W e l c o m e This is where you can find all of my (rej3cted) roleplay characters. They will not have lengthy discriptions of appearance or personality. This page merely contains backgrouds of characters to get a sense of where I am coming from when I roleplay with them.   R u l e s When it comes to roleplaying, Im not too picky. Howvever, there are a few things I cannot stand. These include: chatspeakers, romance seekers, and godmoders. Fall into one of those categories and I will ignore you. It is my right too and, believe me, I will exercise that right to its full extent. I do not demand that you be a 'literate' to participate in a roleplay with me. The title 'literate' no longer carries any meaning. It is old and ill-used. Absolutely everyone considers themselves literate. Why bother with it? All I ask is that one can keep the story going and has some idea of correct grammar and punctuation. Also, I am not that fond of neomail roleplays. Hence, unless you are a friend, please refrain from sending neomails asking me to roleplay with you. This includes neomailing or posting if your character can date mine. I despise romance roleplays.   C h a r a c t e r s
Kathryn, commonly referred to as Kat, knew hardship at a young age. A mere sixteen year old, she gave up her comfortable life for the rough and tough streets. Perfection had been her air. Her perfect family raised her to be a perfect child in their perfect home. She was a wonderful student, skilled pianist, but most importantly, at least to her mother, a beautiful young lady. Curly blonde locks to just below the shoulders, a seemingly starved body frame always holding perfect posture and clad in respectable, trendy clothes, smiling red lips, and rosy cheeks. Only inside they couldn't change her and it was just that that caused the trouble, the trouble that finally drove her out. She left home. But fish out of water cannot live long. Neither would have Kat, if it had not been for her angel of mercy, Therese. Therese found Kat curled up on a broken down park bench one cold Tuesday night. But angels have their ways of being demons as well, sometimes even vampires. If it weren't for the sympathy she felt for the frail girl lieing helplessly on the park bench, Kat may have died that night. But thankfully, something in the girl reminded Therese of herself. She took her to her apartment that she shared with her mother and older brother. The ways of the streets came quickly to Kat. Then again, if one does not learn quickly, one ends up dead. She managed to obtain the position as waitress and bartender at a place called Marino's, just a ten minute walk from a new apartment she, Therese, and another friend of their's, Meredith, had bought. She also picked up some bad traits her friends had. Drinking, constant partying, and making friends with the wrong sorts.   C r e d i t s
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