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Re: Christchurch, The Garden City./Reverse Vampire/Semi-lit/

Postby Inatae » Mon Apr 04, 2011 12:18 pm


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Name Serena Islington
Age Looks to be 19, but she's 3 000 years old at the minimum; she hasn't really been keeping count lately.
Sexuality She doesn't know
Place of Origin Norwich, England
Job Flower arranger
Rank within the Coven Daughter

Personality Serena is rather quiet, preferring to keep away from most of the rest of the Coven. She dislikes having company in her room, and few have ever been inside; those who have say that it's dark, depressing and smells... strange. Not unpleasant, just strange. She has a horrible temper, too; it doesn't take a lot to set her off on a rampage, and it's pretty hard to calm her down. A lot of people actually prefer to be around her when she's mad, since that's when she actually talks a lot. Because of this, she's yet to find a steady job with anyone, so she bounced around from job to job, doing whatever she's hired for.
Many people view her as crazy, and she doesn't disagree with them. As far as anyone knows, they have never seen her in public gatherings, although she does seem to be able to go out in the sun with no problems. She herself has said that she hates people, although she doesn't seem to show that either; she does have a group of friends about her, but she seems loathe to allow newcomers into her circle, unless they make an amazing first impression on her.
Despite her rather explosive personality, she has great skill with plants- not a surprise, considering that she has been working with them ever since she was five. Her mother was a florist and a plant freak, bringing copious amounts of flowers into the house to decorate with; some of this love for plants has managed to rub off on Serena herself. She can arrange flowers for pretty much any event, from weddings to funerals, and somehow, each arrangement is subtly different, although she never tries to make it so. Her skills are in high demand, especially for weddings, but she only accepts offers that feel "right." Nonetheless, if she does choose to lend you her services, she will do anything to make her work perfect, and everyone can tell that she takes pride in her craft.

Appearence At a good 5'11", Serena towers over most of the people around her, although that doesn't seem to bother her too much. She has the ideal hourglass figure, and she is so pale that most people, seeing her at night, could easily believe she was a ghost. Long, thick black hair falls to her waist, while strange violet eyes that seem to penetrate through you without seeing anything are set in her face. She has long fingers, fine-boned hands and a strong grip, gained from twisting giant piles of flowers into the ideal shape. She wasn't too sure why she was attacked, but the plant certainly did a very bad job of it, as you can't see where she was attacked, and she is rarely ever seen feeding.

Strengths She is a skillful flower arranger and spy, who can listen, undetected, as long as there is enough space. Also, she is very discreet, since she doesn't really listen when she hears secrets, so she never remembers them the next day. She can be quite generous, often making little house decorations for people or taking on a request even if the pay isn't as great as a different one.

Weaknesses Although she willingly allows her friends into what she's doing, Serena prefers to operate alone when it comes to gathering flowers, which can get her into some very sticky situations without a backup. Also, she is a perfectionist, berating herself every time she turns in something less than perfect in her eyes. Her temper makes her a hard person to like, and she can be rather snooty at times.

Other She has a strange affinity for red roses, ravens and the colour black.
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Re: Christchurch, The Garden City./Reverse Vampire/Semi-lit/

Postby Clowesia » Mon Apr 04, 2011 12:36 pm

((I'm not too sure about accepting your character, whitethorizon. Though your writing skills are fine, your character is rather main-stream vampire, which is what I'm trying to avoid in this roleplay. If you tweaked her personality a bit, to make it so that she wasn't so aloof and dark I would accept her. But as your profile stands now, I'd have to say no.

lol and oops, forgot to add your character to the front page, The Dungeon Mistress.
Been fixed now. xD

p.s thanks Zmija. 8D))
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Re: Christchurch, The Garden City./Reverse Vampire/Semi-lit/

Postby Inatae » Mon Apr 04, 2011 12:37 pm

(I know nothing about mainstream vampires, so I kind of winged it for Serena. xD But sure, I'll edit it a little bit. I just realized how hard she would be to RP out, anyway.

Changed it a little. Is this better?)
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Re: Christchurch, The Garden City./Reverse Vampire/Semi-lit/

Postby ossa di cervo » Mon Apr 04, 2011 1:55 pm

Chance Young
And h o n e s t l y;
I'm d o w n like the economy.

Chance leaned back in his work office chair, his legs neatly prompted on the desk that sat in front of him. The tips of his shoes leaned against the gleaming, black cash-register and his arms were folded neatly behind his head. Chance's glasses were shining with a small gleam that came from the sun that flowed in through the large window near the door of his large shop. Chance's eyes were glued to a girl that had recently walked in, dressed in skin tight clothes and she had a rather short skirt down with some tall high-heels. A grin was plastered to Chance's face, the large, bright tiger-lily in his mouth falling with the weight of gravity. The end was in Chance's mouth while the petals were facing his feet and one of Chance's sharp canines were lodged in the stem, unseen by shoppers as he let the chlorophyl flow onto his tongue. Chance didn't necessarily need to the substance at the moment, but he enjoyed a small snack while working.

The girl Chance was watching slowly bent over to examine some of the many flowers that were arranged on shelves. Simply fake, samplers of the many flowers Chance had to offer, but while Chance watched this lady, a small snicker escaped his throat. How could she just throw herself at him like that? The tiger-lily nearly fell from his jaws as this young woman spun around and looked at Chance. She had a smooth face, dark green eyes framed by brunette bangs and locks that fell neatly onto her shoulders, "Excuse me?" The girl moved toward him and Chance pulled his eyes up from her legs and to her face, "Wha--uh, I mean, yesh? What can I do fer a lady like yourshelf?" Chance's feet moved down off of the counter and he slowly stood, placing his palms onto the counter and leaning forward. The tiger-lily spun in his mouth, one end sticking out of the side of his mouth and petals now facing a far wall. Chance smirked as he winked, his button up white shirt, showing more skin then needed.

The girl took one look at his shirt, then her eyes instantly narrowed and she sighed, "Look. I'm having a party soon and I need flowers. Purple ones. I want those ones." Her arm swung out and she pointed at the purple pansies Chance had laying on a lower shelf. His eyes flicked to them, he had every location of all the fake flowers memorized, then looked back at her face, "Call my father. He'll tell you how many I need." She slammed a number down and turned on her heel and began to her exit out of the store. Chance laughed lightly, watching her leave as he sunk into his work chair again and placed his feet back next to the register. The flower turned and his hands moved and within a few moments it was as if Chance had never stood. "All them pretty little ladies never get old." Chance laughed aloud as he spoke to himself, now closing his eyes. His hopes of seeing anyone from the Coven were small and Chance didn't want to waste his time waiting around when he could be sleeping.


Akane Kokawa
All I want is to mess a r o u n d and I don't really c a r e about,
If you l o v e me,
If you h a t e me.

Akane pranced through the green house she worked in, her nostrils drawing in the scents of all the exotic smells making her head spin. The girl bit down on her lower lip, a small, innocent looking grin on her lips as she skipped between rows and rows of Stelitzia Reginaes, Passiflora Bifloras, and even small Mokes. Akane ran her tongue along her teeth, then bit down on her tongue in exchange for her lip. Her brain was begging to chew and munch on one of those innocent, little stems but Akane had to hold herself back. There were people here, not many, but still a few, and munching down on a flower stem would seem a bit odd.

So instead of munch, Akane skipped around, twirling her small pigtails and sometimes sitting and playing with her canines. Of course, when she messed with her teeth she made sure no.. commoner's were nearby to see. Aaron wouldn't like her being found out. At the thought of the Coven, Akane began to wonder what the other's were up to and her mind finally got off of the scents around her and she skipped along now looking more like a drone then a flower enthusiast.

Akane's mind was deep in thought about what Chance, Sophie, Aaron and all the other's were doing when a voice interrupted her, "Akane, dear, you can leave now." Akane jumped a little, looking at the face in front of her. It was her boss, Mrs. Ross, a stern old lady with graying red hair and many wrinkles around her eyes. Akane smiled and curtsied, "Thank you very much, Mrs. Ross." The old lady snorted, rolled her eyes then turned, her arms folded. Akane couldn't help but giggled as she rushed past, her small jacket waving behind her and her pigtails jumping away from her shoulders. The girl exited the greenhouse from which she worked and ran the back of her hand along her forehead. Akane's body formed a lot of sweat in that place but she just couldn't leave. Being around the exotics was something she got to brag about to the rest of the Coven, which just so happened to be where she was headed now. Her small feet carried her toward the Coven's "headquarters" and the closer Akane got, the harder it was to try and hide the bright grin that smothered her face.

((Eeee! Just got home. I'm so proud of these posts, you have no idea! <3 Especially Chance's. xD Your mainstream vampire = dark, gloomy, aggressive and all in all, rather dull. Unless they're sparkly. Then they're surprising and full of joy and wonder. ;>.> P.S. I wasn't sure what to put for the Coven "headquarters" so I just put what you see above. O_o Hope it's alright. <3))
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Re: Christchurch, The Garden City./Reverse Vampire/Semi-lit/

Postby Clowesia » Mon Apr 04, 2011 2:40 pm

▄▌█ Sophie █▐▄

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Sophie gave a happy hum as she continued to totter around the garden, hefting and swinging packed bags of dirt this way and that as she prepared the garden for spring. Her once clean pair of jeans and white tank top were smudged and covered in patches of soil, telling the tale of an exhausting day or work, yet Sophie felt none of the lapse in energy like a human would. Grabbing the bottom edge of the bag chock full of nutrient rich dirt, Sophie tore a huge slit along the bottom of it, letting the life-giving brown soil spill onto the near-by flower bed. Falling to her knees, she leant over the bed, her hands immediately leveling out the velvety earth as she went over in her head what she was going to plant in it.

Giving a upwards huff, she blew an irritating lock of hair out of her face; but it was with this casual movement Sophie spotted a delectable delight perched in the towering oak tree that swamped the middle of this section of the garden. What had caught Sophie's doe eyes was a green bundle of moss, situated about ten feet off the ground. Sophie did not often eat moss, it was hard to find in a large enough quantity to satisfy a RV's appetite. But with this wad of mouthwatering moss was big enough to be a tasty meal.Sophie could hardly believe another one of her coven had snapped it up previous to her sighting it.

With a slightly mischievous chuckle, Sophie stood up from her place on the ground, her eyes not once leaving her prize as she stalked up to the base of the towering oak. It had been several years since Sophie had even attempted climbing a tree, and all the vampire powers in the world wouldn't help her if she lacked the agility to complete this task. With a short run up, Sophie powered herself off the base of the tree, her arms outstretched as her upper torso collided with a branch painfully. With a slight "Whoompf" from the escape of air from her lungs, Sophie managed to clamber her way up onto she was straddling the branch.

"Heh." Was the only recognizable sound of her achievement as she slowly stood up on the branch, reaching for the next one above her head. It was with a few more grunts and a lot more scrapes than necessary that Sophie found herself on the branch that held her final prize. With a more than greedy smile flitting across her face, she began to edge her way along the branch, one foot in front of the other. But the second she placed one foot wrong, it was all over.

With a shriek she went down, only her supernatural reflexes saving her from a long fall as her body wrapped around the underside of the branch. Wide eyed she cast a look to the ground, only for her mind to distend the distance to such a degree she felt like she was dangling over the edge of the Grand Canyon. with another pitiful cry she clutched tighter to the branch, her eyes screwed shut. ten feet was a long way to drop, even for a vampire. Of course she would heal in a matter of an hour or two, but it didn't mean it wouldn't hurt like hell.

And Sophie did not like pain.

'Oh god, knowing my luck I'd hit every branch on the way down.' She whimpered mentally, even though if she had let go it would have been a straight shot down to the ground with no tree branch collision necessary. Whether or not that was a good thing remained to be seen.


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((That was awesome, Zmija<3 =o
I am totally in love with Chance. B| ijs.
And it's my fault for not posting a picture of Baron Manor. xD
Here it is. :B
(I totally gave us a sweet as pond.)
Aaaaaaaand Sophie gets stuck in a tree. :I
I knew she was going to make a hopeless RV.))

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Re: Christchurch, The Garden City./Reverse Vampire/Semi-lit/

Postby *Skylar The Plant* » Mon Apr 04, 2011 4:48 pm

[Big picture is big QAQ ]

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Skylar Rain
Age
She has a bit of a baby face and is tiny, but her body shape hints that she is in her older teens, so she looks around [In body] nineteen, but is actually in her late six-hundreds. [No little looking Sky :c]
Sexuality
Unbiased Asexual.
Place of Origin
Churchill, Australia
Job
Floral breeder. [She tries to breed new sorts of flowers! [My aunty does it =3=]]
Rank within the Coven
Daughter

Personality
Skylar is a very defensive person, she often will snap at people for doing nothing at all because she can get mildly jealous just over looks, from tanned skin to being tall, she gets jealous from both. She's usually not happy unless she's proving she's better then someone else. She's always to prove she's just as good as everyone else, though quite unnaturally, she's painfully lazy. If there's no one around she'll sit and watch the animals and take care of her flowers without doing much else, she likes to sit in the shade, where she can still get a bit of sun, though not too much. She dislikes the warm most of the time, that's why she'll sit in the shade and just have her legs out in the sun or something, she likes the feel, though not so much the heat.

Skylar has a rather obscure obsession with the colour green, so she likes the leaves of plants, a bit too much. Sometimes she'll just sit and stare at it if it's just the right shade of green. She hasn't seen an actual flower with the shade of green that she likes, though she's trying to inbreed her flowers to make it, that's one of her goals. Sometimes she gets a bit too enthusiastic and ends up just ruining her flowers by drinking the chlorophyl from them. She always regrets it after she does it.

Skylar is an irrational person, she gets rather frustrated with things easily. She also has an obsessive personality, if she likes something, she'll obsess over it. Like flowers, that's why she likes them so much. And snow, she likes how the light reflects off it, it makes her feel warm even if she is cold.

Appearance:
Skylar is a tiny girl, standing only four and a half feet tall. She has long slightly curled black hair with irregular green streaks through it. Her eyes large in her semi-pale face and are a rather bright colour of green. She has a rather slim figure though wide hips and full lips, showing she is indeed meant to be a shapely young women, but looking at other people thinner then herself made her want to be thin.
She has rather long limbs, large feet and large hands.

[I may add more to this later QAQ Bad form is baaaad D:]


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Re: Christchurch, The Garden City./Reverse Vampire/Semi-lit/

Postby Clowesia » Tue Apr 05, 2011 9:04 am

((Accepted. :3
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Re: Christchurch, The Garden City./Reverse Vampire/Semi-lit/

Postby ossa di cervo » Tue Apr 05, 2011 11:35 am

((Merrrr, I demand that someone else posts! Me wants to write more Chance posts. q.q))
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Re: Christchurch, The Garden City./Reverse Vampire/Semi-lit/

Postby antler apathy » Tue Apr 05, 2011 12:24 pm

[[OOC: Ack, sorry ;-; My computer keeps freezing and I have to turn it off.
Oh also, I forgot to add this to my form, but Aaron has a very slight Russian accent he never seemed to shake.]]

Aaron J. Skye
Male | Head Vampire | Botanist | Bisexual

The man was slumped over his desk behind closed doors, with head buried in his arms - which were crossed across each other. He was sleeping soundly with a rather large trail of drool running down his open mouth as he was adrift. As the coven leader, as well as a rather renown botanist throughout the city (or at least the area he resided and worked in) Aaron tried to gasp a bit of sleep before having to rise again and return to his accustom routine. And he didn't dare want himself to be walked in on while in a slumber, on his job, that would not have been good for his business and would most likely lower respect amongst his followers. But the man was not thinking of things like that at the moment, for his mind was wiped blank of all thoughts as he rested there.

It wasn't for a while that Aaron finally rose, his blueish-black hair messy and his eyes still half closed from the groggy feeling of first awakening. He'd gotten away with the act without another coming in on him, but the head vampire knew he would have to cease his daytime rests eventually. . . Just not this month, he needed rest this month. Fore this month, by some unknown reason that Aaron couldn't seem to pinpoint, he was increasingly out of it and tired.

The man rubbed his temples softly, fluttering his eyelids while trying to clear his currently blurry vision. "Oh crap Aaron, you can't ruin those papers." He glanced down at his saliva coated papers, and pulled his sleeve forward, trying to gently dab up the exes drool. "No, no, no, no, oh please not." Muttered Aaron, trying not to rip the damp papers as he removed the dribble from them. He winced looking at his finished product, blurry lines just barely defining his notes and concept sketches of the plants he had been trying to study intensely. The man shoved the papers back down, glaring at their holdings fiercely, as if wishing to set them to fire.

But it would do no good, Aaron would have to make up the notes in the near future, they were ruined now.

So the man stood, pulling his coat over the button up long sleeve he was wearing. And then he was out the door, slamming it behind himself. Off to the coven headquarters, hopefully I'll be able to find another member there. Aaron strode out on to the street, giving off a curt smile to the man who glanced up from across the street, and then he turned left. The coven was two blocks left from his office, and then another three blocks right. He had a solid walk ahead of him, but scoping out another meal for the days to come was a good past time for Aaron as he trotted down the street.

As the head vampire neared his headquarters a smiled washed on to his face, watching the magnificent building coming in to sight slowly. And Aaron quickened his step, coming to the doors of the property. he pushed them open and entered the headquarter, looking around the great hall for another coven member. He did not seem to find one in the opening hall, so he quickly climbed the stairs up to the large windows so he could glimpse out over the vast gardens the property held.
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you were a miracle and I was just holding your space ]

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Re: Christchurch, The Garden City./Reverse Vampire/Semi-lit/

Postby Popcorns » Tue Apr 05, 2011 4:23 pm


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Isaac Tamim
Age
Looks; 21
Actually; 90 or something
Sexuality
Hetrosexual
Place of Origin
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia
Job
Landscape design
Rank within the Coven
Son

Personality
Isaac will admit, he was a bit spoiled as a child. He was the only living offspring his family had, so how could he not be spoiled? Isaac was the would have been third child, but the previous births weren't great. So, the Son was rasied in the good life. Therefore, Isaac tends to take things for granted and expected the best. In his extended years, he has realized the difference from childhood and adulthood, just that he perfers acting young.It's uncommon to see the vampire acting childish.
Being the youngest vampire has some draw backs. With almsot everyone else atleast five centuries older, Isaac feels a bit uneasy. For the others could judge him easily on his childish anticts. Or welcome him with warm arms. He has only been at the headquaters for five years and stills feel pent up.
When it comes to work though, Isaac is determined to do good. He some how manages to pay attention at the landscape design at hand and not screw up. Since he could remember, the lad had enjoyed his family's garden, rearranging the plants to his enjoyment.It makes sense that he chose this line of work.
Overall, Isaac is a free spirit. An ever changing mood with a matching strong headed personality makes this guy enjoy the high life. He likes mellow times- like at night-, but during the day the Muslim likes to do two things; pray to Allah, and have fun. He can often be found running out on the grounds during his free time when he's not working.





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Antonio da Firenze
Age
Looks; 23
Actually; about 958
Sexuality
Hetrosexual
Place of Origin
Florence, Italy
Job
Herbalist
Rank within the Coven
Son

Personality
Antonio da Firenze is an interesting one. For starters, he wasn't born with a surname. "Da Firenze", simple means 'of Florence'. Second of all, Toni is an odd man. How you may ask? Antonio doesn't know the meaning of walls when refering to those in your mind. He lets everything out. For example, when talking about say, the ocean. Toni will start talking about lunch from yesterday. If it's on his mind, he doesn't hold it in. Secerts are nothing to him. "They're bound to be broken by someone else." Is something that he often refers to why he has no complete secerts.
Antonio is also a bit, well oblivious to the real world. His mind is full of fantasies, ones reachable and ones not. He was raised to be a free spirit, to be open to all. Some ever say Toni has no real emtion, which is not true. Just one of the rumors that are said. Toni can feel very well, it's just that he's had years since boyhood to control his facial expressions. It's for no real reason, just out of habit from games he used to play. An example is that when Toni is sarcastic, it's hard for others to tell if he's sarcastic or not.
One thing that's constant though, he's a great listener and a good friend. From all different types of people, he seems to relate.
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