Post by josephine velpar on Oct 26, 2009 18:49:19 GMT -8
`you rule the world, you give the word.
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And if TWILL AMARIZI VELPAR should fall behind...[/b]
"don't you wanna come with me?
don't you wanna feel my bones on your bones?
it's only natural.
don't you wanna swim with me?
don't you wanna feel my skin on your skin?
it's only natural."
` you've got to learn to act like god.[/b][/size][/center]
, age . fifteen
, rp experience . enough
, how you found us . i stalk kitty for a living.
, contacts . just call and i will hear you for i am everywhere. [/size][/ul]
`just let their suffering slip your mind.
[/b][/size][/center], nicknames .tilly to humans, twilly [ to a select few ]
, age . eighteen
, date of birth . january fourth
, species . faeire ( pixie )
, canon . yes
, face claim .taylor momsen[/size][/ul]
`in which we nod in agreement.
[/b][/size][/center], weight . 98 pounds
, tattoos&piercings . tattoo
, distinguishing features . big blue eyes, flawless skin, hair is almost transparent in the light
, physical flaws . twisted fingers, pointed nose, with out glamour her skin is a light teal color.
, personal style . what ever is in style, nice fancy clothes that she call fell pretty in.
, general description . at first glance twill is just like everyone else. her hair is rather long but usually well kept. you can tell twill cares about her appearance because something she is skinny, not like scary skinny but still not very curvaceous. twill isn't the athletic kind so no muscles wrap underneath her skin [/size][/ul]
`help me escape from lonely choirs
[/b][/size][/center]- wine, beer, scotch, brandy, anything that leaves a buzz
- peoples emotions, mainly painful ones
- jewelery, especially if it sparkles
- lust
- one night flings
- pure beauty
- manipulating humans
- manipulating peoples words
- the feeling of bones and skin
- fashion
, dislikes .
- half-breeds
- stupid people that make half-breeds
- someone that manipulates her
- authority
- mean drunks
- pollution; litter
- the seelie court
- the seelie court
- the seelie court
- help from others
, strengths .
- fairy things
- wine and alcoholic beverages
- getting what she wants
, weaknesses .
- iron
- being alone
- talk dark and handsome men
, goals .
- someday making her own court
- somehow bring her brother back again
- finding the perfect four leaf clover
, fears .
- death, death and death
- someone being in control of her
- being alone
, secrets .
- poisioned the queen of the seelie court [but everyone kind of knows that]
- actually cares about her family
, personality.[/size][/ul]
`cause this is about life.
[/b][/size][/center], father . rowan gale velpar
, mother . gwendolyn odilia velpar
, sibling(s) . tothale nilex velpar(brother) , tabithi enaldie velpar (sister), dak orin velpar(brother)
, pet(s) . the people she tortures
, other family . none of importance
, history At least four good paragraphs. No maximum.[/size][/ul].[/color]
` which only hollow voices sing.
[/b][/size][/center], member title . a dustland fairytale.
, rules word magnus plus alec equals love . they so do.
, rp sample .
had it only been two days? for arden lynn clark it felt like maybe a year, or longer. nothing much had happened; in fact during the last two days she had locked herself in the dungeon that was her dust filled room. the emptiness of not having carson there was to much for the teenager too bare so she laid on her bed wrapped in all her blankets like she was sick. she was hoping to hold on to the warmth he had left more then a night ago, but there was nothing left. every second on her clock seemed drawn out and outside of her window everything looked like it was in pause with its gloominess. with the gray skies leaving an ominous shadow on the streets and trees arden felt like she was in the center of some cheesy horror movie they only showed during halloween times. but as much as she tried arden couldn't will herself to get up and act like a normal human being. it was as if her heart weighed so much with pain that it was keeping her down on her bed. she should have just said yes, or at least something, not just sit there like an idiot waiting for the stars to align just the right way so all her problems would poof into thin air.
for many people love is just something that ends up in heartbreak because the other person in the relationship hurt you, but with arden if was just the opposite. it felt as if she was the one the mallet in her hand and pieces of broken hearts shattered on the floor. but this is just stupid, its like one of those 'the first cut is the deepest' kind of things, you are young and have the whole world laid out in front of you, someone might say to arden. wrong. this isn't just some kind of puppy love [unless you like puns]. what carson and arden had was not normal, because werewolves and imprinting isn't normal. and don't think for a moment that arden wished she wasn't imprinted by carson. carson was everything to this girl but love was new to her, and being able to voice her feelings after picking out what she really wanted from a field of scattered thoughts was hard for arden. she was hoping that when the time would come it would be so flawless like the hollywood movies and she would know what to say to make that moment so amazing. yes arden happened to be one of those hopeless romantics even if at the moment you couldn't tell.
arden thought she knew everything, give and take a few things, she always felt like she was over looking situations making sure everything ran smoothly but with not even a word carson had messed up all she had planned. just the other night carson damistung had climbed his way into arden's room, because very early in their relationship they noticed that being together made things just a whole lot better, and if that meant sneaking around under parents noses they where willing to take that risk. but upon his visit arden had found a ring in his possession. marriage? now? hadn't carson read romeo and juliet? they rushed things and look what happened to them. all arden could do was cry, no matter how much she tried to hold back her tears. at least she had carson there to hold her together. "Y-you don't have to s-say yes now, I mean you c-can think it over." And thats all arden did until she feel asleep, think. and after all her thinking she came up with one answer. yes. but carson's words and silent escape fell on sleepy ears leaving arden to wake up by herself staring at the black velvet box he had left on her night stand.
"I love you, and I do want you to marry me."
the next day or so was like a living hell, arden spent most of it bedridden and replaying everything in her head. she could still feel his whispers on her skin and his strong arms around her small body. what was he thinking? was he regretting imprinting on her? did he wish he had someone better, someone that didn't have over protective parents that weighted her every move? if he did, arden could promise that whoever that person was would not love carson as much as she did. but how was he to know, she didn't exactly show it... still arden couldn't picture a world with out carson, in fact she could barley stand the day with out even seeing him; thats why she stared her clock counting down the seconds until he was off from patrol. then she waited five more minutes, just because the butterflies in her stomach where holding her back, until she called carson. sam had assigned him and extra shift and he wouldn't be able to come the night, but he was going to make it to the already planned dinner the next day. arden couldn't figure out if he was lying or telling the truth, but after 'i love you's they hung up and she was just going to have to spend the night alone and wait for tomorrow.
knowing fully well that her parents weren't going to do anything to make this dinner a slight success arden lynn mustered all she could to get off from her bed. she took a shower and got herself all pretty before heading down stairs to start cooking dinner. her parents where probably in their room coming up with more rude jokes and crude statements for carson, but she tried to push that thought aside. she tried concentrating on the bowl of pasta boiling in front of her, setting the table, making a salad, getting drinks, yadda yadda. but nothing seemed to ease the idea that the dinner was off on the wrong foot before it even started. the clock was ticking away as the spaghetti hit the table, carson should be here soon, and her parents where making their way down stairs. her father found his spot on the couch and turned on the tv while her mother made her way to the kitchen. "Sweetie, why did you go out of your way to make all this? He's probably not coming..." was her response to the dinner table. "he said he was coming..." arden said in her small voice, fearing that what her mom had said was true. "please, can't we just give this a try? can't you just not ruin this?" arden continued a little more confident, she would have continued but she was interrupted by the door bell.
carson. carson. carson. carson. was all her mind could process correctly as she made her escape from the kitchen to open the front door. he was dressed for the occasion, all nice and clean and he wore that smile that just made every part of arden melt; for a moment her problems floated away. arden couldn't be sure if carson had stepped closer to her or she to him, but all of the sudden he was right there. her arms wrapped around him checking to see if was really him and her lips greedily went to his as if he was the air that she needed. "You made it" she smiled pulling away, feeling stupid just stating the obvious. "look car, we need to ta-" "arden its rude to leave your guests outside, hurry up before the dinner gets cold'' mrs. clark pretty much yelled, cutting arden's voice off. with a sigh the girl looked up to the one she loved with eyes telling him she was sorry, hopefully he would get the message; before weaving their fingers together and guiding him into the dining room. emily clark was already sitting down at the table serving herself some salad while her husband stood tall next to the table. hellos and welcomes where exchanged with all the manners in the worlds but still filled with awkwardness and then everyone shuffled into their seat at the table.
all you could hear was the soft chewing of food and moving of silver wear. arden's eyes couldn't rest on one spot, either looking at her parents wondering when their firsts words of evil would emerge or glancing over to carson wondering what was on his mind. finally the emptiness in the air was broken when robert clark decided to talk. "Really Carson? Why do you keep on coming back as if you are welcomed here?"
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` are there giants too, in the dance?
[/b][/size][/center]This application was made exclusively for Nevermore by Maura Lee Bee. Steal it, and I will release the hounds when you least expect it. And they're not cute little puppies either. They are ravenous beasts because I constantly forget to feed them. They bite, by the way. And love flesh. Don't make me release the hounds. O _ O
Lyrics are from Meg & Dia's "Are There Giants Too, In the Dance?" on their album Here, Here, and Here.
Lyrics/ Quote from the Killers "Bones" and Taylor Momsen graphics © SAY WHAT KENNA !? @ CAUTION.
[/size]Lyrics are from Meg & Dia's "Are There Giants Too, In the Dance?" on their album Here, Here, and Here.
Lyrics/ Quote from the Killers "Bones" and Taylor Momsen graphics © SAY WHAT KENNA !? @ CAUTION.
