Every fable, or legend is based on some sort of fact... But some of these make believe stories have more fact in them than others. For example: Vampires. Bloodsucking immortal creatures of the night, who burst in to flames in sunlight, die when they catch a scent of garlic, and can turn in to bats... And only a few people know that these creatures are very very real, and very very different.

Vampires can easily blend in to society by assuming their human form. They look just like everyone else. Contrary to popular belief, Vampires can survive in the sunlight, their skin gets used to the sun with their years of being one, but their eyes never adjust. Their true appearance, however is completely different. Their eyes are nothing but the darkest black, their skin so white and pale that you can see the black unnatural veins underneath. Their teeth turns to rows of fangs, and their hands long sharp claws.

Vampires are immortal, but they age in different ways. With time they can be strong enough to lift a train cart. So fast and agile that they can leap distances, and dodge nearly everything. Their only true weakness is silver, nothing else will cause them harm. Vampires can fight one another, but they can never kill each other.

These creatures have infected the world, and usually tend to live quietly, and peaceful with the humans... But one town is known for its constant struggle against them. Brooksfield Colorado is a small, friendly town deep in Rocky Mountains. Ever since it was founded in the 1800s, there has been a constant, invisible war. The people assigned to fight them have mastered the skill of vampire hunting. They realized that garlic and holy water doesn't work, and the dense trees hide the creatures from sunlight. Silver weapons, stakes, and flares are their only weapons, as well as technique. The hunters who had heritage in the family have a sixth sense, the ability to tell if a person is a vampire, or human.... They are called The Protectors. Over the century of fighting, there are only a select few who are Protectors, and for the safety and well being of the citizens, they keep it secret. The Protectors and vampires have come to an agreement long ago that the Vampires keep to the forest outside the town, and the humans keep the town and roads... If either cross the borders without a reason, they will be executed.

There are exceptions, of course. Vampires can be registered, and they can live with the town, to try and cope with their new abilities, and help the town in any way they can.... But as the silent war of Protectors vs Vampires continues, the protectors have a conflict themselves. The current sheriff believes in the old traditions, that people and vampires can live in harmony, and without killing one another unless needed, and some of the younger generations believe that Vampires can't be trusted, and that they should hunt them all down.

The town seems quiet, and it is friendly, and a nice place to live... But its filled with danger and mystery. How will you spend your stay?

RULES:

1) You can be a Protector (Vampire hunter), civilian (store owner, state cop, mayor, etc), Vampire, or ID'd vampire (Friendly who lives in the town) if you have a question on what you want to be, and how you want to play, please send me a PM and i'll be more than happy to help out!
2) Don't always start chaos and action! This will be a RP full of romance, drama, action, adventure, and other stuff as well!
3) Keep it to one CS for now
4) Don't be OP, and NO ONE SENTENCED POSTS! i understand writers block, and i prefer quality over quantity, but saying "he entered the room" just adds clutter, and doesn't help the story what so ever.
5) be creative! i love seeing how you guys make characters and how you make them unique!

FORM:

Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Faction: Protector, Civilian, Vampire, ID'd Vampire
Job: ID'd vampires, civilians, and Protectors only
Bio: Doesn't have to be super long
Personality:
Family/Relationships?:
Weapon(s) : optional for civilians and vampires, required for Protectors
Other:

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Name: Benjamin Ford
Age: 39
Appearance: A strong, tall man.Benjamin Ford is a man who has done everything on his own, and has the hand and body to prove it. Although a bit older, Ben is still quite attractive. Has a full head of black hair with a touch of gray on the sides. Usually has a stubble, but nothing more. Steel gray eyes, and a scar across his cheek and eyebrow. Usually wears the sheriff's trench coat with the badge, jeans, and an old cowboy hat handed down from generations.
Faction: Protector
Job: County Sheriff, also in charge of the Protectors
Bio: The Ford family is extremely notorious in this town. Ever since the very first Protectors, my family ran the league of Vampire Hunters. And generations passed. I lived with my father. He never told me what happened to my mother, but i didn't mind. Growing up i learned the honest work the do out here in the middle of nowhere. I helped my dad at the sheriff's office, helped him with chores, and he made me help the other people in the town with their's. I always knew my father was keeping something from me though. And as a young teenager i would follow him around, or try to stop crimes in the town. And every time i would get yelled at, and be told many times that no matter what i do, never ever go in to the forest... I learned about the life of the Protectors when i heard crying late one night when i was 17. It was a young woman, racing through the streets, yelling at someone to leave them alone, that she wasn't one of them... my curiosity and my hunger for justice got the best of me.

I followed her, trying to help her, she told me to stay away, or I'll be hurt. Not thinking, i rushed after her in the forest... where i was immediately welcomed with laughter, demonic hissing, and being thrown in to a tree before i even knew it. I came to to see the most evil thing i have ever seen in my life. Now i know its a vampire, but back then, i thought i was staring at death itself. Before i met my death, or worse, my father and a few other deputies came rushing in... I got out alive, but with a few scars, and a big one across my cheek. My father had no choice but to tell me. I eagerly joined when he asked me. I fought alongside my father for a few years, helping him with shifts, learning how to fight with my own weapon of choice. I chose a wood axe laced with a hard silver coating, and i became an expert. I learned the techniques of what to look for, how to fight those creatures, and that some of the closest friends of our family were vampires who swore peace with the town long long ago...

One night though, there was a riot with the vampires. A group of young, rebellious ones attacked the town... it was terrible, with casualties from both sides... one being my father. After my father passed, the Protectors didn't even have to ask, or have a discussion. I was his successor. Dawning his hat, and badge, i kept the town from danger. And for decades i have been doing just that, losing some close friends, and fellow Protectors from deaths, or from them moving away. I married (IF ANYONE WANTS TO BE MY SON/DAUGHTER, PLEASE LET ME KNOW!), but she left me when she found out about the secret of this place... Most people think I'm too old for this job now... and they are usually knocked on their asses before they can finish the sentence. I have spent most of my life keeping this town safe, and i will do that to my dying breath.

Personality: Has a very strong sense of loyalty, Justice, pride, and courage, but not stupidity. Learned at a young age to not rush in to a situation. Always willing to help anyone in need. Is the father figure of the town, very humble and kind. Also knows to not hold grudges, but will get furious if anyone disobeys orders.

Family/Relationships?: Anyone interested in a romantic, or family relationship, let me know!

Weapon(s) : A old, silver axe, an old revolver with silver bullets, and some mini flares to blind the vampires just in case.

Other: there is said to be a Ford family curse... every one of my grandfathers have died from fighting off vampires before they reached the age of 40... Also very strictly enforces curfew, and not going in the woods at all times.

Is it possible to have a vampire working for the protectors?

They can't technically work for them, but my character will be willing to let licensed vampires help them out haha

Name: Valis Miliure

Age: "Old enough....old.....enough"

Appearance: 6'3, Slender build. A fresh pale face. Dark blue eyes with normally large pupils , fair hair. thin legs that seem longer then they really are. a small scar on his fore-head That has the shape of a lighting bolt that is above his left eye. his nose is normal sized and is rather good for a nose, but seems to be lost to the abyss by his other features. most of his clothes seem to be one size too big.

Faction: Vampire,
Job: "ummmmmmmm"
Bio: A long time ago, which valis can't bother to remember exactly when it happened. Seeing as he was done being in the same house as his annoying? (Or at least that what Valis thinks, though he does admit it could be many things, again...he really couldn't care) decided to have a party just for himself, and by that he meant destorying his liver. (or he was just pretending to do that, once again, Valis can't seem to remember) After that it gets a little fuzzy, basically: Something about a fight, a fish, a giant stool, a fire, a supicious women that Valis followed only because she had- well...you know. A mansion, a really fluffy pillow. a knife, then blood. then a bloody knife, and then something about a brick.

The next day Valis woke up, everything was rather different, one, his clothes were rather torn, he was in a rather shady alleyway, and as he would find out in the next few days, a vampire. His life was different, with is pretty obivious. But Valis became a bit different. He tried- well...casually lived. He did evenutally started to get hunted, which he guess was only right since he was killing people, and not really even trying to be in the shadows. It was easy, he learned that he was rath- no...much faster and stronger then lots of them. But the knocks on the door came, he escaped. But he knew now that he would have to stay isolated.

Blah Blah Blah, it is the present, and Vasil stays in the forest, because apparently the "protectors" and other vampires think it's a good idea, but Vasil lurks in the shadows (He likes to think that he does that a lot) He is one of the most infamous ones, and probably one of the oldest. Yet somehow not, seeing as many don't know what he looks like, or if he's real. most think he's a myth! Because "people are stupid, am I right?"

Personality: Tends to have mood-swings. Most people in his mind are either 'Food, Annoying, Less annoying' Though he tends not to like company at all, sometimes he'll randomly appear in peoples houses, just to hang about. (If not to steal their clothes) He tends to humor himself, and will randomly go into fits of laughter. While most vampires get "wiser and mature" Valis says live young forever, and he does what he wants. He thinks that if he is going to die then good, because he be dead and that be it. but until then, it's a big party!

Family/Relationships?: His family is long dead, which he tends to forget about, then realise, just to say "Oh wait, I don't care"

Weapon(s) : He does have a sword he stole from another vampire, he just has that for the one sentence of "I have a sword bitch!"
Other:

Hello!

Name: Fritz Ferdinand
Age: 114 (Bitten at 16)
Appearance: 5'9", with short slicked back blonde hair, green eyes, and no facial hair. Slightly muscular build, but nothing to crazy. Usually wears his German army uniform from World War 2, patched up from where he tore off the SS logo and Nazi symbol.
Faction: ID'd Vampire
Job: New to town so unemployed
Bio: Born 1900, in Germany, Fritz had a rather uneventful childhood, until he was drafted to fight for the German army in World War 1 in 1916. One night, while he was on patrol in the trenches, he spotted a pale shape against the pitch black sky, speeding at him. Fritz's natural reaction was to shoot, but whatever the nightmarish creature was the bullets weren't stopping it. It leap into the trench, tackling Fritz and sinking razor sharp teeth into his shoulder. He struggled to escape, but it's grip was like iron. Suddenly, a shot rang out and the beast looked up, giving Fritz an opportunity to swing a punch. The thing flailed back, and Fritz noticed a smoking imprint where his silver ring had struck. It was then that he understood what had attacked him -- a vampire. He went on the run after that, and joined a vampire enclave until 1939, when World War 2 began, and he rejoined the German army. In that war, he committed unspeakable crimes, and when Germany fell, he thought of himself as a monster, and began to search the world for a cure to his vampirism, until he found an enclave in Colorado that could possibly have what he was looking for...
Personality: Fritz has a more serious personality, with almost no amount of eccentricity about him, due to being used to having to answer to authority, although he does have a romantic side
Weapons: An old Astra 600 pistol.
Other: I DID NOT MAKE A NAZI CHARACTER, only a former Nazi.

All accepted!!!

Cool!

Godammit why won't people join?

Name:
April May Norton

Age:
20

Appearance:


Faction:
Civilian

Job:
She works at the town's local IT store (you know, where you buy your TVs, cell phones, etc)

Bio:
April May's parents were both born and bred in the town, and the family have existed there for generations. She has remained purposefully ignorant of the goings on of the town throughout her childhood, instead preferring to concentrate on her studies, despite the subtle hints her parents have dropped to her to start taking an interest in protecting the town from Vampires. She suspects both her parents were involved in actively seeking out Vampire [they were both, in reality, Protectors].
When she left school, she applied and was accepted at a small college, a few towns over, where she studied electronics and computer technology for a couple years. Like most people, she stumbled straight out of college and struggled to find a job, and, broke, she moved back in with her parents.
She had quite forgotten the little 'Undead' problem the town suffered from.
She got a job at the local electronics store and has worked there, ever since, attempting to save enough money to get her own place - far away from this town. Her parent are still attempting to convince her of the evilness of vampires, but she'd rather not acknowledge their existence.

Personality:
April May is a computer geek, through and through. The stereotypical nerd, she often sits listening to conversation, her eyes blinking rapidly behind her glasses, as she processes a person's response and categorising them; you may call it judgemental, but she calls it forming an opinion based on the empirical evidence in front of her.
She isn't very girly - she enjoys her own company and regularly zones out when in the presence of others, unless they have captured her attention. She has a macabre sense of humour and on the rare occasion she cracks a vampire joke, her parents erupt in anger - she doesn't exactly share their sense of humour. She often finds serious situations quite funny.

Family/Relationships:
The usual. Parents. No siblings. Annoying grandparents, that are also against Vampires; in fact, they have stake ornaments cluttering the coffee table. Needless to say, April May doesn't visit them often, despite the fact that they live down the road.

Weapon(s) :
Does her laptop count? She could probably hack a few systems with it.

Other:
She has regular routine; every morning, she eats breakfast at the local café before she starts her shifts at the electronics store. Every evening, she takes her dog - a black Labrador called Jeff - for a walk through town (and every evening, her parents warn her not to stray from the street lamps or go near the forest).

Accepted!!

Thank you! Join, people!

Name: Florence Reiner
Age: About 120
Appearance:
Faction: Vampire
Job: N/A
Bio: Florence was born in 1894 in England. Her parents were upper class members of society, and thus expected her to be a "proper young lady". They raised her with strict rules of etiquette and punished her harshly when she did something wrong. Feeling crushed beneath the weight of all their expectations, she ran away at the age of 18. She remembers fleeing to the forest with the distant sound of her parents' servants calling out her name in pursuit. Everything else is fuzzy... A curved tree root - the flight of her breath as she hits the ground - a violent impact against the small of her back (perhaps the stomp of a foot?) - a piercing pain in her neck...

When she came to, she found herself back in the town in an alley. Beside her lay the body of a man. A puddle of blood was next to his shoulder. She remembered being frightened senseless, and brought a hand to her mouth to stifle a scream. She was startled to feel something poke her finger. Florence gingerly explored the cause of the poke to discover a fang. Wait... not just one, but four! The book "Dracula" had only been published a few years prior. Florence had read it only a year ago, so it was still fresh in her mind. She recalled the legend of vampires clearly, but didn't quite believe it yet. Surely it was all fake, right? Then she noticed a puddle of water not too far away. Trembling, she crawled over to the little pool of water and peered down at her reflection. When she saw the face that stared back at her, she swooned.

[Present Day]
Florence currently lives in the forest just outside of Brooksfield, Colorado. She mostly keeps to herself, avoiding both humans and others of her kind. Even though she's been a vampire for over a hundred years now, she still is appalled at the idea of drinking blood and tries to suppress her occasional cravings. Because of this, she has only killed four times (including the man in the alley). Florence recently heard about the process of becoming an ID vampire but is apprehensive about approaching a member of the Protectors, so she's settled for her humble life in the Colorado wilderness.
Personality: Many people would mistake Florence to be a shy girl because she doesn't speak often, but she's usually just lost in thought or daydreaming. She takes a while to warm up to people, but when she does, she proves to be more of a talker and can be fairly quick witted. Florence is also a bit ditsy, but she is incredibly intelligent when she applies herself. For the most part Florence is peaceful, however she does have a sharp tongue when she is in a debate or rebuking someone.
Family/Relationships: N/A
Weapon(s): N/A
Other: N/A

Accepted!

Thanks! I hope more people join this so we can get off the ground

Lily Kierstrider said
Thanks! I hope more people join this so we can get off the ground

Same...*Hopeful grin*...

I'm kinda surprised at how little interest this is getting so far. It's a really cool rp idea, so I was expecting more people by now o.o

hahaha i'm glad you guys like it! Idk, my RP's these days just aren't striking any interest hahaha must be a curse

Shame.....It's the curse of Captain America!

Maybe we could do it as a small group? It's advertised at the bottom of my posts, so I'm trying to generate interest....

I hate letting RPs I'm in die!

If no one else wants to join, I'm perfectly willing to add a second CS for a Protector character, so we have more than one
(Although I'd only do that with the GM's permission, of course :P)

We could also use a few NPCs to fill in empty spaces