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!!
Post by Everett Knowles on May 15, 2012 21:03:29 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,120,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=vAlign, top][atrb=style, background-color: #867B5C; margin-top: -20px; border-left: #282611 solid 1px;][STYLE=width: 100px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-top: 15px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; border-bottom: #282611 dotted 2px;] [/style][STYLE=background-color: #282611; width: 100px; height: 100px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px;][/style][STYLE=width: 100px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; border-top: #282611 dotted 2px;] [/style][STYLE=font-family: courier new; font-size: 8px; color: #282611; opacity: 0.6; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px; padding: 6px; text-align: justify; margin-top: -8px;]" With words I've been betrayed, you respond and let them fade, and I just won't let you bring me down. You can see what I know and I know somewhere there's a sorry heart. "[/style]
[STYLE=width: 50px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; border-top: #282611 dotted 2px;] [/style][STYLE=background: url(http://i757.photobucket.com/albums/xx211/wpdsign/paper%20texture/60.jpg) repeat; width: 80px; height: 220px; opacity: .6; padding: 6px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; color: #282611; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;]Yes, I looked in your "diary", Miki. You have got to learn how to hide it better, or people like me will just... have to take a look.[/style]
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=vAlign, top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l574/razberrymilkyway/DfhFz-1.png);][STYLE= width: 300px; height: 55px; background-color: ##f3e7d0; padding: 8px; text-align: right; font-family: courier new; font-size: 11px; color: #282611; line-spacing: -6px;]PROP ME UP BESIDE THE JUKEBOX IF I DIE, WANNA GO TO HEAVEN, BUT I DUN WANNA GO TONIGHT — joe diffie [/style][STYLE= width: 300px; height: 440px; opacity: 0.6; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; color: #282611; text-align: justify; padding: 8px; margin-top: 5px; overflow: auto;]Now Miki is just outright telling our story wrong. She says that it was a personal hell for us both, but it was so much worse than that. Hell would be like a trip to the candy store after all the shit we've been through. Whips? Chains? Child's play compared to what we've had to deal with. I don't know why she's trying to tone down our.... misadventures with my father.
Though I can't exactly blame her for everything. There are some things I can't tell even her. I have to keep them to myself, and I'm loath to write these secrets down on paper. So they will remain hidden until I'm ready to pour everything out in the open.
As far as the story she's written so far goes... Some of it is true, and some of it is, indeed, false. I was never scared of my father. Our dinners were eaten in silence, and I was always eager to be excused, but that is the end of that. Apparently she either could not read me very well back then, or she knows me less than I think she does.
Fredric was an impossible asshole. You'll have never met such a jerk until you met him... and I wish that was a joke. Another thing she did get right was as soon as you thought that it couldn't get any worse, it always did. And I know some would turn around and say, "oh! He was doing that to children!" but we weren't. By the age of ten, we were adults. That was when females usually hit their first heat, and in our pack, that was when they usually started becoming mothers. So take respect for the story, don't pity us.
You don't have the right to judge us by our pasts. We did bad things, Fredric did godawful things, and Lisa did nothing to stop it. But we're the only ones who have the right to say anything about it. You can keep your filthy little nose out of our business. But I'll tell you now, we were raised to be a little different from everyone around us. We were raised to be aggressive, to be able to hold down the pack with an iron fist when the time came.
Now I ain't gonna judge you for the shit you've done. So I'd like to request you do the same for me. [/style]
Post by Everett Knowles on May 16, 2012 16:55:03 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,120,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=vAlign, top][atrb=style, background-color: #867B5C; margin-top: -20px; border-left: #282611 solid 1px;][STYLE=width: 100px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-top: 15px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; border-bottom: #282611 dotted 2px;] [/style][STYLE=background-color: #282611; width: 100px; height: 100px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px;][/style][STYLE=width: 100px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; border-top: #282611 dotted 2px;] [/style][STYLE=font-family: courier new; font-size: 8px; color: #282611; opacity: 0.6; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0px; padding: 6px; margin-top: -8px;]" I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance, never settle for the path of least resistance. Livin' might mean takin' chances, but they're worth takin', lovin' might be a mistake, but it's worth makin'. Don't let some Hellbent heart leave you bitter, when you come close to sellin' out, reconsider. Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance. And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance, DANCE. "[/style]
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=vAlign, top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l574/razberrymilkyway/DfhFz-1.png);][STYLE= width: 300px; height: 55px; background-color: ##f3e7d0; padding: 8px; text-align: right; font-family: courier new; font-size: 11px; color: #282611; line-spacing: -6px;]I HOPE YOU STILL FEEL SMALL WHEN YOU STAND BESIDE THE OCEAN — lee ann womack [/style][STYLE= width: 300px; height: 440px; opacity: 0.6; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; color: #282611; text-align: justify; padding: 8px; margin-top: 5px; overflow: auto;] This portion of my life isn't something I exactly remember... but I do remember all the stories that my mother told me. About my birth. About the first few years of my life as an infant and toddler. If I remembered all that, I probably would think of my father at least a little differently. Unfortunately for him... I don't. Oh well, his loss.
When I was first born, I was a huge disappointment, despite what the pack thought. I wasn't an alpha. Rank isn't generally genetic, but my father, and his before him, and his before him, and yadda yadda yadda were all alphas. I was the first subordinate born to that line. At first, Fredric wasn't sure what to do with me. He had anticipated an alpha son, as girls were rarely born from that family as well. At least I met one expectation. I'm not sure what would have become of me if I didn't.
Of course, seeing as how his genetics were ~perfect~ Fredric immediately blamed my mother, Lisa. She took all the blame, and I'm sure she died feeling guilty over the fact that she somehow made me something I wasn't supposed to be while I was still floating about in her womb.
The rest of the pack couldn't know. The alpha pair lied to them, told them all that they had given birth to an alpha child, their heir... and then it was nearly an immediate mad dash to find an alpha female that I could be paired with. Miki was born during the same year, and it was such a relief for them. They could have their "alpha" son. I could reign in the pack, hold the command, when really they were under my mate's influence. No one would be the wiser if they raised me properly.
So for as long as I could remember, I was raised to be something that I wasn't. But I'm fine with it. I'll be the fucking alpha I was supposed to be. I can't back down, no matter how much my instincts tell me to roll over. I was born and raised to have control and I'll damn well have it.
The day after I was born, the entire pack circled my mother to get a look at the alpha-to-be. They had all said that they were surprised that I looked more like Lisa than I did my father... which was possibly another reason why he blamed her for what I was. And hell, maybe it was her genetics, but I honestly don't give a damn. At any rate, they rarely got to see me after that day.
I was kept mostly inside throughout my youngest years, as the training was supposed to be a secret. No one could know what I wasn't, and so I was allowed minimal contact with those of the pack. Many of them found this odd and tried to get some answers. Apparently those wolves mysteriously "disappeared". Some said that they were caught by hunters or some such, but really... who else could it have been other than Fredric?
I could... never tell Miki that I was practically force-fed hormones to make me grow bigger, stronger than what I was supposed to be. Everything but steroids, actually. I was mostly pumped full of testosterone, even from a young age... then there was the fear-training.
It's not all that well known, but I have a sort of... "trigger word". If someone were to say it, I'd go kind of bat shit on them and just... yanno... try to kill you. This is because I would be attacked after each and every time I was told this word, and if I were to calm sooner than Fredric liked, he'd attack me again. I was meant to continue with this anger, this "berserk mode" until he was ready for me to stop, or until there was no one around me left standing. This started when I was barely even able to walk.
The few times that I was actually allowed outside was actually after the fear-training began. I would look other wolves in the eye, even adults, and would not back down. It was a test. Fredric had wanted to see if I could function as the alpha I wasn't. Which I did, shockingly well, even. After that first test I was allowed out more often, but still not every day. My earliest memory was of being allowed outside and nearly falling off a cliff. Fredric came to save his... investment, for I doubt I was ever truly a son to him.
Regardless, Those are my earliest years in a nutshell. Hope you stay tuned for a little more... after all, we ain't even at the fun part yet. [/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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