Vampire rp

Would it be cool to play a werewolf or such? Just want to check

Thank you so much! I'll get working in my character soon!

Hope this works))

Kindle was walking down the street in the early morning. she had her hood up in the slight cold breeze. She hissed to herself, "I hate winter..." She rubbed her hands up and down her arms before rushing into the closest store. "Why... Why does it have to be cold." She whined to herself shivering. She let out a sigh when she got into the warmth of the store and looked around. Her green eyes were darting around the store and to all the people who are here. She bit her lip when the scent of blood came through her nose, Her eyes darted towards a crying toddler who's mother was putting a bandage onto his knee, "be careful jimmy." The mother muttered before the two disappeared deeper into the store.

That sounds interesting, I’m sure Lemonpepper would be cool with that. Just gotta wait for them to get back online.  

On topic of the rp, I’m fine with a group rp.))

Sounds fantastic, I'll be waiting!))

Heather had busy sitting at the clothing aisle of the store at the moment, keeping guard of the dressing room for possible shop lifters. That being the case for his 2 hours of work that day, it being unbelievably a slow and boring. Barely anyone from what he could tell from his small station, as only a girl came in with a few shirts and pants. That being his excitement for the day at the moment- he didn't believe it would shape up any better. So in the dressing rooms he stayed, contemplating on whether watching a video on his phone would get him reprimanded for this. It wasn't like his boss to do so, unless they where caught, but it didn't seem like a risk someone would want to face. Such as himself, who was wanting to hold down this job for the money.

(Spiderlace that would be fine, and you can have the leader be your character. )

Kindle sighed and shook her head before delving deeper into the store. She walked over to the clothes section to look for a new jacket and a long sleeve shirt. She looked through the shirts and bit her lip. She grabbed four shirts and a pair of jeans to try on and walked over to the dressing room. She walked up to Heather and said, "can i try these on please?" She asked lifting up the five items.

//I, for one, welcome you wholeheartedly Mint~!

The Aeneid Coven House doubles as tavern and 'halfway house' for rogue supernaturals who couldn't get accepted anywhere else. Being run primarily by vampires- or beings who Are primarily vampires, at least, means that it keeps to an unpredictable schedule and opens at hours odd enough that many humans don't stumble upon it. Not that the gothic-inspired manor would be easy to locate in the first place, as an intricate glamor is woven over the building to ensure only those looking would find shelter there. Every now and then, however, they'd receive an irksomely determined uninvited guest.

'It's the squirrelly ones you have to look out for.' Kostan muses, chin in hand as he leans against the bar and watches the gentle sway of their latest nuisance's ludicrously fluffy tail. He's very much tempted to touch it...He flexes gloved fingers with a pensive tilt to his head but finds his focus snapped back to an inscrutable mismatched gaze with a sharp flick of the spirit's fan.

"Mosquito," He begins in a warm tone, allowing the flutter of paper to obscure the derisive twitch of painted lips. "I grow weary of your trifling. Bring me your Primo or I will retrieve him myself."

"I think you should focus more on 'growing' period." Kostan drawls, pointedly looking down his nose at the shorter man. "And I already told you- we have no idea who killed your clanmates. No one in Aeneid would dare."

The fluffy striped tail bristles and lashes once, causing one of the barstools to nearly topple over. Kostan wrinkles his freckled nose as if to say 'really?'. "And our Primo is asleep. I'll be sure to pass on your message-"

"If not one of your own, then a patron." The spirit presses. "The scent wasn't fully vampire."

"Other half-bloods aren't exactly our responsibility, Xia- but I'll see what we can do." Kostan waves an airy hand, well-aware of the fact that only childhood familiarity is keeping him alive at this moment. He takes care not to push it, but sometimes he can't help riling up his old friend. "Mosquito's honor~" He chirps, holding up his left hand and placing it over his...heart. Area.

"I will hold you to that...insect." Xia narrows his eyes, a quiet threat. Then he sweeps out of the building with a rustle of silk, lengthy tail and ears fading from view between one breath and the next. As soon as the shifter spirit is out of sight, Kostan slumps onto the bar with a sigh. Primo is not going to appreciate waking up to the threat of a war. They've just barely entered the decade! Why can't anyone chill and appreciate it for a bit?!

(Room for anotha one

Percival Larkton Regimald
| 348 years | Vampire | Drawing and Fine Arts Professor | Male |

Physical Description ;;
He has short, sandy blond hair cut to just above his ears. He's about 5'7 with long legs. He often stand hunches his shoulders and keeps his gaze a little low, hands behind his back. He likes to wear loss fitting cloths and shoes that fit loosely around his feet. He has light hazel eyes and long, slender fingers. He's about normal weight, maybe looking a little under weight in the wrong lighting, but that just because he lacks muscle. Has a slight trouble with doors and organization skills are not his strong suit. Looks to be in his mid-twenties.

Personality Description;;
Highly protective of the ones he cares about, but unwilling to risk himself or others if he can't see a clear way of protecting someone. For example, he might hesitate if he would get injured even if he did mange to rescue the person in danger. Besides that, he is civil to others and will try not to look bored out of his mind at every turn, even if he is. Likes to travel.

Background + Other Description;;
Comes from Germany in the 1800s, as far as anyone will guess. He neither confirms nor denies this guess. He knows four different languages, including German, French, English, and Spanish. He will slip into German when angry (which is rarely) and any art that students were working on better be removed from the room fast.

Everyone is set to RP. C: I will be making another character or two here shortly.))

mintedstar/fur so far Kindle just walked into the store where heather worked and that's, and that it is raining and really cold. ))

Misty You are more than welcome. Come join in on the start of some fun. C: You can put up a form like all the others or just describe your character as you go. I am in the middle of writing two more. So if i don't respond i am working on those or i am driving.))