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 Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 4:41 pm
Gabrielle staggered and leaned against a wall for a moment. He was starting to get dizzy. The stray cat he'd fed on had not been enough. He'd known he couldn't have stayed in Vatican City forever. He'd known the hunters would find him sooner or later. He had just thought that it wouldn't have been so soon. He winced as his coat chafed on the burn on his back. One of those damn hunters had jammed a crucifix into his back. Just that spot that was so hard to reach. He did it on purpose to so it was hard to treat it. If he had had more energy he'd have been able to treat it himself but he was so, so tired. He sat down on the front steps of a house to rest. It didn't take long for him to slump forward, golden curls falling over his face, to sleep.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 5:03 pm
Shadow stepped outside again after getting dressed. He was wearing his typical black makeup and way too much of something sticking his hair up in every which direction. A tight black shirt that was short and had about an inch between his arm warmers and the sleeves. He was also wearing some very baggy pants that had a few keychains with strange trinkets hanging off the belt loops as well as a chain to his wallet. He had put his earings back in. about six dangling pieces of silver from each ear. He had his dark lipstick and was ready for his night out. He missed shocking people.
He stopped for a moment and saw that someone was laying on their front step. "Hey bum... go sleep in the park. You're at the wrong spot."
After no response he continued. "I said beat it.... " Still no response. dammit. He hated being a good semeratin. It looked bad for his reputation. He walked over and looked at his face. This guy was so pretty that he almost mistook him for a guy. "Hey... wake up." He said as he tapped his cheek a bit. Well, he certainly wasn't dressed like a bum. A druggie? A new supplier? A good lay? Shadow was excited. He liked feeling adventurous.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 5:38 pm
Name: Reizend Santigo
Age: 18
Race: human
Gender: male
Height: 6ft
Weight: 120 lb
Power, ability: Manipulation of Shadows
Appearance: Dyed black hair with dark blonde root. His hair is elegantly long and hangs in his face. His skin is pale like the moon, almost like a vampire. His eyes are green like fresh ivy. His lower lip is pierced, and his left ear is once with a plain silver loop.
Personality: Brooding, depressed, artistic, cold
History:
Accomplishments: certified art genius (not that any knows or cares); helping with murder
Position:
Occupation: blood letting, drinking, smoking, drugs, and writing "bad" poetry
Other: His favorite saying is "******** you" or "******** the World"
Name: Wilhelm Santigo
Age: 19
Race: human
Gender: male
Height: 6ft
Weight: 120 lb
Power, ability: Manipulation of smoke/smog/gas/fumes
Appearance: Blonde hair with blacked tips and highlights (sounds bad but it really does look good), he has long bangs that hides hald his face. His eyes are calm ivy green. His skin pale like moonlight.
Personality: Slightly hyper (like he can't stay still for very long gets bored fast); Demented, sadistic.
History:
Accomplishments: Murder
Position:
Occupation: blood letting, drinking, smoking, drugs, and writing bad poetry
Other:
(they are identical twins.....)
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 5:52 pm
((Mirror-san, Gabriel is the one sitting on his steps.))
"Nnnn..." Gabriel's long blonde lashes fluttered for a moment. Then they lifted and his cerulean blue eyes peered out at the world. He looked dazed. "Please don't kill me," was the first thing that came out of his pale lips. He stared at the spiky haired youth a little longer. No... that couldn't be a hunter. "You..." He swallowed for a moment. His throat was so dry. "You are beautiful... and unholy. Can you offer shelter? They are still following me I think." He looked down the street, shivering. "I have done nothing," he said quietly, as though speaking to himself. "Why must they pursecute me so?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 5:56 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 6:03 pm
Reizend and Wilhelm walked beside each other in the night. Their pale haunting skin like the moon, their bright ivy green eyes. Reizend wore baggy balck pants with neon green thread, and chain and handcuffs in neon green metal. His shirt was almost skin tight, black with a neon green hand that had its middle finger sticking up. Wilhelm, wore some tighter jeans that hung low, and a black wife beater, and a silky dark green button down shirt that was only half buttoned. He had his lip pietce twice and mulitple on his ears. Both he and his brother had tongue piercings. He wore a wore black hat (the ones the asssociate with emo boys). The walked down the road and slowly made their way to meet Shadow.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 6:04 pm
((Sorry... that whole weirdness has tripped me up... *fix fix fix* Lyre knows I do this from time to time cause I'm a moron!))
Shadow was confused. Unholly? He liked the sound of that. He smiled. This guy didn't know what he meant by unholly. That was going to be something entirely proven if he wanted. "Come inside..." He said as he started to move him to the door.
He opened it and then pulled the guy inside. He moved him to his bedroom. It was his house, his parent's money. He was the only one with a private room. He flopped the stranger on the bed and wondered if he'd mind him taking his clothes off. Possibly, but he didn't really care. "So what's your story?" Shadow didn't really care. He'd called him beautiful and he was feeling like he needed attention.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 6:10 pm
Amano Yoshi Shadow was sitting outside looking at his watch. The band was huge. It's amazing how retro one could be if they really wanted. When he saw two boys wearing fidoras (bow to my knowledge) and looking very familiar. He sat up and smiled. Finally. Someone he could have a good time with. Screw Bryan. He could wait a while and go out to a movie with the rest of that insane house. At least these two had always treated him well. When he saw them coming he lifted his shirt to show his skinny waist and the muscles that would no doubt not be there if he would only eat every once in a while. "Hi boys... looking for more?" He asked. "Or did you bring me some candy?" (XP I thought he talking to gabreil on the steps?)
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 6:13 pm
((I am a moron... however, I've fixed it... really... look... see.... fixied!))
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 6:19 pm
LyreStonehart ((Mirror-san, Gabriel is the one sitting on his steps.)) "Nnnn..." Gabriel's long blonde lashes fluttered for a moment. Then they lifted and his cerulean blue eyes peered out at the world. He looked dazed. "Please don't kill me," was the first thing that came out of his pale lips. He stared at the spiky haired youth a little longer. No... that couldn't be a hunter. "You..." He swallowed for a moment. His throat was so dry. "You are beautiful... and unholy. Can you offer shelter? They are still following me I think." He looked down the street, shivering. "I have done nothing," he said quietly, as though speaking to himself. "Why must they pursecute me so?" (actually he did respond sweatdrop )
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 6:35 pm
"Ah!" He landed on his back and rolled on his side instantly, almost falling off the bed in the process. The burn on his back really hurt.
"Story?" He stared around at the room, hardly believing he was finally off the street and somewhere relatively safe. It was fifty fifty on whether a vampire hunter would actually harm a human in the pursuit of a vampire but he was safer here than outside. The more humans that were around, the better. "I... I was in Vatican City. I lived there. They came... they came in my house, broke down the door. Madmen!" He shuddered violently. "I could see it in their eyes, they shone with hate. They..." He swallowed hard. "They were going to kill me. I struggled and they burned me and I tried... the rope was weak... they wouldn't listen to me. I begged but they hurt me and I... I... the rope broke and I ran. Never ran so fast, not in all my life."
He curled in on himself a little. "I... I know it was that family. I was so hungry! God I was hungry! It wasn't my fault. I tried not to, but he starved me and I couldn't stop." A single tear of blood ran down his cheek as he lay curled in the warm sheets.
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