Beautiful Night (Vampire Semi-Lit Roleplay)(Open)

[belle.]

-Human Form-:
Name:
Charlotte Kingsley
Age:
Eight
Gender:
Female
Rank:
Charlotte is only a child. She lives with her middle class family.
Job
...
Do you know about the vampire?:
No.
Personality:
Charlotte is a sweet and charming little girl. She is very easily entertained and can find fun in anything and everything. Charlotte is a fun loving child and spends her days either being home schooled by her Mother and Father or on the streets, playing games etc. Charlotte's lief isn't perfect but she enjoys it none the less. Charlotte's french is far better than her English but she manages.
Detailed History:
Charlotte's history is pretty boring. She was home delievered by her Mother's friend and has lived in a middle class home ever since. Her brither Thomas moved out of home when she was six and life became pretty boring - it was then Charlotte learned to entertain herself.
Detailed Description or Real-life or Semi-Real life:

Charlotte's hair is a light blonde colour, her large eyes are a dark, aqua type colour, her skin is fairly pale and she is rather skinny.

[♥Fleur Morte♥]

((Yeah, well I... Hey my name isn't Samual... it's A**** J** J****** Yeah I've got a half French name XD plus one part of my anestors were French as well... ahh my anestors, English Lords, Normal French people and Scottish Royals *Is Bragging Sorry*))

Samual stared at Rose, his lips parted, "Beware Lord Cue, he is the rencarnation of the first vampire... and he has his eyes set on Lady Fleur to be his new wife, if not, he'll kill her," he explained, a sharp pain entering his chest. His eyes darted away from Rose, "Beware..." he hissed, his eyes flashing red.
((Miss. Lestrange please find a picture other then anime next time, but accept of coarse))

[Rose.]

(Is your name Alicia? x3 hahaha... Sorry, just had to guess. x3 That's okay as well. I don't mind bragging... I do it a lot... >.<)

Rose's eyes widened with fear for Lady Fleur, "He'll kill her?" She choked out. She couldn't and wouldn't dare imagine anyone killing Fleur. Not her. How could someone kill someone as caring and kind as she is? "I will," She said simply before nodding slightly to him and disappearing around the far corner again, trying hard to pick up Fleur's unique scent.

[belle.]

((Thankyou and I will do (: ))

Claire looked at the ground as she quietly wandered down the road. She yawned silently, crying always made Claire yawn, she covered her mouth with one of her pale, slender hands and kept her gaze locked on the floor as she walked. Claire lowered her hand slowly and returned it to her side.
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Charlotte skipped along the cobble stone road, giggling melodiously. Her cream colour face wore a large, innocent grin, showing off her dazlingly white teeth. Charlotte's long strands of light, blonde blew into her face as her feet made light tapping sounds as they fell to the floor to be lifted up again.

[♥Fleur Morte♥]

((No Vampirerose, but close, Hint: In Spainish it means Noble Honour and in German it means Noble... as of yet I don't know the French meaning ))

Edmon walked around in endless circle, his eyes looking at the ground in shame. What would his masters say to him? He had no more money to spend of Medicine for their child. He was dead meat! He shook his head in thinking of what possibly would they do to him? Give him a beating and not feed him? Maybe.

[Sacred Sin]

"I don't care what you have done, who you control, or what you are. This isn't about your power is it? This is about wanting me and not being able to face that I don't lay down like a good little girl and bow to your every whim." Fleur hissed, clenching her hands into fists. She bared her fangs again, an avenging angel with breathtakingly beautiful features. "I am not your toy Monsieur and I will not allow myself to be used as such."
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Jer froze, lilac eyes widening until they were each two separate moons. His lips parted in surprise, as he felt his heart break again. Felt the earth fall apart around him. Felt the redone seams of his life tear apart. Saw the happiness he had slip away like mist through his fingers. He watched the ring slid gently down a blade of grass and into the shadows. He didn't move. Couldn't. His entire body began to shake violently, before he fell to his knees, head bowed. Tears of crimson fell down his perfect face as he fell apart.
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Isabeau regarded Corbett with a smirk. "Don't lie to me about that, Monsier." The raven-haired woman said, grey eyes alight with amusement. "You are said Valmont Prince. Forgive me for being so brazen, but it was pretty obvious who you were." She straightened a little and adjusted her simple, silver dress, a smile still playing at her cherry lips. "I read history books in hope of finding something interesting in this world. I find I have a lot of free time." She sighed a little, blinking. Her long, lustrous eyelashes tickled the top of her cheekbones. "You are a vampire, aren't you Prince?" She asked randomly. "It is the only explanation for you to be standing here before me in the flesh. I wonder..." She took a graceful step forward, eyes wide with curiosity as she extended her slender hand and lay it gently on his face.
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Edward's eyebrow twitched in irritation as his mouth fell open at the sight of the castle. "That idiot." He growled under his breath. "He has all this money and he still won't fix the d**** place?" He pinched the bridge of his narrow nose with his thumb and forefinger before sending Celeste an apologetic, but manipulatively charming smile. "Please do forgive me mademoiselle. I haven't visited Corbett in a very long time and hadn't realized that his home was so...untidy." Boy, what an understatement. "Why don't we head to the courtyard? Perhaps it is better than this." He blinked his warm, amber eyes at her.

[belle.]

With her hands gently holding each other in front of her, Charlotte walked slowly passed people on the street, head tilted down slightly, hiding a large, innocent grin. As she passed by her gaze never drifed from the ground but as soon as she was out of the way the child let out a soft, melodious laugh and began to skip joyfully along the street.

[♥Fleur Morte♥]

Cue roared out in displeasure, "For the last time I wasn't trying to control you... no you just don't see it do you, you only see your way, and that is why I must destory ever last vampire in the planet, because they just don't listern, I wanted you to be my wife and have a long happy life with me, but now I just see you like all the rest, blind and violent, only seeing their way... but don't worry I have a plan B wife" he growled, his eyes darkening with the rage which boiled in his evil soul. He hissed, attempting to toss Fleur off his back, he snapped wildly at his hands, ebony black blood streaming from the wounds he made.
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Tears of blood streamed down Eva's face. How could she have been so cruel, so heartless to her very love. She wanted no harm or sadness to come to him, but really she had just hurt Jer even more sad. She bit her lip, but much to her surprize the blood came out a black with swirled around scarlet colour. Eva started to cough violently, the coughing preventing her from breathing, she fell down to her knees, grasping her throat, all her main veins close to her skin began to show black. What was happening to her?
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Celeste nodded, she looked around, "What has it been, a thousand years since he fixed the castle" she chuckled, walking over to the chests of gold. She knew Corbett had said not to touch his gold, but he wasn't using it, was he? She picked out a lovely golden necklace out of the treasures, "Who wore this? Certainly not Corbett's mother, it looks like it's never had an owner" she said, putting it around her neck.
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Corbett blinked, he didn't know what to say, now he was scared, never before anyone had reckonized him as a vampire and the Valmont Prince... though his paintings always had him wearing the armor he had on at that moment. He took a deep breath in and nodded, "I am the Valmont Prince, I am a vampire" he admitted, not use to saying his title in meaning himself. His boyish face turned to the side, "N...Nice day" he said, not knowing what else to say now that his identity was revealed... he had gone shy.

[Sacred Sin]

"Cue stop!" Fleur screamed, seeing the black liquid ooze from his hands. Before she could try and prevent him from further mutilating himself, he flung her off of his back and into a tree. Her emerald eyes widened as she was air born then closed in utter agony as her back snapped against the trunk. She fell to the ground in a crumpled heap of white blond hair, green lace and dirt. Feebly, she coughed, spurting blood around her. Wife. He wanted me to be his wife. Why hadn't he said so? Why had he treated me like I meant nothing more to him than any other woman who sparked his lust? Her vision blurred dangerously as she hacked up more crimson, feeling her spine contort with unspeakable pain from the violent movement. It's broken. My spine is broken. Fleur thought to herself, blood tears welling in her eyes.
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Jer's head snapped up as he heard Eva cough and the dull thud of her body falling. "Eva?" He whispered, eyes widening as he took in her state. Black shot through her veins as he stared at her, reminding him morbidly of a decaying plant, being killed from the inside. Without thinking, he shot forward, scooping her up and beginning to run back to Cue. He had a sickening feeling in his stomach that it was thanks to his master that Eva had grown so ill.
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Isabeau withdrew her hand with a small smile, finding his shyness a little cute. "Yes monsieur, it is quite a nice day." She replied, as though the fact that he was over nine centuries old--and a vampire to top it all off--didn't matter. A light breeze danced through the meadow, rustling the bright green trees around them and making the grass rustle. She brushed back her ebony hair and blinked her grey eyes. "Or perhaps you would like me to call you "your Majesty" instead?" She asked as an afterthought, pursing her cherry lips as her eyebrows pulled together. She had never met a prince before and wasn't entirely sure on how to address him.
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Edward grimaced a little as she walked forward and touched the gold. It was a good thing Corbett wasn't here right now or he could be having an enraged fit. "A beautiful piece to such a stunning woman, but perhaps the courtyard is more to your taste, mademoiselle?" He said smoothly, leaning close to her face, amber eyes liquid and warm. Another one of his charming smiles slid easily onto his own face, as he extended his hand to her. "Please do keep the necklace. Think of it as a gift from Corbett and I." He murmured, knowing that Corbett was going to be angry anyways. Salting the wound would be bad for Edward, but as long as Celeste was happy, it would only magnify his seduction. He grinned a little wider.

[♥Fleur Morte♥]

Cue got up off the ground and walked over to Fleur, "Why should I save why should I the last of the seven original vampires, and the only male out of them, save you?" he hissed, kneeling down to her broken body. He hissed lightly, "It's because I was the only out of the seven to evolve emotions" he hissed, "If you drink my blood... you could become insane, crave my blood forever, or transform into a pure vampire... on the bright side with in a few minutes you'll be healed". His eyes narrowed, he bit into his wrist, "I can't loose you" he hissed, letting his black blood fall on her lips.
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Celeste nodded, "Of coarse, that would be lovely" she said, taking Edward's hand instantly. She was becoming bewitched by his lovely kindness and charm again. Edward seemed perfect, almost unbelievable in many ways, he was absolutely stunning in all his glory. Celeste gave an adorable sweet looking smile to Edward, making a little beautiful giggle.
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Corbett shook his head, "No no one has ever called me that for centuries," he said, taking a step forward towards Isabeau. He wondered why she wasn't running from him since she knew about the vampire, usually most people feared them because they were bloodthirsty killers, in more ways then one in their case.