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User:bluestreak (640219)
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Name:Blue Bergeron
Website:Tiberius J. Swann Detention Facility
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Bio:






Blue Bergeron

"You're cynical, you're beautiful, you always make a scene..."
Gender: Female
Race: Vampire
Actual Age: 45
DOB: November 7th, 1964

Physical Description:

Blue was turned when she was twelve, right as the seeds of puberty began to blossom. While she still looks incredibly young, the features of womanhood are very obvious, especially since she flaunts them so readily. Her fiery red hair is long and usually curled, her skin pale and clear like a porcelein doll. Standing only at 5 feet even, Blue is a petite little thing in every aspect, except of course for her boobs that she never got the chance to grow into. Her eyes are a clear, crystal blue, her mouth small and well formed, and she has perfected the art of convincing you she's innocent right up until she sticks the metaphorical knife in your back.

PB: Lily Cole
Bio:

Beatrice Lucy Bergron was the middle child of a well to do family from Glenns Ferry, Idaho. Her life was a simple one, plain and unassuming. Her older sister Beverly was the athlete, strong and domineering. Her baby sister, Ashley, was the brains of the family, obvious even at a very young age. Beatrice, however, showed no particular strength in any kind of "practical" area. She excelled in music and dance, but since they weren't skills that would provide her a steady career one day, her parents allowed her only to use them as forms of recreation, never letting her passion for them develop properly to be great. After all, her time could be better spent on her schoolwork. As obedient as she was, Beatrice was never happy. She knew there was much more destined for her then what was laid out for her, and each day she struggled with her incessant boredom. She longer to break free of the confines of a quiet, proper midwestern life.

Her prayers were seemingly answered one night after her ballet class. Her father was late in picking her up, and while she sat outside the darkened studio beneath a street lamp, shivering a little in the cold, she noticed a tall and striking man watching her. Unnerved but also intrigued, she watched him carefully, a little disappointed when her father finally arrived to get her. The man returned every week for the next month, and ever time he would stand far enough away so his features were unclear, but his eyes obviously on Beatrice. She looked forward to seeing this man every week, sometimes dressing up for him, leaving a few buttons on her her shirt undone, as though it might entice him closer. While most twelve year old girls might be afraid of a dark stranger being so drawn to them, Beatrice was thrilled by it. Finally, on a night when her father was running exceedingly late in a meeting, the stranger walked toward Beatrice, his gait slow but confident. Heart hammering in her chest, Beatrice straightened herself, wondering if he was a rapist, if he was a kidnapper, why she wasn't afraid of him coming toward her with his eyes burning. Rising to her feet, Beatrice swallowed, waiting for him to speak. His name was Gerald Miller, and he was a vampire. He had watched her for quite some time, thought she was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen, and wanted to take her away from this life of hers. The only condition he had was that she would have to belong to him, completely, forever. She would not have to make a decision now, of course. But he would return the following week, for the last time, and if Beatrice wanted to go with him, all she need do was come to him.

On the ride home that night, Beatrice thought over the offer, far more then she knew she should have. She should have told her father about Gerald. She should have called the police, should have reported him. Not think about what he'd said, about his smooth voice, cool and comforting like a strawberry milkshake. Not considered what life would be without her family. He was giving her the opportunity to leave this place, to live a life less ordinary. All it would cost her was everything. And of course, in her twelve year old's naivety, Beatrice chose to follow the secret man down the rabbit hole.

Before her thirteenth birthday, Beatrice had moved across the states to southern California, had lost her virginity to Gerald and was turned by him (both in the same night). She donned herself a new nickname, Blue, a mash of her first and middle names. It suited her better then her old name, a name she would use only in response to Gerald scolding her. He gave her no rules except to be inside by dawn, which was only for her survival. The new freedom went to her head, spending most nights drinking with people twice her age, using drugs and partaking in the wild liberation of the 70s. Gerald became known as Daddy, the only person who loved her as she truly was, as she wanted to be. Aside from the night she was turned, he never touched or treated her in a sexual way, instead dressing her up and flaunting her as though she were his doll. Blue's mind soon blurred the line between fantasy and reality, between freedom and property.

She became a wild child, and even though her twentieth, thirtieth, fortieth birthdays passed, Blue was still young. She acted like a reckless teenager because Gerald had never allowed her to grow up. She would always look twelve, would always be his childe, always his doll. Sometimes she would slip away from Gerald, disappearing for years at a time, living off people and getting herself into trouble. Throughout the past ten years she became a pornographic model under the assumed name Lily Cole, her appeal being that she looked so young even though she was, according to her legal documents, nineteen. Blue knew nothing of responsibility, of consequences. Sometimes when she got too out of control she would be put in some kind of school for awhile, but when she grew bored of these places she would beg her Daddy to let her come back to him. The cycle would would begin again, where she stayed with Gerald in his world of older, wealthy vampires, being shown off as his toy until she became too fidgety in that life and she slipped away to find adventure on her own.

Blue had accumulated many friends, none that lasted more then a year. Some she told she was a vampire, most she did not. They were expendable. Her most recent friend, and one that seemed to have some staying power, was a boy named Tiger she had met in a coffee shop in Boston one night. Obviously it wasn't his real name, but she didn't much care what his real name was because Tiger sounded so much more fitting to him. She stuck to Tiger like glue, taking a liking to his artsy ways and tattoos and his easygoing, carefree attitude. It wasn't until she had known him for six months, after having told him the first night she knew him that she was a vampire and taking him to a feeding den, introducing him to other supernaturals, that she discovered he was a gifted human. He hid his abilities from people, which Blue had thought was silly because his ability to animate objects and drawings was so interesting!

When Gerald discovered Blue's whereabouts, and found out about her alter identity Lily, he demanded she go to a supernatural school in Boston to get herself under control and work on her modern education (she hadn't been to a school since 1995, when the last place had been blown up by one of the teachers). Blue demanded that her new BFF accompany her, and so she and Tiger were shipped off to TJS.

Weakness: Sunlight, holy objects, anything dangerous and fun. Blue has a hard time resisting danger and trouble
Magical Abilities: Can heal faster than a human, moves faster than humans
Special Skills: Dances ballet and tap, can sing very well
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Schools:None listed
Friends:
People104:_magpie_, _starbuck_, alexmendsit, androgynoid, aniki_daigo, ari_takeoff, ava_adore, belle_feu, bertabot, blake_elliot, bloodandballet, bloodfear, bluestreak, candicoatdfangs, cant_touchthis, chaotic_cassie, charlieburghard, chasingjonah, childoftrees, cissysaidso, conflicted, crie_dela_loupe, dalyncraven, dare_to_scare, darwine, demonicseducer, devmccafferty, dogsoldier, dr_rileyquinn, dreamwhileawake, eaux_de_vie, eirescharm, eyeofnightmare, fallendisgrace, farcingsweet, findyouhuntyou, finnurmind, fireme_up, franklyscarlett, frozen_faith, geminana, gratefulgrace, hands_on, hearitbleed, hellsmessenger, hipsthatlie, hopehasit, icecoldrussian, ikonophile, in_his_shadow, ink_and_engine, insheepsclothin, jamesownsit, javelins, jaylovesit, judesayshey, justbusiness, keelymckeelson, kissodeath, lightoftheluau, lightthenight, lilrez, liquidis, loghann, loveorhatekate, lt_col_quinn, miroslav_max, mirrorman, mister_ink, nadadidit, nahual_nic, neverendingbas, nikkisyxsyxsyx, nobodystotem, nocturnalcoitus, nostredame, oddsorevans, offthegrid, otterfish, pearlescence, peydirt, pickapennylane, pink_tourmaline, pipelinesurfer, prismane, reeseinpieces, rezidentsk8er, roriemccool, rrraquel, shy_vamp, simon_curtis, sky_dancer, smartassets, sorry__charlie, soverystiled, start_me_up, thrice_charmed, tigrrr, tjs_mods, todd_wiley, tranquil__air, twosidedshocker, wesleythewise, whitewingprayer
Asylums3:tiberiusswann, tjs_ooc, tjs_storylines
Mutual Friends:91: _magpie_, _starbuck_, alexmendsit, aniki_daigo, ari_takeoff, ava_adore, belle_feu, bertabot, blake_elliot, bloodandballet, bloodfear, bluestreak, candicoatdfangs, cant_touchthis, chaotic_cassie, charlieburghard, childoftrees, cissysaidso, conflicted, crie_dela_loupe, dalyncraven, dare_to_scare, darwine, demonicseducer, devmccafferty, dogsoldier, dr_rileyquinn, dreamwhileawake, eaux_de_vie, eirescharm, eyeofnightmare, fallendisgrace, farcingsweet, findyouhuntyou, finnurmind, fireme_up, franklyscarlett, frozen_faith, geminana, gratefulgrace, hands_on, hearitbleed, hellsmessenger, hipsthatlie, icecoldrussian, in_his_shadow, ink_and_engine, insheepsclothin, jamesownsit, javelins, justbusiness, keelymckeelson, kissodeath, lightoftheluau, lightthenight, lilrez, liquidis, loghann, loveorhatekate, lt_col_quinn, miroslav_max, mister_ink, nahual_nic, neverendingbas, nikkisyxsyxsyx, nobodystotem, nostredame, oddsorevans, offthegrid, otterfish, pearlescence, peydirt, pickapennylane, pink_tourmaline, pipelinesurfer, prismane, reeseinpieces, rezidentsk8er, roriemccool, rrraquel, shy_vamp, sky_dancer, smartassets, start_me_up, tigrrr, tjs_mods, todd_wiley, tranquil__air, twosidedshocker, wesleythewise, whitewingprayer
Also Friend of:30: aberdeen, akenwood, blindgreek, bloodandlions, chasingthelight, ciri, clean_slate, emmyleigh, emote_this, faunoverme, findingmyke, frenchgypsy, geekoutbeth, harlowquinlan, icyfingers, inagreyarea, kindletheflame, lost_in_shadows, lostinabox, lyrical_vacuum, mamaerotic, nullandvoid, onechordsong, rivmic, somethingwitty, tadrules, tessaleigh, thedoctoris_in, thinkitout, tigershark
Member of:3: tiberiusswann, tjs_ooc, tjs_storylines
Account type:Free Patient

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