Bloodletting - Other Profile

That nothing's so sacred as honour and nothing's so loyal as love.

Mail ~ Attack ~ Steal

Vampire
Fledgling

Born:

July 13, 2017

Forum Topics Started:

Race:

Vampire

Forum Posts / Replies:

Affiliation:

No Affiliation

Mail Replies Sent:

550

Home City:

London

Mail Sent:

In Union With:

That Girl

Last Login:
Currently Online:

04/21/18 at 4:27 am
No

Quote:

Special Items:

Best RP October 2017

Elis Griffyn's Biography

This Profile is currently rated as:

[ 5 votes]

Comments ~ Add Comment

Vampire Dark Embracer Elouise Warrock	Vampire Count Mackenzie	Werewolf Grim Soleil Whitaker	Slayer Master Slayer Ella Donovan
Slayer Blade Gideon Abernathy	Angel Harahel Camille Hammond	Demon Infernal That Girl

Last five threads posted in:

Forum	Subject	Last Post
Mortal Thoughts	The Real World and Face Claims Created by Camille Hammond	01/22/18
Contests	2017 Winter Bloodies Campaign Created by Cersei Lannister	01/09/18
Book Club	General Topic: What are you currently watching Created by Doctor Horrible	09/12/17

Mackenzie	04/20/18	Elis Delayed, but clever. Filthy man.
Elouise Warrock	04/19/18	Jameson Only if you wear ladies lingerie again.
Elouise Warrock	04/19/18	Jameson? We're not banging.
Mackenzie	03/17/18	Elis It's my favorite day, and in honor of that, I must ask. What came first, Elis or the Griffyn?
That Girl	02/15/18	WHERE is that heart I left on the counter yesterday?
That Girl	02/02/18	Did he not find you attractive? Maybe head hunting is a past time.
That Girl	01/29/18	Did you get that head?
Jocelyn Fairchild	01/26/18	waves from the next cell Hi!
That Girl	01/25/18	I think it's a little too late for me being lazy. But.. I do feel an article coming. I can see into the future.
That Girl	01/23/18	That’s pretty accurate, except you need to shove one hand down your knickers. I’m supposed to barge in and nag you unannounced. Also somehow we never actually eat. This all sounds like work. Are you trying to make me work?!
Tiber Loche	01/22/18	Mmm, I'm afraid I do not recall.
That Girl	01/22/18	It’s what he does dear. He gives people heads. Why don’t you.. go ask him? That should rekindle our mood xoxo
That Girl	01/22/18	... That Hatchet? Oh. Did Tiber give you a head?
That Girl	01/22/18	I did that one time when I buried you under the weather. xoxo
That Girl	01/22/18	Touche. Griffyn. I can’t deny that. xoxo
That Girl	01/22/18	How am I sure you’re That Griffyn?
That Girl	01/22/18	Oh good. That means you might be drawn back and stay dead awhile. I can nag you on the other side. Summon you a thousand times xoxo
That Girl	01/19/18	stifles giggle Did you happen to bore yourself to death, dear?
That Girl	01/11/18	Where’s my scoop Gryffindor? xoxo
Elouise Warrock	01/09/18	[Unknown Number] Cute.
Elouise Warrock	01/09/18	[Unknown Number] And make it that much easier for you? Come and find me.
Elouise Warrock	01/09/18	[Unknown Number] I'll be waiting.
That Girl	01/06/18	Don’t be a horny toad darling. Be a bull frog. xoxo
That Girl	01/03/18	You bore me with your lack of scandal. Which of us will change first?
That Girl	11/26/17	Depends.. Does he taste like toilet sh*t or Heartbreak?
That Girl	11/24/17	I just took a peek in the fridge. F*ck sake when did we get an Elvis impersonator?
Soleil Whitaker	11/16/17	To: Griffyn, Elis From: Whitaker, Soleil Elis, Let me start by saying that it is good to hear from you, regardless of the circumstances behind this "seemingly random" correspondence. I don't mind at all, but you must know that Elouise and I have decided to go our separate ways. I moved out of Moscow quite a while ago, started a new - say, normal - life in the States. I had a variety of reasons motivating me to do so, both business and personal. Although I will always be appreciative of what they did for me, I have, for the most part, cut ties with the Orlavs. Thank you, however, for your concern. I will be cautious should Elouise ever reach out to me, and will, most certainly, contact you should any issues arise. Best regards, S
That Girl	11/13/17	From the goddess Debbie Harry I quote, "One way or another I'm gonna win ya. I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha." xoxo
That Girl	11/12/17	You play hard to get when you're awake. Does this mean you're going to five me the full monty or the half-empty show?
That Girl	11/06/17	Listen here Spooky Pookie. You needed a blood mama. I needed a soul daddy; but are you married to this girl? Or that girl over there? ...Psst. Pick me up. I need leverage for this scandalous shot. xoxo
Autumn Summers	11/03/17	Drunken escapades are sometimes the best, and the worst. I'm sure the children will be adorable. grins Cheers.
Autumn Summers	11/01/17
That Girl	11/01/17	That Griffyn sounds spicy. Elis Girl sounds like sugar, spice, and everything nice. xoxo
That Girl	11/01/17	Elis Girl. Get on it xoxo.
That Girl	11/01/17
That Girl	10/23/17	Humans spend eternity together and sh^t their pants. Do you see a difference? xoxo
That Girl	10/23/17	To the populace that means you want to treasure her forever. xoxo
That Girl	10/23/17	That's refreshing. You might want to squash the El Raccoon movement. xoxo
Caitlyn Darrow	10/17/17	Oblivious to his antics she teeters forward. Caitlyn didn't even question this new wallet bulge in his trousers. Nah, she was too busy throwing a conniption fit. A tiny hiccup falls forth from her wobbly lips. Pretty soon he is engaged in possibly the brawniest bear hug ever. At least the banshee wails had subsided. "W..Wwwill you be my f-ffriend?"
That Girl	10/17/17	BREAKING NEWS. Elis Griffyn is confirmed biological father of Sasquatch.
That Girl	10/17/17	NUDES. NUDES. NUDES. NUDES. The realm wants nudes from you dude. xoxo
Caitlyn Darrow	10/17/17	sniffles and makes grabby hands "Yyy-yes."
Caitlyn Darrow	10/16/17	Isn't a sore loser. Completely mature NOOOOO. MY ORANGE JUICE TRUST.
Caitlyn Darrow	10/16/17	Omigawd take my money, sorry!
Caitlyn Darrow	10/14/17	You were successful in stealing $90.00 from Elis Griffyn.
Ella Donovan	10/12/17	YASSS MASSAH. RIGHT AWAY MASSAH.
Mackenzie	10/07/17	Can't you just let me be angsty for a minute? It is my desire to brood. Also, check your pronunciation. You struggle with fadas.
Mackenzie	10/07/17	I hate the world today.
Camille Hammond	09/26/17	It would be well within his assumptions to assume that Camille herself was crazy. The girl, though she never trotted along and sang about being an angel, certainly didn't make a point to hide it. Those who understood would deal with it or be on their way. Those who didn't would write her off as insane. People who tried to hurt her... Didn't live to talk about it. Elis was somewhere in between, perhaps. Camille didn't understand whether or not he knew about her. Their brief meetings hadn't alerted her to his own situation. Cami didn't assume that daywalkers existed. Not outside of the problematic Jack Horton (good riddance). Even so. Her challenge stood. The thin line of her lips stretched outward towards her ears, clearly pleased that the man had accepted her proposal. Although he seemed to issue his own conditions; Cami would wave them off... literally. "Whatever you say." Her wrists twists while her fingers wiggle in an attempt to hurry him along. "You cried bored. Look at me, delivering. If you preferred a bored game, you should have said so."
Camille Hammond	09/25/17	It's not that Camille fancies herself better than haughty, egotistical mouth breathers. It's just that she doesn't care about them. The affect of their lives (besides a chosen few who'd left quite the mark on history) in each of their tiny spans was pointless. Purposeless. They bleed. They cry. They experience love and loss. Congratulations. They die and then the next breed of human is born; each more savage and turbulent than the generation before. Honestly, it's no secret that Cami is not a fan of the human race. Buut it's an argument that's better left unhashed. Her actions quite obviously spoke decibels louder than her words. Cami's erratic stare follows Elis' hand as it reached for the blade. The petite excuse for a girl takes this as a gesture of his confirmed involvement, but also assumes that the 'ugh' is a form of interjection. Stepping forward on the very tip of her toes, Camille begins to bridge the gap between the two of them, her eyes still very much thin with skepticism. The Angel isn't the type to issue a challenge in the form of actions, but in a sense, that seemed to be just what she was doing. "All of them." That wasn't true. Not in the least. But she wanted them, and now she was curious as to just how far she could push the bar. Where does Elis Gryffin choose to align himself with humanity? Above or below the bar itself?
Camille Hammond	09/25/17	Camille's eyes narrow into slits, the feisty blonde refusing to falter even as the man stepped between her chosen victim and her sad excuse for a weapon. There's another huff that emanates from her, bringing to light her frustration sans verbiage. For now, her bladed fingers drop to her sides; blonde hair falling down over her back as she cranes her neck to look up at Elis. "Fresh toes matter, actually. To ensure optimal range, they'll still be warm. It's best to perform the call before the blood coagulates-" Embittered eyes flicker to the body on the ground, tears having sprung from the mans eyes while he undoubtedly pondered the likelihood of his death. "What's the matter. Squeamish?" She flashes a toothy grin, entirely satirical in nature.
Camille Hammond	09/25/17	Eons of flaxen waves cascade over Camille's shoulders, momentarily obstructing her view as she leaned down to tighten the gag in the mans mouth. A forceful huff parts her lips, foot absently tapping at the ground beneath her feet until her eyes find Elis'. Cami flips a wall of hair from her face carelessly. "Toes. Aren't you paying attention?" From her pocket she brandishes the knife, her pale fingers tight around the handle; The sliver of blade reflects the light from above them. "This might come as a surprise to you.. But cell phone service isn't absolute. Calling collect is out of the question."
Camille Hammond	09/24/17	Camille had already pranced off, having snatched the blade from Elis' hand before doing so. Her trajectory was clear, but would solidify itself to the man when she returned with a mid-sized specimen, bound and gagged, just ten minutes later. Of course, Cami had pulled him by the ropes she had tied his limbs together with, and dropped him at the feet of the lightly bearded man. The wee blonde wasn't bluffing. She actually needed bits and pieces of the man for.. things. Now she was just curious to see if Elis would play along. "Wowee, is he heavy." Cam brushes off her front, wiping her hands down her jeans to clear them of dirt. "How attached do you think he is his toes, anyway?" Yeah. Pun intended.
Camille Hammond	09/23/17	Let's. F-cking. Go. I'm not paying you to sit around and watch me do all the dirty work. Grab a scalpel. Let's do this!
Camille Hammond	09/23/17	Murder. Suffrage? Let's go.
Camille Hammond	09/23/17	-Whacks with a pillow-
Camille Hammond	09/23/17	Huff. You're the actual worse. We don't even PAY the audience. They're definitely not going to laugh.
Camille Hammond	09/23/17	-snatches diary- What's good inside here? -flipping through pages- Oh my god, is that.. You should really find a better place for those photos!
Camille Hammond	09/23/17	-jabs with toe- Can you NOT dramatic-teenage girl all over my comments, please?!
Camille Hammond	09/20/17	You were successful in stealing $56.00 from Elis Griffyn. Cheap.
Mackenzie	09/16/17	Soooo... you're going to let me kill her, and then you're going to screw her to death? Is that it? Because that's what letting me have a go first, means.
Mackenzie	09/16/17	Not even a little. You do understand that she is a walking disease, right? She is a key ingredient to my asset's suffering. I don't want to think of her enjoying anything, ever. I like to think of her completely lifeless, right next to her friends. They make a perfect set. The blonde, the brunette, and the soulless redhead. It's like Jesus smiled down at me and said, 'Let me tell you a joke.'
Mackenzie	09/16/17	Orlav? I can tell you, with complete confidence, that you're never getting in these pants if you get into hers. F-cking disgusting.
Mackenzie	09/16/17	Speak for yourself. Have you ever fed from a chemo patient? F-ck.
Mackenzie	09/16/17	I don't want vampire herpes.
Mackenzie	09/16/17	Adorable. You know me better than that. I don't f-ck around.
Mackenzie	09/16/17	Tried that. Not quite satisfying.
Mackenzie	09/16/17	Those tabloids talk quite a bit. But that's fine. My fragile ego can take that blow. Shatter me, why don't you? Just ruin me. Whatever will I do without a man to validate my existence?
Mackenzie	09/15/17	You're a grandfather? That's so sweet. And at 28? I'm impressed, Elis. No, really. I am. I always wondered what it would be like to date a grandfather. Fathers are so yesterday. It's time for society to step up their expectations. Sure, you might be able to handle me. But you'd be off your rocker for wanting to.
Mackenzie	09/14/17	Listen, I'm only going to judge you a little bit for your Twilight knowledge. And while, disturbing, I am also borderline impressed. However, if you are waiting for me to turn eighteen, I must disappoint you. That will never happen. If it is any compensation, most women my age were already married with babies in my day. Though, I must say, I'm not sure you could handle me.
Elouise Warrock	09/12/17	Elis You're normally sexy. It's hard to keep up!
Elouise Warrock	09/12/17	Elis I don't know how to do sexy. You're going to be dealing with PJs.
Elouise Warrock	09/12/17	Elis It's a date, then. Just tell me where to be. And what the dress code is, apparently.
Elouise Warrock	09/11/17	Elis Are you playing hard to get?
Elouise Warrock	09/08/17	Elis Honk honk, b*tch. I'm out-front.
Elouise Warrock	09/08/17	Elis This leggy blonde is wearing her best sexy black dress. Hurry up. I'm having a good hair day.
Elouise Warrock	09/08/17	Elis Life of a working mother, okay. Car will be outside in fifteen. Look cute, or I can't be seen in first class with you.
Elouise Warrock	09/08/17	Elis Baby 911. Back to Africa. Come with? We can get drunk on the plane and play Go Fish.
Elouise Warrock	09/07/17	Elis Naked sleepover?!
Elouise Warrock	09/06/17	Elis Is that a yes?
Elouise Warrock	09/05/17	Elis Do you want to get naked?
Elouise Warrock	09/05/17	Elis ... I'm in London.
Mackenzie	08/31/17	Meet me at the bar in The Plaza in one hour. Look sharp.
Mackenzie	08/31/17	Key points in time, like the precise time someone would steal my clothes and force me to walk home in my birthday suit? Convenient, Mr. Griffyn.
Mackenzie	08/31/17	You are ridiculously dramatic, you know. Be honest. You did stalk me. Be fair. There was a little stalking involved, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to find me.
Mackenzie	08/30/17	Excuse you. Mood killer? The thought of my naked is a mood killer? How goddamn rude are you? That was no walk of shame. That was sheer determination. And karma was on my side. I bet they got mauled by a grizzly.
Mackenzie	08/30/17	F-ck. Don't call me Kiddo. It forces me to remember that you literally stalked me from birth. Like, how much did you actually watch? How much have you seen? Are you the one that stole my dress back in 1929? You realize I had to walk home in naked. Rude.
Mackenzie	08/30/17	Thank God. There is a fine line between honest and slimy. Don't cross it. Don't ever cross it. If you did, I'd have to mark you off my list of acceptable drinking buddies. Swayze does nothing for me. Now, if you want to talk Marlon Brando, we can go there. That will land you in the pants faster than you can yell Stella.
Mackenzie	08/30/17	Listen, I do not appreciate my f-cking lace being stretched. Do you know how expensive it is?
Mackenzie	08/30/17	I'm not sure you'll fit in them. What size are you?
Mackenzie	08/30/17	Listen, if you wanted in my f-cking pants, all you needed to say was liquor and cigarettes. I'm not a difficult woman to please. Honestly. That might be a lie. I'm definitely difficult.
Mackenzie	08/30/17	You, or the liquor?
Elouise Warrock	08/30/17	"Elis..." She pauses, considering all the ways and reasons to reject his request. But...she's bored. She's back in Bloemfontein, and she feels like her life has taken several steps in the opposite direction. So, she relents. "I'm in South Africa, staying with an old friend. Of course, you're welcome to come. I can't exactly stop you..." She carries the final refrain with some hesitation. After all, she's not desperate. Simply uncertain.
Elouise Warrock	08/30/17	A small grin graces El's freckled features. She's amused, thoroughly and unequivocally. "It's a long story." She moves from her perch beside Logan's crib, long legs taking a much-needed stretch as she paces the length of her room. "Obviously, I'm not in Moscow any longer. I'm okay, though."
Elouise Warrock	08/30/17	El checks the caller ID. Oh, Elis. In all of the panic and shuffling of the last two days, she'd almost forgotten about him. Sliding right, she lifts the phone to her ear. "'Sup, b*tch."
Elouise Warrock	08/27/17	Elis Rude. You have to pick me up. I can't drive. Robe is fine. And I'll pay.
Elouise Warrock	08/27/17	Elis JK! Meet me for ice cream.
Elouise Warrock	08/27/17	Elis Want to get a hotel room?
Elouise Warrock	08/27/17	Elis What're you wearing?
That Girl	08/26/17	You looked stressed and about to hunt down a Big Mack. xoxo
Elouise Warrock	08/22/17	She blinked. And then her mouth opened, left slightly agape. Because she's dumbfounded by the man, truly. Then, she relents. "One date. One. McDonalds, and I better get more than a f*cking happy meal. Alright? That's my compromise!"
Elouise Warrock	08/22/17	"There's no friend-zone. We aren't friends!" She shouted back, arms flailing. "And how dare you waste perfectly good cheetos?! What the f*ck is wrong with you!" She scrambled, saving the delicacy from the cold, hard ground. She might have even shed a single tear. "You're a monster! No spooning!"
Elouise Warrock	08/22/17	El's about to put the baby down. And eat. Eat so much food. And then, some jack off with a boom-box goes and demolishes her best laid plans. So, throwing on some sensible clothing (read: onesie) she clamors out towards the man in question, ready to slap a btch. "...Elis? What the fck do you want?!"