the moon invites the ＭＡＤＮＥＳＳ. open! c:

[minho]

♥;; ight, everyone has been added and questions answered. thanks for all the patience, you guys rock xoxo
quick character count: the vampires are savannah, jake, and chasity. the werewolves are: rome, eliza, erinn, isaac. we have one fairy and that's coen. the kanima is alice. we have no humans (just humans, not hunters). however, the hunters are: alby and arizona. how cute, they both start with 'a' aww'hh, that's cute...right? cool, right. they're all straight if i read the profiles correctly and filled the thing out correctly. if any of the information is wrong, bring the matter up with me and i will change it.
okay, we will begin the role play now. since i asked the characters are the ages from seventeen to nineteen, i guess we will begin in the early morning and continue to the high school and see how the day plays out. the day is friday. there's a light sprinkle of snow scattering about on the ground and the high school name is madison high. sound cool and ###swaaagg? i think it does, let's begin!

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ℂoen ℬryce ɴickels

when you left she was wreck cause
she said you left a mess but you
said that'd you be back home didn't
want to see her alone and you bet
she took your word cause she said
you'll never learn. all the things
that you put her through, don't
know why she's coming back to you.

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you know what was weird? dead bodies showing up around the place, that was a little weird. they always showed up 'round the forest and always dumped in a tangled mess. coen wasn't even sure how the police identified the bodies. freaking weird, nasty, and just a bit crazy. looking at such a sight during the morning wasn't any better but his fairy senses, like spiderman's senses, brought him here. the brunet slightly grimaced, mentally counting that as body number four. whatever, whoever...maybe aliens? oh, now his mind was all messed up, he couldn't even finish a thought! but, coen thought if there were vampires, werewolves, and fairies out there in the world...aliens could totally be a possibility. and, how in the world could he be thinking of this when staring at a mangled body? the senior awkwardly bent down and closed...its eyes then backed away. ugh, what a fantastic wake up call. but, in an abnormal way...rather twisted to say the least, it beat the alarm clock's annoying ring. neh, he had to stop thinking about this. what was with it and dead bodies? they just made coen's thought process so awkward and blunt.
the fairy turned away from the sight, not even calling his fellow hunter friends up. if they called themselves hunters, they could hunt the body down. but, if he had fairy senses why couldn't he find the culprit? oh, woe was him! now wasn't a time to think of this, he still had to get to school. once coen was a good...sixty feet away from the body, he snapped his fingers and appeared near his jeep. mind you, he liked to teleport in style. it was almost an hour before you were supposed to be in your first class of the day. coen just liked to get there early and find a good spot to park. yeah, he was that kind of guy. within fifteen minutes, he was finally at the school and walking down the hallways with his head held high. coen just secretly wanted to be taller, really. standing nice and proud gave off that illusion...right? hopefully. and speaking of hope, wasn't that a close relative of luck? he would be needing a lot of more of that considering the body should have been found by now. if the hunters watched the news, they were going to be a bit upset with the fairy. after all, wasn't he supposed to be on their side? actually, coen screwed everyone over. that was a bad flaw to have seeing how his teloportation and enhanced senses got him so far. if he were to go against them in a fist fight, he was pretty sure they would win - including the girls. this wasn't to say coen was entirely weak - he just wasn't as fit as the rest of them. many times he had told himself he needed to hit the gym. and many times he never went. the senior just figured he was better off being a great actor instead of a fighter. if he acted tough, maybe they wouldn't mess with him...just maybe. until then, he would be avoiding the hunters until they calmed down. divert eye contact, keep speaking to a minimum and try to figure what was really going on in this town.

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Ａlby Ｋlaus ℐohansen

i don't want to hurt you anymore don't
waste your tears on me now pretty girl
when i hate myself for letting you go
you can be the one to say; ...
"i told you so". as if a plane crash
were timely, there's no good time
for bad news. these four words don't
come easy: i don't love you

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the damn fairy had one job. only one...simple job for such a simple minded creature. weren't they on good terms or was the guy just an idiot? alby knew the thing had knowledge of the body, it was always the first to see the dead mess. and, now he was staring at a news report on the tv. the fourth body found, suspicions were now rising, and people would begin to freak out. the idiot just had to phone alby and he wouldn't be looking at it now. they said the body was about an hour old, that meant the fool knew about this an hour before. this also meant alby would be needing to take a trip downtown after school. of course it was such a big matter that needed to be dealt with now but school was also important as well. turning the tv off in anger, such an angry button pressing on the remote, he tossed it on the ground and tried to remain calm. oh, the guy was going to get it when he got to school. maybe that would teach the fairy to do his job right.
shrugging on a brown leather jacket over his blue shirt. okay, maybe he wouldn't hurt the fairy because he was aware the dude hed grudges. he would just ignore him for the day and completely not acknowledge his presence. he deserved it for being lazy and for thinking this was some kind of joke. he took a deep breath and shrugged the thoughts off, rattling the keys to his green ford mustang. slamming the door closed to the house, he sat in his car and waited for a few minutes as it warmed up. then, in about thirty minutes, he was finally walking through the upper floor of madison high with a coffee in his hands and his backpack on one shoulder.

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name: rome nathan smith
nickname: nathan
age: nineteen
rank: alpha;werewolf
wolf: white
power: enlightened senses

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outfit: click. casual
tagged: no one
currently: heading to school
thoughts: squirrels! squirrels everywhere!
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beep beep beep. the alarm soon silenced as a white hand pressed the button down. nathan sat up in his bed and rubbed his eyes before looking out the window. quickly throwing on the glasses his adoptive mother had gotten him, thinking that his eyesight was absolutely terrible, he stood up and shuffled into the hall way. soon hearing a loud squeal and thud from the living room. he growled beneath his breath, turning away from the bathroom and walking into the living room. seeing his two 'siblings' basically fighting. he had two younger siblings; mae, a beautiful five year old, blue eyed girl, and jackson, a pain in the butt 10 year old blonde boy. rolling his eyes he reached down, cupping his arms underneath mae's shoulders and lifting her up onto his waist. he looked a jackson with a stern look on his face. jackson! i'm not going to be late to school again, just because you can't get along with your sister! he yelled, carrying mae to his room and setting her down on the bed. okay, now i need you to stay right here on my bed and don't go anywhere near your brother okay? he said, wiping the tears off her face before smiling as she nodded. swiftly he rushed to bathroom to pee and throw on the clothes his adoptive mother had bought him the other evening.

he finished rinsing out the sink, turning to wipe his face off with the towel that hung from the shower, before freezing at the sound of something falling in his bedroom. quickly he darted in there, turning around in the doorway and seeing jackson climbing on his dresser to get to his highest shelf. mae was climbing right behind him, both of them having an "oh crap" look on their face. get down! both of you are going to be in so much trouble!!! he yelled, racing over and picking mae off, setting her on the ground and basically pushing her out of his room. she fell onto her stomach and began to cry once again, jackson jumping down and running off. i'm going to tell mom that you hurt mae!!! the ten year old yelled. nathan growled and went over to mae, apologizing to her before running to the front door at the sound of it ringing. he saw the sweet face of mae's babysitter, and the girl who took jackson to school. hey kali, i'm so glad your here. i'm going to run, jackson will need help with his homework after school and mae will need to take a nap soon, she had probably been up since five. he said handing the little girl to him, grabbing his bag off the hanger and rushing past the girl. she was eighteen, and had graduated two years ago at the age of sixteen. she was super smart, and had actually skipped 1st grade entirely.

nathan raced down his road, before slowing down to a walk. looking at his surroundings, before bolting to the forest. running as fast as he could before letting his mind shift into wolf mode. his body slowly crumbling away into a four-legged, furry form. his large paws beating against the ground as he raced along. [i don't know if they loose their clothes or not, so i'm going to go with they don't for this post, but next post i do something like this and they do i will.] his senses became brighter, and the world around him became darker. the trail he had been creating since the beginning of the year was right before him, in a dark orange as he raced along the path he had trodden. to the left was a shadowy building that had burned down years ago. a little girl playing in one of the upstairs bedrooms. she had heard him coming, and turned to wave at him happily before going back to playing with her dolls. he let a smile come across his maw before he slowed, and let his body shift back into it's normal form. once there he emerged from the forest and onto a sidewalk where he walked another block to the school. i feel today is going to be a good day![also, i didn't explain his power right. have you ever played legend of zelda twilight princess? okay, well he has this vision where it turns all grey, and he has those scent trails, but he can also see spirits of anything dead[such as the building that burnt down years ago[a dead spot.]], and basically in-fared, because he can see bodies of warm figures. hope this makes it a bit better. and explain the rest of this post. that's what i meant, enlightened eyesight. there we go! okay hope this better and is okay. c:]

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вυт ѕιɴce тнe dαy тнe ѕυɴѕнιɴe leғт,
ιт leғт ιт'ѕ мαrĸ oɴ вoтн нer wrιѕтѕ
mood; neutral located; school species; hunter


ｃｒｕｓｈ- none yet.

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Arizona snapped out of bed at the sound of her alarm blaring loudly in her ear. Groaning, she lifted her head from her pillow, and sighed, glancing around her neat room. Rubbing a hand over her bleary eyes, she sighed and shut off the alarm on her phone. Biting her lip, she threw her legs over the side of the bed and rested her feet on the cold hardwood floor. Shivering, she raced out of her warm bed and into her bathroom where she slammed the shower on full-blast to searing hot water.

After a quick shower, the tiny female blow-dried her hair and let it fall into its naturally loose curls. Slipping into her outfit for the day, she sighed and tossed her hair over her shoulder, assessing her appearance in the mirror. Normally, she wasn't one to obsess over her appearance, but she did like to look presentable. Before she left the bathroom she put on a few strokes of mascara then headed downstairs, where her dad was sitting at the table, drinking coffee as he watched the morning news. His old grey gaze turned warm as she came down the stairs and he offered her a worn smile. "Hey sweetheart. You sleep okay?" She nodded, heading to the counter where bacon, pancakes and coffee were waiting. Picking up a piece of bacon and her mug of black coffee, she turned her gaze to the news were an image of a body covered by a white sheet and flashing lights was being carried away. "When did they find it?" She ask, tone neutral. "About an hour ago. Don't know why those stupid fairies haven't contacted us." He scowled. Arizona chuckled. "Who knows. Sometimes I swear they do it to spite us." She agreed, a small grin tugging on her lips at the mention of fairies. She knew that half the time they wouldn't contact them just to piss her dad off. Which worked like a charm. Setting her coffee mug down gently on the counter, she grabbed her worn leather messenger bag off the hook and threw it over her shoulder and pulling her hair out from under the strap. Bending slightly, she kissed her dad on the cheek. "Let me know what you find. That's like the sixth death, right? I'll meet you at the sight after school." Pulling their door open as she spoke. Her dad nodded, running a hand through his salt-and-pepper coloured hair. "Alright sweetheart. Be safe on the way to school. You know how I feel about you riding that death-trap." Arizona chuckled. "Alright Dad. Will do. Love you." She called over her shoulder, and she heard a faint 'love you too!' as the door slammed closed behind her. Rushing across the large wrap-around porch and four steps then down the driveway, she reached her motorcycle.

It tended to surprise most people that she rode a motorcycle, but those who knew her weren't all that astonished. Despite her father's open hatred towards it, she was glad she'd bought it a year ago. It had been pretty beat up at the time, but her friend had helped her find the parts and they'd fixed it up. Slipping nimbly on the bike, she turned the keys in the ignition and kicked the stand up before balancing herself and heading towards the school. Upon arrival, she parked in her regular parking spot, were Jace was waiting, a coffee in hand. Smiling gratefully, she took it from him and adjusted her bag. "Thanks. Should I be concerned that your coffee contains blood?" She questioned, her blue orbs slipping to the Styrofoam cup in his hands. The vampire looked offended at her accusation. "Despite your accusations, my dear hunter friend, I can drink coffee and eat normal food. I prefer blood, but I like the occasional human food. Maybe I won't bring coffee for you tomorrow." He deadpanned, looking at her sternly "Oh please, Jace. You couldn't go a day without me. And not bringing me coffee would result in me not speaking to you." She stated, swatting him playfully.
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jαce αrcнer
ѕтαy αwαy, ѕweeт мιѕery
mood; annoyed located; school species; vampire


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location: madison high
mood: tired
crush: oakley
theme song: terrible love by birdy
accent: australian

tagged: tba

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[Quitting1015]

{ Joining with my little Irish gal, vamp please c: }

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Chasity Onnjel
eighteen
single
vampire
mesmerizer

Sleep. Something so small. Something so simple. Something humans, and most other species, took complete advantage of having. They did not realize how lucky that they were. Able to escape from the world, from the chaos going on around them, whenever they wanted. It sounded like heaven. It was a luxury. A luxury that Chasity was no longer able to have. It had been quite a long time since her eyes had closed for the purpose of sleep. A good number of years, in fact. Oh how she would kill for just an hour of sleep; for one night of pure relaxation... Shaking her head, she cleared away the thoughts as best she could, shoving them to the very back of her mind. Longing was a weakness; giving others a chance to use it against you, but for there advantage. Never would she be weak. That was one certain thing about her. Lounged out on the soft, velvet sofa, her crystal blue eyes watched out the window as small flakes of snow fell from the sky, covering everything in their white beauty. A soft smile, a rare occurrence, slowly crept onto the girl's face, as she watched her yard become enveloped in the stuff. So lovely. At that moment, she looked so sweet, so pure, so innocent. Just the way that most pictured her to be. They did not know what she was capable of. They were unaware of the cruelty within her heart. How her lack of soul truly affected who she was. But it would remain that way, for deceit was something she was so accustomed to.

Slipping up, out of her seat, she headed for the kitchen, where she had set her large purse. She didn't bother with carrying around a backpack, they were pointless, bulky, and ugly. They always ruined her outfit, something she was absolutely not okay with, so she merely kept her books in her locker at school, and carried a notebook as well as some pens and pencils inside of her purse; along with other things, of course. Slipping her sunglasses on, she headed for the front door, deciding it was about time to start heading over to the school. Of course, though, she stopped in front of the full-length mirror by the front door, taking a good look at herself, admiring her outfit. With a nod of satisfaction, she left the house, locking the door behind her, before slipping inside of her car, revving the engine, smiling softly as she heard it purr. She did not jump or even flinch when the ice-cold air hit her; nor did she change it to warm or hot air. The cold was something she was used to; something she enjoyed.

Backing out of her driveway, she began to head towards the school, going a bit over the speed limit, a normal thing for the girl to do. She hated driving slow, especially since her car was meant for speed, as was she, so she never went the speed that was posted; whether she was in her car or on foot. As she was driving, her hands having a loose grip on the steering wheel, her mind began to wander back the past week; to the first death. There had been what, six killings within the past week alone, something practically unheard of, and all were staff of some sort at her high school. She knew that the hunters would be going absolutely crazy, trying to figure out who it was, and to be quite honest, she herself was curious. Who would be so talented in killing, so bold in what they did, yet so hard to figure out, to catch? The faeries were pretty peaceful, for the most part. The werewolves did not kill for fun, only if there was a threat to their territory. The vampires or the kanima seemed like the most likely suspect, yet the wounds on the dead were not bite marks nor were they slash marks from the kanima's claws. So what then?

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ｎａｍｅ annabeth marie hackmera.
ａｇｅ eighteen years of age.
ｓｉｂｌｉｎｇｓ one little sister, who is now deceased.
ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ out-of-closet pansexual.
ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ pm me if interested.
ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐ pm me if interested, crushing on tba.
ｌａｂｅｌ the omega with animalistic partying skills.

ｈｅｉｇｈｔ 5'7"; not too small, nor too tall.
ｗｅｉｇｈｔ one hundred and nineteen pounds.
ｈａｉｒ chocolate brown with lighter brown streaks.
ｅｙｅｓ green with brown and golden flecks; yellow.
ｓｈａｐｅ lithe and agile, yet with a clumsy demeanor.
ｍｏｄｓ a nose and bellybutton piercing; rose tattoo on shoulder.
ｓｋｉｎ peachy; she has many assortments of scars and burn marks.

ｇｏｏｄ optimistic, dependable, agile, compassionate, outspoken.
ｂａｄ lonely, skittish, partier, pyromaniac, easily aggravated.
ｆｅａｒｓ to be judged for who she is. large animals.
ｔｈｅｍｅ "after midnight" by blink-182.
ｈａｂｉｔｓ covering her mouth when smiling; tapping.

ｆａｖｏｒｉｔｅ ｓｏｎｇ "a love like war" by all time low.
ｆａｖｏｒｉｔｅ ｆｏｏｄ crab meat rangoons.
ｆａｖｏｒｉｔｅ ｄｒｉｎｋ all fizzy sodas.
ｓｐｅｃｉａｌ ａｂｉｌｉｔｙ work in progress.
ｏｔｈｅｒ ｆｏｒｍ wolf form.

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name;; oakley levi arabias.
nickname;; oakie, or just oak.
gender;; male.
age;; nineteen years of age.
orientation;; heterosexual; attracted to females only.

species;; average, everyday human.
skills;; um... breathing? being a klutz?
fears;; remaining unnoticed the rest of his life; fire.
dreams;; to become someone someday.
traits;; skittish, reserved, lonely, depressed, desperate.

health;; schizophrenic; previously self-harmed.
eyes;; midnight-blue colored eyes.
height;; 6'1", lanky, causing his clumsy demeanor.
weight;; one-hundred and forty-six pounds.
skin;; pale with burn-marks and self-harm scars scattered.
theme;; "chemical kids and mechanical brides" pierce the veil.
crush;; to be decided, pm me if interested.

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[minho]

♥;; okay i have added new characters, fixed mistakes, and finally made that power list. feeling pretty accomplished right about now. if you forgot to add the one personal power in your profile, you can post here or message me what their powers are. we got our first omega, sweetness and the omega's a chick - even cooler and our first average human cooool.

[DappleSpring]

Natalia Marie Everheart. Female Vampire. 19. Power of mind control.

[pumpkin.]

{ sorry, I was a bit busy. reserved for my posts c: }