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            and  if  venice  is  sinking  ,  i'm  going  under  ,  ‘cause  beauty's  religion  ,   and  its  christened  me  with  wonder  ,  they  come  in  bent-backed  ,   creaking  ‘cross  the  floor  all  dressed  in  black  .  candles   ,   thick  as  pillars  ,   you  can  buy  one  off  the  floor  .   and  the  ceiling's  painted  gold  ,   mary's  hair  is  red   ,   the  old  come  here  to  kiss  their  dead  .  and  if  venice  is  sinking  i'm  going  under  ‘cause  beauty's  religion  ,    and  its  christened  me  with  wonder  .

veneziahqs  is  a  semi-appless  ,  plot-drop  heavy  ,  and  original  character  supernatural  based  roleplay  group  in  venice, italy  that  focuses  on  character  development  and  small  plot  drops  &  events  to  move  the  story  forward  for  the  group  as  a  whole  .

                  MAIN  .   PLOT  .   GUIDELINES  .  APPLICATION  .

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intvngibles‌ !

         SNEAKING OUT LATE at night probably doesn’t count as one of dj’s brightest ideas, but they could never find any food at home  (  or rather, find ones they liked enough to finish once opened  )  and knows that new york city street food is better but a little pricey  —  making it all worth it in the end. this rings true with almost anything for someone with an empty stomach and a heavy heart, now that their family was constantly at odds with one another.  “  yeah, but the chili dogs in times square are really callin’ to me right now, and i could eat about ten of ‘em.  ”  their mouth watered at the sound of that, shouldering their backpack for a better grip.  “  why don’t you join me  ?  i could use the company, my treat. think of it as an apology dog.  ”

         she’s not a  PEOPLE PERSON  -   as in  ,   she doesn’t like most people  .   now cindy isn’t a complete homebody  ,   has her friends  ,   pack  ,   and judith   (  who obviously deserves her own section  )   ,   but people still make her pretty damn  wary  from time to time  .   their offer surprises her  ,   though  ,   and she’s taken aback by their offer  .      “  okay  ,   valid  .  ”    she gives in because  ,   honestly ?  same  .   chilli hot dogs sounded amazing right now  .   she’ll nod  ,   small smile on her lips  .     “  lead the way  .  ”  

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rvselipped‌ !

          ❝ My favorites are the ones flavored like green apple. Also cherry - though really , I guess I like ALL of them ?? Except blue raspberry. Too tart. ❞ She’s referring to jolly ranchers , of course. Hands are wrapping brightly colored ribbons around flowers made from the candy , offering them to random passerbys. Some folks recognize her and some folks down - but the majority of the reactions are the same : CONFUSED. As she places another rose in plastic and picks up another with her non-latex gloves , she prattles on , ❝ I love fruit. I always think it’s so funny how we associate fruits with additional meanings and stuff too , you know ?? Like it’s always an APPLE that Eve bites in the biblical myth. It’s an APPLE that the Evil Queen uses to poison Snow White. I personally don’t know what’s so bad about apples - can you imagine what it’d be like if all apples were cursed ?? Even apple flavored stuff ?? ❞ A pause. She mulls on it a slight bit before offering a candy rose with green apple petals to the other. ❝ Anyways !! Want one ?? ❞

       rosamie’s not  QUITE  sure how she ends up here  ,   rosamie’s never one that can stop on the street  -  but the sun is lowering  ,   she has  NOTHING  to do at home   (  perhaps  ...  invest in a pet ?  )    and the colors catch her eye  .   sure they’re  BRIGHT  ,   and accessorized to catch the eye  -   and that’s exactly why she stops she supposed  .     “  do you always give your customers a  lecture  on the bible and it’s connections to modern fairytales ?  ”    a part of her is partial  ,   wants to say that the bible could be a fairytale too  ,   but doesn’t really want to get into  THAT  at the moment  .   rosamie picks up one of the flower shaped candies  ,   twirls it between slender fingers  .   it sparks  ,   catches some of the sun setting light  .     “  pretty  .   did you make these yourself ?  ”  

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dusklaced‌ !

“ WHICH species ? “    They’re talking in hypotheticals now, but it seems it’s the only way to straighten this out.  The conversation almost seems too silly to even keep track of.   “ Maybe so, but I trust her to be honest. And no light magic user would ever do something like that — I can’t say the same for Simone’s circle. Though her idea of using a spell to trace back one of the cards to its owner is something. “   There’s no way he’d let her do it though, even if she offered it; Cassius knew very little about magic, and he couldn’t trust her to do it and not tell them if it came from one of her family members, or even her.   “ Perhaps we can find a witch we trust enough to perform the spell ? “ 

Cassius took another long gulp of his drink, giving him the courage to continue.   “ I know how it sounds. I had seen her body, after the wolves… “   He took a deep breath, not wanting to go down that route again. He didn’t want to picture the sight that had him on a killing spree for so long.   “ But I swear, Ros. It was her. I lost her in the crowd after everything went down, but… I don’t know. “   Cassius shook his head, placing his glass on the table and leaning back into the couch. His body leaned against hers, sitting close together as they nearly always do, two bodies practically one.   “ Can species EVOLVE so much that it brings people back from the dead ? “

          there’s no denying that they would disagree on some aspects  ,   despite being her  BEST FRIEND  ,    some interests would just never line up identically  .   that was okay  ,   it keeping things far more interesting  .     “  the  not-immortal  ones  .  ”    she doesn’t fully commit to the thought  ,    instead just throwing around ideas of  ALMOSTS   or  MAYBES  .      “  that’s fair  ,   i suppose  .   there’s no going wrong with asking both of them  ;   i take on simone  ,   you constance  .   the two can’t  stand  each other anyways  ,   it’s not like they’d ever  talk  to each other on it  .  ”    will roll her shoulders in consideration  .      “  ...  we could go to the parks  ,   or someone with  no  affiliations  .  ”  

          and she bites her lips  ,   fighting a frown  ,   and fighting the potential  worry  that will fill her face in moments  .      “  okay  .   we’ll  figure this out  .  ”    speaks of the both of them as a  SINGLE  unit  ,   they always kinda of have been that way  .   his sister was dead  ,   with a 90% chance of her not coming back  ,   she would assume  .     “  we have a guest list  .   the security was tight  .  ”    mostly  ,   anyways  .     “  we start there  ,   use social media or take it to the mendoza wolf or something  .  ”     she’ll think  critically  ,   though head drops onto his shoulder as she closes her eyes for a moment  .      “  i wouldn’t put it past the witches  ,   that’s  for sure  .  ”  

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arun-lynn‌ !

A smile cracked across his face. “Someone has been having fun without me. No fair.” He closed the door behind him and walked over to her. “So who’s the guy? Or girl? I really can’t keep up with people’s preferences anymore. Everyone is basically the same for me.”

         will fight a grin  ,   turns her head to the side to  hide  any immediate reaction  .     “  right  ,   next time i’ll just lend you my text history to catch you up on my social life  .  ”     sarcasm drips from her lips  ,   she rolls her eyes  .     “  a guy  .   that’s all you’re getting  -  but for the record ?  it’s  all  ways  .  ”  

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intvngibles‌ !

        WHATEVER COMPELLED CALVIN to leave the comfort of their own bed to go to a crowded bar late at night was a mystery, but they knew they needed to get drunk and leave before anyone else says anything. they eye her curiously, almost  …  intrigued, but the drink in front of them was distracting and they down it in one gulp, making a face of disgust then sighs.  “  well, it’s just the beginning, so it can’t get any worse.  ”  they mutter.  “  but i think i’m okay  —  i’m not really open to the idea that people in the city could possibly get to know me better.  ”

        ocean eyes flicker over them  ,   curious  among other things  .   perhaps tonight wouldn’t be a  TOTAL  waste of time  ,   and amelia always thought in terms of what would benefit her  .   but she wouldn’t get so far without  information  .      “  if it starts at the beginning  ,   can’t it  only  be downhill from here on out ?  ”    brows will crinkle in confusion  ,   head tilts at them  .     “  ‘s okay  ,   no pressure  ,   just an offer  .   though if it helps  -  i had  DEFINITELY  planned to get drunk and not remember anything  ,   so  .  ”  

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nxvxrthink‌ !

            “ where’s the fun in that ? ” the redhead cocks her brow, eyeing amelia with a smile plastered on thin lips. “ a little fear never hurt nobody. it helps nudging them in the right direction, makes them easier to control. ”

        if this was a different world  ,   she thinks  ...  perhaps the two of them could be  true  friends  ,   and not this  FAKE BULLSHIT  amelia puts on half of the time  .      “  i stand corrected  ,   as per  usual  .  ”    hands will go up in mock surrender  ,   she sits down next to the gorgeous witch with flourish  .     “  keep going  ,   because so far i  ADORE  this little speech so far  .  ”  

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intvngibles‌ !

         hayley can’t help but laugh at her reaction, her shameless self unable to crack a few jokes here and there without giving other people secondhand embarrassment.  “  if you don’t mind whatever came out of my mouth being said, then go ahead.  ”  she shrugs, turning back to her phone.  “  they both weren’t very good, but at least there was money involved one way or another.  ”

        there’s no denying the  blush  on her cheeks  ,   she’s certainly a  SHYER  girl with strangers  -  but hey  ,   apparently people are into it  .     “  i don’t !  it was uhm  ...  certainly a conversation starter ?  ”    will sit down with flourish  ,   puts a strand behind her ear  .     “  i mean  ...  if you think it’s worth it  ,   who am i to judge ?  ”  

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ivy-durand‌ !

“Yes.” she replied. A smile forming on her lips. “It almost makes me want to skip out on lunch for some ice cream or frozen yogurt instead. Just thinking about all the toppings you can add has me tempted.” 

         “  why not both ?  just say you got  CAUGHT UP  in some traffic or something  .   works all the time for me !  ”    granted  ,   she’s surrounded by men at her cashier job    (  90% of the time  )   and she can practically get away with  ANYTHING  with her looks  .     “  oooh  ,   fro-yo  literally  sounds amazing right now !  ”  

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bloodisthelife‌ !

“There is nothing more tragic than wasted potential,” he says candidly, taking a sip of his champagne. When she asks if Greer reminds him of his daughter, he can’t help but smile. Perhaps even the way he talked about her was reminiscent of how a father might speak of their child—he really only has known her for such a short amount of time, but there is something about her that brings out the man he used to be. “She does, yes… my eldest daughter, to be exact. I had three children, the other two boys. I kept watch over them for as long as they lived—long enough to see my sons die in battle, my daughter disappear without a trace, and my wife go mad with grief. There is no other pain on this earth like losing a child. I still think about them, even today.” He eyes fall to the floor, his brain briefly clouded with what little memories he has of them. He vaguely remembers what they looked like—but he mostly remembers the idea of them; their essence. If he ever crosses to the other side, he knows he would recognise their souls instantly. “You’re right, we do need to grow from it. I have changed so much from when I was young—back then, I would have picked a fight with the sky if it somehow displeased me. Now I think I have more of an idea of what is actually important.”

His eyes are drawn back to her, lingering on her neck and then onto her face. William would have written endless sonnets about her, he imagines. “Who would have believed that Lysander, the Spartan admiral, hadn’t actually died and was, in fact, a vampire? Humans don’t have that kind of imagination. I have changed my surname many times, though. On my paperwork for the university I use Lysander Taylor, simply because it was the first thing that popped into my head. And, of course, my fake ID matches that.” Name changes were always a burden to him so he didn’t care too much about what surname he chose. Sometimes he’d look at a nearby book and merely choose whatever the author’s surname was. When she says she and Cleopatra grew to be more than friends, he raises an intrigued eyebrow. He thinks he feels a pang of jealousy, perhaps mixed with amusement. They have both lived such long lives—anything was possible, that much was plain. “At the time it did. I admit I felt guilty when I heard of the news of his death. He was a beautiful young man who thought he was invincible. I suppose when people revere you as a god, it’s hard not to believe such a thing. It’s always been a dream of mine to locate his tomb—perhaps once I am done with New York, or when it is done with me, I will make that my next mission.” He turns his attention back to Rosamie, curiosity still lingering about her implied affair with Cleopatra. “What was Egypt like during Cleopatra’s reign? I wish I had visited.”

          “  at least we have years to make up for any potential wasted time  .  ”   she’s sure that in another thousand years  ,   the things she’s doing  CURRENTLY  will make her cringe  ;   and at least then  ,   she’ll have time to  fix  it  .   especially looking at the amount of  immortals  she has surrounding her these days  .      “  and what’s this girl’s name  ,   the co-worker ?  yes  ...  though i had no children of my own  ,   nor human lover when i was human  -  watching the rest of my people die off  ,   knowing i lead them to their deaths at some times  ...  some things are not  meant  for you to forget  .  ”    and she’ll reach over  ,   takes his hand in hers for just a moment as she gives a gentle squeeze  ,   before letting go  .   she didn’t turn many of her people  ,   surprisingly  ;   by time she returned to them  ...  she had realized that not  all  people were meant to be immortal  .     “  rather  ,   we must  remember  .   so that if there  are  repeats  ,   it’s intentional  .  ”  

           can’t help but chuckle  ,   head tilting back the slightest bit  .   it feels good to  laugh  ,   she thinks  .      “  you’d be surprised by the amount of  tin hats  that are around these days  ,   it seems that the internet gives almost  TOO  much power  .   even now  ,   i’m just stepping into the public’s eye  -  i wouldn’t be too lax  ,   just yet  .   though it seems you’re doing fine for yourself  ,   despite  having first met looking at greek art  .  ”    all the signs were there  ,   but these particular were  VERY  hard to find  ,   much less read and understand  .   the more they talk about her  ,   the more rosamie realizes she misses her  dearest  friend  .     “  perhaps i could come along  ,   if you’re open to company  .   tombs always bring back memories  ,   even some of those i don’t have personally  .  ”    and she smiles  ,   visage of the long gone queen in her head  .      “  absolutely chaotic  ;   she was certainly seen as a god  ,   and it pissed  so  many people off  .   it was hard to be in egypt  WITHOUT  adoring her  .   but  ...  there was political tension on every corner  ,   every step  .   not to mention  ,   the  romans  .  ”  

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dusklaced‌ !

        “ A human can’t cause EARTHQUAKES.  Neither can werewolves, or really vampires for that matter. Though it could be a group of people working together, in which case… “   In which case Cassius QUITS. He sighs, takes another long swig of his drink.    “ I still think witches are the number one priority. Maybe we can talk to Constance and see if she’s heard anything in the witch community about this. Though I’d imagine she’d have said something in the meeting if she had. “   Cassius’ witch allegiances has always leaned towards the Godfreys, he just couldn’t help himself. Shifting the glass in his hands, the vampire looked down at it, contemplating his next words.   “ Work aside… I have to get something off my chest, something I haven’t told anyone yet because I fear I’ve lost my marbles. “    A deep breath.   “ I think I saw Analeigh at the gala. Before everything. “ 

            “  maybe the species are evolving  .  ”    and she  HATES  the words as they leave her lips  ,   she rubs her temples with a groan  .   it would be absolutely horrid  ,   on all of them  .   rosamie would be  QUITTING  right besides him  .      “  you really think the godfreys are the best answer ?  constance is a  TOTAL  mama bear  ,   she’d protect her circle to the end of the earth  -  even if they  did  do something  .   we should talk to someone a bit more  ...  stoic  .   simone  ,   or even that one godrey kid who ran to the noctis  .   they’d let all their information out for the right price  .  ”    the reason why her alliance was more with the dark witches  ,   was because they  BOTH  knew how to work each other  .   “   okay  .  ”    head will tilt  ,   doe eyes falling on him  ,   and even her lips drop open a bit  .     “  analeigh !?  as in  ...  your sister ?   cass  ...  ”    voice softens  ,   they  BOTH  know what happened the last time his sister was involved  .      “  is it plausible she never  ...  died ?  ”  

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dusklaced‌ !

       What was that heat rising to Thea’s cheeks ?   If the werewolf could will away a blush she would, but instead she just ducked her head like a stupid schoolgirl, letting out a laugh while simultaneously rolling her eyes.   “ PLEASE, you’ve always been the prettier one, “   she scoffs, her feet matching Amelia’s pace.  The mention of a witch makes her balk.   “ You associate with witches now ? “    her words come out as a tease, though she’s hopeless to know more. At least Thea knows that she’s still a hunter, though she couldn’t imagine Amelia as anything else. Then again, the same could’ve been said for Thea; thirteen year old her had always been DESPERATE to grow up and hopefully take the place as leader of the family  ( even if she had quite the competition with her other cousins for it ).    “ Fun, fun. Are you at Attie still close ? “

          a chuckle  ,   and she’ll  ACTUALLY  shake her head bashfully  .   it’s a bit weird but  ...  it was almost like nothing had changed between the two of them  .   she liked it  .     “  nah  ,   i’m just  white  and spent too much time watching youtube makeup videos  .  ”    a shrug  ,   before she smirks at the other  .     “  they think i’m some  dumb  human  ,   and i get a few more  ...  perks in life  .   as long as he doesn’t know  ,   no harm  ,   right ?  ”    amelia would never see him more than a  WEAPON  ,   though  .   all she ever did was use him  .   there’s a sense of nostalgia that fills her chest  ,   at the mention of their old group  .     “  close enough  .   nothing ever like how we  ...  used to be  .   but we’re nice  .   you disappearing kind of  ...  messed things up for a little bit  .  ”    cue her taking thea’s hand  ,   giving her a squeeze  .      “  i’m glad you’re back  ,   though  .   for real  .  ”  

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dusklaced‌ !

       “ I’m assuming coffee isn’t an option ? “   Simone smirks slightly.   “ There are always energy drinks, if you’re alright with putting that garbage into your body.  Or I could probably get you something for THAT as well. “   She studies him for a moment.    “ What’s causing your issues ? “

        “  i can make the  strongest  cup at work  ,   and it still wouldn’t do anything  .  ”   a shrug  ,   he’s starting to lose hope  ,   before he shakes his head  .     “  nah  ,   also not something i’m into  .   that’s more my sister’s style  .  ”    a sigh  ,   he’ll lean against the counter  .     “  can’t sleep at night  ,   exhausted in the morning  ,   gotta work every day  -  and  nothing  works for sleeping or staying awake  .  ”  

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dusklaced‌ !

       “ I’m not talking about hunting… not in the vampire sense, at least. “   Perhaps that’s why Caden found the hunting life so intriguing; it wasn’t too far of a cry from the dating life he’s had since he was fifteen.   “ Best hunter around, OKAY. “    The brunette rolls his eyes at her. He would never give her the satisfaction of saying that much, even if he thought it was true.   “ That’s no fun, not that I’m complaining, “   he commented, grabbing his drinks from the bartender and passing one to her.   “ What’s new otherwise ?    How’s the fam ? “

         “  god  ,   please tell me you don’t think  vampires  are the only things out there after you spent so much time with me  .  ”    a groan as she rolls her eyes  ,   she relaxing the slightest bit  .   she  could  date  ,   but honestly ?   to do it genuinely ?   that would be too complicated  .   besides  ,   the  hunter  dating pool wasn’t that big  ,   and the  human  dating pool were all  idiots  .     “  you’re just jealous  .   don’t worry baby  ,  ”    she’ll coo teasingly  ,   smirk playing at her lips  .     “  you have  potential  !   moira’s  ...  acting weird  ,   but she’s always weird  .   otherwise ?  boring  .   uptight  .   how are your parents ?  still  in love  with me ?  ”  

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intvngibles‌ !

         THE  INFAMOUS  GHOSTPRINCE  OF  the  youtube  space  knew  no  bounds  when  it  came  to  training  or  producing  the  goofiest  and  showoff-y  type  of  content,  sometimes  pushing  themselves  past  their  limits  on  days  they  could  afford  to  only  get  a  few  hours  of  sleep.  one  would  say  it  was  unhealthy,  others  would  want  to  see  how  far  they  would  go,  but  from  where  they  were  perched  at  their  workspace,  slowly  but  surely  chipping  away  at  rearranged  clips  and  the  various  books  on  hunting  knives  scattered  across  their  desk  that  they  were  seemingly  too  focused  to  even  bother  with  the  time,  only  realizing  after  almost  falling  asleep  and  their  stomach  growling  that  it  was  past  midnight,  gathering  their  stuff  and  turning  the  lights  off  before   locking  the  front  door,  walking  out  of  the  building  not  a  moment  later  about  to  collide  with  somebody,  their  reflexes  stopping  them  before  doing  so,  though  it  made  their  heart  race  faster  with  the  adrenaline  now  pumping  through  their  veins.  “  sorry  —  my  bad.  i  didn’t  see  you  there.  ”

       it was a  late night  with some of the pack  ,   and instead of them all heading out for  FOOD  ,   they all decided to ditch her to go home   (  lame  )  .   which was fine by her  ,   she supposed  .   new york would have  NO  shortage of late night bites if she learned anything by moving here  ,   but even with her roommates  ...  even with  judith  ,   things got lonely from time to time  .   she doesn’t pay attention  ,   doesn’t really have to  .   now that she’s in the pack  ,   her reflexes and what not have gotten better  .   a frown on her lips as they step a bit  TOO CLOSE  to her comfort zone  .     “  obviously  .   rushing out your door at midnight is  never  a good idea  .  ”  

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stonecolddahl‌ !

“Same.” Dahlia agreed taking a thought back to her adopted parents that she had turned to stone. Even being a part of the foster system made her become more independent than a child should be. “Yeah, you know, if you want to be knocked out.” She demonstrates moving her both arms in the air to display the choker hold. “I’ve seen it knock out wrestlers.”  She offered,. Too bad she didn’t know how to break someone out of a petrified state yet. 

        though he’s not in the mood to get  too deep  ,   it was nice to be with another  KINDRED SOUL  ,   if only for a moment  .   milo didn’t know what was going through her head  ,   but everything in his past  ,   everything he  gave up  was to make sure his sisters weren’t away from family or separated in the system  .     “  ah shit  ,   i get it now  .  ”    he rubs the back of his neck  ,   awkwardly  .     “  don’t watch much wrestling  ,   so  .  i’m not quite sure i’d want that in the middle of work but  -  ”    he leans across the counter  ,   offers a smile  .    “  i might need a name if i want to know who could  potentially  knock me out  .  ”  

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lapomerets‌ !

Adan let out a laugh, “Only if someone can punch the shit out of me too.” Running his hand through his hair he leaned against the wall for a second. “I haven’t been sleeping much either.” Nightmares like usual for him. He was tired of them but he couldn’t do anything to get rid of them.

          “  i’ll give you a punch if you do ?   even trade off  ,   in my own opinion anyways  .  ”   he sighs  ,   will rub the back of his neck  .     “  sorry man  ,   i don’t usually  complain  this much  .   must be something in the water  ,   huh ?  ”