Amethyst Kalt

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001. NAME• Amethyst Marie Kalt.
002. NICKNAME• Amy. Ames.
003. REAL AGE• Seventy-eight.
004. HOW OLD YOU LOOK?• Twenty.
005. BIRTHDATE• May 21st
006. WHERE YOU LIVE?• Hollywood, California.
007. AND YOU FEAST ON?• Humans.

001. YOUR FACE• Hilary Duff
002. HAIR• Thanks to her father, she has dark brown hair that tends to fall to her lower back in slight waves. There's a few layers, and for the most part, Amy keeps it wavy and doesn't bother to straighten it - unless the mood comes up.
003. EYES• Believe it or not, the girl has purple eyes. No, they aren't a vibrate, crazy violet, but a subtle mauve that can appear green or slightly blue at times.
004. HIEGHT• 5'7'' - the height came from both of her parents, thankfully.
005. WEIGHT• 147 pounds.
006. BODY MODS• Three holes in each lobe, that normally have 1 large hoop in the first hole, a smaller hoop in the second hole, and a diamond stud in the third hole.
007. FASHION/STYLE• It's safe to say that Amy is the epitome is a girly girl. She likes her fashion and she likes it expensive. If the price tag is high and is by a large designer, Amy will sink her claws into it and call it hers. She loves heels and will wear them everywhere - even to the beach, as ridiculous as it may seem. The girl knows she has the body to wear tight clothes and short dresses, so don't be surprised to find her in such. However...there are times where you'll find her dressed in sweat pants and with her hair in a pony tail with little make up on - then you know something's wrong with her.

001. LIKES•
- long nights.
- walking around.
- partying.
- doing hair, whether it's hers or someone else's.
- sitting on the beach on night to think.
- judging people.
- standing on the edge of buildings and looking over the city.
- playing with her food.
- shopping.

002. DISLIKES•
- loud, obnoxious girls.
- smoking.
- freezing weather.
- most female company.
- cheap clothes.
- stupid-funny movies.
- arrogant people.
- verbal fighting - but she'll fight with her fists.

003. FEARS•
- going crazy.
- being in love.
- dying.
- losing her family.
- chinese people.

004. STRENGTHS•
- her stubbornness - she always gets what she wants.
- her good family genes - aka...she's hot.
- her charm.
- being a bitch - doesn't get taken advantage of.
- her spunk.

005. WEAKNESSES•
- Sebastian's eyes.
- expensive jewelry.
- sappy love songs.
- if someone threatens her family.
- accents.

006. ODDITIES•
- wearing high heels in odd places.
- never wears shoes that have laces.
- cleans when she's stressed out.
- prefers to drink female blood.

007. ORIENTATION• Straight.
008. SPECIFIC MORALS• None in particular.
009. PERSONALITY OVERVIEW• What could there be to describe Amy's personality? She's a female - that means an overflow of emotions that will swagger like the changing tides. One moment, she can be the sweetest girl on the earth that would make God proud - the next, she can be a bitch straight out of hell. Depending on who you are, will depend on what side of Amy you will see. Females, she tends to be quiet and a bit of a stiff, mainly because she doesn't like the estrogen that filters in the air and it grates on her patience. Men will probably meet an arrogant little sprite who likes to be sarcastic and tease and have a good time - while keeping her clothes on, mind you. However, there's only been one person who has seen the truest form of Amy...the angelic side that was spoken of before. Sebastian has seen her gentle side, the side that wants to cuddle and cling like there's no tomorrow. The side that believes in love and trusts someone with her life. Which brings us to another subject - love. If you mention such a phrase to Amy, you'll scare the girl shitless and it'll make her spin a 180 and leave. To her, love is just a version of torture and slavery, something she just can't bring herself to believe in or trust in. Good luck getting to her heart.

001. PARENT ONE• Rafael Kalt ; war veteran.
002. PARENT TWO• Rachel Conteo - Kalt ; writer.
003. SIBLINGS• None.
004. PETS• Had a black Sheppard mix, Erebus.
005. HISTORY OVERVIEW•
Well...prepare for a long, dreadful history.


Amy never had a normal family life, and it's safe to say this. When she was born, her mother had handed her off to her father's brother, her uncle, and for the first three or so years of her life, Amethyst was raised in a warehouse-esqe apartment with her uncle and aunt. It wasn't the best setting for a young child, and her aunt realized this, so after much arguing with Amy's uncle, the trio moved out of the apartment and into the side streets of L.A, into a rather wealthy-looking house. It was two stories, with a driveway that winded up a hill and into a large lawn, that rested before the Soprano-style house (see?). How her "dad" made his money, Amy wasn't sure, but she never complained. Hell, the girl was spoiled rotten because of the wealth, and this is why she loves her expensive materials now. Even as a little girl, she got what she wanted - what a horrible start of creating a monster, eh?

Her "parents" made her attend private school up until it was time for her freshman year. Being in public school was a completely different atmosphere, though it was safe to say that Amy easily fit in. She was known as the girl who had all the designer things - who had a new purse every week - everyone knows this kind of her, and a lot of people hate them. Haters could kiss her ass, that was Amy's attitude, because she was loving her social life and even her family life...until it all fell apart in her sophomore year of high school.

The girl found out that her "parents" were actually her aunt and uncle, and that her real father was a man, Rafael, who she had met a few times in her life. However, the girl had never met her mother until the day everything fell apart. Meeting Rachel through her off guard because all of it was too overwhelming for the sixteen year old. However, things went well; after a while, Amy moved in with her real parents, who lived with Rachel's parents, Desaray and Laveda, and Rachel's brother and his wife, as well as their son, Daniel. So, it was eight people in one large house - can you imagine how pissed off Amy was when she had only ten minutes in the bathroom in the morning to get ready cause everyone else had to get ready as well

Well enough, she settled into her new living standards and was beginning to love it. Daniel, her cousin, was like her brother and both of them were a big part in the other's life. It wasn't a love/hate sibling relationship to be honest - both of them were close and helped each other with a lot...including Amy's life.
For a vacation away from the world, the Conteo family booked it to Costa Rica for two weeks to relax in a tropical resort, since all of them enjoyed the warm weather. On the fourth day there, everyone except for Rachel and Rafael had went on a guided tour through one of the rain forests, but of course Dani and Amy lagged behind. Once the group was out of site, they wandered on their own to a waterfall and sat around on rocks for a while.

Curiosity killed the cat, didn't it? Well, it nearly killed Amy when she took a bite out of a purple and green fruit from a near by tree. What was the worse that could happen? Or so Amy thought. After a few swallows, the girl's throat closed up and she couldn't breathe. Thrashing and choking, Dani had grabbed her and pinned her to a tree and the pain she felt next was something completely ungodly. Had oxygen not been lacking in her body, the girl would have screamed. She felt two piercing objects in her throat and her world fizzed out before shortly gleaming back into life once her eyes opened again. What the hell happened, the girl didn't know until Dani began to explain to her that she was now a vampire. Talk about a spin around, right?

For the rest of the vacation, Dani helped Amy learn how to hunt and control the new animalistic characteristics she had. It wasn't easy, but was taming a feral tiger easy either? Point and case. Dani had kept it a secret from the family, and now the girl had to, too. A blabber mouth keep a secret? What an easy job - excuse the sarcasm, kids.

Returning from Costa Rica, Amy was finishing her sophomore year when there was an exchange student from London, England coming into most of her classes. His name was Sebastian and from the first day, him and Amethyst just seemed to...click. It started by sharing books in English and soon enough, they were skipping class to spend more time together without the restrictions of school. Summer came and went, and they spent a majority of their time with each other. Many people thought that they were ridiculously perfect, but Amy was absolutely terrified most of the time. He had mentioned 'love' a few times, and how he wanted to be together forever, and it made her worry. One, because she was a vampire and would out live him - and two, because the girl never understood how two people could last forever.

Blame it on her parents failure at being a stable couple, or blame on her just being a chicken shit, but Amy could never bring herself to tell Sebastian that she loved him while looking at him in the eye. The few times she did tell him, her face was always buried in his chest or she had her lips against his and her eyes were shut. It was like this up until their senior year - two years later - before Amy finally figured out that she wanted to be with Seb for the long run. Things changed and she began to love him more and more, and she told him such, and things were going well.

What about her secret, though? The fact that she was a vampire? Amy didn't tell the male until they had been together for four years - two years after highschool. It was when they had been leaning against a window in his bedroom that over looked the city a bit and the moment was quiet. The girl questioned if them being together forever was still in play, and once Sebastian confirmed it, the secret was spilled and...Amy was laughed at - until she exposed her pointed canines and that made Seb's laughter sizzle down. From that day out, the 'forever' topic became even more serious, and Amy's nerves about it became ten times more serious.

Sebastian asked her a large favor, though...to turned him, to make the 'forever' deal solid. This way, neither would outlive the other. Perfect idea, right? At the time, yes. Amy turned Sebastian without question, and then, about two months later, left him. Almost five years down the drain, because the girl couldn't handle it anymore. Paranoia sank in and brought her to believe that things would get ruined - that they would split up on harsh terms and be on and off...just like her parents, Rafael and Rachel.

In the end, Sebastian moved back to England, and Amy stayed in L.A and now she guards her heart behind her designer clothes and bitchy attitude. Whatta life, huh?

Yo', my name is Lyss, and I've been the walking dead for seventeen years, and I've been grave robbing for six...ish years, I dug up lovely Crimson Kiss by means of Ray and adore it.

001. ANYTHING ELSE?• Nada =]
002. ROLE PLAY SAMPLE•

It was rather boring to be walking the streets of Las Angeles by yourself in the middle of a pretty decent day. I had, of course, begged and pleaded my flamboyant partner in crime to come and assist me in passing a day of skipping class, but the little flamer had said something about not being able to miss his classes - something about mid-terms or something? Obviously, it didn't bother me in the least bit - the having mid-terms part, not Sebby-boy bailing out on me - and it was due to the fact that education meant jack to me. I had better things to do than sit in a desk for a fourth of my day, having those feeble teachers blasted into my skull. No thank you, I'd rather soak up enough sun to give someone cancer and shop enough until even Trump went broke. Still walking, my arms had crossed over my chest, just beneath my breasts while my eyes, covered by the tinted glass lens, still clung to the store fronts. Dresses, shoes, jeans, and make up - what else more could I want? If I were to die, it would be amongst the pile of clothes I had, covered in my jewels, and caked with make up. Materialistic? Oh, maybe just a small bit, hmm?

While meandering mindlessly, one of my hands had dug into my purse and checked my phone for text messages - unfortunately none from Sebastian. What a nerd. Letting out a sigh, I had felt the gentle tapping of a fingertip on my shoulder, though, I could feel the presence upon the opposite side of me. Turning my head to face the person, I tilted my head downward, though my purple eyes managed to escape from the tops of my sunglasses. "Rafe, don't you think you'd need to do something a BIT more dramatic to catch me off guard?"

A smile unfolded itself upon the glossed lips and my arms folded beneath my breasts once more. It was almost odd to think that here my real father was, when the one who I had thought was my father was actually my uncle...and my 'mother' was just a psychotic blood sucker who was wrapped around my uncle's finger. I had been exposed to a family I had never even known of - two grand parents, plenty of uncles and aunts, and even a cousin. Remember the intruder who came into my room? Yep, that was my older cousin Daniel. Makes me rather disgusted of myself to think how I had stripped in front of him, but hey, I'm sure he's seen it before.
All in all, I was pretty content with my real blood family and finally knowing them all...except for my mother. Nobody really told me the true story of where my mother was, but something told me that of course it wasn't pretty which is why they guarded me from it. What I did know was that supposedly, I was nearly a mirror image of her. I didn't have quite her temperament - that gene was diluted with my father's docile ( well sometimes docile... ) temperament, as well as the calmness from my grandfather. I heard she had been a real firecracker.

"It's a change to see you out...with people...in the day...and you're not covered in blood, so I'm assuming that means you haven't killed anyone. I'm proud. Now, how are you?" During my speech, I barely glanced over at my sire, though it wasn't out of being rude - I just wanted to keep looking at the stores that we were passing by.