☠ ☠ ☠ || Breathe. The Original exhaled slowly, nostrils flaring as his dark gaze scanned his surroundings, the nearly empty beachside sprawling before him. It was quite the change from the constant hustle and bustle of New Orleans, but one that he would have to try and adjust to. Although, that wouldn’t particularly be a major problem for him, as he had learned to do so in the past, a tactic that had kept him alive for most of his life. The lands here were quite charming, that he couldn’t deny, and yet there was clearly such a darkness that lived here. If only he knew what was to come.
There was no time to ponder the future, however, as Kol thought he heard footsteps, his hands pulling from their position in his pockets, slouched posture straightening a little into a more confident sort of swagger. He continued moving forwards, towards the shoreline and the water that was rushing forwards in urgent waves, listening carefully to the sounds around him. A brow quirked up, the ends of his lips tugging downwards in the briefest flash of disapproval, before gaining their typical mischievious crook, as he turned his head halfway to see who it could be.
“I’d rather you introduce yourself than stalk me. It’s flattering, really, but I’m not known for being as approachable as some of my kin may be.” Well, at least he was perhaps more approachable than Niklaus, but that was a matter for another time.
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Medical: Fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged
Class or caste: Upper / middle / working / slave / Unsure
Education: Qualified / unqualified / studying
Criminal record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes (his vessel) / no
FAMILY
Married - happily / Married - unhappily / engaged or betrothed / partnered / single / divorced / separated
Has a child or children / has no children / wants children
Close with sibling(s) / Not close with sibling(s) / Has no siblings
Orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parents
TRAITS + TENDENCIES
Extroverted / Introverted / in between
Disorganised / Organised / in between
Close minded / Open minded / in between
Calm / Anxious / in between
Disagreeable / Agreeable / in between
Cautious / Reckless / in between
Patient / impatient / in between
Outspoken / Reserved / in between
Leader (although less so now– technically still a leader, however, he had given up a lot of title/power, which means that he’s not much of a leader anymore. He still considers himself to be one.) / follower / in between
Empathetic / Unempathetic / in between
Optimistic / pessimistic / in between
Traditional / modern / in between
Hard working / lazy / in between
Cultured / un-cultured / in between / unknown
Loyal / disloyal / unknown (depends on who it is)
Faithful / unfaithful / unknown (depends on to what)
BELIEFS:
Monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic / not sure how to answer this one: he believes in God, but he doesn’t fall under any one religion.
Belief in ghosts or spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
Belief in an afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
Belief in reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
Belief in aliens: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
Religious: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious
Philosophical: yes / no
OPINIONS
Pro-suicide / anti-suicide / doesn’t know or on the fence
Pro-euthanasia / anti-euthanasia / doesn’t know or on the fence
Pro-choice / anti-abortion / doesn’t know or on the fence
Pro-marriage / anti-marriage / doesn’t know or on the fence
Pro-death penalty / anti-death penalty (he sees being sent to the Pit as similar, and doesn’t agree that it’s ever the right choice) / doesn’t know or on the fence
Pro-drug legislation / anti-drug legislation / doesn’t know or on the fence
Pro-murder / anti-murder / doesn’t know or on the fence
Pro-cannibalism / anti-cannibalism / doesn’t know or on the fence
Left wing / right ring / middle / doesn’t know or on the fence
SEXUALITY + ROMANTIC INCLINATION
Allosexual / Asexual
Alloromantic / Aromantic
Sex repulsed (sex repulsion tends to fade as the romantic nature of the relationship increases– he becomes more open to the idea of sex as the emotional intimacy. He never experiences sexual attraction.) / sex neutral / sex favourable
(I italicised some that half-apply, or if there was two that applied to one statement.)
PLACE IN SOCIETY
Financial: Wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty
Medical: Fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged
Class or caste: Upper / middle / working / slave / Unsure
Education: Qualified / unqualified / studying
Criminal record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no (because of compulsion and he was never caught)
FAMILY
Married - happily / Married - unhappily / engaged or betrothed / partnered / single / divorced / separated
Has a child or children / has no children / wants children / unable to reproduce
Close with sibling(s) / Not close with sibling(s) / Has no siblings
Orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parents
TRAITS + TENDENCIES
Extroverted / Introverted / in between
Disorganised / Organised / in between (depends on what it is)
Close minded / Open minded / in between (depends on what/who it involves)
Calm / Anxious / in between (depends on what/who it involves)
Disagreeable / Agreeable / in between (depends on who it is)
Cautious / Reckless / in between (depends on who it involves)
Patient / impatient / in between (depends on who it is)
Outspoken / Reserved / in between
Leader (not necessarily of others, but he does his own thing a lot, more so now that he’s out of new orleans. although, that will change.) / follower / in between
Empathetic / Unempathetic / in between (depends on who it is)
Optimistic / pessimistic / in between
Traditional / modern / in between (depends on what it is)
Hard working / lazy / in between (depends on what it is)
Cultured / un-cultured / in between (elijah would say he isn’t.)
Loyal / disloyal / in between (depends on who it is)
Faithful / unfaithful / in between (depends on who it is)
BELIEFS:
Monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic / undetermined (i don’t think he necessarily believes in god and yet i also wouldn’t say he denies there’s something. he believes in the ancestors.)
Belief in ghosts or spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
Belief in an afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
Belief in reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
Belief in aliens: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
Religious: orthodox / liberal / in between (??? i mean???) / not religious
Philosophical: yes / no
OPINIONS
Pro-suicide / anti-suicide / doesn’t know or on the fence
Pro-euthanasia / anti-euthanasia / doesn’t know or on the fence
Pro-choice / anti-abortion / doesn’t know or on the fence
Pro-marriage / anti-marriage / doesn’t know or on the fence
Pro-death penalty / anti-death penalty / doesn’t know or on the fence
Pro-drug legislation / anti-drug legislation / doesn’t know or on the fence
Pro-murder (i mean, he’ll do anything to get what he wants. this has been proven, although he’s trying to change for davina.) / anti-murder / doesn’t know or on the fence
Pro-cannibalism / anti-cannibalism / doesn’t know (i mean, technically vampirism is cannibalism?) or on the fence
Left wing / right ring / middle / doesn’t know or on the fence
bold what applies to your muse: strengths vs. weaknesses!
&& [[ BONUS: put a STRIKE THROUGH each trait that they USED to have, but have unlearned due to character development, trauma, etc. - feel free to add more! ]]
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famous first lines of poetry
BOLD the ones that apply to your muse.
i saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked // tyger tyger, burning bright // i have done it again. // do not go gentle into that good night. // the sea is calm to-night. // let us go then, you and i, // april is the cruelest month, // pretty women wonder where my secret lies. // there is a place where the sidewalk ends // i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) // two roads diverged in a yellow wood, // whose woods these are i think i know // let us twain walk aside from the rest; // once upon a midnight dreary, while i pondered, weak and weary, // i taught myself to live simply and wisely // it so happens i am sick of being a man // i wandered lonely as a cloud // does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? // o my love is like a red, red rose // o captain! my captain! our fearful trip is done; // out of the night that covers me, // it was many and many a year ago, // you may write me down in history // do not stand at my grave and weep // some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice. // hope is the thing with feathers // the wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, // no man is an island, // remember me when i am gone away, // i met a traveller from an antique land // ‘twas brillig, and the slithy toves// this is thy hour o soul, // when we wear the mask that grins and lies, // death be not proud, // and death shall have no dominion. // laugh, and the world laughs with you // the art of losing isn’t hard to master; //to see a world in a grain of sand // is there anybody there? said the traveller // nobody heard him, the dead man, // that crazed girl improving her music. // come to me in the silence of the night; // where the mind is without fear and the head is held high // when you are old and grey and full of sleep, // in flanders’ fields the poppies blow // i thought of you and how you love this beauty // life, believe, is not a dream // it may be misery not to sing at all, // if starry space no limit knows // come live with me and be my love, // had we but world enough and time, // my heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains my sense // bright star, would i were steadfast as thou art– // thou still unravish’d bride of quietness // how do i love thee? let me count the ways. // HEAVEN IS WHAT I CANNOT REACH! // my dear, my dear, i know // in visions of the dark night // shall i compare thee to a summers day? // break, break, break // she walks in beauty, // i had a dream, which was not all a dream. // he clasps the crag with crooked hands.
i saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked // tyger tyger, burning bright // i have done it again. // do not go gentle into that good night. // the sea is calm to-night. // let us go then, you and i, // april is the cruelest month, // pretty women wonder where my secret lies. // there is a place where the sidewalk ends // i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) // two roads diverged in a yellow wood, // whose woods these are i think i know // let us twain walk aside from the rest; // once upon a midnight dreary, while i pondered, weak and weary, // i taught myself to live simply and wisely // it so happens i am sick of being a man // i wandered lonely as a cloud // does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? // o my love is like a red, red rose // o captain! my captain! our fearful trip is done; // out of the night that covers me, // it was many and many a year ago, // you may write me down in history // do not stand at my grave and weep // some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice. // hope is the thing with feathers // the wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, // no man is an island, // remember me when i am gone away, // i met a traveller from an antique land // ‘twas brillig, and the slithy toves// this is thy hour o soul, // when we wear the mask that grins and lies, // death be not proud, // and death shall have no dominion. // laugh, and the world laughs with you // the art of losing isn’t hard to master; //to see a world in a grain of sand // is there anybody there? said the traveller // nobody heard him, the dead man, // that crazed girl improving her music. // come to me in the silence of the night; // where the mind is without fear and the head is held high // when you are old and grey and full of sleep, // in flanders’ fields the poppies blow // i thought of you and how you love this beauty // life, believe, is not a dream // it may be misery not to sing at all, // if starry space no limit knows // come live with me and be my love, // had we but world enough and time, // my heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains my sense // bright star, would i were steadfast as thou art– // thou still unravish’d bride of quietness // how do i love thee? let me count the ways. // HEAVEN IS WHAT I CANNOT REACH! // my dear, my dear, i know // in visions of the dark night // shall i compare thee to a summers day? // break, break, break // she walks in beauty, // i had a dream, which was not all a dream. // he clasps the crag with crooked hands.
☠ ☠ ☠ || It was no surprise to anyone that Kol Mikaelson held grudges against his own family, particularly for the treatment they gave the girl who had captured his attention and captivated him from the moment he first saw her. He was incredibly defensive of the young witch, even more so as leaving New Orleans had left her in a particularly vulnerable state. He knew she didn’t have the magic she did when in the presence of the Ancestors, but he hoped his talks with Bonnie would help ease that problem. Besides that, should any dare lay a finger on her, he would tear them to shreds before they realized it was him.
However, that wasn’t a worry of his at that specific moment, as he walked through the doors of the home he had placed in his love’s name, posture easy and confident. He peeked in the living room and then the kitchen, before listening for the familiar heartbeat that he often fell asleep to. Moving quietly, he headed towards her room, not bothering to knock and instead walking right in, regardless of whether she was dressed or not. “Well, love, how was your day?” He greeted, pausing in the doorway to flash her a tender smile, an expression one would not see if he weren’t around Davina.
– ☾ Seeing eye to eye is a painful understatement. Freeing her former best friend from a sleeping spell had proven harden than originally thought, joining forces and research with another witch was a smart idea; even if it had come from KOL in the first place. However there’s one thing she needs to get across and it’s better done without the presence of the much younger witch; which is exactly why she’s sought out the Mikaelson brother. “This doesn’t change anything between us.” Could it be any more obvious? Perhaps not.
Kol was still an original just as she was still a Bennett. Their bloodlines would always cross paths it seemed, in one form or another. She has to wonder if it’s the spirit of Ayana that has her trusting Kol even for a split second; or if Bonnie’s really LOST it. “I won’t forgive you for what you did back home in Mystic Falls and I don’t expect you to forgive me for trapping you when the veil was down.” But ultimately Davina needed a stronger witch to guide her, and Bonnie needed another source of magic to find a way out of this spell. All Bonnie can hope for is that neither Kol nor Davina will clue into the fact that she’s using Expression more and more, it could put an abrupt stop to whatever alliance they have.
☠ ☠ ☠ || Being of the Mikaelson brood had come with many challenges, as well as many advantages. Having been cursed to wander the earth for eternity, the wily fox had picked up quite a few things during his time, particularly how to deal with witches like Bonnie Bennett. Although, she did seem to surprise him quite a bit, which explained the utmost care he took more recently when conversing with her. “I wouldn’t dream of it, darling,” the brunette assured with a half-smile, edges of his lips quirking up on one side. He wasn’t here for himself, not at this specific moment in time. No, he was here on his lovely Davina’s behalf, so he had to play along for a bit.
The Mikaelson held himself with a certain amount of restraint and self-control, so so tempted to taunt but attempting to hold himself to amiable talks for the reasoning of their interaction. “I imagined as much,” he paused, seeking the right words and quietly pulling his hands from his pockets, one arm going to motion between the two, “This is merely a helpful means to an ends, for the time being.” Kol wasn’t sure how to proceed, an uncommon emotion to the Original, yet one he would handle as usual, by brushing the feeling aside. “So what shall we discuss first?”
i. there are people that change you forever
and when you met her,
you woke up with a bloody mouth after.
ii. come celebrate a sky so full of the moon
we swallow it, come feast our bodies on nights
that stretch in hills under our palms;
we can chase demons
back into the darkness
where they belong
iii. but love, what will you do when she is gone?
1000+ ⇀ Original Vampire ⇀ Nathaniel Buzolic ⇀ TAKEN
H E A V Y I S T H E H E A D T H A T W E A R S T H E C R O W N
ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ | Once revived again, Kol is an original vampire, but has changed as a person due to the experience of his two deaths and his time possessing a witch. No longer wanting to relish in his violent vampire nature, Kol recognized how he’d acted his first time being a vampire and wanted to change that. He wants to be something that Davina can still love. He thought he would have an easier time controlling his blood lust, but he isn’t very good at self-control even with Davina in his corner rooting him on.
He is unpredictable at times, and can have a way of lashing out at others with his bad temper. He is also one to take revenge. Even though he’s trying to be a better person, he’s prone to indulge in his desires. He desperately misses magic.
K I N G A N D Q U E E N B O T H F A L L E N D O W N
ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ | Upon his resurrection; Kol is beyond grateful to Davina for all that she has done for him, and given to him simply by loving him unconditionally; he is trying to be a better man to meet her expectations if only to deserve the love she has unhesitatingly shown him in the past. This proves to be fairly difficult as he never learned to control his blood-lust; which now seemed at an all time high, during some points he breaks down and gives into his darkest desires but for the most part he tries to keep his humanity intact.
When him and Davina go hand and hand to the Isle of Pandora, they are greeted by danger unlike any they had faced before. They want to be left out of all the madness for the most part, but Kol feels a duty to help find his lost niece. He is confronted by not only werewolves, but witches and more. But something terrible happens. The Mystic gang manage to ruin his life once again. A spell linking Bonnie’s life to Elena’s is altered by the Bennett witch, and links the doppelganger to the former regent of the nine covens. Kol isn’t aware of this yet, but it will surface sooner or later when the love of his life is put into harms way.
When the others find out what the Bennett witch managed to do, her loved ones might just come for Davinas head, and Kol will find himself trying to protect her tirelessly. It’s only a matter of time, and the wildest Mikaelson might find revenge to be the best way to pay them back for what they have done.
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Strawberry tea: Tell me about your first kiss, if you had one.
Kol has memories older than noon, flashes of good moments in the past, glimpses of times when he and his siblings were not at odds. Or, not as much as they were now. He also has memories of times he spent alone, escaped their pestering or company and got to take a breath.
Now, Kol doesn’t particularly remember his proper first kiss, but he can remember first kisses he shared with many. It just gets occasionally jumbled as to who really came first. One of his favorite kissers, however, was a young blonde witch by the name of Mary-Alice. He had known her in New Orleans in the early 1900′s for a brief period when he was undaggered. She was quite proper, and wished for Kol to be more of a gentleman, but of course he was only truly focused on taking down Klaus at that time.
In the early days, the young Mikaelson bathed every Saturday, taking care to look cleanly and presentable even though it would be dirtied by his siblings rough play anyways.
As they travelled, and time went on, Kol adjusted to plenty different brands of shampoo. In the current time, he uses Dove Men+Care Fresh and Clean. The Original is somewhat reluctant to buy both conditioner and shampoo, so he uses a two-in-one. It is a point that Kol likes to keep himself clean and looking good, so his hair is a pride point. It may be somewhat vain, and he isn’t anal like Elijah about keeping wholly clean (his usual feedings are a display of that), but his hair is somewhere he does take care.
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