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 Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 10:57 pm
 Well, hello! Have you ever been to Mosier, Oregon? Neither have I, but I'm going there, and your coming with me on this wonderful trip of a lifetime. There's only about six hundred residents, so hopefully they greet us with love and passion for their small town. I might be just as excited as you, maybe even more giddy with anticipation. Now, I'm going to tell you a story of a family that moved there today--again. It is a family of four, all very attractive, and all very intelligent. It's very amazing that they picked this miniature town to live in. It's a family of four. They're all very fair skinned, and have eyes that change color. They have perfect, half circles under their eyes that make them look like they had no sleep last night, or the night before, or the night before.... Well, I'm going to let you in on a little secret that no other person in town could tell you.
These people didn't have any sleep last night. Or the night before. Or the night before. Wouldn't that mean they felt like dropping and just immediately going to sleep wherever they were without hesitation? Nope. So obviously, these people can't be human, correct? Exactly. They're not human, they are blood-suckers. Leeches. The undead. So, are you picturing bats yet? Good, you shouldn't be. No vampire can turn into a bat unless that happens to be their special talent, and that is something I am a bit skeptic about. Well, very skeptic. That just probably isn't going to happen.
So, back to the information on this undercover family. There is no leader to this coven, just the four vampires that stick together out of pure devotion and adoration. Something we should see a lot more of in this world. Then again, after literally decades, even centuries of being together, it would make sense that they are that close, wouldn't it? Well, there is no reason for you to be frightened of these immortal souls. Or immortal soulless people, nobody is quite sure whether or not they have souls. Although they probably do. Why shouldn't you be terrified of them? They don't feast on the thick, powerful blood of human beings. Heck, they even have second thoughts about using animals for their banquet. But, they do it anyway. That's what keeps their minds along and their legs sweeping them forward. Although, it doesn't give them near as much power. The family figures they don't need much power anyway.
Still a bit fearful of them? It doesn't matter. Most are very reserved towards humans anyway, except for one. He doesn't often have accidents though, so you'll most likely live. If you're a girl that is begging for his love, then it's not going to work. He's waiting for his singer. The one that literally calls to him. His self-control will not be ravaged by this problem, as he is completely prepared for it. The others are so aloof that its astonishing, so please just stay away. Believe me, its the only smart thing to do.
Now, for the plot itself. Well, since two of the vampires are already with their significant other, the other two feel lonely. They definitely aren't in love with each other, as their love is strictly mutual--only friends--and it shall stay that way. But, while they are there, that problem seems to be fixed. The boy finds his singer, a smart, young teenager with quite a bit of spunk. The girl also finds somebody she grows to love, but its a bit more complicated than the other blooming relationship. She loves a shapeshifter, which created a considerable amount of tension between the coven and the pack. The shapeshifter just might love her back, he might even imprint on her. It just depends on how the roleplay goes.
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 10:58 pm
First rules first, we need regular rules. Obviously, no godmodding--the controlling of another Gaia member's character. Please, play your own character. And you must, and I repeat must, follow Gaia TOS. If you don't, you end up getting banned and we end up in need of characters. If you leave us hanging, I will not be happy. Advertising is difficult for me, so getting somebody else to do the characters won't be easy. See? Now you know why I would get so angry. And then there's a the little matter of text talk. I don't accept any of it. None, got it? Even if your texting somebody on a cell phone, I would really prefer for you to send the text in full sentences. No, I don't fancy for you to do it, I demand that you do it. No emotes either, they're just so overly annoying. Nobody wants to have a distracting little face laughing or whatever they do in the corner of the screen. And if you do want one, then you might want to join another roleplay, got it? Good.
If you by chance want to reserve a profile, then send me a PM entitled Mosier Residents--makes sense right? In this PM, I want you to send me a paragraph roleplaying sample, or a link to one of your previous roleplays. This is the only sample I will ask for, so I would love it if it was acceptable. After I get it, you have a day to finish your profile. That means twenty-four hours, or until the next time I get on. That shouldn't you comfort either, because I might get on just to see if you have sent it yet. If this is exceptional, then I will send you back a PM telling you that your allowed to post. If you post before then, you will probably get taken off of the character. Three strikes and your out. I'm completely serious, because your only allowed to reserve one character three times before I give up on you and tell you to go try to make a profile for a different, and hopefully easier character. That reminds me of another rule. You may be permitted to double in the future. It all depends on how many members we have, and if we are ever in dire need of characters. When doubling becomes allowed, I will change these rules and let you reserve another character.
Please post as often as you can. I would adore three to five posts a week, and if you can post even more often, then that's absolutely great! If you have a liable explanation or alibi that I know about, then I will let you post less often. But, still, post as often as you can. In each post, I would prefer it if you were to type about two paragraphs. In each paragraph, I want ten sentence. And each sentence should be detailed and carefully structured, not just pulled straight out of your butt. Please use some kind of spell check. You can use the one on Gaia, one on your toolbar, or any other one you happen to come across. If you can't find one, then could you please use Microsoft word. Or something along those lines that has spell check.
Now, I'm sure all of us love posting decorations, right? That's good, because we need decorative posts. Aren't they just so appealing to the human eye? Please don't steal the posting style from somebody else. I command you to come up with your own. If all the posting styles are the same, wouldn't the roleplay be boring? You can use anything alluring to a person's gaze. Something that literally goes 'pop'. Something that you yourself could honestly almost call amazing and astonishing. I want you to use size ten font. And, please put your name somewhere on the post. It can be the normal name, or it can be the decorative name at the top of your profile, but put it somewhere.
Vampires have honey colored iris, which gets darker as they get thirstier. There are ways around this problem though. If you want different colored eyes, then you can wear contacts. If this is what you would desire to do, then say your character wears contacts in the 'Privacy Please' part of the profile. The shapeshifter tribe is called the sunylles, and they aren't pale or anything. They're almost like Quilette tribe in the Saga itself, but with a different name and completely different members.
Now, there's only one more rule: Have fun Roleplaying!
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 11:04 pm
--Characters--
The Insecure--
The Sophisticated--
The Confused--
The Hunter--renesmee love
Commanding Alpha--
The Softhearted Puppy--
Big Boy Lover--
One Furry Loner--
Werewolf Woman--
The Local--rosalie sparkle
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 11:07 pm
--Couples--
The Insecure--The Sophisticated
The Confused--The Local
The Hunter--One Furry Loner
Commanding Alpha--The Softhearted Puppy
Big Boy Lover--The Werewolf Woman
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 11:10 pm
Vampires
"My diet isn't the only thing that draws me to you"
¤The Insecure
Open
So very beautiful, but also completely confused. In her old life, she seemed to have an iron will, but ever since she was pulled into the depths of her new life, her determination has crumbled. The only thing she can really resist without even thoughts of taking it, is something she doesn't want. She has the darkest eyes when thirst overcomes her, which actually matches her horrible thirst. And, no matter how hard she practices and tries, she can't make her willpower go back to normal. Having to hunt on a daily basis is something that nobody would want to do, but she endures it every day of her life. Her amazing and controlling thirst has never really been manageable, and even her mate sometimes has to tolerate something he doesn't really want to have to undergo. Her mate, that's a different story. The couple is adorable together, and they are completely head over heels in love. Although they are complete opposites, they are completely okay with it, and love each other nonetheless.
¤The Sophisticated
open
The smartest of the teenagers, he doesn't even have to try at school. The teachers always get annoyed at his repetitive sleeping in class, but he is among the teachers' favorites everywhere; Just because of his complicated thoughts that actually make sense. His self control is the best in the house, and he could sit in a room full of human being with his eyes burning onyx black. So, if a vampire killing spree spreads throughout the town, more than likely, he will not be a suspect. His life is completely based on his wife, his mate, his lover. Obviously, there is a bit of an infatuation with her. Although they are complete and utter opposites, she was like the last puzzle piece to his life. Like the missing one that you finally find under your couch. She is his yin, just as he is her yang. Being the smartest, and the most critical, he's the one that really can't stand the shapeshifters. Their scent, their looks, their actions. All of it just horrifies him to no real extent.
¤The Confused
open
Misguided by his family and few temporary friends on how to find love, he is still searching for somebody. Preferably his singer, the one that smells so appealing to him that he will never be able to find a way to ignore it. That's all he needs to make his life whole and stop all of the boredom; and hopefully stop falling asleep in class. He needs, and prefers, and wants her with all of his dead and no longer pumping heart. Just because it doesn't work, doesn't mean it doesn't crave. And it craves her. Whoever she is. And he will go to any extent to find and be with her, even leaving his family behind, or letting them leave him. Finding her is a hard part, but keeping her is the harder part. For, losing her is something he definitely never could bear. Now, on his quest for love, he moved with his family, wondering if this will be his last move alone. And, also hoping for this wonder to be finally true.
¤The Hunter
taken-renesmee love
Utterly beautiful with human standards, but with vampire standards, just average. She was the last vampire enlisted into the coven, and is new to their ways. Although her self-control does manage to be better than the other female, it isn't as good as any of the male's willpower. Having to hunt often really depresses her at times--blood that is usually good enough for the other isn't for her, because of her history and past diet. But, she is happy that she doesn't hunt as much as the other young woman. It really helps her confidence, which wasn't very good in the first place. She is also alone, like the other male. But, hooking up wouldn't be a choice. She only considers him a brother of a good friend, and the feeling is the same on both ends. And the currently searching for love is the only thing they actually have in common. So, looking for her love is currently—and has been—her top priority.
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 11:12 pm
Shapeshifters
"As long as I have teeth, claws, and paws, I will protect you"
๘Commanding Alpha
open
The alpha of the pack, and very strict along with it. He realizes all of his duties, and carries them out, no matter what it takes. Almost no matter what it takes. The imprinting situation happened immediately after the shapeshifter gene took effect, and he imprinted on the next addition to the pack. Ever since the parasites came, everyone has been shifting and watching their territory much more than considered necessary. Every day, they carry out a watch at least three times. This was his idea, and he is completely proud of it, and sure it will eventually save a life. He really doesn't trust the leeches. At all. And also ever since they came, he has been very overprotective of his imprinted, not ceasing to watch over her, no matter how annoyed she becomes.
๘The Softhearted Puppy
open
The only female shapeshifter that has imprinted, her love is relentless, and really never can stop. She can never be mean or hate anyone, and is even willing to have a real and full conversation with the vampires. Yelling at someone, or even slightly raising her voice in anger, seems to be completely out of her range. As if it is just impossible for her, and it probably is. Almost anything can amuse her, colors, shapes, shiny things. She is never, ever bored. Ever. Even when she is in her wolf form, she can’t stand to be cruel, or to see others being cruel. Her emotions are wild, and even during a mildly sad time in a movie, she will throw a full blown fit.
๘Big Boy Lover
open
He shifted at a very young age, due to the early arrival of a vampire coven. This vampire coven left, leaving him at peace to age a little bit more. Then another coven showed up, and he morphed again. This stressed him out even more, for he’s afraid they will attack everyone’s imprintees to get to him, as he imprinted a bit after his first shifting. On his best friend. Surprisingly, he wasn’t the first one to get over the awkwardness, but they fell into a deep and long love life. Although, her father isn’t to fond of him.
๘One Furry Loner
open
As the very last pup to shift, he’s had the least amount of time to imprint, but even after all this time it hasn’t happened. The pack thinks that since he sits around alone all the time, he probably doesn’t want to imprint. But only he knows the truth, and wouldn’t tell another soul. After all, he still has his ego and his pride. The truth is, he really wants to imprint. With all of his heart and soul. Sometimes waves of heavy depression hit him. He doesn’t slit his wrists. Or harm himself in any other way. He just gets really moody and annoys the rest of the pack. Although, he hopes that when he imprints-if he imprints-these will be fixed.
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 11:14 pm
Humans
“I may not have super strength or speed, but as long as I live I will love you perpetually“
ڿWerewolf Woman
open
This girl never dated, because all boys were slobbering mutts. So, isn’t it ironic that she ended up falling in love with a mutt? She went from boyfriend to boyfriend, dropping all of them for some huge fault. But she didn’t find out until later that love was staring her right in the face. Yes, a long, corny pickup line, but we’re allowed to use it as long as its true. Awkwardness fell over them, but she soon got over it. Her parents don’t know about the shapeshifters, the pack, or the imprinting, meaning they believe that he is just another boyfriend that she will soon dump. And, her father absolutely hates him, so she is often stressed trying to keep them both happy.
lڿThe Local
Taken-rosalie sparkle
This girl was born and grew up in Mosier. She knows almost everyone, but doesn’t necessarily get along with everyone. She’s strong, thick skinned, and strong willed. She is very interested in the new family that just moved in, and wonders if they’ll stay. The young lady is quite intelligent, doing well enough in school, even better than all of her friends. Although, she sort of lacks street smarts, as she grows she can probably manage to get around that.
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 11:15 pm
This is the profile skeleton. If you are a vampire, you can put both your physical age and your logical age in the name space. And you don't have to preview it to make sure it looks right. I know this skeleton inside and out, and its a bit complicated. So, if you can't get it to look correct, I'll fix it after you send it.
Profile skeleton [align=center][size=35][color=#4a4044]first name[/color] [color=post color]middle name(s)[/color] [color=#4a4044]last name[/color][/size]
[color=post color][size=20]"A nice, short quote"[/size][/color]
[size=14][color=white]************************************************************[/color][color=#4a4044][i]-author of the quote, rather it is you or a famous poet[/i][/color][/size][/align]
[u][size=20][align=center][color=#4a4044][b]Me[/b][/color] [color=post color]in[/color] [color=#4a4044]a[/color] [color=post color]nutshell[/color][/align][/size][/u]
[imgleft]url to the picture of your person[/imgleft]
[size=10][color=#4a4044]I didn't choose it-but must deal with it:[/color][color=post color] full name, yes again[/color]
[color=#4a4044]Unless: [/color][color=post color]nicknames-what you prefer to be called[/color]
[color=#4a4044]Those beautiful, open eyes: [/color][color=post color]day you were born[/color]
[color=#4a4044]It's only a number, but in case you ask: [/color][color=post color]age-some people are to lazy to do the math[/color]
[color=#4a4044]Is it noticeable?:[/color] [color=post color]race[/color]
[color=#4a4044]Watch this:[/color][color=post color] Ability, only fill this in if you are a vampire[/color]
[align=center][size=20][color=post color][i]Personality[/i]-[b]love[/b][/color] [color=#4a4044]it or [/color][color=post color][b]hate[/b][/color] [color=#4a4044]it, it's there[/color][/size][/align]
[color=post color]Me, don't like it? Get over it: [/color][color=#4a4044]Explain your personality in at least fifteen sentences.[/color]
[align=center][size=20][color=#4a4044]Get to [i]know[/i][/color][color=post color] me [/color][strike][color=#4a4044]and this [/strike][u]may[/u][/color] [color=post color]be noticed[/color][/size][/align]
[color=#4a4044]Hello: [/color][color=post color]What the person's voice sounds like[/color]
[color=#4a4044]see me from afar:[/color] [color=post color]How you smell, also in detail[/color]
[color=#4a4044]Privacy, please: [/color][color=post color]anything small and almost unnoticeable, ex. scars, small tattoos[/color]
[size=16]{[u][color=white]*************************************************[/color][color=post color]Now I brag[/size][/u][/color]
[color=post color]one or two talents you have[/color]
[size=16][color=#4a4044][align=right][u]Now I don't[color=white]*************************************************[/color][/u]}[/size][/align]
[align=right]one or two things you couldn't do for your life[/align]
[u][size=16][color=#4a4044]([/color][color=white]****************[/color][color=post color]love[/color][color=white]***************[/color][color=#4a4044])[/color][/size][/u]
five things that you love
[u][size=16][align=right][color=#4a4044]([/color][color=white]****************[/color][color=post]
[color]hate[/color][color=white]****************[/color][color=#4a4044])[/color][/size][/align][/u]
[align=right]five things that you hate[/align]
[align=center][size=20][color=post color]No, I[/color] [color=#4a4044]don't tell just [/color][color=post color]anyone[/color][/size][/align]
[size=15][color=post color]Forever engraved[/color] [color=#4a4044]in my[/color] [color=post color]head:[/color][/size][size=12][color=#4a4044]Your biography in at least three paragraphs. Each paragraph including ten or more sentences.[/color][/size]
[align=center][size=20][color=#4a4044]Behind [/color][color=posting color]the[/color] [color=#4a4044]scenes[/color][/size][/align]
[size=10][color=#4a4044]prompt:[/color][color=post color] username[/color]
[color=#4a4044]text:[/color][color=post color] post color[/color][/size]
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 11:20 pm
The Insecure
Profiles
The Sophisticated
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 11:23 pm
The Confused ŁąŀăηĀ ŊǻŧĄłïễ в ﻉCĶęЯ
"How much of human life is lost in waiting?"
************************************************************-Ralph Waldo Emerson Me in a nutshell  I didn't choose it-but must deal with it: Lalana Natalie Becker
Unless: Lanny
Those beautiful, open eyes: Lalana was born on April 15, 1991 on a Monday, at exactly 2:15 A.M.
It's only a number, but in case you ask: She is eighteen
Is it noticeable?: humanPersonality-love it or hate it, it's there Me, don't like it? Get over it: Lalana is quite curious, and often gets into things even when people specifically tell her not to. Always letting the cat out of the bag happens. Especially with her. She regularly gets into a grand amount of trouble from this odd habit. As she is quite social, she makes a lot of friends everywhere she goes. Both boys and girls seem to revolve around her, all of them just wanting to be around her and feel her presence. Although this often makes her sound stuck up, she really isn't, and everybody that finally gets to know her--after all, it's very complicated and difficult to become a trusted friend of hers--finds out that she really isn't. Creative and unique, the world shines throughout her. Everything she does is completely original and all her own. Organization is a need and a demand. She's gone to friends' houses and started to clean their room out of pure annoyance and the requirement for cleanliness. Now, we might as well go head deep into the bad qualities. She has a really irritating custom of biting her nails. And not only when she's nervous. Impatience also nags at not only her, but everyone that hangs around her. Raising her voice repeatedly happens when Lalana is angered or agitated.Get to know me and this may be noticed Hello: It's not high nor low. It usually stays at a medium pitch, usually changing along with her emotions. Her singing voice is also within the middle pitch, making her neither a soprano nor an alto. When fuming, it sounds like nails against a chalkboard, except lower. And yes, very, very annoying. Actually almost unbearable.
see me from afar: A fruity citrus, much closer to orange than to lemon. It is only recognizable to people with enhanced senses, as it is such a minor scent, not able to compete with her perfume. Yet, the perfume is almost exactly the same as her natural scent, so it doesn't make a difference. The only difference is that it is much stronger, but immediately after she puts it on, you can slightly taste it. Not the best tasting thing in the world.
Privacy, please: There is a koi tattoo on her lower back. But, definitely not on her butt. The permanent skin mark stands for hope, and in her case, for forgetting her horrid past. It stands out very brightly against her skin color, but it requires hiding, as she knows that if her father finds out, she'll be in very deep crap.{*************************************************Now I brag~She loves guitar, and has been playing since she was three. Now, wouldn't all that time and practice add up to a great musician? Correct, and she is.
~And, ever since she has played guitar, she put voice in with it, just to liven her songs up. And that also adds up to a good singing voice.Now I don't_____________________________________________} ==Dancing is a big no, no. She is very uncoordinated, feeling slightly like a rag doll--meaning very, very top heavy.
==Making decisions for herself. When it comes to important choices, she is literally a complete idiot. She barely ever chooses the correct option. (______________________love***************)/*Playing with gummy bears. Making them talk, act, and react. Don't judge her, it's amusing.*
/*Sweet smelling apricot lotion. Something that just wafts into your nostrils--that you actually enjoy the smell of.*
/*Shimmering, silver chains. You can use them for anything--bracelets, necklace, and anything else. And, they match anything you wear!*
/*A good, ripe tangerine. Fruit is yummy, and good for you. Yay, fruit!*
/*The modern, Japanese symbol of the beautiful koi fish. So beautiful, and also colorful.*(****************hate****************) (-Anything frilly with something extra hanging there. Why does it have to blow in the breeze? Oh yea, because somebody was a big enough idiot to create it.-)
(-That liquid makeup. After it dries it cracks. If you think it's comfortable... it doesn't matter, because I don't.-)
(-People with buck teeth. Ewe.-)
(-The reset buttons on electronics. But, but, I'm to lazy to go get a pen. I want to press it with my finger!-)
(-Sweatshirts with no hoods or pockets. My head and hands are cold. I have no cover. Help me?-)No, I don't tell just anyone Forever engraved in my head: Lalana was born in Mosier, Oregon to her parents, Raiden and Racquel Becker. She was born to a horrible childhood, and was often abused by her mother. Racquel was very insane, and had some problems with her mind. That part of her often took effect, so she pulled the curtain rod from above the window, and took out her misery on her daughter. From the time Lalana was seven, she was being horribly beat, eventually from even more than the old, worn out curtain rod. Her healthy immune system had some problems keeping up with the beatings, but her mother was always careful not to leave to bad of a mark. If it didn't heal, her father would find out about what was going on while he was solving his cases. You'd think a detective would easily find out about what happened at home while he was gone, but Racquel was much to careful to be able to get in trouble.
As she aged, she got bigger, and started to think about self defense. But, before she could test out her new knee to the stomach move, her father came home early from work. As he walked in, a piercing scream echoed through the household. Lalana finally realized the scream hadn't come from her throat like usual when she got hit, it had come from her malevolent mother. Raiden rushed over and quickly grabbed her mom's wrists, the duster she had been hitting Lalana with dropping from her hand, and landing with a thud on the wooden flooring. "What the..." He muttered under his breath, glaring fiercely at his wife. "Why?" His voice broke all the previous screams that had come from Lalana. This was the only real words that had been spoken in the last fifteen minutes--since the almost daily beating had started. Ultimately, her father got Racquel put in prison. Locked up for a long time. They might as well throw away the key, because she'd be dead before the gait was unlocked.
So then, Lalana lived with just her father, watching her light markings fade away a bit every day. Eventually, they all disappeared completely, and she became a beautiful young lady. Despite her past flaws and horrors, she has lived a generally good life. Although she is looking for action. Now she is eighteen, and almost finished with her senior year. She isn't quite sure what to do with her life, and whether or not to continue school into college. And she is completely unsure if she will try for children when old enough.
Behind the scenes prompt: rosalie sparkle
text: #4d0ca1
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 11:28 pm
ƤƏǟȓL Jøŗđơƞ ǤʀAүҿ
"searching never works, waiting always fails"
************************************************************-renesmee love Me in a nutshell  I didn't choose it-but must deal with it: Pearl Jordon Graye
Unless: Pear (yes, pronounced like the fruit)
Those beautiful, open eyes: Pearl was born May seventeenth, nineteen sixty-eight. The time was four twenty-three A.M. on a Friday.
It's only a number, but in case you ask: Pearl appears to be seventeen, but she is actually forty.
Is it noticeable?: vampire
Watch this: The ability to just touch something and look at everything that it has ever been through. The past, the present--obviously--and sometimes, but very rarely, the future. This power works with not only inanimate objects, but also with anything living.Personality-love it or hate it, it's there Me, don't like it? Get over it: Affectionate and nurturing, yet still alone. Nobody knows how it is possible that somebody like Pearl hasn't found somebody to love yet, but she ignores all of their compliments and comments. She's a vegetarian, not wanting to bring any harm to the human race. Her biggest hobby is ice skating, and she practices almost everyday. Skating is what she uses to get away from everything. To clear her mind and feel better about herself, and what she is. Very ruthless, ambitious, and go-getting, she will set any goal and make it work for herself. And it doesn't matter who Pearl has to go through to get something she wants. It will happen. Then there is the little matter of her temper. She is very irritable, and you do not want to make her angry. There have been so many people-human and vampire alike-that have felt the wrath of her anger. They didn't like it, and you probably won't enjoy it much either. She doesn't wear contacts, as she doesn't believe that changing your eye color is okay--even though her current eye color is not her natural eye color.Get to know me and this may be noticed Hello: If chosen between a soprano or an alto, she would be a soprano. Although she is mostly in the middle, she would be closer to a higher pitched voice. The voice is hyper, and she talks quite fast. But, she doesn't talk so fast that what she says isn't understandable. Her singing voice is much more comforting than her regular voice, although she is much better at singing soft tunes than singing loudly.
see me from afar: Pearl smells like the ocean. Like being at the beach and getting a big whiff of that salt water--only not as strong. But, if you have a good sense of smell, you can smell the slight scent of citrus mixed in. A lot like an orange, but less noticeable and very insignificant.
Privacy, please: She has a small tattoo on her left hip of the taurus symbol, only in a very light, sea foam green. Pearl also has a necklace that she wears around her neck that she refuses to take off. It is a friendship necklace, and her long dead friend, Grace, dies with the other half around her neck. The necklace looks like this. Pearl has the half with the jelly, and the mortal Grace still has the peanut butter half around her neck. Even now, as she lies lifeless in her coffin, they both still have it around their neck.{********************Now I brag*She can work with hair. Examples are, curling, dying, highlighting, and anything else that has to do with styling.
*Pearl can also can also sew very well. Clothing, upholstery, and anything else you can think of she, can probably sew perfectly.Now I don't_________________} ~Pearl couldn't garden for her life. If you give her a weed to keep alive, it's going to die.
~She cannot cook either. Give her a box of macaroni and cheese, and it won't turn out so well. (****************love***************)^_The shape of an oval. Much like the shape of a human head_^
^_Any tank top. Of any color, style, or brand._^
^_The colors white and black. Complete opposites; yin and yang._^
^_Correctly cooked glazed donuts. It's the glaze that makes the donut._^
^_Butterflies. All butterflies are beautiful and unique._^(****************hate****************) #.Improper grammar. Especially ain't, believe me, she will have your back if you speak like that..#
#.Being sick. Then again, who does like that?.#
#.Thin blankets. How is she supposed to get to sleep if it's freezing?.#
#.Cocky people. You think you're all that? I don't..#
#.Things that are pink and frilly. How am I supposed to concentrate with those bright, annoying things flying around?.# No, I don't tell just anyone Forever engraved in my head: Pearl was born in Vail, Colorado to her mother, Pearl Rose Graye and father, Ghazi Joey Graye. Her mother's maiden surname was Le Veit. The family greeted her with open arms, loving her eternally. As a baby she was beautiful. Thick, brown hair and astounding eyes were among her other wonderful qualities. As she grew, her hair got frizzy and her eyes faded from the baby sapphire color every baby has, to a dull, light brown. Her magnificence faded away, and, in the end, disappeared. Although she was had a wonderful soul and had never done anything wrong in her life, she started to bore her family and friends. Eventually everybody ignored her, and at school, another girl replaced her spot in her clique. Her parents replaced her with, not a person, but an inanimate object. A television.
Broken inside and very depressed, she left, knowing that nobody would notice. The day after this decision took place, she carried out the plan. At the time, she was nine and three fourths years old. Fleeing from Vail, she found other places to live. She learned to take care of herself, and she slept during the day. In the forest, under bushes, in sheds. Always somewhere new and foreign. Of course, she was correct, nobody in Vail even noticed that she was absent. No soul had found her until she was fifteen. It was a boy, only a year older than her, and they immediately had feelings for one another. He ran away from home to, just to be with her. Although, he wasn't one that would go unnoticed. Everywhere they went, there were posters, milk cartons, everything and everything on the ground with his picture, phone number, and address.
On night, at about two twenty-five A.M., he appeared. His eyes were a deep black. Any other time, his eyes would have been light green. As he came closer, Pearl back away, frightened to no extent. Make a run for it, she thought to herself, as she turned around and went as fast as she could. Crossing the edge of the forest, she looked over her left shoulder and decided he had quit trying. When she stopped and looked forward, he was two inches from her. His features were undeniably gorgeous, and his skin pale as the moon at dark. Giving in, she stepped forward and hugged him. "I haven't seen you for three days," she murmured under her breath, "where have you been?" Stepping back and reluctantly letting go of his neck, she smiled and cocked her head waiting for an answer. Instead, she got silence, just his dark eyes scorching into her gaze. He came forward, and brushed her jawbone, his expression looking like a cobra's. As if he were about to strike something--he was about to strike.
He put his head on her shoulder, and his skin was startlingly chilly. Freezing even. Pearl put her arms around him again, happy that he was giddier than usual. It was obviously fake hyper though, as she could sense longing and melancholy behind this feeling. As he brought his lips closer to her bare, medium toned skin, her heart started beating like a clock. Quickly and without ceasing. The aroma of his hair wafted into her nostrils, and it wasn't as normal as it used to be. It made her want to rush him to her. At the end, he kissed her lightly on the neck, lingering there for a few minutes. And then a sharp sting shot through her neck, making her drop to the ground. He crouched down with her, going back to her neck. At that point, the pain was minute, and small, just in her neck region. The boy came closer to where the pain was. Pearl put her hand there, feeling where the pain started. Bringing her hand up, she saw a bright red drop on her fingers. blood. She looked up at him as he came closer, terror flickering in her eyes. He sat with his mouth on her neck again, before the pain came again, stronger now. The feeling was a burning, sitting and boiling the veins in her neck. She could feel it easily as the blood came flooding out, and knew instantly what he was. Pearl couldn't seem to find her voice as she tried to scream, or at least reason with him. When it finally came, it was to late. He had had enough and he stood, looking down at my half drained body. His eyes were bright red, and he wiped the thick, scarlet liquid of his lips. Her eyes begged him to help her, but he just walked away, and the flaming sensation continued.
Three days later, she awoke to new senses, loving every minute of it. Until she remembered what it was she had become. she moaned, whined, groaned, everything until she couldn't stand the thirst anymore. As an innocent, stray hiker came her way, she smiled and convinced him to come to a cave she had found--a cave where nobody would hear his screams of protest. Pushing a boulder in front of the entrance, she turned and smiled mischievously at him. Sprinting forward, she hopped onto him and they fell to the ground. Blood filled her mouth, and she loved it. The liquid went down her throat as she kept a tight grip on the thrashing, struggling stranger.
As time went on, she kept feasting on people, trying to drink enough to sooth her thirst. Then she joined a coven of five and found a new way of life--without the killing of guiltless humans. Although she still has nobody to share her life story and secrets with.
Behind the scenes
prompt: renesmee love
text: #5e3e7a One Furry Lover
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 11:35 pm
Commanding Alpha
Profiles
The Softhearted Puppy
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 11:37 pm
Big Boy Lover
Profiles
The Werewolf Woman
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 11:45 pm
Month
March
Day
6th
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2009
Time
5:26 A.M.
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 11:49 pm
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