#takenvampire

[senatushq]

NAME. Cedric Giles AGE & BIRTH DATE. 2400 + & Unknown GENDER & PRONOUNS. Male & He/Him SPECIES. Vampire  BLOODLINE. Pluto OCCUPATION. Unemployed FACE CLAIM. Tom Sturridge

biography

Reflecting upon his time as a mortal invokes the sensation that he is trying to recall the memories of someone other than himself, like he is merely an observer in someone else’s life.  Because, truth be told, Cedric was nothing before Pluto came across him.  The Original shared his gift with him, turning him into a vampire just before the chilling embrace of the grave became too comfortable. Cedric felt like a god amongst men.  Never in his life had he felt this powerful, unable to be harmed by mortal hands. His sire only fed into his hedonistic nature, never holding him back from what they truly were.  Humans were nothing but cattle to them and they wanted to bleed the fucking world dry. 

  The vampire had drank from many species, but none would ever compare to the blood of a witch. The supple caress of the magic flowing through the enhanced ichor became something that he began to crave on a visceral level.  He had grown careless, fueled by his addiction to enchanted blood. He moved from town to town, slaughtering whole covens to feed his insatiable hunger.  A murder of crows, an omen of death. Cedric would drink until he made himself sick, then would watch his remaining victims bleed out in the dirt through glazed over eyes as he retched up their beloved’s life sustaining fluid only to feed again.  Word spread fast through the network of covens woven across central Europe, that they needed to destroy this monster before he decimated their population. They should have killed him for all the lives he had stolen in his bout of gluttonous stupor. But instead they chose a punishment that would turn out to be far more cruel. He would be imprisoned, to serve as an example to any vampire that yearned to prey upon witches.

  Time passed on. And on. And on. Days turned to weeks, weeks to years, centuries even. The isolation drove him to madness, time chipping away at his mask to fully unveil the monster hiding underneath. The world continued to turn as he festered and decayed, collared and forgotten inside a coven's basement. A damp cellar with a frigid stone floor, no windows to see the stars. Generations lived and died in the household above his head. Eventually the numbers of the coven who had sealed him away all those years ago were finally beginning to dwindle.  But instead of releasing Cedric, he was handed over to a much larger coven in Rome. His new captors were not outwardly cruel, once the initial curiosity grew stale they became indifferent. They would collect his blood for rituals periodically, his only interactions for centuries invoking only humiliation and pain. Yet another forgotten relic rotting away in the cellar, dusted off whenever he was needed and discarded again soon after. He was only ever given just enough blood to prevent him from petrifying completely. His captors wanted to keep him alive but weak, the animal blood that was offered to him was never enough to quench his thirst. Cedric decayed to a mere husk of his former self, hair and fangs falling out from malnutrition. An apex predator weakened and humbled beyond recognition. 

  One thousand years in isolation changes a man. What little already remained of his humanity was stripped away. The coven freed a starving animal that day, one whose mind was warped and twisted from years of neglect. He should be grateful that an Ivy witch took pity on him to finally release him from his prison, but he only feels spite.  A spell was cast upon him that prevents him from harming witches, his plans of revenge that had been consuming his mind for centuries thwarted in one fell swoop.  A spell far more powerful and ancient than himself, a protective shield encompassing every witch.  Cedric chose to flee Rome, stretching his wings for the first time in one thousand years as the swarm of crows he materialized into took flight. He only returned to the city in late September 2023, stumbling his way through modern society with about as much tact as one would expect from a being imprisoned for a millennium. And if he ever finds a way to break the curse that has him bound, all witches will have hell to pay. 

personality

+ insightful, methodical, adaptable – unstable, morose, resentful

played by chloe. cst. she/her.

[crossroadsrp-blog]

“I was born yesterday, I don’t know how to deal with any of this.”

Ella Carpenter || Vampire || 20

FC: Ashley Benson

It would be easy but also enormously unfair to reduce Ella to being a “Basic Bitch” but she had always worn the label proudly. She never really saw what was so wrong with liking girly things like shopping, painting nails and Starbucks. She was a lover of Instagram, kittens and cup cakes. She was never a scholar or a genius but she was never stupid or mean. She was as a whole, a very beautiful person inn and out and unfortunately that attracted the wrong kind of person.

A vampire became obsessed with her, stalked her until they had the opportunity to kill her and turn her into a vampire as well. She was shocked, confused and scared but she was also angry and heartbroken and as the change took place she stayed very still and very quiet. Near her hand she felt something like a shard of wood. She waited until her maker hovered over her in desperate concern and then she struck, plunging the stake into their heart.

She was alone and scared and filled with the most profound craving for human blood, it nearly drove her mad. An angel intervened before she could hurt anyone and brought her to Crossroads where humanity would be safe from her and where she could learn to control herself. She has no job and no friends and no idea what to do. She has yet to feed on anyone or hurt anyone but she knows it won’t last long. She’s a ticking time bomb of death and destruction, the question is, how will she deal with the aftermath?

Connections:

None

Assets:

Annual Income: 0k

Currently in Possession of 0 souls

[easthavenrp]

ELLIOTT GILBERT is a 69 year old SENIOR at Easthaven University who is majoring in PERFORMING ARTS. He appears to be 22 years old. He is a VAMPIRE, and bears a striking resemblance to ADAM LAMBERT. Unfortunately, he is UNAVAILABLE.

“AND NOW’S THE TIME, THE TIME IS NOW TO SING MY SONG.”

Past

TRIGGER WARNING: Death, Mentions of Drug Use, Violence and Implied Sexual Behavior.

Elliott was born to William and Marilyn Gilbert, a young, conservative couple determined to build their family and fill their home with joyous laughter of children. He was the first of four children, the one meant to lead through example and be their star child. Yet their expectations of him – to be polite, determined and quite disciplined – were not to be. Ell was a rambunctious child, a free spirit with an overwhelming sense of love and kindness that he displayed willing to all that crossed his path – no matter their gender, age, race or religion – much to the chagrin of his parents.

With the passing of time, Elliott began to feel at odds with his parents, their clear disapproval of the man he was becoming displayed in every interaction. It pained him to feel so disconnected with them; with the people he loved unconditionally, the ones who he thanked for giving him life. This was, perhaps, why he was driven to search for love and acceptance outside of his home and it wasn’t long before he found it. Ell fell into the bohemian lifestyle, finding peace with those that shared his points of view and gaining a friend that remained by his side through it all. Andrew was everything that Elliott needed and they vowed to remain friends until the end of time. If only Elliott had known what would become of them…

Woodstock of 1969 was the changing point, the moment when Elliott’s life took an unexpected turn. It was meant to be an escape, a time when both he and Andrew could be who they were and commune with other like minded people. It was exhilarating to arrive and be pulled into the large crowd, to finally feel at peace. Within a few short hours Elliott lost track of Andrew and, though a whisper of a voice declared concern, he was quick to brush it all away. He succumbed to the temptation that were drugs and warm bodies that willingly gave themselves to him. He wouldn’t see Andrew again until two days later.

When Andrew called Elliott over, there was no hesitation as he ambled over to his friend, mindlessly following him a distance away from the crowd. From then on it was a blur, the drugs making Ell’s mind hazy and slow. It was difficult to process all of the information thrown his way – a new beginning with one bite – and still he nodded, agreeing to what Andrew had asked of him. After all, he was more than willing to give his life for his friend. And that’s exactly what he did. Andrew stripped him of his life, leaving Elliott more animal than human. Blood called to him, bringing on a thirst that was nearly unquenchable, and together they killed their way back to their hometown in New Jersey.

It was Andrew’s prodding that made Elliott return to his childhood home, that had him seeking out his family. It came easily to him, capturing those he loved with all his being and ripping out their throats. By the time he was done, the scene that lay before him was gruesome and gut wrenching. He felt his stomach churn and for a moment he found himself seeing his life with perfect clarity. He was disgusted with himself, no longer the man he had once been. The urge to flee was strong but Andrew was by his side in an instant, soothing him with soft words and gentle assurances that all was all right. Elliott doubted that things would ever be all right again.

It took a few days and the death of Andrew’s family – torn apart until all that remained were scattered limbs and broken bones – for Elliott to bolt, leaving behind his murderous sire, for no longer was Andrew his friend. For over a decade, Elliott lived in hiding. He denied himself the blood that he so craved, attempting to satisfy himself with animal’s blood. It was a difficult journey for him, having found himself caving and murdering a number of people as he traveled the country. When the 80s fell upon him, Elliott found himself immersed in the punk movement – the music, the people. He found a sense of tranquility in losing himself to the music. But just as he had begun to believe himself to be on the path towards redemption, Andrew found him.

Looking back, Elliott would curse himself for the vulnerable position in which he placed himself, allowing Andrew to effortlessly lead him back to his violent ways. His thirst was strong and all it took was a hint of fresh blood for him to give in and sink his teeth into the neck of an innocent human. Together they began to kill, Andrew sticking close to his side and plying him with human blood to keep the bloodlust strong. It was only a matter of time before they would draw unwanted attention. Hunters were the last thing on their minds as they sauntered into a bar to seek out new prey. They were arrogant and reckless, an easy target for the talented humans that lured them away from the crowd before attacking. It was a long, brutal fight in which Elliott watched on in horror as Andrew was decapitated before his eyes. With his death went his last connection the person he once was.

With his narrow escape from the hunters came the realization that was his mortality. They, vampires, were not as strong and powerful as they appeared. They were susceptible to death and at the hands of humans, no less. Once more, Elliott withdrew himself from civilization, restricting himself to secluded areas. He lived, if that’s what one could call it, and he learned. He delved into the art of music, learning to play a number of instruments in an attempt to channel his longing for blood into something worthwhile. Gradually, he began to reintroduce himself to the world, venturing into populated areas to test his strength and ability to resist. Though he failed numerous times, he remained determined. He would not be the killer that everyone would expect him to be. He would learn to live among humans, to be an active part of the world.

Present

Easthaven appeared to be a godsend to Elliott. As he prepared himself to live within society, the opportunity to attend the university was too much to resist considering his affinity for music and his passion for learning. Though aware, on some level, that he would not be the only unnatural creature to attend EU, he knew that his temptation for blood would remain strong. And yet this was far from a deterrent. Gorging himself on synthetic blood, he struggled through his classes before isolating himself within the confines of the small home he’d claimed as his own.

It was far from easy to get to where he is now. The heartbeats of of every human, the pulsing of their blood beneath the surface taunted him, but he persevered. How? Not even he knew. But as time passed, his confidence grew he slowly began to integrate himself into the town, making a few friends within the university. Now, with his last year at the University upon him, Elliott has found himself unwilling to hide himself away any longer. Although his hold on his bloodlust appears to be tenuous at times, he refuses to let himself fail. Not here, not now. He’d prove to himself that he was nothing like his sire and former best friend. He would not be the monster that he was expected to be.

Future

Senior year at Easthaven University will be Elliott’s defining moment, a year that will set the tone for his life to come. He has high expectations of himself, believing that he will not succumb to his thirst and would be able to feel as though he was, once again, a part of something; a part of society. He wants nothing more than to spread his love of music around, to surround himself with like-minded individuals and find that acceptance that he had so craved when he was human. He is determined to make something more of himself, to protect those around him rather than be the one to spread death and misery. He will, in some way or form, be who he used to be – filled with kindness instead of misery – because he will not stop until he succeeds.

ELLIOTT GILBERT is currently being played by James, who is 24 and in EST.

[atworldsend-demonapocalypse-blog]

Character Name: Rebekah Mikaelson  

Face Claim: Claire Holt

Species: Vampire

Age/Mortality: 18/5000+

Quote/Song Lyric: “The first rule of truly living is to do the thing you’re most afraid of.”

Character Connections:

Finn Mikaelson- Oldest brother (daggered)

Elijah Mikaelson- Older brother

Niklaus Mikaelson- Half-brother

Kol Mikaelson- Brother (daggered)

Marcellus “Marcel” Gerard - Vampire Nephew/Friend

Nathaniel Davenport - Klaus Doppelgänger

Henrik Mikaelson- Brother (young brother and deceased)

Unknown Older Sibling (deceased)

Esther Mikaelson- Mother (deceased)

Mikael Mikaelson- Father (deceased)

Character Personality:  

Rebekah, at first glance, seems like a spoiled brat. And to a certain degree, she is. She’s used to getting her way. Over the centuries with Klaus, he’s given into her whims often (as long as they didn’t interfere with what he wanted, of course), encouraging this behavior. This also comes from the fact that she was young when she was turned, barely an adult. Considering that she can pass as a high school student. It also would explain some of her erratic, childlike behavior. She’s petulant, impulsive, and often throws temper tantrums. Initially, Rebekah’s personality in the series is erratic, spiteful and vindictive. After being turned, the aspects of her personality were heightened.  

She enjoys being a vampire, much like her brother Klaus does. Revels in it even. She loves the feel of the power, the control she has over someone’s life, death or their actions. However like Elijah her family is a weakness. Because of the heartbreak she has endured, Rebekah has built up an emotional wall and she comes across as being cruel, aggressive, brutal and mean. Despite her aggressive and brutal nature, she has shown to be emotionally fragile. She very much wants to be like a normal teenager and longs to have the normal teenage life she missed out on. On the other hand, for as much of a petulant child as she can be sometimes, she is extremely loyal to those she cares about most. This is seen the most with her brother, Klaus. She promised him that after their mother turned her back on him, she never would. It would be her, him, and Elijah. Together as one, always and forever.

Character History:

Rebekah is the only daughter of Mikael and Esther, wealthy landowners from Eastern Europe in the 30th BC. She is the sixth of seven siblings, Elijah, Finn, Niklaus, Kol, Henrik, and an unknown older brother who died while the couple still lived in the Old World. Not much is known about Rebekah’s early life, other than that she was born in the New World, where they lived in peace among werewolves for twenty years. However, during a full moon, when the wolves were transforming, Klaus and Henrik snuck out to watch the villagers transform from men to beast. As the sun began to rise, Rebekah saw Klaus carrying Henrik’s lifeless body back into the village. He stated that one of the wolves had mauled Henrik to death.

Not wanting to lose another child, their mother Esther decided to cast a spell (The Immortality Spell), calling upon the Sun for life and the White Oak Tree for immortality. However, the spell lead to some untimely acts. Unbeknownst to Rebekah and her siblings, they drank wine laced with warlock blood for dinner, and afterwards, Mikael drove his sword through their hearts. After their awakening, Mikael forced his children to feed on a local villager therefore completing their transition into vampires.

Character Present:

Rebekah has been by her brothers side, especially Niklaus, since they made their promise of forever and always with one another years and years ago. She stuck by Nik’s side, since he was her favorite brother, through thick and thin (often times not by choice) and usually always had his back. Even when he was killing all of her lovers. After spending centuries with Klaus, with whom she shares a close bond with, she has become dependent on him, although she is not fond of him making decisions for her.

After falling in love with a vampire back in the 20′s she was ready to leave her brother’s side. Instead of killing her beau she was daggered and placed in a coffin. She’s only been undaggered a few years ago and it took her a little bit of time before she got use to the new world that the humans lived in. She holds only a little bit of resentment towards her half-brother for once again ruining her chances at love. But she’s stuck by his side and rules beside him inn New Orleans since she has no interest in ruling any vampires on her own.

[secretsofnightworldrpg-blog]

“We are supposed to learn from our mistakes, but some mistakes are unforgivable. Guilty has been eating me alive. And I don’t even mind. ”

Introduction;

Name: Nicholas “Jae Joon” Jung Age: 25 Species: Lamia Sexuality: Heterosexual FC: Choi Siwon Relationships: Stephen Jung (cousin), Seung-Won Jung (father), Min-Hee Jung (mother), Evalynn Jung (sister), Savannah Kim (neighbor), Ga Young Ha (employee) Soulmate: Phoebe “Ah Reum” Kang

Past;

Nicholas Jung was born in a golden cradle. His father was one of the owners of the Jung’s ‘empire’, along with his oldest brother. Due to the fact that Seung-Won was the youngest brother of the first generation of Jung, he was prevented from having the position of power in his own company that he always craved so much. Revolted, but forced to take the second position, Seung-Won became the main accountant of the business, as well as vice president. However, this was never enough for him or his wife, who always had the ambition of reaching the top of the company. They saw that opportunity when their twins were born. Nicholas and Evalynn were as different as water and oil, or at least that was what Min-Hee always said to everyone. Their beautiful Evalynn was noisy and restless, while their son Nicholas was calmer than her and too much quiet for their own taste. At that time, Seung-Won almost had lost the hope in their son. Would he always be like this? Because that was the case, he wouldn’t have the needed stamina to fight for his rightful place at the company. That was something that feared both of his parents for a really long time. Over the years, Nicholas’s personality has not changed much. Evalynn started to be more calmer, but he remained pretty much the same. They believed that deep down, their son had a lot to give to the world and they only needed to find a way to push that side of him to the edge. That was the reason why they kept him under their eyes, never letting him go and hoping that one day they would have the son they wanted to have.

Nicholas always felt that pressure from their parents, knowing that in their eyes he wouldn’t be enough to reach their goals. Life hadn’t been easy since the starter but he also couldn’t complain. His childhood was full of joys and happiness. Nicholas always had his cousin, Stephen, and his sister with him. The Jung family was a very traditional Korean family. Despite living in America,  they always kept their traditions and their origins. So it wasn’t a surprise that the family lived together. Of course, they had their own privacy, but they always acted as an united family with a very strong family stability.  Those kind of values, Nicholas learned to the maximum. To him, his family had a central position in his life, especially if it was his cousin or a sister. One day, his vision of a perfect family crumbled around him. At that time, he was only five years old. His mother had forced him to stay indoors for one of his extra classes, as they always had demanded him to learn the essential at a young age, hoping that it would be enough to bring out that side of him that they wished so much. That day Evalynn was kidnapped. The details Nick never knew. The only person who could have told him what happened was Stephen, since he was there with Evalynn when everything happened. He had never blamed his cousin for it, even if he knew that his mother held some resentment against the little boy. To Nicholas, Stephen couldn’t have done anything. What could have a four years old boy do against criminals? So Nick kept the questions to himself, only finding out what he could from his mother, who screamed with his father for weeks to find their daughter. The rest of the family tried to help. Seung-Won searched for his daughter to the end of the world, but they couldn’t find anything. The hope was still there. One day, they were going to find their lovely Evalynn. Min-Hee was the only one who couldn’t move on, always fearing that the criminals would be back to take Nicholas too. One night, she left the house with a single note: ‘I’m okay. Don’t search for me’. Even with the warning, they found her with Nick in Korea, living with her parents. That was the only way Min-Hee found to overcome her own pain and at the same time keep her son safe.

That year in Korea was the best year of his whole life. The vampire couldn’t lie about that, but Nicholas also knew that he would never be able to have a year like this ever again. If his parents tried to keep him under control before, now that his sister was missing, they would never leave him alone. Nick could almost feel them breathing over his neck, expecting him to do everything they wanted him to do. A year after they got to Korea, his mother informed him that she was strong enough to move back. It was time for her to face her fears and try to find her daughter once again. Nicholas couldn’t say that he wasn’t happy from coming back, since he had missed Stephen a lot. They had always been close. If there was someone who could help him with the feeling of loss, that someone would be Stephen. Maybe they couldn’t even help each other as Nicholas knew that his cousin was probably suffering too. The years passed, but the empty space in his heart stayed. Evalynn was his twin sister. Maybe the fact that they were twins only intensified that. It was almost like a part of him had been lost, even if Stephen helped him a lot by filling that empty space, without even realizing. To him, Stephen wasn’t only his cousin. He also was his little brother.

But nothing lasted forever. Everything fell down on his shoulders once again when he met Charlotte Kang. Nicholas wasn’t going to say that it was love at the first sight, but he enjoyed her company a lot. At that time, the vampire was twenty years old and he was studying business in college. Since that wasn’t a course that attracted him from the beginning, as it was Seung-Won who forced him to do it because of their company, the young man decided to complement his studies with marketing. None complained about it. In their perpective, it could be good for their son to have more studies because it would weigh even more on the possibility of reaching the top of the Jung’s ‘empire’. Deep down, Nicholas never wished to have it. His parents found a way to change a lot of his manners, but none of them had found a way to change his mind about taking Stephen’s place at the company. Of course he was older than Stephen, but that didn’t mean anything because Stephen’s father was still older than his own father. Those were the rules and Nicholas was going to follow them, even if his parents didn’t like it. However, marketing had always been a course that caught his eyes and he never regretted his decision of studying in double to finish both of them. That was where he met Charlotte. She was in one of his marketing classes and her seat was usually besides his. One day she asked him for his notebook and invited him for a coffee at the end of the class. It had taken them only a week to start dating. Their relationship had been fulminant and none of them really expected to be the ‘forever’ of one another. Whatever Charlotte and Nicholas had was smooth and  completely normal for two young souls at college. Obviously his parents didn’t approve any of this. They always thought that the young woman was going to be a distraction for their son.  It was time to take her off their path. They paid her a large amount of money for Charlotte to break up with Nicholas. She liked him, but he also knew that it wasn’t worth it to fight against them. So she accepted their conditions.

Nicholas got his first heartbroken with Charlotte, but he quickly moved on by trying to study even harder to finish college. One night, he overheard his father saying that he had paid Charlotte to break up with his son. It was a conversation between him and his bank manager. A couple of months had passed since his involvement with the witch and his feelings for her had decreased to an almost non-existent emotion, but he couldn’t help but be hurt by his Seung-Woo’s confession. Not being able to hide his revolt any long, Nicholas confronted him. That had be one of the first fights that they had to faced. Nothing was fine and nothing would be the same ever again. But what any of them knew was that Charlotte had been too traumatized by this and she had admitted to her father that they had paid her to stay away from Nicholas. Being a man with a lot of ideals that were rooted on traditions, Mr Kang promised revenge from the Jung. Seung-Won was buying an important hotel at that time and since his brother was busy with his own work, it was him who was taking care of it. The hotel was a massive investment and nothing could fail. Mr Kang saw in it his change to destroy Seung-Woo and his father. When Nicholas’ father went to buy the hotel, the money had disappeared. Afraid that his brother was going to find out about this and not mess with his son’s chances of being at the top of the company, he borrowed the money to a moneylender with the hope of paying everything as soon as the hotel started to invoice. What he didn’t suspect was that his business was doomed since the beginning. The moneylender was Charlotte’s father and Seung-Won didn’t even suspect of this.

As predicted, the new hotel went into insolvency. What Seung-Won hoped to acquire collapsed around him. Now not only he needed to face his brother and justify all of his flaws, but he always needed to find a way to pay the moneylender. His first way of paying everything was to sell some of his wife’s goods. Of course he didn’t tell her what was going on as he didn’t want her to worry too much. Seung-Won was going to find a way to fix the mess he made. However, the money he obtained from them wasn’t enough to cover the expense. That was when a risky idea crossed his mind. Still revolted with the way his brother talked to him when he found out of the hotel, he decided to give him a lesson that he would never forget. Blind with a deep rage, he kidnapped Stephen. The plan went a little out of control when Seung-Won realized that he coudn’t control his partners in crime. Once again, the family suffered with the disappearance of one of them. Even Min-Hee, who didn’t know anything about her husband’s involvement in this story, had got scared with the thought of losing her nephew like she had lost her daughter. Nicolas was one of the most affected. Even when the police had said that they were doing everything they could to find Stephen, while they waited for a ransom, the young man couldn’t stay quiet. Scared of losing his cousin and his little brother, Nick searched him for the whole town, not sleeping at home in the next days after the abduction, while he tried to find Stephen. Nothing led him to his cousin. Frustrated and disappointed with his useless work, the young man went back to his family. That was when he found out that Stephen was back. It was a relief to see him there. The fearing of losing another important person in his life was still there, but seeing that Stephen was actually safe was the best gift in the whole world. That was until he found out that his father had something to do with the kidnapping.

One night, Nicholas went back to his room after spending some time with Stephen. His parents’ door was opened and his father was on the phone talking to someone about the kidnapping.  All the money he had achieved from selling his wife’s goods was gone because he had to pay them for the work. Of course that Nicholas didn’t hear any of that, but he still listened to the part that he said that it was him who did it to Stephen. Angry with his father’s audacity, Nicholas had another fight with him and this one would be the last drop in their relationship. The lamia wasn’t going to trust him even again. There was no way that he was going to follow his father’s future for him. It was time for him to use his head and his own strength to create his own path and future. However, he didn’t feel like I could reveal this to Stephen. It would be one more guilt to add to the one Nick already had when he didn’t look for Charlotte to apologize for what his parents did to her. This wasn’t right because he needed to know, but at the same time what would happen to his family, if he revealed this to them? Nicholas knew how much important was the word ‘family’ to all of them. No, he couldn’t tell anyone about this. No matter what, this would have to be a secret for him to keep. The problems didn’t stop there. Without having money to pay his debt, Seung-Won needed to find another way to pay everything he owed. That was when he had the idea of starting to gamble. A lot of his friends played the game and they always won so much money. They always told him that it wasn’t only fun, but also a good way to get money for their business. This was his only chance. So Seung-Won took it without even thinking twice. The game was pretty much simple. Don’t people usually say that who doesn’t have luck in love, usually has luck in game? Nicholas couldn’t even stand to look at his face. His brother still couldn’t trust him because of the hotel’s business. And all of this was already affecting his relationship with Min-Hee. These factors were enough to give him confidence to start gambling. It was a surprise, but it actually worked. In less than a month, Seung-Won had won almost all the money he needed to pay the moneylender. That was when everything went to hell all over again.

The worst word in the world was ‘luck’, because sometimes you have it and another times you don’t. It can escape from you in a blink of an eye and that was exactly what happened to Nicholas’ father. When it had almost all the money to pay his debts, his luck twist happened and Seung-Won started to lose all the money he had archived with his games in the last weeks. When the business man got to the bottom of the earned money and he had nothing else to use to continue to game, Seung-Won did the second worst mistake of his life. Ignoring his instinct, he asked the boss of the gambling man if he could lend him some money, hoping that his luck would come back as soon as possible, so he could pay everything that he owed. The deal was done, but nothing happened in the way that Seung-Won imagined. His luck didn’t come back to him and he lost everything he had, until the point that they had to kick him out from the game. Now not only did he owe money to the moneylender, but he also needed to pay the boss of the illegal gambling game, who everyone believed that was part of some sort of mafia. Wanting to gain some of the dignity that he had lost and some of the money to at last pay one of them, Nicholas’s father decided to sell their properties around the world. That was exactly the reason why Nick found out about his father’s financial problems. Wanting to take Stephen away from Pyro Hills for the weekend, he had the idea of invite him and some of their mutual friends to New York since they had an apartment there. However, as soon as they get there, they only found an empty house that had been sold recently. Confused and feeling a little suspect with the unexpected sale, Nicholas decided to do a re-search about it, wanting to find out what was going on behind there back. Perhaps it was someone from their company, trying to steal away their money and some of their goods. This could be something serious. The only thing Nick found was his father’s signature in all of the sales. Knowing that any of this couldn’t stay like this and wanting a rational explanation from all of this mess, Nicholas decided to confront his father about what he found out.

The way Nicholas expected to face his father wasn’t the way he had imagined in his mind, because as soon as he got home the impossible happened. The young man couldn’t even believe in his own eyes when he opened the door of their house and found his father in the living room. The lamia had stayed in New York for one more day to try to find out what was going on and it was already late when he arrived. No one was around and that made him even more puzzled about everything. That was when he saw his father holding a piece of wood. Not expecting to see his son there, Seung-Won tried to run away from his questions, but Nick didn’t let him go, forcing him to tell him everything. That was when he confessed what happened since the hotel. His son didn’t know if he should be disappointed with his father or hurt for the fact that he didn’t trust him enough with this secret. Perhaps he could have helped him and they wouldn’t be in this situation right now. The only thing that mattered was to find a way to take the wood from Seung-Won’s hands, but that didn’t seem easy. The business man refused to handle him the piece of wood. The two fought as Nick tried to reach for the weapon. In one of his twists to get to the wood, the young man did a sudden movement by accident and staked his father with in. Really believing that he had killed his own father, Nicholas started to freak out. It didn’t make sense. Seung-Won was a vampire and he couldn’t die like this. Of course that wood was a terrible weapon for vampires, but it didn’t make sense why his father continued to face the ceiling lifeless when Nicholas took the piece of wood from his body. So he did the only thing that he could do at that moment. The vampire called Stephen who was the only person he knew he could trust with a situation like this. His father didn’t seem to be dead, but then why wasn’t he waking up? Not wanting anyone to find out about what happened in that night, Nicholas simulated a robbery. It was everything he could do to not be punish by this crime. They still didn’t know what had happened and they needed to get to the bottom of the situation. It wasn’t a tough task because the piece of wood that Seung-Won used was from one of the chairs. So they only needed to stay that someone tried to get in their house to rob them, but his father was at the living room and he tried to stop them. It seemed like a good reasons and to his uncle’s eyes, Seung-Won would be some sort of hero. That would give him some peace of mind to recover. Or at least, Nicholas hoped that his father would recover because he didn’t think that he would be able to live with this guilt inside of his chest.

The entire family seemed confused with what happened. How could a vampire stay lifeless like this when he wasn’t even dead? His cell were supposed to regenerate, but that didn’t happen. Deciding that perhaps this wasn’t even a supernatural effect, they sent him to the hospital. Nothing got better since that day. Seung-Won stayed in the hospital and he still didn’t wake up from his deep coma. There was no answers to his status and the family didn’t know what to do about this. Min-Hee, completely shattered from her husband’s health condition, tried to divide her free time between staying with Seung-Won at the hospital and her family in Korea, feeling the need of having her mother with him like the time she had lost Evalynn. Nicholas couldn’t live with the guil of almost killing his father. It was one more emotion to add to the list of guilt that he was feeling since Charlotte’s break up and Stephen’s kidnapping. And the worst of everything was that any of them knew exactly what had happened to him and how to sort this out. What they didn’t know was that Seung-Won’s condition was actually caused by a witch and a very familiar one for Nicholas. Finding out that he was planning to commit suicide to get away from his debt, Charlotte’s father tried to find another solution to keep the Jung family trapped to the debt. All he needed to do was to find a way of Seung-Won to not actually die. Trusting his youngest daughter to do the plan, Phoebe casted the spell on the weapon. What they didn’t expect was for Nicholas to be there too. That and the fact that Phoebe wasn’t able to control her spell, confessing later than it was a dark one. The only goal of the spell was for him to stay asleep for a couple of days. In that way, Seung-Won would finally be able to understand that they were joking with the debt. However, everything went out of their hands and the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months. This had been a mess because Phoebe didn’t know how to reverse the spell and none was able to help them with it. So Charlotte’s father did the only thing he could do at the moment to continue with his plan of revenge. He searched for Nicholas.

Present;

Nothing and everything changed after the spell. His father continued at the hospital and his condition is still unknown, since no progress had happened. His mother has been trying to not lose the hope, but her husband doesn’t get better. The only good thing is that he also doesn’t get worse. Between Min-Hee, Nicholas and the rest of the Jung family, it’s actually Nicholas who has the world on his shoulder. Charlotte’s father came to talk to him, asking for his money. A month after his father’s attempt of suicide, the boss of the gambling also searched for him because of his debt. Being drowned in problems because of his father’s decisions from the past, the vampire tried to stay away from his family’s issues, but it didn’t work like he had planned. His mother had been too busy with travelling back and forth from Korea to Pyro Hills and it hadn’t been easy to live in the same house with his family when Nick really didn’t have anyone who shared the same ideals with him. One day he snapped and told them that he was against some of their ideas. Family was important, but vampires weren’t superior. Every single supernatural creature should be treated as an equal, because that was the right thing to do. Not standing to stay with them anymore, Nick moved out, quickly finding a apartment at downtown. At the moment, he only keeps contact with his cousin Stephen and tries to avoid his uncle as much as he can, even if they work at the same company. Seung-Won’s business went to his uncle and Stephen and Nicholas didn’t argue with it since he had more important things to take care of. Like the debt. While he is still working at the Jung’s ‘empire’ in the marketing section, the vampire decided to not take any of that money to pay what his father owed to them. So since he would also be able to do his work at home, he didn’t see any inconvenient to open a bar. ’Cosmopolitan’ is the light of Nicholas’ eyes and he knows that it’s a peculiar name for a bar. There is obviously a reason behind it as he didn’t want it to be an specific bar but a bar for everyone. As long as there is no fights in there, Nick always welcome any kind of supernatural creatures and even humans. That’s the real meaning behind the bar’s name. A simple mingle of cultures. Well in their case, it was more like a mingle of night world creatures but yeah, that was basic idea anyway. Cosmopolitan is Nicholas’ main source to get the money to pay the debt, but obviously it wasn’t enough. Because of the debt from the gambling’s interest, the vampire had to make a deal with them. For months he has been helping them to hack into their players’ bank accounts and other business to be able to end with the debt’s interest. Or otherwise he would do the same mistake his father did in the past and Nicholas wanted to be smarter than that. Right now, he needed to use his head and not his despair. No one in his family knows about the debt, not even Stephen. Wanting to resolve his problem alone, he had refused to let anyone help him with this problem, believing that with his bar, he will be able to pay everything that his father owe to the moneylender and the gambling gang.

Until now, Nicholas still didn’t find out that Charlotte’s father and her sister are the ones behind the debt and his father’s inexplicable coma. Phoebe is now his neighbor. Even not knowing about her involvement with all of this, the vampire can’t stand to be in her presence for too long. ‘Hate her’ is a strong word to use to describe what he actually feels for the young woman. She is just too loud and too childish for his taste and it doesn’t help their story from the past. If Phoebe never liked him, why would he like her, anyway? Despite all of this, Nicholas was always polite to her. But he can’t deny that he loved to annoy her. Seeing the annoyance in her face is too exciting to him. It makes him feel like he had won the lottery. What he doesn’t know is that Phoebe is also the mysterious woman with who he talks almost everyday in a chat room. She is the only one Nicholas can actually talk without worrying too much about everything bad in his life. Being a big fan of online games helped him to meet this anonymous woman who he actually admires a lot. The vampire was obsessed with winning one of the most famous games on the internet world, but the luck wasn’t on his side as soon as he realized that the winner was unbeatable. Wanting to know her secret, he started to talk with her in a chat room. Obviously, Nick didn’t get any secret from her but the friendship they created between each other was strong enough for them to keep talking. Nicholas would be lying, if he said that he didn’t think that she was a very remarkable woman. A strong part of him is curious about her and about the possibility of meeting her one day, but he also knows that a meeting is not possible. The virtual world is his escape from the nightmare that he is in, and as soon as he meets her, she stops being part of that world and becomes part of his reality. That’s exactly why he tries to avoid with all his strength. Whatever their friendship means, it can only be platonic to him. But at the same time, he can’t resist the temptation of continuing to talk too her. As long as everything stays harmless and they don’t cross their virtual limits, nothing bad can happen right? At least, that’s what he hopes so, because one thing is certain: Nick doesn’t have the willpower to stop talking to her.

Personality;

If the other kids had the same opportunities that Nicholas when he was younger, they would have grown up with all the perks they wanted to have. However, his pure humble personality never allowed him to want more than he actually needed. So Nicholas was never like the other children, especially the kids who grew up with him. Accustomed to live in an atmosphere full of luxury and refinement, the young man never really cared about the material possessions. His parents always tried to instruct him to want more, as for them what they had wasn’t enough for their son’s future, but he really never cared about any of this to his parents’ sorrow. Whenever he could, he shared what he had with the ones who actually needed it, participating in distributions of food for the homeless and in competitions with solidarity purpose. Or at least he used to, before his life turned upside down. Nicholas never had a very competitive nature, always following what was the right thing to do, instead of trying anything to get to the top. For him, it was more important to get things by merit rather than by cheating. Despite being a vampire and his whole family believing that they were the best species of hierarchy, the young man never shared the same opinion. At first, he was very secretive about his personal beliefs, knowing that no member of his family, including his own parents, would agree or accept them. Over time, Nick started to open more his own ‘shell’, being less afraid of sharing his own thoughts and starting to build his own life’s path. The young man is also very stubborn, rarely taking into consideration the people’s opinions regarding to his own life. Nicholas believes his problems are his alone to take care of and he doesn’t have the habit of asking for help to anyone when it’s something important. The vampire was always very sociable, never having the problem of starting a conversation with anyone. That was one of the reasons why he opened a bar, because it was very easy to talk with his  costumers and their stories always made him feel better about his own. Having a kind heart got him a lot of troubles, but he never learn with his past mistakes, as he doesn’t consider them really mistakes. Nick had to mature very quickly, forcing him to become independent at a young age. Even though he doesn’t agree with half of the things his family does or believes, Nicholas always loved them, especially his cousin Stephen, who he always treated like a younger brother. Protect his family is something very important to him, even if he doesn’t always show it.

Nicholas Jung is played by Closed;

[divinitycoverpg-blog]

Prescott Bishop | 120 (looks 32) | Vampire (Sanguis Coven) | The Yelow Book Road Bookstore

“No matter where I sleep, you are haunting me.”

Backstory

A year ago, Prescott did something horrible. He killed one of his own, a vampire. He killed his best friend Drew in a moment of rage. The only person he could trust. Nothing was the same after that. Soon, his coven found out what he did and disowned him. Prescott crumbled to pieces, went on a killing spree everynight, killing humans he wasn’t supposed too. There weren’t a lot of rules, but not killing humans and vampires was one of them. He broke them, and continued to break them. He couldn’t live with himself nor he could kill himself. Despite not being in the coven, his father still looked out for him, but enough was enough. Their city was big, but authorities started being suspicious. Prescott had to go. He could no longer stay at the only place he called home. He got on a bus not knowing where he is going. Several hours passed, several buses changed and Prescott got to a town that spread a mystic vibe. An invisible force pulled him towards it. There was a scent in the air. Something unnatural was going on around here. He could smell somebody similiar to him. A vampire maybe? He couldn’t tell just yet. Prescott figured this was as good as it’s going to get. Also, there was a little voice in his head telling him this could be his new home. This could maybe be his relief. Drew’s face maybe won’t haunt him here. Unlikely. The face of his best friend will haunt him until somebody stakes him, releasing him out of his misery. What a coward he has been. He couldn’t even get the courage to stake himself. When he came to North Carolina, Prescott put himself in the position of the leader of the Sanguis coven. Will North Carolina finally bring peace to Prescott? Is he finally going to be able to forgive himself? For a year he felt like a total humiliation and a traitor. He never meant to hurt Drew. He never meant to start a fight. He just wishes somebody would tell him it’s alright. That he is forgiven, that Drew was a monster. Unfortunately, that wouldn’t be true, because the only monster here is Prescott.

Personality

[+] Loyal, brave and sharp. [-] Emotionally fragile, reckless and ruthless when angered.

face claim; paul wesley, played by; dima, GMT + 1

[atworldsend-main]

Name: Cheyenne Saltzman

FC (Face Claim): Willa Holland

Maker: Rhys Kavanaugh, Damon Salvatore's blood/ (Niklaus Bloodline)

Age: 17 

Lineage: Saltzman / Tsuritsa Bloodline

Affiliation: Damon Salvatore

Family: Alaric Saltzman (father - never met), Sarah Tsuritsa (mother - deceased), Andreea Tsuritsa (grandmother - supported her decision to travel)

Connections:

Alaric Saltzman- Alaric is Cheyenne’s father though she never met him due to the fact that he and her mother broke off their relationship shortly before she found out she was pregnant when Alaric went off to college. Cheyenne has been searching for him for years, which lead her to get into tarot and palm reading as means to find her father. When she heard of his death she was heartbroken on losing the chance to understand more of herself she chose to travel. One say when consulting Tarot cards they told her of his “rebirth” and she began to search again, finding a lead in Mystic Falls, Virginia and then New York City.

Damon Salvatore: In the end her journey led Chey to Damon. Originally she was to stay with him only temporarily until she came into contact with Alaric. However when that came and went and he left she was convinced by him to stay and continue living together. Despite constant arguments and teasing Chey finds him to be an unexpected Father figure. Something that most likely does more harm than good with how she is being raised.

Rebekah Michaelson: The vampire having decided she wishes to almost adopt the girl. She’s half sure she may be insane but life is short and she’s fun.

Magnus Bane: Chey is a fan; the Warlock’s aura is colorful and interesting as his personality. Although she isn’t very close to him she admires the High Warlock of Brooklyn.

Known for: Being Alaric Saltzman’s long lost daughter, predicting the future through Tarot and Palm Reading

Personality Type (Include Archetype): Cheyenne is a stubborn girl. She is very in tune with nature and the spirit world due to her fascination with Tarot and Palm Reading being raised mostly by her Romanian Grandmother. She can be really sarcastic and sassy when need be but is over all a calm person for the most part not finding it in her to care about most things. When she does get angered, however, she tends to blow up. She is a free spirited person, often marching to the beat of her own drum, and is very flirtatious with the opposite sex. She loves to have a good time, going out drinking with friends to unwind after a long week of school or finding the assistance of her collection of herbal friends. Cheyenne’s Archetype would be The Free Spirit.

Admirable personality traits (name three strengths):

+ loyal, cheerful, mellow

Negative personality traits (name three weaknesses):

- sassy, opinionated, stubborn

Things that make angry: Although difficult to anger she lashes out over the use of Gypsy stereotypes.

Method of handling anger: Cheyenne tends to lash out by verbally assaulting who ever pissed her off. She is a pacifist and refuses under any circumstance to attack another physically.

Things that embarrass: She’s difficult to embarrass.

Method of handling embarrassment: If capable she’s likely to stumble over her words before going silent for a minute or two.

Fears: Living forever, having seen the supernatural world now she finds the idea of eternity terrifying.

Method of handling fear: She does her best to stay out of supernatural affairs preferring to stay on the down low.

Sense of Humor: Sarcasm

Philosophy of Life: She is clothed in strength and dignity, and she laughs without fear of the future.

Most painful experiences in character’s past (to prove why they act the way they do): Losing her mother two years ago was the most painful experience that Cheyenne has had to live through in her life. The two were incredibly close.

Character’s goals (What they want)(Their biggest dream): To live her life to the fullest.

Character’s motivation (Why they want the above goal): So she can find peace when she eventually passes on.

Character’s conflict (What is keeping them from their goal): Despite her desire to remain unattached to affairs of Vampires, Warlocks and Werewolves the people she remains around complicate this desire.

Summarize character’s Fatal Flaw (the main problem to work through): Cheyenne wants to live her life bright and quick, to burn out enjoying herself. However living full time with a surrogate Vampire Father has been making her slowly feel more and more guilty about the possibility of leaving him along again one day.

[nolanightsrpg]

"I'm just trying to have a little fun before I die...if that ever happens."

Born to a middle-class family in a suburb of Chicago, Hunter had a strict upbringing. His father being a veteran of WWI and his mother staying at home to take care of him, Hunter was always taught to obey and follow the rules. While the strictness was difficult to deal with at times, he wasn't one to rock the boat. Once he graduated from high school, he even proposed to the neighbor girl his parents had expected him to marry since he was a child. 

Unfortunately or fortunately, depending on how you look at it, the wedding had to be postponed when Hunter was drafted for the Vietnam War. About a year into his service, Hunter was bitten and turned while having sex with a Vietnamese whore, putting an end to his tour with the United States Army. As a vampire, Hunter spent much of his time traveling the Asia-Pacific and Europe before returning to the United States.

Hunter moved to New Orleans several months ago and "transferred" into Montgomery High. A part of Hunter enjoys reliving his teenage years without his overbearing and strict parents guiding the way. While Hunter is careful about his feeding habits in order to prevent causing trouble in the supernatural world, he's definitely open to having a little fun with his human classmates.

CONNECTIONS:

BLAINE ANDERSON: Blaine and Hunter are in some of the same classes. Since he spends so much time around them, Blaine is fairly good at spotting vampires and he's almost one hundred percent sure that Hunter is a vamp. As for Hunter, he's very much aware that Baine is a fangbanger and almost feels sorry for the boy. He's never understood the interest some vampires have in using the same human over and over again until they're all dried up. 

RACHEL BERRY: Rachel and Hunter met shortly after he transferred into Montgomery High. With her knee socks, short skirts and do-gooder attitude, Rachel immediately reminded Hunter of the girls from his time. He moved in quickly and they've been dating for a month or so. Hunter wants nothing more than to corrupt her in every way possible. He imagines someday he'll introduce her to his vampirism and get immense pleasure from the look of fear on her face before he attacks. He's taking his time though and playing the role of charming boyfriend. As for Rachel, she's just grateful that the new, handsome, bad boy of Montgomery has taken an interest in her.

SANTANA LOPEZ: Santana and Hunter hate each other. It isn't based on any wrongdoings they've done to one another, rather it's simply about who and what they are. Hunter finds it rather disgusting that everyone seems to worship and fear the werewolf girl he deems as nothing more than an animal. As for Santana, she finds it appalling that every girl seems to be swooning over the new "dark and mysterious" vampire who smells like death. 

[senatushq]

NAME. Asher Gray AGE & BIRTH DATE. 127 & March 25th, 1896 GENDER & PRONOUNS. Male & He/Him SPECIES. Vampire BLOODLINE. Juno OCCUPATION. Theo & Ely’s Sugar Baby FACE CLAIM. Michael Vlamis

BIOGRAPHY

The early years of Asher’s life in New York were mostly in turmoil. World War 1 was just on the horizon, every young man signing up for war, women running in to be nurses – and the city just held its breath. But not Asher. He was always searching for something more, and if that meant war, then maybe he would’ve made it that far – if fate had given him a chance.

He was born a twin to druid parents that were buzzing with excitement over having two children. Both boys – the Gray druids would continue on, and what souls were within their children was the talk of their small, supernatural community. Asher and Niko were thick as thieves growing up, and while their parents knew that the dusty streets of New York were harsh, it was good enough to get their sense of adventure going. Their father had family in Rome, druids who lived within the pyramids and still studied the old ways of the Etruscans. Of the archdruids that would possibly come back, ones that would guide them once more. So many had been taken from them – too many druids were dying, and Asher and Niko would be the next two to help them along. 

It started out as dreams for his twin, who would talk about what lifetimes would play in front of him when he closed his eyes at night. For Asher, nothing really came. He learned early on to lie, before any of their abilities would manifest – before his brother could manipulate the earth and nature around them, and Asher was left with nothing but dirt in his fists. Niko would try to share, create magic for his twin, remind him that there was beauty in the greenery around them, but to Asher, it wasn’t his to enjoy. It wouldn’t be; this would be a journey that only Niko could partake in, and Asher would be left behind.

His lie was obvious, when no dreams came, his stories fell through, and no magic appeared in the palm of his hands. A human, his mother had said. No magic, no druidic soul – his parents and brother would outlive him, bury him, the poor human, and carrying on in other lifetimes without him. The fantastical stories he’d heard and witnessed by his brother were never his, taken from a young man who felt like he had nothing to begin with. It seemed to sting worse when their parents had a third child a few years later, naming him Julius, and putting their hopes in another druidic soul choosing their baby. It was meant to be, their younger brother showing memories as early as Niko did, and Asher lost any hope of ever being included.

It’s when he started to distance himself, and while Niko tried to overcompensate, there was nothing that could be done. Asher’s pride was shot, his future was somewhat bleak, and he didn’t bother with pretending to be interested anymore. The druids would need to continue on their own futures, and Asher would be just a little blip in their lifetime. A moment, one that was fleeting, like all the other humans they’d met in their lifetimes. 

The streets of New York were preparing for war, news that traveled slowly from Europe, and Asher was ready. He had too much internal conflict, too much knowledge of the supernatural community to ever let his head rest. Though he never got any further than the line to sign up. He’d never make it to the front, abandoning the idea of war for a life of whatever the hell he wanted instead. 

Nights spent in the smokey alley ways of New York; in the back of bars, clubs, where tongues and alcohol flowed freely. Ash found himself at the mercy of a vampire, something that he’d never truly wandered towards before. His attitude was enough to keep him interesting, the vampire getting a thrall out of it in the end. Asher didn’t mind the feeling of fangs in his neck, craved the euphoria that followed, and became far too attached. But all pretty things lose their shine, and eventually, Asher found himself on the mend. He’d gone through the painful process of becoming detached from the addiction, from the string of thrall and vampire, and still – he was painfully human. 

His parents and brothers knew of his destructive tendencies, but they were afraid to insult him more than he already was. For too long Asher had felt pushed out, because in reality, there was no inclusion. His twin detoxed him from vampires, tried to find a path in life that wasn’t war, that wasn’t rejecting who he really was. Too often Asher found himself trying to be who society pressured him to be – a successful, straight young man. It wasn’t him, however. His lies led to him becoming more and more elusive, to becoming more and more reliant on those around him when he went out on a week bender. Eventually, that life caught up to him. A few stolen trinkets here and there, a vampire who wanted to remind him that he couldn’t escape, and a slow death in an alleyway.

There were two men, however, one that he vaguely remembered stealing from, another, a blonde, who’d laughed about it for days. He recognized a vampire when he saw one, Theo’s blue eyes striking as he brought blood once more to his lips. 

When Asher awoke, it was as a vampire – a faiman and his sire the only two that were there for him. His family would reject him, wouldn’t they? A soul that was now lost, had no hope, even if an archdruid were to be found. It wasn’t a life Ash was meant to have, but he was taught the basics – the rest he simply knew. He knew how to survive, and this would be no different.

The world was his to explore, now. No longer contained to dark alleys in New York City, ships that led to Europe, to islands, to places unknown. That’s when he began to do as he pleased. Chaos followed his steps, but perhaps that’s how it was meant to be.

PERSONALITY

+ humorous, social, butterfly – argumentative, impulsive, addictive

PLAYED BY LAUREN. PST. She/Her.

[crossroadsrp-blog]

“I’m fucking Lydia, bitches!”

Lydia || Vampire || Unknown, looks 25 ||

FC: Ksenia Solo

Lydia is pretty well known through Crossroads, she’s crass, lewd and selfish as sin itself, but she has a way of drawing people in so they want to know her better.  She’s the proud owner of the Bare It All, a strip club right in the heart of the city.  She paid a pretty penny for it, but everyone’s too afraid to ask her where all that money came from.  Next door is a laundromat that’s really a front for a place where she wants to construct a brothel.  There are no other brothel’s in Crossroads yet, and she wants to be first.

However, outside of Crossroads, Lydia is a wanted woman both by the human FBI and vampire hunters.  She almost destroyed Las Vegas single handed with her shady business practices, and only barely got away after a magicfolk bound her vampire powers.  Battered and abused, but way too stubborn to give up, she flitted around the country until she found Crossroads.  After finally coercing some young magicfolk to unbind her powers, she decided to lay low for a couple decades until the heat could die down, however, nothing is ever that easy.

Lydia has a lust for power that even she can’t explain, especially because once she has it she doesn’t do anything with it.  Instead, she’s content to just be in charge in name only, letting her minions and slaves do the actual work.  Her biggest goal right now besides the brothel, is possibly murdering Erica Chase and taking over the Crossroads official vampire coven, but that might be harder than it appears.

Character Connections:

Erica Chase (Open): Rival that she is friends with to her face, but she secretly wants to destroy.

Assets:

Annual Income: 100k

Currently in Possession of 76 souls

[easthavenrp]

QUINN FABRAY is a UTP year old JUNIOR at Easthaven University who is majoring in DRAMA/ACTING. She appears to be 25 years old. She is a VAMPIRE, and bears a striking resemblance to DIANNA AGRON. Unfortunately, she is UNAVAILABLE.

“WITH FANGS BARED THAT GLISTENED LIKE THE PUREST PEARLS,

SHE RIPS THROUGH THE HARDSHIP FOR A BETTER TOMORROW.”

Past

275 Years Ago….

She’d only just turned twenty five a week ago; it was a new age for her, the age in which she was truly an adult, ready for marriage, or at the very least, a lover with whom she could spend her time together with. She was a beautiful young woman, and for this her father was proud of her, because in a way it made her just like her mother whom had passed away when Quinn was thirteen. Quinn was ready to take the first step as an adult, and felt it was time to come out to her father. “Father, I want to tell you that I’m in a relationship, and I truly feel as though I’m in love.” It should have been something of celebration, but it became the darkest day of her life. The man she emulated, turned his back on her. The man she felt could never feel anything but love for her, turned his love to hatred multiplied. Glenn Fabray became enraged when he found out his only daughter was in the midst of a relationship with another woman.

Quinn defended her lover from her father’s physical outburst, threatening her harm. She tried to reason with the man whose anger clouded all sense of rationality. Words such as ‘Heretic’, 'Abomination’, and 'Satanic’ were screamed at her, thrown in her face as her father forced her away from being between him and her love Abigail. Quinn screamed at him, but in his heated rage Glenn snapped Abigail’s neck, letting her limp body drop to the floor with a thud as he turned back to Quinn with palpable hate in his eyes. It scared her. Instinctively her body backed away from him as he moved closer. “You are no daughter of mine. Now get out, before I send your wretched defiled soul to hell.” The words were enough to send her heart sinking deep into her stomach, but she heeded the warning with haste and left the place she’d called home the entirety of her life.

She had nowhere to go, nowhere to call home, no love to turn to in her time of need, and no friends in the new town she’d found herself in. In all her life she’d never felt so alone, unwanted, and worthless. Eyes turned to her, and simply looked through her as if she were not there. She was left to her own devices for weeks before someone found her, and with enough sympathy in their heart they helped her. Madam Krista Lynn Laefeur, a noble hailing from the French lands. She didn’t speak of herself much; where she came from, what family she had, or why she was there, but she gave Quinn what she desperately needed: a place to call home, someone who cared for her, food to sustain her, warmth to keep her, and a bed to rest in. Quinn was forever grateful to her, but as she spent more time with the Madam, she realized there was something different about her.

She couldn’t place her finger on it, and it wasn’t until she came across the Madam in private discussing a matter with another when she found out her suspicions were correct. Before her eyes the Madam sank a pair of fangs into the man’s neck, sucking, slurping, taking his blood with great fervor, she feared she may not be safe around the Madam any longer. When she tried to flee, she was stopped by the Madam herself, her lips dripping of crimson while her tongue so leisurely lapped it up from her chin and up. “Do not fear me, sweet Quinn. I will not harm you.” Her voice, so sweet and soft like sugared velvet, was enough for Quinn to believe she were being honest, and wished no harm on her. “What are you?” Quinn whispered the question in a soft, hushed manner, as if afraid for the answer. Her eyes lifted to the Madam’s, awash with the fear that laced her whispered tone. The stained lips parted, and a single word was spoken from them, “Vampire.”

Madam had given her back her life, and wished for Quinn to join her, as part of her own. She turned Quinn, made her into a young vampire, and taught her what she needed to know in order to live her new life. For Quinn, it was a chance to start over, to create a new and better life while leaving the hate of her human life behind her. As time progressed, Quinn was finally able to find a place where she could be what and who she was, and wanted to be, at Easthaven.

Present

Quinn is a continued student at Easthaven, majoring in the Drama department. She loves the stage, the thrill of acting as a completely different person, and the applause of the audience. When on stage she immerses herself in the character she plays, and will sometimes forget she’s acting all together. Her tastes have opened up to more than just liking the female gender. She’s come to accept that she likes both males and females, and while she sparingly dates, she’s happy with the life she has for the most part. She has a personal wish that she would find a more permanent spouse, someone she could love with all of her and not be afraid to do so. She’s regulated her blood intake so as not to cause any long lasting issues now that she’s found a place she can call home. She bares her fangs in defense of herself and those she cares for. She’s become an upstanding student, and because of this reputation she refrains from fighting others. She continues to try making new friends, though will often come off as rude or snobbish at first, contrary to what she actually means. This either forces her to come forward with an apology, or the fellow student to resent and dislike her. When she’s not at school she resides in the mansion left to her by the Madam before her death. She has no company, and often feels alone, but she could never give up the home given to her by the woman who gave her a second chance at a new life.

Future

She wants to become the immortal face of the stage, as an accepted vampire actress, a voice for other supernatural actors. She wants to eventually bring other supernatural beings to light for the rest of human kind, and work to be accepted in regular society again the way she is. That is her career goal. While it consumes a great deal of her time and energy, Quinn still hopes for that long lasting relationship she’s always wanted to have, to find someone she feels she can completely give herself to. She wants a true love, even though she doesn’t talk about it very much out loud. At home she keeps various journals of the years that she’s lived, but hides them away once they are filled.

QUINN FABRAY is currently being played by Shida, who is 29 and in EST.

[atworldsend-demonapocalypse-blog]

Character Name:  Clarice de Rochelle

Face Claim: Phoebe Tonkin

Species: Vampire

Age/Mortality:  390 years old

Quote/Song Lyric:  “I’m not looking for absolution”

Character Connections:

Stefan Uccello: Her master and maker. Many are surprised to find she belongs to him given her nature, but she loves him and is very protective of him.

Lexi Branson: The other vampire who calls Stefan their master.

Character Personality:

If she doesn’t like someone Clarice is cold at best, not caring in the slightest what others think of her. She can be extremely manipulative and cunning -lying without a second thought and using any means needed to get what she wants, stopping at nothing to do so. She is ruthless and will happily kill out of boredom. It is only Stefan who has stopped her from racking up a body count in the hundreds. She does have quite a body count though and doesn’t appear to show a thread of remorse for what she’s done. She appears calm, if a bit cold, most of the time but this can change like the flick of a switch to homicidal wrath.

Character History:

Clarice was born in a small town outside Paris in 1625 to a silk merchant and his wife, who died in childbirth. She was left to be brought up her fathers maiden sister, whilst he travelled and avoided the daughter that so reminded him of his dead wife. Her aunt was a cold and strict woman who Clarice grew to resent from a young age, a fact not helped by the lessons the old woman instilled in her. She wasn’t the only one Clarice resented though - her father fell prey to that too. The older she got, the anger she got. It built until one day, as her aunt beat her for getting her Latin wrong, she finally snapped. She killed her aunt but was caught. As she awaited her fate in the towns jail she managed to convince the prison guard of her innocence and he helped her escape. From there she fled to Paris where she fell into a gang of thieves to try and earn money to get by. The man she called boss quickly learned that stealing wasn’t the young woman’s best talent though. With in the year she found herself working as an assassin for some of France’s most important men. She had no problem doing this - from very early on she found that killing didn’t mean anything to her and she could do it with ease. In fact the job rather suited her and she was never caught again.

That was until a few years later when a mark she had followed to Italy and killed successfully, had been the sheep of a rather powerful vampire. He caught her leaving the city on her way back to Paris. He could have killed her, should have done so but he didn’t. Something had given Stefan Uccello pause and instead of killing her he made her his. She missed Pairs and the life she’d had there but she started to find life with Stefan as her master far more pleasant than her politically motivated masters back in Paris. Clarice wasn’t sure if she had any choice in staying with him but she wouldn’t have wanted to leave even if she could. Instead she stuck by his side and over time he became the only person she really cared about.

Character Present:

Having been held up elsewhere, Clarice is now back in New York. She’s happy to be back at her masters side and is now learning all the can about the New York Underground. It’s a place she finds she likes but it seems to her there’s even more fun to be had up in the city. Her aim is to keep herself busy because she knows when bored her mind drifts to dangerous places and the actions that would follow are actions that Stefan has told her not to do. If anyone else had given her that order she would have ignored it without thought but she’s determined to be obedient to him and resist the urge for senseless murder.

[graceless-years-rpg]

Alaric Saltzman || 34/35

Enhanced Original Vampire || Canon || Taken || Matt Davis

Personality: Dry-humoured, intellectual, reserved, caring, lost.

Powers/Skills: Enhanced Original vampiric powers, geography, combat, carpentry, intelligence.

YOU CAN'T FIGHT THE TEARS THAT AIN'T COMING

The spell that bound Alaric to Elena’s life managed to stay in effect when she completed her transition and became a vampire — putting the “un” in undead brought reanimated Alaric. He was resurrected six feet underground and only thanks to his enhanced original strength was he able to fully dig himself out. Starving, the vampire lashed out at the first citizens he saw, but was interrupted mid feed by a strange blue alien. Illyria, she called herself, and she spared him when he explained he couldn’t remember who he was and the next thing he drank would be bourbon, not blood — he reminded her vaguely of someone she used to know. Now wandering New Orleans with this blue creature by his side, occasionally sparring with her and engaging is the most bizarre conversations, who knows when his flashbacks will lead him to the truth? To what’s left of his family? All he really knows is what was written on his tombstone and that he was a bad man… and faces. Just fleeting glimpses of people he thought he missed, but wasn’t sure.

OR THE MOMENT OF TRUTH IN YOUR LIES

Elena Gilbert - step-daughter, ex-teacher. 

Jeremy Gilbert - father figure, ex-teacher. 

Jenna Sommers - girlfriend, deceased. 

Damon Salvatore - best friend, brother figure. 

Illyria - guide, ally and friend, leader.

YOU BLEED JUST TO KNOW YOU’RE ALIVE

Canon versus The Graceless Years

Traveled to New Orleans to find Damon.

Esther’s life-bonding spell remained intact when Elena drowned.

Alaric’s alter ego is what died when Elena did.

He doesn’t remember much of anything about his recent life.

He’s roaming New Orleans with the God King Illyria.

[divinitycoverpg-blog]

Elena Feld | 94 | Vampire Leader (Gallus Coven) | History Teacher

’War does not determine who is right— only who is left.’

Backstory

Elena knew one thing for certain: war was endless and all consuming. Most of her life was spent recovering from a war she’d never wanted any part of. Born in 1920, World War II erupted when she was nineteen years old. The Jews, like herself and her family were forced to wear stars, marking them. She’d lost count of the amount of time her nose was forcibly measured in width. The humiliation started early and stuck with her throughout the rest of her human life. 

By 1942, Elena and the rest of her family were sent to concentration camps. They were split up, torn apart, tossed away like trash. All because of their religious affiliation that Elena had always found silly anyway. She’d hated it, cursed it, cursed the man in charge of locking her away. To this day she wasn’t sure which camp she’d been in, she just remembered how awful it was. 

There were constant whippings, constant gassings. None of her family had come with her, so Elena was stuck on her own in a Nazi run concentration camp, a mere 22 years old. She grew dangerously thin and was beaten nearly daily. Sometimes she couldn’t hold her tongue and would lash verbally out against an officer. It never ended well for her. 

She was turned on the night she was meant to be gassed. She was lined up with the other prisoners, all murmuring excitedly about the shower the officers were allowing them. But Elena knew better. She knew no one ever came back from these. She knew she would die. She’d accepted it the best way she knew how. She’d saved a sharp stick in the waistband of her uniform, intending to jam it into the nearest guard’s throat. She was dead anyway. 

She noticed movement in the trees, a dark shape flitting from open space to open space. She stared hard at the shape, wondering what in the world could be out there prowling. Animals kept well away, generally, there was too much human activity. Perhaps it was an incredibly stupid bear. However, she could see in the next second that it wasn’t a bear. It was a man, tall and thin, with high cheekbones and dark, hungry eyes. Elena didn’t know how she did it, but she managed to sneak away from the line, flitting in the shadows toward the man outside the fence. 

He ripped the chain with seemingly no effort and then the snow was colored red. Oddly enough, Elena didn’t feel anything at all. Her eyes were open and she could sense that the blood on the snow was hers, but she couldn’t feel his teeth slicing her skin. She woke up crumpled in the snow, coated with it. She didn’t know if the guards didn’t see her laying there or if they didn’t care.

Everything felt different. She felt strong, yet weak at the same time. A burning thirst was at the back of her throat. With a cough, she bent to scoop up the nearest batch of snow, waiting for her body heat to melt it. However, it never did. The snow kept collecting, never melting.

Over time, she did realize what she’d become. She’d heard horror stories about the monsters who drained human blood, killing them with teeth like knives. Escaping the camp with her new found powers was cake, but she made sure to rip the throats out of a few Nazi guards on the way out.

She watched the war tear her country apart and couldn’t help but wonder why. Why couldn’t everyone band together to fight a common enemy. Fighting each other was pointless when things like her lay in the night.

Throughout the years, Elena had dealings with many supernatural creatures. She moved around often, never daring to stay in one place too long. She learned about werewolves and hybrids and any other number of creatures like her in her dealings. She met vampires in covens, though she never joined one herself. She preferred to be solitary, moving around and learning, giving advice where she may. 

When another war broke out, Elena found herself reeling. This one was even stupider than the second World War for humans. This was between her own people, her own kin. She stressed the importance of togetherness, but no one listened to her. She turned up her nose at their pig headedness and stayed out of the fray the best she could. 

She moved to Divinity Cove in the early nineties, settling down and going to college, earning her doctorate eventually. She took up a job as a high school history teacher, knowing she could educate kids much better than any book could. It was a solid, dependable job and she enjoyed it, acquiring a bit of wealth over the years. 

She made connections at the local hospital, supplying herself with plenty of blood so she wouldn’t have to feed off any humans. She noticed more and more supernatural creatures coming into the sleepy little town. Talking to all of them that she could, she gathered that the war had finally come to a head. The community had devoured itself from the inside out.

She was elected to be leader of the Gallus coven after some debate by those vampires who came to town. Her intelligent and wise counsel had swayed their minds. Plus, they knew she knew the area quite well from living in Divinity so long. 

Now, with leadership under her belt, Elena hoped to make a difference in Divinity Cove. She hoped to sway some minds and pull the community together regardless of the old conflicts. She yearns to unite against the Hunters and get the supernatural into something more than second class citizens.

Personality

[+] Intelligent, wise, open minded.

[-] Detached, sanctimonious, proud.

face clam; nat4sha neg0vanl1s. played by; melanie, CST.

[atworldsend-main]

Name: Caroline Forbes

FC (Face Claim): Candice Accola

Age: 17

Maker: Katherine Pierce (Niklaus Bloodline)

Family: Liz Forbes/Mother, Bill Forbes/Father (Deceased)

Connections:

Elena Gilbert: Best Friend

Bonnie Bennet: Best Friend

Stefan Salvatore:  Best Friends/ Partners in crime

Damon Salvatore: Pain in her rear end

Klaus Mikaelson: Complicated 

Tyler Lockwood: Ex Boyfriend/ Complicated

Known for: Her insecurities

Personality Type (Include Archetype): Caroline is extroverted and is also the real try hard type. She finds that she constantly puts herself out there for the sake of other people. If she was asked why she is this way she wouldn't be able to answer but in reality it could be said that Caroline acts as so because she wishes for people to do the same for her. Her archetype is The Caregiver.

Admirable personality traits (name three strengths): Cheerful, Energetic, Peaceful

Negative personality traits (name three weaknesses): Oversensitive, Naive, Indecisive

Things that make angry: Liars, those who are un-loyal, or when thugs threaten people she cares for most. Method of handling anger: Caroline handles her anger by drinking blood or crying in frustration.

Things that embarrass: Embarrassed by her OCD Method of handling embarrassment: Cleaning when she is home alone, when no one will bother her. If caught she will freak out playfully in embarrassment.

Fears: Being alone, losing her friends and family. Method of handling fear: Seeking comfort in those she trusts most or who people she thinks will be able to help her with what she is going through. If the situation ever calls for it Caroline will attempt to be as strong and brave as she can, she has yet to shut off her humanity and does not plan to do so any time soon.

Sense of Humor: Bonding-in-the-moment Humor

Philosophy of Life:Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.

Most painful experiences in character’s past (to prove why they act the way they do): The most painful experience in Caroline's past would have to be accepting the fact that her human self is dead and she is no longer the person she use to be. Now she is a vampire and must learn to live with it and make the people she holds dear to her proud.

Character’s goals (What they want)(Their biggest dream): The new vampires dream is to take advantage of the fact that she will live forever by spending all her extra time with her friends to the fullest, exploring places she's always wanted to go to and be the successful adult she dreamed of being as a child.

Character’s motivation (Why they want the above goal): Caroline's motivation is her desire to be happy.

Character’s conflict (What is keeping them from their goal): Klaus Mikaelson, Tyler Lockwood. As well as her own fears of the future.

Summarize character’s Fatal Flaw (the main problem to work through): She always forgives people, even if they don't deserve it. Because of this Caroline constantly seems to set herself up to be knocked down. (I.E. Her relationship with Klaus.)

[wayfordtown-rp]

Riley Addison | Appears 21/836 | Bartender | Vampire | TAKEN | FC: Nina Dobrev

"All things truly wicked start from innocence."

Background:

From birth Riley was considered ‘the golden child’. Born October 31st 1177 A.D Riley was promised a bright life. At age twelve she developed a love for things most of the small town’s children didn’t like nature, animals and learning how to read. For a small girl Riley was brilliant and lovable. Everyone who knew her thought she was the sweetest little girl they had ever met, she knew to speak when spoken too as her father instilled in her every night. As she grew older her relationship with her father dwindled down to nothing after he molested and raped her at age thirteen. No one knew about it except the small journal Riley kept. At age 16, her mother was murdered by a creature no one could catch and it turned Riley’s heart to stone, she no longer cared about anyone but herself. Something inside her snapped and she became a dark shell of herself. The word love wasn’t in her vocabulary anymore. She could care less about the hearts she stepped on or the people she crushed.

    At age nineteen, Riley had become close friends with the town witch, and the struck up a deal. If Riley would protect her from the towns people, she’d make her immortal, make her stronger, faster, smarter and almost invincible. Being the selfish person Riley was at the time she accepted, but that came at a price. She could no longer bare the children she planned to have, grow old with anyone or even step out into the sunlight. As the multiple years passed Riley kept up her end of the bargain and destroyed anyone who dared harm the witch. As the witch’s life came to a close she presented Riley with a black stoned ring, one that would allow her to walk in the sun just like everyone else.

      After the witch died Riley set out to explore the world and she did, 36 times, for over six hundred years. Growing tired of traveling around, and having no constant place to stay she stopped in Salem, Massachusetts and lived there for a few years before having to move once more. The more she moved around, the more reckless she become. Riley grew tired of covering her tracks and just started killing almost entire towns, it wasn’t like anyone could stop her. She even turned half of them into creatures just as her.

     As the turn of the century approached and the 1900’s came around Riley came across Wayford which was filled with creatures she never even knew existed, things just as powerful as she was. This was going to be her new home. Here, they welcomed her with open arms. Sure, she had her fair share of fights to the death but that didn’t make her want to leave. Riley has lived in Wayford for 113 years and she isn’t planning on leaving any time soon. 

Personality:

Riley is strong willed, hard headed and quite frankly a bitch. She has no regard for human life if she doesn’t know them and she will have no problem ripping your heart out right from your chest. People claim she’s psychopathic and that just may be true. Although she can be cruel she can also be the sweetest person you’ve ever met. If you’re important to her she will protect you with her life not matter the fight. Riley is very intelligent, and the furthest from naive. She can be manipulative,  seductive and most of all outsmart you within a few simple sentences. She isn’t the type to cross.

Negative & Positives:

Caring, Intelligent, loyal. 

Manipulative, brash, vindictive. 

Relationships:

none

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