Post by natesa elise mayjor on Feb 10, 2013 21:30:37 GMT
natesa elise mayjor
Hey, my name is... Natesa Elise Mayjor.
But most call me... Nat, Nattie, Elise, Ellie, Mayjor, Oi you there.
If you want to, you can label me... bisexual.
I've been on this earth for... seventeen years.
Which means I was born... January 18th.
My blood runs with... Air Faerie x Vampire
I'm a... student
And only a... Fourth Year
My eyes are... Blue.
And my hair is... Blue, right now. But don't, by any means, think that this'll be permanent. I like hair dye, and I like it a lot.
One could say... that I'm nothing special, appearance-wise. I have blue eyes, and my ever-changing hair color, but other than that? I'm just average, really. I'm average height, and a bit on the skinny side. My hair is long, coming down to my mid back. Yeah, that makes dyeing it a real challenge sometimes. It's just really, really hard to get to the ends of it without making it look patchy or ridiculous. I like to dye it vibrant colors, too, which makes my personality seem really odd when people talk to me. Normally I'll go a color like... uh... well, I've gone red before. Oh, and there was that time I went purple.
Anyway, on a completely unrelated topic, when I walk, I... uhm. Slouch a bit? I like to escape notice, something that's rare considering I'm a mixed race student. I don't even straighten up when there's something important for me to do. However, if there's one thing I don't like, it's the noise that's made when someone drags their feet. So I don't do that. I like to move as silently as possible, so that I don't draw any attention to myself.
I'm normally seen wearing... simple clothes. I don't like to overdress.
And I supposedly look like... Amber McCrackin.
All round, I'm... Not going to mince words; I'm a rather shy young woman. I was raised on a farm, and so didn't really have contact with many people (besides my parents), so I have decided to blame this for my inability to communicate with others, even though there's a huge thing in my past that I also blame. Well, I wouldn't call it an inability, per se, it's just a lack of knowledge. How am I supposed to act around people that aren't family members? I don't know, and therefore find it safer to avoid talking to them than to risk screwing things up.
When I'm around those I know well, however, I'll be much more open and relaxed because I know how to converse with them without offending them. I'll be kind, sweet, loyal, and, on occasion, I'll attempt to be funny. Note the word attempt. I don't always manage to hit the mark, as my sense of humor is rather dry sometimes. However, I'm also very witty, able to make use of sarcasm exactly where it is required.
I absolutely love to dance. It's the one thing I'm actually sure I really like to do. Besides learn, and take care of the animals in the farm and all that crap. When I'm dancing, I feel like everything else just doesn't matter. For a while, at least. Then I become my timid, high-maintenance little self again. I don't even know why I get so worked up about things - I just do.
I have a very quick mind, and am very intelligent. I love to learn, even if I didn't attend school and am merely a home-schooled farm girl. I can think things through easily and quickly, and can often find a logical situation to almost any problem. But, sometimes, I lack common sense. After all, I'm still fairly young. I'm hoping to learn to gain some common sense.
When I'm angry, I won't normally show it, and I'll just head off to dance it all out. However, if I can't do that, my anger will just become more and more pent up until I release it, whether this be by dancing or by some other means. You name it, it's probably an outlet. Normally, though, I won't get so bad. I'll just take the first option. Dancing, to me, is a much better than losing my cool doing something else.
Overall, I'm just a kindhearted young woman with a few people problems. It's not that I don't want to branch out and make friends; it's that I don't know how. And, yes, maybe I'm slightly too afraid to try to do so, but we all have flaws, don't we? Besides, what I lack in that area, I make up for with the rest of my personality.
I'm in love with... Dance, music, drama, art and...and...well, air, I guess. But who doesn't like air? We all like air on this planet. It's a basic need. I like plants, too. Plants give us air, don't they? And they're pretty.
Though I detest... Scary things, like the dark and stuff. Papercuts. Can't stand those. Uh...People who don't know when to shut up? Yeah, don't like those. Large crowds. Don't do so well in crowds, they frighten me. And...maybe dogs too? Because they just aren't nice.
But my best assets are... that I normally know what's up. I'm pretty smart like that, although blonde at times. Oh, and I dance well? If I'm allowed to compliment myself.
However my worst... are that I'm painfully shy and awkward. I also feel like I have control issues, although my dad tells me that I got over those when I was 12. I don't believe him.
And I dream of... becoming a professional dancer. Any kind is fine. Pairs, Contemporary, Lyrical - I don't care.
My life story... Born to an soul faerie and a vampire on an Australian farm, my life has been rather peculiar. I've had the ability to cause slight breezes that came with being an air faerie, and the awful, raging bloodlust that came with my more... vampiric side. I was cared for very well as a child, with my mother and father loving me. I had no siblings; Mum and Dad only had the money and time for me, really. It's a shame, because I always wanted a brother or sister. Especially a little one, it would have been...irrelevant. Sorry. Back on topic.
I was raised on a farm, as I already mentioned. We still have that farm. I love it. Anyway, we kept the animals on it that would normally e found on a farm, like, horses, cows and, yes, pigs. There were others, too, but still. Yeah. This was what our farm was. I loved, and still love, helping out on it, looking after the animals and cleaning the place. I don't like mucking out, though. That's just... ew.
Moving on. Ten years ago, when I was twelve, me and a friend of mine went to a park together. It was a rather beautiful park, with lots of trees and plant life. My mother says I should have been an earth faerie - I love plants. Gah, I need to stay on topic. My father took us to the park to play for a while. He told me that I was only to play for an hour, and then I would have to come back for a blood supply. But, of course, with my air faerie brain, I forgot. Me and my friend played for awhile, I lost track of time, and wham. An hour later, she lay dead in my arms, with the two deep puncture wounds in her neck. I didn't mean to kill her!
Her family agreed not to tell anyone how she died, and they understood, treating me with kindness that I didn't deserve. I'd killed their only daughter! I didn't deserve to be treated in such a manner! I deserved to be locked up with the key thrown away! Or better yet, I deserved to be killed! I know that the family of the poor girl I killed wouldn't care. I wouldn't care. I'd completely understand.
But no. I've had to live with this for five years of my life. I haven't gotten close to anyone, and don't particularly want to. I'd just hurt them! I don't want to hurt anyone else!
I spent the last five years of my life in my house, even though the house changed slightly after moving to England when I was thirteen. I have refused to go anywhere, even school. My control issues where easily solved. As a tip, my dad told me to drink a vial every time I feel the slightest bit thirsty. And, yes, that might seem wasteful. But it's helped me to see that people aren't where I should go when I need blood. No, I go for a vial, not a person. However, I still don't like physical contact. It could happen at any time; I could lose control, kill another person and have to change my name and move to... Mexico, or somewhere like that.
But it's too late to worry about that. After ten years of moping and feeling sorry for myself, with no friends because I hid myself away, they sent me to Northvale. They did it with the best of intentions, but honestly? I'm terrified. I don't want to be here. There are people here! People that I could hurt! Life is fragile, I don't want to be the one to take it away from anyone. But I know I very well could. It's going to be a fun life. Hah. Not.
I was born to... Belinda Psyche and Richard Mayjor
And I also live with... Chazelwit, my black kitten. I've had him for about a month now, I think.
My ooc name is... Chloe[/color][/blockquote]
And I've been roleplaying... seven monthssss.
The Secret Word is... PASSWORD ACCEPTED.
Here's a little sample...*points at Bree's app*
