Post by Shiloh Azrael Vaughn on Mar 16, 2012 20:35:04 GMT -5
SHILOH AZRAEL VAUGHN.
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"This world will never be what I expected If I don't belong, who would've guessed it."[/color][/font]
THE APPLICATION.[/color][/font]
FULL NAME.
Shiloh Azrael Vaughn
NICKNAMES.
Shi, Az
AGE.
nineteen
DATE OF BIRTH.
October 31st, 1992
SEXUAL ORIENTATION.
heterosexual
MEMBER GROUP.
Human (Hunter)
OCCUPATION.
Mechanic & college student
THE APPEARANCE.[/color][/font]
HEIGHT.
5'6"
BODY TYPE.
Shiloh is slim, but lean.
HAIR COLOR.
Bright red
EYE COLOR.
Green
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES.
Shiloh has a tattoo of a black rose on her back, and it wraps up to the side of her neck. She has a scar on her side from when she was attacked.
FACE CLAIM.
Hayley Williams
THE PERSONALITY.[/color][/font]
LIKES.
x. Cars
x. Fire
x. Knives
x. Working out
x. Any sport
x. Singing
x. Joking around
DISLIKES.
x. Vampires
x. Being weak
x. Spiders
x. Just sitting there
x. Clowns
x. Snobs
STRENGTHS.
x. fighting
x. sneaky
x. great liar
x. knife throwing ( her specialty )
x. Coming up with plans
WEAKNESSES.
x. her sisters
x. being serious ( at times )
x. getting to work on time
x. getting her homework done on time
x. cooking food
x. talking to guys, romantically
x. pushes people away
FEARS.
x. losing herself
x. not finding her little sister
FULL PERSONALITY.
Shiloh is a very complex person, like most. She enjoys having free time, and a good time, but she is also a very serious person. She takes hunting very seriously, and doesn't like it when people get in her way. Shiloh is also a very hard headed girl, and won't take no for an answer. She also has to do everything herself, and it has to be her way or the highway. Shiloh doesn't have a lot of friends when it comes down to it. Many people find her personality a bit difficult to follow. Shiloh is very a mature, but is still able to act like the a teenager, though it's very hard for her to when her sister is out there.
This red head is a very down to earth girl, and prefers to chill with the guys then the girls. She's never had a real relationship before, and finds it hard to speak with guys romantically. Shiloh hates to show weakness to people, and will do everything in her power to make sure people never see how scared she actually is. Shiloh's greatest fear is losing herself, and never finding her sister alive. She is a very determined young woman, and refuses to give up even when everything and everyone has given up hope. Shiloh is always up for having a good time, and partying, but she knows when it's time to be serious. She is a total prankster with her boys, and will always take up for them. When she feels strongly about something you can bet she'll stand behind it, and won't switch sides.
This red head is a very down to earth girl, and prefers to chill with the guys then the girls. She's never had a real relationship before, and finds it hard to speak with guys romantically. Shiloh hates to show weakness to people, and will do everything in her power to make sure people never see how scared she actually is. Shiloh's greatest fear is losing herself, and never finding her sister alive. She is a very determined young woman, and refuses to give up even when everything and everyone has given up hope. Shiloh is always up for having a good time, and partying, but she knows when it's time to be serious. She is a total prankster with her boys, and will always take up for them. When she feels strongly about something you can bet she'll stand behind it, and won't switch sides.
THE HISTORY.[/color][/font]
PARENTS.
SIBLINGS.
Harley Lilith Vaughn, 19, Vampire
Kansas Missouri Vaughn, 15, student [kidnapped]
BIRTHPLACE.
New York City
SIGNIFICANT OTHERS.
n/a
PETS.
Marilyn, black cat
Bellatrix, black cat
FULL HISTORY.
Young love. It was something every teenager dreamed of having, and Amelia had found it. She was madly in love with Jeremiah Vaughn, and couldn't wait for the day he proposed to her. That day came and went for the two of them. Before they knew it, Amelia was with child. She couldn't have been happier, and neither could Jeremiah. When the couple had went in to see if their child would be a boy or a girl, which Jeremiah hoped for a boy, they found out some shocking news. They were just having one child, they were having two. Amelia had become pregnant with twins which made the couple worry. They wouldn't be able to survive on a teacher salary and mechanic salary. So, Jeremiah quit his job, and became a firefighter. The benefits were better, and he'd be able to support his family the way he wanted. On October 31st, Amelia gave birth to two beautiful girls. She named the fiery hair children Harley and Shiloh.
The couple couldn't be anymore happy with their children, though Jeremiah was slightly disappointed that one of them didn't turn out a boy. He didn't really have to worry though because Shiloh was like the son he would never have. She and her sister when growing up were very different. Harley had become more of the girly type where Shiloh was more tom boyish. They were still attached at the hip though, just had their own style. When the girls were four they were given a little sister, whom Jeremiah named Kansas Missouri. Later on in life, Harley and Shiloh would make fun of their younger sister for her name. When the girls entered school they were trouble makers together. They eventually had to be separated, and placed into different classes. From then on the schools got smart, and never allowed them the same classes or same lunch.
It was when Shiloh hit high school did she see the difference in her sister. It was tenth grade year that the change had come, and Shiloh was baffled by her sister. It was slow at first, merely skipping school and staying out late. Then one night Shiloh heard her sister sneaking into the house, but her parents had finally caught on that she was sneaking in and out of the house. It had become a yelling match, and Kansas had run into her room afraid of all the yelling that was going on. Shiloh had told Kansas to stay in her room, and she went down stairs to defend her sister until she saw how her sister looked. She had been wearing a skanky looking dress, and her arms were bruised from where she had been stabbing herself with a needle. Shiloh was furious with her twin sister for doing that.
It was then a yelling match between her and her sister. Shiloh had never been so angry at her sister before. Harley had stormed out of the house, and that had been the last time she had seen her sister for two years, when Shiloh had turned seventeen. It was her birthday, and they were having a quiet dinner, like always since Harley had left. Towards the end of their little dinner the door had busted in, and a swarm of people littered in through their door and windows. Jeremiah dove straight for Kansas, and Shiloh had dove for her mother. Out of the four of them, Shiloh and her father were the strongest. The person who had walked into the room shocked everyone. Harley. She waltzed in with a man at her arm, and had a cocky smile on her face. She didn't look any better than when she had left two years ago, but Shiloh didn't care. That was her sister, and she was allowing these people to attack her family. It only took moments for them to kill her parents, and knock her out. When she woke up, Kansas was gone, and her parents were dead.
Shiloh called 911, and she was forced to move from her home until she was eighteen. She bounced from home to home for a year, then returned home. She rented out the house to a couple, and moved her things into a small apartment on the other side of town. Shiloh, while being in the system, had started to train with a family of hunters. They required every child that lived with them to learn how to defend themselves against the dark creatures that lived in their world. By pure accident, Shiloh had found a room where they kept pictures of people they were hunting. Shiloh came face to face with herself, except it was her twin sister. Her sister was placed under the vampire area of the wall. Shiloh had a hard time believing that her sister would become a vampire, but it was true. From then on, Shiloh had vowed to hunt her sister, and find Kansas.
THE PUPPETEER.[/color][/font]
YOUR NAME. Ashley, but just call me Harley(:
YOUR AGE. seventeen
OTHER CHARACTERS. not yet
YEARS OF EXPERIENCE. about 7+ years
RP SAMPLE.
[This is from my other RPG site =) ]
Honest to God, Beagan didn’t know what the hell she was thinking when she asked Sebastien to the prom. Hm, maybe it was the uncontrollable feeling she got around him, she wasn’t quite sure how she felt about that. No matter what she did, she couldn’t put it into any mathematical or scientific form, it just didn’t make any sense to her. Beagan had never felt so out of control of her feelings before, and she didn’t really like it. No, she didn’t like it at all, she felt so out of control when she was around him. It was like her heart was going to pop out of her chest at any moment, and she didn’t like that feeling either. Yes, it was very new and it was exciting, but there was something that also made her want to stay away from him. Beagan couldn’t quite explain it, hell she could barely wrap her head around the fact that he had said yes to her. Of all the girls in the school, Sebastien said yes to Beagan Vaughn, the nerd of Forks High School. It was like all her goodness in the world had been thrown in her face because Sebastien was everything Beagan wasn’t. He was good-looking, but he was also very arrogant and self-centered. Beagan had no idea why she even bothered with him some days, it was like he had all these walls up, and didn’t want anyone in. Well, to hell with his walls, Beagan wasn’t going to let him ruin her. She could be some kind of game to him, and honestly Beagan wouldn’t care, and that really bothered her. Beagan was not in love with this boy, it was impossible. It would never happen to her, she swore it to herself. She didn’t want to be in love, so she told herself she wasn’t. It was just how it worked in her mind.
Beagan’s mind was running wildly, maybe he’d stand her up. Good, then she wouldn’t have to look like an idiot wearing this stupid dress. She didn’t see why she just couldn’t wear some pants and a t-shirt, she’d be much comfortable in that. But no, she didn’t get anything her way when it came to this darn prom, it was her prom, wasn’t it? Yes, yes it was, and she wanted to stay that way. But no, Jasmine had to have her way, Beagan was pretty sure that Jasmine had her chance at prom when she was seventeen, but she decided to get pregnant. That was not Beagan’s fault, so she didn’t see why she had to be the rag doll. Jasmine had to two daughters before her, why couldn’t she have her fun with them? ”Nervous little sister,” asked Randy as she sat on Beagan’s bed. Beagan snorted, and said, ”Why would I be nervous? It’s just prom.” In truth, Beagan was more then just nervous, she was petrified of going to prom. One, it meant that she was really getting older, and two that she was on a date. With one of the hottest guys on the planet. Give or take a few guys. Randy rolled her green eyes, and said, ”Every girl is nervous on her prom night. You never know,” Randy wiggled her brows at beagan, then said, ”You might get your first kiss.” Yeah, that wasn’t happening because Beagan had already her first kiss and had already had sex. She was pretty sure that Sebastien wasn’t getting any of her first. Too bad for him though, but she was going to tell Randy any of that information. Beagan wouldn’t make it to her prom. That wouldn’t be good at all, no not at all. Then she wouldn’t be able to embarrass herself.
Beagan didn’t say anything to her sister about a first kiss, Beagan doubted any of that would happen. She and Sebastien were just friends, right? She was pretty sure that was the case, he never indicated that it was anything more, so Beagan was fine with being friends with him. It was better then nothing, right? No, not right. She wanted more but she didn’t want more either. Sebastien had that dangerous look about him that made Beagan’s alarm in her head go off. But that other damn alarm was saying, ‘DO IT!’, so she was very conflicted. She was sure no one in her family would understand was she was going through. They just didn’t understand her because half of them hated someone that was in the same room as them, they had no time to feel the kind of things she was feeling. Hell, Beagan was surprised that she had time to feel what she was feeling. There was just so much crap that went on in this house, she wasn’t surprised she exploded. Maybe she wanted to explode, it sounded better then hearing people bicker at each other. Especially on her prom night, Sebastien could be here any minute, and they were fighting. Grandma had wanted pictures, but Beagan, she wasn’t so sure that’s what she wanted. She didn’t want to take pictures, but she was being forced to…again. Beagan wasn’t really like this whole forcing her into things, but she didn’t resist when Randy dragged her downstairs for pictures. She wasn’t really liking the scene that was going on though. The kids were running around like mad people, and her mom and step dad were fighting. Again. Grandma was playing with Gabael and well, Randy went off somewhere. Beagan flopped down on the couch next to her grandma, and leaned her over the back of the couch to see the ten year old Devannoah staring at her. ”Beagan, why are you all dressed up for? Are you dying?” Beagan laughed, and said, ”No, I’m not dying, I’m going to prom. You’ll understand when you are my age.” Devannoah slide over the back of the couch next to Beagan, and sighed.
Beagan tried desperately to keep the kids off her, but it didn’t really work out so well because Bryson and Gabael thought it would be funny to play tag on her. She was really wanting Sebastien to show up, and soon. She didn’t think she could take this anymore, it was annoying sometimes, but she didn’t want to tell at them. Beagan was hoping that Sebastien didn’t have to meet her family, but she was pretty sure it was inevitable. Well, maybe not because her mother stormed up stairs with a very pissed off look on her face, while her step father went to the garage and pulled out of the drive way. Well, isn’t that nice? They didn’t even bother to stick around to meet Sebastien. From the kitchen she heard a crash, and she knew that it couldn’t be good. She jumped up from the couch, and ran into the kitchen to see that Jayson dropped a plate. Nice, just nice. She sent Jayson and Poppy to their room, then began to clean up the mess when the door bell rang. Beagan froze with the dust pan on her hand, jerked her head up to the door. No, he just had perfect timing! She saw Devannoah race towards the door, and Beagan yelled, ”D, don’t you dare open that door, I will beat you when I get home.” As those words were being said, the door was being opened by her non listening little sister. Beagan growled under her breath, and got up from the mess and dusting herself off. Beagan wasn’t a happy camper right not, nope. Her family was pissing her off.
Though all she was pissed, when she saw Sebastien in a tuxedo, she had to stop in her tracks. Beagan just kind of stared at him for a few heartbeats before snapping out of the daze he had put her into. ”Pardon me while I murder my family, but please, come in.” Beagan grabbed Devannoah’s arm, and dragged her upstairs to her room. Then she went to Jayson and Poppy’s room bagging on the door and yelling for them to clean up what they broke. When they were on their way down stairs, Beagan started to put the younger children to bed, whether they wanted too or not. Then she walked back downstairs, and gave Sebastien a sarcastic smile. ”Don’t even say anything, m’kay?” Beagan turned to her grandmother, and said, ”Sebastien, this is my grandmother, Gisele. Grandma, this is my…friend Sebastien.” Yup, Beagan’s voice strained on the friend part. Beagan’s grandma smiled, and said, ”Beagan, you’ve found yourself a good one. He’s handsome.” Beagan groaned, and decided it was time to leave. ”Shu, move it, out the door you go boy,” she said while kissing her grandmother goodnight.
When she was outside Beagan sighed, and looked at Sebastien. ”thanks for, uh, picking me up. Sorry you had to see that,” her voice was quiet. Crap, she forgot his little flower thing! ”Hold on,” she ran back inside to the kitchen and grabbed the red rose, and ran back outside, and smiled lightly. ”Here’s your little flower thing,” she walked up close to him, her heart was beating like a speeding train just being this close to him. Sebastien was probably a head taller then her, so his chest was like right at her face. It made it easier for her to put the flower in his pocket. Beagan slipped the flower in his pocket, then moved back quickly. Begin close to him made her heart flutter. ”Alright then, lets get this show on the road, shall we?”
Beagan’s mind was running wildly, maybe he’d stand her up. Good, then she wouldn’t have to look like an idiot wearing this stupid dress. She didn’t see why she just couldn’t wear some pants and a t-shirt, she’d be much comfortable in that. But no, she didn’t get anything her way when it came to this darn prom, it was her prom, wasn’t it? Yes, yes it was, and she wanted to stay that way. But no, Jasmine had to have her way, Beagan was pretty sure that Jasmine had her chance at prom when she was seventeen, but she decided to get pregnant. That was not Beagan’s fault, so she didn’t see why she had to be the rag doll. Jasmine had to two daughters before her, why couldn’t she have her fun with them? ”Nervous little sister,” asked Randy as she sat on Beagan’s bed. Beagan snorted, and said, ”Why would I be nervous? It’s just prom.” In truth, Beagan was more then just nervous, she was petrified of going to prom. One, it meant that she was really getting older, and two that she was on a date. With one of the hottest guys on the planet. Give or take a few guys. Randy rolled her green eyes, and said, ”Every girl is nervous on her prom night. You never know,” Randy wiggled her brows at beagan, then said, ”You might get your first kiss.” Yeah, that wasn’t happening because Beagan had already her first kiss and had already had sex. She was pretty sure that Sebastien wasn’t getting any of her first. Too bad for him though, but she was going to tell Randy any of that information. Beagan wouldn’t make it to her prom. That wouldn’t be good at all, no not at all. Then she wouldn’t be able to embarrass herself.
Beagan didn’t say anything to her sister about a first kiss, Beagan doubted any of that would happen. She and Sebastien were just friends, right? She was pretty sure that was the case, he never indicated that it was anything more, so Beagan was fine with being friends with him. It was better then nothing, right? No, not right. She wanted more but she didn’t want more either. Sebastien had that dangerous look about him that made Beagan’s alarm in her head go off. But that other damn alarm was saying, ‘DO IT!’, so she was very conflicted. She was sure no one in her family would understand was she was going through. They just didn’t understand her because half of them hated someone that was in the same room as them, they had no time to feel the kind of things she was feeling. Hell, Beagan was surprised that she had time to feel what she was feeling. There was just so much crap that went on in this house, she wasn’t surprised she exploded. Maybe she wanted to explode, it sounded better then hearing people bicker at each other. Especially on her prom night, Sebastien could be here any minute, and they were fighting. Grandma had wanted pictures, but Beagan, she wasn’t so sure that’s what she wanted. She didn’t want to take pictures, but she was being forced to…again. Beagan wasn’t really like this whole forcing her into things, but she didn’t resist when Randy dragged her downstairs for pictures. She wasn’t really liking the scene that was going on though. The kids were running around like mad people, and her mom and step dad were fighting. Again. Grandma was playing with Gabael and well, Randy went off somewhere. Beagan flopped down on the couch next to her grandma, and leaned her over the back of the couch to see the ten year old Devannoah staring at her. ”Beagan, why are you all dressed up for? Are you dying?” Beagan laughed, and said, ”No, I’m not dying, I’m going to prom. You’ll understand when you are my age.” Devannoah slide over the back of the couch next to Beagan, and sighed.
Beagan tried desperately to keep the kids off her, but it didn’t really work out so well because Bryson and Gabael thought it would be funny to play tag on her. She was really wanting Sebastien to show up, and soon. She didn’t think she could take this anymore, it was annoying sometimes, but she didn’t want to tell at them. Beagan was hoping that Sebastien didn’t have to meet her family, but she was pretty sure it was inevitable. Well, maybe not because her mother stormed up stairs with a very pissed off look on her face, while her step father went to the garage and pulled out of the drive way. Well, isn’t that nice? They didn’t even bother to stick around to meet Sebastien. From the kitchen she heard a crash, and she knew that it couldn’t be good. She jumped up from the couch, and ran into the kitchen to see that Jayson dropped a plate. Nice, just nice. She sent Jayson and Poppy to their room, then began to clean up the mess when the door bell rang. Beagan froze with the dust pan on her hand, jerked her head up to the door. No, he just had perfect timing! She saw Devannoah race towards the door, and Beagan yelled, ”D, don’t you dare open that door, I will beat you when I get home.” As those words were being said, the door was being opened by her non listening little sister. Beagan growled under her breath, and got up from the mess and dusting herself off. Beagan wasn’t a happy camper right not, nope. Her family was pissing her off.
Though all she was pissed, when she saw Sebastien in a tuxedo, she had to stop in her tracks. Beagan just kind of stared at him for a few heartbeats before snapping out of the daze he had put her into. ”Pardon me while I murder my family, but please, come in.” Beagan grabbed Devannoah’s arm, and dragged her upstairs to her room. Then she went to Jayson and Poppy’s room bagging on the door and yelling for them to clean up what they broke. When they were on their way down stairs, Beagan started to put the younger children to bed, whether they wanted too or not. Then she walked back downstairs, and gave Sebastien a sarcastic smile. ”Don’t even say anything, m’kay?” Beagan turned to her grandmother, and said, ”Sebastien, this is my grandmother, Gisele. Grandma, this is my…friend Sebastien.” Yup, Beagan’s voice strained on the friend part. Beagan’s grandma smiled, and said, ”Beagan, you’ve found yourself a good one. He’s handsome.” Beagan groaned, and decided it was time to leave. ”Shu, move it, out the door you go boy,” she said while kissing her grandmother goodnight.
When she was outside Beagan sighed, and looked at Sebastien. ”thanks for, uh, picking me up. Sorry you had to see that,” her voice was quiet. Crap, she forgot his little flower thing! ”Hold on,” she ran back inside to the kitchen and grabbed the red rose, and ran back outside, and smiled lightly. ”Here’s your little flower thing,” she walked up close to him, her heart was beating like a speeding train just being this close to him. Sebastien was probably a head taller then her, so his chest was like right at her face. It made it easier for her to put the flower in his pocket. Beagan slipped the flower in his pocket, then moved back quickly. Begin close to him made her heart flutter. ”Alright then, lets get this show on the road, shall we?”
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