Post by Trinity d'Vistato Armone on Sept 29, 2011 18:57:00 GMT -5
Character Played By: Vicki Zhao
Name: Trinity d`Vistato Armone
Title: Duchesse
Age: Trinity is about twenty-nine years of age.
Race (Lineage Origin): Ch'n and d'Angeline
Gender: Trinity is Hermaphroditic, her body is astoundingly female looking in appearance, however what’s going on beneath the groin is something a little different. She is a rare case of androgen insensitivity disorder, where the body didn’t produce enough hormones to fully develop between a female and male. Though she has working female genitalia, she lacks actual ovaries, a uterus and her clitoris has grown into a penile structure instead, with the lack of testicles and ovaries, Trinity is infertile as well. This also means Trinity can feel both forms of human pleasure.
Height: 5.11
Home Province/Country: Siovale
Appearance:
Trinity is an astoundingly beautiful result of her genetic mix, though rather tall for a female appearance, which may hint to her odd genetic complexities, Trinity’s body retains a curved and stunningly goddess-like structure. Physically, her face is a mix between strong and subtly curved, a noticeable almond twist to her eyes, which are actually rather large and bearing a black beady stare. Her lips are small, and contain a doll-like pink in contrast with her usual pale and soft-colored skin. Her hair is black, and as a tradition of her family is to have long hair for the females, the hair falls right above her thighs, enough to even drag and slash it with its length, where curling it between an ornamental hair pin to ensure its safety. Her eyes are usually rarely ever seen, because her hair has trimmed bangs that barely reside over her eyes, making it quite hard to get a look at the woman if you’re trying too. Adding a soft rounded nose to this woman, makes her height and face seem almost contradictory, but it instead creates a gentle balance that tends to gain her a lot of attraction.
When it comes to clothing, Trinity is somewhat grimly flamboyant. Pertaining to clothing that is almost a mix of Victorian-esque dresses and gowns, combined with an oriental silk and fashion that makes her dressing seem rather unique. Due to her commonly changing attire, I can’t fully explain her clothing on a greater basis, but she does wear many different dressing and robes, usually of darker colors like blacks and whites. She also seems to keep her nails painted.
Personality:
Trinity is not exactly the nicest person to be around. She is dark, quiet and in some ways, lacks a bit of sympathy for people she may meet. Her exterior is cold, powerful even and in many ways dominative; however, despite this, the woman is actually rather submissive towards others, to some other extents one could say. Preferring loneliness, she is somewhat social inept, and her blunt and overall uncaring nature can make some a little annoyed with her rather quick. Luckily however, she is humorous and getting past her cruel nature is actually somewhat entertaining. Trinity is also extremely intelligent, spending most of her younger days training for her noble upbringing by reading and attaining knowledge, if an answer is required it wouldn’t be surprising if she was sought out for it. When Trinity actually does get to know someone, her cold nature wilts, definitely becoming somewhat warmer, and she will be much more kinder, this doesn’t take long either, due to her loneliness she grows to accept people, no matter how odd or strange they may be- and well she knows for a fact she’s rather odd and strange herself.
To a lover, Trinity is submissive and seems to act as if though she’s hopeless, with a good push she can definitely bring herself into a more romantic situation- and thanks to her apparent masochism, is fond of being put in her place if she goes too far. She loves to cater when asked, or in many ways be used- yet, in some very rare cases her powerful nature can come forth as her nobility deems and can be rather demanding of another.
History:
Trinity was born under the esteemed Kalos De Vistato and Ellissa Armone, her mother generally having trouble producing the young needed to continue their lineage. Upon Trinity’s birth, it was it wasn’t hard to realize that their child was something strange. As she grew it only became more apparent that Trinity wasn’t just a young girl, but also a young boy. But, her mother, tired of losing so much of her kin, clung to her odd daughter without resistance. Her father having a soft passionate outlook over his growing family. Trinity grew as a thinker, she commonly could be found in libraries or playing chess with elders and speaking of things that came and went. In her teenage years, her father passed away of old age. Leaving her mother in the throne, Trinity slowly realized her time as a leader was rearing its ugly head around the corner. But she came at it with a headstrong attitude.
Over the years, her mother passed away, Trinity was about twenty-one when it happened; she promised her she would keep her family going as far as possible. However this way of thinking slowly vanished, Trinity refused to light her candle as the stresses of being a Duchesse fell upon. However, little does she know her hermaphroditic body can’t produce young. It wasn’t until she was invited to small festival, that she stumbled upon an orphaned child in the street. Slowly, but surely, seeing more and more. The first she found was a young girl name Olivia, which she took home with her to the Castle estate. Among the children, Trinity hated to say that Olivia was definitely her favorite. The two shared the same interest, the same passions. For her, Olivia was more than an orphan in the street… she was like a daughter to her. Though all the other orphans were trained to be servants, Olivia, was trained to be an heir.
But, it was a sad ending for these two. For Olivia was terminal, Trinity could see it, the young girl’s coughs, her constant passing out and weakened body. Trinity exhausted everything, night and day, she searched for a cure; until her eyes were dark with exhaustion- even delving into the darkest of places to do so. But as Olivia turned sixteen, she was bedridden and barely able to speak. It wasn’t long before the only person Trinity ever cared for died off… This left her heartbroken, destroyed. She felt she failed Olivia in so many ways, as her leader, as her teacher, and as her mother. The hatred for herself became a poison, a dark depression that slowly made Trinity recede into the darkest depths of her castle. Rarely ever heard from, even to her people, as her only way of staying connected, she sends Servants to gather orphaned children, and train them at her estate.