Bloody Valentine |O.p.E.n|

Name: Robin Maria Silverbird
Age: 2,500
Gender: Female
Race: Vampire
Bio: Robin grew up in the city of Paris. She was married at the young age of 14 to a noblemen named Mathew Silverbird. He indeed was a cruel bastard who raped her from the start...beat her, made her feel like a cadged bird... it lasted until she was 17.

It had only been five hundred years since the night she had chosen a darkened path. She had been nearly killed by a hoard of energy vampires, questing to find the legendary Dracula and destroy him forever. But she hadn’t any idea or inclination of this. She was simply a pawn in a sick game.

They changed her, ripped her mortal strings from her body. She became a monster of monsters. In her blind lust for energy, she had devoured her children and husband…all at once. It wasn’t until she was washing their crimson from her face that she had even known they were dead.

This would haunt her for the rest of her years.
Personality:Robin is nothing but a cold and uncaring woman. Her past has made her hard against people, and very bitchy. It's hard to get under her shell, but a select few have managed to look into it.
Appearance: Robin is short, sleek and slender, with long black hair and sparkling blue eyes. Her body is smooth and pale, with no scars, marks, or blemishes.

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Rules:
1. No godmodding
2. Romance please...male prefured. o.o
3. <3 Play nice

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Story:

Welcome to the modern day city of New Mayhem. This well populated city is the mecca of the modern world. People from all over come to visit the tall towers and monuments. The city's Gothic culture also draws in tourists for the concerts and clubs.

But behind the scenes the city is overwhelmed with supernatural creatures known as Vampires and Werewolves (or Lycan). Here the two races face off in eternal battle day after day. They fight not only for the territory they see as their rightful land... but for money and power over the city.

The slave trade has also become quite the business here. Humans are, by night, sold off like cattle to the vampires and werewolves as food sources and sex pets. The occasional vampire or lycan can be found in here as well, if captured by the other side.

Enter New Mayhem.

can i use a picture instead of discribing how my person looks?

same here?

Name: Damien Soulhide
Age:17
Race: Dhamphir (early stages of vampire)
Bio: Subject to the illegal underground slave trade, Damien found himself in ragged clothes and chains, not when being transferred, but by the Dominatrix vampire women who owned him. Forced into being a sadistic play toy, his early years are corrupted with the false love and unbreakable lust of a nymphomaniac. His mind set driven into the ground, he holds himself and a much lower regard then most humans, well held now.

Though he enjoyed it in a sick and twisted sort of way, Damien wanted no more then to be free, at any cost. Strictly forbidden to bite back because his master feared him become a vampire as well, Damien tested the limits of his rules until he could rip apart the flesh of her neck and so began his eternal night...

Personality: Shy as well as skittish, Damien is a hard individual to connect with, but he does have a sentimental side that allows him to hold onto feeling even if doesn't understand them. He still refers to himself as a human slave in a sort of denial that he ever took the courage to do what he did.

Appearance: Damien has bright blue green eyes starting to touch with red as his vampire emerges. Medium long black hair blankets across his head with a sweep in front of his right eye and stops just after his jawline. His pale white skin mirrors that of a vampire with his lack of sun. His wardrobe commonly consists of a baggy black shirts with holes adorning the bottom. Cut up blue jeans look like that of any $500 pair premade in a fashion store with black shabby shoes. He wears two wrist bands that cover the scars of the chains and a choker for the bite marks. A casket necklace seems to hold some value to him but nobody is sure what is in it...or if it even opens.


(OOC: Here's your male =P)

Name: Valentine Arnamentia
Age: 16
Race: Werewolf
Bio: She was 10 when she was taken from her home after her parents were killed in their sleep and it took her 5 years to get out of the hell hole her vampire 'master' called home. She first turn werewolf at 14 and kept that little bit of knowledge to herself until the next full moon and then she killed the slimy bastard.
She now lives in an apartment on her own and uses the money she gets from selling the slimy vampire's junk for food, rent, and clothes whenever she needs to.
Personality: Shes shy as hell and secretive too, she avoids everyone as much as she can unless shes shopping or giving her land lord the rent; she's almost never out of her apartment cause shes scared the vampires are tracking her down to kill her for killing the slimy bastard.
Appearence: She has short curly dark brown hair and the bluest eyes you'll ever see, and freckles across her cheeks and over her nose.
She always wears pants and a t-shirt cause she runs away when a vampire is any where near her and she learned a long time ago that you cannot run as fast as you need to in a skirt, and she wheres a oldish pentant with a blue gem in the middle thats tied around her neck like a choker by a pink ribbon

(OOC: Anybody know if Robin is coming back?)

(not a clue)

(>.< I hope because it's a really good RP)

(i agree wif yew)