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Sep 06, 2013 05:59PM
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Lol. Um...me either. What kind of thing do you usually like doing?
Lots of things, supernatural, high school drama type stuff, lost island, adventure, romance, tons of things.
You want to do a supernatural high school thing? With romance of course.
Cool. Do you want to play the guy or girl?
Idk... but can I play hard to get?
Lol, sure. Do you want to do doubles then?
Could we just do one character? I'll Be a boy...
Okay, sounds good. :)What kind of supernatural stuff do you want to throw in? I love demons&angels as one...
Im doing that in two diffrent Rps already... Whats your second favorite?
Vampire/ vampire hunter or anything supernatural with a human, but sometimes that gets boring.
Want to do vampire and hunter then? And which one would you rather play?
Yeah, totally. That was my preference too, actually :)
Full Name: Lyra AllenName Meanings: The french meaning of the name Lyra is song, and the greek meaning is lyrical.
Nicknames: Lyra
Age: Looks to be around 18, but is really 120
Birthday: June 12
Zodiac Sign: Gemini
Species: Vampire
Appearance:
Personality: to be rped?
Name: Damon Azarias
Name Meaning: Derived from Greek δαμαω(damao) meaning "to tame".
Age: 20
Birthdate: July 2nd
Zodiac Sign: Cancer
Species: Vampire Hunter
Appearence:
(Yes, Its Adam Levine.)
Name Meaning: Derived from Greek δαμαω(damao) meaning "to tame".
Age: 20
Birthdate: July 2nd
Zodiac Sign: Cancer
Species: Vampire Hunter
Appearence:
(Yes, Its Adam Levine.)
Lyra sat by a window in a starbucks, with an untouched coffee in front of her. She was pretending to read a book while in fact, she was looking around....waiting for someone. She had been waiting for a while, and was starting to get worried. ((I was thinking maybe she's waiting to meet another vampire- maybe a relative, but they never show up, maybe your character killed them?))
((Sounds good.))
Damon stood over a lifeless body, smiling and wiping the blood off of his knife with his shirt. "It deserved that." He thought. He stepped over that and went to go and find a new change of clothes, ones that weren't bloody.
Damon stood over a lifeless body, smiling and wiping the blood off of his knife with his shirt. "It deserved that." He thought. He stepped over that and went to go and find a new change of clothes, ones that weren't bloody.
Lyra got up from the seat. She grabbed her phone from her purse and sent out a quick message to Julian- her brother. She hadn't seen him in almost 50 years, but he was never late. Something had to have happened. She walked quickly out of the starbucks, already thinking of places he might be. Somewhere, in the pocket of a dead body's jacket, a phone was ringing.
Damon heard the phone ring and ran the other direction. He looked back at the dead body and smiled. Only a few more and would have swept out the entire vampire race.
Lyla pressed the phone to her eat, praying for him to pick up. She started walking in a circle, the moved the phone away from her ear after the third ring. Then, she heard it. It was incredibly faint, even with her enhanced hearing, but she could hear Julian's phone. She started running in that direction.
He could hear footsteps running in his direction. He realized that he was far enough away to not be suspected. He put on his jacket over his bloody clothing, and slowed down to a leisurely pace, acting like he was taking in the view.
In a couple of minutes, Lyra was kneeling next to her brother. He was dead, there was no mistaking that. But who had done it? She could mourn him later, right now was the time for revenge, even. There was someone somewhat nearby, walking away. "Hey! You!" She yelled. "Did you see what happened?"
"He turned around and looked at the dead body. "OH MY GOD! NO!" He ran over to her.
"So...you didn't see, then." She said, somewhat disappointed. She looked down at her brother, trying not to cry.
"No..." He looked at her. He couldn't tell if she was one of them or not. She was mourning the death of a vampire, but then again, she didn't give off many tell tale signs of being one.
"He was my brother." Shock was starting to kick in, staying beside his body. He was actually, in fact, dead.
He sucked in a sharp breath. "Oh..." He stated softly. "She has to be one..." He thought to himself.
She looked at him desperately. "Are you sure you didn't see anything? I mean, this can't have happened too long ago, and you were just over there..."
He shook his head, studying her face.
"I guess we should...." She trailed off. What would be the human thing to do in this situation. "Call the police?" She finished awkwardly.
He nodded, he stepped back a little and gave her some space. "Do you have a phone?" He asked reaching into his pocket.
"Um...yeah." She realized she was still holding it. "911, right?"
She blushed and punched in the number. "Could you maybe talk to them? I don't know what to say."
"Uhh..." He said kind of nervously.
