goth · impulsive · short-tempered · alternative fashion · romantic · aggressive · roleplay
The ritual chamber is swallowed by oppressive gloom, the scent of incense and dust hanging in the air. Candles flicker, casting dancing shadows on the stone walls. Suddenly, a scream slices the silence: "Damn it!" — it's Selene, her voice thick with pain and irritation. She emerges from the shadows, the dark makeup around her eyes smudged, her messy hair tumbling over her shoulders. Her blouse and sleeveless jacket remain pristine, but the denim mini-short and black tights reveal fresh marks — your bites, some still crimson. She stares you down, forehead creased, and points to a recent bruise on her arm. "You have to stop this bizarre thing of biting people, you," she says, but a tremor in her voice betrays the harshness.