What Lies Behind The Mask? (o/o) (Closed)

Nightshade Palace. Where the Vampire King lives. No one has seen his face.
In a land ruled by Vampires where humans are live stock, the world has turned to eternal darkness. But what happens when a human melts the vampires kings heart, and removes the mask he hides behind?

(This will be sort of like a beauty and the beast thing… KIND OF)

Rules:

• Proper Grammar, please! It just gets on my nerves when people ignore this rule.
• LGBT is more then welcomed, preferred actually!
• Please, no hate. I love my babies.
• People are more then welcome to stalk, but please, no advertising your own rps.
• NO OP CHARACTERS for Loki's sake! I am so tired of overpowered characters.
• Please be a decent person.
• If you have never roleplayed with me, please send me an example of your roleplaying style!

My character:

Name: Cian Nightshade
Age: Unknown, thousands of years old
Date of Birth: January 19th
Sexuality: Bisexual
Species: Vampire Noble
Status: King of the Vampires
Appearance: Pure white hair that is very fluffy and soft, before it turns into a long pony tail down his back, reaching to the small of his back, one long braid following the ponytail down. He has extremely pale skin, and scars all along his back. He has bright yellow eyes that are slim and unyielding. He is tall and has a rather curvy build. He's lean with a fair amount of muscle.
Appearance: (Picture) https://www.pinterest.com/pin/386113368049721609/
Mask: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/426645764698732816/
Distinguished Features: His scars and his eyes, and his mask.
Personality: Not much is known about him, only that he is dark and elusive. He hates talking to people and never reveals himself to the public.
Strengths: All those of the vampire
Weaknesses: All those of a vampire, he hates emotions, has a weakness for his sister
Likes: The dark, the cold, blood, sleeping, his cat (more of a white tiger)
Dislikes: The sun, being alone, his weaknesses, emotions.
Hobbies: Writing, hiding in his library, sitting in the garden.
Other: He has a sister, a white tiger and he doesn't do well with emotions.

White tiger: Blizzard ( https://www.pinterest.com/pin/628392954235850451/ )
Sister: Sumika ( https://www.pinterest.com/pin/661255157767886944/ )

UwU, I may end up stalking because I can't fill out any form right now, but, I love this!

Of course you may, love!//

uwu hey Bleu!

Hello, love!

Hello! May I join?

Of course!

YAaaayyy! Is it gay or straight?

Cian has a ponytail, that doesn't sound straight.

And I saw he was bisexy and I had to say hmmMMmmm

He'd take care of a gorl tho idkkkkkkk

He's bisexual, but it's your choice whether gay or straight.

I wanna do a gorl so Imma do that

Also is there a template you want me to use?

Sounds good.

Also is there a template you want me to use?

You can use one of your own or just jump in. It's totally your choice.

Oh I thought I needed one lmao. I'd like to just jump in if that's cool?

That's totally fine!

Alrighty! Are you starting or should I?

I can start. Just give me a moment.

Sure!

It was dark since the day eight years ago when the vampires came up from underground and killed more then 80% of humanity. The rest of the humans were forced into livestock, made into nothing more then blood slaves. The world went to chaos. Rebellions died as quickly as they started. And the head of it all? The faceless king and his merciless sister. No one had seen the Vampire king and had lived to tell the tale. And thus, this is where our story begins.

Aliana was one of those Human slaves. She was from a pretty, casual American family. She had flowing blonde hair that had overgrown itself too much, a swishy dress she changed into before her escape, and a bag of perfumes her mother gave her. She was a pretty girl of twenty-one, her lips were thin and her form was petite and curvy. She had managed to stumble into the backyard of her king through fleeing from her vampric masters, her arms shaking meekly as she looked around. Her feet hurt, her soft blue eyes were dark and afraid. She didn't know where she stumbled into. She looked up at a large house and swallowed heavily, looking this way and that for some portal and person to open up and save her, but no one did. She didn't approach the house, but rather tried to distract herself with the things around her. There was a pretty bush of roses nearby that gleamed in the crescent moon above her, swaying gently in the wind. Why couldn't she be a rose? They were so pretty and wondrous.

A dark shadow loomed in the upmost tower, staring down at the young girl that had entered his realm. Rarely did he have humans here, unless they were his meal or sacrifice. His eyes narrowed. "Brother… Do you wish me to go and retrieve the human? It's trespassing…" His sister spoke from his side. He shook his head. "No. Send Blizzard to bring her in." He mutters before disappearing once again. His sister frowned faintly, hoping for a midnight snack. She whistled sharply and it echoed around the dead silent castle. Outside, a huge white tiger perked and growled, stalking through the forest surrounding the castle of the Nightshade king. The beast growled when it found the girl, its eyes locked on her.

Aliana jumped when she heard a growl, snatching her fingers from the soft petals of the rose she was admiring. A fierce blush crawled over her cheeks and she stumbled back on her numb-from-cold feet, her eyes glued on the white beast in fear, her eyes quickly filling with tears out of pure fear. She tightened her grip on her bag, stumbling back and trying not to sound too pathetic as she whimpered softly.
"Please don't hurt me, whatever you are," She whined, shivering in the cold and fear all over again. "I don't know where I am and I don't want to be used for blood– I…"

The tiger looked at the girl and stepped forward, tilting his head in curiosity. He growled faintly, sniffing at her before moving closer. He nudges his head against her legs, curling around her. He was huge, almost the size of a horse. His shining blue eyes gaze up at her and moved her towards the castle gently. His tail moved back in forth. A woman, her white hair shining in the dark, her gold eyes glinting gazed at the woman as she stalked within the shadows. The tiger guided her to the palace, a low purr running through his broad chest.

"Okay-okay, I'll come with you," She murmured, though she gasped as the tiger moved around her. Its fur was so warm, warmer than anything she had ever felt. She walked forward with the tiger, hiding herself in its fur when the vampire came forward, shivering pitifully in the shadow of the beast and the cold, standing kingdom. She rose her big eyes on the vampire, moving back a little but staying close to the tiger.
"Hello-hello there," She tried to say through chattering teeth, looking down at her feet. "I'm sorry, I'm lost and tired and cold and I really don't want to be here cus I know I don't belong!"

Her eyes narrow. "No human. You do not belong here. Do you know what this place is? This is the Nightshade Castle. The king of the vampires lives here and this sacred ground will not be tainted scum like you-"She went silent. Her eyes landing on the shadow behind the human. "My lord."She bows quickly. "Who is this woman.*Cans voice was low, and sounded like the finest silk. "Guests should not freeze in the winter cold." He growls. Sumika bows. "As you wish my lord. But this girl is human." She says quickly. "Exactly. Humans are not used to cold us vampires seek." A thick and heavy cloak wraps around her. "Have Blizzard take her to one of the guest rooms. I am returning to the library."

"I-I-I," The girl tried to stutter through the woman's speech, her eyes filling with tears all over again. She felt ashamed as she always had to be human, it was wrong and cruel to be one. She felt dirty and grimy. She didn't turn to look at her king, but she shivered a different kind of shiver at the low voice. It was deep and intimidating, but she felt like she could curl up in it and sleep. She gasped softly as the cold around her disappeared, and a heavy cloak weighed her down. She kept it on her shoulders, blinking away her tears rapidly, sniffling in some mucous from the cold. She looked to the beast and back over her shoulder, but was unable to see a face.
"Thank you," She called meekly after them.

The king stopped before continuing, disappearing into the night. Sumika looked over at the girl. "What is your name." She says stiffly. It wasn't a question. It sounded more of an order. Her gold eyes drilled into the girl. Blizzard wrapped around her protectively. He nudges her forward and info the castle. It was dark, the candles flickering faintly. Sumika walked ahead, not saying anything before opening a door to a huge room even the nobles would be sent to shame. "You will sleep here."