Welcome to DeadScare, a place where monsters and mortals live in harmony. They interact and even go to school together. Up and coming is the favorite holliday of the town, Holloween. Each year they have a huge party and everyone in the town and the neighboring ones dispite their race is welcome. It is the one night a year where all tensions that would be normally present between those who do not understand usually melts away, but this Holloween coming up is special. Why? Well that is up to you of course. Step into DeadScare, and take on a role, monster or mortal, and meet the others that lie within. Do not be afraid, there is nothing to worry about...or is there?
Rules:
1. All Mene rules apply
2. Respect the other members
3. Yaoi/Yuri/Hetero is allowed, but don't make others uncomfortable, and follow the rules.
4. No character skelly, but post your charries name a pic and short description at the top of your first post.
5. No godmodding also o.o, though I don't think that will be an issue XD
The son of the town mayor, and origionally from Ireland. He has a slight accent, and is only about to turn sixteen years of age. He is an Elf and Vampire mix with a bit of magic tweaking mixed into the brew.
Salem smiled as he looked out the window at the town below. Everyone was already getting ready for the biggest night in DeadScare, Holloween. The town was named after his family, for they had founded it as a haven for monsters after being chased out of Ireland. His father was the mayor, and someday the duty would be passed down to him. He was looking forward to being in charge, doing things his way, but for now what was on his mind was Holloween. The party this year was going to be the biggest one ever why? Because it was his sixteenth birthday. Yes, his birthday convinetly fell on Holloween and he couldn't be happier about it. It was great, the monsters and gouls, the mortals and everyone coming together to have fun. He turned, walking to the door and peeked out. He had to make sure his "babysitter" wasn't there. His father had asigned a guard to keep an eye on him and keep him safe, but he did not need it at all. Once he was sure the other was not there, he slipped out of the room and down the stairs of the mansion. He was planning to head into town, and see who else was active today. He wondered if any of his friends would want to hang out. There was only one way to find out. With that, he slipped out the front door..
An apprentice demon soon taking the place of the grim reaper which is his father. He has a few more tricks up his sleeves compared to his father. He also tends to drag the scythe around more often then simply holding it up.
Walking down the sidewalk with the moonlight shining down onto the whole town. Shinji had decided to actually leave his scythe at home, he had never really enjoyed the fact that he was supposed to carry it around him at all times in case of any souls went loose within the mortal world. His father had continued to scold him every single day about carrying his scythe and about how one day his father would pass away. Shinji was never really one to listen even though he was pretty much an adult by now. He still enjoyed being a kid even with his father telling him what to do as an adult. So rather then just sitting there and listening to his father yap his mouth, Shinji had grabbed onto his umbrella and left the house. Wrapping a single arm around the small pole of the umbrella he had looked around the town to see how many of the different monsters were decorating the whole town for halloween. Even Shinji himself was a big fan of this holiday, he wasn't really the excited type but enjoying the night was no doubt one thing he knew how to do. The birthday of the mayor's son was also today, however no matter how much he had thought; thinking of what to get him was near to impossible. What do you get a kid that was the mayor's son?
Serenity - Mage who weilds magic through song and dance. The scent of flowers follows her everywhere. Her beauty has allowed her sugardaddies in the past, but she had gone into seclusion for awhile and only the season has pulled her back among the living... er... not so living.
Looking across the valley, her eyes took in the town before her. Stepping lightly onto the road, she began to gracefully walk towards her destination. Such beauty and grace were a part of her, that it appeared she floated along. The observant would see apprehension in her eyes, except that most never could get past the initial daze her beauty brought. It had been news brought to her by her servant that sent her on this path. Of a party that would be worth leaving her secluded glade of flowers and jewels. Now dressed in festival attire, she allowed her footsteps to lead her into the newest place of her conquests.
