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 Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 2:00 pm
 Creepy Pipe Organ Music here... You live in a country, you forget the name, but it seems that most days are stormy. maybe you were born here, maybe you moved, maybe you've been here for a long, long time... it doesn't matter. what matters is that you live in the village. Valholm, yes, that's it... It's a lovely town, very quaint, peaceful... until night falls... then that's when the strangest things occur... Like the Bachel family, who only appears at night, for in the day they hide within their mansion... But they are nothing compared to Ulric Himmel, the man who lives in the tower on the hill... Himmel scares everyone, because day and night, the skeletons of knights guard his castle... and only those he deems worthy are able to enter and leave... But the town's resident doctor, who lives across the valley from Himmel is equally fearsome. He is Dr. Gordon Rammstein. Gordon did not grow up here, but recently moved here from overseas... On the first night here, he dug up the graveyard... after three nights later there was the first battle. There was one every night after that too... Dr. Gordon and Himmel hate each other, so every night, Gordon's zombie horde attacks the skeleton army... which means neither terrorizes the town... Now, that leaves the question, who are you? Are you a villager? Do you dread each night and live in fear of Himmel or the mysterious disappearances tied with the Bachels? Are you from the Bachel Family? A vampire who leaves each night to drink the blood of the living? Are you an apprentice to Ulric Himmel? a young boy or girl who works to learn the intricacies of black magic from the necromancer? Are you the assistant of Dr. Gordon? A young boy or girl who is learning the ways of science, having to dig up bodies in the day for Gordon, who hides their purpose? Or are you someone from another town, caught up in the strange happenings of Valholm? Either way, this quaint hamlet may be your final resting place...
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 2:09 pm
Rules:
1. Gaia ToS
2. No godmoding.
3. No Cybering.
4. No killing unless you have permission from either me, or the person you are killing.
5. My word is law.
6. No omniscient knowledge.
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 3:09 pm
Profiles:Villager: PM title "Help! I'm being repressed!" [size=9]
I'm called (name)
I'm about... (age)
I do (job) for my bread.
I really don't like (fears)
This is how it started... (short bio)
Here's my picture: (appearance)
My secret is (gaianame)[/size] Vampire: PM title "I want to drain your veins!" [size=9]
I'm known as (name) Bachel
Age doesn't matter, but I'm (age)
I rather dislike (fears)
My childhood is different... (bio)
This is how I look: (appearance)
My true identity is (gaianame)[/size] Necromancer's apprentice: PM title "I fear not death!" [size=9]
They call me... (name)
Well, I'm, say... (age)
Ulric has taught me (magic abilities)
Grah! I hate (fears)
Well, let me tell you that (short bio)
Behold!: (appearance)
(gaianame) is my real master.[/size] Scientist's aide: PM title "Eureka!" [size=9]
Let's start with the basics. I'm (name)
I'd say I'm (age)
I prefer the field of (scientific knowledge)
I like to keep a (weapon of choice) by me... just in case.
Egads! Keep (fears) away from me!
I start off simple: (short bio)
My photograph: (appearance)
Te man behind the curtain is (gaianame)[/size] Traveler: PM title "This is my BOOMSTICK!" [size=9]
Hey, I'm (name)
I'm (age), or maybe I'm older...
My (weapons) keep me safe.
I do (job) for fun.
Just don't mention (fears)
I wander, but here's the low-down, (short bio)
Here's a look at me: (appearance)
Hail to the king, baby: (gaianame)[/size]
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 3:33 pm
Positions (request to take one of these)
Villagers:
Mayor - Baldrice
Barber -
Sheriff -
Bachel Family:
Head of house - Adrian Bachel
Wife -
Eldest daughter - Star Bachel
Eldest son -
Youngest Daughter - Luna Bachel
Youngest Son - Lance Bachel
Daughter-
Daughter-
Son -
Son -
Necromancer and Apprentices
Necromancer - Ulric Himmel
Favored Apprentice -
Apprentice - Belladonna Hazelwood
Apprentice -
Newest Apprentice - Adam Tully
Scientist and Aides:
Scientist/Town Doctor- Dr. Gordon Rammstein
Favored Aide -
Aide - Grey Winters
Aide -
Igor (lowest aide) -
Travelers
Vampire Hunter- Nicholas Fortune
Werewolf - Lilium Vilkacis
Wandering Merchant -
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 3:50 pm
Accepted Profiles:
Villagers:
I'm called Mayor Baldrice,
I'm about... 54 years old - been mayor for half of those years, too!
I rip off - er, listen to my townsfolk for my bread.
I really don't like undead, supernatural or magical beings, uprisings, the dark, or my townsfolk.
This is how it started... Well, this is just great! You think you land an easy job, becoming the leader of a quiet little hamlet. But hamlets grow, and strange residents move in with them. And... I'm suspicious that there may be vampires here as well....
Here's my picture: Big, fat, not so jolly. Do you know how difficult it is to find anime pictures of fat men? Freaking perfectionists....
My secret is zfatal.
Bachel Vampires:
I'm known as (Adrian) Bachel
Age doesn't matter, but I'm (600)
I rather dislike (the sun)
My childhood is different... (I long ago made a pact with a man of magic for immortality. I was cursed and became a vampire. Though I did fall into the darkness, I eventually climbed back up, refraining from killing humans or turning them into my kind. I've taught my sons and daughters not to turn humans, but their thirst is so great, I cannot halt them from killing... I must remain silent over that issue... otherwise, I may meet my end.)
This is how I look: ( )
My true identity is (SPI -14)
I'm known as (Lance) Bachel
Age doesn't matter, but I'm (19)
I rather dislike (needels, Animal abusers.)
My childhood is different... (I have been confined to the dark for the w hole of my life. Its been full of blood and screams just for the sake of liveing. )
This is how I look: (
My true identity is (Flare Kinuta)
I'm known as (Luna) Bachel
Age doesn't matter, but I'm (17)
I rather dislike (the sun, fights, spiders, and Barbie-look-alikes.)
My childhood is different... (I haven't been a vampire all my life. I was on a cruise, and had Luekimia. The boat was like the Titanic, and bumped into an iceberg. Miraculously, someone {if anyone wants to be that person, go right ahead} bit her, for some odd reason, and she continued to live. Her real parents didn't survive and the Bachel family took her in, knowing that she is a vampire, and Luna having no clue. But many years later, she found out, by being told to stay inside all day, going out at night, getting blood cravings, her pale skin, fangs, etc.
This is how I look:
My true identity is (d3arlylov3d)
I'm known as (Star) Bachel
Age doesn't matter, but I'm (22)
I rather dislike (the sun and killing fear)
My childhood is different... (I am the eldest daughter of the Bachel family. I try not to kill those who i feed from but sometimes it happens and I truely regret it. I love reading from the library it's quite and i like to be alone most of the time.)
This is how I look: ( )
My true identity is (zania22)[/
Necromancers:
They call me... (Ulric von Himmel)
Well, I'm, say... (400)
I know everything pertaining to black magic.
Grah! I hate (nonbelievers of the craft)
Well, let me tell you that (I was once a feared man. I had armies that drove terror into the hearts of kings, dictators and emperors. Then one day, a young man, barely 18, took a sword of light and struck me down in my castle. I wasn't killed, but wounded. I healed, but I never tried to control so much again... too much power can corrupt, you know...)
Behold!: ( )
(SPI -14) is my real master.
They call me... (Belladonna Hazelwood)
Well, I'm, say... (75)
Ulric has taught me (how to control the bodies of the dead like marionettes)
Grah! I hate (water, heights, and small spaces)
Well, let me tell you that (I am very stubborn. I do what I want unless Ulric tells me otherwise. Even then, I can't guaruntee that I'm going to do everything he tells me. I try as hard as I can to meet his standards in the dark arts, though. I'm not really a people person and my social skills aren't that great. It's not that I have trouble speaking to people, it's just that I have trouble speaking to them... in a vaguely kind manner.)
Behold!: ( )
(Krusnik05Vamp) is my real master.
They call me... (Adam Tully)
Well, I'm, say... (18 )
Ulric has taught me (How to bend and controll fire shadows and water. I can almost bring something back to life but its not working to well)
Grah! I hate (spiders, my father, to much light)
Well, let me tell you that (I was bored and needed some fun so I decided to follow Mr. Himmils ways. I usally try and stay with him beacuse my father is a very disruptive man)
Behold!: ( )
(flare kinuta) is my real master.
Scientists:
Let's start with the basics. I'm (Dr. Gordon Rammstein)
I'd say I'm (32)
I prefer the field of (Medicine)
I like to keep a (9mm pistol) by me... just in case.
Egads! Keep (scorpions) away from me!
I start off simple: (ten years ago, the love of my life was killed, as was my beautiful daughter. I tried to get over the loss, but I found I couldn't live without them. I delved deep into researching the human body. I was banished from my homeland for my experiments to revive dying flesh.)
My photograph: 
The man behind the curtain is (SPI -14)
Let's start with the basics. I'm (Grey Winters)
I'd say I'm (19)
I prefer the field of (Poisons)
I like to keep a (Lead pipe) by me... just in case.
Egads! Keep (Bright lights, Loud noises, and Spiders) away from me!
I start off simple: (I was orphaned at the age of 7 and supported myself with the help of the noble art of pick-pocketing until I was taken in by the Doctor.)
My photograph: ( )
The man behind the curtain is (Tieaiel)
Travelers:
Hey, I'm Nicholas Fortune.
I'm 29, or maybe I'm older...
My many guns keep me safe.
I kill vampires, among other things, for fun. You know, strangely enough, I never liked horror flicks as a child.
Just don't mention my arachnophobia or my fear of clowns.
I wander, but here's the low-down, I wander around the third world, taking work as a mercenary against the supernatural. Vampires are just the most common of my prey.
Here's a look at me: http://media.photobucket.com/image/anime vampire hunter/Evamonky/50c3.jpg?o=15
Hail to the king, baby: zfatal
Hey, I'm Lilium Vilkacis
I'm 250, or maybe I'm older...
My claws keep me safe.
I kill cattle for food... and kill humans for fun.
Just don't mention wolfsbane or silver...
I wander, but here's the low-down, I live in the forests surrounding the village. Anyone foolish enough to wander the woods at night is as good as dead. During the day time, I can wander around the village in my human disguise, although I don't think many people are fooled.
Here's a look at me:
Werewolf
Human disguise
Hail to the king, baby: Techni-coloured BloodBath
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 5:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 5:36 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 10:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 1:57 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 2:03 pm
It started like any other night... The two silhouettes climbed the rocks on either side of the valley... One's glasses glinted in the moonlight, the other's hands glowing with arcane energies. they pointed to each other, and from behind them, they came. The massive horde of groaning zombies shambled from behind the glasses-wearing man, and a force of armor-wearing skeletons with swords and shields ran out to engage the enemy.
The night ended in a stalemate, as there were too many zombies for the skeletons to cleave, and the skeletons fought too well to be overtaken by the zombie horde...
That morning the village talked of the battle, who they hoped would win next time, or the flaws of each force. they talked in hushed voices, of course, since they didn't want either the doctor's aides or the necromancer's initiates listening...
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 2:14 pm
((It's the morning now right?))
Adam walked threw the streets tunning out many of the people discussing the battle last night. He thought over what had happened realizing a few weeknesses in there defense's as well as the Zombie hords. He looked around and slipped into a cafe.The rucuss in there quickly quieted as the people looked at the teen. 'Great just what I needed this morning.' Adam thoguht savigly and got a hot choclate and disspeared heading up to Mr. Himmel's place with a bored expression.
(Edit))
Lance sighed sitting in the Batchel familyhome stareing at teh ceiling. It was so boreing in the morning. Lance got up and wandered around the house not really careing where he went. THe youngr brother endeup in the library as he scanned the many books looking for one he could care to read in these dull times.
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 3:33 pm
(Yes, it is.)
Ulric Von Himmel was in the highest room of his tower, spellbooks levitating around him, some he'd toss to the ground when he decided he was done with them. suffice to say, his tower was an utter mess. The necromancer didn't care about the state of order in his tower, he had much more important things to deal with...
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Adrian swiveled around his chair in the library, facing his youngest son, "Well, my boy, You've managed to find me in my favorite place... The library hold the history of our entire line... as well as the entire area..."
he remained silent after that, since he'd rather not bring up any other issues his sons or daughters might hate him for... although it was slightly ironic... he distanced himself from his sons and daughters, so they wouldn't dislike him...
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 5:02 pm
With a yawn, Grey walked over to the window, casting a glance at the morning sky. Another day begins, he thinks wistfully, before heading out of his room to find something to eat.
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 5:28 pm
Belladonna sat locked in a room with books surrounding her as she diligently studied the dark arts. She was starting to become bored and debated whether or not she should set aside her studies and practice what she had learned. She rose up out of her seat and focused her mind on the carcass of a dead cat she had found. She held out her hand and it stood and began walking around the room. She bade it to jump, but to no avail. Guess I'll have to study harder, she thought.
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 6:46 pm
Dr. Gordon descended from his castle, white labcoat unmistakable in the morning sun. It seemed the man never slept... he headed down to the store today... but only bought flour, sugar, and salt. Then, without saying anything else, he climbed back up to his castle.
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Ulric finished the last part of his chant, and the tower suddenly became saturated with magical power, increasing the spells casted inside tenfold. The necromancer smiled slightly, raising up a sphere with no effort to gaze upon the tower's interior. flicking his fingers, he opened the windows in the tower, allowing light in through the stained glass windows adorning the interior.
He then began to raise more of the dead from the ancient battlefield his tower stood upon.
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