<p style="text-align: center;">I N T R O D U C T I O N</p>
Hello friends x I am Chantelle! I am a British gamer girl and 5+ year roleplayer! I am new to SL roleplay however, I am no stranger to RP. I have roleplayed on forums and other clients with lots of experiences to my name. I am very excited to join you all in this RP and hope to meet everyone both OOC/IC. I have LOTS of fantastic plans for this character and hope you will all enjoy what I bring. Ta x.

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<p style="text-align: center;">A L E X A N D R A    E U D O X I A    M O R R I S O N</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">The Bloody Majesty.</p>
<p style="text-align: right;">Prologue.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">When Alex was a little girl... She always dreamed of living in giant castles with a court full of loyal subjects dressed like a princess. Pretending to rule over subjects as she knighted her most loyal and courageous men whilst they bowed before her feet. Her imagination was fit for any young English girl to relieve the glory days. But of course - those were all only dreams. She'd command her toy soldiers into battle, strategically placing her archers to lay death upon the French knights at the Battle of Agincourt. The four year old Alexandra was certainly ambitious... Even amoung her parents, teachers and peers.</p>
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<p style="text-align: left;">Alex grew up in Southern England. A small isolated cottage in Somerset with her parents and siblings and a hand full of locals. She'd often be seen chasing butterflies through the rolling foothills or playing alone on the swing set. She was certainly known to be strange. Her family were farmers who made a decent living, but struggled in many ways more then one. An unstable marriage, too many mouths to feed, and crippling taxes on goods and land. A realization as Alexandra got older that she was no Princess in a royal court - but the subjects to a Monarchy she desperately aspired to be.</p>
<p style="text-align: right;">Desires in the Dark.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">At the age of twelve, her family finally decided to give up the farm. It was time to move on - away from the struggling seasons, hard work and high taxes. Her father, desperate to fix his marriage - attempted something different. A beautiful new home by the beach in Brighton purchased after selling the farm. Alexandra would spend the rest of her childhood here, attending school with her classmates and siblings - making friends. She moved on from the fantasies in her head and hopes to wear a crown for a more realistic life. She enjoyed a teenaged life - partying, drinking, sex, drugs and sneaking out with boys.</p>
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<p style="text-align: left;">A rebellious Alexandra certainly did not help her father's situation to hold his family together. He was getting old - having had children later in his life. His mother was still young with her father beginning to wonder her true motives. It wouldn't be long after Alexandra entered her final year of school when her father would mysteriously pass away. A line of black cars and crows would flock the local cemetery blanketed by a weeping willow. Police determined the death to be suicide. Alexandra's heart would be buried with him.</p>
<p style="text-align: right;">From Riches to Rags.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">With her mother now in charge of the family, it would not be long until changes began to be made. She met a new man from the United States who was touring the UK... The same time her father passed away. Alex would be introduced to a Roger Stevens - a man from the deep south with an accent that clearly resembled it. The pleasantries were made following the usual British routine for guests - tea and enough food to stuff the man dead with beer to wash it all down for him. He seemed like his intentions were pure - her other siblings seemed to like him. Alexandra was skeptical.</p>
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<p style="text-align: left;">After Alex graduated from school and siblings left off to university, her mother decided to go to America with Roger. Alexandra saw no other choice but to join her with him to Louisiana. A place she never saw herself ever moving to. However, here she was - not in New York City lights - but the wretched swamps of the deep south full of urban legends. She earned her Master's Degree at Medical School on her way to earning her Doctorate to become a Medical Practitioner.</p>
<p style="text-align: right;">Rebirth.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Today, she has taken the bold steps forward moving out from the comfort of her mother's arms. Throughout her life chasing butterflies - Alexandra always had other ideas. Not be a Princess, but become a Queen. To own a palace with a court. Her dreams became her twisted desires.. Her dark secrets would remain tucked in the shadows screaming for release.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Hathian. A cursed city experiencing corruption, economic decline, poverty and negative growth would be the location Alex would choose to move. Alexandra always loved living in the gray - the fog back in England would follow her here. To become a doctor by day to help those in need - and a bloody Queen screaming internally for revenge against a government who brings pain to it's people by night. Alex was no hidden diamond under the sand - but a jeweled crown full of blood. Her mind twisted by a degree of insanity - chasing butterflies that never existed. Perhaps she will follow the butterflies down a path to which there will be no return. Perhaps she will build a castle - own a royal court - a Hathian army full of loyal subjects. If she's lucky - and daring enough to draw blood. Long may she reign...</p>