Damari
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Post by Damari on Sept 18, 2008 23:30:10 GMT -8
*snickers* Ohh I'm sorry.. I can't help it.
*snickers some more*
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rel
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byrren jous ninta yibinss wun ninta xo'a ulu kl'ae vel'bol zhah udosst..er'griff l' seke ph' shebali
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Post by rel on Sept 19, 2008 8:30:51 GMT -8
I was workin as a waitress in a cocktail bar...
No just kidding. I was singing with a trio at this local cabaret when jodee first made contact a little over 4 1/2 years ago. I could feel her eyes upon me as I sang. She frequented the bar, bought me drinks, seemed so interested...in me.
Then it's pretty cliche really...I fell in love with her and she turned me. I thought we'd be together, but, when I woke she dropped me off at the SC dojo, introducing me to her childer and her companion, aislin. I was crushed that I'd given up everything for her, yet swallowed it down. I professed to remain single and just experience everything about this wonderful city. I made many friends within my hall, became a rogue and the rest they say is history.
It's funny though...she tricked me *smiles* She had actually picked me for white. She actively went out to turn one who she knew would love him eternally. I didn't know it at the time and neither did he...not until after we were already together many months later, but she knew. She always knew...
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Elektra
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Obsession. Compulsion. Perfection.[C01:Grey]
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Post by Elektra on Sept 19, 2008 12:01:45 GMT -8
I was workin as a waitress in a cocktail bar... No just kidding. I was singing with a trio at this local cabaret when jodee first made contact a little over 4 1/2 years ago. I could feel her eyes upon me as I sang. She frequented the bar, bought me drinks, seemed so interested...in me. Then it's pretty cliche really...I fell in love with her and she turned me. I thought we'd be together, but, when I woke she dropped me off at the SC dojo, introducing me to her childer and her companion, aislin. I was crushed that I'd given up everything for her, yet swallowed it down. I professed to remain single and just experience everything about this wonderful city. I made many friends within my hall, became a rogue and the rest they say is history. It's funny though...she tricked me *smiles* She had actually picked me for white. She actively went out to turn one who she knew would love him eternally. I didn't know it at the time and neither did he...not until after we were already together many months later, but she knew. She always knew... Awwww...  |
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Post by Rykoth on Sept 20, 2008 4:50:23 GMT -8
Before this age of technology, and cell phones, and fancy online publications, and all this crap that's diluting both human and vampire society alike... there was an age of chivalry.
If a man wanted to kill you he didn't organize a mob to mug you and leave you in an alley. If you went to war with someone, your allies didn't betray you at the drop of a pin, and quite frankly, while "nobles" and their ilk could try and force you to be silent by pushing their class in society above you, if you drew steel and cut them down, nobody could dispute you.
See, in the 1300s, when I returned home to my Manor in Ireland, I was all ready to get married to a human woman... and of course I was human. I had spent a good most of my life away from my home, but rather in London, away from my family. While I may have been the son of a Lord and Lady, I chose to be a peasant, I befriended a man named Uther, and I fell for a woman named Catherine.
Now... it would seem my family is all tied up with these mystical shrouds. Anyone who knew me prior to 2008 and 2007 knows I used to wear this crimson shroud on my shoulders, and anyone who knows me really well knows I eventually aquired a blue shroud, a white shroud, a black shroud, and a golden shroud, and they all became one symbiotic artifact, which now is kept locked in the basement of my mansion.
Either way, each of these shrouds were mystical, sentient, artifacts. Most of them were demonic in some ways, except for two. Nonetheless... my ancestor was a Celtic Warrior that enslaved by a Roman Infantry unit, escaped, and somehow managed to become a free man, and mask his blood to rise to power. He had acquired this Golden Shroud.... anyways.
When I returned home, there were two vampires involved in my turning... well, three. Maxwell Blackfathom was the first. Evil bastard, would have turned me if not for the vampiress Meleth. See, Maxwell decided he wanted to turn me because of my ancestry, and he saw Uther had some sort of potential. He got lucky, sired Uther, but the fact is, when I learned Uther was a vampire, it was because I walked in on him feeding on Catherine. I was determined to slay the monster that was my friend, ended up in a manor fire, horribly burned for awhile, and Meleth found me barely alive and well.... turned me.
That was that. And for the record, my name prior to being turned was Fearghus Tullius Ó Braonáin. Tullius was the name my ancestor used when he masqueraded as a Roman. When I was turned I was renamed "Rykoth" and I dropped Ó Braonáin until recently. I was simply Rykoth Tullius until I severed ties from Meleth and became a childe of Arsanga.
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Post by Uriah Solus on Sept 30, 2008 11:16:09 GMT -8
Hmm.. I was running away from a tavern (go figure) upon hearing that my lover was going to marry a woman. And well...I sort of just got snatched up.
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karmann
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Post by karmann on Oct 12, 2008 16:21:26 GMT -8
The Condensed version:
my human parents had traveled to the Americas in 1840 in hopes of finding gold and other goodies. during their overland journey to California they met with a gentleman who called himself Nghthawk Merovingian. He became their traveling companion and when my mother became pregnant during a time when her and my human father were not having relations, (due to a random buffalo hunting injury that made my human father temporarily unable to do so), it was obvious that Nghthawk had slipped into my mothers bed and fathered a childe. I was born on the darkest of nights just as they reached the Pacific Ocean on February 25, 1841. It was not difficult for those that saw me that I was not like other children, as even as a baby I had small little fangs that were sharp as pins. Nghthawk took me for a short time soon after I was born and when I was returned to my parents he instructed them how to take care of me while I grew up. And then he was gone, slipping into the shadows of the night not to be seen again until after I found my way to Ravenblack City in search of him and the rest of my vampire family.
I was born a vampire, and I was born a Merovingian
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Post by Unnstein Palsson on Oct 15, 2008 5:00:16 GMT -8
If it's worth it, sure. I was born in Iceland, August 1984. By 1985 I was in Sydney when my parents dragged me over here for work. I grew up Australian, it was weird with the name "Steini", teenagers aren't terribly tolerant I've found. So, mid-highschool I discover a wonderful thing known as a cello and start lessons. Several years and many concerts later I find myself playing with a band. We wound up deciding on a trip to Europe to try and get the name out.
That was two months ago. Next thing I know, I'm somewhere in north America, my neck hurting like fuck and not a clue what's going on. I didn't even catch face nor name of my sire. Such a pity, though. I did like playing with my band.
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Lady Gray
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Dancin in the Moonlight[C01:purple]
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Post by Lady Gray on Oct 23, 2008 7:11:12 GMT -8
Short version........I met my first sire through Lass....she brought him home after a very long absence, introduced us and after the course of an evening we were left to become better acquainted. He enticed me to dance then bit me. After my demands to know what was happening and just who he was, I learned that my sister was now a pyress and I insisted that he turn me, so I would not be parted from Lass again.
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