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Post by ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐ผ โ on Dec 19, 2018 3:01:47 GMT -5
![](https://66.media.tumblr.com/c677ce4d08d29d8716608a48afbf4f53/tumblr_owssr8TdNG1wrr4rxo4_250.png) " THE VAMPIRE "
Name: Alexei Nikolaevich FC: Benjamin Jarvis Nicknames: Niko, Alex Gender: Male
Pronouns: He, Him, His
Age: Appears 25; Actual age 114
Species: Vampire Powers/Abilities:
- Immortality - As a vampire, Alexei cannot die of natural causes. He does not age past the point at which he was turned and cannot contract diseases or sicknesses from other humans.
- Physical Enhancement - Possesses superhuman speed, strength, hearing and eye sight, being able to see even in the absence of light.
- Glamour - A subtle form of mind-control. It works best on those who are purely human and to a lesser extent the more supernaturally influenced a being is. He is a relatively young vampire and so none of his powers match the magnitude of those older than him.
Hair: Ice blonde Eyes: Blue Height: 188 cm ( 6 ft 2 )
History:
Alexei is based loosely on the Alexei Nikolaevich of House Romanov that existed in real life. His family was presumed dead but, in this AU, his mother and his siblings were turned into vampires and went into hiding. They reemerged when Vampires made their move into power, taking their place as one of Europe's elite vampire families. Alexei is the heir to the Romanov and all their wealth and power. He is some what dedicated to his duty to his family but would rather use his name to get into exclusive parties and other such trouble. He has a personal team of attendants that offer security as well as management of his schedule.
[OOC]: Yeesh!! Sorry this took so long, I had to painstakingly choose a FC LOL. Basically, you don't have to adhere to any rules or anything when you make your character. Also, I hope you don't mind that I made him the vampire. If you wanted the vampire character, I wouldn't mind switching !! venus
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Post by venus on Dec 19, 2018 3:57:10 GMT -5
โ THE WITCH โ
Name: Cecilia Montgomery Nickname: Cecil to close friends. FC: Unknown; image source Other: Pinterest Board | OC Playlist
Gender: Female Pronouns: She/Her Age: Appears 23, around 100+ but kind of stopped keeping track.
Species: Witch Powers/Abilities:
- Technical Immortality: Cecilia continues to live, but her outer appearance does not change as she ages. Due to the hereditary traits passed from her witch mother, she lives on with technical immortality. Certainly hard to kill, but not impossible. She has the potential to die under certain circumstances. Burning, for instance.
- Telekinesis: The ability to move things with her mind with little effort, as well as some minor pyrokinesis.
- Clairvoyance: Any item Cecilia comes into physical contact with, she is able to "know" the history of said item. Whether its origins, where it has been, how it was created. Inanimate objects are easy pickings for her, but touching living creatures paints a much more complex picture in her mind's eye, and such information is more complex and difficult to process. It is something more or less under control now, but Cecilia is often seen almost completely covered up. Long sleeve turtlenecks, long skirts or pants, even gloves.
Height: 170cm (5 ft 9) Eyes: Grey Hair: Long and black
History: Born from a witch present at the 1692 Salem Witch Trials, Cecilia has very ancient, very powerful magic running through her blood. She is able to perform witchcraft, and hone her abilities that she channels through the study of spellbooks, ancient texts and grimoires: Wherein magic means being able to create, cause and bring about events unexplained or inconceivable for human science and comprehension, whether because science cannot explain them yet, or because they are impossible in our plane of existence. Her magic skill is a physical muscle that her human body can sometimes struggle to flex, and as of now, significant spells and potions require a considerable amount of research, preparation, energy, and take a toll on her body. Cecilia is constantly pushing the limits of her magic to go bigger, better and more powerful, and she is far too prideful to have a sense of self-preservation that warns her she could easily die if she pushed her three-dimensional body into the creation of multi-dimensional events too hard. As it is, the interdimensional manipulation witchcraft calls for is taxing, and depending on the spell it โsucks upโ her physical, mental and emotional energy. Pushing harder will physically harm her, try to bend her three-dimensional body into more planes, and eventually kill her.
Her talent for magical affinities has landed her working directly under House Romanov, attending to Alexei and his needs. While it is not her favorite situation so far, Cecilia is diligent in managing schedules, doing whatever dirty work needs to be done.
๐ป๐๐๐๐๐ผ โ here she is!! cecil is a long time fav character of mine to use, i really went all out heh ^^" hopefully this is sufficient
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Post by ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐ผ โ on Dec 19, 2018 6:32:04 GMT -5
venus I LOVE THIS !!! This is the best. I love her. So, did you have any idea where they should start? I was thinking she could fish him out of a club or something?
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Post by venus on Dec 19, 2018 10:34:47 GMT -5
thank you!! ;u; that sounds like a good start ! just a heads up, i will be pretty busy this week due to work and the holiday rush. hopefully i have some time to get on, but my activity might get spotty x.x
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Post by venus on Dec 19, 2018 23:07:47 GMT -5
ok actually adding onto that starter idea: big ol dance club fight & cecilia has to go fish niko outta there perhaps? :^)
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Post by ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐ผ โ on Dec 20, 2018 5:34:53 GMT -5
venus Yessss!!! I love that idea! That way we get to see Cecilia's powers~. I'll start for them.
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Post by ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐ผ โ on Dec 20, 2018 6:14:39 GMT -5
๐น๐๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ s o m e o n e g e t m e t o a c h u r c h โ The streets were still busy. The night was full of sound. The hum of cars. The patter of hundreds of feet on sidewalks that had seen better days. Rowdy shouts. Eerie howling. The day time hosted its fair share of activity but the night...the night was truly alive. And everyone knew the party didn't start until 10. And it wouldn't stop with the sun because it couldn't reach them where they were. Beneath the bustling streets of the city, was a den of absolute debauchery...So...No wonder Niko was there.
He'd turned up at that sacred hour and that had been...oh, about 6 hours ago. Most anyone sane had called it quits for the night and yet somehow the club was still packed. The entrance was on the surface, a simple door in the side of a building that opened to a long, steep staircase. The deeper someone went, the darker it got until no light was spared but the blood red glow of a few light bulbs. If you couldn't see, then you probably didn't belong there. Because this was a vampire's club and they made up the majority of the crowd now. The music was loud, some were dancing, most were huddled together in groups inside private booths. Of course, Niko had his own.
He lay slouched on a chair...absolutely drunk off faerie blood. There were a bunch of people around him. They all seemed to be have a great time. And honestly, Niko was too but he didn't know who any of them were. He was wearing sunglasses, as if it wasn't dark enough, and staring at apparently nothing...Until some girl planted herself in his lap. She threw her arms around his neck and started...blabbing. So, what was a guy to do? She asked for a kiss and Niko gave her one...Mistake number one. Most everyone knew who he was but that didn't mean they necessarily cared. Her boyfriend wasn't a fan. Wasn't a fan of seeing his girl in some dude's lap making out with him at all. Before he could even come to his senses, he was grabbed by his collar and flung across the room. He landed on a table and...everything erupted into chaos after that. Which...was the sign of a good part in his opinion.
He hadn't had a good fight in a very, very long time and he'd give one to anyone who went looking. But it wasn't just Niko in this club. Seemingly from no where, his body guards and the bouncers materialized from the shadows. The guy and all his friends jumped into the fray and at the center of it all was Niko. Someone had broken his glasses and made maters worse. He was simultaneously swinging and dodging anyone trying to corral him. Any creature that didn't want to get on the wrong end of a vampire had hightailed it out of the club. There didn't seem to be an end in sight and there wouldn't be, not until Niko called the whole thing off but...There was a reason his parents hired a set of babysitters...because they knew their son could never seem to get enough of this sort of thing.
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Post by venus on Dec 20, 2018 13:20:37 GMT -5
โฝ CECILIA MONTGOMERY โพ โ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ข ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ค๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ฌ, ๐ฌ๐จ ๐๐๐ซ๐ค๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐.โ For a woman of such talents, Cecilia was a surprising fan of uneventful evenings. A hot mug of tea, a good book, the comfortable chair in the corner of her apartment. That was all it took to make her happy; silence and solitude. A peaceful evening's ambiance is broken by a brzz, brzz of her phone on the kitchen counter. It took two minutes of calls and texts, setting off her phone's vibration, until she made a beckoning motion with her finger. It shot over to her out-turned hand, and Cecilia answered the work call with a deep set frown.
"...I'll be over shortly."
Heels click-clacked on concrete, a confident stride through back alleys and emptied out streets. With a keen eye, she could spot the scurry of creatures and humans alike, a hurried flee from whatever lied underneath. A sure tell that she was getting close. Cecilia knew his regular haunts; Niko was a predictable party animal. Another city block, a quick touch of a wall, and a flash of vision showed her Niko entering only hours before. Gotcha. Cecilia slipped behind the door, and descended into the mouth of Hell.
At least, that's what it seemed like. The deep red glow, the distant sounds of screaming and fighting, it would unnerve any regular clubgoer. But Cecilia seemed unfazed. This was a regular night of doing her job. It took much more than a little skirmish to rattle her. Long fingers slowly pulled off a pair of black leather gloves, which Cecilia tucked into her jacket pocket. A room full of angry vampires wouldn't be easy to wrangle. Soon, the witch reached the commotion, more and more partiers hustling past her, avoiding the fight. She kept to the sidelines first as she watched the fight unfold. Behind the counter, a barkeep flashed deadly fangs at her and hissed like an animal. "Witch!" Cecilia furrowed her eyebrows, and the club music continued to pound, before the drink glass in the vampire's hand exploded with a sharp pop. "Really? I don't know what you're talking about. I'm a damn delight."
The fight was escalating. Through the insanity, Cecilia could spot bits and pieces of her team, other bodyguards and unofficial babysitters of Niko, all in the brawl. No choice but to fling herself into the action, try and drag the young vampire out before it all got worse. Near her, someone flung a barstool into the fray, aiming at a bodyguard. A quick flick of her hand and the chair shot back at him, a crack of wood, and soon more yells of Witch! The witch is here! Hexes and curses burned on her tongue, contained by her teeth. One was down, but dozens were still there, a lot now focused on or running towards her. In an instance, at least three dropped, bound by an invisible spell, limbs straining and mouth clamped shut. Cecilia ducked and skirted by more fighters, quick on her feet, trying to get to the eye of the hurricane. Icy blond hair was easy to spot amidst the crowd, but hard to reach. A rough hand grabbed her arm and threw her back, but Cecilia kept steady on her feet. Quick as a blink, sharp glass forgotten on the floor shot up and out. The splash of blood made her nose curl, but it cleared the path a bit more. She was growing impatient.
"Alexei!" Cecilia had quick reflexes. Before she could reach her hand out to grab his shoulder, a rather large vampire ran towards them in full tilt bull fight stance. Her ungloved hand shot out, and the man was flung back like a sack of flour, easily thrown into the far wall, cracking the brick. Cecilia turned and wrapped her hand around Niko's arm, looking positively pissed. A bead of sweat had gathered on her brow from the effort to reach him. "Are you ready to go, or do you plan to keep partying?" Even with the riot raging around them, Cecilia's simmering rage should've been concerning.
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