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added this to her bio. pretty important to know.
When Champagne was changed into a vampire by her Sire she was warned that the vampire gene would affect her by only allowing her to live for 100 centuries before she would die. thusly, she is not immortal.
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BEAUTY AND THE BEAST (1946)
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the glass poured scotch into a fine gentlemen's glass, and champagne flourished with delight and dignity. she loved ballroom parties, especially those that relished in excellence and glamour. her heart simply soared as she was cascaded across the floor. her feet picking up pace to the slow violins that played a song of romance and love. the air seemed to hum as each vampire turned to the next. offering their hand out to dance. she was the Lady of West Avenue and she enjoyed surprising her guests with explicit dances where they could enjoy a valuable time with their neighbors.
" isn't it magical , ami ? " she asked. turning to a new face. her smile reaching from head to toe, " I've never seen a ball so accustomed to leisurely activities in all my centuries ! si beau !" she practically beamed.
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the exterior of West Avenue was filled with rare collections of furs, satins and sheets that needed to find themselves with a better maison. one suitable for their larger quantity. it was moving day and alot of fledging vampires had found themselves needing a different estate to move into after a large amount of bills piled up on their plateaux. the elegant dame de la maison complimented her handiwork. having cleared out a larger section of her guests room. one full of antique clocks and glass chandeliers. she carried herself with ease , gliding along the wooden mahogany floorboards that displayed pink fluff. she scattered her employees along the room , resting her hips on her corseted waist. she grabbed the nearest diamond encrusted ruby ornamented lamp and placed it in a brown moving box.
" be careful with this lampe ! it's full of thoughtful memories ! " she voiced. her voice echoing off the banister and down into her kitchen exterior. her vintage flowers were placed half-hazardly as she found herself resting against a love chair. accustomed to the harsh summer heat and dried out by the hot summer sun. she didn't have much to keep the sun off her pale skin so she began to fan herself. her rouge eyes turning towards the newest member of her foyer. her mind centered around the prim and proper placement of her 茅l茅gante plants. ordering the repair men to stop what they were doing to move her plants in various positions from the comfort of the causeuse. she waited until they were perfect before she addressed her guests.
" I've discovered my latest hobby ! " she started in, " self - discovering why i have placed so many new vampires in my home. " though truthfully , she knew she did it out of love. she smiled.
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AUDREY HEPBURN Love in the Afternoon, 1957
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described as wearing more perfume than clothing,
on Marchesa Luisa Casati, Infinite Variety by Michael Orlando Yaccarino & Scott D. Ryersson
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KIM NOVAK聽as Judy Barton/Madeleine Elster;
VERTIGO聽(1958);
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in the early morning of spring lady champagne dupliessis was given a choice between both her young children miss bunny dupliessis and william dupliessis. she was called forth into the room by her brash daughter as she quickly explained her reasons for needing her mother.
it was apparent that the youths had tossed out a couple inventions that they had created. a small stuffed bear with a rosy expression. it's cheeks softened by plush. it was wearily holding onto a ruby collar and it had much more expensive tastes then most stuffed toys.
her silent boy spoke with abstract ideas instead of words. his mouth forming a thin line as he explained that he wished to play with the teddy bear. formally called rosy. though named something different from the boy.
he held out his hand and used sign language to justify why Mr Bears was going to be better played with by him then his sister. he argued thoroughly. pointing out the dire consequences of playing too long with the toy to his dullish sister.
" you both shall have turns ! mes bonbons ! " motherly hands reached for the toy before settling it into her son's arms. her fingers sneaking through his pale locks. he quietly asked her not to touch him before beginning his playtime with Mr Bears.
during her time raising the two she discovered that they both needed attention differently, but to really give attention meant sacrificing something for both and as she noticed their habits shared between them she grew fonder for motherhood.
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here's Nadja: @sheantipaxos
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remaking my Nadja account from ( what we do in the shadows ) since I re-watched the show and I miss her. I'll add the link to her account once it's made!!
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Moonlit Dreams by Gabriel Ferrier (1874)
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Edward Robert Hughes
British, 1851-1914
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