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 Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 4:03 pm
The next Creature: What is it?
Don't ask yet. hehe.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 10:30 pm
Come and Play... you KNOW you want to.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 4:32 pm
Name: Bryan Vryce
Age: 31 (appears around 16)
Race: Vampire
Gender: Male
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 115 (Scary Thin)
Power, ability: Mental Domination
Appearance: He usually wears very torn up and dark clothing. A vampire who tries to blend in with mortals pretending to be vampires. Dark makeup and greasy dark hair as well as clove cigarettes in his pocket.
Personality: He always acts tougher than he is. Very agressive. His personality when he's around his lackies is usually very stoic.
History: He's been a vampire for a relatively short time trying to figure things out for himself as his sire killed himself immediately after Damien's embrace. Before that he was nothing to the world. He dropped out of high school and worked in construction whenever they'd let him. Being so thin and gangley there weren't alot of people who didn't pick on him. With his new condition in the current age, he fits right in with the goth stereotypes. He hides his feeding by the people he hangs out with and gets revenge when he feels offended.
Other: On the side he's a hussler.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 4:41 pm
Bryan walked through the streets of Venice wondering what it was he had even planned for the evening. He was feeling distressed and exceptionally hungry. Like always a few of his friends were following him around. Silly Italians. It wasn't long ago that he showed up in Italy. A few of the local kids had already taken to this whole 'goth' scene that he was enjoying throughly. He hated talking to them sometimes however. They had the same kinds of problems when he was a child but now it was augmented by their own ideas that the world was against them. Sure, that had been his thought in his rebelious days. More like his mortal days. he corrected himself as he realized the rebelious days were far from being over.
"What am I doing here? I should go back home." Home? To Ohio? No thanks. That was a worse idea. It was his own idea to go traveling a few years ago. It's his own fault now if he couldn't handle it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 6:04 pm
Name: Gabriel Priestly
Age: 456
Race: vampire
Gender: male
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 160lbs
Power, ability: empathy
Appearance: Gabriel has long flowing curly blonde hair down to the middle of his back. He is very slim and effeminate looking. He also has a pair of big blue eyes and a very expressive face. His skin is a light cream colour... when he's fed well of course.
Personality: Gabriel's more than a little jumpy. He likes to sing when he thinks no one can hear him. He misses very much the days when he was not "damned" and lives in dread of Hell.
History: Gabriel is the younger brother of James Priestly. When he was a young man he was attacked by a vampire near their home in Ireland. His brother had a fit and went out searching for the fiend who harmed him but could not dispatch the vampire. A short time later Gabriel was lured from his bed by the powerful vampire's call. He was stolen away from his family and kept for awhile as a pet for awhile. One day he finally managed to pick the locks on the door and fled his master's house. He was not yet a vampire and could not travel with much speed but he took any means of transporation available to get away and concealed himself in places of high population density.
After awhile the vampire grew weary of waiting for an opportunity to snatch him up again and began killing any humans he knew or simply happened upon in his daily routine. Soon enough Gabriel was accused of murder and had to flee once again. Astonishingly by some great luck he made it as far as Russia. There he happened upon a Gnostic Church and the priests there took him in. Upon hearing his dreadful tale they decided to offer him their secret of becoming a vampire hunter. He eagerly accepted, seeing no other way of defending himself.
For a long time after that he and the vampire played a dangerous game of cat and mouse. Until finally, in a deserted field in the dead of winter the vampire bested him and sank sharp fangs into his throat. Instead of killing him however, the vampire decided to more cruel still and forced him to swallow some blood. Biting a vampire hunter is unpleasant enough for the hunter but turning is almost unbearable. It nearly drove him mad. The vampire left him chained in a cellar and vanished from his life, seemingly forever. Finally when he could stand the thirst no more Gabriel ripped the chains from the wall and dashed out into the night killing a family of six in the first house he could find to sate himself.
Distraught over what he had become he wandered aimlessly for a long time, unwilling to die in terror of Hellfire that he would surely face and unwilling to kill to live. He lived on animal blood as much as possible. At last Gabriel came to rest in Vatican City in hopes of finding some redemption there. How long he can stay is questionable. For in a city as holy as Vatican City the very ground is sacred enough to burn a vampire's feet if the soles of his shoes aren't thick enough.
Accomplishments: Not going completely nuts after all that's happened to him.
Position: Fugitive fledgling
Occupation: ex hunter
Other: Gabriel does not know his brother James Priestly is still alive, nor does he know he is a very prominent hunter.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 7:37 am
Name: Ryoichi Imaidegawa
Age: 557
Race: Vampire
Gender: Male
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 117lbs.
Power, ability: Incredible speed, he's much faster than most other vampires. He also posseses the ability to enchant others with his beautiful voice whenever he sings.
Appearance:
Personality: Strangely active for a vampire. Although he is occasionally very stanoff-ish to most people. He is known for being cold and often ruthless when it comes to humans. But can also be friendly and open to those he is close to. Somewhat vain as well.
History: Not much is known about him, except that he lived his mortal life in happiness and peace until his village was attacked by vampires. After watching his family be slaughtered and drained did the demons turn to him. He begged for his life and they spared him; even though in a sense he still died that night. They bit him and he became one of them. But now he travels alone throughout the world.
Accomplishments: Nothing important
Position: Traveling musician
Occupation: See above.
Other: Ryuichi is known throughout the Asian and eastern European vampire societies for his skill in music; both with vocal and on the violin. To humans, he is nothing but a myth. In their stories they say that a horrible, but beautiful, beast lures his victims to him and sings an enchanting song for his mortal victims, but of course his services are never free. So, his victims pay with their lives. But little did the humans know that this was no myth.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 5:19 pm
((Everybody please note that there are only Council members and non Council members. There are no Council guards, servants, spies, or anything of that sort. You can most certainly be a friend of a member of the Council. You can perform services in the Council's interest or to their benefit but not in an official Council capacity. If your vampire is young or for some reason is not accepted into the Council and you really want to serve the Council you can by all means attatch your character (with permission of course) to the services of a vampire who is in the Council. I have no problems with personal bodyguards or spies or servants or anything like that.
Now because I hate seeming like an exclusivist p***k, let me tell you why I'm so stingy. At any point in time there were only 16 members of the Midnight Council maximum... out of the ENTIRE WORLD. So there would have to be a very good reason why Anthony would choose your character to be one of these vampires. That's not to say he won't accept any more than that. If your character distinguishes himself/herself they might just be admitted.))
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 10:01 pm
Bryan had just fed. It was one of his orgie loving friends. Every time they got together they enjoyed having sex and drinking each other's blood. Really it was Bryan who'd been doing the drinking. The others just simply barley cut of scrapped at his skin or the others trying to enjoy a little bit of the sweet nector that only he savored. They would put on fronts and pretend for him. Really it made him feel flattered while they were in between pleasuring his flesh they were trying to emulate him. It was the sincerest form of flattery according to a wise writer. Bryan always had his fill and was always careful to not bring one of his skulking bafoon friends to the point of death lest they become a vampire from intaking his own blood. They were more like fools in love with him. It was enough to make him giddy. After they were finished he would dress himself and make the others tea so they could all brood about why their lives sucked and that no one understood them. The fools. They all understood each other perfectly and yet they were miserable because they didn't want someone to. They wanted to be miserable and that's the way they were. Bryan however didn't want to give up his charade either. He would simply continue it to save his own hide from having to hunt.
They were always at his place. He was the only one with a real job and a real place to crash. Even when he was working his shifts they were at his home drinking and waiting for him to come home. Part time graveyard shift. It's the only way to be. When he wasn't stealing he was stocking shelves. The perfect vampire life. Or so he'd thought at first. He was getting tired of it though. Surely there had to be something better out there.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 10:16 pm
Name: Steven Winslow, AKA: Shadow
Age: 16
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 140 lbs (Also scary thin)
Power, ability: Getting lots of money from his parents.
Appearance: Young, Thin, Attractive, wears black and black makeup.
Personality: Brooding and bratty.
History: His parents are rich. He's been in many a private school and gotten his way whenever he wanted it. His parents fuel his irritating style of living and tell him that he should stay away from drugs. Does he listen? Of course not. He's an angsty teen that thinks he's a vampire. Unfortunately for him he fell into the net of a vampire who actually IS one. Bryan Vryce. He also lived in Ohio with his friend and moved to Venice to go on tour of the world to 'settle down and meet a good girl and find himself' according to what he told his parents. In truth, he'd do anything to be with Bryan. Though he'd enver admit it to the guy. He's in love and refusing to believe it. Mostly, he's in lust.
Accomplishments: Convinced his parents that his strange behavior was a "phase"
Position: Rich Brat
Occupation: See above
Other: See 2 above.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 10:20 pm
Shadow came out of the bathroom trying to fix his makeup. his eyes were blurred with smeared mascara from the romp in the bedroom. He was a little bit distressed. He enjoyed the sensation of sharing and being bitten by Bryan. He loved the fact that he could do that. He was a wiz with those fake teeth. He always made it seem so real. To him he was the person that he'd always wanted. Though he wasn't sure about the others. They were starting to get on his last nerve.
"Bryan.... can't we ditch these losers and go to the movies tonight?" He bit his lower lip as he plopped onto Bryan's lap. He was still naked but covered in black smudgemarks from eyeshadow hands grasping and groping at him. Bryan had already managed to put a coif on his lowers. It looked like something he'd bought out of a hot topic store or something. It was the bread and butter after all. "Come on... I'll make it worth it.... You know how I can be in a dark theatre."
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 10:31 pm
"Stevie..." god how he hated hearing that name. He smiled as he said it. He was so irritated with the boy constantly demanding his attention that it was giving him a headache. "...just shutup and go spank to the pictures you took of me and tried to pretend you didn't." He then crossed his arms and walked over to the computer. He checked his e-mail and pretended to be ignoring him. After a moment he looked up a site to see what movies were playing. "I hate reading in Italian.... maybe it'd be good to move to Enland or something. I don't want to go back to america. Maybe an english speaking part of Canada... it'd be dark longer there."
After a bit he'd decided on a movie. "You want me to go to a movie, you invite everyone. We're a family and you know it. Get to it." He said as he headed for the shower. He did feel a bit funky from the activities they'd all just been enjoying.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 10:43 pm
"Don't call me that! I've told you to call me shadow! Dammit Bryan!" He ran outside onto the porch and slammed the door. He wasn't going to put up with this crap. If he was going to tease then he was going to get huffy. He lit up a clove and was smoking it while he waited on the other to come and start something. Likely one of the other losers would come up and try and cheer him up. He hated it here. He thought Venice was going to be a great city but they didn't even really know anyone. It was almost the same thing every night. Sex and blood. It was getting old. Shadow needed something more. He needed to feel loved.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 10:52 pm
Bryan heard him in the shower. "What a brat" He said as he shampooed his hair. Why couldn't the boy just find some way of getting out his frustrations another way. They were together. Sure there were more than just the two of them, but Bryan didn't want a relationship with just one person. He liked having his own group. It reminded him of having a harem. If they all know what he really was things would be differen't wouldn't they? Sure, they 'beleived' him whenever he told them he was a vampire but not in the way when you truely believed. After all, he was pretending to be a human pretending to very convincingly pretend to be a vampire. It was stressful, but he didn't think it would be wise to ever tell them the absolute truth. They wouldn't believe him and it'd make him angry. Then he'd show them his power and then they'd be afraid and probably leave. Sure, they thought they wanted it, but really when it came down to it, they really didn't. Human instinct would take over and they would run from him. That's the true way of things. They were too immature to see it.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 2:29 pm
Shadow sucked down the black cigarette pretty quickly. It was starting to get colder outside and it was irritating him. What was going on with Bryan? He'd been acting so high and mighty lately. It was disconcerting. Was he going to try and leave them? More importantly, him? He really didn't like the thought that he was going to be left behind by someone he'd paid to get here. There wasn't an amount of group love, drugs, and blood letting to make him content with that. He'd never let Bryan go. Never.
A few minutes later he went back inside. He laughed to himself. Yeah, being naked will make it seem colder when you're outside. He was so angry before he didn't notice. Once he'd gotten out there he refused to care. He went back outside for a moment and replaced his cloves to the spot by the windowseal. He'd probably need another later. Pity they lived in a not very popular section of the city. He'd really like to show himself off.
He went back inside and saw that Bryan was out of the shower. He took his turn.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 3:58 pm
Bryan returned to his bedroom, well the bedroom he shared and put back on his waist wrap. It was intricately designed and ended up down to his knees. It was in a style made to look like the type an egyption would wear back in the days of the pharoes. However it was hot topicatized and turned into something black and gaudy. He put on a silk shirt with it and slipped on a pair of very wide legged pants.
He didn't want to bother with makeup today and started to wish that his hair wasn't dyed black. What was he going to do now? The movie wounded kind of boring to him currently. However there was either that or more fun with the boys.
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