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Now, I could whine and tell you all about my life of tragedy and how I succumbed to the dark arts and nearly lost everything, but that would be off putting and untrue. Instead, Let me tell you about all the delicious fun I've had since turning. Life for me in 1901 was no cakewalk; I was trampled upon and scorned for being different. That all changed when I met Anatoly, a tall, dark Russian beast. After hanging with his crew I realized how much power I really could possess and all the pain I could inflict upon those who hurt me. In the wee hours of a dreary October morning, just shy of my eighteenth birthday, I made my first kill. It was exhilarating and I couldn't stop myself from surrendering to the bloodlust. Anatoly and I were unstoppable. However, tragedy struck nearly sixteen years later when a plucky stake-happy brat stole my Russian stallion from me. Devastated and enraged, I nearly sucked her dry. I left her for the dead, but Anatoly's death brought out my...maternal...instinct and I turned her. Because of her past, she was a little more into making "peace" with everyone, and when we met up again in the 70s she made me join V.A.M.P-C (vampires against mutilating people coalition). Since then, I've been a bit of a de-clawed kitten, but now I'm so ready to dig my big girl claws into something new.

I also like long moonlit walks on the beach, bathing in rose petals, and hunting unicorns.

Cheers ;)


P.S. I never take myself seriously, and you shouldn't either :)