VALTERRA, TRINITY

[Trinity Valterra]

Trinity Valterra was not born Trinity Valterra. No, she was born Trixie Ursa Valterra. Her mother gave her that name as she held little Trixie in her arms. No, that's a lie. She was pushed aside, to her father's arms with a brusque, ”Get her away from me, I want to see Liam.” Her father brushed her temple with his forefinger and held her close, whispering the name, “Trixie” next to her ear. That was the only time Katerine ever held her daughter in her arms.

Trinity was born just minutes after little Liam Valterra, the pride and joy of the family. They were born on August fifteenth, and from the beginning they were different. Where Trinity had black hair and blue eyes, her brother was blonde and green-eyed, just like his father. He was tall, even for a child, and Trinity was always the runt of the family, even when their younger sister Violet was born two years later. At age two, Violet was bigger than Trinity, and more playful. Most thought Violet and Liam were the twins. She was a strong, blonde-haired, green-eyed child as well. From a young age Trinity felt left out... except where her father was concerned. She was always the apple of his eye. He would pick her up and twirl her around when he got home from work, and he'd give her an extra treat at dinner(mostly because Kat would refuse to give her any). Her father, Kenneth, could never figure out Katerine's disdain for the child, but he always tried to make her smile and laugh. They often fought about it, in fact.

Katerine's hatred would be the whole family's undoing. One night, when the twins were about eight, her anger was explosive. She attacked Kenneth(verbally, of course, he was a built guy), going on and on about something stupid; he didn't buy Liam a fancy sword. Instead he gave Liam an old hand-me-down, one of his own, and Liam loved it dearly. Katerine, however, did not. She despised worn out things and believed Liam deserved all the best. This time, Kenneth refused to allow her to overpower him. That sword had been passed down for generations, and Kenneth himself had used it in the war. It was a right of passage for Liam, and in her anger Katerine stole into the night with a sleeping Liam in her arms. They rode far on a great black gelding and spent most of the night running. Kenneth followed, leaving Violet with Trixie, and promised to be back with Liam by morning. He didn't say anything about Katerine. That night Trixie cried. Even though there was obvious favoritism with their mother, Trix loved Liam with all of her heart. He was sweet, bright, optimistic, and so fun to be around. He was always there to lend her a helping hand, and he loved playing gods and sinners with him. He would offer to play the sinner so she could be the god of death every once in a while. He even made her a pretend Toby, with big bulgy apple eyes.

Trixie had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach that night, but she was a child. She did not know what to do. She didn't know what to say to little Violet, but she tried to comfort her. Vy and Trixie weren't as close as sisters could be, but they were family and to Trixie that's all that mattered. They huddled together all night, and eventually Violet fell asleep. Not Trixie. In the forests surrounding their home, Kenneth raced after Katerine on a borrowed horse, and almost caught up to her. Except, something found them first. A Manticore, large and hideous, screeched in the night and Kenneth couldn't move fast enough. Katerine's scream echoed throughout the forest. Kenneth found the gelding, bloodied haunches with deep grooves in most of its body. Kenneth jumped off of his horse and pulled out his sword, searching the ground. He found his family hiding beneath the roots of a particularly large oak. Liam was safe and unharmed, but Katerine's left side was covered head to waist with three deep gouges. She was unconscious and bleeding. He wasn't even sure if she was alive. Then the screech came again, right behind Kenneth. Before he could turn around Kenneth heard a childish shout. A look of sheer horror dawned on his face.

Kenneth whipped around to see Liam charging at the beast with his overly-large, worn out sword. He didn't stand a chance. With one last sound, the Manticore reared up and shot down with his large tail. The stinger hit Liam in the center of the chest and threw him back, or tried to. The creature caught it in his paws and began to tear into him with his teeth. Kenneth screamed in horror and ran forward, tearing into the creature's abdomen. The creature screeched and whipped his tail down, smacking Kenneth across the chest. Then it dropped Liam and rounded on Kenneth. He was just barely standing up when the manticore's claws dug into his shoulder and pinned him underneath its weight. Liam was gurgling, or what was left of him, and Kenneth, with the last of his strength, shoved his sword deep into the creature's chest. The frightening man-creature screamed and began to spew blood. Kenneth was trapped underneath it, and as his vision faded he turned to Liam's lifeless shell. Tears were streaming down his face, but he could do nothing. One last breath wheezed itself out and he lived no more.

Katerine saw everything. Well, what she could see from her right eye, the unharmed one. The other was hanging out of its socket. She stood, staring for the longest minute of her life before she slowly walked over to Liam's leftovers. Dropping to her knees, she cried for hours, screaming and cursing. The village people heard much of this in the night, and after no one came back that morning they sent out a search party, dragging the woman back to her home, Liam in tow. She had children to take care of, they said. She had to be there for her daughters. Except, she wasn't. She was barely alive. She didn't regret losing Kenneth. In fact, she blamed him. The bitch. Trixie watched her mother's torn up body, haphazardly sown together, carried thrashing up the steps and as she was restrained when the woman began to shout obscenities at her children and tried to attack them. Days went on like this.

Violet wasn't the same. She was no longer happy, bright, or smiling. This killed Trixie more than anything. She was so young, so open to the world, and all she could do was suffer. She decided to become the strong one of the family. She began to take care of Vy, telling her silly stories and dancing like an eight year old did. One day, Violet laughed. Trixie was telling her about when she climbed a tree to pick a pretty flower and found out it was a big bird that scared her and almost fell from the tree. Then, the pretty birdie carried her down to the ground and cawed in her face before flying off. ”Sissy, would you tell me a story about Liam?” That was the first time Violet had spoken his name since he died. Taken aback, Trixie couldn't help but start to tell her of the time Liam picked her up off of the ground when she skinned her knee. Then she got into other stories, many stories, of the twin brother she loved so much and missed with all of her heart.

That turned out to be the biggest mistake of her life. That night Violet began to smile and laugh at the dinner table. Katerine was still silent, barely even eating. Trixie had to make dinner. The only words that ever left Kat's mouth were, “why can't you cook something edible?” This night Violet looked over at Trixie and said, “Remember when you and Liam played gods and sinners and Liam was a silly girl that accidentally stole a necklace?” Sadly, this brought Kat out of her stupor. Her head whipped around and, very quietly, asked her who told her that story. Vy, being a young child and not realizing her mistake, told her brightly that big sissy Trixie told her. Katerine stood up slowly, to her full height, and slapped Trixie across the face. ”Don't youever talk about him again, you revolting excuse of a child! You will never be good enough to be my daughter!” Then she was beaten within an inch of her life. From that moment on, Trixie was a silent child. She never spoke to her mother more than she had to, and gave Violet the cold shoulder until bed time. This time, she made Violet promise not to tell mommy what they talk about in bed.

Now 18, Trixie Ursa Valterra was living on her own. She changed her name to Trinity – it was too sad to remember who gave her the name – and had attempted to pull Violet from the evil mother that beat both of them often. She was still small, about the height of 5'2”. She was reckless, blunt, and she didn't care about her own life at all. She always fought against her mother, doing the exact opposite, and when Trinity was a young child she was told never to touch Liam's sword, which now that Liam was dead was the most important thing to Kat.

When she moved out, Trin stole the sword. She'd been practicing with it late at night, along with other weapons. She was now deadly in every sense of the word, regardless of her size. She often puts on a facade, pretending to be a simple-minded thing with no will of her own. She wears less-than-appropriate outfits often, and her heels are always at least 6” high(can't help it when you're a midget!). She's a broken child, but she fights for her family, and someday she'll get her sister back.

FACE CLAIM :: NOT BLONDE
ALIAS :: Tigger-Taygirl-TayTay-Tay
EXPERIENCE :: Since this morning! ^-^ OH you mean originally? Psh like I can remember what I had for breakfast, much less a specific date!
CHARACTERS :: Delmara Corrinna Zarya et Morti
HOW YOU FOUND US :: Hmm, I believe Morti's sexiness directed moi.
HOW ARE YOU DOING? ADMIN GOT HERE FIRST.

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HEAVEN IS WRAPPED IN CHAINS ©

[LADY EMMALINE ©]

Tay, there wasn't enough violence in your app. ... Seriously. You wet my appetite with that hanging eyeball and the manticore battle. This whole application is beautiful, though. I'm so happy you've come back with another character, and I'm glad that you've found a way to shape a human that (I'm assuming) you're happy with. Go ahead and throw Trin into some plots! Also, don't forget Ellie and I are here in the event that questions or concerns arise.