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 Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 9:03 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 9:04 am
Girl 1 RosemarieLeeCross
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"One of the toughest parts in life is deciding when to give up, and when to try harder.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Ʈɦɛ Ɓȧʂɩƈʂ Ƴoʋ ʛoʈʈȧ Ƙɳoɷ So, you want to know the basic details that make me who I am? Well, here's some facts. The name on that little piece of paper we all call a birth certificate shows that my name is Rosemarie Cross, but you can call me Rose. It also shows that I was born on December 12th, these many years ago 19.
What you'll first see upon looking at me, is a number of things that I think are worth mentioning. My hair is a nice medium colored brown. My eyes are the color of a light jade green. And last but not least, I am 5'11" tall.
Oh, yeah, did I forget to mention that I was a Human? Ha, sorry about that! Ŵɧaʈ Ƿȩƒĺŋȩ'ʂ ɱȩ I often act like:
I'm a pretty nice and caring person, but if you get on my bad side I can be a bit of a smart a**. I'm very outgoing and ready to do anything and everything, no matter how stupid it might be. If it sounds like fun, I'm in. I'm very protective of my family and friends so you better leave them alone. I'm a pretty tough girl, but I have my weak moments too and those are the times when I want to be left alone.
The marks I bare and the things I wear:
I have a small tattoo of a butterfly on the inside of my wrist, and I always wear a locket around my neck that contains a picture of my mother and my father. It's a way for me to always keep my father with me where ever I go.
The things that I can do that will make your jaw drop:
I can sing fairly well, but no one knows except my mom and grandfather. So, don't tell anyone! ƓōƖƞǥ Ǻ ŁƖƫƫƖɛ Ɗɛɛƥɛŗ Over my lifetime I've seen a number of things, to sumarize it a bit for you, here it goes:
Rose was born to two wonderful, loving parents who lived out in the country at the time. Never wanting another kid, Rose was an only child. When she turned eight years old, Rose's mother was in the kitchen preparing the dinner for the Thanksgiving meal. Rose was also in the kitchen helping as much as any eight year old could, she was excited because they were going to have lots of people over. The phone rang and Rose didn't think much of it till she heard her mother start crying at what was being said. She remembered asking her mother what was wrong and she gently and quietly told her that her father had died in a car accident. Rose cried a little bit, but her main point of greaving was that she didn't speak for a year. Taken to a therapist every two weeks to help her cope, in the end the therapist told her mother to get her a pet. She said sometimes they'll talk to animals when they won't talk to people. Her mother did as the woman said and bought Rosie a puppy. He was a Siberian Husky and she named him Ace. Rose would talk to the dog occasionally and then she finally started speaking normally after a month or two.
After Rose started speaking again, they moved into the city so Rose would be closer to the school. Rose's mother never re-married and as far as Rose know's she's only ever been on one date. Her mother works at the hospital in town, often working long shifts so she can pay for Rose's college fee's when she goes next year. During the time that Rose wouldn't speak, she was held back in school a grade. When she turned fourteen, she had gotten good enough grades to be able to skip one grade and get back on track. In 5th grade she met the two sisters and have been friends with them ever since then. Rose graduated from High School last year and plans to go to college in the spring. Never has she expected that her plans would be ruined by someone kidnapping her and her friends.
The things I can't get enough of:
♥ Reading
♥ Music / Her dog Ace
♥ The Woods
♥ Having Fun
The things you better keep away from me:
✕ Grape Flavored Candy
✕ Snakes
✕ Rude People
✕ People who try to hurt my friends Ɓɛɧȋɳȡ Ʈɧɛ Cʋɾɫȋǻɳ
I play the character:
Girl 1
The person who pulls these strings:
GracefulVampireGirl
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 4:39 pm
Girl 2 AnyaLeylaBenson
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"While the big things in life overwhelm us, the little things bring sunshine in our lives." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Ʈɦɛ Ɓȧʂɩƈʂ Ƴoʋ ʛoʈʈȧ Ƙɳoɷ So, you want to know the basic details that make me who I am? Well, here's some facts. The name on that little piece of paper we all call a birth certificate shows that my name is Anya Benson, but you can call me Anya. It also shows that I was born on June 17th, these many years ago 18.
What you'll first see upon looking at me, is a number of things that I think are worth mentioning. My hair is a light blonde with brown highlights. My eyes are the color Green. And last but not least, I am 5'1 tall.
Oh, yeah, did I forget to mention that I was a Human? Ha, sorry about that! Ŵɧaʈ Ƿȩƒĺŋȩ'ʂ ɱȩ I often act like:
I am a motherly like figure over my friends and little sister. I am sarcastic andf blunt most of the time. Others say I'm funny and sweet. I stand up for what I believe in. If you get on my bad side, watch out. I will definately not back down.
The marks I bare and the things I wear:
I have a heart with wings on my lower back. Also, my upper right ear cartilage is pierced as well as both ear lobes double pierced. My nose and bellybutton are also pierced
The things that I can do that will make your jaw drop:
I love to dance. Colleges have scouted me for their dance program. I am extremely flexible seeing as I've been dancing all my life. ƓōƖƞǥ Ǻ ŁƖƫƫƖɛ Ɗɛɛƥɛŗ Over my lifetime I've seen a number of things, to summarize it a bit for you, here it goes:
Anya's mother and father are both surgeons in the local hospital. They usually are on the night shifts meaning she doesn't get to see them as much as she would want to. After feeling guilty, Anya's mother sent her to a dance studio where she took up dance her entire life. Being an only child, Anya was spoiled and got everything she wanted. When she was two, her mother and father came home with a new child. She had a sister. They both were extremly spoiled and Phantom doesn't say much about her past. Even though they aren't blood related, Anya loves Phantom deeply and would do anything to make sure she was safe. Growing older, Anya saw the bad side of this and refused to accept anything. Besides loving to dance, Anya also loves to cook. Anya was being scouted by many colleges for college but no one ever knew what the future could bring. Especially when her, her sister, and friend all are kidnapped.
The things I can't get enough of:
♥ Dancing
♥ The color Purple
♥ Music
♥ Partying
The things you better keep away from me:
✕ Sickness
✕ Snobs
✕ Creepy bugs
✕ Attitude Ɓɛɧȋɳȡ Ʈɧɛ Cʋɾɫȋǻɳ
I play the character:
Girl 2
The person who pulls these strings:
iBrittani
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 4:40 pm
Girl 3 Phantom StoneTurquoise
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"Oh, look! There's a 'desmondus rotundus'! Vampire!" - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Ʈɦɛ Ɓȧʂɩƈʂ Ƴoʋ ʛoʈʈȧ Ƙɳoɷ So, you want to know the basic details that make me who I am? Well, here's some facts. The name on that little piece of paper we all call a birth certificate shows that my name is Phantom Turquoise, but you can call me the Phantom. It also shows that I was born on January fifth, these many years ago sixteen and a half.
What you'll first see upon looking at me, is a number of things that I think are worth mentioning. My hair is a dirty blonde. My eyes are the color blue. And last but not least, I am 5"2 tall.
Oh, yeah, did I forget to mention that I was a human? Ha, sorry about that! Ŵɧaʈ Ƿȩƒĺŋȩ'ʂ ɱȩ I often act like:
Phantom is quiet, and reserved. She's a little shy, but once you get her going, there's no stopping this little energy generator! She's not usually mad or upset, but when she is, boy, she lets you know! Phantom is very protective and doesn't like to see people being harsh with any of her friends. Basically, the Phantom doesn't have rapidly changing emotions, but when they're strong, she really blows her top.
The marks I bare and the things I wear:
The things that I can do that will make your jaw drop:
Yes, sir, I'm an performer in disguise! Yipee! You can have my autograph, if you desire. ƓōƖƞǥ Ǻ ŁƖƫƫƖɛ Ɗɛɛƥɛŗ Over my lifetime I've seen a number of things, to summarize it a bit for you, here it goes:
Phantom was born sixteen (and a half! don't forget the half!) years ago, in a small village called Rockie Creek. She was abandoned at a orphanage and brought up there. No one knew her name, so she was simply called by the company name of the basket she was found in: Phantom Stone Basket Co. Later, at four, she picked the last name Turquoise for her. She had a lovely little life, being adopted by two wonderful family that lived far, far away. They even had a daughter that Phantom became instant friends with! They've always cared for each other. During the past few years, she'd pursued her lifelong dream to become a live actress. She got her big debut as 'Christine' in 'The Phantom of the Opera', and has been playing huge roles ever since. But school and family are always a priority, and Phantom always changes her schedule to fit in a trip to the mall with her sis and their closest friends on weekends.
Lately, she's been reading the huge new series, 'Bilight', and so far, she's hated it. The idea of vampires freaks her out in the first place, and to fall in love with one? Left her with sweat on her forehead for weeks. That's her only big phobia. Vampires.
The things I can't get enough of:
♥ Movies
♥ Photography
♥ Singing
♥ Performing onstage
The things you better keep away from me:
✕ The idea of vampires existing
✕ Mean bullies
✕ Rude jerks
✕ People who hit on me Ɓɛɧȋɳȡ Ʈɧɛ Cʋɾɫȋǻɳ
I play the character:
Girl 3
The person who pulls these strings:
The Tsaria
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 4:41 pm
Boy 1 JacksonNoahDavis
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Wolf form
"Simply put: don’t get in my way." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Ʈɦɛ Ɓȧʂɩƈʂ Ƴoʋ ʛoʈʈȧ Ƙɳoɷ So, you want to know the basic details that make me who I am? Well, here's some facts. The name on that little piece of paper we all call a birth certificate shows that my name is Jackson Davis, but you can call me Jack or Jackie. It also shows that I was born on April 17th, these many years ago 21.
What you'll first see upon looking at me, is a number of things that I think are worth mentioning. My hair is a shaggy style of dark brown awesomeness. In the right light—or lack thereof—it looks black. My eyes are the color of sapphires. When I change, they turn silver.. And last but not least, I am 6’ 3” tall.
Oh, yeah, did I forget to mention that I was a Werewolf? Ha, sorry about that! Ŵɧaʈ Ƿȩƒĺŋȩ'ʂ ɱȩ I often act like:
I am extremely selfish and could care less if anyone notices. Humans are merely tools for me to use. I have a sense of humor, but most people don’t find my jokes as funny as I do. I am arrogant and competitive and I will jump to any challenge without hesitation. I am empathetic, I just don’t care about those feelings.
The marks I bare and the things I wear:
I have a series of scars on my chest as a result from a fight. I also have a tribal tattoo on the back of my neck that I got after becoming rogue. I also never leave home without my onyx pendant. It is of a fang, symbolizing what I really am.
The things that I can do that will make your jaw drop:
I can—obviously—turn into a wolf on command, the moon having nothing to do with it. When in this form, I can read minds and hear a heart beating a mile away. I can also play the piano, which I love doing, but if you tell anybody, you’re dead! ƓōƖƞǥ Ǻ ŁƖƫƫƖɛ Ɗɛɛƥɛŗ Over my lifetime I've seen a number of things, to summarize it a bit for you, here it goes:
I was part of a well-known pack in the Werewolf world. My father was the Alpha, giving me quite the life. For a long time, I hated it. Females would always try to seduce me into mating with them and males were constantly challenging me. I often complained to Mother about my unhappiness, but she would simply lick my muzzle and tell me it would all get better. At sixteen, were suppose to go through this formal ritual. It was proof that we were true werewolves. I didn’t want to go through with it: in order to ascend, as we called it, we had to eliminate the competition. But I refused to kill my kin.
So I fled. In the process, I was tracked down by the pack. I was found by the “winner” of the ritual and we fought for what seemed like ages. He was the one who gave me the scars, though he received plenty from my paw and fang. It was either kill or be killed, so I wound up mauling him. Going rogue was against the pack rules, as was killing outside the pack. I ran far away from the pack, a few cities away, though I still live in constant fear of attack. But I don’t let it show.
The things I can't get enough of:
♥ Eating until I puke. Then eating more
♥ Going Wolf
♥ Playing the piano (don’t forget my threat!)
♥ Fighting
♥ Playing, not watching, sports
The things you better keep away from me:
✕ My pack
✕ Losing
✕ Anything that hurts my pride
✕ Humans
✕ Boredom Ɓɛɧȋɳȡ Ʈɧɛ Cʋɾɫȋǻɳ
I play the character:
Guy 1
The person who pulls these strings:
GreenEyedMonster000
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 4:52 pm
Guy 2 IraPatrickMurphy
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"Say goodbye...as we dance with the devil tonight." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Ʈɦɛ Ɓȧʂɩƈʂ Ƴoʋ ʛoʈʈȧ Ƙɳoɷ So, you want to know the basic details that make me who I am? Well, here's some facts. The name on that little piece of paper we all call a birth certificate shows that my name is Patrick Murphy, but I changed my name to Ira afterwards, but you can call me Ira or Wrath if you like. It also shows that I was born on December 25th, these many years ago twenty four years ago.
What you'll first see upon looking at me, is a number of things that I think are worth mentioning. My hair is a ebony black. My eyes are the color pale cerulean blue. And last but not least, I am 6'0" tall.
Oh, yeah, did I forget to mention that I was a vampire? Ha, sorry about that! Ŵɧaʈ Ƿȩƒĺŋȩ'ʂ ɱȩ I often act like:
I'm a bit shy, sometimes a tad too much. Jackson and Almeck say I'm (too) nice, but I don't really think so. I'm a bit selfish, but I know when to let things go if it makes others happier. I hide this side of me because I'm so afraid of getting hurt, and cover it up with an act that I don't care about anyone or anything else. The only time I become the opposite of myself is when I thirst for blood. I can't control it, and sometimes that scares me. I'm actually lonely and don't want to spend the rest of my now immortal life alone while I watch everyone else wither away before my eyes.
The marks I bare and the things I wear:
My left ear is pierced in three places, and I have a large tattoo of wings covering my back from under my shoulder-blades to my hip. My favorite accessory is a silver necklace, with a small dragon pendant on it, curling around a tiny blue-black orb. I have a faint scar on my front, across my chest, when I had gotten into a fight with Jackson when we first met. Hey, don't blame me. I was defending myself.
The things that I can do that will make your jaw drop:
I have telepathy all the time, whether I'm in Vamp mode or normal mode, and during the five years after I'd been turned, I spent my time perfecting it. It depends on my bond to the person I'm trying to read. The closer I am to them, the deeper I can go into their mind. Because of my closeness to Jackson and Almeck, I can hear them no matter how far. If it's with a stranger, I can only hear the thoughts on the surface, not the darker secrets they hide. I like playing the guitar, and I'm really good at it too, but I don't really do it anymore. I also write lyrics for my own songs, and occasionally poems, but I've given those up too. ƓōƖƞǥ Ǻ ŁƖƫƫƖɛ Ɗɛɛƥɛŗ Over my lifetime I've seen a number of things, to summarize it a bit for you, here it goes:
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, and each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor....Eh, no, really. I was born on December the 25th; a perfect Christmas gift to my parents. Or so they said. I was their angelic little child, Golden boy, top of the class, and eventually, Mr. Popular. Of course, being in that kind of society, I had to get a little bit of a big head, right? So, anyways, everything sort of went downhill after I turned nineteen. I was coming home late, after a really late-night party my friends threw. The next few moments of that night was a blur, but I remember being grabbed, searing hot pain, and then...nothing. I woke up in a dark alley, bloody and less than okay. I felt thirsty, and it wasn't the normal kind of thirsty. I wanted blood. Idiotically, I went home, and after that night, my parents were never seen again. After that event, I needed to get away. I ran. And that's when I met Jackson. He had just run away from his pack, and we got into a huge fight. I didn't hurt him as much as I wanted to back then, but my wounds healed immediately afterwards, so we were even. Afterwards we left for the city together; me, to start a new life. Him...I wasn't so sure.
The things I can't get enough of:
♥ Poems/Music
♥ Jackson (To some extent)
♥ Almeck (Sort of)
♥ Being normal
♥ Being able to read minds (And then use it to blackmail others afterwards)
The things you better keep away from me:
✕ Blood/Thirsting
✕ Sunlight (It hurts my eyes)
✕ Hurting people/Being hurt
✕ My darker side Ɓɛɧȋɳȡ Ʈɧɛ Cʋɾɫȋǻɳ
I play the character:
Vampire boy
The person who pulls these strings:
Hunter Crawl
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 4:52 pm
Guy 3 AlmeckLocsirRanual
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 A side of me I try to forget
"Not all Faeries are Kind and Gentle"- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Ʈɦɛ Ɓȧʂɩƈʂ Ƴoʋ ʛoʈʈȧ Ƙɳoɷ So, you want to know the basic details that make me who I am? Well, here's some facts. The name on that little piece of paper we all call a birth certificate shows that my name is Almeck Ranual, but you can call me Al. It also shows that I was born on March 15, these many years ago 20.
What you'll first see upon looking at me, is a number of things that I think are worth mentioning. My hair is a black and very smooth. I died it, as well as cut it short to separate myself from my heritage.. My eyes are the color Black seeing as a Fae's eyes are impacted by its mood. And last but not least, I am 5'8" tall.
Oh, yeah, did I forget to mention that I was a Fae? Ha, sorry about that! Ŵɧaʈ Ƿȩƒĺŋȩ'ʂ ɱȩ I often act like:
Quiet, dark, creepy, and sadistic. Most people stay away from me because I'm so unapproachable. That's fine with me though because I hate everything about this place. I don't smile unless I see someone suffering which most of the time is my fault.
The marks I bare and the things I wear:
I have no tattoos on my body or piercings. Though I have tried various times to destroy and desecrate those horrible things on my back. I'm talking about my wings if you didn't know.
The things that I can do that will make your jaw drop:
Like most Fae, Almeck can fly but he doesn't really do it much anymore since he was banished. Along with this he has the ability to move at very high speeds something he normally does to cause people pain. He secretly has the power to make nature bloom but where he has been there have been nothing but dead plants and trees. ƓōƖƞǥ Ǻ ŁƖƫƫƖɛ Ɗɛɛƥɛŗ Over my lifetime I've seen a number of things, to summarize it a bit for you, here it goes:
Almeck was born the prince of the Faerie Kingdom. He was spoiled since he was a child so it was no secret he always got what he wanted. But he always wanted more. It was only until a few years ago that it was announced, Almeck would soon take the throne of his father and become the new king. What he didn't know was how long it would take. That's when his best friend came up with a plan. He would kill his father. At first Almeck was opposed to this idea but his friend assured him that all he had to do was follow the plan. On the day of the assassination everything was going smoothly. He was a mere seconds away from ending his father's life when his friend shouted 'ASSASSIN!!!' to the guards. Almeck couldn't believe that his friend would betray him but obviously he was wrong.
Almeck faced the Faerie court, along with his mother and father. He was banished from the kingdom for the rest of his life. And in his place his friend would be crowned the new king. So he was thrown into the human realm never to return home again. Ever since that moment Almeck has been nothing but miserable. He does nothing but cause trouble in the human world for his amusement. Its a way that he alleviates the pain of being betrayed but like before he wants more
The things I can't get enough of:
♥ Misery
♥ Laughing(at people of course)
♥ Solitude
♥ Eating fruit(a hard habit to break sadly)
The things you better keep away from me:
✕ Happiness
✕ Love
✕ Humans
✕ All Fae Ɓɛɧȋɳȡ Ʈɧɛ Cʋɾɫȋǻɳ
I play the character:
Guy 3
The person who pulls these strings:
Kid Rave
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