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Rpc Name: Angeles Valentine
Nation: Nocturne
Rank: trainee
Bloodline applied for: Vampirism
What you know about the bloodline: Vampires require blood to utilize the skills specific to the vampire bloodline. Use of the skills is counted similarly to the energy system, save double the cost. If the user depletes their blood supply by using the vampiric skills they must replenish it by drinking blood. Animal blood can suffice, but does not quell the thirst of higher-ranked vampires. The greater amount of blood consumed, the greater amount of energy replenished.

Vampires have a subtle skill that is always active, allowing them to heal from wounds. The effectiveness of the skill is based on the rank of the user. Vampires can also move faster, have greater reflexes and are stronger than most other bloodlines. Conversely vampires are severely weakened in the daylight and are affected more by light or holy based attacks. They cannot change others into vampires and cannot regenerate a lost head.

In addition, vampires have the ability to create a dark mist, communicate with other vampires telepathically, call in fog to the battlefield, transform into a swarm of bats to travel longer distances and induce themselves into a bloodrage.
RP Sample: Angeles’ eyes opened. Jade green looked out to the brown of a wooden ceiling. With a light inhale she sat up and looked out the window. Night. Then again it was always night in this city. She stood up from the bed she lay on and straightened out her clothes. She gathered up her things and moved out of the room. Moving down the stairs she strayed from her path only to pay for her stay and moved outside.

She moved over towards the stables and had her mount saddled and prepared. After making sure everything was secure she tipped the stable boy and pulled herself up into the saddle. Alexandria’s hooves clopped against the street as she trotted down a small hill. There were several people about, none paid much mind to her and she recuperated the lack of interest. A serene smile was on her crimson lips as she steered her horse with only a single hand, her other resting on her hip.

It was a calm day it seemed, how long would it last?

As they moved along Angeles observed her surroundings, though she had been down that way for many a time. She was on her way to meet someone. A piece of paper for summons stuck in her coat pocket. The nature of the meaning was clandestine, and shadiness of it was not lost on her, but she was going to go anyway. With her Deathwhisper slipped into her boot, she was prepared for whatever happened next.

It took only a short while to get out of the city. The growing amount of sunlight on the horizon telling how far out she was going. After a short amount of time all eight legs of her horse came to a stop. There was another figure there, cloaked in black. Around him were various armed men. He was prepared as well. She got off her horse, letting the reigns rest on her neck as she stepped forward.

“So nice of you to take the time to see me.”

“It’s my pleasure,” she said to the old man, “but I must inquire as to what you summoned me for.”

“Isn’t it obvious given your profession?” he asked with a grin, “I have someone for you to kill.”

Angeles cocked a single eyebrow and folded her arms, “alright, straight to business with you then,” her voice was calm and sedated, disappointed sounding as if she were expecting a sort of different encounter, “care to tell me of this person?”

“Why yes, of course,” the man let his hood fall back. He was rather wrinkled and his hair was a light grey color. His narrowed eyes, though, did not hold the kind and gentle look of others his age, “he used to be an old associate of mine, we started a business together, you see. We were very young at the time and he went off to get married, but still held fifty percent of the royalties. He still has fifty percent of the royalties and I need that in order to sell, but he just will not let go of it.”

The man pulled out a small bag, but it was full, “so if you could take care of him for me, make it seem like an accident, I would be most grateful, and I will pay you this same amount after its done,” the man tossed the bag and it was deftly caught in one hand. Angeles felt the weight of it. She smiled and walked forward calmly, slipping her other hand into her pocket. The men around the man shifted, preparing for an attack. Angeles merely put the bag against the man’s chest, over his heart.

“I decline.”

“What!?” the old man gasped, grey eyes widening in surprise.

Angeles did not repeat herself instead she lowered her hand to drop the weight, the elderly man’s hand fumbling up to take it from her as she turned and made her way towards her mount.

“You can’t,” came a snarl behind her and she looked over her shoulder. The armed men all came towards her. She grinned and seemed to vanish, a black mist behind her. She was instead at the throat of one of the men, seemingly kissing it save for blood pouring from her mouth down his neck.

Jade eyes changed to garnets as she let the now dead man fall to the ground and turned to the others. She smirked cruelly and a fog rolled in, thickening slowly until everything was hidden from view. The men all began to panic and swing their weapons about blindly. But out the edge of the fog, the white horse moved out of it, Angeles sitting calmly with the shadow. The two of them made their way back towards the city. She was sure this was the last she had seen of that man and his body guards, but for now the crisis had been averted.

Rpc Name: Sabal
Nation: Sutami
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Incubus
What you know about the bloodline:
While the common manifestation of this bloodline is the succubus, many overlook the Incubus as a formidable foe. His appearance has a habit of rendering women useless in most situations and the creature holds an array of talents and skills to use against the men he might encounter.
Rp Sample:
Sabal sighed and took another drag of his cigarette. Who needed a harem when women fell at his feet wherever he went? Laughing as the husband drug his newest fling away, he couldn't help but wonder why women sought out inferior beings to himself for the abomination of marriage. But then, he'd always be nearby. In their thoughts, actions, nightly passions. He was never far in mind even if he was far in body. The women remembered him. And he had heard on more than one occasion from these women that they cried his name at night. Much to the torment of their husband or current lover, of course. Getting up, Sabal wandered over to the balcony to look over the city from his penthouse.

This home was the only penthouse of his sexual playground properties, but it paled in comparison to himself. He still had yet to find anything that could compare. Stretching his wings, Sabal took off into the sky to scour Auroura City for someone to drain out tonight. But most of them were coupled up with grotesque men. Those surly little beasts thought they were protecting their females. Smiling, Sabal swooped in on an unsuspecting pair. His tail lanced through the man's throat as Sabal aimed a gun at the woman. "Mon amour ne te quitterai jamais," he said as he fired just to the left of the woman. A pink gas enveloped her as she swayed and jumped into Sabal's arms. Oh yes, this one will do, he thought as she was stripping while he carried her away.

sorceress: Accepted

polar: Accepted

ghostly: Approved. btw after you make your character, post in Hellgrind instead of the CAZ because thats where everybody is at right now. >.>

Rpc Name: William Rayne
Nation: Kranila
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Shapeshifter
What you know about the bloodline:
Shapeshifters can change into anything alive, as well as animals. They can gain the memories and abilities of those they transform into. They are weak against silver as well, same as lycans.
Rp Sample:

William was running fast down the road. He had just stolen an apple from a market. He had not yet earned todays pay, and was extremely hungry. He was sure the guards hadn't seen him, but they were chasing him none the less. William ran fast north, opposite his own home. William ran through alleyways, but the people of the city directed the guards. William was laughing as he ran, as it was fun for him. He loved running through the city, it was fun and he was a skilled parkourist, so almost nothing could catch him. William dodged into another alley, and was bored again. He ran up the wall and grabbed a ledge, pulling himself up onto a ledge. They saw as he did so. William got a good look at the first guy climbing a near ladder and shifted into him.

As the guy got up, he was surprised to see... Himself. William Quickly grabbed him around the neck and knocked him unconcious, hiding the body on an overhang. As the others climbed up, they saw him and William pointed them in the other direction. William shifted into a cat, and ran home the rest of the way.

the page said I just had have looked at it and seen it.

Rpc Name: Lucas
Nation: Nocturne(?)
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Vamprism.
What you know about the bloodline: (If you put everything it will be denied on the spot)
Well, they are stronger than normal humans, also faster. Though not quite as fast as lycans. They also are half as strong when out in the sunlight. Also, they have a insatiable thirst for blood. Which I would need to make sure I kepy feeding a lot I assume. I think that just about sums it up xP
Rp Sample: (at least 2 paragraphs of at least 10 lines using said BL) Lucas, was jumping from tree branch to tree branch, it was midnight, and a lycan was hot on his trail. The lycan was far stronger. And was already "Wolfed out", But Lucas using his head launched a silver throwing knife into the Lycans Shoulder. This would slow it down. But it would soon be catching up with its greater speed. But he was calm, calculating his next move, if he was going to make it out of this forest tonight alive he would have to think fast and rationa- the thought was interrupted as the lycans gaping jaws clamped shut on the tree branch he has just jumped onto. Luckily he had launched into the air, about to throw two knives downwards. But the wolf had already got him. It held his left ankle in its jaw and slammed him to the ground breaking his right hand, and ripping deep into the bone of the left ankle. "Agh!" Lucas screamed in agony, as he threw the two knives he held into the face of the beast. It was foolish to have gotten so close. It took the blades directly to the face. Ending its pitiful life. Lucas began to walk to the small village just outside the forest. Within ten minutes he had made it there. Where he collapsed by a small farm house due to blood loss. A young woman came out of the house holding a lantern. Letting out a gasp as she saw the man sprawled out onto the ground, She rushed to his side. Turning him over onto his back. His eyes slowly opened to look into hers. He sat up. Touched the back of her neck, Pulling her closer, he then proceeded to kiss her on the neck, then he sank his fangs in deep. Beginning to drain this poor girl of her blood. THE END. This is crap. I know. But I can always try again if this simple thing doesn't work.

Oh, crap I didn't read it correctly then Dx... but thanks. I'll get to making my character and everything tomorrow.