Yes I know I'm a wolf and I've been known to bite, But I'm telling you that you'll be safe with me
Welcome
Hello potential student and/or teacher!! Before you begin, there are a few things your had better know right away.
First, Whispers in the Dark is an alternate universe Vampire Knight rp. Meaning, we are based largely upon the anime, but we've expanded the world in a pretty big way and we just don't feel comfortable claiming it can be in the same universe as the original.
Secondly, there are only original characters here. There should be a certain equality among our student body and to achieve that, we feel everyone should play their own character and not one designed to be the star of the show. We are all the stars of our own show.
And finally, we are rated PG-13. We know our limits, but we love to use them to the fullest.
Your pre-orientation is now complete. If we seem like the place for you, check out the plot and the rest of the rules and don't be afraid to ask us anything in the cbox!
Very sorry, but purebloods and alphas are banned to beginning members. Once you have at least one character and show us you keep it active, please feel free to post a pureblood or alpha character to be considered.
Census
Vampires
Purebloods
0M | 0F
Aristocrats
1M | 1F
Common
0M | 0F
ex-human
0M | 0F
Werewolves
Alphas
0M | 1F
Subordinates
1M | 0F
Omegas
1M | 1F
Mooncalled
0M | 0F
Hunters
0M | 1F
Humans
1M | 0F
The Season
Year
Year One, First Semester
Season
Winter
The school has finally opened its doors to the... well, it's not so public yet.
All students are here by invitation only for now. Why? Because Cross Academy is a school unlike
any other... and not just because their school year begins in winter. Grades levels
(meaning freshman, sophomore, etc.) don't really matter much here. After all, the
students aren't just here to learn. We're all here to try to coexist. That's our main
priority. Teaching kids as we do it is just a bonus.
adjective - Having a smooth, rich flow; filled with something (such as honey) that sweetens.
Updates
March 4, 2016
Today we have converted the proboards shoutbox into an ic cbox!! We have a new ooc cbox on the side tables. Hopefully this will help us all keep up with who's who when we get more members/memebers start making multiple characters.
February 27, 2016
It's been a few days, but everything has been rewritten, tweaked, and updated now!! Finally done!! We are pleased to reindroduce Wispers in the Dark!! We hope you will find the updates fantasic and have a wonderful time here! Welcome!
February 22, 2016
We are hard at work redoing everything for WITD. It's been years and we are all older and wiser now, so it's time to give this site another shot! Let's get this thing back open!!
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Miki didn’t wait for him to come in, she didn’t even want to see his face. It was bad enough she had to be around volumes of them while she was attending her classes at Cross Academy, but now the wolf girl was trapped with one while she was at him. He was cute enough and if he were anyone else, she might try to make a bed buddy out of him… but he was a god damn blood sucking bitch.
There was no pause in her trek through the apartment; furiously, she threw open a bedroom door, and closed herself inside. She didn’t bother locking it—he was a vampire, he could break it down with ease if he needed to—instead the she wolf huffed and took a seat on the bed facing the wall with her back to the doorway. Sooner or later he would come through that door and Miki would be forced to talk to him, but until then, she was more than happy to sit here and brood.
It was settled! Everyone in the hole freaking world had lost their minds except her! They wanted her to come here, to be nice (how did they hope she would even accomplish something she had never done while under less stressful situation?), to put up with her food wanting to be her friends, and to be housed with a freaking lunatic who thought he could handle a young alpha werewolf. Crazy. Every single one of them. [/style]
Post by Dmitri Vorotaev on Feb 22, 2012 22:14:28 GMT -6
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The vampire yawned, stretching out before he stood and headed to the bathroom to start on his nightly wake-up routine. It would leave Miki at least with an hour or two to brood. Not much longer than that, though. Granted, that was a long time to spend on just beauty alone. Dimitri loved to look good, even if he was just around the apartment. Though that was multiplied tenfold seeing as how he was going to be having one of his students around from then on.
When he felt he was finally ready he stood in front of the girl’s door, grinning as he knocked. “Miki Harumi, right? Will you open the door for me?” He tipped his head to the side, waiting to see if she would. Yes, he could easily bust the door down, or even just open it and walk in if he wanted to. But that would be disrespectful to boundaries, and quite frankly he didn’t know her well enough to do that. Well, actually, he didn’t know her at all.
The whole ordeal was rather exciting to him. He’d never been a guardian to a student before, and he was looking forward to getting to have the chance to be. He loved being around other people, and this would give him the chance to be with someone all the time. Granted, he couldn’t really bring anyone back anymore seeing as how that would be… awkward. More so for her than for him, he was sure. Most people wouldn’t exactly call him modest, and they would be completely right. He didn’t care what people saw and when they saw it. Just so long as he had fun that was all he could ever ask for.
WORDS! 385 TAGS! Miki NOTES! XD Dimitri is so polite. For now.
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Are you making such a big deal about this whole vampire thing because they’re too attractive to you? Are you worried being near them will change your life because they’re not as bad as your family taught you they were…? Or is it the change itself you’re worried about? A small, insignificant voice in the back of her mind chimed to life, instantly irritating the she wolf. No way, that was not the reason! It couldn’t be! Miki hated bloodsuckers above all else, the thought of being attracted to one made bile rise in her throat… but there was a flush on her cheeks.
Is that why you don’t want to see his face? Will he be too beautiful for you… and will living so close make it hard for you to keep your hands off of him? You’re a bold little wolf… maybe it’s your lust you can’t control instead of your instincts. No… that couldn’t be it… could it? Her eyes went wide and she covered her face with her hands. She couldn’t be… she was having a conversation with herself over whether or not she found the creatures she was bred to kill attractive… and the side that repelled the thought seemed to be losing.
Thankfully—or maybe misfortunately—a knock at the door stirred her from her thoughts and Miki listened to the muffled voice come through the door. A blush spread over her cheeks when it sounded a little sexy, instantly pissing her off. It was like her body was working against her. Everything about them was attractive, everything the girl had ever wanted in her men and her body longed for them, but her mind was disgusted.
Why was this happening to her? What was going on? The insanity was contagious!
”I will do no such thing.” Miki huffed, crossing her arms and keeping her back to the door, ”you’ve got hands, open it yourself.” [/style]
Post by Dmitri Vorotaev on Mar 7, 2012 22:16:32 GMT -6
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“I suppose I’ll just have to eat this steak all by myself… and I’ll cook it well done.” The blonde had to hold back his laughter. Oh, he was an absolute genius. Not only was he giving her the option to come out for a treat, but also a threat that that treat would no longer be all that good to her if she didn’t come out. After all, he was fairly certain that a wolf would want a steak as close to rare as they could get it… if not entirely uncooked in general. Though he would, at the very least, cook it until it was considered ‘rare’ in a nice restraint. He would just feel wrong giving Miki just an outright uncooked steak.
He moved away from the door and to the kitchen to get everything ready. Just because it was a threat, one that some may just blow off, didn’t mean he wouldn’t go through with it. Then again, if he did not even he would eat that. There was nothing worse than a steak that was more like attempting to chew through leather. Still, if it had to be done then he most certainly would go through with it. Because he had to show this little spitfire that he wasn’t just all bark and no bite. Even if this was the dinkiest bite someone could give.
WORDS! 346 TAGS! Miki NOTES! -
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As a wolf—and to her dismay, much like a dog—food was a driving force in her life. Just as a dog could be taught to sit and play dead, a werewolf could be taught to play nice if the right foods were involved. It was degrading almost and definitely embarrassing, but it was a trait passed down from when her kind were pets to the vampire hunters. So, it wasn’t completely her fault…
At the mention of cooking it well done, Miki’s eye shot open and she sat up straight on the bed. Holy shit! The bastard might as well burn it! What was the point of making it if it was going to be all tough and flavorless? Like hell she was going to eat it if it were like that! And he had to making it for her… he was a vampire… wouldn’t he rather have blood? Could bloodsuckers even each solid food like that? What a curious thought; the she wolf had never been around vampire long enough to think about what else they ate.
There were sounds in the kitchen; slowly Miki was starting to believe he meant his threat. At that, her stomach made an angry grumble. She grimaced and tried to think about how long it had been since she had eaten anything, but the memories were polluted by rage and she couldn’t remember. When the smell hit her, the werewolf gave into her primal instinct to eat and slowly got up to make her way to the door.
The door swung open quietly and mix matched eyes glanced around suspiciously. Finding nothing in the hall, she began a silent trek through the apartment to the kitchen where she slid out the chair and begrudgingly sat down, staring at the table as she did. ”Fine. I’ll play nice for a little while. But that’s it. Don’t think you’ve won this thing.” She warned, giving him a sharp look.[/style]
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Deleted: *goes back to studying, trying to ignore the girl shooting spitballs*
Mar 5, 2016 0:28:25 GMT -6
Miki Holland: This sucks! It's boring!! *falls back in her chair on purpose and lays on the floor*
Mar 5, 2016 0:31:53 GMT -6
Deleted: *notices Miki fall from the chair, knows it was on purpose because she can feel the emotions, though the new emotions gave her reason to ask anyway* Oh my gosh are you okay? *has moved next to Miki to help her up*
Mar 5, 2016 0:33:23 GMT -6
Dmitri Vorotaev: Hah, just leave her for a moment. She'll get back up when it bores her.
Mar 5, 2016 0:37:41 GMT -6
Miki Holland: *rolls her eyes* I'm already bored! It's like a funeral home in here! *lays on the floor defiantly*
Mar 5, 2016 0:40:25 GMT -6
Deleted: *Miki refused her help so she went back to her desk to study* If you say so....
Mar 5, 2016 0:42:25 GMT -6
Miki Holland: You guys are no fun at all. *scowls*
Mar 5, 2016 0:43:21 GMT -6
Deleted: It's funny because he suggested I act more fun the other day.... I told him that studying was more important.... and here I am.
Mar 5, 2016 0:44:14 GMT -6
Miki Holland: So you're a nerd.
Mar 5, 2016 0:45:39 GMT -6
Dmitri Vorotaev: *sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose* That will end you in an early grave. Try having a hobby. But try not to be like THIS ONE. *He laughs softly and pokes the side of Miki's head*
Mar 5, 2016 0:46:17 GMT -6
Miki Holland: *tries to bite his finger*
Mar 5, 2016 0:46:52 GMT -6
Deleted: That is right, I'm the one that will help you pass the class if he thinks you need to raise your grades.
Mar 5, 2016 0:52:44 GMT -6
Deleted: I do have a hobby, I read. x.x
Mar 5, 2016 0:53:03 GMT -6
Miki Holland: Pffft. *puts her hands behind her head* As if. It's not like they'd kick me out. Your hobby is lame. When was the last time you weren't surrounded by walls?
Mar 5, 2016 0:58:00 GMT -6
Deleted: I believe the answer to that is when I'm outside.
Mar 5, 2016 1:03:30 GMT -6
Miki Holland: So not recently then.
Mar 5, 2016 1:05:34 GMT -6
Deleted: *places her stuff back in the backpack* Not true, I go outside all the time.
Mar 5, 2016 1:06:58 GMT -6
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