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The clinking of metal against ceramic mingled with the sound of chattering on this unusually busy night. The Blue Rose dinner was by no means an unpopular place. It was a facet of the neighborhood. People came and out of the little place. You walked in and you almost felt like you’re in a completely different time. Blue vinyl covered the seating of the chrome bottom swivel stools that followed the length of the curve around counter that Waitresses often bustle about, depositing and calling orders through the order window that opened up into the kitchen. It was a flash back to a simpler time, or at least that was how Brian Richards like to describe his pride and joy, the business he opened with his wife years ago. Now the wizened old man, widowed, yet still with the vigor and spunk of a man half his age still maundered about his dinner, doing the books, overseeing the business and more importantly interacting with the customers. Telling old stories of wars past, when ladies where dames, and Men, cats. Some stories sound like something that could have happen in the days of Al Capone. In the days where the basement was a speakeasy. The ninety something year old man was a fixture of the Blue Rose establishment, just as much as the picture of his dearly departed wife, Kimiko that was hung on the back wall behind the counter.

The dinner was a warm welcoming place, it wasn’t uncommon for the place to be pack, it was only the time that made it odd as the only waitresses manned the floor area while the waiter manned the counter. If Mr. Richards knew it was going to be like this tonight he wouldn’t have let Jenny leave early. It was a little much to serve a packed house with only two servers and one cook. Though the old man had to give them this, for a couple of kids they kept on top of things. That was odd for sure to be caught understaffed, but what made it the oddest was the night. It was the night of the full moon. No one went out when the moon came out…well no one that was sane…or human.

Supernatural creatures wandered the streets at night, they always have. It was a common fact. There was once a day when Vampires, Werewolves and all sorts are supernatural creatures were just monsters of leaned told to frighten children into obedience, to give someone a thrill before you jumped out at them in the dark of night on a camping trip. There wasn’t a human old enough to tell you about the days before they found out the creatures they feared, creatures that people would make what was no absurd or even insulting movies about to give viewers a fright. No maybe Mr. Richards could recall stories his father or even grandfather could have told him about the day when the first supernatural came out of the woodworks. It was like a leak in a damn, the flood waters burst through and soon humans realized they were everywhere! Friends, co-workers, family even. People started to learn that everywhere they look the supernatural had been living among them, coexisting. Maybe they had hope the humans they had been living with for so long, people who were friends, co-workers, even family would accept them, just go on as it was before. How wrong they were.

So on nights of the full moon, it has become mandatory for a curfew to be put into effect. As a way to offer protection to humans from the night that creatures like werewolves tend to come out and live up to their namesake. Some prowling about, the beast inside threatening to break loose, while others…they hunt. Some wildlife, satisfying that impulse they claimed to have, while others….well, murder was never an uncommon thing in New York. Though numbers claim that Murders commited by supernaturals double that of human on human homicides…though those numbers, well it was hard to say if they were really true. Every study, every fact used came from the Hunter’s Guild. Many things were to be question.

So with all that in mind it was odd that so many came filling in. Most were teenagers and college age student, dressed sort of oddly. Some painted up like the dead, fake blood staining ripped clothing and dark circles smudged around eyes, while other looked perfectly normal. The dark haired waitress flitted from table to table, she light on her feet as she would refresh drinks, walk about speaking to customers, taking orders and delivering food. At one point she had five treys balanced. How the trey on her never went tumbling was an amazement in itself. Though it was no secret when the Asian woman set her mind to it. Though that was Kira Yagumi, she didn’t stop trying until she succeeded or she crashed and burned. At that time she was determined to get all those orders out while Thomas kept an eye on the register and manned the counter. Long ebony strands sat pulled up into a loose bun her dark locks and lightly tanned complexion was a stark contrast to the blue waitress uniform dress, a white apron tied securely around her thin figure, showing what curves she hid beneath the usually shapeless dress. Kira for the fifth time that night regretted her choice in earing as the charm swung again as she leaned down to place an order of fries on the table, they having made the last call for the night, having already locked up the front. It was probably the reason why these people had rushed in so close to closing. Most public buildings like it offered shelter on a full moon. To help to keep silly kids and people off the street on the night of the full moon.

It was just going to originally be Tommy, her, Mr. Richards and Cora who was manning the kitchen. It took a bit of effort to get the spare sleeping bags, and cots out of storage, but Tommy and with what little help Mr. Richards could offer, got it set up while Kira had manned the floor. The future concert Cellist dodging playful hands, and laughing politely at jokes that only made her want to turn and walk as far away as possible. It was clear some of the zombie paint clad patrons had a few beers before they all rushed in. She doubted some of them where even legal to drink. “ ‘ey, legs!” Oh there was that delightful nick name that the green skinned undead wanna-be at table nine had so ‘kindly’ given her the glowing nickname. The dark haired woman had to push back the grimace that had flickered on her features at the sound of that voice. The twenty one year old took a couple of moments to compose herself before she plastered a smile on her face before she turn around, walking over to the man and his three friends, the smell of dried, fake blood stale and honestly putrid to the woman. Though she never did like the smell of that stuff, though when your brothers drench you with a bucket full of that stuff one Halloween when you were thirteen and dressed as Snow White tended to not make you not like much of that night…and she smelled of fake blood for the last couple of nights. It took a good deal of vanilla brown sugar body scrub to remove that smell from her skin.

“Yes, sir? How can I help you?” Ah, there was that urge to slap him, though, she realized slapping people would be rather fantastic in about any sense…at least the annoying ones…which was most of the human race and other wise. Maybe Kira wasn’t quite big enough of a people person to be waitress. Oh, well, she just had to refrain from scowling or hitting the more frustrating ones.

“Well, I never did get that number.” He grinned, much to his friends’ amusement as he leaned his elbow on the table leaning a bit, trying to eat away her personal space. Kira wasn’t much of one to back down first as she stood there, the plastic, friendly smile hardly wavering as she stood there. She wondering if the angles really were keeping count of all your good deeds you did and every bad impulse you repressed. She should be earning a flipping pony at this point.

“I’m sorry sir, but if you don’t need anything on the menu, I need to go check up on the other customers.”

Her only grinned, causing that green grey face paint to flake and crack further, the cheap black lipstick having dried and cracked. “Well, I’d love some fries to go with your shake…And maybe a little sip in the men’s bathroom later” Okay, that was almost funny…seriously, it’s gone from bad pick-up lines and come on’s to….this, she was actually concerned for half a second he had a stroke in the last fifteen minutes he hadn’t demanded her attention.….but this guy really didn’t get the hint after the first hour of putting up with this. Though before she could snap ‘unless you want this ‘shakes’ heels shoved up your ass, you better order something or fuck off.’ But fortunately for her and her job, Tommy’s voice broke through the claimer of the packed dinner, the pitch still oddly higher then she was used to hearing from a man.

“Hey Kira! Cora just shut down the kitchen, care to help me clean up?”

Never in her life had she wanted to jump over that counter and kiss her beautiful savior that had just saved her from this dumbassery. If the dress was longer she might have seriously considered it. “Coming!” She called before, shooting a strained smile at the four men sitting at the booth. “I’m sorry sir, but it seems the kitchen is closed.” She said ripping their receipt off her little pad, placing the slip of paper on the table, already turning away as she added. “Have a good night.” The woman depositing the last few receipts on the tables before she moved behind the bar as Mr. Richard set to work of collecting the money, and ushering the likely tired guests to the safe room. While Kira and Tommy ducked through the swinging doors leading into the kitchen. NO sooner had they did the tall, red haired man break into a fit of laughter, ignoring the annoyed glare he got from the woman beside him.

“O-oh my god! I swear I thought you were going to snap your pencil out there….or shove it through that guys’s eye!” He finally managed as his laughter dissolved into chuckles, Cora having apparently already finished up the dishes as she was no longer in the spacious room any longer. The smell of fryer grease, grilled cheese and burgers still clinging to the air. It almost made her hungry, but the dark eyed woman was a little preoccupied trying to not turn any redder as she looked away from her co-worker as she untied the apron from around her waist, quickly crossing the room to hang it on its usual hook.

“I was fine.”

“Yeah, and I’m a fairy princess.” He snarked, playfully pushing her shoulder as he hung his on the hook as well. “Sorry to tell you Kira, but you have a tell. You tap your foot when a customer is pissing you off. It’s like how you twirl your hair when you get nervous.

Kira only scoffed as she went over to one of the garbage cans, pulling out the full bag and tying it off. She having to blow a rebellious strand of hair out of her eyes as she made her way towards the door. “You stare too much, Thomas.” She stated, resisting making a snarky comment in return. They played this game often. He snarks, she snarks back and so the night would descend into that until he left her at her apartment door after walking her home from work. Though he had laughed at her misfortune. She wasn’t going to grace him with the honor of a snark war. “That is a little disturbing….and stalkerish.” She stated as said freckled young man, opened the back door for her. Kira far too focused at looking at anything but the red head to remember to look around before she walked outside the door, said red haired man leaning back in to grab a couple bags himself to deposit into the dumpster nestled at the end of the ally with her. Sooner they got done, sooner they could camp out in the locker room and get some sleep.

“Oh come on, we both know ‘Ice Queens’ aren’t my type. I prefer a girl a bit more…spunky.” He playfully corrected as he followed her out, making sure the brick they used to keep the door open was nestled between the door and doorframe. Only chuckling as she finally looked at him to scowl, said red head tossing his bags in before taking the bag from her to toss into the now open dumpster. The putrid smell of bad meat, stale soup and likely that weird, putrid, unidentifiable sludge that accumulated in this dumpster. No matter how much she helped with the afterhours clean up, she was never going to get used to that smell.

“Uh-huh….Creeper.”

“Oh come on! I know you can do-“ Though before he could finish his sentence a loud snarl vibrated off the graffiti littered walls of the alleyway, causing the duo to freeze in place, they finally turning their eyes from one another to find a site that made Kira’s blood run cold. A large, lanky form of tightly coiled muscle loomed in the entrance of the alleyway, the golden, orange glow of the street lamp casting a long shadow down the mostly well-lit alleyway. Sharp claws made slightly curled, hairy hands look menacing, as if ready to cut through them like a hot knife through butter. Every inch of skin covered in a dingy, mousy brown fur that seemed a bit patchy in places, almost like a dog with mange, but one didn’t focus on it long as one’s eyes were immediately brought to the slightly open maw, fangs bared. If she didn’t know better his teeth looked to be almost stained red. A werewolf, and a nice sized one at that….and he did not look friendly.

Kira couldn’t focus on much as all that seemed to exist in that moment was the golden eyes that stared back at her as the creature inched closer and closer in the alleyway. She hardly aware of how the freckled man beside her, coiled his soft, warm hand wrapped around her upper arm, slowly ushering her with him as he started to usher her towards the door. He being sure to avoid all eye contact with the wolf as his grip tightened around her arm, as if trying to pull her from her daze. Though no matter where he moved, the creature cut off any path or escape. “Kira…Kira! Come on, where the Ice Queen when I need her?” He whispered, shaking her a bit, making her look at him. Tensing as another growl left the mangy looking werewolf. His brown eyed gaze staring straight into her deep chestnut colored ones. “I want you to run for the door, alright? I’ll be right behind you.”

“Tom-“

“You got the shorter legs, you need the head start.” He snarked, a shaky smile on his face before her gently pulled her behind him. Before Kira could think to yell at him, hit him, call him a moron and try to stop him the red head swept a empty spray paint can off the dirty Alley floor, tossing it at the creatures face before shouting “Now!” pushing Kira towards the door, but before either could take more than a couple steps a loud howlish snarl left the creature before he was upon Thomas, sharp fangs and claws ripping though soft flesh, blood splattering across the cold floor that soon met his body like a spit can of red paint. Thomas’s pained cry cut short as the creatures large jaws swept down to bite into Thomas’s ones tender, exposed throat. In a course of five seconds Kira had witnessed her first: Fully transformed werewolf, a crime committed by one..and the murder of a friend. The woman who always had a plan, who always had an escape, and excuse had nothing. No quick exit, no words, nothing as she backed away from the scene, only retreating deeper into a dead end. All she had was a scream when the creature leaped upon her, knocking her to the floor. His sharp claws ripping through the puffed, powder blue sleeves of her uniform, staining the cotton a blackish purple as her blood seeped into the material. Her Maryjane heels staying on her feet as she kicked upward. She was scared, terrified, but there was no way she was being dragged to deaths door without putting up some fight. She wasted whoever found her body to say ‘she went down fighting, sir.’ When they had to tell her father that he lost his only daughter.

She only screamed again, somehow managing to pull the warm mettle that rested against her upper thigh, her dagger being pulled from the sheath with little resistance. She only reminded she had strapped it on before work only when she was trying to twist away, to feel the pressure on her thigh. Her had flashed wildly, registering the whine of pain that left the creature that was only to be replaced by a snarl as she tried to wiggle out from under the creature, though before she could retreat out from under him did she feel a sharp unbelievable pain dig into her side, a shrike leaving her so loud it nearly made her own ears ring. A sudden rush of anger and adrenalin ran through her veins. The pain, the fear, the sight of Thomas’s lifeless body laying in his own blood. That was all that registered as she twisted around, faintly aware of how her skin protested slightly as she brought the silver knife across the creatures face, making a pained roar rumbled from the creature as it released her. Pained, labored gasps puffing past her lips as she dragged herself farther way, her shuddering arms giving out from under her as she collapsed on the ground, watching as the beast clawed at its face, crying out in pain, she faintly wondering what that bit of white, bloody flesh that was that hung from her the end of her knife that laid just out of reach as she gasped for breath, lifting a shaky hand to push down on the bite on her side. Trying to stem the warm, sticky liquid that ran down her skin, her tattered uniform stained beyond repair now.


Name: Kira Yagumi
Age: Twenty One
Job: Part Time Waitress at the Blue Rose diner.
Education?: Junior at New York's Julliard, Institute for the Performing arts. Majoring in Concert Cello and Minoring in Composition.

Kira is the Only girl of four children. Her two elder brothers that she so fondly calls the twins, Yuki and Riku. Both twenty eight years old. While her little brother Haku born the year before their mother was diagnosed with cancer is seventeen. Her father Hiro was left to raise her and her bothers sixteen years ago and has been a constant presences in her life until she moved from Alberta, Canada to New York to pursue her dream to be a Concert Cellist. Even then he still called every day, sent her packages filled to the brim with things he thought she might miss, or made him think of his only little princess, even the cookies she always pretended to like for his sake. She is unknowingly the only human of her family. The most well kept family secret that has colored her life in more ways then one. Kira is often called an Ice Queen by her peers, she is so focused, dedicated to her art. Competitive. She was so focused on this she forgot to be kind, to show the warmth under all of the ice. While part of her hate the biting loneliness, she saw it as a chance to focus on her studies, to hone her craft, and the very few that actually tried to get to know her outside her cool exterior she would call friends. They paint her as an artistic, passionate soul that was more then a little paranoid. A girl rarely without her silver knife, even on a night of a performance. Her father always called it her lucky charm.
Little Reference list.

-Wolves without Packs are called Outsiders or Omegas

-Vampires without Covens are called Wanderers.

- Vampires and Werewolves were enemies for generations until four hundred years ago when a third party intervened, and mediated interactions between the races and even among the different Covens and Packs, until two hundred years ago the two races decided they would take over ruling themselves after the ages of peace. Barely twenty years after and assassination of a Vampire Elder and a prominent Werewolf Alpha. All evidence pointed to the other and tensions have been rising for years.

-There is infighting among the packs and Covens, which could evolve into a backstabbing in the future.

- Supernatural beings are discriminated against and are known of in this society. It is law they are registered, and most laws are built to protect people from them..

- The third party that had helped negotiations and settle dispute between Vampires, Werewolves and relations between Covens and Packs, are actually the Heads of The Hunters guild

- Hunters Guild are legalized bounty hunters and Assassins of Supernatural creatures that 'break the law' Though it's not always true all they hunt has done anything wrong or seemed a threat to the human race.

- Crazy vigilantes go out on nights of the full moon to mess with the supernatural instead of staying inside when curfew is under effect.

- Werewolves are the humanoid beasts of leganed, they are killed by silver and Vampire blood is harmful to them.
-Bumpty~-
Heh, yeah...sorry about that. Not bad enough I ramble in RL, have to do it in forum too. XD...Mmh food...
Okay taking on ONE more right now! Then that's it!, really I swear this time, last one I'm taking for a while. >///< *Has said that a few times already* Also adding a new post of a few new ideas I had and other stuff. If I've been RPing with you before the guild crashed, I'll make time to cotinue with you. =D I'll quite one of the ones on the other site I was on if I have to. I try to keep my commitments. {Especially if I like them. ;D}

RPing Check List

▰ I'm not sure on the grading scale here like what you guys define a writing level at, so I guess I’ll be break it down and be more specific. My spelling ability is pretty good, and occasionally mistypes in IM from time to time. My grammar doesn't make Grammar Nazis cry, {Love you guys!} I’m sure I probably have made a few errors so far, I have my slip-ups here or there like everyone else, but I’m doing my best to try and make it perfect. I consistently crank out four to five paragraphs a post, but, I usually do try to match my partners actually, but four to five is my minimal, though if I'm utterly brain dead and you give me nothing three, but lately I've noticed I've not gone under four paragraphs in ages, but if you give me something to work with, or if I’m setting a scene, I can give you a good deal more. I haven't really clocked my max yet...I've wrote over nine paragraphs if not more then that in an intro...though my intro posts do tend to get pretty lengthy....Like this. ^_^;. {I SWEAR I'm not intimidating!...I just tend to try to, well, you know, keep people from getting confused....Though probably just scaring people off now.}

So I guess that might make me Advanced? I honestly don't know, but if you want a sample to judge for yourself just ask me in a PM.

▰ I can double, when I play one character it’s usually female, just my comfort Zone and I’m attached to a few of my character types. I know, really sad of me, especially since a lot of these things say “I’ll play female only!” And has to be annoying all of you. I am a bit more open to playing both genders. I just ended up playing males 99.9% of the time…. but if we double I have no problem playing a male character, that’s actually usually what I do when I play two characters…

Though there are a few exceptions I might consider playing male but not promises, again playing single characters I tend to lean more towards playing female at the moment…Sorry! I know that has to be annoying someone by now…In short I do double, or play all my NPC’s and characters equally. Though, hey, if you can talk me into it, but no promises again.

Also side note I do love to throw in plenty of side characters, supportive cast and NPCs. =D They add color to the story, so hey always feel free to use one of mine or throw in some of your own. I'll tell you if I want to keep one of my NPCs to myself.

▰ Now the amount of times I can post….well, depends really on my professors really; sometimes they put mini tests back to back, or I got like three papers due in the same week and that sucks the life out of me. I try to post as often as I can, at least once a week. {This is just my hobby after all, and I have to think about my future career and keep up with my responsibilities.} BUT! I do try to do more than that!

Sometimes studying goes quick and I’m ahead so I have time to post pretty regular, but you got to keep in mind sometimes I can only post once or twice a week. If I’m going to take longer due to real life, muse is ignoring me or post back-ups I will tell you! I try to keep my RP buddies in the loop. So I guess I’m a bit more casual, so please don’t stress me! Gentle reminders is nice if I’ve taken longer than a week and not informed you of any reason why..but please, don’t be “Where my post B***H?!” No one likes that RP buddy…Yeah that has happen to me before…

▰ I will tell you, even if I hate to, cause I feel like a failure for some weird reason when I do, if I am abandoning this or need to pause the RP to come back to it latter. Sometimes I have lost all interest, life is to hectic and you are just tired of waiting around, or if life is just kicking my butt and I need to distance myself from the internet and my computer in general for a little bit. I WILL tell you if this happens, I know what it feels like to be left in the cold.

▰ I love romance, but very rarely as the main point of a plot though, but I do love it being a part of the story, gives a little something to distract and build along with the characters themselves, but I do like a more driving point to the plot…which is why a lot of my ideas have twists to the plots.

▰ Parings I do, I will have bellow in the ideas I have.

▰ I can play a large verity of settings.

▰ Just random fun fact about me, I fangirl, pretty often. { My top three right now is Marvel, Loki, and Tom Hiddleston. Though I'm fan-girling about a lot more then that. Counting Sleepy Hollow, Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D, most crime shows, Teen Wolf, Supernatural, Sherlock, and Benedict Cumberbatch.} Just so I know you read this, please tell me if you are fangirling/fanboying over.

What I Would Like From an RP Buddy.


▰ PLEASE!Tell me if you lose interest…It’s starting to hurt a little when I’m left in the cold without a word.

▰ I'd love help driving the plot forward please, I feel this should more be a team effort then one of us being the only thing moving this thing forward. This becomes a chore instead of fun when that happens. But I swear no pressure!

▰ If you have any questions or ideas of your own, even sugestions to alter or add on to one of my ideas never be afraid to toss them at me! I love hearing them. Also if you have any RP Ideas you want to do with me, just toss them at me! I love to hear ideas.

▰ I by no means expect anyone to be perfect, but, please! Capitalize your sentences, use punctuation, at least give me two paragraphs and have decent grammar! It’s okay to crank out one if there is really nothing to go on, but more is much loved and I’ll try to always give you something to work with but I understand. Quality before quantity.

▰ If you have any limits, please tell me! Like if you hate bloody fight scenes or anything else, in your PM tell me, {this is another little thing to prove you read this list, also just good to know.} and I’ll tell you mine. I guess in short I’m comfortable in Mature settings, but I can tone down, just tell me!

▰ I’m pretty laid-back, so I don’t mind waiting, but tell me if you think you might take a long time to post, like two or three weeks long. I don’t mind waiting for a good post.

Ideas!


Okay here is a few plot ideas I have. I don’t play Yuri, it’s just don’t, but in doubling my guys can go either way, I have experience in writing both. All these plot ideas are just building blocks I’d love to discus and develop them more when you pick one. If you have your own ideas feel free to put them in and ask me question if you have any.

The Crimson Skies. {Free!}
Pairings: F X M. If doubling? FXM, and F/M, M/M.
"It all started with a simple promise, a single favor, that turned our crew on it's head...Where the fate of the world on our shoulders, we sail these cursed skies. This is a tale the bards will sing of for years to come"

This idea has quite a few ways to twist it. One includes a royal families secret, the kidnapping of the crown Prince or Princess. {Depends if you rather play the Pirate or royal, I got characters for either role. It's a classic theme in a few ways with piracy and classic peasants conflicts thrown in. This can be talked out. It can be sci-fi, fantasy steam punk or classic past fantasy setting on the open sea. This idea deals with darker forces and histories that formed the countries and the standing of the royal family of this particulate kingdom.

Also another idea includes another adventure the royal gets dragged into by their peasant/servent. {Got this idea a bit while watching Merlin. XP

▰ Runaway {Free}

Pairing: FXM If doubling, FXM, F/M or M/M
“They’ll never find us…”
It seemed as if their life was crashing around them…If they stayed, no, they had to go, they have to run away! Though it seems running away unnoticed isn’t as easy as it seems in your head. When you have a friend like this, plans tend to get complicated. What they find on their travels, trying to out run those who peruse them, fight the homesickness that tugs at their hearts, or even to find a way from one day to the next, only time will tell and they disappear into the night side by side…We only have this one life.

Setting: Okay so this can go a few ways, it can be a Modern fantasy or supernatural, even. One of them is running away from an arranged marriage, organization, crime family, or even just a bad home. Modern I kinda like the Mafia family thing for this setting, like they are being forced to become boss soon, told they would have to kill someone they loved, or they are being trained as an assassin for their family. Sci-Fi even works for this plot.

▰ Mafia {Free}

Pairing: FXM If doubling, FXM, F/M or M/M
“Just try not to get shot….”

Okay don’t got a cute summary like Runaway cause the Mafia thing falls under so many things. The general idea is that two crime families have to work together against a common threat, and to dodge the police and any other law enforcement we come up with. Be it we play the bosses kids or the bosses themselves…or even the assassins/hit mans from rivaling families.

Settings: This can be a modern, modern fantasy, or sci-fi…or even like Sherlock Holmes time period sort of thing.

▰ Welcome to the Pack {Free}

Pairing: FXM If doubling, FXM, F/M or M/M
“Trust me…You should just be happy you weren’t killed…”

So, this idea is pretty obvious. it’s a supernatural thing, though it can be a werewolf pack or a vampire coven. {Not the type that sparkle thank you…} Some poor, unfortunate soul was turn one night and ends up part of a pack or drawn into their makers coven. Who, plays what, we can talk about, because I can play either, be it the new, or the already established one heck even the maker. This has many other parts, like if they search for a cure, try to adjust to this new life as something no longer human and find that there are wars, and infighting among the race or other supernatural beings {beside the typical vap vs wolf, thing, there is plenty of other things we can pull out to fight against, but I have nothing against the classics.} Oh and finding a way to live with the human world all at the same time. The pre-established wolf/vampire can either be the new ones sort of mentor/person stuck teaching the new kid, or the one that changed them…really this idea we can discuss and build on.

Heaven or Hell. {Free!}
Pairings: F X M. If doubling? FXM, and F/M, M/M.
I can be more specific if anyone's interested {Like Demon X Reincarnated Angel, Fallen Angel X Reincarnated, ReincarnatedXReincarnated, Angel X RA, ect}

I can also break down my definitions of the races/species.
“There is always a light in the darkest night…Just open your eyes.”
{This might be something that those who are very sensitive to religion should skip. This uses some Biblical references, the idea of God, Angles, Fallen Angels, Demons, and Satan, and such, with some creative liberty to added events and such for back story….You know disclaimer so this isn’t blasphemy or I unintently insult someone with me taking creative liberty, Fiction and all that…Okay I’ll stop now, my needless worrying and all that and just get on to the idea….sorry! ^__^; Clicky the little thing that says Spoiler please!}

Backstory/Plot




So yeah…I know really long and as you can tell this idea can be a little dark…but yeah this is one of my oldest babies, one of the reason it had a whole back story typed up! A lot can be done with this but I think that set’s the general tone maybe? If you have any questions do not hesitate to ask in PM and this is still something I love to build on some with you! I just have a good chunk of the back story thought up. XD

Setting: Sooo, this one is sort of set of setting…I’m thinking modern time when on Earth though outside of that is can be anything. {You know if they pay a visit to Heaven, Hell, or even a third realm all together~.} Supernatural and maybe even Fantasy themes might be involved.

dAll Hallows Eve. {Free!}
Pairings: F X M. If doubling? FXM, and F/M, M/M.
“Heh..Heh….Please tell me you heard that too….”

So, I love Halloween, so an idea keeps popping in my head about a veil separating the human world from the supernatural one weaken on Halloween night, and has since the world began. Though one Halloween a force ripped the veil allowing all sorts of creatures that go bump in the night to come through and take over a city trapped in this chaos, time trapped in October 31st. A transparent dome trapping it’s inhabitants and other realmly creatures in the limits of the city. It’s sort of survive all sorts of blood thirsty creatures, learning to tell the difference form Halloween costumes and what is real. And more importantly to find out what caused all of this and how to fix it. This idea really can be built on.

Setting: Can be discussed!

The Red Paved Road {Free!}

Pairings: F X M. If doubling? FXM, and F/M, M/M.
“I’m pretty sure we were supposed to take a left back there….”
So, this idea hit me a while back and I finally have time to put it down. It’s pulled from an old group ideas that I had to scrap for lack of time a year or two back. So anyways on with idea. {Pretty sure you all are tired of my rambling already.} So again this is another one I wasn’t real sure how to write it as a nice summery. The basic idea is a travel RP of sorts. Either a road trip as the title suggests, or it can be a travel around the world idea. Though as usual it has a twist to it. This idea has many variations to it. If it’s a road trip it can include very persistent serial killer(s). Modern

If we take an supernatural twist it can include a few different tweaks, though one idea is of course sort of inspired a little by the concept of Supernatural, the show by having the characters travel around taking out monsters as hunters, and can evolve into all out hell~.

Another twist from the very original drawing board of this idea is sort of that the characters were science experiments created by secret labs to be super-soldiers or a new form of humans to use as weapons or even labor. Though they (and possibly more) were sort of “liberated” from the labs when they were young, by the more sympathetic scientists and raised as their children. So when they start out on the trip, which this idea fits better as around the world sort of trip, they are suddenly under the radar and have to fight and run for their freedom…So this might be sort of Sci-fi if I think about it. It can be futuristic even.

Another is more for around the world idea with an over play on Mafia families/ crime families. This is more on the Modern realistic.

Beyond the Veil. {free}

Pairings: F X M. If doubling? FXM, and F/M, M/M.
“How are you his Grandchild?....Hey! Don’t tou-!…We’re doomed…”

So this I sort of pulled from a mix of two old rp’s. The premise is that a family line have for generations serve as guardians to the Veil that separate the Humans from the realm that holds all sort of creatures of legend and even those lost to the human tongue. The powers are passed from Grandparent to Grandchild as well as taught the skills of the trade, they letting the child live a normal life with their parents, and not telling them the true purpose of the ‘odd’ visits with their grandparents every week. They are drafted into the family ‘business’ when they turn eighteen. (In cases when there have been more than one grandchild that hold the ‘promise’ to be a Guardian one of the children can go on to pursue whatever career they want or work as a second Guardian.) As well as given their Familiar of sorts



Since I explained what a Familiar was, I should explain what a Guardian is? I swear this got a bit longer then I expected…



Well that’s all I can think of at the moment but, if you have any questions don’t hesitate to ask! I’m happy to explain.

Though on with the plot~ Before this Grandchild (who can be played by you or me, not at all picky on this~) could receive their final lesson their Grandfather he disappears! So imagine their surprised when a stranger (The Familiar) whisks into their life. To train the new Guardian and more. This plot can be built on a lot but yeah as you can tell from the info tidbits many things can be involved, let alone looking for the missing Grandfather!

….Yeah I was reading a lot of manga when I thought this one up….And one too many times of watching “The Librarian.”
Setting?: Can be modern, Past, maybe futuristic…We can pin that down if you like it!

There is no Such thing as Superheroes.. {Free!}

Pairings: F X M. If doubling? FXM, and F/M, M/M.
”Don’t look back!.....What did I just say?!”

This is sort of the same principle as the Sci-fi twist of the road trip rp, except they go on with life not knowing each other, or knowing there were others like them until they are captured and dump back in a ‘training facility’ for super-soldiers/ “Heroes” with other experiments that weren’t “whisked away.” This can go quite a few ways. Like they can grow into being heroes, or part of an elite team/ super-solider squad. Or take a U turn and try to take over the world. Or even yet, they escape and sort of stay on the run and yet end up involved in situations where they need to help people and end up over throwing a corrupt system and government! This is one of those things that will really be decided with you if you like the idea.

Setting: I think futuristic Sci-fi or modern Sci-fi.

I also have a few other generic Ideas to build on. Also a few Sci-Fi and past Fantasy ideas. You know the classic of Pirates and Nobility/Royalty, Princess and the knight or peasant. Teacher and Student. Though again, I'm open to suggestions and ideas!

Quickest way to get my attention is PM, but I'll probably check this thing pretty often.

Okay! That's everything for now! =D...um if this is too loud and intimidating please tell me! I'm not sure when I take these searches too far.
Heh, I hadn't been a part of the guild for long and it dies, but now that it's back. {Just in time to distract me from doing Homework and actively avoid reading my textbooks. =D} I'm glad to see it's alive and pretty much well! I hope it stays up for a long time.

For those of you who don't know me. {Which is probalby a lot of you.} I'm QueenOfHearts, you can call me whatever you like. I"m a full time college student, a teaching major. I'm a BBC addict. I love Doctor Who, Merlin and Sherlock! I also adore Supernatural, Grey's Anatomy, any crime drama {Law and Order, CSI, and Criminal Minds.} I'm a Super Hero junky, I love Marvel, but DC has it's good points, Batman is my favorite from DC. Marvel, I love it all, mainly any of the Heros in the Avengers, and I even love the Villans. {A card carrying Loki fan girl. What can I say? I've always been a sucker for the mischievous types~...and sadly bad boys....I really need to go for the sweet hearts more. {Though I do adore the Captain....but also Iron Man...Okay this list is going to go on all day if I don't move on.} I also love Manga and some Anime, though lately I've been more into the shows and things above. {Though give me a manga or anime like WJuliet, Ouran High School Host Club...or the Classics like Cowboy Bebop and such, I'm still a sucker for it....Yes I do notice the running theme with most of those. XD} Books I read are typically fiction. {You know outside of these God awful text books.} I love Fantasy, horror, and adventure, with romance and humor sprinkle in. I love the Vivian V. Vanderbelt books, a few Vampire books, like Interview with a Vampire and such. I tried to read Twilight beacuse a friend asked me to...but by God, that is horrible....Just, no.

I might seem a little intimidating when I type at times. {Most likely when I put my search up after this.} But I swear I'm harmless. I'm not a scary girl I swear. I'm a twenty one year old who still get freaked out in dark churches and hid and stutter like a moron when I get all flustered. I swear the last word anyone who knows me would describe me as is scary. Air head, ditsy, overly trusting and likely to get hit by a car or kidnapped, yeah, but scary? Not a chance. So if you ever want to chat, bounce ideas around or just ask me questions/get advice on something I'm happy to talk. =D Well here's to hopping everything goes well!
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