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Literacy and Posting
o1. NO ONE-LINERS! Please at least a paragraph (6-10 sentences). Though writers block is understandable.
o2. Use proper spelling, capitalization, grammar, etc. Occasional typos are fine. Keep it literate.
o3. I have no problem with swearing though don’t overdo it.
o4. Make your posts pretty. Keep them as size “small” and feel free to decorate your posts.

Romance
o1. I encourage for the love to be in the air but please NO cybering. Loving gestures and the overall idea is fine
o2. I will keep this RP at a PG-16 level. Please keep it that way.

Violence
o1. Under any circumstances is there any godmodding. You are not god here. –glares-
o2. Violence is great, especially if it's for a class or an allowed spar.

Other
o1. Use [[]], {{}}, or (()) to indicate any RP-related chatting in the forum
o2. You’re allowed to play up to as many as two characters. Use contrasting colors or different posts if necessary and make sure to keep up with both.

Character Profiles

Phoenix Marie Dracul

But some of the people here know me as:: Nixxy, Nix
Maybe you can’t tell but I’m a:: Dhampir
I know it’s hard to believe I’m a:: Female
I’ve reached the age of:: 17 years
I stand at only:: 5’8” and weigh only a measly:: 145 lbs ,but who are you to judge?
My sexual preference you ask? :: Bisexual with no attachments [single]
Me? Crazy? Maybe I am, but hey, who doesn’t have issues? ::
Phoenix has always had that known presence along with a love or hate kind or feeling about her. She cares more for others than she does about herself. Sometimes, it won’t take too much to get her to throw a few acidic words to make you think. It better than if she throws a good punch. It’s a habit she’s trying to break.
Not many people know all this::
This potential guardian was brought up tough. Her mother died young, not too long after having her by attack of a Strigoi. Though the woman was well-known and considered highly, she died to protect her moroi. Phoenix was brought up by her older brother and her father, both guardians. Because of this, she’s a huge tomboy and has issues with fully dealing with the same sex. The men in her life trained her and built her until she had come to Vampire Academy to become the very girl she hoped her mother would be proud of.
Secrets? Here’s mine::
There is a tattoo on her bad that she hardly shows with a black angel wing on the left and a tattered dragon wing on the left. She may be the type of girl who flirts, but hardly falls in love.
You have control over me:: SkellingtonPunkAngel


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Kayden Joseph Dracul

But some of the people here know me as:: Kay [only to few people]
Maybe you can’t tell but I’m a:: Dhampir [Guardian/ Trainer]
I know it’s hard to believe I’m a:: Male
I’ve reached the age of:: 19 years
I stand at only:: 6’3”and weigh only a measly:: 190 lbs ,but who are you to judge?
My sexual preference you ask? :: Straight with no attachments [single]
Me? Crazy? Maybe I am, but hey, who doesn’t have issues? ::
Kayden is the type of man who is only hard on the people he believes has great potential, his younger sister being one of them. He only speaks when he finds reason to, and though he is the toughest trainer on campus, he is also one of the best.
Not many people know all this::
Kayden was only two when he was given a sister. His mother wasn’t the type who stayed home to help raise the children. His aunt, who stayed home with her children, did that for her. She came if she had the rare chance so he and his sister never saw much of her. She died young, not too long after having Phoenix by attack of a Strigoi. Though the woman was well known and considered highly, she died to protect her moroi. From then on, he partly raised his sister along with his father, who spent more time with them. As he went to school at the academy, he helped out his sister, who went a couple years after he had. When he had graduated, he had decided upon becoming a guardian. Though after three kills of strigoi, he had decided training at his old academy was more of his call until there was a moroi he would die to protect. Secrets? Here’s mine::
He’s actually a very sweet guy, though he refuses to let anyone know that.
You have control over me:: SkellingtonPunkAngel

((When can we start posting))

Aislynn Rodea

But some of the people here know me as:: Lynn, Ash, Aislynn
Maybe you can’t tell but I’m a:: Moroi
I know it’s hard to believe I’m a:: Female
I’ve reached the age of:: 16
I stand at only:: 5'11 and weigh only a measly:: 135 lbs ,but who are you to judge?
My sexual preference you ask? :: single straight.
Me? Crazy? Maybe I am, but hey, who doesn’t have issues? ::
Aislynn is very secretive about her life and is picky about who she hangs out with and tell her secrets too. She prefers the company of animals over people. She is a tomboy, but her good looks still get her the attention she wants.
Not many people know all this::
Aislynn has medium length brown hair and big brown eyes. She is an adreneline junkie and loves to do things like skateboard, skydive, and ride her dirt bike. She had one boyfriend before but he hurt her immensely and has yet to find a relationship she feels safe in.
Secrets? Here’s mine::
Aislynn has a tattoo on her lower back of a dragon asleep wrapped around the moon and a one on the back of her neck in a symbol that nobody knows what it means.
You have control over me:: xx emo x emu xx

[x]- - >You take a hit now, you feel it break down
Make you stay wide awake. This is how a heart breaks!< - - [x]

No light dared peek through the dense black curtains of her room. But unfortunately, this didn’t mean that Phoenix was asleep. Her head warily peeked over her poofy black comforter. He, her brother, was bound to be waiting for her so they could get some practice time on Sunday, one of the days they didn’t have classes. Also, it was after church hours. “Great…” She mumbled. Even so, she threw the covers off of her creamy skin and in return, a blast of cold air took its place. Phoenix took that as a sign to hurry up and put something on besides the bra and short set she had on. Her hands moved quickly over the clothes in her dresser drawer until she came upon a pair of black sweatpants and an indigo top, a heartagram clearly on the front in a very beautiful black design.

She made no haste putting on the clothes along with a pair of chucks. Phoenix took a glance at herself in the mirror. No makeup with sleek long aqua locks. Her hand came up to notice its short length, now brushing her upper back and spilling over her shoulers at her full chest length. She quickly ran a brush through her hair before slipping on a hair tie onto her wrist. Finding herself ready, she took a deep breath and began to walk speedily over towards the gym, where many spars and fighting took place. But the only fight here would be between her and her brother.

[x]- - >Dead I am the dog, hound of hell you cry
Devil on your back, I can never die< - - [x]

Kayden had woken up at what many had told him an “ungodly hour.” He threw on a shirt over his head, the material not too loose around his slightly muscular form. Like his sister, Kayden too held the creamy colored skin, though his hair was brown, chocolate and rich in color and texture. Hell if he would let anyone touch it. He ran his hand through his hair with a sigh. Today was his session with Phoenix. Even if she was a fast learner and shared a few laughs with him, she was so hostile in the mornings. Kayden then pulled a pair of faded black jeans on and ran his fingers through his hair instead of going through the process of brushing it out. He gave into the process and did so, but only after sliding on his black leather fingerless gloves.

After, he went to church and then went straight towards the gym. Kayden didn’t get much out of church, the man not being every religious, so he went mainly for attendance reasons. He began to move dummies around when he was inside, getting things ready before Phoenix came in along with her grumpy and sleepy mood.

It's hard to say that I was wrong, it's hard to say I miss you..

Viv sat in her dorm room listening to music. She was flipping through a magazine, and vacantly staring at it. Viv hated just sitting around. She felt her hair, and decided she would take a shower and get cleaned up. After she did that she strolled along to the feeders. Viv went into the room, and signed in and waited to be called on.

Since you've been gone, it's not the same..