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// hi everyone! im angel im a new mingyu rp account! im new to this website so idk how to make threads here but im def not new to rp so im down to anything! if anyone is interested in rp-ing with me let me know and we can start a thread!

Jessica's quote "I will give my life for his." ties into her hidden love for the Devil. She loves him and would give her life for his.

If any of you have ever played a ninja gaiden game then you must be familiar with a male ninja named Ryu Hayabusa. He's the reason why I chose the name Hayabusa for my character. I think Ryu Hayabusa is amazing and if you've never played a ninja gaiden game then this blog post will just confuse you.

Name: Lee Yu-MiBasic InformationPreferred Name: YuyuAge: 17Date of Birth: May 10, 2001Race: Korean (south)Gender: FemaleSexuality: PansexualTitles: the kind one Affiliations: ??Prior Affiliations: ??Occupation: (Executive, Task Force, Member, or Affiliate): StudentAppearance (the pic above ^^)Appeared Age: 10Height: 4'10Weight: 102 lbsBuild: fragileSkin Color: fairEye Color: blueHair Style: shortHair Color: brownFashion: lolita cutsyAbnormalities: ??Tattoos: nonePersonality: Base Alignment: lowerPersonality description:Kind,loving, can be rude, can be Sarcastic

Name: Han Mi-YoungGender: FemaleD.O.B: 08/15/1999Age: 19Birthplace: Illsan, South KoreaHeight: 4'11Species: humanEye Color: blueHair Color: blackBlood Type: b-Economic Class (upper, middle, lower): normal college studentpowers: noneTalents: singing, playing Piano, Bass guitar, acoustic and drums, rapping, drawing, and dancingHobbies: Watching anime, goofing off with friendsLikes: a member of BTSDislikes: Her ex boyfriendKnown Family: Nope Sexual Orientation:straightSocial Stereotype: Nerd Other Features: ?Tattoos: noneAttire: casualBack Story: Mi-Young is childhood friends with Namjoon and they've always been really close. Mi-Young is bullied severely because she likes American music, and other people are jealous of her intelligence. Shes a foster child due to her parents are drug addicts but she finally got a real family and they adopted her and her last name went from Woo to Han.

~First Name~Su-Mi~Last Name~Kim~Name meaning~Elegant, Refined~Nickname~SuSu~Race~HumanSexualityStraight~Gender~Female~Age~24~Eye Color~One red the other blue~Hair Lenght~Mid back~Hair Style~Down~Hair color~White ☆Backstory☆Su-Mi was adopted by Kim Seokjins family after her biological parents died in a lockdown.

Name: Flora Kuran OtinashiNickname/s: Micu and MimiAge: 1600Date of Birth: 08/29/417Species: Goddess/Wolfblood/Vampire/Witch/HumanHeight:167cmWeight: 90lbsGender: FemalePronouns: she/her​​​​Sexuality: BisexualRelationship status: singleOccupation: school girl and undercover witch and singerCurrent location/from: from Japan in South KoreaVoice: beautifulPersonality:  sweet sarcastic lazy music lovingLikes: friends and siblingsDislikes: Min-Jun and biological parents

Name:  Kim Ye-EunAlso Known As: Yeye, Eun and YeTitles: Main Rapper, Main dancer and vocalist of LilacAge: 11Birthday: July 10Astrological Sign: CancerNationality: KoreanSpecies: MugglebornBlood Type: B+Sex: FemaleGender: FemalePronouns: She/HerOrientation: StraightPast/Bio: She was born to normal human parents however they found out she was a witch and they abandoned her. She was found weak and hungry but the boys in Stray Kids found her and they took her in and nursed her back to health! For her 10th birthday they set up a band named Lilac for Ye-Eun where she is Main rapper Main Dancer and sub vocalist! She gets bullied by Draco after shes found in the Slytherin common room crying because shes homesick. He ends up finding out how much suffering she went through and he becomes her friend and they develop feelings for each other but instead of confessing he gets jealous because she hangs out with the Golden Trio and he pins her to the wall.

"Idiots...."Basic InfoName: Mi-EunPlayer: MokeySeeGender: FemaleNicknames: Mi-Mi and EunRace: HumanAge: 19Body Type: Short, fragileHeight: 160cmWeight: 89lbsComplexion: FairHair: BlackEyes: BlueHandedness: RightScars: NoneRelationship Status: SinglePersonality: Sweet,sarcastic, lazy,music loving,Likes: Family, Friends,Yoongi, MusicDislikes: Min-Jun,DescriptionMi-Eun has black hair that goes to her back with blue eyes that change the shade of blues depending on her mood

Name: Ji-EunPlayer: MokeySeeGender: FemaleNicknames: Ji-Ji,JjRace: WolfbloodAlignment: Alpha FemaleAge: 15Body Type: Short, fragileHeight: 156cmWeight: 89lbsComplexion: FairHair: BlackEyes: BlueHandedness: RightScars: NoneRelationship Status: SinglePersonality: Sweet,sarcastic, lazyLikes: Family, Friends,Yoongi, MusicDislikes: Min-Jun,

[///]~ I normally write multi-para style! ~ This is a supernatural, AU, OC. If you are mainly Idol or something; you might not fit well in interactions with my character!~ I hardly para but if its all you can do, and you can give detail and something I can reply with its all groovy, no presser. Its when you don't give it a try and send something bland that we'll probably have issue. ~ NO ONE-LINERS. EW, No please don't do that! Be creative, let you're mind expand. ~ I normally use gifs in my comments, or one through message; I think it helps set the mood within an rp. Don't feel like you need to do the same, but if you like by all means go for it!~Also in comments, I will define inter monologues with text colors. Dark red normally is used to show Darou's dark side. Through messages I'll just use  apostrophes.~ Discord. Discord can be used for small rp or discussion.~ Do not rush your reply, and do not rush me. Life is a thing, and this here, this, is a hobby.~ Have fun!  

The Nightmare Before ChristmasJack Skellington= Pumpkin KingSally= Ragdoll {Genderbent}Oogie Boogie= Jimin

T i m e  i s  a n  i l l u s i o n,  b u t  n o t  o u r  s t o r i e s…NAME:  Kwon HaneulAGE:   25 / 1362SPECIES: Blood CursedOCCUPATION: Owner of Hidden City Cafe.YEAR OF ARRIVAL: 1902.Haneul’s life started with a wagon. His parents had mules, three to be exact, and as such they were the rulers of their small village because they could leave if they so chose. He learned to control the mules when they were attached to a wagon at seven years old, his father beside him, as they rode down the dirt path to the village market. His whole life revolved around moving that wagon but he found his happiness in picking out the foods; smelling the tomatoes, picking the ripest apple. He was not supposed to be in the kitchens but he would often sneak in beside his mother to watch her as she created flavorful soups from flames and a dark pot. By the time he was sixteen, he was well versed in the ways of their village. They lived beneath a mountain, so they were blessed with the luxury of rain and less snow than those who lived up hill. It was a simple life. One that he knew well. Even when his father died, Haneul did not feel a sense of gravity. He knew what he had to do and he did it; but now he could also work in the kitchen. Becoming the boss meant no one could question his decisions, or else risk his wrath. The town prospered under his control. For ten full years he reigned as a psuedo-king, and he enjoyed his work. He was a natural leader. Although quiet and reserved, he listened well and understood. He could see the way the town needed to move, or if the rains were too much how they could harvest crops a little further up the mountain. The plague was out of his control but it ravaged the town, leaving the people fearful for the fate of the town. When he caught the  plague, Haneul panicked. He had never felt such an intense fear grip his bones and turn his stomach inside out. He thought he was going to die tucked into his bed, comforted by one of his wives, when he heard the voices.They sounded like angels but later he would considered them demons. Although they did what they thought was best, Haneul would never understand the first year of his newly cursed life. He rose, panting, huffing, thirsting. His bones ached for something that he could not quite put his finger on. There were others, too. Three, to be exact. But he was too focused on the thirst to do anything about helping those people, or even recognizing them. His eyes, burning from the pain of the unquenchable thirst, searched for the thing that might save him from this damnation. He found it in the throat of a woman, the first one he killed. Sometimes, Haneul still mourns her. He remembers her face, because as he feasted for the first time, not knowing what he had become or why he had become this way, he realized what he was doing was wrong. For ten years, he became acquainted with his fellow cursed and they burned the town to the ground. Even his own precious gem, was lost to their thirst. Then came the imprisonment. Of course, during his time there Haneul assumed the emotions of hatred; resentment. He was not kept alive on hope but by anger. First they changed him, then they imprisoned him as if he were their slave, and then they expected him to learn. To change. To grow. Haneul did not want to learn or change. He wanted to destroy. He wanted to tear down the world and throw it as far away from him as possible. In those years, for so somany years, he found himself thirsty for revenge. The other three looked to him, for some reason, and he allowed himself to become leader. Maybe his anger was what they latched on to, but, either way, they followed him and his ideals.They were freed by a traveler and Haneul was thankful, so he changed him. On their hunt for the ones that had imprisoned them, Haneul changed many other humans. Before he realized what he as doing, he had built himself an arm army, one that he was in command of. They hunted for years, about twenty men and women, looking for revenge on the ones that Haneul claimed could change them all back. Save them. Give them new life. He never found them and after years of searching, of scouring Europe and Asia, Haneul gave up. They were not really what he was upset about anyways. No; he realized that much too late.It wasn’t until about the 1800s that Haneul recognized he could not be angry any more. There was too much in the world for him to discover; to explore. Being angry would not change his situation, and although they were not thinking about changing more people, it happened. One was uncontrollable in the beginning, and suddenly there were ten new vampires as they began to be called. The years passed and finally Haneul decided to move back to South Korea. The New World had just been formed, and although wars ravaged the country, he thought that it would be rather nice for all of them to have a new start. Haneul bought a restaurant in Seoul and began cooking again, but this time with a wide arrange of foods that he would never have been able to fathom back on the British Isles, all those years ago. He loved his restaurant, too, and finally found pleasure in something that he had not had in a long time.He owns his own cafe that brings smiles to the faces of his customers, and that is enough for him. For now. His blood lust has died, but that does not mean that he does not remember the past. He has forgiven.But Haneul will never forget what has passed, and since he is immortal, he has a long time to think about it. t e l l  m e,  a r e  w e  a  p r o d u c t  o f  w h o  w e  u s e d  t o  b e?positiveImaginative: Even before he was turned, Haneul spent his life trying to explore the world. He was one of the few people in his small town who wanted to weave together words into those crazy things called stories. He figured out how to use strawberries to stain bread a deep red. He now shows his imagination in food, sweets, really, but he’s always trying to discover; to develop new ideas. Honest: He found himself often knowing just what to say and how to say it but Haneul has also learned never to lie. He’s truthful to himself and truthful to others and he stands by that motto. Haneul does not think he can be a good leader without honesty and so, no matter the hardship, he will speak the truth. Sensitive: Although many believe sensitivity is a horrible trait, it has served Haneul well over the years. He knows pain. He can spot even the smallest bit of grief now, even if it is woven gracefully into a smile. negativeRegretful: Haneul’s past is not behind him. He finds constant agony in remembering the things that he has done; constant doubt at how he has supported others in his life. He hates it but he regrets what he had become, even if it was only for a little while.Reserved: Breaking down the shell of a broken down man is a difficult thing to do. Haneul clings to his walls because they are the last things still standing. Unless spoken to or unless he has to, he does not open up much.Cynical: Haneu; does not see the world in a positive light. He knows what it has done to him and he knows what it will do to others. He’s not necessarily a debbie downer, but people do see him being grumpy.

Here I post all the names of my past lives. Some of them I remember others are but blank or missing pieces from my mind.Very first life: Name: Princess Lilith Serne AvanteBelow are my immediate family:Mother: Lillith of Nod/EdenFather: Lord Ardrid Avante (Lucifer's brother, left hand and High General. Also known as Death and Incubus Demon)Brothers: Mordrid Avante and Corvin AvanteHalf Sister: Jezza Belle (Mother, Lillith and Father is Cain)Uncle: Lucifer (But then again all angels would be my family)Cousin: Raven Nevermore (Her Father and my Uncle is Samael. She is a Nephilim for her Mother is human)Cousin: The Antichrist (Have yet to find out what his name is)I also classify the Grim Reaper as my Uncle. I've always called him Uncle Grim.Below are other names from my past lives, I am not certian in which order they should go tho.Name: Lady Isabolle TannisHusband: Lord Thadius James Tannis (Was called Thor)I was married to Thor until Vladimir Tepes came along. Most of you call him Dracula. After I met Vlad, at a big Ball he threw, we fell in love and he sort of stole me away from Thor. We got married and my name was changed to Isabella Tepes. Vlad referred to me as His Bella. In fact, the blood ring he wears, the blood within is mine. It is his way of finding me in every lifetime. (Which, he has yet to find me in this lifetime I might add. Slow poke Vlad! Hehe.)Name: Princess Krystellena Adrianna OuspenskayaFather:Michael OuspenskayaMother: Not known to meName:Princess Gabriella CaesarBrothers: Marcos Caesar and Glacious CaesarMy brothers and I were sold off by an Uncle who wanted the Kingdom for himself after our parents died. My brothers as Gladiators and me as a slave to Gladiators. My brothers were two of the best Gladiators and even became best of friends with Marcus Aurelius who gave them their freedom along with mine.Name: Lady Angel CainHusband: Lord Victor CainIn this lifetime, Lord Victor Cain had 3 wives. I started off as a slave girl to one of his wives. Victor and I fell in love and he turned me into a vampire and we got married. Our lives seemed so perfect until the wife I was a slave to got enraged with jealousy and decided to slice Victor's throat wide open and killed him as he slept. I ran away to escape the same fate.Our friends/mentors were: Lord Arimond Devarius and Lady Arianna Devarius

Tsunehito stood at the top of the stairs frozen as he heard the resounding knock on the the door. It had been so long since anyone visited him here and he wasn't expecting anyone. After but a moment he continued his descent reaching the last step as the knocking repeated. He hadn't retained the servants after the rest of his adoptive family left him since he didn't feel it was necessary to have servants just for himself. The mansion did require a lot of care but he figured it kept him busy.Crossing to the door he hesitantly reached for the handle pulling the door open to reveal a tall regal lady dressed in fine designer clothes. She was inspecting the woodwork on the side of the doorway. "Excuse me, may I help you?" He asked her studying her. Something about her was familiar but he couldn't quite put a finger on what it was.The lady's gaze turned falling on the redheaded faerie and on seeing him a smile graced her features. "There you are, how I've missed you." She entered embracing him immediately."Uhh... you are..." He asked awkwardly hugging the lady not having the faintest idea who she was."No doubt you don't recognize me." She stated pulling away from him and straightening her suit then looking in his eyes. "How do you like my new digs?" She asked him.Tsunehito looked at her long and hard studying her eyes. "Rose?" He asked after a long while. His brain worked a mile a minute trying to process what was happening. He'd received a letter from Rose apprising him of the situation but this only drove the point home. "This means..." He paused tears filling his eyes. Why? Why was it that he was crying for him again after everything?"That means I was ripped from his body leaving him near death. As you know I was all that kept him alive. He didn't last long after that." She watched the faerie curiously. His way of thinking and reactions were always interesting to her even when she took over her former hosts body."I know your letter said... but your prescience makes it real. I wonder though, why have you come?" He asked curious as it had been years since their parting. He couldn't help but wonder if she wanted something from him or she wouldn't be here now.  She walked into the sitting room brazenly then sat on the settee there looking back at him. "Oh my where are your manners dear?" She asked teasing a little now that she was free she didn't share his former intended's love for him. All that remained was the friendship they'd forged.   ~To be continuned