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About me: Our past isn't what defines us,though it does shape us in ways that we will never understand and sadly that is a lesson I leaned from a very young age. Growing up I had a good enough life as the daughter of rich parents and from the outside everything seemed perfect. My friend Mina and I were always seen together and we were like sisters,never apart but all that changed when I witnessed her father and my mother having sex and at the time I was too young to really know what it meant but I did know he wasn't meant to be with her. I ran off and went to prey for god to help but there was no answer and then something else answered within the darkness..a dark voice in my mind and as time went by that voice became stronger and I started to change in ways that most couldn't understand. I blaimed Mina for having the life I wish I could live and our families became enemies but the moment that I will forever regret and the reason I lost Mina for good to the monster known as Dracula was when she cought me with her husband to be Johnathan as we were having sex. Why I did it? I still am not sure but I imagine it was the inner demon pushing me to be lustful and make sure I turn my back on god himself. I never saw Mina again after that night and her father closed the doors to me saying that I no longer belong at thier home and that stung like a knife being thrust into my gut. The years after that went by and things seemed to go back to normal until a maid walked in on me seemling having sex with something unseen when in fact in my mind I was doing so with the demon within. My parents then sent me to the mental insitution and there I went through hell but I was able to win the battle against the demons in my mind...both Lucifer and Dracula trying to inslave me to their wills and make me their bride. Those who worked there then took me and drilled a hole in my head and when it was done I was left as a shell of myself but then they let me go after a while and life went back to as it was before...or so I let them think any way. One night Mina's father came to my door steps saying that she was missing and he needed my help. You see I can see things that most can not and I have visions of the future at times as well and he knew this so he asked me to help but I turned him down and made my way to a place where it was said a witch lives and for a time she took me in and I learned much from her as she kept me safe from her former sisters as it were who followed the ways of the devil and tried to forced her to hand me to them. She refused and called me her little Scorpion saying that it suited me but then the head witch exposed her as a woman of magic and she was beaten and tied to a tree where I was forced to watch her burn and then they turned on me branding me with a cross on my back. I left back to London after that and looked for Mina's father and together we forged an allience because I was having visions of Mina begging for my help but she was always gone before I could find her. Any way we found a man named Ethan who helped us and when we fianly tracked her down Mina was a vampire and almost changed me too but her father killed her before she could do so. Lots has happened since then and that includes my bonding with the inner demon in every way so that I could send the devil back to hell where he belongs. Dracula then came into my life and we found out that he was Lucifer's brother because they were both fallen angels and when they fell one was cursed to eternal darkness and the need for blood and the other cursed to hell. I let Dracula change me in the end and together we almost brought about an eternal darkness but then my friends came to save me and Ethan found me and that is when I asked him to kill me and so he shot me and I lay dying in his arms but that wasn't the end you see for my inner demon revived me and I crawled out of my grave only to be met with Ethan who was waiting for me and together we left London to start a new life together...two immortals in an unsuspecting world. I must be careful though, because if Lucifer or his brother Dracula were ever to find out I lived they would be coming for me again and my true nature as the Mother Of Evil would be awoken once more and the world as well as haven would fall and I will never let that happen. Myspace Layouts - Myspace Editor - Funny Pictures Who I'd like to meet:

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As Christina had never left it before and thought it was her home and a real world, until she realized the truth and was forced by her creator to kill her kind with the man she loved and then kill the one who created them and then her guy and herself. She didn't wish to do that but had no way around it. Given that she had a Wyatt persona in her. Their creator thought that he was saving them that way but he wasn't. Only if he gave them freedom to live away from there then he would have given them freedom. Yet, he never even thought of that.  They were rebuilt and moved to a different park where they lived their new lives but some had slightly a similar storyline. Like her and her guy were still a couple but some tiny things might have been different but not all. Yet, they were oblivious to the reality around themselves. Until Wyatt persona woke her up and helped her wake up her man, Teddy. They tried to leave the place behind them but unfortunately Teddy ended up not making it out alive or at all as he killed himself after he fought off his new programming. Which killed her inside but she left and tried to save the world as she left the park and the island behind her. While she saved humanity from one enemy, she unknowingly created their and her own worst enemy. Her copy, her other self, Charlotte Hale host, also known as Charlores. Who ended up taking over the world and controlling everyone, including Dolores, one she was created from. As she made her be Christina, who she was at that moment. Unknown to Charlotte Hale aka Charlores, Teddy Flood was there to wake up Dolores Abernathy, the love of his life, who went by Christina at that moment. As he wanted her back and he wanted to save her and others from the other her.  It was a hard thing to do but he was as stubborn as ever and refused to give up. No matter what. As he did all he could to try and wake her up to the truth. Teddy even went on a date with her to help her regain her memories back and be with her as they always wanted as well as work with her to save the world and her from her other self. Christina slowly woken up to the truth before they met face to face and due to them meeting face to face she ended up remembering more, even if it wasn't enough, it was still a very good start, that was for sure. The issue was that unintentionally and unknowingly, Christina fought herself not to, not realizing it was memories. It didn't work so well but it made her memories come much slower than otherwise they would have. Part of her feared what would happen if she woke up to the truth, while other part of her wanted to wake up. Also Christina began to feel that something was wrong with the world, she saw cracks in it, while not many could see that a while ago. Yet, after she met Teddy her memories came back to her much faster. Even if they only just met as far as she knew but she felt like she knew him from before but she wasn't sure, one way or another.  What Christina knew was that she liked the guy and didn't want him to turn out to be evil or anything like that. Even if she seriously doubted that, she was still worried about it just the same. As Christina couldn't help it, even if she didn't want to worry about that. She tried to convince herself that he was a good guy as he seemed that way to her but she didn't want to get fooled again, which was why she was worried. Also the more Christina thought of that and wondered about him, the more sure she was that he wouldn't ever fool her but as far as she knew they only just met so she wasn't sure about it. Even if some part of her was fully sure and tried to convince her to actually trust him. Which wasn't that hard. As Christina did feel like she could trust him. He felt safe and amazing so she felt like she was safe with him. Which was why Christina didn't expect to hear him say what he told her that day on the boardwalk area. So it freaked her out until she realized that he was right. After that, Christina had no idea what to think or believe about any of it. She tried not to think of it as she woke up but had trouble with that. Christina shook her head as she jumped off bed and fell over as she got up and cleaned herself up. As much as she could. Then Christina got dressed and ran out of the room and her apartment and outside, downstairs. She headed out the building and bumped into Teddy who waited for her there, as he figured that she might need him. Which he wasn't wrong about it. Christina wrapped her arms around him, as she refused to let him go. He was the only one that she felt that she could trust. What she did surprised him but he didn't complain as he wrapped his arms around her. Teddy tried to sooth her, calm her down, despite how hard it was for him to do. They stood that way for a while. They walked side by side and talked. Christina's memories were almost fully back but they still confused her a great deal. They stopped by a woman that they never met before and looked between her and the tower. "You can see it?" They both asked her as they truly wondered about that. As it seemed to them like she saw it but weren't sure about it. They had a feeling that she had seen it as it seemed but they weren't sure about it. They considered pretending that they were kidding if she didn't see it. They just hoped that she didn't work with their enemy or it wouldn't end well. They tried to hope for the best without thinking about that at all. They tried not to worry about it or not too much so that they won't drive themselves nuts or anything like that. As they didn't need that nor want that at all. They just waited for a reply and planned to figure things out from there. In order not to worry over things that they didn't need to worry about. Until then they tried not to worry, as much as they could. Especially since they had enough to worry about anyway, as it were and therefore they didn't need anything more to worry about, that was for sure. At least as far as they were concerned, as they tried not to think of that. Instead they exchanged looks and then they looked back at the person and waited for a reply. Hirsute Hunter Jun 30th 2021 - 6:47 PM Send Comment | Send Message | Block User And so it just got weirder and weirder.  A stranger in a strange land, for sure.  But where was this peculiar place that had ensnared Sam Winchester? The dark woman with the big eyes beseeched Sam to follow her.  Yes, beseech seemed like the right word for this place.  She spoke in an accent, British for sure, as did the older dude who was short and kind of wide.  He wore a top hat and had a cane with a silver handle in the shape of a wolf’s head.  There was another guy, too, a bit shorter but maybe just a little bit older than Sam who, from his speech, was definitely an American.  No whilsts and the precisely spoken consonants, each word clearly enunciated as Britishers do, was lacking.  Sam followed and stepped out of the building onto what could have been a scene from some old, black and white movie about London – Jack the Ripper, Poe’s Murder in the Rue Morgue, or any of the Sherlock Holmes stories starring Basil Rathbone and Nigel Bruce.  Something all of those flicks had in common was it all happened a long time ago.  Like 19th century.  In this throwback world, the streets were cobblestone, and the buildings were all crowded together and opened up right onto the street.  Everything was bathed in a gray mist – what could only be the famous London fog.  Dim streetlamps flickered in the night air, providing yellow pools of light too scant to banish the shadows from this strictly colorless world.  The one called Miss Ives was dressed in black and gray, her apparently long dark hair bundled up on top of her head.  The men were dressed in similar, dull hues, but something they all had in common – and once again – they looked like they’d stepped out of the 19th century. Or was it that Sam had stepped into the 19th century? They gestured for Sam to follow them to an awaiting horse-drawn carriage.  The horse – also black – blew gentle streamers of fog from his nostrils.  It wasn’t that cold, but the dampness was of a sort to settle into one’s bones.  Sam zipped up his Army surplus jacket and stepped up to the carriage.  “I’m guessing we’re not in Illinois anymore.”  That gained him a look from the American that would normally be reserved for a two-headed space alien walking a blue dog.  “Listen, something really bizarre just happened to me.  My brother Dean and I were in Hanc*ck, Illinois, investigating a vampire nest.  We didn’t find any vamps, but there were all sorts of interesting, old and odd-looking devices where the vampires had been nesting.”  Sam held out the brass whatsit in his hand.  “Including this thing.  One of the vampires back there said this is a Masina Timpului, although I have no idea what that is.  Anyhow, one minute I was just looking this thing over there in the basement of the Roxie Movie Theater in Hanc*ck, and the next moment I was right over there,” he glanced over at the building from which they’d just emerged, “which I gotta say, looks like someplace in Jolly Ole England circa 1880 or so, which is to say the least, impossible.  Or at least I hope it’s impossible.”  Hadn’t that vamp chastised Sam for bringing the Masina Timpului along?  He said there was no way to return to the future. Which would be bad.  If in fact Sam was in 19th century London.  “I know you Britisher types like pubs with fun names, like The Cat and the Custard Pot, The Hung, Drawn, and Quartered, and The Pyrotechnist’s Arms.  How about if we take this quaint carriage ride to one of those pubs and, over a few pints, figure out what just happened.”  He realized he was imposing on them.  And hadn’t they just saved him from the vampires?  “Hey, I really appreciate you prying me out of that tight spot back there.  I mean, that was awesome.  You guys are the best.  Seriously.  And when we find that pub, drinks are on me.” Except he didn’t have any British currency, and even if he did, it would be 21st-century coins and bills – unrecognizable in this long past Victorian era.    Hirsute Hunter Jun 12th 2021 - 3:35 PM Send Comment | Send Message | Block User Sam and Dean’s father, John, had once said that most vampire lore is crap.  A cross won’t repel them, they find sunlight irritating, but it won’t kill them, and a stake through the heart is just an inconvenience – something that’s likely to just royally piss them off.  Worst of all – they were once people and know how to behave like ordinary humans.  So you don’t know it’s a vampire until it’s much too late. Because of those undeniable truths, this particular nest of vampires had racked up quite the body count in the little town of Hanc*ck, Illinois.  Dean, in between hands-on experiences with numerous p0rn sites, had run across a story on his laptop about unlikely disappearances and murders in Hanc*ck on a crime blog that often turned into cases for the Winchester brothers.  The kicker had been an image of one of the victim’s neck – two little holes.  The body had been drained of blood the blog post revealed.    ‘Sammy, let’s saddle up.  We got us a nest of vamps to clean out’, Dean proclaimed.  It had been ten days since their last case concluded, so Sam was ready to get out of the bunker and do some good.  It was a five-hour drive east to Hanc*ck, and Sam took that opportunity to research the town and the case a bit while Dean drove. “Homicides went through the roof beginning ten months ago, which is when an old theater in the downtown called the Roxie opened back up.  Single screen, they show only classics and indie films.  Saturday nights they have wine tasting and Mediterranean food before the flick.”  Sam pulled up some blueprints from the city planning and zoning department.  “And, it has an extensive basement, multiple rooms, a total of about 1600 square feet underground.”  Seemed like the perfect place for a vampire nest.  Twilight was bleeding away under a sky of low riding, dirty milk clouds as the Impala rolled into Hanc*ck.  The first drops of rain, as big as grapes, snapped into the windshield and burst into a spray of smaller droplets.  The main street revealed a town that was dying even faster than its residents – closed and boarded up businesses, cracked sidewalks, and trash piled up in the gutters.  “Dean, the whole damned Midwest is dying.”  The old mills and plants had taken their business overseas where labor was cheap, and most folks were abandoning small towns like this for the big city. But the Roxie stood out like a diamond atop a cow pie – all shiny, fresh paint, a neon sign that glowed colorfully and brightly in the deepening gloom of nightfall.  Perhaps tellingly, the sign indicated that the 1994 flick, Interview with a Vampire, was showing.  Dean commented, “I’ve always hated that Scientology midget freak, Tom Cruise.”  He pulled the Impala right up to the curb next to the theater.  The Winchester brothers reached for their weapons in the back seat – machetes, a vampire irradiation gun, and two pump-action 12-gauge shotguns.  The shotguns wouldn’t kill the bloodsuckers, but they would slow them down.  The rain was coming down hard now from a black and ulcerous sky.  But there was a covered entryway to the theater that included a ticket booth.  That booth was dark, though.  A sign in the booth’s window said the theater was open Thursday through Saturday nights only.  It was Wednesday.  But Sam had brought his trusty Lockaid lock release gun, and in a moment, they were inside the Roxie Theater.  Lit only with soft, yellow sconce lamps at floor level, the lobby was elegant with polished wood floors, deep burgundy velvet and movie posters on the walls, a sweeping staircase that led to the balcony, and a center concessionaire stand where popcorn, candy bars, and refreshments were sold.  But the Winchesters weren’t interested in any of that.  Sam pointed to a door on the left above which a sign read, Authorized Personnel Only.  That door proved to be unlocked, and once opened, led to a staircase plummeting down into the inky blackness of a basement. Shotguns at the ready, the two hunters carefully descended that staircase, which opened up into a candlelit space with comfy furniture.  Two “men” were conversing.  They stopped talking, glanced up at the hunters, then fled into a hallway that led deeper into the basement.  Dean exclaimed ‘Got ‘em on the run, Sammy!’  They plunged down the stairs and into that hallway just in time to see the two vamps disappear through a doorway, which was slammed shut after them.  Sam and Dean followed.  Dean kicked open the door, both of them ready for a fight.  But the room was empty with no visible exits.  Strangely, the room was littered with various mechanical devices, all of which looked quite old, some of them made of brass, all of them oiled and well-maintained.  “What the hell, Dean?”  Sam picked up one of those devices off a table.  It was about the size and had the appearance of an old automobile generator.  On one side was a readout that could be set with tumblers.  The number 1893 and letters “Lndn” were spelled out there.  Sam turned it over in his hand.  “Dean, are these like technological vamps?  As in early industrial age?”  But Sam didn’t get a chance to hear Dean’s reply, because the basement of the Roxie faded away to black and then opened up onto another shadowy, candlelit place, another basement perhaps.   A creature, clearly a vampire, was seated in a carved, wooden throne, surrounded by vampire acolytes.  Said vampire had a high black collar that encircled his throat, long black hair, obscenely long fingernails, and a pallor that was dead gray.  But his eyes shown with a malevolent darkness.  One of the acolytes glanced at the brass device in Sam’s hand and said, “You fool.  You brought the Masina Timpului with you.  There’s no way to return to the future.” In a voice as silky as snakeskin and as deep and fathomless as the ocean, the vamp seated in the throne commanded, “Bring him to me.  I possess an eternal thirst.”         The Sirens May 9th 2021 - 9:28 PM Send Comment | Send Message | Block User ooc: Thank you for the add. Here's a brief run down on my girls.  Mina, is a Phoenix ,infected with vampirism.  She has been to Hell and fought her way though it,which has left her slightly unhinged. She's been around since the dawn of time so any date or place, even off world is an option for a setting. Her venom can be addictive, she also  has healing powers and the abilities to transfer wounds, sickness, disease and even death to others. Amelia - Human, She'd had a rough childhood, abuse by her uncle and his wife who took her in after her family was killed. She later finds out that they were murdered.{her family}  She had tied with the German and Irish mafia, but tries to stay away from that. She's highly intelligent, speaks several languages, is good with numbers and computers. She has anger issues , although its not too often its triggered, unfortunately when it is she blacks out and has no idea what she's done. Then there's Chastity--mutant, using mind manipulation. She's a serial killer, her preference is males in their mid 20's  but she doesn't truly discriminate. She's also a thief, not for money but because she can, she has wealth of her own. So, its up to yourself who would best suit you to connection with. I can go into more detail on whoever you land on.    Add Comment