I made this simple roleplay because I have been dying to RP without the nonsense of making a profile and adding tons of graphics. I want to get to the meat of the story. So to continue, please post when you'd like, however much you'd like keeping up with at least three sentences. It runs it's basis around the age old fight between the werewolves and vampires. The humans still don't believe in the creatures and the slayers are stil trying to keep it that way. Please post as soon as you can and we can get this show on the road. Thanks.
Nara stood at the corner, leaning against the wall while she smoked a cigarette. The smoke danced around her slender body, her blonde hair falling into soft ringlets down her shoulders. On the outside she seemed such a pretty face, on the inside she was the most dangerous type of monster. The full moon smiled at her, begging her to turn into her natural form she couldn't give it satisfaction till her mission was complete. She was on guard, watching the territory, it was foretold that the vampires were staging some kind of manslaughter, then they were going to blame it on the werewolves. She stood there feeling anxious, watching, waiting.