Midnight Curse....Semi-Literate/Literate RP...[Accepting]

[Annalee]

[She would have to be a vampire and preferably the sister of Thomas and his brother. Just to keep things even. And the brothers would have to know that she had it, and they would have had to have given it to her for safekeeping....]

[CoffeeAddict]

{Okay I can do that. Would have preferred a witch but that'll work too. Just as long as I'm able to play a female since my males don't turn out very manly}

[Annalee]

[Lol, Alec is awesome, though.]
[Will post in a sec....]

[CoffeeAddict]

{Awe shucks I'm blushing again *.*}

Vampire

Name: Olivia Bernadette

Real Age: Younger then both of her brothers....

How old do they look?: 17

Gender: Female

What is their rank in society?: Lady

Do they own a ring?: Yes

If so, what kind?: Necklace

Do they know about how to break the curse?: Yes

If yes, how much do they know?: Olivia knows all there is to know about the curse. She was there when it was created.

If no, will they find out?: N/A

What do they look like?:

Personality: Olivia is, well, different. Having been alive for hundreds of years she has vast knowledge and is very wise. Although just by talking to her you wouldn't know it. Her intelligence is not something Olivia flaunts. She would rather keep it hidden to use as a tool against you at a later date when you least expect it. Olivia is rather cold and calculating when she needs to be but would much rather be fun and happy. She loves to laugh and have a good time but when duty calls, she'll torture an answer out of you. Killing you in the end because it would be much better then living. Olivia has learned how to detach herself from people and her feelings so you may want to watch out for her.

History: Olivia was born into the almost royal family and was always good with it. She is good with politics and speaking. She actually enjoys it unlike most girls. Olivia's been alive for centuries so let's just say her past is rather long and leave it at that.

Anything else?: Not really...Unless it should be known that she has the midnight stone....

How often are you on CS?: At least two times a day. Only for about 10 minutes in the morning but I'm on all afternoon when school is over. There are days when i may not be on due to dance or work. I do have a life outside of CS

How often do you post?: It really depends on the people I'm RPing with. If they post and I can post back, then I will. But if no one has posted and there's nothing else I can do but wait, then that's what I'll do.

How well do you write?: I write pretty decent sized paragraphs. Of course the whole paragraphing situation confuses me somewhat so it's just one big long post. The more I'm given to work with the longer my returning post will be.I never post under 4 sentences. It bothers me. I make minimal grammar mistakes but I'm only human so i will make them once in awhile. If i see them, chances are, I'll go back and edit them out.

[Annalee]

-Brigan-
The protonus of a fox approached me and stopped at my feet. "The doppleganger has been kidnapped," said the fox with Falla's voice, "Meet me at the fountain in the east garden." The protronus dissappeared in a silvery mist. How could they have found her already? I thought, thinking of the werewolves. But I didn't have time to think about that right now. Right now I had to find Falla and then find the doppleganger.

I ran, and within a few seconds found Falla. "Which way?" I asked. She pointed toward a foolish looking warlock who appeared to be having trouble climbing the fence. He finally made it to the top, sitting down and staring down at us.

"He has used a tracking spell, we just have to follow him," she said. I nodded and picked her up, carrying her. I ran at the wall and then jumped over. Falla weighed nothing. How could she be healthy when she was this light? I'd seen her eat a lot, though, so I knew that she didn't starve herself. And she looked fine. It was funny what small, trivial things I thought of we were this close to the face of danger.

I set Falla down and waited impatiently for the warlock.

[Annalee]

[Accepted.]

[Annalee]

[She has a different last name than the brothers. Was or is she married?

[CoffeeAddict]

{Whoops totally messed that up. Imma go change it. }

[CoffeeAddict]

{Awesome ^.^ }

Alexander Bane

Alec jumped down off of the wall when a man appeared holding Falla and jumped over the wall. Like it was nothing. Show off vampire. Alec thought with an impatien roll of his eyes. Not everyone gets inhuman strength and speed. Some of us are stuck with spells that we have to practice for ages to get right. Looking around at the forest they were now in, Alec found his trail with ease. It was as if someone had attached a string to Alec and then to the trail. He could feel an slight tug in his midsecontion to where the trail was. Setting off at a jog Alec followed it for a bit before turning back to face the vampire. "Coming?" He asked, an eyebrow raised. There was a slight gleam in his eyes. Alec could tell this was going to be a battle of wit and power. Something he was looking forward to. Alec hadn't had a good full out spell battle in a long time and once they found this girl, Alec knew that there was going to be one. It was inevitable. With the Doppelgänger found, there would be no unrest until she died. And even after that there would be war. If only there was a way to make the spell so both sides benifited. From now on, there would always be war between werewolves and vampires. First a fight for the girl and then a fight because one was released and the other cursed forever.

Olivia Bernadette

Olivia watched from her seat in the garden as first a werewolf talked with a girl and left with her, then a witch and warlock left, then the warlock came back, and then the witch came back carried by Brigan. Olivia's curiosity peaked. What could be going on that was this interesting? It was the werewolf. Olivia decided with a sniff of disdain. She couldn't tolerate the creatures. They were so, uncivilized. Well most of them that is. You did get the odd one that had perfect manners, they were just hard to come by. Although there were vampires who weren't much better but they might as well have been labeled werewolves then. With a sigh Olivia stood up. Her need to know what was going on would no be quenched until she actually found out what was going on. Following Brigan's sent, Olivia reached the wall. She looked disapprovingly at the wall. If she looked that way at anyone else they would feel horrible. As if they had disappointed her in the worst way possible. With a small shake of her head, Olivia ran a few steps towards the wall and jumped. She landed neatly on the other side. Almost on top of Brigan and the witch. After looking at who he was holding, Olivia realized that it was the palace witch, Falla. How interesting. Olivia thought, amused. "What's going on here?" She asked Brigan, not bothering with any of the pleasantries. In a situation like this, you were allowed to skip them.

[ButterflyHandcuff]

((I'm sorry, I was helping a girl with her new thread. I apologize.))

Vertigo tilted his head and chuckled at Bell's answer, or lack of one. She was certianly stubborn, but then again she had ever right to be bitter. She didn't ask to be brought to a Werewolf's lair, were she didn't want to be. He was terrible perosn for stealing her away, yes, but what else was he supposed to do. Vertigo buried his face in his hands in a stressed way, a sigh escaping his lips. He needed to find the others, the Elders. Yes, there were others older than him, they were also searching the globe for The Dopplerganger. Since he found her, he'd have to contact them soon enough. Vertigo rubbed his eyes then stood up, lookking down at Bell for a moment, then he turned around and got out a spellbook. Shaking his head and muttering to himself, he cast the spell easily, looking out the window with an deep in thought expression. Suddenly he said,"I need to talk to Ario...Yes, right now...Don't give me that, it's Vertigo." At the mention of who it was, the man on the end of the spell's magic immideatly went to get the ancient Werewolf. Vertigo truend his eyes over to Bell for just a moment, thoughs harsh brown eyes seemed angry. Then he simply looked out the window again untill a voice was heard. "Ario. I've found her, again. She's more stubborn this time, less likely to comply....Oh, umm brown hair, not short or tall, white. Big brown eyes...beautiful, really." Vertigo bit at his nail, just a force of habit. "She's not talking, that's the thing....I don't know....Alright....see you then." Vertigo broke the simple communitcation spell with another shake of his head. His ocean eyes found their way to the door for a moment, but then he simply turned around and disappeared. Withen a few minutes, he was back with a bowl of assorted fruits and out it on the coffe table infront of Bell, not actually looking at her though. She was angry, as she should be, so why bother her anymore? Though he couldn't leave her to her own devices, so he took a seat near the window and looked out at the forest, getting preoccupied with the way the wind rusteled the leaves.