You travel up the staircase, the boards creaking and groaning under your feet. They hold up, for they are strong. You pass by a small window that is heavily curtained, and you leave it be and continue up. As you step up to the last stair, you stop short. Standing, in front of you, is a teenaged boy of about 16 or 17. He has night-black hair and blazing blue eyes. He turns to look at you and smiles. He has a dazzling smile. He says something to you. You fall in love with his voice.

“Hello there.” He says, inching closer, slowly. You inhale. Your heart is racing. He smiles again, and you see the hinting of fangs. “Welcome to our house.” He stands right in front of you.
Here is where you type out your ‘audition’ and send it to either [Rook.] or [tia mia]. How you respond to this determines if you get in or not. If we request you add something, we will send you back your audition, along with more of what we would like to see.

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