OnexOne with: Ama

Alright, here we go.
I'll post my intros once I see your bio. I'm going to have two characters, a female vampire named Shaye and a werewolf who lives in the Mansion, Shawn. He's going to be more of a 'twilightesque' werewolf, with the ability to shift whenever, though with forced shifts on the full moon.

Name: Momo Kirynn
Age: 200 Looks 21-25
Birthday: January 1st 1812
Race: Cannibalistic Vampire
History: As a human she suffered from extreme depression. Cutting and burning herself with anything she could get her hands on. This destructive behavior landed her in a mental institution. However due to the lack of knowledge about mentally disordered she was never treated correctly, and only tormented to the point where she became not only masochistic but sadistic as well. Shortly after reform in mental institutions began she was moved into a different place without the knowledge of her parents. However this place was owned by a vampire seeking to start a farm. This vampire did not know of her destructive behavior. Shortly after she arrived and shortly after the vampire had gone on a hunting spree. She had found herself something sharp and went after her wrists. The vampire catching whiff of this attacked her in blood lust, but from over feeding they were unable to finish, throwing her blood back up while attempting to feed on her. The vampire was unable to catch her when she ran off, due to the fact that they’d made themselves sick. Momo eventually collapsed in the woods were she was left to change. Confused about everything that had happened she was left to figure it out by herself. She found out quickly that she would have to use fire or her own teeth to harm herself. Which she continues to do, often drinking her own blood for the fun of it.
Personality: Momo is harsh and cold. She rarely uses her charm to lure her prey to their doom. She prefers to have to chase them around and say, play with them. She will find someone’s fear and toy with them by using this fear against them. Momo does not like being around large groups of people nor should she be in them.. She has been know to yammer on about nothing important for hours and won’t know unless someone tells her to shut up. This is mostly due to the isolation she received. Sure she likes to talk but she’d much rather be hunting you. However, Momo can sometimes, though rarely, be caring and helpful and it is at these times when her eyes are a deep purple, a mix of her humanity with her vampirism.
Looks: Her skin is covered with scars and bite marks. She looks sickly due to the fact that she would much rather drink recycled blood than fresh blood. She had white blonde hair that falls to her shoulders. It is stained red after she’s gone hunting, or she done attacking herself. She could carless about cleaning it so it often stays that way until the bugs start to bother her. She had a haunting smile that’s hard to forget, always showing her fangs, which are retractable. Her red eyes seem to shimmer. Momo’s fashion lies in Lolita wearing black and red dresses, and sometimes white.
Other: Although Momo is a cannibalistic Vampire she does not attack vampires that she knows, unless she is angered or severely hungry. She will however take a Vampires blood if it offered to her. Also because of her taste in food she is not as strong as the average vampire, be she could still easily over take a human if she chose too. These things do not bother her as she often uses wit and scare tactics on her food.

She does not remember most of what happened to her only the cannibalistic impulses that have come with her past and ingrained into her brain.

((sound good or do you want me to change anything?))

OOC: Sounds good to me. I'll post my intros for Shaye and Shawn (XD) I may bring in a male vampire (head of the house), though he'll only be an occasional character

The lovely four story house was situated beside a small park in the bustling core of New York. The house, clearly belonging to someone with money, was surrounded by a tall fence which kept outside any...undesirables.
The yard was well kept, small gardens lined a path which lead to the front door. Beyond that, the house looked cold, like many of those in New York. Lights flickered in the window, curtains twitching occasionally as the occupants moved about, beginning their regular routine.

"I'm bored" a petite, dark haired girl whined, looking petulantly at the large, flatscreen TV where a re-run of America's Next Top Model was playing. The brunette was small, standing at 5'7". She had long, wavy dark hair, which was currently pulled back in a messy bun, leaving her face free of hair. She had aristocratic features, resembling a high-class model. She had startling green eyes and red lips, she was all sharp angles and flat planes, she didn't have an ounce of fat on her ballet-dancer's body and she thrived in the knowledge that she was absolutely gorgeous.

"Shut up" grumbled the other occupant in the room. If the girl was petite and gorgeous, this man was feral looking. He was tall, well over six feet with rough features. He, like the girl, was good looking, almost inhumanely so, but he looked wild, dangerous even. He had tan skin, the type of tan that developed with hours spent in the sun, probably lazing by the pool if the wealthniess of the house was any indication of the activites of the individuals. He had dark hair, like the girls, but it was cut in a surfer style, hanging into his eyes. He had grey eyes, the colour seemed to flow between a steel, silver grey and blue, almost depending on his mood. His body was well toned and had the occasional scar.

"Shawn" The girl said, attempting to look hurt but her green eyes danced in amusement.
"Shaye" The tall man whined back. "If you're bored, do something" He said with a casual shrug.
"Like what?" The girl demanded, flicking her hair over her shoulder to glare at him.
"I dunno, go out? Go clubbing? Go for a walk? Shop? Whatever you do" He suggested with a smirk.
"With who?" Shaye whined, ignoring the other's groan and then chuckle.
"One of your many, many friends. You really should stop befriending so many mortals" He added sternly, though he was grinning.
"Says the man with like a billion moral friends"

"What are you two whining about now?" An amused voice asked from the doorway. The voice caused both Shaye and Shawn to whip around, Shaye's eyes crinkling happily as she lept up and dashed across the room, tossing her arms around the individual.
"Demitri" She purred, nuzzling the man as he returned the hug.
"You're back?" Shawn asked in curiously as he rose to shake the other man's hand.
"For now, my trip was cut short this time" He said with a grin. "Have you two been behaving?" He asked, glancing down at Shaye, his green eyes (the exact same shade as her's) twinkling curiously.
"Of course brother" Shaye said with a sassy smirk. "When do I ever misbehaved" She added, pouting as both men started laughing at the statement.
"Everything was fine. Work, play the usual" Shawn said with a sigh.
"And the full moon went okay? You were alright?"
"Yea, things were fine" Shawn was quick to reassure the other man, though his smile was a bit forced.
"Well alright then" Demitri said, looking at Shawn quizzically for a moment before deciding to drop the subject, for the time being.

The door of this lovely four story building was flung open, the door crashing against the wall, leaving a hole in the wall where the door handle hit. A young male stood in the doorway, crimson eyes frantic, dark brown hair askew. You could tell, without looking further that the male was in distress. He was a young vampire and couldn’t think of anything else to do beside come to Demitri. This young vampire held in his arms another vampire, her clothes, which were centuries old, were stained with blood, old blood. Blood was caked her face, arms and legs. Her long blonde hair matted and stained with blood. Her deep red eyes barely open, staring into space, it was unclear from this look if she was out cold or is she was dazed and unable to speak or move. She was covered from head to toe in scars, most of them looking like bite marks, the highest volume of scaring on her hands, and forearms.
“Demitri!” The male yelled dashing though the house with the female. He stopped when he found Demitri, along with Shayne and Shawn and they would both recognize him as Ire. “I… I don’t know what to do… I just found her..” He looked desperate, holding on to the other vampire, hoping that Demitri would know what do to do to help this vampire and how to help her.

The loud crashing noise startled all three occupants of the house. Shawn, jumping at the sounds, shifted and the sound of ripping clothes and a loud thud hailed the shift of him from human to wolf. In Shawn's place stood a massive, shaking black wolf. Whining, he ducked his nose in embaressement and slunk behind Shaye as both she and Demitri turned to see Ire standing in the hallway, clutching a bloody mess of a...something.

"Slow down" Demitri said, gesturing for Ire to put the female vampire down on the couch. He didn't care about the blood stains, it was easily replaceable. Shaye wrinkled her nose as she looked at Momo, her clothing was, well, ancient and the other girl was covered in scars and blood.
Shawn whined again and nuzzled Shaye's hand as she stroked his soft ears.
"Where did you find her?" Demitri asked, bending over the girl, her eyes were open, she was awake, if not lucid.

Shaye glanced between the two male vampires, Shawn pressed against her leg, his nose pressed into her sweats, the scent of blood bothering him.
"You okay?" She asked the shaky wolf. Shawn was stil getting control of his powers and loud noises and being startled or strong emotions usually forced changes on him, along with the full moon.

Ire seemed to be slightly startled that Shawn was in his wolf form but he answered Demitri quickly.
“I was out in the woods.. I didn’t look like she’d been moved in years. I… I didn’t know what to do.. I thought you might.”
It was when Ire finished his sentence that Momo’s eye bolted open. The minute she smelt vampire in the room she reacted, a low feral growl echoing in her throat, she moved slowly, as if her body was coming out of being a sleep centuries. She hissed her fangs sliding forward, her body woke from its slumber quickly moving to the center of the room her eyes wild. Her body tense. She watched the four of them on the defense. Hunger burned in her eyes giving her an even more feral look.
Her energy gave quickly as she collapsed to the floor, still growling. Her hand when to her mouth and she bit down, trying desperately to feed her own hunger with her own blood, what little that she had of it. She scampered to her feet her eyes locked on Shayne, a growl rumbling in her throat. She was food. She wanted food. Though she moved slowly and she would be easy to counter, her hunger drove her into thinking that she could win, and she was going to try.

Demitri looked from Ire to Momo with a frown. What a bloody odd discovery. He wrinkled his nose and looked at the girl, moving to examine her closely. When she bolted awake and into the center of a room, he let out a manly yelp and moved away from the snarling girl.
"She's starving" He commented dryly, watching her stalk Shaye. Shaye frowned, wincing as the girl actually bit her own hand to try and feed herself. Eyes going wide, Shaye dodged out of Momo's way, tripping over the still cowering Shawn in the process, sending both her and the wolf to the floor.

Shawn made an odd 'oof' noise as Shaye landed on him, immediately trying to scramble away from the girl as he tried to get as far away from the starving vampire as possible, he didn't want to end up on the menu.

Demitri frowned and disappeared into the kitchen, leaving the others to distract Momo. Returning moments later, a water bottle was clutched in his hands, the red liquid sloshing inside.
"Here" He soothed, tossing the bottle at the girl. They usually kept some emergency blood in the house, just in case. Sighing, he glanced at Ire and Shaye, nibbling his lips nervously as he watched the girl. Shawn was now cowering behind the couch, bloody poor excuse for a werewolf that he was.
"Are you alright?" Demitri finally asked the girl, once she had finished the blood. He wondered if she even spoke English or understood him, but he could try.

Momo remained focused on Shawn and Shayne, trying multiple times to bite her, though she missed each time in her hunger induced slowness. She seemed districted the moment that Demitri returned she watched him as he tossed the blood at her. She caught it, clumsily at best. She could smell it through the bottle, she purred quietly, thought her face reflected that she thought that it smelled gross. Her expression deepened as she opened the bottle, but she was too hungry to care that it was human blood. She drank the blood quickly, and it drove her hunger down, though it didn’t quite stave it, but it was enough that she could now control her impulses.
Momo watched them her head tipped to the side. She seemed to be thinking, and as she thought she chewed on her finger. Her eyebrows furrowed deeply as Demitri spoke. She rambled off in a few other languages, most of them sounding Asian before she finally settled on the one that Demitri was actually speaking. English.
“I don’t… Know..” She said from her place of the floor. She looked at Shayne and moved away from her as if she smelled gross to her, when in fact the two smells of the vampires was only being counteracted my Shawn, which made them both seem unappetizing. “Where…is this?” She could hear noises around her and they all sounded unfamiliar.

The entire room froze as Momo drank the blood. It was a relief to see her eat something, all of them were a bit concerned about the new vampire.
When she began to speak in multiple langauges, Demitri sighed. He only stood snatches of words here and there until the girl finally began speaking English in a raspy, disused voice.
"Here? New York" Shaye responded with a confused expression. Demitri sighed, Shaye was rather young in the realm of vampires and didn't understand that some vampires had no clue what or where that was.
"We're in the Americas" Demitri responded, shaking his head in annoyance. Shaye was his sister, well they were biologically related. However, Demitri was much older then Shaye, technically she was his great (many times over) neice. His brother had gone on to have a family and Demitri had kept a bit of a distant eye on them. When he had stumbled across Shaye, he had felt the urge to inexplicably change her. So he had, and explained everything to her about their life, their family. At first she'd been horrified, now however, she accepted him as her brother since calling him Uncle would just be awkward.

Shawn glanced at Momo from behind the couch, whining softly, though his tail thumped the ground as he slowly, cautiously made his way out from behind the large piece of furniture.
"Coward" Shaye grumbled, nudging the wolf with her foot. Shawn whined again and moved to stand with Demitri, at least he didn't kick.

"Why were you in the forest?" Demitri asked the girl, having ascertained that she did speak and understand English. To bad she didn't speak russian, which was his native country and langauge. He was trying to teach Shaye and Shawn, but they were useless.

“New York…?” Momo said questionably and testing the word. She stood quietly trying to remember if she actually knew where that was. She looked at Demitri when he spoke.
“The Americas? …Those were far away..” Momo said before she saw Shawn come out from from behind the couch.
“So your what smelled so odd..” Momo grinned as she got on to all fours and crawled toward Shawn. “What are you?” She cooed as she crawled closer holding her hand out. “Is he your….Pet?” Momo asked looking from Shayne to Demitri. Her eyes were now purple and full of curiosity.
She sat back on her heals when Demitri asked a question. “The forest?” She asked, “I.. don’t know. I..” She paused and furrowed her eyebrows, trying to think. “I..remember being chased… There was..”She paused as if trying to find the right word. “Yuki…Snow. I don’t remember..”

Shawn whined and ducked his head as Momo approached him. However, he reached his nose out and sniffed her hand, wagging his tail half-heartedly. He snorted indignantly when she asked if he was a pet, clearly she'd never seen or been around a werewolf before. He snuffled and glanced at Shaye and Demitri, expecting them to set the girl straight.

"No, no, he's not a pet" Demitri said with a grin. "Shawn is a young werewolf" He explained, "When something startles him or he experiences powerful emotions, he looses control of his shifting and reverts to wolf form" He explained. "Once he's in wolf form, it takes him a little while to shift back to human. We sometimes have to pretend he's a pet, especially if there are humans around or something" He added, ignoring Shawn's huff of annoyance.

Shaye grinned and scratched Shawn behind the ears before she glanced at Momo.
"Yuki? Snow?" She asked, tilting her head to oneside.
"Oh" The dark-haired girl gasped suddenly, "'I'm Shaye" She said with a grin, "Shawn is the werewolf, and this is Demitri" She said, gesturing to her brother.

“Oh! Werewolves. I suppose I should have noticed. Sorry.” She paused for a moment trying to remember his name. “Shawn was it?” Momo stood up. “Yuki is Snow in my language.” Momo said looking Shayne, her eyes looking almost.. Hungry, as if the scent of the two vampires was slowly starting to take hold of here. “I’m afraid European Languages are.. Not my strong point.” Momo said before she clenched her mouth shut, her fangs, which never drew back digging into her lip.
Momo nodded as Shayne introduced them all. “I’m Momo.” She said , rubbing her wrist. “I’m very hungry..and you all smell so good.” Her eyes changed from Purple to a dark red. “I’m sorry. …I suppose you should know I’m Cannibalistic. I will try not to attack you. I have some morals. ..But it feels as if I haven’t eaten in years.” Momo said. “So..If we could..say.. hunt… or something.” Momo said bringing her hand to her mouth subconsciously to chew on it.

Shaye and Demitri both regarded Momo warily for a moment, both wincing as she began to gnaw on herself and speak of canniblism.
"We can hunt" Demitri murmured, glancing at Shaye who nodded her agreement.
"But you need to change clothes first, we have to blend in with the humans here" He added, the girl was covered in old blood, and she was a complete mess, she really did need to clean up, lest she alert the police to their presence.
"Shawn? Are you going to join us?" Demitri asked curiously. Huffing slightly, the big wolf finally shifted back to human form, grabbing a blanket to cover himself since he had shredded his clothes in the shift.
"No, I'm going to stay here, hunting doesn't really appeal to me" He said gruffly, bowing out of the room to go and find some clothing.

Momo blinked a few times though it was unnecessary for her to do so.
“Clean up? Why?” She asked. She had no idea where she was, and had no clue as to how huge New York was and how vampires where now just something that was whispered in the dark. A myth, something of the past. From what she could remember she would walk along the streets how she was and people would be afraid. They knew what she was, and who she was and that she could kill them if she wanted. But their blood was so vile. So unsatisfying. She only drank human blood when she had to and from what little she remembered that rarely happened. When vampire who was new to her territory…maybe their territory, she couldn't remember, She was the first to know and last to know. She had little tolerance for vampire who hadn't done something to make her want to be around them.
And these three, the two vampires and the werewolf has helped her. From what she did not know, but she would not attack them unless she lost control completely, and in her current state they probably could take her down easy.

Demitri sighed, wondering how to best explain this to the vampire girl.
"Today, humans don't know about vampires. Over time they stopped believing, stopped worrying about us and now they outnumber vampire kind significantly" He explained gently. "We have to blend in with them in order to survive, things have changed" He murmured, looking at Shaye who shrugged apologetically. She didn't really know how to help her brother explain this. She hadn't been alive when vampires had been known by mankind and feared.
Shawn flopped down on the couch, completely ignoring the vampires now as he snatched up the TV remote Shaye had abandoned and began flicking through the channels in search of something to watch.

Shaye glanced at Momo again and gently took her hand.
"We can hunt as soon as you're cleaned up" She murmured, taking her upstairs and to her room. She figured getting Momo into the shower was out of the question, but giving her a washcloth and some clean clothes would do wonders.

Momo stood in silence as he listened to Demtiri.
“I don’t undersand…” She said finally, but her attention deterred when Shawn turned the TV on. Her hands when to her ears, her face having an expression of pain.
“What are you doing?” She asked with a low, pained growl. She turned to look where the sound was coming from and her mouth dropped open.
Shayne started to pull her out of the room before she could ask. “What was that?” She asked as Shayne handed her a wash cloth and a new set of clothes. “Can you help me?” She asked sounding, embarrassed. So much had changed and she was so confused. Pictures didn’t move from what she remembered. She heard and odd purring outside that she couldn’t place. She didn’t even recognize what she was holding. The fabric felt weird. Everything in this place was weird. All of it. And she was confused beyond words.

Shaye smiled softly and nodded. Taking the washcloth, she helped Momo wash the blood off of herself.
"Like Demitri said, times have changed" She murmured gently. "Humans have really taken over the world, they've developed advanced technology. Like what you just saw downstairs" She explained, tossing the cloth away and handing Momo a longish skirt and shirt, she figured jeans and a tank top (Her usual clothing of choice) wouldn't really be something the other girl would feel comfortable wearing.
"I know its confusing" She soothed, "Demitri can help you though, he's been alive for a very long time, he remembers things that humans only see as very distant, ancient history" She hoped her brother could help the girl, because Shaye was not old enough to really be useful. She could help Momo blend in though.

Momo pulled her dress over her head, before taking the clothes from Shaye. It was obvious that she was starving when she turned, her ribs poked out from her skin, you would count some if not all of her vertebrae with her standing. The outlines of her shoulders were clear along with her hip bones. Scars lined her body. Those that were clearest were the ones from fights, or the ones that she had done herself, but you could see traces of her human scars. Metal cuff marks around her thin wrists and ankles marks that mirrored those of a whip across her back, and the ones that she remembered the most. The ones on her neck, a set of puncture marks, but they were nowhere near perfect bite marks. She had struggled. These marks looked torn, small jagged lines running down to her collar bone. And yet, now that she was cleaned up she would look beautiful to most humans.
Momo took Shaye’s clothes bowing lightly before she dressed herself.
“How do you hunt now?” Momo asked tipping her head to the side she was chewing on her lip making herself bleed again, but she was nervous. She was in a house filled with her food.

Shaye resisted the urge to gape at the wounds on Momo's body. She shook her head, trying to force her eyes away, the girl was literally covered in scars and old injuries. She shuddered before pulling herself together, Demitri was covered in scars also, but his were from wars and battles, he'd been a viking in his human years, and his most noteable scar was across his chest, from left hip to right collar bone. It had been the blow that would have ended his life, if not for a nearby vampire. Momo's injuries were much different, especially the lash marks across her back. She must have suffered greatly at one point or another.
"Hunt? Oh" Shaye offered a shy smile. "We stalk humans, entice them into following us into a private area, such as a dark alley. Then you feed and abandoned the body. Its the same as it once was, or so Demitri says, just with more subtle methods. Night clubs and stuff are prime hunting grounds, intoxcated humans tend to be very willing to follow beautiful people. It helps that vampires are naturally attractive to them as well, it puts them at ease" Shaye explained, pinning her hair up quickly so it didn't get tangled. She glanced around her room before grabbing a pair of skinny jeans and a tank top. She couldn't go out wearing what she was. Changing quickly, she grabbed a leather jacket and grinned at Momo.
"Ready?" She asked, Demitri would meet them downstairs.

Momo purred, running her tongue along her top lip. The smells in this house were slowly starting to get to her, drawing out her darker side. The side that when she was human they tried to lock away. They had made it worse, and she as a vampire was dangerous when she was in this state.
“Sounds Similar.” Her eyes were a darker red now, her purring continued as she approached Shaye. “Which part do you like?” Momo reached out and touched Shaye’s face, touching her check leaving a small trail of blood across her face.
“What about killing humans do you like?” She repeated. “How they still stay warm as you draw blood from them? Is it the look on their face when they know they’re going to die?” Momo moved closer to her, her hunger pulling her forward. Her mouth close to her ear. “Or is it the chase? Watching them run? Playing with your food.” Momo smiled. “What makes you want to live and continue your chase, Shaye?”

Shaye stiffened noticeably when Momo approached her. Shuddering, she pulled away, flashing her fangs in instinctual warning. She ignored the other girl's questions, she understood what she was doing.
"Come on" She growled, keeping her back to the wall as she slid out of the room, her unncessary breath quick. This was just freaking great, they had an insane, cannablisitic vampire in the house. Rushing down the stairs, she almost barreled into Demitri, who immediately examined her bloody cheek.
"She's starving" Shaye whispered, pressed close to her brother, Demitri could and would protect her.
"Better hurry then" The older vampire commented, watching the stairs impatiently for Momo to show up.
"Sure you don't want to come?" Shaye asked Shawn who was now eyeing them all like they were insane.
"I'm good" He drawled, "You have fun with the insane chick, I'm going to stay here, safe and warm and watch the game"

Momo grinned stood in Shaye’s room for a few minutes looking around. She recognized few things in this room. Momo turned and walked out of the room and down the stairs to rejoined Shaye and Demitri .
“Sorry.” Momo murmured looking at Shaye and then to Demitri who had probably figured out that she had done something. “It’s instinctive..” Momo brought her hand to her mouth, chewing on it. “I’m trying..”
Momo laughed slightly hearing Shawn’s comment. “You’d be insane too if you were treated like I was.” She said with a small smile. “Let's go.”

"S'fine" Shaye murmured in an attempt at casualness, shooting Shawn a look as she did so.
"I think insanity runs in the vampirism gene" The werewolf pipped up, completely disregarding what Momo said, or choosing not to process it.
"Lets go then" Demitri murmured with a sigh, leading the two females out the door, muttering about idiotic werewolves all the while.
"Any place in mind tonight?" He asked his sister curiously.
"Big parties going down on seventh ave" Shaye murmured, "Should be plenty of people and none of them at all observant" She grinned as Demitri nodded in agreement.
"Sounds like the place to be"

Momo grinned. “Maybe Wolf, Maybe.” Momo purred. “But I didn’t ask for this, just as you didn’t ask for yours.”
Momo was then pulled outside and overwhelmed by the sounds. “I can’t.” Momo whimpered, shaking slightly. Visibly distraught by the sounds of the cars, all the people. The smell. The smell of all the people here, all the dirt, and smog. So vile. She sank to her knees, whimpering. “To loud. How can you..?” Momo knew little of loud noises when she was human and when she was turned. She was alone most of that time, from what she remembered and these noises were some of the loudest that she had ever heard. Momo was quickly chewing on her arm again, obviously in pain as well as being her normal wreck of a vampire.