An AU/Slave RP Open now

Hello, I just had a quick question are you currently accepting applications still or have they been closed? Thank you so much -Cooper

Wed, 12 Sep 2012 16:21:55 -0400

Yes we are still accepting applications.

Tyler Macy App

Wed, 05 Sep 2012 04:06:02 -0400

Accepted! Make your account and send it in!

ooc:

Name/Age: Ava/19
Time Zone: Narnian Standard Time
Activity level (1-10): -583

IC:

Character: Tyler Macy

FC (if not canon): Holland Roden

Character age: 19

Preferred ships: Tyler/Chemistry

Anti ships: Tyler/Happiness because angsty love is the best love

Sexuality: Bisexual

Bio (if one is not provided, Please try to write your bio the way we do. About 3 paragraphs, detailing their history, present life, and personality.) N/A

Para sample:

How Callie had managed to land herself on the arm of Damon Salvatore for senior prom, she’d never know. She didn’t even actually remember saying yes to him, and - now that she thought about it - she probably hadn’t, and he’d just assumed her pause meant yes. She really needed to come up with faster insults where the older Salvatore was concerned. After the whirlwind of finding out she was the newest Petrova Doppelganger and all that went along with it, the last thing she needed was a boy fawning over her. Troy was enough to deal with as it was, and he was her best friend when it came down to it. Though she’d sworn to herself and anyone who would listen that she wasn’t going to go near the Salvatore brothers, they had somehow wormed their way into her life and taken up jobs as her bodyguards. Glorified babysitters, really, but that wasn’t the point. The point was they were suddenly a near omnipresent part of her life, and Callie was fucking fed up. Damon had already tried to kiss her, and while he’d backed off the moment she asked and hadn’t made a single pass since then, it was obvious he wanted to, and she wasn’t sure what to make of that. Damon was funny, he was good to talk to, and he’d broken the news that her life was turning on its head relatively gently, something she appreciated. But the fact of the matter was that Callie didn’t want anything to do with the same two brothers who had caught the last two doppelgangers between them. It was trying to get Damon realize that she was serious that was a problem.

And then Stefan had to go off and kidnap her older sister.

Mia and Callie had always been close, and the nineteen year old Donovan was home for the spring semester. Callie had been looking forward to getting her sister back for spring and summer, to getting her sister to chaperon her prom, and to getting her older sister’s opinion on what the fuck was happening. Then Mia insisted on introducing Callie to the guy she was seeing, only days after Callie’d gotten the news from Damon. Sitting down across from her sister at the Grill after months apart had been odd enough; Mia’s hair was longer, her makeup was different, little differences that were just enough to disorient Callie. Then the elusive boyfriend had walked in, and Callie was suddenly sitting across from the Hybrid who wanted to use her as a human blood bag. While the lunch had gone well enough and no one had caused any trouble, it had done the job of unsettling Callie. While the younger Donovan sister managed to keep Klaus out of her house, she had no real idea how to tell her sister she couldn’t keep seeing the charming man who seemed to dote on her. Telling the Salvatore’s, however, was far too easy for Callie’s liking. While both had seemed rather disturbed and insisted that the guard on the Donovan house be increased - which meant Caroline staying over almost nonstop and bugging Callie constantly - the news had seemingly rolled off both of their backs. Somehow, this increased guard hadn’t saved Callie from a bite from Klaus, who’d surprised her one day after school and bit her in broad daylight. Stumbling into her house bleeding from the side of her neck and worrying all of her friends was something she definitely didn’t want to repeat. And Damon’s constant fussing over her was getting old.

Two days later, Callie woke up to an empty house. Her parents came home from work at the usual times, but Mia was nowhere to be found. Writing it off initially as a night out that had gone overboard, Callie didn’t think much of it. Her sister had always had an impulsive streak, and given the man she was dating…when her sister still wasn’t home the next day, Callie started to get worried. After searching for almost three days and crying herself to sleep more than once, Damon had finally shown up on her doorstep with her older sister, carefully evading Callie’s interrogation about where he’d found her. Stefan owned up the next day, trying to calmly explain to her his reasoning about using her as leverage against Klaus, who hadn’t actually come to Mia’s rescue, something neither brother obviously hadn’t anticipated. Another thing they hadn’t anticipated, really, was Callie’s temper. After pushing Stefan, punching him, and cursing him out until she was nearly blue in the face, she’d warned him to stay the fuck away from her family, leaving the Salvatore boarding house as fast as she’d come in.

She hadn’t spoken to Stefan since, though she knew he’d withdrawn his role in protecting her. For some reason, that just pissed her off more. There was something about the younger Salvatore that got under her skin, from the way he constantly seemed to know exactly what to say to placate her to the way he could quote Jane Eyre almost better than she could. Callie hated it almost more than she hated Klaus, which was already a lot and steadily rising. She was walking around scowling so much that Charlie had told her more than once that she was going to give herself crow’s feet before she was thirty. Her best friends were no help at all, really. Charlie had been the one who had suggested taking Damon’s offer of a date to prom, while Troy had been adamantly against it. Though she usually refused to let anyone make her decisions for her, Callie was pretty sure the fact that the eldest Salvatore was waiting on her porch for her - no vampires allowed inside other than Caroline - was more his own decision than hers. He’d presented a convincing argument about protecting her better if her was near her all night, but if he tried to kiss her again, she’d stab him with a chair leg, and had made that explicitly clear.

Reluctantly finishing her makeup, Callie braced her hands on the edge of her bathroom counter and stared at herself in the mirror. Mia had done her hair for her, curling and waving in intricate swirls and ringlets from where part had been pinned up elegantly. How her sister had managed to make her look like something akin to the Greek muse she was named after in less than an hour and with barely any hairspray, Callie would never understand. Her makeup was minimal, gold and bronze colored eyeshadow to match the patterns in her dress and the heels she had on, blush on her cheeks, more than she usually wore, but not as much as most girls would surely have on tonight. Tearing away her gaze from the girl in the mirror who felt as much as her own reflection as looking at Katherine did, Callie glanced at the clock and sighed. Damon was waiting. Her earrings went in quickly, her shoes were slipped on, and her clutch was grabbed. “Let’s get this fucking thing over with,” she muttered to her reflection over her dresser as she prepared herself to leave her room.

Descending the stairs as rapidly as her heels would allow, Callie swept past her parents, pausing for only a moment to allow them to kiss her and remind her of a curfew she didn’t actually have. Calling a goodbye over her shoulder, she stepped outside and managed a smile at Damon. Admittedly, he looked devastatingly handsome in his tuxedo, something that irritated her almost as much as his brother’s ability to tell her exactly what she needed to hear at any given moment. “You look-” “I know,” she cut him off, rolling her eyes inwardly and pressing a gloved hand to her forehead. “Damon, can we please just skip the formalities that are going to get really uncomfortably really fucking fast? Let’s just go now before I rethink this godforsaken idea and regain my sense. I’m pretty sure my Pride and Prejudice dvd’s still in my laptop and I could be watching it in less than ten minutes and feeling a thousand times better about my night, but for some fucking reason, I’m standing out here with you so can we please just go?”

Damon - looking as close to pouting as a nearly 900 year old vampire could look - thankfully complied, saying something that Callie wasn’t listening to as she got into the passenger seat of his car. “You really do look beautiful,” he said a moment later as he turned the key to the ignition. She hadn’t even seen him get into the car. Still, the compliment had the desired effect, leaving her with a flustered ‘thank you’ as her only real response. She fiddled with the fingers of her elbow length gloves the whole ride there, the bracelet Mia had let her borrow just a hair too big for her wrist. It slid with each movement she made, glittering off the streetlights they passed. Soon, too soon, the hotel the prom was held at came into view, and Callie and Damon were standing in front of the entrance before she could blink. “You’ve got to warn me before you do that,” she hissed, eliciting a smirk from Damon as she tried to reorient herself. Spotting Charlie - who was standing with Kol, making Callie’s eyes widen in surprise - she waved at her friend. The blonde smiled back, but was clearly more invested in her conversation with the Original she’d managed to get on her arm. Speaking of being on someone’s arm…Callie was suddenly aware that Damon was offering his to her, and taking it seemed like both the best and worst idea she’d ever been faced with. “It would be rude not to, you know,” he said smoothly, and the look in his eyes and the sudden odd sense of deja vu that hit her somewhere behind her navel made her mind up for her. Looping her hand into the crook of his elbow reluctantly, Callie let him lead her into the throng of bodies that made up the senior class she’d be graduating with soon.

People passed by in a blur, juniors she knew were clearly not supposed to be there mixed with alumni who had obviously talked their way in, and all were virtually undetectable in the amount of real seniors in the hotel ballroom. The music, the heat, the people, the voices, it all threatened to drown Callie, and the inability to pick a lot of people out of the crowd was making her almost uneasy. So when Damon suggested they dance, she agreed. At the very least, it would take her mind off everything. They were three songs in when she was starting to get antsy again, this time from the way Damon was damn near holding her and she was not okay with any of it. Too much too soon and far too fast, she’d told him this before and it clearly wasn’t getting through to him. She was just about to open her mouth to tell him off when he spun her out. Somewhere in the process of a dance move she’d performed with Troy at countless school dances, she lost the grip she’d had on Damon’s hand, and upon completing the spin, Callie suddenly found herself in the arms of Stefan Salvatore.

Anything Else: Bitches and Hoes :|||

Please unfollow Tyler. The role has been reopened.

Sun, 02 Sep 2012 15:52:32 -0400

Would you accept a Taylor Swift OC?

Sat, 01 Sep 2012 15:43:40 -0400

Only as upper or middle class.

Follow Jack

Sat, 01 Sep 2012 13:56:45 -0400

Follow Jack

Application

Sat, 01 Sep 2012 13:56:06 -0400

Accepted! Make your account and send it in!

ooc:

1. Name/Age: Beth
2. Time Zone: EST
3. Activity level (1-10): 7/8

IC:

1. Character: Jack Mason

2. FC (if not canon): ZAC EFRON :D

3. Character age:21

4. Preferred ships: (bold otp if applicable) Jack/Chemistry, Jack/ female

5. Anti ships: Jack/male

6. Sexuality: straight

7. Bio (if one is not provided, Please try to write your bio the way we do. About 3 paragraphs, detailing their history, present life, and personality.)

8. Para sample: (Do I need this because I am already one character? If I do I can change it!)

Natalie Former fc?

Sat, 01 Sep 2012 13:55:14 -0400

We are not making any bios at this time but you are welcome to apply as an OC

An Announcement

Thu, 30 Aug 2012 21:28:00 -0400

The Karofsky household has gone bankrupt. Any slaves and residents under 21 will be collected by guards and taken to the gates, and anyone over will be escorted to middle class housing, effective immediately.

follow James

Tue, 28 Aug 2012 22:54:32 -0400

follow James

James Motta

Tue, 28 Aug 2012 21:58:16 -0400

Accepted! Make your account and send it in!

Name/Age: Caroline
Time Zone: cst in a few days (moving into my dorm)
Activity level (1-10): 7 or 8

IC:

Character: James Motta
FC (if not canon): Jared Padalecki
Character age:23
Preferred ships: (bold otp if applicable) : Any
Anti ships: N/a
Sexuality: Straight
Bio : There’s one provided
Para sample:

The bell resounded through the arena, and Thomas clutched onto the knife in his pocket before the action began. If you would have asked the young boy why he had volunteered to take part in such a devious game, he wouldn’t be able to give you a straight answer. Loyalty to your friends, not to your family- was the motto that the seventeen-year old boy had finally decided to go on, after the fall-out with his own family. The family that was sitting at home hoping that he wouldn’t make it through another day in the game that pulled so many other families apart as well. Thomas’ life had been far from easy as a small child- being the youngest of four children born into a family where the father was less than cooperative, or even loving toward his own offspring didn’t help matters as well. The thing that killed the boy the most was his mother- the silent, frail woman who sat back and watched her children take the harassment that their father dished out every mealtime before they went to sleep.

The stinging impact of another body crashing into the boy’s caused him to stumble on his feet gripping onto a tree for support. His current mindset would give his family the satisfaction they wanted- him to never come home, and Thomas was far from willing to let that happen. “Move it,” the boy grumbled out as he was quick to his feet again shoving the limp body aside despite the small protests that escaped the person’s lips. Thomas turned quickly back to the woods noting the various shadows lurking in the woods ahead, and he took a deep breath before he ran. The fun was only just beginning.

Follow Katie

Tue, 28 Aug 2012 10:48:22 -0400

Follow Katie

Are you accepting any apps today?

Tue, 28 Aug 2012 10:47:15 -0400

yup. When I get back from Orientation.

Is there a way of creating ocs or do you want to have the characters you have filled first?

Tue, 28 Aug 2012 03:57:12 -0400

Yes there is. We accept OCs. You have to include a bio with your application and should probably check the FC with us first.

Katie Lewis App

Tue, 28 Aug 2012 03:50:06 -0400

Accepted! Make your account and send it in!

ooc:

Name/Age: Satan/Old
Time Zone: CST
Activity level (1-10): 6-8/10

IC:

Character: Katie Lewis
FC (if not canon): Ashley Benson
Character age: 18
Preferred ships: Katie/Chemistry
Anti ships: Katie/No Chemistry
Sexuality: Straight
Bio Provided!
Para sample:

It wasn’t that Katie didn’t like Acirema, it was that she hated it. She was cold all the time, even though the snow was finally starting to melt away with the warmer climate. But she kept quiet, eyes focused on her work, longing for the days when things were easier. Before her mother got sick, before her father killed himself. Hell, she’d settled for being locked in the panic room with Mrs. Lewis and her books. But that was all gone now. Taken from her and leaving her with nothing but some crushed dreams and a sister who wasn’t really her sister.

But she’d still do anything for Harper. They’d run together for as long as they could before stumbling on what seemed like it could be paradise with it’s glittering towers of glass and steel. Unfortunately any hope was once again taken from her when she found out they weren’t old enough and were shuffled into the Gates.

Katie shook her head, golden curls flying behind her as she snapped out of her reverie. For now she’d have to make the best of it, she thought as she tightened her thin sweater around her and walked back towards the rest of the slaves working in the market as they prepared to go home. She’d just need to keep her head down for a couple more years. That’s it. Then she was out. She looked up when her name was called, eyes searching for the source and finally landing on a guard. “I’m here,” she said softly, falling in line as they took attendance. Just another day gone by.

Is this rp active?

Tue, 28 Aug 2012 03:49:01 -0400

Yes it is.

Please unfollow Katie. The role has been reopened.

Tue, 28 Aug 2012 00:35:16 -0400

Hey Layne it's Cecelia- I'm on vacation, and I guess I forgot to tell you- Sprry! Hopefully I'll be back by Tuesday.

Sun, 26 Aug 2012 20:02:13 -0400

Okay thanks for letting us know!

Activity Check:

Sun, 26 Aug 2012 14:14:00 -0400

Katie Lewis
Tyler Macy

Please like this post by midnight PST or your roles will be reopened.

Please unfollow Andy Smythe. The role has been reopened.

Fri, 24 Aug 2012 23:37:39 -0400

Please unfollow Cade and Lucas. Both roles have been reopened

Fri, 24 Aug 2012 23:23:12 -0400

Cade was an original character so the character will be removed completely. The face claim of Logan Lerman is now available for any character.