Name: SerenaStark
Plot ideas: I don't have any RP plots at the moment but I would love to plot with you. Maybe an arranged marriage or maybe a human x vampire high school/college rp?
Likes: I love fandom RPs so if you've seen any TV shows/movies you want to rp I would do that! Of the interest you stated, I like vampire and kingdom rps. I'm ok with 18+. I typically like to play females.
Hates: Animae. Cartoon like RPs. RPs revolving around animals.
To sample: This is a sample from an Avengers RP that I did.

Serena had walked in with Tony at the start of the meeting. They were going out again. For now at least, but this time had seemed to stick longer than the others. She wasn’t sure what it was but Serena rarely ever wanted to leave Tony’s side and even when she did break things off with him it would never be for long.

She had arrived a few days after Loki had invaded. SHIELD had gone out scouting for...weirdos to help them take Loki down and they had stumbled across her beautiful island of Themyscira. It took them a while to figure out who she was. She told them countless times but they never believed her. She was the daughter of Zeus. Well kind of. Zeus made her from clay and then breathed life into her. Ok so it would be hard for anyone to believe that but it was the truth.

She had served with Tony and the rest of avengers since then. She really couldn’t imagine leaving them behind. She would miss them too much.

She too had turned much like the other Avengers did to see what was going on. She watched as Tony stood before taking a seat, and Vision soon followed his lead.

"If Thor has something to say he should say it himself," she said in her thick Amazonian accent, "This man knows nothing of us or our situation, he should not be allowed to speak during this."

"Slow down there, Blondie," Clint said, "May be he can actually help us. Besides none of us know what's going on here. We should be open minded."

"...if your brain is open you would die," Serena said in a confused tone before turning more serious, "And I am not Blondie. I am Serena. Stop calling me that."

Clint looked at her for a second before shaking his head. "It's a figure of speech, Blondie," Clint said as he looked towards the door and ignored the death glare that Serena was giving him.

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