All had started with the first sin, the day god punished humans for their greed, for being power-hungry. He cursed the first humans he’d created, those who wronged him by dismissing his number one rule. He changed Adam into a merciless and violent creature, Lilith, the disobedient first wife of Adam, into a monstrous, blood-sucking immortal and lastly Eve into the protector of this earth, making her untouchable and yet cursed to obey god forever. The original three were considered the disgrace of humankind and released hell on earth – to this day nothing had changed, except the numbers of creatures roaming this earth. Through their alliance and wars human beings suffered for centuries and from it arose different creatures, species of death, despair, lust, greed and violence.
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Eve was tailored to be the good wife. Created of bone and marrow to serve under the tight reins that Adam created. And those reins were tight; he was the definition and aesthetic of control, he was confident, especially being the most favorited creation that God himself eluded. Eve valued him as if his skin was formed of gold and heart of rubies. The second Eve’s eyes had laid upon him she instantly fell captive to love, cherishing her husband like no other and hastily picked up the pieces that Lilith had left behind. She was carved from Adam’s marrow, boiled into Eden with an innocent mind and gracious heart. And oh, how she loved Adam and their children. The life she lead was pure, virtuous, and lively. But soon the toils of human nature struck, curiosity delving deep within the subtle roots hidden under fine ivory flesh. Eve was tired of following rules, tired of being at the beck and call of Adam’s every whim, and in that moment of explicit rambunctious action, Eve and her tempestuous ways ate off of the forbidden fruit and proves her gluttonous. There was a slight trial before the fair maiden was expelled from Eden and caste off to Earth with nothing but magic brewing within her veins.
Upon awaking, Eve soon felt a roaring fire of hatred blooming within, every memory and through flooding to he everlasting conscience, relearning her past and feeling everything on a deeper scale, it was as if her humanity had intensified after everything she had gone through. It was infuriating, especially after everything that she had done for Adam. The way he pointed fingers towards her, was sickening. Revenge was such a silly concept, but Eve wanted Adam to be destroyed. She vowed that she was going to be the one to do it too. She was going to need help, especially if she wanted to get anywhere anytime soon. It wasn’t long before Eve found that she wasn’t alone. A group of Earth’s inhabitants surrounded her, and eminated their warmth over her bare body.
Eve learned the power of persuasion. She gained affinity with her followers by detailing their every wish and desire.She used her nearly profound powers to grant them small tokens of affection just to keep them at bay. The control was within her grasp. She finally felt everything that had ever been on option in Eden. And with her new power, the Empress of Magic started to profit from her abilities; gaining wealth and information from the sheep of the lands, bringing happiness to those who bargained for it. However, Eve soon learned that her powers aren’t always as faithful as she presumed. With every spell she cast there’s always room for more than just positive consequences, but negative ones as well. Humans began to fear her and her ways of magic, calling a court to have the woman hanged for her devious crimes. The followers she held near and dear came to her rescue on the brink of her death, and she ran to solitude.
Centuries pass, and an uproar of legends and stories are told through the grapevine of a man that shifts into a horrid beast. A monster that looks much of a wolf but his actions prove he’s stronger, faster, and the ultimate winner of brawls. This man holds an alpha status; and is said to be named Adam. Upon hearing these rumors, and digging up any information the witch could bother to bear, it was under her speculation that the wolf was her Adam, the man who single-handedly destroyed her entire existence. The minx traveled through land and sea, traveling throughout the continents to obtain any and as much information that she possibly could find on him. Once Columbus founded the great land of America, the witch decided to make that her home, finding all the necessities to build her empire like non-other.
To this day Eve is continuously building, and growing. She reserves her right to be the goddess she once was. Soon everyone will know of her reign, and she will get revenge on everyone who has ever deceit-ed against her. Hopefully, just hopefully, she will gain the control she needs to revive her sons, so that she can take back what’s rightfully her’s.
HEADCANON #01: Eve is extremely fascinated with human nature. It’s something that’s always been of interest to her. You can often find her in stores or markets just observing people within the vicinity, sometimes taking notes of certain subjects, and learns how to behave around them through her rigorous studies.
HEADCANON #02: She’s been an extremely good cook since she began traveling through the different continents and countries within them. With her studies of human nature, she has learned that people love cooking and so she too found that love within herself. Soon she began to excel at her newfound culinary expertise. Within her shoppe is a bakery of sorts, where you can find an assortment of soups and fresh baked goodies made to order.
HEADCANON #03: Eve has everlasting compassion for people, and finds herself extremely torn between her greedy ambitions and helping the causes of humanity. She will stop at nothing to convey peace whilst pursuing her own ambitions in order to gain power and conquer those who have defied her in the past.
Serena Laveau came into this world loved and very much cherished, but nowadays she didn’t feel neither of those emotions about her existence. She was the daughter to Tatiana Laveau, Marie Laveau’s youngest daughter and Akhar Kafele, a man who descended from a long line of necromancers who served the Queens and Kings of Egypt years ago. It was by chance that her parents would meet as both were fleeing their countries; Tatiana running from the horrible life back in America and Akhar, running from the Hunters who so badly wanted the last of his bloodline dead. The two fell in love and settled in Cairo under different identities and eventually had a baby boy; Julien. Akhar became a farmer and Tatiana would thread silk scarves, hats, and other goods to be purchased with both of them having given up their magic use and practices. It wasn’t until Tatiana would become pregnant again would it become so hard to continue living such a peaceful existence. The magic coming from her unborn child was unyielding and Tatiana couldn’t cover it’s existence anymore. Once she reached her seventh month, Tatiana became too weak to cover the child’s presence and Hunters found the family no later than two weeks after. Akhar sacrificed himself to help his family escape and on a cargo ship to her in-laws, Tatiana gave birth to a babygirl whom she named Serena. By the time the family was found, Tatiana had perished and both children were returned to Cairo and Akhar’s parents took both Julien and Serena in.
Most of Serena’s memories began here on a farm living life with her grandparents. She never asked about her parents as it seemed to always make her grandmother sad. Julien was the only one allowed to go to school as her grandparents quickly realized that Serena’s powers would only attract attention if she were allowed out. Instead, the young girl was homeschooled and even shown small magical spells to use that her Grandfather knew would be safe. The days were slow and the nights were good and Serena had only ever experienced so much happiness in her life until she was hit with the realization of how naïve a little girl could be. She was awoken one night to her brother telling her to hide under the bed and stay there till he returned as he hurried out the window, leaving behind a scared Serena who didn’t move till her Grandmother bursted inside and commanded her to hide under the bed as well. She did so and had to watch in horrifying silence as her grandmother was executed. Hearing a sharp call outside, the Hunters had ran outside leaving Serena frozen in shock. Another cry would catch her attention and it took all her strength to get up and run to it; eventually reuniting with her brother. The two wandered aimlessly for a month before a vampire found them, specifically sent out by Marie Laveau herself to get the children and bring them to her. Taken and brought to another relative, the tables turned when Julien became the black sheep as he was ‘mortal’ and Serena became the favorite of her Grandmother, Marie’s affection.
The two would remain close until an incident made Serena snap and almost kill a boy, causing Marie to put a bind on her powers and herself. She would eventually pass away having never reconciled with Serena and leaving her coven open for the taking. Serena’s aunt, Lisette, took over and began what many called a ‘bloody age in the French Quarters’. She was ruthless and cold, even so far as driving Julien into the werewolves’ territory in the Forest and leaving him there in fate’s hands. The night Serena had planned to escape was the night Lisette had a group of her fellow followers drag Serena out of bed and down to the Coven’s meeting hall infront of everyone. There she proclaimed she would take Serena’s life and become the rightful heir and leader of their Coven. Something happened that night and yet all that is known is that she was rescued by a group of wolves and brought to New York City. With a place setup to live and a bank account ready and filled for her, Serena is only so ready for what lies next in store for herself.
HEADCANON #01: Due to her sheltered lifestyle, Serena can come off a bit naïve to the modern day language and slang we use. Because of this, Serena prefers to live off the grid and often can be found off in the woods somewhere speaking to the lost souls around her which come to her or are summoned in the form of balls of light.
HEADCANON #02: Serena’s necklace is an ancient relic passed down through generations of Laveau women. It’s her most prized and treasured possession and you will most likely never see her take it off. If one is lucky to even touch it, it’s a true sign of her trust and faith in them.
HEADCANON #03: Her curiosity and fearlessness often gets her into a little trouble. What she lacks in social skills, Serena makes up for in her love for animals and passion for cars and high-thrills like her Father.
Someone had to stay in Heaven. That was the decision they’d come to, and she was the youngest of Lucifer’s advisers, so that had been her lot to draw, and she had stood aside while those she loved most Fell. Stay. Observe. Appear to obey, hide in plain sight and do what you can to disrupt. And so Apadiel did, singing His praises and bringing music to the Heavens and waiting, until the order came from Above: Go to Earth to protect humanity. Ugh. She closed her eyes for a moment as they went, imagining that she was Falling, but she fell no further than the Earth.
Apadiel is among the first angels to land, sent to scout, to report back with plans for the coming waves of the Host. What she finds was a world in chaos, ripe for cleansing. The experiment called humanity is failing, losing ground to those beings far superior to them. And there is power to be found among them. New York City is disorienting, nature forced into a rectangle and humanity building glass towers to try to reach Heaven, all while blocking the sky. But in the shadows, there are others, and these are the ones Apadiel seeks out. The angel has never wanted power for herself, but she is attracted to it, wants to work for it, to bolster it in others, to sit at the left hand of power.
And yet, there is something compelling about humanity, and she can not help but find that they were easier to hate at a distance. Surrounded by humans and assisting the supernatural in their own attempts to keep the peace, Apadiel finds her allegiance to both Heaven and Hell questioned by those she would call allies. In a city of millions, the angel loyal to Lucifer finds that she is no longer sure who she can trust, or even what side she wants to be on.
HEADCANON #01: Apadiel is a brilliant musician. Skilled in every instrument, her favorites are voice, cello, and horn. She enjoys performing, particularly duets when available, but also shines as a solo performer. Her preferred genres are classical/opera, singer/songwriter, and - on occasion - symphonic metal.
HEADCANON #02: Apadiel has a pet cat named Fuffens. He is an enormous silver grey tabby Maine Coon who sees himself as Apadiel’s keeper with that certain sense of superiority that most cats seem to have.
HEADCANON #03: Apadiel wears a large emerald pendant on a long chain. It’s a reminder of her loyalty to Lucifer, a memento that she took great pains to hide when she stayed in Heaven.
A free spirited sort, Najwa was born to a herding family in the eighteen hundreds in the mediating line between Africa and and the Middle East. Travelers by nature, they outran any unrest and had a relatively decent life, if one dominated by the down to the wire nature of animal raising. Of course, she was hard to marry due to their nomadic lifestyle and her own untethered nature. When she reached the age of seventeen, she ran from the concept, striking out on her own in the dead of night. Unfortunately, it did not take her long to run afoul of the things that go bump in the night.
Of course, this one wore a kind face. A wandering caravan took the girl under a wing, promising to take her to the nearest city where it would be easier to earn her way into a life that did not chain her down. Of course, this was not to be. The group, headed by a woman named Zhiraj was more than a simple set of scholars and merchants. They were a vampire clan, one that had been following this path for an unfathomable amount of time. Najwa was in awe of this Zhiraj and eventually let go of the idea of reaching the city, instead clinging to this little life raft of people she thought just like her. Eventually, one of the members thought the clueless human in their midst was too curious for her own good and took upon himself to rid the group of someone who might discover the truth. He moved to drain her for dry. Najwa lost enough blood and took an astonishing amount of bite wounds, almost to be assured dead, two years after she joined. Zhiraj would not have it and cursed the girl with vampirism to save her life. Their bond was strong enough and deep enough to influence the girl and when she came to, she found herself sirebound.
This all came as a shock, both her assault and the new affliction that kept her locked into the night barring stolen moments in the sun. This was what she had fled in the first place, a chain to something she didn’t choose for herself and with the utmost sense of betrayal, she folded, assimilated into the clan under Zhiraj’s iron rule. While Najwa looked up to her, this did not make the stern woman perfect, and to keep the group safe, she demanded utter control. The vampire who turned her and Najwa herself were made to reconcile, furious and against both their wishes for very different reasons. He was absolutely assured he had done nothing wrong in his attempt to protect them against the discovery and Najwa wanted nothing to do with the man who had mauled her to the point of near death.
It was a miserable hundred years for the pair of them, and they never got other their violent enmity. Eventually, Najwa decided enough was enough. She’d been trying since the first day to slip from the iron will of her sirebound, no longer a person of awe and reverence but a hated presence that crushed any free will from her when she disagreed and tried to regain her independance. One day, when she was old enough to withstand the time in the sun it would require of her, Najwa fled, hiding her face beneath her crimson hijab and a robe that would do its best to shield her from the sun.
She ran far enough and fast enough that she slipped from Zhiraj’s knowledge and has since crossed over to America and its range from her homeland. She has been running ever since, both from Zhiraj and her own fear of a lack of freedom and choice. Soon, this took her to New York, where she found a witch to wipe the sirebound bond from her soul. Thus reassured, she was able to settle, taking a job in one of the many stables around the city. Her light frame and eternal youth let her compete with an impeccable form, and she is one of the better jockeys in the racehorse circuit. She also practices dressage in her own time and has a horse by the name of God’s Whisper, a stunning Akhal Teke that she competes with upon occasion.
HEADCANON #01: Najwa lives in a tiny apartment, and there’s not much she has to her name, but a ridiculous number of books on every subject pile through her apartment, any money she had spent on floor to ceiling bookshelves.
HEADCANON #02: Najwa, despite her tiny, skinny frame, is actually very much into running, and is an early morning jogger.
HEADCANON #03: She loves the beach and hates the water. Total sunbather.
YOU’VE BEEN ACCEPTED FOR THE ROLE OF SERENA ISIS MARIE LAVEAU ( Kat Graham FC )
Note from Admin Sofia: I absolutely loved the story you’ve established for Serena! Its unique and twisted story really helps in establishing her in a city as cruel as New York City! Her tragedy and family will serve as a catalyst and I’m so excited to have Serena with us!
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OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
♟ NAME/ALIAS, PRONOUNS & AGE ♟
Name: Jaz
Pronouns; She/Her
Age; 24
♟ TRIGGERS ♟
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♟ ACTIVITY & TIMEZONE ♟
Seven; I work as a teacher and occasionally I babysit after work. I will be more active on Weekends
♟ EXPERIENCE ♟
I’ve been roleplaying for… seven years? I took a break so I could finish up my degree and all that but I’m ready to jump back in
Other RP Accounts:
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IN CHARACTER INFORMATION
♟ NAME♟
First - Middle - Last name
Serena Isis Marie Laveau
♟ SPECIES ♟
Witch
♟ AGE ♟
Age; 21
♟ FACECLAIM ♟
Kat Graham
Zoe Kravitz
♟ OCCUPATION ♟
Occupation: Zoologists
Sidenote: If she could also be a ballet dancer that’d be great!
Allegiance: Sanguinista
♟ BIOGRAPHY ♟
Serena Laveau came into this world loved and very much cherished, but nowadays she didn’t feel neither of those emotions about her existence. She was the daughter to Tatiana Laveau, Marie Laveau’s youngest daughter and Akhar Kafele, a man who descended from a long line of necromancers who served the Queens and Kings of Egypt years ago. It was by chance that her parents would meet as both were fleeing their countries; Tatiana running from the horrible life back in America and Akhar, running from the Hunters who so badly wanted the last of his bloodline dead. The two fell in love and settled in Cairo under different identities and eventually had a baby boy; Julien. Akhar became a farmer and Tatiana would thread silk scarves, hats, and other goods to be purchased with both of them having given up their magic use and practices. It wasn’t until Tatiana would become pregnant again would it become so hard to continue living such a peaceful existence. The magic coming from her unborn child was unyielding and Tatiana couldn’t cover it’s existence anymore. Once she reached her seventh month, Tatiana became too weak to cover the child’s presence and Hunters found the family no later than two weeks after. Akhar sacrificed himself to help his family escape and on a cargo ship to her in-laws, Tatiana gave birth to a babygirl whom she named Serena. By the time the family was found, Tatiana had perished and both children were returned to Cairo and Akhar’s parents took both Julien and Serena in.
Most of Serena’s memories began here on a farm living life with her grandparents. She never asked about her parents as it seemed to always make her grandmother sad. Julien was the only one allowed to go to school as her grandparents quickly realized that Serena’s powers would only attract attention if she were allowed out. Instead, the young girl was homeschooled and even shown small magical spells to use that her Grandfather knew would be safe. The days were slow and the nights were good and Serena had only ever experienced so much happiness in her life until she was hit with the realization of how naïve a little girl could be. She was awoken one night to her brother telling her to hide under the bed and stay there till he returned as he hurried out the window, leaving behind a scared Serena who didn’t move till her Grandmother bursted inside and commanded her to hide under the bed as well. She did so and had to watch in horrifying silence as her grandmother was executed. Hearing a sharp call outside, the Hunters had ran outside leaving Serena frozen in shock. Another cry would catch her attention and it took all her strength to get up and run to it; eventually reuniting with her brother. The two wandered aimlessly for a month before a vampire found them, specifically sent out by Marie Laveau herself to get the children and bring them to her. Taken and brought to another relative, the tables turned when Julien became the black sheep as he was ‘mortal’ and Serena became the favorite of her Grandmother, Marie’s affection.
The two would remain close until an incident made Serena snap and almost kill a boy, causing Marie to put a bind on her powers and herself. She would eventually pass away having never reconciled with Serena and leaving her coven open for the taking. Serena’s aunt, Lisette, took over and began what many called a ‘bloody age in the French Quarters’. She was ruthless and cold, even so far as driving Julien into the werewolves’ territory in the Forest and leaving him there in fate’s hands. The night Serena had planned to escape was the night Lisette had a group of her fellow followers drag Serena out of bed and down to the Coven’s meeting hall infront of everyone. There she proclaimed she would take Serena’s life and become the rightful heir and leader of their Coven. Something happened that night and yet all that is known is that she was rescued by a group of wolves and brought to New York City. With a place setup to live and a bank account ready and filled for her, Serena is only so ready for what lies next in store for herself.
♟ HEADCANONS ♟
Due to her sheltered lifestyle, Serena can come off a bit naïve to the modern day language and slang we use. Because of this, Serena prefers to live off the grid and often can be found off in the woods somewhere speaking to the lost souls around her which come to her or are summoned in the form of balls of light.
Serena’s necklace is an ancient relic passed down through generations of Laveau women. It’s her most prized and treasured possession and you will most likely never see her take it off. If one is lucky to even touch it, it’s a true sign of her trust and faith in them.
Her curiosity and fearlessness often gets her into a little trouble. What she lacks in social skills, Serena makes up for in her love for animals and passion for cars and high-thrills like her Father.
♟ CHARACTERISTICS ♟
Positive; Humble, Versatile, Loyal
Negative; Hot-Tempered, Stubborn, Sarcastic
♟ EXTRAS ♟
None.
♟ ANYTHING ELSE?♟
This looks like an amazing roleplay blog and I’d be so happy to get back into it and start fresh with you guys!
YOU’VE BEEN ACCEPTED FOR THE ROLE OF AJWA DARZI ( Adoa Aboah FC )
Note from Admin Sofia: I absolutely adored her story of seeking freedom and the sacrifice she had to take into account after leaving everything behind. Your faceclaim has been granted and I hope you’ll get to roleplay her just the way you want her to be!
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OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
♟ NAME/ALIAS, PRONOUNS & AGE ♟
Call me Atha! They/them or She/her. I’m 22!
♟ TRIGGERS ♟
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♟ ACTIVITY & TIMEZONE ♟
5-7/10 While I have a day job that’s pretty draining, I have a lot of time to myself in the evenings.
♟ EXPERIENCE ♟
It’s been seven years now, both on tumblr and forums.
IN CHARACTER INFORMATION
♟ NAME♟
Najwa Darzi (No middle name)
♟ SPECIES ♟
Vampire
♟ AGE ♟
19/152
♟ FACECLAIM ♟
Adoa Aboah (preferred)
Yaya DaCosta
♟ OCCUPATION ♟
Horse Jockey and Trainer. Sanguinista
♟ BIOGRAPHY ♟
A free spirited sort, Najwa was born to a herding family in the eighteen hundreds in the mediating line between Africa and and the Middle East. Travelers by nature, they outran any unrest and had a relatively decent life, if one dominated by the down to the wire nature of animal raising. Of course, she was hard to marry due to their nomadic lifestyle and her own untethered nature. When she reached the age of seventeen, she ran from the concept, striking out on her own in the dead of night. Unfortunately, it did not take her long to run afoul of the things that go bump in the night.
Of course, this one wore a kind face. A wandering caravan took the girl under a wing, promising to take her to the nearest city where it would be easier to earn her way into a life that did not chain her down. Of course, this was not to be. The group, headed by a woman named Zhiraj was more than a simple set of scholars and merchants. They were a vampire clan, one that had been following this path for an unfathomable amount of time. Najwa was in awe of this Zhiraj and eventually let go of the idea of reaching the city, instead clinging to this little life raft of people she thought just like her. Eventually, one of the members thought the clueless human in their midst was too curious for her own good and took upon himself to rid the group of someone who might discover the truth. He moved to drain her for dry. Najwa lost enough blood and took an astonishing amount of bite wounds, almost to be assured dead, two years after she joined. Zhiraj would not have it and cursed the girl with vampirism to save her life. Their bond was strong enough and deep enough to influence the girl and when she came to, she found herself sirebound.
This all came as a shock, both her assault and the new affliction that kept her locked into the night barring stolen moments in the sun. This was what she had fled in the first place, a chain to something she didn’t choose for herself and with the utmost sense of betrayal, she folded, assimilated into the clan under Zhiraj’s iron rule. While Najwa looked up to her, this did not make the stern woman perfect, and to keep the group safe, she demanded utter control. The vampire who turned her and Najwa herself were made to reconcile, furious and against both their wishes for very different reasons. He was absolutely assured he had done nothing wrong in his attempt to protect them against the discovery and Najwa wanted nothing to do with the man who had mauled her to the point of near death.
It was a miserable hundred years for the pair of them, and they never got other their violent enmity. Eventually, Najwa decided enough was enough. She’d been trying since the first day to slip from the iron will of her sirebound, no longer a person of awe and reverence but a hated presence that crushed any free will from her when she disagreed and tried to regain her independance. One day, when she was old enough to withstand the time in the sun it would require of her, Najwa fled, hiding her face beneath her crimson hijab and a robe that would do its best to shield her from the sun.
She ran far enough and fast enough that she slipped from Zhiraj’s knowledge and has since crossed over to America and its range from her homeland. She has been running ever since, both from Zhiraj and her own fear of a lack of freedom and choice. Soon, this took her to New York, where she found a witch to wipe the sirebound bond from her soul. Thus reassured, she was able to settle, taking a job in one of the many stables around the city. Her light frame and eternal youth let her compete with an impeccable form, and she is one of the better jockeys in the racehorse circuit. She also practices dressage in her own time and has a horse by the name of God’s Whisper, a stunning Akhal Teke that she competes with upon occasion.
♟ HEADCANONS ♟
Loves: Horses, the sun, pomengranates, incense, hookah, libraries.
Hates: People ordering her around, responsibility, water deeper than a puddle.
Najwa lives in a tiny apartment, and there’s not much she has to her name, but a ridiculous number of books on every subject pile through her apartment, any money she had spent on floor to ceiling bookshelves.
Najwa, despite her tiny, skinny frame, is actually very much into running, and is an early morning jogger.
She loves the beach and hates the water. Total sunbather.
If an exception could be made for Adwoa Aboah as her faceclaim, I would be grateful. I’d prefer to have someone from the region Najwa is from instead of someone who merely fits the look. But I won’t be upset if you stick to the rules, as I know you specified actors only.
YOU’VE BEEN ACCEPTED FOR THE ROLE OF APADIEL ( Natalie Dormer FC )
Note from Admin Sofia: The twisted, torn angel Apadiel -- the thought of having an angel with one foot in heaven and one in hell really fits into the whole idea of what New York City has to offer, about how the city’s a beacon for every supernatural creature on earth and a tained ground to walk on, even for angels. I’m so excited to see her in action! Your job idea will also be granted!
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OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
♟ NAME/ALIAS, PRONOUNS & AGE ♟
Erin, she/her, 34
♟ TRIGGERS ♟
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♟ ACTIVITY & TIMEZONE ♟
Timezone is GMT+1. I aim for 7-8, but I’ve been on hiatus for a while and it might take a week or two for me to get up to speed again. Then, with work, it’s possible that it could be a 4, so to speak. I would be more comfortable with a 7 day activity check instead of 5, but 5 is the rules and I want to do my best.
♟ EXPERIENCE ♟
I’ve been rping for over 3 years now. Links to other rp blogs:
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IN CHARACTER INFORMATION
♟ NAME♟
Apadiel - name means “in the presence of God”
♟ SPECIES ♟
Angel
♟ AGE ♟
13 billion years (slightly less than the age of the universe), appears to be in her late 20′s
♟ FACECLAIM ♟
1. Natalie Dormer
2. Elisabeth Harnois
♟ OCCUPATION ♟
Occupation: Singer at Pandemonium (obviously this is flexible if admin Sofia isn’t interested, but it’s something I feel would really fit with her character that I would love to try)
Allegiance: Hellish Army/Sanguinistas
♟ BIOGRAPHY ♟
Someone had to stay in Heaven. That was the decision they’d come to, and she was the youngest of Lucifer’s advisers, so that had been her lot to draw, and she had stood aside while those she loved most Fell. Stay. Observe. Appear to obey, hide in plain sight and do what you can to disrupt. And so Apadiel did, singing His praises and bringing music to the Heavens and waiting, until the order came from Above: Go to Earth to protect humanity. Ugh. She closed her eyes for a moment as they went, imagining that she was Falling, but she fell no further than the Earth.
Apadiel is among the first angels to land, sent to scout, to report back with plans for the coming waves of the Host. What she finds was a world in chaos, ripe for cleansing. The experiment called humanity is failing, losing ground to those beings far superior to them. And there is power to be found among them. New York City is disorienting, nature forced into a rectangle and humanity building glass towers to try to reach Heaven, all while blocking the sky. But in the shadows, there are others, and these are the ones Apadiel seeks out. The angel has never wanted power for herself, but she is attracted to it, wants to work for it, to bolster it in others, to sit at the left hand of power.
And yet, there is something compelling about humanity, and she can not help but find that they were easier to hate at a distance. Surrounded by humans and assisting the supernatural in their own attempts to keep the peace, Apadiel finds her allegiance to both Heaven and Hell questioned by those she would call allies. In a city of millions, the angel loyal to Lucifer finds that she is no longer sure who she can trust, or even what side she wants to be on.
♟ HEADCANONS ♟
HC 1: Apadiel is a brilliant musician. Skilled in every instrument, her favorites are voice, cello, and horn. She enjoys performing, particularly duets when available, but also shines as a solo performer. Her preferred genres are classical/opera, singer/songwriter, and - on occasion - symphonic metal.
HC 2: Apadiel has a pet cat named Fuffens. He is an enormous silver grey tabby Maine Coon who sees himself as Apadiel’s keeper with that certain sense of superiority that most cats seem to have.
HC 3: Apadiel wears a large emerald pendant on a long chain. It’s a reminder of her loyalty to Lucifer, a memento that she took great pains to hide when she stayed in Heaven.
YOU’VE BEEN ACCEPTED FOR THE ROLE OF EVE ( Danielle Campbell FC )
Note from Admin Sofia: I don’t know how to start, honestly. Your application has won me over -- completely, without a doubt. Everything, from headcanons to her biography, your pinterested board and the description of her entire being just screamed Eve to me. I’m so glad I get to fill my wanted connection with such a talented writer!
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OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
♟ NAME/ALIAS, PRONOUNS & AGE ♟
Jules, she/her, I’m 21. My time zone is EST.
Due to the nature of this roleplay, all applicants have to be 18 or older.
♟ TRIGGERS ♟
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♟ ACTIVITY & TIMEZONE ♟
Est - As far as my activity is concerned I would rate myself a 7 out of ten due to my heavy work schedule. Plus I’m going to be starting up school here soon, but I wouldn’t have a problem keeping up with the activity and such. I’m obsessed with my characters and almost prefer to live their lives than mine.
♟ EXPERIENCE ♟
I’ve been roleplaying ever since my second year of highschool. About seven years for tumblr alone plus some addition time I spent on jcink and proboard forums.
IN CHARACTER INFORMATION
♟ NAME♟
Eve: Life, living, lively. Famous bearer: the Old Testament mother of the human race who tasted the forbidden fruit, precipitating the Fall of Man.
♟ SPECIES ♟
A witch, a graceful entity with all the tricks up her sleeve.
♟ AGE ♟
As Eve is over 6000 years old, she appears to be at the mere age of 21.
♟ FACECLAIM ♟
Face #1: Danielle Campbell
Face #2: Taissa Farmiga
♟ OCCUPATION ♟
Eve is the owner of a really interesting witches shoppe called Entwine. The main attraction is her abilities, she offers people spells to obtain what they most desire. Usually these trades include a severe price, or an unexpected consequence.
♟ BIOGRAPHY ♟
Eve was tailored to be the good wife. Created of bone and marrow to serve under the tight reins that Adam created. And those reins were tight; he was the definition and aesthetic of control, he was confident, especially being the most favorited creation that God himself eluded. Eve valued him as if his skin was formed of gold and heart of rubies. The second Eve’s eyes had laid upon him she instantly fell captive to love, cherishing her husband like no other and hastily picked up the pieces that Lilith had left behind. She was carved from Adam’s marrow, boiled into Eden with an innocent mind and gracious heart. And oh, how she loved Adam and their children. The life she lead was pure, virtuous, and lively. But soon the toils of human nature struck, curiosity delving deep within the subtle roots hidden under fine ivory flesh. Eve was tired of following rules, tired of being at the beck and call of Adam’s every whim, and in that moment of explicit rambunctious action, Eve and her tempestuous ways ate off of the forbidden fruit and proves her gluttonous. There was a slight trial before the fair maiden was expelled from Eden and caste off to Earth with nothing but magic brewing within her veins.
Upon awaking, Eve soon felt a roaring fire of hatred blooming within, every memory and through flooding to he everlasting conscience, relearning her past and feeling everything on a deeper scale, it was as if her humanity had intensified after everything she had gone through. It was infuriating, especially after everything that she had done for Adam. The way he pointed fingers towards her, was sickening. Revenge was such a silly concept, but Eve wanted Adam to be destroyed. She vowed that she was going to be the one to do it too. She was going to need help, especially if she wanted to get anywhere anytime soon. It wasn’t long before Eve found that she wasn’t alone. A group of Earth’s inhabitants surrounded her, and eminated their warmth over her bare body.
Eve learned the power of persuasion. She gained affinity with her followers by detailing their every wish and desire.She used her nearly profound powers to grant them small tokens of affection just to keep them at bay. The control was within her grasp. She finally felt everything that had ever been on option in Eden. And with her new power, the Empress of Magic started to profit from her abilities; gaining wealth and information from the sheep of the lands, bringing happiness to those who bargained for it. However, Eve soon learned that her powers aren’t always as faithful as she presumed. With every spell she cast there’s always room for more than just positive consequences, but negative ones as well. Humans began to fear her and her ways of magic, calling a court to have the woman hanged for her devious crimes. The followers she held near and dear came to her rescue on the brink of her death, and she ran to solitude.
Centuries pass, and an uproar of legends and stories are told through the grapevine of a man that shifts into a horrid beast. A monster that looks much of a wolf but his actions prove he’s stronger, faster, and the ultimate winner of brawls. This man holds an alpha status; and is said to be named Adam. Upon hearing these rumors, and digging up any information the witch could bother to bear, it was under her speculation that the wolf was her Adam, the man who single-handedly destroyed her entire existence. The minx traveled through land and sea, traveling throughout the continents to obtain any and as much information that she possibly could find on him. Once Columbus founded the great land of America, the witch decided to make that her home, finding all the necessities to build her empire like non-other.
To this day Eve is continuously building, and growing. She reserves her right to be the goddess she once was. Soon everyone will know of her reign, and she will get revenge on everyone who has ever deceit-ed against her. Hopefully, just hopefully, she will gain the control she needs to revive her sons, so that she can take back what’s rightfully her’s.
♟ HEADCANONS ♟
Head Canon #1: Eve is extremely fascinated with human nature. It’s something that’s always been of interest to her. You can often find her in stores or markets just observing people within the vicinity, sometimes taking notes of certain subjects, and learns how to behave around them through her rigorous studies.
Head Canon #2: She’s been an extremely good cook since she began traveling through the different continents and countries within them. With her studies of human nature, she has learned that people love cooking and so she too found that love within herself. Soon she began to excel at her newfound culinary expertise. Within her shoppe is a bakery of sorts, where you can find an assortment of soups and fresh baked goodies made to order.
Head Canon #3: Eve has everlasting compassion for people, and finds herself extremely torn between her greedy ambitions and helping the causes of humanity. She will stop at nothing to convey peace whilst pursuing her own ambitions in order to gain power and conquer those who have defied her in the past.
♟ CHARACTERISTICS ♟
Naivety: [ having or showing unaffected simplicity of nature or absence of artificiality; unsophisticated; ingenuous. ] : – Although Eve has walked earth for thousands of years, she has in many cases succumb to naivety. Her major failing is her lack of judgment due to circumstantial occasions such as: falling in love, trusting others, or helping those who need not be helped.
Compassionate: [ a feeling of deep sympathy and sorrow for another who is stricken by misfortune, accompanied by a strong desire to alleviate the suffering. ] : – Those who brought with them misfortune are always given her sympathy. Although she rules with an iron fist, she finds herself caring deeply for those around her, and would do anything to deter their suffering.
Virtuous: [ conforming to moral and ethical principles; morally excellent; upright ] : – Eve always yearns to do the right thing. She goes out of her way to fix things, and work as a little soldier of light when needed. Her morals are intact, and due to this, people tend to fear her less. In turn, they treat her as a queen. That, they love more than someone they fear. Minus the whole, “eating the forbidden fruit” thing.
Obstinate: [ firmly or stubbornly adhering to one’s purpose, opinion, etc.; not yielding to argument, persuasion, or entreaty. ] : – There was a promise that Eve made to herself that she wasn’t going to allow people to control her. Additionally, she was going to stick to her views and hold to her morals above any and all contempt that could sneak past her.
Obsessive: [ being, pertaining to, or resembling an obsession ] : – Although she would probably outright disagree, Eve is extremely obsessive. It’s been 6000 years and she still wants revenge for what Adam did to her. That’s merely one example of how obsessive she is. Eve obsesses about almost everything, and lately she’s been obsessing about her appearance, as well as how people view her, but actually SEE her as well.
Rebellious: [ defying or resisting some established authority, government, or tradition; insubordinate; inclined to rebel ] Even though the witch is extremely virtuous, there are moments where her curiosity will hinder that side of her. With this, she blooms within her rebellious nature.
♟ EXTRAS ♟
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♟ ANYTHING ELSE?♟
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