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darling, you're in my veins.

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ο½’β €ALEKSANDERβ € ο½£
charming β€’ manipulative β€’ obsessive
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  • Aleksander Petrov is New York's most prized and scandalous blood-sucking bachelor. As the heir to his father's booming tech start-up company, he is expected to uphold a certain image. Of course, he'd rather die (again) than fuss about when his face pops up on the front of a magazine. Living in an integrated society between supernatural beings and humans, certain measures are put into place to keep vampires such as himself from wiping out the city population; namely bottled and artificial blood. Alex, being a wealthy nepo-baby, prefers his food straight from the source of a soft, warm, neck. He picks his targets carefully and deliberately, ensuring he ends up with only the most enjoyable of dinners. With as much charm as the bachelor has, it's hardly a struggle to lure in his unsuspecting victims. Now, Alex can't very well be dropping bodies every week. For this reason, he consumes ungodly amounts of alcohol and cigarette packs to quell his urges for blood. Despite his overall careless personality and appearance, the beloved vampire is a relentless neat freak and incredibly obsessive over his things (things... people... same thing)- stemming from deeply rooted trauma. But, being filleted on the face of the sun sounds like a better fate to him than therapy.

  • Alex's true form, being a shapeshifter, has a generally imposing look to him; standing at six-foot two inches with dark, brooding, eyes and hair. His skin is pale but not to an inhuman extent- he simply looks as if he rarely goes outside. His features are defined but not harsh, making him very easy on the eyes. Alex has a noticeably lean and muscular build without being overbearing. The vampire is usually wearing a mix of formal attire (unbuttoned dress shirt, slacks, dress shoes, sports coat) and a rougher grunge look (jeans, boots, graphic t-shirt, leather bomber jacket). Whatever he's wearing or how he looks, it's all very deliberate. Not a hair will be out of place unless styled specifically that way.
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Voiceclaim; Flynn Rider

Song(s); Dark Necessities, Supermassive Black Hole
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β—ˆ likes
  • alcohol
  • playing with his food
  • flirting with any breathing person
  • attention, both good and bad

β—ˆ dislikes
  • not being in control
  • being controlled
  • cheap bottled blood, yuck
  • doing nothing or resting
  • Alex was turned into a vampire when he was 20 by his father in 1833, making him an even 200 years old. His mother refused to be turned- rather dying of old age over being a 'monster.' Alex had a complicated relationship with his mother even before this, never fitting into her idea of a perfect son meant to court a successful family's daughter... Plus, he'd never been quite sure of which way he swung when it came to romance. Either way, he had seen his mother as weak- watching her slowly become a crone while he stayed in the prime of his life. Throughout the decades, he remained with his father, and despite their tumultuous relationship, they were a team. It was only with the founding of his father's company that their relationship got particularly rocky. Mr. Petrov practically kept Alex in a cage, worried about the image that the vampire usually tended to taint. In terms of relationships, Alex has never had a serious one with a man or woman. He usually had one night stands, followed by eating said one night stands for dinner. In general, there was a lot bubbling beneath the surface of NYC's infamous playboy that he hardly had the energy to unpack.

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he's candy coated misery~

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charming β€’ temperamental β€’ flirtatious
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  • Maverick Westood: his small southern town's most famous bull rider. Maverick is known throughout the sport's community as well, being offered multiple times to go big-time in the city; which he refused. To others, the most dangerous eight seconds of a rider's life are the best of Maverick's. Other than participating in as many rodeo tournaments as possible, he spends his days working on his mother's ranch. If you were to look up 'mama's boy,' his face would pop up. The little free time Maverick has is spent at the local bar, picking up country gals and guys while downing a few tall glasses of beer. Although, alcohol and a nasty temper are his biggest vices. But, only the most charming of men aren't emotionally sound~!

  • Like any good southern man, Maverick has a rugged look to him. He's usually seen sporting that signature cowboy hat, a leather jacket, and dark-wash jeans; all paired with heavy work boots. He tends to have a light stubble, occasionally growing out into a beard when he winds up being too lazy to shave. In terms of luscious locks, Maverick has light brown hair, lightened from long days in the sun. He's frequently referred to as, 'the hair,' for said luscious locks. The handsome lad is thirty-three years old and just over six feet. His voice has that signature sweet southern drawl (see extras tab for voice-claim!).
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Voiceclaim; Matthew McConaughey

Song(s); Cowboy Casanova, 5-1-5-0
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β—ˆ likes
  • his mother above all else
  • bull riding
  • his horses and the ranch
  • being a shameless flirt

β—ˆ dislikes
  • acting like his father
  • failure in any shape or form
  • seeing his mother in pain
  • bad booze
  • Maverick was born in 1991 to his mother, Melanie Westwood. He had grown up with an abusive and alcoholic father up until his mother fled to the south with him as a teen. He loathed his dad, not because of the abuse towards himself, but for hurting his mother. From the moment they decided to run, Maverick knew that he and Melanie would forever be a team. He appreciated the immense love and gentle care that she provided him, somehow brightening even his darkest years sharing a home with his father. Although, the old man was to blame for Maverick's own liquor and anger issues. He sometimes even lashed out at his mother... she didn't have to say anything, he could already tell what she was thinking: you're just like him. It was because of his uncontrollable emotions that he got into rodeo in the first place, finding comfort in the gruesome task. It allowed him to forget everything and focus on making it out alive for just those eight seconds. Maverick has been riding for fifteen years, starting as early as legally possible: eighteen. From the first moment he mounted a bucking and huffing bull to the most recent, he'd been in love.

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holding hands while the
walls come tumbling down


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ο½’β €H E R Aβ € ο½£
diligent β€’ rational β€’ unwavering
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  • As her kingdom Vrator's most prized and honed weapon, a royal assassin, Hera was trusted with only the most important of tasks. These tasks usually concerned the nation as a whole and were threats to the livelihood of its people. She had been raised since birth as a killing machine, taken in as an orphaned child discovered during a military conquest. She knew nothing other than seeing through orders. Empathy or general human emotion wasn't in her cards- and neither was failing. Hera had no patience for those with ill morals or whomever her master, His Highness, declared to be evil. She was known throughout the kingdom and beyond as the, 'angel of death,' for her ethereal looking armor... as well as a stunt she pulled at a younger age involving the execution of a priest.

  • Hera has a striking and mysterious beauty to her with noticeable long white hair and soft features. She stands at about five-foot and nine inches with a thin yet toned build. Her skin is rather un-scarred and pale for an assassin- people even mistaking her for a noblewoman at times. Hera is almost never out of her magical white and gold set of armor. Said armor, created by skilled elven blacksmiths, had the ability to change its material, disappear, and appear at the touch of a finger and will of her mind. One feature that she favored was the summoning stone set at the center of her breastplate. When touched by her, the stone called forth Akela- who was a specially bred royal wolf referred to as Lykos. If forced to remove her armor, Hera opted for simple leather pants and a tunic. Although, most times she was without her armor, His Highness dressed her in intricate, rather uncomfortable, ball gowns.
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Voiceclaim; Cass (green hair)

Song(s); Let The Light In, Ultraviolence, Everybody Wants To Rule The World (Lorde)
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β—ˆ likes
  • Akela
  • orders and predetermined decisions
  • training with her free time
  • literature and learning

β—ˆ dislikes
  • things she cant control; disarray in general
  • those who abuse their power
  • disobeying her king
  • dealing with people and their emotions
  • Hera was born in Halaren, a busting trade and merchant district. She was taken in by Vrator's military at the very first invasion of the city- where the new and current king claimed it as royal grounds in addition to Vrator. Most settlements had some small influence by the monarchy evident; in Halaren's case, royal guards donned armor similar to Hera's stood along the streets, attempting to control the onslaught of thievery when the sun set. For a time, Hera was kept secret by the general before eventually being brought before the young king. Despite most other's expectations, he took her in willingly, only requiring she be trained as a soldier like those who rescued her. She earned Akela after her first successful mission. The girl and wolf had a rocky start but eventually bonded with each other. Hera had been forever indebted to her kingdom, regardless if she was truly from it, from that point on. She was willing to do anything His Highness ordered and found herself losing her own will around the man. She knew not his name- all that mattered was that he cared for her. Even when she returned to the castle covered in filth and blood, carrying the head of a dead man, the king cared for her. What was the point of free will if no one cared for her? At least this way, she wasn't alone.

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1.) 𝑴𝒂𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓; Captain of the seas
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2.) π‘¨π’Žπ’ƒπ’“π’π’”π’† 𝑴𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏; Captain of the seas 2.0
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3.) π‘·π’“π’Šπ’Žπ’“π’π’”π’† π‘ͺπ’‚π’“π’“π’Šπ’π’ˆπ’•π’π’; Duchess of Westburgh
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4.) π‘©π’†π’‚π’•π’“π’Šπ’™ 𝑾𝒐𝒍𝒇𝒆; Western series 2.0
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let the sky fall, when it crumbles...

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ο½’β €C O R V I Nβ € ο½£
controlling β€’ rigid β€’ rational
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  • Corvin Thorne serves as the crown prince of the mountain kingdom Onyx. The Thorne line consisted of pure-blooded reapers of death. They possess the power of necromancy, building ghostly armies from the fallen, along with a few other powerful abilities of which most only bore one: wielding shadows, lucid visions of the future, and visual tricks. All of which Corvin held. He was set to gain the throne upon an arranged marriage to a neighboring kingdom. He had already practically ruled the entirety of Onyx due to his father's failing health- which he seemed to pay no care to. The reaper commanded his nation with an iron fist, setting a strict hierarchy into place and scattering undead guards amongst the streets. Despite his seemingly intense style of rule, the people respected him. They saw him as a strong leader and greatly attributed the kingdom's military might to Corvin. He had led many a battle, not shying away from the idea of war and destruction. He relished in the idea of control, furthermore in the idea that his control could last centuries given a reapers extended life span. Even then, when his kind died, they didn't really die. It wasn't like the dead couldn't simply be summoned as ghosts or undead shells of their past selves. He hardly participates in most forms of self-indulgence... well, that was a lie. He didn't mind wooing a few men and women here and there (frequently)- but otherwise, he was relatively free of mortal desires. That wasn't to say that Corvin was free of vices, because he certainly wasn't. He was rather aggressive and tended to lash out both physically and verbally. On top of that, he was both overly controlling and a perfectionist. He expected the best from everyone and everything around him, losing his shit if he received anything less. A lovely lad, overall!
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  • Although Corvin bears a handsome face, he has a frightening air to him. He stands at six feet and two inches, towering over most. He has pitch-black, handsomely messy, hair and a permanently emotionless countenance. In terms of his face; he is clearly young- being around twenty and nine in age. His dark, practically black eyes, seem to see through a person into the deepest depth of their horrible soul. The reaper is usually seen wearing dark clothes, detailed with gold or an otherwise eye-catching embroidery. And, due to the cold environment of Onyx, heavy fur clothes were a must. On his body, Corvin had one tattoo on his muscular back that portrayed a bird in flight accompanied by geometric dark magic symbols. He also had another set of tattoos; a crow on each shoulder- spilling onto a similarly muscular chest. Along with the ink, numerous brutal scars snaked down his body from wars since won. When in public, Corvin donned an intricate, gem covered, crown. The crown was typically attached to a dark veil which covered his features. For this reason, not many had seen his face. Although, he didn't go out of the way to keep it hidden, either.
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Voiceclaim; Lucifer

Song(s); Everlong, Meddle About, Skyfall
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β—ˆ likes
  • order
  • material wealth
  • isolation
  • busy-work

β—ˆ dislikes
  • chaos
  • disobedience
  • communication
  • laziness
  • Corvin was born to Mary and Elijah Thorne. The queen, Mary, had died early on in his life when he was around fifteen. It didn't impact him much as he was rather used to the idea of death... considering his race as a reaper. He grew up in the tall, dark, and spiraling castle towers atop the mountain of Onyx. From an early age, Corvin learned to be independent. He figured that no one would be able to do anything the way he wanted, taking up the responsibility for himself. The prince didn't trouble himself with trivial matters like companionship, booze, or parties. He was utterly and entirely focused on the betterment of his kingdom. Corvin first led a battle at the age of eighteen. With his profound use of battle tactics and pure strength, the army of death completely destroyed their opponent. From that point on, Onyx recognized Corvin as a real leader. His father wasn't a terrible ruler, not in the slightest. But the prince felt him to be soft. Weak. So, when his father fell ill with age and years of constant work, Corvin seized the opportunity to gain control of the kingdom. In a last ditch effort to tether him, Elijah requested the organization of a marriage between he and the prince of a neighboring kingdom in order to lawfully have the throne.

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whatever lola wants, lola gets

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ο½’β €L O L Aβ € ο½£
elegant β€’ captivating β€’ cunning
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  • Lola Lovelace is the shining star of any room she steps foot in. Not only is her elegant and sultry beauty captivating, but so is her voice. She performs at high-end jazz clubs across 1920's New York City, frequently bombarded with offers of work elsewhere. It wasn't that she was famous, or anything, but those who frequented clubs knew of her. Lola is known for her fiery personality- having worked for a number of sleazy men, she has learned not to take shit from anyone. Women hate her out of spite and jealousy, men love her out of pure lust; and she's taken advantage of both of those things. She has frequently used her charms to close deals for clubs or other such endeavors. Lola is more than a pretty face, though. She has a deep-rooted wit and the mind of a business man. Knowledge is an important thing to her. If she's smart, no one can take advantage of her.

  • Lola stands at five feet and seven inches- although, she's usually wearing a pair of sleek heels. She has long, wavy blond hair- which is a bit outdated for the 1920's when women opted for cropped bobs. She is typically wearing elegant, form-fitting dresses that are akin to the flapper style yet much more refined. These are of course paired with a long fur coat or boa, gloves, and plenty of jewelry. Ms. Lovelace has expensive taste and that is always evident in her appearance. In terms of makeup, the singer sports an alluring smoky look to bring out the frosty blue hues in her eyes along with a more natural lip color. She is twenty-three years of age, although she appears older due to her mature, 'old-money' look.
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Voiceclaim; Daisy Buchanan

Song(s); Why Don't You Do Right, Whatever Lola Wants, Are You Gonna Be My Girl (cover)
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β—ˆ likes
  • the comfortable nature of change
  • remembering her roots
  • her family
  • music

β—ˆ dislikes
  • consistency
  • cheap clothes
  • being taken advantage of
  • not looking her best
  • Lola was born and raised in the music-filled streets of Harlem, Upper Manhattan, to her poor single mother, Marie. She grew up with barbershop quartets and the sweet brassy sounds of jazz echoing down blocks- and she's never quite been able to let that go. She has a brother, Johnny, who was never really the same after returning from service in the war. Despite his troubles, she has a close relationship with him and frequently visits or lends him money. On the topic of the world war, she made her way through it as a teen, abusing the comforting togetherness of music. Upon moving to central New York to pursue her career, she blended the jazz of her hometown and the classy feel of wall street. Lola made a name for herself through pure grit and determination. She now lives comfortably in a luxury apartment in the middle of the city, reveling in the chaotic night life. Although, nothing will ever make her forget where she came from and the mountains she had to climb to be the great Lola Lovelace.

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this animal I have become

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competitive β€’ possessive β€’ arrogant
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  • Jaden is what you imagine when someone says 'jock'- minus the less than normal fact that he's a werewolf. He's the star quarterback of his college's supernatural football team. Although, don't let his otherwise cliche look fool you; he values academics and learning as a whole. He majors in Psychology and minors in Criminal Justice, having plans to follow some sort of law field as a forensic physiologist or profiler. His studies are hardly what he's known for around campus, though. What he is known for is his playful, borderline aggravating, personality and sports abilities. Jaden is seen as something of a playboy and often has someone on his arm in public. His mannerisms seem to fit those of a dog; he always has an annoying amount of energy, he's clingy to a fault, and deep down the biggest softie out there. Of course, he's also immensely competitive and 'territorial,' if you will.

  • Jaden stands at six feet and two inches, making him tower over most people he meets. His hair is a soft, dusty blonde color that falls in neatly mussed, slight waves. His eyes are a light brown, almost amber color- although, they're much more prominent yellow in his wolf form. His build is something that he prizes and works to maintain regularly. Said build is muscular, leaning toward the slimmer side. Most of his werewolf counterparts are rather hairy, a trait he despises. He keeps his face and body as a whole clean shaven and doesn't mind the effort that requires. In terms of his wolf form; he has light colored fur speckled with brown that matches his hair. The wolf is large, only a bit smaller than a horse, and comparatively bigger than most of his buddies forms.
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voiceclaim; Leon Kennedy

Song(s); New Perspective, Black Sheep, Girlfriend
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β—ˆ likes
  • sports (glorified fetch)
  • his mother
  • competition
  • learning
β—ˆ dislikes
  • losing
  • disappointing his parents
  • bad food
  • feeling inferior
  • The werewolf is in his early twenties and in his junior year of college. He was born to his mother and father, both wolves like himself, Lilith and Adam. He has a plethora of younger siblings- although, he's highly favored by his parents. He grew up babysitting his brothers and sisters to please them. Deep at heart, though, he's a mama's boy. His favorite memories are the ones he'd spent with his mother as a child. Jaden's first turn came when he was twelve- much earlier than most. It was a painful experience, his bones breaking and shifting into place as fur sprung along his body. After the first few full-moons, though, the shift became much more bearable. He also discovered something that few seemed to possess: the ability to shift at will. He was raised under the idea that despite his supernatural presence, he was expected to be successful in life regardless. With that, though, came the pressure of performing in every aspect of his life- hence why sports, academics, and everything in-between was so important to Jaden.

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