Kat Turner

[Kat Turner]

About You
[Name:]Tia
[Age:]15
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The Basics
Full name:Katherine Marie Turner
Nickname(s):Kat, Kitty
Age when died:18
Age now[approx]:22
Birthday:Febuary 18th
Gender:Female
Parents[alive or dead?]:Audrey Bathory:: Age 52 [alive]
Ian Turner:: Age 54 [dead]
Siblings[alive or dead?]:None
Other relatives[alive or dead?]:All relatives dead
Race/Origin:Vampire//Hungarian:Slovak:Translyvanian

Appearance
Height/Weight:5'2//120
Appearance/Picture:

Scars/Distinguishing marks:Still has the scars of the bite marks from when she was turned.
Tattoos/Piercings:None//naval and ears
Face Claim:Sar Bennet

Under the Skin
Personality:Kat is a very outgoing and strong minded person, just like her great[x10] grandmother, Elizabeth Bathory. She never lets anything stand in her way. Once her mind is set on something she always gets it. But unlike her great grandmother, she's also kind and compassionate. That is her biggest weakness. She's supposed to be the leader of the vampires, but half of her just wants to hand over the torch full on to her co-leader, Dervish.
History:Dunring her human life, Kat never really had it to well. Unfortunately, her mother turned out to be just like her great grandmother and became a killer. Only, this woman was a real vampire and not just some serial killer. One night, she walked Audrey walked in to find Ian in bed with another woman and she murdered them both. After this, Kat became afraid of her mother. The woman had gone mad. She becamed so obsessed with the taste of blood, she killed the whole family.. Kat was the only one she spared. For ten more years she lived in fear of her deranged mother, until one night, Audrey snuck into her daughter's bedroom and turned her. The next night when Kat woke, she knew something was wrong. When she finally realized that she was a vampire, she ran... far away. Away to London, England where hopefully she could get away from her mother.

But when Kat got there, she was found by a group of vampires. They recognised the scent of her blood as a Bathory and took her as their leader against the humans and werewolves. This is where she reamains... frightened and lonely.
Likes:rain, writting, sketching, painting, gem stones, men
Dislikes:the sun, her mother, her heratige, being a vampire, warm weather.
Traits (Good or Bad):Stubborn
Anything else:nope

RP example (2-3 paragraphs):
It's strange how horrible things happen to perfectly good people. To people who have done nothing wrong their entire life. To people who can be considered Earth bound angels. It seemed so many of these things happened to Pete Witt and his love, Tia Brooks. These two people were the nicest you could ever meet. Tia was the Hufflepuff Prefect and Pete was a wonderful, carring musician who loved Miss Brooks to death and would do anything for her. It seemed that the only thing that could seperate these two lovers, was death. And so it was.

Just a little over two months ago, Tia Brooks had climbed to the highest point in the Mystic Mountains. She had sent letters to both her lover, Pete, and her best friend, K.arma Williams. Young Miss K.arma had gotten there, but the Hufflepuff never lived to see Pete. By the time he got there, Tia had toppled over the railing of the cliff and fell more then 100 feet to the ground, but sadly... that wasn't what killed her. It was the branch that she fell onto. The branch that pierced her body.

But other times in life, it feels like you have been given a second chance. It felt as if maybe, just maybe, God realized that you did nothing wrong and that is he that made the mistakes, not you. That it wasn't you who deserved to die. So then, he created miracles. He created things to try and make up for the hardships life put you through. And that... that is what truely happened to Tia Brooks.

The night air was crisp and warm, for summer was approaching Hogwarts Mystical School. The cresent moon was shinning bright and there was a beautiful blanket of stars. This night was much like the night that Tia Brooks promised to be Pete Witt's forever and always. No doubt that these past few months, everyone had paid their respects to Tia's grave site and no doubt that Pete was upset. But tonight, everything was going to change for the better.

The beautiful vision of the sky was interruped by a burst of light comming from deep in the forbidden forest, but seeing as it was two in the morning, it was most likely that no one had seen it. One the light cleared, a body appeared from where the light originated. A body of a young girl about the age of sixteen with black and pink hair. She was curled up in the fetal position and was dressed a bloodied muggle clothes, that had a huge circular shaped rip in right above the naval. These clothes were the same clothes that Tia had been wearing the night she died.

After several long minutes, the body stirred and the girl's honey eyes opened. She looked around the dark forest as if searching for something familiar... or as if she knew exactly where she was. Several minutes later, the delicate figure climbed to her feet and ran towards the clearing ahead that was the exit of the forest. As she ran tears streamed down her face and she silently sobbed. But only one thing was on her mind. Pete Witt.

Finally, the girl reached the empty clearing and she fell to her knees and sobbed out loud. She didn't care if anyone saw or heard her. Infact, that's what she wanted. She wanted someone to come out and comfort her. She needed someone to come to her.

This lovely little girl, who's face was completly different from her own that she remembered.. this girl.. this, this confused and frightened girl was Miss Tia Brooks. She was back, but in a completely different body. She had no idea why she was back or how... and she also had no idea how she could convince her love and the rest of the school that it was truely her, but she was just happy to be alive.

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