SirensCall
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The Siren Hellspawn
STATUS: Stuck in a weird state of mind ... I don't like it 8 yrs ago
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Stuck in a weird state of mind ... I don't like it
9 yrs ago
Finally got a laptop! Whoop!
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9 yrs ago
I hate when people want to say they're your friend, but don't act like it unless it's convenient.
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9 yrs ago
I feel so wounded...
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Going on an actual date with the husband for the first time since the baby was born. *Le gasp!*
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My name is Siren, I've been a role player now for 10+ years, but I have a crazy, crazy life. I tend to disappear a lot, I can take a while to reply, and sometimes I do just forget to reply. Forgive me, I'm human. I tend to write high casual to advanced, and CANNOT STAND one liners. Also, I prefer to double or play multiple charactera. I think it adds more necessary drama.
So umm... Hi! And welcome to my page!
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@Love DoveShe and I started role playing together for what feels like forever, but I love her to death. She's always there for me, on and off site. I couldn't ask for a better partner and friend. She and I are like peas in pod, and I love how she challenges me in our role plays and makes me laugh in our chats.
@El Taco Taco we may not talk all the time, but I love her. She gives me my necessary doses of Harry Potter goodness!! Love ya girl!
@paragloan She was one of my favorite people ever. She and I had been friends for a pretty good amount of time off the guild, and I will always remember her fondly. She was my psychotic soulmate, and I miss her a lot. Rest in Peace, one day we'll meet again.
I know there's more of you, but only doing a top three for now.
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UNDER CONSTRUCTION!!
The Siren's Call
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All done. Sorry for the delay
Yeah. Like a consolidation of the shows. Damon will be put up soon.
Cassie was glad to finally get some blood in her sister, a blood bag being her dinner, and she continued to lurk. Now, now that she knew who she was protecting, she knew she had to take the heat off of her somehow. And she had ways... she headed back to her small cottage tgat she had been granted. With a sigh, she closed her eyes and stripped, walking around her house in her bra and underwear before she changed into a pair of black skinny jeans and a black blouse with her sleeves rolled up. She slipped back into her heels and opened up the door to her basement and grabbed her hunter's satchel, and she pulled her hair up and left again.
"Not, let the games begin." She chuckled before she flashed to the house she knew the Originals were holed up in. Elijah answered.
"Cassie? What are you doing here?" He asked.
"Hayley, isn't it? I need to speak to her." she said, and soon the brunette came to the door. "Hayley, right?"
She nodded, and Cassie looked to her. "Come in." She said, and Cassie stood before her. "Who are you?"
"A girl about to take a lot of heat. I know you're a wolf, can I borrow your venom?" She asked, and Hayley looked to her. "I would just take a needle and pull some from a gland in your mouth. Painless."
Hayley nodded and Cassie pulled a sterile needle from her bag and pulled some of the venom from her. "What are you doing? Elijah told me about you, but why protect a witch. Most other vampires wouldn't."
Cassie sighed, hearing Klaus coming. "Because I owe it to someone." She said, flashing away and into the night life of the city. She was on a mission, and she was going to cause a lot of chaos to keep her safe. That witch had a guardian to be reckoned with that was certain.
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Damon couldn't help her much, but he sat beside her once she finally succumbed to sleep and he brought his hands to her temples, invading her dreams and bringing her to a warm place to attempt to explain it to her.
They were in a beautiful meadow and he was seated beside her. "Anya, I know that this is hard to drink in, but the world isn't as it seems. Vampires, werewolves, hybrids, witches. They all exist. All of them, and I am a vampire, but unlike most, I won't bring any hatm unto you. You are powerful, in fact more powerful a witch than I have ever seen... and because of that you are a target... because if you wanted to, you could bring anyone of the other races to their knees."
He sighed in the dream, and looked to her. "For now, you need to rest, and to cope. I will watch over you. You have had a rough night, and I want to help. Despite what you may hear about me... I know what it's like to lose those who mean a lot to you. Part of why I am here is to try to escape it all, but it seems anywhere there is a supernatural epicenter... tragedy. So sleep, I will be here when you wake up."
After he left her to sleep, Damon locked the doors and closed the curtains. This would be fun...
"Not, let the games begin." She chuckled before she flashed to the house she knew the Originals were holed up in. Elijah answered.
"Cassie? What are you doing here?" He asked.
"Hayley, isn't it? I need to speak to her." she said, and soon the brunette came to the door. "Hayley, right?"
She nodded, and Cassie looked to her. "Come in." She said, and Cassie stood before her. "Who are you?"
"A girl about to take a lot of heat. I know you're a wolf, can I borrow your venom?" She asked, and Hayley looked to her. "I would just take a needle and pull some from a gland in your mouth. Painless."
Hayley nodded and Cassie pulled a sterile needle from her bag and pulled some of the venom from her. "What are you doing? Elijah told me about you, but why protect a witch. Most other vampires wouldn't."
Cassie sighed, hearing Klaus coming. "Because I owe it to someone." She said, flashing away and into the night life of the city. She was on a mission, and she was going to cause a lot of chaos to keep her safe. That witch had a guardian to be reckoned with that was certain.
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Damon couldn't help her much, but he sat beside her once she finally succumbed to sleep and he brought his hands to her temples, invading her dreams and bringing her to a warm place to attempt to explain it to her.
They were in a beautiful meadow and he was seated beside her. "Anya, I know that this is hard to drink in, but the world isn't as it seems. Vampires, werewolves, hybrids, witches. They all exist. All of them, and I am a vampire, but unlike most, I won't bring any hatm unto you. You are powerful, in fact more powerful a witch than I have ever seen... and because of that you are a target... because if you wanted to, you could bring anyone of the other races to their knees."
He sighed in the dream, and looked to her. "For now, you need to rest, and to cope. I will watch over you. You have had a rough night, and I want to help. Despite what you may hear about me... I know what it's like to lose those who mean a lot to you. Part of why I am here is to try to escape it all, but it seems anywhere there is a supernatural epicenter... tragedy. So sleep, I will be here when you wake up."
After he left her to sleep, Damon locked the doors and closed the curtains. This would be fun...
Oh dear god. Series finale. =(
Probably because TVD is centered around Elena.
Oh wow. That is crazy!!
And thank you, I do try.
And thank you, I do try.
Yeah. I love Cassie. She is unpredictable, so its super fun. I can just see her leading around the men she wants to and the. Dropping them.
And this having Damon try to explain thing is becoming super awkward and funny. I love it. Ha ha.
Posted, by the way.
And this having Damon try to explain thing is becoming super awkward and funny. I love it. Ha ha.
Posted, by the way.
Cassie looked to Klaus as he brought himself over to her and practically demanded he know where hr had seen her before. Marcel wasn't farbehind, but as Klaus allowed his eyes to look her over, she sighed and drank some more. "Beauty of the old world if I recall correctly. That was what you told me I had the last time we crossed paths in Chicago. More than one life, Klaus." She said, her eyes dancing.
Marcel then looked to her. "Did you know about her being a witch? Because you know my rules." He said, and she looked about. It was the three of them, and of the three, she may not have been the oldest, but she had the upper hand. She chuckled. "You knew?"
"No, and obviously she didn't either. Apparently you know very little about witches, Marcel dearest. And your rules are stupid. You try to control what could kill you, smart, but once they figure things out... you're done." She said, and Marcel looked at her. He watched as she moved with a grace he had seen in Rebekah long ago... an older world grace.
"How dare you." Marcel hissed.
"Hey, just telling you the truth. Trust me, I know what its like. I also think the witches are stupid for obliging, but you have an ace. I know you do, and it scares you to see something so raw and uncontrolled... because you know with control how invaluable it can be. An asset of sorts." Cassie said, and she stopped moving and turned on her heels. "Trust me... like you said about me, I could be an asset. I am. I'm 956, and I am an Alpha."
Marcel rose a brow. "Youbtold me 200."
"I'm a woman, I am going to lie about my age every once in a while." She said, and she looked to Klaus. That should have given him his answer. "I'm off boys, need to find some dinner. Putting youngsters in line really works up an appetite." She said, leaving the bar and heading down the street.
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It was just as Damon feared. Anya had no clue what was going on, and he was far from the person to explain. However, they were far enough away to not be found... for now anyway. He sighed, and he pulled a bottle of bourbon-blood mix from beside the bed and drank. "Anya, you're a witch." He said, "you are doing that because your emotions tie directly into your powers. And you have strength I haven't ever seen before."
He began pacing asnhe drank. Vampires were easy to explain, but witches... he would need a witch to explain that one. He sighed, and looked out with her. She would likely pass out soon if she didn't know how to conteol her power output, so he had a feeling that this would be better to explain to her, sober and when she was calmer.
"It is hard to explain, but I can tell you that those men tonight didn't like what happened, and I think they mean you harm, so for now I will watch over you." He said. "Try to get some rest and I will explain more to you if you ask questions. That is about the only way I will be able to explain at this point."
Marcel then looked to her. "Did you know about her being a witch? Because you know my rules." He said, and she looked about. It was the three of them, and of the three, she may not have been the oldest, but she had the upper hand. She chuckled. "You knew?"
"No, and obviously she didn't either. Apparently you know very little about witches, Marcel dearest. And your rules are stupid. You try to control what could kill you, smart, but once they figure things out... you're done." She said, and Marcel looked at her. He watched as she moved with a grace he had seen in Rebekah long ago... an older world grace.
"How dare you." Marcel hissed.
"Hey, just telling you the truth. Trust me, I know what its like. I also think the witches are stupid for obliging, but you have an ace. I know you do, and it scares you to see something so raw and uncontrolled... because you know with control how invaluable it can be. An asset of sorts." Cassie said, and she stopped moving and turned on her heels. "Trust me... like you said about me, I could be an asset. I am. I'm 956, and I am an Alpha."
Marcel rose a brow. "Youbtold me 200."
"I'm a woman, I am going to lie about my age every once in a while." She said, and she looked to Klaus. That should have given him his answer. "I'm off boys, need to find some dinner. Putting youngsters in line really works up an appetite." She said, leaving the bar and heading down the street.
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It was just as Damon feared. Anya had no clue what was going on, and he was far from the person to explain. However, they were far enough away to not be found... for now anyway. He sighed, and he pulled a bottle of bourbon-blood mix from beside the bed and drank. "Anya, you're a witch." He said, "you are doing that because your emotions tie directly into your powers. And you have strength I haven't ever seen before."
He began pacing asnhe drank. Vampires were easy to explain, but witches... he would need a witch to explain that one. He sighed, and looked out with her. She would likely pass out soon if she didn't know how to conteol her power output, so he had a feeling that this would be better to explain to her, sober and when she was calmer.
"It is hard to explain, but I can tell you that those men tonight didn't like what happened, and I think they mean you harm, so for now I will watch over you." He said. "Try to get some rest and I will explain more to you if you ask questions. That is about the only way I will be able to explain at this point."
Alrighty. I finished. =)
Cassie was chatting up the red head when everything started happening. She looked deeply into the woman's eyes. "Go home, forget everything you've seen." She compelled and the woman headed off as Cassie stood. That display of power. Few witches had it, and this had to be coming from the onr she was looking for. She had promised centuries ago, to the witch who had granted her the ability to walk in the day, that she would protect her lineage. Andnow that she found them again, she intended on it. Because Cassie, above all else, had been a member of the hunters known as the Alphas. She was honestly still shocked, to this day, that Klaus didn't remember her.
Elijah may have found her half dead and fed her blood to heal, but Klaus had killed her. It was how she had become a vampire, and it was how her hunting clan died. She stood and walked outside and saw the bartender. She clearly hadn't known what she had done and when the Salvatore flashed over to her, her reflexes got the better of her. She had Damon pinned to the far wall, but the witch was still in sight. However, they were out of ear shot. "I'm not going to hurt her. I am trying to help her, now if you don't stay out of my way, I will kill you." She hissed, and she threw him back before flashing back to the bar where Marcel's younger vampires were trying to go after the witch. She kept them all at bay, and turned to the witch.
"You are all imbeciles. I have been here three weeks, and I know better. Witches aren't exactly stupid you know? They drink vervain." She said, and she rolled her eyes, watching as Damon quickly gathered up the witch and flashed away. She looked to Marcel and Klaus, and Elijah finally emerged from the bar as well, and Elijah seemed stunned.
"She is smart, Niklaus. You have to give her that much. Not to mention well trained." Elijah said, offering a cloth to her, and she accepted it and wiped some of the blood tgat had stained her face.
"I lived in a place where you had to be able to fight or die trying." She said, her eyes returning to normal. "I need a drink." She said, heading back into the bar, compelling a few people to begin clean up and she poured herself a drink. She almost blew her own cover... that would have been very stupid of her
Damon couldn't believe what he wad witnessing, nor thay she didn't seem at all aware she had done it. He simply nodded, but it was apparent the entourage of vampires inside caught a wiff, and the mystery woman showed her colors. Now, she would make an interesting acquaintance after all. Still, watching how she fought, it breathed trained... well trained as a matter of fact, but Damon used the opportunity to scoop up Anya and get out of there.
He took her from the city limits, where he had been staying, and looked to her. "I can explain if you need me to, but right now, let me clean up thqt gnarly gash." He said motioning to her arm. Most all witches opposed vampire blood, so he didn't even offer it to her. That qnd he wasn't quite sure if she knew anything about this. One thing was certain. Not even Bonnie with expression conpared to that display. It was raw and untamed, but obviously someone knew vampires that would watch over a witch. He knew he wouldn't have been able to fend off those vampires and get her out safely.
Then again, the mystery woman may have fucked herself in the process. Still, he cleaned up Anya's wound and sat near her. "Now, are you calm? I only ask because I need to know if you are okay enough to give me directions to where you need to go." He asked.
Elijah may have found her half dead and fed her blood to heal, but Klaus had killed her. It was how she had become a vampire, and it was how her hunting clan died. She stood and walked outside and saw the bartender. She clearly hadn't known what she had done and when the Salvatore flashed over to her, her reflexes got the better of her. She had Damon pinned to the far wall, but the witch was still in sight. However, they were out of ear shot. "I'm not going to hurt her. I am trying to help her, now if you don't stay out of my way, I will kill you." She hissed, and she threw him back before flashing back to the bar where Marcel's younger vampires were trying to go after the witch. She kept them all at bay, and turned to the witch.
"You are all imbeciles. I have been here three weeks, and I know better. Witches aren't exactly stupid you know? They drink vervain." She said, and she rolled her eyes, watching as Damon quickly gathered up the witch and flashed away. She looked to Marcel and Klaus, and Elijah finally emerged from the bar as well, and Elijah seemed stunned.
"She is smart, Niklaus. You have to give her that much. Not to mention well trained." Elijah said, offering a cloth to her, and she accepted it and wiped some of the blood tgat had stained her face.
"I lived in a place where you had to be able to fight or die trying." She said, her eyes returning to normal. "I need a drink." She said, heading back into the bar, compelling a few people to begin clean up and she poured herself a drink. She almost blew her own cover... that would have been very stupid of her
Damon couldn't believe what he wad witnessing, nor thay she didn't seem at all aware she had done it. He simply nodded, but it was apparent the entourage of vampires inside caught a wiff, and the mystery woman showed her colors. Now, she would make an interesting acquaintance after all. Still, watching how she fought, it breathed trained... well trained as a matter of fact, but Damon used the opportunity to scoop up Anya and get out of there.
He took her from the city limits, where he had been staying, and looked to her. "I can explain if you need me to, but right now, let me clean up thqt gnarly gash." He said motioning to her arm. Most all witches opposed vampire blood, so he didn't even offer it to her. That qnd he wasn't quite sure if she knew anything about this. One thing was certain. Not even Bonnie with expression conpared to that display. It was raw and untamed, but obviously someone knew vampires that would watch over a witch. He knew he wouldn't have been able to fend off those vampires and get her out safely.
Then again, the mystery woman may have fucked herself in the process. Still, he cleaned up Anya's wound and sat near her. "Now, are you calm? I only ask because I need to know if you are okay enough to give me directions to where you need to go." He asked.
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