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Chris Hans Vonheimer Crew
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 Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2021 2:50 pm
  Don't Let The Last Hope Beside You Die
Chris pulled up to a club that wasn't too far from the hotel he was going to stay the night in while the rest of his band was still busy. 'Why not a nice glass of vodka and a cigarette before I head to bed.' He thought to himself as he took off a deep purple helmet to go with the same colored cycle. The male has short black hair, that was now messy due to the helmet, and ice blue eyes that glanced around the parking lot. The vampire smiled softly before he headed inside the building.
When he got in the first thing he noticed was the smell, 'seems I am not the only non human being here.' Chris thought before heading to the bar area. "Hallo, I'd like a glass of straight vodka." The pale man ordered. The tender nodded towards him and started to get him his drink.
Who is he: Chris
Where: Club somewhere in a big city
With: Whoever is in the club
Feeling: Calm
Bloodlust: 15%
Ooc: Hope the intro post was okay ^^
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2021 11:04 am
Laine Stiles
Laine ran down the street and crashed through trash filled alleyways trying to distance herself from the police sirens. Her father had forced her out on a patrol assignment with him since he had figured out her plans to runaway from home that night. His manic episodes were becoming to much and he had just snapped in the car a couple minutes ago. Her nose was smeared in bright red blood that had stained her school jacket and shirt. She wore her school uniform with consisted up a plain black and white skirt, a white blouse, and her black and white jacket with the school's logo embroidered on the front. She paired it with her ripped black stockings and black boots that were beginning to flake and tear from years of usage. She hadn't received a new uniform since her freshman year of high school. This year is her last year and in a month she'll be eighteen and free from her father's tyranny. However, he didn't plan on letting her go so easily since he'd have no one else to subside his acholic rages.
Her messy blonde hair shaded shadowed her blue eyes as she intended to keep her head down as to not draw attention from anyone she passes. As the sirens grew louder, she had to find a solid place to hide when she spots a bar. As the adrenaline from the hunt became more intense, she became desperate to find a place to hide. Suddenly, she spotted a shady looking bar from across the way and knew she could slip into the joint. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew the clubs patrons probably weren't entirely human. This could put her into more danger, but she didn't have much of a choice or options. Flying across the street, she ducked and blended in with a large group of inebriated succubus's entering the club to become more intoxicated. No one even noticed her as she maneuvered towards one of the empty bars towards the back. This club was huge and bars were on each floor and the regulars all crowded around the bars they liked.
Without to much thought, Laine took her place quietly next to a quiet goth. Luckily the bartender was on the far side of the bar flirting with some woman whom hardly seemed interested. Laine kept her head down and pressed her sleeve to her nose trying to stop the bleeding.
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Chris Hans Vonheimer Crew
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2021 4:51 pm
Don't Let The Last Hope Beside You Die
Chris was sipping on he vodka when the woman came inside the building and sat next to him. The vampire could tell by the smell that she was bleeding, "hallo there. You alright?" He asked her with a soft frown on his black painted lips. "Would you like a drink too?" The male might just see if he could be friends with this person due to him being new to the city.
Who is he: Chris
Where: Club somewhere in a big city
With: Laine
Feeling: Calm but slowly getting hungry
Bloodlust: 20%
Ooc: sorry for the short post
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2021 11:41 pm
Laine Stiles
Laine never expected the goth to make small conversation with her, but she decided to play along. "I'm fine." She said in a nasally voice, however, she didn't mean to sound so blunt and dismissive. The goth really stood out in the neon flashing lights. His black lips were so voluptuous and really stood out from his pale skin. His eyes were striking and she couldn't tell if he wore contacts or not. If she had to guess he probably wasn't even human because sitting so close next to him he gave off no body heat or smell, expect for the acholic breathe, which wasn't actually offensive. She'll investigate further on his origins so she can determine whom she's dealing with. She couldn't understand how someone she just meet seemed so concerned for her. Although, to be fair, to him she's just some defenseless damsel in need of rescuing. Not a bad position to be in since she was sitting in a bar underaged so if she acted like she was with him she wouldn't arouse suspicion. Luckily, she's always looked older than her age so she knew she probably wouldn't be carded any time soon.
Laine put on the helpless act for now and took his offer for the drink, "Sure, why not..." She said loosely. He may have been treating her kindly, but he may have an ulterior motive. She noted that she'd better keep her one on her drink at all times in case he tries to spike it. Cautiously, she watched the bartender make some sweet looking pink cocktail and place it before her on top of a napkin that he had laid down with the bar's logo on the corner. She swirled the straw around that was plopped into the drink for her and eyed the goth before replying, "Thanks...So, uhhh, got a name or should I just call you "Goth Guy I Just Meet" ?" It was apparent that she was terrible at conversation, and painfully obvious she didn't hang around to many people. (It's cool man, don't worry about it)
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Chris Hans Vonheimer Crew
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Posted: Thu Jul 29, 2021 12:47 pm
Don't Let The Last Hope Beside You Die
Chris smiled when she told him she was fine before he took out a red handkerchief. "You can keep this too, this is for the nose." The vampire told Laine after figuring out where she was bleeding.
After she ordered herself a cocktail, the female asked about his name. "Oh, I'm Chris but if you want to call me Gothic Guy go for it." He chuckled softly as he tried to think of anything but the smell of blood that was surrounding him. "Are you from this town or new here like me?"
Who is he: Chris
Where: Club somewhere in a big city
With: Laine
Feeling: slightly nervous as he got more hungry
Bloodlust: 30%
Ooc: hope this is okay ^^
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Posted: Sat Jul 31, 2021 10:58 pm
Laine Stiles
Laine snatched the red handkerchief embarrassed. Luckily, her nose blood won't stain the handkerchief to badly. After all, he was offering it to her and if it was the other way around she wouldn't want the handkerchief back either. As the night dragged on, the police sirens on the streets growing silent, she found out his name. She was surprised that he revealed it so easily, although it could be an alias for all she knew. Still, he's been cordial to her and all she's been doing is giving him the cold shoulder. To answer his question she lightly replied, "No, lived here my whole life." She paused for second and then continued, " My name's Laine, by the way. If you want a tour of the town I can show you some time, though, there's not much to see." By now, some of the bleeding had subsided and she decided to take a sip of her cocktail. It was way to sugary for her taste and she scooted it aside obviously offending the bartender. Tapping the table gingerly, she furthered the conversation hoping to find out more about him. Inching her chair stool discreetly closer to him and asked, "What brings you here of all places?"
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Chris Hans Vonheimer Crew
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2021 3:42 pm
Don't Let The Last Hope Beside You Die
Chris smiled slightly trying not to show fangs, even though some of the club goers were supernatural. "That's good, I won't get lost finding a hotel for the time being. I am here for a tour. The other members of the band will get here tomorrow. " The vampire finished his drink and then looked in his pockets for his smokes but forgot to buy some. "Nice to meet you Laine, sorry to ask but do you happen to have a cigarette on you?"
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Who is he: Chris
Where: Club somewhere in a big city
With: Laine
Feeling: still a bit nervous but not as much
Bloodlust: 30%
Ooc:
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2021 3:11 am
Laine Stiles
She noticed that his cheeks tensed when he smiled meaning he's either nervous or cautious which heightened her curiosity. The first thing he revealed to her was that he didn't have a place to stay so he really was new to the city. It was blatantly obvious he didn't carry a cell, otherwise he could have searched up a map and the hotels nearby. Second, she discovered that he was on tour with a band. However, his bandmates would arrive tomorrow which meant he was completely alone. She could take advantage of his vulnerability and use him until she finally loses her father's tracks. She watched as he started to scramble through his pockets for something, but clearly he had misplaced the item by asking her for it. Smirking lightly, she was about to appease him when a brigade of cops busted in ready to raid the join. The group was lead by none other than her father whose voice she could distinctly make out over the scream freenzy. Cursing under her breath, Laine grabbed the goth's arm without explanation and yelled, "Time to go! Hope you can run fast!"
With all the strength she could mustered, she yanked Chris from his seat and began weaving through the scrambling crowd as gun shots began to pop off. Of course, her father will conjure up some clever excuse as to why he fired into a crowd of innocent civilians to save his own skin. Laine spotted the nearest exit and squeezed through the door still tugging Chris along with her. If he objected at some point, it was obvious she didn't hear him as she focused on getting them to safety.
They made it out into the back night along with groups of other club goes continuing to flee out of sight. Laine didn't stop until they were far enough to barely hear the sirens. Breathing hard from the adrenaline rush, her breath visible in the fridge night air, she let go of Chris's arm and turned to face him. Instead of smiling triumphantly, her eyes widened in horror as she saw blood leaking down Chris's chest. He had been shot. (I hope you don't mind me adding that Chris was wounded and taking a bit of control. I'm hoping it'll add to the suspense. If you don't like it, I can always rewrite it. Message me if you want me to change it!)
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Chris Hans Vonheimer Crew
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2021 3:00 pm
Don't Let The Last Hope Beside You Die
The male had a smile softly on his face as he waited, but that soon turned into a look of both anger and fear as a group of cops barged in to raid the place. Laine seemed to be more fearful about what was happening when she grabbed him and told him it was time to go.
After he was forced from his, Chris ran along after her not noticing when he was shot due to his adrenaline from anger and fear, which wasn't a good thing. When they got to a safe place, the vampire was dizzy and he could finally feel the bullet that was still in his chest. "Laine, I'll be fine." He said before taking off one of his leather gloves to reveal long, shape but well taken care of black nails and he tried to get the bullet out. Chris bit his tongue to keep from making a noise as he pulled it out.
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Who is he: Chris
Where: Somewhere far away from the club
With: Laine
Feeling: pissed, frightful, and hungry
Bloodlust: 50%
Ooc:I love it
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2021 8:43 pm
Laine Stiles
Chris didn't fall over dead, much less flinch from the wound as he responded to her calmly. She watched in absolute shock as he removed a black leather glove to reveal a sharp, manicured black nail. The blood drained from her face as she watched him excavate the bloody wound to remove the bullet. The muscles in his face tensed as he finally dug out the bullet. It glistened a bright red in the moonlight and the sight almost caused Laine to faint. She swayed slightly before catching herself against a grimy brick wall. Shaking her head in disbelief, she whispered under her breath, "So...you're not human..." Her suspicions have been confirmed from the start.
Trying to come back to her senses, she had to think rationally to protect them both for now. Regardless of what creature he was, she now felt responsible for dragging him into her mess. "Chris, we need to get off the streets. It's not safe. There's a motel nearby...I'll explain everything." She lead him to a shady run down motel and paid in cash for a room. She had a card, but refused to use it since it could be tracked at anytime. She had told Chris to conceal his wound beforehand, but luckily the staff hardly acknowledged the two. They were handed a set of old fashioned keys that looked like they hadn't been used since the 1970s. Laine navigated through the outdated hallways until she found their room that took some finagling to even open the door.
Once inside the room, Laine immediately went over to the windows and closed the dusted brown curtains. The lighting in the room was so dim it made Chris's pale skin look sickly yellow. The carpet as well as the furniture looked like it hadn't been replaced in decades, and she knew cockroaches lingered somewhere nearby. She looked at Chris wondering how he was still even standing, but before she could question him she had clear her name first. "Chris...what happened back there...it was my fault. Those cops were after me. My father is the sheriff and he'll hunt me down at any cost. I never meant for you or anyone to get hurt. My father...is a monster." She hugged her arms close to herself looking ashamed. However, this wasn't the time to have a pity party for herself, she needed to help Chris. "What kind of creature are you, Chris? You're still alive...so can you heal yourself...or do you need something?" She was far from stupid and knew, for a fact, that he would need some kind of sustenance. Actually, she could already guess what that would be and without complaint she was willing to give it to him.
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Chris Hans Vonheimer Crew
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2021 1:52 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2021 11:12 pm
Laine Stiles
It didn't matter what he said, the guilt was suffocating, and she knew she was the catalyst for tonight. Now that she was open with Chris, it was his turn to unveil his secrets which he did so willingly. Her assumptions were confirmed, he was a vampire and could heal under better circumstances. Due to tonight's run, she could only guess how much blood he lost along the way. She could tell be the tiredness in his eyes that he was ready to pass out any second now. He did admit, sheepishly, that blood will sustain him so he'll be able to heal properly. Laine refused to let him die, not because she's sentimental, but because he saved her technically speaking. If he hadn't been behind her running the bullet would have hit her and she'd be dead. She hated owing favors so she knew what to do to pay the vampire back.
Stripping off her jacket, she button her white blouse enough to expose her neck and shoulder. Some bruises that her father had inflicted on her were visible, but hopefully he ignored them and didn't make a huge deal. That last thing she needs is sympathy. She definitely didn't want him to think that he was now reasonable in protecting her or anything corny. She walked over to him without a word and sat down on the uncomfortable squeaky mattress. She practically leaned up against him and pushed all her blonde locks over to one side presenting her naked shoulder to him. "Take what you need, Chris. I know we just met...but just do what you have to. Don't get the wrong idea either...I just hate owing people favors." She replied rather coldly to lessen any guilt he'll endure for taking her blood. "Hurry up before I change my mind and force feed it to you." Laine refused to let him back down, he had no choice but to drink from her. (Same^^ I'm having a great time)
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Chris Hans Vonheimer Crew
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2021 7:15 am
Don't Let The Last Hope Beside You Die
The male was surprised that Laine would freely let him take her blood but then she let him know that she didn't like owing people favors. "I understand und danke." Chris said as his German accent got thicker as he was getting weaker. After she stopped speaking, the vampire took a shaky breath in and slowly let it out before he gently crapped her shoulders and bit into Laine's exposed neck. It had been years since he fed on anyone except his blood donor but Kyle wasn't here until tomorrow and he needed something quick.
Who is he: Chris
Where: at a motel
With: Laine
Feeling: feeding so his emotions are non existent
Bloodlust: 79%
Ooc: I'm glad to hear you are enjoying yourself ^^
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2021 11:53 pm
Laine Stiles
It was odd how anxious his breathing sounded against her ear, and the way he gently cradled her shoulders. She had never been touched so conservatively, as if she were made of porcelain. Laine grew up with an abusive father and the boyfriends she had thus far were not considerate of her feelings. To most of the men in her life, intimacy in any form was nonexistent; until now. The whole process honestly felt like a doctor's visit to do lab work. She was allowing someone to take her blood, someone she could trust and be vulnerable around. His teeth pricked through her skin, almost like the feeling of a needle. Everything around her was so quiet as Chris feasted contently. Laine felt serene thinking of nothing as color drained from her body. Her eyes grew heavy and although she felt dizzy she didn't tell Chris to stop. It was the first time she felt affection and wanted even if her purpose was to be used as nourishment. Laine's vision began to become blurry and she knew Chris probably didn't release he was taking more than he needed. Her mouth tried to form his name, but all that slipped out was a small whisper before she slumped unconscious in his arms.
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Chris Hans Vonheimer Crew
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2021 7:08 am
Don't Let The Last Hope Beside You Die
When Chris heard the whisper he stopped feeding. "Laine?" He called but she didn't answer due to how much he took. The vampire was starting to panic as he thought of what to do next. When he finally had an idea, he gently laid her on the bed, got up and headed into the bathroom. Chris turned on the bath, he frowned slightly at the stains in the tub but he needed to get her warm again somehow.
After the tub was full of hot water, he went back to the bedroom and picked Laine up, bridal style. "I'll get you some new clothes I promise." The vampire said as he slowly placed her unconscious body into the water and stayed there with her until she woke up.
Who is he: Chris
Where: at a motel
With: Laine
Feeling: Getting nervous
Bloodlust: 25%
Ooc:
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