Post by abigail on Dec 1, 2009 20:08:44 GMT -8
`you rule the world, you give the word.
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And if ABIGAIL MIDNIGHT should fall behind...[/b]
"things aren't always as they seem"
` you've got to learn to act like god.[/b][/size][/center]
, age 15.
, rp experience 7 years.
, how you found us advertisement.
, contacts email or pm.[/size][/ul]
`just let their suffering slip your mind.
[/b][/size][/center], nicknames abbie, abbs.
, age appears around twelve and a half.
, date of birth november 17.
, species (human, vampire, faerie, etc.) vampire.
, canon n/a
, face claim abigail breslin.[/size][/ul]
`in which we nod in agreement.
[/b][/size][/center], weight 90 lbs.
, tattoos&piercings ears.
, distinguishing features her eyes.
, physical flaws her apparent age.
, personal style cute and childish.
, general description
Body Type and Complexion
Since she hasn't hit puberty yet, Abigail doesn't have any real defined curves. She's slender, weighing only about 90 pounds. She stands at about 4'9". Abbie was always pale, but since she was changed, she's even paler. Her skin is alabaster white and she has a tendency to startle others when they see her.
Hair and Face
Abbie's hair is her most dominant feature. It's a blond/brown color and hangs at her waist. It's naturally curly, and Abbie doesn't usually bother doing anything with it. She let's it hang down, or she'll occasionally put it up in a pony tail. She doesn't have any bangs, so she can put in a headband with ease. Abbie had a cute, little girl smile that anyone is a sucker for. Her eyes used to be a pretty blue color, but since her transformation, they've taken on a red color.
Clothing
Since Abbie's only twelve, she still sticks with flowery and colorful clothing. She likes to wear dresses and skirts when she can, and any cute t-shirt.[/size][/ul]
`help me escape from lonely choirs
[/b][/size][/center]- the moon
- blood
- death
- deception
- reading
- writing
- thinking
, dislikes
- people thinking she's unable to perform certain tasks
- being told she's too young
- judgment
- werewolves
- being bothered
- her past
, strengths
- her angel-like appearance
- silence
- ability to be unsuspected
- anger
, weaknesses
- her parents
- blood
- a good book
- sunlight
, goals
- to find happiness in a world of sorrow
, fears
- showing vulnerability
- having to face her past
, secrets
- none
, personality
Abigail is a very unique girl. Seeing as she looks to be a child, most would assume she enjoys fairies and butterflies and mermaids like any young girl. But no, Abbie's mentality level is that of an adult. She enjoys reading and writing and she loves horror movies. Horror is her MO for feeding. She loves watching the fear on her victims faces as she deceives them. She's intrigued with science and astronomy and psychology and loves to think and solve puzzles.
Abbie doesn't talk very much. She has scared off one too many individuals by opening her mouth. Usually if something interests her, she'll talk and talk and talk about it, which has a tendency to frighten off people. So she just doesn't speak. Abbie doesn't like the outdoors so much as opposed to sitting by a fire with a good book. Abbie can sometimes be described as bitter, only because of all the hatred she has festering inside her small body. She loathes the woman who created her at such a young age. Because of that, Abbie cannot experience love or other human emotions that she has read so much about. [/size][/ul]
`cause this is about life.
[/b][/size][/center], father frank.
, mother brenda.
, sibling(s) none.
, pet(s) none.
, other family none that she knows of.
, history
Abigail was born on November 17, 1977 to Frank and Brenda Midnight. She grew up in Nevermore City, attending the local elementary school. She had a few friends, but she liked to stay around home. Abbie was always good at telling what people where really thinking, so she knew when people really didn't like her. She never got along much with her father, as he was a drunk and never home. Her mother tried to shield her from him, but Abbie got beat only a couple of times.
One night, Frank came home in a drunk stupor, throwing things and yelling at the top of his lungs. Brenda tried to get Abbie into her room, but Abbie had had enough of him. She went up to him and started screaming at him, which resulted in her getting hit across the cheek. With tears streaming down her face, she fled the house and ran into town. It was around 2 in the morning when she finally paused outside an old warehouse. There she met a woman who seemed a bit strange. She stood staring at her until the woman asked if she had a mom or dad. Not wanting anything more to do with her parents, she said no and the woman told her to go with her.
Abbie followed her and ended up in an old mansion, where the woman told her to relax. She ended up biting Abbie, draining her until she was almost dead. Then the woman proceeded to slit her own wrist and have Abbie drink her blood. Abbie did, and she woke the next morning feeling quite different. The woman had changed her into a vampire. Abbie was raised by this woman, being taught to hunt and kill in violent ways to get her food.
Abbie stayed with the woman for a few years, but was never happy. She decided she was capable enough of living on her own, so she escaped and fled to Nevermore City where she's trying to start a life for herself. Obviously it's hard because she only looks to be about twelve, but the few vampires she has met around the city have been kind enough to help her as much as they can. [/size][/ul].[/color]
` which only hollow voices sing.
[/b][/size][/center], member title The Silent One.
, rules word -admin edit-
, rp sample .
[i]Allison turned to face the other demon once she started talking again. She seemed annoyed at Allison for not believing her, and once she spoke, Allison actually was starting to believe her. She did wish to be a god, and she wanted to get there as soon as possible. Along with that, the other girl mentioned that she was closer to becoming a Lord Class Demon every day. If she could gain more power so quickly, she must be telling the truth.
The problem with Allison was that she could be gullible sometimes. But, however, right now, she really believed the other girl. And if the girl was wrong, Allison could always destroy her, and get out of the fight with her master. Allison closed the distance between her and the girl in a stride and leaned close to her ear. "Hmm... We will see. But I wish to speak with you about this later on... not with this male here. I don't trust him." She whispered.
Turning once again to the male she allowed a smirk to play on her scarlet lips. He said he needed her and Allison had to work to not laugh. It sounded like some lame line out of a soap opera. "Now, I have no need to control you. I need you; every demon like you. After all, you're like a wildfire. Powerful, relentless, and best when allowed to simply burn. So why stifle your abilities? No, my child, I don't seek to control you. What I seek is the continuation of our kind. Our dominion over this world and the monkeys that seem to call it home..."
Now that he mentioned it, he had a point. Without these measly humans running around, Allison could use her powers whenever and wherever she wanted. Obviously this guy had some plan, and he most likely wasn't telling them it. She couldn't trust him until she new more. Rolling her eyes and crossing her arms, Allison addressed them both.
"Alright, obviously we have some things to talk about here. And I think it would be better to do individually. I would like to speak with you," She paused and pointed to the female, "right away. And I would like to talk to you," She turned and pointed to the male, "tomorrow. And until I figure this all out, you will not speak to this girl without me present. Obviously you want something from us and I'm not about to give you the opportunity to take whatever it is." She took a step backwards so she could look at the both of them at the same time. Her dark eyes went from the male to the female, waiting for a word of protest or acceptance. [/i][/size][/ul]` 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.
[/size]Lyrics are from Meg & Dia's "Are There Giants Too, In the Dance?" on their album Here, Here, and Here.
