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Our kind has been around for many centuries...

We have always been there, in the dark...

Sometimes even in broad daylight...

We are the stuff of nightmares and fantasies..

We are beautiful...

And more dangerous than you could ever imagine..

We are the Damned..

Contents

Introduction

Story

Characters/Character Skeleton

Rules

Aaron wanted to go to town tonight. He wanted to go and have fun; to live a little, in a manner of speaking. Such were the thoughts occupying his mind as he stared out into the rural landscape. The sun was down and, in his mind, the city would be truly waking up soon. The daily hustle and bustle of work and school held no candle to the heat and flash of nightlife in the metropolis. He wondered if he could convince the others to come with him? Then he wondered if he really ought to try? He could have a lot of fun going stag.

As he considered, Aaron toyed idly with the colorful beads in his also colorful hair. They clicked together softly as he tapped them with his long, black painted nails. The modern human had such interesting ways of giving themselves color. Aaron was intrigued by it and often wasted precious time to supplement his collection of makeup. Aaron held his hands out before him and admired the flawless, black paint. He could actually use a bit more of that. But enough of that; for now he would go priss up. Then he could decide whether or not to share his plans with the rest of his 'family'.

Aaron had indeed retreated to his room and immediately kicked off his shoes. He wanted to enjoy the very large oriental carpet that splashed across his floor in vibrant reds, golds and black. The texture against his bare feet pleased him as he padded over to his large wardrobe. It was an old piece of furniture, but the reddish wood and golden fixtures gleamed, the tapestry panels that picked up the colors of the rug were flawless. He needed to change; his colorfully patched blue jeans and purple shirt with the long, black striped sleeves were good enough only for lounging about the house. Aaron stripped out of these clothes and stood naked as he rifled through his clothing. But unlike Rosalyn, his door was closed. The others were like his siblings and really did not need to see his tattooed backside. Especially since he couldn't remember if they even knew about those tattoos.

Much as Rosalyn had, Aaron chose clothing that was dark, durable and flexible. Hunting wasn't really on his mind, but Rosalyn had impressed upon him the importance of having clothes that could go from forest to street with little hassle. Aaron chose a skintight black lycra top that was trimmed at cuff and neck with exaggerated, black and fluffy faux fur. With his he actually wears equally tight shorts in a dark purple that is almost black. Finally he accessorizes with a wide leather belt bearing an over-sized buckle and knee high black leather boots with wedges that added six inches to his short frame and had a row of purely decorative silver buckles and straps on one side.

But no outfit was complete without a little makeup. He probably wore more makeup than Rosalyn, Aaron came to realize as he lined his eyes with dark pencil and applied his mascara. But then again, the natural look was more her thing. Aaron, with his fresh application of violet to lilac eyeshadow and black lipstick, looked far from natural. And he took it even farther with small, silver piercings he carefully put on his face. Always it was silver; he enjoyed the tingling sensation.

"Dressed to kill. Damn; speaking of that..." Aaron realized he was kind of hungry. It always came at the worst time, didn't it? Well, he'd go grab Rosalyn and Mikalos for some quick hunting. After which he'd probably have to freshen up his make-up... was it any wonder he had to keep so much around? He slips out of his room and strolls toward Rosalyn's. She would be easier to find than Mikalos anyway. Aaron sees her open door and sticks his head in. "Hey, Rosalyn."

((OOC: Future reference for myself: Tattoo is of Eve from mid thigh up and holding out an apple. Her hair is black, her skin tanned and her eyes a deep, burning red that matches smirking lips. Draped over her shoulders is a large, black serpent with grey and red markings. Beneath her are flowers the colors of fire, some of the petals becoming flame where they touch Eve.))

Rosalyn was still mostly naked, though the more provocative body parts were veiled by thin black satin underclothes. She looked up from her spot on the edge of her king sized bed, her hands busy rolling up her thigh high stockings. "Oh hello Aaron!", Rosalyn said brightly. Her voice was a shock to most of those who judged her on her base appearance, it pained her how many people never tried to look more than skin deep. Her voice was warm and inviting, if the other two had known her when she was human, they'd know it was the voice she'd always had, just like her mother's.

Rosalyn laughed and stood up, shimmying from side to side as she put her pants on over the satin stockings. " I knew you'd be hungry, ", She teased and danced over to Aaron so she could kiss him on the cheek. He was the youngest of the family, something they all laughed about when comparing themselves to normal human households. Aaron hardly looked younger than Roslayn, but it was clear Mikalos had been in his mid twenties when he was taken. She herself had been just barely 21. Aaron had been 19 or 20, she guessed. She never pressed about his past, he would tell them when he felt comfortable. "I'm sure Mikalos won't mind a quick hunt before we make our way into the city..", Rosalyn added as she pulled her shirt on over her head.

A shiver ran up and down her spine causing her to shudder. "That was weird", She murmured. After she was done getting dressed she led the way to Mikalos room. She knocked on his door before poking her head in. "Mika, we're hungry, how about some fast food before we go out tonight..I'm looking a bit too pale for my taste", she said, smiling wickedly.

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Mikalos was all ready dressed and prepped for the hunt, wearing his own stylish but appropriate outfit. "Hello brother, sister", He brushed a hand through his long blond hair and shook out the curls. "Food sounds delicious, but please no deer tonight...How about something a bit more satisfying..like Elk..or even something more ferocious if we can find it?", he asked.

(I'll be playing Mikalos until someone takes him)

Rosalyn folded her arms and rolled her eyes. "Yeah sure. but the big game is closer to the mountain, and I don't think Aaron want's to waste time traveling so far out just because you don't like what's on the local menu", She added, winking at Aaron. It didn't take long for them to lock up and get a move on out into the forest, though they were separated from each other enough that they couldn't keep visual cues, they could smell and hear each other quite easily. Rosalyn was following the scent of something rather large, it's heart was beating over time as if it knew it was about to die. She was always kind though, with the animals she killed, she never made them suffer more than they had to. It was then another sound caught her ear, it was faint and far to her left. A male's voice, foreign, yet oddly familiar.

She kept following the elk, but the more she did, the closer she got to the other presence. It felt like she was being pulled, irresistibly towards whoever made that voice. The elk was in her line of sight now, and she gave into the chase. It bounded away quickly, recognizing a predator quickly and heeding to the urge to survive. Then quite abruptly it stopped in a small clearing, as if it had hit a rock wall. There in front of it, as she came up from behind ever so slowly now, was another man. A vampire.

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Mikalos was running alongside Aaron, playfully nipping at the heels of a young bear. He found the chase to be fun, and a good way to relieve the stress of every day normal lives. Not that they really lived normally, or that the humans knew a thing about it. They never had company, besides the occasional nomad vampire who might come wandering through. "Aaron...Do you suppose we'll have the time for one more cub before your desire to be out and amongst the fresh mortal face becomes overwhelming?", He asked.

"One more, huh? On one condition; you don't get to go hide back in your room. You have to come out with me." Humans were fun, but it would really be great to have company he actually knew. He never went to the same clubs twice in a row because he knew it did him no good to get close to humans. Always being the outsider looking in took some of the fun out of his nights. But maybe with Mikalos...? At least he'd have somebody he could really talk to. Humans were like fire; they drew him in with their flashy lifestyles and warmth, but he couldn't play with them for too long. If he got too close he was bound to get burned.

Julian smiled as the woman looked him over. Rosalyn, not the woman. She was graceful and slender, her long firey hair reaching well past her waist. She was a vision. The man resisted licking his lips at the sigh of her. Despite her haveing already been turned, Julian wanted to drain her untill she lay still in his arms. Instead, he would settle for the elk.

"Thank you. I am Julian. Shall we dine?"

His manners insisted that he let the lady eat first. After all, she was Rosalyn.

Rosalyn...

That name. The face. So much time had past. But he could not forget.