Laundi Konta-Hybrid

[Laundi Konta]

+ Character Name: Laundi Konta (Lawn-dee Kawn-ta)

+Age: 24 in humans years [Unknown to her but she knows she's old. She's 4,776]

+Gender: Female

+Race: Hybrid [Werewolf x Vampire]

+Sexuality: Pansexual

+Abilities: Able to talk through ones mind and talk to them, without others knowing. She is able to take over the human brain and control their actions using her eyes and voice in unison, called compelling. She is also able to turn into a werewolf whenever she pleases but choses not too most of the time. Healing is quick. Knows sign language and Swedish. Agility, strength and speed are heightened because of both races being combined. Weakness: A pink flower grown in dark forests that burn her skin if she touches it or can be drank by humans so they can't be compelled.

+Character Description -  Tattoos, brown hair. Slim figure, nice legs, beautiful body. Amber/brown eyes,white teeth. She wears her hair down in loose curls or in a messy bun while a bandana keeps it in place around her forehead area, on rarer occasions she wears it down straight. She often wears shorts and vans, skinny jeans and combat boots or shirts and combat boots. Tank tops, leather jackets and crop tops are her normal shirt wear. She isn't one for jewelry and only has her ears pierced once. She stands at about 5'8. When she's in human form and feeding, aggravated, etc. her eyes turn a dim, yet bright yellow color from her wolf side and she has two sets of fangs right next to each other, one set smaller than the other. Veins pulse under her eyes during this time as well.

+Character Personality - She's a master manipulator, she'll reel anyone in and use them before killing them off or moving on.  Her sadistic and wicked personality has left with no mortal friends and no friends of the any breed or race of her kind. She loves to torture mortals before she kill them, often snapping their neck or sucking the crimson wine from their veins. She isn't one for having a conversation but will deal just fine, no regard for others feelings, wants or needs. She doesn't see herself as invincible because she's not and she's knows her limits. She has a thick British accent.

+Back Story -
The darkest days were yet to come as the small child ran through the streets alone, screaming and crying. She was six, her werewolf side had yet to be unleashed and she was weak, vulnerable and perfect pray for a hybrid looking for more minions. Her delicate face was covered in shadowy gloom and tears ran down her cheeks. She could hear him, the hybrid, he was near, racing around her with incredible speed, she stopped and watched him race around her, the blurr of his body shape causing her to become slightly disoriented and she closed her eyes for no more than a second, and there he was, standing in front of her. Tantiz. He looked down at the helpless Laundi and she looked up at him, her body trembled and Tantiz bent down and placed his hand on Laundi's cheek and smiled crookedly, he but his wrist and the blood seeped onto the ground and before the wound could heal, he shoved it in Laundi's mouth, the fought and kicked but her held her by the back of her neck and he knew she was a wereling and now he would have another hybrid minion. As Laundi calmed down and a small drip of blood seeped down her chin from her mouth she stared at him, so scared she wished she'd just die, her wish was grated. Tantiz snapped the poor child's next and she fell in a heap, he slung her over his shoulder and raced back to his house. She would now be a hybrid.

As Laundi awoke from previously having her neck snapped she wiped her eyes and looked around, Tantiz was sleeping on the couch. The door was a few yards away, but she wouldn't risk it. Laundi grabbed a book and threw it at Tantiz, harder than she expected because of her abilities, she hasn't knowledge of what she could do. Tantiz growled wildly and grabbed the child by her neck with his hand and lifted her up, he looked into her eyes and snarled he was stating his dominance over the poor child and Laundi just started crying. She was an orphan and got thrown into an Orphanage at age three and Tantiz found her and realized she was a purebred werewolf, he watched her for three years and finally one night broke in and took her out and turned her to a hybrid for his own guilty pleasure. As Laundi began crying Tantiz threw her into a concrete room in his basement with a steal door and locked her in there for 19 years, she turned for the first time into her werewolf side in there and her fangs developed and the lust for the crimson liquid formed. She was fed a small glass of blood each day, among other things. One day Tantiz sent one of his other hybrid captives to feed Laundi, when the hybrid peeked in through the small window in the steel door, Laundi pretended to be weak and sick, sitting in the corner, coughing. The man opened the door and Laundi raced out faster than light, snapping the neck of the one holding the glass of blood and she raced up the stairs and out the door and didn't stop running for about eight hours and finally reached a different area, far from Tantiz.

As the days went on and Laundi killed often, for the fun of it or for food she didn't stop killing. She couldn't stop. The lust was so strong, after years of just one cup of blood a day. Laundi took on the role of more vampire than werewolf, though she was originally born a werewolf.  Her eyes turn a dark red and her fangs slowly point out from her teeth when she is about to feed. She felt unstoppable when she drank all the blood she desired, several vampires attempted to over power her and she easily ripped there hearts out and walked on, wiping the blood on a passerby and crooked wickedly and walked on. She hasn't regard for human life or any life really. She knows her limits and what they can and can't do. She's evil not dumb.

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+Example Post:
As the soft, cool wind blew through Laundi's crisp brown hair she kicked a can down the alley. A bandana across her head supporting loose hair from her messy bun. She walked through the alley, deserting the can behind a dumpster that a few rats  had scrambled out of when she got closer, the wind now stopping and all was silent. Laundi needed money and so she headed to the local bar where she was often greeted with drunk men slapping her ass or trying to get her number. But she didn't mind, often she'd seduce a man or even a woman and after she had them under her spell she'd pick pocket them, grabbing their wallet and blowing one last kiss before retreating off out the door into the darkness. This was a daily chore, she had money stocked up back in her hotel room but none in her pockets and she wanted a beer. Walking out of the alley a car almost hit her and she growled quietly before waving it off and walking toward the bar. Music was playing loudly and people were talking, she entered and as always a man was right on her asking her to go to the bathroom with him or for her number, denying each time she kept them chasing.

Two own bar stools next to a man twirling his orange drink, the ice cubs making soft sounds against the glass cup, his head hung low and it seemed he'd one too many drinks, but many drinks means Lots of money to waste, at least in Laundi's experience. People made a path for her as she pushed trough, knocking one man across a pool table and onto a drunk two kissing in a booth. Laundi ran her finger along the mans shoulder's before sitting on a stool on the other side of him. She leaned over and placed her hands around his upper arm and smirked, tugging him up he looked at his friends who whistled and clapped for him as she pulled him toward the bathroom. The bathroom stunk of old underwear and used condoms, though often the two were too drunk to even be able to put on a condom let alone consider one. On the sink lay a few used condoms and a broken mirror above. The sink dripped, it annoyed Laundi so she ripped the the handle off trying to turn it off, it was left on.

Now she had the man against the wall, using her nose and mouth to lift his shirt from the bottom, he held his hands up and looked down at her. She placed her hands behind him and grabbed the wallet from his back pocket before she slid, kissing his lips and sliding his wallet in her back pocket, covering it with the shirt she was wearing. Laundi then stared at the man and smirked before walking out and pursued her, his belt unlatched and the ends flailing around. Smirking the girl walked out of the bar, the man followed but she was already in the alley, running. Her combats boots smacking the pavement before the forest  came into view, leaping up she growled and landed as her wolf form. Racing now quicker than any mortal could see, she was in the forest and soon to the other side of it and changed back quickly, walking up to her hotel room, bandana crooked on her head.

[Samantha Deadwood]

Approved! Welcome to SOTU Laundi!