VOLTURI, Jane

[JANE VOLTURI]

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Jane Volturi

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" she's a devil in disguise "[/center]

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MYCBOXNAMEIS : Janey
HOWDIDYOUFINDUS?: Reccomended
IALSOPLAY: None, as of yet

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MYNAMEIS : Jane Volturi
CALLME : N/a

IAM : Thirteen forever, three hundred and forty-five
BORNON : October 31st, 1664

GENDER: Female
ILIKE : Males
SPECIES : Vampire
TYPE : Wild


POWER : Jane has the extraordinarily powerful ability to create the illusion of pain within her victims mind. She can choose freely the strength of the pain, whether it be excruciating or bearable, but her victim has to be in her vision, she cannot attack someone who isn't seen by her.

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MYTWIN : Dakota Fanning

HOWTALL : 5'0"
IWEIGH : 110 lbs
MYHAIR : Jane's hair is normally never seen, it is most usually hidden within the dark hood of her cloak. Though it is a very mousy brown, almost blond.
MYEYES : Jane, as all of the other human blood-drinkers, has eyes of pure crimson. When she is hungry, they burn at the edges and seem to turn a little bronzer, and if she refrained from quenching the thirst for a long time they would finally go black.
THEFACE : Jane has the perfect little face of a darling thirteen year old twisted into a sadistic, murderous vampire. She has petite features that seem very childlike but beneath that exterior is a vicious, cruel interior.
THEBODY : Much like her face, Jane has the body of a thirteen year old. she is small and petite, looking rather fragile. Like all other Vampires, she carries herself gracefully and almost seems to glide when wearing her cloak.
SPECIAL : Her angelic, child-like beauty could be considered a special feature.

ABOUTME :
Jane is a very deep, sinister character. She almost searches, looking for pain in people's minds that she can duplicate and create the illusion of in their mind, and gaining complete pleasure from it. She seeks revenge more than anything, revenge on the human race for attempting to kill two innocent thirteen year olds, for attempting to kill her brother. She will never, ever be able to pay enough revenge for what they did to her mentally when they threatened her Brother's life.

Since her days started as a Vampire, Jane has been filled with sadistic images and thoughts and gifted with the ability to create pain made her life almost worth living. She went with the Volturi as a thanks, and has forever felt loyal to them for saving both her and most importantly her brother's, Alec, life. She has forever lived out her life with them performing the acts in which most of the murderous activities where involved.

Jane hates having a weakness, a glitch in her own extraordinary ability. She despises Bella Cullen more than any other Vampire on the entire planet, killing her is her most important goal in life, along with keeping Alec by her side forever, and bringing them both to their rightful places as the heads of the Volturi.

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ILOVE :

• Alec
  
• Human Blood
  
• Torturing
  
• The Volturi
  
• Ballet
  
• Deceiving people
  
• Seeing pain among her victims faces
  
• Pleasing both Aro and her Brother
  
• Fighting
  
• Deat
  

IHATE :

• Rules
  
• The Cullen's
  
• Isabella Cullen, especially
  
• Competition
  
• People thinking her to be inferior
  
• Humans
  
• Losing
  
• Shape-shifters
  
• Treacherous Vampires
  
• 'Vegetarian' Vampires
  

DONTTELL :

• Irrevocably in love with Alec, though she isn't sure whether he shares these progressed feelings.
  
• Hates the Volturi - Jane hates the Volturi for damning her in this role of law enforcer. She knows she can leave whenever she feels, but she also knows that she owes them greatly for Aro saving her life.
  

SCAREDOF :

• Losing Alec
  
• Dying, though she is overly confident that will never happen.
  
• Bella Cullen
  

GOODSTUFF :

• Loyal
  
• Protective
  
• Loving
  
• Determined
  
• Manipulative
  
• Intelligent
  
• Pleasant and polite, to certain people
  
• Deceitful
  
• Cunning
  

BADSTUFF :

• Stubborn
  
• Tends to get carried away
  
• Short-tempered
  
• Impatient
  
• Manipulative
  
• Cruel
  
• Vindictive
  
• Deceitful
  
• Cunning
  

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BORNIN : Unknown
LIVINGIN : Volterra, Italy

MOMMY : Dora, though Jane does have memories of her b being loving and caring, she looked after her children well. Obviously not well enough, right?
DADDY : Francis. Jane remembers only one memory of her Father, and as blurred as it may be, it was the one thing that makes her hate humans more and more each day. An unfocused picture of her Father walking threateningly towards Alec, her twin. Holding his hand up, about to hit him. That's where the suspicion of Witchcraft hit, because that's when just a hint of Jane's powers struck.
THESIBLINGS : Alec. Nobody will ever truly understand the feelings Jane has for Alec, mainly because she doesn't herself. She believes she loves him a lot more than she should, more than just brotherly love. Their relationship has become stronger than anticipated, and whether that is the work of one of the Volturi or their natural bonds becoming closer, who knows?
OTHERHALF : N/a
THEKIDS : N/a

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FULLHISTORY:
Jane was born as a twin with Alec to, what seemed to be, a loving and passionate Mother and Father who adored their twins. During her young childhood, Jane was a pleasant and polite young lady. She was taught respect and manners by her Mother and became willing to succumb to commands and rules through her Father’s teachings. She shared quite a close relationship with her Mother, and an even closer one with her twin Alec. One day together, while the two were out playing, they did something strange that would later result in the two of them being cast as Witches. They returned home with their lips sealed tight, scared of the unknown thing which they had done, scared because of the possible consequences telling their parents might bring. Jane found that, as she grew through the years, she gained a preference to spending her time with Alec, so much so that she spent hardly any time with anyone else.

That one strange thing that had occurred while they were younger would haunt their lives from then onward. It even repeated itself, raising in intensity and their curiosity got the better of them. One man from their village caught them performing their ‘witchcraft’, and the man, pathetic as he was, ran to the Village authority, the council, to report on his spying. The Village became outraged with fear and horror, and more specifically Jane and Alec’s own parents who, to Jane’s shock, were the ones who created and ran the riot search for the twins. It was a horrible event, something that shook Jane as a child, she had never felt so torn. She attempted to protect Alec, pulling him with her as she ran into the forests that stretched around her village, but her attempts were useless.

She stood before her brother as the villagers, with pitchforks and torches, came charging at them with a horrifying war-cry. It could be said that Jane put up a fight of resistance against the clasps and hands that dragged her through the forest and into the village, but her strength was weak, she was just a mere child, and she could not fight off grown men. The worst part for the thirteen year old was as she turned her head to her Brother, who was being dragged by only two men rather than four, like her, his face tear-stained and full of pain and his screams were the worst thing she had ever heard, it physically hurt her to hear him. She kicked and she threw her weight about, but she could not stop the men tying her against the wooden pole, her strength was being wasted through her screams of defiance and rage.

The flames licked up around the twins feet, and Jane screamed in agony as burn-wounds began to form around her legs. She writhed and pulled against the rope that bound her to the stake, and just as the flames began to rise to a level that made Jane’s screams become high-pitched and shrill, she saw the blur of darkness whip through the crowd of watchers, and witnessed the first glimmer of hope she through would never arise as the villagers caught by the blur sunk with cries of pain. A smile lurked upon Jane’s lips, and for just a moment the flames around her were simply nothing but an illusion, only the pain was real, but all she could see was the dark cloak of her hero sweeping through the people before her, and finally taking down her parents. By the time the flames were being extinguished, Jane had fell unconscious due to the pain and horror. During this time Aro, one of the three leaders of the Volturi, who had been watching the twins due to the mysterious rumours of their witchcraft abilities.

Jane awoke in a place that she had never seen, one she hadn’t even imagined. Her life in the village, as a petty little girl in a cotton dress with pigtails was long since over, and she knew it the first moment she awoke with the burning thirst in her throat. She remembered the dark hooded figure, the burning, and her twin brother’s terrifying screams, but that was all she remember, her human life was a blur, and in all honesty, it wasn’t something she really wanted to remember. She was introduced to the ways of the Volturi by the man who had changed her, Aro. Jane felt that because he saved hers and her Brother's life, she would devote this new life to him, this life created by him. Besides Jane’s furiousity and reluctance to calm at sometimes, the twins fit in perfectly and learnt the ways of the Volturi Guard perfectly well. Jane always wanted to savagely murder any human or vampire which crossed their ways negatively, or broke a rule. She was always one to wish to furiously end a life, putting her victim through excruciating pain, torturing them, and then ending it all slowly, painfully. She was however, taught to mend her vindictive, homicidal ways and has calmed it down.

Jane experienced many things during her life with the Volturi. Some of which were amazing, exciting and thrilling for her, where she learnt new things and got to torture as many people as she so wished. Others, though, were terrible and repulsive, much like one of the ordeals the Volturi were dealing with now, the problem with Isabella Swan and Edward Cullen. Two of the most disgusting and vile people Jane has ever known, their love is like sick to them, it was a mess, and not in any way right. The worst, though, was that the human had a resistance to her power, Jane was outraged and furious. She has, since the moment she experienced Bella’s mental shield, held a grudge against her, and will forever do so.

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RPSAMPLE:

The days bore on. A monotonous repetition of each day, one after the next, and Jane was getting bored, as usual. She looked pleadingly into the mirror, her eyes turning to their hungered state of bronzed crimson with an obsidian black edge to them. She raised her fragile looking, child-like hand and combed her fingers gently through her light locks of hair. There was nothing to do, nothing at all to please this twelve year old forever sadistic vampire. Her head fell back against the luxurious leather chair which was way too big, but offered extreme comfort. Not that it was uncomfortable anywhere else of course, Jane felt completely at ease and relaxed stood on a tight wire. Her eyes drifted upwards to the elaborately decorated ceiling of her room. It was a modern room, considering the antique castle that it was in, but the ceiling of it was luxuriously decorated with intricate paintings of important biblical people. It wasn't something Jane particularly enjoyed, it was just something that she found interest in, intrigued by the pathetic belief of a higher being who created those rancid humans and lead them to live their lives in whichever way he wants them too. Interesting, to say the least.

Jane rose in one fluid, graceful movement, her small, petite frame not even creaking those fragile floorboards as she glided across them to her closet. She opened it with a wide, gentle swing of her arm, and the dark, rich array of clothes did not spark any delight in Jane's dead, dark mind. She placed her hand silently inside the closet and pulled out a rich red dress. It ruffled into beautiful billows from the waist down, and dark gems glittered on the right side of the chest area. It was a beautiful dress, she would admit that, one she would only wear if completely necessary. She put it back, sighing, and pulled out her black cloak. This was, too, a very beautiful dark cloak with intricate floral designs within the inside of the cloak. Her petite body was enveloped in darkness and she spun around, allowing the cloak to billow around her legs.

With one gliding movement, Jane was on the other side of the room, and her fingers gently pressed down upon the button of the music player. The melodic tune of a harp blissfully filled the room with it's sweet, romantic essence. Jane's head rose slowly, dramatically. Her arm's spread outwards as if to wrap tenderly around a phantom, and she began to dance. Her feet looked as if they were barely touching the ground as she spun and lunged across her room, her face frozen in this moment of joy. Dancing was one of many things that Jane felt allowed one to feel free, to believe that they were somewhere where they wanted to be. She closed her eyes and her smile spread, her enjoyment growing with each step.

It wasn't the sudden changing of tracks that made Jane stop and smile sadistically, oh no. It was, in fact, the shrill scream of a human, and the loud bangs of them being thrown into the feeding chamber. It seemed a delivery had been made. Jane's nostrils flared as she breathed inwards. Even here, in her room, floors away from the doomed place in which the humans were being crowded, she could smell their blood, both sweet and bitter, and it made her hunger thrive. She swept towards the door in one graceful movement and was in the hall, flying towards the stairs, hunger driving her speed.

She could almost feel a snarl erupting from her throat as she neared the feeding chamber. She hadn't even realized she was this hungry until she heard the sweet, harmonic scream. Those humans would have done something wrong, crossed the many laws of the land and would pay for it by dying. Jane's eyes narrowed, and her walking became slow and dramatically graceful, she once again looked like a vampire, a sadistic, evil creature with a grin of pure demonic essence. The doors were opened by two guards, and Jane awaited to see who would be joining her in this feast.

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