Post by Elizabeth Bathory on Mar 15, 2012 6:52:56 GMT -5
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Basics
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Appearance
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background: #333333; vertical-align: top; opacity: .8; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 25px; padding-right: 15px; height: auto; width: auto; overflow: auto; margin-left: 30px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0px; color: #000000; font-size: 11px; border-radius: 20; -moz-border-radius: 20;] CELEB CLAIM: Katie Mcgrath HAIR: Long black hair EYES: Blue COMPLEXION: Alabaster skin BODY TYPE: Petite HEIGHT: 5 foot 6 inches WEIGHT: None of your fuckin business! Oh fine, 126 lbs |
PERSONAL STYLE: Elizabeth is, in short, beautiful. She has perfect features that bring her attention the moment she enters a room. She is most proud of her long silky black hair and takes care of it, sometimes brushing it hundreds of times a day or having a slave do it. She is a very vain and conceited individual who will actually kill someone if she feels they are prettier then her. Elizabth mainly prefers to wear clothes that are designer or custom made just for her and if anyone spills anything on them so help them god... it will not be pretty.
Personality
GENERAL PERSONALITY: Spoiled rotten would be one of the best ways to describe Elizabeth. Not a surprise given her upbringing but this woman is used to getting what she wants when she wants it and exactly how she wants it. She is not above being devious to get exactly what she wants and manipulating others so that things will go her way. Liz is known for throwing massive temper tantrums when things go south for her and has been known to drain whole villages simply because she was in a vile mood.
Quick to anger, Elizabeth is not known for being merciful, even before she became a vampire she was known for being a brutal tyrant and she sticks to that title even now. Unlike most vampires who kill because they wish to be evil, Elizabeth does it because it's second nature to her and really, deep down, she believes she's entitled to it. Those lower than her, humans, deserve to be taken down a few pegs when they misbehave. To Elizabeth, it's not murder, it's punishment that is well deserved.
Raised in the finest courts in Hungary, Elizabeth is well versed in how to behave around those of royal or noble status. She is a woman of fine taste and can be the most elegant and well spoken woman when she wishes to be. Her mannerisms can be quite beautiful if it is what she wants. Quite vain, Elizabeth is near obsessed with her appearance and will not leave her room if she does not feel that she is at her best. Knowledgeable about her beauty, she often uses it to get what she wants, seducing other Masters into doing what she wishes or dressing provocatively during an interrogation to try and loosen a man or sometimes a woman's tongue. While not shy about spilling blood, Elizabeth believes that sex can get her just about anywhere and normally she is right.
Despite such a thought process, Elizabeth is far from being a whore. She is picky about who she beds and she only has pets and slaves that she deems beautiful enough to be in her household. Elizabeth is not known for having long relationships, she prefers short flings simply because no man has ever replaced her beloved Ferenc who she had actually loved before his death.
LIKES:
- Wealth
- Power
- Sex
DISLIKES:
- People who whine
- Poor people
- Humans
STRENGTHS:
- Very manipulative
- Strong-minded
- Intelligent
WEAKNESSES:
- Stubborn
- Does not take criticism well
- Is easily angered
Powers, Abilities, Skills
Please list and explain all powers, abilities and skills. Including, but not limited to supernatural, psychic, magical or learned. (For Example; Shapeshifting, telekinesis, spells, martial arts, etc.)
POWERS/ABILITIES:
- Healing
- Enhanced strength
- Enhanced speed
- Enhanced reflexes
- Heightened senses (Hearing/sight/smell)
- Telekinesis
SKILLS:
- Speaks and writes in Latin, German, Greek, and Hungarian
- Incredibly good chess-player
- Very good at seducing others
LIMITS AND FLAWS:
Like other vampires, Elizabeth is incapable of stepping out into the sunlight or entering another person's home without an invitation. She is vulnerable to holy symbols and unable to enter churches as well, not that she would have any reason to of course.
Physical wounds still hurt her but they won't kill her as they might a human. She can be killed by a stake through the heart or decapitation.
She needs blood in order to survive though that isn't so much a weakness for her because she loves spilling the blood of others whether she lusts for it or not. She can live on animal blood if she was absolutely desperate but that rarely happens because she abhors animal blood.
History
ecsedi Báthory Erzsébet was born in her family’s vast estate in Nyírbátor, Hungary on the 7th of August, 1560. Born as the second daughter to Anna and George Bathory, Elizabeth enjoyed a life of privelage that few would know of, even amongst that of the other aristocrats. The Bathory family was one of the most powerful houses in Hungary with a great many connections that made them a force to be reckoned with. Because of that, Elizabeth was groomed for greatness, having a private tutor who schooled her in many things, including languages, reading and writing. She was very intelligent and mature for her young age and even when she was little, she was beautiful. It was because of these factors that her father sought to marry her off instead of her elder sister Victoria.
Back in those days, marriages of convenience amongst nobles was commonplace and Elizabeth had known it would happen so why bother fighting it? She was engaged to Ferenc Nádasdy when she was fourteen and a year later she was married. While there was no real love in the relationship to start, it could be said that Elizabeth adored her husband. He was a lot like her in many ways, a fierce warrior and their marriage was one of the most powerful unions there could be within Hungary. Elizabeth had been taught at a young age to value power and showed ambition so being as powerful as she was now was something that sat well with her. Hungary was constantly at war with the Turks and so it was not surprising when Elizabeth would be left on her own for months at a time while her husband was away at war.
It was hard to say just when Elizabeth began to show a cruel streak towards those beneath her. It could have easily started with a simple punishment to a misbehaving servant that went too far or perhaps Elizabeth always had the compulsion to bring harm to others. Elizabeth herself could not really remember the catalyst that took her from powerful aristocrat to the legendary blood countess but surely all that mattered was that it happened. Cruelty towards servants was commonplace in that age, those in power had to show those without power just who was boss and they did with a vengeance. It wasn't considered torture at first, simply punishment that was set to fit the crime. No one stole from Elizabeth Bathory without being punished for their actions, even mere rumors of such things happening were met with swift justice.
Years passed without event, their rise to power continued as did the war with Hungary. In that time, Elizabeth gave birth to to six children, all of which she loved and were cared for by governesses since their mother was too busy to care for them. It was not that she did not care for her children, she did but rather she had more important things to do in her husband's long absences. It was in one of those long absences that Elizabeth met her maker, an older gypsy woman whose name remains unknown to her to this day. The gypsy woman had come to Elizabeth, promising to aid the young woman who was ill after childbirth. She was twenty-five by that time and nearing death though such knowledge was kept from the servants. Only those closest to Elizabeth knew of the woman's predicament and thus the gypsy woman came.
Elizabeth had been on the brink of death when she came to her, making everyone else leave before she offered the young countess a most precious gift. Life and beauty eternal, how could the dying woman refuse such a gift as that? Of course Elizabeth should have known that it was not without it's costs but given the circumstances, she agreed right away. She was changed into a vampire that very night and to the astonishment of those who had known, made a full recovery from her life-threatening illness. It wasn't until that night when a servant girl accidentally cut herself while she was cleaning the countess' room that Elizabeth realized what she was. Disposing the drained girl's body was simple enough but it soon began a vicious cycle that would one day give Elizabeth the title of Blood Countess.
In 1604 Ferenc died in war from an injury he sustained, leaving his beloved wife a widow. Elizabeth was greatly pained by his passing and began a slow descent into a murderous madness that took the lives of over 600 young girls that had been sent to work in her various estates and palaces. The allegations against the Blood Countess were true to every extent and more, she had murdered them all and she enjoyed every moment of their torture and deaths. Her beauty remained as did she and that was all that mattered to her. It was unfortunate that she was found out but given that she was not put on trial, which was actually a good thing given the daylight, it wasn't as bad as they made it seem. She was in fact walled up in a tower, left to die and had it not been for the fact that she was a vampire now, she would have but she left her tower quite easily and roamed the countryside. The history books says she was found in her tower dead but you can't always believe what history books say.
For centuries Elizabeth roamed all over the world, taking in the changes of the world and learning to adapt and keep herself safe from harm. She took on a great many identities, selling off precious things that she had hidden before her trial as a means of preservation. She enjoyed living the good life after all. She also had many lovers but never did she marry again, she refused to replace her late husband whom she still loved to a certain degree. Elizabeth is very good at keeping her secret of being a vampire and those who even suspect something may be up about the beautiful socialite normally vanish before anything can be brought to light.
RP Sample
Csejte Castle 1604
Frustration..
It wasn't a feeling that Elizabeth felt often. She was normally in control of just about every situation that she entered into but in this moment, this was not the case. It was not out of her control, she hadn't let it get that far but she couldn't help but allow the frustration to show on her beautiful face as she stood in the dungeon of her castle. This was her right as Countess of these lands and it was one she took pride in, something that was near and dear to her no-longer beating heart. Torture.
It was something that she had quite enjoyed even before she had been granted eternal life by the old gypsy woman and it was something she would most likely continue as long as she was around. Especially when it came to young females. Humans. Peasants, pets. Nothing more.
She was a petite little thing and so she was hardly that much fun really. Amera was her name and she was a servant in Elizabeth's home. Her crime and the reason she was in the chair at that moment was because she was suspected of stealing from the Countess and no one ever got away with such a thing as that. Getting a confession wasn't as easy as Elizabeth thought though. One would think it would be easy enough, she was a little bag of bones who looked as though she'd cry if she was looked at wrong so how could this be difficult?
Well Liz had been wrong in her assumption which didn't happen very often mind you. This petite little Amera was a spitfire that had a devil's tongue and wouldn't break no matter how much Elizabeth put her through. Amera had been burned, bitten, beaten, and stabbed and yet she still held her tongue which meant one very important thing. She had something to hide. This strengthened Liz's incentive greatly. Lightly tapping her finger to her chin, Liz watched Amera who was taking in deep breath, most likely trying to keep from panicking. Nearby a pair of iron shoes had been placed on a grate over a fire, slowly getting more and more red. They would be for Amera when they were hot enough.
She was still and would forever be Countess Elizabeth Bathory, nothing had changed except the fact that she never aged and she would be obeyed. The pale woman currently wore a long dark green dress that she had favored long ago mostly because her husband had given it to her. Late husband but she still thought of herself as married most of the time.
"M'lady?" She heard and Liz turned to the pathetic looking creature in the corner. A slave that she had long since broken. Liz needn't say anything, all she had to do was look at the slave and they shrunk back. "Tell János to ready my coach, I wish to go into town once this is finished." Her tone was crisp and cut, the voice of a woman who expected to be obeyed and she was. The slave left quickly and left Liz to circle the brunette who refused to look up at her. "How Édes, I do so love when humans are stubborn." She then glanced over at the shoes and then back at Amera, reaching down to grab her chin painfully and turn her head so that she looked at the shoes as well. "You'll dance when you wear them." Amera groaned in pain and actually tried to bite at Liz. How rude...