MARSICO, luxuria alena

[LUXURIA ALENA MARSICO]

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LUXURIA.ALENA.MARSICO

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~ Full Name: luxuria alena marsico
~ Nicknames: lux to those who know who she is/know her personally. lex or lexie to everyone else
~ Age/ DOB: february 14 [;
~ Sexual Orientation: heterosexual
~ Species: rebel angel
~ Position: lust sin
~ Play By: kristin cavallari

&& baby take it off, checkered thighs on a pretty pawn
lux is a blonde bombshell for sure. she has no shame in wearing skimpy clothing to make guys look. not that she needs the clothing to make guys look anyway. she also has no shame in taking off all her clothes for guys. she actually enjoys it. hell, she's lust. makes sense yeah?

this vicious velvet ain't enough
is anything enough for the vicious lust queen? no not really. hence why she's pretty much pure evil. no trouble is enough trouble. no drama is enough drama. she won't stop until most of the worlds chaos somehow falls back on her in one way or another.

so baby make a move my neon eyes are set on you
watch out if lux sets her sights on you. she doesn't let up. not that it takes her long to get what she wants or make your life hell in the lust/love department. but still, few can fight back against her really.

the devil's language tastes of lust
so maybe she's not a demon, just a rebel angel. she's unwillingly tied to the head rebel angel though. lux is all about doing her own thing so she absolutely loathes being bossed around. she tries her hardest to fight against what she's ordered to do but it doesn't always work.

tell me what can i say to make your body come this way
lux has been around so long that she's become really skilled in talking her way in and out of things. it really doesn't take her long to figure out what she has to do or say to sway you one way or another. then again, she never really needs to say anything [;

it's only a crime if i get caught
lux doesn't plan on giving up what she's doing to the world until she is forced back into moderation. she likes it way better these days when she can go about and ruin things as she pleases though. so until god steps in, she will go about filling the world with lustful ruin.

Hey! My name's SHMEY! and I'm pretty amazing. I'm twenty years old which is crazy to think about. Anyway, you can reach me at aim: heyitsshmey and my other characters are none yet [;! Wanna party? First, here's my roleplay sample...

Alexander wasn't one for sleeping. Even when he was still human he was a bit of an insomniac. He would go to sleep at three or four in the morning and wake up at seven or eight. He had just never really felt that sleep was needed much. Xander always felt there was something better he could be doing rather than sleeping. Now, as a vampire, he could sleep if he wanted to, but by no means did he need to. So he rarely did. He found it so much more convenient to not have to sleep. Only when there was absolutely nothing else that he could be doing is when he slept. Like said, that was rare. Xander filled his time with partying, sex, and blood. That was of course, when he wasn't working. If asked, Xander would claim he was a full time student. But that was a lie. He wasn't in school, he didn't need school. He worked for his clan, the Lady Killers. He hunted and recruited. In return he was provided with a place to live and the money he needed for anything else. It was simple easy. He had picked up on hunting and recruiting easily after the first year of his newborn stage had passed. Of course that year hadn't been easy. He was just like any other new born, blood thirsty and crazed. Though he had come out of the year unlike many others. He became addicted to blood. He loved the feeling and the taste and in a way, the power. It fit right into his addiction to sex. He didn't try to keep either a secret either. Most who knew him knew the two went hand in hand for him. He had been out the previous night giving into his addictions. Honestly he didn't care about killing, it was half the reason he fit right in to the Lady Killers. The other half, well, he didn't talk much about her.

Xander had only stopped back at his place to shower and clean up after his night out taking in his fill of all that kept his anger problems at bay. After that he was back out again. Today though he was searching for newborns. It was his job to find any newly turned vampires who weren't sure which way to turn. He would take them back to the clan if they were willing and then others would talk to the newborn about joining. Xander needed to find newborns before the other clans did. The Lady Killers needed to stay on top. After all, they were supieror. They just did things better and knew how things should go. He was so very confident that his clan would get to and stay on the top very soon. Everyone was working hard at it, that was for sure. Three hours of searching went by of him finding nothing of interest at all. He would normally get frustrated at this time, but with feeding and everything he did last night, his anger seemed to be keeping at bay this after noon. He did run into one newborn within the next hour of searching. Xander talked to the boy as calmy and friendly as he could before telling him where to go for help. The boy seemed thankful enough and Xander hoped he would be of some use in one way or another. Lady Killers only kept the best, that was for sure. And if the boy couldn't be molded into something useful, Xander was sure he would be disposed of.

Looking at the time on his cell phone, he cursed under his breath. It was late afternoon. He had been out and about for around five hours now. He knew he needed to get somewhere out of direct sunlight and lay low for an hour or so. Xander did not feel like going home, even though it was close enough by. He knew he would be too anxious sitting at home. So instead he continued up the road where he was to where he knew was a Starbucks on the corner. Why he chose Starbucks he wasn't sure. Okay, maybe subconsciously he knew. Him and Veronica had visited the coffee shop often when they had been together. As soon as he stepped in, his whole body instantly thanked him for getting it out of the sun. Not only that, but one million familiar smells hit him. He could smell all the different coffees and flavors, all the different scones and such that one could eat. He could smell the clerks and the heavy perfume the girl at the counter was wearing. She sent him a hopeful smile after checking him out which he could tell she thought he hadn't noticed. He ignored her. He wasn't interested. What he was interested in was a different smell that hit him. One that he recognized way more than any other. "Ronnie.." he found her name easily as his eyes landed on her. Anger instantly flooded over him. What the hell was she doing here? He hadn't seen her in years and he had liked it that way. He wanted to go up to her and rip her apart. Rip her apart like she had ripped his heart apart. But there were too many people here. Instead he pretended like he hadn't seen her and hoped she hadn't noticed him. He quickly turned back to the counter and ordered a tall black coffee in a low voice before paying the girl. He would find some other place to chill out for a while, that was for sure.

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