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[center [font "tempus sans itc" Millie's always one who believes in anything and everything. She doesn't care what other's think, and she sure as hell doesn't care if she gets hurt in the process. When she was younger, she had seen a man. A man that looked like someone from the olden days. He looked like a king, but there was something different about his eyes. They were blood red, and she felt like he was about to kill her. She had let out a bloody loud scream, and when her father came running the man she saw was no longer there. When she tried telling her father what had happened, he wouldn't believe her. No matter how hard she tried to make him believe he, he just told her it had been a nightmare.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" As the years passed, she still saw the man. She would see him in the shadows, she would see him in her house, and she would sometimes see her in other people's houses. That's when she started doing her research. She didn't know his name, and all she had was what he looked like. As she started digging around on the internet, was when she found legends about Vampires. She knew they were just legends, but something else told her this time it was real. The red eyes, the fact that he looked so out of place. That's when she started digging into the supernatural world.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" She was starting to realize that the supernatural were real. She had read more into witches, and how they could be walking this Earth still. The more she dug, the deeper she got into the darker part of the world. She would see the man more and more, and he would still look the same. Sometimes he looked lost, but other times he looked like he was about ready to rip her head off. While she had been doing more digging on Vampires, he had shown up to her and had given her a warning. A warning that made her blood run cold. He had told her, that if she kept digging he would hunt her down and kill her himself.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" Those words had haunted her for years. She had stopped researching, but the little information she had stuck with her. The way they didn't age, they way their eyes changed colors, and how they were always silent on their feet. She's now in her early twenties, and has started doing research once more. The man hadn't shown back up, but she kept his warning at the back of her mind if she started digging too deep. One of these days, she's going to break into the supernatural world, and she had a feeling she might lose her life in the process, but she was bound to find out if that kind of world was real.]]

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[center [font "tempus sans itc" When Maverick had been younger his parents had wanted nothing more than to see him grow into the man he was supposed to be. When he was in High School he had everything going for him. He was the star of the football team, he was playing baseball, along with other sports. He was the main person people would go to for questions, or advice. When he hit his senior year was when everything changed for him. He had gotten into a horrible accident, and he was on the brink of death, when a woman named Lillith came to him. She was beautiful, and she had made promises to the male that she wasn't about to keep.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" She did keep one of her promises though. She kept him alive, even though he wouldn't be able to see his parents again. She had turned him into a Demon. A killer machine, and someone she could use whenever she pleased. Because the woman kept him alive, Maverick didn't have much choice but to do as she asked of him. Even if it meant going into different towns and killing everyone. There was one thing he wouldn't do though, he wouldn't kill his own family. Because he had refused to do such a thing, she killed them for him. She made him watch, as she cut their insides out, and he watched as his mother screamed as her insides were ripped out, and her life drained from her eyes.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" Watching as Lillith killed the only people he had loved, he made a vow to himself. He wasn't going to let Lillith get away with this any longer. He wasn't going to let her get away with killing innocent people. Yes, they didn't know anything about the underworld, or Demons, or Hell Hounds, but they didn't deserve to die. He had broken their bond, and when Lillith saw how strong he was becoming, she fled. She didn't want him to even get near her. As the years passed, Maverick aged slowly, he killed less and less, unless he had no other choice. He's hell bent on killing Lillith, and he will find the help along the way. Even if he doesn't trust anyone as easily like he used too.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" If anyone took the time to really break down his walls, they would realize that he's still a good person. Even though he's a killing machine, and on a rampage hunting down the woman who ruined his life. If you take the time to get to know him, and are able to start picking his brain, you will realize that he's still the same person he had been. He was just stronger, and always out for blood. He doesn't want to live like this, but what other choice does he have in the matter? He has to survive one way or the other, and if it means killing the monster that made him who he was, then so be it. He's not going to rest until her head is in his hands, and her blood covering his clothes.]]

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[center [font "tempus sans itc" Blythe Masters a young, caffeinated adult and recent college graduate in folklore, funerals and just enough film classes to give her an idea of production without actually earning a degree, and looking for a roommate, and a collateral partner in shenanigans. So long as you can handle her cat and her menagerie of plants, aren't rude, and have a job, you're a shoe-in. Currently working as a handyman type for all manner of magical and supernatural. The neighborhoods within the neighborhoods, basically. She knows where all the troll markets, the fey areas you avoid like they're radioactive, and where all the raddest supernatural pubs are at, which includes on that list the ones you definitely shouldn't go to.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" A social media videographer of the strange and the how-to. Most normies think it's a character act, but some of it is legit; the magic and the folklore lessons and the how-to-human content. Look her up!]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" Often seen with her cat Valerie, a Definitely not cursed, absolute unit of a black shorthair cat, this goth pretty easy to spot on the street.]]

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[center [font "tempus sans itc" Oleander Hargreaves resident vaguely gentlemanly, pouty boy who enjoys lurking, skulking and enjoying his immortality however he chooses, and probably snuck into college lectures on the nearby campus. He likes volunteering at the animal shelter, and includes "wasting time", exploring, movies, people-watching, looking around for a paying job, and stealing people's rings at a party while they're distracted because he can entertainment. He may eventually feel bad and return it in some little secretive way, that is, if he doesn't like it enough to keep it and remember you by. He likes jewelry, striking clothing, dogs, and wandering at night and unsettling people. It's easy to get away with because he's white, and he is fully aware of this.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" He doesn't particularly care to talk about what the eighties/nineties/etc. were like, or how old he is, nothing particularly like that, unhelped by a bad memory. Or is he just lying? It's hard to tell sometimes. He misses his sister, will do most things if dared or if you pay him $20, and he likes to suck on pieces of dark chocolate or ice cubes. ]]


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[right [pic https://i.pinimg.com/564x/21/cf/db/21cfdbef1cc828c07e46616c99ef8306.jpg]] [size15 [font "Times" Blythe scritched her fingers through her hair, humming as she people-watched, listening to Millie. She figured trying to make eye contact would be making the anxiety worse, so she didn't try right now. "[+purple I'm sure you didn't mean it,]" she said, brushing her thumb underneath her lower lip. A motion of thought.

The way Millie had made her first impression wasn't making Blythe comfortable, per se, but it wasn't like dangerous or anything like that at least. The tendency to completely melt down and just run- or maybe do something else rash- wasn't giving her a whole lot of faith in a stranger right now. Impulsive.

She nodded in understanding as she explained. "[+purple Well, I don't really feel super comfortable just letting someone stay at my place without knowing them.]"

Shifting a little to look at Millie, Blythe pushed some hair behind her ear. "[+purple If you don't have a place tonight, let's call Dae'Onna and get you a couch, at least. You know her and she knows you, so it's cool. Then let's meet for a proper kind of chat, okay?]"
  Tweedy / 2d 5h 1m 56s
[font "tempus sans itc" The sound of Blythe's voice somewhat startled her. She rolled her eyes at herself, and watched as the woman came over towards her. She didn't know what to do. She was at a loss, and she felt like a total idiot. She took a small breath, and when Blythe asked her name, was when she finally spoke. [#D7ACAC "Mille Anderson, and I am sorry for making myself look like an idiot in front of you"] she said lightly. She meant it too. She wasn't always like that, but right now her anxiety was through the roof.]

[font "tempus sans itc" She just wanted to sink into the ground, and just let it swallow her whole. That would make matters so much better. She cocked her head to the side at the woman, and was still trying to wrap her mind around what was going on. Had this woman really followed her out here? Most people would just ignore the fact that Millie had made a huge ass of herself, but this woman before her was different. She could feel it. It might be a really odd thing, but she felt some type of connection to her.]

[font "tempus sans itc" [#D7ACAC "I guess I can start over.. You know the reason as to why I'm needing a place to live. Because I honestly won't have a home by nightfall. So.. I don't know if you want some type of interview or something, or if just trusting a total mess like myself to live with you, that could be a good start too"] she said with a small sheepish smile. Was she really begging right now? She felt like she was, but it might be the only way to go right now. She knew she was looking more and more like a lost child.]

[font "tempus sans itc" In a way, she was like a lost child. She was losing everything she knew, and she couldn't do anything but try to grab onto some sort of anchor. So if Blythe was that anchor, she was going to make sure she held on tight. [#D7ACAC "So, what do you say? Let a total stranger into your home, and take that leap of faith with me?"] she asked letting the words hang in the air. She could feel her phone ringing in her pocket, but she wasn't going to do anything about it.]

[font "tempus sans itc" Whomever was calling, could leave a message, or something. She bit the inside of her cheek, as she wrapped her arms around her knees, and waited for a reply. Today wasn't going as planned, but right now things might be changing a bit. At least she hoped it would be. She licked her lower lip, leaning her back against the brick wall behind her.]
  dυalιтy / Blissful- / 24d 13h 13m 18s
[right [pic https://i.pinimg.com/564x/21/cf/db/21cfdbef1cc828c07e46616c99ef8306.jpg]] [font "Times" [size16 Blythe's brows arched, leaned against the counter like she was. "[+purple Well, a girl can never be too careful,]" she responded, exhaling softly.

She ran a hand through her hair, shaking it out as she went and listened to the stranger's explanation. Cool story, she just didn't have a name or an introduction or really anything. Must be real nervous or something. As if the stop-start conversation wasn't any indicator. Blythe was good at that, sometimes, watching as others kind of floundered a bit, feeling a little too polite to make them stop so she could cut off the word vomit and get her own in edgewise. And the longer it went on, the least she was willing to interrupt, usually. A good listener to a fault, imagine that.

So, when she thought she had a good moment to speak, parting her lips and feeling the liquid lip [i still] drying apparently, stick along the rim of her mouth, suddenly the other girl fled. Leaving Blythe to stand there, hand raised in a gesture, watching her leave. Uh. Rude, okay. She stared after her, glancing at her coworker over the bar, exchanging a look.

"[+purple Was it something I said?]" she asked, an edge of sarcasm in her tone.

He grinned, crooked, "[+purple No, it's cuz you smell.]"

Blythe gave a 'hmph', putting her hands on her hips. "[+purple Clearly. Guess I should shower once in a while.]" She shot back over her shoulder with an i'll-be-right-back glance tossed after, advancing out the door and peeking both ways down the street to see if she could see the stranger. She leaned out the door, her hands balancing her on her tiptoes all anchored in the doorway.

Easy prey. She actually overheard the last words of the other woman, huffing.

"[+purple Yeah, I'd say so,]" she agreed, dropping her hands and taking a step forwards before coming over to where the stranger was. She came right up next to her, squatting down and leaning her arms on her knees, hands clasped in between. "[+purple I mean, I guess your anxiety is winning you points, otherwise I [i would] actually be concerned. But I put so much of my life on the internet I suppose it's only fair.]" Blythe Masters shrugged. What could she say? She was accessible.

"[+purple Why don't we start with an introduction, first? Might make it less creepy if I have a name for you, huh?]" Her tone was playing somewhere between blunt, and earnest, voice soft, between just them. It was her attempt at being comforting, in an awkward, roundabout way.

She arched her brows to the woman next to her, inviting her to speak now.
  Tweedy / 34d 4h 11m 40s
[font "tempus sans itc" Seeing how the cat reacted to her, and gave out a warning meow she seemed to back off for a moment. When Blythe seemed to notice her, was when she decided it would be best to approach now. She bit the inside of her cheek as the other woman spoke. Millie looked her up and down, and she tilted her head to the side and shrugged a bit. What was she supposed to say? She bit her lip lightly as she finally got the nerve to speak. [#D7ACAC "I'm not stalking you if that's what you think"] she blurted out.]

[font "tempus sans itc" That's when she realized she just put her own foot in her mouth. She hadn't meant to sound weird, but that had been the first thing that popped into her head. She then rushed on and started speaking once more. [#D7ACAC "Dae'Onna. she was the one who brought me here. She told me that you were looking for a roommate, and honestly I need a place to stay. My former roommate kicked me out, and I don't have anywhere else to turn, so I took a chance and let Dae'Onna bring me here"] she said lightly.]

[font "tempus sans itc" She knew she was digging herself a bigger hole, and she looked down at the black cat, and then looked back up at Blythe. [#D7ACAC "Please don't think I'm some kind of stalker, because I'm not. Yeah I have watched your channel, and I Know a little bit about you, but that's not why I'm here asking about being roommates."] she said lightly. She then stopped talking altogether. She might as well let the other goth female talk. She talked when she was nervous, and meeting Blythe was really nerve wracking.]

[font "tempus sans itc" That and she's already fucked shit up with her cat. She hadn't meant to reach out for him, but it was something she had always done. She shifted her weight and spoke again. [#D7ACAC "I am sorry for trying to grab him. I really am, I'm just an animal person and I get excited when I see a cat, or a dog. So I do apologize for that"] she added quickly, before she snapped her mouth closed once more. She was making a huge fool of herself, and she just wanted to get the hell out of here.]

[font "tempus sans itc" [#D7ACAC "I'm sorry for wasting your time"] she blurted out, as she turned on her heel and walked back towards her table. She shouldn't have come. She should have just stuck around home, and tried calling her parents. She gathered up her things, slid her bag onto her shoulder, left a tip for the waitress, and grabbed her cup. Her hands were shaking, and she was lucky enough to keep a hold of her coffee. She then ducked her head, and slipped past Blythe and her cat, and out onto the sidewalk. Her heart hammering inside of her chest.]

[font "tempus sans itc" She stopped long enough to take a couple deep breath's trying to calm her nerves. She looked over her shoulder and watched Blythe. Maybe she should go back in there? No that would make her look even worse. She sighed lightly as she moved closer to the building, and sat down. She put her bag and coffee cup beside her. She pulled her knees to her chest, and rested her forehead on her knees. [#D7ACAC "Way to go fucker"] she muttered to herself, wishing the day was over and done with.]
  dυalιтy / Blissful- / 42d 10h 10m 32s
[right [pic https://i.pinimg.com/564x/21/cf/db/21cfdbef1cc828c07e46616c99ef8306.jpg]] [size16 [font "Times" Valerie, initially interested in being social, had his limits however. This was a room full of strangers, mostly, after all. He liked being pet, but not necessarily being held by many people. So, when both hands reached out for him, beyond just petting from this new person, Valerie squirmed and twisted away with a plaintive, warning meow.

He turned and left, out of their reach, and walked a few paces away before turning back with a lash of his tail, glancing back to see if she was following, and returned to Blythe's side.

Blythe had looked up as she had heard the sound from her animal, eyes landing on the stranger who tried to pick him up. "[+purple Yeah, he doesn't let you pick him up if he doesn't know you,]" she said, nodding to the stranger, looking down as Valerie rubbed against her leg. His eyes were on the stranger who, actually, in turn stood and approached Blythe.

The young woman watched her approach, brows arched. They only rose more, wrinkling her forehead as she peered over her large sunglasses at the young woman in front of her. Well. At least she looked goth, so as far as first impressions went. That meant she was either interesting, or insane. [i Keep an open mind, Master.]

"[+purple Hi, Stranger, I guess. So, uh. How- exactly did you manage to track me to my workplace specifically to inquire about that, first?]"
  Tweedy / 50d 7h 29s
[font "tempus sans itc" As Millie waited, her nerves were starting to get the best of her. She wasn't always a nervous person, but when she was, she felt like she was gonna puke. What if the woman she was supposed to be meeting, didn't like her? She raven haired female shook her head. [#D7ACAC [i 'You can do this']] she thought to herself. She pulled her phone out, and checked the time. Maybe she was too early? That's when the door opened, and her breath caught in her throat. One of her favorite youtuber's had just walked in.]

[font "tempus sans itc" Seeing the dark haired female talking to the owners made her heart race. That's when her eyes fell to the ground, and there was a black cat. One she had seen in a lot of her video's. She watched as the cat caught her eye, his tail twitched and he padded over to her. He stopped at her feet, sat down, and peered up at her. He let out a small meow, and she bent down and picked him up. Instant purring came from the fuzz ball. She scratched behind his ears gently, and a small smile passed over her lips.]

[font "tempus sans itc" She wasn't much of a cat person, but she did love seeing this fuzz ball. Considering he came right up to her, told her something. Animal's had a way of knowing who to trust, and who not to trust. So since the cat was purring away in her arms, nuzzling into her hand for more petting, told her something. He trusted her. he bit the inside of her lip as she looked up once more. She didn't want to look like a total creep, so she stood and walked over to where the three were talking.]

[font "tempus sans itc" [#D7ACAC "Excuse me, but your cat just wandered up to me, and he gave me this look like he wanted to be held, so you have a content cat right now"] she said lightly. The purring got a bit louder, as he leaned his head against her arm, his tail twitching a bit, as she kept scratching behind his ears. Her heart was hammering, and she was really nervous. She always kept her cool, but she had a feeling she was going to fuck something up, that's what the woman did without meaning too.]

[font "tempus sans itc" She looked down at the cat in her arms, as he started kneading against her skin. That was another sign that the cat was comfortable. She had been bored one day, and googled a lot of signs on how a cat was comfortable with you. This was one of them. She then looked up at the owners, and then the other woman standing there. She bit her lip lightly, as she tried to figure out her next move. [#D7ACAC "So, I also heard you were looking for a roommate, and well.. I guess you can say I'm here to inquire about it"] she blurted out.]

[font "tempus sans itc" She wanted to kick herself just now. She had made a fool of herself already, and she just wanted to sink into the floor, and just vanish. She tried keeping herself under control though, as she waited for the other woman to say something. The silence stretching out between them.]
  dυalιтy / Blissful- / 70d 18h 24s
[right [pic https://i.pinimg.com/564x/21/cf/db/21cfdbef1cc828c07e46616c99ef8306.jpg]] [font "Times" [size14 Blythe was working, covering for someone, at the café that day. It was sort of her day job off and on for her friend, and the owners knew her, also knowing she knew what she was doing. All under the table and such, as much of her work was. Which was fine, she didn't have to do taxes on unofficial income. The less to do, the better.

She opened her mouth to belt out the chorus of the song she had playing from the little portable speaker bouncing against her hip, its strap attached to her backpack. Blythe couldn't hear fabulously from inside the protective helmet she wore- having a penchant for speeding around on her Vespa. Beside her, in the side car, was perched a pleased, curled up cat, Valerie; a common appearance in her videos. He was down in the foot area of the car, the breeze ruffling his fur now and again as Blythe leaned into a turn as far as the moped would allow.

She pulled up to the sidewalk, the engine ramping down as she revved it one last time to get it to nose up to the pavement and then turned it off. Pulling the helmet off, she ruffled a hand through her hair, hoping she didn't smash it too bad. Only thing with straightening your hair there was that it had such obvious kinks in it if you put it up or had a hat or a helmet on. Valerie's head poked up from inside of the sidecar, eyes lidded, and nose atwitch.

Sighing, Blythe put the helmet on the seat of the Vespa and reached around to turn the speaker off. With that she looked down to her companion, "[+purple Cmon, Val, you fat fuck. Let's go get you some attention, huh?]" She said it with fondness in her tone, the hefty, velvet mass of cat-shaped dough hopped out of the car to the sidewalk, shaking off.

Blythe picked her helmet up, pocketing her keys, and then went inside the café, saying hello to the owners with a grin. She plonked the helmet onto the counter, hugging it to her as she leaned on the counter and chatted with them, gesturing to the back of the cafe.
  Tweedy / 83d 5h 25m 30s
[font "tempus sans itc" [#ff00ff "You need to get your shit, and get the fuck out. You have until the end of the week. You don't have to pay your share of the rent, or anything. I don't want anything from you any more Millie. It's time you move on, and get onto your own two feet"] Amilia said lightly. Millie just stood there, looking at her roommate. She sighed a bit and crossed her arms over her chest. [#D7ACAC "I'll be gone by the end of the week, I promise"] she said lightly. She had no choice in the matter now.]

[font "tempus sans itc" The black haired female gathered up her book bag, along with her wallet, apartment keys, and lap top. She slung the bag over her shoulder, and hugged the laptop to her chest as she lowered her head and slipped out of the apartment. Amilia closed and locked the door behind her. Her life was crashing down around her. She was failing some of her college classes, and her mother was in the hospital fighting for her life. She felt like she wanted to sink into the ground, and just vanish for good.]

[font "tempus sans itc" That's when she heard her name being called. [b "Millie! Hold up!"] came the sound of Dae'Onna. One of the few people she trusted with her life. Dae'Onna fell into step beside the woman and hooked her arm though her's. [b "You look like you wanna break down and cry. What's the matter beautiful?"] she asked lightly. Millie let out a small sigh and shrugged a bit. She didn't even know where to start honestly. She took a breath and started talking. [#D7ACAC "I'm getting kicked out, I have to find a place by the end of the week"]]

[font "tempus sans itc" [#D7ACAC "If I don't, then I'm going to end up being homeless, and I can't do that.."] she said as tears filled her light grey eyes. Dae'Onna shook her head lightly as she nudged the girl with her hip. [b "I know of someone who's looking for a roommate. She's going to be in town in about fifteen to twenty minutes. You should meet her"] she said. That seemed to life Millie's spirit's a little bit. Maybe she should trust the woman for once. She nodded a bit [#D7ACAC "Yeah I wouldn't mind"] she said lightly.]

[font "tempus sans itc" [b "You might know of her anyway. She's a youtuber, and I think you happen to be a fan of her's. Her name is Blythe Masters"] Dae'Onna kept on chatting away. Millie nearly stopped in her tracks at the name, but Dae'Onna had a pretty good lock on her arm, and kept her from stopping. [#D7ACAC "Are you serious? Do you really think she'd want to room with me?"] she asked, her heart hammering inside of her chest. Maybe this was a bad idea, but she made he choice to follow though with it.]

[font "tempus sans itc" [b "Of course she would! She's a total sweetheart! Come on, I know the cafe she's going to be at. It's Oscar's Cafe"] she said and started leading Millie down the street. Millie's heart was racing, she was going to be meeting her favorite Youtuber, and she might even be rooming with her! Could this be her lucky day or what? It took the two females about ten minutes to go to Oscar's, and Dae'Onna led her inside. The cafe was small, with about ten to twelve tables only. The owners were a young couple, and welcomed them with warm smiles.]

[font "tempus sans itc" [b "Order anything you want, and Blythe will be here soon"] Dae'Onna said, kissing her cheek lightly and then left. Millie stood there looking like an idiot, so she ordered a large coffee and sat at one of the tables by the windows. She placed her lap top onto the table top, and her bag by her feet. She thanked the woman for her coffee, and then looked out the window. She was really nervous, and she hoped that this would work out in her favor. If it didn't, she didn't know what she was going to do with herself.]
  dυalιтy / Blissful- / 87d 4h 40m 24s

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