Into the night I flee, To join the darkness that calls to me. By the Light of the great moon. From that world that fills me with gloom. Away I run. Away I fly Though I know I will not forever hide. I seek a life meant…
Friends I am sorry. I have not been on lately accepting just checking things here and there for a few seconds due to illness. I'm still recovering, and it is hard to think because I have so much preasure on my head from congestion, but I promise I shall reply asap. I just don't want you all to think I have forgotten you.
just delete the ones you dont want Domi,thats if you want any of them at all,the second last might suit your oc since its blue themed,feel free to drop into me anytime my dear,im 6 or so hrs ahead of you so would be on in my evening but your morning ect,night Domi,nearly 6am here
Forgive me for being gone all week friends, but I've been working on a crochet blanket project I promised,. and was trying to hurry and get it done. I'm still not finnished but missed being here so forgive me if it takes time for me to reply back.
Sesshomaru, Sephiroth, Sebastian, Tykki Mykk, Elladan or maybe a handsome vampire
Who Am I...
A former vampire princess
My Story Is...
1. Don't friend or accept a friend invite unless you actually intend to answer rps. if you get bored with the ones I have let me know and make suggestions.
2. No killing my character. Hurting is different but don't kill her
3. Don't try to change my mind about what I've already set about Dominique never returning to here father unless it's in away that he can't capture her to force her to marry the one he chose, and without anyone from the kingdom getting killed even the father himself.
4.No god moding.
5. no chat room rps. They lagg me really bad. I don't like a slow pc.
6. don't be shy. Talk to me.
I was once a princess in Romania. Born the only child to vampire Queen, and King. When I was 200 I fell in love with an Elven Knight named Lysander. We became engaged when he asked my father for my hand in marriage. Father had no sooner anounced our engagement to the rest of the room when a jealous knight known as Rodarick jumped from the crowd, and slayed my beloved. Father of course had him executed on the spot, but Lysander died in my arms, and I was left broken hearted. Many years later father grew tired of waiting for me to find another to love. I didn't even want to crown any more, but he believed only men could rule a kingdom, and wanted the throne to remain in the family...so as his only child he ordered I marry my godfather so he could become king, and I could bare more heirs to the throne. I tried to protest, but he would not listen. That night I ran away. My father's men as well as his enemies still seek me to this day. Sometimes I use another identity, but father's men know me by scent. If I were to marry before they find me, and drag me back to the castle my father would have no choice but to let me live my own life. It is hard though to find love when one is on constant run from enemies.
self-Average hieght, Thin, pale porceline skin, Emerald green eyes, Purple tinted hair.
As Ebony Rose the human persona- Paper thin, sun dark skin, short brown hair, hazel eyes.
I like to wear purple a lot, but lately have started traveling as a homeless girl, so normally wear a ragged tattered dress, no shoes
A carry pouch for rosary beads, and string I, A silver dagger , A silver locket with my first loved painted image, and to mystic items, a silver snake with ruby eyes usually worn as a choker till it comes to life, and a silver spider with a ruby body, and black onyx eyes that dances, and spins webs with words.
My Secrets Are...
I adopted an orphaned boy for a time but left to keep him safe when I sensed father's men close on my trail. To an immortal with hieghted since of smell I can smell like roses, and vanilla. A good way to track me. I can fade my body into mist, and slip through any cracks. I am able to wipe out the last 15 mins of ones memory. handy for feeding without killing.
I believe there is hope for true love for any one no matter their race, and that woman should not be thought of as weak.