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 Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2010 8:03 pm
Biography It is the year 1906, and we are in England. There have been mass murders happening in the near by city, King Soloman has told his people "Ye not worry, I know it be only a pack of wolves killing our precious towns people." When in fact, he knows it is his beloved daughter, Princess Izabella. One early morning, King Soloman had discovered his precious daughter, laying on her bed, covered in blood. He had begged her to tell him what she had done, she then broke down and told him of her changing, into a vampire, and that she has been one for almost 10 years now. Her maker had explained what had happened to her, so that she was not confused. She could not tell her father, all the details, but she did tell that she was in fact a vampire, and that she could not really control her urges.
Her maker, Lord Vladimir, has been stalking her even before birth. Vladimir had killed her mother right after Izabella was born. He then changed her on her 16th birthday, claiming her as his own. He has watched over her even as a child, and protected her from many dangers. He doesn't know why he is so attached to her, but he does believe he has fallen in love with her. He is still giving her that normal life that he knows that she wants, he too craves to be normal once more. But Izabella will be the closest he will be to ever be normal again.
NEWS
We're gonna need someone to play Vladimir soon, I would but I already have three, and two of them are the main people. So if someone can take the role of vladimir that would be very helpful =)
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2010 8:16 pm
Rules *~No Spamming, Flaming, Trolling, Harrassing!~*
*~This is a PG-13 Rp, Romance is allowed as well as cussing.
Cussing: Not every other word, just now and then is fine.
Romance: Keep it low~*
*~No one liners, at least 3 sentences per post(writers block I can understand)~*
*~Rp in the third person please~*
*~Make your posts Pretty =3 ~*
*~Please put a twisted in your PM and make the subject Nightmare Kingdom. So I know you read the rules~*
*~If you do not rp with in a week I will PM you with a warning. And if I do not get a reply back or you do not rp after 5 days I will delete your Rpc~*
*~No "Twilight" or "Underworld" references or junk here please! Stick with more of a Anne Rice feel, but no copyrighted stuff~*
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2010 11:27 pm
If you wanna be one of the premade characters, please go to the Midnight Kingdom((RPC's)) and choose one of those applications Custom Characters Application G a i a N a m e|
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G e n d e r| Male
S e x u a l i t y| Heterosexual
R a c e| ((Human or Vampire))
B i o g r a p h y| ((Doesn't have to be long))
R o l e| (( Vampire, maid, knight, villager, etc.))
A p p e a r a n c e| ((320 x 240 max, please stick with Anime pictures))
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 1:24 am
 Izabella had awoken from her deep sleep, when the sunlight hit her eyes. She growled lightly and sat up in bed. She rubbed her eyes and opened them slowly. She looked at the foot of her bed and saw Sophia sitting there with a beautiful dress she had never seen before, she looked at the dress a little puzzled but soon smiled, as she assumed it was from her maker, Lord Vladimir. Just the thought of his name made her face grow warmer, she placed her hands on her cheeks as they began to turn a slight shade of pink. She shook her head and smiled at Sophia, "Is that from Lord Vladimir?" she said his name with a slight sign in her voice.   Sophia smiled and nodded her head, "Why yes, miss. This dress is from Lord Vladimir. He told me that it is for your birthday. He said he wishes he could be there for the party, but sadly he won't be attending. So he is having me give you his gift." She then helped Izabella out of her blood stained clothes and into her birthday dress that Vladimir had gotten her. Sophia was yet again fighting urges to touch Izabella, she wanted to be with Izabella, at least just once. But she knew she could never be with her. No matter how badly she craved it.  
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 5:37 pm
Kira Darkenfields Kira had recently just got a job working for King Soloman. She was Prince Edmund's personal servant. WHen she heard him yell. She quickly ran to the room to see what he needed. 
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 8:31 pm
Edmund looked at the servant and looked her up and down before nodding and smirking, "There you are, I need you to prepair my bath for me. I just got done with training, and I could really use a bath." He then walked up to her only wearing his pants and smirked again, "Well, looks like my father did a good job...for once." he ran his hand on the side of her face softly then went behind the shade to get undressed the remainder of the way. "Oh! and if you could, could you please set out a new set of clothes for me? Just place them on the foot of my bed." He peeked out form behind the shade and smiled, "Also, I don't believe I got your name."
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 10:14 pm
Kira Darkenfields Kira blushed at how devilishly handsome he was. She actually didn't mind her uniform. Though she did tend to look like a slut. She was bending over preparing his bath when he peeked around the shade. "Of course you highness. I'm Kira, Kira Darkenfields Prince Edmund." The one thing missed about being at Lord Vladimir's castle, she didn't have to be proper. Though he had become overly fond of Izabella, that's why he had her work here as well as Sophia. She went to his wardrobe and pulled out his outfit for the day. She set it on the bed and waited in his room to see if she was needed for anything else.
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 11:45 pm
Edmund kept looking her up and down just smirking. He walked over to her wearing his towel around his waist. "You know, when we are alone. You can just call me Edmund if you like. You don't have to be so proper. Just around my father and the other servants, well not Sophia cause that's my sisters helper." He looked down at the outfit Kira had set out for him and smiled, "Good choice Ms. Darkenfields, I very much like your choice." He took her hand and kissed the top of it softly, he looked up at her gazing into her eyes, "You really are lovely you know." he smiled at her then walked into the bathroom, "If you would like Ms. Darkenfields, you are dismissed." he smiled again at her before taking his bath.
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 2:54 am
  Cassy had been up since before dawn. But hat wasn’t unusual it was almost every day that she was up long before the sun was. By the time these royals roused themselves from their beds today she’d already polished the silver in the trophy room, had helped out in the kitchens preparing meals ,scrubbed and buffed the foyer floors until they gleamed so bright that a person could see themselves in it. If a woman walked through here today she’d best be properly dressed, else the reflection on the floor would reveal all too much.
But now as the clock struck the hour and the rest of the household was beginning to awaken, Cassy took up the more lively chore of gathering the laundry. Her face was ever neutral as she went from room to room gathering the soiled garments of the nobility. At least now the prince had his own maid servant, though Cassy hardly felt it was appropriate for a woman so much time alone with the prince in his private rooms, it made her job a that much easier. She generally avoided people, especially men given how many of the upper servants had attempted to force her into unsavory situations once she hit puberty. She couldn’t stand sneaking in and out of his highnesses’ rooms to gather his things, sneaking about like a burglar so as not to be seen. But now it would be his personal maids duty to gather them and she would simply have to collect them from her at the door. Balancing bags of laundry on her head and shoulders she sauntered down the halls. She’d never once known anyone to gather the her highnesses’ clothes, which Cassy found more than strange. But that was a problem she would mull over later, for now she set down the cloth bag of laundry and opened it so she could add the princes clothes right away. She raised her hand to knock on the princes private chambers, knowing that if the maid was up to standards she would be prompt in opening the door to see what was needed. "...and what's expected of me. Do you?"
[[sorry for the late reply, I keep getting distracted]] [[ crying My codes aren't working here... that saddens me.]]
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 11:12 am
Kira Darkenfields Kira smiled at him. "Thank you Edmund. Now I must answer the door." She quickly went and answered the door and saw red headed servant in front of her. Kira knew she was human, she could she blood pumping through her jugular. She looked up into her eyes and smiled. "Do you have something for Prince Edmund dear? I'll take it for him since he is taking his bath at the moment."
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 2:25 pm
✘ Cassy bobbed a small curtsy to the young woman that answered the door as was proper. The strong muscles in her neck and practiced graceful movements never allowing the load of laundry atop her head to so much as wobble with the movement. Vibrant green orbs refused to meet those of the woman at the door, but rather she kept her gaze down and her eye half hooded to disguise the fact that she was, in her way, sizing the young woman up. Her outfit was hardly appropriate, scandalously short, and showing so much skin that Cassy wondered if the woman had planned on joining the prince in his bath. She was both appalled and sickened by the prospect that a woman would lower herself so to the point that she would become a man’s, any man’s, personal prostitute. Even one barely disguised as a maid. She let none of these thoughts show in either her manner or her face, at a very young age she’d schooled herself to show no thought or emotion no matter what she felt. She found she got in less trouble that way.✘By the woman’s words it almost sounded as though she expected the prince to answer his own door, but that would hardly be proper, not when he had a servant to do it for him. Maybe she was new to being a servant, after all she looked quite as young as Cassy if not younger and who knew what she’d done before she came to the castle. ”You flatter me miss. I would not expect his highness to come to the door for the likes of me, it would not be proper. I’m here to gather the soiled garments for the day ma’am.” She murmured keeping her face bland and neutral and her voice as soft as the gentle hum of a whispering wind. She expected the new maid to fetch the things for her, but with new people you could never tell how they would react, and so Cassy readied herself for anything.
"...and what's expected of me. Do you?"
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