Post by lykosecho on Jun 6, 2006 15:45:43 GMT -5
1. What you would like to be called: Coyote is what I go by ^^
2. What you tend to roleplay: Normally fantasy stuff. Anywhere from medieval to futuristic. I do vamps, lycans, shifters. Demons/Angels work too. Sometimes anime, if I've seen the series and am obsessed with the characters. I usually terribly SUCK at original characters, so I tend not to rp genres that I have to be original in lol. I -do- rp slash, preferrably male, and normally do straight rp relationships too.
3. Do you have any limits(romance, violence, swearing)?: No limits for me XD I go from PG to X+ when the need arises.
4. How long have you been roleplaying for?: Mm...about 2 and a half years?
5. A sample of your roleplaying. An intro will do. Say what genre it is: Genre -- Fantasy/Vampire
The lights were flashing, music pounding so loudly that Dante thought his ears would bleed if he got any nearer to the front of the club. His normally ivory-pale skin was flushed slightly, beads of sweat glistening in the dim building lighting. The power of the humans was around him as they danced, moving, swaying, bobbing. It was like a huge wave of energy in the room, and only that room. And with that energy was also the bloodlust the vampire was feeling from fasting for three days straight.
His instincts told him to just grab one of the drunk girls and drain her. They'd figure she'd died from over-indulgence and Dante himself would be pleased as the cat he was. But no...that he wouldn't do...he had too much class, and a much higher intensity drive, for that matter.
At the very back of the dancefloor there were couples making out, or maybe a bit more than that. It wasn't his business...not unless he was involved and he would like to start his own little sex-circle, thanks muchly.
He caught a glance of his prey -- a man probably a bit too young to be in a place like this, anyhow -- a bit smashed, not too bad. He'd give a bit of resistance. Dante smirked to himself, running his tongue over sharp canines, then sauntered over to the other male. Lazy, like he had not a care in the world. The man seemed surprised when Dante came up, hissing softly as the vampire pressed him up against the back wall, forcing himself upon the mortal, invading personal territory. Not like he -cared-
A few minutes of fearful resistance greeted Dante, but the demon was quick to react, their bodies touching as he swiftly dominated the intoxicated human. Too easy. He curled himself around the man, kissing him deeply, closely. It was meaningless. And it was only when the human was whimpering and moaning, the pair pressed together, did Dante nip at him and break skin.
Without a second thought, he turned his back on the crowd and buried inch-long fangs into the startled man's neck, the blood that poured from the wound rushing into Dante's mouth and throat, an intoxication all its own. He took his time to finish, letting the human slide to the ground lifelessly before glancing around once more.
Nothing.
Of course, he didn't belong here...no, well, none of them did. None of his kind anyhow. But since when did any of them behave the rules? Licking the last drop of blood from his lips, he sauntered out into the cool night.
2. What you tend to roleplay: Normally fantasy stuff. Anywhere from medieval to futuristic. I do vamps, lycans, shifters. Demons/Angels work too. Sometimes anime, if I've seen the series and am obsessed with the characters. I usually terribly SUCK at original characters, so I tend not to rp genres that I have to be original in lol. I -do- rp slash, preferrably male, and normally do straight rp relationships too.
3. Do you have any limits(romance, violence, swearing)?: No limits for me XD I go from PG to X+ when the need arises.
4. How long have you been roleplaying for?: Mm...about 2 and a half years?
5. A sample of your roleplaying. An intro will do. Say what genre it is: Genre -- Fantasy/Vampire
The lights were flashing, music pounding so loudly that Dante thought his ears would bleed if he got any nearer to the front of the club. His normally ivory-pale skin was flushed slightly, beads of sweat glistening in the dim building lighting. The power of the humans was around him as they danced, moving, swaying, bobbing. It was like a huge wave of energy in the room, and only that room. And with that energy was also the bloodlust the vampire was feeling from fasting for three days straight.
His instincts told him to just grab one of the drunk girls and drain her. They'd figure she'd died from over-indulgence and Dante himself would be pleased as the cat he was. But no...that he wouldn't do...he had too much class, and a much higher intensity drive, for that matter.
At the very back of the dancefloor there were couples making out, or maybe a bit more than that. It wasn't his business...not unless he was involved and he would like to start his own little sex-circle, thanks muchly.
He caught a glance of his prey -- a man probably a bit too young to be in a place like this, anyhow -- a bit smashed, not too bad. He'd give a bit of resistance. Dante smirked to himself, running his tongue over sharp canines, then sauntered over to the other male. Lazy, like he had not a care in the world. The man seemed surprised when Dante came up, hissing softly as the vampire pressed him up against the back wall, forcing himself upon the mortal, invading personal territory. Not like he -cared-
A few minutes of fearful resistance greeted Dante, but the demon was quick to react, their bodies touching as he swiftly dominated the intoxicated human. Too easy. He curled himself around the man, kissing him deeply, closely. It was meaningless. And it was only when the human was whimpering and moaning, the pair pressed together, did Dante nip at him and break skin.
Without a second thought, he turned his back on the crowd and buried inch-long fangs into the startled man's neck, the blood that poured from the wound rushing into Dante's mouth and throat, an intoxication all its own. He took his time to finish, letting the human slide to the ground lifelessly before glancing around once more.
Nothing.
Of course, he didn't belong here...no, well, none of them did. None of his kind anyhow. But since when did any of them behave the rules? Licking the last drop of blood from his lips, he sauntered out into the cool night.
