Post by darrow on Jun 8, 2010 19:59:33 GMT
DARROW SALAZAR POTTER
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nicknames: potter, zar.
age: eighteen
birthday: eleventh january
comes from: manhattan
face claim: channing tatum
canon or original:original
profession: if adult
member title: elitte.
alias: its KASSSIE !
age:sixteeeen
timezone: uhm,asiantimezone?xd
roleplay sample: what you USUALLY WRITE
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It had been a while since he and Twyla were in a relationship after the night they had spended together and she lost her innocence to him. Thanks to the Fireswhiskey that brought them together and eversince they were on such good terms of their relationship. Life seemed to be perfect but something had been bothering Darrow. It was his race, his thirst for blood and then the tradition in his family that if they male was a vampire, then whoever would be with him, which ever female it would be, too had to be a vampire. He couldnt do that to Twyla. He could never hurt her and neither he had the guts to tell her that he wasnt what he looked like, infact he was a monster, an evil masked beneath an innocent smile. His family had such stronge beliefs that they could never hear a word against the rules that was laid by the ancestors and Darrow couldnt break any of them. He respected them and so he couldnt even say a word against it so he tried to everything related to it with his grandmother and she strictly told him that if he was to spend his whole life with Twyla then there was no other way other than to turn into a vampire as it would be difficult to deal with human blood roaming around and the thirst for human blood would always tempt not only him but also others to have a taste of it which means Twyla could even be attacked and the most unexpected things could happen. His grandmother told him that if he didnt wanted to bite her and turn her into a vampire then somebody else in the family will have to do it. Darrow was asked to choose between any of them whether he wanted himself to be the one to bite her or was he going to allow any other member of his family to do it. Darrow wanted none of it. He didnt even want Twyla to know that he was a vampire then biting was a far thing. The thoughts of it were killing him and he had no idea on how to deal with it. He couldnt even talk to anyone about it. The only solution of it was to break up with Twyla and get her out of his life. Could he really do that? Oh like he wanted to. He didnt wanted to do that at all but he had to for the greater good of Twyla. The thought of it was killing him but he had to do it or else Twyla would be in grave danger and pian and she didnt deserve it at all. No matter what, he had to do it or else he would be seeing her go through such pain that she would have never dreamed of. He cared for her and so his caring side had forced him to finally break up with her and walk out of her life. It was going to take alot from him but if he tried, he could do it even though it was going to be against his wish. For once and for all he had to stop thinking that he loved her and wanted to be together. Once he let go off that thought he wrote a note to Twyla to meet him somewhere as he needed to tell her something that was very important and what could that be? he was going to tell her that he wanted to break up with her . This would break her heart but atleast keep her safe from vampires right? indeed. As he builded up his guts to finally say a goodbye to Twyla and break the relationship between them. He wasnt only breaking her heart but also his own heart. Someone he didnt wanted to leave whom he had loved more than his family and anything in this world was Twyla . He had to do it no matter what and he knew Twyla would probably take it as a joke or would want to know the reason behind it but he couldnt tell her. he had to be rude to her so as to create hate within her for himself so that she could forget him forever, even though it would be impossible for her since Darrow took away her virginity and he didnt even regret for it at that time but now it was killing him. His eyes filled with tears but he wipped them off his eyes and pulled a serious and fierce look on his face. He leaned against the wall and looked out of the window. It was evening and outside the window, darkness was everywhere. The moonlight and the twinkling stars held his eyes attention and as tears fromed at the edges of his eyes. How, he wished this was only a dream.
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