There has never been a place that the Supernatural world could call home. That all changed though, it's 1978 and the Alphas are tired of watching their people suffer. Gathering together, they came up with a plan, they were going to gather those who wanted a better life. A more normal life, they would move into homes in the same neighborhood. From there they would life under strict guidelines.
The guidelines are there for a reason and must be followed but still this place could be home for many of the things that go bump in the night.
Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 2:31 pm
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There will be only supernatural beings. There will be 6 slots. There are many lore for each being, you must choose and follow ONE. Please send the lore you've picked to follow with your profile.
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The Beings
The Vampire xxDimon Valor Cross The Werewolf xx The Siren xxDoom Me Baby The Shapeshifter xxAsteliaceae The Demon xxRaInBoWdAsHiNg The Amazon xxPoppiHollaPuddelz
Profiles Please fill the profile out accordingly. Coloring it is allowed but please do not edit the coding.
Eve lived it up, she lived it up for years but after a while the partying starts to wear at you. One day while seducing a victim Eve was hunted. It was when she almost died that she realized this wasn't how she wanted to live her life. After running for what seemed like for ever, Eve heard of what the Alphas were planning to do and she quickly joined in on the plan. She was able to prove a use, having used being a officer as a cover for quiet some time.
● Personality
Eve is a level headed woman but cocky. She thinks she is all that and a bag of chips - having a full head of sorts. Quick to anger with slight OCD.
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● Likes and Dislikes
✔ Men, Sun, Power ✘ Losing, Cold Weather
● Frights
Losing control.
Doom Me Baby
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● Arcadia Casey ● 29 ● Bisexual ● Shapeshifter
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● Arcadia, born Courtney Dossier, was thrown out of her upper middle class house at the age of fifteen when her condition was outed suddenly to her parents. Followed by screams of "abomination," she was thrown out into the world with next to no possessions and accustomed to a softer life. She spent time on the fringes of the society, avoiding school and police officers, master her ability and earning money through theft. By seventeen, she had mastered the shifting, and could mimic as she pleased. She immediately took an older form, one of an mid-twenties woman and set to work collecting a pool of money through manipulating men and impersonating wealthy individuals. In the process, she managed to get engaged four times, married twice, all while under fake names. Within months of the commitment, she would cut and run with as much money as possible, eventually accumulating a small fortune without a day's worth of honest work.
Arcadia was always her fall-back name, though the surname of Casy was a recent addition. She answers to it more readily than anything else, and even has a fake ID with it printed on it.
Arcadia decided to make a move to the growing supernatural suburb after running out on her fourth engagement a few states over. Tired of putting up and effort to con everyone around her, she's looking for a place to settle into and blow some cash before she gets too stir crazy.
● Arcadia's morals are questionable. She has never hesitated to undermine the people around her in order to further herself. Often she uses her ability to gain wealth. A life on the outer circles has led to her being shallow and materialistic, with little regard for other people's wellbeing. She comes off as uncaring, and prefers to focus her attention on happy thoughts, however pressing matters may be. She is not good at addressing conflict and often disregards important situations.
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● Likes and Dislikes
✔ surplus money, nice cars, dumb moneybags, frequent changes ✘ commitment, being confined to one skin, questions of "morality", hard work
● Frights
tight spaces
Asteliaceae
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● Vincent Cross ● 27 ● Heterosexual ● Vampire
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● Biography
Vincent...purebred vampire born and raised in the darkness. he grew up sheltered by his kind, teaching him about how to hide his vampric qualities from the humans, and how to hunt them down at night. this was all very natural to Vince. growing up surrounded by nothing but Vampires, Vincent grew more and more curious about humans. eventually he was ready to walk among the humans and make a life for himself. during his daytime façade the seemingly normal Vincent formed many friendships. including a woman named Saphinxia. they fell in love quickly..but Vincent was slow to explain where he came from. 2 years into their relationship, she found out about his race when she caught him hunting one night. when she found out about it, she promised she would keep it a secret as long as he turned her into a vampire herself. he did it, even though it would put them in danger. unfortunately this eternal relationship lasted only another year when their neighbors found out about their bloodsucking addiction. a riot emerged in the apartments, ending with Saph dying and Vincent driven to insanity. all Vince wants to do now is find out how to forget the past....starting with finding a place where his kind is welcomed.
● Personality
Cold, Demented, Kind hearted, Strong willed, Relentless, Level headed, Stuck in the past, Cautious and untrusting.
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● Likes and Dislikes
✔ Wine, Rain, Parkour, Women, Blood, Feeding without having to hurt anyone ✘ Males, Cheap alcohol, Arrogance, Vinegar.
● Frights
hot, cramped, crowded, or otherwise small spaces...
Dimon Valor Cross
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● Seth Dacron ● 21 ● Bi-Sexual ● Demon
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● Seth Dacron was a regular human being, and one day he found an old tome in his local library about demon lore. He didn't believe in such things, and thought it would be cool try out one of the rituals. All of his friends when they heard about this plan, tried to talk him out of it. Nothing they said could change his mind, so he drew a pentagram on his basement floor, lit all the right candles and began what he assumed to be a fake incantation. That's when it went all wrong. One by one the candles flickered, and a dark shape appeared inside the pentagram. The demon known as Abbadon had appeared and spoke to the boy, who was now frightened. Thinking to make the thing vanish, he tried erasing the pentagram, but only succeeded in setting it free. The demon thought about killing the worthless human, but then instead possessed the boy.
Now as Seth Dacron, he went about his business, wrecking havoc in the human world. He killed for fun, often changing bodies, but he always came back to Seth's body. A renown demon hunter got wind of the supernatural events in the tiny Yorkshire County. Abbadon had been foolish in not covering up his tracks, and so was caught off guard as he fought off the demon hunter. Being as powerful as he was, Abbadon was able to kill the hunter, but not before being sealed inside the human body. A permanent possession. Once Abbadon heard about the Supernatural Plan Project and signed up, if only to meet someone who could release the curse and free him once more, and to keep himself safe in his human form.
● Seth is a power hungry, and cruel man who has no concept for rules. He is sarcastic and cunning, which often results in him getting into trouble.
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● Likes and Dislikes
✔Murder,Stirring trouble, Night, Winning ✘ Losing, Quite places, Peace, Being taken Advantage of, Not being in control.
● Frights
Holy water, silver, salt, death
RaInBoWdAsHiNg
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● Antianara Stathopolous ● 23 ● Bisexual ● The Amazon
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● According to tradition, Antianara was supposed to kill her father when she came of age, but her mother consented to merely sever the connections between father and daughter and raise her as her own. In this way, Anara was brought up surrounded by the rich Greek life of her hometown and the rumored site of the female warriors of ancient times. Torn between a modern lifestyle and strict tradition, Anara's mother taught her of the traditions of the Amazons, and sent her child to train in martial arts since the age of five.
Upon becoming older and attending school, Anara found the transition into society difficult, but slowly began to assimilate after a few "accidents". Her natural instinct and teachings she had received had taught her to lash out and defend herself against males who were seeking to harm her, and these incidents did not end well for the other party. Anara and her mother moved constantly, to attempt to get a fresh start.
During one of their travels, Anara's mother bumped into the man who had fathered her, and a fight ensued over parental rights. Enraged, Anara's mother did the only thing she knew how to; she fought fiercely and managed to cripple her father permanently, earning herself jail time and Anara's father a lifetime in rehabilitation. She has since left her past far behind and attempted to blend into society, but never quite manages to. When Anara heard of the opportunity to live with other supernatural beings, she took the chance and joined the neighbourhood.
● Anara appears, at a glance, to be rather impassive and often a little bit dazed. Under the exterior lies a whimsical girl who enjoys nature, life, and a good tussle now and then. However, she's inclined to hide all of that in front of strangers, or even people she knows fairly well. Her house also has a collection of ancient relics passed down the family line, but upon questioning, she passes them off as playthings and objects of interest. Anara is also very thoughtful and enjoys activities that remind her of Greece.
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● Likes and Dislikes
✔ greek sweets, nature, painting, practising with her weapon collection, sparring, rainy days ✘ heat, bullies, teases, cupcakes, grapes
● Frights ● mindless violence, society's rules
PoppiHollaPuddelz
Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 3:24 pm
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Date : June 1978
The Rules of the Neighborhood : .. One is allowed not to kill without permission. .. Those who need to feed will be sanctioned. .. To go against the Alphas is against the law. .. Human laws will be followed as well. .. Outsiders are not welcomed. .. Human and Supernatural beings are encouraged to get along. .. Humans are welcomed in the cul-de-saq if granted by the Alphas. .. Fights will not be tolerated. .. Fueds will be dealt with by Alpha Law.
Town Details The town is fairly small, they are situated a bit more on the outskirts to prevent the beings from being too close to humans. The police station for their little community is located right outside where their street begins.
Certain places are sanctioned for them to go //
There is a farmers market called Ma and Pa's Organics A bigger chain of supermarkets called Shop n' Save A bar called Alleyway Pubs
Running a hand through her hair, the brunette stood there for a few moments staring at herself in the mirror though all she saw was a horrid form, her true form, an ugly form. Wrinkling her nose a bit it had taken a while for her to get use to staying in one form - not bending her appearance to someone's desire was a hard thing to ignore and for so long at that. Sighing a little bit she started to brush her long hair, having letting it grow over the years - naturally too which was another thing that felt so weird. Once the hair was brushed to her desire it was into a bun as always, easier to work with it that way. Something she had learned the hard way. Looking at her watch, she noticed if she didn't get a move on now she was going to be more than likely late for her job to begin though it never really ended. She had 1 or 2 deputies, probably less than she should but it didn't bother her. Being in control was something that Evy liked.
Another half hour passed before the woman finally left her house, sipping some coffee from one of her many travel mugs. Looking around the area it seemed fairly quiet, in normal neighborhoods that would be welcomed but here it made her worry a bit. Looking around she made a face before deciding to ignore it and head into the office for now, if she was needed she would be called. Walking down the street she looked around as she did, noticing nothing out of the ordinary she continued on her way. It was pointless for her to take her car, it wasn't a fun walk but it was close.
Her uniform was a bit bulky, with the belt and all but she had grown use it in the short time she had been named their sheriff. The thought made Evy smile, a huge smile in fact. In minutes she was at the station, walking into an empty air conditioned building. Walking to her office, setting her coffee down she looked around. Finding the place in the same order she had left it, there were no messages for her on the machine. Sighing a bit she sat down, pulling paper work out - there had to be something to do. Worse come to worse she was going to travel back out in the town, maybe she would just hang out or something. Most of their days were quiet.
ooc // ...SHITTY POST IS SHITTY : D I need everyone's folklore and which house they would like to live in c: || ωнєяє: Station || ωιтн: n/a || cυяяєитℓу fєєℓιиg: Proud ||
With more and more people filling the cul de sac every day, some of them even wretched little families, Arcadia was getting fewer opportunities to sunbathe without some twerp blocking out the sun. Even worse than when they tried to talk to her was when she heard them playing around her car. Though tearing her ear off was a relatively easy way to scare them off, it was irksome to have to regrow a new one every single day. And now she caught wind of a vampire and demon moving in. While she was hardly one to question morality, her suspicions of them were heightened. The last thing she needed was a break in by beings more powerful than her. Hence the trip she had taken the day previous to a church for a jug of holy water. The preacher had given her funny looks, but she had compensated well enough with cash. The majority of it remained under her sink as a reserve, but a small, diluted spray bottle full of the stuff sat beside her lawn chair, nestled in the grass.
Arcadia sighed, taking a moment to stretch out a little further in her lawn chair. The sun had warmed the fibers in her chair, and now that heat was soaking into her skin. It was a little hot out for June, but her lack of movement and skimpy clothing more than made up for the dry heat. She was comfortable in her little corner of the community.
ooc || short post, sorry
ωιтн [n.a.] || ωнєяє [outside of the house] || σuтғιт [x]
Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 12:41 pm
Asteliaceae
OOC: Sorry for small Pic, working on resizing it.
Vincent had heard about this cul de sac where he was supposed to live (if he wanted to join this "project") for about a week. but it would be today when he finally made his way to the community where there were apparently "people" like him. as he pulled up to his new house that he bought a week ago, he looked around through his sunglasses and noticed the residents...most of them seemed normal, although he could catch the scent of someone who did not belong. in the corner of his eyes, he saw a woman sunbathing.....it seemed he was in the presence of a shapeshifter. this was not the first time he noticed something strange. he caught the scent of a Siren and a Demon as well, but never saw them.
With a sigh, Vincent shook off his thoughts and got out of his car, revealing his muscular frame, a body that was about 10 times stronger and faster than regular humans, due to his Vampric qualities. he was wearing a black dress shirt with a ruby pendant. his sunglasses hid his cold icy blue eyes. from a human's point of view, he seemed relatively normal, he planned on keeping it that way. they would probably react the same way his previous "neighbors" had. he pulled back his long dark hair and sighed before pulling out a few bags of groceries from his car. it was all alcohol and drinks. being a vampire, there was no point in eating regular food. he needed blood, and red wine mixed with blood tablets worked for him....he carried his bags to his house, shutting the door behind him...he would come back out when there were....less people. he wanted to avoid others for as long as possible, but he knew that it was common for neighbors to "introduce" themselves to the newcomers...
The positives of never interacting with the other monsters in the cul de sac was that she never ran the chance of running into some snotty brats. The downside was it got terribly boring, locking herself in her home and only venturing to their “designated zones.” Her venture to the church had been far enough out of bounds. With a cop living next to her, she couldn’t exactly make her illegal activities obvious. Arcadia had spotted the woman as she left for her job earlier, and had decidedly delayed her grand entrance into the outside world until she was out of sight—something about lounging around in a bikini top not supporting the morals of a “family community.”
A car pulling up to a nearby house caught her attention, the noise piquing her interest enough that she even opened her eyes and sat up to inspect the newcomer. The man emerged with some groceries, making Arcadia hesitate, but when no one else got out, she made up her mind. Time to make friends—or at least someone very uncomfortable.
“Howdy neighbor!” she called, pitching her voice loud enough that there was no way he could have claimed not to hear her. “What garden variety of freak are you?” Shapeshifters, unlike just about every other magical meanie out there, had fairly average senses, so she had no way of sniffing out his species. From his dark and brooding look, though, she guessed him to be one of the more malicious monsters: demon, vampire, something that usually stuck to nighttime hours. They tended to carry themselves like outsiders in a society, which made them easier to pick out and pick on. Humans were always most suspicious of the people that didn’t conform.
ooc || interact with at your own risk
ωιтн [Mr. Sulky] || ωнєяє [outside of the house] || σuтғιт [x]
Dimon Valor Cross
Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 1:36 pm
Seth Dacron
Seth pulled into the tiny culd-a-sac in his black 1978 Fiat 124 Spider, shades covering his eyes, and the stereo blasting music. He pulled into the driveway of house he would be staying in, provide he didn't get himself kicked out. Stepping out of his car, he was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a black muscle shirt displaying his well tones muscles. His hair was slicked bak into a short pony tail to keep it out of his face.
He took the time now to look around the small neighbourhood. There were lots of families with children running around. What had he gotten himself into? Upon further examination, he saw a woman, scantily clad, laying out in the sun. Ot couldn't hurt to meet some of the neighbours could it? Exploring the house could wait until later. Seth began the short walk to the woman's yard. He approached her with a cocky grin on his face. Before he could reach her, she had already called out. At first, he thought she had been talking to him, but he followed the direction she was looking in an saw another male acting all suspicious. The least he could do was try to blend in.
"Hello there neighbours, I'm Seth. I'm in house 8" (will change of thats not my house)
He wasn't the least bit disappointed. He knew there was supposed to be a Vampire, Shapeshifter, and a Siren somewhere, and it seemed like he had run into two of them. The male must be the Vampire, he concluded, due to the pale skin, and shady characteristics.the girl, however, didn't really show her supernatural abilities.
