Please note that Riss is RPed by /darkestfaeriequeen1/ me, as well as her family members such as brothers, father etc.
Our names are labels, plainly printed on the bottled essence of our past behavior.
Name: Americus, Riss
Nickname: {N/A}
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Everyone is gifted - but some people never open their package.
Gift(s): Healing, and Manipulation of Earth.
Weaknesses:
It does take some time for Riss to heal completely without getting injured while doing so. A series of hits coming one after another will not cannot heal automatically; While Riss is healing she cannot be interrupted, or in other words hit while doing so. It usually takes 15 seconds minimum for half of the healing to be complete and 30 seconds for the healing to have it 'good as new'. Note: Riss cannot heal emotional wounds. Nor can she bring back the dead 'good as new' either. They are dead and apparently stay dead as well. Fatal wounds cannot be restored 'good as new'. Only a minimum assistance, but pretty much nothing effective might happen.
In other news, Riss personality seems to either bring the message of 'friendliness' or for some others 'annoyance' when it comes to her joyful attitude. Most of the time it is friendliness but that does not mean there won't be people who would like to keep their distance from such a 'nuisance'. Riss is also found getting distracted during and out of class. Getting a couple of warnings then and now that does not stop her from letting her mind wander freely from one subject to another.
Appearances are often deceiving.
Note:Appearances and Outfit of choice are located here. If there is any problem just NM me and I will edit it.
Riss appearance is sometimes described as cherubic, though we all should know and get something clear that Riss is not exactly an angel in demeanor, nor is she "exactly" an angel in appearances, she just "appears" to be. Riss features are smooth like any other girl. Riss has wavy dark brown hair with a tint of gold when in shines in any light. Riss hair is mid-back length and is usually let loose to fly freely though she also ties it up into a messy bun when needed to. Her skin tone is a cream color, while her eyes are a milk chocolate brown as they often portray innocence, (known to fool her brother with) but can quickly portray anger, guilt, sadness etc. within a matter or seconds. Her body is slim, and flexible, while her nails are oval and neatly cut to withstand dirt, and sand entering inside the nail.
Riss attire is may not be what some girls would usually wear; with the tight shirts, and flamboyant mini skirts. No just plain no. Riss wears a loose white long sleeve shirt. The cotton material snug around her neck quite nicely. While at the same time, the outfit overall does not show much of her body details resulting in free movement. The shirt ends just at her mid-thigh and two inches more from her wrists and jeans. Riss jeans are a black color, as it is baggy from her knees down to her ankles but at the same time a comfortable hug around her thighs. The overall attire is both comfortable, allows free movement for flexibility, and not flamboyant like the 'tight tinker bell skirt dolls' or so Riss calls them. Her shoes are the regular sneakers, built for running. And the only accessory she wears is a necklace made out of pure silver, that surrounds a icy blue colored crystal that hangs nicely around her neck. The necklace was a gift from her father, brother, and mother.
Likes and Dislikes
Likes
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Fun; Which person doesn't like fun? Sure Riss would go and read a book when she feels like it, or when she is really bored but you could mostly find her looking for something fun to do. Or doing something she thinks is fun.
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Snow; Riss always enjoyed the snow just like her brother. Both their parents would be able to find them outside having a snowball fight, or making snow angels, or just plain gazing at them.
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Stars; If there would be one thing Riss likes about the night it would be the stars and the moon. Seeing them glitter marvelously would always bring a smile to her face.
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Cookies; Yes, everybody has a sweet-tooth and so does Riss. May that be the reason for her hyperness? Apparently with or without the sweets Riss stills seems to be hyper. One of her favorite snacks would be the all original chocolate chip cookie. Sure she likes them, though she wouldn't exactly 'die' for them either.
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Friends/Family; Who doesn't like them? Everyone has their friends, and why else wouldn't you have them? Friends aren't meant for hate, nor are family. Riss likes both her friends and family, nothing more and nothing less. That is if, you get used to Riss and herself of course.
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Math and Science/Biology/; Mathematics are one of Riss favorite subjects and what she mostly pay attention to. The calculating, the solving, the little challenges that set her mind up to think gives her the feeling of delightful thrill. Riss also adores the knowledge that science can give her. Why some things are what they are. Though her thoughts ponder on how she was 'gifted'. How her brother was as well. Was there proper logic for what her family was?
Dislikes
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Boring; The opposite of fun? Boring. Nothing is more dull than being bored; Riss does have her bored times and clearly does not like it. If she could she would find one of her friends and try to convince them to do something fun. It is either that or read a book; and if there is no book? Well that is other news...
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Tofu; Even though Riss dislikes hamburgers, chicken, beef, pork, etcetera. and may be claimed as a vegetarian she is not actually a vegetarian. Riss eats fish mostly as her source of protein mostly because it certainly will not be coming from tofu.
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History and English; These two spell trouble for the poor lass. Riss strongly dislikes history; as much as she tries to remember important events that happened she happenly forgets then over time. English is also a weak point for Riss. But that does not mean she fails those two subjects.
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Rudeness; Riss was raised in a polite family that did not tolerate 'rudeness' to some extent. But that didn't mean they will punish whoever was rude. The strong dislike for rudeness just seems to run through their blood.
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Summer; The season itself brings feelings of displease to her. Mostly because she can't see the balls of fluff till 6 more months.
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Being touched by anyone /besides father and brother/. ; Riss always felt uncomfortable when people touched her. Sure she can handle a /slight/ bit of invasion of personal space, though any closer from physically placing a hand down upon her will attempt to escape it. Though, her father and brother are her closer to her in terms of family.
Personality
Only three words can describe Riss overall personality. Happy, random, and vibrant. Riss is one of those girls who enjoys to have fun, so she doesn't let people get her down so easily. So basically she is generally a happy and playful person most of the time. Though sometimes her mood randomizes when she remembers a certain thought, or a certain past memory/experience of hers. Riss also seems like a natural hyper person, full of boundless energy that doesn't seem to run out. (Though it does… rarely) Thus, some people around her find her quite annoying, or good company. But she does get serious when needed too. Riss is also a polite girl, seeing that she gets it from her father and adaptations from very rare family reunions.
History
12/21
The ribbons of wind outside the castle grounds growled and roared. The wrapping of snow flared one direction to the next. A bow tied with the ribbons covering the wrapping had a mixture of dark and light grays to top it all off. Tie it all together, and you get a wonderful gift indeed. Though what is in it? There has to be something in there. That is what the decorations are for; the item should be inside. Is it something extravagant? Original? Something small? Or something large? Or maybe there is just nothing at all...
Love is a gift. You can't buy it, you can't find it, someone has to give it to you. Learn to be receptive of that gift.
Nothing made it right... When I asked to go see mom they wouldn't let me. The guards and by the order of my father, they wouldn't let me! There they were, standing in front of the metal door as if they were expecting me. The guards were expecting me to come dashing, sweat on my forehead, my hair flying right behind me, the soft tapping of my shoes, and fluffy dress getting dirty behind me. I was only eight, and apparently I did not understand.
When I reached there, the guards stood their ground in front of the door. Seemingly they were not startled by my presence. I stopped, put my hands on my knees, or so what I could feel of them under the divine silk of the gown. I took slow breaths, one after another till my pulse was no longer bouncing off my neck. A low growl was audible from behind the door; my brown eyes looked up at the door about 15 feet in front of me. Curiosity overwhelmed my brain while I took my hands off my knees and started walking. Soft tapping noises echoed through the stone hallway, light with every step. I was about a foot away from the door when they pulled their swords held it in front of the doors. The silver color shone brightly from the lights on the ceiling. I knew what they were doing, and I wasn't very pleased either. Guarding ...
May you please withdraw your weapons so I may pass to see my mother." I asked softly and baffled at the same time. An instinct inside me made me back away when another growl was heard, more loudly this time. When did we get a dog? I thought, but I was too blind to realize. The guards looked at each other shifty; their armor clanged, and squeaked in protest. "I ask for your forgiveness, but you may not see her. It is... not safe for a child like you right now." They bowed their head slightly for about three seconds their swords never moving. They said it wasn't safe for the princess to go wandering the castle without having an attendant with me. Now they are restricting me of seeing my mother?! How is that unsafe?! Who do they think they are!? My eldest brothers are in there with my father. I wondered, 'All this trouble for a dog?' My thoughts were so confused at the moment. It was seemed liked ludicrous my mom, my father, and brothers? What about this 'guarding' nonsense! This is ridiculous! My brothers get to see my mother, so why not I? I thought it was unfair... But now I know the difference.
Want to hear a secret?
That night, I was in my room. Curtains closed, the rain was whipping against the glass, lightning was striking, thunder boomed, and the wind wailed. The news was extremely unpleasant; it made me wonder what I will become... I could see it all flash back to me, the news, the secrets, and the horror of the truth. The eyes, a beautiful color, their skin so pale... It was probably to lure the prey, with their looks. The body, and built, oh so perfect... Though, I bet underneath all of that is the illusion of a 'beast'. The divine demeanor of it all... The interaction between prey and predator is similar; to gain trust. And what has it brought? It has brought the death bed of my mother. My mom was a human, how ironic... What was my father? What can I say? All there is to say is that he is a 'pureblood vampire'. My eldest brothers, all four of them... They apparently were 'pureblood vampires'. My twin brother, older than me by 6 minutes... Well he is a human currently and a soon-to-be vampire in about 4 more years. Apparently he took the traits from my dad, and none to be seen from my mother. Except for being human but other than that he is still considered 'pure blood' because of the genes dominance or whatever my father said. Now, this all leads to the conclusion of my worries... What and who are my cousins?
Apparently, now I know the reason why I can't go see them. My father keeps me away from them, because of my blood. He believes I got the blood of my mother, while my twin brother got the blood of well, my dad of course. And I figured out my brothers real ages. Appearances are often deceiving indeed. They old by far, but look so young. And my dad told me more... He said he was trying to save my mother, by changing her into a vampire... But it was too late. Just moment before he got to pierce her skin, the "Beeeep" sound came on. And silence filled the room. The castle's doctors were filled with shame. My father was sad once again.
6/25
Wanna' play a game?" "Sure." "The first one to say 'I love you' loses...
Its been four years since I last written in this. I'm now 12 years old. And hopefully when I burn these entries all my worries will be gone. But here are some final notes...
My brother have just received his 'gifts' and so have I. My brothers had amazing gifts, of all different sorts. But my dad was surprised to hear about me having 'the gifts'. He said, that it was a rare event when I survived the birth when my mother died... And it is another to have 'the gifts' when only vampire blood carries the traits of who has the 'gifts' in this family. When he said that, I did not know what to say. Was my 'gift' a curse? Was it bad? Or was it good? My dad said he will help me train, along with my brothers. I am joyous and content with my life. And today is the day when my twin brother and his genes, make him turn into what he truly is. A vampire... Though, it happened sooner than I expected. One moment he and I were playing tag with my brothers, the next I knew a pain came shooting off my arm. I looked down at my arm to find him, to what I guess was 'drinking' my blood. Slowly, I felt weaker and weaker, till my brothers tugged him off. I felt weak and tired, and placed my hand on the wound. Without realizing, about 3 minutes had passed while my eldest brother picked me up and ran to what I guess where my dad was. In those 3 minutes I never moved my hand off my wound, and gradually I felt stronger, and alert. A few more minutes I looked down at my arm the two whole were gone, and I felt like myself. What did I exactly do? Will I become a vampire?
Five years later...
11/22
Okay maybe I forgot to burn it, since I just found this underneath my dresser and had been covered by years of dust. I am apparently late for my flight to go to Switzerland. My father said I should go visit some of my mom relatives since the whole family is coming over here to stay for a while. My mom side of the family does not know the secrets that are held on my father side. They know I have five brothers, but they wouldn't have too much room to fit us all in. I am leaving in a few hours as well; I should burn this right before I leave this place…
On the up side, they wouldn't know who I really am (a princess) which may make things easier. They also told me I will be going to a boarding school, hopefully I make some friends. My brother is tagging along too, but he is somewhere on the other part of the world. Hopefully we would recognize each other, and won't be targeted by my father enemies. Aw well, I am going now. I have everything packed and made, I probably won't burn the book but I will definitely burn the pages previous to this one.
End of Entry… Riss.
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