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Current "God put you on Earth with only one life so use it wisely as if it were your last."
1 yr ago
"Birth, death and rebirth, and just like that I have become anew like a butterfly breaking free of it's cucoon."



~From a jar of ink a snow white and brown feathered quill is dipped in and raised, scratching against paper as it is used. A young elven of about 26 moons (years) old named Kira Blackthorne is writing a letter about herself to pass the time. She has no home or Kingdom to call of her own, atleast .. not anymore. Softly, she sighed a breath outward from her lungs and chest, pouring out her information to the unknown souls of this website she stumbled across.~

Name: Good morning/evening, my name is Kira Blackthorne and I am an "Advanced" roleplayer.

Hometown: I proudly hail from the towering Buildings of Bronx and rushing cars, NewYork but I speak as if I am from the lands of New England.

Age: I am now 27 moons on April 4th 2021.

Gender: I am a transgender male (Born female, bleh. It means when you are born you are not the sex you feel you were meant to be. Example: I am female but I feel like I was meant to be born male. Ugh, it is hard to explain. I a genderfluid and genderless but sometimes I have genders but it depends on my moods. >_<)

Roleplay: As said on my profile I am an avid roleplayer. I love to roleplay paragraph length replies and I love to show just how much I desire it. I have no limits and I always make sure that my roleplaying partner or partners have space to have imagination to spread as well. I do not like it when I have just the stage and as such I expect the other person to also take place with their character or characters. I do not want to have to do all of the work because that will make me turn off to the roleplay very quickly. I am a new player on this website (started two days ago on March 10th) but I am not new to roleplaying. I have been in roleplaying scene since 2007 and 2008 and over the years I have slowly and carefully perfected my writing to paragraph length replies, creativity wise in imagination and I can go to lengths you desire me to reach. If you wish to know a lot more of me then do not be afraid to send a private message my way.



★彡[ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ!]彡★

I love

Middle ages/Victorian ages/Renaissance/Dark ages
Any new ideas
Warrior cats
I like to create new worlds and characters
Kidnapper/Stealing/ Abduction
Slave/Master (Brutal without limits)
(I am up for many more ideas if it strikes my fancy)

I am up for anything apocalyptic and post-apocalyptic based

I like anything and I have no limits. It can be as dark and as sinful as you want but I do not care of restrictions. I will see you if we roleplay together. Send a message my way and we can soon be in a roleplay!


Godmodding (moving my character)
Ghosting without warning.

I also roleplayed on since May 28th of 2016 and IMVU.Com since 2008 but I haven't had the time to do what I roleplay there. But I roleplay here now since I wanted to start fresh.

Kira Blackthorne

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I am going to be offline for a bit of time, real life is beginning to become too much of a burden to handle with my work, my mother's death date and my mental issues arising again and again and my favorite hobby (roleplaying) is becoming hard to do because of mental issues getting in the way like a thick fog I cannot escape wrapped all in one big bow. I will be away for an extended amount of time to heal think for a while. I am just in a bad space right now and I cannot cope here right now. I hope all of my friends here understand, it is nothing any of you did. I may or may not return. It depends.

Kira said to Christina, trying to help the other vampire up. "I am trying to help him." She tried to help him up but he was too heavy for just him. "He is weak and he needed help so I ran back from the saloon to assist him." She said before aiming at and shooting down a few zombies who dared venture close to the three of them.

When the other vampire snapped back to reality Kira backed away a step as she was glared at by him, turning and walking away. "I was just trying to help." She muttered. She was not aware that she practically exposed the man's secret. She walked into the saloon, taking hold of a bottle of liquor. She sat down, drnking half a bottle of it before unsheathing her guns and breaking the glass of the window she was sitting beside, siming at a few of the undead.

She sighed softly, feeling as if something more wrong was in the air, something would happen in this seven days, she could sense it. She hummed softly to herself to cheer herself up, never thinking about the frightening, unsettling glare that the other vampire sent her way. She risked her life going to him and all she got was a glare. She hated helping if all she got was that.

She sighed once more, feeling as if she did something wrong by providing blood to the other vampire but she did not know. How was she to know. She was not a mind reader. She tried to forget the glare, it made her blood run cold as ice itself. She would not help anyone but her friend Jack from now on since it seemed as though he was the only nice one in the bunch. He was the first one that she made friend's with.

She wanted to escape from the town of Long Water before it was too late but it was not.
Hello, sorry for not being on much, real life has got me by the neck and I have been very busy. I apologize for not keepig noted to you all. And you can make a post @RedXIII if you wish. I am losing my creativity due to writers block but I will try to stay in the loop of things.
(I apologize for not having longer posts, a lot is happening in my real life that is making my roleplaying writers blockish. I promise to come back with more once this burden passes. I hope I am doing alright so far.) -Sigh.-
As if from nowhere Kira rushed toward the also vampire mle whose name was Achille, mowing down the approachin undead with perfect shots toward their heads, chests and stomachs. "Here, come with me. I will help you." She said gently, rushing away from the crowd that they were trying to avoid. She wanted more than anything to change the outcome of the undead arising once more. She was eager to help the weakened man who was also of vampire bloodlines. She looked down at Achille, kneeling down and helping him to his feet, letting him lean against her.

She offered a bit of her blood if he needed some once they would reach safety, "Will a bit of my blood replenish your weakness" She asked, offering her wrist for him to use. She kneeled down before him, staying still as she was meant to do as she gazed up at the weary eyes of the also vampire. She was half human somewhere in her bloodline and that was something that was very useful for now.
I love your illustrations! :D
Kira was highly confused because of the once peacefully undead being disturbed from their eternal resting places below ground, not being fearful of them for she was foretold of this because of because of being a time traveler. She foresaw things that happened in the future.

She saw with her crystal clear vision as the water tower's base was being bombarded by what looked like thousand upon thousands of the undead, deciding whether to fight with the masked man or retreat and find shelter and live to fight aother day. She chose shelter above suffering and dying a slow demise at the teeth of the zombies. "I apologize for not warning you before I shot, Jack." She sincerely apologized.

She said softly, keeping her weapons armed in her hands but following her friend. and heading back inside is an idea I agree with." She ran inside of the Saloon, never letting go or sheathing the guns, as far as she was concerned they were her new hands. She also grabbed the same brand of botte of whiskey but a different bottle, chugging down half of it before keeping it close by as she shattered a part of a window and took her part of the station. She aimed her pistol barrel of her guns at approaching zombies. She got up to higher ground, hoping that no towns folk would be consumed by the carniverous, brain-eating zombies. She was a predator in her own right but she never killed anyone like the zombies.

Never. She wanted to be with Jack and make it out of this and not be torn apart by the brain consumers. She was stuck between two emotions, one was glad because she and JacK finally cracked the code but dread because she saw the dead rise oNce more.
Yes, she is. Thans for clearing the confusion, my friend. @Nobodyman123 :)
Hello. I posted. Just waiting patiently as always for replies. I am a patient man. This roleplay is very fun. How are y'all today? ^_^
Kira was about to ask her new friend Jack another question when she sensed a scent that made her blood run colder than ice and seemed to freeze from flowing any further. She also silently sniffed the air a few times as if a wolf would do to gain information of it's surroundings, mentally mumbing before she turned around swiftly, her long locks of black hair brushing against the bare fresh of her elegant, swan like neck while trying to figure out the origin of a loud, unknow screamn like outburst before it even happened.

As if in sync she heard a few more of them in a few other directions. She was not terrified but she was concerned, deeply concerned for what happened, nodding as he heard Achille. She had premonitions and that was what she was gifted with since her birth. She could see thing that happened before well .. before it happened.

So that was it .. the dead had risen, she had heard this in many movies and fictional books she had read. She was also one of them. She was a vampire but she did not wish harm on humans like the undead did. She just needed to quench her thirst from time to time.

She reached down and undid her holster that was attached to her side, undoing the two pistols that were her most prized companions she owned. She was given them from her beloved father before he was hunted and staked through the heart by the humans she was taught to despise. Through it all she never hated them, she could never hate them, nor could she ever have the courage to take any of their lives.

She twirled them in her hands once like the true outlaw she did, never giving into her fears of the zombies. "Alright you bastards .. time to send you back where you belong!" She shouts, one of the rotting hellish, hollow vesseled zombies dragging a limp foot toward the graveyard and near Jack and Kira with a loud groan as if a fresh death rattle. She aimed one of her pistols and did not hesitate although something told her to.

Once she did she aimeed, squeezed the trigger and stared, watching the zombie become flung backward with a bullet loddged in it's forehead, resisting an urge to hiss at it as she saw blood squirting out it's fresh wound like a sprinkler.

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