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10th-Sep-2005 07:24 pm - Sorry
Just wanted to let you know that I haven't forgotten about you. I've been sick and now my home net server is down. I'll be back asap. ^.~ See ya soon!
27th-Aug-2005 10:50 am - Does Anyone...
Feel inspired to take up the role of Richard? At least temporarily...that way we have the triumverate complete? And we have a Richard. *swoons* Yes, I'm a dork. I have accepted this.

I'm actually debating taking up Nathaniel or Asher myself...
27th-Aug-2005 05:50 am - Psyche Valdet
Full Name: Psyche Valdet
Nickname(s): Fangs, Lady Psyche Master of Winds and Beasts, Fanged Beauty
Age: 145
Apparent Age: Early to Mid 20’s
Species: Mixed heritage Unseelie Sidhe X Vampire
Physical Description:
-Eyes: Inner Ring-Electric Purple/ Mid Ring-Molten Gold/ Outer Ring- Electric Blue (They have a perpetual glow to them.
-Hair: White and catches light like crystal prisms
-Height: 5’6”
-Weight: Slender
PB: Izabella Miko EDIT: Mandy Moore (She fits better I think)
Personality: She’s fun loving and energetic. She can seem quite serious at times and at other be very out going and a bit hyper. She doesn’t put up with people’s crap most of the time unless she has to. She’s not afraid to go after what she wants, whenever she wants, and she’ll use any means possible to get it. (if she want’s it bad enough)
Occupation: Was a manager at Excalibur in Vegas. Now she’s in between occupations.
Affiliation: Seeking JC’s permission to stay in his territory as one of his vamps.
History: Psyche was born to Ciara Yevenne. Who before Psyche’s birth had murdered her husband and fled the mounds, leaving behind a son. She traveled to London hoping to avoid being found by her Seelie brethren. She eventually met up with a vampire who became her lover, and by using the Seelie aphrodisiac that’s use had been outlawed outside the Sidhee mounds, Ciara was thus impregnated.
Seven months after birthing Psyche in 1860, her brother-in-law caught up with her. Exacting his revenge for his brothers’ murder Psyche was left alone. Upon finding the now orphaned babe near her mothers corpse, Bret Valdet took her into his heart and his home naming her Psyche and giving her his surname.
Valdet who had been a hit man for the local Mafia and occasionally aided the local Vampires, each keeping the others identity a secret from the local authorities, he brought Psyche to them to draw up the proper paperwork. It was lucky that he had ties to the Vampires because it was not long before he realized that the child he had taken in was part vampire. Discovering this when she became hungry and sank her fangs into his meaty fore arm. It took all his strength plus that of two of his friends to pull the hungry babe off. Refusing to turn her out in the cold and not wanting to send her to live with the local vamps he contacted them and asked for their advice. The Master, Vitorio became like an uncle to Psyche. Teaching her vampire politics and etiquette, as well as enlightening her to the ways of the Council. With the hope that she would avoid all contact with them if possible. Little did he know that she was to later find that Traveler was her birth father.
As she got older she became more and more fascinated with the inner workings of the Mafia. And disliking how little rights women had she quickly decided to fill her fathers shoes. Valdet would have liked to be upset about the matter but was instead very pleased. She was an efficient assassin. Loving to hunt she fit right in with the men and the normal lines between men and women were no longer apparent in her dealings with the Mafia. The vampires on the other hand insisted upon treating her like a lady of the times. Although they did treat her with more respect then a normal women of her station, recognizing that she was in fact a very worthy adversary.
It was an outing with some girl friends that she came to find who her biological father was. Thinking that she was her mother Traveler called out to her. When she didn’t turn Traveler grabbed her by the arm and spun her around. Apologizing profusely when he realized that she was not Ciara. “You probably knew my mother,” She had said. That had confused him at first. But she quickly explained that she had been orphaned shortly after birth. Upon further discussion and some vampire mind tricks, that did not go as effectively as he would have liked, it was discerned that she was in fact his daughter. He tried to talk her into accompanying him home but she steadfastly refused. Remembering the stories that Vitorio had told her about the council. He insisted that they make arrangements for her to at least come and visit. She agreed and did in fact go to visit but insisted that Vitorio accompany her. She had correspondence with Traveler on a regular basis from then until the death of her father. Upon which she chose to find her mothers people in Illinois. There she learned the cause of her mothers’ death. And though she wanted to avenge Ciara she saw little point, as the woman was not even present in her memories. She was happy to get to meet her half brother, Drakken, who happened to be one of the Queens Ravens. And saddened to find that his mother was in fact dead. He didn’t seem to have cared much for his father and was not at all upset that Ciara had murdered the man. Nor was he bothered by the fact that his mother had just up and left him. After all he had been at least 26 by the time his mother had left. He begged her to stay but she refused not at all pleased to be in the presence of the Queen. She suggested that she come and visit on occasion but she found that to be out of the question. So she promised to write regularly. Which she did for a while but slowly that dwindled away and she was once again on her own. Which was fine by her.
Because of her Sidhe blood she was able to travel from place to place undetected by the local vamps. She joined up with traveling a couple circuses for a while. Enjoying each for a while. At other times she’d hire herself out as a hit man. Though most seemed hesitant to hire a woman. Even after women were beginning to get their rights. She did return to London from time to time to visit Vitorio. And she sent him Christmas cards and presents yearly. He only started sending her things in return when she finally settled in Vegas in the ‘60s. Finding life as a Vegas showgirl very agreeable.
When the son of the man she originally began work with took over she had already been seeing him. It was always on the side and he did eventually marry keeping Psyche as his mistress. Which suited her just fine. His wife dying well before him and leaving him childless. He chose to leave the Casino to her when he died in 1995 at the ripe old age of 85. It surprised her that he would do such a thing. But she was pleased that he had. Although it brought a new brand of trouble with it. Suddenly she was in the spotlight. Far more then she had ever been before. She couldn’t sneak off as easily for a hired hit as she had as a showgirl. Now everyone in Vegas seemed to know her by name.
And with that came the attention of the Vegas vampires. The master, Xander, taking a particular interest in her. It was a while before he figured out that she was a vampire as well as fey. He tried endlessly to call her to him. Realizing that she wasn’t going to come he had begun trying other means to convince her. Becoming tiered of his antics she decided it was time for a move and began shopping around. Vitorio suggested that she come back to London for a spell. But that wasn't at all what she wanted to do. But she did start using London as a kind of summer home. Then they began hearing of the Master in St. Louis. And that began to look like it could be a safe haven for her. So it took a while but she soon decided to go ahead and make the move.

(( hehehe you said as many as I could handel! ^-~
fendress ))
26th-Aug-2005 02:45 pm - Jasons History
Alright you asked for it! My life history thus far. I was Born to Randy and Jane Schuler. They were decent parents really I can’t complain much. After a while they had my darling little sister Jennifer, who is now my Lupa, odd that. But I’m getting a head of my self here. Life was good for us. We used to go sailing during the summer with our uncle Dean. God he was cool. And Jenn could do no wrong in his eyes. The eternal bane of my summers. Uncle Dean had three children, two of whom we knew the other one not even he really knew. But that’s another story. Anyway, my cousin Zoey, who was barely a year younger then Jenn, was always a pain in the ass. Even Jenn disliked her and she was a cheerleader too! But Zoë…well she was eternally bouncy and drove us both crazy! Heh I remember one summer Jenn and I took Zoë into the near by woods a few miles off. It wasn’t that long of hike. At least Jenn and I didn’t think so, but apparently Zoë didn’t agree, she complained the whole way there. Once we got there Jenn and I left Zoë to “rest” while we went off to the stream. But instead we left her there for at least 4 or 5 hours while we met up with some local friends of ours. Of course we didn’t get caught. Because when we arrived back at the house uncle Dean was off boat fishing for the night. So when Zoë snuck off later that night with her boyfriend of the week, which she wasn’t supposed to be doing we blackmailed her into keeping silent. Yea that was the deal don’t rat on us and we won’t rat on you. Of course Zoë later ended up a pregnant teen who was lucky enough to marry into a wealthy family.
Our other cousin Mysti, who was almost five years my senior, was more reserved. Jenn and I got along with her rather well…though sadly she never joined in on our practical jokes. Maybe she thought they were childish…nah. Which made her a good target for us. It wasn’t that we didn’t like her. It was just that if she didn’t want to help she got to be a target. LOL One summer she ended up with bubble gum pink hair. The cool thing about her was that she never rated on us or complained. So when uncle Dean asked about her hair she just shrugged it off and told him she thought she’d try something new. Which was why we liked playing our pranks on her. She committed suicide shortly after her 21st birthday. Jenn and I were never really clear on what had driven her to such an act. She was always relatively happy and at peace with her self. After that I bought myself a dog. Not sure why, I just felt like Mysti would have liked the little guy, ok so he wasn’t so little he was Rottweiler, but I think he must have had some Doberman in him because he was no where near as large as a normal Rott. I named him Ice in memory of Mysti. Because when I was about 10 she took me with her to one of those rock shows on ice thingys which by the way was super cool and I’d go again too…but somehow I can’t see going there now.
During the Fall Jenn, as I mentioned was a cheerleader, and I played guitar in the Jazz band. I loved it! It was so cool to play in the school band. But what was even more fun was a group of guys and I started our own band, no not all of us were in Jazz. I played bass for the band, and I also sang lead for a while. Yea can you believe it I sang! Now the only place I sing is in the shower. Up until I met Jaysen, yea every one thought it was real cute that she and I had the same name. But to keep from confusing everyone she usually went by Jay. Which was cool. Anyway after meeting Jay at the Community Jam she and I both began to sing for the band. That was around 10th grade or so. Of course she didn’t come over to the sleep-overs that the guys and I used to have. Mostly so we could sit up all night and play video games. Wasn’t I just so straight laced?
Anyway when I turned about 17 or so dad and I began working to rebuild his old motorcycle. I guess he saw how much I liked it or something because he eventually bough me my own. No it was not a Harley or anything of the like, it was a Ninja. Which by the way still resides in his garage as I’m not really welcome there…but again I’m getting ahead of myself.
When I wasn’t with dad or the guys I was usually in my room either jamming by myself, one way or another. Or I had my nose in some sort of manga/comic book of some kind. Or reading the current music news or reading up on my beautiful sports cars. Which I still don’t own any of. Yep I played things relatively safe. I’m not saying that I didn’t do my share of stupid shit. Because I did. Nope not telling you. So don’t ask.
Now as I’ve mentioned Jay and I were an item from about 10th grade, but we weren’t always exclusive. In fact we’d have a random fling here and there then get back together. She was really great. Wonder what ever happened to her. Anyway, I wasn’t exactly popular with the ladies but I wasn’t a slouch either. I mean hell for the cloths that I used to wear I’m surprised I did as well as I did. Though I guess it was because it was relatively the style, baggy jeans and slogan tees. Heh, I guess those really never do go out of style. Of course I wore tighter jeans when I’d go out dancing. Yep liked dancing even then. Although I must admit it was [I]quite[/I] a bit different. Would you believe that I used to go out country line dancing on a semi-regular basis? No? Well I did.
But then college started and the things that I used to find so much fun had lost some of it’s flavor. I was unsatisfied with my life. I wanted a change. I wanted to take some risks. Don’t get me wrong I liked school. And the classes were actually rather cool. And I loved having my own apartment, even if mom and dad were helping with the rent. But I wasn’t happy. I started going to clubs in the blood district. That was fun for a while. But eventually that wasn’t enough. So I allowed my self to become coffin bait. God I loved that high. Hell I still do.
That’s when I met Rania. God she was beautiful. Part of me was shocked that she was even giving me the time of day. But hey I wasn’t about to throw stones! I knew what she was but that didn’t matter. It was a risk and that was exactly what I was looking for. So I slept with her, or I should say she slept with me. It was then that she changed me. She just seemed to know that I was unhappy and looking for a change. I doubt that’s why she did it. I mean she never did anything that wasn’t for herself in some way. She left me there on her sheets bleeding. Not caring whether I lived or died. But lucky me I survived. The first few moons were hell. And they’re all kind of a blur. Sometimes I can discern them rather well. But other times…I’m just not so clear on them. Anita has her story about what happened to her dog well I have one too…although I wasn’t quite as young. Though one could say that I was a very young wolf...but some still say that so anyway. Yea I ate my dog during one of my first moons. When I came to myself I was devastated. But worse then that was coming home to my family with my news. I was a werewolf now and they just couldn’t take that. My parent’s disowned me. Uncle Dean wouldn’t even speak to me. The only one that didn’t turn on me was my sister Jenn. I was so grateful for that. I thought she’d never begin to know the depths of my gratitude to her. But then she was changed. Oops there I go again jumping ahead.
So after my first moon or two Jean Claude took an interest in me and well spruced up my wardrobe among other things. But he made me feel like I belonged somewhere. Don’t get me wrong Richard didn’t do a bad a job of that himself. And he did even better for Jenn. Hell he took her in to his own home after she was changed. And now she’s his Lupa. I wonder how Anita is going to take that…But the point is the pack is my family. But so is Jean Claude. Which is more or less the problem I’m torn between too many masters. My loyalty of course is to the pack first, but if Jean Claude calls…I’m afraid I’ll follow.

((Mmk sis is there anything that you and I need to discuss?))
23rd-Aug-2005 10:45 am - Ready to Start?
I'm impatient, I'll admit it. I'm going to do another round of advertising but I'm also going to put up the first post. We have an Anita, a Jason, and my character -- that's enough to get at least one post started...either at the Circus or Richard's.

I think the Circus...it's more neutral. We're going to assume Anita has just arrived in St. Louis about two hours prior.

*goes off to post*
21st-Aug-2005 11:56 am - Jen's Bio
Decided to post this since several characters are going to be expected to know who she is. If all OCs could do the same, that would be great.

Full Name: Jennifer Anne Schuyler
Nickname(s): Jen, Jennie
Age: 19/20
Apparent Age: (if applicable) 19/20
Species: Werewolf
Physical Description: Jen looks just like her older brother (Jason). Same baby fine blonde hair and same blue eyes. She was a cheerleader all through high school and that, mixed with being a werewolf, has left her with an athletic figure. She's cute and petite. Always has been and always will be.
PB: Jessica Simpson
Personality: A cheerleader. Jen is bubbly, yet bright. While she can come off as being a bit hyper, she is far from being a ditz. She just enjoys having fun. She is also "girly" and can come off as being fragile. One might wonder if her need to be taken care of is what made Richard fall in love with her in the first place? She loves to shop and is a bit of a makeup whore.
Occupation: British Lit Major, Lupa of the Thronnos Rokke Clan
Affiliation: Thronnos Rokke Clan
History: Jennifer is Jason's little sister. She was one of the first people to know he had been made a wolf and the only person in his family not to be freaked. As a child, she was open and friendly and had lots of playmates. This continued through junior high and high school when she made the cheerleading squad. An English major at the local university, she was walking back to her dorm one night when she was attacked. She was immediately taken to JC, where Jason was and he handed her over to Richard. She was too new to be left alone and Jason wouldn't be much help. She's lived with Richard ever since and eventually became his lupa.
17th-Aug-2005 09:03 am - RP Timeline
Just so everyone knows, I'm thinking of setting this role play right after Anita returns home at the end of Obsidian Butterfly . You are more than welcome to encorporate things from Narcissus in Chains , Cereleun Sins , and Incubus Dreams ...or you can change what happened in those books. Up to you. You'll find that I'm not really a plot Nazi.

However, Anita is going to have to deal with a few things that have changed upon her return to St. Louis...the main one being that it looks like Richard has moved on. When she left, Jen schuyler was living with Richard for strictly practical purposes. Her parents had kicked her out, she didn't want to live at the Circus, and it would help her to be near her Ulfric. Now it seems she's moved in to his bedroom.

Also, there's a string of werekillings...killings that look like they've been done by a were not that have been done to weres.

Sounds good? Let me know your thoughts, opinions, etc...
13th-Aug-2005 10:43 pm - Character Application
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