Obscene Symphony

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shit i need to keep track of

Adrian Albescu - King

Katerina Albescu - Queen

Dmitri Albescu - Eldest, crown prince (male)

Mikhail Albescu - Middle, prince, second in line (male - twin to Ilenea)

Ilenea Albescu - Youngest, princess, third in line (female - twin to Mikhail)

Honey Lake Records /dead/

I may try to stir up a sort of character sheet for my character's band. You know, like a rundown of what they do, how they do it, etc.

Honey Lake Records /dead/

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So does she know what screamo actually is or is it anything with harsh vocals or bad mallcore post-hardcore.

@Inkarnate

I feel called out XD

Lol I'll just change it to "screaming" cause it all sounds the same to her.

Honey Lake Records /dead/

I think this group needs some electric swing.

Alicia Nilsson

_______________________________________________ Alicia Signe Nilsson _______________________________________________ 23 ┃ November 14, 1995 ┃ Female ___________________________________ Banff, Alberta ___________________________________ Bassist and Vocalist - Gramophone

Character Summary Personality ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Alicia is a very driven individual, tirelessly pursuing whichever goals or interests she has at the time. True, her interests often change, but she's eternally dedicated to music and enthusiastically throws herself into her work. A relentless optimist, she believes you can overcome anything with the right attitude and has no time for people who get in their own way feeling sorry for themselves. Growing up in a hotel environment made her sociable, with polished and practiced people skills. Her mother taught her grace and experience taught her ease with new people, and as a result she's very comfortable in social situations; people who know her say she could make friends with a tree. She can smile and be friendly even when she really doesn't want to, and knows when and when not to hold her tongue. However, growing up in such a bustling environment made her uncomfortable being alone, and she does her best to fill her time with friends and strangers alike. When she can't do that, she turns to music as a companion, but has been known to satisfy her need for company by heading out to a local club and partying it up with total strangers - perhaps more than could be recommended. Appearance ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ [+] Height: 5'6 Weight: 120lbs Physical Description: Alicia is a classic Nordic beauty, with clear pale skin, light blonde hair and a pair of vibrant blue eyes. She's slim but not shapeless; she doesn't have a whole lot going on in the hips or bust, but manages a feminine figure nonetheless. Fashion Style: Alicia can dress it up or down depending on the circumstances, but always likes to keep it classy. She likes to look polished, nothing forgotten or overlooked. She keeps her nails neatly manicured and painted, wears just enough makeup not to look sloppy, and is never one to just let her hair do any old thing. She's not one for trends, and instead likes to stick to tried-and-true classics, though she's not beyond at least looking at the latest styles. When she dresses down she still keeps everything coordinated, and when she dresses up, look out for a bombshell. Background ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Born and raised in Banff Alberta, Alicia grew up in a bustling tourist town where her parents, Swedish immigrants, ran a small hotel. Their hard-working nature rubbed off on Alicia, who helped out at the hotel as much as she could in her time outside of school, starting when she was old enough to collect room service trays. Her parents worked her hard, but they also loved her dearly and supported her every endeavor to the best of their ability, even though she flitted between interests with every changing wind. What never wavered, however, was Alicia's love for music. Ever since she picked up an upright bass in her junior high band, she fell in love with music in all its forms, fell in love with rhythm and beat and harmony. She couldn't get enough, and sampled every genre she could get her hands on, never sticking with just one. Her love of music bloomed on the little stage in the hotel bar, where she and her high school friends would practice every genre they could think of in the off-hours and even played a few gigs down there when the liquor started flowing. After a period of exploration and experimentation, the antique feel of the old hotel and the cozy little bar inspired them to try a new genre, which immediately clicked as something they could turn into their "sound": Electric Swing. One cold Alberta Winter afternoon, the group dusted off their old concert band instruments - a trumpet, a soprano sax, some drums and Alicia's upright bass - and gave it a try, and things snowballed from there. They fell in love with the genre, performing covers of songs from the twenties as well as existing electric swing. They became a popular attraction in the hotel bar, where tourists and locals alike would cram in to get a taste of the Nilssons' daughter's band. From there, they played some gigs at other bars around Banff and even got a high-octane cover of "Hit the Road Jack" aired on the community spotlight section of a local radio station. They recorded their semi-nightly sets at the Nilsson hotel bar and posted them to YouTube, gaining a decent following. People liked their retro feel and the unexpected complexity of their music, and finally they gave themselves a name: Gramophone. It was about a year later that someone with connections in Honey Lake was visiting Banff and heard talk about this strange band at the Nilsson hotel, and had to take a listen. They sent whoever they knew a video of one of Gramophone's sets and not a week later, the band got a call and an invitation to the label. Miscellaneous ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ▶ Alicia's taste in music is diverse, and she can appreciate just about anything with a beat. She's not a fan of screaming, though; she thinks it just sounds like noise. ▶ The band's not all trumpets and bass; they've been known to swing it up a cappella style on road trips too. ▶ Alicia is fluent in Swedish and English and is working on French; however, she prefers English. Her parents insist on speaking English at home. ▶ "It's ah-lee-see-ah."

I'm not sure yet if I'll flesh out the band members or keep them semi-NPC. Also, feel free to slap me if I fucked something up XD

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Alicia Nilsson

_______________________________________________ Alicia Signe Nilsson _______________________________________________ 23 ┃ November 14, 1995 ┃ Female ___________________________________ Banff, Alberta ___________________________________ Bassist and Vocalist - Gramophone

Character Summary Personality ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Alicia is a very driven individual, tirelessly pursuing whichever goals or interests she has at the time. True, her interests often change, but she's eternally dedicated to music and enthusiastically throws herself into her work. A relentless optimist, she believes you can overcome anything with the right attitude and has no time for people who get in their own way feeling sorry for themselves. Growing up in a hotel environment made her sociable, with polished and practiced people skills. Her mother taught her grace and experience taught her ease with new people, and as a result she's very comfortable in social situations; people who know her say she could make friends with a tree. She can smile and be friendly even when she really doesn't want to, and knows when and when not to hold her tongue. However, growing up in such a bustling environment made her uncomfortable being alone, and she does her best to fill her time with friends and strangers alike. When she can't do that, she turns to music as a companion. Appearance ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ [+] Height: 5'6 Weight: 120lbs Physical Description: Alicia is a classic Nordic beauty, with clear pale skin, light blonde hair and a pair of vibrant blue eyes. She's slim but not shapeless; she doesn't have a whole lot going on in the hips or bust, but manages a feminine figure nonetheless. Fashion Style: Alicia can dress it up or down depending on the circumstances, but always likes to keep it classy. She likes to look polished, nothing forgotten or overlooked. She keeps her nails neatly manicured and painted, wears just enough makeup not to look sloppy, and is never one to just let her hair do any old thing. She's not one for trends, and instead likes to stick to tried-and-true classics, though she's not beyond at least looking at the latest styles. When she dresses down she still keeps everything coordinated, and when she dresses up, look out for a bombshell. Background ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Born and raised in Banff Alberta, Alicia grew up in a bustling tourist town where her parents, Swedish immigrants, ran a small hotel. Their hard-working nature rubbed off on Alicia, who helped out at the hotel as much as she could in her time outside of school, starting when she was old enough to collect room service trays. Her parents worked her hard, but they also loved her dearly and supported her every endeavor to the best of their ability, even though she flitted between interests with every changing wind. What never wavered, however, was Alicia's love for music. Ever since she picked up an upright bass in her junior high band, she fell in love with music in all its forms, fell in love with rhythm and beat and harmony. She couldn't get enough, and sampled every genre she could get her hands on, never sticking with just one. Her love of music bloomed on the little stage in the hotel bar, where she and her high school friends would practice every genre they could think of in the off-hours and even played a few gigs down there when the liquor started flowing. After a period of exploration and experimentation, the antique feel of the old hotel and the cozy little bar inspired them to try a new genre, which immediately clicked as something they could turn into their "sound": Electric Swing. One cold Alberta Winter afternoon, the group dusted off their old concert band instruments - a trumpet, a clarinet, some drums and Alicia's upright bass - and gave it a try, and things snowballed from there. They fell in love with the genre, performing covers of songs from the twenties as well as existing electric swing. They became a popular attraction in the hotel bar, where tourists and locals alike would cram in to get a taste of the Nilssons' daughter's new band. From there, they played some gigs at other bars around Banff and even got a high-octane cover of "Hit the Road Jack" aired on the community spotlight section of a local radio station. They recorded their semi-nightly sets at the Nilsson hotel bar and posted them to YouTube, gaining a decent following, and finally gave themselves a name: Gramophone. It was about a year later that someone with connections in Honey Lake was visiting Banff and heard talk about this strange band at the Nilsson hotel, and had to take a listen. They sent whoever they knew a video of one of Gramophone's sets and not a week later, the band got a call and an invitation to the label. Miscellaneous ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ▶ Alicia's taste in music is diverse, and she can appreciate just about anything with a beat. She's not a fan of screamo, though; she thinks it just sounds like noise. ▶

Honey Lake Records /dead/

I had to drop in and say that is the sexiest character sheet skeleton I have EVER seen. Very nice.

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Alicia Nilsson

Alicia Nilsson | 26 | Female | Swedish | Heterosexual

Personality
Alicia is an overall upbeat individual. She loves to be around people, especially family, and loves to fill in whichever niche needs filling in a group. Mom friend? Sure! Party animal? If you need one, she's got you. Typically, though, she falls into the category of the glass-half-full type of girl who won't let you get yourself down, just as likely to sit and talk with you over a cup of something warm as she is to pull you out onto the dance floor so you'll lighten up a little. In a family gathering, she's usually the one trying to make her relatives smile and catching up as she stirs a pot of hot cocoa made the right way.

History
Alicia was born in Stockholm, Sweden, every bit an upper-class urban child. Her parents divorced shortly after she was born, and she was left with her mother, a narcissistic woman with high expectations and a talent for pushing whichever buttons were necessary to get the result she wanted. Alicia grew up in the sort of home that looked like something out of a magazine, with the caveat that it was cold and eerily clean and you weren't supposed to speak too loudly. Her mother was harshly critical of everything, from the cut of her clothes to the packaging on her coffee, and nothing, not even Alicia, was safe from her cold, analyzing gaze.

Growing up, Alicia was expected to behave more or less like a small adult. Errors were met with swift and severe corrections, and nowhere was this more evident than in her study of the violin. Alicia's mother had been a violin player in her day, but had never been able to rise to the higher echelons of her craft; in an effort to experience that success again, she started Alicia on the violin as soon as she could hold one, and made sure her daughter would have the skill and opportunity she had been lacking. Alicia did become a skilled violinist over the years, but not from passion. Her mother made her practice until her fingers bled and sucked all the joy out of the violin; no, her drive was to earn some modicum of approval from her mother. She was becoming a recognized talent in her field, finally earning some pride from her mother, until it all came crashing down around her.

When she was thirteen, Alicia came down with meningitis. It was touch and go for a while, but she did pull through; unfortunately, not exactly in one piece. As a result of the infection, Alicia lost almost all of her hearing in both ears, and she was declared legally deaf. Her mother, thinking her dreams of having a renowned violinist for a daughter had been dashed, never got over it. She visited Alicia less and less as she recovered, and when the day came that Alicia was to be released from the hospital, her mother didn't come for her. The hospital tried to contact her, but they found all of her phone numbers disconnected; when they called her place of work, they were told she'd never worked there.

The hospital contacted child services, and a very distraught Alicia was placed in a foster home for disabled children. Fortunately the home was actually pleasant; the children were taken care of and treated well, and given education that would cater to their individual disabilities. Still, Alicia floated through like a ghost, just barely learning sign language but falling behind in her other studies. She developed severe separation anxiety and showed a great fear of being left alone; so much so they had to move her into a shared room with another girl just so she could sleep.

Unbeknownst to her, a kind couple had shown interest in adopting from the home, and she was fifteen when everything was settled and arrangements were made for her to join a new family. By and large it was a miracle, a disabled teenager with such anxieties being adopted, but Mr. and Mrs. Smith took every challenge in stride and enthusiastically pursued a more comfortable life for their new daughter.

It did take time, but Alicia warmed up to her new parents quite quickly, thriving under their love and support. They got her therapy and education, and before long she had caught up with her age group in the field of general education; by some miracle and a lot of hard work, she graduated high school right on time.

Her separation anxiety and fear of abandonment did improve, but never quite went away; she was still never comfortable being home alone or going places on her own. Luckily the Smiths were a large family (an environment in which Alicia thrived) with many siblings and hardly ever an empty house, but when the time came for her to go away to university, she struggled. In an effort to make the transition more tolerable, she was put on a list for a service animal and was paired with a young Dalmatian trained as a hearing-ear dog. She named him Schnitzel and he quickly became a constant companion. With his help, she was able to do her undergrad and even continue on to law school.

Nowadays, she works as a tax lawyer in a large firm, making good enough money that she can afford to take the two weeks' vacation every Christmas necessary for the family reunion. She'd never miss it for the world.

Thoughts on the Family
Alicia adores her adopted parents and siblings and every new addition to the family that arrives. She's immensely grateful to her parents for all they've done for her and would do anything for them. Likewise, she loves her siblings and wants them to love her as well, and always put in an effort to get to know them on an intimate level and makes it clear that they can always come to her with their problems. She delights in the large family and makes every effort to attend any and all gatherings, as well as meeting up with her many siblings on her own if she can.

Thoughts on Christmas
Christmas is Alicia's favourite time of year, the two-week cottage stay in particular. She especially loves the lights, seeing her siblings and their children, giving gifts and being in the buzz and bustle of a crowded cabin. It is bittersweet at times, however, as she dearly misses hearing Christmas music.

Other
Alicia speaks mainly in American Sign Language; she can speak verbally, but her words come out muffled and odd and she doesn't like to do it often. She does, however, love to laugh. She can read lips to some extent, but it's a huge pain and she prefers sign language.

Alicia speaks and reads fluent Swedish and understands fluent English; she can speak some English verbally, but it's especially warped. She's also, of course, fluent in ASL.

If one wants Alicia's attention, she usually prefers them to come into her range of vision and flag her down that way, but in a crowd she doesn't mind a gentle tap on the shoulder. She doesn't like to be startled, though, so the people who know her have taken to stepping heavily as they approach so she can feel their footsteps, or even texting her before approaching so she's not caught off-guard.

Alicia can play piano, which she particularly enjoys because she can feel the vibrations when she really clangs away at it. She hasn't even looked at a violin since her illness.

Silver Bells (A Holiday RP)

@Hey Im Jordan Are you guys still open to applications?

Of Blood and Magic

Aaron and Lucan

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Aaron noticed Salem's blushing and smiled when he was thanked, and listened as Salem explained his magical background with genuine interest. Plant magic, not quite the sort of medic affinity he'd been expecting (the doctors at Noila Castle were all Life mages) but he could see the potential. And clearly Salem and his family knew what they were doing, if they put such effort into learning about their magic and running a clinic. He seemed like a hard-working mage, and that was something Aaron held in high regard. It seemed they had a good bit in common so far. Good thing too; if Salem was Lucan's mage, they'd probably be seeing a lot of each other.

"My affinity came out in my Awakening too," he finally chimed in, "I was worried sick that I wouldn't have magic, but on my Awakening day my crystal lit up the whole room." He smiled widely at the memory, absently rubbing the pommel of his sword with his thumb. "I was so relieved I almost fainted."

It was then that Sariel hijacked the group, steering them in a roundabout way to the dining hall and chattering about her own experiences all the way. He looked animatedly around at the campus as they went, noting the decidedly "Noila" style of the architecture and the generally familiar feel of the grounds. When Sariel said her closing blurb, he had to shake his head for a second, grinning. It was as if Sariel was actively trying to throw people at him; sure, this was his first chance to really make friends, but did she think he was that desperate? Hopefully not; he really could see her genuinely wanting every mage in the school to confide in her.

He caught her look when she mentioned reaching out for help, and his stomach twisted for an instant as he remembered the night before, Count Varis' little display and how uncomfortable Sariel had looked. In that moment he couldn't look her in the eye, the thought of it making him uncomfortable all over again. He swallowed hard and took a deep breath to quell the sudden unease in his gut.

Just as Sariel left, Aaron’s watch vibrated, displaying two texts from Lucan, one from earlier and one from just then.

> Oh, I see you've found my partner. How fortuitous, and you already appear close. Less that I have to do in the long run.

> Hey, where are you? Did Sariel go over with her talk or something? I’m in the lunchroom now, I’ll meet you and Salem at one of the tables I have reserved.

Grateful for the distraction, he stifled a laugh at the first message and pulled out his phone for a quick reply, pulling Salem aside as he did so.

> Something like that. You know how she can be!
> We’re just arriving now, be over in a minute.

Once he hit send, he pocketed his phone and turned to Salem, whom he could see was getting anxious again. Shooting a look back to the rest of the group (which he hoped they would interpret as a request for a moment of privacy), he turned the pair of them a little away and spoke quietly.

”Before we go up, just a few things to remember to make a good impression, okay?” He made sure to catch Salem’s eye and determined he was listening before continuing.

”First off, don’t make eye contact unless directed. Just avert your eyes a little, nothing major. I usually just look at his cheekbones or mouth or something. Secondly,” he counted on his fingers, ”Don’t speak until you’re spoken to. Just wait until he addresses you first and then act as you normally would.” He shrugged, posture very casual. ”It’s just common-sense manners, really. Nothing special.” He waved nonchalantly with one hand, tone almost bored, as if he was just going through the motions of the most routine thing in the world.

After a second considering the other mage, who looked to be getting more nervous by the second, he met Salem’s eyes again and tapped his own chest with both hands. ”Breathe,” he advised, offering a smile meant to be reassuring, ”I know it’s nerve-wracking, but you really have nothing to worry about.” He patted Salem on the shoulder and steered them both back to the group, turning then to approach Lucan’s table.

Aaron straightened as they approached, a slight bounce in his step, taking note of the other vampire sitting with Lucan and assuming a more formal posture, resting his hands comfortably behind his back. He averted his eyes appropriately to the tabletop, head down just enough to be polite without looking stiff, and checked to see if Salem was following his instructions. He still seemed a little nervous, eyes mostly stuck to the floor but stealing the occasional glance upward. Aaron reminded himself once again that not everyone was as familiar with interacting with vampires as he was, and hoped Salem was acting that way out of jitters at the new situation and not out of fear of Lucan.

Lucan was just about to respond to Morrigan when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He considered just glancing at the message but wished to remain polite, even if the embraced vampire he was currently speaking with had no idea of what was truly polite in vampiric high society. ”Indeed? Sorry, one moment.” He broke off the conversation and then glanced down at his phone, missing the mages as they entered the cafeteria.

He had just started a reply when he sensed someone approaching the table, and looked up to see Aaron and Salem. Luc gave a small shrug and put his phone away before standing with his hands behind his back and eyes scanning the new arrivals. He didn’t let his gaze linger on Aaron for long, knowing that the Starag had his manners down well but was surprised to see Salem also seeming like he knew how to properly show respect. No doubt he had been coached, as the young man kept sneaking glances up at Lucan, who had to use all of his skill not to give a smirk of amusement.

With a small tilt of his head and a step closer Lucan spoke, his voice a soft tenor. ”So we meet at last Mr. Spellman, I am Lucan Bordeleaux. It is a sincere pleasure to make your acquaintance. My friend beside me is Morrigan Cade, one of the Embraced vampires attending this year. Please, feel free to relax, both of you.” He added as he shot a glance to Aaron, a lightning fast one that the blond would be able to read as soft amusement and appreciation for helping his mage.

Aaron smirked and winked at Lucan when their eyes briefly met, before he averted them once more, relaxing his posture at Lucan’s request. He looked between Lucan and the other vampire, Morrigan, offering the latter a curt bow of the head in greeting.

”Delighted to meet you, Morrigan. I’m Aaron Starag.” Aaron said, assuming that Lucan’s invitation applied to them both, before turning back to Lucan and adding, “And Lucan, always a pleasure.” He glanced over to Salem with an inviting grin, silently willing the other mage to say something.