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1.Who are you? |.|sad vampire queen |.|
2.Whats your favorite rp? |.|horror/fantasy/anime related|.|
3.Why you joined Starless Limitation? |.|got invited by the capitn. plus i want to rp|.|
4.Other info about yourself |.|love to draw|.|
5.Give us your favorite anime picture to use for rps. |.||.|
6.Maybe you could give us a little taste. |.|"dammit"Vox thought as she barely dogged the4 vampires whirling attack, she knew she was weak and she was tired, she coulnt afford to lose any blood. She frowned as she took out a needle. She pulled up her sleeve and wrote magical inscriptions, she winced as blood pooled to the surface filling the spaces. SHe braced herslef and summoned her Armor] onto her body."s**t" she thought as the armor locked itself upon her body, the weight knocked of her feet and she stood on the ground kneeling. She stood up in the strange gold grey armor, she breathed in a couple wisps of air and then began to regualte her breathing. She unsheathed her prized blader her Twin phenoix blades. She grinned as she held the shinning white blade, and the ominous dark blade."I see there is no other way out of this. I will not be blamed, you caused yourself to be wounded. I appologize for any harm I cause you, ahead of time"SHe said polite before she held her ground ready to fend of an attack. She really had to restrain herself, in her armor she could feel herself wanting to loose control and hack up her attackers.
The last time she wore this armor was in the arena figting of a minotaur. She tilted her head and the armor clinked in response. SHe knew that she was dead meat, the vampire that slayed her parents and spared her was no longer living. After all, how disgracfully would it be for a council member to save a human hunter. She frowned at the thought"I am not a hunter and im no threat to you what ever you father wants of me. Then let him come to me. I will not have you disciples end my life." She said aloud to them insulting them, it was one of her tactics, piss the enemy off and look for weak points. SHE looked at the female vampire and then back at the male. THey certainly were alike, she knew that they were family automatically. She wouldnt be low and attack them, she looked around and realized this was a busy human district. SHe frowened at the thought of an innocent bystander becoming harmed. She placed her blades on her back and then ran out of the area. SHe quickly searched for a more desolate location.
She stopped upon reaching an area the border between the human town and the outside forest. no one came here. She took out her blades again and stood ready. She panted as she was still weak and all that running didn't help her, she kneeled on the ground again trying to regain her strength. |.|

1.Who are you? |.|Kara_Wellings, Rikku-Liia, Demons Are Crying|.|
2.Whats your favorite rp? |.|The cool ones|.|
3.Why you joined Starless Limitation? |.|I made it, lol...|.|
4.Other info about yourself |.|My band's bassist just quit on me, so I might be offline at random moments testing out potential replacements|.|
5.Give us your favorite anime picture to use for rps. |.|Anime only Please|.|

6.Maybe you could give us a little taste. |.|Sample of your role Playing|.|

WIth a rumbled, knelling creak, light sunk through musky darkness, dust particles dancing around in the rare ritual of illumination. The light crept up along old crooked ruts in the heavy mahogany planks. They seemed foreboding. Unwelcoming, and angry for the disrruption of this newfound threat.

He hadn't meant to open the door. He was just trying to abscond from his father for sneaking out that morning. But he had run right into him. Delved into something he didn't understand.

Pushing the door more with a sharp, defined eyebrow raised in curiosity a boy with mussy dark brown hair and pale skin frowned. He's just been on his way to his room. He'd gotten past his father. Somehow. Usually his father was a mastermind at hearing William when he came home late. It had to be past two in the morning, and being at a party all night had not been a good idea on his part. Something about the room he'd never seemed to notice inside his own house before however, was urging him inside like a creature too starved to drag, but too clever not to whisper sweet nothings. Coaxing him with promises of secrets he wouldn't want to hear. But the longing to know was too strong. Where had the door come from? It had never been in his hallway before. But that night it was just...There. Looming over him when he'd tripped over the rug. If he hadn't tripped, he probably never would have noticed it. It was just a normal looking door, in a normal looking house. Only his house couldn't be normal, and neither could the door because it had not existed before.

Ever.

Clopping against the hollow wood, his leather shoes snuffed out the sunny matrimony of disturbance and hope. Swallowing with difficultly, William narrowed obsidian eyes, brushing hair from his sloping face hesitantly. Raising hands out in uncertainty he exhaled deeply, brushing past the nearest wall, his calloused fingers trailing its surface. It was smooth, like glass...He would have suggested it to be a mirror but the entire wall felt that way. Some freakish mirror room? Turning around sharply with fleeting fear a clown would pop out holding a saw or something (horror movies were not his favorite) something caught the ankle of his legging. Intaking air he let out a gasp, stumbled backwards into the rock-hard wall with a groan, the door snapping shut behind him, drenching him in black hues.

Sitting up with a hissing pain, Will cracked his shoulderblade, trying to get some balance back. Why was he even in there? He was exausted and ancy from staying up so late at a party he hadn't even wanted to go to. Slapping a palm to the wall again, dim light caught his attention. All around the room, light was accumilating from deep within a place he couldn't see, like a furnice just beginning to ignite. Musky colors of tan and sienna sieged the room, a wardrobe and the wall he was against (which did turn out to just be a wall sized mirror coming into view as enshrowded answers. Standing slowly, his eyes widened, time dropping to a still stand. Turning, his neck arched as he faced the opposite wall. It was covered in newspapers, old, tattered and dirt yellow. His exhilation left in grey trailing smoke, even though the room seemed to be emitting its own source of firelight and heat.

His voice shaking, quaking as his eyes darted from title to title, his eyes trapped in the wall of newspapers in front of him, Will backed up into the mirror wall, shaking his head. "What...." Yelling as the mirror burned into his back he bashed into the wardrobe to his left, panicking as something fell over his eyes with the sound of breaking glass. "No!" he yelled, throwing the soft fabric in front of him with both hands as fast as was possible for him. Breathing heavily, his chest heaving in and out, he stared, stiffening at the black skull encrypted mask. It held one slender red X across an eye....

"Oh my g-"

"Will."

"AH!" Turning around William stood pressed against the dresser, its curled handles digging into his back like needles as his father stood in the open doorway. He looked beat as his eyes slid over to the wall of Teen Titan news clippings. "Son." the old grey haired man began again, not looking at the frightened teen to his left. His broad shoulders were slouched, his eyes in a permanent decline of emotion. Especially that of the optimistic kind.

"We need to talk."

1.Who are you? |.|RuayHigirashi|.|
2.Whats your favorite rp? |.|Yaoi|.|
3.Why you joined Starless Limitation? |.|Was invited, so I decided to give it a go. No harm, no faul, right? ^-^|.|
4.Other info about yourself |.|Um, nothing I can think of, but feel free to ask.|.|
5.Give us your favorite anime picture to use for rps. |.|This is a random post from an older RP:
Okay this one is hard. The picture in my sample is the one I use most often but this is my next most used:
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6.Maybe you could give us a little taste. |.|
Drake Keperth_______________________________________________________________


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Drake was in the kitchen making breakfast as his alarm on his cell phone finally started buzzing. His mother would be home soon from her late night on the job, and he, the ever faithful son, liked to have breakfast made for her when she came in the door, his mother enjoyed eating with him and it always brought a smile to her lovely face to see her son’s attempts at food that was more than putting milk in cereal. He hated when she had to work the night shift, seeing how it wore on her physically and mentally and the fact that they saw so little of each other. Dray found himself up earlier than normal clean, clothed in his uniform, and cooking while he hummed along with the songs that were blaring out of the radio stationed near him, swaying his hips to the beat of the ones he liked. A dream had awoken him from a already fitful sleep around four in the morning. Though it is not the normal dream one would associate with waking up in the middle of the night for, no it was one of those dreams most male teenagers have where they awake with dirty pjs. Not that Drake minded the dream, it was the only place where he could have Haru the way he wanted. The male’s very name, odd and exotic as he was, sent a shiver down his back. This dream had been extremely vivid with Haru doing things that the shy, sensitive boy would never do. I can dream, though! I have to have something to hold me. the red head told himself with one of his heart stopping grin.

That was the moment his mother came in and leaned against the door way to watch her son happily humming and dancing along with a song with a goofy smile plastered to his lips. Dray did not notice her until she spoke causing him to jump out of his skin. “What, or might I more correctly say who, is that big smile for? I’d much rather have you paying attention to the food you are attempting to burn than your dirty thoughts, Drakie-poo.” she chided gently as she took a set at the table, a tired sigh pushing through her lips. Ms. Keperth was a small, willowy woman with strawberry hair starting to gray at the temples, a delicately smoothly featured face, and dark green eyes that held a weary look. It was from her who he obviously got his looks from, except his y-chromosome.

Drake quickly turned back to the cheesy eggs, lifting the pan off the stove after turning the eye off so not to burn the finish product. Already setting on the table was a plate tall with toast from the toaster, he added the eggs that he had scooped into a bowl, dropping a kiss on his mother’s cheek when he passed by her chair. Dray gave her a warm smile before taking the seat beside her. “Sorry.” he said sheepishly before continuing, “I was distracted by the most beautiful person in the world, next to you ,of course, mommy-poo.” The red headed male piled his plate with food. For being as small as he was, Drake sure could put some food away and an ounce would never show. His mother laughed, the sound music to his ears, and replied, “I see how it is, being ranked against Haru. Ooo, eggs and toast again. My favorite.” Breakfast continued on this with light and witty battering as his mother planned a trip to the store that weekend. Every morning they had like that reminded him of why he loved this woman so much. Soon, too soon for Dray, it was time for him to head to school.

It was not a long walk to school. During the winter months he took a bus but as the weather was now, he enjoyed the trek. The walk gave him time to think and time to flirt with the girls he passed by and the few that were also on their way to school. A wink here, a smile there, was all it took to make those girls putty in his hands doing what he enjoyed most. That was probably another reason most would call him a player, because Drake liked playing around with pretty much anybody who catches his eye. He arrived early to school even after leaving a bit late from home, not that it bothered him. Now he had time to talk with Haru and probably Allie, which in his cause it would be flirt with, a little bit before their class began. The red head was not surprised to see Haru already in his sit, pouring over that notebook again. Dray could not help but sneak up behind the other male and tug at his notebook while booming by his ear, "Let's see whatcha' got in here." He would never read anything from the obviously personal and beloved notebook without Haru's permission, but it was still fun to tease the male.

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