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(Tony is a waiter sometimes, but normally does online jobs.)

@ScarletAndHerSides

Name: "Tony, love~" Tony Aris Black
Age: "Mmm… I'd rather not say, it's rude to ask for age, love~" Unknown, Looks 21, actually hundreds of years old.
Ethnicity: "I'm white, I know that much." French, English, Italian
Gender: "Last I checked I was Male." Male
Religion: "Atheist~"
Sexuality: "Mmm… Depends~" Pansexual
Race: "I'm sure you can figure that out~" Vampire
Looks: https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/AQX4aE61HSkkMl3XV99Mkq-UzRkGNKC7sgMCbspE4qA36jDPr6A7f2Q/
Personality: Tony is very flirtatious, funny and kind. He despises the drinking of blood, but has to in order to survive. He only takes when given permission and will stop when asked. He's very gentlemanly and has a kind aura around him. Although, when you get on his nerves or bring him to a breaking point where he;s either pissed off or cry, be prepared for hell… literally. He's believed to be the actual son of the devil, but he could not act more different.

(He’s pretty.)

@quietquirks

Name: Jamie Luella
Age: 24
Ethnicity: Italian, his parents immigrated from Italy
Gender: Male (cis)
Religion: Atheist
Sexuality: Gay
Race: Demon
Looks: Pale skin, dark brown curly hair, red eyes, really small horns that he covers with a hat, 5'9, skinny, always stands up straight
Personality: Cunning, can be rude, sarcastic, great at loopholes and making deals, loves to play pranks, he has nightmares though he's gotten used to them
Job: He doesn't have a steady job, he's known to take illegal jobs

cool character! can he not be a demon though? I might allow a trickster type, but not really a full-on demon.

@quietquirks

(Raven doesn't currently have an occupation. He's 14 ¯_(ツ)_/¯ )

wait whaaat? you submitted a 6 month old dragon, Aiya, but not a 14 yr old dude

@quietquirks

Name: Kanoa Akamai
Age: 18
Ethnicity: Hawaiian
Sexuality: Asexual
Race: Witch/demon
Looks: knee-length white hair, rainbow eyes, pale, unblemished skin, two small horns, chubby, carries herself gracefully
Personality: bubbly, happy, bright, messy, forgetful, actually clumsy (not like those girls in YA novels, like "Hi I'm Devon James and I am extremely clumsy, except for all forms of fighting"), confident
Other: her familiar is a Golden Lion Tamarin named Pauka

that works, but can you do just the witch part and not the demon?

@quietquirks

// ALSO
no demons, please! I could probably allow a trickster demon, but that's as far as I'll go in that category of creature.

@quietquirks

// Okay dudes, the RP is closeddd. SO as soon as you've figured out your character and whatever, you can begin! I'll add my own characters later.

p.s. I'm looking for writing buddies help me

@Fraust

(Raven doesn't currently have an occupation. He's 14 ¯_(ツ)_/¯ )

wait whaaat? you submitted a 6 month old dragon, Aiya, but not a 14 yr old dude

(Frick wrong rp lmao. She doesn't have an occupation either. I'm in too many roleplays…)

@rot-baby-rot!

Name: Jamie Luella
Age: 24
Ethnicity: Italian, his parents immigrated from Italy
Gender: Male (cis)
Religion: Atheist
Sexuality: Gay
Race: Demon
Looks: Pale skin, dark brown curly hair, red eyes, really small horns that he covers with a hat, 5'9, skinny, always stands up straight
Personality: Cunning, can be rude, sarcastic, great at loopholes and making deals, loves to play pranks, he has nightmares though he's gotten used to them
Job: He doesn't have a steady job, he's known to take illegal jobs

cool character! can he not be a demon though? I might allow a trickster type, but not really a full-on demon.

(Okay, I'm going to make him a mage then)

@Dragoncita group

((OOC: If I need to change anything, let me know))

He walked silently along the sidewalk. The male's hands were in the pockets of his long, black jacket, a pair of shades covering his eyes. Hm, a lot had changed since he had last been awake. Could get a bit annoying when what was to be an hour long nap turns into several thousand years later. Oh well, it wasn't anything new to him. The male was used to it for the most part by now.
His covered eyes shifted, observing the busy streets around him. A forked tongue suddenly flicked past his lips, testing the air. It was swift, only the sharpest of eyes would've caught the strange movement. Luckily though, most of the individuals around appeared to be focused on their own lives. Either way, the scents were quite different. There were only a few he recognized anymore.
The stranger sighed softly, muttering under his breath, "So much for my basking area. Guess it's what I get for taking a nap."
His eyes shifted to the side, continuing to take in his 'new' surroundings. Last time this place was pretty much clean, not a building in sight, but now, there was a large city. Being what he was, he preferred the areas by the ocean. Though land was nice now and then. The male's gaze glanced upwards, seeing a small sign that led into a café.
Without a second thought, he entered the building. A small bell chimed as he opened the door. A few heads turned, watching him, then simply returned to what they were doing. As for the man, he continued, finding a small table by a window. His gaze shifted, taking in everything inside the café. Once again a forked tongue flicked from his mouth, testing the air.
"Well, this will be an interesting experience once again to see how much has changed."

@Desvelarse pets

A sharp ringing was all Cyrus could hear. His whole body ached, and the surface under him was hard and cold. He couldn’t exactly remember what happened. There had been a terrible hunger clawing at his stomach the past few days. The Wendigo. It was getting restless and hungry. He remembered giving in, letting himself mentally collapse into the comforting black. But now, his stomach churned and he was filled with regret.

Cyrus’ sickly yellow eyes fluttered open, going back to their normal red and gold mix. He groaned sharply and tilted his aching head up. The taste of blood was still on his tongue as he brought his hand up to wipe a smear of blood away from around his mouth. That didn’t work too well. He finally concentrated on his surroundings, confused by where he was. He was behind some smaller building he didn’t recognize, sprawled out on the ground. Pushing himself up, he looked down at himself. His shirt was stained with blood, and his eyes widened a tad.

Then he noticed it. The human body nearby, in pieces, being practically torn open and ripped apart like it was mutilated brutally by an animal. He gagged sharply, feeling like he would be sick. He didn’t like killing people. He didn’t like meat in general. He always had a light stomach, so he had become a vegan. Gods, that was such a hopeless attempt at controlling his hunger.

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Tony was hungry. Starving in fact. He hadn't had blood in who knows how many moons. He felt sick, weak and he needed the red liquid that would help him live. He hated killing. He hated sucking others blood from them. But he was so hungry. He stumbles a bit, clinging to the wall that would support them. He was so, so thirsty. He needed blood, and he needed it fast.
He exited his home, a fairly nice 2 story building, much to big for his own taste and stumbled along, feeling weaker and weaker. Finally, he saw the perfect victim. A young female. His stomach growls lowly. He sighs, but the hunger came over his moral. He pounced, the female tried to scream, but was cut off sharply but his hand covering her mouth. He sunk his teeth into her neck, releasing a bit of poison so he could take her somewhere more quiet, just in case there were someone walking around. He dragged the body into an alleyway and began to drink. He pulled away as quickly as his bone thin body would let him and he pulls back, blood dripping from his mouth. He hated hurting people, but it was his only choice. There was nothing else he could do. Animal blood poisoned him, and his stomach churned when he had human food. Blood was his only source. He stands, skillfully hiding away the body then running hom, using his speed. He locked himself in his room and lay on the bed, feeling sick to his stomach.

@Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy

Jasmine sat up. 'What time is it? ' She grabbed for a clock. 6:15. She grumbled and got out of bed. She pulled on some clothes and started straightening her wings. They always got crumpled. She finished and grabbed a bagel before leaving for the cafe.