Cerosene Cabot
Sexy, Naughty, B****y Succubus
To lose the one you love, that is a horror that none should ever face, right? When it happens you would give anything to have them again, if it were even possible. Well, what if it was? There is a woman who has the abilities to do this, and she will, she doesn't even charge you, but trust me when I say this. You pay for it, after all is said and done. She curses you for even wishing to disturb someone who's soul has gone into a better place. You must live forever, and I literally mean forever, knowing the mistake you made. What is worse is the thing she brings back is a soulless version of the one you love, dead both inside and out, so you don't even get to keep them for very long, then you get to watch them die all over again, not that they feel it, but you do. You feel your heart breaking not once, but twice.
I have been living for as long as I can remember and more, because honestly, after I reached passed 150 years old, being young forever and just living on and on, well it just gets old. Sure you have some moments of pleasure, but that also comes with moments of pain, and there are more moments of pain than there is of pleasure, because if you ever meet anyone, you know that you will be outliving them, friends, family, lovers, all of that, they're just dust, waiting to return to the earth, something that you yourself wish desperately that you can do, but never can.
I never thought I would meet anyone who was like me, I mean, who really would be this stupid, and the answer is, apparently not very many, or that evil little conniving witch is just picky with her prey, which I believe more than people are just too strong for the temptation to have their loved ones back without having to pay anything in return.
Then I saw him. I don't know how I knew he was like me. I just knew. But I could sense that even though he was like me, he was different, more of a monster than even I was, and I was a girl who seemed to live on and on forever, so that was saying something. He looked in my direction, right at me, with such anger that I couldn't quite understand at first. What did I do to piss him off? I just meet him, well technically I didn't even meet him, so how could I already have pissed him off. It makes no sense, none at all. I walked toward him, but he turned and walk away, pretty fast if you asked me, because I had to literally run to keep up with his walking. He turned down an alley, and I should have just stopped following him because as I turned into the alley, I was literally slammed against the walk. It felt like a truck had hit my back with how hard he had slammed me against the wall. His strength was too much for me.
"How did you know about me?", was the first thing I could register, as soon as my head stopped throbbing in pain. I looked at him, only to see bright red eyes, not at all like mine. He was the true immortal, a vampire, while I might have been cursed this way, he didn't need a curse. He was born this way, immortal, blood drinker, and at the moment, very scary, and the one who had me officially pinned against a wall. What do I do? How did I get myself into this mess? Well, I did follow him down into an alley. Now what do I do?
Hoping for this to be a romance roleplay. The roleplay is going to be 3rd person. I just write the storylines in 1st person usually.)