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Cam & Max
Hah. Okay. Sorry for the delay--I went to go see Monsters University with my best friend >///<
Cool! And sorry for my delay; Never notified me.If you are still online (or not), what roleplays do you usually do?
I usually do action/Sci-fi, normally involving tyrannical governments. >:-D
I never did those kinds. xD Haha I usually do forbidden and supernatural.
Ooh. Or both forbidden AND supernatural? ^.^
Usually they are both forbidden and supernatural. Do you wanna do that or something else?
Nah, that's fine. So, who's girl, who's guy? Or doubles?
If you want to do doubles we can, but I'm usually the guy.
Okay. That's fine, I normally play either. So...characters? What type of beings? Werewolves, vamps, angels, demons, incubi (shudder)...
How about angel x demon? Or we can do Werewolf x vampire.
Werewolf/Vamp works. I need a bit of cliche rp right now...I've been doing Angel/demon too much xD
XD Werewolf X Vampire it is. I would like to be the vampire; I've been doing werewolf for a while now. :P
Okay, I was just about to ask if I could rp the werewolf. Ha. Got it...lemme get on my laptop and edit/switch around some of my characters. Un momento por favor.
Alright. I'll make my charrie while you're at it.
Name: Feliciano Vargas; Because of this Italian name, he prefers to be called KyleAge: looks Seventeen, real age unknown.
Personality/History: Even before he was a vampire, he always loved the pleasing screams of death leaving his victims. The first human he killed caused him to be sent to an asylum, where it had taken a little while for him to escape. But before he escaped, he had felt a sudden change in him. The food he was given was displeasing, sometimes turning into ash in his mouth. Water never quenched his thirst. But one day when a person came in with his food... He had compleatly lost control. He had managed to get out of his bondage and he had grabbed the person from behind, bitting him hard in the neck and sucking him try, basically turning him to dust before he let him go. He had shifted into his personality, becomeing a vampire while he was in that asylum. He escaped, nearly sucking the whole building of life as he attacked and drank every person who got in his way. That asylum is now a ghost town to him.
Apperance:
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It's fine. Make your charrie, please. :3
I want a girl with a mind like a diamond. I want a girl who knows what's best.[Forename(s):] Avalon
[Surname:] Stark
[Nickname(s):] prefers to be called Ava
[Age:] Seventeen (17)
[Sexuality:] Homo- and heterosexual
Date of Birth: May twenty-ninth, nineteen ninety-six
[Appearance:]
Ava can be easily described as tall, blonde, and gorgeous. That is what most boys look for in a girl, correct? She has a slender, athletic torso and long legs, with a sharp jawline and defined features. Her eyes are a startlingly bright shade of green, that complement her sandy blonde hair. Ava has a few prominent scars and dozens of tiny ones all over her body, the most noticeable one being a scar along the contour of her neck and shoulder. It starts just below her left jaw and snakes down to her collarbone, and up to her left shoulder, looking startlingly similar to a bite mark.
When she is in her "wolf form," Ava isn't the blonde-haired beauty anymore. She turns into a jet black wolf, with the same bright green eyes.
[Personality:] Ava is...difficult. She refuses to comply or conform in any way, and will use her various strengths to resist that as much as possible. Ava has never been girly, either, and was more intrigued by the current strength of her power than by breaking a nail. She is by all means an introvert. Ava is stubborn but very intelligent and is very crafty, and cunning, not ruling anything out.
[History:] When she was born, her mother suffered trauma and blood loss, and died within a half-hour. Her father was as supportive as he could be, and tried to raise Ava to the best of his ability. Ava loved him, but when he turned to alcohol, she gladly started taking jogs away from the house, for hours at a time, regardless if it was light or dark out.
High school came, and Ava became the stereotypical small-town girl: she dated the star of the football team, and became a cheerleader. One night, at the homecoming game party, she saw everyone getting drunk. Ryan, her boyfriend, was wasted. Completely wasted. He started yelling, screaming at her, and out of instinct, Ava took off, sprinting into the darkness. Someone, something, ripped into her, tearing her shoulder to shreds. That was two years ago, and Ava's learned to cope. She still hasn't found the Alpha that bit her, nor a pack.
It's perfectly fine. So do you wanna start?
Sure. What should the setting be? Bar, school, just on the street...?
Maybe it can start at the school, him being a 'new student', aka. reallyjusthackedintotheschoolsystemandmadehimastudent.
( Hahhhaaa nice. Do it Ferris Bueller style. )Ava, books in hand, approached the office. She was a part of the Student Ambassador, or whatever the hell she was nominated for, group, and was told that she had to escort the new kid around the school.
(What? XD Who is Ferris Bueller?)Feliciano Vargas looked at the school building from the outside. "Why did I hack into the school's system and make me a student again?" He questioned his own actions. That was a dumb move. But now he couldn't do anything about it. He sighed. Oh well.
He prefered to be called Kyle, for his Italian name sometimes He forgets. He has an obvious italian accent, curse his father, but he doesn't mind it at times. Sometimes it really attracts the ladies.
Kyle entered the school, hiding his fangs in his mouth that refused to hid themselves at the scent of human blood all around him. He slightly snarled, not wanting to go into a frenzy already. He forced his hunger down, and he continued to the office, being told to go there for one of the 'Student Ambassadors' to show him around the school...
( It's a movie. )Ava walked into the office, seeing the new student. Her scar just peeked over her shirt, and she eyed Kyle warily. He sent every sense she had on edge, and she couldn't figure out why. "Erm...hi. I'm Ava. Ava Stark."
(Oh gotcha.)Kyle smiled at Ava when he saw her. "Feliciano Vargas, but please call me Kyle." Kyle said. He couldn't tell what it was, but something about this girl made him causious. Something was... different about her. He couldn't put his finger on it...
"Nice to meet you." She walked closer to him, peeking at his schedule. Her scar was now almost impossible to miss, and it contrasted greatly with her skin tone. "Locker...B120...okay. That's near me--I'm B118. The lockers go by evens, so we'll be next to each other. Huh."
Kyle noticed her scar and tilted his head. "Where'd you get that?" He asked curiously. He didn't want to sound rude and be prying into her past, but it just caught his attention.
Ava stiffened. "From an accident." She fixed her shirt, pulling on a hoodie. "It happened a whole ago."
Kyle nodded. "I have a scar, too. It's on the back of my neck." He commented. He had gotten it from one of the people at the asylum, for they struck him in the neck with a tazer so hard it caused it to rip his skin and cause him to bleed, which just grew his hunger and he bit the guy in the arm. But like he would tell her 'I got it from a guy at the asylum I was at and I bit him in the arm, sucking him dry. Oh, did I tell you I was a vampire?'. That would be dumb.
"Well, we all have scars, inside or out." Ava muttered, opening the door into the hallway. "So...this is the main hall, where the library, cafeteria, and gym branch off of."
Kyle looked around the hall with a smile. He looked at her, the smile planted on his face. "It's pretty big." He said to her.
"What's pretty big? The hall?" Ava said, looking at Kyle oddly. She turned back, walking down to the middle of the hall. "This is where the lockers are, down that hallway, and that hallway. That's also where the classrooms are, too."
Kyle nodded a slight before answering her first question. "Yeah, I mean, what did you think I was talking about?" He asked her with his eyebrows raised.
My scar. "Ah...nothing. Never mind." Ava said quickly, averting her gaze. "Okay...what's your first class?"
He pulled out his schedule. "Umm... Room 304... Math, I believe." He answered her before looking at her. He slightly smiled. I think she'll be someone I can trust...
"Oh, okay. Do you have Mr. Sanders? I'm pretty sure you do--I have Math first period, also."
"Yeah, Sanders." He said, seeing the teacher's name. Kyle looked at her once again. "So I guess we're going to be in the same class, then."
"I guess so. The office usually does that...they make sure that you have someone in the class that you know, I assume." Ava said nonchalantly, stopping by her locker. She pointed next to her. "This is your locker." Avalon took off her hoodie, opening her own locker, and slipped it inside. Her scar was quite irregular, very jagged, as if someone had taken a bite out of her shoulder.
Kyle looked at his sheet of paper, putting his locker combination in, getting it open. He set his backpack in his locker before shutting it again, keeping the sheet of paper in his pocket.
"Okay. So...ready to continue the tour? We don't have much left." Ava looked at him, no, looked up at him. He was far taller than her, and she felt quite short.
Kyle nodded at her. "Yeah, I'm ready." He said, slightly looking down at her to look at her. She was about half a foot shorter than him, but he could understand; He was 5'9", almost 6'0".
Ava looked away, blushing. "Over here: this is the auditorium and music hall." She awkwardly fixed her skirt, and motioned to the double doors. (( Woo making it a private school with uniforms~))
(haha)Kyle followed her, keeping himself from looking at her skirt. He didn't like the uniform, the shirt they gave him a slight tight, but the jacket loose and so it was easy to hide the shirt. The shirt basically show his abs, and although a lot of guys probably wore shirts like it to impress the girls, he felt a little embarressed.
"This is the auditorium," she said, opening the doors and stepping into the backstage area. Avalon loved theater, but she was pressured by her boyfriend to be on the cheerleading squad.
Kyle could tell a sudden spark of interest lit within Ava as they entered the auditorium. He slightly smiled. "You into Theater?" He questioned her.
If the 'C' in your name was a 'X', then our name would be the same spelled backwords. XD
Xam maX Max xaM
XD I Don't know why I put that example.