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Paige Wentworth

"To die would be an awfully big adventure.

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a character in “Opposites Collide”, originally authored by .euphoria., as played by RolePlayGateway

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Name: I have changed it a of couple times, of course. Like most others. But I started as a very innocent Fiona Elenor Wentworth. But, since when have you heard that last name lately? Exactly you haven't so, about hundred years back I decided to change it to what it is now. Paige E. Wentworth... I always did love the name Paige.

Nickname: When I was human, I loved nicknames but once I was changed... Against my will if I may add. I started to really despise being given nicknames, I chose this name for people to say it. Not to make it shorter than it already is, but sadly people have given me the nickname before. But, do not call me by them... I will end up harming you.

Age: I was frozen at the age of nineteen but, now I am 520 years old... Yet, I look amazing for me age right?

Race: What do you think? I'm pale with blue eyes, I am chiller than most human beings and I physically am perfect, no bumps, and nothing out of place. Of course, I'm one of those dogs. No, I'm a vampire you idiot.

Powers: Trust me, I am far from the most powerful. If anything, I a what you would call the runt of the litter. But, I'm not completely useless! I am very... manipulating when I want to be, guess it comes with the change. I never have really used it though... I never needed to. I am decently strong... Ok I'm really strong. I have strength I doubt you have ever seen in your normal, mortal little life.

Sexuality: Sapiosexual

Secrets: I am not a prude because of this... Ok? But, I can name all the men I have slept with on three, if not four hands. Which may seem like a lot to you but keep in mind that I am one thousand and one years old. So, that's not a lot compare to other vampires, some can't even remember how many they have had sex with. My coven knows this and they like making fun of me because of it but, I can't help that I don't like having sex as much as they do.

I have a journal all the way back from when I was human that i would document every day I was around him. It has drawings, poems, stories of us, everything... And in these 634 years of my being a vampire. He has never even seen what was inside. Of course, my sister knows this and sometimes she thinks it's silly but... I like it and that's what matters to me.

Personality: Paige Wentworth was or could never be just one thing, she has many different parts of her personality that make her who she is. To some, she comes off as adventurous, strong, and stubborn girl, like a girl who knows basically everything about sports and the animal she is training. Never showing an ounce of weakness. And knows exactly what she wants to do in her life. To others, she's the calculating, tough, and overall cold-heated dragon trainer, unable feel any empathy for others. Willing to do close to anything to go to the top. However, the French girl isn't one or the other. She's both. Dakota is very true to her heritage and the way she was raised. Like her mother, Helen she is as passionate, adventurous, and strong, something her mother has warned her about. She's a tough girl just like her mother is and in some cases, she's far too tough than she should be. She pushes people to their edge, knowing just how good and amazing people can be. Some people are just too weak to see it that way... She is open and adventurous. And she is not afraid of the unknown like a lot of other people are which may make her sound like crazy person. But, she welcomes it, she think without it, even now, than we would still be living in caves. So yea, She could be called an "open person". But only in that way. When it comes to friendships, relationships, and all that other crap she honestly doesn't give even half of a fuck about, at least not anymore. You see, ever since she called off the wedding, she has probably turned into one of most closed off people you will even meet in your life. She pretty much sticks to the same group of friends, not really wanting to be friends with millions of people. Seeing that she thinks most of the guys are one of the same and the girls are... Well, girls. Too girly for her liking. Sue her. This fact leads her to sometimes think too much, a habit she's been trying to break. But, for the last nineteen years it has not been able to be broken. She being, who she is mostly over thinks about the people she surrounds herself with. Which begins to make her question her friends and they really want. If they want anything in the first place. Unlike most girls raised in a high class family, she is determined, protective, and a leader. She is not one to take pity from anyone about anything and isn't above snapping on someone who sees her as inferior to them. And, she lives to prove those types of people wrong. Which has made her father very proud. Something that she has always wanted to place from him; pride and acceptance. Again like her father, she is very strong. Not just in the physical tense but in the mental tense as well. Because unlike most people, Juliana has never grieved a day in her life over anything or anyone, she sees it as a waste. Or at least she grieves in her own special way and that's by blocking it all out, all the sadness, anger, and grief around her and creating an even thicker barrier around herself.

The young woman is, in two words, calculating and sarcastic. She's got a sharp tongue, and is always ready with a quick comment or a sarcastic quip, though she never means to cause real harm to anyone even if they hurt her first. The girl is also one to always throw herself into everything she does even if that means having to keep at it for hours on end. Like she has with her fighting skills and... well, suffering all the shit she's been through for the past almost twenty years of her life. And with those years, she has always hated to lose or even thinking about losing no matter what it is. Losing someone included. She loves the sports and is always at her best when she's in a competitive mood. And then of course, she likes to stay active, and with that, she has a strict schedule. Which has made her stricter on herself than how her parents were which is hard to believe seeing that they pushed their children 110% but it is true. She has much control over herself and her decisions, always being the one to think of the outcomes. This is the part of Paige that she needs to feel as if she has done something with her life and that everything that happened to her in her life means something.

Thus leading into the part of her no one ever sees: the insecure girl, the one who fears being forgotten and who second-guesses every decision she makes because it might not be good enough. This is the part of herself that she hides from the world. Not wanting to look weak especially in a world like this where you can't look weak for split second. Even those close to her only ever get glimpses, never the full truth. With this she also has the worst trusting issues, always believing that every man is out to get her. Not wanting her for her but, wanting her for money or sex or any other reason before leaving her for someone better. Which is something she does to pretty much every man she has been with. She becomes insecure and questions why they love her, all before leaving them for one of three reasons; She believes that they are cheating on her for someone better, they are using her, or that she just doesn't deserve them. And the more serious the relationship gets, the more she believes these things to be true.

But nonetheless, Paige is another young woman who just wants to have all her hard work lead up to... something, anything that is worth remembering in history for doing something... Amazing.

Place of Origin: I was born in the city of Lyon, France but my father moved my siblings and I to the city of Paris when I was sixteen.

So begins...

Paige Wentworth's Story

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"Come on! It's only three, just think of all the souls we could ruin in one more hour, Paige!" Her friend, Damon told her with the rest of her coven nodding their heads, trying to get their friend to not go home just yet. Paige just shook her head before smirking. "I would love to but, I have class tomorrow and I can't miss the test. Besides, I have drunk enough blood for the night, trust me I'm good. But, you guys go ahead and have fun draining the poor and innocent people of this town." Her friends crackled, the laugh could be heard from miles away in the woods where most of them lived. Paige lived alone but, she wasn't far from her coven that she has been with for the past 500 years. "You know it, we're going to! We'll see you tomorrow, love." Damon said before kissing her cheek and walking off with the rest of the large coven. She leaned against a wooden bean on her porch as she listened to them cackle one more time before vanishing in to the darkness, back into the city. She sighed before opening her door and entering her house, turning on the kitchen light just to grab a bottle of wine before turning the lights right back off as she ran to her room upstairs.

She went directly to her study where she had all her books and papers spread out over the large wooden desk with the desk light on. She scooted into her black chair before she went back to study for her exam in medicine.

It wasn't long until, her phone vibrated waking her up from her sleep on her desk. She rose her head up seeing it was from Damon, saying what she missed since they left her to go to the city. All the humans that screamed, how close they were to getting exposed because of one newborn. But, of course, he put an end to the traitor just as quickly as he started the young man's life as a vampire. She chuckled before tossed her phone back down and running her hand through her blonde hair until she could feel something thick and dry; dried blood. "Great." She huffed to herself as she got up and entered her bathroom in order to get the blood of her victim out of her hair. That would have been bad if someone would have seen the red in her hair.

She started the water and jumped into the scolding water, not feeling how hot it truly was. She was in the shower when she began hearing something or someone downstairs and from the sound of it, they were in her kitchen. But, nonetheless they were in her territory and no one was allowed in her territory without her say so. She grabbed her robe and turned the water off before quietly making her way down her wooden stairs without making a single sound. Getting her fangs out and licking them, knowing that she was about to kill someone or at least beat the human near to death. It was half way down the stairs that she smelled who it was; a wolf. Just what she needed. But, her coven had a rule that unless the dogs attacked or looked like they were about to, they wouldn't or couldn't kill them. Or face punishment.

She looked in her kitchen, seeing a man with dark black hair sitting down at her kitchen table eating Damon's leftovers from when they went out for an actual meal other than human blood. She went right behind him and grabbed by his neck, pinning him to the wall, her grip tightening the longer she looked at the man. "Who are you? And why the Hell are you here, you... mutt."

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He tore through the chicken like it was his last meal, well it probably would be at least a full meal not just scraps. Most of the meat was gone just a few bits of meat left on the bones which was always great to chew on. He gnawed on a chicken leg for a few moment before the bone finally gave way and he chewed it thoroughly for a good few minutes. He checked the wound to his chest, it was still bleeding the blood dripping down to the floor of the kitchen, it would take a while to heal but as long as he kept his energy up with food and a little bit of rest he would be okay in a few days. There was just the trouble of getting the bullet out and he had no idea how deep it was lodged in. Growling lightly he poked at the wound with his finger and a sharp pain darted through his body, he panted lightly blinking to halt the drowsiness he felt.

Tristan grunted as someone pulled him up and slammed him against the wall, his head smacking against the wall. As well as his shoulder causing a shudder of pain to crunch into his chest burning through his body. He growled deeply but it was cut short as a cold hand gripped him around his neck tightly. His eyes flew open locking on the fangs revealing his attacker. A Vampire. She spoke as her grip grew even tighter. She was strong he had to admit that but so was he.

"Who are you? And why the Hell are you here, you... mutt."

He moved quickly grabbed her hair and pulling it sharply, as well as punching her in the ribs a few times even scratching at certain points. He swept his leg from under hers tripping her over and placing his foot on her throat pressing slowly as he responded.

" I'm just getting my fill, then leaving. Leech."

Tristan had killed a fair few vampires in his time at the forest, sometimes it was just in self defense when they had attacked him because of what he was. Othertimes it was killed or be killed. That was the way it was. Vampires and Werewolves had enough power to seriously injure their opponent but those kind of wounds could heal, it was a bite that was fatal something ou didn't want as well as a life in the dark.

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"Who are you? And why the Hell are you here, you... mutt." She raised an eyebrow, looking at him. Not believing a word that came out of his mouth. Her grip around the stranger's neck tightened even more as the seconds went on before feeling him pull on her hair. She let out a quick scream before feeling jabs go to her stomach and side. She could feel the scratches on her side, not making a big deal about them knowing that they would go away soon after she got some blood in her system.

She was about to attack him before feeling him trip her and place his foot firmly on her throat. She grabbed him ankle to stop him from pressing down anymore. " I'm just getting my fill, then leaving. Leech." She smirked before tightening her grip on his ankle as much as she could before snapping it in half and twisting it a bit just to cause the wolf pain. She tossed him off of her, letting him land on the ground next to her as she got up with a smirk. "Didn't anyone tell you that it takes more than that to kill a vampire?" She asked him before scoffing.

"Besides, we both know who would come out on top if we truly wanted to kill one another." She added before grabbing his arm and twisting it behind his back, keeping him from moving. She had a tight grip meaning, she'd be damn before letting him getting out of her hold. He already got her by surprise once and it wasn't going to happen again.

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Tristan yelped in pain as his foot was twisted and he was slammed on the floor. He growled deeply in his chest and was about to get up when she grabbed his arm behind his back. He struggled for a while but with his new injuries combining with his loss of blood, he rested his head on the floor breathing heavily.

" if I hadn't got this bullet in me you would be all over the walls when you first walked in the room. " he spoke still trying to move a bit more. "One bite is all it takes. One bite. Then it's bye bye immortality, hello oblivion." He was trying to buy time and he wasn't sure if it was working. He just needed to get out of her grasp, grab the first box of medical supplies he could then run but he was feeling weak.

He blinked a few times to wake himself up and spoke again " so are you going to get your filthy hands off me or am I going to have to chew them off?" He took a deep breath and arched his body so his legs kicked the vampires back. He then rolled over pulling her with him but now he was on top of her. His hand around her throat the other arm raised to punch down. But the all to familiar feeling of wooziness came soon after, and he fell to the side next to her his eyes closing slowly.