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haha the rebels: "Do their parents even exist?"
And reserve the sporty girl, please!
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TRACK!
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Probably going to make a Vampire! I'll make him tomorrow, I've been super busy today. :)
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There should be a rank for Humans, maybe just 2 or 3 of them.
[spoiler=Vampire Prince][align=center]
.Alexei .Bovril. Petrovich.
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nick name ;;
Just stick to Alexei.gender ;;
He's a he.age ;;
Looks to be about 23 years old, is really somewhere in the hundreds.birthday ;;
October 30th. (mwahahahaha)birthplace ;;
London, England, actually. But he moved away a hundred years ago, and thus no longer retains his accent except when REALLY pissed off.species ;;
Vampire, baby.✝✝✝
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eye color as a human ;;
A beautiful gray-green color.hair color ;;
He has dark hair, which one can never quite tell if it's dark brown or simply black.height ;;
He's 6' evenweight ;;
A healthy, albiet skinny weight: 149 lbs.body modifications ;;
He has a tattoo of a simple drawing of the world on his right wrist, but that's it.✝✝✝
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personality ;;
Again, will expand upon when I have more energy
-Arrogant
-Strict
-Gruff
-Secretly Optimistic
-Loyal
-Calm
-Patienthistory ;;
Nothing too interesting. He was born in England to Russian diplomats in the late 1600s. He had a normal childhood, albiet with an older sister always protective of him. When he was 16, he met the love of his life, but was forbidden to marry her because she was of a lower social status than his family. So they decided to run off together in the most romantic way possible. When they were sneaking through alleyways to the port, however, they chanced upon a vampire. Alexei did the best he could to stop the beast, but the man killed his love and was sinking his teeth into Alexei's neck when someone hit him with a stone, and the man passed out. Alexei survived, though he did not feel that way when he had to bury his love. He went through the painful transformation, and spent the next fifty years finding the vampire he met in that alleyway. He killed him. Revenge wasn't what he expected it to be, and so he traveled the world, going more and more places as transportation evolved. He knows 9 languages fluently. He ended up with the kingdom 100 odd years ago, and quickly worked his way up to being the prince.✝✝✝
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sexuality ;;
Pansexualvirgin? ;;
After hundred of years alive, would you be? They answer you're looking for is no.crush ;;
TBD/None for nowboyfriend / girlfriend ;;
Died quite a long time ago. He's yet to make any lasting connections since.family ;;
It pains him when he cannot remember their names.
Father: Dreykov Petrovich, deceased a couple hundred years ago
Mother: Allyana Petrouch, same as above
Older Sister: Sara Petrovich, turned into a werewolf, moved to France, started a werewolf clan. See Mimsy's form.✝✝✝
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(If allowed) He has an ability called Silver Tongue, which means that he is able to easily sway people to his side of an arguement. -
I would say the starting point might be a week in or so, like they've had enough time to establish the rankings and build shelter, but they aren't completely accustomed to the strange land, thus drama can erupt at any moment.
Also, most RPs start in the morning if you're looking for a starting off point, but it could also be after a successful hunt or a Grounders sighting or something else equally exciting!And I always have to double check the names, so sometimes I just say __'s character or something along those lines. :)
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[spoiler=Carden, Doctor][align=center][color=white][img width=510 height=340]http://31.media.tumblr.com/tum…yiE0c1rsz77yo3_r1_500.gif[/img]
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FULL NAME | Carden Thomas Finn
NICKNAME/S | Cards
AGE & BIRTHDAY | He is twenty-three years old, born on the 22nd of October
ORIGIN | Born and raised in L.A.
POSITION | Doctor[hr]
[hr]APPEARANCE |
DISORDERS/DISABILITIES |FAMILY |
HISTORY |CHARACTERISTICS |
LIKES |
DISLIKES |SECRETS |
FEARS |STRENGTHS |
WEAKNESSES |[hr]
[hr]SEXUALITY | Bisexual
ROMANTIC INTEREST | TBD
TURN ONS |
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-PERSONAL WEAPONS | He has a small handgun, but he rarely touches it. He's a doctor, not a fighter.
TREASURED ITEMS | His medical textbook, now often used more for elevating patient's heads than actual reading. Don't ask about the stains.[hr]
[hr]OTHER | Nah, that's all.
FACE CLAIM | Ben Barnes[/spoiler]
[spoiler=Flora, Second-in-Command][align=center][color=white]
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FULL NAME | Florence Daisy Steele
NICKNAME/S | Most call her Florence to her face. Behind her back? You'll have to find out.
AGE & BIRTHDAY | She is twenty years old, born on June Fifth.
ORIGIN | She was born in London, England, and lived in Pakistan, then Nigeria, then Honduras, then Indonesia, South Africa, and finally the United States as her father traveled around the different embassies. So if you ask her, she'll just say Earth.
POSITION | Second-in-Command[hr]
[hr]APPEARANCE |
DISORDERS/DISABILITIES | Insomniac, still retains some brainwashing from her stint as a prisonerFAMILY |
HISTORY | She worked as a government spy a couple years ago, and was sent to infiltrate the rebels. She did, but in the process stopped being brainwashed and saw things clearly for the first time.CHARACTERISTICS |
Brave
Intelligent
RealisticLIKES |
DISLIKES |SECRETS | She was a spy for the government
FEARS | Her secret being found outSTRENGTHS |
WEAKNESSES |[hr]
[hr]SEXUALITY |
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TURN ONS |
TURN OFFS |PERSONAL WEAPONS |
TREASURED ITEMS |[hr]
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Reserve me Wrath, please
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[spoiler=Flora Yon, Waitress/Journalist][align=center]
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NICKNAME(S) Usually called Flora by her friends, though her brother calls her Trouble
AGE Twenty-two years old
BIRTH DATE She was born on the 3rd of October
GENDER Pretty sure that she's a female
POSITION Well, she is currently working as a waitress in the nightclub, but only until she 'finds her big break'. She aspires to be a famous journalist, though her race and gender are working against her.
ALLIANCE The Poor, loosely
NOTABLE TRAITS Determined, Passionate, Impatient, Clever, Impulsive, Curious
PERSONA
If you remember nothing else about Flora, you will remember her fiery drive. She is a woman who will never stop to see her dreams come true, and if you're in the way you better start running. She loves her work (the journalism not the waiting tables), as she often tells people. She wants to move forward in her career quickly, and can get quite impatient and impulsive when things are going slowly, which can land her in trouble.
She is trusting, and though this has hurt her time and time again, she refuses to give it up. She is also forgiving, and will accept somebody back with the least of apologies, as she is a naive optimistic who is convinced everyone has a heart of gold.
Other people rarely extend her the same courtesy, so she is often in trouble for extended periods of time for sticking her nose where it doesn't belong. But she is curious and no matter how many times people threaten her, she won't stop digging once she has a hint of a story.
She knows that she has an uphill battle, because of her gender and the fact that her eyes are a different shape. She is smart enough to have figured that out already. But she refuses to let it limit her dreams, as her mother often tried to do. Her mother was scared of all the possibilities in America, but she is not. She is ready to take her place in it.
HISTORY
Her mother and father came from China, and had a son here in America, in San Francisco. They named him Samuel so he'd be more accepted by the culture. They had a daughter a year later, and named her Florence for much the same reason. The two children were close, growing up in the tiny apartment next to other immigrants. Her father worked in a factory nearby, her mother worked with other wives washing and fixing clothes for the richer people.
Then came the second world war. Despite the fact that they were from China, not Japan, people yelled slurs, threw rocks, and threatened them and the other Chinese immigrants. At school, Flora and her brother were often ostracized. Flora told the teachers, who replied with a sneer that they didn't see anything. So she wrote a report about it, and, though the teachers waved it away, a much more liberal newspaper heard about it, and ran the story. That was the day Flora decided to become a journalist. Her parents were extremely proud of her, and they had Flora read them the article many times for the next month.
When the war ended, things got a little bit better. Flora's mother often warned her not to set her sights too high. She now realizes that this was out of motherly concern that her daughter would be crushed, but at the time she rebelled against her mother, and once made her mother faint by bringing home a black boy. She had paid him her lunch money just to scare her mother, but they became friends afterwards.
When Flora passed high school with flying colors, she knew there was no chance of her getting to go to college. They didn't have the money. She comforted herself by saying that if she went to college all she would be was a nurse or a teacher, and packed her bags for Hollywood. Her brother came with her, if only to keep her out of trouble.
RELATIONS
Mother: Lin Yon, in San Fran
Father: Bae Yon, in San Fran
Brother: Samuel Yon, in Hollywood
SEXUALITY Heterosexual
LOVE INTEREST TBD
TURN ONS
-Intelligent
-Respect
-Confident
-Heart of gold
TURN OFFS
-Weasley
-Idiot
-Racist, sexist, tries to hold her back
-Greedy
BASIC APPEARANCE The young woman is of average height and weight, with a slim, slightly curvy build. Her shiny dark locks, when down, reaches to about mid-back. However, she doesn't wear her hair down often, so this is rarely seen. She prefers a more professional look, considering the obstacles she has before her already. Buns, plain clothing, minimal make-up, and comfortable shoes are her regular attire, even when she is 'relaxing'.
BODY MODS Her ears are pierced, but that's it.
DISORDERS She has asthma
WEAKNESSES
-Hates boats, will not ride in them no matter how much you pay her
-Impulsive and impatient
-Curious, always poking her nose where it doesn't belong
-Asthma
FEARS Her mother being right; Boats; Hurting others; Getting locked into marriage
STRENGTHS
-Really smart and clever
-Always able to eke a story out of somebody
-Excellent cook
PLOTS
-Gets a big break on the story of the rival companies, and they don't like it, so they come together to kill her off or something, but she is protected by the poor gang (or something along those lines) which is a catalyst for a huge tri-gang dispute.
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[align=center]TEMPLATE © WINNIE | INSPIRED BY BLUE SARGENT[/spoiler]I didn't see Journalist as a position, but it was mentioned in the intro...
Also, I finally wrote a pretty cool ending for her personality! Yay!Will probably make her brother as well, tomorrow-ish.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; background-color:black; height:17px][size=6pt][color=white]22 YEARS OLD | FEMALE | WAITRESS/JOURNALIST | CLICK FOR OUTFIT[/fancypost]
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Flora bustled in the back door and changed into her work uniform, buttoning up the plain white blouse as quick as her fingers could go. Of course she was late. She was always late when exciting things happened. Johnny, one of the other waiters, called on her to cover for him because he was on bad terms with this member of a gang or another. She didn't even know all the details about the dinner tonight, just some schmoozy thing for a couple of high-ranking companies. She grabbed an extra scarf and tied it about her neck, trying not to choke herself as she knotted it.
It'll be good for the club. She reasoned, though the annoyed frown stayed on her face as she shimmied into the tight red skirt. She adjusted the blouse, and smoothed her bun, though she knew it'd do little to help the mess, and stepped through the doors and into the noise of the club.
Surveying the room, she noticed that it was still more empty than full. Probably the big guys will show up fashionably late. Figures. Most of the singers and dancers were still backstage, and she caught sight of a large group huddled near the bar, including Mr. Osgood and Calypso. She didn't see Lucian bartending, so she slipped behind the counter and tried not to eavesdrop too much as she mixed up the bourbon one of the strangers ordered. But she did manage to hear the words "Mr. Exon and Mr. Foxcatcher", and almost dropped the glass.
She recovered from her stumble in time, and luckily managed to not spill any of the liquor before she set it in front of the customer. She gave him a quick smile, saying, "Do you need anything else?" But really her focus was on the conversation as she waited for someone to confirm that the party was indeed for two of the most if not the notorious businessmen in the city, who she was trying to get a scoop on.
Tonight might not be such a waste of her time after all.[/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center][color=black][size=6pt]CAPTAIN ©
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; background-color:black; height:17px][size=6pt][color=white]22 YEARS OLD | FEMALE | WAITRESS/JOURNALIST | CLICK FOR OUTFIT[/fancypost]
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Flora managed to suppress a grin as Mr. Osgood confirmed that it was indeed Exon and Foxcatcher who would be playing here tonight. Once in a life-time opportunity, Flora, don't mess this up. It was ironic really, that if some of those gang members found out that she was looking for a news scoop it really would be once in a life time, because she'd be dead.
But she cleared her mind of those thoughts and got to wiping glasses with a towel, leaning with one hip on the counter, despite the fact that the glasses were already clean. But she needed an excuse to continue to eavesdrop of the conversation.[/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center][color=black][size=6pt]CAPTAIN ©
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; background-color:black; height:17px][size=6pt][color=white]22 YEARS OLD | FEMALE | WAITRESS/JOURNALIST | CLICK FOR OUTFIT[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px black; border-top: 0px solid black; border-left: 10px solid black; border-bottom: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width:470px; padding:5px][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px][justify][sub][size=10]She jumped a little as she felt a hand catch her arm, and quickly turned, but relaxed as it turned out to be Sammy. "Yeah, Johnny asked me to fill in for him. He's gotten into trouble with one of these gangs or another, he's probably hitting the road as we speak." She shrugged, and set down the now-extra-clean glass.
She often covered for Johnny, the man was a flake, as he preferred following stories for his journalism career than waiting tables, but he'd never skipped town before. He's probably okay. She reasoned to herself.
She turned as another man came up to the bar and put on a smile, feeling tired already. How did Lucian do it? "How can I help you, sir?"
She felt a pair of eyes on her, but when she looked up, she could not find the culprit. She brushed off the feeling as paranoia over Johnny's disappearance and turned back to the customer.OOC: If we want drama, who wants to find Johnny dead/injured?
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There's a party at the club for Exon and Foxcatcher studios, Calypso is singing instead of another person, Flora is currently tending the bar in Lucian's place because she wants to eavesdrop, and a bunch of side conversations are happening.
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[size=24][glow=white,2,300][font=georgia]✘[color=orange]✘Florence Yon[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; background-color:black; height:17px][size=6pt][color=white]22 YEARS OLD | FEMALE | WAITRESS/JOURNALIST | CLICK FOR OUTFIT[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px black; border-top: 0px solid black; border-left: 10px solid black; border-bottom: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width:470px; padding:5px][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px][justify][sub][size=10]Flora nodded and poured the man a Corby, still maintaining her smile, though admittedly a bit less bright. It was hard to miss the fact that the man was scowling and had just taken a look at her face, but the more rational side of her brain reasoned that he was more likely having a bad day than bearing a grudge over what she looked like.
She had barely turned from the man when she felt another hand on her shoulder and bit down a yelp. It turned out to be Lucian, asking her why she was behind the bar, with Jordan right behind him.
She gave a nervous but relieved laugh. "Yeah, I'm covering for Johnny tonight. Don't have to worry about me taking your jobs, I just saw a couple customers at the bar so I stepped in. I'm keeping the tip though." She gave the two a teasing smile before exiting the bar area and weaving her way into the growing throng of people.[/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center][color=black][size=6pt]CAPTAIN ©
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Ohmigod I promise I will post on the RP thread as soon as possible, as soon as I get the energy to click the mouse.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; background-color:black; height:17px][size=6pt][color=white]22 YEARS OLD | FEMALE | WAITRESS/JOURNALIST | CLICK FOR OUTFIT[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px black; border-top: 0px solid black; border-left: 10px solid black; border-bottom: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width:470px; padding:5px][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px][justify][sub][size=10]Flora waited on a couple of tables, bringing either trays of drinks or appetizers or menus or chairs or whatever else the customers wanted. After five minutes her nerves were stretched pretty thin. She usually only had to deal with the regular crowd, people who felt a little down on themselves, friends, a few creeps, and suchlike. She had rarely had to deal with people with so few morals and so much money in so many numbers.
After dealing with a particularly snooty table, she managed to worm her way back behind the stage and into the kitchen, where she nearly ran into Finn and Calypso. "Hey, I heard about the change of plans, you guys need anything?" She asked, much more willing to run errands for a friend than for some stuck-up actor.
She supposed that perhaps she was a little prejudiced against them. It was more than likely that not all people in the movie business were evil, plotting piranhas, but she didn't have the energy to contemplate that right now.[/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center][color=black][size=6pt]CAPTAIN ©
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