Our Lips Are Sealed: Character Sheets
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				Title: <strong>Our Lips Are Sealed: Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 06:08:30</strong>
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				Our Lips Are Sealed: Character Sheets (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132874.0)<br>Our Lips Are Sealed: Town of Castle Hill (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132886.0)<br>Our Lips Are Sealed: Castle Hill (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132882.0)<br>Our Lips Are Sealed: OOC (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132887.0)<br><br><br><div align="center">(http://i43.tinypic.com/2vxlh13.jpg)<br><br>Have you ever stared up at an old, rickety house, and just wondered? Wondered what was in there; who once lived there; are they still there? Now, have you ever been dumb enough to find out? One boy was. Just before his ninth birthday, Paul Ravitz had moved to Castle Hill, New Hampshire. He was a curios boy and his parents were busy unpacking in their new home, so no one noticed when he slipped outside and ran down the street. No one saw Paul turn the corner, into the woods, and down a leaf-strewn path. No one heard him open that dirty, rusted old door and step inside. At least, that's what his parents thought.<br><br>However, the people of Castle Hill, New Hampshire new better, because the people of Castle Hill, New Hampshire stayed away from the small castle on top of the hill in their little town in New Hampshire. And the people of Castle Hill, New Hampshire kept their tightly-plastered smiles on their tightly-sealed lips as Paul Ravitz's parents repacked all their belongings and drove away, mourning the inexplicable loss of their loving little boy...<br><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size">Our Lips Are Sealed</span></strong></span></div><br><br>This story will take place, most obviously, in Castle Hill, New Hampshire. It is ten years after the 'loss' of Paul Ravitz and there are three different groups in this town that can be played:<br><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">The Known:</span></strong><br><em><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">The every day, average, smile-bearing, secret-knowing, back-stabbing towns people. They know everything that goes on upon The Hill but will never say a word of it to anyone. As long as they keep their mouths shut and continue to never step foot on Their grounds, they are safe from any harm. The only other task they must undertake is making sure to keep their town thriving; whether this is done by portraying the town as a tourist attracting, a family area, or whatever else they choose, there must be consistent traffic throughout the town and every single person knows this.</span></em><br><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">The Unknown:</span></strong><br><em><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">This is what resides upon The Hill. They leave and make their way around the town whenever and however they please. Generally, they are very friendly and are close to many of the people in the town; some of the townspeople honestly enjoy Their company, others fake it to keep their lives, despising the sheer thought of them. As far as anyone knows, they are immortal, and they are delightful to look at. The men are handsome, the women are gorgeous, and they seem like every day people. So why are they so hated? No one knows what they truly are. To some, they are like a mixture between blood-suckers and fairy-tale monsters, feasting on the flesh of the 'wicked' and enjoying the pleasures of the 'welcome.' They, however, are the only ones able to make the decision of who is who; thus, they do with each as they please.</span></em><br><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">The Visiting:</span></strong><br><em><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">The simplest but most fatal of the group, these folk are as their name implies: visiting. Those that move into the town, usually don't stay for very long, for they are either drawn to The Unknown, or they flee in terror. Those that find Castle Hill a place to vacation or sight-see are often-times horribly mistaken. There are very few who actually stay in Castle Hill, and usually, it is not of their own accord.</span></em><br><br>The Known have a mutual agreement among themselves and the Unknown: give Them what They want, and there will be peace. Take from Them or prevent Them from fulfilling their needs, and there will be hell. This is known throughout the town and no one disobeys it; it is almost like a natural law to them. From the day the land was settled in 1725, the land has been marked. Any and all kin of the original families of Castle Hill still reside in the town, only able to mix blood through the Visiting that pass through. There are only three different families that have the ability to leave the town: The Cranes', The Vardens', and The Tarnish's. Only the oldest female may leave the town, simply to bring Visiting to it or to collect specific needs for the town. These are known as the Sparrow.<br><br>Currently, the needed players are as follows:<br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">(Feel free to pick your own names, first and last, unless you are one of the three Sparrow, then you can only choose your <span class="bbc_u">first name</span>. You also have the freedom to pick your families, make them together, make specific groups, etc. Make sure you discuss this and let me know before hand.)</span><br><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">The Known:</span></strong><br><span class="bbc_u">1. Julie-Anna Crane<br>2. Elizabeth Varden<br>3. Marnie Tarnish<br>4. James Randall Parker<br>5. <br>6. </span><br><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">The Unknown:</span></strong><br><span class="bbc_u">1. Cameron Jasper Donovan<br>2. Christian Smith<br>3. Arman Mazzaferro<br>4. Mariana Gaunt<br>5. Melinva Lunca<br>6. Muriel</span><br><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">The Visiting:</span></strong><br><span class="bbc_u">1. Cristian Santiago Morales<br>2. Kristen Somers<br>3. Andrew Biersack<br>4. Anna Gordon<br>5. Lionna Morales</span> <em>(In the custody of Muriel ATM)</em><br><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">(We may end up with more or less players, depending on popularity).</span><br><br>It is now late September and the Annual Corn Festival is coming up. This brings truck-fulls of Visiting to the town, making the townspeople anxious and the Unknown hungry. The story will begin on the twenty-ninth, a Saturday. The Festival is a week away and the town is beginning to set up. The Unknown are beginning to get angry; the summer brought a drop in Visiting, but today is the first day of the new arrivals.<br><br>This is a modern-day story, but the townspeople are somewhat 'trapped' in the past. Because they cannot leave the town, no major changes can really happen in the town, so it is preserved nearly exactly as it was founded. There may be televisions and radios in the town, by the televisions do not receive any channels and the only radio station is the one broadcasting out of Castle Hill, set up by one of the Known.<br><br>Your character sheet should look like this:<br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[b]Name:[/b]<br>[b]Specification:[/b] (Known/Unknown/Visiting)<br>[b]Age:[/b]<br>[b]Sex:[/b]<br>[b]Appearance:[/b] (Must include a picture AND discription; prefer no Anime, but it will do.)<br>[b]Personality:[/b]<br>[b]Background:[/b] (At least two full paragraphs.)[/b]</code></pre><br>Multiple characters are welcome. I will likely be playing a Known Sparrow and an Unknown. Feel free to simply post your character sheet and PM me with any questions/concerns. Or, if you'd like to discuss any changes or questions with everyone, post them right here.<br><br><div align="center">This <strong>WILL INVOLVE</strong> blood, gore, fighting, and <strong>POSSIBLY</strong> kidnapping, bondage, rape and anything else writers wish to throw in. This isn't your mom's romance novel.</div><br><br><strong>RULES</strong><br>1. Proper grammar and writing skills<br>2. There is no time limit on posting, but please try not to make everyone wait too long<br>3. Be kind, be courteous; do not start wars with other writers<br>4. Play fair. NO GODMODDING, regardless of your specification<br>5. If you have a problem with someone, take care of it in PM, not in the story<br>6. If you have any specific concerns with me or the story, PM me, do not do push it into the middle of your storyline<br><br><div align="center">Enjoy!</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Lips Are Sealed: Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 06:09:10</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Julie-Anna Crane<br><br><strong>Specification:</strong> Known (Sparrow)<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> 31<br><br><strong>Sex:</strong> Female<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <div align="center">(http://i42.tinypic.com/2w6xtae.jpg)</div>An eloquent 5'8", Julie-Anna is fairly pale, though always has some color on her high cheek bones. She is very thin, making her look somewhat ghoulish in the perfect, shadowy lighting. Her assets are small but never go unnoticed, as they're always tightly shown off, between her short skirts and low shirts.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Some may find it strange that she is seen as the 'mother goose' of the town, but Julie-Anna quite enjoys being the bossy one that everyone knows and adores. Although she is very frivolous with her sexuality, she is extremely kind and doting upon those who catch her attention. She enjoys re-mastering the 'ugly ducklings' that come waddling through town and tends to their every need. Through all this, she is also very harsh and cruel, especially with those closest to her. Maybe the sweetest person in the town is the one who will feed everyone to the wolves with the snap of a finger.<br><br><strong>Background:</strong> The only daughter in three generations of Crane's, Julie-Anna has a strong spirit and knows how to get her way. She was taught by her mother how to stand tall and strong against women, and men, alike, from a very young age. Her father was a drunkard and despised her because he felt that she would easily be taken over by the Unknown and the townspeople, so he did all he could to hold her back, though this made no sense to her, since he was trying to keep her from being that way.<br><br>As she grew older, she lashed out against her father, becoming angrier with him each day. On her eighteenth birthday, she strayed and went to The Hill, finally finding release from the man that she was supposed to cherish; the next trip out of town somehow brought no Visiting and a sacrifice had to be chosen. That was the last time anyone saw her father. That was the first time anyone saw a true smile upon her face.<br><br>From that point on, she took to being the head of the Town Council and the relater of messages to the Unknown. Her 'daddy' issues also made the townspeople cast a blind eye upon her frivolity as she went pouncing around town, waving all she had in the face of every man that came through. Needless to say, she gained a reputation, but it did not overcome the one she had already worked so hard for, and she knew that would be the case. Now, she greets each and every Visiting on their way in and, sometimes, on their way out. She often even gives tours of the Castle on the Hill.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Lips Are Sealed: Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 17:30:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/imagesqtbnANd9GcTqc6LS-8MlYsXdXeA658iq72OyvkNoFXde2ayTdk7B-dFeKWk0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Arman Mazzaferro<br><strong>Specification:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Age:</strong>387 appears 28<br><strong>Sex:</strong> Male<br><strong>Appearance:</strong> Black hair with a slight natural wave runs down to just below his shoulders. He stands 6 feet 2 two inches tall and weighs 185 pounds. His body is lean but cut as if from marble by a master sculptor. His skin has the olive complexion of someone from the Mediterranean area of Europe. His common style of dress is formal and in the Victorian style he however is quite proud of his physique will take just about any excuse to be shirtless.<br><strong>Personality:</strong> A quiet reserve and charm tends to hide his arrogance. While he can be pleasant company even smiling easily and laughing lightly he sees himself as being superior to just everybody especially humans. The mortals are just useful playthings and a source of food. Even his own kind are basically tools to used to achieve his goals<br><strong>Background:</strong> Arman woke one evening in the year 1653 without any memory of the previous week of his life. He had been born the youngest son of a lower ranked nobleman and knew there was little chance of him getting much if anything in the form of an inheritance. Instead of learning a useful trade to fall back one when he would no longer be able to live in his father’s keep, he travelled the countryside seeking one pleasure after the next. He vaguely remembers using his father’s title to get into a party in Rome, but that is his last memory before waking a week later.<br><br>He soon discovered that he was different, changed. His senses were far more acute but most importantly he was consumed by a burning hunger unlike anything he had experience before. Simply following his instincts he feed on and killed the first human he came across. From that point on he used more discretion when hunting and feeding. It did not take him long to realize he was stronger and faster than his human prey or that he could charm people to get what he wanted and needed from them. He survived by traveling around Europe doing his best to keep his difference a secret from those he met. It took him nearly 50 years to become consciously aware of the fact that his body was no longer changing with the passage of time, that he was perpetually young.<br><br>Arman was in England when news came that the colonies had declared independence from British rule and started their rebellion. The day after he heard that news he boarded a ship to cross the ocean to the new world. He did not care about the war or who would win he simply saw it as a chance to go someplace new and knew the war would cover what was left behind by his need to feed on humans. He traveled along the colonies throughout war and after. Once the war was over he and the new United States began to expand westward he followed and traveled west as well some years later.<br><br>The centuries past and he continued to travel around North America from north to south and from the west back to the east. In 1981 he drifted into Castle Hill, New Hampshire and for the first time in his long life he met others like himself. Tired of being alone he decided to settle down with others and when is welcomed moved into the castle on the hill. 31 years later he is still there and happier than he has been in centuries at having a place to call home and because of the arrangement made with the local humans making it so he does not need to travel anymore to keep his secret.
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				Post by: <strong>AlphaWolfQuin</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 18:04:43</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Cameron Jasper Donovan<br><strong>Specification:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Age:</strong> 22<br><strong>Sex:</strong>Male<br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br><div class="floatright">(http://Put the url of the image here)</div><br>(http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac298/ironicirony/ChrisVanderweir2.jpg)<br><br>He is '6,5", has tribal tattoos on his arms and one across his back he also has a tribal sun circling around his naval, his tattoos are rarely ever shown but each and everyone have a specific reason for being on his body. He has beautiful blue eyes and a very toned body. He always smells very sweet and his scent stays in the memory of anyone who encounters him, that's if they live of course. <br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>Cameron is a kind young man unless provoked, he has a very strong presence about him. Some think he is arrogant but he is just confident in himself and carries himself with great pride. He loves to charm women and is very romantic when it comes to beautiful young and sometimes older women. He likes to smile a lot and is very outgoing, some people get nervous around him due to him being so talkative and outgoing. <br><br><strong>Background:</strong> (At least two full paragraphs.)[/b]Cameron grew up in Castle Hill and was raised by very powerful parents. His mother was a very strong woman and his father was a strong and dangerous man. His father taught him how to fight at a young age, Cameron started lifting weights and exercising regularly by the age of 13. His father wanted him to maintain a healthy body, Cameron's father always told him "You'll never know when you may have to fight and being in shape will help you incredibly". Cameron looked up to his father so he never argued with him, he always trusted the man's decisions no matter how crazy they seemed.<br><br>Cameron was never into kid games like tag or hide and seek instead he spent most of his time sparring with his father or learning different fighting styles from numerous people on the hill. He learned a lot at a young age, more so then most men that lived in Castle Hill. By the time he was 15 he had already knew how to snap someone's neck with his bare hands, not that he would ever need to but the skill was a good back up weapon to have. He is a beautiful but dangerous man, he keeps the peace when everyone else does but if anyone were to ever overstep their boundaries or try to hurt Cameron they would find themselves either dead or close to it.<br>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><strong>Name:</strong> Kristen Somers<br><strong>Specification:</strong> Visiting<br><strong>Age:</strong> 20<br><strong>Sex:</strong>Female<br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br><div class="floatright">(http://Put the url of the image here)</div>(http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3009/2588404566_a7b7154172.jpg) (http://www.flickr.com/photos/floob/2588404566/)<br>Kristen has a very dark look and some people even call her a vampire. She likes to wear black clothing most of the time and black eyeliner that brings out her eyes.<br><strong>Personality:</strong>Kristen is a sweet girl but has a thing for dark stuff, vampires, demons, etc. She reads a lot of horror stories mainly medieval stories that involve witches and other dark magic stuff. <br><strong>Background:</strong> (At least two full paragraphs.)[/b] Kristen grew up in Salem, Massachusetts. She was raised by her mother after her father died. Her mother is into witch craft so Kristen began learning different spells and other things, some that worked and some that didn't. Eventually her mother died leaving Kristen to fend for herself. She stayed in Salem for a while before becoming a traveler staying at hotels and other inn's as she traveled the world.<br><br>She heard about a small town in New Hampshire and decided it was worth a look. Kristen drove her beat up old mustang to this small town and looked for a place to stay. The people there seemed friendly enough so she didn't see any problem's. There was only one thing she noticed when stepping foot in that town, she had a feeling an uneasy one and her love for the darkness makes her want to investigate things in this small town to see what she can find.<br>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><strong>Name:</strong>Andrew Biersack (Andy Six)<br><strong>Specification:</strong> Visiting<br><strong>Age:</strong>21<br><strong>Sex:</strong>Male<br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br><div class="floatright">(http://Put the url of the image here)</div>(http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6085/6208933241_a8165a6007_b.jpg) (http://www.flickr.com/photos/amaranthinecreations/6208933241/)<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Andy's personality while he is singing is based on being a loner as a child. His real personality is way different then onstage. He is very sweet, treats women nicely, and is very funny<br><br><strong>Background:</strong> (At least two full paragraphs.)[/b]Andy Six was born Andrew Dennis Biersack, he was born in Milwaukee- Wisconsin but moved to Cincinnati- Ohio at a young age. This outstanding young man was brought into the world on December 26th, 1990, making him 21 years of age. When Andy was young, he was the "out-cast" as you could say among many. Andy 6, was a character created to hide himself from the dangers of the world, then later on Andy Six, became who he is today. In the writing of his stage name, he prefers Andy Six, over Andy 6 and the infamous Andy Sixx. Many people make the mistake of spelling it with double X's. However, he now currently goes by his real name, Andy Biersack.<br><br>As a kid, he was over weight (in which he decided to lose the weight at the age of 13), and one of the only kids that adored to sport black. Of course alot of people thought that he was off, and weird. They avoided and mocked him, calling him names, such as "fag" and "emo".<br><br>At 13, Andy did decide to lose the weight, and got his hair styled. Suddenly, the "emo" fashion came into play, and he was no longer the loser to the kids that had once called him "fag".<br><br>Andy started out his musical career at the age of 14. Naming his band "Biersack", with a few of his friends participating in it. The mainly played the old cover songs of "Alkaline Trio" and "the Misfits". As he realized people really seemed to be enjoying what "Biersack" brought to the table, Andy knew he had to do something more. Thus, Black Veil Brides was finally born.<br><br>During his school years, Andy became used to jumping from place to place for reasons of his own. As well as his family's, such as the bullying and torment. The boiling point was reached to him and his parents after his family came to know the life of vandalization. Andy's possesions would be destroyed, his friends, realitives, and own family were threatened.<br><br>The music video "Knives and Pens" has significant meaning. Especially since the young boy in the video represents Andy himself. The video, was from his time in school. The "fag" and "emo" posters that decorated the locker, was what happened to Andy.<br>It was extremly hard on Andy to re-live those moments, that he tried to hard to repress. It was nothing but heart sickening to him to watch himself again as a child.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Lips Are Sealed: Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 03:38:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/176977460326345164_2VvuaPP1_f.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Mariana Gaunt (http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/125397170844516565_ilXcY8nA_f.jpg)<br><strong>Specification:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Age:</strong> Appears to be 24, but her real age is unknown.<br><strong>Sex:</strong> Female<br><strong>Appearance (http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/125397170844137439_be2ufctx_f.jpg):</strong> <br>Mariana (http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/43487952621424484_lHJQ1q5D_f.jpg) is 5'5" and very curvy. She has a petite bone structure, but she has the hourglass figure that has made men drool for centuries. She's not fat by any means, but she is feminine and all woman. She came from a time when curves were celebrated, and her attractiveness has not diminished one bit...even in the thin-obsessed society of today. She is very pale and her hair is long, red and curly. Her eyes are large and bright blue, her nose is small and almost button-like, and her lips are well-shaped above a dimple on her chin. She carries herself naturally in a seductive manner, and turns heads wherever she is. How much of it is due to her appearance and presence and how much is because she is an Unknown is hard to say.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Although she is an Unknown, she is far from evil or even scary most of the time. She tries her hardest to be kind and friendly, even though she is obviously considered a "monster" by the town people. She remains in the mansion most of the time, but it still hurts her that she is now this...creature. Naturally she is creative, intelligent and compassionate. She did not choose to be what she is, and she resents the shadow it casts on her. Living with the other Unknowns, she regards them as family...and perhaps some are even biologically family as well. She is passionate, determined and protective of innocents. An unwilling monster....if that's what she is.<br><br><strong>Background:</strong> Mariana did not choose this life, and she certainly didn't choose to become an Unknown. She grew up in a lower-class home in colonial America, close to where Castle Hill is now. She was a pretty and precocious child, and well-liked by all those she met. She grew up...developing early and earning a reputation as an 'untouchable' virgin who considered herself above those she came across. This was simply not true at all. She just didn't want to be defined by a man's influence on her life, so she remained aloof as far as marriage or courting went. She was determined to be a successful female writer in a man's world, and spend most of her time inside working on her books. <br><br>Unfortunately, when someone looks as sensual as Mariana and refuses all advances, she's bound to be called a "tease" and earn some enemies. It was one of these men who decided that the proud little bitch deserved a lesson. He pursued her relentlessly, but when she did not return his attentions, he grew angry and abducted her. After raping her, he came after her with a knife. She assumed he meant to kill her, but she faced him bravely as she felt the knife pierce her chest. She passed out, confident that she'd just taken her last breath.<br><br>Fortunately...or unfortunately, however you'd like to look at it...she woke some time later with no scar and no pain. She was confused, but when she stood up, she could hear...see...feel...smell and move better than she ever had before. She'd just been raped and stabbed, and yet she felt healthier than ever. Her abductor returned then and simply smiled like a Cheshire cat. He said some nonsense about them being able to be together forever now, and came after her again. She furiously threw him to the side, surprising them both with her superhuman strength, and then ran. She ran far, far away from her home and her family. She instinctively knew that she could never return to the way things were, and she had to stay away from her rapist. <br><br>She has succeeded for centuries, but finally decided that she wanted to stop running and hiding. She has returned to New England and found others like herself at Castle Hill. Making her home there, she was satisfied when none of the others seemed to recognize her description of the man who had ruined her life, and assumed that he'd given up. She has settled in and continues to try and reverse any assumptions the townsfolk have about her.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Lips Are Sealed: Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jassara Sunn</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 07:19:51</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Melinva Lunca, Melly for short.<br><strong>Known, Unknown, Visiting</strong> Unknown <br><strong>Age</strong> Looks about 25, really 52<br><strong>Gender</strong> Female <br><br>(http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/352/afnm14kk0.jpg)<br><br><strong>Appearance: </strong> Long, thick, soft naturally curly, dark brown hair with light gold highlights. She's on the short side, standing at 5feet 5 inches, and weighs about 145 pounds. Her weight fills her out nicely, giving her well defined curves, wide hips, thighs, breast and butt. Her skin, a smooth chocolate complexion, compliants and brings out her natural hazel eyes. Usual attire is fitted jeans, leggings, lose and flowing shirts. Her shoes, depending on weather, are either boots that stop at the knee, or mid thigh, stilletos, pumps, wedges, basically anything with a heel. She hardly wore flat shoes, a habit from her human life. Though, she does love her slippers, ranging from bunnies to plain solid colors, worn around the house.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Very bubbly, bright and kid like. She had ADHD as a human, and the change did nothing, but maybe make it worse. Its hard for her to sit still, from bouncing foot to foot, to cleaning, or doing various things around the house. She'll never stay still for long. Can't stand the doom and gloom, she tries to keep things lively. Much like a child, if you find she's been too quiet, she's most likely up to no good! Untill one gets to know her, she can be kinda annoying.<br><br><strong>Background:</strong> Engaged to be married in a few weeks, Melly had come to Castle Hill for a romantic getaway with her fiance and two other couples. Everything was smooth sailing till she caught him in bed with a resident of the town. Pissed, she punched the woman, scratched his face up and ran crying from the vacation home they had rented.<br><br>She ran, hard and far, partly because he was chasing her. She didn't pay attention to where she went, and regretted it when night fell and the town was nowhere in sight. Then, fear kicked in, every sound had made her jump. So many times she wanted to scream out, b ut didnt, afraid to attract anything that would want her as a snack. So busy trying to watch every shadow, she didnt pay any attention to the ground. Slipping, she hit her head, and as her vision faded, she remembered seeing a man so beautiful, it had to been a dream.<br><br>The days after that is still, to this day, a jumble of memories. More beautiful faces. Pain and pleasure the likes she had never experience before, and sure she wouldn't again. She remembered wondering if she was going to die, and didn't want too, not cause she wanted to live. She just couldnt stand the thought of not seeing him again, his bite was the sweetest, and she wanted to live, to feel it again. <br><br>The day it happened will always be burned in her head. He had come in, promising pain, no pleasure. She screamed, screamed when he started, and hours after he'd finished. Screamed till her throat got raw, and she couldn't talk for almost a week. Then came the thirst, the hunger and craving she couldn't understand. It drove her mad. Regular food didn't satisfy. He came, and put out the burning with a cup of thick, dark liquid. She had smelled it before he even open the door, she didnt need urging, she had snatched the cup and drank it like someone dying of thirst. It wasnt enough, and he brought in a girl, a few years younger than her. Eyes wide, she stared at her, hearing her heart beat as if she was laying between her breast. <br><br>A few weeks later, he was showing her the room she would stay in.&nbsp; He had looked at her, and pushed some hair out of her eyes.<br>"You have a question." It was a statement, not a question. She turned to him, then looked away.<br>"What am I, Arman?"<br>"A project, my pet."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Lips Are Sealed: Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eBadger</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 20:17:29</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Muriel (Murr-EYE-ell)<br><strong>Specification:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Age:</strong> Ancient (appearance when human is around 20)<br><strong>Sex:</strong> Female when human<br><br>(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/angel1.jpg)(http://i43.tinypic.com/2vxlh13.jpg)(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/crow.jpg)<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> Muriel is the voice in the darkness.&nbsp; She is most recognizable as a young, slim girl with pale skin, dark hair and pure white irises, sporting a pair of wings - which sometimes appear to be mere costume, and at other times move and stretch as though real.&nbsp; She is fond of crosses and usually darker than her surroundings, even lost in silhouette, as though the light fails to touch her.&nbsp; &nbsp; In another form, she appears as one of the many ravens that make Castle Hill their home; seldom recognized, she often uses this to silently observe.&nbsp; Lastly and most dramatically, Muriel is the House itself; she sometimes steps away from a physical incarnation to the boards and railings and nails of the structure, where she manuevers those she has judged either to escape her fellows or be led towards them, opening and closing doors, flickering lights, even changing rooms from one glance to the next.&nbsp; Here she is barely glimpsed as a shadow in windows and mirrors, or by the sound of fluttering wings.&nbsp; When she manifests as an avatar some small portion of the house - a mirror, a chair, some junk in the attic - vanishes in turn.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Muriel is a quiet observer and judge.&nbsp; In conversation, she seems to invest every word with meaning, and has a tendency to impart terse commands - to run, hide, stand firm, be honest, or lie - any of which may lead to doom or salvation.&nbsp; She is friendly, if not always in a way that sets others at ease.&nbsp; Above all, Muriel is wracked with sadness; mourning for the entirety of the human condition. <br>&nbsp;<br><strong>Background:</strong> In the Ancient Times, Muriel was among the proudest to be given the care of Humanity.&nbsp; She, more than almost any Other, saw the light of Hope burning within them - the promise of love and perfection that even her own Host fell short of - and she became more fascinated with every new one she met.&nbsp; She dedicated herself to them, nurtured them, protected them...and then watched them fall upon one another in a cannibalistic orgy of murder and destruction.&nbsp; Every ill of the inhumanity of man tore at the fragile structure of her soul, took it to pieces and blackened her divinity until, faltering beneath her wounds, she Fell.&nbsp; <br><br>Much was burned away during her Fall.&nbsp; Unfathomable power became a mere shadow of illusion and trickery, a mind which understood the pathways of God's reasoning could barely glimpse past reality, her memories of Ages became charred bits of ash blown away in the weakest breeze.&nbsp; The gaps in her memory before a century ago are vast: periodic impressions or vignettes with little meaning or relevance, and all from the very limited viewpoint of her hill, where most sane people stayed away from.&nbsp; Sometimes she forgets recent things as well: what happened a decade ago, or a year, or last week.&nbsp; She certainly no longer possesses enough understanding to make much sense of any memories from before her Fall.<br><br>All that remained was the joy of Goodness and the horror of Evil.&nbsp; She had no purpose.&nbsp; For millenia she wept where she fell, bonding with the earth; she became less a person and more a place.&nbsp; Then mortals drew near.&nbsp; Some burned with white light, and she saved them - even from themselves - cured them and sent them on with blessings.&nbsp; Others were pitted with black darkness, and these she fell upon with screams, tearing their hearts out and devouring them raw.&nbsp; <br><br>The centuries passed, and as she found a barest whisper of a purpose so too she found the most fragile sense of sanity.&nbsp; Sometimes she would walk among them.&nbsp; Others she simply Was, adapted to the Time: a cairn of rocks, a teepee of bleached animal skins, a hall of rotted logs, and finally a worn timber manor high on a hill; a shelter, and a promise and a warning to all who drew near.&nbsp; <br><br>When she met Others, similar and yet different, she found them without light or dark and so never judged them.&nbsp; They were like the oaks or stones or wind: primal forces for whom right or wrong made no sense, they simply Were.&nbsp; She greeted them, gave them leave of her rooms, and paid them little more attention - for more human were coming to her than ever before, and Muriel began to find each more fascinating than the last.&nbsp; <br><br>(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/angel1-1.jpg)(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/crow-1.jpg)(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/eureka_mansion-1.jpg)<br><br><strong>Notes:</strong> Muriel's nature certainly shouldn't imply I'm taking every action of the house, nor prevent others from using it: a great many things occur there subconsciously to her.&nbsp; This is just a way of imparting the building with some more character, and explaining all the creepy supernatural things that make for a good Castle on a Hill.&nbsp; However, please let me know if the House is damaged in your scene, as this will draw her attention.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Lips Are Sealed: Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlphaWolfQuin</strong> on <strong>07-03-2012, 17:40:08</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>James Randall Parker<br><strong>Specification:</strong> Known<br><strong>Age:</strong>57<br><strong>Sex:</strong>Male<br><strong>Appearance:</strong> (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v610/permanent-transition/lotr/cast/ian/ian_from_adult_viggo_ygroup.jpg)<br>An older man who's hair is greying and his skin is aging as he gets older. He may be old but is very strong and although thin he has a nice muscle tone. He has blue eyes and is '5,10".<br><strong>Personality:</strong> James is a quiet man who doesn't like to bother with people too much. He can be very grumpy when he is bothered or asked too many questions. He dislikes loud noisy people and enjoys his peace and quiet.<br><strong>Background:</strong> (At least two full paragraphs.)[/b]James grew up in the town of Castle Hill ever since he was a boy he knew what went on there and knew it was best to keep his mouth shut. He got used to seeing people come into town and never leave, James always followed the rules of the town even if he didn't like them per say. As he grew older he began to find the benefits in keeping up with the act the people of Castle hill put on. He was 30 years old when they appointed him "Mayor" of the town. He didn't really run anything because that was the sparrows job, they were in charge of the town as far as the people of Castle Hill knew but when it came to visitors James was the one running things. The act kept people from asking questions and that's the only reason James was put into the position.<br><br>Being in his 50's James just goes with the flow of things, he gets a little grumpy with people every now and then but everyone has come to expect somewhat of an attitude from the man. He lives in a small house where he is usually seen looking out the window watching people in the town and somewhat eavesdropping or he's sitting on his porch complaining about local kids and other things that bother him.<br><br>(Hope this is alright let me know if you want me to change anything) 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Lips Are Sealed: Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>08-03-2012, 04:00:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://beautiful-pics.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/Miranda-Kerr-Picture.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lionna (http://s05.imageupper.com/1/5/I13283014241689127_1.jpg) Estrella (http://media.victoriassecret.com/product/prodpri2/V336035.jpg) Morales (http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRNKhJgyxSw/S9Yyreni2xI/AAAAAAAAEI4/PmY_7QSNLxY/s400/Miranda%2BKerr%2Bhaircuts%2Btrends%2B2009-3.jpg)<br><strong>Specification:</strong> Mystery<br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Sex:</strong> Female<br><strong>Appearance (http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/1192/mirandax.jpg):</strong> <br>Lionna (http://s05.imageupper.com/1/8/O1328021587128791_4.jpg) Morales (http://s02.imageupper.com/1/10/Z13289696781316841_1.jpg) was pretty girl that grew into a beautiful woman with tan skin, brown hair and bright blue eyes. Her face is round and doll-like with a dimple in her chin and a gorgeous smile. Her body is petite with smooth curves, and she dresses in flattering clothes. She is young, attractive and comfortable in her skin.<br><br><strong>Personality: (http://images.fashionmodeldirectory.com/model/000000163912-miranda_kerr-fullsize.jpg)</strong> Lionna is sweet, friendly and smart. She can be shy at times, but once you get to know her, she is social and loving. She is funny, kind and popular. She rarely gets angry, and the only time she can be temperamental is when someone hurts her family or friends. She loves her older brother, and they are...were...very close.<br><br><strong>Background: (http://static.stuff.co.nz/1330553268/744/6505744.jpg)</strong><br>Lionna was a sweet and popular girl who grew up in a loving Spanish family. The baby, she was a bit spoiled and well-liked everywhere she went. She never wanted for anything, although she learned morals and discipline as well. Cristian always protected her and took care of her, making him the best big brother anyone could ask for. They grew extremely close, and she relied on him for almost everything growing up. <br><br>When he went overseas, she missed him horribly. She wrote him constantly and never once allowed herself to believe he might not come home. Luckily, he came home safely...although the same couldn't be said for her. She went with her friend for a trip up the east coast, and when they saw the picturesque town of Castle Hill, they decided to stop for a day or two. That is the last anyone has heard from either of them, and Lionna is missing as far as the rest of the world believes. Is she still in Castle Hill? Dead? Or is she still alive?....or is she something else entirely?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Lips Are Sealed: Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 22:57:00</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Elizabeth Varden <div class="floatright">(http://www.musicandmischief.com/content/wp-content/uploads/Elizabeth-Hurley.jpg)</div><br><strong>Specification:</strong> Known; Sparrow<br><strong>Age:</strong> 22<br><strong>Sex:</strong> Female<br><strong>Appearance:</strong> A very sultry-looking woman, Elizabeth has all the body a person could want. Her hair is thick and long, slipping down her back with a healthy bounce. Bright, pink lips contrast greatly with her stunning emarld eyes. When she walks, her hips sway and everything else bounces in the perfect manner.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> 'Sex sells' is a motto this girl likes to live by. She knows she has the looks to get her anywhere in the world, as well as how to use those looks, but she makes sure not to go too far. Able to read people very well, she can decided what type of person to be around whom. She is neither innocent and ditzy, nor a kind-hearted facade carrying the devil within. Elizabeth is a simple woman who likes to have fun, especially when doing her job. However, she hates the sight of blood, allowing the Head Sparrow to perform all deliveries.<br><br><strong>Background:</strong> Almost as if she knew from day one that she was going to be a walking vixen, Elizabeth took to strutting and prancing all around the house. She was a rambunctious child, her ferver and life translating in a much stronger fashion into her every day life as she aged. The moment she was given the title of Sparrow, she ran to the Head to learn all she could. Half the work of luring her prey was done simply through her looks, she learned. The other half was personality and trust. Now, in a small town, everyone knows who to trust, but few every trusted Elizabeth. In school, she got a reputation for being sneaky and coniving. Now, however, the whole town was at her feet- and she loved it.<br><br>Embracing her title and her... 'abilities,' the girl took to her job very quickly. When the festivities aren't yet started up, she enjoys spending time at the Castle, with the permission of the Head Sparrow. (Well, for the most part. Other times she just hopes someone will hear her knock and open the door without attacking.) At the castle she is able to run amuck. Now, it is her job to teach the newest Sparrow what to do and how to do it. The only problem is figuring out how to taint her innocence enough to make her the perfect little maneater.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Lips Are Sealed: Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jassara Sunn</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 21:34:09</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong> Iris &amp; Ivy Lang<br><strong>Specification </strong> Known <br><strong>Age</strong> 22<br><strong>Sex</strong> Female <br><br><strong>Appearance</strong> (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t56/goldenhaze/picsay-1333579717.jpg)<br><br>5'6", long, thick blonde hair, stunning sky blue eyes, cruvy bodies, they are true to the word twin. With no markings to tell them apart, they wear necklaces with their names. They wear their hair the same, and dress alike. Though, you'll always see Iris in green and purple for Ivy. <br><br><strong>Personality </strong> Their both extremely loyal to those they care about. But as far as sometimes finishing each other sentences and talking at the same time and horrible tempers, their personalities differ.<br><br><strong>Iris</strong> The more reserved one, she's more mature though younger by 4 minutes. She tends to keep Ivy in check, and out of trouble. And if she manages to slip under her radar and get into trouble, Iris is always the one to rescue her. Being the only one Ivy will listen too, she finds herself babysitting Ivy at times. Deep down, she yearns to let go and go crazy. To live out her fantasies, which is was she loves being around Elizabeth Varden. Her darker side, as she likes to call it, comes out when she's around.<br><br><strong>Ivy</strong> Outgoing, outspoken, and spunky. She's the crazy one, often getting Iris into trouble, and on her nerves. She believes her sister is stiff and up tight, so she's constantly doing things to get a rise out of her. She's a big flirt, though they both still virgins, the way she acts, you wouldnt believe it. She's highly in tune with her sexual side, never afraid to use what she got, to get what she wants. That's why she clicks so well with Elizabeth Varden.<br><br><strong>Background </strong> The Lang's have been in Castle Hill for as long as anyone could remember, so their family is well known around town. Both of their parents are alive and healthy, and the twins just moved out about a year ago. Their mother let them take control of the boutique their grandmother started. There they sell clothes, jewelry and shoes for males and females. The father owns one of the few gas stations around town. A close knit family, they are always there to lend a helping hand, related or not. They wish to be known for something other than their last name, and being twins. So they changed the type of clothing in the boutique, majority of the clothes are designed by them.
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