Post by juliette adelina van chevalier on Jan 22, 2012 17:40:24 GMT -6
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 380px; background-image:URL(http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h177/animegrl-252/x0r3w0.png); border-left: 10px solid #1e1e1e; border-right: 10px solid #1e1e1e;] JULIETTE A. VAN CHEVALIER  HEY THERE, THEY CALL ME JULIETTE AND I'M CURRENTLY TWENTY THREE YEARS OLD. I'M PART OF THE HUMANS AND I'M A HUNTRESS. ------------------------------------------------- Tell me would you kill to save a life? Look at me. Take one glance. Now. Tell me. What do you see? You're probably going to say, ' a pretty girl' or 'a girl' or something else that goes along those lines. Trust me. Killer. Hah. What a funny word to describe me. You must be wondering why such a pretty girl like me would be skulking through the haunting streets at night with blood covering my hands? I like to call myself a hunter. Yes. A hunter. In a blink of an eye, I could be ramming a blade through your chest or holding a gunpoint at you, ready to pull the trigger. I spend my nights tracking down 'monsters'. And if I have the chace, I will kill them without a second thought in my head. You're so thick headed and oblivious. Now let me inform you about how tragic and twisted the world truly is. In your eyes, you see everyone as someone. A stranger or a friend. They're someone. Now. I see the world as a battlefield. Everyone is my enemy and I can trust no one. I protect those who are put in danger. I put my life on the line for the humans. I search and destroy. I protect and serve. It's as easy as that. But I can tell you this much; I wasn't always this way. I don't wanna change the world. I just wanna leave it colder She was born on May 15 and was the child of Alvarez and Serena. At a young age, Juliette lived with her mother, father and an older sister. They were a upper middle class family. Her mother was a nurse and her father was a successful business man. She and her sister, Analecia, attended a great school and obtained stellar grades. They all seemed to be a loving family. At a young age, she was always daddy's girl. Her father spoiled her and she was obviously his favorite child. Juliette looked up to him and wanted to grow up to be just like her father; kind, nice, successful and caring. He was her role model. She always worked as hard as s he could to achieve and please her father. Either way, she knew her father would love her either way, no matter how she was. He just wanted the best for her. Elementary and middle school was not very good either, Although she was stellar student, she was bullied a lot. She was pushed around and got beat up by several students. She was labeled 'loser'. Of course, her parents raised her correctly, telling her to be good hearted and ignore all the comments and insults her classmates were giving her. So she did. High school was quickly approaching and she couldn't wait. This meant it a change. A clean new slate. A chance to get out of the hell hole.Over time, before high school started, Juliette changed herself. From her looks to her entire personality. She began working out. She wanted to be psychically and mentally stronger. She wanted to change. She didn't want to be the girl that was always bullied. She wanted to desired and liked by many people. She wanted to enjoy her high school experience. Sometimes, she would lay awake at night and she could hear her parents arguing and throwing items around. Easily, she would shrug off the situation, thinking that it would only happen once in a lifetime. Another night, she heard her parents arguing. She was so curious about what was happening. Slowly, she creeped out of bed and crawled down the hallway. She watched her parents thought the small crack in the doorway. She saw her mother lash out at her father, and then her father swung at her mother, leaving a dark ugly bruise. Juliette was devastated. Daddy dearest would never be the type to do something like this. He just wouldn't. She didn't believe what she eyes were seeing. She didn't want to believe it. She let the whole thing roll off her back. Then one night, at the age of eight. She remembered hearing her parents shout and scream at each other. So she sneaked downstairs to check on them, too see if everything was okay. Wrong choice. She saw her mother get stabbed to death by her own father. Since then, she could not look at her father the same way.Her father was soon arrested. Apparently he was running an illegal business with drugs and for murdering her mother. But then. She also found out that her father was paranoid and she might be paranoid too. She felt so betrayed. She looked up to him as an idol and wanted to grow up to be just like him. Now she didn't. She didn't want to grow up to be someone that was two faced and ended up behind bars. She felt hurt and her family was slowly falling apart. Juliette and Analecia inherited the family heirlooms and the company. Her uncle soon gained full custody of the two Van Chevalier sisters, thus gaining the family company.He took care of if until the two girls turned eighteen. Analecia watched Juliette, trying to keep her out of trouble and the dangers of the world. But Juliette was a rebel, sneaking out until the wee hours at night. Partying all day and would have a hangover at night. She would come home wasted and usually with some random guy, just to sleep with him. Then when she woke up, she wouldn't remember anything. She wanted to escape from all the drama in her family. Before her father was arrested, Juliette was completely convinced that he was the greatest man ever alive, therefore her standards for boyfriends was very high. Juliette always brought men home to meet daddy before she would date them. If daddy didn’t approve than they obviously just weren’t good enough for her and she would be wasting her time on them. Now after he was gone and locked behind bars, she didn't know what to do. She didn't know who to be with or which guy was right for her. She was used by several males, just for the sex. They didn't want her for herself but instead for her body. Juliette soon began to believe that everyone out there was evil. Everyone wanted to use her or sabotage her. Everyone wanted to break her and tear her down. She soon become cold and lost trust in everyone. She knew she couldn't trust anyone anymore. All they were going to do was use her and then back stab her. She had to be strong and not be pushed around anymore. Then there was the pushing point. Analecia had gone missing. She didn’t come home. She wasn’t answering her phone. Juliette remembered returning home from a part time job and received a phone call. Apparently the police had found someone’s body, completely drained of blood and burned. The body was soon identified as Analecia's Drained of blood. Vampires weren't real. Were they? They aren't supposed to be real. To her knowledge, they were just fictional characters. She wasn't upset, she wasn't crying. She was pissed. She was angered. Hell, she was furious and so damn confused. She needed answers. Immediately, she clawed through books and researched everything. Surprisingly, she found out that vampires were real and were walking amongst the humans, blending in with them. Since then, Juliette wanted revenge. She became crazed. The paranoia was starting to get worse too. The voices in her head were starting to annoy her. And better yet, she was starting to hallucinate. She wanted to eliminate all those leeches. She quit her part time job and went out seeking for some way to get revenge. She was a full time hunter. And she was pretty damned good at it. One day, she came home from hunting. Her boyfriend was sitting there on the sofa, waiting for her with her favorite movie in her hand. It was then the hallucinations started to kick in. She saw him as a vampire. She approached him, grabbed the knife from the kitchen and stabbed him in the same way her father did so to her mother. Juliettelwas horrified. She was turning into her father. She already had inherited the looks. But now she was a killer. Just like him. Not wanting the same fate as her father, she fled. I will not bow. I will not break. I will shut the world away She knows her way around words, knows how to say the right words to manipulative a person to get what she wants. She's just a bitch like that, by her looks you'd never think this girl was as sneaky was she was but, she is. She knows her way with her words. She knows what to say or do to get things her way, which makes her pretty damned sneaky. She sneaks around, twists word. It technically isn't lying. It’s just twisting words around into something that more interesting, she doesn't put words in with the old ones, she puts the old words into new places to fit what she wants it to sound like. This is why she could make a great gossip site writer well because, of the manipulative and persuasive side she has. She has a very short temper and is quite the hot head. She won't take shit from anyone because an girl like her has to protect her pride (which is very dear to her). She has a temper that goes straight through the roof. She is able to go from calm to livid within seconds. She tends to get violent when angered , and despite how lithe she appears. Her anger and words are something she just can't seem to control anymore . All it takes is a little spark and she'll be going off on someone and in their face , and with just a tiny push, she'll probably be the first to be swinging her fists. Not like she would mind anyways. She always liked a good catfight. After everything , she has become rather cold hearted and vicious . She will take no shit from anyone because she feels the need to protective herself and be guarded. She's just growing a steel coat thicker and thicker everyday . At this point she's nothing - but cold. In, every sense of the world . She's cold hearted and cold minded. Hell, she wouldn't be surprised if she cold to the touch. Juliette tends to be very closed off from happy and fluffy emotions, she doesn't like feeling for people or caring. She’s not supposed to care for people. That’s not how an hunter is supposed to be. She has stripped herself of any emotions that reminds herself of the girl she used to be. It’s a scary thing to start caring for someone.. Yeah she could blame it on everything that happened but, it’s her own choice in life. And she chooses to be a bit cold hearted and just all around removed from emotions or feelings or caring. Anything dealing with stuff like that, like love or just simply wanting to remove them from her life. She might feel a bit empty but, she knows nobody could break down her walls. Her faith in people has dropped to literally nothing. She's been spit on from time and time again. Juliette is an impassive person. She doesn't give a damn anymore. She doesn’t care about anyone else but herself and maybe a couple of people here and there, but that is a very rare case. Guarded. That was one definite word you could use to describe he, For the longest time she's had a barrier up around herself, not just her heart , but her as a whole. She couldn't help it. After being hurt and suffering so much, she didn't want it anymore. It was just a way to start protecting herself from everything and anythink. To her, trust wasn’t something that she would easily hand out like flyers or business cards. Trust was something she was literally quite terrified to give out because something such as trust can be broken so easily , and some people are able to rip your trust up right in front of your very eyes Very deep down she's just very hurt . She's had heartache after heartache in her time, not just with relationships, but her entire life; from her family fall apart and watching her life go downhill. Though she doesn't ever want to forgive these people, she just wants to forget . Just forget and move on. It's so much easier to bottle each one of those little bits of hurt away and to forget about them rather than having them spit in her face daily . She's gone to deep lows in the past. . Honestly, she's just hiding the hurt and pain from the world. She never lingered over the past or mourned over any of the loses in her life. So the pain is waiting on the brim , just waiting for a nudge or a bump to cause it all to spill over. I'll break your heart. Tear you to pieces and rip you apart I know I shouldn't be doing this. I abandoned everything for a life of danger. And I wouldn't want it any different. If any of this never happened to me. I don't know. Maybe I'll still be a spoiled bitch. Who knows. All I know is that everything that happened to me, it made me into who I am today. I know I should not be taking out my anger on the innocent. Let me tell you this. No one is innocent. No matter how sweet or caring they appear to be. Hell. I'm not innocent either. I don't need your condolences. I don't need to listen to you nagging about my lifestyle. It's my life. Amd I chose for it to be this way. Whether you like it or not. One night of the hunter. One day I'll get revenge |
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THE PERSON BEHIND THIS WONDERFUL CHARACTER IS GENERALLY CALLED DORKI AND SITS AT 10 THOUSAND. SHE LIVES IN THE CENTRAL TIMEZONE. ALSO, THIS CHARACTER LOOKS PRETTY SIMILAR TO CANDICE SWANEPOEL, DON'T YOU THINK?
[/div]THE PERSON BEHIND THIS WONDERFUL CHARACTER IS GENERALLY CALLED DORKI AND SITS AT 10 THOUSAND. SHE LIVES IN THE CENTRAL TIMEZONE. ALSO, THIS CHARACTER LOOKS PRETTY SIMILAR TO CANDICE SWANEPOEL, DON'T YOU THINK?
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