E'FINEL, eryn qurtelley

[ERYN QURTELLEY E'FINEL]

eryn qurtelley e'finel!!
When you came in the air went out.
And every shadow filled up with doubt.

I don't know who you think you are,
But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you.

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I'm the kind to sit up in his room.
Heart sick an' eyes filled up with blue.

full name: Eryn Qurtelley E'Finel
Nick name: Viper, Telley
Portrayed by: Brookelle Bones
birthday: December 18
age: 22
Occupation: Eryn owns the local used bookstore, Fresh Pages. (please?)
race: Faerie
power:

[/b];; Empathy, as most are are aware, is the ability to feel and manipulat others emotions. However, many are skeptical about the latter and the intensity at which those gifted with this ability may sense others emotions. The latter does occur, however only in those who are superbly experianced in their ability. As Eryn generally avoids emotions completely, she in not experianced and so if she does manipulate others' emotions, it is inadvertantly. Also, to her dismay, she can 'turn off' this ability and so is constantly innudated with emotions.

Accelerated Healing ;; As the name suggests, this is the ability to heal oneself in a rapid fashion. She heals about five times faster than the average being but suffers the complete pain that accompanies the injury. Also a down side, the ability will only work if she is fully consious.

Enhanced Night Vision ;; Every being is bestowed with night vision as most of us spend about half of our lives at night. However, seeing as Eryn is a shadow/darkness manipulator, she was also blessed with an enhanced version of this simple trait. Though, when used properly, it is not simple in the least. Her eyes turn cat like in nature where she is able to see everything as though it were broad daylight, with a gray overlay of course. As an aesthetic bonus, her eyes even shine when she uses this feature, if the light hits them correctly.

Shadow/Darkness Manipulation ;; Alas, yet another ability in which the name explains what it is. Eryn is able to manipulate already standing shadows or darkness. She can not create it, as she is not in any form a god. She uses this to play tricks on the eyes which is especially useful in her career. Typically, she bends the darkness onto her face and away from her body to create a tantalizing, mystique aura.


Flight/Wings ;; Being a faerie, this comes with the specie. In her human form, her wings are hidden for she has discovered humans are wary of them and other species become entranced by them. When she does have them extended however, they are in the shape of butterfly wings but are not colorful like a butterfly's. She has been told that a faerie's wing color symbolizes the faerie's true personality, which she resents as her wings are the same ebony color as her hair with a silver lining.


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I don't know what you've done to me,
But I know this much is true:
I wanna do bad things with you.

eye color: Teal
hair color: Ebony
height: 5'2''
weight: 110lbs
built: Average
fashion sense: It generally fits her mood, but I suppose you could label it as scene.

When you came in the air went out.
And all those shadows there filled up with doubt.

Mother: Annabelle E'Finel| Deceased | Annabelle and Eryn had no relationship or connection past the nine months whilst Eryn was in her mother's womb. As early as emotions began to manifest themselves within her soul, Eryn hated her mother. She viewed her as an evil woman and when she discovered her dead lifeless body, she shot her again, through the heart, to finalize the suicide which Annabelle had comitted.

Father: Raymond E'Finel | 59 | Again, Eryn and her father had a rather detached relationship, but Eryn did not hate her father, she simply detested him. He was constantly busy with work at the hospital and sent her to boarding school. He provided her with money and watched over her for long enough, which earned him her respect in the least.

Sibling(s): Shadern Uhewl Collier | 26 | Though not related by birth, Shadern and Eryn have a bond like twins. They are virtually inseperable and know everything about each other. From the moment they met, Eryn knew he was to be her best friend, not to mention he was there for her when she needed him most, as he always is. Not only do they have a bond thicker than anyone can understand, they have a mental connection no one can touch. Though neither of them have the ability of telepathy, they each know exactly what the other is thinking, always.

Other: Luisa Cortez | 32 | Luisa was Ryn's nanny. In Annabelle's absence, Luisa took the place of the maternal figure in Ryn's life. She loved her in a way her mother envied, and so when Annabelle sentenced Luisa away, Eryn's hatred for her mother intensified and her love for Luisa only strengthened though she never saw her again.

History:*note* Anything that says Draya, should say Eryn. Again, please let me know if you need/want me to change it.

With a father’s broken hand and a mother’s scream, Eryn Qurtelley E'Finel was born into the world. She was born in the month of December during the season of winter in Manhattan, New York. It was a time of change, and a time of death. Both of these elements would twist their way into Eryn’s life time and time again.

Both of Eryn’s parents were well endowed and making their fair share of money in the medical field. Annabelle was a brain surgeon and Raymond was an open heart surgeon. They were the best in their fields and were constantly on call. Annabelle was so obsessed with her work that she only took a month for maternity leave once Eryn was born. She hired additional help at this point, a nanny by the name of Luisa.

Luisa was young, barely twenty when the E'Finel's hired her but she knew what she was doing. She moved in with them and took care of Eryn like she was her own. Luisa quickly took the place of a mother in Eryn's life since her natural one was never around. Ryn's first steps were in Luisa’s care, as were her first words, and the first book she ever read was on a Monday whilst she sat in her nanny’s lap. The two grew a bond that Annabelle could never touch, could never replicate no matter how hard she tried. However, she never tried. She just kept working as did her husband.

At age five, when Ray began kindergarten, Annabelle and Raymond came home to wish their daughter off. They for some reason or other, wished to be in their daughter’s presence when she walked from the car to her classroom. However, their act did not fool Draya, even at such a young age. She revolted at the idea of her parents taking her and began to act wildly. She threw things and broke her mother’s fine china. Anything she could get her hands on quickly became shattered across the floor. It was not until Luisa walked into the room that she began to cry. Ray sprinted to her nanny and clung to her legs, weeping into her skirt. This obvious preference to Luisa made Annabelle’s mind spiral into perpetual hatred for this girl she had hired and in that moment, Annabelle was Draya’s mother. She stomped over to Luisa, slapped her across the face and snatched her daughter away from her in her angry rage. Catching on, Raymond opened the door for his wife when she practically threw Luisa out of their house. A simple 'you're fired' seemed too conventional at this point. Only a dream to Ray who had just lost her everything.

Crushed and heartbroken, Draya spoke as little as possible to her parents and spent her time locked up in her room or at school reading the books Luisa had left her. She dreamt about the day she would leave her parents. About how they would be horrified that she was gone and she could never feel happy until she was across the country.

It was two years later, a week before she was to turn eight that death reared its head in her life. Draya was awakened by a single gunshot in the middle of the night. She rushed to her parents' room where the sound had come from. She was greeted by her mother's blank and emotionless face. The gun was on the floor beside her and the blood splatter was everywhere. Ray looked at her mother and felt not sorrow or remorse, but anger and hatred. The hole in the back of her skull was not enough for her. She needed more satisfaction than this. She snatched the gun from the floor and shot her mother threw the heart. Not until that second was Draya even with her mother. A heart for a heart.

Her eighth birthday was spent on a plane to Atlanta, Georgia where she would attend boarding school for the next five years. Her father needed to get rid of his daughter because she had made his wife's death more final. He, unlike Ray, was mouring for Annabelle.

Once at the school Draya made little effort to gain social contacts. She saw no need to be associated with a school full of stuck up rich kid brats. However, a few with the same ideals as her soon made up her group of 'friends'. Ray was their ring leader and they were her support group. It was not long before the five were known to everyone as the trouble makers of the school.

However, it was not until eighth grade that Draya's shenanigans would trip her into expulsion from the academy. She was thirteen and already had a knockout body. She had developed an interest in her science teacher, Mr. Walter. She spent extra time in his class and made sure to roll her plaid uniform skirt up higher before she entered his classroom. She quickly flirted her way into his sexual desire. What she did not know until later, was that he had been watching her since the moment she walked into his classroom. He was obsessed with her so when they had intercourse one day after school on top of his desk, it was his fulfilment just as much as it was hers. That day was the day that three things happened. Draya lost her virginity, she became known as easy, and she became addicted to sex.

At the court case, Mr. Walter pleaded guilty and found himself in jail. Before the case even began, the school fired him and his wife divorced him. Before any of that, Ray was expelled from the school and went back to Manhattan, New York. When she arrived, she learned that her father had remarried to a woman named Corei Maple. She was kind and loving. The type of mother Draya had always wanted and she brought with her a sixteen year old son named Shadern. The two quickly became inseperable. Until Draya met Shadern's friend Joey two years later. She fell head over heels for Joey at age fifteen. Technically speaking, they two were illegal but that had never stopped Adeyline from doing anything before. Two months into their relationship, which was based almost solely on sex, Joey decided he wanted to run away with her and get married. Ray showed no objection so the two set off on a drive to Las Vegas, Nevada. The only one that knew was the only person Draya trusted, Shadern. He was to meet them there a day later.

On their wedding night, Joey decided to try something a little different. He wanted to instill fear in his wife before he took her, however, he got too carried away. He sliced her chest open down the length of her sternum. However, the bleeding only lasted for about a minute before her skin completely healed. Not only was Joey enraged, Draya was confused and terrified. Her body was not supposed to heal itself that quickly, let alone the fact that that had never happened to her before.

In his anger, Joey stabbed his bride this time, directly into her heart. Draya gurgled, but with the same result. Her body immedietly healed itself within a minute. However, after this, Draya felt herself becoming weak. Her vision blurred as she tried to stand up and run for the door. She was not quick enough though and she could not beat the faintness and so she passed out there.

Two days later she woke up in a hospital, wrapped up in several areas, each red with blood. She could feel the open wounds, and then she felt them close with seconds of being awake. It was then that confused as she was, Draya realized she could only self-heal when she was concious. Shadern came to visit her then, apparently he had walked into the hotel room right after she fainted, luckily. However, unfortunately, he arrived after Joey had stabbed and sliced her anywhere he could manage.

Naturally, the nurses and the doctors that attended to her were confused at the fact that they were able to discharge her just an hour later. No one except for Draya had any idea how her wounds had healed so quickly, and perfectly. The only scar she recieved was the one down her sternum. To make the situation more unsual, Draya did not even share her story with Shadern. It was the only secret she had ever kept from him.

Over the next year and a half, Ryn researched as much as she could about what was happening to her and what she was, as more and more abilites began to show themselves, along with the appearance of butterfly-like wings. She had always known she was different, but she had never known she was this different. Remarkably, most of her new-found powers were easy to control, even though she never knew of hem before hand. Being a newly self-discovered faerie, Eryn researched hours upon hours, reading every legend she could. Naturally, Shadern discovered her reseaching one night and divulged that he too was of the supernatural. He had been too afraid of telling her that he was a demon.

Shortly after Shadern divulged his greatest secret, the two felt their lives change drasticly, even with the new mainstreaming vampires, Eryn is reluctant to let her true identity show. Now, life is spent mainly in the shadows. Well, who she truly is, is kept in the shadows while she tries to maintain a 'normal' life. Yeah right.

I don't know who you think you are,
But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you.
I wanna do real bad things with you.

flaws: Ryn is an immature drunk druggie for a huge sex drive and you want me to list off her flaws? Haha. Well, to add on to the above, in the physical sense, she has a large white scar down the length of her sternum.

Personality:
rebellious;;
Ah, who ever told her to follow the rules would be so dissapointed. Eryn marches to the beat of her own drum and if she wants to do something, no law or rule is going to get in her way. In fact, she strives to break the laws. Some of her friends used to joke and say that she was the reason the saying 'rules are made to break' was created. She's constantly trying to bring the legal system down. Well, any big overbearing system really. She'll do anything from holding a boycott, to basejumping off the nearest building, to cursing the judge out at her DUI case. She doesn't care what happens to her now. She lives for the adrenaline that her rebellious natures gives her and there's no way in hell that she's ever going to go straight edge and lose it.

sexual;;
It all started with her first experiance in eighth grade with Mr. Walter. Ever since then, she just can't stop. She's been the girl everyone talks about since then because she's easily labeled as that one sex addict. She could care less though. As long as she gets what she wants, she's satisfied. Eryn is constantly getting more creative with her sex. She's been whipped, hand cuffed, and tried almost ever position out there. If you're looking for an experianced partner, you've found her. Of course, her favorite ploy during sex is changing shape. Not only is it amusing, she likes the way is feels as different animals.

free spirited;;
No one can hold this girl down, she's just to floaty. Eryn loves to meet people, to be with people, and just to have fun. She has no regrets and she never hesitates to do anything that could give her the time of her life. Life is a journey and she intends to walk down ever pathway with nothing holding her back. She has absolutely no intention of wasting a single breath. Life is just to short. She's seen too much death and despair to hold her back from anything.

party girl;;
This aspect of her person goes hand in hand with the fact that she is free spirted and that she craves sexual attention. If there's a party, Eryn will be there. No matter how calm and quiet or loud and wild it is. She knows how to heat up the club just the right way and she's always the last to walk in and the last one to walk out. Well, she usually walks out with someone else and completely wasted. Eryn is undeniably the life of the party everytime and she knows what she's doing on the dance floor. Even though she doesn't compete with other girls, there really isn't a competition when Kennadee's on the floor. Sorry baby.

immature;;
Eryn never exactly got the memo that eventually, you are supposed to grow up. She plays everything off as a game and she thinks that everyone is always up to play. Too bad this isn't even close to how the world maps out. However, this way of thinking has shielded her from many of the harsh realities of the world. It may not be ideal to act this way, but it works for Rynnie. She gets to act like she's four, shirk responsibilities for a day, and it usually gets her out of serious relationships. Immaturity is the easiest reason to leave someone after the sex, which is exactly what she wants.

pensive and intelligent;;
When the lights go out and the music stops, Ryn is left alone to think. This is exactly what she does. While most people would never guess it, this little rebel is actually extremely deep. She contemplates everything in her life over and over but never gets an answer. The one question that seems to plague her is 'Where am I going in life?' She's written songs, poems, lines about it but she'd never been able to come up with a definitive answer. Of course, this is only part of the major surprise she holds. Despite her destructive behavior with sex, drugs, and alcohol, she is extremely intelligent. She has never gotten anything less that straight A's in school and more than likely has a larger vocabulary that you. Jeopardy anyone?

emotionally reserved;;
While Eryn puts her thoughts and her lusty feelings out there with no problems, she has issues with letting the other ones show. Being for some reason extremely open to others emotions, she has come to fear them. She can never turn off the fact that she acts like a magnet for peoples' emotions. She does not need her own messing her up further. So, with that said, she keeps her emotions her best kept secret.

stone cold bitch;;
With every rebel comes a bitch. Eryn isn't one to take small insults lightly. You know how in ancient mesoamerica around the 1300's everyone was afraid to piss of the Aztecs because they were major into human sacrifice? Well Eryn is basically the Aztecs. No, she's not into human sacrifice but she will wish you could crawl under a rock and rot. It doesn't matter if you screamed at her and said the rudest thing possible or if you simply said she was stupid for smoking, if you managed to rub her the wrong way, your ass is hers. Most of the time if you anger her once, that's it. Eryn is not one for second chances, petty arguments, or long, unnecessary apologies. You inconvienced her with anger, you're done, she no longer knows you, end of story.
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If you only knew the R E A L me

name: Chelsea, Viper, whichever you prefer.
age: 16
years of role playing: about seven, on and off.
how did you find us? Through Distress and Coma
site password: -Removed by ADMIN-

Lyrics are credited to Jace Everett.

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