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[Hijacked]

((Hello friends! Me thinks you're still accepting, so I'll just leave this here ^-^))

Name: Vilkas Prose
Nickname: Doesn't have one
Sex: Male
Age: Nineteen
Species: Wood elf

Personality: Generally, he’s a quiet person. Because everyone treated him differently, he kept himself as isolated from society as possible, thus limiting his interaction with others. His lack of experience conversing with people lead to his tendency to act in a snarky manner, and also limited his ability to relate to others. Because he was treated differently, he developed a penchant for getting under peoples’ skin and pushing them away. He figured that it was better for people to hate him and leave him alone than act abnormally around him.
Likes/loves: Stargazing, reading, and observing nature
Dislikes/hates: Spiders, taxes, loud noises, and cramped spaces
Fears: Large fires and being the attention of a crowd or multitude of people

Family: He has an adopted family which consists of a sister, his father, and his mother who are all human, but he hasn’t been in contact with them for two years.

Occupation: A web designer

Sexual orientation: Heterosexual
Love interest(s): None
Relationship status: Single
Boyfriend/girlfriend: None
Spouse None
Children: None

History: After having his house burn down due to a gas leak when he was twelve, Vilkas lost his birth parents and was sent to an orphanage. It was here that Vilkas learned just how different he was from “normal” people, and where he started his practice of isolationism. About a year later, he was adopted by a man and a woman who had a single daughter, and for a while, everything seemed to be going well. However, it was after Vilkas accidentally hospitalized his sister during a pointless argument that everything changed. After a few more years of being treated like an outcast, Vilkas left his family at the age of seventeen and hasn’t heard from his family--or made any effort to contact them-- since that day.

Other: In addition to having pointed ears, Vilkas has greyish blue eyes with slitted pupils. To hide these, he usually wears some sort of beanie or other hat and sunglasses.
Currently, Vilkas is struggling to pay the rent on his small apartment and looking for a part-time job to earn some extra cash (however, he is quite reluctant to interact with humans, and uncomfortable with the idea of meeting a hunter)

[Synodic]

(No problem ;3)




Name: Evangeline Starlynn Carter
Nickname: Eevee
Sex: Female
Age: 18
Species: Creature, Angel/Water Elemental

Personality: Eevee is shy and dosen't really socialize.
Likes/loves: Music, especially Green Day, Nirvana, and Bastille, drawing, nature, winter, the smell of fresh cut grass and garages (I like these too, i'm a weirdo o.0), and Youtube.
Dislikes/hates: Eevee hates it when it's hot out, so she highly dislikes summer. She hates crowds, and would rather be alone with her mp3 player and her headphones.
Fears: Eevee is deathly afraid of Vampires.

Family: She isn't sure if they are still alive.

Occupation: Artist

Sexual orientation: Heterosexual
Love interest(s): N/A
Relationship status: Single
Boyfriend/girlfriend: N/A
Spouse N/A
Children: N/A

History: Eevee never knew her mother. She died in childbirth. When her dad found out she was different, he kicked her out when she was 17, and she has been living on her own ever since.

Other: Eevee has a tattoo of wings on her back, but can show her real ones at any time.

[.eroded.]

(( Lovely characters you two! Both are accepted and I'm updating the character list now.
Any one of you may make a starting post when you're ready.
To anyone else who is interested in joining: We're in need of some humans / hunters as well! We've only got one and this RP requires some more~ Please and thank you.))

[deadofdecember]

((Alright,that sounds good. I'll try to make a hunter when I have the chance))

[DunkMasterSolas]

(Ah, I would make a hunter as well, but I am so awful at playing more than one character. I am no good at multitasking. ;>.<
Also, I'm writing my starter now. Edit: Here we are! ^-^ )

It was a chilly morning, the newly risen sun was shining brightly down on the cityscape, providing more light than heat at the moment. A figure in an alley shivered, sitting up from underneath the pile of newspapers that had previously been covering him. Iggy blinked in the light of the sun, which was reaching even the dark little alley he had taken refuge in the night before. He stretched and ran his hands through his hair, which did nothing to help it. His curling locks paired with the unimaginably tousled bedhead was giving him a rather “Einsteinian” look this morning.

However, the state of his hair was the least of his concerns as he groaned and stood up, rubbing his arms. It was unacceptably cold. Or at least to him it was. “Go north, you thought. It’ll be fun, you thought. My goodness, yes! Iggy you are an absolute genius,” he muttered to himself as he moved out onto the street, causing a few wary looks to be cast at him. His untidy clothes, manic hair, and the fact he was talking to himself gave off the textbook appearance of a crazy hobo. He noted the distinct space-bubble the nearby passerby gave him with a slight grin.

His stomach growled in displeasure, breaking him away from his amusement. He frowned. Since he had been hitching rides into Manhattan all last night and the day before, he hadn’t had time to think about food. Now, he had to find something to eat. He moved back into the alley and picked up the yellow book inside it. He studied the cover. “Hoboken Yellow Pages” it read in it’s blocky black font. With a slight grunt of annoyance he stood and tossed the book into a nearby dumpster. “Well, that thing’s useless now,” he muttered. Taking a moment to flatten his hair into some semblance of order, he moved out onto the street, scanning the buildings for some sort of coffee shop.

[Synodic]

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BE-*

Eevee slammed the snooze button down and rolled over. "Ughhhhh" she moaned, and slid out of her bed. She stood up and went to get prepared to face another day. She dressed in her favorite pink sweater, skinny jeans and Uggs, and put her hair up in a messy bun. Eevee brushed her teeth, grabbed her purse, and walked out of her apartment on the 3rd floor of her apartment complex. She went looking for a cafe to grab some breakfast, and then she would be on her way to her art class.

[deadofdecember]

My eyes flip open in the dark room. It's an illusion of dark,really,because I purposely left a crack in the curtains so that it wouldn't be completely dark in the room when I woke up. I hate the dark.
Today I have to work at the insurance company,so I put on a pencil skirt and a cheap pair of pumps that make me look like a prissy secretary. As a matter of fact that's probibly what I would be if I wasn't...human. I grab my subway pass and teeter down the rancid staircase,trying to skip over the broken step near the bottem. Near my building I almost trip over a homeless teen muttering to himself.

[.eroded.]

Isaac
The orange-pink rays of dawn slowly filled the living room area of the small apartment Isaac shared with his two roommates. The man heaved a half-sigh half groan and turned himself away from the window. He was so out of it this time that his mind hadn't even registered that his body was already on the edge of the couch; the vampire only ended up rolling off of it and hit the floor with a heavy thud. The impact not only rattled his skull but acted as a very rude wake-up call to the vampire; Isaac shot up from his position on the floor, hoping that neither Lee nor Kit were up to witness the event. A quick look around with wide, startled eyes told him that they hadn't even made it out the bed yet. Isaac shrugged it off and got off the floor and headed to the kitchen to fix breakfast. On his way through the foyer between the living room and the small kitchen, Isaac saw a small yellow sticky note pasted to one of the kitchen cabinets. He plucked it from the wood and, after rubbing the sleep from his eyes, read it:

"Hey Lee! Or Isaac -whoever is up first to read this!
I decided to head into work a few minutes earlier than my normal shift time. Don't ask why, I just felt like getting out the house before the sun came up completely and walk and stuff. So, yeah, that's why you're not waking up to the smell of bacon and eggs and coffee and all that jazz this morning. Well, I'll see you guys when I get off of work, 'kay? bye!"

There were a few more added exclamation marks and XOX's than needed and what note wouldn't be completed without an entire line of hearts? Isaac chuckled to himself at the younger vampire's over-zealous explanation to her early-morning disappearance and placed the sticky note on the closest counter top before heading to the fridge in search of any foods he could put together to make a decent breakfast for Lee and himself.


Kit
There was a happy bounce in her step as she walked down the street, heading toward the coffee shop she worked at. Kit stuck to the shadows cast by some of the trees and buildings that lined the sides of the streets as the sun slowly made its way up into the sky; she refused to get burned by even the slightest rays of light.
Her morning was off to a good start and the vampire wasn't ready to pile on the suntan lotion and band-aids yet and she defiantly wasn't ready for the odd looks the citizens of New York's most densely populated borough were going to giving her. Obviously, seeing someone with tons of suntan and princess band-aids in the middle of winter was and unusual sight for Manhattan citizens.
After waiting for a traffic signal to turn red for the oncoming traffic and the walking signal turned green for the people on the sidewalk, Kit and a few more early-morning goers walked across the crosswalk to the other side of the street. Kit practically bounced up the stairs of the little coffee shop she was employed at, the vampire pulled open the door and greeted a few customers with a warm smile and a few "good-mornings" before heading to the counter.

[deletethisaccount145]

The sound of an old alarm clock ringing loud enough to break a person's eardrums was the first sound Victoria heard that morning. Why had she even gotten that thing?! Oh right...it was so "vintage" and "cool". Gosh she made the worst mistakes...but it was cool-looking. With a groan of irritation the young woman sat up and made the stupid alarm clock shut up before getting up and going into the bathroom to start her day.

The second annoying thing that day was trying to tame her hair, just like every day. Victoria spent a while trying to brush it down when she finally just gave up and put it into a messy ponytail. After that, she made sure her outfit was okay before getting her breakfast, she turned to her dog.

The dog was a Saint Bernard mixed with a Bloodhound. He was very big, very fluffy, and very cute. "Alright, Toby, breakfast time!" Victoria announced and gave the dog his breakfast. "You are coming with me today to work," she said happiky then waited for the dog to finish before heading out of the small apartment with him and walking to the radio station. It was a short walk there.

[deadofdecember]

((Hey,could I change Valeria's age from 16 to 18?)