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do NOT post here unless i have accepted your character, and they are listed below. Character List Vampires Leader- Aceline Leroux, Tamesis Commander- Samira Octuras, M I S E R Y Member- Josephine Samaras, Blissful Member- Athanasius, skeleton Member- Cassandra Demi Octuras, Pastry Lord Member- Morpheus Morrow, Song of Achilles Werewolves Leader- Cronan Monteago, Opal Fruits Commander- Griffin Atlas Armstrong, Pastry Lord Member- Kassandra Siatas, Blissful Member- Azazel James, Hoalvinus Member- Alayna Louvé, M I S E R Y Member- Faust Gladys Martinus, Tamesis Hybrid Blanche Aldair, Opal Fruits Starting Info The setting is ancient Greece, the day of the symposium. The war still runs rampant, and tensions are high. Those who are religious may be seen praying at the respective temples of their god(s). Everyone is getting ready to attend the symposium, which has a dress code of formal clothing only. The symposium is held in a temple, with various rooms, a balcony, and in the very center is a large area with no roof. It is warm, the sky is clear with few wispy clouds. It is approaching sunset. Fighting is discouraged, but not forbidden. As of tomorrow, the war will resume and a battle will take place at the battlefield, so be prepared! Think wisely about who you mingle with. Links discussion sign ups |
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❀ Alayna Louvé ❀ Female | Werewolf | Mentions: Open . The setting was a cool, windy night. A young woman was seen strolling the streets, shivering because of the wind grasping her. The light hoodie she was wearing didn't help at all. Alayna grew slightly paranoid about walking at night alone. She believed she could handle her own but it didn't mean she wanted to. The sound of owls howling echoed throughout her ears. The woman's hearing was exquisite. However, she began to hear unfamiliar sounds. Ones that made her paranoia worse. She heard sounds of feet shuffling. And they were shuffling at intense speed. Alayna picked up her pace and kept her head down. She crossed her arms and started panicking as the sounds seemed to be getting closer to her. . Her eyes darted around frantically, looking every which way. When she turned her head to face forward, the woman stopped in her tracks. Her eyes grew wider than normal. What she saw in front of her was no other than a vampire. He was tall. Pale. A seductive expression on his face. He was looking at her like she was going to be his next meal. Alayna froze as she stared right back at the vicious looking monster. Her whole body shivered as he began to talk. "Well well, look who we have here." He said as he began to circle her, examining her posture and inability to move. Alayna snapped back into reality as she knew she had to prepare herself for whatever was about to happen. She clenched her fists and turned around before throwing her punch. Before she knew it, she was in agonizing pain and the mysterious vampire had caught her fist. His strength was incredible. Alayna screamed in pain before dropping to the ground. . "That wasn't smart, princess." The words fell so smoothly out of his mouth. Alayna looked up at him with anger as he crouched down to reach her level. "What do you want from me?" Alayna said while gritting her teeth. She grew furious as she saw him smirking. "I think you know what I want. I want every single one of you mangy mutts to be executed." He paused before grabbing her face and continuing. "Even if I have to do it my damn self." The vampire said before shoving Alayna. For the first time, Alayna felt genuine fear. She saw him rise to his full height while she was still holding her injured hand. As he got closer, Alayna's eyes widened as she screamed in fear. "No...no...no!" . ─•~❉᯽❉~•──•~❉᯽❉~•─ . A strong gasp was released from the woman as she woke up, sitting upright in her bed. Alayna was slightly hyperventilating after experiencing the traumatic dream. It had taken her a moment before she came back to reality and realized it wasn't real. "It was just a dream.." She told herself to help calm down. Alayna returned to her normal breathing before looking around her room. She had remembered about the event that was being hosted today. With that in her mind, she knew she had to start getting ready. Alayna stood up from her bed and began rummaging through her closet in hopes of finding something formal to wear. That was before she had set her sights on a beautiful black dress. . The dress contained long sleeves with flowy sleeves at the hand part and reach to right above her knee. It was shoulderless and was covered in beautiful black sequins. She put the dress on and admired it in the mirror. Alayna left her hair down, as she didn't have the mentality to do it. She picked out these silver heels that lifted about 3 inches off the ground. She felt very confident in her outfit and was content on it. Alayna had realized she had some time to kill and decided to take a stroll throughout the village. Alayna left her room and entered the busy streets of her village. She wasn't surprised with how many others were out today, though she did feel slightly crowded. Alayna walked with her hands behind her back as she looked around at the many businesses. |
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☾Azazel James☽
Male || Pansexual || Warewolf || Member || M: None ~ Azazel was strolling down the small, danky little alleyway, and the atmosphere was spooky, and eerie. Goosebumps were prickly at his skin, and he was starting to feel a little afraid. The layed brick on the ground was cracked, adding to his feelings of nerves. It was just the enviroment, of course. Although, Azazel was not exactly sure why he was so nervous. He had walked this route before, of course, and as always, the small torch at the end of the alley was illuminating it with a warm, soft, comforting light. Sunset was nearing, and a soft wind was blowing through Azazel's thin clothes. Luckily they were soon to be replaced with his formal ware. His pale, translucent skin was almost illuminated in the soft, warm light, but it was also exposed to the elements. Lightly, with almost no noise, he creeped towards what looked like a door, and quietly inspected the surroundings, making sure not to attract any unwanted attention.
~ Taking a step forward, Azazel swung open the door, and made his way into the main living area. It was old, worn and needed cleaning, and looked almost deserted and destroyed, but he hardly came here anyways, anymore, so it made almost no difference. Stepping carefully between piles of clothes and barrels full of junk, Azazel came into a corner the large room, where a door was located. This was his private dressing room. Swinging open the door, he made sure it was deserted before stepping in. This room was a lot tidier than the main room, and it's wooden floors were bare, but still had a layer of dust caked on top of the planks. Azazel found his toga basket, one of the only things remaining in the room, and fished out a toga, white, with a gold trimming. Then, making sure no one was looking, he quickly got changed.
~ When he emerged from the alley again, Azazel looked like a different person. His black hair was standing out against his white, peaceful, outfit, and his tattoo was concealed by a small undershirt he had put on to avoid dirty looks. Making his way out to a nearby main road, Azazel flagged a nearby taxi down. The taxi stopped, and he hopped into the chariot. The driver was wearing poor, pheasant clothes, not unlike what he, himself was wearing earlier. Handing the driver a few gold coins, he simply said, "To the symposium, please." And the two black horses started trotting down the road. |
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