[Invidia] Vesper Envy Stone

[Aye Punk! Its VESPER!]

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|name|; Vesper Envy Stone
|nickname|; Envy
|age|; Sixteen
|gender|; Female
|sexuality|; Straight
|race|; Shifter
|power|; Can control ice. Hears your deepest envious thoughts.
|how long have you been here|; Junior


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|hair color|; Black
|eye color|; Ice Blue or Red
|height|; 5’6
|weight|; 117lbs

|appearance|
Vesper likes to think of herself as skinny, with some shape. She has some muscle, though she doesn’t look like she has any at all. Most call her a shrimp, or a stick. Either or she is skinny and semi-muscular.

She has straight long black hair that reaches a little past her shoulder-blades. She usually has the tips or a strip of random colors in her hair, seeing that she often enjoys color around her. She keeps her hair down; her bangs are almost always in her face, making a good cover over her eyes.

Vesper has strange almost icy eyes. Though they often change shades of blue, ranging from almost black to a almost transparent silver-grey blue. Her makeup and mood often changes what color they are that day and time.

She has her ears double pierced and the lob piercings are gauged a little bit so they are larger then her other ones. Vells doesn’t normally have earnings in, thinking that they are bothersome now as she stays in the school.

Vesper, though underage, has two tattoos. She has one of a dotted line on her neck that underneath says ‘Cut Here’ in fancy writing. Another combo is that of two small black angel wings that are on her shoulder blades. The last one is of her dead best friend’s name, with a small R.I.P gravestone next to it. This one is located on her wrist, but is always covered up. Her tattoos have a lot of meaning, in other words if you laugh at them, she WILL hurt you without regret. So be careful what you say about them please.

Vesper has a crazy array of clothing style. One moment she is at bright neon colors then to pale crisp colors like lilac. When she is wearing brighter colors, she always has skinny jeans on, brighter armbands then what she would wear for paler colors. Bows arranged in her hair of bright greens, purples, pinks and cyan. Though she tends to be having a hoodie near her at all times, she enjoys her flashy wardrobe. Her shirts almost always have a band or a really cute image on them, like a dino saying rawr and such. Heels are sometimes seen with these outfits, but she normally sticks to her arrange of Converse shoes.

For Vesper’s cleaner/crisp pale colors, she is seen with comfier jeans and looser shirts. Colors of white and other light colors complement her pale skin tone. Enjoying the paler, calmer colors more often then the outrageous colors, she sticks to simple cute images as well. She accessorizes darker things with these outfits, such as skulls, gothic crosses, ect. Black hoodies are always matched with these outfits. She often wears a pair of dark colored Converse and a locket that she received from her best friend long ago.

|face claim|; Dani Gore

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|likes|;
-Fruity candy
-Lightning/Thunderstorms
-Animals except for fish.
-Sharpies
-Sharp objects
-Her locket
-Her music
|dislikes|;
-Veggies. Gag.
-Medication
-Being pushed to go into events
-Blushing (when she does it)
-When people mock her…for any reason
-People taking her music away. Taking her music=Death

|fears|;
-Gaining then losing a friend.
-Being made fun of.
-People stealing her things.
-Her night terrors.
-Someone killing her dog.
|habits|;
-Pacing hallways.
-Sketching
-Fixing motors and such
-Singing


|strengths|;
-Vesper is a thinker. This causes her not to do as many ‘stupid’ actions unlike most people that she tends to hear about. When she thinks she often remains quiet, only wanting time to think…about whatever it might be at that moment.
-Lying is another that she counts as a strength. She can cover up the worst of things since her eyes never give her away. She could, if she wanted to, commit murder and blame it on someone else without being caught. It’s a good trick to have up your sleeve.
-She is also amazing at singing and writing. Yes, she counts this as a strength. She is often heard in the halls of the institute humming and singing songs that she enjoys listening too. Her drawings would’ve won the hearts of people world-wide…if she ever chose to show them. Her room is filled with the stuff…her music, her drawing…everything!
|weaknesses|;
-Not talking is a weakness in her eyes. She never wants to be out there and show who she really is…seeing that she has a small fear of it. Her quietness makes people think she is retarded and such though she really isn’t. Being quiet for her, is like being addicted to crack…its not easy to break. For now…she tends to whisper, staying as quiet as she possibly can.
-Another of her weaknesses is that she can’t really smile. She fakes all the ones she does…but she never has TRULY smiled since her friend passed on. She takes affect to this a lot, cutting her wrist by the tattoo of her friend’s name. Being a fake makes her feel dirty…and inhuman.

|personality|;
Vesper is the quiet, shy girl that is in the back of the room staring out the window. She never really had friends before/after Ame. Being so alone in the world, she thought everyone and everything was out to get her. She never really learned how to interact with others her own age. Her disorders make it harder to make people understand her mind…even when she explains her logic.

Keeping to herself is one of the easiest things she could do for herself. Though with doing that she always has a constant fear that if she goes out people will mock her, or beat her up, making her even more of an outsider to the outside world. Keeping to her books, music and drawings make her close herself off to the real world as she engulfs herself in fantasy. With this being said, she is extremely timid, careful and very shy.

|any mental problems|;
-Bibliomania: obsessive-compulsive disorder which leads to hoarding books of no practical use. Usually leads to ruined relationships, and other leading problems. (theft ex.)
-Night Terror: a disorder where a person wakes in the middle of a nightmare, which doesn’t end when the person wake, can cause people to inflict damage to themselves.
-Oppositional Defiant Disorder: when a person shows a pattern of hostile, disobedient, or defiant behavior to people in charge, worse then the normal teenager.
-Paranoid Personality Disorder: where a person is always suspicious and has a generalized mistrust in people around the patient. Makes them flinch, and do other strange things.
-Avoidant Personality Disorder: a person excludes themselves from activities because they have fears of being ridiculed, humiliated, rejected or disliked.
-Sadistic Personality Disorder: is cruel, demeaning, and has an aggressive behavior. Enjoys weaponry, violence, torture, or any other sadistic event.



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|family|; Vevilla Grey – Georg Stone
|pets|; A small German shepherd puppy named Razor. Razor is a sable, meaning he is black backed, and tan almost everywhere else. He on his chest has a pure white bow-tie, and his face looks more wolfish then canine features. Razor is at her side always…even though she isn’t allowed to have him there…she has special rights. The order given by her father was that the girl had to take the dog because he wouldn’t listen to anyone else…
|hometown|; Unknown
|history|;
Vesper was born on one of the coldest nights that year. December sixteen was signed on her birth certificate with the name Vesper Envy Stone. Her mother though sadly wouldn’t stop bleeding and died after the doctors did everything they could. With the news going to her father, he became angry with the small infant for stealing away the love of his life, even though she couldn’t help it. This was the night when this pretty little’s horrid life started.

The whole time before school started for her, the time Vesper was around her father was horrible. He beat her, whipping her and locking her in her room without food or water for days on end. The girl became unstable, suffering from night terrors and such. Vesper was to small and young to stand up against her father. Vesper started to hate her life…she had nothing to live for then at that time. And she noticed something was different with her. She could change into things…other people…animals….anything. She started being able to freeze things and then she found out what she really was. A shifter. Another reason her father hated and beat her. Nothing changed until school started.

The first day school had started for Vesper, she as amazed by how many children that were of her age. She was never outside the house normally…so you can understand why. The first day…was one of the best days of her life. At her lunch period, she sat alone in the back like she had planned seeing as every made fun of her that first day. When the bell rang, and children poured in, she moved to the last table and sat by herself without any food. That was until a small girl appeared next to her. A conversation happened between the two…that changed her life.

---A small spunky blonde sat across from Vesper and smiled. “You hungry…you look so frail. It’s like you haven’t eaten in days!!!” Vesper just stared at the girl. Not responding. She was surprised the girl didn’t pick on her…and that she noticed what she was trying to hide. Right then and there Vesper bursted out in tears.

The girl had taken her to the bathroom, to help her calm down and cheer up. As the blonde took care of Vesper, Vesper finally started to feel cared for. As the blonde smiled and talked about how she was pretty and shouldn’t cry, Vesper piped in. “You’re really nice…but you don’t want to be see with a girl like me.” With that sentence the spunky girl hugged her, giggling. “To bad! I want to be your friend…that okay with you!?” The girl continued to smile. Vesper that day smiled for the first time in her whole life. That day was to this day her favorite…

Though later on in the years, around her seventh year of school with the spunky girl, who she later had found out was named Amethyst; became rougher then every for Vesper. Though her father didn’t hit her more, she had brought over Ame for the day…to sleep over. She had asked her father when he was drunk and he was to busy to notice that he said yes. When she arrived home with Ame, her father screamed and hollered at her. Then locked her in her room, and drove Ame home. Ame was the last one to see her for the next two weeks.

During those two weeks, Vesper was locked in her room, not allowed to go to school. Her father though mistakenly forgot to call the school explaining what was going on. Ame called the cops, saying how long she hadn’t been in school and they came to search the house for her. Vesper was found, in her room almost dead from lack of water and food. Her father was arrested and Vesper was put up for adoption. Ame’s parents adopted her, only because Ame asked them to.

This though didn’t last long. Ame’s parents hated Vesper, thinking that she was a horrid satan child. When Vesper was sent away, Ame ran away to try to find Vesper. Even though when Vesper saw the TV with Ame on it…she almost wanted to die. They said they found her body in the river…and that she had been dead for a while but worst of all that she had been raped before hand. This was what set Vesper off on the world. She became worse and worse, switching foster homes like songs on her mp3 player and then finally when she was sixteen things were to much and they sent her here. Now she stays with Razor in a room…that is her homey prison…


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Came from another site.

A small form laid on top of a clock tower. Her name was like a love sick melody, Vevilla Grey. As she laid there, her optics fluttered as she pulled a hand to her mouth. She yawned lightly into her hand then moved her hand back on top of her stomach. These were the best nights. Clear and calm, the city’s lights not interfering with her gaze upon the night sky. A she continued to watch, a small pitter patter of paws were coming closer to her. Caya, her faithful companion, slumped into a heap next to Vevilla’s messenger bag. Vevilla moved, sitting upright, her hand now gently tracing Caya’s spine. She sighed lightly, the night had only begun.

Vevilla then remembered jumping from spot on the clock tower, Caya right behind her as she left her things there. Though the girl’s formed had changed into a small almost fox like creature. A Dhole. Her auds twitched as she landed on someone’s roof. The two of them slunk along, careful not to get caught or fall. Vevilla’s plume danced quietly behind her as she hopped of the last roof, making away to the market. Caya pulled up behind Vevilla and grumbled lightly. Vevilla’s auds perked up as she heard foot-steps coming towards her. She and Caya ducked behind some crates, finding shelter and also some food. Caya started to eat while Vevilla didn’t. She listened to the man, nothing of true interest until she heard of two groups of shifters. Thieves and Assassins. She started liking this town more and more.

Later on, after the man had left with the other, Vevilla and Caya moved back to the clock tower. She sat on top for a little longer until she finally started to feel tired. She climbed down from atop it and went to find somewhere to sleep. She stumbled across one finally. Before lone, Vevilla’s form laid on the terra over looking the skies again as she drifted off to sleep with her companion at her side. With everything that was going on…she hoped she would be there for a good long while…but she hoped no one would die thanks to her this time.-

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