Intake Papers -Females

                                        

                                              
"God I hate this! You just don't understand!" Ebony slammed her door shut in her father's face, tears streaming down her cheeks. She flung herself onto her bed, the bright yellow and ugly top comforter hugging her.
                              
The door to the bedroom flew open, ripped off the hinges, a massive crack tearing through it. Inside Ebony's bedroom it was a crayola wonderland. Her bed was yellow in a psychotic sunshine shade, her walls a primary blue and a carpet in marachino cherry red. Ebony herself was wearing a bright purple blouse and a cute little black pencil skirt. Her father was wearing a rugged black leather jacket, looking impossible young himself. His hair is wildly touseled, clothing rugged and motorcycle sexy.
                              
"That's it Ebony! I am sick and tired of this acting out, of all this disrespect. Are you trying to kill yourself? Is that it? Do you hate what we are so much you want to die? Because I'll do it little girl. I made you, I can take you out and make another one just like you!" he threatened, fangs flashing in his anger.
                              
"You wouldn't dare!" Ebony hissed, tears streaking her careful masquera down her cheeks. "Mother wouldn't let you."
                              
"Ebony, this is my houseshold and I will do what is necessary to protect this family!" he grabs Ebony's wrist and pulls her off the bed, jerking her along behind him as he storms through their house. Despite Ebony's enthusiastically colourful room, the rest of the house is gothic dark, almost overwhelmingly bleek appearing. Ebony's father pulls her passed a teary eyed woman who was as devastatingly beautiful as Ebony's father was handsome. Her tears were tinted pink and as she sobbed, dainty fangs showed.
                              
"M-m-my baby!" Ebony's mother wailed.
                              
"I'm not going to kill her Noir, but she's going to that d***ed camp and that's final!" Ebony's father stated, pulling Ebony out the front door while she kicked and screamed, trying to break free.
                              
Casefile
                              
Name: Ebony Bloodmoon
                              
Classification: vampire 2nd generation
                              
Notes of Interest: rebels against traditional culture. obession with pyrotechnics and flammables. Possible suicide attempts.
                              
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"Luna? You ready to go sweetie?" Luna's mother opened the door and peeked in, seeing her daughter sitting wrapped up in her comforter, tears streaming down her cheeks, a lost look on her face.
                              
"I don't wanna go." Luna's voice is soft, a whine in her words.
                              
"Oh kitten, you have to go. We've tried everything else!" Luna's mother sits down next to her and hugs her around the blanket.
                              
"I'll try harder I really will!" Luna sniffled, the whiskers on her face trembling with her emotions. Her large cat ears drooped with her saddness.
                              
"Luna, it isn't working and you know it. Now it's time we stick our chins up and proudly go forward to tackle our obstacles." her mother chided, pulling the blanket away. Luna uncurled from the bed, her spotted jaguar tail listlessly following behind.
                              
"I swear I thought I was getting better mama." Luna pleaded.
                              
"Don't make this harder for me kitten, you ate Mrs. Whitler. You need to get things between you and your jaguar settled once and for all. And you need to learn to eat." Luna's mother sounded worried.
                              
Luna's ears and tail droop even lower. "I didn't mean to..." her voice is soft, whiskers trembling again in her emotional distress.
                              
"Oh kitten, I know. But your sick and these people can help you. I'm not able to help you on my own sweetie." Luna's mom hugged her close again.
                              
"So to Camp Darkness then?" Luna asked, voice sad.
                              
"To Camp Darkness kitten." Luna's mom nodded.
                              
Casefile
                              
Name: Luna Swiftfang
                              
Classification: inherited lycanthropy. 
                              
Notes of Interest: Father pure lycanthrope, mother human. Genetic display of lycanthropy permanent, no complete shift even with full moon. Bulemic and anorexic tendancies while human mind dominant. When animal mind domiant, violent and dangerous. Has already killed 2 innocent humans.
                              
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"Trinity come on! If you want to make it there on time we need to go now!" Trinity's mother yelled up the stairs.
                              
"I'm coming! Sorry, just had to find my Prada. Can't start the shopping spree right if I don't have my necessities!" Trinity came down the stairs, fashionably dressed. She had on expensive shoes, jeggings and a peasant top that accented her generous curves.
                              
"Absolutely right my darling! Now we need to go." Trinity's mom smiled, eyes briefly flashing over with a golden glow. "Watch the Redman, he is not what he seems. When the King's Rook comes, know that the time to seek higher ground has arrived." Trinity's mom blinked, looking dazed and ran a hand over her eyes.
                              
"Mom, you ok?" Trinity asked, frowning softly.
                              
"What? Oh yes darling, I'm fine. Just another Oracle. What did I say this time?" Trinity's mother asked.
                              
"Your typical nonsense mom. Something about a red man and chess. It's alright, there were no names so I don't think it's important." Trinity hooked arms with her mother.
                              
"Oh, well I'm just glad it was an Oracle and not full Telling." Trinity's mom laughed.
                              
"Or worse yet, a prohecy!" Trinity laughed with her mother, dark hair thrown back in mirth.
                              
"Are you two off then?" Trinity's dad asks, sticking his head out from a door. His hair is frazzled and there is a medical face sheild pushed up, out of the way.
                              
"Yeah mom's taking me to this big warehouse sale!" Trinity exclaimed, hugging her father.
                              
"Sale? I thought..." Trinity's father trailed off, seeing his wife rapidly shake her head 'no'. Trinity didn't see it, too busy hugging her father. "Oh, well I'm glad I caught you before you headed off. I love you Trinity, and I am so proud of you." he hugged her tight.
                              
"Ah... ok dad. Maybe you should leave the alchemy alone for a while, I think the fumes are getting to you. We're just going shopping, dad, it's not like you won't see me at dinner tonight. Jeez, I really am starting to wonder about you two sometimes." Trinity teased lovingly.
                              
"What can I say? I miss my favourite girl when she's gone." Trinity's dad said, face sad while she looked away.
                              
"We really need to get going now. Schedule to keep!" Trinity's mom cajoled their daughter out the door.
                              
Casefile
                              
Name: Trinity Scrollson
                              
Classification: Witch
                              
Notes of Interest: addicted to black magic. wild mood swings when using and violent outbursts when detoxing. Manipulative.
                              
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A/N: Think of this as part 1 and the next chapter part 2.The rest is real 온라인카지노게임 after these two, I promise.