[B*S*C] Blood Sucking Chaos

Many years ago, back in the late 1800's, a young girl was born by the name of Elizabeth Worthington. Her childhood was practically a living hell, as her parents would treat her with such disrespect, compulsive beatings, extreme abuse, etc. Her 12 brothers and sisters had permission to beat her as well. Which people would normally say was out of the question. Her parents were strict, stuck up, rich people with nothing to think of but themselves. They would treat their other 12 children with gifts and kindness. But as for Elizabeth, the youngest, she would do all of the house work (even though there was a maid involved), she would have a beating everytime she would speak to either a friend, sibling, or any other contact, and she would also have to hear her mothers screaming everyday, practically about nothing. Elizabeth was mostly an innocent child. She was very pretty, most of the time her sisters were filled with great jealousy. She had long brown hair, striking light blue eyes, she was tall, very pale, as where nobody would understand her personality. It was as if she had an alter ego. But I guess that's something I should explain after a few major points. Back then insomnia was a common thing for alot of people in the area of which she lived in. Nobody knew quite why, but alot of people knew that the area was haunted. Hull, England. The most common place of England of which there was most deaths in. Most people think that's why it might be haunted. But a little later, in her teen years, her mother, father and siblings went on a trip, to go see a show. Obviously leaving Elizabeth behind, Elizabeth was awefully depressed. But the maid always seemed to be the most kind to her. Elizabeth and the maid, whose name was Barbara Alexander, ran off on their own. Of course it was Barbara's idea. She was always wanting to get out of that wretched place. But, Barbara could receive major beatings, possibly a death penalty of some sort to a far extent. Just for trying to save Elizabeth. But she didn't care, she wanted Elizabeth to have a better life, one without depression, beatings, and evilness. Barbara ended up housing Elizabeth in her childhood home back in Westminster, England. Barbara's mother and father were still living there, but getting on in age. Elizabeth lived a far better and far more happy life there in Westminster. Although, it seemed as if she left something back in Hull, something important. She didn't feel like herself. Maybe it was the haunted feeling she had. A few years passed on. She knew she had a lust for something. She soon passed out on the floor. Flashbacks and memories from her childhood rushed back at her like something had just hit her. Her head hit the wall, cracked open her skull, she had awoken, she had the lust for blood, a lust for bites, she had this strange urge to become something of the evil. She kept having images, of these beatings she used to get. She wanted to kill. She had the urge, but little did she know, policemen were out searching for her, they've been searching for years, and her parents, they were going to most likely murder Barbara and Elizabeth for what they had done. But Elizabeth, as her eyes turned black, all around, she knew, she somehow knew exactly what was going on. With her lust for blood and her dialated eyes as she paced back and forth, somehow knowing all that was going to happen. As it turned to midnight, she was wide awake and ready to attack. Nobody knows exactly what, but it came to her. She went into Barbara's basement, locked the door, and built some sort of crazy death chamber. Full of scythes, machetes, knives, strong toxic gases, but wait. She stopped. Right in front of a mirror. NO REFLECTION. She screamed, she ran, she panicked. All she knew now was that she was no longer human. She was infact, could it be, and vampire? Obviously. Her eyes turned into a lime green. She stared into the sterling metal box that was sat on the table of which carried many disturbing objects. She touched the box, it burned her. She...hissed at it? Very strange indeed. She screamed. So loud that it caused Barbara to run downstairs furiously. Barbara shouted at Elizabeth, as Elizabeth slowly, somehow demonically and so timidly, that it scared the living hell out of Barbara. Elizabeths eyes, as the color they were, a bright green, the brightness practically reflected off anything with a shine in it, her teeth, she had the teeth! Her blood red lips, her pale as fuck face, blood ran down her cheek. She was crying blood. She screamed. She felt pain and agony. She took a strange looking knife, hid it behind her back, and slowly, very slowly walked herself towards Barbara, humming a sad, kind of depressing beautiful tune. Barbara quietly, and repeatedly asked Elizabeth, practically chanting. "What is wrong with you? What is wrong with you? What is wrong with you? What is wrong with you?" As her whispers became more faint, harder to hear. As perfectly as Elizabeth could hear Barbara, she moved closer, more aggravating the look on her face was. As soon as Barbara was going to run up the stairs, she opened the door, let out a scream that would make your ears bleed. Her parents were hanged by their feet, necks slit, blood dripping. Barbara ran back down but before she knew it, she felt a stinging bite into her neck, and a knife in her back. Elizabeth had gotten to Barbara. Many hours later, Elizabeth grew tired, but first she had to do something with the bodies. As for Barbara's parents, she was going to throw them in the creek, which hid somewhere in the middle of the dark woods behind the house. Tracks of blood followed in her footsteps. It was a cold and dark rainy night. Very morbid sounding. But, as for Barbara's body, Elizabeth dug a hole in the backyard, chanting and reciting some kind of prayer, over and over, kind of sounding like:
You lay here, you lay here.
Your body has gone to a far place, a place far away.
Your soul carries on with it's unfinished priorities, and yet you still lay here, in agony of others.
Your body smells as sweet as blood.
The lust rages on and on.
You lay here, you lay here.
Your body has gone to a far place, a place far away.
Your soul carries on with it's unfinished priorities, and yet you still lay here, in agony of others.
Your body smells as sweet as blood.
The lust rages on and on.
As she would repeat that, over and over. A fire would grow, larger and larger. Barbara's body burned in the grave. The shine of the fire gleamed in the glare of Elizabeths eyes. A grave stone was set upon the grave. The stone said only the words spoken from Elizabeth. That same chanting she had recited. With only the last name of Alexander. Elizabeth returned to her home town of Hull, England. Her family rests in peace, for she did not know, they were taken to a gas chamber, because her mother, father, and siblings had stolen from the Castle of Bodium. The most stunning and photographic of them all. But Elizabeth could feel someone standing behind her. Her reflexes kicked in and her mothers hand was going to rest on her shoulder, but she smacked her mothers hand before it even touched her. For Elizabeth despised being touched. She slowly turned around and grabbed her mother by the neck, strengthening herself. For vampires are much more full of strength then any human could be, also the strongest reflexes they carry. There was a look of sorrow in her mothes eyes, Elizabeth felt something inside of her, a piercing light. She let her mother free. Her mother got down on her knees, begged for forgiveness, and had explained to Elizabeth about what had happened, somehow she already knew. But the one thing she never knew, is that her mother escaped. But was switched with the wife of Elizabeths friend, Anne. Elizabeth felt deprived and angered at her mother. But her mother was not of the forgiven. Elizabeth was taken back to her childhood, and of course remembered the horrors of the abusive days she went through. Elizabeth stared into her mothers eyes, she got that lust for blood again, but as she stared. Her mother had a fierce look on her face. Elizabeth had these mind powers that could tear up her mothers insides. Somehow posessing her, only a whole different way. Her mother somehow fell into a hypnotization, and she just stared and stared and stared into Elizabeths eyes. Elizabeth had the power to make things work the way she wanted. She dropped her knife on the ground. It slowly rised. Levitating up to wear her mothers heart was. Her mother, still staring into the evil gleam in Elizabeths eyes was stabbed in the heart, 3 times with a knife. She fell to the ground writhing in pain. Eyes still open, somehow still alive. Elizabeth took a nail, and forged it into her mothers forehead. She then burned her body by reciting the prayer she had before with Barbara's body. But somehow, the story of Elizabeth carrys on. And her legacy will be told now on and forever.

Total loot:	11,103.45 litres of blood
Victims bitten (via link):	6
Fights:	18
Victories:	5
Defeats:	13
Draws:	0
Gold gained:	~ 0.00
Gold lost:	~ 0.00
Damage to enemies:	175.8
Damage from enemies:	2305.93

Character level:	Level 8
Strength:	(17)
Defence:	(11)
Agility:	(10)
Stamina:	(10)
Dexterity:	(11)
Experience:	(317|320)

Attempted challenges:	0
Successful challenges:	0
Failed challenges:	0

Gender:	female
Age:	15-20 Years
Hometown:	New Brunswick
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AIM-Name:	disbelief xx
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