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 Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 12:46 pm
((Haha, don't apologize! xD That's the point!))
Crash slowly opens his eyes to a dark room.
"Gah...why can't it be tomorrow already?! D:"
He sluggishly pulls himself off of the bed and looks outside.
Suddenly, the most strange happening occurs outside. A girl had zoomed up through three streets ands intersections, straight up the middle of the street!!
"The hell?!"
Wide-eyed and prepared for trouble he leapt off the bed and burst out the front door. He quickly dashed around the corner as the girl glanced back.
"I hope she didn't she my sash..."
He peered around the corner, making sure she was kept in his sight.
A he turned to follow her again he noticed a truck barrelling toward her!
"Hey w-watch ou-..."
To his embarrassment, she nonchalantly stepped out of the street, unpreturbed.
"I guess she didn't hear me...lucky..."
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 7:22 pm
[[»Kenji-San says«]] Cian had been watching a single male vampires movements for sometime, not being one to gossip, and being as old as he was he could tell this young ripe was most likely looking for a chat with more of his kind. Frowning Cian watch on, he would be needed at the club soon, as he was every night. Though with his eternity of life, you would figure he would have plenty of time, to his misfortune it was exactly the opposite, he may run the business, but that did not mean he had to enjoy it. Not to be misunderstood that is, he truly loved his life, or more realistic, his eternal death. With no stop to it, he had done so much in his everlasting life, and had many names. Weather it was a real name, used by everyone such as Cian, which he had chosen for his current nesting in California.
Now there was yet another complicated matter, his current nest. Despite the fact that he knew his kind were scattered over the states, no correction. Over the world, or less known, worlds. He had still chosen to chose one of the places he knew to be most populated with his own damn kind, the same kind he unnaturally chose to stay a distance from, he never really enjoyed lingering with his own, actually several times he had detested it. There was only a certain standpoint of Vampires as they were called most of the time, one of the single tags most thought to be fiction. Unless of course, you were the unintelligent, foolish, sci-fi freaks who dressed up in what they thought to be the clothes of Vampires.
"They will want me back at the club" His voice was light, as if he wanted no one else in the world to here him, it was more or less a reminder of his own problems, or work in his current name, and position. Cian, as he was called at the time, owned a large club in Cali, mostly run by a group of humans, mixed with one or two of the un-dead vampires he chose to mingle with who needed a job, though it was a vampire run club. It was not of course, a vampire only club. If it had been, then he would have to mingle with his own kind something he was not willing to do, or in factuality wanting to do. He had made this choice when he made the club, if he had decided to make it a vampire home it would more or less, be a large-scale nest. That would eventually be spotted on the maps, by none other then the bogus, want to be, exterminators of his kind.
As he make his way silently, and swiftly negotiation his way back to the club via the rooftops of Cali, he thought more on the matter. These, self proclaimed 'Hunters', were nothing more then annoying, unintellectual, over sized, bugs. Meant to be swatted away with a store bought fly swatter, or in the case at hand, weapons. Naturally, he had no need for such things, seeing his body was a weapon itself, from his fangs, to his fists. He had more then enough time since being turned to train and practice his art of combat, and with his own skills that came mentally, he was a more then great fighter, both in hand to hand combat, or weapon combat. If it even came down to it, with his inhuman sight, he was an incredible shot with a pistol, and had a bad habit of not missing. Though, being what he was, also made him prefer taking lives up close. Suddenly his mind flicker back to his real life issues as he drop to the ground, and enter the club, the music emitting from the speakers at a very loud tone, though as he had learned to do, he just clicked it off and his mind couldn't hear it. He had learned many things over the years. Which also made him all the more lethal.
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TypoCriedTheLiterate Crew
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 8:05 pm
It was nightfall before Adelle and Eric had made it home, another uneventful day, not so much as a whisper from any acclaimed 'hunters'. Eric had suspected they would come out in droves during the day, as they still believed the stories about vampires being supersensitive to sunlight, Adelle smirked at the irony, laying down, they drifted into an uneasy sleep
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 8:17 pm
{{fine then I don't apologize especially since kenji's post puts mine to shame.lol}}
The moment Kyra stepped onto the curb, reality came back and she realized there was somekind of commotion. Turning she realized it was a only a truck that had passed. She also saw a stranger standing across the street and thought it best to move on, he had a funny look on his face anyway.
With that she realized that Josh would never believe her. She wanted to be alone to think of what the strange teleportation could mean anyways. As she turned once again to pace around until she came up with an idea, she discovered that the stranger was still looking at her oddly and didn't realize that she had stopped in her tracks, and was staring back intently.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 1:28 am
((No joke! xD))
As his heart return to a normal pace, he stood up straight again and began to walk away from the girl.
"Nothing but trouble, I'm sure..."
He glanced back one last time jsut to make sure he wasn't imagining thing when he met, instead, a long, curious stare.
"Oh...crap..." he murmered under his breath.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 6:18 am
(( ...This came out really creepy... sweatdrop ))
R.M. had been wandering for several hours now, distracting hirself from the momotony of the world by, tracking down a male s/he had seen a while ago. I will not attack if he will be missed... Too risky. S/he followed him into an alley, then quickly left when s/he saw him with a human she knew sold drugs. No thanks, watching my master plummet into addiction because of a single feeding was enough for me. I'm not putting myself through that.
R.M. turned around and began to hunt another human, this time gathering information more quickly, for less time between the now and the feeding.
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TypoCriedTheLiterate Crew
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 7:10 pm
[[»Kenji-San says«]] [[ Alas, It may have been large but it was an entry post. Most of them are made to be large I think. Most of my other posts will be at least one paragraph minimum but if it is large only depends on my mood, and other benefactors. ]]
As Cian silently worked on in the club, he caught the fresh scent of blood. To his on amusement, and horror, right in the middle of his club, a vampire was taking the life from a mortal woman. Several other of his kind were watching on with a craze, while any human that glanced at the 'horror' so to say, or at least, that is what the mortals would think. Started screaming,
and eventually, everyone was scared half to death. He cursed himself under his breath, he had known such an occasion would come, and had been prepared. He had a few choices in this case, he could always attempt a mind sweep, and kill the others of his kind, or he could do it the way that would only cause enjoyment, troubles, and eventually a larger problem. He could cause a blood bath, which in the end there would be not a single witness, but if he did that then he would most likely end up having to leave his newly bought 'nest'.
Then suddenly, a thought seemed to click on in Cian’s head, like a light bulb, or a switch. He could of course pose it as a stunt, or some form of entertainment. Of course, that is what he could do, and then afterwards he would skin the dirty b*****d alive for almost ruining him. Cian walked silently and swiftly toward a microphone and started talking, his voice amplified and echoing around the club. "That folks is of course the newest display here at club Eternity ." Something Cian happened to know very much about, more then most Vampires around. There weren't many that had outlived him, most either cut down by natural causes or struck down by those idiotic hunters, and those that lived were mostly younger then him. "We decided to take this approach recently, and test it out on a lucky group of people. Of course, no one was harmed during the act. However, may I remind you folks to be calm, and remember no body else is to be told about this, considering its a little secret and was only a test to see the peoples reactions. Thank you for the time and I hope you enjoy the rest of the time spent here at club Eternity."
A sigh escaped his lips as he walk forward toward the soon to be dead, more or less correction this fool already had suffered a horrible death. On the other hand, perhaps, if you thought about the eternity, a gift. He lightly picks up the woman, who was sucked completely, and was already dead, thank the heavens, or in his case the hells. The last thing he would need was a freshly turned immortal, several of them turned out weak, and the others just thought they were invincible. Most of the time, if they were his turned, he would train them. Or throw stake through their hearts if they got to cocky, he could recall one such turned, he thought he was invincible, and got to cocky. He had quickly dealt with him of course, and removed its head with one of his katanas. As his mind return to the real world, and his current situation, he signals for the vampire to follow him into the back of the club. The scent of fear was trickling from the vampire, filling Cian’s nostrils, he knew, as did all of the others of his kind in the club, that he was soon to be nothing but a pile of ash.
As Cian enter the back of the club he continue moving into the alley way, the vampire stammering behind him, he throw the body to the side, and grab the unlucky, undead, immortal idiot by the throat. With a thud, he slam him against the wall like a rag doll. "You realize, you damn near ******** my entire business up? You could have had the entire club staff, and visitors killed! Including having hunters on our ******** asses?!" Cian's fangs were showing, moonlight making them glow slightly. If anyone were to see him, it would be easy to tell what he was. He ripped the vampires dagger from its concealed spot, and put it to his throat. "This won't kill you, but it will hurt like a b***h." Cian smiled in a sadistic fashion, and ran the blade through the vampires gut, then twisted it slowly. As he ripped the dagger out he quickly, with speed making it seem like he didn't even move plunged the dagger back into the vampire, at a different point and twist it swiftly. The vampires screams could be heard echoing through the alley, had Cian been in his right state of mind, he would be more careful and muffle the noise.
The glimmer of hate could be seen in his eyes, or was it the look of madness? Had he gone completely insane? He could hear the sounds of footsteps at the alley entrance, and Cian didn't bother to look, only act. The dagger flung from his hand into the mortal at the entrance, his anger flaring, he did not bother to glance, did not even care if it was someone he knew. He only pulled the dagger back into his hand using the ability he had mastered long ago, telekinesis. As the dagger reach his hand, without thought he starting ripping the blade across near the shoulder, and removing the screaming beasts right arm off. Its horrific howls of pain continued to echo along the alley, nobody came to save the fool. At this point, the ground below Cian's feet was no more then a crimson puddle, the smell reaching his nose seemed to clam him, but not enough. He cut the beast's other arm off in a similar fashion to his right, the grin of his horrific pleasure would be the last thing seen by the vampire, as Cian drive the dagger through its neck, and remove its head it suddenly turn into mere ashes.
With that, Cian stand there, the clouds of anger starting to lift from his head, though there was no remorse seen in his eyes as he glare down at the ashes. Before long he started mentally attacking himself, the anger had taken over him and now he had to deal with this. Without noise, he slammed his fist into the wall, closing his eyes and thinking. At least now, he had the chance too.
[[Gehh! Did I over do the violence? I lowered it down as low as I could! It is a lot better then it would have been at first! If I need to lower it some more, I suppose I always could remove a few bits. ]]
[[P.s.s- A message to fellow mods, if I have indeed overdone the Violence a touch, do not edit my damn post please. Just inform me, and I will do it myself gladly. I hate when people alter my writing rather then just letting me handle it myself. ]]
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 7:11 pm
Jean glided along high above the streets. She let her mind wander as she reveled in the breeze. Being so old she could naturally sence the locations of other vapires- though usually her mind only liked to pick up on those that where strong or as old as she. She let her body weave in and out of buildings as she hummed along to the music blasting through the speakers of her iPod.
She perched on the corner of a club and studided the crowd below. Mobs of humans- all young, or mostly young- chittering on as they waited in a crowded mass aling the wide sidewalk to enter the club. Jean smiled to herself and started to put her wings back in their spell. "I suppose I could do for a little fun toninght," she mused to herself, "The day was boreing enough- besides," she streched as the wings settled in their spell, "I sence a stong one inside that I don't think that I've encountered before."
She walked to the roof top exit and casually snapped the lock as she turned the knob. She let the door click shut before she wandered down stairs. She shut off her iPod as she opened the first floor door into the loud ruckus of the dance floor. She nodded in a buisness like way at some startled teens- they shrugged her off and an employee and continued their night out.
She sat down at the bar and watched the life all around her feeling like she was in a bee hive- the sweet nector of life was all around her and all she had to do ws grab it. She refrained though, not feeling the hunger. She contently smiled at the crowd as she tried to locate the one she had felt before.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 7:22 pm
Jean caught the mental feeling of life being drained from one of the mortals- fast too. She shook her head and sighed, 'THere is a weak power shucking that vessel of life- right in the middle of God and everybody. Are they getting stupider and stupider or is it just me?'
Her attention was called to the stage as more of the living stood in shock at the sight of the woman and the vampire. A pleasent voice rang out from a mic, "We decided to take this approach recently, and test it out on a lucky group of people. Of course, no one was harmed during the act. Though, may I remind you folks to be calm, and remember no body else is to be told about this, considering its a little secret and was only a test to see the peoples reactions. Thank you for the time, and I hope you enjoy the rest of the time spent here at club Eternity."
She mused to her self that she had found the one she had come here for as she saw the man talking on the stage. She watched with a grin as he clamored down and hauled the woman away with the frightened vampire pup in tow. 'This is going to be good.' thought as she saw them heading for the back. Jean calmly walked back to the stair she had taken and made her way to the roof. She jumped down and peeked around the corner just as she heard the strong vampire yelling at the poor vamp-pup.
She watched with glee as the young one was mutilated for his selfish and idiodic actions in the club- 'They'll never get trained if you don't use a newspaper... or dagger, both is fine.'
((No, the violence seemed just about right to me- not too gory but not too plain. Good job! ^_^))
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 7:42 pm
[{it's fine kenji}]
Adelle and Eric woke to a call from the street below, going to the window, Adelle saw nothing but cars as the humans drove to work, getting Eric up, both left the house, not knowing or expecting what to do for the day
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 8:54 pm
As Agito strolled carelessly down the dimly lit street, He began thinking about his previous life before he was a vampire, (And a feared one at that), And reflected on his brother, Akito. Oh, how Agito hated him so. Agito was a brooding kind of person, while his constantly, and quite annoyingly, twin brother was the bubbly and all around happy guy. Snorting at the thought, He remembered his first kill. It was a young woman, he never knew her name. If he had known it, he had forgotten it during his long years of seclusion. She was a beautiful girl who lived near his home in colonial America. The night after he was bitten, Agito had stole into her room and watched her by the moonlight, craving her...wanting her.....lusting for her. Finally, after long hours of contemplation, he decided to continue with his plan. Creeping across her room to her bedside, he gently stroked her hair back over her shoulder, revealing her pale, almost sickly white neck. Agito could almost feel her heart pumping her dark, red blood through her veins. Leaning down as if to kiss her, he bit into her neck. Sighing, the girl shifted, but did not stir. Delicious, warm blood filled his mouth, drenching him in the warmth of the life-giving blood. Akito, the annoying little brat, interrupted him. "You know we share the same mind brother...I hate how you think of things like that." Agito sneered back. "You....If we weren't bound to the same body, you would be DEAD!" With emphasis on the word dead, Agito balled his fist around a large moth, crushing it between his fingers. With a slight jump, Akito's conciousness faded for a moment. "Why did you have to do that brother? It did nothing wrong." Leaning his head back Agito sighed. "When will you learn...I do what I will. Killing is my.....thing as they say."
Moments after this conversation, a small gang of men approached Agito. "All alone? At this hour? Why, you could get hurt!" The men laughed, and Agito joined in. "Why, what do you mean? There's three of you, you're not alone." With a sudden jolt, the men stopped and stood silent. "You think you're funny brat? We'll show you." Brandishing switchblade knives, the men advanced on him. Laughing, Agito bared his fangs. "Oh, what are you going to show me? The veins in your neck?" With their eyes as wide as dinner plates, the men turned tail and ran. "Oh, where are you trying to go? the fun is only beginning." As one of the men looked back, Agito had disappeared. Thinking he had gone, the men stopped. Breathlessly, one asked, "What the hell was that thing?" Leaning in over his shoulder, Agito whispered. "A Vampire." The men's screams were audible over a mile away, suddenly cut short by Agito's Lycan blades.
((There's my intro. ))
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 9:35 pm
(( Time skeep liek whoa~ ninja ))
R.M. dropped the empty husk that had once been a human, and quickly fled the alley. The less s/he was seen in these alleys the better, and the easier it was to hunt. It would be so much easier for me to just move to the countryside; after all, who would miss a deer or two? S/he grumbled to hirself, and turned to take a less crowded way to hir home.
When s/he got there, s/he got the vauge feeling that something was wrong. The lights were on, and it looked as if the house had been broken into. S/he continued to walk torwards hir home, and kept a hand on hir trusty spork.
"There it is! That's the one that got Bob!"
S/he turned to look at the humans, and said, "What sort of a name is Bob? I men, seriously, if you're going to give your child a boring name, call him Bart or something, but not--" S/he was cut off by a stream of fire that singed hir hat, and s/he finally let a bit of hir irritation show. "Children, I suggest you stop, unless you want a Darwin Fish branded into your face." S/he pulled out both the spork and the Darwin Fish, and used hir temporary new power to set the closest one's hair on fire.
The humans--no, the hunters--were visibly rattled, and they blindly rushed hir. S/he made the Darwin Fish glow white-hot, and whipped it around on its chain to hit the nearest one in the face. R.M. flinched at the stench of his burned skin, and pulled the fish away before lunging at him with a spork. This was going to be an interesting fight.
(( ...Wow. o.o I typed a lot for me... ))
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 6:46 pm
She walks through the black alley, her blue eyes lightly glowing. Her hands were in her pockets, her heels were clanking against the floor softly. Her black hair slightly covered her face as she walked. A few guys were smoking pot and whisted at her. She just grunted at the idiocy of them. She kept walking until she was facing a door at the end. She took out her gun and stood by the door.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 7:21 pm
*lurks in the shadows, concealing her presence from others*
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 10:34 pm
walking through the alley to reach the club know as 'destiny', Adelle and Eric had cornered a man and drained him of blood, after having not eaten since the previous day, the body concealed amongst the rubbish in the dumpster, we can't be caught yet, we still have so much to do Adelle thought as she led Eric though the doors of destiny
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