Larkin Monaco Rose

[Mistress Jessica]

Playby:Joanna Levesque

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Name: Larkin Monaco Rose
Age: 700/17
Sexual Orientation: straight
Species: Vampire Diaries Vampire
Physical Description: She has long wavy redish brown hair and dark blue eyes. She is about 5"6 tall and weighs around 123. Her skin is very pale, almost white and it has been that way since she was very little. She is not to tall and not to short and thin but curvy. She has no scars or marks on her skin.
Attitude: She is a very quiet and very determined person. normally she has a very gentle nature but she tends to stay away from people, the only one she really speaks to is her best friend Griffon. She tries to avoid crowded places unless she feels that she needs to search for someone in the crowd[/size]

Family/Pack or Coven: Enter N/A if none
Father: Derrick Monaco/40 Deceased
Mother: Irene Monaco/23 Deceased
Siblings: None
Abilities: None just regular vampire powers.
History: Larkin Monaco…That had been my name once upon a time ago, back when I was a little girl without a care in the world. My father had named me after a bird that had started singing the minuet I was set into his big arms, a Lark, I think is what it was called. I was his only child, My mother could not bare any more children because shortly after having me she became gravely ill. I remember sitting next to her bed when I was 8 years old. I had been singing a song that I had heard one of the stable boys singing and she was smiling at me. She told me I had a lovely voice and I needed to take good care of it, then closed her eyes to rest. She never opened them again. She left me and my father alone. He did his best to raise me the way he thought I should be raised. I was giving the best but taught to appreciate the things I was given. We were not rich but we were not poor either. My father worked for a very wealthy lord, training his horses. I spent a lot of my time in the stable’s with my father. I would sing to the horses, talk to them. I would annoy all the stable boys who helped my father, ask them questions and try to get them to listen to me sing. Some of them didn’t mind. Their were a couple of them who were only a few years older then me and those were the ones who more tolerant of me.

When I hit my teen years I still stayed around the stables with my father, but I wasn’t allowed to be without him because those stable boys were starting to take notice of how much older I was getting. My father was paranoid that one of them would try and steal my heart and steal me away. He wasn’t ready to let go of me just yet. I would always laugh at him and tell him how silly he was being. No one could steal me away from my father, but I could not say the same about my heart, because as much as my father tried, he couldn’t keep all of the stable boys away from me. One was very persistent about spending time with me.

We never spoke to each other. I would be grooming one of the horses or watching my father work and I would feel his eyes on me. I’d look up and we would both smile, one of us would blush, then we would quickly look away from each other. It quickly became a game between the two of us to figure out who would catch who staring. Every now and then I would find a flower laying next time me. It was always a white flower, whether it would be something exquisite like a rose, or simple like a daisy. The flower would always be white. I would never catch him laying them where I could find them, but I knew they were for him.

I knew this silent game would have to end between us sooner or later and one of us would have to speak up. In the end I knew it would have to be me, On the day of my 17th birthday I got out of bed determined to finally speak to the boy I had fallen in love with. I didn’t expect to fall back onto my bed, to weak to move. When my father found me I was curled up in my bed with a terrible fever. Back then we didn’t have doctors that could just give you a shot and everything would be better. If you got sick and didn’t get better naturally, you were more then likely going to die. I was bed ridden for weeks. I barely ate and the fever didn’t seem to want to go down. I was becoming paler and more fragile every day. The only joy I would get would be In the mornings when I woke up. I would always find a white flower on my window sill. He was still thinking about me, I knew I had to get better. I had to see him and finally tell him the things I had been planning on telling him. Those flowers were the only thing giving me the strength to hold on to my life. Though one day I woke up and I didn’t find a flower, instead I found a necklace, a simple silver necklace with a wooden charm, it was a white lily, beautifully and skillfully carved and painted. I knew my silent stable boy had made it for me. I placed it around my neck and silently swore that I would never take it off.

Meanwhile My father was beside himself. He tried everything to try and heal his daughter, asked people to come and pray for me, Found witches to make potion’s, anything he could think of. Then one night, The lord who my father had worked for, Lord Griffon, came to our small home and said he wanted to see me. I was asleep and my father didn’t want me disturbed but Griffon insisted and walked right past my father into my room. I was to weak to open my eyes but I could feel him looking at me. Studying me as if he were looking at something he wanted to by. He then told my father that he could save my life and make sure I would never get sick like this again, but there would be a price. My father quickly agreed without hearing what that price would be. I knew it was going to be terrible. Then he said it. I could still hear it clearly, “You will never be able to see your daughter again, She will have to come live with me in the mansion.” I could hear my father’s heart stop beating. Either way he was going to lose me, but in the end He would rather me be alive then dead. So he let Griffon pick me up from my bed and carry me from our home. Inside I was screaming for him to take me back. I didn’t want to go live with him. I would never again see my stable boy, never get to look him in the eye and tell him how I felt. My heart was breaking before it ever had the chance to love.

When we got to his home he took me to a room that he had already had set up for me. He must have known my father would let him take me. Griffon laid me down in bed and told me that he didn’t bring me there to make me his bride or anything like that, he would not force anything like that upon me. He really did mean to just save my life, though he did admit that he was attracted to me. I managed to open my eyes and look at him and was surprised at how young he looked. He couldn’t have been much older then I was. As far as she had known he had been the lord of this place since she was a baby but how was it he looked to be in his early 20’s. He promised me that he would explain it to me after he helped me. He had helped me sit up and handed me a goblet full of dark liquid. He told me not to ask what it was just to drink it, all of it. I didn’t know if I could do it. I had barely even been able to keep small amounts of water down but he told me I would be able to do it. So I closed my eyes and began to drink, the more I drank of this liquid the better I began to feel. I could even see and hear better. When I finished I wiped some off of my face and was going to lick it off my fingers but then noticed the color, the texture. I became pale…He had given me blood. Then before I could say anything he pulled me into his arms and sank he teeth into my neck. I knew what he was, and I knew what he was going to do to me. I didn’t want this. I didn’t want to become a monster. Then he snapped my neck and everything went dark.

When I woke up it was the next night. I had a terrible thirst in my throat and my teeth were tingling. I saw griffon walk into the room and was surprised that I was no longer angry at him. He had brought me plenty of blood to ease my thirst and apologized for changing me without telling me what he planned to do. He told me he would teach me everything I needed to know, but I would not be able to go out into the sunlight and I would never be able to go near that stable boy again. I was surprised that he knew about my silent love and he must have been able to tell I was surprised because he explained to me that the boy had come asking about me and Griffon told him he wouldn’t be able to see me anymore. I was instantly upset about this. There was nothing I waned more then to finally speak to that boy and griffon had gone and chased him away. Griffon knew that I was upset and left me alone for a little while.

The next two months went by quickly. Griffon would take me out and teach me everything I needed to know, and tried his best to keep me happy and smiling, even though he knew he was not who I wanted. Every evening just before the sun went down and the house was shaded. I would go to the window and look down at the stables. First off I would search for my father, who never looked at the house, and he seemed like he wasn’t well. I wanted so badly to run outside and hug him and tell him I was alright. After I would look for my father I would desperately look for my silent stable boy. When I would finally spot him I would smile because he would be looking up at the window, he would smile but only briefly, then the pain would fill his eyes when he realized he wouldn’t be able to be with me.

That was when I decided that I needed to figure out a way to get to him without Griffon finding out. And it just so happened the Griffon had to go out of town that night and meet with some other vampire’s. I told him that I was going to stay home and he didn’t seem like he was worried I would go running off by myself. So he left without a word. I soon as I knew he was gone I rushed out of the house and over to the stables, hoping that he would be there, praying that he had stayed late at the stables. I rushed through the doors and quickly scanned the room, and there he was, sitting on a stack of hay. Staring at me like he was shocked or thought he was dreaming. “Your name…please tell me your name.” I said as I walked over to him. “Ryder…my name is Ryder.” he told me as he stood. We just stared at each other for the longest time, the way we used to. Only this time he did something I hadn’t expected. He reached out and touched my face and closed the distance between us. I could tell by the look on his face that he had thought he would never get another chance to see me, and I knew exactly what he was going to do. So I closed my eyes and waited. Sure enough his lips pressed gently against mine and I could feel his heart quicken. I wrapped my arms around him and returned the kiss eagerly, wanting nothing more then for time to stop so I could forever enjoy this moment, and he seemed to feel the same way. But then I started focusing on his heart beat to much, I could feel the blood rushing under his skin and my fangs began to ache. This was why Griffon hadn’t wanted me to go near Ryder. So I didn’t end up hurting him.

I reluctantly pulled away from Ryder and told him I needed to get back before griffon figured out I was gone. I needed to go feed before I ended up attacking the person I loved. He held me hand and didn’t want to let go of it. He asked me if I would come and see him again the next night. I should have said no. I should have told him it would be best if we didn’t see each other again but my heart wouldn’t let me. I told him I would meet him there then hurried out of the stables to go feed. I decided the next night I would tell Ryder that I couldn’t see him anymore, so I could protect him, from myself.

I couldn’t get the kiss out of my mind as I lay in my room, resting the day away, I also noticed that Griffon had not returned from his trip yet, which was odd of him. The day passed by quickly and as the sun set I prepared Myself to go out and meet Ryder. But as I rose from My bed, griffon burst into the room in panic. He said that we needed to leave and we needed to leave now. I was confused and was going to ask him why when the sounds and the smells started surrounding me. Swords clanging against each other, Screaming, and the smell of smoke. They were being attacked. How had I missed all of this before. We were under attack, and the people they were out to kill, were me and griffon. Their secret had been outted and these men where here to kill the monsters, so to say.

Griffon grabbed my hand and dragged me through the house, leaving out the back entrance. We could get away easily with our speed, but as we step out I glanced over at the stable, it was up in flames. My eyes went wide with Terror and I started running towards it. “Ryder!!” I screamed at the top of my lung. Had he still been in there? Had he gotten out in time? Was he dead? All these questions were flying through my head. I needed to know he was okay, but before I could make it to the stables I felt arms wrap and I was being thrown over my shoulder, I knew it was Griffon. “Let me go! Let me go!” I need to know he is okay! Please let me go!...Ryder! Can you hear me!...Griffon put me down now!” I struggled as much as I could but there was no chance I was going to get out of his grip. “There is no time!” Griffon shouted at me as he turned and headed the other direction. I begged with him and pleaded with him but he would not budge.

He kept running until we could no longer smell the smoke and the blood. Then set me down. I fell to my knee’s on the ground and held myself. I would never know if Ryder made it out of there. I would never know if he was okay and I would never see him again. Griffon explained to me that their were people out there who hated our kind and that’s who those men had set out to kill. Apparently a lot of the people who lived and worked at the mansion had been vampires and I had not known it. He told me that Ryder was human so there was a good chance they left him alone. I could tell he was only saying that to make me feel better. There was a big chance that Rider had died. I clutched the necklace that Ryder had made for me and tried to get control of myself. If it was true. If he was really gone, then I swore that I would never fall in love again. If I couldn’t be with Ryder I didn’t want to be with anyone and something inside of me, Told me that Ryder was still out there somewhere, I didn’t know if it was just my heart trying to fool itself or if it was really true, but I would find him no matter what…

Years passed and I had still been unable to find anything to tell me if Ryder was alive or dead. No one seemed to know anything about him at all. Years kept flying by, so many years that if Ryder was still human he would be dead, but I still wouldn’t give up. He was out there somewhere, He had to be. Griffon stayed by my side the whole time, never once did he leave me and sometimes he even helped me search even though he figured Ryder had died in that fire. Even though he wanted more to be between me and him I could only think of him as a brother, or my maker. I loved him but not the way he wanted and he was my most trusted friend, and still is.

It has been hundreds of years since that night and my heart still refuses to let go of the hope that I will find Ryder someday. Griffon thinks I am crazy but he never says it out loud. Me and him have traveled all over the world together and even though my heart still refuses to let go, my mind is telling me that maybe it is time for me to give up and just try to love griffon the way he wants me to love him. I could be happy with him, at least I think I could. So I made him a promise. If I didn’t find Ryder in the next three years that I would give in and be Griffon’s wife…It’s been almost three years since I made that promise, I only have three months left. Griffon is already planning our wedding and made me wear a ring and if I don’t find Ryder soon, I will have to marry Griffon…

RP Sample:

The rain was falling down from the night sky as Larkin walked through the park, searching for something or someone to rid her thirst. She had been searching all day, like she did every day and still nothing. She didn’t find Ryder or any hint that she will ever find him. Griffon would be happy at least. She could see him in her mind, grinning as she walked through the door defeated. She still had 3 months left to try and find him, he heart was not going to give in that easily. He had been waiting for her for this long, He could wait 3 more months.

She wrapped her fingers around the old wooden charm and sighed, the paint had all chipped off of it but the shape had stayed in tact do to her taking such great care of it. She didn’t have the heart to have it repainted since Ryder had been the one who painted it. If she had someone else do it, it wouldn’t be the same. She had given up on feed despite the fact that she was thirsty and sat on the ground, letting the rain soak through her clothes. She needed to just let go. Her heart could no longer take this pain anymore, this loneliness. What did she ever do to deserve this suffering and heart ache. She had been nothing but good to everyone she met. She had never killed a human and always made sure not to hurt them when she fed and never took more then she needed. Why couldn’t she just be happy, why couldn’t her pain just end.

She looked up at the sky and let the drops of rain beat at her face, wanting them to wash away the memories that would not leave her mind. She wanted to forget all about him, but no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn’t. she closed her eyes and sighed, she didn’t have long before the sun started to come up so she needed to hurry back to the house, but she couldn’t make her body move. As much as she tried to stand her legs just refused to listen. Then she heard the sound of a voice, a sweet gentle voice that calmed her aching heart, “I’m dreaming…” she whispered quietly as she kept her eyes closed, afraid the voice would leave her if she opened them.

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