I'm sitting pretty in the corner of the room, cigarette in hand and a face full of bruises. His maimed with lacerations from…

Well I got this crazy idea that there should be some sort of mishap with the balance of life where things in regards of life and death begin to go backwards. All of the dead that are reborn, are reborn dead. I was thinking maybe there should be a leader or something. I know what you're thinking..."You're copying Void Zombies!", in fact I don't think I am. I also plan on mentioning this to the Admin, but for now I shall add details.

THE BEGINNING: I think there should first be a few…

Another round of red retching. Shay was in the Greenhouse, where all of her throwing up now usually occurred. Magic didn’t work in the Greenhouse, which was protected by Harry’s enchantments that made magic and spells invalid, and so Yume’s attempt to calm…

She screamed out in rage, madder than a fiery demon straight from the Void. The sky in her Greenhouse was filling with thunderous storms that sounded louder than the wail of a Siren in the ear of a sailor. The flowers had turned down their petals, as if hiding themselves from her murderous state,…

“You’re all going to die unless you fight. Unless you stand. Unless you defy your very fate! We must stand TOGETHER! Why have you long faces?! We have not fallen! We have not…

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK!” Jasper screamed out in rage. His fist flew into the trunk of a tree, causing the thing to quake and groan. He couldn’t believe he had so freely cried in front of them. That he had clung to Olivia like the world was ending and he was just a pup. He couldn’t believe that he could be living when he felt so dead. He rested his head…

Ceaseless nothing. 

A miasma of fog surrounds me. The path i wander in this world is an undefinable surface. Trudging on aimlessly, with nothing to guide my way or define the landscape, I think to myself -I haven't had this dream before-. 

Indeterminate time passes and the landscape around me changes minimally, a slight darkening of the ground, faintest hints of breeze against my skin. A snap resounds in the fog, the brittle crunch of glass. Looking down, I see that I stepped…

   



Name: Caoilainn (Kay-linn)



Relationship: single



Face claim: Agrias Oaks



Birthdate: February 7th 1167 (Province of Ulster)



Deathdate: December 12,1197 (Unknown at age 30)



Hair color: Black dyed Blonde 



Eye color: Hazel 



Symbol: The Water-Bearer. 



Element: Air. 



Personality:  Independent, Faithful, Idealistic, Selfless, Systematic, Caring,  Honest, Popular, Amiable, Creative,…

Name: Castiel Marzia Chauvelin-Blair

Relationship: Single

Faceclaim: Jessica Nigri 

Birth: March 6, 1754 >Paris, France

Death: July 4, 1793 >Boston (America) [39…

Name: Marzia Linnet.Harcourt-Adler

Relationship: -Taken 

Faceclaim: Laurentea of Deviantart

Born: December 25,1465 >Dublin, Ireland

Died: December 25,1544 (Age 79 years) >Rome, Italy

Affiliations: the Brotherhood/Later after Chauvelin's Death: strives to become a Master Assassin while taking care of her brother/son Caleb.

Personality: her downfalls are that she can be pessimistic, reckless, a wildcard,grudging, and…

     William was atop a building, one of the few that were not grounded into rubble and debris by the revolution, and around him were bottles of 'borrowed' alcohol. He was drunk, after consuming all the 35 intoxicants he finally managed to get drunk, against Drozo's wish. Now bored out of his mind, he threw the bottles high in the air and blew them to grains of dust with his powers.

     ~You sicken me~ The demon said as William stooped down to get a empty whiskey.

   …

My name is Lana Burns, and this is how I became who I am today.

70 years ago I was your average, everyday teenage girl; I wanted nothing more than to be happy, that changed very quickly.…

What is a friend exactly? I asked myself once but.. I couldn't answer my own question. I wondered what it is like to have a friend, someone to share your stories with, secrets, someone you can rely on. I wished.. one day to find such a person, someone I can share everything with, but all turned out to be different. I met The Riddler, well.. I am allowed to call him Mr. Nigma, or Nigma, but I think that Mr. Nigma…

she sits in her cold empty house he has been gone for so long she has lost count now... he left her just vanished silent tears fall from her dull grey eyes as she looks down to the ring in the palm of her hand... should she wear it?... will he ever be back?... should she move on?.... she was so lost and confused she didnt know what to do with herself. She curls up into a ball on her bed that she rarely slept in anymore his scent was long gone... she doesnt remember being like this ever in…

“Have you seen Isobel?” “She didn’t come home last night” “She was looking for clues in the Nymph Park...I think whoever’s been kidnapping people got our Isobel”

Wren’s words kept going round and around in the pregnant lycans head, sweet little Isobel had fallen victim too? Elvira blamed herself, she couldn’t help it, the last time she’d seen her Isobel was complaining of having nothing to do within the tavern and so she foolishly let the…

Hi guys my day at rolepages was fun people roleplayed with me and added me as a friend so i'm just gonna keep enjoying this site.

Pasted Skype roleplay between myself and X detailing the events that happened the night prior to me getting rid of that twisted Cyberplanner and achieving a shiny new gold ring, oh and a fiancé, apparently. Cyberplanned 'me' (a.k.a. Mr Clever) confronts X in my TARDIS. Gentle note to anyone who's not read my profile - I'm not the Doctor you see on telly.

Warning: Contains strong language, sexual themes, and some potentially upsetting material.…

[New character of mine... well she is a bit different than what I normally play ^^]

Name:  Clarabelle  Du Pont …