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Post by Deleted on Feb 29, 2016 22:44:07 GMT -6
SHE IS A BEAUTY DRIPPING WITH DARKNESS Kristy’s life had been a world-wind of emotions. One minute she has a normal life with a normal family, something that she originally hadn’t started out with, and now she was a vampire. A creature that fed on the blood of innocent people, or, at least, they were supposed to. Luckily for Kristy, she wasn’t known to kill people. She tried blood bags, not that they tasted any good, but it was a start. It was the best to fed and not kill people at her college, which was always a good thing. She hadn’t killed anyone in her last five hundred plus years of living, or rather not since she turned that is. A turning that she never wanted to happen anyways, but Demetri had other plans for her. He had told her she was destined to die and then had killed her, and she had awoken within a dirt grave. For years, centuries, she had sat there, with nothing but decay and the thirst for blood and revenge. Until he saved her, Stefano. And then she lost him. Rather than going on the war path, she continued with her normal vampire life, staying to the shadows and the likes. Lucky for her, she had awoken with something that allowed her to enjoy the sunlight. And she had used that to the best of her ability, allowing her to be a normal teenager in the modern world. Currently, she was getting dressed for her morning class at the local college, while she knew that she didn’t need to continue going to school, she liked the distraction and the normality. And she liked the idea of getting different degrees and learning new things. She quickly pulled her hair in a high curly ponytail as she moved through her room, pulling her jacket off of her bed and quickly grabbing her books and bag, stuffing the bindings within the bag as she walked down the steps. Her feet padded against the stairs as she moved down them, she needed to get out of the house before she was late for her first class, an early class that she really enjoyed. Finally, she grabbed her keys, she took off down the street in her car, that was until she got the call from her friend saying that class ended early and they were all meeting up. Getting the directions, she quickly pulled over down the street from the location and removed herself from the car along with her bag. And maybe that was why she found herself at a nightclub, going out for drinks. And Kristy was dragged along, much to his dismay. She hadn’t been much of a drinker, not when she was human and since becoming a vampire she hadn’t really gone out to a bar, fearful that getting drunk would entitle her by accident killing people. She all but dragged her feet as soon as the car pulled up outside of the bar, and it caused the small study group to laugh. ‘Come on Kristy, lighten up. Let loose.’ She rolled her eyes, faking a smile upon her face as she let them drag her into the bar. Of course, that was a few hours ago, and now…she and her ‘friends’ were laughing as if they had been together for years, centuries. Sure she wasn’t drunk, but she had enough to drink on her watch. However, the girls and guys around her were so lost in their drunken haze that she knew that she would be the one to drive them all home, thus, she moved towards the bar, just as security dragged some guy away. She frowned as she watched them drag him away and with that she was pulled to the dance floor. But lucky for her, she was able to slip away from the drunken group and find her way to the bar, where she placed herself down upon a stool.
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Post by DEMI VENTICE on Mar 1, 2016 20:01:45 GMT -6
 Demi, Meeting, @kristina
lyrics @ Lana Del Rey. notes – <3 words - 990ish
In the Land of Gods and Monsters
I was an Angel
Since she has been in New York, Demi has pretty much been keeping to herself with the occasional hunts for blood, every now and then some hunters would attempt to kill her, but in those attempts all of them failed. This vampire is a survivor, she raised herself to live her own life, and have been on the run from a psychotic vampires for more than two-hundred years as she is pretty capable to stand off a few hunters. The Bulgarian born brunette wasn’t always a vampire, nor wasn’t she always a selfish woman who only thinks of herself and her own wellbeing, when she was younger and human, she was just a simple girl who wanted to be loved. The truth was, Dimitra Vladtrova was once an insecure teenager who fell for any boy whom said they had feelings for her, and every time she would believe them. At that time, sex before marriage was a big disgrace to yourself and to your family, though being a noble’s daughter was much worse.
Demi was in love with a boy who didn’t share the same feelings, she was blind, and she thought a stranger identified her more than her own family. Demi had a mother, a father, and a twin, whom she loved and trust, though they weren’t enough to fill the void that lived inside her. Demi loved her family, but she wanted another type of love between your soulmate and your significant other, though the boy she placed so much trust in proved to be her own downfall as he didn’t love her. Demi was heartbroken when she found out that the only reason he wanted to be with her was to say he that laid with a nobleman’s daughter. For the first time ever, Demi understood the meaning and the feeling of a heart breaking because the blow was heavy on her mind for a few weeks, though things beginning to change for Demi, and not for the better.
She noticed she was craving a lot of food, gaining weight, moody, and more obviously she was throwing up, which only could have been one thing. Demi was pregnant. When she came to that conclusion, Demi had never felt so scared in her life because there was no telling the wrath her father would wish upon her. Hope was soon to be lost as she grew more distant as she shown more of her pregnancy, she even separated herself from her twin sister, Kristina, because she knew that she would know something was wrong with Demi. Kristina probably already knew what was wrong with her, or noticed the differences in how she was acting because Kristina and Dimitra had always been close as they were the true meaning of sisters, though when Demi became pregnant their father would not care for their relationship because his name was on the line.
Finally, when her family found out that she was pregnant only the worst thing was imaginable, her father tried to kick her out even when she was six months due. Demi plead with her father, but he was hearing nothing from his own daughter, naming her a whore, a disgrace to the Vladtrova name, and a disgrace to him. If it wasn’t for her mother and sister, Demi would have long been sent outside her luxurious home, and the baby probably would have never made it into the world. Sadly, when she finally conceived the child, her baby was taken before she could ever see it, and that same night she was shipped off to England. Never to see her family again.
Demi sat at the bar with a cup in hand, throwing back the taste of alcohol and enjoying the slight buzz she was gaining, though the only high she really enjoys was the sensation that blood gives her. Nothing can ever replace the taste of human blood, especially fresh from the vein as nothing can beat the euphoric feeling. The shot glasses would have to do because she wasn’t really feeling a hunt at the moment, not after finding out that her worst nightmare was actually alive and looking for her. Luckily for her, she has a lot of friends who keep an eye out for her, and namely one betrayed her and told Brann where she was staying, so it’s too late to move because he will just follow. Demi was going to have to figure something out soon, but right now she was enjoying, probably, the last shot she will ever have.
Demi was about to ask for another shot when a familiar scent wafted through her nose, which made her slightly turn her head to the door only to see her exact face walking in. Immediately, Demi turned away, her eyebrows furrowing, how could it be? Kristina is alive? The very thought of her twin being a live makes her believe that the only way for that to be possible was that she was a vampire, just like her, though she could be wrong. When Kristina sat down, not too far away from where Demi was, the elder twin stood up from where she was siting bringing her shot glass along with her as she made the trip over to her sister. Demi wasn’t much off the hugging or loving type, at least for now because she has too much things on her plate to really care much for others. Demi casually sat down next to her sister as she spoke, her Bulgarian accent vibrant in her words,” Krisitna Vladtrova, my dearest twin it’s been a long time,” Demi turned with a twisted smile,” Shall we catch up on lost time?”
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2016 12:36:23 GMT -6
SHE IS A BEAUTY DRIPPING WITH DARKNESS Kristy’s life had changed so dramatically during her time alive. She went from a wife and an almost mother, to a buried woman beneath the ground. She went from a lover to a woman that wanted nothing to do but protect her heart and live out her immortal life as normally as possible. That was why, she had decided on school, going to college to have a life that she never experienced before. Sure she knew the histories, knew the words and knew the times that she was taught, especially because she lived through so much of it. Of course, her knowledge didn’t matter, she liked the idea of normality when it came to doing such mundane things that she couldn’t do when she was actually human. She had no idea why people hated the idea of their mundane life, why they drunk their way through things, but alas she would never question them due to her need to fit in with them all. Her friends, they would never understand her need for normality, they may call her a poor sport or a buzz kill, but they will never know the troubles she had gone through during her centuries of life. She watched her friends, their drunken bodies swaying to the music, jumping and laughing as she watched from afar. The sound of the stool next to her moving filled her ears, but she ignored it. Ignored it until she heard a familiar voice, a voice that matched her own. ‘ Kristina Vladtrova, my dearest twin it’s been a long time,’ – her head snapped towards the side, eyes widening at the sight of a woman that looked exactly like her, the twin that she had once held dear to her heart. She was alive. She was here. – ‘Shall we catch up on lost time?’She swallowed, “Dimitra?” she questioned as if she had seen a ghost, glancing around her as if it were a joke before her attention moved back to her twin sister. Her eyes brimmed with tears, her emotions taking over and without even thinking she pulled the woman into a tight hug. “Oh my god, I thought you were dead. How—how are you alive?” she questioned before pulling back slightly to look at her in the eyes, her own doe brown filled with tears. “Are you – like me?” she asked in a whisper before continuing in the same tone, “Are you a vampire?”MADE BY VEL OF GS [googlefont=Alegreya Sans SC:400] |
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Post by DEMI VENTICE on Mar 15, 2016 13:55:04 GMT -6
 Demi, Meeting, @kristina
lyrics @ Lana Del Rey. notes – <3 words - 680ish
In the Land of Gods and Monsters
I was an Angel
Demi eyed her sister with a small smile as she recognized her face, though why wouldn’t she because they have the exact same face. Dimitra and Kristina had a bond, when they were younger, that was unimaginable as no one could understood them like they did each other. When Demi was pregnant she didn’t have that support from her father or her mother, though she did from her sister, especially when mother and father were asleep or away. Kristina was the one who fed Diitra when she couldn’t walk or eased her pain when the contractions began to erupt, and it was her twin sister that stayed loyal to her even when the going got tough as she didn’t turn on her like her father did. Their mother was more or less on Dimitra’s side because she would never forsake her own daughter, but she did not like the fact that her daughter was a harlot and pregnant with some man’s baby. All things aside, Dimitra’s only fond memories of her family were with her twin sister, the only one who understood her, and the only one who would really help her. Dimitra would never forget the struggles the both of them had, but now, Dimitra is a survivor and have been for a long time, so seeing her sister sitting next to her is bringing back memories and feelings she never thought she would have again, which was throwing confusing emotions.
Dimitra fell into her sister’s hug, though she hesitated in hugging her sister back, shock was evident on her face as her sister hugged her,” Kristina,” She felt the strength of her sister and she knew she was that of a vampire, at least she would guess as she could have been something else, hell a demon would be like it too. Eventually through the quick hug, Dimitra would hug her back embracing the hug Kristina initiated. Listening to her sister’s words brought back a longing sadness and jubilance to have found her sister, who she too thought was dead. Dimitra spoke as she pulled back from her sister, a small smile playing on her face, her voice strong and calm,” I am little sister, I am alive, and you’re alive,” Dimitra placed a hand on her sister’s cheek, her smile spreading as a tear threatened to trickle, though she kept her composure as she continued speaking,” I am a vampire and I am sorry you are one as well.”
Now everything makes sense, Kristina being a vampire means that she too died, but seeing that she looks as youthful as ever, Dimitra only knows that she died young and hopefully she didn’t die in vain. Dimitra has so many questions for her sister, but those questions will have to come at a different time as there was other things out there she has to tell her sister about. Dimitra was in trouble and anyone who knows Dimitra are in trouble as well because Brann will not stop until she is dead, and he will kill anyone dear to her just to make things worse before actually Demi. Dimitra fears that now her sister is here in town, Brann will go after her thinking Kristina was Dimitra, and Demi can’t put her sister in danger like that.
Dimitra matched her sister’s tone of voice, a whisper so small that only Kristina’s ears should pick it up, though hopefully no other supernatural beings are around. “Dear sister, I am overjoyed that we have found each other again, but you being here, meeting me is very dangerous,” Dimitra said as a deliberate warning,” There is someone looking for me and he won’t stop until I am dead,” Dimitra said as she grabbed Kristina’s hand,” Has anyone came to speak to you? When did you get here?”
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