Her Hunger Is Eternal
malumxsubest
indie & fandomless primordial void deity / vampire-like oc: amelia hart.
loki; 30+
GUIDELINES
001 Greetings! My name is Loki! I’m 31. I am incredibly shy, that I always get anxious when it comes to approaching people here (especially in general, ah ha). So I do take some time to gather the courage to message first. Most often, I will send an ask to thank you for the follow and offer an IM if you have any questions about my muse. That’s the first step I try to engage with new followers. I am honestly very chill about most things. so, do not be afraid to approach me either!Additionally, absolutely no hate of any kind towards anyone is tolerated here. that means: no drama; no callouts; no bigotry, etc. I am here to have long-term rp partners and perhaps lasting friendships. Literally chill vibes here only. We're adults. Act like and be one.Also, I very much enjoy playing video games and reading (whether it’s manga, fanfics, documents, history, etc). Once I get to know you better and if you have given me permission, I will totally gush over our muses and future threads we will have. I really enjoy rping and it is my favourite pastime. If I ever do get too overwhelming for you, always feel comfortable letting me know.Ah yes, another thing MUSE =/= MUN is very important to know. We may have similarities in regards to clothing ,music and human food. Muse is evil and somewhat unhinged, power hungry and ravenous. And I’m not, haha. Basically I am not my muse.002 Alright, first I would like to state that Amelia is LITERALLY Void. A cosmic entity with vampiric tendencies and attributes. Originally she was written as a traditional original vampire in terms of being bit of an ancient one. But over time, she became an ancient cosmic being that has existed since the beginning that devours any sources of life. She’s ageless. She’s FOREVER. Since she’s an entity, she doesn’t have a sex or a gender. However, she will use she/her pronouns that she believes suit herself. I will bounce between she/her and it/its during threads depending what is happening. For example, if I am writing about her when talking about her past before having a body, I will use it/its pronouns. I hope that makes sense.Another thing is that she CANNOT die. Her vessel can though. But her true essence cannot be killed or destroyed. However, if someone is eager and loves a challenge, they can imprison her. Please do not let this dissuade you from interacting with her. I would like to point out that she is also very fuckin’ evil. I feel like she’s between Neutral Evil & Chaotic Evil, to be exact. She cares not for life. She does not care for anyone besides herself to the core. HOWEVER, when in vessel form and being on Earth for centuries she was taught and learned human emotions and whatnot. So will she understand and know about feelings and emotions. She is fully capable of loving someone beyond herself. But she is quick to annihilate if anyone wrongs her. She IS a monster, a villain. She’s complex. She is literally just vibing and minding her business. Just do not cross her.Furthermore, Amelia is able to speak various languages. But I don’t! I know it’s frowned upon and not that reliable, but I use Google Translate. If I translate something really fuckin’ badly, let me know via IM and I will just put her statements in bold to signify her speaking in a different language.Lastly, I base Amelia off elements of vampire lore, stuff I read online, video games, etc plus of others I originally thought of.003 Normally I will ship with another muse if they establish chemistry. I’m all chemistry and character development. Please do not force a ship with my muse. It will be awkward and that ain’t fun. If you want our muses to be shipped in some way, please let me know. I also don't mind writing smut plots. It really does tie to her having an emotional connection prior to sex. But that doesn't mean I'm any less interested in smut.This blog WILL NOT smut with minors ( under 18 ). If you don’t state your age in your blog somewhere, I will ask for it, and please do not lie. I will just insta-block. Besides, I will be more comfortable if I am able to interact with others 21+ ( twenty-oneplus ).As stated in rule # 2, I will tag NSFW like nudity and lewd stuff accordingly : tw nsft or cw nudity, etc.
004 Onward to the topic of my blog! If you have not noticed already by now, this blog is an indie, fandomless vampire-esque OC RP blog. Also, I am quite selective to who I interact/rp with. MUTUALS ONLY! Please do not take it to heart! I just get very overwhelmed and I get stupid nervous about almost everything. I would love to follow everyone. However, for my sanity, I won’t be able to.Nonetheless, I am always excited for interactions between our muses and you! Although, if I do decide to follow, that’s totally an invitation to hit me up with anything you have in mind. Note, I will not follow back if I do NOT see rules and an about me section of your blog. Furthermore, if I’m not feeling the vibe between our characters, I have the right to unfollow for my own comfort and sanity. I will do my best to inform you. Just don’t pester me with questions or push me for interactions. Then I will hard-block. If you like, please feel free to track the tag MALUMXSUBEST to see what I post or turn on the notification on my blog via mobile.NOTE: I USE BETA EDITOR WITH XREWRITTEN!Furthermore, I am totally crossover, multi-verse, and OC friendly! This blog will have dark themes written such as torture, blood, body horror, manipulation, murder, gore, dismemberment and other heavy topics. HOWEVER, I will N O T ever write incest, pdfphilia, rxpe/dub/noncon or anything of the sort. My muse may be cruel and evil, but she will never stoop to that level. So do not ever attempt to pressure me or it will be a swift block. Anything regarding the dark themes listed above, I will tag them accordingly such as tw; content / tw content / content tw / content cw / cw content.IF YOU DON'T LIKE WHAT YOU SEE ON HERE or DON'T like the blog in general, hard-block me.Finally, I will IGNORE AND BLOCK personal blogs without question, ifs and or buts. And if you’re a personal blog, please do not like or reblog anything that I post. It fucks up my notifications and everything.Also do not use my blog as a meme source. Meaning, do not reblog the meme directly from me. Rather from the source unless it does not have one anymore. It just fucks up notifications and whatnot.005 Onward to threads! So I am not really a grammar nazi. As long as I can understand what’s happening, I’m practically game. Now that is out of the way, I do want to state that I prefer writing in past tense and using third person. Though, I'm steadily getting into using present tense.Secondly, I will take my time to reply to threads. The frequency in which I churn out replies truly depends on my mood and how I am feeling that day. Sometimes it will take me a week or up until a few weeks then at most a month. It really depends. I do not mind a nudge in the IMs. But I get anxious if I get constant IMs about where threads are at. I will also try my best to inform my rp partners that I will drop threads when I’m not feeling the muse for particular ones. I’m always up for new ones. If I am not replying to a thread that same day when I receive a response, I will save it to my drafts and reply whenever I can. And to further drive to the point that my replies are super SPORADIC. I’m a spaz and I really get overwhelmed. I apologize ahead of time.Also, no god-modding or anything. If you’re concerned about how you should reply to the thread, always feel free to IM. Hell, I do that because I don’t want to make anyone uncomfy, ya know?Finally, I heckin’ LOVE memes and asks. They’re so fun and I consider them a great way to break the ice! Though, if we’re new mutuals, do not send memes/asks of any shipping unless we’ve discussed it privately. I find it a little awkward is all.ADDED: When it comes to replying to posts, it will entirely depend on how i'm feeling or i'm entirely swamped. maybe it will take me hours to a few days to weeks and possibly months until i get to it. if you're okay with that, welcome :3 If not, please feel free to unfollow. no hard feelings.006 I would use GIF icon; static icons; or 268px x 150px gifs. But most of the time, i use gifs for my threads. Some of the gifs i use are by the lovely CONJURINGGIFS :3Also, the icons, images and GIFS are not mine. They belong to their rightful owners.In regards to PSDs, I use VENUSCOMMISSIONS .
A PRIMORDIAL ENTITY IN THE FLESH
Before Creation, before the Gods, there was the infinite ocean of nothingness - the Void - perfect and serene. They are eternal and ageless. Amid the voracious maw of the unknown, there were stars that speckled and flickered bringing faint warmth. But soon they had been devoured, for the Void was all encompassing and stifling.It was then blissfully alone again. Free to wander through the remains of fallen worlds and stars as if it was seeking something within the vastness of an empty space. Then It had met the Gods. They truly were something to behold and trifle with. And they only aroused the Void’s interest, for it enjoyed challenges even if they were so far and few between. The Gods were able to create from the emptiness. At first, it was astounding. Perhaps they could be allies in order to create something unfathomable. It wondered if It, Itself, could harbor the possibility of creation. Unfortunately, that meddlesome thought faded the moment when the Void realized it loathed their ideas of creation. So it destroyed their beloved creations. Time after time after time again, absolutely destroying and devouring the worlds, for the Gods had wrought the Void’s ravaging nature. Then they dared to create something that challenged the Void.The Gods determined that creating life, bringing light to the vast nothingness, would be perfect. A cosmic boom startled the Void; it was sudden and alarming. Then clusters of the Universe appeared here & planets and stars there, plaguing the sprawling expanse with their unwanted light.Minuscule compared to It, Creation was still too much for the Void to endure. It felt as though the Light was consuming the Void! IT BURNED! Simultaneously, however, its wrath and admiration grew. It loathed what the Gods had done. Yet It was pleased that It had a new territory to explore.As the Light begun to dull, with life twirling in the distance, something peculiar was occurring. Among the hate and admiration, it felt its hunger grow beyond measure, voraciously so. At first, It knew not what it meant. It knew not what to do with this foreign feeling of an eternal appetite.… What was this?It then realized it feasted upon life.Soon after the Void’s awareness of its ever blooming hunger, the Earth was made. Then man and creatures. Then those created offspring of their own. Their children created children. So on and so forth. It wanted nothing more but to feast upon their flesh and nightmares. It wanted them to suffer, yet witness what these… these humans and other supernatural (otherworldly) creatures could endure and offer to her.However, the humans caught Its attention once more when It witnessed them consuming their own kin. Its interest peaked at an all time high. Cannibalism had been around for centuries perhaps even before Creation since Void devoured other worlds and stars. It was either exercised for marking territories, worshiping Gods or Goddesses, sorcery, or simply for survival. For It’s case, it was the latter. And that act alone birthed her into blood and carnage.Roughly in 54,000 BCE, an unfortunate hunter and gatherer tribe were in the jaws of death during a Red Eclipse. They were desperate to obtain a sustainable meal so they could survive their travels in a land that would be later known as Greece. The tribe resorted to butchering a weak member akin to their many hunted game, and feasted upon their flesh eagerly. Unbeknownst to them, however, the blood that splattered onto the earth were the final steps to triggering the thousands of poor souls’ blood that had seeped into the ground of the ancient land. They came together and formed into one with the aid of the Void’s will.The poor woman, she didn’t know what was happening to her. It was sudden. The youngest girl of the tribe went rigid and viciously pried herself from her meal with an audible, pained groan. The rest of the tribe backed away from her as she wheezed heavily while clawing at her head and chest, strands of hair pooling at her feet as she stumbled around all the while she fought for air and to relieve the burning pain within her chest. Her family did not know what to do. They merely watched, with their weapons raised, while the girl abused herself. Suddenly, she threw her head and arms back as she released one final wail before being ripped apart like a blossoming flower; blood splattering around her and on her family. There stood another woman, within the body of the girl, pale flesh with off-white colored hair drenched in blood. Her eyes were closed and her arms to her sides. She was, at first, motionless, before snapping her eyes open which revealed pale and milky lilac-red hues. It had finally obtained a body after eons of being the Void. A new creature, a primordial vampire-like entity, finally in the flesh.The tribe failed to suppress their gasps for they were enthralled by what had happened before forcing themselves on their knees while they muttered such nonsense (in the creature’s perspective) in their native tongue. At first, the bloodied woman knew not what to do. She merely observed them with an unwavering gaze and ungodly patience. Soon she made a step forward, but she noticed she was still within the husk of the poor human woman and released an indiscernible grunt. The vampire made a move once more and the corpse just simply disintegrated into ash around her feet. The pale, ethereal creature halted before the kneel tribesmen and peered down at them through her nose as her face masked with piercing stare along with a hint of curiosity. She was curious about the way they speak. And so, she sat on her haunches and leaned forward; head tilted innocently. The pale creature reached forth and gathered the older human woman’s hair and sniffed only to sneer at the vulgar scent. Then her muted lilac-red eyes glided toward their weapons and hmm’ed interestingly. Void – She never knew that humans were capable of craftsmanship… The humans were truly something. It seemed her curiosity was not misplaced after all.When the older woman steadily stopped her mumblings, she too observed the creature with equal interest as the other continued to stare at the weapons and equipment. Soon she motioned to her partner and son, and spoke to them that they must teach the pale woman their ways and culture in hopes it would be in their favour since they thought they birthed her through their barbaric meal that had happened moments ago – their very own Goddess. And thus, they began to teach her their language and culture along with hunting and craftsmanship so she can be the ultimate hunter for their tribe.Oh how dire their situation will be when she did learn everything within days… while smothering her undeniable hunger for freshly spilt blood…As the humans taught her everything they had ever known in their short life span, the pale vampire was able to do everything for her advantage. At the beginning, she was only able to mimic their every move; every word; every emotion. She realized she enjoyed crafting weapons such as spears and knives and was thoroughly enthralled in the ways of hunting wild game and fish. Her… “caretakers”, to put it simply, were thrilled by her success and praised her with gifts that she had no need for.The fair skinned woman had every chance to destroy her humans but she was curious about the older woman in the group. Her belly was round! And a few months later, the creature witnessed the birth of a tiny human – a baby. Her eyes widened in realization then her lips quirked slightly at her own thoughts: reproduction and slaughter. She would find other humans and put her skills that she obtained into perfect use, luring new humans into the pack she was creating. To put it simply, more humans meant more cattle for her to feed off from when the time was right.Her “caretakers” noticed that she was indeed quite spectacular and powerful; not like them at all yet like them all the same in regards to appearances. Despite her petite size, the woman was absolutely formidable. With heightened senses, she was able to capture the game in less time. And if the prey was wounded and escaped, she would find it regardless. They knew she had an insatiable lust for blood, solely animal blood ( oh how wrong they were ). They wanted to please her and yet she pleased them by growing their tribe, secretly for her benefit of course.Few years after her birth, the ever growing tribe decided to gather more food and music to praise her and celebrate for what she had done for them. Ameplias, of course, was curious and entertained their idea just so she can continue to better herself and learn more of their ways. Unfortunately, a poor soul actually harmed themselves during the process of butchering a deer. The moment the scent of fresh human blood wafted into the air, the fair skinned vampire’s pupils constricted into mere dots with a shudder wracking against the nerves as the endings burned as if they were aflame. The scent triggered an ability that was sealed within her; teleportation – that of which she used to appear before the young man. Well, let’s just say she completely massacred the village all because of fresh human blood.Her once white mane had become the very colour of the blood she had ingested moments ago, but much more deep and far more rich; like the finest cut of a ruby. Even her milky red eyes faded into a wild emerald orbs, matching the luscious green forest that surrounded the decimated village. The woman tilted her head back and sighed, her hair cascading down her back as she took her time to gather her thoughts. Soon she straightened herself and prowled off into the distance, leaving husks of the humans she fed dry from.Void shall reign.
DOSSIER
..... BASICS. full name . AMELIA K HART
. also known as . AMEPLIAS, KHAOS, THE YAWNING VOID, DEVOURER, NOTHINGNESS, ABYSS, BEGINNING AND THE END, SISTER-SELF. date of birth . 54,000 BCE || EXACT DATE UNKNOWN
. age . 58,023 || EXACT AGE UNKNOWN || PHYSICAL AGE: 30 || AGELESS
. gender . FEMALE
. pronouns . SHE/HER
. orientation . DEMIROMANTIC / DEMISEXUAL. occupation . NIGHT CLUB OWNER
. species . PRIMORDIAL COSMIC ENTITY - VOID
. threat level . BEYOND MEASURE
. nature . INDIFFERENT TO HOSTILE. DO NOT PROVOKE OR AGITATE...... BACKGROUND. birthplace . EXACT LOCATION UNKNOWN
. current home . VERSE DEPENDENT
. nationality . GREEK
. ethnicity . GREEK/ENGLISH || doesn't really have one, but she chose those two
. language(s) . FLUENT IN THE FOLLOWING: LATIN, GREEK (Ancient & Modern ), OLD NORSE ( or SWEDISH, DANISH, NORWEGIAN, ICELANDIC, FAROESE ), AND OTHER LANGUAGES KNOWN & UNKNOWN TO MAN || OMNILINGUAL. parents . NONE
. siblings . AMADEUS. significant other . NONE
. children . ELIJAH & RUVIK HART ( twin brothers, deceased; alive - verse & au dependent ) MYRKOS VORMEK HART ( creation, alive - strictly AU )
. pets . TWO SPHINX CATS
..... APPEARANCE. faceclaim . JAIME MURRAY. hair . DEEP RED WINE COLOUR; VERY LONG/ KNEE LENGTH
. eyes . EMERALD
. height . 5'0" FT /152.4 CM
. build . 130 LBS / MESOMORPH
. dominant hand . AMBIDEXTROUS. scars . HAS TWO SCAR LINES ACROSS THE BRIDGE OF HER NOSE; ONE CONNECTING FROM ONE APPLE OF THE CHEEK TO THE OTHER WHEREAS THE SECOND (2ND ) ONE IS A BIT SHORTER ( 1/4" - 1/2" SHORTER IN LENGTH ); THE SCAR FAIRLY RAISED ON THE SKIN -- SEEMED SELF-INFLICTED. SHE DOES HAVE ANOTHER SCAR, RIGHT BETWEEN HER BREASTS WHERE SHE HAD TAKEN A STAKE STRAIGHT THROUGH AND IT PUNCTURED ALL THE WAY OUT OF HER BACK WHERE THERE'S ANOTHER SCAR. THESE ARE THE SCARS SHE CANNOT GET RID OF.
. tattoo . SOME TATTOOS, BUT SHE HAS HER SONS' ( ELIJAH & RUVIK ) NAMES ON THE INSIDE OF HER RIGHT WRIST. RUNES SYMBOLS & SPELLS SCATTERED AROUND HER BODY.
. piercings . CUTE LITTLE VAMPIRE FANGS PIERCINGS ON HER NIPPLES. AND SHE HAS SEVERAL PIERCINGS ON EACH EAR, RANGING FROM 20 TO 16 GAUGE.
. other remarkable features . FRECKLES & BEAUTY MARKS ACROSS HER CHEST AND COLLARBONE. FOR MORE IN DEPTH INFO, CLICK HERE...... PSYCHOLOGY. character traits . CHARISMATIC, RESILLIENT, ASSERTIVE, PATIENT, OBSERVANT; RUTHLESS, INTOLERANT, DOMINANT, MERCILESS, INSATIABLE, COLD, CUNNING, MORBID, STUBBORN. likes . DJARUM BLACKS, ALCOHOL, BLOOD, TORTURE, SWEETS
. dislikes . VAMPIRE HUNTERS, HUMANS, ANYONE IN BREATHING VACINITY OF HER
. fears & phobias . PHILOPHOBIA; FEAR OF BEING POWERLESS
. wishes & dreams . THE TWINS' RESURRECTION; KEEP HER BROTHER SEALED AWAY. mbti . ENTJA
. moral alignment . CHAOTIC NEUTRAL WITH EVIL TENDENCIES
. enneagram type . THE CHALLENGER
ABILITIES / ABNORMALITIES
..... Enhanced Senses.
..... Rapid Cellular Regeneration.
..... Superhuman Durability.
..... Cannot Die.
..... Blood Absorption.
..... Compulsion.
..... Mind Reading - [ Only when needed. This ability is like an on/off switch. This counts for reading/probing someone's memory. ]
..... Void & Darkness Manipulation.
..... Incorporeality - Meaning, no true physical form considering she is Void.
..... Reanimation.
..... Resurrection - resurrecting a corpse with her essence. however, they're nothing but a husk, an empty vessel with void essence oozing & curling around the body.
..... Mind Link.
..... Voice Mimicry.
..... Species Detection - *If she cannot pinpoint what species she meets, she will find out one way or another.
..... Pyrokinesis - The ability to manipulate fire and heat from small to large range.
..... Possession
..... Disintegrate any creature or object if so wishes.
..... Telekinesis.
..... Levitation.
..... Turn into mist/fog and invisibility.
................ Disclaimer: If Amelia uses an excessive amount of any of these powers, she will pass out to recover which will make her vulnerable to any of the weaknesses stated below.
WEAKNESSES
..... Light - Void is the total opposite of Light. So it would make sense for the Light to be her weakness. She wouldn't be able to use Void abilities right away if there's a source. But once gone, she's unstoppable. With enough exposure, she will steadily become immune to it.
..... Siphon Dagger - Created solely to capture her essence, her true self in a conduit at the hilt of the blade.
..... The Cursed Luminary Wick - It is a specially crafted candle that possesses a powerful enchantment designed to weaken and paralyze her. The candle is made from rare ingredients infused with ancient magic. When the wick is lit, it emits a brilliant light that has an immobilizing effect on her & her abilities, rendering her weak and vulnerable. The candle also releases a potent incense with mystical properties that further enhances its paralyzing effects. It is said that the Cursed Luminary Wick is the bane of her existence, offering a rare advantage to those who wield it against the creatures of VOID.
..... Exsanguination - Where a vampire is completely drained of their blood, fading into comatose then eventually perish. But for her case, she will only be in comatose.
..... Friends and Family
..... Her Corporeal Body/vessel - If she ever were to over exert herself, her body will start to crack and crumble due to her cosmic essence. Since she's literal Void, her essence will be far too much for her body to handle when under intense duress.
NPCS
[ELIJAH HART] — the sweeter and outspoken twin. and one of the sons of Amelia Hart. him and his twin are dead in the main verse. however, they would be alive and well in an au where they are bodyguards to their mother's nightclub the crimson mist. him and his brother share an ability where they can shift and phase through any object like wraiths. additionally, they absolutely speak to one another without their lips moving.
[RUVIK HART] — the reserved, volatile twin. and the second son of Amelia Hart. him and his twin are dead in the main verse. however, they would be alive and well in an au where they are bodyguards to their mother's nightclub the crimson mist. despite them sharing a fascinating ability, they have their differences, nuanced if one doesn't observe them aptly. besides that, they act like a mirror. sometimes saying "we" instead of i when it comes to how they feel and act.
Myrkos Vormek Hart — bodyguard, professional hitman. the third son of Amelia Hart. he cannot remember much of his past life. all he knows that he has undying loyalty to who he calls mother and creator. Amelia created him as a sacrificial lamb - an experiment - where even she doubted the plausibility of the ritual. But he doesn't know that because if he did? well, that would cause a strenuous relationship between them. when he's not working at the nightclub, he often takes jobs as a professional hitman. Myrk is strictly an AU and REQUEST only muse. Meaning, he is not in Amelia's main lore. Only in an Alternative Universe. So anyone who has/shares the same fc are free to interact with Amelia, her brother and her children.
[MEMOIRS OF VOID]
Main | Age: 58,023+ | FC: Jaime Murray | Appearance: shifts between from her emerald eyes and dark wine coloured hair to silver-white hair and magenta eyesIn this verse, you'll be able to interact with Amelia from the beginning of her "birth" up until current times where she lives in [ REDACTED ], looking for a specific dagger that is able to shatter and force her out of her vessel; then be absorbed into the siphon dagger. Additionally, she is searching for a way to resurrect her sons. As she looks for the dagger and the means for her sons' resurrection, Amelia also owns and manages an alternative nightclub called " The Crimson Mist ".. v; can't wake up; this is not a dreamAU -- Where not only does she owns a nightclub, she also performs at other clubs and venues as a stand-alone musician. Her alias is " VETUS MALUM ". The music she plays for her audience is usually under the umbrella term “ alternative rock “ considering she adores most, if not all, sub-genres of the category. Not entirely goth, not entirely metal. Even with her confidentiality and private life, Amelia performs as a heavily veiled nun donned with a mesh mask, rosaries hanging from her neck and waist with golden gauntlet-like covered hands.. v; vetus malum[LIFE AS A CREATOR]
Human | Age: 21+ | FC: Mary Elizabeth WinsteadFor this verse, Lia is 20+ years old and in college studying SFX makeup and prop making. While doing so, she also works at a daycare part-time. She's living the life she created through art and creativity. However, not everything goes according to plan.
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" You're lame, but I like you.". v; creativity of the soulAU -- This AU is simply like the one above, but where she's masquerading as a typical vampire for entertainment.. v; not so ordinary eh?[DETROIT : BECOME HUMAN]
DBH | Age: Depends on verse and au | FC: Jaime Murray or Mary Elizabeth Winstead
oWith the rise of deviant androids within Detroit, Amelia decides to take it upon herself to help those who no longer want to obey their masters and find them a place to call which of their own as well as freedom. With the perks of owning one of the largest nightclubs in Detroit known as Crimson Mist, she smuggles runaways into her club for them to use as a temporary hideout just so they can get their bearings in order for them to either find Jericho or someone to take them to the great white north.. v; for the devianceAU -- This AU is based from the one above where Amelia is a vampire. Furthermore, this verse is also based from DBH au comic where in Detroit, werewolves and humans co-exist. However, vampires are highly despised and unwanted. There are few places in the city that all can co-exist. But of course, most will state that "no vampires are allowed."" I was never human to begin with. I know how confusing and frustrating human emotions can be. ". v; monsters and androidsAU 2.0 -- This AU verse is set after post-game [can be post-pacifist, post-machine, etc] where Detroit had been evacuated of most, if not all, human life and that the androids began rebuilding. Now the government has no clue on what to do but make a peace treaty between humans and androids. There's tension between them, but for Lia, she doesn't mind the droids. She had a feeling that Androids would be sentient or feel one way or another and she fully supported them. Lia wanted to make the city look livelier. As an artist, what better way to sneak into Detroit to take photographs and create tiny murals here and there to inspire hope and peace." Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time. " ~ Thomas Merton. v; peace is the beauty of life[EXPERIMENTATION OF AN PRIMORDIAL ENTITY]
Main | Age: 58,023+ | FC: Jaime Murray | Appearance: shifts between from her emerald eyes and dark wine coloured hair to silver-white hair and magenta eyes | May switch between her sons and herMostly everyone who worked for the Company or had been targeted by them know exactly what they are capable of. They will do whatever it takes to extort, control and/ or murder for their gain. And unfortunately, Amelia and her children were not the exceptional ones to be captured by the Company. It seemed the CEO wanted something more than people and it seemed Amelia and her sons fitted perfectly into that category. For 30+ years, she has been apart from her sons and tested on; yearning for her to be docile and abide to their rules because they want to abuse her remarkable abilities she has underneath her belt, but she’s biding her time – waiting for the perfect moment to strike back and take her sons back with a trail of corpses behind her. She. Will. Wait.. v; devil in i[HEART FILLED WITH CREATION - LOATHING]
Main | Age: 58,023+ | FC: Jaime MurrayCall upon her ancient name and she will give you everything you had ever wanted in your pitiful life. She can provide for you. You can trust her. Just. Let. Her. In. You have nothing to fear, love. Succumb to her.For this verse, Amelia is seeking for a perfect vessel in order to live once more since her original body had been destroyed centuries ago by supernatural hunters. Her goal is to keep her vessel, slowly pushing the original consciousness aside just so she can have full control over the body and have it completely her own form then find ancient artifacts to keep herself powerful. After all, her hunger is eternal.. v; the devil wants you dead[THE SPLIT OF THE SHADOW | THE EMPTY / VOID ( SPN )]
Age: 58,023+ (tangible age, exact age unknown) | FC: Jaime Murray | Appearance: shifts between from her emerald eyes and dark wine coloured hair to silver-white hair and magenta eyesThe Shadow split itself two and that's how Amelia is created. She's insatiable one out of the two due to their split. For more detailed information, click here.. v; if you want survival; kneel on my arrival[NOT LIKE THE OTHERS ( RE8 : VILLAGE )]
Age: 58,023+ (tangible age, exact age unknown) | FC: Jaime Murray | Appearance: shifts between from her emerald eyes and dark wine coloured hair to silver-white hair and magenta eyesAmelia is cruel in her own right. All she knew is destruction and chaos, coldness without a sense of warmth. She has created civilizations and villages for her own gain and selfishness to quench her never ending thirst. it's hardly surprising taking into account she isn't a mortal to begin with nor a conventional monster of this Earth. Amelia is beyond a creature from folktale or mutated beast ― she's the primordial void in flesh.Migrating to Romania from continuous journeys after a few millennia, the void-creature decides to stay for some time in order to create one of the first castles on the outskirts of Transylvania roughly in the 12th century. She desires a new home under her belt after the deaths of her children centuries ago and to fill the pit inside her heart of not having them around any longer. Amelia has hoped a new country and environment would aid her, but t'was all for naught. The feeling of great loss renders her emotionally distraught and wrathful to the point where she forces herself into a deep meditative state within her precious sarcophagus until the early 20th century.
After she rouses from her deep slumber, Amelia takes note how much the world has changed! From new roads, automobiles and motorways to television and radio and finally the invention of the light bulb where the night can be lit up like stars twinkling up above. It has intrigued her greatly. Miraculously, her land and home is left undisturbed.The woman has found trails leading to a village that weren't there centuries ago during her nightly ventures and takes it upon herself to visit the next morning to investigate. Unsurprisingly, the locals are skeptical and wary of their new visitor. However, they quickly change their tune when they witness how Amelia would be keenly interested in some wares, produce and woodworking.The ancient being decides to visit the village as much as possible since its people distracts her from that constant ache within the depths of her hollowed heart. Who knows what will happen now. Amelia has all the time in the world to bear witness such changes. She is forever, after all.. v; outskirts of freedomAU -- Ever since she came into being, Amelia pursues after weapons of any sort that could potentially be a threat to her. Not because she's worried of facing death, for she cannot die to begin with, but rather she quite enjoy her vessel. Amelia would loathe if her precious body were to be ever destroyed and resume back to the stars. The impulse increased ten fold when she adopted her sons when they were mere humans. Then, it had worsened after their deaths, even if it was too late and futile.The creature currently resides in a different city of Romania, somewhat close to the eastern mountains where snow falls heavy during the winter. She captures a local during one of her nightly rounds of exploration. And with some light persuasion Amelia has learned there's some sort of rumor in their village that there is some sort of blade created to severely harmed monsters and demons. It truly piqued her interest. Even more so when her little rat had not arrived for a month. And so, the woman decides to pay the village a visit to observe.. v; yearning of the blade
[A HUNGRY ENTITY ( DEAD BY DAYLIGHT )]
Age: Ageless | FC: Jaime Murray | Name: Unknown | Alias: Amelia Hart | Occupation: Ruler of Its RealmThe Old One. The Void. The Entity. She is known by a myriad of names due to her being a sempiternal creature. She is the Nothingness, the one who sees beyond every star, every fallen world, every universe and realm. She has existed since the very beginning, and will continue to exist until the very end. One who destroys any form of life that predates all of Creation. Nothing can escape her grasp, especially not her insatiable hunger.And yet, for all her power, she remains a mystery; a riddle that even the wisest minds cannot unravel. Some say that she is the very essence of chaos, the anti-thesis to all that is ordered and structured. Others believe that she is the personification of death, the harbinger of the end times.In the end, she will always need to feed. And with the help from her beloved Killers, their sacrifices are plentiful. However, it is not enough to satiate her hunger whatsoever. It’s never enough…So, she takes the matters into her own hands. The Entity decides it was time for her to meddle within her own realm either masquerading as a survivor in order to overthrow the match or portray herself as a new Killer.. v; the one true god[I WANT TO SET THE WORLD ON FIRE ( FALLOUT SHOW )]
Age: 58,296+ || Appears: 30+ | FC: Jaime Murray | Appearance: shifts between from her emerald eyes and dark wine coloured hair to silver-white hair and magenta eyes( To preface, yes the dunwich borers llc is strictly tied to fallout 4. However, I am fascinated by the lovecraftian aspects in the games and I want to incorporate that into the verse.) Vault-Tec & Dunwich Borers LLC ultimately decided to collaborate to unravel and scour for people who are not quite human that masquerade amongst their fellow man, and to explore the realm of the occult and to experiment ( capture ) on those who fit in the unlikely duo's skewed category. Amelia and her children were the lucky ones to have a spot in a vault. Unbeknownst to them, it is an unmarked vault. Since it is not numbered like the other vaults, it is virtually undetectable and not in any public documents beyond the red tape and confidentiality. When the fateful day where the bombs has fallen and it came for the chosen civilians to rush into their vaults, Amelia was not able to set foot into the vault because apparently she was no longer on the list anymore. In short, her children were taken away from her grasp and into the depths of the vault just as the nuclear blast came barreling down right when the vault door mechanically groaned shut.Amelia screamed both in horror and rage as her body immediately began to crumble and burn by the nuclear fallout. But that does not mean she had died that day or stay dead because how can one die if one wasn't human to begin with? How long had it been since that day? When she began to slowly stitch herself back together piece by piece, gore, flesh & bone creeping along the cracked, irradiated earth until she was whole again... Was it hours? Was it days, months, years or centuries? She did not know herself. When her eyes settled on the vault door that was somewhat ajar, just enough for people to squeeze through, Lia knew something had happened while she was recovering. Because when she ventured into the unmarked vault, the environment within was in utter disarray. And no sign of her children anywhere.Her goal in the desolate, irradiated world was to find her fucking family.. v; crawl through the falloutAU 2.0 A prestigious nightclub owner & a single mother of twin boys, Amelia felt as if her life was complete. She has her family. A lovely business. A beautiful home for her children. And a Mr. Handy helping her with whatever she needed. It was bliss. This AU takes place in pre-war, pre-bombs. Anything can happen in this verse. It can be strictly pre-war or it can venture into the era after the bombs had fallen for more leeway.. v; glass of nuka-cherry[I WANT THE LIGHT BEHIND YOUR EYES ( TWD )]
Age: 58,023+ || Appears: 30+ | FC: Jaime Murray | Appearance: shifts between from her emerald eyes and dark wine coloured hair to silver-white hair and magenta eyesThere were worried whispers amongst survivors and colonies... Either a person or a group of people are going around and completely devastating other colonies to the point where there were no known survivors. Not even a trace on how they've gotten in or out. The only evidence of these people ( or person's ) existence and what they have done to the survivors would be blood and gore sprayed on surfaces of the victims' home along with the environment being in complete disarray. Leaving towns and communities as a husk of what they once were. A ghost town. It made other survivors antsy as they worry for their livelihood and safety. It made them be on high alert more than ever, patrols being much more frequent now." Oh thank you! You're far too kind. " She smiled, showcasing a disarming countenance with a smile as she stepped forward into the compound. " Yeah, it's no problem! We're happy to help those who are need. " She inclined her head politely, her grateful smile still splayed on her lips. " I'll be sure to be out of your hair by tomorrow at dawn, " she said just as the doors of the colony groaned to a close... Oh yes, she'll be sure to finish before she ventured out once again.. v; i will haunt your dreams[THERE WAS ONCE AN EXPLOSION... ( DEATH STRANDING )]
Age: Ageless || Appears: 30+ | FC: Jaime Murray | Name: Unknown | Alias(es): Amelia or Lia; Voidmother || Pronouns: It / Its || She / Her | Function: Pre-Existential Entity - VoidFor more info, please click here.. v; all shall return to nothing[LET IT TAKE CONTROL. DEATH IS THE DOOR ( PARASITE EVE)]
Age: Ageless | FC: Jaime Murray | Appearance: shifts between from her emerald eyes and dark wine coloured hair to silver-white hair and magenta eyes | Name: Unknown | Alias(es): Amelia " Eve " Hart ; Eve | Occupation: Homicidal Sentient Parasite | Nightclub OwnerFor more info, please click here.. v; if suspense doesn't kill you; something else will[ILLUSIONS OF A DYING MAN ( RE ZERO & BEYOND )]
Age: 58,023+ (tangible age, exact age unknown) | FC: Jaime Murray | Appearance: shifts between from her emerald eyes and dark wine coloured hair to silver-white hair and magenta eyesDespite founding Umbrella Pharmaceuticals and discovering the Progenitor Virus along with his cohorts, Oswell E. Spencer knew he must obtain other means of immortality for his benefit if he wish to be the ruler of a new era of superhumans that he envisioned. And so, he willingly conducted a quasi-scientific method in his madness through the means of a summoning of an unnamed god with help of quaint little ancient relic and a couple of lovely sacrifices to entice the creature...Of course he had taken some safety precautions prior to the summoning for both him and the miniscule few entrusted individuals, he created a containment specifically for it in which it cannot escape via runes carved within the cement surrounding the room and upon the glass surface. Within his reach, Spencer had acquired a wild, yet intelligent non-simian being trapped within a glass cage. However, despite all his demands and threats, it remained unresponsive to it all. Only sharp eyes transfixed on him and the scientists before it...Note: this needs to be plotted in order for this to work properly. but i wouldn't mind winging it either.. v; báthory algorithm; a virus to thе nervous system