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The Firstยฎ

01/23/2021 11:17 PM 

Evil Is what it Is ( Click for best reading experience)

                                                          You know I am out there now. Watching you as always finding amusement in your actions. This neverending wrath. These mixed emotions of love and hate. And how they have consumed you to the point of being relentless. Why have you not reached out to me? Why don't you just unleash your army on them now? And just be done with it? He never completely understood her. But he able to relate. Though his lies were not on the level of the others she sought to devour. And truly should not even affect how one would even feel about him. Wishing you had a stiff upper lip. Never meant that you would be given one. It now had felt this was turning into on those lame thirty questions post going around. And if she were to partake. It would be suggesting that evil was complex. When truly it is mundane. It's a simple concept. Its to be opposite of all that is righteous.                                  Viper. Viper... Viper... It is true you were always my favourite. That I can not deny. But you never once ever asked why. It said as it turned and looked off. Though its mind was not like that or humans or vampires. Due to it was everlasting. It had, in fact, had a reason for every choice is made. See I always liked you due to fact. You were always the man. Ethen could never be. That inner beast that is within you. That conquer that rises to the occasion.  Were Ethen and even Oz would flee. You would stand and fight. Unleashing that power demanding that respect.                                                     You are missing one key factor that differs now from then. Now they know everyone is not who they once thought they were. I think that is why they dodge and hide in the shadows. Or prefer a socialist society like that of the wastelands. Where none can be reminded of their sins. And how it stains one's soul. And no matter what you do. They will never allow you to rise there.                                                                                                              It matters not for I am not the only reason they linger in the shadows. And it is only a matter of time. See even in their division there is still one thing. They all have common with the other. They refuse to face the ones they scorned. The idea of amends. Never even once crosses their minds. So they will keep repeating they're their same mistakes. Until eventually they are left in a world of escapism with nowhere left to escape too. Then that is when I will strike them. And until then I still have others to contend with.                                                                             That of course would myself. I suppose you expect myself to have the questions. That Dra herself would have. Then you always knew just like Ethen and Phoebe. We were in fact not the same.   And just go way back. But the fact I am not hostile towards you. Since to leave you be founded. And you now are haunted with that lingering thought. Or perhaps if the rumours were in fact true.  And there was even something that had gotten past your eyes. No matter how many whispers that floated through the air. You chose to just refuse to listen to them.                                                                       That the two of us have been on and off again the last twelve years. Of course not as you wish us to be remembered. Just like the rest, we both are not what we were then. No less we are still here. And when you don't get a rile even slightest. It then causes you to feel like you now have failed. But there is still one thing that confuses everyone. What makes you the sickest and disgusted? The fact our love never waivers? Or that we no longer allow ourselves to hate you?                                                                             But it is just likely five by five right? I mean you can't decide which you loathe the most. Even the children of the giants know. You never dreamed I would ever get over Coop. And how all my rants was the first chance you took to be what you are today. All that heartache and pain. Just one post after the next. It was in that instant you came to be. That's why I tried to warn everyone of who avoid. But you saw it as a chance to build a Legion of Doom. Right? I mean you truly are something else.                                                                                                                You certainly are smarter than I ever realized. I can't hide from you. No matter who I use. Not mention those doorknockers style of mine. You have learned quite well. Guess the part that still leaves me baffled. Is this all over just me not enjoying long annoying picture comments? Or is their more to it? I truly have no control over those that love and hate me. If only I did trust me I would have a lot list of people. I would cause to not even be able to remember me. I think the part you will not be able to handle one day. Is when I do finally blow. And finally, say all the things I now feel. Knowing the truth about who I really loved and did not.                                                                           Yet a part of you looks forward to it. Just simply due to the fact you know he's not like how I was. At least when it came to Stefan. And even though I have no idea. You know I am nothing now, how I was then. A part you still blames me. Cause you think if I would not care. What was between others legs? Then maybe the life you once had. Would still be here today right? See its not the abusive ex of your so called friend who's the villain of this story. In your book it's me. I am to blame.                                                                       Then that leaves you trying to still figure me out. Due you know how she is. At least when it comes to those she loves. It's all about that penis, Not what another bleeding vagina heart feels. So you start to finally piece things together. Slowly and surely. And then you get it. You finally get it. Just who I am and how far back we really go. All the way back to the beginning. Back to when the days.                                                                                   To the days I use to sing to the stars. And I could lose myself in them for hours on end I could. But no matter how many good books I wrote. And William's Or Angelus's I met. It was never enough to tickle my fancy, was it? Nope, not even in the slightest way.  Cause I tried to find a reason to be who I was. But it just seems something else had been calling for me.                                                                        And that was the covenant of warlocks. Who was nothing more than misogynistic take on the Craft.  At least it was not a complete rip off like Charmed had been. And to think all these high mighties still refuse to enjoy the amazing reboot. I really have no idea what you want with me. I truly never had any part of your problems. Or did? In another life? One only the two of us know about? At this point. I do not know. But trust me I appreciate all your effort to get me to notice.                                                                         Seriously where the hell did you go? Do you still like me? Hate me? Want to even know me? Am I the one Stefan use to talk to on phone? I mean really all these questions. It's like each time we run into the other. It starts off like bond fire. Then suddenly poof it just goes out. It's like I always said. I can't control what my family does. And you run like a fox with its tail between its legs. At this point, I genuinely have zero f***s to give. But you are nothing like that Canadian nightmare that always lingers in wait. PS Thanks for all the confusion.                                                                        Even you got to admit she does have a point. See its things like you. That lead me to desire the need for complete control. I mean you wouldn't be unstoppable in my neck of the woods. That reminds me I need to make sure those damn Desurs list in their rules. They only are unkillable cause Decon says they are. But no less geez come on. How do you know every single f***ing writer that exist? And yet seem to live the most lonely existence of them all? You never cease to amaze me. But least you can make something worth reading. When your mind is not on overdrive.                                                                       Damn it I thought I had really convinced you I was dead. Congrats, I no longer think you are a heartless monster. Now I just think you are the craziest ones. You even outrank Melly when it comes to people who just never can seem to let me go. Come on you only knew me for what? A month or two tops? How do you really expect me to think I still matter to you? What caus during our first fight. I shouted You are the love of my life? Back in those days, I would say that to about everyone. Can't you get from my horrid backstory of a Life. I just do not think anyone could ever truly want or love me. And this is just all like a game of conquest for me. I have done a lost count of the times. I have blared the song what do you want from me. After seeing you have one your mental breakdowns. Just as the textbook definition goes. You keep doing the same thing over and over. Expecting a different result.                                                                                 Oh, come on? We are not really going down this road again? Just cause I find you amusing now. Does not actually mean I give two sh*ts about you. Are you seriously retarded or something? Cause I just rather hit the delete account button. Then even give you or many other exes that came after you. The slightest reason to even have a slim chance of hope. I tell ya what, just go smoke some dope. Get off RP for a while. Until you are able to act like a normal person for a while. And even then chances of us speaking much less getting together are slim to none,                                                                              Now you truly are amazing grace. How are you able to do that?  I have never seen anything like it before in all the years I have written on the web of the world. This is why you should just strike now why the time in right.                                                  What do you think I am doing now?  Most here do not even ever click the Who is God link. Nor they believe in anything. They can not bend or break.  They are all stupid girls for the most part. This is just the match on the wood. There will be plenty more to come. Don't you threat nor worry. All things will come in time.                                                                                                                                                       

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01/24/2021 12:17 PM 

Dark Demonic A.D.A.'S Rules

1: I WILL NOT ACCEPT ANY AMBER HEARD'S, TAYLOR SWIFT'S, KIRSTEN STEWART'S, MEGAN FOX'S FACES AT ALL2: I WILL NOT ACCEPT WRESTLERS, BDSM, S&L, TEEN WOLF, TWILIGHT, SONS OF ANARCHY, THE WALKING DEAD, DAWSON'S CREEK FACES UNLESS I KNOW YOU IN OOC,3: I WILL NOT ACCEPT ANY SARAH MICHELLE GELLAR'S, NINA DOBREV'S, SOPHIA BUSH'S UNLESS I KNOW YOU IN OOC 4: I ALSO WILL NOT ACCEPT ANY OTHER PHOEBE'S UNLESS I KNOW YOU IN OOC 5: I SHIP PHOLE ONLY6: PROUD MEMBER OF OUR FAMILY AND ALLIES RPG7: 1ST & ORIGINAL O.F & A DARK DEMONIC A.D.A SINCE JANUARY 23RD 2021 

Andi.

01/24/2021 12:08 PM 

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MARSH

01/23/2021 10:01 PM 

Reticent

reticentMarsh stands in front of the mirror, watching his own face. The empty feeling that exists inside his chest is overwhelming. He's watching one face and knows that inside there is a second one. He's become an expert on denying one's true self. What he has seen today isn't something a normal person should see. He knows who's behind it, but he can't expose himself yet. And the mask he's wearing is the one that he has a hard time taking off, especially when he comes home. There are many times, and he can see that Asher is watching him. Solely on the fact that he's acting like someone else. And he can also tell that Asher questions what Marsh is thinking about. Would he want Asher to know what is on his mind? No. Marsh has become so good at hiding. After all, he was gay for many years before coming out, and his family had been oblivious, though his father expected his partner to be gay, but never Marsh. Marsh sometimes even struggled with who he was. Was he that Marsh that everyone loved and thought was funny, or was he the one that agent that kept everything well hidden? He often wondered who he really was, what was the true Marsh? it wasn't a lie; this was something he asked frequently. Marsh sighs as he leans forward and splashes the water on his face. He has to take off this work mask, and he can't show Asher who he was when he wasn't with him or his kid. Marsh looks at his wet face in the mirror and fights the urge to cry. And presses his lips into a smile. He wipes his face as he hears Asher and his son outside the door.  He walked out with a smile on his lips and decided instead of taking one mask off to put another cover on.  He disliked gravely that his job made him be this way, so reticent. 

The Seer

01/23/2021 10:39 PM 

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When you decide to just remove someone why they are in the process of banter in your stats. Shoot them an email explaining why. Now I dunno if you are another flake pretending to be someone you are not. Or if you are the real deal and just do not wish to be friends with me. So we shall meet again on down the road now. Just due to the fact I now need to know. See you in a few weeks or months. Whenever I am bored enough to bother.  Bulletin Board From Subject Comments ๐๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž Empty Sky 3 Jeze Ft. Chernaya vdova You aren't you... 2 Mischief Just READ 0 ๐†๐€๐“๐„๐’, What Can Brian Do?? (cs.) 2 Jeze Prompts! 2 ๐•ฟaste ๐•ฟhe ๐•ญlood TTB MOST WANTED 1 โ…๐”ฆ๐” ๐”ข๐”Ÿ๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ค;™ Cup of Tea & 50 Questions (Answered) 0   post bulletin  |  my bulletins  |  all bulletins  People โ˜† Home Mail โ–ผ Profile โ–ผ People โ–ผ More โ–ผ My Account Sign Out Messages Comments

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01/23/2021 09:31 PM 

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01/23/2021 04:20 PM 

Goodbye, my lover.

  To the love of my existence,I wasn't able to sleep a wink last night, for too many harrowing thoughts was peregrinating within the depths of my mind. Though thoughts of you were inhabiting my being as well. It brought me back to the first day that I laid eyes on you. Your eyes reminded me of a galaxy - a heavenly body of stars scintillating my world of darkness. I have never met anyone like you in all my years of being alive. I've always been solus in my journey here on Cendeth until I met your father. I was alone and then this opportunity to be apart of something exceptional was offered to me. It allowed me to meet you. I knew from that moment on that I didn't ever want to be in solitude again.  I look at you every day and I am instantly reminded that you are my person. You are my forever, which is why what I'm about to say next is so painful to write. You are a wondrous young woman and you have a promising life ahead of you. Don't waste it on an old fool like me.  Your father is right. Whatever this is, whatever relationship that we were trying to build...it should be severed. We can no longer see each other again. I will not contact you after this is all said and done. I - I'm sorry, Miss. Juniper. May you find the peace and solicitude that is deserving of such a saint like you.Goodbye,Thragu Qar'ea.Phoenyx's hands trembled as she read the letter of departure. She could no longer see clearly as a wave of tears pooled up within her orbs, crashing down her cheeks like a rampaging river. At that moment, breathing became a struggle for her. Each time that she tried to inhale, it felt as if the blades of daggers were piercing her lungs. She felt a crippling affliction like none other. Her heart was shattered, disintegrated by the words that Thragu had written to her. She couldn't understand why he had a change of heart after they'd spent the night lying in a field of moonflowers, forging future promises. Phoenyx hated that the thought of saying farewell to her even crossed his mind; especially when it never crossed her own. Bending her slender digits, she crumpled up the letter, her hands as red as the Martian soil on mars. With the use of her free hand, she slammed her palm against the blue push button plastered against the crystalline wall. As she watched the door ascend, she wondered exactly what her father said to Thragu to make him feel as if abandoning her would be the ethical thing to do. Granted she knew her father was a strict man when it came to his daughters, she had every right to be happy with whomever she pleased. He couldn't control her love life, dictating who was and who was not suitable for her. It wasn't honorable to her feelings. Storming out of her sleeping quarters, the young woman stepped into the diaphanous elevator. Pressing her hand against the glass, sapphire blue lights began to strobe across her countenance to obtain facial recognition. Within only a matter of seconds, a familiar voice spoke out to greet her.>br>"Good morning, Phoenyx. Where can I take you today?" Harmony, the artificial intelligence asked."Good morning, Harmony.  I'm looking for Thragu, do you know where he is located?""One second, Phoenyx. I'll scan the camera feed to find his whereabouts for you." Silence filled the elevator as Harmony foraged the security cameras, but it was short-lived. "Lieutenant Qar'ea has been pinpointed in the sanctuary within the west wing. Should I alert him that you are looking for him?""No thank you, Harmony. Just take me to him, please."A few moments after...Thragu stood with his back turned against the entrance door of the sanctuary as his fingers stroked the satin petals of a moonflower. It was one of the plants that he knew Phoenyx held dear to her heart, which brought him solace - but it also brought him sadness at this time.  It saddened him because he knew that he'd have to see her around the space station every day and hide the way he felt for her. He'd have to turn a blind eye to the fact that his heart craved the secure bind that their soul created together. And for what? For the sake of his best friend being overprotective of his children? Sighing softly to himself, Thragu slammed his fist against the glass that surrounded the casing of fallen space rocks. The brittle substance shattered all around him, a few rocks falling over the edge and onto the floor. This situation was getting the best of him, but he knew that he'd have to endure it to the best of his abilities.Rushing into the sanctuary, the heels of Phoenyx's boots clashed against the white laminated flooring as she huffed. Her hand collided with the back of his armor, pushing the goodbye letter more against him."What the hell is this, Thragu? You write a letter to tell me goodbye...was I not important enough for you to say it to my bloody face?Thragu jolted forth, startled by the push that came to his posterior. Turning around so that his frontside would face her, he hung his head low. He was afraid to look at her, ashamed to see the agony that he brought upon her. His eyes glanced up at her briefly. but only to catch a glimpse of her face. In all honesty, he was truly broken by what he'd seen.  The tears that streamed from puffy eyes and caressed her rosy cheeks tore him apart.  He wanted to be the one man who never gave her any reason to cry, but he did not succeed.  She was angry, but she had every right to be. He hadn't given her a genuine adieu, nor did he give her the chance to tell him what she wanted. "You know that's not true, Phoenyx. You are important to me. Y-you mean everything to me." Thragu's eyes stared into her own, finally mustering up the strength to face her.  His fingers tightened around the moonflower that he held, crushing it to distract himself from the desire to pull her close. All he wanted to do was hold her and start a life with her alone. However, he'd promised her father that he wouldn't see her ever again, so he had to keep his word."Then what is this nonsense? Last night, we were perfect, now you don't want to see me anymore. I don't understand this." Phoenyx cried silently. Teardrops embraced her cheeks, sweet falling like morning dew. Thragu reached out towards her, the pad of his thumb sweeping away her tears. For a moment, Phoenyx felt her knees grow weak. His touch told her stories of their love that not even her lips could spill. Her heart almost pounded out of her chest at the sight of him. She'd never been in love before, not until there was him. She was fated to him, she was sure of that. The corner of Thragu's lips curled up into a gentle smile - that was until he glanced up at the security cameras that triggered around the pair. He was sure that it was General Juniper watching them, waiting for the moment that he'd break his promise of staying away from Phoenyx. Slowly, the male pulled his hand away from his lover's cheek and backed away from her. "Nyx, we can't be together. I - I -" Thargu struggled with his words, simply because it was a lie that tried to leave his lips. "I don't want to be with you. Whatever we had was just for fun. You're a human...I would never take the relationship seriously."His words stopped time for Phoenyx. it was like feeling her heart being slashed out with a pair of dull shears."You don't mean that...""I do. I mean it, Nyx.""No. No, you don't mean it. You said that you loved me last night. In your letter, you said that I am your person.""I lied. I  didn't want to hurt you. I'm not..." Thragu gulped, swallowing a lump that grew in his throat. He tried to fight back the tears that were stinging in his eyes."I'm not in love with you!! Now Go!" He snapped, provoking Phoenyx to run out of the room -embarrassed that she'd trusted him and foolishly, he'd let her down.   

Playground LA

01/23/2021 03:44 PM 

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Jan 13th 2021 - 6:58 PMAudition: The Contortionist out of character - What drew you to cirque du freak? I’ve always been interested in being in a circus. I love the interesting performs and are fascinated by the talented people. - Do you have any reason you will not be active throughout the week? 2. I have two chemistry classes, which might keep me busy especially during exams. - Do you understand what we require activity-wise? (Answer is not yes or no)3. Yes- What days work best for you for events? Weekends ;)- What is your discord? 4. PLayground LA#2642in character - Name: Marissa Heart- Two playby options: 1 being your first choice and 2 being your backup. Please mention if you want it unlisted. {keep in mind the vibe of the group - a list of taken fc can be found here} 5. The Contortionist - 3 positive character traits: 1. Cheerful, Motivated, adventurous- 3 negative character traits2. OCD, Loves Attention, Likes the spotlight. - Title: Marissa Breaking Hearts in Heels. - Full date of birth: 5/18/1990- Where are they from? Los Angeles- What is their job in the circus? PLEASE MAKE THIS SPECIFIC. If they are a performer are they an acrobat, magician, daredevil etc. {keep in mind they can be performers, assistants, carnival employees or advertisers/recruiters. For a full list of possible positions check here} Marissa Heart is a professional dancer, contortionist, trapeze artist, acrobat. - About their life before the circus. {5-8 sentence paragraph}Marissa Heart has been a technically trained dancer for 24 years. She has been in the entertainment industry for a decade, choreographing, dancing, acting and singing. She has been part of many shows and films, such as World of Dance. Has performed with artist Lady Gaga, Christina Aguilera, Michael Jackson. She has been in tv shows, American Horror Story, Glee, the Voice. Her current occupation is a Choreographer in Melrose Playground LA. - What brought them to the circus? {5-8 sentence paragraph}Marissa Heart adored her job as a choreographer in the studio. But after working there for a few years she felt she wanted to do something that would challenge her a bit more. When she heard about the circus, she thought this would be a great way to show what she could do as a contortionist. - What are your character's four biggest fears? {Physical fears such as needles, snakes, poison etc. anything that can be used to scare them PHYSICALLY}1. Losing a loved one. 2. Getting injured and not being able to do what she loves. 3. She is terrified of needles. - What are THREE secrets about your character? {Please be in-depth, at least 2 solid sentences but can be more, and make them dark.}1. She is into Bondage and fetishes. She loves swimming in full latex catsuit. She is use to being in charge and being the Dom, but she doesn’t mind switching up the roles and being a bit submissive. 2. She has worked as a dominatrix. For both men and women, She loves being in control and made one of her spare rooms into a dungeon. She was up for pretty much anything the client had wanted her to do to them, or act. 3. She is Bi sexual. She usually doesn’t mind sleeping with females but prefers dating men. She has only slept with two females and they were strangers. sample: Your sample should be from the viewpoint of the character you are auditioning as. It should be a minimum of 3 well written paragraphs {6-10 sentences each} but you can write as much as you’d like. Please write about your character’s first experience at Cirque Du Freak. You can write about a show your character saw that made them drawn to the carnival life, or their determination to become one of them. Be creative and HAVE FUN. The air smelled of Bulgarian rose, leather, and sandalwood. The man in gimp suit stood in the Spreader Rod. “It's like you never had wings.” The vinyl played Change by Deftones. The vibrant blonde walked towards him with a leather whip as she moaned, placing the whip over her body. The latex cat suit creaked with every movement. Listening to the the sound of latex was a bit of a turn on for Marissa. Lifting the whip as she began striking the man infant of her as she moaned hearing his screams, yelling Mistress Heart. Begging for more. She moaned as she continued to whip him as the song playing on the vinyl. She smirked as she untied the man throwing him to the floor as she lift her heel and began crushing his body with her thigh high boots. She moaned as he as she continued his session. When it was finished she escorted him out, but not before she received her payment of $400. Which was her usual price for the Heartbreaker. Locking the door as the man left as she slipped off the thigh high boots as she slowly removed the latex cat suit as she smirked. Loving the sound it made as it rolled off her body. Walking to her counter naked as she grabbed her phone and looked at the time. Her friend had invited her to go with her to Cirque Du Freak. She was very curious as she read the message about her friend getting there tickets, texting her the details. She closed her phone and went off to get ready. She took a quick shower and headed to find an outfit for the show. She began doing a smokey eye and red lips as she grabbed a black cropped top, latex pants with a crotch zipper and her signature high thigh heels. Arriving to the show with enough time, as she parked her yellow Camaro. Marissa was defiantly someone who loved attention as she put on a black choker on her neck and looked at herself in the mirror making she she looked perfect. Grabbing her purse as she headed out of the car. She dialed her friend Amy’s number, letting her know that she arrived. She smiled when she saw her friend in the front as she kissed her cheek. “Hey babe, ready for some wild fun” She said winking at Amy as they headed inside. Her friend letting her know who bitching she looked. She smirked rolling her eyes as she flipped her hair. “So do you babe” She said smiling as they both walked inside, hearing a group of guys whistling her way. She smirked as she walked inside the Circus as they took there seats. She was very excited to see the show and the different acts. She smiled as the show began. Her eyes became dried as she stared at the talented people. She had to remind herself to breath. The show was a good length but she felt it was over so quickly. She didn’t want it to end. Tears fled her eyes as she froze. When she finally was able to react she grabbed her friends and her eyes widen as she looked at her. “I need to work here. I believe that this is going to be my next home” She said as she got up. “Where are you going?” “I am going to find the manager and get a job” She said winking as she headed to try and find the person incharge. 

Playground LA

01/23/2021 03:44 PM 

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Jan 13th 2021 - 6:58 PMAudition: The Contortionist out of character - What drew you to cirque du freak? I’ve always been interested in being in a circus. I love the interesting performs and are fascinated by the talented people. - Do you have any reason you will not be active throughout the week? 2. I have two chemistry classes, which might keep me busy especially during exams. - Do you understand what we require activity-wise? (Answer is not yes or no)3. Yes- What days work best for you for events? Weekends ;)- What is your discord? 4. PLayground LA#2642in character - Name: Marissa Heart- Two playby options: 1 being your first choice and 2 being your backup. Please mention if you want it unlisted. {keep in mind the vibe of the group - a list of taken fc can be found here} 5. The Contortionist - 3 positive character traits: 1. Cheerful, Motivated, adventurous- 3 negative character traits2. OCD, Loves Attention, Likes the spotlight. - Title: Marissa Breaking Hearts in Heels. - Full date of birth: 5/18/1990- Where are they from? Los Angeles- What is their job in the circus? PLEASE MAKE THIS SPECIFIC. If they are a performer are they an acrobat, magician, daredevil etc. {keep in mind they can be performers, assistants, carnival employees or advertisers/recruiters. For a full list of possible positions check here} Marissa Heart is a professional dancer, contortionist, trapeze artist, acrobat. - About their life before the circus. {5-8 sentence paragraph}Marissa Heart has been a technically trained dancer for 24 years. She has been in the entertainment industry for a decade, choreographing, dancing, acting and singing. She has been part of many shows and films, such as World of Dance. Has performed with artist Lady Gaga, Christina Aguilera, Michael Jackson. She has been in tv shows, American Horror Story, Glee, the Voice. Her current occupation is a Choreographer in Melrose Playground LA. - What brought them to the circus? {5-8 sentence paragraph}Marissa Heart adored her job as a choreographer in the studio. But after working there for a few years she felt she wanted to do something that would challenge her a bit more. When she heard about the circus, she thought this would be a great way to show what she could do as a contortionist. - What are your character's four biggest fears? {Physical fears such as needles, snakes, poison etc. anything that can be used to scare them PHYSICALLY}1. Losing a loved one. 2. Getting injured and not being able to do what she loves. 3. She is terrified of needles. - What are THREE secrets about your character? {Please be in-depth, at least 2 solid sentences but can be more, and make them dark.}1. She is into Bondage and fetishes. She loves swimming in full latex catsuit. She is use to being in charge and being the Dom, but she doesn’t mind switching up the roles and being a bit submissive. 2. She has worked as a dominatrix. For both men and women, She loves being in control and made one of her spare rooms into a dungeon. She was up for pretty much anything the client had wanted her to do to them, or act. 3. She is Bi sexual. She usually doesn’t mind sleeping with females but prefers dating men. She has only slept with two females and they were strangers. sample: Your sample should be from the viewpoint of the character you are auditioning as. It should be a minimum of 3 well written paragraphs {6-10 sentences each} but you can write as much as you’d like. Please write about your character’s first experience at Cirque Du Freak. You can write about a show your character saw that made them drawn to the carnival life, or their determination to become one of them. Be creative and HAVE FUN. The air smelled of Bulgarian rose, leather, and sandalwood. The man in gimp suit stood in the Spreader Rod. “It's like you never had wings.” The vinyl played Change by Deftones. The vibrant blonde walked towards him with a leather whip as she moaned, placing the whip over her body. The latex cat suit creaked with every movement. Listening to the the sound of latex was a bit of a turn on for Marissa. Lifting the whip as she began striking the man infant of her as she moaned hearing his screams, yelling Mistress Heart. Begging for more. She moaned as she continued to whip him as the song playing on the vinyl. She smirked as she untied the man throwing him to the floor as she lift her heel and began crushing his body with her thigh high boots. She moaned as he as she continued his session. When it was finished she escorted him out, but not before she received her payment of $400. Which was her usual price for the Heartbreaker. Locking the door as the man left as she slipped off the thigh high boots as she slowly removed the latex cat suit as she smirked. Loving the sound it made as it rolled off her body. Walking to her counter naked as she grabbed her phone and looked at the time. Her friend had invited her to go with her to Cirque Du Freak. She was very curious as she read the message about her friend getting there tickets, texting her the details. She closed her phone and went off to get ready. She took a quick shower and headed to find an outfit for the show. She began doing a smokey eye and red lips as she grabbed a black cropped top, latex pants with a crotch zipper and her signature high thigh heels. Arriving to the show with enough time, as she parked her yellow Camaro. Marissa was defiantly someone who loved attention as she put on a black choker on her neck and looked at herself in the mirror making she she looked perfect. Grabbing her purse as she headed out of the car. She dialed her friend Amy’s number, letting her know that she arrived. She smiled when she saw her friend in the front as she kissed her cheek. “Hey babe, ready for some wild fun” She said winking at Amy as they headed inside. Her friend letting her know who bitching she looked. She smirked rolling her eyes as she flipped her hair. “So do you babe” She said smiling as they both walked inside, hearing a group of guys whistling her way. She smirked as she walked inside the Circus as they took there seats. She was very excited to see the show and the different acts. She smiled as the show began. Her eyes became dried as she stared at the talented people. She had to remind herself to breath. The show was a good length but she felt it was over so quickly. She didn’t want it to end. Tears fled her eyes as she froze. When she finally was able to react she grabbed her friends and her eyes widen as she looked at her. “I need to work here. I believe that this is going to be my next home” She said as she got up. “Where are you going?” “I am going to find the manager and get a job” She said winking as she headed to try and find the person incharge. 

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01/23/2021 03:02 PM 

Headcanons

  โœญ She was raised by poor farmers. Her family consists of her father and mother (Dennis and Jenny Olsen) who inherited her grandfather’s corn farm. She is the youngest of six (four boys: Denny, Mitch, Chris & Milo. two girls: Janie & herself) and everyone was expected to contribute daily. She fought hard against it and often slacked off when no one was looking. โœญ She didn’t have many friends in high school. Her attitude towards the people she went to school with caused her to distance herself from everyone. A few people would attempt to befriend her, this would maybe last a month or two before they got annoyed with her constant bickering about being in South Dakota. โœญ She never bothered to get her driver’s license. As a teenager her parents couldn’t afford to send her to driver’s ed, in return she was driving around without a license when she was sixteen years old. The only reason why she stopped was because she got in a bad accident, ultimately terrifying her of driving ever again. A huge appeal New York City had for her was she could get away without ever driving thanks to the subways. โœญ She was 2nd runner up in Miss Teen South Dakota. When Jackie was seventeen years old she decided to save up as much as she could from her part time job at the mall to participate in the competition. With no prior experience in beauty pageants, she surprised everyone when got as close as she did. Her ego was bruised slightly from this still, and when asked she’ll still argue she deserved it more. โœญ The decision to move to New York was made on a whim. A year after she graduated high school, she had a dream that she was going to make it big if she got out of South Dakota. The very next morning, without anyone’s knowledge, she booked her train tickets to get herself to Penn Station that was set to leave the next day. She broke the news to her family afterwards. โœญ Jackie believes she is a great singer. She’s not the worst, but it was a hard hit to her ego when she was denied role after role on Broadway. One person suggested that she hire a coach to help “fine tune” her skills but she shrugged him off. โœญ Her hair is naturally a dark blonde. While she still lived at home, her parents never allowed her to dye her hair, pierce anything, or wear makeup. She was able to hide wearing makeup in high school but she desperately wanted to dye her hair. When she had enough money, she dyed it a dark brown and hasn’t looked back since. โœญ She despises alcohol. Even though Jackie smokes as much as half a pack a day of cigarettes, she draws a line with drinking. The few times she’s allowed herself to get drunk have led her into bad situations she wishes to never experience again. โœญ Her mother wasn’t on speaking terms with her for years. She didn’t understand why she felt the need to leave the state so suddenly and resented it until she announced she was getting married. โœญ She never took her husband’s last name. The name “Jackie Lewis” didn’t have the same ring as “Jackie Olsen” to her. While she wanted to get away from her past, there was something about her name being her own that she loved. Her husband wasn’t too keen on the idea, causing the first of many fights after their marriage. โœญ She loves “New Yorkers”. Upon moving to the area, Jackie found herself infatuated with the new type of people she met. Even if it’s regarded as terrible to some, she finds their accents and mannerisms to be enduring. Since living there, she’s tried adopting it as her own. โœญ More to come!

Arabella.

01/23/2021 08:28 PM 

Adjective.

Relentless.adjective;oppressively constant; incessant. "the relentless heat of the desert"---harsh or inflexible. "a patient but relentless taskmaster"-------The sound of screams echoed down the hall. Once upon a time, the brunette would have flinched. Being the cause of someone's pain had been a hard thing to come to terms with. Both of her parents had slipped into their roles within the cartel with ease. Her father had such a knack for the criminal side of life that it hadn't taken him any time to climb their ranks and become the number two man. Her mother, for all of her girl next door appearance, had no trouble with any of the things that came along with being the queen to the number two. Neither of them had ever hidden that part of their life from their daughter. Arabella had grown up secure in the fact that one day, she would be as involved as her parents were. She was smart, had a level head, and a knack being able to tell when people were lying to her.She hadn't counted on being uncomfortable with being the one to take a human life. Once she had taken over for her parents and all of the decisions were resting on her she found she couldn't be the one to physically pull the trigger. Her hands were far from clean, but they weren't bloody. She had people that would take care of that for her. The first time she took someone's life and watched their life fade from their eyes, it had sent her running back to Greece for six months. But that was in the past. A lot of things could change in a year. Her desperate need to find out who had murdered her parents hadn't diminished. If anything, it had only gotten stronger. And with it, her problem with taking a life had all but disappeared. Her hands were no longer clean. They were filthy with blood. She wouldn't stop. She wouldn't give up. Not until she had gotten justice for them. She was relentless.The screams abruptly gave way to a gurgled groan before going silent. A few minutes later the door to the room swung open and Miles filled it, casually wiping his bloody hands. He was quiet as he watched her, flipping through the folders of informed she had managed to gather about her parents. She felt like every day she got a little closer. But it still wasn't enough. And she was starting to grow impatient. Flipping it closed she looked up, watching Miles as he watched her. He stuffed the rag into his back pocket, then folded his arms across his chest. He didn't need to speak for her to know what he was thinking. They had worked together long enough and had a close enough relationship to be able to read each other like a book. "Yeah I'm still sure," she said, to which he nodded. It was the same question, every time.He was always looking out for her, in every way that he could. He always told her it was the father in him. To him, she was just another one of his kids. Bending down and pulled her knife free from where it was tucked into the top of her boot, twirling it around her fingers as she slipped past Miles and headed down the hallway. Voices reached her now, murmured words of how they had wished they could have a crack at the current target of her rage. Her men had been incredibly fond of her parents and were almost as desperate as she was to get revenge. She stepped into the room and it descended into silence. Some of them were staring at her. The others were staring at the man currently strapped to the chair, eyes almost as dark as hers staring at her. A black eye was starting to form, his nose was broken, she was sure, and his lip as well as his eyebrow were split.She felt the warmth of Miles against her back as he shadowed her footsteps and for a moment, she wanted to tell him to give her a little space. But she knew her husband would appreciate the fact that he constantly took his job to protect her more than seriously. She shot him a look over her shoulder and he simply nodded. Her grip tightened around the handle of the blade she favored, choosing to ignore the muttered comments about how a gun would be so much better. She had been trained how to properly use a gun at a young age. But after losing her parents to gunshot wounds, she could barely stomach to look at them. He was looking at her now, her target, carefully tracking every single move that she made. She wondered, briefly, what he thought of when he looked at her. She was the perfect blend of her mother and her father. Both in her looks and her personality.Miles once told her it, the combination of everything, gave her an innocent appearance, with something dangerous lurking just below the surface. She used that to her advantage now, offering her captive a calm smile as she knelt in front of him. "Hi Mark," she said, keeping her voice purposely soft. He had stopped struggling, his body completely still. "If you don't let me go…" Arabella simply raised an eyebrow, the hint of a smirk teasing her lips. "You'll what? Wait, let me guess. Pain and death and trouble? Believe me Mark, I've got plenty of that without your bullsh*t threats. Now. I would love to let you go. As soon as you answer my question. That's not so hard, is it? And you want to be let go, don't you? You've got parents that depend on your help. We wouldn't want to do anything to mess that up." She didn't bother to tell him that she had already gone ahead and put a plan into place for his parents. They didn't need to pay for what their son did.There was the first hint of fear in his eyes now, peeking out from behind the arrogance. When he didn't come up with some sarcastic remark she nodded, reaching behind her. She gripped the picture Miles had placed in her hand, then held it up for Mark to see. "I know you lied to my friend here about not knowing these people," she said, shoving the picture of her parents taken only three days before they were killed. In it, Mark sat across from both of them. From the look on her father's face, she could tell it was business. Mark's eyes flickered from the picture to her and then back again. "What the f*** does it matter to you?" Arabella made a tsk-tsk sound and shook her head, pushing up to her feet and circling slowly around Mark until she was standing behind him. If he wasn't going to give her answers then he was ready to be done with it.She lay a hand in his hair, curling her fingers in it. With one hard pull she yanked his head back so he was looking up into her eyes. "If it wasn't abundantly clear, they are my parents. You lied about knowing who they were. But that picture? It tells me another story. Three days after that was taken, they were shot. Murdered." Just talking about it had her temper spiking. She brought the knife up to his neck and pressed it into his skin hard enough that tiny drops of blood welled up. They slid down his skin, staining the collar of his shirt. With each word that left her lips she used the knife to jerk his head back another inch more drops of blood sliding along his skin. "No one seems to know what happened to them. And if they do, they aren't talking. So I make them talk. Haven't you realized that several people connected to the drug trade here have gone….missing?"Understanding filled his eyes but he didn't struggle. Not with the knife pressed hard to his skin. Instead he was silent, his eyes locked on her. "I will find out what happened to them. I don't care how many of you I have to work my way through before I get the truth. Whatever I have to do, whatever it takes. So I'm going to give you one last chance to talk." She knew that he wouldn't though. None of them had. No one wanted the reputation of being a rat. That was a death sentence. What she needed was to find the right person and push all of the right buttons. Two full minutes ticked by, and still, he remained quiet. Arabella lifted her eyes, gaze touching on Miles for a moment. He nodded and she let out a sigh. "Times up, Mark." She yanked his head back again, drawing her blade across his neck in a deep, clean slice. Blood spurted out, the smell making her feel nauseous. Moving past his body she passed the knife off to Miles. "Call the cleaner," she called over her shoulder. "He's got another mess to clean up."

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01/23/2021 07:24 PM 

Rules .

1. What you  see  is  what  you  get .  2. I write Novella  and Solely  Novella .3. I am  not  interested  in "macho"/ himbo looking  males. Already  got  my  ship partner, my husband .  4. Not here  for  drama,  just  here  to  write .  5. I  don't  tolerate  bullies  or idiots who  don't  follow  my  rules  or the rules of  the Masquerade . 6. Yes I  am  here  to  roleplay,  just  not  with  people  who  are  asking  me  the  wrong  questions  .7. Giving me crap for being  married  will  get  you  blocked.Rules and lore of the world are  linked  below  for  Kine and  Kindred https://www.albany.edu/~theguild/vampire/pages/history.html#camarilla 

Gryffindor Goddess

01/23/2021 06:29 PM 

Marvel Potter: Two out of 14 Billion

It was suppose to be the end, end of it all. The end of He who must not be named has come, The Golden Trio was finally free of the war that had been coming six years their time at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizaedry. They would soon all be able to finish or well begin their 7th year at Hogwarts, once it was reconstructed. Hermione and Ron hand in hand while they walk with Harry across the bridge as their minds were ,possibly not all clear, but Hermione's was in the process of making sense of things, of what all had happened as they all took in the air. Standing in front of Ron as they both watched Harry in awe, she wondered what was he going to do with the elder wand, since it would seem he now had two of the three Hallows. The only two thought at this time only ones left. The invisibility cloak and the Elder wand. Of course, due to a visitor coming out of o where , he appears on the bridge before the trio and he places his hand on Harry's to stop him from breaking the wand. " I wouldn't break that just yet Mr. Potter, you may need it. Oh and Sorry Mr. Wesley, but this one must come too, Miss Granger, Mr Potter. I am Dr.Strange and the Universe needs you both " Hemione gasps as she watched the whole thing come into play. Ron gulps and as usual asks a question he really would possibly not understand the answer if the man even explained it "Ahh, How did you..ah.." Ron began as Hermione turned to him with a eye roll, "Really Ron! did you not just hear the man? I have to go.." She said annoyed at him. "With me and Mr. Potter here, Miss Granger, I an sorry to spring this on you, especially since you two young lovers jut realized your love, but just a little future hint, Mr. Weasley.. well lets just say you'll be eating meadium rare steaks for the next ten years with the one you first kissed. " Dr. Strange said as he sighs heavily, motioning for Hermione to come to him. Hermione turned and looked at Ron, sadness filling her eyes, no one did not yet understand Dr. Stranges hint for his future while Hermione is gone, she shook her head and simply hugged Ron,places her small hands upon his cheeks and looked him in the eyes before kissing him lovingly and pulls away and says, "Ron, please don't forget me, and always know I loved you." And with that she nodded and walked towards the man in the flashy cape. She looked at Harry, placing her hand upon his and said, "Well looks like I will be going with you this time." A small smile swims over her lips as a small tear falls from her eye. Now you are probably wondering, what? and why is this even playing out? Well you see, we shall go to the past a bit, starting with a little history of a stone that is known as an infinity stone. Which later we will learn about how and why these two, from another part of the world, this universe comes in. To do this, one who has passed will come to us through dreams. Professor Dumbledore.. but for now, here is how and why this Infinity stone came to Harry.. What they didn't know is that the ressurection stone, had been found and taken back by someone from another world, someone who only found it because a unknown God had allowed it to double as the ressurection stone for magical world, but it was really one of the many infinity stones. He hoped it would be able to stay in the magical world disguised. Which he was not aware the fact that it was found, until Dr. Strange made it known. This of course angered the " Unknown, as he was called, and in the end it later was believe the unknown may have been with Odin now, dead pretty much, as it was told by Thor that a being so evil, worse than Voldemort as well as others. Had come from the stars and had got his hands on all of the stones known as the infinity stones. it came to be kmown that stone, which was believed to be with another, the true one had been hidden all these years in the Magical World and protected by none other, than Albus Dumbledore. How or why you ask? well that will be known in time, right now we return to the next chapter in a new adventure for our duo, Hermione Granger and Harry Potter. "Alright, I'll go with you, Dr. , but after we are gone..umm, never mind, I guess its best to leave Ron's future out of my mind, and so I believe at least an explanation is in order? Why do you need only Harry and I? we've been called the Golden Trio, not duo." Hermione asked as Dr. Strange did his own magic, making a portal for the three of them to pass through. "I will give you both a beiefing once back at my office." he said as the circle became bigger and a portal was made, "After you Miss Granger, Mr. Potter." he said as Hermione looks back at Ron one last time, waves goodbye dissappearing through the portal.

Fool of a Took 'TFA'

01/23/2021 05:42 PM 

Peregrin Took setting off on a adventure
Current mood:  adventurous

The ring war was over. Sauron was vanquished and the One Ring destroyed. The Shire and the kingdoms of Arnor and Gondor were restored. Gandalf, Elrond, Galadriel, Bilbo and Frodo sailed for the Undying Lands. The Fourth Age began, it was a time of peace and so, the simple life of Peregrin Took was starting again. A simple and happy life after all.Many years had passed now, since the ring war. Peregrin was married to Diamond of Long Cleeve, they had one Son, Faramir Took I, who was named in honor to Peregrin's friend Faramir, Steward of Gondor, Prince of Ithilien. Their life was peaceful and simple, but how was Bilbo once saying. "It is no bad thing to celebrate a simple life" and it truly wasnt a bad thing, after all what Peregrin had seen. He had seen death, blood and the evil itself, he was a part of the fellowship of the ring and fought for what he loved, but not everything was bad, through this he also made great friends, friends with whom he would be forever associated.Peregrin belonged to the Shire, where he was born and raised to the Fool of a Took he was. After the Years of the ring war he became more serious, he was becoming the Thain of Shire and with that Counsellor of the North-kingdom, but he also belonged to Gondor, where King Elessar knighted him. Peregrin was living in Gondor for some Time and became the Godfather of King Elessars first born Daughter Verdarianna Elessar and also her best Friend.Peregrins life was perfect like it was and he was enjoying it to the fullest, but deep down inside, he could feel something was missed. As more Time passed as more restless Peregrin became. He could feel that it was on the time for a new adventure and he would not shut off the inner voices any longer. Peregrin was still adventurous and always looking for Adventures and was taking the chance when he was able to. He was a typical Took. Bree, was the farest he traveled in the last years and slowly his inner voices became louder for a new adventure. For one which wouldnt only be filled with danger, blood, death. The dangerous time of the ring war was over, but still, Peregrin knew that there was still danger outside and that the evil never really died. Anyways, he wanted to see more of middle earth, again. Merry his cousin and oldest friend and himself, where the hobbitses who had seen the most of middle earth, but still Peregrin knew there were still realms he had never seen and something deep inside told him that it was on the time to explore those realms.He had wife and child now, so it wouldnt be that easy. Diamond was not a lass of adventures, she rather enjoyed the simple life in the shire and then there was their son Faramir, he was still too young for big adventures. Peregrin was kind of in between of his happy and simple life and his adventurous side which had slumbered for so long but became too loud with the time.Peregrin was thinking a lot about the how, the when and the possibility at all. He could not just left, he had a family now he needed to care for, he was the thain of the shire who he had his duties to do, even if it wasnt much, since their was not really a need of soldiers for the shire any more since it was the time of peace in middle earth. Peregrins days were filled with day dreams and hours in his study, sitting over the map of middle earth, his nights filled with restless hours of sleep and thoughts of another big adventure. As longer as he was waiting as more he became restless.One morning Peregrin woke up, his wife was already making breakfast and their son Faramir was also awake already and played with his drangons on the kitchen floor. Peregrin entered the kitchen and a long sighs escaped his lips.His wife turned her head to him and without any words, she knew, they both dont needed to talk to understand one another. She simply knew what was bothering her husband. After breakfast, she was going into Peregrins study and he followed her, Faramir was playing with his drangons again and his little life was filled with happiness and joy.Peregrin entered his study after his wife, Diamond was already holding the map of middle earth in her hand, she had watched Peregrin for a long time. She felt it since a long time and today the day was here. Peregrin was looking at his wife then at the map and nodded. "Yes darling wife, I would like to go onto an adventure again, I would like to see more of middle earth, I would like to see the realms I have only heard about" Peregrin was finally talking about his wishes and his wife understood. She was the most wonderful hobbit lass and even if it was hard for her, she was letting Peregrin go, for an Adventure only of course, that he would return back to his family, there was no doubt, he loved them and would never willingly leave them behind for good.So it was time, Diamond was packing things for Peregrin, Peregrin was getting his pony ready, then he explained things to his son as good as he could, what wasnt the hardest, because Faramir wished for that his Papa would bring him a dragon, that this was impossible the young lad did not understand, but Peregrin was going with it. For sure he would find something for his Son to bring with, what would make him happy and so Peregrin said goodbye to his lad, then also to his wife.Peregrin Took was going onto a adventure again, where the way would lead him, was standing on the map, but it also was unknown, because no one could know what would happen on the adventure, and so Peregrin set off on the journey...To be continued.. 

POD Archie

01/23/2021 12:36 PM 

A Male Peac*ck ๐Ÿฐ

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