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Below is the audition form to be used when you want a part in the roleplaying experience. Auditions are currently: CLOSED.
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Below is the audition form to be used when you want a part in the roleplaying experience. Auditions are currently: CLOSED.
( Audition Criteria )
Your Livejournal: its_stephanie24
Character name: Savannah Clark (Called Anna for short)
Character age: 16 at the time of her change, but she's 91
Character grade (junior or senior): Junior
Character gender: Female
Werewolf, vampire, or human: Vampire
Appearance (a celebrity to relate to can be handy): Savannah is 5 foot 5 and is essentially a thin girl. She has long blonde hair which resembles her mother's; the only feature inherited from Mrs. Clark. Her eyes are usually a very light butterscotch color. Essenetially, she's got all the vampire looks. http://medias.ados.fr/films/1/2/12558/2h37/photos/53990-teresa-palmer.jpg>Teresa Palmer
Personality: Savannah is a very curious girl; always eager to learn. She can be shy or upbeat, depending on the situation. She loves sports, but also enjoys solitude, sitting in her room and doing art or writing songs. She doesn't anger easily, so when she is mad, she really means it. She expresses herself in a variety of ways. From art to music to dancing, Savannah is the type of girl who wastes no opportunity. Even though she'll live forever, she lives each day to the fullest.
Backhistory: Savannah Clark was born August 3, 1916 in London, England. The daughter of wealthy business man Joseph Clark Sr. and his wife Emma, Savannah had a happy childhood. She had two younger siblings, Teresa and Matilda, as well as two older siblings, Joseph Jr. and Harriet.
Savannah always had a passion for the arts and life in general. She played piano as a child and enjoyed sketching people, places, and nature. Growing up in a loving household, Savannah always felt safe and could never imagine anything horrible could happen to her.
One evening in 1931, a coven of rogue vampires attack the Clark household, and everyone is murdered except for Savannah. The coven leader, a man named Charles, spares her life. Charles is a twisted vampire fond of keeping human 'pets' because he finds them interesting...until he gets bored. Then they're just dinner. Charles had heard Savannah's singing and decided to have her replace his last 'pet'.
Horrified, Savannah is swept into the coven's madness. Her peaceful world is shattered. She watches as innocent people are killed by the coven of four and vows to flee. And never once does she lose faith that there is beauty in the world, even while living a nightmare. One evening in March of 1932, she gets her chance. While the coven is intently feeding, she flees and manages to board a ship to America, where she settles in Savannah, Georgia.
An angry Charles leads his coven on a pursuit of Savannah, and in May of 1932, they catch up with Savannah. An enraged Charles starts attacking Savannah, making her suffer before feeding. Near death, Savannah is rescued by Julian Osbourne, Charles's worst enemy and former lover. Julian manages to kill Charles and the rest of the coven before turning to Savannah, who he changes simply because he's bored and wants a travel companion.
Savannah becomes devoted to Julian, respecting him as a father figure and is grateful that he helped restore the beauty in the world for her. Savannah also is delighted to learn Julian is a musician and finds that music is a large part of both their lives.
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I carefully pressed the pencil to the paper, trying not to startle the swans on the pond. It's a lovely landscape, really. It's one of those things I draw because I want to remember it. I'd rather sketch than paint; for me, sketching is more raw-looking; gets to the core of the subject.
But maybe that's just me. It could be one of my far-fetched opinions. But I rather have my own original thoughts than parrot back someone else's. I carefully draw in the last few details before I have to leave. As I stand up, the swans take flight, and I can't help but smile at their grace. The simple beauty of them.
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Savannah sat at her piano, hitting a few random keys before deciding to play some Beethoven. Usually she would hit random keys until she could compose a song herself, or she'd stare out the window and wait until a melody filled her mind, inspired by the world around her.
Today, she just played a familiar tune, enjoying the feeling of the keys beneath her fingertips. Savannah truly was a master of the arts. She loved the piano; to her, it could express so many emotions. That's what she loved about it. You could pour your soul out into the air by pressing your fingers to the keys and letting melodies do the rest.
Other contact information:
AIM: twilightfan12
Y!M: twilightfan12
E-mail: twilightfan12@aol.com
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/Leo
Hmmkay, kee-mo-sah-bee! Not sure how that's spelled. But anyways. Accepted and such. :p
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