[Text RPG] Werewolves and Vampires

[castlemanic]

It’s the modern day world in New York, and its all out war underneath the city. There has been a rise in death rates all over the state, and corpses have been disappearing from the cemetery and autopsy rooms. No one knows what is happening, and there have been cases of a few people who claim to be “possessed” and “manipulated” by strange beings, but their words are not considered at all above religious paranoia.


Werewolves: weak to silver, decapitation, stabbing in the heart, these guys are strong and fast, and can’t be taken down easily, only has melee attacks using its claws and fangs. They have to transform to their wolf side before they can channel any other ability except their immortal and once transformed they lose sense of themselves. During the full moon, werewolves have complete control over themselves after a transformation.

Vampire: weaknesses include holy water, decapitation, sunlight and stabbing them in the heart. They have a distain for Crosses and priests and prefer not to approach either. Garlic and lack of human blood will weaken them, but it will not kill them. Vampires control occult magic abilities and will use such means, primarily, to defeat an enemy. Even so, vampires will still attack up close, if required.

Pure blood: vampires and werewolves are essentially immortal due to heightened healing abilities and near unbreakable bone structures. Only their designated weakness can fully destroy them, while any other traditional means can only weaken or neutralize them, at best.

Half breed (for both werewolves and vampires): They hold none of the weaknesses of their kind and do not require transforming and does, in such terms, resemble human. They are not as strong as their kind, however. A half breed werewolf will not achieve as great strength or speed as a perfect breed, nor will a half breed vampire be as adept in the occult as the pure blood vampire. They are not immortal and have no healing factor, and though their bone structure strives to resemble its full potential it is far from it. Still, it is far tougher than any natural bone structure.

Hybrid (half vampire/ half werewolf): A freak accident. A hybrid is much faster than a werewolf, though not as strong. It also possesses magical abilities though has no real control over the art, leaving the magic instable and more likely to fail. Their bones are flawed and are unbreakable at places, and frail at others. Thanks to their magical abilities, they automatically heal after taking damage, as long as they are conscious. Like the half breeds, they do not have any specific weaknesses, but they are not nearly immortal. After transformation, they lose all sight of reason and act on complete instinct.

Humans: they are caught in the middle of an all out war. Military organizations have developed weaponry that can take on the rising werewolves. Even so, much of the population remains in doubt over the occult. A group, calling themselves The Slayers, is taking an active role in stopping the werewolves and vampires from harming the innocent.

Vampires and werewolves are at all out war against each other, Hybrids are defending themselves and humans are caught in the middle

Rules:
No god modding.
No over the top usage of the race abilities.
No killing other characters without permission.
No character control.
Respect the race weaknesses. They stand.
Write “Goosebumps” in your first post to prove you’ve read and understood the rules.


The character sheet:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race:
Appearance:
History:
Job: (slayer is applicable, as I have mentioned it)
Weapons: (Do consider the weaknesses of a breed before you arm yourself. Strong as it may be, a rocket launcher isn’t enough to kill a pure breed. But do show restraint of some kind.)

(thanx goes to XdbX for helping out and to victory for, well, fixing the RP so it doesnt become a waste)

my character sheet

Name: Jesse Hansen
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Hybrid
Appearance: tall, slightly muscular, brown hair.
History: as a kid he has always heard tales of vampires and werewolves, as he grew up he soon figured out that they were no fairy tales, but were real. His parents were soon attacked by a creature unknown to either parents, killing them both, the next day Jesse walked in and was bitten by the creature, know he runs in the alleyways, afraid of hurting an innocent being
Job:former accountant
Weapons: Hybrid form.

the game will begin when three more players join.

[XdbX]

Name: John nick tonymen (Nick name XdbX ya I am crazy)

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Race: Vampire

Appearance:Yellow hair with a set number of stands that are brown covering his left eye. tall. one eye blue the other is red.

History: From what he was told his mother was raped and had him.
He had alwas liked blood.
But no one knew why. Also his mother had always had him up at night and told him to get to bed in the day.
She was not raped. She was attacked by a vampire. He was only 5.
After o most leaving his mother dead he attack John turning both mother and son in the Vampires. His mother died soon after.
He never he was a Vampire. But he helped some friends start a cult, Called
the living dead.
There they act as if they were Vampires. and John soon found him self to eat nothing. and only drank the blood of humans.
His friends mostly were humans and after some times he killed them.
Taking the title leader of the cult. and being called the XdbX.
Job: cult leader,

Weapons:Vampire powers




Goosebumps

[castlemanic]

i thought this thread was a goner, thanx

alright two more people then we can start

[RMERRITT]

Name: Michael Rader
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: 6'2" dark brown hair
History: Michael worked for the NYPD for 5 years when the reports of Vampire and werewolf attacks started coming in, he was quickly dispatched to deal with one of these attacks. Upon the arrival of his team a werewolf attacked and killed three of the officers, Michael barely escaped. Michael knew the police couldnt handle the problem and 5 weeks later found and joined the slayers.
Job: Slayer
Weapons: keeps a glock with him at all times and has a 9mm beretta and an
M4 carbine at home.

Goosebumps

[TorqueArcher]

goosebumps

Name: Knight Banewolf (first last)

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Race: Hybrid

Appearance: 5'11", brown hair, wears form fitting black clothes that allow him to move easily in combat.

History: Knight's mother and father died soon after his birth so he never gained a name but he was taken in by a werewolf named Darun, who named him Knight and accidentally bit him during a transformation, and Knight and the Darun were later attacked by a vampire. Only Knight survived, though he was now a hybrid. Afterward he gave himself the last name Banewolf and swore vengance agaist the vampire who killed his mentor, Darun.

Job: None

Weapons: slight control over ocult, Hybrid form, and 9" dagger with small layered enchantments that allow it to cut through anything.

(here's mine.)

[XdbX]

(We all are here but just to get a new player in to the game i will try to kidnap Varth. CM its your move. )

[TorqueArcher]

(Good idea, you get Varth. I'll get the pie.:biggrin5:)

[castlemanic]

(BAH, stupid timezones, its almost 2 in the morning and i cant sleep, so i decided to check in, the story begins)

Jesse kept on running. he couldnt stop, he wouldnt stop. The full moon rose above in the sky. Oh no, this cant be happening Jesse thought to himself, he kept on rushing foreward. He heard a wolf howling somewhere in the distance. there arent any wolves in New York, unless... his thought were disrupted by the floor suddenly rising to meet with him, as he tripped over a plastic bag.
"AH, oh god no." he felt the power within him grow, the power he so desperately tried to control. "oh god no."
CRASH
Jesse got up, holding his arm which he had hurt when falling, he didnt know why but his arm was weak in some parts. Jesse started running again when he heard a splash behind him. Turning around in fear, he found a werewolf staring him down.
"oh sh*t." the werewolf jumped at him and pinned him to the ground.
"HAHAHAHA, now you will face the power of an IMMORTAL." the werewolf howled at him.
"you will face my power." Jesse said, letting the power within him grow stronger, it would be now, or never.
"oh god, NOOOOOOOOO....."Jesse cried out in pain as his screamed turned into a deathly howl. The werewolf stood back. "A hybrid?!..." was all the werewolf could say before the monster unleashed himself onto the werewolf.

[Wadling]

Name: Zach Adair

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Race: Werewolf, Half Blood

Appearance: 6'1", Black messy hair, white T-shirt, black jacket, blue jeans, Silver watch, Golden necklace with cross on the end. When in wolf form he is... furry

History: Came from a loving and happy religious family. One night when he was 19 at university, he was walking with friends when he was attacked by a werewolf. His friends abandoned him and he was left for dead. A member of the slayers tried to save him and managed to wound it before he was killed. The werewolf escaped and Zach was cursed from that day. He still believes in his religion and is trying to be as good as he can.

Job: Desk Clerk at a hotel.

Weapons: Claws, teeth (werewolf stuff) carries a switch blade when in human form.

(GOOSEBUMPS)

[XdbX]

(Wad read the rules. I was ask to be GM and you are missing something)

[TorqueArcher]

Knight was running fast. His prey was just ahead of him. A vampire who smelled of the one who killed Darun. If he could catch it, just for a minute he could interrogate it. Suddenly the vampire jumped forward and rolled, drawing an iron sword in the process. The vampire turned to menace him, while he pulled out his dagger. "Now you will die Hybrid Scum!" the vampire exclaimed while slashing at Knight's throat. Knight block the attack with the flat of his dagger,chuckled, and said, "You underestimate me vampire." The vampire screamed with rage as he wildly swung his sword in a hacking slash. Knight smirked, dodged to the side, and slashed the vampire's sword, severing the blade at the hilt. Knight pinned the vampire against the wall saying, "If you had just immobilized me with your ocult you could have killed me, but now you tell me where the vampire who killed Darun is, NOW!!!!!!"

(:eek6:)

[Wadling]

(Wad read the rules. I was ask to be GM and you are missing something)

(I said goosebumps if thats what it is, read my appearance, it's there. If it's something else please say)

[TorqueArcher]

(It needed to be a bit more obvious for it to count.[I think])

[Wadling]

(Curses, and there was me trying to be all clever. This is actually a very bad time for me to join a new RP because i'm going on holiday actually but i just wanted to get in. Anyway, so if i don't post in a week thats why.)

[castlemanic]

(wadling, your supposed to mention goosebumps outside of your character sheet, just like everyone else has, its a very simple thing to edit so please do so, and the story will move on without you wadling, so you can make an intro post when you come back, which would make everything easier for you, if you want to intro now thats fine, and ill come up with some sort of excuse that ill PM you for.)

[Varthonai]

(Meh. This RP doesn't catch my interest. Nothing original here that I can't get from City in the Sky and Quarantine.)

(Thanks for the invite but I'm cool.)

[DataaX]

Yeah, cancel my account, because I'll busy too busy administrating my site, and I'm on other RPs and I'm already doning Varth's so. I'm gonna delete mine.

[Wadling]

(Crush my dreams why don't you, anyway.)

(So we're all just rampaging around NY at the moment, ok)

Leaves rustled underneath Zach's paws as he padded briskly through the park. It was always nice around the day time, Children playing, students relaxing. Zach sighed heavily. At night it was a different story.

This park was his territory, his hunting grounds. He watched from the foliage as a man walked past, he wore a long brown overcoat, his neck was visible and Zach could almost taste the ripe, warm, juicy-

"Stop it" Zach whispered to himself, shaking his head "You're not a monster"

He said the words so often they had almost lost all meaning, but not quite, they were comforting. He turned his head to another source of life, less valuable in the great chain of events that was the worlds existence. It was a fox.

A read streak flashed briefly and Zach set off, keeping an eye out for the man who had just passed by. He sniffed and found the scent of the fox, he followed it, all senses super charged by adrenalin. The feeling of the hunt.

He saw it, meters away, ready to be eaten. He lashed out with a long arm and snatched it up by the tail, he quickly broke it's neck to put it out of it's misery, the thrashing stopped and the heat began leaving it. Zach bent down and took a ravenous chomp out of the animals neck.

He sat back against a tree and wondered what was going to happen to him.

How much longer? He thought How much longer can you keep this up, how much longer until you finally kill a human?

He tried to keep the thought out of his head but it kept coming back. He had almost gone for the man walking past him. The longing seemed to get worse every time he saw one.

"Lord" He moaned, looking up at the stars "What am i going to do?"

[castlemanic]

(once everyones made their intro post ill move the story on a little bit, i probably wont be awake, so you can continue your posts to the morning, only when everyones made their introductions can you move to the morning, but dont carry on till afternoon, it must remain morning)

[RMERRITT]

Michael walked into the hotel and Past the front desk to the elevatorhe stepped in and pressed 12. The elevator started to life and went up Michael fixed a silencer onto his pistol as he waited then concealed it under his jacket. The elevator stopped and Michael stepped off "Ok down the hall and to the right." he said to himself remembering the directions. As he walked down the hall he readied his hand on the gun. "210 211 212. here it is" he muttered to himself as he stood in front of the door. "Housekeeping"

"Go away."

"Housekeeping"

"Goddammit i said go away!!!"

The man flung open the door and as he did this Michael fired his gun into his forehead. The body fell back into the hotel room, Michael stepped in, closed the door, and put away the gun. Michael Knelt down beside the body and took the wallet from its pocket. He pulled a picture with a name and a room number written on it he compared it to the dead man's I.D and nodded "got him". Michael took the money from the mans wallet and roemoved one of the target's eyeballs with a knife. Michael took the bullet hed fired and put it in his pocket along with the shell, then he dragged the body over to the balcony and dropped it over the edge. Michael left the room and left the hotel.

[Victory]

Just to set ambitions for everyone, I'll make a character as a sort of idol - symbolizing how you could - read: should - play. Therefore, it will sort of distinguish itself outside of the story a bit.

Goosebumps.

Name: Alexander Cane
Age: Estimated age of 127 years.
Gender: Male
Race: Vampire

Appearance: Slender, with moonlight pale complexion and raven black hair. His eyes are sharp but oddly open, as if he's always staring at something. He dresses in a coat with a purple shirt - no tie. He dons normal blue jeans and old sneakers.

History: Alexander was adopted by a fosterfamily in the end of the 19th century after he was found on the doorstep. After Alexander reached the age of human puberty, his parents discovered his origin and meant to have him exorcised to cleanse their house of the demon but couldn't bring themselves to kill him. Instead they sealed him away on the attic, occasionally bringing him a dead goat from which to feed. Alexander patiently waited until his foster parents died of old age before he made any attempts to escape, a feat as easy as opening the window and climbing out.

Because of his solitary confinement, Alexander has no grudge against any race, even though they are supposed to make his natural enemies. He views the occasional werewolf as a chance to practice his occult heritage and insists on staying inside or hidden during full moons when werewolf activities are more frequent.

He really doesn't fill any kind of social purpose. He doesn't take part in the war between vampires and werewolves, nor does he intend to spot it and help the humans. He looks out for he, him and himself and has done so for a for several decenniums.

Job: N/A

Weapons: Silver knives.

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Fullmoon.
My favourite time of the month. The howls of wolves already caressed the skies and in the yon, screams of fear and death could be heard. Werewolves. Such wonderful creatures. A furry giant with fangs and claws and a bottomless hunger. Not to mention, all wolves had their time of the month when bad turned worse. Obvious female joke. When you are as old as I am, you've heard your fair share. Written a few too. Even so, by vampire standards, I'm just a kid. A few more hundred years or so and I'll reach puberty.

Cursed moon. Normally an enraged wolf will flee after taking a beating, but under the moon light, they lose all common sense, even if they gain their intelligence. Sometimes, humanity just isn't that clever. Even beasts know to give up. The human mind only sees what isn't obscured by its pride.

It reminds me of my childhood. Staying indoors to avoid a ravaging power hungry madman brings back memories of old. Of the attic above the old wodden shack my parents had called a house. Sometimes after I celebrated my hundreth year, I came to question my actions in the past. I wonder why I didn't do certain things. Why didn't I tear the floor to splinters? Why didn't I cut my father's precious hide open and pour that sweet life juice down my throat? Why didn't I crusify my mother on the wall?

Saddistic thoughts, even more so than usual. Vampire hormones would be to blame. It's been a few months since my last harvest and it's starting to show. I've been a bit edgy lately.

Regardless, I suppouse the reason I didn't kill my folks was unconditional love. The dog's kind of affection. Family relations and all that bogus. Humbug, I say. Still, it took me a hundred years to question those principles. If it was any old gibberish, I would've questioned it sooner. Maybe the hundred years without it brought me to forget; stranger things have happened.

My insides rumble, rolling around like a nest of larvas. My kind of irony. The dead man's flapping butterflies. I've been stationary for too long.

Wind rush by me as I raise myself above the city streets, viewing the city from above in all its glory. Better move, a werewolf can jump this high to grab me if it spots me. I steer myself towards the skyscrapers in the yon. I should be able to find refuge on top of one of those.

[TorqueArcher]

(Has everyone done their intro?)

[Tawl]

(Mmmmmm, I'm uncertain about me joining this because of it's similarity to Quarantine, but I might make a few small cameo appearances and serve as a plot device before being killed.)

GOOSEBUMPS

Name: Tony Dessler (Points if anyone gets the reference)
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Short cut brown hair, hardened face. The kind of man you never expect to see smiling. Clothing basically what you see in this image. (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b9/Jack_Bauer.jpg)

History: Tony was an FBI field agent for the majority of his career, before retiring to become a field annalist and trainer. He has been married for eight years, but due to medical reasons, his wife was unable to conceive a child. He and his wife were looking into adoption, but her body was found dead and in pieces six months ago. Tony suffered a nervous breakdown and left the FBI. He was approached by the newly formed group the Slayers, which he joined. He has turned down high ranking positions in the organisation many times, preferring to act in the field and as an unofficial adviser. It is often noted by other Slayer members of his detached nature and aggressive nature. It's almost as if he doesn't care if he lives or dies.

Job: Ex-FBI Field Agent, Ex-FBI Agent Trainee, Slayer Captain

Weapons:
- Modified Berreta M9 with laser sight, shoots silver bullets
- Silver stake, retracts into a pocket-knife-like handle
- Kevlar vest (As seen in image) Provides light protective against projectiles and close encounters.

(These are his signature weapons, although Tony will often use various other weapons if they are available or useful in the given scenario)

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Tony Dessler ran across the dilapidated seventh floor and pushed his back up against the broken wall of the construction. It was intended to have been one of the largest shopping centres ever built in New York City, but production had stopped after the disappearance of the night shift construction team. Over forty workers had vanished. One body found. If what was left could have been called a body.

He held his Berreta M9 tightly in both hands, his right finger resting on the guard instead of the trigger. He couldn't afford to waste any ammunition. The loud panting behind the wall grew stronger. Michael held his breath and counted the padded footsteps as they drew nearer.
"One...Two...Three...Four..."
On the fifth count he spun around from the wall, his gun raised to face... nothing. Only a deserted floor. His brow narrowed, his eyes darting around the shadows for any movement. Taking a silent step forward he moved into the white glow of the full moon that shone overhead. The full moon, the most dangerous time of each month.

A gunshot sounded from two floors above followed by a gargled scream. Tony swore and ran for the staircase. It had moved up while he waited. Running out of the stairwell onto the ninth floor he immediately noticed a dark shape on the landing. He stepped towards in, never lowering his gun. Bending down onto one knee he turned the body over and breathed out. It was Stephen Coleman, a rookie Slayer he had been working with tonight. His throat had been torn out leaving a large pool of blood on the floor. Tony had given explicit orders for him to remain with the team on the ground, and he had paid for his disobedience with his life.

Tony stood up swiftly as heavy footsteps echoed around the landing. Keeping his gun level, he edged forward, his eyes focussed and his mind steady. At that moment, clouds covered the moon, basking the floor in darkness. The footsteps stopped, but the panting remained. It was coming from behind him. Tony continued on his straight path, keeping his hearing focussed behind him as the panting tailed him.
"Come on!" He yelled in his mind. "Hunt me. You're all the same!"
The panting grew heavier as the footsteps returned, this time faster. Tony waited and spun at the last second as the footsteps were only metres behind him. He threw himself to the right, firing three shots into the chest of the large dark creature. Both of them landed heavily, Tony pushing himself into a roll. The creature howled, struggling to pull itself up. Tony moved behind it, keeping a safe distance and fired two more rounds into the base of it's skull. The creature fell forward, it's head cracking sickeningly on the concrete floor. The moonlight shone back onto the exposed floor, revealing the bloody and mattered corpse of the werewolf.

Tony turned away from the body and made for the stairs. He paused for a second or two at the body of Coleman before moving on. He would leave it for someone else to collect.

[Varthonai]

Name: Tony Dessler (Points if anyone gets the reference)

(The mighty Pop Culture Reference hunter smells his prey from leagues outside the Entertainment Zone forum and leaps after it like a moth after a candle flame.)

(*sniff sniff* hm, smells like a hybrid of two characters from 24.)

[Tawl]

(Bingo, Tony Almeida and Michelle Dessler. Vart wins)

[XdbX]

(ok um I am going to delete my post and make a new one.
It to much god modding in it and is dry. even if i was trying to make a vampire soon. If i do not come up with one just go with out me.)

[castlemanic]

(stupid time zones, i could have posted earlier if i didnt fall asleep, then maybe you would have seen a difference tawl)

(torquearcher, yes everyone has posted except for DataaX who want to remove his account and XdbX who we will continue without)

Jesse woke up on a rooftop, his clothes ripped and torn, he looked down and watched as police officers closed off a scene with a body in the middle of an alleyway. "oh god, was that me?" jesse wondered, he remembered seeing the werewolf but this guy was human! Jesse cursed himself as he sought to find a way to control his ability without killing anyone in the process.

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SLAM
military personelle barged through the doors, as the eighth soldier entered they recieved a radio.
"Soldiers, you know the drill, this time its for real so be prepared for anything."
"SIR YES SIR" the soldiers replied into the radio. the soldiers moved through the apartment, checking every inch of the apartment. calls of "clear" were heard everywhere.
"Carl, is your spot clear?"
no reply was heard.
"carl?" the soldier moved towards where his companion should be.
"James, get back to your pos...." the commander was cut off by a scream of terror.
"move move move." the commander ordered silently towards where the scream came from. the soldiers waited, their silver loaded guns ready to fire. all of a sudden a body flew from the position right at the commander, hitting him while breaking bones. the commander was knocked out as the rest of the soldiers fired, some tried to run away but none were heard from again.

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"you saved him didnt you?"
"yes madam."
"good, keep him here until further notice." an old lady said, sitting cross legged on the floor. the woman left the room. the man in the room clicked the TV on.
"Yesterday, a man named Frasier Johnson died of mysterious wounds that noone can identify what caused them. Apparently, Frasier was..." the TV turned off.
"i remember him, he was a good man before he was turned." the old lady said
"he was a friend of mine." replied the man in the room with her
"he was a half-breed, had he been a full-breed the circumstances may have been very well different." the old lady looked up "Have you found out the nature of attack?"
"a hybrid, newly turned, the stench is almost human."
"Ive had an eye on that one for a while, we wont need him just yet. In time he will find us."
"how are you certain?"
"do you dare judge my words?"
"no madam."
"very well, there is a man i need you to get, it wont be this hybrid though, his time shall come soon."
"who should i get?"

[TorqueArcher]

Knight woke up in the woods on a tree limb. "Well that vampire was useless." he said aloud to himself. The vampire had only just met the one Knight was after. Those humans will probably be wondering why chains and ashes are on that rooftop, maybe I should have let him live and take a message to his new friend. he thought. Knight did not enjoy the company of humans, knowing that they could be turned in a moment, but he felt no hatred towards them either."It's time to continue my hunt." he said and started jumping through the trees.

[Andrehydra]

(Hmm...nice RP, I'll join.)

Goosebumps.

Name:Jack Smith
Age:21
Gender:Male
Race:Human
Appearance:Normal in height for his age, Muscular build, wears a Kevlar Vest, a black shirt and Military pants.
History:Terrified that the Vampires and Werewolves are killing people, Jack Smith joined the Slayers to kill everyone, and everything that opposes the human race.
Job:Slayer Gunner/Scout
Weapons:X16A11 Assault Rifle, 60.cal Torrent Cannon,(Machine Gun.) SVD Sniper Rifle, Silencer,(All guns.) Night Vision Goggles, Thermal Vision Goggles, Binoculars, Grenade, Smoke Grenade, Desert Eagle, Survival Knife, Silver Pauldrons, Silver Kneepads, Silver Chestplate, Military Helmet, Garlic Necklace, Holy Water, First-Aid Kit, Instant Noodles, Safety Matches and Hot water on a pouch.

Intro:
"Damn werewolves!" shouted Jack Smith as he was running for the Slayer camp site.He was running fast, then a fight was heard, surprisingly, there were no gun shots.
"Huh?That Werewolf is fighting something, ahh, the werewolf is fighting a vampire!" shouted Jack, then he noticed the two saw him.He ran for his life.

He was running, running fast for his life, then he tripped on a rock, his face flat.He knew than in any second he could die, he could hear the two chasing him.He knew that his "dirtier" weapons were still in the camp site.He reached for his Desert Eagle, and he shot, surprisingly, he missed, the Vampire pushed him away.

"This is my prey!" shouted the Vampire.

"No, Morgan, it is ME who will have his fangs inside the flesh of that human!" shouted back the Werewolf.

It is clear that the Vampires and the Werewolves knew each other's names, and that they have been fighting an everlasting battle.The humans are just caught between the two sides.

This was a chance for him, he hid into a rock and waited for the results of a fight.

(Hey, castlemanic, if you want, I could change my intro.)

[castlemanic]

(add another bit cause it sounds like its still the night before, and we already moved onto morning, so i say the intro is fine if you can make another post soon)


(NOTE:we have moved onto morning, new players should make their post for the morning)

[Killervirus]

Goosebumps (Dumbest thing I've ever said.)

Name: Basil Wenceslas.

Age: 41.

Gender: Male.

Race: Human.

Appearance: Tall, thin and muscled, but not enough to intimidate. He usualy wears loose clothing, with a preference for sober colours. Face that'll probably crack if he smiles. Look that says 'I'm better than you.'

History: Born in Washington, Basil never remembered his mother, as when he was 2, she died by adventuring on thin ice. Litteraly. Never remembering her face, his only memory of her was him watching how the ice broke under his mother's feet, and how she lay trapped under the ice, slowly freezing.
Only left with his father, a bussiness man turned bitter by the loss of his wife, he wsn't able to do much contact with his almost consantly working father or other children.
All the time home schooled and taken care off by a nanny, Basil slowly grew up, not at all concerned about the growing Vampire and Werwolve plague. Until the company his father ruled got brutally raided by Werewolves -when basil was 23- and everyone, including his father, was killed.
Lusty for revenge, he joined the growing Slayer organisation, where his dedictation to the group quickly got him up in the ranks.

He was recently transfered to New York.

Job: Chief Sergeant Slayer.

Weapons: 10mm pistol with silver bullets, wooden stakes, Holy Water spray can (OH GOD HE SPRAYED HOLY WATER IN MY EYES, GAAAH!), garlic necklace, food and survival equipment, flashlight [attached to gun].

( Intro coming up, but i gotta go eat right now :P)

[XdbX]

I woke up. It was mid day.
I was partying last night.
Some said the cops would come a bust are party up.
But playing as there god was easyier then i thought it was.
All i have to say is that I had driven off the evil of the cop with my lordly powers. and with out there evil there was no reason to come.
But the truth was that the cops were getting smart.
They were trying to jail me. but they ad nothing to use.
They say i killed.
Well i did last night and the night before.
for as long as i remembered.
Then i heard a hammering at the door and it opened. with a crash. then i heard. This is the police. get down now.

So i slowly got down on my knees and such. but 1/4 of the way in to the movement some some pushed me down and cuffed my hands to my back.
Then i heard my rights being told.
and i saw it was plane day light.
Ether the cops were getting smarter or they were being braver.

[castlemanic]

Jesse walked slowly in the streets, people eyed him suspiciously as they looked at his ripped clothing. i need somewhere to stay for today he thought to himself.
"well look who decided to pop out of the sewers, wow, what happened to you?"
"hi Ben, rough night." Jesse said as he turned around to see his friend.
"i can tell, listen, where are you heading now?"
"nowhere."
"good, i need your help with som..."
"i cant help you." jesse said as he truend around.
"comon man, listen..."
"I SAID I CANT HELP YOU!" jesse shouted, his rage building up inside him, increasing the power inside him a little bit.
"JESUS, dont do that man, you sound like an animal."
"what?" jesse looked around and noticed people staring at him. did i just howl or something?
"Jesse, look, come with me, spend the night and..."
"you wouldnt want that."
"what are you talking about, your my best friend."
"not the night, i cant, its too dangerous."
"dangerous? what are you talking about, your harmless, youve always been."
"not anymore." jesse gave him a sullen look.
"ok look, its the weekend, come with me for breakfast and explain to me there, ok?"
"im gonna sound crazy though."
"ah, nothing new for me." jesse gave a fake laugh. "ok look, tell me when we get there, ok?"
"alright, just for breakfast."
"ok, well go to my place, cause you need to change." jesse looked down and noticed his torn clothing.
"SH*T."
"you just noticed?"

[TorqueArcher]

Knight had taken a break from his search to hunt for some breakfast. He was trailing a large rabbit which was, for now, unaware of his presense.
He was waiting for the right time to throw his dagger. There!! he thought as he cast the dagger perfectly at the unsuspecting animal. Well, i'll have some nice and sweet rabbit flesh for my breakfast for today, maybe it's a sign of good luck.

[XdbX]

"Aww. What is the meaning of this. I have not done anything. Let me go or"
i said.
"Ya and im a monkey. Now where did you get the dope."
I like to call this cop smarty

"Leave us."
I like to call this cop darky

"Hay you don't give the orders here"
smarty said.

Next thing i knew darky killed 2 cops

[castlemanic]

Jesse sat infront of Ben. They were at his small apartment, eating some sandwhiches that they ordered from the near by store. "So are you gonna tell me whats going on?"
"Maybe, i still don't know how you would react."
"I know that you pull off a few jokes here and then but i can tell when your serious."
"I wish you didn't"
"Remember Anne?"
"Anne was a long time ago, besides i dont even remember when the last time i saw her was."
"Wasn't it yesterday that you two were supposed to meet up."
Jesse's eyes opened wide. "Man, i can't beleive i forgot about that."
"Its alright dude, i have it covered, your going to have dinner with her tonight alright."
Dinner a voice said in Jesse's head. "i can't make it."
"Why not?"
"Same reason i can't stay the night."
"Which you still haven't told me."
"You'd freak out."
"Man, the only thing that would scare me is a vampire." Ben started laughing with himself, Jesse remained motionless. "Don't stare at me like that, your freaking me out."
"See."
"I hate it when you do that stare, if vampires were real, i'd probably be more scared of that stare."
"There's a whole lot scarier that that."

[TorqueArcher]

Knight was just finishing piling firewood in a circle of stones. He sat back and called his power lightly, as it rejected him when too much force was used, and sparked the tinder into lighting. Then he put his recently cleaned rabbit on a spit, and started to cook it. while he was cooking a man with ragged clothes walked up to his fire. The man sat down and Knight asked, "Who are you?" The man ignored the question and said, "I see Darun has raised you well." Knight jumped up and grabbed the man, while growling, "How do you know Darun?!"

[castlemanic]

"what are you talking about?"
jesse just got up and walked away from Ben. "yesterday, i got attacked by a werewolf." Ben started laughing.
"NO NO NO, BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA, no no, please carry on, AHAHAHAHAHAHA, werewolf, original one jesse, werewolf, AHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAA."
"why do you think my clothes are ripped?"
"prank maybe?" Ben looked up, slowly the laughter left his eyes.
"how about when i shouted at you today? did i seem any different?"
"holy... you mean... your a vampire or something?"
"definetly not a vampire, i would be dead already if i was a vampire."
"true, but you did seem a little weasy in the sun."
"but that howl wasnt human either."
"more like a wolf. are you telling me that..."
"a combination of the two? maybe."
"BAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHA."
"i hate you sometimes." jesse just stared his friend down as he continued his laughing fit for a full 15 minutes. "are you finished?"
"dude, stop staring at me like that."
"im serious dude."
"holy crap, you are aren't you?" Ben said, his eyes filled with fear as he stared at jesse.

[Andrehydra]

The fighting noise stopped, as Jack reached for his D. Eagle, the chance of escaping this danger has just shown himself, he lifted himself then ran for his life, surprisingly, the two monsters weren't there.

He went far, and the camp site is just near.

"Just a few more minutes and I'm safe." whispered Jack to himself.

His hope was high whether he was to live or not, but his hopes all went down when he saw the two who were earlier fighting.

"I though you were enemies, why are you helping each other?" shouted the nervous Jack.

"We decided to share the blood, even when we attempted to kill each other." said the werewolf.

Jack ran again, not knowing that he is running towards a different direction, he was followed, then the vampire grabbed him, when he could've died, he used his gun to hit the vampire at "its" head, the vampire fell, noticing the werewolf was still there, Jack shot the werewolf with the Desert eagle, the werewolf fell, there was his chance of escaping this fight.

He tripped off a small cliff, then he stepped into a hole, he fell, and he felt the texture of the ground, it was like rocks, but when he used his Night Vision Goggles, he saw a terrible sight, piles of dead bodies, butchered, some appear to be skeletons.

"A Vampire Crypt?" he asked himself.

[XdbX]

I was tied up with a rope that had splinter in it.
"Painful? Am i right."
It was darky again.

I could not see any thing because of a bag over my head.

"Let's see how should I kill you?
A stake in the heart.
Sunlight.
A holy cross.
Making you sit here for the rest of your life until you can not live with the blood of a pure blood vampire master.
No. I know what I will do to you."
Darky was making bla bla bla sense to me, I mean this guy is insane.

"Hay nut job you ever thought of seeing a doctor to look in to that fun looking head."
I just felt like cracking a joke. I mean what would they do to the leader of
the living dead

"Good to know a demon of vapcat"
I call this guy nutsoh.

"No one believe in that junk but you zomkoytin."
Dark said,

I started saying
"Hay nutso's can you let me go? I mean you know where to find the all powe..."

but some one said
"SHUT THE F*CK UP"

no wait i take that back both them said it.

[castlemanic]

(andrehydra, i will allow for one more post for the night, please move your story on to the morning or i will do so for you)

"look, ben, listen to me, i wont hurt you."
"get out!"
"ben, listen to me, your my best friend you can help me through this."
"GET OUT!"
"BEN, LISTEN TO ME," Jesse grabbed ben and pulled him into the air, the power within him coming out a little bit. "I DONT KNOW WHATS GOING ON, AND I NEED YOUR HELP, YOUR THE ONLY ONE I CAN TRUST WITH THIS SECRET, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" jesse still held up ben in the air.
"your secret is safe with me, please dont kill me, please." Ben cried, something Jesse wasnt so used to. he slowly put Ben down.
"i need your help for this, i need to find out what to do, where to go, i need..."
"some information?" a man in the background stood there, staring at the two of them.
"WHO ARE YOU?" Jesse demanded in his howling tone.
"theres no need to fear me hybrid, i have all the answers you will need, but first i need the two of you to cooperate."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"do you realise what this means?" the oracle asked the man.
"it means were screwed, we need to stop him from convincing the hybrid into..."
"thats not my concern, he wont accept unless a vital peice of information is given to him, which he doesnt have."
"how do you know?"
"your ignorant of my powers, i can tell what events have happened in the past that will affect the future. i choose not what i see, only what i must see."
"you oracles beleive in this so blindly."
"watching the tides of fate moving is a blinding expirience in itself, do not question my words again!"
"what should i do?"
"you have the soldier?"
"yes."
"bring him in, i must send him on an assignment soon." the oracle said, as she closed her eyes, seeing things only the most intelligent people could dream of.

[TorqueArcher]

"Well, since you were adopted by Darun, I guess you could call me your uncle." the man said calmly. Knight was startled, and he said, "Darun never mentioned a brother."

[castlemanic]

(this thread is dead, aint it?)

[TorqueArcher]

(yup :cornut:)

[XdbX]

(Yes and i am a mod. or we cansay no and im not a mod and ever thing is right. we have times where people dont post for 2 weeks in cits.)

"I will shut up when you let me go."
I started to yell.

*Darky pushed a cross in my face.*

"What is that a toy."
I said.

"What the hell"
darky said

"He is vapcat. I told you so. only they can up to a cross."
Nutoh said.

Darky snaped at him
"OR HE COULD HAVE EATEN NOT TO LONG AGO OLD MAN!!!!"

Nuts was mad i could tell but he kept his cool.
"Then lets prove it. Let the hunted become the hunter,"

Next thing i knew i was a sleep.


I was in my own bed with a hang over

[TorqueArcher]

(wats he been drinkin'?)

[XdbX]

(I had been up for 24 hours plus,
Now are you going to post your part of the story?
I sort of had to rush a fix on the story.)

[castlemanic]

(goddammit, i had a good storyline, ah well)

Jesse stood there, shocked by the man's words.
"dont do it jesse, its a trap."
"You do well to trust your instincts, human, but theres no need for distrust. had i been untrustworthy, i would have surely killed you by now."
"what do you want?" Jesse asked.
"a favor of sorts. there is a man, i need him dead, he's also a hybrid."
"i cant kill a man!"
"your right, but you can kill werewolves, cant you?"
Jesse stood there, shocked. a click was heard from behind Jesse.
"GET OUT, NOW."
"pathetic human." the man jumped, Ben fired but missed as the man landed on him. "you will cooperate, or i will kill your friend, slowly and painfully."
"Jesse...... run....." Ben said as he was pinned underneath the man. Jesse stood there, thinking of what to do.

[Flashlight]

Is there still time for me to join this RPG?

[XdbX]

(Yes flash.
also if you are talking to us the users the put () at the start and end of what you are telling us.)

I could tell that i needed my next meal.
I tried leave my room for the club.
but they were waiting for me.
There was a cross standing up about 6feet.
I slammed the door as hard as i could.
What was going on.
I had never feared a cross before.

(See i can pick this up any time i want with this. () also read ever part of the first post. CM is head game master. i am second game master.
CM in control for the most part.
I am here for the ride.)

[Flashlight]

(Yes flash.
also if you are talking to us the users the put () at the start and end of what you are telling us.)

(Okay thanks.)

[XdbX]

(Very good flash :) i hope to see soon. remember to read ever thing in the first post)

[castlemanic]

(i picked a good GM, thanx XdbX :D)

[XdbX]

knowing that the cross was their scared me. I kept looking at the door.
I tried getting out the windows but a quick look told me all i need to know.
Then i started to use the phone. it toke me 5 calls to find out that my phone was not hooked up.
I never really use the ones you find in a home. only cell phones.
Rushing through his pockets he put his hand in one empty pocket after anther. then he looked up the sink. his spare was still their. he opened it and start dialing.

(If you are sigh up are were talking about sighing up i am going to send you a PM. if you did not get one sorry. it basically saying. "Come back we miss you XD")

[TehAvenger]

I'm probably a little late, but sure I'll join.

This sounds something like Twilight, the book. And Bitefight.

GOOSEBUMPS


Name: Ivil Moonfang (:) Coincidence)
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Race: Werewolf
Appearance: Brown hair, somewhat taller than most people, Blue eyes, usually wears his Dark hoodie. ( I just love hoodies)
History: A child of 2 pure werewolves. Born in the forest, has trained since birth to become a hunter.

He is a clever young werewolf, who would rather use stealth and tactics instead of pure agression. Though a tactical type of werewolf, a ruthless killing machine when provoked.
Job: N/A
Weapons: Large wooden stakes, sharp enough to peirce through skin.

Hope I'm not too late.

[castlemanic]

(whoa, i thought this RP was dead, keep em coming though, Tehavenger, your not too late, dont worry.)
(XdbX, thanks man :thumbsup:)

The werewolf looked up at the sun. Argh, it still day time. I need to find him soon. the werewolf then looked again through the scope that was on the rooftop. looking through, he could see the vampire calling. i thought they had taken away his cellphone, no matter. the were wolf took the scope and walked away, knowing the vampire had not seen him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
the soldier looked up, the last thing he had heard was screams before being knocked out.
"ah, the human has awakened at last." the oracle said. the soldier got up.
"who are you, what do you want with me?"
"theres time for that later, but you need your rest." the oracle said, her eyes closed shut.
"as soldier of the fi..."
"i know who you are, Carl." the oracle said again. the soldier looked shocked.
"how did..."
"i know alot of things. many of which are events that have lead you here this day." the oracle said. she finally opened her eyes, they were deathly white. "and it will lead you out of here. But first, i need you to do something for me."
"will i be freed?"
"when the time comes, yes."

[Killervirus]

(Lol damn, I just realized I havn't even posted yet.)

[castlemanic]

(its almost midday, so post for it then)

[XdbX]

(Sorry teh. I would have okayed it sooner but i had to get out fire fox and did not save the tab. so i had to start from scratch again.)

I was at my last number. I Dialed 234-567-7693 (no this is not a real number)
*Hi you have *End*
"dam voice messaging "

I looked out the window above my sink.
to the left about 5 ft away on the other building was a fire a escape below was a lot of wood boxes and the fire escape to my building laid out on the ground. the drop was about 40 ft. I went to the door again and opened it.
I don't know why i did this but this time there was not cross. but their were 4 men in suits. one of them yelled the 2 of them turned let go of something they were moving away from the and then they pulled out some kind of gun that had a wood spike to it. one fired and it looked like the gun was powered by compacted air. it zoomed by me. the other one fired and his looked like it was power by gunpowder. I could see the cross and this is the part were i ran. i step back in to my home locked the door put any thing i could in front of the door and climbed up on top of the sink .
I tried jumping for the fire exit to my left but i fell short about 3 in.
Face down i fell on to the boxes. and something hit my chest it was pointly and it was wood.

(Okay so my guy is not that smart so he does not know he a vampire. can some one please PM me if they want to enter my part of the story.
werewolf might be okay. i have to like the bio or the post.)

[Klaykid]

(I hope I am not too late)

Goosebumps

Name: Logan Ellison
Age: 17 (human) 308 (werewolf)
Gender: Male
Race: Werewolf/pure blood
Appearance: Tall man around 6'0 in feet. Has a stripe goatee and no mustache. Grey eyes that appear silver and messy brown hair. Athletic body build. Clean shaven face other than his goatee. He wears black jeans with a blue T-shirt with a black bandanna tied on his head. Around his neck is a pair of headphones (http://www.geekologie.com/2007/08/03/skull-candy-headphone.jpg). In werewolf form he stands about 8'5 tall and has bigger fangs than normal werewolves his age. We resembles more wold around his head, but more human like around his chest and arms.
History: He was actually a child born in 1700's during the industrial revolution. When he turned 17, he was bitten by a werewolf and survived. As the werewolf's blood had circulated into Logan's body he became a werewolf. Forever trapped in an immortal body. Through the decades he was grown to hate humanity for their cruelty to wards other beings and even themselves.
Job: Student
Weapons: Anything his human form can get his hands on, in his werewolf form he usually uses his claws and pure strength. Sometimes he rips off anything that can be used as a blunt weapon.
__________________________________________________ _________________

Logan stared at the clock, anticipating it's movements, waiting for the day to end so he can go back to his lonely home and rest. Logan was a high schooler in his Junior year, he was also known to be a little depressing and strange. His anger would sometimes bring itself into the public and make a mess of things, yet no-one knew his identity as a werewolf.

He was a first generation werewolves, bitten by the first werewolf that ever existed. His strength was unusually stronger than most others, but this also meant that he would go insane upon any night, even in the full moon. His fascination with silver and the moonlight sometimes would get out of hand. He spends his time collecting silver objects and staring at the moon's light.

The bell rang that signaled the time of day for everyone to leave the school grounds. The end of the school day. Logan yawned and stood up from his desk, gathered his things, and casually walked out from the classroom. The humans seemed to stare at Logan even more today, why was this so? Logan was out-casted again, the humans began to mumble and whisper to their friends as they watched Logan stroll down the hall in a happy mood. But Logan didn't care as long as they don't bother him.

He jumped down from the stairs to the first floor and exited through from a double-door that sits beside the stairs. "Resignation is my virtue, like water I ebb and flow. Defeat is merely the addition of time to a sentence I never deserved...but you imposed". Logan swiftly turned around and in front of him stood his only friend, Katrina.

She was an average human, nothing too special about her but her poetry which seemed to always catch Logan's attention. Katrina was about 5'9 tall and had blond hair. Her smile seemed to shine bright and her soft pale skin was beautiful. Logan wasn't sure why he treasured her friendship, maybe it was because she resembled Logan's love from the 18th century. So you can say because of this, he has kept her safe from most of harms way.

"Hi Lo... oh my god"
"What?"
"You have blood over your mouth... are you alright?"
"What?"

Logan used his hand to wipe whatever it was from his mouth only to discover blood from last night. That was probably the reason why the humans were staring at him so vigorously. But why haven't anyone said anything to him? They were probably scared.

"Oh man, I don't have a clue why that was there..."
"I hope your feeling OK"
"So what was that just now?"
"I'm not so sure myself, during geometry I just thought it up"
"Your poems always have my attention"
"As long as I have a listener, I'm fine. Glad you are so into my words. Well I have to go, see ya tomorrow".

Katrina walked off to the parking lot leaving Logan alone for awhile. He stared at the sky, and felt great to be alive... sorta. But this feeling wont last, so Logan decided to make the most of it and decided to go hunting for his favorite drink. Human blood.

[XdbX]

(I hope I am not too late)

Goosebumps

Name: Logan Ellison
Age: 17 (human) 308
Gender: Male
Race: Werewolf/pure blood
Appearance: Tall man around 6'0 in feet. Has a stripe goatee and no mustache. Grey eyes that appear silver and messy brown hair. Athletic body build. Clean shaven face other than his goatee. He wears black jeans with a blue T-shirt with a black bandanna tied on his head. Around his neck is a pair of headphones (http://www.geekologie.com/2007/08/03/skull-candy-headphone.jpg). In werewolf form he stands about 8'5 tall and has bigger fangs than normal werewolves his age. We resembles more wold around his head, but more human like around his chest and arms.
History: He was actually a child born in 1700's during the industrial revolution. When he turned 17, he was bitten by a werewolf and survived. As the werewolf's blood had circulated into Logan's body he became a werewolf. Forever trapped in an immortal body. Through the decades he was grown to hate humanity for their cruelty to wards other beings and even themselves.
Job: Student
Weapons: Anything his human form can get his hands on, in his werewolf form he usually uses his claws and pure strength. Sometimes he rips off anything that can be used as a blunt weapon.

(Okayed by me. tip, state your human and werewolf age next time if your are going to state both of your ages. at first i thought )

[castlemanic]

(308? a bit old, i would think. XdbX okayed it though, so it stands. although Klaykid, just keep it at human age of 308, its really confusing when there are two ages at the same time with different age rates, thats why i tried to keep it simple.)
(also, Klaykid, please explain his fascination with silver, because werewolves weaknesses are silver, as i explained in the rules. I love how you made it in the present day highschool though, great job :thumbsup:)

Jesse looked at the man. "cooperate with what?"
"a plan." the man replied, keeping a stone like face.
"What do you want with us? " Ben asked.
"a little... assistance." the man said, grinning a little bit.
"Why Ben? hes only human, just leave him alone."
"Ah, but that only the more reason i need him. I need to get to someone."
"Someone? like who?"
"like the one that killed your parents." the man said.
"I can do my own research, i remember how the place smelled like."
"You mean..." Ben looked a little more scared now.
"Yes, what killed my parents turned me into this... thing."
"Now now, Hybrid, i need your cooperation. Are you going to help me?"
"Get out, NOW!" the hair on Jesse's arms started getting longer.
"So the Hybrid is getting angry now. I will see you later then. Ta ta for now." the man said before turning around and leaving. Jesse relaxed, slinking slowly to the floor, the hair on his arms returning to normal length.
"Jesse, I'm-"
"Its ok Ben, you didnt know." Jesse said, sitting upright.
"Do you think he'll come back?"
"Maybe. we need to get out of here, get your important things, we need to move." Jesse said.
"Alright, stay here, ill get my things."
"No, wait, he might be in the room, I'll come."
"Jesse..."
"No Ben, I'm coming, what if he's in the room as well?"
"Alright, let me help you up."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"I found him." The werewolf said, looking through the scope as he watched Ben pick up Jesse. The werewolf picked up his phone and dialed a number.
"Hello? Yes, its me. *pause* Yeah, I've found the Hybrid. What are my new orders?"

[Klaykid]

(Well I actually wanted to make my werewolf character a bit older so he was like 17 during the Salem witch trials. But I thought that I was going to be rejected if I did that. Just to clarify Logan is 308 years old(and usually it wouldn't matter because werewolves are immortal),but in his human appearance is 17. Because of his age he was a slight superiority complex and thats where his hate for humans originated from. If the sign-ups had a personality file then I could explain more. Sorry if this post seems assholish, it was not my intentions but I am glad I was accepted)

[castlemanic]

(you can add personality if you like, there arent any rules as to what you can add to the profile. and i see no assholish behavior, so your good on that part xD)
(you could have added appearance of 17 to make him seem that age, i thought you meant he was 17 in werewolf age, and his human age was 308. see how confusing it gets xD, lol, anyway, we understand now that he appears to be 17.)
(i agree with how the age doesnt really matter, and your right about that. anyway, post your part of the story now :P, lol)

[TehAvenger]

(Where are we in the story? I can't post due to not knowing what my part is in this RPG.)

[castlemanic]

(its all random at first, so your fine posting whatever, its midday though, so no over the top werewolf usage and no fullbreed vampires in the sun)

[AeonChain]

Goosebumps
Name: Agito Aeon
Age:14
Gender:male
Race: human/werewolf (inherited one werewolf parent one human parent)
Appearance:Leather jeans and a pure white straight jacket(clips at the ends of the sleeves to turn into a long sleeved shirt
History:In his clan not being as strong as normal werewolf's and without a wolf form he made up for it with training of martial arts he still retains strength of that greater than a human, But retains a higher speed being lighter than most. His transformation is a bit fragile compared to most other werewolves but his speed increased is somewhat of an alcoholic
Job: mercenary
Weapons:Bladed knuckle dusters
(forgot to post actions and did n`t want to double post sorry)#
The sun falling through the sky towards the sea of concrete below Agito`s feet, he lifted his bottle towards his face and drank as the mixture of alcohol slipped down his throat, he stood and started to walk, he was in the mood for a fight he head a local office building emit screams of terror and dismay, He smirked as he walked into the buildings reception, he did not care be it vampire or werewolf he was in the mood for a fight and would take all challengers, he climbed up the stairs as he reached the second floor doors. He walked through his eyes took in a number of sights as the vampire fed in the protection of the shadows his head turned towards him, Agito ran landing several punches to its body followed by a kick to the face weakened he grabbed the vampires arm as he stumbled and swung the vampire out of the windows into the open sunlight a piercing scream surged the area as Agito sat down on office chair taking another swig of his drink

[castlemanic]

(no sun setting, only me or XdbX can do that, since were game mods)

[AeonChain]

( i only ment that he watched it moving through the sky sorry for the misunderstanding)

[castlemanic]

(its alright, no worries dudes)
(cant proceed with story stuff, XdbX will take over for now)

[XdbX]

Goosebumps
Name: Agito Aeon
Age:14
Gender:male
Race: human/werewolf (inherited one werewolf parent one human parent)
Appearance:Leather jeans and a pure white straight jacket(clips at the ends of the sleeves to turn into a long sleeved shirt
History:In his clan not being as strong as normal werewolf's and without a wolf form he made up for it with training of martial arts he still retains strength of that greater than a human, But retains a higher speed being lighter than most. His transformation is a bit fragile compared to most other werewolves but his speed increased is somewhat of an alcoholic
Job: mercenary
Weapons:Bladed knuckle dusters
(forgot to post actions and did n`t want to double post sorry)#
The sun falling through the sky towards the sea of concrete below Agito`s feet, he lifted his bottle towards his face and drank as the mixture of alcohol slipped down his throat, he stood and started to walk, he was in the mood for a fight he head a local office building emit screams of terror and dismay, He smirked as he walked into the buildings reception, he did not care be it vampire or werewolf he was in the mood for a fight and would take all challengers, he climbed up the stairs as he reached the second floor doors. He walked through his eyes took in a number of sights as the vampire fed in the protection of the shadows his head turned towards him, Agito ran landing several punches to its body followed by a kick to the face weakened he grabbed the vampires arm as he stumbled and swung the vampire out of the windows into the open sunlight a piercing scream surged the area as Agito sat down on office chair taking another swig of his drink

(Sorry but the app failed... but it's still a good app.
CM has told you everthing that has failed that i can think of.
Because your half werewolf you don't have the speed of one. the way you said it make us think that he does. you need to tell us if it human or werewolf and the sun set thing.)

[castlemanic]

(XdbX, i okayed it, he PMed me first, i allowed the speed but hes supposed to turn down the strength.)
(and hes a halfbreed werewolf btw, Chan, please change that bit though)

[XdbX]

(Your werewolf/ vampire god has spoken... how come CM gets all the cool titles.)

I was cold. no not cold.
I was me. I had been hiding behind the in the idea of a body. but i was not human. i did not know what i was.
taring out the wood shared i looked down to see that if it had been 2 inch to the right i would be dead.

I walk to the streat not know what i was or who i was any more.

[castlemanic]

(cool titles? lol, and arent you a halfbreed vampire?)

[Klaykid]

(Well, in some urban folklore werewolves would often collect silver items. Why? I'm not so sure. Maybe they are like raccoons, attracted to shiny objects.)

Logan smelled the blood of a virgin, his favorite besides baby's blood. Of course any beast of burden who devoured humans' blood would agree with him. It's just that, it smelled so good. This smell was quite vexing but it couldn't be avoided. Logan followed the trail that led to the park.

On a bench sat a lonely girl. She was apparently reciting poems of some sort. "Silence fills the empty grave, now that I have gone. But my mind is not at rest, for questions linger on". Logan began to transform at will. He was in horrific pain as his muscles contracted and grew. His teeth became more longer and sharper, he began to lose his mind. "Blood fresh BLOOD!" he though.

Slowly, in the empty park he crept upon his victim. They were both surrounded by trees, and the park was empty. A quick meal and he was don.e No witnesses, no capture. He looked down and realized that it was Katrina. Logan regained part of his ind and quickly jumped away as soon as she looked behind her.

Logan was terrified of what he could have done. "She smelled so good.... but she's my friend, my only friend, my dearest friend". Logan turned back to his human form and left straight for home. His clothes were ripped apart except for his pants, even though he was running half-naked, he didn't care really.

[castlemanic]

(nice twist, love your style of writing)
(and i never heard those folklore tales of werewolves collecting silver. If anyone else wishes to use it, they may do so)

[XdbX]

(Hey ever one. news flash.
I have some vampire werewolf and half being pics that i am editing to become avi's. I will give you one with your name on it if i can do it with skill.
I pic what avi you get.

. CM does not ever know i have them... wait. that if he was lazy and does not read my post. ya i am making fun of your werewolf/vampire god

EDIT. okay i spoke to soon. I want to try these out first before giving them out. only one avi of each pic will be made.
also i get to pic who gets what avi. CM has one. I have one.
and i will be making klaykid one. I have vampire. CM has half race. and klaykid will have a werewolf because that what's left and he ask so nicely.
if some one gives me pics that have to do with the races in the RP i will make them a avi if i can out of it.)

[Klaykid]

Logan ran passed the front door, slamming it upon his arrival inside his darkened house. The house was a small building with only one floor. It could support two people, but Logan preferred to stay alone rather than live in a pack. The house's walls were coloured dark grey, the furniture was a mix of different colours and materials from leather to wool. No pictures hanging from the walls, but a single framed letter hung in Logan's room. It was his first love letter from the 1700's. The value of the letter was very high, enough to make a homeless man into an aristocrat.

Logan sat in his room, thinking over his past actions. "H-How could I? She is very dear to me" he thought. Logan looked around his room. The walls were dull in colour, his bead was very plain and simple, the dresser had one broken drawer. But on the top of it was a chest with silver linings. The chest was open and inside was many items of high value. All were made from pure silver. These items were from the 1700's. Why Logan kept these items was an enigma. He could be rich, the richest person in the world for ten years. Yet he stayed in this dump of a house.

Logan looked in the mirror and saw himself. "Her blood smells GOOD! Have a taste, just a little."

"And have her share my curse? No!"
"What do you care?"
"Well... I don't know. She is the only human who accepted me..."
"Aw, how cute"
"Shut up!"
"She is just a human, I swear to you that she will soon lose her humanity"
"She will NOT die!"

Logan was in his werewolf form standing at his mirror. His instincts were taking over his mind yet again, and he lost his humanity for a second. Logan turned back to his human form and fell back into his bed. "I got to get some rest" and he slept for the rest of the day.

[castlemanic]

The oracles eyes flew open. "DAMIEN!" she cried. A man walked through the door.
"What is it?"
"there has been a change of events, the flow of time has been disturbed!"
"what makes you say that?" the oracle stood up, her head down. She looked up, a tear of blood came down from her deathly white eyes.
"He is coming!" The man nearly fainted.
"Should i su..."
"theres no time, send your fastest runner to the park, there is a virgin there. Save her!" Damien fled the room in a hurry, the oracle closed her eyes and opened them again, her eyes returning to normal. She then proceeded to wipe the blood off her eye.
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Katrina looked up, she saw a man standing there. "Yes, how may i help you?" she said as she closed the notebook she had open.
"I need you to come with me, quickly." Katrina got up quickly.
"Im sorry, but i have to go, its getting late."
"The suns still up high, and you looked like you have all day when i came." Katrina looked like she was about to scream.
"Dont worry, Ill take very good care of you." the man said, grinning. Katrina tried to run, but the man grabbed her with amazing strength, throwing her ontop of his shoulder.
"LET ME GO!"
"Not till you are where we need you."
"Where you..." she didnt finish the sentence as the man started running with great speed, Katrina couldnt breathe because he was moving so fast. She soon passed out, not knowing where her captor took her.
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"2nd and 30th please." Ben said, Jesse was lying down in the back of the taxi, beat because of the events that were unfolding.
"Where are we going Ben?"
"The hell away from here." Ben said, getting in the taxi after loading the trunk.
"Alright." The driver looked confused, but he drove off anyway.
"You think were gonna be safe?"
"As long as nobody sees you, were fine." Jesse layed low in the taxi, Ben turned to the driver. "Is there any way you can go faster?"
"Not on these roads, these are some of the busiest streets in New York." the driver said, Ben cursed his bad luck.

[K.T.O_o]

Name: Vira Shale
Age: 129(looks 18)
Gender: Female
Race: Pure Blood Vampire
History: Vira is an odd vampire. She fights against her nature and drinks animal blood instead of human blood. A bit of a loner, she can be found in an abondoned apartment in New York, instead of underground. She knows all the back alleys by heart and is fair, but has a wild temper. Her motto is "If I have to fight then I will, but if it doesn't concern me, leave me out of it."
Job: Theif/ Assassin (if in dire need of money)
Weapons: Teeth and her two AK-47's

[castlemanic]

(the AK47s seem out of place for me, ill let XdbX decide though)

[XdbX]

(The only way I would okay 2 Ak47 is if he because my page... it mean's i give him the work like PMing ever and telling them to post when i am being lazy...
ya i am like that... I am some what joking here.)

[AeonChain]

Agito lay back deep in thought, he licked the blood of his knuckle dusters "this is pathetic" he thought looking at disgust at himself for having to use such tools, taking them off he put them on the office desk and walked out into the sunlight, "now the real battle begins" he said talking to himself, he walked down through the abandoned streets as rust gathered on the once elegant car`s, drinking he left the area heading for the forests.

[Klaykid]

(Just a note so that you wont kick me from the RPG, my character wont return until night. He's sleeping.)

[castlemanic]

(you did mention it in your post, night should be coming, ill give you guys a few more posts.)

[AeonChain]

Agito broke into a run as he left the city, signs of set backs launched themselves at him from the scream from an office block he had just passed, "vampires, getting cockier by the minute" Agito had seen more and more attacks at sunlight recently he ran past the office shirking off the scream`s.
(sorry if my vampire comment makes it seem like im trying to GM didnt mean it too)

[XdbX]

(Just a note so that you wont kick me from the RPG, my character wont return until night. He's sleeping.)
(Your cool... plus i would not want you giving out my avi XD)

[castlemanic]

Agito broke into a run as he left the city, signs of set backs launched themselves at him from the scream from an office block he had just passed, "vampires, getting cockier by the minute" Agito had seen more and more attacks at sunlight recently he ran past the office shirking off the scream`s.
(sorry if my vampire comment makes it seem like im trying to GM didnt mean it too)

(Your character is 14 years old. Please explain how he would be able to come to a conclusion that is as mature and understanding of characteristics as that. Otherwise edit the post. Btw your post isn't God Modding as long as its an opinion, which it is in this case.)
(Woot, i actually have time to post today.)

"He's in public, I cant get to him. Your friend has done nothing but delay the inevitable." the cloaked man who entered the house earlier that day. Standing up, he turned around and walked away, making sure noone saw him ontop of the roof.
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"Do you think we lost him?" Jesse asked Ben.
"I'm not sure, he can probably track us down, we're fine for now though." Ben said hopefully. Jesse laid his head back, with each passing second he seemed to regain his strength. What am I turning into? Jesse thought to himself, almost disgusted with what he's turning into. He then fell asleep in the cab.

(Alright, posts leading on from here should lead onto night.)

[K.T.O_o]

(Ok. No guns. Instead she wields a double-bladed ax that is almost as big as herself.)

Vira sat in the musty apartment, listening to the eerie silence of the abandoned neighborhood. Her thirst was growing and night was coming. She would have to hunt soon. She ran her fingers through her short black hair and pushed herself off the floor. She looked out the window and wondered idly what creatures would be lurking about tonight. She had scented a hybrid in the area, so she would have to be careful. She glanced at the small pile of coins on the floor where she had been sitting. It was almost completely gone. She would have to find work to. She turned back towards the window and watched the silent skies.

[TorqueArcher]

(Whoa, I have to skip my next post to the current time now. Woot, I'm Back. I'm going to start refering to knight as "I" from no on.)

I was still sitting in the small forest glade with the strange man who convinced me that he was my uncle. I was shocked, when I asked him for proof and he said, "One cannot ever truely be a monster if they live freely with no regrets." Darun used to say that enough that I started calling it his motto. After that he told me his name was Farran Strongfang, and ancient werewolf name. I noticed that he was wearing a silver ring and asked asked if he was a werewolf too, like Darun, and he said, "Yes, our parents were werewolves too." "Then why do you wear a silver ring?" I asked and he relied strangely with, "Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer."

(I'll get to more later.)

[Andrehydra]

(andrehydra, i will allow for one more post for the night, please move your story on to the morning or i will do so for you)



(Got that, I'll try to.)

Jack fell asleep a few minutes after he searched the crypt, maybe the strong smell of death got him to sleep.

Then, he was awoken by the sound of footsteps near him, he hid in the nearby pile of bodies, then he took a brief glimpse of the hole he fell into, he saw light, enough to lighten the area around him.

"Damn, they found me!" he thought to himself.

Fortunately, he was not.The sound of footsteps stopped, then he could hear a voice, he tried his best to listen.

"But master, I swear the human was here!" a vampire shouted, his voice familiar to Jack.

"It's him, that Vamipre last night..." he thought to himself again.

"Search for him, he must still be here, if you fail me again Morgan, you will be like the countless people who die in the hands of our race." said the vampire who seems to be their leader.

"Oh shit, I forgot!" he thought to himself again, at this time talking would get him killed.He remembered to return to the base of the "Slayers", the group that contained in its ranks, the only friends he has, except for some people outside the organization.

He got out of the pile of butchered bodies, and searched for the exit, not knowing the traps that the crypt lays.

[castlemanic]

(Lol, nice to have you back Andre and Torque, i thought i scared you off with that post :P)
(and lets assume that your posts are in the afternoon, keeps things simpler that way)

[K.T.O_o]

Vira moved silently through the alley. Twice she had to steer clear of her normal alley hunting grounds to avoid human contact. The smell of human blood was intoxicating, but Vira was bound by the promise she had made almost 100 years ago. Her jaw burned with the effort to keep her mouth clamped and not expose her fangs. She was just having no luck at a meal.
'Maybe if I hunt in the forrest outside the city.' she thought to herself.
She ran swiftly towards the outskirts of town and upon reaching the edge of the vast forrest she scented a mountain lion. Without a second thought, she turned towards the smell and became the predator.

[castlemanic]

(no darkening sky, the suns a bit high in the sky for that)
(plus thats god modding, avoid it)

[K.T.O_o]

Fixed it.

[TorqueArcher]

(I thought you were just talking to Andreha.And that this thread had died.)

I was thinking about what Farran had said when he suddenly told me, "Well, it's time for me to leave. I have a family to attend to and I don't know what they would think of you, Knight." "Why would they have any reason to mistrust me?" I asked. "They are werewolves too, and they don't trust hybrids at all. I could ask if they want to meet you, but i don't think they'll come." He replied and then, he left.

(Woot. Knight isn't trusted.)

[XdbX]

(K.T.O_o (http://forums.deletionquality.net/member.php?u=1697) if you need help just PM me. even if you want to know the time of day or how to chew gum.)

[castlemanic]

(i was just talking to andre, but as soon as i posted that, noone posted for two days, lol)

[Mr McNutty]

The character sheet:

Name: Billy Reardon
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Race: White
Appearance: wearing a long red jacket (like in devil may cry 3)
History: 1993 billy was born 1995 said first word 2002 first became devil form 2008 became a devil hunter killing minions against my brother
Job: basically slayer but evil devil hunter
Weapons: hand gun (x2), Sowrd, 2 great swords of elements (wind + Fire),guitar that shoots bats and is also a sicle, ice nunchucks, Fighting fists and boots of a strong steel and iron steel spikes, shotgun, and a powerful sniper rifle.

[Killervirus]

Weapons: hand gun (x2), Sowrd, 2 great swords of elements (wind + Fire),guitar that shoots bats and is also a sicle, ice nunchucks, Fighting fists and boots of a strong steel and iron steel spikes, shotgun, and a powerful sniper rifle.
(Great swords of the Elements? Sicle-guitar that shoots bats !?! Ice nunchucks? Steel boots with steel spikes? And a shotgun, sniper rifle, sword and two handguns?

What the f'uck? How can a NORMAL person get all of that? It doesn't exists! It's not possible! It's not realistic! And what's this sh'it about you being a devil, and a devil hunter? God, do you even read the first post?)

[XdbX]

(Great swords of the Elements? Sicle-guitar that shoots bats !?! Ice nunchucks? Steel boots with steel spikes? And a shotgun, sniper rifle, sword and two handguns?

What the f'uck? How can a NORMAL person get all of that? It doesn't exists! It's not possible! It's not realistic! And what's this sh'it about you being a devil, and a devil hunter? God, do you even read the first post?)
(KV it's not your job to do this. now as i was saying Great swords of the elements wind and fire. sicle-guitar that shoots bats. sword and two handguns?

Are you insane... how does a normal person ger all of that when their teenager,)

[K.T.O_o]

(K.T.O_o (http://forums.deletionquality.net/member.php?u=1697) if you need help just PM me. even if you want to know the time of day or how to chew gum.)

ThnxxD This is what I get for being a newbie. Lack of knowledge.

[castlemanic]

The character sheet:

Name: Billy Reardon
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Race: White
Appearance: wearing a long red jacket (like in devil may cry 3)
History: 1993 billy was born 1995 said first word 2002 first became devil form 2008 became a devil hunter killing minions against my brother
Job: basically slayer but evil devil hunter
Weapons: hand gun (x2), Sowrd, 2 great swords of elements (wind + Fire),guitar that shoots bats and is also a sicle, ice nunchucks, Fighting fists and boots of a strong steel and iron steel spikes, shotgun, and a powerful sniper rifle.

(if you cant even read the first post, dont bother posting at all. Im sorry that... no screw it, im not sorry, just no, do not post here, i am banning you from this game unless you pull together an apology PM for both me and XdbX and actually bother to read the first post, along with a proper character sheet for approval by BOTH me and XdbX, if one of us or both of us say no, then you are perma banned from ever posting in this thread again, and im not joking.)
EDIT: (I just realised his character sheet was a make over of Dante in devil may cry three *facepalm*, wtf dude, no, just no)

[Hunter_Killer]

(just looking in... thinking about joining up. Best Vamp/Wolf RP ive seen in a long time.)

[Klaykid]

((I think by devil he means vampire. Oh and I think It might be night, so I'm posting. If it isn't I'll change it later.))

Brian awoke from his slumber, hungry as usual. He should have gotten something to eat later, but his meal was interrupted by something..... what was it?

Brian sat up in his bead, he only wore a pair of boxers. He began to rub his forehead trying to remember what happened last time. He saw himself in the park, then behind some girl. The girl was Katrina and he ran off. "Oh yeah" he said to himself. Brian left his apartment with only his boxers on, he was going to transform anyway, why waste another set of clothes.

It was rather chilly outside, Brian shivered in his boxers as he walked to an empty ally. His muscles began to contract and grow, his teeth became sharper and more stronger. His body grew hairier by the second. The pain was unbearable, but to keep it a secret he didn't scream one bit. He just kept the screams inside.

As soon as the pain left, Brian turned into his werewolf form. He lost his sanity during each transformation that wasn't induced by a full moon. So his wolf form was called Diama, when he regains his sanity he goes by the name Brian.

Diama searched through the black of night searching for a tasty meal. But he couldn't smell a virgin or a baby for miles. "CaN't Be PiCkY tOdAy, NeEd FoOd, HuMaN fLeSh" said Diama. A lone human female stood alone in the dark. Oh well... when your hungry, your hungry.

Diama ran straight for the female, and dragged her. She fought and kicked all her might, but a human is no match for a werewolf. He bit into her neck and ripped apart a chunk of flesh. Then he snapped her neck to keep from screaming. The blood tasted like all the other humans he had ate over these few hundred of years. Nothing too special, nothing to bad.

After the quick meal, he brought the remains into a nearby forest and dumped it. Diam crushed the bones to bits so at least any human would think it was a deer torn apart by a pack of wolves.

Diama climbed a wall and jumped upon a rooftop, he looked into he sky and howled.

[RMERRITT]

(Hey i joined when this was just starting but i havent posted in a long time can i get back into the story?)

[XdbX]

(For ever one. If your post was okayed by me or CM or as the case might be in the time ahead some other GM. and you do not post for some time your account will not be deleted. Their is no main rule saying that your accout in the RP will be deleted in any RP guide that i have read. so the only way of this happening is if we the GM {As of now castle manic and XdbX} make it in to a rule. if you don't know then ask... ya any ways look at the first post under rule/rules. if you need help finding it use Ctrl + F this will make a thing pop up. it lets you serche a page for words. now in the boxs type rule and you will find any word that starts has or ends with Rule. so you would fine Rules, Ruler, wacorule wacorulenoob. this should be for all web broserws but if not you will have to find it on your own. any ways I am updating the first post so if you want to ask me to add something then tell me. I will think about it, then i will send it to CM and he will veto it if it's juck... wow this reminds me of how the USA. it's as easy as it can be but it dam hard to under stand XD)

[K.T.O_o]

Vira stood silently in the small clearing by the empty carcass of her prey. Animal blood didn't quite satisfy the thirst, but it was better than nothing. She checked her clothes for blood stains and, finding none, sat down. Now that she had some blood in her system she most likely wouldn't need to hunt for at least a week, but she needed money. Nobody had hired her for any assisnation jobs lately so she might just have to steal something and sell it.
All of a sudden her nose picked up a smell that, to her at least, was the most disgusting smeel she could imagine. Wolf. She sprang into a tree and watched as a massive form loped out of the trees. She relaxed when she saw that it actually was a regular wolf.
'Even so,' she thought with a grimace,'they smell too much like werewolves for my tastes.'
So with a a quick turn she headed back for the city.

[RMERRITT]

Michael walked into his apartment and over to the nightstand by his bed where the answering machine was and pressed "play". "You have 1 new message, 1st message Hello this is Charles Bannon im with the slayers we have another contract for you meet us at the headquarters and we'll fill you in whene you get here. End of message, no more messages." Michael stood up and walked out the door locked it and proceeded down the stairs and to his car. As he entered his car several police patrol cars sped by with their sirens blaring. He started the car and began driving to the slayers base.

[Klaykid]

From a rooftop, Logan witnessed a female vampire devour an animal. Strange as usualy they prefer human's blood. He continued to watch as she entered back into the city. "A vampire! Haven't seen one in years. I don't remember what their blood tastes like, I must get her scent".

Logan jumped from the rooftop and followed the vampire for a little while. He wanted to be sure that she wouldn't be a threat to his life. The scent was stored in his mind so that if he ever smells it again, he'll know who it belongs to. After trailing the vampire for a little while, Logan ran off into the night.

[castlemanic]

"Did you save the girl?"
"She wasn't there, and whoever got her first left no scent, even though there was a sign of struggle, her book was on the floor." the man said, dropping the book.
"Dark times are ahead, unless we can find her." the Oracle said, looking up.
"There was a werewolf near there, did you sense it?"
"I felt a scent of it, but i couldnt get the direction."
"Follow the scent, only he can probably save the world now." the man looked a bit scared.
"But-"
"Even though he is a full breed, we need him to stop this from happening." the halfbreed looked at the oracle.
"There is no way out of this?"
"Let him follow you here, this sanctuary protects me from attack." the werewolf looked doubtful. "Theres no time to waste, by sundown tomorrow, it will begin." the halfbreed moved to the door. "Make sure noone sees you, only the werewolf at hand."
"Does he have a name."
"Logan." The werewolf turned and left.

[K.T.O_o]

Vira sped up. She had a vague sense of someone watching her and for some reason she couldn't get that stupid wolf smell out of her nostrils. She ducked around a corner and waited for something, ANYTHING, to pass by. Just to justify the feeling. Nothing.
'I must have been imagining things.' she tried to convince herself.'See. You can't feel anything anymore.'
Then why did she get the feeling that it wasn't over?

[castlemanic]

(ok, since everyones already posted it as night, its night, lol)

"We're here."
"What?" Jesse opened his eyes slowly, Ben kept on shoving at him.
"You were like asleep the whole time."
"I needed the rest- oh god." Jesse looked at the dark sky.
"What time is it?"
"A little after 7."
"Oh crap."
"What?" Ben looked confused, then came to a conclusion. "Your worried about her, aren't you." Jesse gave Ben the hardest stare he'd seen from him in his life.
"No you idiot. Its that... thing inside me." Ben looked a bit confused.
"Remember when I-"
"OH." Ben looked shocked.
"I have to go, before anyone gets hurt."
"Ok, look, tomorrow..."
"No, theres no tomorrow, I cant see you ever again, I dont want to hurt you."
"Jesse, you can fight it."
"No I cant, I wont be able to." Jesse looked at Ben.
"Look, I'll make some phone calls, Ill see whether or not..."
"No, dont, I wish i could stay with you, but i cant. Theres nothing you can do." Ben looked sad.
"Look after yourself, ok?"
"Ok, take care Ben."
"You too Jesse." Both men hugged each other before Jesse climbed out of the taxi, leaving Ben looking out the window. After a while, Jesse ran, he ran as fast as he could, running to the outskirts of the city. He needed to find a way of not hurting anyone.
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The halfbreed jumped between buildings, running after the scent of the fullbreed he smelled earlier. That oracle better be right about leading him back he thought to himself. Seeing the fullbreed, the man jumped down infront of the fullbreed, stopping it in its tracks.
"A friend of yours is in danger, you need to follow me to help her."

(Klaykid, its up to you whether to interrogate him to find out information or to follow him. You can even decide to kill him if you want.)

[Klaykid]

"What friend? Who are you taling about?... wait..." He immediatly knew who it was. How stupid of him not to realise that his only friend was the subject of this conversation. "I'll follow you" said Brian.

[RMERRITT]

Michael Pulled up in front of the slayer base and stepped out of his car. There were three men by the front entrance one was a man with a suitcase the others were Slayers. "Are you Bannon?"

"Yes, I take it you're here for the contract." replied Bannon.

"Yep."

"Well follow me to the transport and we'll get started."

Bannon and Michael walked over to an old Moving truck. One of the soldiers opened the door to it and stood aside to let Bannon and Michael by. Inside were 8 soldiers excluding Bannon, Michael and his 2 guards. Bannon opened his briefcase and handed a paper to each of the Soldiers.

"Ok your mission is simple." Said Bannon "There is a small vampire and werewolf hunting group coordinating its operations from the old church marked on the map i've handed each of you. Seven days ago we lost contact with them we believe the may have been killed. So here is where you come in i want you to move in eliminate all hostile vampire or werewolf threats. Assess the situation and search for survivors. Are we clear."

"Yeah lets get to it." Said Michael.

A Humvee pulled out in front of the truck and began to drive to the destination the truck followed. The Sargeant handed Michael a rifle and ammunition.

[K.T.O_o]

Vira folded her arms across her chest. This was annoying. Someone had slipped a letter filled with cash under her door as well as a note with a picture attached to it. Whoever had sent had been careful about hiding their scent. So whoever it was knew what she was. She ripped open the letter and read.

"I have a job for you. Assassinate this man and you'll never have to worry about material needs again."

And that was it. No name, no alias, no nothing. Just a picture and a huge wad of hundred dollar bills. Vira glanced sideways at the photo. A picture of a silver eyed guy with a pair of headphones around his neck. Nothing special. She flipped the photo over and a name was scrawled across the back in bold letters. "Logan." VIra frowned. Why did that name sound strange to her? She was positive she had heard that name before.
'Well.' Vira thought, looking at the stars.' Money is money. 'she glanced around the dusty apartment,' And frankly, I really need it.'

[castlemanic]

(that actually fits in with the plot really well, good job)

The werewolf had agreed. He had been surprised by its reaction, but it took no time to waste. Turning around it jumped to the top of the closest building, the werewolf came after it. They both started running across the building tops, avoiding wide alleys and keeping low to avoid getting attention. At one point they stopped at a building top, it had a flight of stairs down the side, walking down the steps, they both entered a room that was heavily scented with protective magics. All the windows had curtains covering them, and as soon as they entered, a full breed vampire closed the door to the stairs, covering the window with the curtain as well. A hybrid came up to them.
"This way." the hybrid led them on through the building until they came through a door. The hybrid stopped the halfbreed. "He must go alone." Nodding his head, he left the area while Logan went in.
Inside, an elderly woman sat.
"Welcome Logan, I have the answers you seek for your questions."
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"You did what?"
"I sent a letter to this vampire, promising her more money than she'll ever need in her life." The dark figure grinned to himself.
"That should remove another of our problems." He turned back to the Virgin that they had captured during the day.
"Are you sure shes pure?"
"Cant you smell it? Virgins lifeblood have healed immortals who havent drank blood in centuries, it will be more than enough."
"What if the vampire catches on."
The dark figure looked at the man.
"If she does her job, not even I will be able to stop him."

[Klaykid]

Logan approached the woman in a slight anger. "What happened to Katrina?! And how do you know who I am?"

[castlemanic]

She looked up at the werewolf. "I am the oracle, I can see all that is to happen, and the events that have and will lead up to them. I know more things than anyone can imagine." The werewolf looked confused.
"Your friend was captured by a group, hosting a very dangerous person. He is manipulative with words, and can easily take on an immortal such as yourself. You need to find this group and save your friend, but it will be no easy task. I will send along with you a hybrid and a vampire. You are not to conflict with them at all, conflict will disrupt the mission, and only you can save the girl, you have been around longer than any other being here." Logan looked questioningly at the Oracle.
"She is in main street. Her scent should be strong from the outside of the buildings." The Oracle said.

[K.T.O_o]

Vira lay on the empty floor of the kitchen in her apartment. She had been out for most of the night, but not a single scent. Nothing other than werewolf. And pretty damn close to where she had been hunting. Just as old too as her own scent had been. She shivered. Sure, being as old as she was she had actually killed her share of werewolves and hybrids, but just the thought of one being there without her knowledge? She shivered again. Sure, sometimes death was preferable to an endless existence of nothing, but Vira just had this feeling she had to perform some major purpose before she could even entertain the thought of dieing. A sharp twinge of pain broke her train of thought. Her fangs were burning and she knew she hadn't gotten enough blood that night.

'I don't really feel like going anywhere right now though.' she thought with a sigh. She coughed as she breathed in dust. 'DAMN! I really need to make this place a better area to live in.'

She choked off mid cough.Were those footsteps? In this building? She must be imagining things. No. There they were again! She hissed, a sound that would frighten any creature other than immortals. It was soooo..... Inhuman. Underneath her the floor boards creaked.

'I thought I gave the humans reason enough to avoid this place!' Vira thought exasperatedly.

She stopped. Something was off. Her eyes widened in surprise. There was no scent! She quickly punched a decent sized hole in the floor and slipped through. There, standing a few feet away was a cloaked man. A man with absolutely no scent whatsoever. The borrowed blood in her veins ran cold. She had heard of creatures like this. Creatures that even purebloods couldn't lay a hand on. The thing raised a hand, palm forward as if to calm her.

"I come not to harm you," It began in a voice that reminded her of a moan. "Only to deliver a message from your .... employer."

Vira crossed her arms. Even though she was scared stiff, she wasn't going to give this abomination that satisfication of knowing that. "I don't remember ever accepting the job." She stated as coldly as she dared.

"YOU have no choice." emotionless as it's voice was it pissed her off. It threw a shirt at her. "You assignment. This scent will lead you to your target. And I warn you, if the job is not completed before next full moon, the hunter will become the hunted."

It left without another glance back, leaving Vira more confused than when she had gotten that letter only a half hour before.

[castlemanic]

(It hasnt been an hour yet, a half hour max.)
(Besides, this plot needs to be finished before morning comes)

[RMERRITT]

Michael and the squad of slayers waited anxiously in their transport. They heard the order to get out of the truck and did so, Bannon started giving orders. "Ok you 5 set up a perimiter you other 5 are with Michael. I'll be giving you orders through the radios from the truck. Move out." Michael and the 5 slayers ran over to the door one of them kicked the door open and they all stormed in. It was pitch black inside the men all turned on their flashlights and took a quick look around. "Ok get over here." said Michael. "we've got to get the lights or well be sitting ducks for whatever decides to attack us, youre with me you 4 do a full sweep of this room. Ok?"

"Yessir."

Michael and the one soldier moved through theback with nothing but their flashlights to guide them. Michael found a door to the basement."Ok here it is." The soldier pulled the hatch open and slid down the old wooden ladder. "Ok now you, come on." The slayer said. Michael followed and looked around he shined his light around and found the fusebox. "Ok here it is lets go." He ran over and flicked a switch instantly lighting up the whole building. "Oh my god" the soldier said as he covered his nose and mouth with his hand. He was looking at the group of vampire and werewolf hunters sprawled and bloodied laying scattered around the room.

"Michael topside now!" The sargeant yelled through a radio. Michael ran over to the ladder and climbed up.

"What?" Michael said.

"We're getting out of here"

"Wait why?"

"look" The sargeant pulled out a PDA "Ok see here this is perimiter cam 1 now something moved in front of it one minute ago and now its offline."

"Ok lets go." Gunfire was heard from outside followed by a loud scream.

"Sh*t lets move." yelled the sargeant.They all ran outside and a large werewolf stood over Bannon's corpse. "open fire!" the soldiers fired at the werewolf and killed it easily. Then from behind another werewolf jumped and tackled a slayer sinking its claws into his chest and tearing him apart. Michael was the first to shoot firing half his clip into the werewolf, it fell backward with a loud thud as it hit the ground. "All clear, Perimiter guards respond." there was no response "theyre gone. lets go." The slayers jumped into the truck and began the drive back to HQ.

[Klaykid]

"For some reason, I can't get her scent. What about you?"

[Killervirus]

(Waiting for morning.)

[castlemanic]

(Klaykid, I was expecting you to say that you went along with the others to midtown)

Jesse ran, as far as he could, he kept on running, nothing would stop him running on this night.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He is fast for a hybrid. A werewolf thought to himself. Looking through the telescope again, he spied on the hybrid once more.
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"Hey what are you doing?!" The soldier cried out, still in the Oracles base.
"You need to hold still, the oracle demands it."
"What would happen if I sat in a normal position?"
"If your scent leaves the complex, we would be put in grave danger, yourself even more so." The soldier looked determined to leave, the vampire flashed her fangs at him. A man walked up to the vampire. "The oracle want you to go in with Frank."
"Why do I have to be left with that hybrid."
"Your the most powerful ones. Plus your the only ones with enough battle experience to help the werewolf finding the girl." the vampire gave a snarl.
"Ill get Katrina to look after him."
"You know she cant be trusted."
"I'll be watching, dont worry." the vampire snarled again before moving away, heading towards the room which the werewolf was in, meeting Frank along the way.

[K.T.O_o]

Vira stared at the shirt that was in her hands. There was no way she was sticking her nose near it. She could already smell the scent of werewolf and it made her head reel. She threw it on the ground as far from the hole in the roof as possible. She didn't want the smell leaking into her living space. She considered for a second going out to track down the smell, but decided to fix the hole first. Without a backwards glance she jumped from the fifth story window and ran down the empty street. If she crossed the smell while she was out then she would begin the hunt. But still. It was only if.

[XdbX]

(Sorry i am back. i need to look at old post or some what new. what ever you want to call them. and any ways i will not post for some time inless i think it's needed or if i am done reading your post that i will say are good... they are good right?)

[Lucky Joe]

(Well, I want to join,)
Goosebumps

Name: John McCarith

Age: 38

Gender: Male

Race:Human

Appearance:Blue Jump-Suit, Body Armor, boots, Brown Hair, Pale white skin, brown eyes, muscular. (Kinda like this, the squad looks like this too. http://www.nintendo.com.au/ngmcontent/Image/Ghost_Squad-chr.jpg)

History: John was born in 1970, he never really liked people, and vise versa people didn't like him. When he was 18 he joined the Army and only fought in Desert Storm and was going to resign, but due to Stop-Loss Policy he was not allowed to leave. In 2004, he was recruited by a Black-Op squad for his outstanding service. In early 2008, people started hearing about what thought to be 'Werewolves' around the area, it wasn't official until 10 people were mauled to death, a picture was taken during the mauling and it was revealed. Now ranking Sargent, he is in a squad to take down this new threat. 4 Squads, Alpha, Bravo, Charlie, and Dingo; Have been sent in the following places.
Alpha: Brooklyn
Bravo: Little Italy
Charlie: Hell's Kitchen
Dingo: New Jersey
John is in Alpha Company, he is a gunner, following with;
Larry Goodman, the Leader
Phil 'Slammer' Manson, another Gunner
Jack 'Riddler' Manson, the Support Gunner
Nick Hawkens, the Medic
And last, John McCarith
Job: Soldier in a Black-Op squad.
Weapons: MK-16 SCAR, Colt M1911, Small Switch Blade, 1 Stun Grenade, 1 Fragmentation Grenade, 1 Flash bang Grenade.

(I will make an opening post later...)

[XdbX]

(Joe i know we are friends and all but can you send me a PM for the last part of your porfile.




Alpha: Brooklyn
Bravo: Little Italy
Charlie: Hell's Kitchen
Dingo: New Jersey
John is in Alpha Company, he is a gunner, following with;
Larry Goodman, the Leader
Phil 'Slammer' Manson, another Gunner
Jack 'Riddler' Manson, the Support Gunner
Nick Hawkens, the Medic
And last, John McCarith
Job: Soldier in a Black-Op squad.


I think i get some of it but not all of it.)

[castlemanic]

(Joe is in a squad of 6 people, the other squads are all over the world, although i didnt get the hell's kitchen reference though, lol)
(dammit klaykid, where are you?)

[Andrehydra]

(Guys, you should wait for me while I think of something to post, is that ok castlemanic?)

[castlemanic]

(we gotta wait for klaykid anyway, so thats fine)

[Lucky Joe]

(I'll clear it up a bit, John is in a squad of 5, including himself. The other squads, Bravo, Charlie and Dingo, or in other parts of New York, except for Dingo, which is on the Cross-Way of New York and New Jersey. Larry Goodman, Phil Manson, Jack Manson, and Nick Hawkens are his Squad mates. Larry is the leader. Hope that clears it up, might as well make my first post.)

"Alright, listen up." Larry said, sitting in the Chinook Helicopter with his squad. "As you know, there have been some recent sightings of Werewolves. I think this is a load of crap, but we were sent in anyways. All of you are armed with the following, an MK-16 SCAR, Colt M1911, Small Switch Blade, 1 Stun Grenade, 1 Fragmentation Grenade, 1 Flash bang Grenade. Since werewolves do not like silver, we have been given silver bullets for all of our guns... and the switch blades you have been given are also silver. This entire operation is to be kept secret, no one knows about it besides us and the other squads. If you encounter any trouble at night time report to your squad immediately. Since we can not walk around in our uniforms in the day, we have been given a small little house in Brooklyn, were we can keep our guns and uniforms hidden. The house is located on 3245 Stinger Street. We are one of four squads. If you don't know already, we are Alpha Squad, Bravo, Charlie and Dingo are the others. Bravo is located in Little Italy, right off the Manhattan Bridge, Charlie is in Hells Kitchen, north of Little Italy, and finally, Dingo, which is in the New York-New Jersey border." Larry finished, he stood up and faced his soldiers. "We are close to the drop-off point.' he looked at the Pilot 'Stay high in the air, I don't want civilians seeing this Helicopter." Larry sat back down. "Why do we always have to be the ones to fight first?" Phil asked Larry, he didn't responded.

When they neared the drop-off point, Larry stood up and said "Alright, lets go!" He opened the door of the Chinook, grabbed a parachute and jumped, the rest of his Squad followed. Larry landed infront of the house, Phil and Nick landed on the roof, John landed in the backyard and Jack landed the neighbors pool. When Phil got off the roof he asked John "Hey, were is Jack?" John responded "He's taking a swim in the neighbors pool." Phil walked over to the fence and looked over it to see his brother was flopping around in the pool, with his parachute covering him. "Hey!" John yelled to Jack, "No time to mess around, get out!" Jack got out of the pool and hoped the fence. "Why do I always land in the bad spots?" He asked, trying to shake of some of the water on him. "Because you suck, lets go." Phil responded and walked into the house. "Whats wrong with him?" John asked Jack. "Eh, he's a jerk." John didn't respond and walked into the house, Nick was already off the roof and inside, and Larry and Phil were inside too.

(I will wait till morning for my next post...)

[Hunter_Killer]

goosebumps

Name: Brandon "Fang" Steelic

Age: 35? (real age unknown)

Gender: male

Race: werewolf elder

Appearance: Wild steel gray hair, rough face with two scars over the left eye. Brandon is almost 6' 2" and is strongly built. His eyes are a light blue with a cold and distent feel. Despite how young he appears, Brandon has a slight limp in his right leg and he carries a cane with him.

In wolf form he has the same steel grey hair, the two scars actually shrink to the size of two small holes. His eyes change from a cold blue to a fiery gold. His back right leg is lower then his left. His tail is short and is missing fur in some places.

History: Brandon's exact age is unknown but its rumored he was one of he origonal werewolves. His name and age change based on where he appears next. He has never had any real friends, only those he has chaged into a werewolf as well. His powers are stange and can even stop the trasformation in his victems... Instead he corrupts their minds to be his food when times get dire. He had only one love... many years ago... another were wolf with snow white fur... she was slain by a vampire with silver eyes. He has roamed through time searching for him to exact his revenge.

Job: Currently a Banker

Weapons: When he is in human form he can use his cane as a weapon.
The cain is carved from the bones on his former lover and has an inlaid gold design of a wolf's head on the handle with two ruby eyes. The cane conceals a dagger that is made from a part of his own leg, which had a needle of silver burried in it. How the silver got there is unknown but many of his "clients" believe it was left from a run in with the vampire.

In werewolf form he has werewolf powers plus a power he recieved after surviving an attack from the vampire.

[Klaykid]

(Oh sorry guys, I had set this thing to send me an email once someone replies. I'm not sure why I had not gotten anything. I'd never think I would have to say this in an RPG, but what now?)

[Hunter_Killer]

(i'll integrate my character tomarrow... gotta get some other things sorted..)

[XdbX]

(Oh sorry guys, I had set this thing to send me an email once someone replies. I'm not sure why I had not gotten anything. I'd never think I would have to say this in an RPG, but what now?)
(I have it to... it seems like their was a update to it so that might be why...
any ways glad to see you.

now for hunter...
I have to turn down your app because of god moding.
PURE'S DIE REALLY EASILY FROM THE
THERE WEEKNESS!!!

Come on... Silver... if he had silver in his leg he would be dead.
Silver kills pure's the second it hits them from what i know.
unlike Werewolfs who just can't heal as fast.
also you do not get the power to stop the transformation of other werewolf or what looks like to be second sense powers (basically psi powers and the like)

Plus Werewolfs are not shap shifters... Well they are in a way but they can only change in to a wolf. So you can not change your human looks.

Sorry I am being harsh. But you can't have him...


Now there is a way to get this app okayed.
If you send me or CM a PM ask for this to become a new race.


This means that you have to come up a name for your race like "The first werewolfs/vampire."
You also have to edit it so it's not god modding.
CM or I have to okay it. (If i okay it i send it to CM to be okay by him. if CM okays it it's all you need in less CM want me to okay it)
Tip i will not Okay this app with out you editing it.
)

[Hunter_Killer]

(hmmm of all the small patches of text i missed...

alright ill take the silver out of the bone blade.... its a vampire's fang now....)

[Klaykid]

((From what I know, silver doesn't kill werewolves instantly. Once it hits their bodies, it reduces their heal time making it slower than a humans'. It also causes them great amounts of pain. Soon the werewolf dies a slow and painful death if the silver isn't removed. Of course this is your RPG, so I don't know how you want it.)

[XdbX]

(klay thanks for helping but hunt and i are okay now...
but looking at your post i must tell you that 2 things are mess up here


Pure blood: vampires and werewolves are essentially immortal due to heightened healing abilities and near unbreakable bone structures. Only their designated weakness can fully destroy them, while any other traditional means can only weaken or neutralize them, at best.

he was asking to be a pure.
and it's CM RP.)

[Hunter_Killer]

(fixing this im making a new class and looking at all the angles... their called Werewolf/Vampire elders.... essentially pure bloods but due to their long lives they've further developed beyond what most purebloods have now... stuck on balancing weaknesses right now... when im done ill PM it to you db and then CM.)

[XdbX]

(heres what we got.. thanks hunt
These werewolves have somehow lasted since the beginning. They usually travel in pairs, one male and one female and have similar features. They have developed a tollerace to their weakness, while it still can kill them, they dont die as quickly as normal purebloods. Also unlike normal purbloods, they have the power to choose what their victem becomes. The victem can either become another werewolf, or, in cases where food is scarce or difficult to gain due to any given reason, a follower. Followers no longer retain any sentience to their old lives, they only live to obey their elder and give him a food source when he needs.

Werewolf elders are extremely scarce in current times, only a few have ever been seen. While their resistence to silver is greater, they have a weakness that other werewolves dont hold. Elders actually have a weakness for platinum that regular pure bloods do not. This weakness has the same crippling effects as silver, if not faster in elders. Also, vampires can actually see their aura in human form.

On nights with the full moon the can perform a Bone Ritual. Where they sacrifice their were form in order to sculpt with the bone of another pureblood, elder or otherwise.

The most distinguishing fact is their fur/hair color and eye color. Elder werewolves usuall have steel, pure white or pure black fur. In human form they have the lightest shades of eye color, while in wolf form its a fiery shade of gold.

Elders have the knowledge to blend in with any race humans they live amoung. Only their kin and the Vampire Elders know of their exhistence.
their can only be one of these guy as a time until a GM says other wise and CM sort of has to say okay to this... but i okayed it for hunt.
that means right now only he can have. and if he does not want it we have to wait for CM to okay for it to be added to the front page.)

[Hunter_Killer]

(put the silver reference back in unless its changed otherwise)

[XdbX]

(Nope go ahead.)

[Hunter_Killer]

(Ok ... now with this settled i guess my character will see you all tomarrow...)

[K.T.O_o]

(I'm kinda at a loss now. I've nothing to reply to and even if I did, I'm kinda stuck for ideas. Any help guys??? PM me if you have an idea:idea: for me. THNKS.)
((Also, What is a pure blood vamp's weakness?? Sunlight??)):skep:

[XdbX]

(their the same as vampires. holy water, decapitation, sunlight and stabbing them in the heart. They have a distain for Crosses and priests and prefer not to approach either. Garlic and lack of human blood will weaken them)

[K.T.O_o]

(Well then I'd say that Vira has been pretty damn weak for a while now. She may just have to go back to a diet of human blood. -_-)

[XdbX]

(Your good... I have seen the show angle)

[Hunter_Killer]

(Here we go...)

Brandon looked around the abandoned apartment... they were close.
Two door squeaked open far away, his sensitive wolf ears picking them out clearly. He ignored the sound and waited. Two forms staggered from the door, down the hall way, from where he watched. They were almost in a trance... oblivious to the large steel gray wolf in the ruined hall way.

The stumbled over themselves and stopped a few yards away from him. "M-m-master... w-we are he-he-here to s-s-s-serve y-you..." The voice was weak and monotonous. The speaker, like his partner, were a gray like skin color, their hair was falling from their heads, and their eyes were glazed over. No color but swirling pools of of milky clouds. "....y-you are h-h-hungery.... u-u-u-use u-us for a m-m-meal to-to-to hold yo-you over till you c-c-ca-can h-hun-hunt again-n-n-n..."

Brandon remain where he was, giving no indication he heard. He raised his head slightly. One of the two clutched his head and fell to his knees, whispering a scream, "No! t-t-the v-voices... p-please n-not the v-voices. P-please accept my a-ap-ap-appology... I didn'y kn-know it was h-h-him!" Brandon turned away and the one who remained standing followed. Leaving the screaming figure writhing on the floor in the darkness.

Brandon moved from location to location, to every place where his followers hid. He weeded out the ones that were still faithful and left the creatures of the night. Soon his origonal surplus of 50 followers was narrowed down to 16. He lead them to another abandoned building... a warehouse. Once inside he guided their puppet-like bodies to different holding areas within the building. When he finished, he selected two of them as the meal of the night. He devoured one arm from each and various pieces he felt they could live without.

When he was full, he sent them away and left. He wandered through the streets and alley ways.. hunting down the occational vampire foolish enough to inspect what he was. He continued his search. He knew the Vampire elder was in this city.... he could feel its presence. He sence another one but its aura wasn't tainted with the blood of his lover.

He raced after the scent, always gaining ground before he escaped. Throughout time he chased him, it was nearing the aniversery of another year. As far as he knew, he was the last elder of all time. The kin of their beginning still roamed the lands, but he was unlike them. They were merely children in the long game of life. Never knowing fully what it is to be a werewolf... never seeing the full power that lives with in them. And why should they?

They were not like him, no matter how pure the blood, they were always dirty. He was the real pure blood of his race, and they have grown so fogged over time that they forget what he is. Only the Vampires and their elders remember what he is. And this saddened him.

He thought of Selenia and the night she was taken from him. He remembered that full moon night, and hated it. They had been attacked in a shameful surprise attack. He watched in wolf form as she died, whimpering by his side. Before the full moon reached his peak, he used his powers to complete a bone ritual and carved a staff from her bones. He also made a dagger made from his own bone, whice had a needle of silver imbedded with it.

He swore to hunt down the vampire elder for the rest of time, till eternity consumed them both.

Brandon howled into the night air in sorrow before continuing on. Hunting for his prey, searching for revenge...

[castlemanic]

(you had better give a good explenation for these followers otherwise your going to have to edit your post.)
(Going onto klay kids explenation for silver, it will slow down their healing time. It wont instantly kill them, but if the silver remains for over two minutes, then the werewolf dies.)
(Ill carry on for klaykid for now to get you to start going to where you need to go, describe the journey there as you will.)

The hybrid and vampire entered the room. The oracle looked up, "They will accompany you in your mission to save the girl. If you cannot save her, then the only way to stop the abyss from coming is by defeating the creature that arises." The werewolf looked at the oracle.
"Tell me where I need to go."
"Midtown, the vampire knows the location, so she will lead the way to the area where they should be, I cannot tell you where it is, I only know its in midtown, you have been alive longer then anyone in here, only you can defeat the enemies there." The werewolf nodded, then left alongside the vampire and the hybrid. The oracle looked up again, "Get me the soldier, I have a task for him..."

[K.T.O_o]

(Your good... I have seen the show angle)

???????????:sosp:

[XdbX]

(it's about a vampire that has been cursed with a soul and basically he drinks pigs blood.)

[K.T.O_o]

(you had better give a good explenation for these followers otherwise your going to have to edit your post.)
(Going onto klay kids explenation for silver, it will slow down their healing time. It wont instantly kill them, but if the silver remains for over two minutes, then the werewolf dies.)
(Ill carry on for klaykid for now to get you to start going to where you need to go, describe the journey there as you will.)

The hybrid and vampire entered the room. The oracle looked up, "They will accompany you in your mission to save the girl. If you cannot save her, then the only way to stop the abyss from coming is by defeating the creature that arises." The werewolf looked at the oracle.
"Tell me where I need to go."
"Midtown, the vampire knows the location, so she will lead the way to the area where they should be, I cannot tell you where it is, I only know its in midtown, you have been alive longer then anyone in here, only you can defeat the enemies there." The werewolf nodded, then left alongside the vampire and the hybrid. The oracle looked up again, "Get me the soldier, I have a task for him..."

Who is the vampire? I am confused........

[K.T.O_o]

(it's about a vampire that has been cursed with a soul and basically he drinks pigs blood.)

Ohkay...... never seen it. i've read Twilight and that's where my idea came from, but never seen what ur talkin 'bout.

[castlemanic]

(There are other vampires, KTO, lol, this one works for the oracle, your a different one.)
(Also, please use breackets)

[Hunter_Killer]

(I could PM the details to you since i PMed xdbx the info on the characters already... it gives a small explanation:

Basically they are like puppets. They are sort of like mindless worshippers... only they are linked to their master's lower concious. They are mostly used as an alternate food source in places or times when the werewolf elder cannot hunt for food as freely.

While they are mindless and their master is away, it is possible for vampires to corrupt them. If the master discovers corruption he severs his link and they go mad... eventually killing themselves.)

Brandon's hunt was slowly taking him to the area around midtown, but he never entered. Even from its outskirts he could sense the vampires that lurked within that space. Brando followed an old path around, which switched from alley ways to roof tops occationally. On the way he spotted a homeless man asleep against a wall up ahead.

He approached slowly, sniffing out his presence, once he has an arms reach away he howlled and bit the man in the leg. The wan was awoken by the howl and before he could react Brandon had bitten him. The man flailed in desperation, trying to get the wolf off of him. Slowly a solitary voice took over his mind. He forgot who he was and what he was doing, he only kney the master. To serve the master and go where he demands... to be his nurishment in times he could not hunt.

Brandon stepped back and the follower arose. Its eyes slowly becoming pure white and skin rappidly degenerating. sections of hair began to fall from its head. "M-m-master? w-what sh-sh-shall i d-do master-r?" Brandon willed him to stay a few yards ahead of him, should there be any vampires lurking in the shadows.

The follower turned around and limped forwards, looking alost human. Brandon waited for a few minutes before stalking closly behind.... the hunt ressumed.

[Klaykid]

Logan and the vampire headed to wards midtown. Logan was a bit new to the city itself, so his sense of direction was quite poor. "Is there anything I am supposed to be seeing?" asked Logan. He had an odd feeling that someone was targeting him, and he could shake the feeling of impending doom.

[K.T.O_o]

Vira walked slowly, not minding the human charade she had to assume on the slightly busy street. Although it was becoming more and more difficult to resist the smell of human blood. Every time somebody bumped against her, she flinched and pulled her ballcap lower over face. Her fangs pulsated umcomfortably with excess venom.
'If this keeps up, I'll have to abandon my search.' She thought, giving a fat man a wide birth. Her nose recoiled from the moldy scent coming off his clothes, clearing her head slightly.
She pushed farther down the street of midtown, and a slightly familiar scent caught her nose. Her eyes opened wide as she dashed down an alley and hid around the corner. Seconds later, a vampire, with her target following her of all things, passed by. She considered attacking, but settled for following them. She walked steadily behind a group of tourists, her sharp eyes keeping the werewolf and vampire in sight. Not long now. She shivered as an image of the nameless creature that had visited earlier that night passed through her mind. She walked a little bit faster.

[Hunter_Killer]

Within midtown, Brandon could sense multiple vampires and... a werewolf. He pushed that strange presense from his mind and followed the bait. He approached the half way point of the route around and he concentrated more on the alley ways and corners.

The small link with the follower waivered. He looked ahead and saw a vampire trying to draw it away into one of the side alleys. He stalked quietly in the shadows and moved in closer. The vampire was putting the follower in a trance, bending closer and closer to its neck. Brandon turned the corner and growled, alerting the vampire to him. It turned and hissed, half-sliding across the ground to attack. Brandon lashed out a single claw and side swiped the vampire. The blow spun it around and before it could move he pinned it against the wall.

The vampire hissed at him and tried to break free by bitting at him. He snarled and closed his jaws inches from its face. The vampirelooked into his golden eyes and Brandon saw its silver eyes staring back. In anger he swiped down with another paw and cut its chest open. The vampire gave a coughing laugh and colapsed to the floor. Is it did, its features seemed almost to melt away until a luminous white skinned acrolyte, whos pure white eyes gleamed in the starlight, lay on the ground.

Brandon sensed danger and retracted himself from the follower and sprinted back the way he came. He rushed away as the follower began to scream in agony as the voices began to whisper their maddening thoughts into its head. Brandon no longer worried about being seen.... He had to get as far from midtown as possible. Even as he fled, he sensed the movement of multiple vampires stirring awake and begin to move.

Fang took controle from Brandon and new strength came to him. He bolted down the alley ways and into the night. Behind Fang, the vampires began to act on his aura.

[castlemanic]

(I could PM the details to you since i PMed xdbx the info on the characters already... it gives a small explanation:

Basically they are like puppets. They are sort of like mindless worshippers... only they are linked to their master's lower concious. They are mostly used as an alternate food source in places or times when the werewolf elder cannot hunt for food as freely.

While they are mindless and their master is away, it is possible for vampires to corrupt them. If the master discovers corruption he severs his link and they go mad... eventually killing themselves.)

(no, it doesnt work like that, you cant make a claim, and then post twice without authorisation, and i dont like your explanation, i can give a better one.

There is a cult of worshippers who bow down to a werewolf elder, as there are few werewolf elders. Because of this, sacrifices are given daily, and they all obey the word of the elder.

Next time, get my approval when you want to change the game, and i will most probably say no, ill forward the message i sent to xdbx about your ideas)

The hybrid followed, not far behind the duo, he was on the lookout for any sign of trouble. He sensed something but couldnt see anything

(Vira, your behind the hybrid)

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"The oracle says you know the scent of the virgin, if this is true, then look out for it." the vampire replied. She looked at logan, He can defeat one of them.

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Jesse kept on running, farther and farther, not stopping until he couldnt run anymore, collapsing on the floor, he looked up at the sky. what have i become?

[K.T.O_o]

Vira's insides turned in excitement. Gone were the thoughts of the nameless creature. Or thoughts of money. Only the thrill of the hunt. She may not drink and act like other vampires, but she still had that animalistic instinct that was evident in her species. Her senses were ightened and she could smell the similar sweet-tang scent of her kind drifting from the vampire in front. As well as the sharp dog-like smell of the were wolf. In the back of her mind she recognized the danger of hightened instincts on such a crowded street of prey.
'No!' she berated herself. 'Don't think of them like that! Remember your promise!!'
As her senses calmed with her mind she caught a mixed scent. Her eyes riveted on a prone figure leaning against the wall. Hybrid?
"No. Not him." she muttered to herself. "But close. Her eyes swept the crowd in front of her.
She couldn't see much, but she backed off a little to survey her surroundings. Half-breeds could be dangerous if you couldn't keep an eye on them. They were instinctual, intelligent, and unpredictable. The wind changed directions and it carried her scent forward.
'SHIT!' she thought, ducking into a store doorway as quickly as she could. She crossed her fingers that none of the paranormal beings had caught her scent. 'Otherwise I'll have to leave and then come back. Then I can definitely kiss my ass goodbye by next full moon.'

[Hunter_Killer]

(could i get PMs about this next time? rather then its pointed out on here?
I understand its your rp, im not trying to take it over. I'll rethink the characters and everything and PM you when i return from school.)

Fang continued back, ignoring stealth now that he had been sensed. As he passed by apartments and buildings he could hear dogs barking and stirring awake to his form. Up ahead a street was coiming into view. He turned into a side alley way and jumped side to side off the walls, until he reached the top/ He turned and faced the end the lead towards the street. He backed up slightly and sprinted full speed to the other edge.

He lept across and landed hevily on the other side. He did a skipping halt and looked back, in the black night he could slightly see the outlines of the following vampires. He looked back and his path and bounded on, heading deep into werewolf territory.

[XdbX]

(TIME OUT... So hunter was given the okay from me to play as a werewolf elder. I did not take the matter farther other then the tell CM what hunter had come up with. and i think i said that i gave hunter the okay.
I am sorry that i have not been on. I need to look over the post and PM battle to get a grasp.

Castle manic don't blame hunter. I was the one that gave him the okay and told him to say i gave it to him if you asked.
now i have to go but i have to say this battle can go to PM box's.)

[Klaykid]

Logan smelled something unusual, something thats not human. "This... is odd" thought Logan as he continued foward. Katrina's scent stopped at what looks to be an abandoned warehouse. The paint cracked and fell from the old metal walls, the smell of rust was all around the air. Windows were not broken, but coloured brown from chemicals. Logan was suddently filled with rage. "How dare they take her away from me!" screamed Logan. He began his tranformation.

He screamed wildly in pain as his muscles contracted and streached to fit is animal form. Logan was drooling from his mouth. His anger clouded his mind, his sanity was gone, his human personality faded slowly away. "Lets... KILL THEM" said Logan.

((Is this O.K?)

[Hunter_Killer]

(is that the warehouse with my followers?)

Fang sensed something wasn't right when he moved his followers. BUt these vampires would keep him from getting there in time. He would have to improvise. He went to over the side and landed on the metal fireescape with a loud crash. Fang then jumped across and landed on the lower platform, and then the next, unti he reached the bottom. He sprinted through the alleys in some sort of a short cut.

Ahead the warehouse was coming into view, just as the first screams from his followers reached the back of his mind. Brandon took over again and headed for the back entrence to gain time. Behind the vampire's advances slowed, since they passed into the werewolf territory now.

Brando crashed through the back door and looked for the disturbence, tring to sniff out the intruder.

[castlemanic]

(this is a different werehouse hunter)
(Klaykid, your good)

"He is here!"
"What?" the deep voice asked in rage.
"He followed the scent here, he must have known that someone had taken her."
"Thats impossible, Garf had spied on him the whole day." the deep voice replied.
"He is outside, it is more true then ever. Check for yourself."
"Bah, even if the werewolf were to arrive, how can he take on an army."
"He has a vampire with him." The mans eyes grew wide.
"The oracle must have sent them. She knows where we are. We can only hold them off till the nex-" He was interupted by a loud crash.
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"Lets... KILL THEM" The werewolf said before crashing straight through the door.
"NO, STAY TOGETHER!" the vampire called out. the hybrid came running.
"Is this the place?"
"No time to chat, the war has already started." The hybrid transformed as they both followed Logans pace.

(Dont finish this in one post klaykid, important story arch is going to be revealed.)

[Hunter_Killer]

(alright, thanks)

Vampires. There were easily five of them. Each one was taking out each follower they found. Brandon howled in rage, the sound echoed through the warehouse. Before the first one could turn and react, he was upon it. Snarling, biting and tearing the flailing vampire apart. His partners were headed this way and Brandon cleared his head and lept into the shadows, trying to stay moving.

Outside, the vampires that chased him approached the warehouse. In all, inside and out, there were nine. They hadn't caught the scent of the fallen vampire's blood yet, but they knew the werewolf elder was inside. Sensing the faint pulse of his aura.

Brandon knew he coukdn't handle this without his full strength and he let Fang take control again. Fang gave another howl and let his strength flood his body. He bounded up a set of crates and landed on the walkway above the floor. He stalked quietly, smelling out the next vampire.

A lone vampire appeared infront of him, it hissed and paced, teasing Fang. Before Fang lep, Brandon, burried deep in his head called a warning and he turned. Another vampire had stalked him from behind. A third presence. Another vampire stood at the edge of another walkway. Fang growled and snarled as the three advanced.

He jumped after the first, and right before he was close enough to strike, he pushed off the hand railing on the right side and lept at the third, that tried to advance across the oposite walk way. It stumbled and fell off, smacking the floor below. Fang ignored it for now and turned to keept the other two into sight. A hiss came from behind as the fourth vampire within the warehouse sprang onto him and tried to sink its teeth into his neck.

Fang rolled across the walkway, his weight crushing the vampire between him and the metal. The crushed body let go and went limp. He clawed at its head, tearing away flesh. A window in the ceiling above shattered as one of the five vampires outside broke into the warehouse.

[K.T.O_o]

Vira watched warily as the rage engulfed werewolf charged inside the old wherehouse. The vampire followed with another being by her side. The scent told her it was the hybrid she had scented earlier. She crept forward, dissappearing down the side of the alley and up an old fire escape. She would wait for the wolf to calm down before striking. She looked around the room where she noticed an open door leading down a hallwya that had a window on it's left, allowing the individual to see down on the work floor. She glanced out of it and satisfied herself with the knowledge that this section of the building was in complete shadow and that there was only a 2.7 percentage of being caught spying. As she follwed the hallway slowly, she noticed a door at the end.
'Wonder what's in there.' she thought.'If anything at least a place to hide.'
She attempted to open the door, but found that it was locked. She frowned and prepared to kick the door down when a cold shiver ran up her spine. She turned, but was too late to stop the blow to her side that sent through the window and down to the work floor. She landed in a pile of boxes. The force of the landing left her gasping for air as she tried to stay silent despite her gasping. She could here battle outside the pile of boxes. Better to stay silent now than end up in the jaws of a stinking dog!
She leaned her head back and drew in a shaky breath. 'Some tracker I am.' she thought sullenly, thinking of all the mistakes she had made through out the night.

[Hunter_Killer]

Fang backed up, another four windows shattered. This many vampires in one place was a serious problem. For his powers he could mabey take on four... but double that was crazy. Seeing no other option, Fang withdrew his influence over every remaining follower. Their minds shattered as thousands of voices filled them and screamed thoughts into their heads. The mindless beings scattered from their rooms and writhed on the floor and ran about.

The voices and the movement caught a few of the vampires off guard and others only hesitated, but it was enough. Fang sprang off the walk way and landed with crushing force on the vampire that only just regained its footing after its fall. Fang sprinted for the doors as the vampires moved around him. He sprang from the warehouse and disappeared into the alleyways around it. Mostly abandoned buildings.

Fang turned a corner and almost ran into a gang that sat in one of the alleyways. He skidded to a halt and the gang looked at him. The leader stood and approached him, each member stood up behind him. "Looks like this fella is lost, eh boys?" The leader chuckled as his face changed. A snout grey from his face as his head became narrower. Fur began to cover him as he haunched over, his clothes tearing away from the continuous stretch of the materials. Fang faced the brown furred werewolf who had changed to wolf form. Each member of the gang, three in all, also changed and snarled.

Fang shifted his weight on his back left paw an waited. The gang advanced slowly, yet he gave no idication of fear. Suddenly, a vampire landed behind the last werewolf, a particularly skinny one with reddish fur. Fang pushed off and ran sideways across the wall and lunged at the vampire. He collided into it and his claws lashed out, ripping apart its chest.

As the gang of werewolves tried to figure out what was happening, the other six vampires fell upon the alley. Fang stayed near the back of the alley and watched the gang fight the loseing battle, before he turned and headed down a different path of alleys, until he reached the abandoned apartment where he had began his night.

He knew it wasn't over, but he needed the odds on his side.

(I just found out i may have appendicitis so i may be gone for a while...)

[Klaykid]

((We are fighting vampires right?))

Logan jumped upon of of the people in the warehouse. "I shall feast upon your BONES" he roared as he punched a vampire in his face, breaking a tooth. As the vampire fell, Logan grabbed it's leg and threw him into a wall. But vampires arn't that weak, the vampire ran from the whole and tackled Logan to the ground. The creature sent a fury of punches straight to Logan's heart. Logan growled in pain as he knocked the vampire off from his chest. Logan grabbed the vampire, and the vampire held a metal spike. The two were face to face with eachother, growling.

[castlemanic]

(Ok, klaykid, your ally vampires name is Susan (unoriginal, i know) and the Hybrid is David, they were both turned recently which is the reason for their 'normal' names)
(And for now, were fighting hybrids)

Suddenly, Susan crashed into the vampire, knocking it out of Logans grasp, and knocking the metal spike out of the vampires grasp. The vampire looked up as Susan held it down. David pinned down another vampire.
"You are weak, Hybrid. You cannot kill me."
"We'll see about that..."
"David!, Calm down, we have to find the girl." Susan said, David growled and refrained from killing the vampire. Susan looked down at the vampire infront of her. "Where is the girl?"
"Our master knows of your presence, you will not be able to stop him." Susan punched the vampire.
"Where is the girl?"
"You will never get to her in time." Susan punched the vampire again, but he would mutter incoherent speech and she got nothing out of him. She set the vampire to the wall. "Tell us, before our werewolf friend there devours you." The vampire looked unshaken.
"I may be a halfbreed, but master is something more, something stronger than you or him." The vampire pointed to Logan.
"What..." Susan was interupted by another vampire attacking her from behind.
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The werewolf looked through the telescope, then clicked the button on the radio. "The hybrid is moving, should I get him before he leaves?"
"Get him now, there is no time to waste, and she will not be pleased if you dont get him soon." The werewolf clicked the button of the radio and transformed before jumping towards the forest.

(Andre, dont worry, we havent moved on to morning yet, and we wont for a long time)

[K.T.O_o]

Vira slowly lifted her head over the debris she had landed in. She had heard on;y a few mumbled words and from this vantage point she could see that she had landed a great deal away from the actual fighting. The vampire had mentioned a girl. What girl? What was so special about one child from the sound of it? Vira moved silently, using the dark shadows to her advantage and keeping just far enough away to be able to hear, but to go unnoticed. She shifted slight, eyeing the broken window she had fallen from.
'Thank whatever God there is that nobody noticed that!' she sighed quietly.
She turned her attention back to the three companions as they were fighting the numerous vampires. She felt an electric jolt in her veins and ducked sideways as a vampire sailed passed her and crashed into the wall. He had been thrown from the battle, but was still semi-conscious. He was a young vampire, easily threatened by the look of him. Vira grabbed his arm and dragged him deeper into the shadows.
"You're gonna tell me what the hell's going on." she hissed venomously. "Who's behind this?!"
The vampire's eyes lit up with fear. "I... I can..not ...tell you!" he stammered glancing everywhere at once. "They'll send him after me!"
"Him?" Vira asked.
"The... Nameless One!" The forlorn vampire cried. "One not even you could defeat Pureblood!"
Vira looked at him in disgust." Very well. You played your card." She held up an axe that had been strapped to her back." Now here's mine."
The screech of the vampire was cut short as she sliced downwards. She left the cloven body to perch in the rafters, waiting for the fight to end so that she could make the kill, collect, and wash her hands of whatever invisible war was raging in secret. She watched her target intently, her mind swirling with a puzzle piece she couldn't quite fit into place.

[Killervirus]

(Andre, dont worry, we havent moved on to morning yet, and we wont for a long time)
( Oh for the love of god :'( I wanna start playing O:< )

[castlemanic]

(vira, make it a vampire, the only hybrid there is david, and hes with klaykid, hes important to the story arc.)

(KV, i can come up with something to allow you to start playing now, just PM me)

[Klaykid]

Logan began to laugh. "Pureblood vampire?! Fools, I have lived for hundreds of years!" Logan bragged as he kicked a vampire into a pile of trash. "I am a monument to all your sins!" screamed Logan as he crushed a vampire's head. But suddently he felt weak, like off of his energy and stamina had been drained from his body. He yelped like an injured dog and fell to the ground. He couldn't breath very well, his lungs began to work harder, his heart became stressed and pumped faster. Logan looked to his leg, and there was a dart filled with the dew from an aconitum flower. The vampire he had just killed had stuck it into his leg.

This flower had the power to poison wolfs in nature ((search it up in wikipedia)), so naturally it would harm werewolves. Sure it may not kill them, but it drains them of all remaining energy.

Logan lay upon the ground weak, his mouth open and tongue lays out slobbering. "R-remove... the... v-v-vile".

[Hunter_Killer]

(stable for now...)

Brandon broke down a rotting door and looked through the old kicked up dust. He was another door leading to the semi-open courtyard hanging on a hinge. He bounded through and up the stairs and into a room. One of the numbers had fallen loose and hung upside down against the wood so it read, 696.

He stayed away from the windows and went to the wall opposite the bed, where the wall paper began to pull away from the wall. He haunched low until his form was hidden by the bed. He licked his snout to clean away the drying vampire blood. He heard a few soft thumps around the apartment and mabey one or two on the roof.

He let Fang take control but told him to remain hidden... for now.

[castlemanic]

David was thrown against the wall with a loud thump. Susan was still trying to throw off the second vampire while the first has now regained its balance. Still being able to move, David charged, throwing the two vampires over a few crates, one of them suddenly screeched, as they had a peice of wood impaled through their heart. David then turned to logan just in time to catch him mouth a few words. Susan kicked the first vampire, but the second vampire had knocked her to the ground, David jumped at logan and quickly removed the vile before being tackled by the surviving vampire.

[Hunter_Killer]

The vampires on the roof moved, searching for an entrence, while those on the ground broke through some windows and doors. Fang counted four down on the lower floor, and two injured on the roof. He remained where he was, figuring that Brandon's logic was better then his. He sniffed through the stale air and lingering dust and caught sent of the injured vampires, who was recovering slowly.

His muscles slowly tensed... they were under him, drawing closer... soon...

[Klaykid]

"RAAH!" screamed Logan as his strength slowly recovered. His sat upon the ground quite angry that a flower took him down. He stod back up and challendged the vampire who shot him. "Your DEAD" said Logan as the vampire laughed.

[K.T.O_o]

Vira had had enough if watching. Although she was usually good at being patient. Seriously, what was one day or week of watching and waiting, when you had lived an eternity? She scowled and jumped onto a pile of crates. The wood was weak and broke in one area, so that she had to stumble to regain her balance. The fight was so loud anyway, that there was no chance of anyone being able to hear her. She looked at the box and was startled to find a crate full of silver bullets.
'The guy who hired me must be anticipating a werewolf attack.' she glanced at Logan, her target, and rephrased the thought. 'Or one wolf in particular.'
Then an idea struck her. This was a good chance to just finish and collect! She looked out from the side of the big crate and just on the other side, about ten feet down, was the werewolf. A crate alone couldn't stop a werewolf, but a crate full of silver........ she smiled to herself. While the silver would weaken him, the crate would crush him. Problem solved. She looked again to make sure that Logan was in place, then she braced her foot on the large, wooden box, and tipped it over the edge.
'Sayunara.' she thought gleefully,'Sorry you couldn't stick around, but business is business. And a threat is a threat.'

[Hunter_Killer]

Fang lept over the bed into the surprised vampire in the door way. His claws and fangs collided into its head and neck and as he closed is jaws and whipped his head to the right he heard a loud crack as fresh, warm blood began to seep into his fur.

He turned to face the next threat, a pair of vampires that stood side-by-side down the hallway... both had some sort of spike held in their hands, its metal gleamed off the moon..... silver. Fang backed a step, from an instinctual fear, rooted in thousands, if not tens of thousands, of years of survival. Fang shook the fear from his head and examines his surroundings.

He spotted an opportunity and he took it...

Fang bounded at the vampires, who drew back their weapons to strike, and just before he collided he sprung to the right and broke through the rotting wall. He burst through into an old and decaying room, where its collections of dust were disturbed for the first time in an unknown amount of years. Fang felt slightly dizzy when he hit the floor... one of the vampires managed to hit him with the spike... although it didn't get stuck in.

Fang pushed back towards the hole he just opened, just as the vampires were begining to look at his path. He jumped through.

His momentum knocked one of vampires over the railing and it crashed against the stairs at the bottom. The other lost its footing but managed to drvie the sime downwards and it dug deep into his flank. Fang howled in pain and stumbled as he lept across the opening...

The vampire was forcefully dragged behind him, since it forgot to let go of the spike. The sudden change in direction dragged it over a broken section of the handrail and one of the rotting poles pierced its heart. It screamed a shrill cry in death and let go, falling on top of his stunned partner.

The silver spike was still jammed in his muscle, although the jump losened it. Fang skidded across the worn carpet on the otherside and crashed into the closes wall. He was slowly losing conciousness...

Brandon forced him to stay awake and he grasped the silver spike in his jaws... a new wave of nausea took him but he pished through it and pulled the silver spike out. He opened his exhausted jaws and the silver hit the ground and rolled in a small circle, his blood dripped on the crimson carpet.

Brandon took control again and lt Fang rest, the pain and dizzynes now washing over him. It was weaker than when Fang was in control... but his vision and movements began to blur and become sluggish. He lept out the window and stagered on the ground before pushing off through more alleyways.

The vampires followed. But as their numbers dropped, Fang and Brandon became even more exhausted with each encounter... Neither no longer knew how much longer they could hold out. In a final act of despiration Brandon turned back towards Midtown, a near suicidal risk at best...

(planning to meet up with you guys soon... but gotta break some more things before i get there...)

[K.T.O_o]

(planning to meet up with you guys soon... but gotta break some more things before i get there...)

(Ha ha! Can't wait to see what else you destroy.!)

[Hunter_Killer]

(no this isn't a story post... but i'll post soon... doing work in a writting forum im on...)

[Klaykid]

The vampire in front of Logan acknowledged his challenge with a large grin. The vampire licked his lips, and so did Logan. Then, the strangest thing happened. The vampire looked above Logan and frowned. He tackled Logan as a box had fell and had broken into pieces. Silver items of all sorts scattered across the floor. The vampire looked up and said "He is my kill!" then picked up a silver butter knife. Logan had no time to look where the vampire was screaming to fore the vampire now is armed with a silver knife.

[Hunter_Killer]

Brandon crashed over some trash cans and they went clanking and rattling on in the closed alley. He slipped and skidded as his reflexes slowly recovered. His vision, once a fuzzed blur, was now clear enough to judge some distences. The vampires stayed close behind, moving from rooftop to rooftop above him. Brandon turned sharp corners left and right but he couldn't lose them. He was getting close to a busy intersection and he had no time to waste, trying to climb to a rooftop.

He bolted at the sidewalk and sprang high into the air, he passed over a convertable that sat, waiting for a green light, near the edge of the street. He landed heavily on the roof of the SUV next to it and he felt as his large paws created big dents in the top. He pushed off and hit the top of a container on the back of a truck, just when it began to move forwards.

His footing caused him to practically trip overhimself as he jumped away and he collided into the compact car, parked by the other end of the side walk. It began to roll over as Brandon pushed himself onto all fours. Just before he got his barings he heard a horn and the squeal of tires behind him. He turned, just in time for a semi-ruck to collide with him and send him rolling across the ground.

If it wasn't for his poor condition from the silver, the collision would have just disoriented him and mabey left a few cuts... but after an attack so soon.... He opened his eyes to a blood-red and blurred vision, while his body burned with pain. Realisation kicked in and he forced himself into a half-limp, half-run into a nearby alley way and out of the sight of humans.

Brandon knew the vampires had watched, hopeing he had been struck dead... but he had been lucky again. He pushed on through the throbbing pain.. his condition, while worse, was slowly improving as the effects from the silver began to disappear faster and faster.

He gauged his location to where Midtown was and judged he was getting closer... He just had to push on for a little while longer.

(Hmmm... what should happen next....)

[K.T.O_o]

Vira snorted at the impudent vampire. She launched herself off the crates and landed on top of the vampire, pinning him to the ground.
'No point in staying in the shadows now.' she thought, glancing at Logan.
"Listen here, pal!" she hissed. "That pay is mine, and there is no damn way I'm letting you get the drop on me for something stupid like glory!"
She picked up the vampire by his shirt collar and launched him through the wall, leaving him invariably stunned. She turned to Logan and gave him a patronizing smile.
"You're a hard guy to kill." she said, pulling her axe off of her back. It stood a great deal taller than her. "But I'll fix that. To tell the truth, killing you just doesn't feel right." she shrugged." But money is money, and it's my life or yours."
Without another word she launched herself at the werewolf, swinging her battle axe as she did so. It was now or never.

[Hunter_Killer]

(hmmm......)
Brandon ached, his head buzzed from the pain and the smell of his own blood. He sensed the vampires following him... six or was it five? He no longer knew exactlly. Midtown was close no, knew it and felt it.... There was a warehouse somewhere near by... mabey he could hide in there and try to stand his ground o take out a few more.

A shadded figure dropped infront of him and threw something his way, it sparkled in the dim lights from the buildings. Brandon dropped down without thinking as the silver blade passed overhead and entered the heart of another vampire behind... Irony filled Brandon's head and he laughed to himself as he rocketed off the ground and landed on the assailent.

He ripped apart its flesh and tore its limbs from it in a momentary loss of control. Brandon shook his head and pushed Fang back into his mind and lept away beofre the other caught up. The fresh blood felt god on his fur and he was begining to feel even more refreshed, although he was fan away from perfect.

Ouside the warehouse, which was just coming into view, were stacks of crates he could use to gain access to the roof. Something seemed off about the inside but he ignored it, since anywhere was better then having these vampires continue to chase him in the open. Brandon sprang up to crates to the roof and saw a broken window. He lept thrugh and onto the walkway above with a muffled clang.

Brandon knew what seemed wrong... Below him was a werewolf... a hybrid... and a vampire.... fighting off other vampires as well. "Looks like you dove into trouble again," Fang barked in his head. He ignored the remark and rushed along the top.

He caught sight of the werewolf, who was cornered by a strange vampire with a large axe, her scent reminded him of another and he grew angry.... Behind him the vampires finally caught up and crashed through some windows. All fighting on the ground stopped to look up at him befroe it began again. And Brandon was now surrounded by more trouble...

(Here we go...)

[castlemanic]

(change of pace, story plot is going to be revealed now)

A laugh full of evil suddenly reverberated throughout the whole complex. The vampires originally in the werehouse all fell to the ground, almost bowing to an unknown source. The other vampires fled the warehouse, for they have heard of the evil entity within. Vira was thrown offbalance by the sudden laugh and missed her target completely. Logan seemed the only one that was able to keep his balance. Susan was still on the floor and David was sprawled on the wall, both recovered quickly though. Brandon held on to the railing, having temporarily been surprised by the sudden laugh. They all looked towards the end of the warehouse and found a figure. Built and muscular beyond belief, he looked to be human only alot stronger. His very muscles seemed to have a mind of their own as they flexed while he stood still. All the vampires, with exception of Vira and Susan had their heads bowed in the direction of the figure.
"You have not seen anything yet, mortals." the figure said, he suddenly stepped into the light of the warehouse. He stood there, aiming his look at the direction of all those standing.
"It seems you have failed to complete your task i have given you, Vampire. It takes a man to complete his own task."
"You will not get to him." David said, transforming. Susan stood beside David as they prepared to fight the man.
"Foolish vampire, even you cannot stand my might." He then turned to David. "And certainly a hybrid wont be able to defeat me either."
The very air seemed to still. All the combatants were weakened by their fights, and were unprepared for this event. David and Susan took a chance and charged. The man grabbed Susan and threw her full against David, sending them both flying through the air and into a pile of boxes. Susan had a stake through her arm, David was nearly killed by the impact though, so he couldnt move, Susan seemed to be pinned to the ground, the weight of the crate was enough to keep her down.

The figure then turned to the rest of the group. "If you are willing, take me on mortals, I will crush you with my might."
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"He has awakened." The oracle said. "But how can this be?"
"I heard that it would take quite a disturbance to awaken a demon like him." The halfbreed said, looking down at the soldier.
"D-d-d-demon?"
"They are what the legends of demons have arised from, these men are full of power, and could fight a pure blood with centuries of experience to the death and win."
"Do you think...?"
"If Susan and David are alive, then yes, he can defeat one, if not, the world would be at stake..."

[K.T.O_o]

Vira stared at the muscular demon. "YOU!?" she cried in disbelief! "DAMN!" she cursed. She threw her axe on the ground where it hit with a metallic clang. "I can't believe I acceppted a job from a damn demon!"
The man smiled sardonically, but said nothing.
'Like I've been played.' Vira thought with venom. She hissed under her breath, "I hate demons!"
She crossed her arms angrily. " Did you seriously believe I would be able to complete the job in a single night!? If I remeber correctly your little messenger gave me until next full moon!" She glared at him rebelliously. " So why ask me, when you have plenty of little playing peices to do your bidding?"

[Hunter_Killer]

Brandon watched from above. Fang howled in rage and in fear in the back of his mind. To survive for so long ment to escape death at every turn, to know when something was greater and more powerful than you... The demons scent and arua burned his senses, as ancient insticts tried to take control from him.

He backed up on the walkway, trying to press into the shadows. It was to late to remain unnoticed... but he had to find an advantage somehow. Memories of centuries past flooded his mind, back to the times of empires... Fang wrestled for control and Brandon reluctently handed over the space.

The weakened effect long since passed from Fang, he felt his strength faintly returning. Below him, one of the vampires began to shout at the demon, for what and why, he didn't care. The only threat was the Abyss Walker who stood near the front of the factory.

Fang noticed an odd aura and looked down... the werewolf... had the faint aura of Steel Claw. Now wasn't the time for old memories and connections. First came the demon. Fang dragged his claws on his forward, left paw across the metal walkway. Inside years of struggle howled for remembrence. He began to tense him muscles and prepared to attack... A high pitched holw/growl escaped his lips... only the ears of a werewolf would be able to hear it. It was the cry of remembrence.... calling all nearby werewolves to fight...

[TorqueArcher]

(srry, was busy and forgot.)

I was running from 3 vampires who seemed intent on killing me for some reason. I had only stabbed the leader of their group through the heart from behind, I figured I was helping them out the way they were complaining about him. "How was I supposed to know he was the one who lured their prey in?" I muttered under my breath while running.


Then, suddenly a flash of silver shot past my head, it was a silver tipped arrow. I jumped in the opposite direction and then up into a tree. The vampires came around the tree thinking they could suprise me, but it was time to turn the tables. Two of them had lined up and there was a long, broken branch on the ground next to them. So, I jumped silently down, picked up the branch and ran them both through. Their twin screams rent the night air like a scythe. (Nice simile,huh?)

The last vampire was smarter than the others and had stayed away from the tree. He was also annoyingly strong and fast. Though, his senses must have been off becuase he cried, "Time to die Werewolf!!" and then he rushed me with a switchblade. He scored a few hits while I tried to dodge and find my blade which had somehow become jammed in the sheath. Then he said, "I'm going to kill you just like my master killed that scum of a werewolf Darun!" Needless to say I was a bit angry after that. Then suddenly pain raced across my body as I started to transform.

The Vampire backed off and said shakily, "You're a h-hybrid?" (stutter) Then, I went berserk, lunging at the Vampire with wild strength, completely disregarding my blade, as he tried to escape.
(More later)

[Klaykid]

Logan cocked his head back and forth, from side to side, like a little dog moving it's head about. "A demon" said Logan as he licked his lips. "Interesting". He looked at Susan and David as they both charged the creature. Sadly, he watched them get thrown almost effortlessly into a pile of crates. The two couldn't move, probably too weak to have another go. You can say Logan was getting p*ssed from the demon's talk, calling him a mortal. Considering his hatred for humans this was an insult.

Then, a sound began to ring around Logan's ears. He noticed that no-one else was able to hear it except him. It was a familiar sound, a sound he hasn't heard for hundreds of years, a sound for werewolves to regroup. The howls of werewolves echoed throughout the night signifying the mass number of pack that will surely come. Logan began to get even bigger, he made sure to use all of his energy in this "second" transformation. His muscles grew larger, his chest widened, claws lengthened and legs grew to a massive size.

This "second" transformation was quite disgusting, even werewolves would find this revolting. But Logan knew how to do this through his years as an immortal. Traveling around the world for hundreds of years can teach you a thing or two.

Logan, with his massive size of 9'6 tall walked to wards the demon, his body actions signify a challenge. The ground beneath his feat crumbles with every step. You can see his veins under his fur, and the muscles contract, then relax. Logan stopped a couple of yards in front of the demon, and roared a massive howl.

[Hunter_Killer]

"That foolish pup..." Fang muttered under his breath... Every pureblood knew you never used that transforation unless you were close to death. He gave a mental shrug, sure the conditions were bad... but after he gave the call, all werewolves within five miles of Midtown would come. Plus this one was a decendent of Steel Claw... like most of the others.... no matter how pure their blood was... there was always a human element to them. Rash decisions...

Fang called on his reserves to heal himself and let his body expand to his true size... He became almost 9 feet long and his claws and fangs grew larger and sharper. His scent became even more adjust and his eyes turned from a shineing yellow to a dazzling gold. His fur turned a more brilliant shade of silver-gray. This time he howled a savage howl out loud. No longer careing who or what saw him.

He raced along the top of the walkway, rushing forwards at faster speeds then the "taintedblood" could move at. Fang listened for the sounds of other werewolves as they approached, fearing that they would come to late... But another presense disturbed him... One he had never felt so close since the day Sliver Claw was taken from him.... SilverEyes was here.

(Klay I feel we are going to be working closly after this...)

[castlemanic]

The demon smiled. He had never seen more foolish mortals in his life. He had faced one of them before and had killed it with grace. This time was going to be a challenge. He looked straight at the two werewolves. "FEEL THE POWER OF AN IMMORTAL!"
His skin slowly turned blood red, the demons height increased to about the size of the two transformed werewolves. His muscles got even bigger as he stood to the height of the two werewolves. "PREPARE TO DIE!" His voice seemed to shake the very air of the werehouse.

[K.T.O_o]

Vira stood, dumbstruck. This night just kept getting wierder and wierder. She slowly realized the disadvantage of standing about in the middle of two combating males, what with their natural sense for dominance. She turned quickly on her heels and rushed for a pile of crates that were still standing. She noticed the vampire and hybrid on the ground a few yards away. Both were struggling to their feet, one more successful than the other. Vira glanced at the battle to her left and sighed.
'Damn my moral concience!' she thought as she darted to help.
The female vampire was already on her feet, so Vira helped with the hybrid, much to both of their surprise. She glanced at the vampire.
"They're going to need alot more than just the wolves." she said matter-of-factly.
The other just shrugged. They managed to drag the hybrid behind the crates.
"These won't last us long." the female noted. She glanced sideways at Vira. " By the way, if we make it out of this, what's your name?"
Vira contemplated that for a moment. " Why should I tell you? It's already caused me enough trouble." she gestured at the demon.

[Hunter_Killer]

Fang saw the Abyss Walker began to change and he forced himself to stop. "Hey, Taintedblood! Unless you want to die now... get out of the Way!" Fang began to dash along a side walkway and pass over the top of Logan. Fang growled and crashed through a window in the roof. He looked around and bounded towards the front, trying to go around behind the demon.

As he rushed along the roof, a figure blocked out the light of the moon. Fang turned to catch a glimpse of silver eyes... dazzling from the twinkle of the stars. Next thing he knew, he was thrown back through another window and he dropped down ontop of one of the crates... directly to the opposite side of the demon.

He struggled to gain his footing when the Vampire crashed, hard, ontop of him. He swiped a claw and managed to land a hit, throwing the vampire away. "Great... now we have to fight two battles at once..."

[TorqueArcher]

(Could hybrids have one of those second transformations? They could gain either more strength or better magic control depending on what situation their in, Full moon, thirst for blood, ect. Well, back to the story.)

I was starting to lose myself in my rage. I couldn't control myself as my burning anger drove me toward the destruction of this loathsome creature. He was doing a very good job of dodging my blows, but I was backing him towards a tree. Then, his back hit the tree and I swung my claws at his head, but he ducked and ran. My swing, though, had a unintentional but pleasant side effect as the force of my blow shattered the wood were I struck and causing the tree to collapse on the vampire and drive a branch through the its heart.

[Klaykid]

Logan threw a quick punch to the demon and it landed upon it's face. It's head spun around to the point where it waqs directly backwards at an 180 degree angle. Th demon took it's own head and placed it back, the sounds of cracking bones filled the air. The demon began to laugh. Then Logan found himself through a wall. He stood back up, and walked out of the hole in which he came through. "I'm getting real P*SSED" screamed Logan. Saliva ran from his mouth at a point to where it was almost foaming.

[castlemanic]

(Torque, the only way to get that would be having your character atleast a century old as a hybrid, same applies to werewolves, but since both of them are over a century old, klay and hunter are good.)

[TorqueArcher]

(okay, just 72 years to go before I have one,:biggrin5: )

I woke up on a bench in the park with no idea how I got there. I must have ran loose when I went out of control, I thought. Suddenly I felt like something was trying to rip something out of me, but oddly enough, at the same time i was being compelled to go into the city.

[castlemanic]

(I will be gone for the next couple of days to about a week, until then XdbX has full control over the story line and changing the time and day, and when the story line finishes)

(XdbX, feel free to assign temporary mods if you feel like)

[XdbX]

(wow this is going crazy. okay i will look at who's here and this means i have to post more doesn't it.)

[Hunter_Killer]

(I'm out for a few days... im trying to juggle school and the final weeks of polo practice... sorry guys.)

[castlemanic]

(alright, im back, lets get this story continued, shall we?)

[XdbX]

(Your not posting GM is back... again. some what posting now. because i am not posting in any other thread.)

I was in dark room with little to no light coming from it roof.
just 1 inch by 1 inch bars of it in the day time.
but at night i bathed in the moon light.

This gave me time to think.
Who was I?
Where did I come from?
What was I?
Who did i want to be?
What was going on around me?
And what should I do?

I was in a ball think. no not just think but with a hunger...

"Their you are brother!" said a man hiding in the darkness.
His eyes were all i saw... they were red as blood. and his teeth

"WHO ARE YOU!"
I yelled

"It's me brother"
He said as if he was a shade.

"WHO ARE YOU!"
I yelled again.

"You look like you missed diner. You want me to get you a blue or red head?
I like the reds my self. they fight with ever thing they got."
He said as if he new me.

*I opened my eyes to see a girl with strands of red and blue hair over me she was calling my name and taping my face softly. I felt my eyes close and i had oh most gone back to sleep when i felt my body move and my teeth sink in to meat. drops of blood enter my mouth but i did not care.
then i felt a hand at my neck. some one was trying to kill me and i was to weak to ever open my eyes. then the hand left my neck and i toke a long gulp of air. and not just that but i toke in blood I tried to spit it out but to late. next thing i saw was blue and red hair covering part of arm that held a bit mark.

"Thank you hansom"
She said and i saw blue and red blob walk some where. and the rest of the world turned to a blob with it.


I did not know why but i did not enjoy blood any more.
I fell asleep with blood still covering my body.

[castlemanic]

Jesse stopped near a tree, breathing heavily.
"If only this didnt happen to me, if only i had been more careful, i would be leading a more normal life right now. God help me." Jesse looked around before starting to run again.

[K.T.O_o]

Vira had decided along time ago to defy her nature by refusing to drink human blood. So why not take it a step further? She was going to pray. Dear Lord in whatever heaven there is... I would really be grateful if you let me survive this! Strike down the Demon or whatever, just let me live to regret ever having been born!
She glanced at the fight. It wasn't going well. She could try to make a break for it, but between her and whatever exit there was blank space. There was no way to get out without being spotted. She groaned slumping against the crate and sliding down. She was an assassin for God's sake! The cowardly killer as they're known. She had no trouble fighting werewolfs and other vampires, but DEMONS!!!!!
'God, on second thought, kill me now!' she thought sarcastically.

[Klaykid]

The Demon grabbed Logan by the throat and raised him. "Stupid pup" said the demon as he punched Logan multiple times. Logan couldn't take this much punishment anymore, his body was about to give in. He wiggled and swirled wildly in the grasp of the demon's mighty grip. Then, Logan stopped moving, arms and legs had seemingly lost control, and blood floaed from his mouth. The demon threw the seemingly lifeless Logan into a pile of boxes.

[castlemanic]

David and Susan had recovered just in time to see logan being thrown into the pile of boxes.
Susan looked at the demon.
"You won't get away with this, the oracle has predicted..."
"What the oracle predicted will not come true, not while im alive anyway." David got angry and growled, having just recovered enough to fight, the both of them leaped at the demon.
"So you want to play games now? Well, lets play." He said, turning to the duo while they were in mid air.

[Killervirus]

BUMP



(Ah sh'it, forgot about this.)

[castlemanic]

(alright people, lets get moving)

[Killervirus]

(Better get this going.)

"Slayer group 34, and Slayer group 36, repot to eastern gate immeditatly, I repeat, Slayer group 34, and Slayer group 36 report to eastern gate immediatly."

Slayer group 34.


34!

"Ah shi't. That's our company." I sighed. I placed my poker cards back on the table. Taking a long pull on my sigar, I said between my quenched teeth: "Eric, Jason, let's go."

"Yeah, yeah, coming." a slurping sound followed as Eric finsihed the last of his wine glass. I had earned myself a bottle after I succesfully brought back that vampire's head. Those idiots never knew where and when to hide their victim's bodies.

Jason was already at the door. Always eager to go slaying some monsters.

"Did you heard? There's a new rookie in our group. Tis'll be his first time out."

"Don't worry, we'll train him hard." I smiled. "Oh and Eric..."

"Yup?"

"I got a straight flush."


(Rookie is not Andrehydra. NOW GET POASTING)

[Klaykid]

(Currently residing in a bunch of boxes).

[castlemanic]

David landed on his feet and charged again. Still holding Susan, the demon was about to throw her at david. Bringing her leg up, she managed to kick the demon in the head. Getting slightly distracted, David charged full into the demon, knocking him off-balance. Susan wiggled her way out of his grasp after that. the demon fell to the floor as David dug his claws into the demons back, Susan landed near the demons head and kicked him in the face, the demon looked up at susan, then lifting his arms behind his head, grabbed david and threw him at susan, who both flew against the wall.
"Had enough yet? COME GET ME MORTALS!"

[Klaykid]

(This is kinda getting redundant. Is something going to happen?)

[castlemanic]

(im kinda waiting for you to get up, and for andre and kv to join before something else happens)

[Klaykid]

(Aye, aye okay)

Logan slowly gathered a little strength and hopped up to his feet. His second transformation began to die down, his strength began to flow away from his ody. Little by little he grew weaker and weaker. "Damn you demon!" he screamed.

[K.T.O_o]

Vira glanced from behind her makeshift shelter (if you could call it that) and sighed. She had a choice to make. Fight or run. She seriously doubted her chances of actually making it to the exit, and the fighting was not going well. If she did fight, she had a very small chance, if she ran the chance was bigger, but she was no coward. Especially not in front of werewolves.

"All right asshole." she muttered, shouldering her ax, "Let's see how strong that skull of your is."

She climbed the tower of boxes in a heartbeat and was looking down at the demon. Use her will he? Get her ass killed?

"Not this time!" she growled and launched herself off her perch and into the air. "Take this you BASTARD!"

She brought her ax down as hard as she could as she fell on the demon's head.

[Killervirus]

(Bumped)

(Where is everyone?)

[Hunter_Killer]

Lunarus managed to push up and throw the Vampire off of him. He stood, facing his enemy, ignoring the demon completely, the others will have to fight it off. He wiped some blood from his snout and waited. The vampire stood off a little ways and matched his gaze, silver eyes to his gold. In one fluid motion the vampire sprang forwards as he did... the fight had started.

(back)

[K.T.O_o]

(what vamp are you fighting exactly?)

[Hunter_Killer]

(I had it in my character description I think, Its the vampire that attacked him and his lover 500 years ago and he barely escaped, but his love, Selene, died.)

[XdbX]

(So basically what ever race you are your trying to kill off the others.
vamp kill were human and hybrids.

same with were but they go after vamp and not were wolfs.
But any race can kill it fellows... it's like murder :) have a fun time killing each other. also if any one want to join in on my story PM me. it sort not fun with out some one posting with you...)

[castlemanic]

(youre forgetting the fact that there are half breeds as well.)

For a moment, nothing moved. The air itself seemed to have stilled. The axe was embedded in the Demons shoulder, having moved his head to avoid death. Trickles of blood formed before the blood almost poured out of his shoulder.
"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRG, GET THE HUMAN READY, HER TIME HAS COME."
Moments in the background were heard as feet shuffled into positions and into an unknown room. The demon fell onto one knee.
"How.... How can a mere vampire defeat me?"
"You were never a match for more than one of us." David said, helping Susan up. The blood was now falling like a waterfall.
"A deep enough cut will kill him." The demon's red colour was vanishing, slowly turning pale as the last amount of blood flushed his body. A clang was heard as the fight ensued between Lunarus and his oponent. Turning to Logan, David said "Your girl is in the back with the others, we must hurry-"
"-Or else doom awaits us." Susan finished.

[Klaykid]

Logan agreed and rushed passed the demon and entered a single door. The hallways were suprisingly empty, he had atleast suspected to be some guards. Logan slowly walked through the hallway passing multiple doors that were opened. They were all empty, so he pressed on. After what seemed like an eternity of doors and empty rooms, Logan stopped at the last door. He put his ear againsed and heard a familiar voice. "Katrina!" thought Logan. He back up and swiftly slammmed aainsed the door knocking it over.

[castlemanic]

The six vampires all circled around Katrina, whose voice seemed to get weaker by the moment. All the vampires were wearing black cloaks and seemed to be muttering something in an ancient language, one which Logan has heard before.
"Du vast reiklan Gakna."
"And may he rise till eternity ends"
No one seemed to have noticed Logans entrance, although they all started to chant faster and faster. Katrina layed on the floor wide eyed at whats going on around her.
Just outside the ring of vampires, a red circle surrounded them, made up of ancient markings.

The wooden floors creaked as David and Susan caught up.
"They've started, we have to break the circle before the chant ends."

[XdbX]

(youre forgetting the fact that there are half breeds as well.)


(okay so i missed one. it's the end of the world.
But the way i see it is that their still wolfs or vamp.
I mean i they still follow the elders.)

Edit.
(So i am going to let my guy die and make a new one.
I don't think my mind is fit to be able to write a story about a vampire.
Now something is going down with the story soon so i don't want some one who will drag this out.
Just think of my vampire guy as dead for now.
I am going to write soon on how he died.

[K.T.O_o]

Vira had followed them, despite her survival instincts. She had killed the demon, so she might as well finish what she started. She moved forward, eyeing the red circle. The runes weren't unfamiliar to her, afterall she had been alive when they had first been put to use. She remembered a long forgotten voice. The voice of the human male she had made her promise to.
"The runes there," she said pointing to the other side of the circle, "should be weakest, but unless any of you know any chants, I doubt you'll get through them in time." she paused considering and then remembered something else, "And watch out for the Fain." she said referring to her dark encounter with the nameless figure in her apartment."He's sure to be around."

[XdbX]

Name: Dale T. Brains.
Age: 26
Gender: Male.
Race:Human all the way.
Appearance:Glasses Dark brown hair.
History: He does not have much of a history when it comes to supernatural. He just write news story and the such and one day found a half dead vampire. Ever since he been write and recording supernatural beings. He even is know working for a news paper that is owned by the vampire hunters. not that he knows this.
Job: News man (No idea what the job title is give to him yet. find out later. for all you know he could be freelance.)
Weapons: Camera (http://www.google.com/products/catalog?q=cameras+HD&btnG=Search+Products&show=dd&cid=10646673924847583475#ps-sellers)and camcorder (http://www.buy.com/retail/product.asp?sku=207390655&listingid=24492020&dcaid=17902)

[Klaykid]

Logan took only a second to think. He went through his data banks stored in his head. He knew for sure that he had some kind of werewolf chant... but what was it? Logan thought nice and hard. He thought about the old werewolf that has lived since 42 common era. The werewolf told him this ancient howl... something about this howl wasn't strong, actually it isn't really a chant at all. What it did was it screeched on a level that all life forms could hear, at least all sentient life forms. Logan howled from a mix of pitches from high notes to low notes hoping that the howl would distract the vampires.

[Hunter_Killer]

It was a blur of moves, shifting from one place to another... Lunarus wasn't sure when but he was now in his 'complete' form, the one that the more medieval pictures showed for his kind. He caught punches and dodged, taking a few kicks or elbows and returned back the favor.

The Vampire Elder was much faster than he was but he was stronger. After a shot cut across his leg he howled in rage and landed a blow across its face. Sending the being spiraling through several crates and across the room. He charged forwards, taking this opening to grab a broken bar on the ground and aim for the vampire's heart...

Right before he threw the deadly bar a howl rang in his ears and he stopped, head turning to the sound, <That fool just gave the screeched call... now those following my first will think the crisis is over and go back... I have to-> Before his thought was finished the vampire was upon him and hit him with his guard down. He was thrown into the air as the vampire was upon him again and did a push off-kick into his stomach and threw him through one of the walls of the warehouse.

(You guys are still in a section of the warehouse right?)

[castlemanic]

(yes they still are)

The screech had done its job at the highest pitch. The weakest of the group fell down to the ground, covering its ears, having only been recently turned, it was still not used to high pitch noises. That alone wouldn't be enough to have had an effect if it wasn't for the weak wooden floors beneath all of them, which the vampire crashed into, breaking not only the wooden floor beneath everyone, but alsoe breaking the red circle around them, dispelling the protective sheild. Susan gaped in wonder as all the vampires, and Katrina, fell into the room beneath.

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Jesse decided to turn back, having been made weak by all his running. After much progress he managed to reach somewhere in manhatten when a faint echo pricked his ears slightly. Police sirens blared throughout the night as Logan made his way towards middle town.

Behind him, the same werewolf that had been stalking Jesse the whole time ran after him, getting closer to him with every stride.