You are shaking fists & trembling teeth. I know. you did not mean to be cruel. That does not mean you were KIND. What is left here? Only the quivering of the trees, only the rippling of the lake. Head in lap, check. Sorry, check. I wonât do it again, check, check, check. Sometimes, I think you forget. I am not God. I do not forgive.
wasnât he that creepy guy sheâd run into before? âyeah, not gonna happen. i have enough problems in my life without passing out drunk in the middle of the woods.â
"If you believe you canât drink some beers without passing out as that mate did then I would say youâre an alcoholic. âÂ
âbased on the week iâve just had, i think i have a drinking problem, so i promise this is punch.â
âI donât think anyone would judge you if you decide to switch the punch for something stronger I know he wouldnât.â Kolâs gaze motioned towards the passed out individual, cup in hand. Clearly, he couldnât handle his alcohol.
    Lizzie looked at him amused by his words. âI wouldnât though. Kill here, at least. No doubt people are being annoyingly observant tonight.â She smiled as she slightly raised her cup and downed it. âWould make for an interesting event. So far only thing fun that has happened is someone starting a fight.âÂ
âItâs more than clear this is a trap.â The words were spoken mostly to himself as he took a step forward taking a glance at his surroundings. Vampires were no longer a secret, how things have changed in the last century. âSo does everyone in this town aware of vampires?â If so why werenât they trying to run them out? âA fight how fun, unless one of them has a missing limb I wouldnât call that exciting.âÂ
      Davina decided to wander off on her own needing to clear her own head. While she did like to have a good time, murdering a brat wasnât a way to end the night. Especially when hunters were around. Deciding to go back, to take a bottle that wasnât laced with vervain, she stopped. Coming across a face she was sure she had drawn before ( like the others she dreamt about ) , the brunette raised an eyebrow in wonder what he was doing. â     You clearly spell trouble all over.â She mused over at the stranger.Â
A hum left the parted lips of the vampire as he was interrupted by a voice, not turning just yet to the face it had belonged to. He had sensed the presence of another but had chosen to ignore it, having a witness was never a problem. If necessary he would simply rid of the inconvenience. âYou sound very judgemental darling, I am just a man trying to enjoy the night.â Â Soon he redirects attention onto the stranger to extend a smile, a false one to play the role of an innocent man who simply wandered into the bonfire looking for some mundane fun. The face was of a stranger, yet he felt a sense of familiarity. Which again he chooses to ignore. Everyone had a look-alike in the world he was sure she simply looked like a face he might have passed in the past.Â
           Lizzie watched as he tried to compel someone she knew, only for it to not end up working, which in turn made lizzie laugh. â    that was really cute.â The blonde motion for the other to go away, before looking at the vampire. âThe drinks are all laced with vervein, handsome.â She spoke low but it was enough for him to hear it.Â
Annoyance causes the originals brow to furrow, he questioned it for a second before he heard a voice close by. Vervain, of course. That was an inconvenience to his fun. âBloody imbeciles, as if that would stop someone from killing them.â He muttered the sentence to himself before his attention turned towards the stranger. âGuess it will be a sober night.âÂ
luke wasnât completely sold on the idea of combating the cold by going out in the cold, but he was never one to turn down a chance to party. it was his senior year, and he was running out of time to become whatever the gay version of meeting your soulmate in college was. so he showed up, his second totally-not-spiked hot chocolate of the night currently in hand, and set about having as much fun as possible while trying not to freeze his ass off.  âif you ask me, they shouldâve left the christmas decorations up longer. i donât care that itâs almost february. the pretty lights make it easier to cope with the cold.â
Kol was curious, close to a century he was locked away in a box while the world around him continued to move on. New technology being invented, new fashions, different ways of thinking. He wanted to explore what this new age had to offer, which brought him to the event currently being held. Though he had to grimace at the terrible music currently being played. God, it was awful, he was tempted to destroy the strange device that made the horrendous sounds. âAlcohol is a much preferable way of coping with the cold.â Even though he had yet had a sip of it. "That or cozying up with someone."Â
     â youâre really getting on my nerves, you know that? iâm bloody starving in this little boring olâ town so if i hear your voice once more, i might rip your head off. â   always a lady, rebekah couldnât stay longer without threatening a townie. the truth was she was indeed starving, had driven all night to get to mystic falls. however, she knows better than to draw too much attention before itâs necessary so she compells the random person to forget everything, while sensing someone else approaching her.  â weâre having a private chat, do you mind? â
âSeems to me like this conversation between you two is over.â  The darkest of eyes dances with amusement moving forward a hand now being placed in the stranger's shoulder. âSorry mate but I would like to catch up with my dear sister.â Things were never simple, he had an act for the dramatics a hand soon disappeared inside the manâs chest their heart rested on the originals palm seconds later. The lifeless body drops to his feet, a sweet smile replacing the smirk. âHello, Rebekah.â Â
Welcome to Mystic Falls. The sign was glaring as Freya made her way into the town. The moment she heard that it was a small one, Freya was uncomfortable with the prospect of going there. After spending a millennium with only one year of life per century, she learned to appreciate every moment she had. Her and her aunt would explore, learning all they could about the new century. Being stuck in a small town was a terrible way to spend her time. âItâs good to be home, I suppose.â
Thereâs something about the stranger that stood under the Mystic Fall sign that kept his dark gaze drawn towards her direction. No comments leaving his lips, his head tilting in curiosity. Centuries of walking this earth meant coming across many faces, with time they all became a blur. Insignificant you can say, only a few stuck by him. Those who made an impact in his life whether good or bad which werenât many. That feeling was pushed away, as he made his presence known taken a step forward. Itâs been a while, centuries to be exact since he had stepped foot in the town now called Mystic Falls. âPlease darling lower down the excitement.â He smirked the voice teasing.Â
is that nathaniel buzolic? no, itâs kol mikaelson, a 24/1000+ year old original vampire who is unemployed. theyâve come to town to reunite with his siblings and they do not remember their other life.
what are they doing in mystic falls?
Kol has returned to Mystic Falls in order to reunite with his siblings, maybe bitch at them and annoy them for leaving him in a coffin for so long.Â
have they already experienced any problems with their memory?
At the moment no, maybe once he crosses paths with anyone he has met in his canon life he might get this feeling of deja vu but he might brush it off. Kol might dig deeper only if and when someone lets something slip about his other life.Â
what is their job?
Currently, heâs unemployed. Why get a job when you can use compulsion to get all your needs?Â
they know about the supernatural? if so, how did they find out?
Well, he was a witch, at the start of his life and later on became one of the original vampires so he has been aware of the supernatural all of his life.Â
is there anything about the way you play them that should be known?
Okay, as much as I enjoyed Kol during the originals he didnât compare to the Kol I fell in love with in TVD. You know back when the Mikaelsonâs were a mystery and were known as horror stories people would tell others to frightened them? Yeah, good times. So Iâll be portraying him as he was in season 3 of TVD. Meaning he will be reckless, flirting with everyone including their mother's cause if you know he has an extremely big ego. Will seek to cause some chaos out of pure boredom or you know to get some attention from his siblings. Cause despite the bitterness he feels towards them, there will always be a part of Kol that longs to be considered part of the family.Â
any plots that youâd like for them?
Anything??? Honestly, give Kol some enemies, give him friends though I warn you if it comes down to it he will betray them if it means saving his own ass. Give him hookups, someone he grows fond of outside of the Mikaelson family, a partner in crime. Also family drama cause this is the Mikaelsonâs, this family can go a day without wanting to tear each other apart. Someone who undaggered him?? could be a family member or not.Â
do you have any headcanons for their new life?
Iâve had this headcanon that Kol enjoys playing the piano? He has always seemed so fascinated with music so I think it would make sense that he would pick up an instrument or two. Sometimes he would go to bars/restaurants and compel the owner to let him play and after he would slaughter the customers. This Kol is NOT a ripper he has perfect control of his thirst he simply doesnât care to stop when feeding.Â
tell us about yourself.Â
hello hello !! I am Melissa and Iâll be playing my favourite original Kol Mikaelson. I always suck with intros cause one I am not clever and two Iâm hella awkward and three ramble when I am nervous so slip into my dms if you dare. I watch way too much tv, old ones especially my favourite being Buffy the vampire slayer. Honestly, at this point I can repeat the dialogue word by word. Love horror movies even though half the time Iâll have my eyes closed.Â