Name: Cadence Sanders
Age: Turned at 19 (12 years ago)
Gender: Female
Race/Affiliation: Vampire/Caper
Bio: It had a been a party she was never supposed to attend. The kind of party that was held in an abandoned warehouse and everything illegal was there. From weapons to drugs and booze. This was party that had a swat team called in. But they hadn't been called in. Cadence had gone and like many of her friends, she was under-aged for everything. The night was a blur of dark liquor in red cups and guns being fired at the ceiling. Someone had offered her something and she took it without a second thought. All she could really recall was a dark corner and a wicked grin with too-white teeth. When she awoken, she found others sprawled about like her, though they were mostly inebriated. It wasn't long before there were sirens. Panic overcame whatever it was she had been on as she hobbled away from the warehouse, barely making it into an old shed in the back of a run down apartment complex. She soon found her sire who taught her the basics before disappearing again.
Personality: Often distracted or in a sort of dazed stupor. She has a tendency to wander aimlessly.
Appearance:
Other: TBA?
Age: Turned at 19 (12 years ago)
Gender: Female
Race/Affiliation: Vampire/Caper
Bio: It had a been a party she was never supposed to attend. The kind of party that was held in an abandoned warehouse and everything illegal was there. From weapons to drugs and booze. This was party that had a swat team called in. But they hadn't been called in. Cadence had gone and like many of her friends, she was under-aged for everything. The night was a blur of dark liquor in red cups and guns being fired at the ceiling. Someone had offered her something and she took it without a second thought. All she could really recall was a dark corner and a wicked grin with too-white teeth. When she awoken, she found others sprawled about like her, though they were mostly inebriated. It wasn't long before there were sirens. Panic overcame whatever it was she had been on as she hobbled away from the warehouse, barely making it into an old shed in the back of a run down apartment complex. She soon found her sire who taught her the basics before disappearing again.
Personality: Often distracted or in a sort of dazed stupor. She has a tendency to wander aimlessly.
Appearance:
Other: TBA?