Natasha Irene Starr

[NATASHA IRENE STARR]

Natasha Irene Starr

Character Play-by: Vanessa Hudgens

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The Basics

Name: Natahsa Irene Starr
Age: 17/77
Gender: F
Orientation: Straight
Relationship Status: Single
Race: Vampire
Birthplace:La Concha, Spain
Current location: United States
Occupation: Looking

Species Specialty

Are you wild or part of a coven? Wild-Looking for the cullens
Do you drink human or animal blood? Animal Blood
Do you have a special power? Yes

In-depth Analysis

Personality: Natasha is an oddball when it comes to personality. According to her past, people would think that she would hate everyone, and everything, but she doesn’t. Strangers see Natasha as boring, dominant, and stuck in a rut. Natasha is exactly that on the outside. To people who barely know her she is explained as very loyal, and a good listener and she is, but she is much more. To people who do know her she is deeply committed to her friends.

Natasha has always felt everything deeply. Even the death a fly sometimes deeply affects her. This is where she gets most of her ability. She is also eccentric. Overall Natasha can be a fun person on the inside, but not a person you would like to mess with. All the loss in her life makes her an ant, hard on the outside, soft on the inside. Natasha is known to be sarcastic, but that’s mainly to people who piss her off.
Detailed history: FAMILY HISTORY---Natasha had the basic family. She had a younger sister and brother along with both parents, still alive and together. They lived very happily like that for 15 years.

Her mother Heather moved to Spain from England when she was seven years old. Heather's dad was in the army, and instead of him having to travel from Spain to England on vacation Heather’s mother, Leona, went against tradition and moved to the army’s headquarters. By then Heather new perfect English, so instead of gaining a Spanish accent, she never lost her English one. Heather’s dad died when she was 17. For a year after his death, she was extremely depressed. She locked herself away whenever she could. Heather only left her room when necessary. When Heather turned 18, she was kicked out of the house. Leona still supported her, but she truthfully believed that being on her own would make her snap out of it. Leona’s plan worked.

Heather got the best education that she could for her gender, and then went on to be a teacher. One day, before the army was leaving for war the school was saying goodbye to their fathers, and such. That's when Heather noticed an attractive officer her age standing alone. She waited a few seconds to see if anyone was there for him. When it was clear that there wasn't she walked over to where he stood. She was first to introduce herself after a lot of insisting she found out his name was Patrick, and he was to be Natasha's dad.

Patrick grew up a farmer’s boy, a picture perfect one. He was well built, nicely tan, and he even had a slight farmer’s boy accent. Patrick had two younger brothers, along with four little sisters. He always dreamed about being an officer in the army, but that dream was crushed when his father died thrusting Patrick into the ‘man of the house’ position. Patrick was only 15 when his father passed. He never expected to be a farmer’s boy his whole life, but that was the way it was looking. The day he turned 18 his oldest, younger brother turned 15. The next day Patrick was inducted into the army. He had been in the army for seven years before he met Heather. The instant he saw her, he fell in love, but being an officer he couldn't show it.

While Patrick was at war, he and Heather kept in contact through letters. Over the years, they fell deeper in love. Heather swore to wait for him, and she did for three years up to the day he returned.

The day the war was over Heather was there waiting for him. He was the first one off the boat. They went out for a long awaited dinner, and then went back to his place. On that night, after dinner, Heather and Patrick laid together. Without realizing it, he impregnated her. He never knew. By no means would he ever know.

In the morning, Patrick was gone, but there was a note. She immediately recognized it as Patrick writing. Reading it over it said ‘I am sorry I must leave you. My country called me once again. I promise I will write.’ he never did. In the process of him writing her a letter a cadet who wanted his rank stabbed him in the back. That same cadet, Roger was his name, was the one who told Heather the bad news. Heather was very heartbroken at Patrick’s death. Enough so that she asked Roger to stay to comfort her. That night was the night they laid together. Heather and Roger were with each other for another 16 years with no issue.
NATASHA’S HISTORY---

Natasha was called 'demon child' for the first couple of years. For some strange reason, she could see people's auras and feel what they are feeling. These 'powers' were extremely weak. She had her own feelings, and somewhere in the back of her head, she could also feel what everyone around her was feeling. Because of this for the first years of her life herself, and occasionally a maid were shunned in a house. A maid delivered food to her, and all her other necessities. This broke her mother's heart, but the priest's thinking was after five years if nothing happened, then she was fine. So Natasha spent the first five years of her life in a hut with a maid. None of the other children had this ability. Not even her siblings had this ability.

Natasha and all her siblings were roughly two years apart, so their birthdays were in the same month. Their age allowed them to be close. Natasha and her sister were the closest. They told each other everything. That’s why when she died a part of Natasha died too.

It was a sunny day, Natasha and Patricia, her sister, were going swimming. They lived in a town that was built by the shore. They were both ready to go, walking out the door when their mother called “Watch out for sharks!” If only they did.

"Yes, mom" they called simultaneously. As they raced to the beach they joked, and laughed. Finally, they arrived and flopped unto the soft sand. Natasha and Patricia both turned towards each other and talked about their recent crushes and escapades. A pair of attractive twins walked by, and Natasha and Patricia stood to greet them. That when it started going downhill.

Natasha went one way with the one named Billy, and Patricia went the other way with the one named Allan. Of course they were still on the same beach, but they were ignorant of each other. Natasha was aware of a distant splash in that indicated Patricia and Allan were in the water. Natasha and Billy soon followed suit. After roughly fifteen minutes in the water Natasha and Billy hoped out. As they were air-drying they heard a high-pitched scream. Instantly knowing it was Patricia, she raced to its origin. Natasha arrived just as a shark was attacking Patricia. Natasha jumped in the water, and managed to get most of Patricia, but by then it was too late. Swimming as fast as she could she got out of the water, not escaping getting bitten though. The shark nipped her a couple of times, but with her adrenaline rush, she didn’t notice. Natasha ran all the way home, bursting into her house. “HELP!” she yelled as soon as she stepped inside. Heather rushed down the stairs shrieking when she saw Patricia. The shriek attracted Roger, and he grabbed Patricia from Natasha just in time because at this time she fainted. When she woke up in her bed, she thought she had fallen asleep. Looking around she realized she was wrong, the house doctor there. After being told she fainted from lost of blood, she mustered up the courage to look under the sheets. She was bitten in multiple places; some so deep they were wrapped in gauze. That’s when it all came back to her. She yelled forcing everyone out of her room to give her some time. Natasha did just what her mother did, and shut herself in. The only difference is Natasha stayed locked in for two whole years. When she snapped out of it, she was 16, and changed. Around this time was when Roger told Heather the truth about what he did to Patrick.

When Patricia died Roger took up drinking. The day Natasha’s little brother, Troy, turned twelve was when Roger confessed. Natasha was a couple of days away from turning 17. They were celebrating Troy’s birthday with a party when Roger announced he was going out. To the family that was code for ‘going to drink.

Roger came home five hours after the party was over. Troy was asleep, and it was midnight. He started hitting on Heather hot and heavy. Heather fought back pushing him off of her. It went on like this for a while, long enough to bug Natasha. She walked into the room they were in and started yelling at Roger telling him to stop. This caused Roger to snap.

He started yelling at Heather, talking about how Natasha wasn’t even his. That she was Patrick’s, and how she looked nothing like her siblings, or him. Heather noticed he might be right. She didn’t know why she never realized it. Roger wasn’t done yelling though. Next he asked if Heather would like to know how Patrick died. Not waiting for her response, he told her all the details of Patrick’s death, along with the fact that he was Patrick's murderer. Roger’s harsh breathing was the only sound in the room until Heather’s scream.

“Get out!” she yelled at him, but he stood his ground. Heather grabbed a kitchen knife with a weird gleam in her eyes. “Get out” she said through clenched teeth. That got him moving. Before leaving, he said he would get his revenge. Natasha stood in her spot watching the door for at least an hour, only slightly aware of her mother’s ragged breathing, and crying. Finally, when Natasha could move again, she ran to the basement, looking for anything about Patrick. Brushing dust off box, after box she found something interesting, she found the letters.

Natasha stayed up all night reading. Letter after letter Natasha understood. At last she found Patrick's last note. The note was dated. Doing the math Natasha figured out that she was, in fact, Patrick's.

Without realizing it, she fell asleep. When she woke up, she had a major creak in her neck. Suddenly, she remembered what the events of last night. Taking the stairs two at a time she found her mother in the fetal position on the couch. She squeezed herself between her moms back and the couch. Heather apologized multiple times, while Natasha just told her it was fine, and on that day Natasha learned about her mom’s past, along with Patrick's. Days went by with no incident. Everything was just dandy until the day before Natasha’s seventeenth birthday.

Natasha was a day away from her birthday, and she wanted to party, so she did just that, she stayed out at a friend's house partying. Around twelve at night she decided it was time to go home. As she was walking home with a headache and a slight buzz, she saw that, in the distance, there was a silhouette. In her haze, she thought nothing of it. She just ignored it until the silhouette was coming after her picking up speed. Focusing she could slightly feel what felt like hate. The harder she concentrated; she realized the hate was for her. This terrified her to no end, and she started running. C over her shoulder she realized the silhouette was running also. The faster she ran, the faster it ran. All the turns she made, it made. Natasha was losing momentum, but the silhouette wasn’t. A couple of times they passed under streetlights, but Natasha couldn’t gather up enough strength to look back. Finally, she did, and what she saw made sense. It was Roger. Seeing him again gave Natasha an extra burst of energy. She was so close to her house when she snuck another look behind her. He was so close to her, she froze from fear.

Roger quickly pounced just as Natasha was fixing her mouth to scream. Roger, being in the army, was extremely strong. He was drinking and it weakened him, but not by much. Natasha could tell by his breath that he had been drinking. Pushing as hard as she could she manage to throw him of momentarily, but not long enough. Roger refused to let go. He managed to drag Natasha away from her house, into a deserted alley, and had his way with her. The whole time Natasha was crying, but not refusing. She thought that once he was done he would let her go. She was so very wrong.

After he was done he pulled out a knife forcing Natasha to scream and squeeze her eyes shut. She laid there waiting for her death and when it didn’t come she was surprised. Roger had different plans for her; he was going to kill her slowly. He started slicing her in multiple places making sure she was weak, but not weak enough to die instantly. He wanted her to suffer; he wanted her to die slowly.

Paul was a very old vampire. He was lonely and looking for a companion. Paul was at least 500 years old if not older. The last lover he had died 200 years ago. Her name was Olivia, and she was stunning, When Paul met her, she was human, and her blood tasted too good to waste on a human. When he saw Natasha it was like love at first sight. She looked just like Olivia. No matter how hard he tried to ignore her, the smell off her blood, and her familiar looks pulled him to her.

Paul moved swiftly, as his feeling would allow. He knew she was hurt, but not this bad. Her blood was intoxicating. Taking another quivering step he couldn’t hold back. Watching her in pain reminded him of Olivia, years ago. Eager to help, he changed her.

Paul was a very old vampire. He was lonely and looking for a companion. Paul was at least 500 years old if not older. When he saw Natasha it was like love at first sight. No matter how hard he tried to ignore her, the smell of her blood, and her familiar looks pulled him to her. After seconds of arriving he turned her.

Paul and Natasha were together for 30 years before Paul was killed. He was out hunting when he unconsciously crossed into another nomad territory. This angered the vampire and he killed Paul. Natasha heard the commotion, and came outside to see what it was. All she saw was the back of a person running away, and a fire with her husband’s wedding bang glowing red from the heat.


Natasha was devastated and went on a rampage. This went on for years, before the Volturi noticed. Natasha barely escaped with a warning, and a few punishments. Most of them were inflicted by Jane and Alec.

After the Volturi was done with her they suggested a fresh start in the states. Natasha took the advice and moved there. Natasha didn't want to be a monster anymore so she searched for another way. After searching for a while she found out you could feed on animals. So Natasha started practicing this way of life.

For ten years she practiced being a vegetarian. After her rampage Natasha swore never to kill another human. It took years but she did. During the first five year she slipped a few times, but she is now a full time vegetarian looking for company, looking for the Cullens.
Fears: Water, Cages, and being alone are the basics
Strengths: Natasha’s main strength is Natasha isn’t shy. She enjoys people’s company. Natasha loves to hang out with any type of vampire.
Weaknesses: Natasha’s main weakness would have to be water. Ever since her sister was attacked she is terrified of it. Another one of her major weaknesses is being locked up, she hates not being able to see the sky. One of her minor weaknesses is she trusts almost anybody, sometimes that gets her in trouble
Likes: The sun --- It is abnormal, but Natasha loves the sun.
Yes it makes her tired and glittery, but she never stopped loving the way it felt on her skin. She even sun bathes in the woods, after hunting.
The color purple --- Natasha has always liked the color purple, and on occasion she wears purple contacts.
Smell of coffee --- The smell of coffee sometimes makes her sick otherwise she loves it. It reminds her of home.
Leather--- Leather might be a cliché for vampires, but Natasha doesn’t care. She loves the way it fits her curves.
Guessing games---Natasha likes using her brain to get the correct answer.
Feeling accepted---She LOVES to belong, that’s why she doesn’t enjoying being a nomad.
Partying/Hanging out--- She loves to party and hang out, not get wasted just have a good time.
Not growing up---Like every other vampire out there sometimes she wishes she wasn’t immortal, but most of the time she loves the fact that she will never be an old hag.
Blood---Yes, every vampire loves blood, but Natasha is fascinated by the fact that humans and vampires both need it to survive.
Sun Dresses---If Natasha wasn’t wearing her favorite attire she would be wearing her second favorite, sundresses. She loves the way they are free flowing.
Pottery making--- She loves the way you can mold the clay to do what you want with it.
Painting---Natasha uses painting when her emotions are getting to strong.
Her power---Natasha has the ability to almost force her feeling upon others. Technically since she can feel things so strong it occasionally rubs off on other people.
Trombone---Natasha barely ever plays instruments, if she does it it the Trombone. She loves the way it can sound loud and obnoxious, and the smooth and quiet.
Counseling---Sometimes, Natasha likes helping others with her feelings. This is a rare occurrence, but when she is needed, Natasha helps.
Dislikes: The color pink---Even though Natasha is very girlish at times, she finds pink too girlish for her liking.
Rap---She doesn't like listening to rap, she thinks it is slightly useless.
Werewolves---She doesn't exactly dislike them, she somewhat pities them. The reason is because like her they had no choice in their fate.
Being immortal---At times Natasha hates living forever, she wished that she would’ve just die, but this is only in her depressing moments.
Her power---Natasha also dislikes her power, because not only can she not control her emotions, she can't force someone to feel a certain way.
Cages---Natasha believes she is a free spirit, and she hates being locked up.
Being a outcast---Natasha can't stand being out casted, she would rather be dead then alone.
Water---Ever since the accident with her sister, Natasha is terrified of water.
Being so trusting---Natasha easily trusts many people and that gets her in major trouble many times.
Enemies--She can't stand the fact that she might have done something to someone that caused them pain.
Domestic pets---Natasha doesn't like them, or their taste. Her beliefs are that animals belong in the wild.
Spiders and Ants---Natasha doesn't like any insect with a lot of legs. She despises the way they feel on her skin.
Hair products---She doesn't like the way they ruin her hair, or the texture it forces unto her hair. She only uses shampoo and conditioner.
Bullies for lack of a better word---She doesn’t like being judged, and occasionally loses her temper when people do.
Losing her temper---Natasha loves to always have control and she doesn't like it when she loses it.

Physical Appearance

Facial appearance:
Natasha is average height and weight of that for a vampire. She is the pretty overall average. She has wavy brown, almost black hair that ends just above her butt. She isn’t drop dead gorgeous, but she is attractive. Her skin is a light brown, and that is the cause of her parents. Her mom was an almost pale white, and her father was darker skinned.

When Natasha was human her eyes were a beautiful blue. Both her parents had stunning blue eyes and Natasha inherited them. Natasha’s eyes are place closer to the edge of her head then normal. Not enough to be noticeable, but they are differently placed than most. Her eyes are a perfect oval, except the edges that form a triangle. When Natasha was first turned her eyes where a dark purple, but the stage didn’t last long. During her first years she drank human’s blood causing her eyes to be a constant red, darkening when hungry. Because of her history she is now a vegetarian making her eyes a honey color.

Natasha has wavy brown, almost black hair that ends just above her butt. Being outside often when she was a human gave her a few natural highlights. These highlight are barely noticeably, and are a shade lighter then the rest of her hair. Natasha is constanyl wearing it down, only pulling it up for fighting, or hunting.



Clothing: Natasha knows it is cliché, but she loves leather. She enjoys the way it feels on her skin. Natasha also enjoys the way her curves protrude more. In order to fit in she only wears leather on special occasions. When she is fitting in she doesn’t wear designer clothes. She wears simple flare jeans, and a t-shirt. Along with that she never wears eye shadow, but is never caught without eyeliner.
Build: Natasha is average height and weight of that for a vampire. She is the pretty overall average. Average meaning that she is 5’5”, along with weighing roughly 125. Natasha has appropriate curves for a girl. Her breasts aren’t enormous, and they aren’t invisible either. Her bottom is the same, looking only slightly less then average. Basically her body shape is an hourglass with a slightly tinier bottom.
Marks/scars: No
Species appearance: Same
Powers: Natasha has the ability to make people feel what she feels. One of Patrick's great ancestors had the ability to change peoples feelings, and over the years it became deluded, now any living thing feels what Natasha feels. She doesn't actually control what others feel she can just, depending on what she is feeling, increase her feeling in others. For example is she is very happy, everyone around her feels more happy.

Player Behind the Screen

Your name: Shy anne
Age: 14
How long have you been roleplaying?:
How did you find us?: CAUTION 2.0
Codeword:

Time to Show Off!

Roleplay sample:

Three weeks ago there was a nuclear bomb. Natasha's family lived far enough to not get killed, but not far enough not to get affected. When the aliens arrived they brought a weird virus that made people get shocked when they touched Natasha. When the bomb went off it intensified and that's why Natasha had been practicing. She was finally able to turn it on-and-off, but that was about it. Basically she shocked people when she touched them. That was her "power".

Natasha woke up, still soaked in sweat, and aching all over. Ever since the bomb explosion, her parents were pushing her to train. The explosion caused her to be able to shock someone just by touching, and Natasha hated it. For some reason, everyone thought she was the answer to everyone’s question. She was said to be the one who destroyed the alien race all together. However, Natasha knew this wasn’t true, and she wasn’t just being modest. Oh no, she knew for a fact that no matter what ‘training’ she had would fix anything.

Everyone thought so much of her, but she could feel she wasn’t the ‘one’. Something big was happening soon, but Natasha didn’t care. She was still a teenager, an old one at that, but still a teenager.

Trying to get her mind off of everything she decided to go down to the bar. When she arrived at it, it felt packed, Good, the more the better she thought wickedly. Her plan was to hide from her family. She had been planning to run away, and she felt like this was the perfect time, and place for it.

The only problem with her plan was that she had nowhere to go. She was from the good part of town, and was able to steal some money from her parent’s secret safe box. Honestly, Natasha was surprised that she was the first one to rob it. The hiding place was ridiculously easy to find. Her parents even kept a map to it.
Well if I didn’t, someone else would’ve she told her self trying not to think about the past. She strode up to the bar acting like she owned the place, when truthfully she was so out of place her. In order for not to be recognized by any family or friends, she snuck of to the bad side of town.
Her parents were always telling her stories about how bad it is, and how it was the alien’s scum side of the town. She never did enjoy calling them that. To her it wasn’t the 'scum’s' fault who their parents were, but her parents never told her the real name of the offspring of the aliens and humans.

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