River is a handful. Plain and simple. Born in 1948, turned in 1969, the trouble maker remains – forever 21. Addicted to sex, drugs, and rock n’ roll as a human… well not much has changed in her undead life. Except that she did learn the hard way that acid does not have the same effect on Vampires. So now, River is addicted to Fairy blood, sex and well… rock n’ roll. She has major parental issues. When she was Human her parents didn’t care or notice that she left, not mention didn’t bother looking for her. This has always been a big issue for River and because of it, she was a problem child to her maker Mina Dahlia from the very beginning. This sexually driven mouthy bitch has been on her own for the past 35 years but decided that now it’s time to pay mommy dearest a visit.
As a human, River had lots of friends. Some were spiritual guiders, some were random friendships that lasted for not very long, but most of her friends were Rock Stars. River was a groupie from the time she ran away from home and settled in San Francisco at the tender age of 16. When you are on as much drugs as River was on, it really was hard to tell who your friends were. Now as a vampire, she is not friendly in the least, unless you have something she wants that is. But mostly, she’s just a whiney bitch which doesn’t attract a lot of long lasting friends.
Who isn’t an enemy of River. She offends most people she meets because of her loudmouth rudeness. But the girl isn’t the brightest and generally doesn’t even know she’s being a bitch half the time. Yet still, she collects quite the enemies simply because she rubs people the wrong way. If you ever were to ask River who her enemies were though? She probably couldn’t even list you one. She dislikes a lot of people, is jealous of some, craves attention and goes about it in the wrong way with others, but hate? Never. River has no reason to hate anyone… yet.
Love is a funny thing. River could never understand it. She associated love with sex and being a hippy in the 60’s, well… love was free. She has slept with a countless amount of males and females of many species and races. River loves sex. The disturbing thing is, her demise was met through sex. She has only said no to one person in her life, a random stranger who followed her into the forest during Woodstock. If she would have just given in and not screamed, maybe she would still be alive now… old and grey. She was on a lot of acid at the time which was lucky for her, she barely remembers the incident, only what her maker has told her that she witnessed. River has blocked off her heart to anyone. Who knows if she will ever fall in love, but one thing is for sure – she is loving falling in lust.