Name: Sanity
Age:18
Costume:Is wearing black knee high boots, black and white striped high thigh stockings, a classy black dress, a black and white stripped tophat with a black rose on the side, (She might not be wearing it all the time.) long black lacey arm sleeves, she has semi long semi short blond hair with black strips, one baby blue eye, one bright jade colored eye. She has almost pure white skin, but not unrealistic. She normally wears dark eyeliner and depending on what she is wearing is the color of her eyeshadadow. She is wearing a feathered looking mini mask that only covers her left eye and that half of her face. If you need help with what it looks like go to youtube.com and type in Nightmare, watch the video that is called The World, one of the band members is wearing something like it...He is the guitarist I think....one of them at least.
Race:Vampire
Bio:She has no family at all, they were all killed by lycans. She can't remember who made her or why. She has flashbacks and slight dreams, or nightmares about what she does remember. She is currently searching for who made her, all she can remember is that it was a male that created her. She remembers his scent, his beauty, and will do everything she can to find the answers to her past.
Well let's start now shall we!
Sanity sat at the end of the hall, watching them as they all danced away hand in hand. How she loathed but envied those that could do it. She didn't know how to dance. Beside that point, she had no one to dance with. She knew hanging around with a bunch of humans was no way to end her night. But she had nothing better to do. It wasn't like she could find HIM today, as she had failed so many times before. She searched all of the sandy shores and not once did she cross his scent. She slouched in the maroon colored chair, it's velvet felt smooth on her skin, and slid into it's back, trying to comfort herself. She let out a deep sigh and glanced at the magnificent grandfather clock sitting alongside the decorated walls of the room. It was big, about as big a school's football field. It was a great size, It gave room to many dancers. She couldn't believe she had decided to come, when she knew how much of a bore it would be to her. She remembered her old friend Darius. He was so wonderful. His long black hair, he always wore a top hat dressed in a fine black suit and tie. He always told her she needed to get out more. To have fun even when no one else was. But that was a long time ago. When he was still alive...She threw the memory of him away at the moment knowing it would make her eyes start to water, so she concentrated on her surroundings. The decore, the many lights casting rays on the dancefloor, and the chrystal chandalier hanging above them. It was so clear, it looked like ice. She suddenly got a cold chill and wrapped her arms around her, digging herself deeper in the chair, watching them all dance agian. She knew then.....they were here. The vampires. Some more of them had arrived. "So they thought they could brave showing themselves in front of all these humans too huh?" she asked herself silently. "Let's see how far they get." She whispered and searched for them endlessely through the crowds with her eyes, until spotting a group of 3 completely motionless but standing and chatting in the back corner of the grand hall. She smiled to herself, and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, she inhaled their scent, permanatley subscribing it in her memory. "I'll come for you soon enough, I might as well let you have your night, besides...none of you are him." She whispered, knowing they would hear anyways. She sighed deeply and caught glimps of a brownish, red colored book laying on the table besider her. She took one lat look around the hall suspiciously, and then picked it up, and hid it away in a small bag she carried. Then she curled up into the depth of the chair, and continued to watch the dancers.
Age:18
Costume:Is wearing black knee high boots, black and white striped high thigh stockings, a classy black dress, a black and white stripped tophat with a black rose on the side, (She might not be wearing it all the time.) long black lacey arm sleeves, she has semi long semi short blond hair with black strips, one baby blue eye, one bright jade colored eye. She has almost pure white skin, but not unrealistic. She normally wears dark eyeliner and depending on what she is wearing is the color of her eyeshadadow. She is wearing a feathered looking mini mask that only covers her left eye and that half of her face. If you need help with what it looks like go to youtube.com and type in Nightmare, watch the video that is called The World, one of the band members is wearing something like it...He is the guitarist I think....one of them at least.
Race:Vampire
Bio:She has no family at all, they were all killed by lycans. She can't remember who made her or why. She has flashbacks and slight dreams, or nightmares about what she does remember. She is currently searching for who made her, all she can remember is that it was a male that created her. She remembers his scent, his beauty, and will do everything she can to find the answers to her past.
Well let's start now shall we!
Sanity sat at the end of the hall, watching them as they all danced away hand in hand. How she loathed but envied those that could do it. She didn't know how to dance. Beside that point, she had no one to dance with. She knew hanging around with a bunch of humans was no way to end her night. But she had nothing better to do. It wasn't like she could find HIM today, as she had failed so many times before. She searched all of the sandy shores and not once did she cross his scent. She slouched in the maroon colored chair, it's velvet felt smooth on her skin, and slid into it's back, trying to comfort herself. She let out a deep sigh and glanced at the magnificent grandfather clock sitting alongside the decorated walls of the room. It was big, about as big a school's football field. It was a great size, It gave room to many dancers. She couldn't believe she had decided to come, when she knew how much of a bore it would be to her. She remembered her old friend Darius. He was so wonderful. His long black hair, he always wore a top hat dressed in a fine black suit and tie. He always told her she needed to get out more. To have fun even when no one else was. But that was a long time ago. When he was still alive...She threw the memory of him away at the moment knowing it would make her eyes start to water, so she concentrated on her surroundings. The decore, the many lights casting rays on the dancefloor, and the chrystal chandalier hanging above them. It was so clear, it looked like ice. She suddenly got a cold chill and wrapped her arms around her, digging herself deeper in the chair, watching them all dance agian. She knew then.....they were here. The vampires. Some more of them had arrived. "So they thought they could brave showing themselves in front of all these humans too huh?" she asked herself silently. "Let's see how far they get." She whispered and searched for them endlessely through the crowds with her eyes, until spotting a group of 3 completely motionless but standing and chatting in the back corner of the grand hall. She smiled to herself, and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, she inhaled their scent, permanatley subscribing it in her memory. "I'll come for you soon enough, I might as well let you have your night, besides...none of you are him." She whispered, knowing they would hear anyways. She sighed deeply and caught glimps of a brownish, red colored book laying on the table besider her. She took one lat look around the hall suspiciously, and then picked it up, and hid it away in a small bag she carried. Then she curled up into the depth of the chair, and continued to watch the dancers.