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Rpc Name: Trinity Lallin

Nation: Nocturne

Rank: Trainee

Bloodline applied for: White Nightmare

What you know about the bloodline: The White Nightmare are badass fighters who use strips of cloth as weapons.

Rp Sample: Trinity blinked. Twice. And maybe a third time. Then she sighed, opting to rub her temples with her fingers in hopes to not kill the poor b*****d that was two seconds away from have his face shoved into the bar's counter. But then she might spill her drink. Oooh he was lucky she was drinking a Frozen White Russian. Just how many times did she have to say "Go away" before he realized she wasn't just playing hard to get, she really did want him to go away. Downing her drink she sighed and swiveled in her chair and began to walk away. "Heeeey baby, where you going," They guy asked. Trinity tilted her head, giving her glare #63, and growled "Bathroom" Honestly, the guy wasn't even hot. Ooooh, this bar sucked.

The raven haired girl stepped into the bathroom and leaned her head against the mirror. The door opened and closed, and she heard a faint click. Trinity's eyes shifted to see the man standing here, "Now we're alone." he mumbled and moved towards her. Oh for the love of- her thoughts were cut short as he tackled her to the ground, his fingers curling around her shirt and ripping his backwards. Her face turned a deep red, "You son of a b***h!" she screamed, trashing around until she successfully threw him off of her. She grabbed one of the pieces of cloth that had once been her shirt and growled, rolling it up. The cloth took on a point and Trinity threw it. He dodged, aiming to tackle her again.

She grabbed another cloth the edges taking on a sharpness. When he got close, she slashed upwards, the cloth going straight through his shoulder. Blood splashed onto the floor and he fell, giving Trinity enough time to swing her foot into his -thing- "Next time, be a man. a**," she said, leaving the room.

((Techniques used:
Cloth spear
Bladed Cloth ))

Rpc Name: Serpentine Omega Nocturne aka S.O.N./ Shadow
Nation: Nocturne
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Chimera
What you know about the bloodline: The Chimera are potentially extremely powerful beings able to steal/ integrate the abilities of others but at the same time are extremely challenging to RP properly because they are theoretically the weakest starting race. Their potential is only realized through successful combat and prior to a few wins the bloodline lacks the skills that others would get early on. To that end the bloodline description should probably have “Must fight for major parts” and “Start off with no other BL’s, only Chimera as weaknesses instead of strengths.

Rp Sample: Son shifted as a slight nervous twitch brought on by adrenaline caused his head to move to the right as his right shoulder rose as though to meet it. With a slow breath he quieted his mind and exhaled slowly, it didn’t matter that he had been trained and prepared for this very moment. Once he had known that he would be sent out into the world at last on the same mission that had claimed the lives of his predecessors to kill and assimilate another being he began to feel jittery. Truly he was little better than a human and he had to go against one of the many beasts that often killed off humans with little enough preparation. As he felt his jitters rise he reminded himself that father had made him to succeed where the others had failed. He not only was better designed but had been taught how to think from father himself. He had even been given a name while father held him close to his breasts and told him how he was the image of the child from Father’s own body. With another deep breath as father had taught him Son turned and looked around the chosen site of ambush. He had invited the prey here personally in what for all appearances was little more than a closed off warehouse at the outskirts of town. Yet soon enough it would be time for the rendezvous and the vampire fledgling he had met at the bar would come for the transaction. Son finally calmed himself as he realized that after a year learning directly from father it would be his job to see this through to the end.

There had been no sound to indicate that anyone else had entered the room but as Son turned around a figure stepped forward directly into his path and smiled cruelly before a casual backhand caught Son on his left temple and sent him flying sideways into a wooden crate. It was truly beyond his initial calculations and there was still twenty minutes before the sun would rise enough for his trap to be triggered. With a dull ringing in his ears Son stood slowly and drew a knife with his left hand while his right arm hung limply at his side. He shifted his body so the left side faced the vampire and his cloak fell over the right before saying, So we don’t have a deal then? The figure shifted before walking towards him slowly and saying, Why would I deal with something that doesn’t even smell alive or dead? What are you? Son sighed in response before shrugging his good left arm and hoping the vampire would fall for the ruse. With it’s speed he figured it would attack from his right side instead of the dagger carrying left and so when his opponent seemed to disappear he fired the gun held in his right hand but hidden under his cloak promptly and was rewarded with a staggering opponent. Son immediately followed up with a knife slash aimed at the throat and was disappointed when the vampire dodged backwards with uncanny speed. However that was to be expected and as such he decided to follow up with a delaying tactic. Raising his gun he fired towards the entrance to the warehouse. The oil lamp over the door shattered and as the flaming oil fell it ignited scattered straw sending a wave of fire scurrying along the floor towards the two like a wave. As the vampire’s attention was drawn to the fire Son ran towards the door to the office and into the bathroom beyond where he slammed and locked the door before knocking over a wardrobe to block the door and buy him the precious time until sun rise. Outside he heard the office door slam as the vampire followed him in and tried to shut out the fire.

His breathing was fast and heavy as he shivered with the after effects of adrenaline and the painful throbbing in his temple seemed to grow ten fold alongside the aching of his right side. He barely had time to breathe for moments later a curse could be heard from outside as the vampire began searching for him. He heard the heavy wooden desk of the office upended easily before a knock at the door that was so soft and out of place made him say automatically Who is it? That was all the incentive needed as a moment later a fist crashed into the door leaving a hole in it which moments later had an eye pressed against it gazing inward. Son fired with his gun immediately and heard the dull thud of a bullet entering flesh but was sure it had been after the eye had moved. Another thud sounded as the door cracked in the center yet the wardrobe prevented it from disintegrating as the first rays of the son began to appear outside of the bathroom window lighting the sky with a dull fire. Son breathed a sigh of relief as it seemed his desperate gambit would work so long as he held out a few more minutes. With a renewed fierceness he pushed against the wardrobe to stall the vampire as it hammered on the door and dresser splintering wood with each strike.

After several more minutes he heard another bout of cursing and what sounded like a pained hiss as the blows suddenly became weaker. Without hesitation Son shattered the window at his back letting sunlight flow in as he pushed the remains of the dresser out of the way and stepped out of the bathroom to see the vampire fleeing towards a darker corner of the office. Most of the warehouse shone with sunlight as the mirrors set up in advance reflected it through the space chasing away the darkness as he and the vampire stood in the focus of most of the sunlight. Moving forward slowly he saw that the vampire seemed even weaker than him now and with a savage smile he held up the knife to reflect the sun into the vampire’s face causing it to hiss before a clip of bullets were unloaded into it’s face. He was careful to aim all shots above the cheekbones to ensure the precious fangs were intact and as his foe collapsed he moved forward feeling the first thrill of victory rock his body and a trill of ecstasy fill his body as he reached down to rip the fangs from what remained of the head and placed them on his tongue before sucking on the blood and marrow of each and swallowing them only to have his own canines forced out of the way moments later as fangs descended and a thirst crept into his awareness.

Passing Judgement...
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Alright, thanks for the tips xD
So I'm guessing right now she's pretty normal looking right? Or are her eyes and fangs different?
I didn't want her to sound like 'I WILL KILL YOU ALL!' because she's a baby generally speaking, she never learned the whole killing instincts so she's rather passive.

If I use and Abuse I will leave the guild and gaia; I already told you I would if I did that =]

Rpc Name: Tabby Bishop
Nation: Nocturne
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Lycan (turning from human)
What you know about the bloodline: everyday werewolf stuff.... you know, silver bullets and all that jazz..oh they also regenerate, but not as fast in the sun...so that's kind of a bummer
Rp Sample:

(so, i'm gonna RP me after i awake from turning)

Tabby awoke with a jolt, and looked around the room, gasping for breath. She felt her forehead, and it was dripping with sweat, as though she had a terrible fever. Suddenly, thats when it hit her. She quickly rolled up her sleeve to examine the bite she had received. The wound was almost fully healed, even though she received the bite earlier that day. Something was wrong here.

She quickly jumped off the bed and rushed to the door apparently, she had grown much stronger. As she quickly jerked the handles, she ripped it from it's hinges. As the outside air hit her face, a huge rush hit her senses. She could smell things, many things she had never smelled before, and could almost tell how far they were. She heard every little footstep, every creak, every clank of the city she was in. It was like hell. She rushed off to find someone who could help as fast as she could.

Rpc Name: Kuro Tenpi
Nation: Kranila
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Shapeshifter
What you know about the bloodline: They obviously change their form. They can change in to animals or people as long as they touch them, they can even gain their memories.
Rp Sample:

Kuro sighed, it seemed like he could not rely on anyone but himself. It would seem that robbing a mansion would be easy if done right, but having accomplices only complicated things. He stared at the bumbling idiot who was taking so long to tell the servants to get out of the house. "Hurry up, you piece of s**t!" After a few minutes things went according to plan, they were even on their way to running out of the house. But then several guards appeared before the two as they tried to enter through the forest that surrounded the mansion. Kuro smiled, "You guards are sharp, eh? The guard that was the most heavily armored spoke out, "Silence, criminal!" Kuro dashed toward them and took out his katana and jumped high into the air just before slashing at one of the guards on the side that seemed to cower in fear before dieing. He removed the glove off the guard and touched it, but soon after that one of the other guards became furious that he would kill a fellow guard and then try to touch him so the guard attacked. Kuro merely jumped to the side before hitting the guards lightly armored helmet, the blow seemed to have knocked him out.

Kuro chuckled, "You guards are getting annoying." Suddenly his face became serious, "I don't like being annoyed." He pulled out a smoke grenade and threw it as the guards who seemed surprised as the grenade began to exert the gas. As the gas covered Kuro, he shapeshifted into the guard he killed and quickly threw the body of the dead guard in the forest. When the gas cleared up, Kuro yelled out, "He escaped into the forest, but he left his friend behind!" The guards looked around and then they ran into the forest to try and chase the criminal. Kuro smirked as he transformed back, "Like taking a lollipop from a baby."