbing a random sword off the wall. Eris had never been trained to fight with a sword or anything like that, but due to her gymnastics she had pretty much figured it out for herself. As she swung the sword around her; a habit she had developed that helped her to think, an idea came to her. Smiling mischievously to herself she disappeared once more into the bedroom and didn’t appear until she heard Dante enter their condo.

When she reappeared she was wearing her sexiest outfit and twirling one of their many whips. Eris had learned that the easiest way to get Dante to agree to anything she wanted was to seduce him, it didn’t always work, but that was ok because her seduction attempts always bore fruit of some kind.