Post by TEGAN ALEXIE YOUNG on Jun 15, 2010 4:13:31 GMT
tegan alexie young , -----------------------
------------------------------------------ NINETY SEVEN / TWENTY , VAMPIRE , PEACEKEEPERS , DRIVEN.
"She doesn't own a dress
Her hair is always a mess,
If you catch her stealin' she won't confess
She's Beautiful. -------------"
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Dear Journal - October 13Th, 1913
I woke up today in a place I didn't recognize. I was actually 6 feet under the ground. Did I know what happened? Yes. Did I want to believe it? No. I felt...so hungry, but not for food. My throat felt dry and parched, like I had swallowed a bag of salt and there was no moisture left. I don't remember everything that happened to me. I've tried to re-trace my steps from last night, but people just look at me strange. I look hungry and I'm covered in dirt and blood. My attempt to show up at my parent's house proved to be useless. They shunned me. I was faster and stronger though. My father pulled a knife on me, and I laughed. I quickly took the knife and stabbed him in the chest. Nothing fatal, I presumed. They never cared for me like I cared for them. I was their doll that they dressed up and took around to social events. I was even forced to be engaged to a man I hardly knew. He was thirty-seven and I was twenty. I knew I would kill him tonight and feed from him. It was just a matter of minutes until I met with him. Dashing up the grand staircase I rounded the corner to my bedroom. After taking a shower I dressed as nice and...seductive as I possibly could. When I arrived at William's house he expected to hold me down and force me to have sex with hi again, he was wrong. Dead wrong. I slashed his throat with my finger nail (which surprised even me) and fed from him. I finally did have a pain in the ass to deal with AND I was full. No one would ever push me around again because I would simply not allow it.
Dear Journal - May 1st, 2010
My life has changed dramatically since I was turned on that October evening. I still don't regret killing my fiance from ninety seven years ago, but now I've become a different person. Of course, I've made wuite a few mistakes in the learning process. I have numerous tattoos and piercings as well as a nasty smoking habit. But who cares, right? Actually, Liam cares. A lot. I can feed also feed without killing and I even work with the Peackeepers as a Council Member. I take my job seriously. The last thing that I would want is a war between Humans and Vampires. It would be violent and quite unnecessary if you ask me. People who live in fear are cowards. I just want everyone to get along! My job would be DAMN easier if that were so. Anyway, I just bought myself a nice loft in London. Liam lives with me and I couldn't be any happier. I really do love him with every inch of my being, even if I am damned to Hell. I don't ever want to leave his side. I would kill for him. Anyway, I must go. My company is needed in the Conclave.
HI, MY NAME IS KATIE. I'M EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD AND I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR NINE YEARS YOU CAN REACH ME THROUGH PM/CBOX/MSN AND I ALSO PLAY HAILEY BLACK. I'D JUST LIKE TO SAY HEYYYY [: .</div>
MADE BY LILLY CAN'T BE TAMED OF CAUTION 2.0.
