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 Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 9:33 pm
Name:Gatz
Age: Died at 19, 73 years old
Race:Vampire
Gender:male
Height:6'1''
Weight:158lbs
Power, ability:Walking up walls or on ceilings, the usual vampiric speed, mild hypnotic abilities (eye contact must be maintained)
Appearance:Gatz has a lithe, fit figure, tending to cover it with black pants and a regular wife beater. His long lashes cover eyes that shine an amber red. His hands are long and delicate, but also strong enough to break anything he holds if he isn't careful. He often has to ignore random fans of his thigh length black hair, which he keeps in a loos ponytail. His smile is charming, wooing his victims even before he would venture to use any sort of hypnosis on them.
Personality: More strong and silent than anything, Gatz feels that his actions speak louder than his words. His voice is very low and soft, just as charming as his smile. If under attack he will retaliate with unexpected force, often utilizing guerilla warefare.
History:Gatz was a hitman in his human life, working for anyone who would pay high enough. He was a loner, due to a bad experience where his only lover was slaughtered by a vengeful gang who's leader he had assasinated. It is now nearly impossible for anyone to see the true Gatz, his ability to truely love seems to have gone with his first's physical form.
Accomplishments: Gatz is an aimless wanderer who has no goals or ambition. He feels doomed to walk the earth alone because of the life he lead as a human.
Position: None...
Occupation: None...
Other: None... crying
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 9:43 pm
Gatz slowly wandered the streets, a mild hunger burning in his blood. He would ignore it tonight, his mood wasn't one that favored the hunt. One couldn't say he was content to wander as he did, but there was a sort of peace surrounding him. The stillness in the air seemed to amplify as he stepped through it, one black booted foot over the other. His hair trailed after him, its path seemed like a black river flowing down his back and then blending into the night behind. The vampire made his way to an empty street, the whispers about him were too much to bear tonight, when his soul felt like eating itself to end his own guilty conciousness's endless nagging.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 9:55 pm
Scar stepped from a shadow into a lamplight. The night was cool but not cold. The sky was open revealing a few stars that shown down over the city. This place was marvelous. He flexed his back and stretched his spine feeling good to be out in the wind. He sniffed the air trying to determine which way he might go. Nothing told him one way or the other, he just always felt like more of a predator on nights like this. A night in which those with any sense were already behind closed doors. Those who were young were already in bars drinking or perhaps dancing, and those who were unfortunate were tucking themselves behind or in dumpsters looking for food or money to buy a bottle of liquid comfort.
Scar started walking in any direction at all when he thought he caught a sight. Something that came into his mind which he called "a sight. " Usually they were warnings to something to come and that he should be wary. He knew if he went the other way he was going to bump into another one of his kind. To what end he didn't know. Tonight was a hunters night. He felt his curiosity rise as he walked the other way. He saw someone else walking in the streets. "Hey....." He waved. He felt so bold suddenly. This wasn't entirely something he usually did, he just felt different on nights like this. Powerful. Regardless if it was true or not.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 10:03 pm
Gatz looked up, his amber eyes burning holes in the night. It wasn't often he ran into one of his kind, and usually ones younger then him would attempt some fight to prove their own vampiric machismo. He wasn't sure he was up for that tonight, but still, he wouldn't be rude. "Hello..." His voice purred out into the night. Even though they were still rather far apart, it was easy to hear each other. The soft-spoken vamp certainly wasn't going to rush a risky encounter.
The silence and stillness around Gatz gave way to a tension, like that of a lion meeting another in the wild. So many decisions to make, but he could continue to watch it play out to see if he needed to flex his fangs at this one.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 10:09 pm
Scar pulled out a cigarette from his pocket to look a little less like he was talking to himself. He then lit it. "I'm Scar. What're you doing out tonight?" he drew in a large bought of smoke into his dead lungs and let it hang within him for a few moments before he blew it out. "hunting?" he continued as he stuffed his zippo back into his slack pocket.
He regarded the other one. There was something about him. Something that seemed to say, apathy of the greatest magnitude. He wasn't sure but his clairvoyance was giving him no clues. He was going to have to wing this. He hoped this wasn't going to turn into a fight. That seemed to happen far too often.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 10:15 pm
Gatz paused at a repectful distance, not really caring weather or not he looked like he was talking to himself. He gave a momentary smile, like he wished that he could say he was hunting, then answered. "My hunger doesn't outweigh my concience tonight." His words were spoken towards the sky, he looked up to finally take in the view. It would be a wonderful night for a hunt, but the passion for it just hadn't been there when he'd risen in the evening.
He studied Scar with his other senses, not having to look at him to pick up the smell of butene in the zippo lighter, or see the flash of the fire to know the other had lit up to look inconspicuous. He didn't really care who watched, he was quite content in that the other didn't look like he wanted to start a brawl to prove his mettle.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 10:36 pm
Scar started to walk toward the other. "Your concience? How poetic." He started walking without fear. Something was drawing him in. Perhaps it was the way the other moved or perhaps it was a pain he thought he detected from the other's soul. Whatever it was, he felt the need to reach out and touch it, analyze it, and then place it in his own mind to contain it. Something beautiful, or something deadly, something wrong or something so right that it couldn't be real.
"Why do you feel that way?" He asked as he now was but a few feet away.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 10:46 pm
The question invoked a stab of near-physical emotional pain within Gatz, and his own arm slid around his stomach as though he could comfort it. He gathered himself again, sure that it was somewhat of a hunger pain and not entirely his own guilt eating at him, he responded with the same tone of voice that he'd used for anything else he'd said, calm and steady. "It's just how I feel tonight. I can't explain my emotion."
He didn't know of a way he could put it for the younger one, but he didn't feel threatened by Scar's approach. It was a welcome change to the ruffians he'd encountered in the past. He was curious as to why the other would be so magnitized towards one so dead in more ways then the obvious, so turning and leaving now wasn't an option. "I am Gatz." He inclined his head in a graceful movement that suggested a bow, his charming smile emerging on a reflex. Scar's movement closer seemed like a moth to the flame to Gatz, it was almost amusing enough to pull him out of his depressed and reminiscent mindset.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 11:08 pm
Scar looked the other in the eyes whenever he got up to him and removed his sunglasses. Crystal blue eyes gazed into amber pools of sorrow. "I see. So you're like louis then?" He smiled and commented on the novels of evil that all vampires either mocked or used as a bible.
He smiled at the other and gave a small bow himself. "We're far too young for this you know? Bowing in a street corner after being introduced and all."
Scar walked even closer. He grasped a lock of the other's hair and pulled it to his nose and sniffed. He looked back into the other's eyes and winked and then started toward a darkened alleyway and then turned at the edge of the light. He drug his fingers in a 'come here' motion as he stepped into the blackness.
((I'm sorry, but I must be going... we'll continue this again very shortly! Very tired... and plus I'm off work now... so I can leave. YAY!))
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 11:24 pm
"With regret? No, not for this blood drinking life. It's the human life I regret. Killing, unfortunatly, is all I've ever known, alive or dead." He thought the novels were cute, but the drinking of blood was far less poetic then portrayed in those silly pop-novels.
Gatz returned the other's smile. "Our kind is all about appearance though, no? I wouldn't want to instigate by being rude..." The vampire's sentence was cut short by his hair suddenly being grabbed. He was intrigued by the other's actions, though he couldn't say that it hadn't been tried on him before. Of course it had never been one of his own kind that he followed into a dark alleyway. The night walker's suspicions weren't as strong as his curiousity, and his appreciation for being distracted from being left alone with his own thoughts.
((Alrighty, see you later.))
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2006 10:26 am
Amano Yoshi "A little." He answered as he started into those beautiful blue eyes of his. "Gabriel... I.........." He smiled. "nevermind." He reached a hand up and touched his neck. "Thanks Gabriel." ((my rping today SUCKS! Sorry!)) ((Myeah... confused )) He blinked. He almost forgot what he was being thanked for. He wasn't the strongest of vampires but compared to a human he was very powerful. He couldn't imagine doing anything else with him besides protecting when he wasn't feeling his best. And it was his fault after all. Dinking too much. Gabriel wished he was a vampire who could read thoughts. He had not acquired such a skill though and so was left to wonder what Shadow had been going to say. Probably something dangerous for both of them. He sighed and enjoyed the touch. He liked physical contact. The kind that didn't mean hurting. The kind that was just a connection between two beings. Maybe a communication if he could call it such.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2006 1:38 pm
Mirror_Image Reizend glared at him, "Look, I'm not a kid...can your small brain grasp that? Or is it too hard?" Reizend had stiffened lightly at the men then turned to follow victor's gaze to another.... He shooke his head, "You people are disgusting. How do you live with yourselves. Killing things you fear, but dusted off with money to cover it up..." He stepped close to the other his lips inches from the others neck, "Do things like this scare you hmmm?" Reizend wasn't sure what got him in this mood.....but it was sure to get him in trouble. Though his brother often made him incomprehendably angry at times, Trevor couldn't help but have a sudden shot of worry run through him as this stranger put his canines near flesh. Was he a vampire or wasn't he? He had the sharpened teeth for the job, the pale skin.. But something seemed too.. human about him still. "What're you doing?" Trevor said, noticing his hand had automatically moved to the hilt of his sword. "Asking for a death wish?""
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2006 3:37 pm
Victor grasped the others collar and pulled him closer to his neck.
"I do not fear death.. I fear hunters like me after it!" he would mockingly say, then bust out laughing while holding the other close to his neck.
"Bite me, b*tch." Victor could tell this ones eyes weren't quit that of a vampire, it just didn't have that hypnotizing look.
"What's it going to do, make me bleed?" he even yet continued laughing, it was Victor's psychotic self again.
"Sir, are you crazy!" McGhusen, one of the guildsmen, screamed.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2006 4:12 pm
"Aww who said anything about biting." Reizend smiled and kneed the other...it probably didn't do much. THen he stepped back and glared at Trevor, "You two have more of a death wish, there are hunters that hunt mercenaries." He smiled and bowed, " I hope they meet you soon." He held up a paper, he'd snuck it from the others coat....it seemed of slight importance. Had what looked like adresses. "Hope you don't need this."
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