Tanya Stefania Denali (WIP)

[tanyaden]

GOOD LUCK TENDED TO AVOID ME
---------------------------------------- clearly today was going to be nightmarish

*TANYA s t e f a n i a DENALI,

REAL NAMEAutumn
AGE 16
EXPERIENCE A year.
PUPPETS In other games, yes. But it is my first time here!
SOURCE Caution 2.0!

NO BLOOD, NO FOUL
------------------------------------------ i hope you enjoy disappointment

FULL NAME My name is Tanya Stefania Denali but I prefer to be called just by my first name. My whole title is a little too much for the mouth but please don’t shorten it. I get very annoyed at being called Tanny.
NICK NAMES When you scream my name in bed, please keep it at Tanya. I hate nicknames.
AGE I am over a thousand years old but I barely look a day over 17.
RACE Vegetarian Vampire
LOYALTY My loyalty is with my coven but I share this loyalty with the Cullens who I view as a second family.
BIRTHDAY People did not record birthdays when I was born but as a natural red head, I celebrate my birthday in August so that I can be a Leo.
GENDER Female duh!
SEXUALITY Bisexual
POWER No power unfortunately. Just a cute butt.

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I'VE ONLY ALLOTTED SO MUCH
----------------------------------------------------- time to make you stunning

PLAY-BY Hayley Williams (with full red hair of course)
HEIGHT 5ft 2 inches. I am rather short compared to most modern women. In my time, I was actually quite tall.
WEIGHT About 95 pounds. I don’t weigh myself often.
HAIR My hair was a flaccid ginger colour as a human but after my change, it came to life. Currently, whilst I attend high school, I often place extensions into my red locks to add a bit more colour. Naturally, I have bright ginger hair. I love being a redhead and I hate people being gingerphobic. It’s a hair colour, people. Get over it.
EYES Golden due to my diet of just animals, animals and more animals. Yes, I may eat Bambi but, come on, it beats me eating you or your loved ones.
FEATURE I’d say my hair but I’ve already described that. I guess my favourite feature would be my face. It’s small and heart shaped. Everyone loves heart shapes. During the high Renaissance, I even posed for a painting due to the artist just being entranced with my curved cheeks and little chin. The painting has long since been burnt to ash and the artist died penniless but I still view it as a testimony to the fact that the shape of my face is pretty cute.
overall Firstly, I’m a little small so you may have to look down if you want to speak to me. To start with my hair is what would be described as red but is perhaps closer to ginger. It falls down just below my shoulders and I like to wear it up sometimes. Since joining high school, I sometimes place blonde extensions into it just to make myself look a little more "out there" as my teenage counterparts like to say. My skin is pale from years of being a vampire and my eyes are a bright gold from being a vegetarian vamp at that.
Overall my body is on the slim side as well as being small. I have a B-cup chest (I am not one to be afraid to share details like that) and I have what people describe as a "cute butt". On my wrist is a faint scar from an incident with another vampire. This I will discuss a little later.

YOU'RE SCARED OF LEAH BUT
----------------------------- you're friends with a psychopath blonde

LIKES -Flirting
- Edward Cullen
- Swimming
- Corny chat up lines
- Teenage parties
- Hanging out with the Cullens
- Edward Cullen (have I mentioned that before...?)
- Fast cars
- Shopping
- Drama (the lesson and real life)
- Compliments
- Edward Cullen's hair
- People with a sense of humour
- Open space
- Red as a colour
DISLIKES - Arguing with my coven.
- The Volturi
- Being ignored
- Feeling trapped
- Feeling bored
- Rude people
- People with no sense of humour
- The colour yellow
- Watching television
- Technology in general

STRENGTHS Confident- Yes, I'm a loud and proud person. I like talking to people, flirting and having fun. I care for my coven and as leader, confidence is necessary to keep everyone in check.
Self-assured- It's taken me a thousand years to get used to being a vampire. I know where I am. I know who I am. I know what I want in life. And that my friends is having fun whilst keeping my family safe.
Family-orientated- I'm not just the leader. I'm the mom, the big sister, the crazy aunt. I love being the shoulder to cry on and the person to laugh with. My only fear is that this will all be taken from me.

WEAKNESSES Claustrophobic- As a human, I was tortured and locked up in a small, dank cell for days. Even now, I can remember the fear and the darkness. I can feel the four walls pressed up against my chest and the inability to turn or sit or run. Even as a vampire, with my speed and strength, this fear has never left me and even now, I hate boarding airplanes or closing any doors.
Hyperactive- I hate being forced to sit down and do dull things such as reading or sewing. I want to be out there, doing something physical like hunting or swimming. This is a weakness as it can be very hard to calm me down for serious stuff like school.
Nymphomaniac- (OOC: Any naughty scenes would be fade to black ) I love the chase of flirting with a handsome guy or pretty girl and ending up in bed together. The only guy I have ever seemed to wait for is Edward Cullen but now he's playing with the little human girl, I might as well play with the Forks High School human children. I won't hurt them physically. I'll just break their hearts.
OVERALL I love to be the centre of attention. I want all eyes to turn on me as I enter a room. I hate being quiet and settled and just want to be doing something active. Say this was a party. I'd be the one encouraging people to drink whilst running around the dancefloor and inciting everyone into a conga. But underneath this, I'm a maternal, protective person. I want to keep my family safe. Perhaps to the extent that I'd protect them first and the Cullens second. I'm not proud of this. I love the Cullens. But I am a Denali and if my sisters are in danger, then it is my duty to care for them.
People like to think I'm vain. I don't think I am personally. Yes, I'm self-assured. I know that I'm pretty but this is due to the venom. In my human life, I was a regular plain Jane. Don't have a go at me for enjoying looking like this as a vampire.
I like energy so moving from Alaska to Forks was a good idea. I hate lessons and being forced to be quiet but I do love the energy and drama that stems from public human school. The teenagers make me feel so much more human again I guess.

I'M GOING TO GO ON A LIMB
-------- and say that Leah belongs to wherever she wants to be

HOMETOWN Small village in Slovakia
RESIDENCE Forks, Washington although I also have a house in Denali, Alaska.
FAMILY My vampire sisters, Kate and Irina. We all came from the same vampire mother, Sasha, peace be with her. We have two additions to our coven, Carmen and Eleazer, both whom I cherish very much. They came to the vegetarian life willingly and I view them as a brother and sister.
PETS We had a cat once but I almost consumed it so after that we've stuck to not keeping pets.
OTHER HALF I have been pretty much single for my entire vampire existence. I prefer brief flings rather than commitment.
HISTORY I was born towards the end of the 10th century. As a peasant child, my birthday was never recorded but I was taught to count the years by the festivals we celebrated. Every year, when the harvest was brought in, I aged a year.
My father was a wealthy farmer in comparison to the rest of our village as he owned three cows and a pack of chickens compared to the rest who were lucky to own a sow. He was an old man by the time of my birth, aged perhaps more by the deaths of his children and wives. My mother was his fourth bride and yet she also perished after my birth. I had an older brother, three years my senior, but he also died that winter. By the time my father died aged sixty, I was the heir to his farm. As a 13 year old girl, I had no right to own such prime farmland and the villagers disputed over who should marry me and inherit my land.
I was not a pretty child. Taller than most of the girls in my village and with a thin face hidden behind straggly ginger hair. In the end, the blacksmith claimed me as his bride and wedded and bedded me on that very day.
The blacksmith was twenty years older than me and a large, strong bull of a man. He was kind to me also, buying me pretty material to make dresses out of and even allowing me to join him hunting. I loved riding horses and I was a good shot with the bow and arrow. By the age of 16, I was very much in love with my husband and soon expecting his child.
But my good fortune ran out. My husband, who had never had a day of illness throughout his life, suddenly dropped dead at 36. Rumours spread through the village and the finger of blame rested on me. I was dragged, kicking and screaming, from my cottage into a tiny, cramped cell whilst the village elders deliberated over my fate.
Inside the cell, there was no windows or source of light. It was only just tall enough for me to stand in but not wide enough to sit or lie down. I spent the four days of my incarceration in constant fear, banging myself up against the walls in the vain hope of escape. On the fourth day, when the door opened, I was praying for death. Anything to get me away from the tiny cell.
The person who opened the door was neither my jailer or my executioner but my beloved sister in law. Fearful for my safety and my unborn child's, she had managed to pick the locks and release me. Under the cover of darkness, she escorted me to the edge of my village before giving me a light kiss and handing over a parcel of food. Then she was gone and I was alone.
Through the harsh winter that followed, I trailed across wild Slovakia, eating farm animal scraps and rotten vegetables. By the time my labour pains started, I was severely weak. A local wise woman found me on the side of the road and carried me on her cart back to her small cottage.
The labour pains were excruciating and by the time my little daughter slipped from my body, I was barely conscious. All I could recall was a screaming face framed with dark curls.
The midwife, believing me to be dead, cleaned the baby and wrapped her up in linen. She checked my weakening pulse once before lifting up my child and exiting the cottage. Her focus was on the baby and she did not witness the tall, pale figure entering the cottage.
Sasha, a wandering vampire, had been hunting earlier when the scent of blood and screams bought her to the door of the midwife's cottage. She had once long ago been a mother and took pity on me, biting me on the neck and wrists so that I could be reborn.

OUR VENOM IS THE ONLY THING
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[Rosalie Hale]