Sacrosanct contains four distinct neighborhoods, each with their own specific kind of houses and residents. Explore our districts, view lists of our citizens and enjoy our block parties!
What You'll Find Here
Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale
Anacosta Heights
Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools, and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.
Dupont Circle
Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes feature back yards, porches, garages, and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and the neighborhood as a whole.
Hawethorn Village
Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three-story townhouses, often with a one to two-car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces with a small fenced-in 'yard'.
River Dale
River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold to the Victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans, visible beams, and the occasional brick wall.
Where you invest your love, you invest your life;
Posted on April 05, 2020 by DAREIOS
He didn't want her to leave. But the vampire stood helplessly in his hallway, stalled by the infuriating morning glow that crept in through his windows. Miya was at the front door but then something seemingly shifts, and she lingers there. Dareios watches, a flicker of hope swelling in his undead chest, as she turns around and looks at him. Her face is contorted in confusion and embarrassment and probably 10 other complicated feelings. He silently wished he could take that all away from her. But instead he stood quietly. What happened next was really up to her. His head drops at her question. For many years, Dareios lived a lifestyle that couldn't be more opposite of the one he'd grown accustomed to today. He was just like the man who had assaulted Miya in that alleyway. He had committed worse acts. And now, the Mayor of Sacrosanct lived with reality of the harm he'd caused. He had been destructive and indulgent - making decisions brashly and selfishly based on how it would make him feel in that moment. There were some serious digressions in his past, ones he hadn't shared with anyone else. Most recently it was Ian - the human associate he'd had for a few years. A rare, weak moment lead Dareios to drain him of his blood, slowly but surely over the span of several weeks, while the vampire kept him locked away in his basement. It unleashed that familiar predatory instinct in him, a powerful, all encompassing feeling that was difficult to explain.This was reason No. 1 Dareios barred himself from feeding off any human directly, anymore. He couldn't control himself when he did. Ian died eventually, and Dareios made sure his remnants would never be found nor his disappearance ever be explained. And then he vowed to never give in to those urges again, even when they crept up from his gut and tightened at his throat. Over the centuries, he'd developed a commendable amount of discipline. It was more important now than ever, given his position in the city and the issues he'd so adamantly campaigned on. "Afraid so." He sheepishly replied, raising his gaze to meet hers only momentarily. Dareios watched her hands, as Miya pulled and twisted her fingers nervously. Bravely, Dareios reached out and lightly touched her arm, apprehensive in case she pulled away. Then he slipped his cold, knuckle-white hand into hers and slowly brought her open palm to touch the side of his glacial face. He stared intently at her then, searching her expression for some kind of genuine sympathy or interest. "I want to be honest with you, from the start." He said. "And I'm sorry if you find this news... troubling. But I'm not the monster you have pictured in your head." Dareios Auerbach | Vampire | Vinyl |
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- all that is gold does not glitter - By Miyako Aiken on April 11, 2020 at 10:37 AM
- Where you invest your love, you invest your life; - By DAREIOS on April 13, 2020 at 2:32 PM
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