Post by aaisha akanke alden on Apr 7, 2013 14:14:01 GMT
Aaisha Akanke Alden
Hey, my name is... Aaisha Akanke Alden
But most call me... Aish. Ish. I don't know
If you want to, you can label me... heterosexual
I've been on this earth for... 182
Which means I was born... June 10th, 1831
My blood runs with... Siren and Vampire.
I'm a... local
And only a... unemployed party girl
My eyes are... a bit of a changing thing. Sometimes they're green. Sometimes hazel. And sometimes they look brown.
And my hair is... red
One could say... I'm a normal height. I'm possibly a little on the tall side, but I don't mind much.
I'm normally seen wearing... stunning clothing. I love dressing up in the latest fashions. It took me awhile to learn how to adapt and sometimes I'll wear things that could be from my own time but not necessarily. I wear whatever I feel will get the guys to look at me more.
And I supposedly look like... Karen Gillan
All round, I'm... the type of person everyone wants to be around. I would say it's because of my sirenness, but people would want to be around me even if I wasn't a siren. I'm positive of that one. I'm hot and one of the best looking chicks out there. That makes it exceedingly easy for me to lure someone in for me to suck them dry. In more than one way. I'm not ashamed to admit I get around. I'm not a whore though. Not anymore at least. I've been there, done that. Now I just do it for the fun and the thrill. I can be a little, or a lot, conceited but I don't really give a shit if I am or not.
I'm in love with... water, men, partying, having a good time, being immortal
Though I detest... whores, my life before I was turned, idiots, guys that don't pay attention to me, and not being the center of attention
But my best assets are... getting people to listen, water
However my worst... my vanity and my delusion that everyone loves me.
And I dream of... to go everywhere there is to go
My life story... was born in 1855. Which was a long ass time ago. I was originally born a siren. My mother was a siren, but my dad was just a human. I don't remember much of my childhood. I've tried to remember, but that was kind of a long time ago and not really pertinent to my life now. My mother ended up dying at an early age. At least early for a siren. I think she was killed by a rogue werewolf or something. I'm not quite sure because she left my dad and I shortly after I was born. She wasn't one to stay with one person for any length of time apparently, and I can get that because I'm not entirely either. My dad never got over that, however. He had a job, but it was a stupid job that didn't really give us enough money to live by. When I was young, I started using my siren abilities to get different things. Like food, and necessities. It got us by. I started that when I was about 11.
Eventually it began to not be enough. We needed cash for certain things as well as food and things. So I started to have sex with people for money. The first time I did it... was scary. I didn't know what I was doing, but I learned it never really mattered because the person 'buying me' didn't really care what I did, because he was too busy trying to fuck me. Sometimes they couldn't get it up, even. I learned to just endure it, sometimes I would enjoy myself, if the guy was younger and cute. I learned quickly that it was a good job for me. I liked money and I liked sex. Even though some of my clients weren't exactly... clean. It brought in a lot of cash. It worked.
Until I was 24, actually. That's when my entire life had changed. I had gone out like I normally did. I was trying to find a taker so I could get some money, but before I knew it.. someone had come up and began to bite me and I screamed, but he covered my mouth. It didn't work. I passed out, eventually, thinking about my dad the entire time and how he was waiting for money to pay a bill.
When I woke up, it was a few days later. It had to be. I woke up and everything was different. Everything had changed. It didn't take me long to feed and figure out what I was. I knew about the siren world because my dad told me that was what my mother was, but I didn't know there was other races out there. I began to wander around the world. I went from town to town and didn't care about anyone. I had been taking care of my dad and I for so long, that I didn't know how it felt to just do whatever I wanted to. With my new found fangs and my siren abilities, no one was going to be able to fuck with me. I got what I wanted, when I wanted it. I fucked who I wanted and didn't have to worry about getting money. Sometimes I did it for money just because it was easier than threatening people or siren talking them. I wandered around the world not giving a fuck about anything I did.
I didn't think about my dad for a few years before I went back to see how he was doing. I snuck in through a window because I didn't want him to see me. I found him laying dead on the floor in the living room. It looked like he had been there for a long time. I started crying softly before I looked at the wall and noticed there were newspaper clippings of me on the wall. All with the titles of “Lost”. There was a poster that looked like he had made about me too. He had his journal open and I read a page from it. It was jibberish about him thinking someone had killed me while I was whoring around for him. But how my body was never found, so he didn't want to give up hope. It looked like he had died from not taking care of himself. Probably hadn't been eating or drinking. Maybe he didn't even have enough money for it.
I ran out of the house after that. I ran up to someone I hadn't seen before in my life and told him to send help to my old house and then ran away. It was only a few months after that I ended up running into the vampire that turned me. I was a bit angry at first... but I realized that he kind of made my life better. I traveled with him for a long time. Just wandering around and having fun. We did what we wanted, and maybe I would have pursued a relationship with him, if I wasn't so terrified of real commitment and if I couldn't tell he was actually hurt about something that had to do with love. I didn't bother him about it. We were friends, and that was all I ever really wanted. We ended up parting ways a lot of years later, we did our own thing. I still partied, traveled the world, sucked people's blood when I wanted to, and did what I wanted. I didn't know where he went, until I got word later that he had taken a teaching position at Northvale Academy. I didn't even have to think before traveling towards the school to meet up with my old friend.
I was born to... Marcus Alden and Sarah Smith
My ooc name is... Desty[/color][/blockquote]
And I've been roleplaying... yearish
The Secret Word is... PASSWORD ACCEPTED
Here's a little sample...blah blah blah.
