Hello and welcome to Vampire Kingdom, What a pleasure it is to see you here, and some of you again.
This is where you will create your character, using the guideline below. They will be claimed by one of the Royals if they are acceptable, so please refrain from RPing until you are claimed. Feel free to visit our Chat and Games Subforum while you wait.
Thank you.
Name:
Gender (male/female)
Race of vampire:
Age actual:
Age looks:
Eye color:
Hair color:
Height
Weight:
Status:
Personality:
Distinguishing feature(s):
Power:
Weapon(s) of choice:
Appearance:
History:
Your character cannot be more than 10,000 years of age. You cannot simply put unknown, and you cannot make them older than that.
You also cannot leave your history plank or put that they're too old to remember their history. Doing so will lead to the staff assuming that you're not going to put much effort into your RPs. Please provide a history that will permit us to learn about your character and properly judge which royal they'll thrive with. We love long histories! Your history must be at least 5 lines long or your character will not be claimed and you will be asked to add to it.
--Note--
All members can have two(2) characters to begin with, and one more with each 1000 posts. You cannot make a third character until you reach 1,000 posts.
You must have 1,000 posts to earn a staff position for your character!
ALSO! Each member will have each character claimed by a different royal, so for those who claim for their royal, you must look to see if that member already has a character claimed by your royal, if so you must wait for someone else to claim them.
~Note~
We are in the 1500s, please try to keep things period. Thank you.
What that means is that you can't have what are modern day cigarettes, jeans(invented in the 1850s), and other such things that are not appropriate in the dark ages. If you are not sure if it exists in the 1500s, google it. ~ Zillah
Note: Due to an agreement by Emperor Arsen and Lucifer, Demons that are brought forth within the kingdom will be under Lucifer's jurisdiction, i.e. no royal will be able to claim them. They are free to decide to join as part of the protectors or not, but they are still unable to be claimed by any royal. Any inquiries are to be taken up with Arsen [Kisa_13] or Lucifer[Dark_Angel_84]. Rules of Demons: I: only allowed to have one when you have at least 500 posts or more, and II: regular members can only have 1 demon, moderators and admins can have 2, roots can have 3, co-owners 5, and the owner: 6.
Name: Annette Fraser
Gender (male/female): Female
Race of vampire: Sanguinarian (Made)
Age actual: 197
Age looks: 20
Eye color: Blue, but the blue turns blood red when she becomes angry or feeds.
Hair color: Curly Brown
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 125 lbs
Status: Single
Personality: Independent and not afraid to speak her mind, doesn't trust others easily, extremely loyal to her friends
Distinguishing feature(s): Tattoo of a black horse beneath a Japanese cherry tree along her right side/ribcage
Power: Can transform into a wolf, speed, strength, fire
Weapon(s) of choice: Excellent at archery, but prefers the two daggers her father gave her for close combat
Appearance:
History:
Annette was born over two hundred years ago in Scotland, as the only daughter of the chief of Clan Fraser, Fergus and his wife, Margaret. With six older brothers, Annette learned to fight and defend herself, and eventually became skilled enough to outwit even her father in a sparring match. Despite many suitors, Annette never saw fit to marry any of them, as wanted to remain independent and in control of her own life and didn't need a man to take care of her, especially a man who wanted her only for her dowry.
When she was twenty years old, Annette had left the estate to do some hunting and returned after dark to find the estate in ashes. Everything had been burned and everyone she loved had been killed, the ground was soaked with their blood, their throats had been ripped apart. Not knowing what else to do, Annette ran into the forest, grief and the night's darkness blinding her, but she continued to run. She had only been running for a few moments when she felt someone was pursuing her. Her grief quickly turned into rage and she turned to face whoever it was that killed her family, daggers in hands, but no one was there. She saw and heard nothing, but she continued to feel a presence until something threw her against a tree. It was a vampire. His mouth was stained with the blood of her brothers. His name was Thierry, and he was going to give Annette a gift of immortality, and she was going to be his mate. Annette fought back fiercely, but her strength was nothing compared to the bone crushing grip of her captor. He turned her and for nearly two hundred years, Annette was unable to escape him. Her anger and hatred of him grew until one day she was strong enough to kill him an free herself.
Now that her life is her own again, she decides to come to the Vampire Kingdom and see if she can find a home here.
Name: Isabella de Mor
Gender Female
Race of vampire: Pure Blood
Age actual:900
Age looks:22
Eye color:Jade Green
Hair color:Red
Height:5’5”
Weight:120lbs
Status:Single
Personality:Isabella is soft spoken.
Distinguishing feature(s):Thin scar that runs along her back.
Power:Compulsion (to make someone do as she wishes. This will only work with ranks beneath me and of course it will be discussed in Private Message as well.)
Weapon(s) of choice:Bow and dagger
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History:Isabella carries with her a feral and fiercely predatory air, keeping close watch on those around her. Her movements are precise, with near feline grace. She speaks with a thick accent akin to Italian, interspersing foreign words on occasion as she becomes more familiar with the person or people with whom she speaks.
Passion is her controlling force, for good or ill. Isabella uses silence to conceal emotion, as her expressive features betray her feelings despite her best efforts. But when she wants something, she keeps no secrets in regard to her desire.
She has grown accustomed to the wall that is thrown up between herself and others. She has been, for thirty years or more, a lone nomadic vampire. Beyond that thirty years lies a history about which she is most often determined not to speak.Then again....
I was nearly the age of five when it was discovered, “the gift” they called it. I was taken to the local Magic shop where I was given countless tests. With each passing test the static of the room grew louder. I can still recall my father’s expression. A look of awe, greed and power as his eyes looked at me. I was no longer a sweet child to him but a tool of war. As times in Italy grew more dangerous the more he used my gift. The night standing on the roof of the bank he pointed me Dew west and said “Isabella my sweet bella. Tell YOUR Papa what you see”. I complied and gave him his answers. The visions that floated around my head were not for his knowledge but he pried them out of me. If I refused the lashings and the hot irons did the trick.
So, I buried myself deep in my clans work and when needed I looked into the future and its past when needed. When not waging wars we were hunting and gathering intelligence on anything and anyone that was of the shadow world. That when I found my second talent. I was sixteen and I had already begun wearing my masks to protect myself. I was told to look over journals and I did. They were searching for someone and sent me to look among the books to see if I saw anything. The painting stopped all thought and I picked it up and it was like my mind raced and spun images of this person in my head.
I spent night less hours holding that painting trying to push the images to be sharper more detailed. One night it worked. I began writing the images in my head and comparing them with other books. My father caught me one night and gave me such a beating for not sticking to the task.. Threats of never letting me out in sunlight. I would NEVER let anyone know of my gifts from that day forward.
There comes a moment of true clarity in everyone’s life. For me it was tonight. I left the castle with lightness about myself a sense of honor and pride. I slid my pale blue hood over my head as the rain softly started. Each step that I took from the castle into the wooded area made me grin wider as I replayed the last events. The smile he had when I placed the statue on his desk. The look of amazement and curiosity made my smile broaden.
My walk was slow; un-rushed and, for first time in my immortal life, beautiful. There was no hunger or thirst no beast lurking and beating against the walls of my body to be released. I was at peace.
The wind picked up and a new scent filled my body. I froze in place as my eyes surveyed the area. I went to take a step forward when sharp piercing pains enter my upper left shoulder. I bit back a scream and crouched down breaking off the shaft of the arrow. My eyes darted left then right. I tried to hear but the silver tipped arrow head screamed out at me more than any other sound. There they were lined up in a line just west of me in dark hooded cloaks. I crept across the brush praying that I was their target and not the castle that lay nestled in the woods not too far from where they stood. I took a deep breath and broke from the brush and took off running eastward. A rain of arrows followed my trail. I pushed harder and looked back as I heard the heavy gallop of horses. When I looked forward a hand caught me by the throat.
My eyes peered into the hood growing wider.
“Hello, Sister”, as she plunged the silver dagger into my side.
As I struggled from her, my own half sister, she had them bind me in silver that made me buckle and scream so that the birds scattered and it echoed off the trees. She knelt down to me and whispered:
“Now who is Damon's favorite”, she spat at me “Filthy Vampire”.
It rang in my ears and the silver quickly raced through out my body. Before I finally fell unconscious the soft word filled my head.My eyes fluttered open and a low light began to come in and out of view. I was lying on my stomach, arms stretched out to each side, cold damp floor beneath me, the stench of decay surrounding me. I tried to pull my arms in to push myself up but a sharp snap of the chains pulled them back apart.
“No, no Mia Bella.” Celestine counseled, her voice singing out like a melody on a harp as she approached my cruel prison.
I attempted to get up once again, lifting my head and snapping the chains tight with my arms, growling, “Celestine you will release me or you shall live to regret it,” before the chains forced me back down.
She responded jovially “We shall play this game my way, you know how we get answers when we really want them.” She began to chuckle, “To think, the very tools you taught me shall bring down everything you hold dear.”
Realizing what was to come, I fought the chains with renewed vigor. I pulled them until my left arm broke and fell limp.
She ran her thin finger under my chin, pulling it up to meet her luminant violet eyes. “Who made you Isabella?” she taunted, “Who put you in this sadistic state?”
Raging inside, I laid still and silent.
Pausing briefly, she started again, “Who created this torment for you?” whispering as she ran her fingers through my hair.
I jerked, trying to bite her hand, hissing at her.
She pulled a lever on the contraption that bound me, and it began to turn me upside down. She walked behind me and I began to hear the all too familiar hum of the ageal. I braced myself, twisting my wrists around the chains, holding them tight within my hands. Suddenly, the pain struck as she lightly touched it upon my back, the electricity surging through my body. I grit my teeth, refusing to scream at the pain. She laughed lightly at my suffering as she walked back around to where I could see her.
She moved the ageal close to my skin, but not touching it. “Now, who brought out this monster in you?” she questioned, staring deep into my eyes with the most intensity I have ever seen.
I held my ground and stayed silent. Then, in one sharp movement she sent the Ageal piercing into my lower abdomen…. I screamed in agony as the energy surged through my body even more violently than before. My body thrust itself forward as the pain ran throughout.
Celestine grinned with approval “You could end this so quickly, no need for all this pain. Just tell me who, who has forced your sins upon our world?” She said mockingly.
Exhausted from the pain, I mustered up the strength to appear tough, as though I were the one in control and retorted “You think these games will get you somewhere? I live for pain now.”
She pulled the lever on the rack once more, flipping me upright. Then, she made her way around a large table, covered in familiar torture devices that I recently would have considered toys.
“We shall see just how many of these games you can withstand” She smirked. “But, you look hungry dear sister. I’m going to eat, would you like me to bring you anything?”
She laughed as she walked up the stairs and through the hatch. She closed it behind her, leaving me all alone to consider what was to come.
I frantically searched every detail of the room, looking for something that would reveal where I had been taken. As I looked around the room, I was ashamed that I hadn't realized sooner. I had been in this room many times before. It was her personal torture chamber, right beneath her home. I opened my mind to Nic, he was the only hope of anyone finding me now.
After what seemed like hours, slightly startled, I heard the hatch open once more as she returned to continue what she had already begun. She walked gracefully over to the table and pulled a red vial out of her pocket. She opened it and the scent of blood filled the room. Oh the sweet smell! It was hers, and I knew it! I wanted it so badly I wouldn’t have been able to restrain myself, were it not for the rack that held me so tightly.
“Oh, you can taste it, can’t you!” she said excitedly, “So which toy did you pick for our next game? Tell me and I may give you a taste.”
I pulled back, recomposed myself and loftily replied, “You call these devices of torture? You couldn’t even get Christian to kiss you to avoid these paltry toys.”
Rage filled her eyes as she grabbed the four hooked whip. Each tip had a bit of a shimmer to it…Silver!
“Do you remember this toy Isabella? It was your favorite after all.” She said as she hurried around the table.
She cut my dress off to reveal my bare skin and for the first time since my turning, I showed true fear. I braced myself for what I knew was coming. She lashed my stomach with great force, ripping large sections of flesh from my stomach.
She then demanded, “Who? Tell me so I can end this.”
I screeched with pain, but did not answer. She reached over to the table and grabbed a small vial of liquid silver. She poured it on the newly opened wounds. It was more than I could bear. I screamed in agony as the silver seeped into the wounds and found it’s way deeper into my blood stream. After a few moments of this unbearable pain, I began to lose consciousness.
She demanded again, “Tell me or I shall do the same to your precious Marcus!”
The room faded quickly and went dark once more…Celestine walked with a small skip in her step.
“Wakey wakey my dear sister”, She said in a toying manner.
I groaned and tried to swallow but my throat was like sand paper.She unclasped me from the rack and I fell to a heap on the floor. She picked me up and helped me to a table were there was parchment and a inkwell and pen.
“I think you love would like to hear from you, she cooed in my ear. You have one hour Isabella”, she stated coldly.
She clasped around my waist a silver chain so I couldn't move from the chair.
My Dearest Sire,
It brings me some form of relief that she has at least let me write you. I wanted to say to you that do not fret I have told her nothing on our beloved family. She knows little to nothing. She talks a good game. Do not play into it. But why am I telling you this, you are far too intelligent to fall for any of her trickery.
Marcus do not put the coven at risk to search for me. I will Die a thousand deaths and be tortured for centuries or for the rest of eternity to keep you safe. I never reveal anything and I am unwavering in my silence.
Marcus you have been the sanctuary in my mind that allows me to shut off the pain and agony. I can hear your voice and see your face as I close my eyes and it silences my rage and hatred. I have learned what it is to love and what it is to hate and have your heart shattered. I planned to leave and seek out clarity in such a dark world I was in. My journey was supposed to be to in Britain not here in this Highland area. Oddly, this journey that has been forced at me has brought me more clarity then I thought possible. Through the beatings, days of not feeding I have realized that I would walk through fire and take an eternity of torture to keep you safe and that my love for you is real. It’s just not something held and magnified by our childer sire bond. For that’s all it was I would have cracked under the pressure of having my body ignited with silver on regular intervals. I can love you now without regret and anger knowing that you will never have that form of love for me. Instead I look at the love you do have for me. Love of a father, a teacher, a protector.
Even in death I will miss you Marcus, but at least in my death I will know you are safe from her. For her metal work and craftsmanship of her chains will never bind you. I just wish before I lay to rest that I could walk outside and feel the soft green fields between my toes and roll down the slopping hills like I did as a child.
I hate to end this letter. I am not sure she would even give me a reply if you wrote one. Just know that even in death I will look out for you and the coven for you were the only true family I had.
Faithfully and Loving Yours,
Bella
Also Marcus take care of my Nic. He had been through so much. Tell him that is pain shall be silenced soon and that I am truly sorry for his pain.
She came back as she said she would She took the letter read it over and folded it placing it her pocket.She turned back towards me and that evil grin appeared again. Another round of games was about to begin …..
My coven took me from that cellar but nothing was ever the same. I left that following night and wondered and wondered. I finally heard rumor of a Vampire Kingdom. I picked up and head to this new "Kingdom" to start a new life ...if you call this a life.
Foot Note: Do to my characters power I would of course Private message them and discuss everything first.
That's not bad, it's a good history but there's just one trivial thing you'll want to look out for when you're writing in here. You'll need to write in third person instead of voicing Isabella through a first person perspective. Apart from that, myself or Vampyric_Death would be glad to claim you once you you've cleared up your character's compulsion power. Just stick a little footnote after it saying it will only work on a rank beneath her and that you'd message the person about controlling their character's action in advance.
All that's left is who'd you rather have claim you?
Name:LaDonna
Gender (male/female)female
Race of vampire: Angel turned Sucubus
Age actual:20
Age looks:20
Eye color: Cathedral stained glass blue
Hair color: white
Height 5"2
Weight:95
Status: unattached virgin
Personality: shy, naive, kind hearted , humble
Distinguishing feature(s): her wings are mulching and soon will turn to albino bat wings
Power:healing
Weapon(s) of choice: she does not how to fight
Appearance:
History:LaDonna was born behind the gates of heaven. Zeus saw her beauty and blessed her and adorned her to bore the house of virgins. It is a house that is segregated from all males within the heavens. Groomed to be pure of heart and in the art of care and healing for the sick and ill. Ladonna grew in beauty, but she also was one of the most strong in her healing powers. Zebus saw this and declared her healer of earthly children. But he also stated she must cover her face in a veil so unknown might look upon her beauty. Rumors of her beauty and kinds and power leaked into the masses . Many asked for her as a mate once she came of age. Zeus finally agreed to a suitor and match. But it was a secret to LaDonna.
As she matured she was head of the house of virgins and watched over them and cared for all. One evening she heard the cry of a sick child. LaDonna could not resist the heart wrenching cries. She was never to leave the heavens with a guardian angel. But this night she went down to the earth to heal the child. She appeared in a room. With much shock she saw a man standing over the child. Biting into its neck draining it of life. Ladonna gasped in horror. Catching the attention of the male. He had insanity in his red eyes. He smiled a bloody smile and attacked Ladonna. He bit into her tender flesh marking her . Leaving venom in veins . Ladoona could not fight him off . She was untrained and did not know the dangers of such night creatures. She awoke with a burning fever, her vision blurry. She returned to heaven. But she was stopped at the pearl gates and was told she no longer could come beyond these gates . She was tainted and unclean. Unsure before the sight of them all. She had been banished. She has no where to go and knows nothing of her future now.she is starved for blood and refuses to eat. She is also Succubus and starved in others ways she is unaware of.
only one per royal unless specifically saying they are preclaimed to that person. ^^' silly dovie lovie should remember that. if not changed soon to be preclaimed for fatima, then Ladonna will be claimed as mine. ^^
name: hellen bonaska or hell
gender: female
race of vampire: half wolf half vampire
age actual: 118
age looks: 17
eye color: left eye: ash grey. Right eye: ruby red
haircolor: pitchblack with fire red stripes
heigt: 5,6
weight: 150lbs
status: single and hunting
personality: she is very arrogant, but she can also put her life on the line when neccesarely. She loves to hunt and is always looking if she's seeing any potential partners.
Distinguishing feature(s): she loves to dress like a school girl and always carries a black rose which she got from her passed love.
Power: when she gets mad she's having huge unbreakable claws. She also is faster then other vampires and is a seducer.
Weapons: a rope with a splitt end and a poisoned blowpipe in her boot and her tie.
Appearance: she has a cream white skin and a perfect hourglass figure. She always wears a little school uniform with a tie and a skirt until half her thys.
History: when she was a little girl, her mother was a western showgirl. She always watched and said: i wanna do that to! And it happend because when she was 16 she started dancing in a tavern in a forest. After a year she was promoted to room escorte. Her first job became her last. She went with a atractive young guy to his room and did her thing. When they were done he said to her: i want you to do one last thing for me, and that is make my hunger go away. She didn't know what it ment but she was about to find out. So he bit her in her hip and she started screaming. The owner of the tavern heard her and went to see what's wrong, but when he entered the room it was as if nobody has ever been there. The guy took her out of the window and put her in the top of a tree. There she slowly turned into a vampire. But what she didn't know was that her dad was a wolf so the two gens mixed up and created her. She didn't know what to do so she went after her feeling. That leaded her all around the world until she came in a tibethan village. There they practiced the martial arts and she decided to stay for a while. But the hunger came up. She was trying to keep it down but it grown to fast. The village didn't survive her attack. She was running from Tibeth and ended up in Russia. This is where she still lives and murders.
this is the 1500s, and showgirls were not even a term until the 1800s. Saloon girls as they were known in the wild west were also not possible, because America wasn't even found until 1492, and also the wild west was not around until the same time period. ^^' thirdly, I also would like to point out that with the faster than other vampires bit is not so when the person is of a higher ranking of you.
a smaller note but not actually something that is really touched is of "school uniform" ... school uniforms were not around until the 16th century, and they were to distinguish the poor children attending charity schools from other children.
So if you want to continue with the school uniform thing, it can pass only if the character got to liking the style after it had become as it's namesake, even if barely, but the other is not possible in the manner of being a showgirl.
Name: Meldwin of the house of Maereth
Gender (male/female) female
Race of vampire: pure blood
Age actual: 6, 375
Age looks: 17
Eye color: pale violet
Hair color: white blonde
Height: 5 foot 1
Weight:120 lbs.
Status: single
Personality:a kind and gentle soul who does not like fighting. she would rather not harm anyone, but will if she must. she is shy, mild tempered, but can be quite ferocious. she is very modest, except when her other personality, Deieda, comes out. then, she is quite cocky, foul tempered, and very ruthless. having belonged to a royal guard under an empress, she has fighting skills that are as close to perfect as one can get. Meldwin and Deieda are as opposite as two people can be.
Distinguishing feature(s): a silver pentacle on the left side of her face, and a scar rippling through her right cheek.
Power: she has the ability to speak to the souls of the elements, and through them, influence nature, and people.
Weapon(s) of choice: a sword made of special alloys that allow her to bend spirit energy to her will.
Appearance: not very tall, slim, with muscle. she has white-blonde hair and pale violet eyes. when she is Deieda, her hair turns hair darkens to onyx, and her eyes flood scarlet. she always feeds as Deieda. she has a silver pentacle on the left side of her face, its top point starting just beneath the corner of her left eye. she was born with this mark; a physical manifestation of her elemental abilities. she has a scar on her right cheek, from when she had to fight her brother, Onnis, who turned on her when she was first introduced to her powers at thirteen. her skin is as pale as a lily's petals, and she bears a long, three lined scar on her back.
History: meldwin was born to orkos and annaleth of the house of Maereth. her older brother, Onnis, was three years old. when meldwin and Onnis were young, she was six, and he nine, their parents were slaughtered by the Imperial guard of their region, whose name was lost to time. when she turned nine, her powers came into their beginning stages. her brother raised them both, and her powers ensured that they ate. when she was thirteen, Onnis tried to kill her when Deieda first manifested. Deieda is the half of meldwin that personifies all the evil of the elemental and spirit world. she didn't want to fight, but Deieda killed Onnis, and left her realm. she spent thousands of years wandering the world, being mercenary or healer for hire. two thousand years after her parents deaths, she became a member of the very guard that killed them. the rest of her story remains closed to all but meldwin herself.
*Name~Winter
*Gender~female
*Race~New Born
*Actual Age~21
*Physical Age~17
*Eye Color~ Almold shaped Aquamarine
*Hair Color~Long and thick chestnut locks
*Height~5 foot 3
*Weight~120
*Status~looking for her master
*Personality~ at first she can be a bit shy however when one gets to know her she lets the see a cheerful and almost mischevious side. Winter respects those that are stronger ans wiser and admire them as well.
*Distinguishing Features~her eyes change shades with her mood and her aura is a bright blue
*Powers and Abilities~influence- she is able to influence those stronger than her although have no real control and have control of those weaker than herself although only using her power when ordered by her master
*Weapon~ Winter does not like to fight but when she needs to she users her own strength as a vampire
*Appearance~ turned at the ripe age of 17 she remains within a young beautiful body however pale and with glowing eyes. One would usually find her in a simple white gown with her long curled hair pulled over her shoulder.
*History~ Winter was born in the middle of a snow storm, a rarity in her area of Europe to a beautiful young prostitute. Due to her mothers position in society she grew up in the whore house, only able to remain because of her mothers high favorism. Over the years as she grew the madams realized how valuable she could be as well and began to train her in the way of pleasure however Winter knew she was not meant for such a life. On the night she planned ti run away, the madams had made her an appointment with a mysterious man, a vampire she soon found out who went by the name Barslov. That night, unable to escape, she went to see him only to crumble before she could do anything. Feeling pity for the girl he decided to take her in as his own, turning her into his 'daughter's. About a year ago Barslov dissapeared and now she searches for someone to help her find him.
Nice history but there's only one trivial problem with the introduction, i.e. the "influence" power. Controlling another member's character and/or killing them as a result, without their express permission is known as Godmodding in roleplay which is against the rules of this cult. Just add a footnote after her power saying that you understand that that any member's character whether high or low must grant their permission before her influence power can be used in roleplay.
Otherwise, welcome to the cult;
Claimed for Prince Daemon
Name: raven night
:gender: female
Race: turned vampire
Age: 17
Age look: 17
Eye color: gold black (red when angry or hungry)
Hair: mid back and black
Weight: 115ibs
Height: 5.6ft
Personality: I am easy to anger but careing and protective towrds those that are close. Mess with them and ill end you, living or not. I can be devious and cunning. Sucker for adventure
Distiuingsion features: I have a tattoo of black wings on my back and a scar from where I was bit
Power: tho control shadows and my wang tattoo can turn into real wings that are as black as a moonless night
Weapon: a sword...or 2..maybe 3
History: ahhh yes I remember it as if it were yesterday. I was fighting with my family (as usuall) they said "your worthless" as I ran out the door slamming it behind me. ( was not a good idea for a storm was creeping in) I was walking for maybe 30 min then I came to the woods apon where my new life would begin. Befor I even stepped through the arch of erie trees I saw the sillohet of a figure but I brused it off as my imagintion and continued through when the sky roared to life drenching me by the bucket full. So I ran only to hear whispers "faster" "run" "destiny" and as most would I only ran fsaster. I kept runnig and running till a tree branch swung at me causing me to fall. As I fell the wind picked up howling my name and the lightin blinding me. Befor I knew it I was pinned down. Not knowing what was going on a scream and thrashed only to have this stranger chuckle and lean down whispering in my ear "destiny" then all went black.
Would be fine my dear, the only problem I see is that you are posting in first person. All post must be in 3rd person, but once that is fixed you will be claimed for Princess Bethany
Name: Beki
Gender (male/female)?: Male
Race of vampire: Gangrel
Age actual: 1900
Age looks: 20
Eye color: Red
Hair color: long and black
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 120 lbs
Status: Single
Personality: Due to how her life was as a human Demonia doesn't trust much,she has learned how to read people just by looking at them before she turned into a vamp,she is a very quiet person until she gets to know someone and then she becomes a talkative weird person who sometimes you could swear is crazy.She is always the nicest she can be and she really likes death,murder,destruction,cemeteries,dead bodies,she sits at home late at night waiting for a good man to finally enter her life but night upon night nobody knocks at her door except the for the wind.
Distinguishing feature(s): her ears are pierced and she has many tattoos
Power: she can become invisible in a snap of a finger,she is very quiet,she can sneak up on somebody and snap their neck in a matter of seconds without being noticed until it's too late.She has the power of beauty and charm and seduction.She has the power to read people's minds so she is always one step ahead of them,she has the power to look at someone and when she looks at them they start to sweat intensely and realize she is a force they don't want to mess with.She has quite a few powers that are hidden within as well.
Weapon(s) of choice: She doesn't use weapons because with her powers she doesn't need a weapon.
Appearance: pale white skin,pink luscious lips,long lashes,black makeup,black t-shirt,black pair of tight jeans,black leather trench coat,black combat boots,black nail polish,shy but deadly to appearance.
History:She comes from a rich family,she originates from Paris, France.She used to live in a really nice house that looked like a really old rich yet abandoned house. She Has been spotted around Beijing, China. She has been Mentally,physically,sexually,psychically abused by everybody in the past,has had a child but lost the child when she was human due to bullshit,got called stupid but is really quite smart.Got picked on constantly for the stupidest of things in the past and has been turned down over a million times as a human so is not too use to any of the respect and acknowledgement she is getting.She has been through hell and back several times.She has helped her friends stay together and make up and stuff like that even when her life was nothing but a bunch of crap.She hates cats and dogs because she has had bad experiences with them.She listens to the darker music because growing up that is what she use to listen to as a human because it was played all over the place,everywhere she would go it would be played.One time she ran into a guy who she figured was an okay guy and would treat her with respect and treat her the way she thought she was suppose to be treated so she hooked up with him and he treated her like crap so she went on to the next one and he did the same thing and it became a routine(get treated good,figure he is an okay guy,go out with him,get treated like crap,leave him,and do it over and over again until you find the one)well she had a reputation to be a slut and nobody understood what she was trying to tell them when she said the reason behind the reputation was because of the way the men treated her.Well one day she had a choice of 4 different guys and she was confused so she asked her friends what she should do and they asked which one she liked most and she replied"such and such"they replied by telling her to go with him then and so she hooked up with him and was told they wished her good luck because he was a wild one and so she got confused her male friend explained it to her.She had to figure out what to do because she didn't want to make the same stupid choices again and she had figured that if she went with the route it felt she did that she would then wind up going back through her stupid choices so she tried to think about what to do and figured "hey I know,I will leave that guy and stay single until I know what I truly want to do and who I truly want to lead me down what path as I walk beside them.Anyways she was a bisexual girl that was being told she had to change because she had rich family until one day she fell inlove with a guy.She had no idea that he was a vampire but as soon as she found out she started begging him to change her so he eventually did and they wound up breaking up so now she is single sitting at home waiting on someone to eventually come to her door and talk to her as she is getting very lonely...
Looks good dear though her history looks more about her personality. Tell us more about her beginning not just her relationships with guys. Like where she was born and things of that nature. Remember this is 1500s so i doubt there was any music playing unless you meant people with instruments of the time period.
Also you need to read the rules and post there as well.
Name: Mayumi.
Gender (male/female) Female.
Race of vampire: Elemental.
Age actual: 18.
Age looks: 15.
Eye color: Brown/Black.
Hair color: Black.
Height 5'0".
Weight: 110 lbs.
Status: Single.
Personality: Shy and quiet. Wild and crazy around people she knows.
Distinguishing feature(s): Scar on her left side.
Power: She has multiple elemental powers. She can control fire, water, earth, air, light, and dark.
Weapon(s) of choice: Sword and bow and arrow.
Appearance: She wears makeup and wears her hair in a choppy do. The way she dresses depends on the day.
History: Mayumi was born in Yokohama, Kanagawa, Japan to Tetsuya and Aiko. She currently lives with her Dad in Sendai while she visits her Mom sometimes in Sapporo. Her powers came from her family. Having multiple powers is very rare in her family. She is the special one.
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What that means is that you can't have what are modern day cigarettes, jeans(invented in the 1850s), and other such things that are not appropriate in the dark ages. If you are not sure if it exists in the 1500s, google it. ~ Zillah
if not changed soon to be preclaimed for fatima, then Ladonna will be claimed as mine. ^^
and ill change that up 
