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Vanessa Lewis

"Stick with me and I might just teach you how to get away with murder."

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a character in “Dead and Buried”, originally authored by Sunflower, as played by RolePlayGateway

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"People only have themselves to blame if things end badly."


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N A M E
Vanessa Jasmine Lewis.

N I C K N A M E
Vanessa is often called Nessa by people that are close to her and her friends. For the people that know her middle name, seldom people know it they like to call her Jas.

A G E
35.

S E X A U L I T Y
Most people think that she is heterosexual but she is a closeted bisexual.

P O S I T I O N
The Mistress.


"I am who I am. If you don't like it, I don't care."


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A P P E A R A N C E

Vanessa is a very attractive female with a strong and very confident gait. She has milk chocolate skin that beams in the right amount of light. Her eyes are a very dark brown color. Vanessa has a bright and wide smile to die for, as well. Though the hair that rests onto the top of her head may look like hers, it isn't. She likes to flaunt around her wigs as they are in different styles. Not to say that Vanessa doesn't have hair, no, she has lost hair in some places hence the reason she wear wigs. Vanessa stands about five foot eight with a weight of one-hundred and thirty-eight pounds. Her frame is truly slender and slightly petite as she has curves but in all the right places.

S E C R E T S

Besides her sleeping with a married man, Vanessa hooked up with a female the night before Thomas was killed. She didn't really feel too good about it but she told him about it anyway and of course, he wasn't too happy about it. Vanessa may or may not know who the killed her lover.


"You would have to try really hard to fool me."



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P E R S O N A L I T Y

Even though Vanessa has a stone cold bitch persona about her, most people do not know how confident she is within herself. She is very confident towards others, as well as she inspires them to be confident within themselves. She teaches other people to not be overly confident as it might mistaken as arrogance. Vanessa is well respected, as well. She gives off this presence about her that ultimately makes people want to treat her with respect. The only flaw within her personality is that she is a little bit vicious and blunt. Vanessa will always speak her mind, no matter who or what you are. She doesn't hold her tongue for anybody. She's tries her best not to be too harsh with her though but sometimes, more like all the time, she fails.

O D D I T I E S

Resting Bitch Face - Vanessa has been cursed with the bitch face syndrome. She also rarely smiles but when she does, she truly means it.

Making Faces - Vanessa is always making faces while conversation with someone. She'll even make face as she is walking away from the conversation, too.

L I K E S

The main thing Vanessa likes more than herself is men. Yes, men. She loves all kinds of men and she doesn't hesitate to show it when she stares at them. Vanessa adores her students. She'll do almost anything for them. She even loves sleeping around, too. She hasn't really slept around with too many people but she has had her fair share. When she's alone and has nothing else to do, she likes to grab a book from her sea of books and just read. She loves regaining her knowledge

D I S L I K E S

Being embarrassed or humiliated are two of Vanessa's biggest dislikes. She cannot stand to be embarrassed. Vanessa doesn't like when people back talk to her either, especially if they're her students. Vanessa also don't like being interrupted whenever she is speaking or talked down to.

F E A R S

Vanessa is definitely fearful of tight spaces. She is very claustrophobic.
She is very scared that people will find out that she's bisexual and make such a big deal about it.


"I'm still standing here because I did my job and grew up."




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H I S T O R Y

From the moment she was born, Vanessa was primped and spoiled considering the fact that she was the first and only child. Her parents really brought anything that she desired and everything she pointed out towards them. Her life was good and she really had no complaints but that was until her mother died when she was seven years of age. It was a devastating time for her and her father, who became a little bit overbearing towards her. That was the time Vanessa truly lost her childhood. She grew up with her strict father and didn't really know what to do within her life.

As she was growing up through her teenage years, she became quite rebellious towards her father and did whatever she wanted. She would sneak out, go to parties, go out for a walk around or whatever she pleased, she did it. Her father was constantly growing wearily of her and basically washed his hands off of her, as well. Once he basically disowned her for awhile, she straightened her up act and became as obedient as ever.

Now that she has grown up and gotten her first degree in teaching, Vanessa met a man at a local bar and she may have went back to old habits. Without even thinking if this man was married or not, she took him back to her place and slept with him. It went on for a few months until she eventually called it off after finding out that he was indeed married. She was hurt and didn't want anything else to do with him but again, he came by her home one night and that was the last time she saw him alive.

After finding out about Thomas' death, she didn't know what to think or if she was a suspect or what was going on. Vanessa is currently keeping her mouth shut because she may know who killed her lover, Thomas. But she's going to do a little investigation of her own first.

So begins...

Vanessa Lewis's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Acheron Overland Character Portrait: Kathleen Williams Character Portrait: Michael Williams Character Portrait: Noah Paxton Character Portrait: Romy Benedict Character Portrait: Vanessa Lewis
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xxx"i breathe you in again
xxxjust to feel you underneath my skin.
xxxholding on to the sweet escape
xxxis always laced with
xxx a familiar taste of poison"


Even after that had happened, the Williams family kept going. They allowed themselves a few days to mourn and make all the necessary arrangements- but life went on. Even as they were interviewed by the police, they just worked their lives around it. They'd organised a dinner party for a few weeks after the death. Everyone had expected it to be cancelled- but it went ahead as always. And on entering the house, one could not be blamed for forgetting it was a house that had recently seen such a loss. It was neat and tidy as always, flawlessly decorated. The smiles of the hosts were natural, if a tad smaller than usual. They accepted all well wishes with grace.

But, as always, this was a mask. Beneath the surface, the tensions of the questioning and suspicions had taken their toll. The events of the night itself was still taking a toll on some of them. Being unable to trust one's own family can have a terrible effect on a person. Lies had been told. Things had been said that couldn't be taken back. Events had been witnessed that couldn't be forgotten.

Michael Williams, the youngest son, had impressed many. Known for his shyness, he'd dealt surprisingly well with all of the social interaction that the death of his father had brought. He'd still been shy, but he'd been able to hold a decent conversation with most people. On the outside, he had still maintained that perfect image of the perfect son.

On the inside, though, Michael was not doing so well. The events of that night had stuck with him. Sleeplessness. Nightmares when he did sleep. Even the occasional panic attack. His injuries still had to heal, leaving him with a physical reminder of what had happened. He was holding himself together for the benefit of his mother and the family's image.

Even at the dinner party, he was struggling more than he wanted to admit. He'd gotten a few hours sleep the night before, but he'd had so many nightmares, he may as well not have gotten any at all. He'd had to take a break from the socialising to hide out in the kitchen, saying that he had to do a job for his mother. But in reality, he was just trying to take a break and catch his breath. He wasn't sure how much longer he could keep it up.

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Character Portrait: Acheron Overland Character Portrait: Kathleen Williams Character Portrait: Michael Williams Character Portrait: Noah Paxton Character Portrait: Romy Benedict Character Portrait: Vanessa Lewis
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xxx"i'm bigger than my body
xxxi'm colder than this home.
xxxi'm meaner than my demons.
xxxi'm bigger than these bones."


Ash stood in his bedroom, of the home his parents had. His eyes looked over himself in the mirror. He had to make sure he looked pretty well, he was going to Michael's for a dinner party to honor his douche bag of a father. He didn't see why they even had to, but he decided he should go to support his best friend. His dark green-blue eyes would change to a dark green, as he walked out of his room.

"Yo Mom, Dad. I am going out." his voice boomed inside of the manor. He would start to walk downstairs, as he grabbed his jacket from the coat rack near the garage. The male would silently walk into the garage, as his mind blazed with thoughts. Did he really need to be there? Was it really needed? He was already questioned by the Detective, a highly annoying man might he add, and he didn't really feel like talking about Thomas. Thomas was a man, that at one point...Ash looked up to. He felt as if he was the epitome of amazement and success. But of course, that was before Ash became close to his son. He practically lived at the Williams' house for while. He heard the words that Thomas spoke to Michael. He could never forgive the man.

So honoring him was something, Ash was not to fond of. Atleast that's what he thought of the dinner being for. The male would look over the bountiful amount of cars his family owned, and decided to choose his baby. One of the few cars he loved to drive, when he was with Michael. Normally driving to the movies, anywhere. He would roll down the windows and allow the wind to blow in his hair. A few minutes passed, and Ash had arrived to the home. He parked and stepped out of the car.

He walked up to the door, and opened it. He headed towards the room where they'd all be in conversation, and ask where Mathew was. He was told, and headed into the kitchen. In a soft voice he spoke "Hey."

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Character Portrait: Acheron Overland Character Portrait: Kathleen Williams Character Portrait: Michael Williams Character Portrait: Noah Paxton Character Portrait: Romy Benedict Character Portrait: Vanessa Lewis
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xxx"There was a time when you let me know
xxxWhat's really going on below
xxxBut now you never show that to me, do you?"

The guests for the dinner party had arrived an hour ago, and already they started to wear Kathleen out. In a different situation she would have relished in the many small but important tasks and talks that such a party brought with them. She still might have enjoyed the distraction if the guests hadn’t been so dedicated to making sure it was impossible to forget what had happened. Every other sentence mentioned her husband, and the other half were inquiries after the emotional wellbeing of her family. Kathleen went through the motions, feigning gratitude while wishing for the clock to tick faster. Only a little longer before she could signal everyone to start moving towards the dining room...

Kathleen glanced around, looking for an excuse to leave the room and get some air. When she spotted a few empty glasses left on a side table she grabbed the opportunity to leave her post. Before she could reach them however, a dark shape cut her off from her goal. She glanced at his face, quickly categorizing it as belonging to one of the guests. It was wearing the same morose expression that all faces wore lately when approaching her, probably because they believed a different expression would be inconsiderate.

β€œMy sincere condolences… Thomas was a great man, and a good friend. This must be a difficult time for you and your family. If there’s anything I can do to help you…”


β€œThank you… I really appreciate your presence and kind words.”

The words left her mouth automatically by now. Many acquaintances had come by the last few days. Some had come carrying food, believing that surely the mother of two would find it difficult to run a household while overcome with grieve. Kathleen had nodded, expressed gratitude and accepted the gifts graciously. Others had offered emotional support, telling her that she could always come to them to talk. Those people were approached with equally thankful words, yet they were never taken up on their offer.

As the man didn't appear to have anything else to say Kathleen nodded at him as she walked around him, quickly grabbing the glasses and making her way over to the kitchen. As she opened the door, she noticed her son. Repressing to urge to run towards him and pull him into a hug she carefully placed down the glasses first. She walked up towards Michael to place a hand on his shoulder, yet didn’t get around to saying anything before hearing Ash come in. Kathleen sighed softly and walked away from her son towards the fridge. As she stared at the shiny display she noticed from her reflection that a few loose strands of hair had escaped her hair clip. Pushing the strands behind her ears with one hand, she opened the fridge with the other.

β€œGood evening Acheron.”

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Character Portrait: Acheron Overland Character Portrait: Kathleen Williams Character Portrait: Michael Williams Character Portrait: Noah Paxton Character Portrait: Romy Benedict Character Portrait: Vanessa Lewis
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xxx"The guests at the party
xxxare so insincere.
xxxthey just intrude
xxxand exclude
xxxthis impossible year"

Noah took a deep breath and held it in. "1, 2, 3." His breath turned to fog when he released it into the crisp night air. He pulled the lapels of his wool coat tighter around him as he walked. After all that had happened, he wasn't sure if the Williams family would want to see him, but he knew he had to try.

Everything on the sleepy streets of suburban Rockwood seemed to taunt Noah, from the eerie yellow glow of the streetlights to the sharp, pointed edges of the fence posts. Every step he took echoed in his ears, reminding him how his father had died here. Finally, he reached the Williams' front gate. He wasn't expecting cars to be lined up in the driveway and in the street. Light poured out of the windows, and inside Noah could see what looked to be a party. Well-dressed strangers exchanged solemn glances and probably just as solemn words over glasses of wine.

Noah almost turned around in that moment. Only one thought stopped him: if he didn't do this now, he never would. Each step felt like a death sentence as he dragged himself up to their door. Steeling his nerves, he rang the doorbell. The faintest remnants of the bruised, bloody knuckles of that night still lingered on his left hand. He prayed no one noticed. He wasn't here to cast suspicion on himself. He was here to pay his respects and to catch a glimpse, however small, of the life he'd never had.

He took another deep breath in as he waited."1, 2, 3," he chanted in his head while he held it. He didn't begin to breathe again until the door swung open.