Behind the Veil {1x1 Time and Minimetoo}

[lance.]

Los Angeles,
City of angels. City of masks. Layers of deception cloak the days and nights of one of the largest cities in North America. Beyond the games of the rich and powerful and the willful blindness of the masses, desperate heroes and vile fiends meet and part.

What roams the streets you walk? What is the shadow you see out of the corner of your eye? What is it that rules the night and stalks the day?

The year 2012. America is flourishing under the age of new technology and medical advances. As this proud country grows more powerful, so does its citizans.
Around the end of 2011, a group of people began taking over the large businesses, awing cooperations with their knowledge and skill. America see's these people as the beautiful, rich people who helped America through it's toughest time.
Smart, beautiful, rich, famous...maybe they're your best friend. Your coworker. Your boss. The guy you see every morning in the coffee shop. The teenage girl behind the counter.
What do you know abou these people beside the fact they seem almost to perfect? Inhuman? Who are they?
Vampires...

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[lance.]

Username: Time Keeper
Name: Engel Mioki
Gender:Female
Age: 17
Appearence: {Below- Brown-black hair}
Personality: WIP {Complete opposite of Symph}
History: She was bitten the day of her seventeenth birthday, and was furious about it. Engel was now stuck with a never ending thirst for blood, and a strong hatred for the vampire who turned her. She faced an even bigger dillema, however, with her twin sister. The two had always been inseperable, and now Engel was torn between leaving for the good of her sister, whose blood tempted her every second of the day, or biting Symphany and turning her as well.
Occupation: Waitress and co-owner of LyricaSymphany music hall, of which her sister is the main star.
Family: Twin sister Symphany
Crush:
Other: The two pass themselves off as twenty-two

Appearance:

Username: Time Keeper
Name: Symphany {Symph} Mioki
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Appearance: {Above-Blonde hair}
Personality: Kind but shy, Symphony has a big heart and an innocent personality. She's very loyal and a great friend, as long as you don't make her mad. Symphony can be a bit clueless, and is oblivious to much that happens around. If she needs to know something, she has to be told bluntly.
History: Sensing a change in her twin sister the day of their seventeenth birthday, Symphany was concerned and, although she didn't know why, frightened. Finally getting her sister to confide in her, Symphany realized how dangerous it was for the both of them to stay in their home, and conviced her sister to turn her. Running away from everything they knew, it was Symphany's turn to be the strong one for once and help her sister through their hared grief. Born in the early Reniasance period, they have been around for a long time and have a look of wisdom far greater than their apperance in their eyes.
Occupation: Co-owner of LyricaSymphany Music Hall with her sister, Symphany is the main preformer, and plays an authentic Stradivarious violin in every performance. She is also a waitress in the Black Rose night club, famous for it's exotic dancers and beautiful waitresses. Also unknown to the humans who go their, it is a notorious vampire hangout.
Family: Her twin Engel
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Other: Together her and her sister killed the vampire that ruined their lives, and eventually started up their music hall.

[Minimetoo]

Username: Minimetoo
Name: August Robin
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Appearance:
Just so we're clear, the thing in his mouth is a lollipop and nothing else.
Personality: August is quick to judge and oddly impatient. He doesn't trust others and, truth is, he isn't one who people would trust. He is only friendly to a few select humans and family members. August usually has either an unsatisfied frown, a half grimace, or a smirk on his face. Outside he is really cold, secluded, and just a mean person all around.
History: Born, bitten, and is still alive to this day.
Occupation: Waiter in a restaurant.
Family: He has no known blood family, but the vampire who bit him considers him part of the family. The vampire family consists of four girls and three boys and a cat.
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Other:

Username: Minimetoo
Name: Bailey Miles
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance:
Personality: Very funny and fun to be around. A sugar high social butterfly he is. He takes his music seriously and can easily lose himself in a song. That's how he got so famous. When he's not perfoming, he's always smiling. He's very persuasive, very clever and funny, and very charming, and he knows it. He also always has a powerful thirst. He's never satisfied.
History: Bailey was born a vampire. His parents neglected him. They were famous in the big city of Los Angeles and they didn't have time for a kid so they handed him onto the next family member. Since they had none, he was raised by the butler. Heartbroken and hurt, young Bailey went out and sprang onto the closest human. His parents didn't seem to care until it became a daily thing. He was forced to stay away from any and all humans until he was sent to middle school when he was twelve. It was a struggle at first, but eventually the smell of blood was tolerable and he made friends. Matthew, Blade, also known as Cut, and Mae were his friends throughout his school years. Their band was made when he turned thirteen, with Matt as the guitarist, Cut the bassist, him as the drummer and singer, and Mae as their number one fan. The band is called Cx3. When he was fifteen, his parents were killed in a plane crash. When he was told the news, he blinked, shrugged, then went to his room to write a song. His band first performed a year later in a coffee shop. He's being going up ever since.
Occupation: Bailey is a singer and drummer in a band.
Family: All dead.
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[Minimetoo]

"August. You're late." There was a man leaning across the counter of the bar, a rag and a glass in his hand.
August sighed as he pushed open the door. He stood at the doorway, the cold air pushing against his back. "Yeah. Sorry about that." He mumbled, walking away from the door. He passed the man, shoulders tensed, and weaved through the tables until he reached the back room. There was a small stack of lockers, his being one of the top ones. After unlocking it, he took out a vest and slipped it on. Pinning on his name on it, he buttoned it up and tucked his tie inside. He glanced up at the mirror in the back, noting that he needed a meal. Very soon. His eyes were ashy grey, his hair was messy in the cleanest way possible, and his skin was pale. Gritting his teeth together, he slammed the locker shut and walked briskly back towards the front. 
"Get the stage ready. We've got a few bands coming today."
The vampire sighed, turned back around, and grabbing the broom from the room so he could sweep up the stage.



Another show. The third this month to be exact and they were barely two weeks into the month. 
"Bails, we're leaving in five."
Bailey opened his eyes and stared blankly at his reflection. Cloudly green eyes. Shaggy red, brown, and black hair. One side of his mouth pulled up, then the other, until he grew tired of the smile and it fell again. He lifted his fist, coughed in it, then pushed himself up and walked out of the restroom.  "Cx3, you guys ready?" He shouted, clapping a few times. The band members were collapsed on the couches of his apartment. Collective groans were sounded and Bailey grinned before kicking Cut's leg. "Just two more this month and that's it, let's go let's go!" And with that he marched out of the house and into the truck holding all of their equipment.
"Dude, I told you to stop and get me a burger! Just because you don't eat doesn't mean we can't either." Matt whined indigently from the passenger's seat. Bailey rolled his eyes and turned off the car. "I don't know if you noticed, but we're playing at a restaurant, meaning they serve food there. Jeesh, you're such a woman--" "Hey!" "Err, not that there's anything wrong with being a woman." He flashed Mae a grin before hopping out of the truck and slamming the door behind him. 
"Why are drums so heavy?" Bailey grunted, carrying one of the pieces of his drumset towards the stage. 
"You're such a woman." Matthew retorted, strolling in easily with his guitar. Cut was behind him with his and Mae was close behind, frowning towards all the boys. "You are all so sexist." She mumbled under her breath before putting a stopper at the door.
Bailey slowed to a stop, making Matt bump into his back, then Cut to Matt's. Bailey ignored their curses and the blow or two to his back and looked around the stage, his lips pursed in a straight line. Then he saw where the smell was coming from. There was a waiter sweeping dust off the stage. "Hey." He called, and the vampire lifted his head and halted in his cleaning. "Mind getting the rest of these drums from my truck?" August scowled and set his broom aside. He met eyes with the other vampire, his gaze obviously unfriendly, before jumping off the stage and quickly making his way towards the door. Bailey and the rest of the band went on setting up, all staying pretty quiet because of the uncomfortable air that the two vampires had created. August eventually came back inside, holding the two smaller drums.

[lance.]

A mournful tune sounded throughout the empty music hall, minor chords and high pitches blending together to create an atmosphere of ethereal sadness. A minor scale that ended on a high trill resolved the song, the final note ringing through the hall.
The blonde violinist lowered her instrument, smiling at the lone girl in the seats.
"How do think that was?" she asked, smiling big, her fangs flashing.
"It was great, Symphany. Perfect for the performance tomorrow." The girl rose from the stands and took Symphany's instrument, taking great care to clean the violin and it's bow before stowing it in a lock case."We should hurry if we want to go see the band tonight."
Symphany nodded and hopped down of the stage, her black tanktop and cargo jeans a strange contrast to her sad music. "You ready to go, Engel?"
Engel nodded and took her sisters arm, leading her out.
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"Is this it?" Symphany asked, standing beside Engel in front of a resturant.
Engel nodded. "Yes. This is it."
Walking in, Symphany told the waiter at the front their reservations, and waited with her sister for a table.



{{I feel insignificant compared to such a big post 0.0 Stupid writers block.....}}