Post by Arsenic on Sept 24, 2016 18:35:45 GMT
Verse:
The vampire diaries| The Originals
Character's name:
Sahara Stone [OC]
Face-claim:
Annasophia Robb
RP sample:
“Dear heartbreaker..” He wrote, but couldn’t go on. In fact, he couldn’t look away from her petite body, half naked on the kingsize bed. The blonde’s curly hair kept half of the face hidden. “The devil in disguise.” The phrase, describing the Stone witch perfectly.
“I’m not sleeping.” Sahara whispered, but remained still. Her voice -calm, careless.
“I know.” The man replied as his fingers hid the tiny piece of paper underneath. She doesn’t like love letters. She doesn’t like anything, that other girls might like or desire. In fact, Sahara Stone remained a mystery; distant, even when their bodies are pressed against each other passionately.
But it is not a love letter he hid. He knew that she’d be away one day. Today. Or, maybe, even tomorrow. Her bird-like soul desired freedom and freedom only. The main reason he couldn’t love her any more than he already did.
“You’re quiet.” It was not a question, but an observation. Her animalistic senses would not miss a thing around, so it was not a surprise he couldn’t hide his thoughts. Just like she could read every single expression on his face.. Just like she torn apart his mind, once their lips met. The feeling, taking over each cell.. Not possible to describe.
“I’m thinking about you.” The perfect answer, that would stroke her ego, enough not to ask any more questions. Because she doesn’t care. Sahara’s mind appeared occupied by another dilemmas.
“The sun is up.” She whipered, as her left hand reached and picked up the wine glass. The smell of it filled the air, combined with the sweet perfume of the witch. Those ‘magic’ words appeared as a sign -she was about to leave soon, leaving him all alone with his own loneliness. Was she not lonely? The last few nights he saw Sahara smiling! I swear I did!
Or maybe her manipulation cracked the view of reality? Not only cracked it, but broke it to pieces, letting the wind take ‘em away.
“I love you!” His desperate voice broke the silence. And the sudden change on her face surprised the man. She feels sorry for me.. The thought crossed the male’s mind and remained there, stuck almost painfully. Then she stood up and destroyed the distance between them. Her soft hand caressed the boy’s cheek, so gentle.
“I have an ugliness it's impossible to love.” Sahara Stone whispered , as the blade of the knife stopped his heart. For the last time.
Questions:
:: QUESTIONS HIDDEN BY MALACHAI HEMET ::
Preferred OOC Name/Nickname
-Arsenic/ V.
The vampire diaries| The Originals
Character's name:
Sahara Stone [OC]
Face-claim:
Annasophia Robb
RP sample:
“Dear heartbreaker..” He wrote, but couldn’t go on. In fact, he couldn’t look away from her petite body, half naked on the kingsize bed. The blonde’s curly hair kept half of the face hidden. “The devil in disguise.” The phrase, describing the Stone witch perfectly.
“I’m not sleeping.” Sahara whispered, but remained still. Her voice -calm, careless.
“I know.” The man replied as his fingers hid the tiny piece of paper underneath. She doesn’t like love letters. She doesn’t like anything, that other girls might like or desire. In fact, Sahara Stone remained a mystery; distant, even when their bodies are pressed against each other passionately.
But it is not a love letter he hid. He knew that she’d be away one day. Today. Or, maybe, even tomorrow. Her bird-like soul desired freedom and freedom only. The main reason he couldn’t love her any more than he already did.
“You’re quiet.” It was not a question, but an observation. Her animalistic senses would not miss a thing around, so it was not a surprise he couldn’t hide his thoughts. Just like she could read every single expression on his face.. Just like she torn apart his mind, once their lips met. The feeling, taking over each cell.. Not possible to describe.
“I’m thinking about you.” The perfect answer, that would stroke her ego, enough not to ask any more questions. Because she doesn’t care. Sahara’s mind appeared occupied by another dilemmas.
“The sun is up.” She whipered, as her left hand reached and picked up the wine glass. The smell of it filled the air, combined with the sweet perfume of the witch. Those ‘magic’ words appeared as a sign -she was about to leave soon, leaving him all alone with his own loneliness. Was she not lonely? The last few nights he saw Sahara smiling! I swear I did!
Or maybe her manipulation cracked the view of reality? Not only cracked it, but broke it to pieces, letting the wind take ‘em away.
“I love you!” His desperate voice broke the silence. And the sudden change on her face surprised the man. She feels sorry for me.. The thought crossed the male’s mind and remained there, stuck almost painfully. Then she stood up and destroyed the distance between them. Her soft hand caressed the boy’s cheek, so gentle.
“I have an ugliness it's impossible to love.” Sahara Stone whispered , as the blade of the knife stopped his heart. For the last time.
Questions:
:: QUESTIONS HIDDEN BY MALACHAI HEMET ::
Preferred OOC Name/Nickname
-Arsenic/ V.