Post by anttz111 on Apr 26, 2010 20:46:10 GMT -5
DESIREE CHRISTINA DA VINCI
||21||Lead Singer is Ex's & Oh's ||Queen's, New York||Heterosexual ||Lady Gaga||
Personality: Desiree is a very moody woman. She is always thinkig about something and she never knows what to do next. While she is a very lively spirit Desiree, can be very reserved, and private, as well as wild, and wreckless. She likes to have fun, and put on a show.
Des can also be a major bitch. She likes doing things her way, and won't hesitate to speak her mind on the matter. She likes things to be right, and on point. Sometimes she can seem like a perfectionist, but it's just her being ehacko, and persistant with her band and music.
Appearance: Desiree had long legs, green eyes, and long platinum blonde hair. While she dyes it alot, she mainly tries to stay blonde. He is extremely beautiful, but her wiehgt is always changeds as if her emotions where intwertwined with her eating habits. She's always changing. But rather gorgeous, to be exact.
Likes/Dislikes/Hobbies/Secrets: Desiree is very fond of art music, and fashion. She will more than likely be found wearing some form of abstract fashion, and doing something strange with her hair. She loves expressing herself in numerous ways and being her self.
Desiree dislike being touched, and watched by people she doesn't find attractive. She is a very out spoken person and wil let you know she doesn't like you. She also dislikes it when things don't go her way. But this has a little something to do with her secret of being a neglected child and not being able to do as she pleased with her talent. But now that she is grown, she is making up for all the years lost.
History: Deisree was born and raised in Queen's new Yor to parents that did not have time for her. They woulf ignore her tremendouly, walk over her, send her away to her grandmothers, and over all act as if she didn't even exist. Being the Great(continued) grand daughter of Leonardo Da Vinci, it was in the girls blood to artistic, but her parents never even too the time out to listen to her thoughts, and what she wanted in life.
But at the age of 14 she decided to move with her Grandmother in Canada where she began to study more on music, and continued playing piano like shed did ever since she was 6. By the age of 18 Desiree had written 25 albums worth of material, and has mapped the sound out for all o them on her piano. Her memory, and talent was breath taking, and after finding herself forgetting her past hurt from her parents, she has dedicated her life to music. Ignoring all of her parent's phone calls now that she is making money.
Well hello there, I'm ANTT and I've been roleplaying for three years. This site seems pretty cool so I chose to play Desiree Da Vinci. And well I really do love my admin's on this site, so I'm going to show them how awesome I am by giving them an RP Sample.
THE NIGHT WAS BEAUTIFUL, the way the moon glowed it's pale, gray luminous way, and set the night sky on a psychotic lavender fire that burned in an icy cool way. It was nights like theses when death was dressed in pinstripe suits, wore italian leather shoes, acompanied with golden cuff links, slicked backed hair, and a ravishing deadly smile. Sleek, smooth, and unlike no other death had a new name. A new face, a face that took the breath of any person who dared gaze upon it. Misery lingered inside it's pale gray blue eyes, glistened like olive oil in the brunette laces of hair, and shined on the enamel of a poisionus smile. Death could no longer be called death, an evolution, and complete different thing. Death could now only be called Sebastian.
Seb leaned on a rough alley wall watching as the stars glistened, along with the sounds of impatient car horns filling the air, and the cancerous pleasure of nicotine smoke dancing in toxic swirls and. He watched in pleasure feeling safe and sound in this City of Sin, as the many humans walked minding their business, and ranting nonstop on their mobile devices. Sebastian hated when people ranted, to be honest he almost hated everything. But the sound of a human voice complaining and constantly asking for the same thing over and over again, set him on edge. He wasn't a kind guy, not at all, everything about him screamed BAD MOTHAF*CKAH!, and if you were smart you keep your distance.
Bad he may have been, but Seb has always loved Games, wether it be chasing a long lost love, flirting with girls, teasing, or simply poker? He was a competitive man, always taking delight in the small essences of defeating another, gaining power, and dominion over a potentailly stronger force. He was amazing in his own way, a threast to almost anything that came his way. Sebastian also was a man of few words, his eyes always got his point across, and his hands did a lot of talking...majority of the time. He wasn't you'r common dickwad Demon, Seb was actually a brutaly honest man, a crazed demon bent on destruction, carnage, sex, and absolute mayhem. He didn't look forward to much in life, but he took everything that came his way. It's true, Sebastian is a selfish bastard, but his charm always made his victims feel at ease, like they were cherished. Even if the case was that they meant nothing to him. He was smooth, persuasive, and overall, the most alluring man a person could meet.
With the wind blowing in it's graceful manner, Seb lifted his nose to smell a sweet scent, one that he automatically knew belonged to a former friend, a vampire that he took quite an interest in. He smiled and headed out into the large crowd of filthy humans, and with ease made his way to the woman. He couldn't help but think of the last time he'd seen her, Isadora, so evil, and conniving. Time was forever passing by, and so many memories came and went. But only few important memories stayed in his head. Those of his old happy family with Aurora, his son, and the most recent ones. Being in hell for over 400 year let you see things from a different prospective, and having this opportunity to see Issy again, made his mouth water.
Sebastian came to view her but stood quite a ways away from her. He smiled his charming evil smile and quickly appeared right behind her, grabbing her waist, pulling her away from where she was walking and breathing into her neck. He didn't care about her permission on wether or not he could touch her. She was almost irresisatable. Her smell, her beauty. No the two weren't in any way sexually related, but That ol' Sebastian was practically a flirt with legs. His body surged with Sexual frustration, and here was this woman before him. Not a stranger, but someone he knew quite well. Looking delicious, and tempting. It was really such a shame they weren't in bed at this moment, he really felt the need to do her harder than no other. So he smiled and gripped her roughly, chuckling as he let her go guessing she may get a little pissed. Seb looked into her eyes and he was standing close to her. He looked her over, marveling at the body he hadn't seen in years. "Mmmm..." he said and bit his lip before smiling again. He pressed his back against the side of a building and pulled Isadora beside him. Seb'd be damned if she left his side right now. They had alot to catch up on,and if everything went his way, possibly more than what words could say.
"Isadora, Isadora, Isadora. My how you haven't changed. Still beautiful as ever I see." he said and looked at her, his evil eyebrows arching over his gentleman like smile, the smile that was filled with both passion and anarchy.
Seb let the wind hit them, and he embraced all of what was happening, he had a feeling things today were going to get really interesting. He wasn't making premontitions, cause with the smell of Isadora, she hadn't bitten a human in a while, and once a Good girl went bad she never went back. Seb believed that, and if she was thinking of becoming a goody goody, she had another thing coming, cause Seb was back in town, and with him, she'd see that being bad, was more fun with a partner rather than creeping, and flying solo.
Seb leaned on a rough alley wall watching as the stars glistened, along with the sounds of impatient car horns filling the air, and the cancerous pleasure of nicotine smoke dancing in toxic swirls and. He watched in pleasure feeling safe and sound in this City of Sin, as the many humans walked minding their business, and ranting nonstop on their mobile devices. Sebastian hated when people ranted, to be honest he almost hated everything. But the sound of a human voice complaining and constantly asking for the same thing over and over again, set him on edge. He wasn't a kind guy, not at all, everything about him screamed BAD MOTHAF*CKAH!, and if you were smart you keep your distance.
Bad he may have been, but Seb has always loved Games, wether it be chasing a long lost love, flirting with girls, teasing, or simply poker? He was a competitive man, always taking delight in the small essences of defeating another, gaining power, and dominion over a potentailly stronger force. He was amazing in his own way, a threast to almost anything that came his way. Sebastian also was a man of few words, his eyes always got his point across, and his hands did a lot of talking...majority of the time. He wasn't you'r common dickwad Demon, Seb was actually a brutaly honest man, a crazed demon bent on destruction, carnage, sex, and absolute mayhem. He didn't look forward to much in life, but he took everything that came his way. It's true, Sebastian is a selfish bastard, but his charm always made his victims feel at ease, like they were cherished. Even if the case was that they meant nothing to him. He was smooth, persuasive, and overall, the most alluring man a person could meet.
With the wind blowing in it's graceful manner, Seb lifted his nose to smell a sweet scent, one that he automatically knew belonged to a former friend, a vampire that he took quite an interest in. He smiled and headed out into the large crowd of filthy humans, and with ease made his way to the woman. He couldn't help but think of the last time he'd seen her, Isadora, so evil, and conniving. Time was forever passing by, and so many memories came and went. But only few important memories stayed in his head. Those of his old happy family with Aurora, his son, and the most recent ones. Being in hell for over 400 year let you see things from a different prospective, and having this opportunity to see Issy again, made his mouth water.
Sebastian came to view her but stood quite a ways away from her. He smiled his charming evil smile and quickly appeared right behind her, grabbing her waist, pulling her away from where she was walking and breathing into her neck. He didn't care about her permission on wether or not he could touch her. She was almost irresisatable. Her smell, her beauty. No the two weren't in any way sexually related, but That ol' Sebastian was practically a flirt with legs. His body surged with Sexual frustration, and here was this woman before him. Not a stranger, but someone he knew quite well. Looking delicious, and tempting. It was really such a shame they weren't in bed at this moment, he really felt the need to do her harder than no other. So he smiled and gripped her roughly, chuckling as he let her go guessing she may get a little pissed. Seb looked into her eyes and he was standing close to her. He looked her over, marveling at the body he hadn't seen in years. "Mmmm..." he said and bit his lip before smiling again. He pressed his back against the side of a building and pulled Isadora beside him. Seb'd be damned if she left his side right now. They had alot to catch up on,and if everything went his way, possibly more than what words could say.
"Isadora, Isadora, Isadora. My how you haven't changed. Still beautiful as ever I see." he said and looked at her, his evil eyebrows arching over his gentleman like smile, the smile that was filled with both passion and anarchy.
Seb let the wind hit them, and he embraced all of what was happening, he had a feeling things today were going to get really interesting. He wasn't making premontitions, cause with the smell of Isadora, she hadn't bitten a human in a while, and once a Good girl went bad she never went back. Seb believed that, and if she was thinking of becoming a goody goody, she had another thing coming, cause Seb was back in town, and with him, she'd see that being bad, was more fun with a partner rather than creeping, and flying solo.