saints and sinners
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Hi all.
I’m looking for some roleplay partners and have a number of varied characters
availiable, which I will outline below. Mostly original characters but I also have some canons!
I only ask that you put a bit of effort into your posts - no one likes a one liner, and I put time and effort into my characters/roleplays - and aren’t going to go AWOL on me after only one reply.
MY CHARACTERS
Here is where I will store my pre-created characters from another site, with possible pairings below each Spoiler that contains each character’s biography. * = cravings
vampire x vampire/werewolf/human
royal x royal/servant/guard
kidnappee x kidnapped * - plot idea for this!
fallen angel x fallen angel
fallen angel x human
mermaid x pirate/human
warlock x witch
warlock x human
I’m looking for some roleplay partners and have a number of varied characters
availiable, which I will outline below. Mostly original characters but I also have some canons!
I only ask that you put a bit of effort into your posts - no one likes a one liner, and I put time and effort into my characters/roleplays - and aren’t going to go AWOL on me after only one reply.
MY CHARACTERS
Here is where I will store my pre-created characters from another site, with possible pairings below each Spoiler that contains each character’s biography. * = cravings
Rebeckah Lyra Tustain was born in the town of Arad, in the west of Romania- she was raised by Louis and Catalina Tustain - the King and Queen at the time.
Described by many as having long dark locks of dark brown hair and emerald green eyes, she looked just like her mother as well as being honest, kind, compassionate, loyal and very beautiful.
Life as a child was great for the young Princess. Due to her status, she never had to worry about the clothes on her back, food in her belly or a roof over her head for all of these were always provided for her.
Rebeckah was eight years old when her mother passed away. She doesn't remember much about Catalina when she was alive, but has an emerald amulet to remember her by that she never removes from around her neck. At this time, her father barely left his chambers for Catalina had been his sun, moon and stars, and the fact that she had gone - left him devastated. During this time, only the most trusted maids and guards were left to look after Rebeckah. After the funeral and things had settled down, Louis soon opened himself up again.
It was one day when father and daughter had gone into town for an afternoon walk, that Louis' heart opened up to a young boy, named Thrasos who lived on the streets. With no parents or siblings and nowhere to go, Louis took him in as his ward.
At first, the staff of the palace objected to the King bringing a child from the streets into such a place, but as time went on - everyone grew to like the boy. Thrasos and Rebeckah formed a friendship, making them virtually inseperable.
By the time they were both twelve years old, Rebeckah was taking lessons that every family member before her had done, from riding on horseback to reading, and writing in Latin. She excelled in many of her classes especially dancing and archery, whilst Thrasos was being trained up to become a guard and her protector for when she would become Queen.
James was a local boy. Coming from one of the most wealthiest families in the town - the son of the Mayor, he was the ideal suitor for a husband for Rebeckah and so an arranged marriage was proposed.
At first James had seemed sweet, but as soon as they were a bit older, he began misusing Rebeckah's trust. Consumed with his lust for money and power, he used her as his servant to do his bidding and beat her if she didn't comply.
Having being threatened by James if she ever told a soul about their relationship that he would kill her, she regularly disguised the bruises that covered her entire body with makeup to avoid suspicions of things not being exactly as they seemed.
It was a cold November evening when her life changed, forever.
Having quarelled with James the night before, she had gone to him to apologise and cook a meal. Unfortunately for her, he wasn't happy and complained of the meal being cold, even though she'd made sure it was piping hot before serving.
After a beating that left her sprawled across his bedroom floor, she was broken, weak and covered in blood, James decided to dump her for dead in an alleyway, not far from her home.
Rebeckah lay there for what felt like a long time before a group of the town's people found her and took her back to the palace. Of course, because the guards had already been out looking for her and her father was distraught with worry, no questions were raised and the group were escorted straight to the throne room where her father was consulting with his council.
What happened in the grand throne room of the palace that night still remains a vivid memory for Rebeckah. Suddenly two of the townsfolk forced her onto her feet and held her tightly by the arms as her father, maids, guards, servants and councillers alike were slaughtered before her very eyes. She had screamed and squirmed as the blood was drained from each and every one of them, until they eventually turned on her.
Being the only heir left to the throne, the vampires thought she would be of use to them and took her as their prisoner. She was kept in a tiny, dark and dingy cell and constantly guarded. Days turned to weeks, and weeks soon turned to months before the leader of the coven had finally decided what to do with her.
Being dragged through the corridors of their castle, the leader had pinned her against the wall and forced a bleeding wrist to her lips, ordering her to drink up before snapping her neck, hence changing her into one of their own.
Rebeckah spent perhaps a century or so, learning from her new found family to live as one of them. Never forgetting what they had done to her family, she decided to leave and has been on the run from her coven ever since.
Described by many as having long dark locks of dark brown hair and emerald green eyes, she looked just like her mother as well as being honest, kind, compassionate, loyal and very beautiful.
Life as a child was great for the young Princess. Due to her status, she never had to worry about the clothes on her back, food in her belly or a roof over her head for all of these were always provided for her.
Rebeckah was eight years old when her mother passed away. She doesn't remember much about Catalina when she was alive, but has an emerald amulet to remember her by that she never removes from around her neck. At this time, her father barely left his chambers for Catalina had been his sun, moon and stars, and the fact that she had gone - left him devastated. During this time, only the most trusted maids and guards were left to look after Rebeckah. After the funeral and things had settled down, Louis soon opened himself up again.
It was one day when father and daughter had gone into town for an afternoon walk, that Louis' heart opened up to a young boy, named Thrasos who lived on the streets. With no parents or siblings and nowhere to go, Louis took him in as his ward.
At first, the staff of the palace objected to the King bringing a child from the streets into such a place, but as time went on - everyone grew to like the boy. Thrasos and Rebeckah formed a friendship, making them virtually inseperable.
By the time they were both twelve years old, Rebeckah was taking lessons that every family member before her had done, from riding on horseback to reading, and writing in Latin. She excelled in many of her classes especially dancing and archery, whilst Thrasos was being trained up to become a guard and her protector for when she would become Queen.
James was a local boy. Coming from one of the most wealthiest families in the town - the son of the Mayor, he was the ideal suitor for a husband for Rebeckah and so an arranged marriage was proposed.
At first James had seemed sweet, but as soon as they were a bit older, he began misusing Rebeckah's trust. Consumed with his lust for money and power, he used her as his servant to do his bidding and beat her if she didn't comply.
Having being threatened by James if she ever told a soul about their relationship that he would kill her, she regularly disguised the bruises that covered her entire body with makeup to avoid suspicions of things not being exactly as they seemed.
It was a cold November evening when her life changed, forever.
Having quarelled with James the night before, she had gone to him to apologise and cook a meal. Unfortunately for her, he wasn't happy and complained of the meal being cold, even though she'd made sure it was piping hot before serving.
After a beating that left her sprawled across his bedroom floor, she was broken, weak and covered in blood, James decided to dump her for dead in an alleyway, not far from her home.
Rebeckah lay there for what felt like a long time before a group of the town's people found her and took her back to the palace. Of course, because the guards had already been out looking for her and her father was distraught with worry, no questions were raised and the group were escorted straight to the throne room where her father was consulting with his council.
What happened in the grand throne room of the palace that night still remains a vivid memory for Rebeckah. Suddenly two of the townsfolk forced her onto her feet and held her tightly by the arms as her father, maids, guards, servants and councillers alike were slaughtered before her very eyes. She had screamed and squirmed as the blood was drained from each and every one of them, until they eventually turned on her.
Being the only heir left to the throne, the vampires thought she would be of use to them and took her as their prisoner. She was kept in a tiny, dark and dingy cell and constantly guarded. Days turned to weeks, and weeks soon turned to months before the leader of the coven had finally decided what to do with her.
Being dragged through the corridors of their castle, the leader had pinned her against the wall and forced a bleeding wrist to her lips, ordering her to drink up before snapping her neck, hence changing her into one of their own.
Rebeckah spent perhaps a century or so, learning from her new found family to live as one of them. Never forgetting what they had done to her family, she decided to leave and has been on the run from her coven ever since.
royal x royal/servant/guard
kidnappee x kidnapped * - plot idea for this!
Samuel has been around for a very long time. Perhaps in fact, the beginning of time.
He came to be on Earth after he was cast out of heaven, condemned to live his life alongside mere mortals. Banished, because he failed to pick a side in Lucifer’s war against heaven. Over time however, his memories of heaven and the fall faded.
He has had many names over the centuries, and now in present day, goes by the alias of Samuel Byers.
Like most angels, he retained his angelic nature and wings which he keeps hidden under a glamour spell to hide his true form, although he does have a small tattoo of angel wings on his back where his shoulder blades meet. He has a very reserved personality and distances himself from humans as mischief and chaos seem to follow him wherever he goes and he doesn’t want anyone getting hurt.
That was until he met her. He knew as soon as he saw 'her', he had to have her.
He came to be on Earth after he was cast out of heaven, condemned to live his life alongside mere mortals. Banished, because he failed to pick a side in Lucifer’s war against heaven. Over time however, his memories of heaven and the fall faded.
He has had many names over the centuries, and now in present day, goes by the alias of Samuel Byers.
Like most angels, he retained his angelic nature and wings which he keeps hidden under a glamour spell to hide his true form, although he does have a small tattoo of angel wings on his back where his shoulder blades meet. He has a very reserved personality and distances himself from humans as mischief and chaos seem to follow him wherever he goes and he doesn’t want anyone getting hurt.
That was until he met her. He knew as soon as he saw 'her', he had to have her.
fallen angel x human
Irina wasn't always the way she is.
She had an ordinary life on land, and grew up like all children do. She went to school and made friends, and became acquainted with people that weren't so friendly.
Unfortunately when she reached high school, things took a turn for the worst, as all the friends she thought she had, joined in with the bullies. Bullied on a daily basis, sometimes she just wouldn't go to school for fear of what would happen that day if she did. However, her parents were having none of it and made sure she went to school.
Endless jeering from the bullies and meetings with the guidance councelors who wouldn't do anything to help stop it, eventually got the better of her.
She was depressed and anxious with the feelings of sadness and loneliness increasing. Her sleep and eating patterns were way off and she had a loss of interest in things she used to enjoy. With everyone out to get her and no one interested in actually helping her, she decided to take matters into her own hands.
The day started of as normal with her mother dropping her off at the school gates and Irina waving her mother goodbye as she made to return home. Ditching school, Irina decided to head for the cliffs that overlooked the sea and jumped.
The first thing she felt was the pain from the impact of hitting the water after jumping from such a height. Suddenly as she was sinking to the depths of the ocean, she could breath underwater. And she'd grown a fish tail!
It wasn't long before she found others of her kind whom told her she was a siren, and taught her how to use her enchanting voice to lure nearby men to the ocean and their deaths.
Irina spends a lot of time in the ocean. The only time she goes on land is when dusk falls where her fish tail becomes legs until dawn.
She had an ordinary life on land, and grew up like all children do. She went to school and made friends, and became acquainted with people that weren't so friendly.
Unfortunately when she reached high school, things took a turn for the worst, as all the friends she thought she had, joined in with the bullies. Bullied on a daily basis, sometimes she just wouldn't go to school for fear of what would happen that day if she did. However, her parents were having none of it and made sure she went to school.
Endless jeering from the bullies and meetings with the guidance councelors who wouldn't do anything to help stop it, eventually got the better of her.
She was depressed and anxious with the feelings of sadness and loneliness increasing. Her sleep and eating patterns were way off and she had a loss of interest in things she used to enjoy. With everyone out to get her and no one interested in actually helping her, she decided to take matters into her own hands.
The day started of as normal with her mother dropping her off at the school gates and Irina waving her mother goodbye as she made to return home. Ditching school, Irina decided to head for the cliffs that overlooked the sea and jumped.
The first thing she felt was the pain from the impact of hitting the water after jumping from such a height. Suddenly as she was sinking to the depths of the ocean, she could breath underwater. And she'd grown a fish tail!
It wasn't long before she found others of her kind whom told her she was a siren, and taught her how to use her enchanting voice to lure nearby men to the ocean and their deaths.
Irina spends a lot of time in the ocean. The only time she goes on land is when dusk falls where her fish tail becomes legs until dawn.
Nathaniel was born and grew up into a family of witches, who always tried to teach him right from wrong. Even as a toddler, he was mischievous and often went against his parents - only to blame his younger sister, Jane when they found out what he'd been doing behind their backs. This only worsened throughout his later years, which caused the elders of the family to become wary of him.
Before a witch or warlock gains their power, there is a ceremony where said witch or warlock must choose between light or dark magic. Much to his parent's joy, he - like the rest of their family before him, chose light magic.
However, this wasn't to last. At the age of eighteen when he finally gained his powers, he began to misuse his them in the worst way possible to cause other people's suffering rather than good and succumbed to dark magic, the floor of his room covered in a pentagram where he would perform ancient rituals to add to his power. This wasn't something that Nathaniel ever came back from.
Within a year of "coming of age", his very name brought fear to the hearts of those that ever met him or spoke his name. His family knew that something had to be done to bring him back to the light, but to no avail.
One fateful evening whilst the house was in darkness and the family asleep (or so he thought), he took his sister from her bed and laid her in the centre of the pentagram. Believing himself to be Satan's reincarnation, he performed a ritual that would ultimately sacrifice his dear sister, for it was said if a witch or warlock was killed by one of their own - the witch that did the deed would gain their powers, thus increasing his own.
But nothing could prepare himself for his parents barging into the room just as he drove a knife into Jane's chest. Dragged from the room and brought to the town square, he was stripped of his powers by the elders and turned to stone - condemned to suffer a fate worse than death, until he would decide to come back to the light. Today, people pass by his statue day in, day out. Some even stop to admire it, tossing a coin into the fountain his statue sits upon for good luck - without knowing the real story behind it.
Before a witch or warlock gains their power, there is a ceremony where said witch or warlock must choose between light or dark magic. Much to his parent's joy, he - like the rest of their family before him, chose light magic.
However, this wasn't to last. At the age of eighteen when he finally gained his powers, he began to misuse his them in the worst way possible to cause other people's suffering rather than good and succumbed to dark magic, the floor of his room covered in a pentagram where he would perform ancient rituals to add to his power. This wasn't something that Nathaniel ever came back from.
Within a year of "coming of age", his very name brought fear to the hearts of those that ever met him or spoke his name. His family knew that something had to be done to bring him back to the light, but to no avail.
One fateful evening whilst the house was in darkness and the family asleep (or so he thought), he took his sister from her bed and laid her in the centre of the pentagram. Believing himself to be Satan's reincarnation, he performed a ritual that would ultimately sacrifice his dear sister, for it was said if a witch or warlock was killed by one of their own - the witch that did the deed would gain their powers, thus increasing his own.
But nothing could prepare himself for his parents barging into the room just as he drove a knife into Jane's chest. Dragged from the room and brought to the town square, he was stripped of his powers by the elders and turned to stone - condemned to suffer a fate worse than death, until he would decide to come back to the light. Today, people pass by his statue day in, day out. Some even stop to admire it, tossing a coin into the fountain his statue sits upon for good luck - without knowing the real story behind it.
warlock x human
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