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 Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 8:07 pm
Vampires live secretly in the city of Manhattan, their existance only known to the public by human corpses that have been found once or twice by the police. An inn called the 'Crimson kiss inn' is a haven for vampires who are either seeking shelter or need a place to stay. Humans who are lurred into the inn are kept as customers and are 'free meals' to any of the vampiric people there. BUt what happens when one of the vampires begins to have feelings for a mortal. What will become of both of them and the others that stay there? RULES this is a YAOI RP so girls are allowed but there is probably going to be no romance with a girl and a boy. Yuri is allowed though. everyone is welcomed to join NO goddmodding No cybering (anything past kissing and nudity please take to the PMs) You can have more than one character but dont leave one somewere in the story and only play the other. Swearing is allowed follow all Gaian rules CHARACTER FORM Name: Age: Race: Gender: Job: (in Manhattan as cover up) Personality: Abilities: Bio: (opt.) Appearance: Have fun and just post your character then start RPing. MY CHARACTER Name: Kasato Age: unknown (when asked says 22) Gender: Male Race: Vampire Job: Bartender at the inn Abilities: Telepathy Personality: Kind and fun. He always hides his true emotions by being polite. He is very kind but when hes alone he is usually sad and wondering how it would be to be a human. Appearance: 
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 8:15 pm
Name: rion, sabriel Age: 16 Gender:male Job: (in Manhattan as cover up) is a human? works at an anime and manga store Personality: twisted, not the bad kind; mostly aloof but can be ptimistic and hyper and cheerfull Abilities: use onmyojitsu Bio: (opt.) n/a Appearance:  ((one with red hair))
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 8:45 pm
Name: Tai/Taibalt Age: Unknown, appears from 18-21. Gender: Male Race: Vampire Job: A tattoo artist and piercer. Personality: like a 'kitten on crack'. He's happy and hyper and acts very immature and 'fun-loving' most of the time, but he has a weird seductive kind of mature side he loves to show off in the right moments. Deep down he's a very kind and caring person, but the conditions of his 'life' have made him hide that side of him. Abilities: Flight, Empathic, (can control the flow of people's emotions and can influence them to do things.) Bio: will be reveiled through the rp. Appearance: 
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 9:17 pm
Name: Ciara (kee-ra) O'Banyon Age: 19 Race: Human Gender: Male Job: Waiter (Student) Personality: He is very shy. A little withdrawn, even. He normally just does what he has to do, without being noticed. He doesn't like to stand out. Abilities: He can see auras. Appearance: fan of the EGL and EGA styles. http://tinypic.com/view/?pic=rtqhz4 (clubbing) http://tinypic.com/view/?pic=rtqo78 (normal. Except, hair is normally in a low ponytail.)
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 9:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 8:54 am
Name: Tensai Kuro Age: 17 Race: Vampire Gender: Male Job: Assistant Chef Personality: Very sweet and kind and always smiles, no matter the circumstance. Very flirty when he sees a man he likes. He's afriad of water and can't swim. Likes skirts and dresses rather than pants and suits. Abilities: Can see ghosts and has a strong spiritual connection. Can teleport and fly. Bio: (opt.) Something happened in his past that no one knows about but he constantly wears a mask with a perminant smile... Appearance: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/BlackDios/Tensai1.png
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 12:34 pm
After a long nite of dealing with his special assigments AND working double shift at the anime staore called 'Fandom,' he dressed out of his sexy black leather neko outfit with a sigh, he walked down the street to find an intruging inn called 'Crimson kiss.' Since there were no available rides, was pooped out to the point of collapsing, and that he didnt like taking the cab rite now, he went in the inn. "hello?" he called softly at the front desk patiently with the smallest hints of his exhaustion.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 3:21 pm
Taibalt smiled as he tapped his foot against the floor in a weird rhythmatic pattern to a song that was stuck in his head. He was in a main room, or a 'free-for-all' room as Taibalt liked to call it, or if you wanted to be literal about it; the room with the bar in it.
He had just come to the Crimson Kill from his job, a tattoo artist and piercer. He needed a good rest and didn't feel like driving all the way home, but he didn't want to fly and waste any unneccessary energy. This wasn't a huge thing for him, he stayed at this inn practically every weekend, he was lazy.
His 'tools of the trade' sat on his lap as he organized his bag, for tattoo'ing anyways. There were bottles of ink, needles, cleaning tools and the like, all in vaccuum-sealed bags and sparkling clean. He was finally happy with all the items he saw, he didn't leave anything there that he shouldn't have. He packed it all in his bag again before taking another sip of the drink in front of him, a small smile on his face as the familiar toxin trickled down his throat.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 4:55 pm
Rogue X Taibalt smiled as he tapped his foot against the floor in a weird rhythmatic pattern to a song that was stuck in his head. He was in a main room, or a 'free-for-all' room as Taibalt liked to call it, or if you wanted to be literal about it; the room with the bar in it. He had just come to the Crimson Kill from his job, a tattoo artist and piercer. He needed a good rest and didn't feel like driving all the way home, but he didn't want to fly and waste any unneccessary energy. This wasn't a huge thing for him, he stayed at this inn practically every weekend, he was lazy. His 'tools of the trade' sat on his lap as he organized his bag, for tattoo'ing anyways. There were bottles of ink, needles, cleaning tools and the like, all in vaccuum-sealed bags and sparkling clean. He was finally happy with all the items he saw, he didn't leave anything there that he shouldn't have. He packed it all in his bag again before taking another sip of the drink in front of him, a small smile on his face as the familiar toxin trickled down his throat. rion had gotten his room quickly enough and went to the bar to get a quick drink for his dry throat. "some water please." he order for a moment as he sat down with a deep sigh. he noticed the boy that was a few stools away from him but didnt stare too long to be rude and plus, he didnt really care at the moment.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 7:05 pm
Name: Mizo Kurinai
Age: 17
Race: vampire
Gender: male
Job: (in Manhattan as cover up) desk attendant in his uncles gay adult bookstore
Personality: he's quiet and reserved but he's also rather intelligent.He's sometimes hyper but usually he tries to keep to himself.He falls in and out of love fairly easily but never gives up on the ones he sees that he really likes.
Abilities: He's an empath and can let others feel his emotions so he doesn't have to talk when he doesn't want to.He can also transform into a dark purple and crimson dove.
Bio: (opt.) He's always so quiet not because of being raped three or four times now but because he desperately desires to be human again.He's afraid that if he talks he might say something to scare people away.He got hired at his uncles adult bookstore because of his lean figure and his good dancing.He usually works the cash register but when he hangs around after dark, he's one of the clubs most popular dancers.He doesn't carry a deck of cards for no reason though.They're deadly sharp and he's a master at using them.
Appearance:Mizo is tall and lean but he's still got a good bit of muscle that makes him so popular at the bar.He's got bright red hair and almost pastel green eyes.He's got a soft smile that he shows off whenever he can.His complexion is surprisingly tan for a vampire and his fangs don't show.He's found a few ways to get closer to being human again so his wings and claws don't show any more either.It's also why his hair is red an his eyes are green again instead of the silver hair and lifeless black eyes he had as a half-life.He wears skin tight clothing, usually black jeans and a black tank-top.Sometimes he wears a midriff jacket that only covers his arms and laces around his thumb and middle finger on each hand.He wears a long silver necklace that bears a pendant of a sword that has a rose growing up the blade and blooming at the hilt.He wears a silver band on his right ring finger, the engagement ring his boyfriend gave him before he was killed.He wears one silver earring in his left ear with a solid black opal in it.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 7:12 pm
Ciara blinked, his eyes slowly adjusting to the dim room that he had just entered. It belonged to an inn that he had seen a million times, but had never noticed until he looked for it: Crimson Kiss.
Pushing his blue and pink ponytail over his shoulder, Ciara made his way to the counter. His skin prickled and his hair stood on end. He didn't like the atmosphere in there.
Clutched in a slim, ivory hand was a business card. In staggering red lettering, the words Taibalt Tattoo were written. There were other words, but they were too small to make out.
"Um, pardon me." Ciara whispered, his voice low. He raised it when the keep didn't turn. "Excuse me, I'm looking for a man named Taibalt."
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 7:16 pm
Mizo walked out of the shower at the bar and pulled his clothes on as quickly as possible.He didn't feel like being ogled by the men who he'd been dancing for tonight.That was always his favorite part of working here.Getting to dance around for all those men who admired his body.Unfortunately that was all they admired was his body, and apparrently his endowment.He walked out and was rushed by a guy who was hoping to catch him so he could do what he did every night, try and convince Mizo to have sex with him.Mizo spun around quickly and drew one of his cards from his hip holster.He grabbed the guys collar and held the card up to his throat."How many times do i have to tell you no?" he asked in his most threatening voice.His eyes seemed like they'd gone black again especially to the man he was now nose to nose with."I'll say it one last time, and if you confront me again.....I'll kill you.NO!" he threw the man across the shower room where he crashed into the wall and fell into a crumpled heap on the floor."I'm going out uncle.OH, and Jonathon wallace is on the floor in the shower room again.Leae him there and I'll deal with him when I get back if you want." he called to his uncle from the storefront as he put his earring back in and replaced his necklace and ring.He walked out the front doors and headed to the new place he'd heard about, The "Crimson Kiss Inn".He thought it might be an ok place and had ecided to go check it out.He walked through the doors not long afterward.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 8:03 pm
Taibalt had heard his name being called and gave a look to Ciara, he stood up and walked over silently to the boy and stood behind him, pleacing his arms on either side of the boy in the bar. "I'm Taibalt, what can I do you for?" He asked, his voice was a bit deep, and lacked the -I give a damn- tone that it held when he was speaking to friends.
He looked the boy up and down before settling his gaze on his eyes, "Well? Why are you looking for me?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 8:19 pm
Ciara tensed as he felt arms on either side of him. The other body was close behind him, very close, but for some reason Ciara didn't feel any heat. He made up for it himself, though, as blood flooded to his cheeks.
"Um, hello. I .. I was sent here to find you. I'm supposed to be ... getting my lip pierced." He whispered, tripping over his own words. "I was told to come here." He repeated. He shifted, nudging the man a little, hoping he was back up some.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 8:36 pm
Taibalt grinned and turned Ciara around, still not giving him much space as he almost leaned him into the counter, "let me look at you, some people aren't good for certain piercings. Most people see me because I actually tell them if it'll work or not, or if it'll end up migrating or something, instead of everyone else who just wants a quick buck."
He lifted on arm up from Ciara's side and brushed his thumb over his lower lip as he examined the area. A few seconds later he pulled back slightly and smiled "I think a lip piercing would be perfect on you. Either labret or snakebites." He paused "what's your name?" He asked as he finally took a step back, allowing the boy some breathing room.
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