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| When was the First time you... ? Go to post | 149 | Chatterbox |
Thu Jun 25, 2009 7:10 pm |
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| Town of Vampires & Mortals (enter at your own risk) Go to post | 221982 | Chatterbox |
Sat Jun 20, 2009 8:54 pm |
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Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Soriku the Ookami Soriku couldn't help but chuckle at his last comment. "Well, I suppose that's a good thing." She said, before pulling out a few blood packsa and handing them to Huelen. "There ya go." She said with a small smile. She never used them, but she had a few friends who needed them sometimes, so she carried them around with her when she left her house. She started looking around, one ear down on her head in slight confusion. Life is your prison, He assimilated one of the packs, and put the other in his mask and placed it back on his face. A small click was heard as the mask snapped into place. He tilted his head at her. "Something the matter?" Death is your freedom. "Yeah, actually. I'm usually in the companionship of two wolves, but I don't see them." Soriku said. "I wonder where they are." She added, though she had seemingly whispered it, more or less talking to herself. Her ear was still down on head. Life is your prison, "Shall we go find them?..." Death is your freedom. ((Hey, I gtg soon, do you mind if we continue this in a pm??)) "If you would like to help me you can." Soriku said, her ear lifting slightly. ((Gladly, just send your reply lol.)) Life is your prison, He quickly performs a couple hand gestures, and a wolf comes from the shadows, a purple flame encases his body. "He's a great hound, he'll beable to help us if we get close.." Death is your freedom. |
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| Town of Vampires & Mortals (enter at your own risk) Go to post | 221982 | Chatterbox |
Sat Jun 20, 2009 8:46 pm |
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Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Soriku the Ookami "Um, if you call defeating at least maybe ten people with them single handedly skill, then yes." Soriku said, moving over to the bench and sitting down with her backpack in her lap, begining to rummage through it. "Not to mention I heal abnormally fast, have throwing knives, and am able to control, create and manipulate earth and fire." Life is your prison, "Haha, nicely put." "I manipulate Ice and Shadows." "I can move extremely fast, at the expense of my power...so I can't use major attacks when evading, but I can use simple attacks." "And I can Infect people with Darkness." "Its a 'Blessing' I have that grants me incredible power, but as well as a second personality, that has the tendency to be relentless and bloodthirsty." "But as it stands, that little ******** is under a seal at this moment." Death is your freedom. Soriku couldn't help but chuckle at his last comment. "Well, I suppose that's a good thing." She said, before pulling out a few blood packsa and handing them to Huelen. "There ya go." She said with a small smile. She never used them, but she had a few friends who needed them sometimes, so she carried them around with her when she left her house. She started looking around, one ear down on her head in slight confusion. Life is your prison, He assimilated one of the packs, and put the other in his mask and placed it back on his face. A small click was heard as the mask snapped into place. He tilted his head at her. "Something the matter?" Death is your freedom. "Yeah, actually. I'm usually in the companionship of two wolves, but I don't see them." Soriku said. "I wonder where they are." She added, though she had seemingly whispered it, more or less talking to herself. Her ear was still down on head. Life is your prison, "Shall we go find them?..." Death is your freedom. |
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| Town of Vampires & Mortals (enter at your own risk) Go to post | 221982 | Chatterbox |
Sat Jun 20, 2009 8:07 pm |
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Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Soriku the Ookami "Umm, well, I don't have any meat on me. I keep blood packs in my bag, but I'm only assuming you wouldn't want that. I know a few places that sell raw meat, but they are a few blocks away from here, and I haven't gone huntin today yet." Soriku said, feeling a bit unprepared at that moment. Life is your prison, "If you don't mind sparing a pack." "I just need some substance til I find another heart to feed off of." "So...what keeps you safe around here...you've got swords, any skill with them?" Death is your freedom. "Um, if you call defeating at least maybe ten people with them single handedly skill, then yes." Soriku said, moving over to the bench and sitting down with her backpack in her lap, begining to rummage through it. "Not to mention I heal abnormally fast, have throwing knives, and am able to control, create and manipulate earth and fire." Life is your prison, "Haha, nicely put." "I manipulate Ice and Shadows." "I can move extremely fast, at the expense of my power...so I can't use major attacks when evading, but I can use simple attacks." "And I can Infect people with Darkness." "Its a 'Blessing' I have that grants me incredible power, but as well as a second personality, that has the tendency to be relentless and bloodthirsty." "But as it stands, that little ******** is under a seal at this moment." Death is your freedom. Soriku couldn't help but chuckle at his last comment. "Well, I suppose that's a good thing." She said, before pulling out a few blood packsa and handing them to Huelen. "There ya go." She said with a small smile. She never used them, but she had a few friends who needed them sometimes, so she carried them around with her when she left her house. She started looking around, one ear down on her head in slight confusion. Life is your prison, He assimilated one of the packs, and put the other in his mask and placed it back on his face. A small click was heard as the mask snapped into place. He tilted his head at her. "Something the matter?" Death is your freedom. |
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| Town of Vampires & Mortals (enter at your own risk) Go to post | 221982 | Chatterbox |
Sat Jun 20, 2009 7:56 pm |
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Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Soriku the Ookami "Oh, then I'm assuming he has to stay near you. Am I correct in this statement?" Soriku said. She understood why her statement seemed odd, most people did not think shadow beings were 'cute'. Life is your prison, He nodded slowly as he sniffed the air to see if there was any prey near-by. "He's part of me, also, if you haven't noticed...I'm a Vampire." "But, I'm particially in control of my hunger...I just need something fresh to feed on..." "Do you have anything I could consume Miss Soriku?" He grinned with his mask off, baring his teeth. Death is your freedom. "Umm, well, I don't have any meat on me. I keep blood packs in my bag, but I'm only assuming you wouldn't want that. I know a few places that sell raw meat, but they are a few blocks away from here, and I haven't gone huntin today yet." Soriku said, feeling a bit unprepared at that moment. Life is your prison, "If you don't mind sparing a pack." "I just need some substance til I find another heart to feed off of." "So...what keeps you safe around here...you've got swords, any skill with them?" Death is your freedom. "Um, if you call defeating at least maybe ten people with them single handedly skill, then yes." Soriku said, moving over to the bench and sitting down with her backpack in her lap, begining to rummage through it. "Not to mention I heal abnormally fast, have throwing knives, and am able to control, create and manipulate earth and fire." Life is your prison, "Haha, nicely put." "I manipulate Ice and Shadows." "I can move extremely fast, at the expense of my power...so I can't use major attacks when evading, but I can use simple attacks." "And I can Infect people with Darkness." "Its a 'Blessing' I have that grants me incredible power, but as well as a second personality, that has the tendency to be relentless and bloodthirsty." "But as it stands, that little ******** is under a seal at this moment." Death is your freedom. |
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| Town of Vampires & Mortals (enter at your own risk) Go to post | 221982 | Chatterbox |
Sat Jun 20, 2009 7:45 pm |
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Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Soriku the Ookami Soriku looked at the creature on Huelens back. "Aww, he's cute." She said, looking at it. "That is, assuming it's a he." She added, not wanting to be incorrect and offending it if it were female. Life is your prison, "Ah, well that's an interesting statement..." "It really has no kind of gender." "He's my Darkling, more simply, he's a servant of mine that helps with my Evocations." Death is your freedom. "Oh, then I'm assuming he has to stay near you. Am I correct in this statement?" Soriku said. She understood why her statement seemed odd, most people did not think shadow beings were 'cute'. Life is your prison, He nodded slowly as he sniffed the air to see if there was any prey near-by. "He's part of me, also, if you haven't noticed...I'm a Vampire." "But, I'm particially in control of my hunger...I just need something fresh to feed on..." "Do you have anything I could consume Miss Soriku?" He grinned with his mask off, baring his teeth. Death is your freedom. "Umm, well, I don't have any meat on me. I keep blood packs in my bag, but I'm only assuming you wouldn't want that. I know a few places that sell raw meat, but they are a few blocks away from here, and I haven't gone huntin today yet." Soriku said, feeling a bit unprepared at that moment. Life is your prison, "If you don't mind sparing a pack." "I just need some substance til I find another heart to feed off of." "So...what keeps you safe around here...you've got swords, any skill with them?" Death is your freedom. |
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| Town of Vampires & Mortals (enter at your own risk) Go to post | 221982 | Chatterbox |
Sat Jun 20, 2009 7:35 pm |
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Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Soriku the Ookami Sorikus ears twitched lightly as he answered her. "Soriku." She said simply. "You know that was my favorite bench right?" She asked, looking at the remains of the bench she had sat on many long days, throwing rocks at squirells and annoying children when she had nothing better to do. She moved out of her darkened corner into the light so that Huelen could see her. She had black wolf ears with blood red tips, and a wolf tail of the same coloring.other than that she looked human at that point. She had four swords on her person at the time and her cargo pants had ten pockets, all of which seemed to be full. Life is your prison, He smiles and nods as he points at a fresh bench where the other used to be. "You mean that bench?" "Its very nice to meet you Miss Soriku." He stepped closer to her so to show his features as well. His hair was a midnight black, and messy styled. He wore gothic pants over a rave-like suit. A katana was latched onto the bottom of his back, and a grey oxygen mask covered his face. The mask was used to hide his food in, as he walked around he fed on whatever he stored within it. Behind him, is a shadowy image which crawled all across his back, staring at Soriku. Death is your freedom. Soriku looked at the creature on Huelens back. "Aww, he's cute." She said, looking at it. "That is, assuming it's a he." She added, not wanting to be incorrect and offending it if it were female. Life is your prison, "Ah, well that's an interesting statement..." "It really has no kind of gender." "He's my Darkling, more simply, he's a servant of mine that helps with my Evocations." Death is your freedom. "Oh, then I'm assuming he has to stay near you. Am I correct in this statement?" Soriku said. She understood why her statement seemed odd, most people did not think shadow beings were 'cute'. Life is your prison, He nodded slowly as he sniffed the air to see if there was any prey near-by. "He's part of me, also, if you haven't noticed...I'm a Vampire." "But, I'm particially in control of my hunger...I just need something fresh to feed on..." "Do you have anything I could consume Miss Soriku?" He grinned with his mask off, baring his teeth. Death is your freedom. |
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| Town of Vampires & Mortals (enter at your own risk) Go to post | 221982 | Chatterbox |
Sat Jun 20, 2009 7:20 pm |
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Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Soriku the Ookami Soriku was standing in the shadows a few paces away, watching the going ons of this strange person. She flinched as a sliver of wood cut through the side of her cheek when he destroyed the bench, and watched as he aparently fed his sword. She had never seen this person in town before, so she was intrigued by his habits. "Quite a nice sword." She said a moment or two after the sword had absorbed the organ. Life is your prison, He turned around slowly and looked at the young maiden. "Thank you miss." "Its my Destruction weapon.." "My name is Huelen, Huelen Wolfe." "What might yours be?" Death is your freedom. Sorikus ears twitched lightly as he answered her. "Soriku." She said simply. "You know that was my favorite bench right?" She asked, looking at the remains of the bench she had sat on many long days, throwing rocks at squirells and annoying children when she had nothing better to do. She moved out of her darkened corner into the light so that Huelen could see her. She had black wolf ears with blood red tips, and a wolf tail of the same coloring.other than that she looked human at that point. She had four swords on her person at the time and her cargo pants had ten pockets, all of which seemed to be full. Life is your prison, He smiles and nods as he points at a fresh bench where the other used to be. "You mean that bench?" "Its very nice to meet you Miss Soriku." He stepped closer to her so to show his features as well. His hair was a midnight black, and messy styled. He wore gothic pants over a rave-like suit. A katana was latched onto the bottom of his back, and a grey oxygen mask covered his face. The mask was used to hide his food in, as he walked around he fed on whatever he stored within it. Behind him, is a shadowy image which crawled all across his back, staring at Soriku. Death is your freedom. Soriku looked at the creature on Huelens back. "Aww, he's cute." She said, looking at it. "That is, assuming it's a he." She added, not wanting to be incorrect and offending it if it were female. Life is your prison, "Ah, well that's an interesting statement..." "It really has no kind of gender." "He's my Darkling, more simply, he's a servant of mine that helps with my Evocations." Death is your freedom. |
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| Town of Vampires & Mortals (enter at your own risk) Go to post | 221982 | Chatterbox |
Sat Jun 20, 2009 7:09 pm |
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Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Huelen Wolfe Life is your prison, He quickly jumps off of the bench, landing a couple paces away, presses his hand to the earth and a pulse emits from him and shoots towards the bench. The bench is shot up into the air. He holds his katana still, the blade begins to grow a dark purple, and he strikes towards the bench with the sword. A massive energy blast shoots forth and tears the bench to shreds. As it rains pieces of wood... "Damnit." "I haven't had a good fight in months...I've become rusty.." Death is your freedom. Life is your prison, He slowly takes off his mask, as he takes it off blood begins to pour out. His fangs protrude out of his mouth, making it hard to not tell that he's a Vampire. He looks into his mask and takes out a small object that could only be described as a bloody organ, possibly either a beast's heart or human heart. He floats his sword above the bloody heart, the sword turns pitch black and tendrils shoot out, grabbing the food and absorbing it instantly. He sheathes his sword... "Hmmm...Need to find some more food..." Death is your freedom. Soriku was standing in the shadows a few paces away, watching the going ons of this strange person. She flinched as a sliver of wood cut through the side of her cheek when he destroyed the bench, and watched as he aparently fed his sword. She had never seen this person in town before, so she was intrigued by his habits. "Quite a nice sword." She said a moment or two after the sword had absorbed the organ. Life is your prison, He turned around slowly and looked at the young maiden. "Thank you miss." "Its my Destruction weapon.." "My name is Huelen, Huelen Wolfe." "What might yours be?" Death is your freedom. Sorikus ears twitched lightly as he answered her. "Soriku." She said simply. "You know that was my favorite bench right?" She asked, looking at the remains of the bench she had sat on many long days, throwing rocks at squirells and annoying children when she had nothing better to do. She moved out of her darkened corner into the light so that Huelen could see her. She had black wolf ears with blood red tips, and a wolf tail of the same coloring.other than that she looked human at that point. She had four swords on her person at the time and her cargo pants had ten pockets, all of which seemed to be full. Life is your prison, He smiles and nods as he points at a fresh bench where the other used to be. "You mean that bench?" "Its very nice to meet you Miss Soriku." He stepped closer to her so to show his features as well. His hair was a midnight black, and messy styled. He wore gothic pants over a rave-like suit. A katana was latched onto the bottom of his back, and a grey oxygen mask covered his face. The mask was used to hide his food in, as he walked around he fed on whatever he stored within it. Behind him, is a shadowy image which crawled all across his back, staring at Soriku. Death is your freedom. |
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| Town of Vampires & Mortals (enter at your own risk) Go to post | 221982 | Chatterbox |
Sat Jun 20, 2009 6:56 pm |
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Soriku the Ookami Huelen Wolfe Huelen Wolfe Huelen Wolfe Huelen Wolfe Life is your prison, Huelen slowly walked into town and sat down on a nearby bench and just surveyed the area, hoping for someone to come up. Death is your freedom. Life is your prison, He takes out his katana and begins to admire the sleek design of the blade as it heads down into the hilt less grip. A few blood stains from the past still remain on the brightened blade. He began swiping at the air, and with each swipe a cloud of darkness emerged for a couple seconds. Death is your freedom. Life is your prison, He quickly jumps off of the bench, landing a couple paces away, presses his hand to the earth and a pulse emits from him and shoots towards the bench. The bench is shot up into the air. He holds his katana still, the blade begins to grow a dark purple, and he strikes towards the bench with the sword. A massive energy blast shoots forth and tears the bench to shreds. As it rains pieces of wood... "Damnit." "I haven't had a good fight in months...I've become rusty.." Death is your freedom. Life is your prison, He slowly takes off his mask, as he takes it off blood begins to pour out. His fangs protrude out of his mouth, making it hard to not tell that he's a Vampire. He looks into his mask and takes out a small object that could only be described as a bloody organ, possibly either a beast's heart or human heart. He floats his sword above the bloody heart, the sword turns pitch black and tendrils shoot out, grabbing the food and absorbing it instantly. He sheathes his sword... "Hmmm...Need to find some more food..." Death is your freedom. Soriku was standing in the shadows a few paces away, watching the going ons of this strange person. She flinched as a sliver of wood cut through the side of her cheek when he destroyed the bench, and watched as he aparently fed his sword. She had never seen this person in town before, so she was intrigued by his habits. "Quite a nice sword." She said a moment or two after the sword had absorbed the organ. Life is your prison, He turned around slowly and looked at the young maiden. "Thank you miss." "Its my Destruction weapon.." "My name is Huelen, Huelen Wolfe." "What might yours be?" Death is your freedom. |
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