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@Rusalka Your chars are pre-approved, but I think Grey has some requests of you. Also, your proposed history with Mithais is fine by me.
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Aaaaaannd here they are! ^o^~"And so our hunt begins anew..."~
Eyes are actually as blue as ice. The whites of her eyes turn black when she's angry.~REBECCA SELIE VALENTINE~
AGE:
Unknown (Appears around her late twenties to early thirties)
GENDER:
Female
SPECIES:
Vampire (Changed sometime during the Renaissance in Venice)
AFFILIATION:
Her own side
PERSONALITY:
Charming and elegant, a very noble attitude, she could woo you with just a few simple words or with just a look of her eyes. She cares for others and does what's necessary to help those in need, but she fears getting too close to anyone...thinking it may invoke her vampiric side and drive her into bloodlust and mayhem. The only exception to this is her servant/lover Camille. When angered, her personality shifts and she becomes cold, relentless, and violent. Unlike some, Rebecca only pines for the simpler things of life. From day to day, she preoccupies herself with hobbies such as reading classic literature, listening to music at home, playing piano, painting, and has even taken up a bit of swordplay, which she's become a rather avid swordswoman. It's become apparent to some that she enjoys the company of women more than men, possibly even a physical attraction to them. She is also sociable with men, but she has a particular disdain for some, especially if they take advantage of a woman in any way or are cruel to them.
However, despite her sociable nature, she isn't quite fond of working alongside humans.
BIO:
House Valentine was once the most prominent of families in the Venetian Aristocracy. Baron Renault, Rebecca's father, was a wealthy landowner and a considerably generous philanthropist. He later fell in love with Marianne, a beautiful and famous actress and opera singer, and married, where upon later they had a daughter, Rebecca.
Twas thanks to her mother that Rebecca was raised in an environment steeped in music and the arts. She loved to hear her mother sing and enjoyed watching her plays and her concerts with her father. She even dreamed once of becoming an actress just like her mother, to be adored and talented as she was...but sadly her dreams were cut short. One considerably dark and cloudy night, a stranger clad in black and wearing a mask visited her family's home, and with him....he brought unspeakable horrors. He was tame at first, rather charming to Rebecca, but his advances upon her and her mother became unsettling. Renault soon took notice and kindly, yet firmly he asked the man to leave. He did not.... Instead, the man revealed himself to be a creature of the damned. He murdered Rebecca's family right before her waking eyes, tearing them to pieces with his bare hands and lapping their blood off the floor.
Then, he turned towards Rebecca, a savage gleam in his wicked red eyes. She tried to run away, far into the darkness of the forest surrounding her family's lavish abode, but he was too quick for her. Soon he caught her and pinned her to the ground ripping away her dress and defiling her once pure essence with his malice. Once the vile act was committed, the creature took her limp and lifeless body, tied stones to her ankles, and tossed her into a lake, never to be seen again... Tales of his massacre would spread like wildfire, but the killer's identity would never be known....except by one.
Years past since that horrific night, a lowly fisherman out on his evening stroll discovered the woman's body after his hook snagged onto her. He pulled the seemingly dead woman out of the lake, but right as the full, crimson moon shined upon her corpse, Rebecca sprung to life instantly and attacked the man, draining him until he was nothing but a dried husk. She fled back to her home, only to find it in ruins, every last ounce of her family legacy gone in ashes. An anger surged within her as she looked to the charred remains of her family's mansion, her eyes becoming dark as the ash that surrounded her. Rebecca could see him again, his vile smirk, his despicable eyes leering with bloodlust.
But worse....she had become just like him...a creature of the undead...a Vampire. From that day forward, she swore vengeance upon them, all of them, for killing her family, destroying her home...and turning her into a monster. For several years she's traveled about the world, learning of different supernatural horrors such as the dreaded vampires and how to slay them efficiently. She steeped herself not only in the knowledge of her cause, but also that of literature, music, art, and whatever else caught her fancy, even...a few beautiful maidens here and there. Nevertheless, she kept her true identity as a Nosferatu hidden from the outside world, only indulging her savage bloodlust out of need for survival. The few who knew what she was were only those closest to her, be it a friend or a lover, and some willingly allowed Rebecca to feed from them. Now in the modern era, Rebecca finds herself in the United States with a considerable amount of wealth and a new thrall/assistant by her side named Camille. She still seeks to avenge her family's death by tracking down and killing the Vampire who murdered them, yet she has also turned her attention towards recent events. Rebecca has also gained another ally in a mysterious male vampire she spared reluctantly during an investigation of a coven in New Orleans She's mostly used him as an informant, but his services always came with a hefty price. (Hope that's cool with you @Wraithblade6)
POWERS:
Rebecca's powers are mostly affiliated with darkness, such as shadow manipulation, etc. Other abilities of hers include telepathy, the ability to enter people's dreams and tamper with them, and to hypnotize others with her charm.
ABILITIES/FAULTS:
Rebecca is noted for being quite agile, dexterous, and acrobatic, not to mention having enhanced phsyical strength and stamina and an extensive knowledge of firearms and bladed weapons, though she is more fond of the former over the latter. Her eyes are more developed than the average human being too, allowing her to see from further distances with crystal clear accuracy. Rebecca also has considerable pain tolerance, almost feeling no pain at all. Working as a private detective too has gained her some notoriety for her amazing investigative skills, namely her eidetic memory and her keen observation. However, she is a shrewd judge of character, trusting no one other than those closest to her. This has caused her at times to come off as cold, and has sometimes made her more enemies than friends or lovers.
OTHER:Aside from her pistol, most if not all of Rebecca's weapons are keepsakes from her many travels across time. Some of them carry some fond memories for her, while others are just simply tools she utilizes for killing the damned creatures of the night.Nightshade:
Rebecca is skilled with quite a few swords and bladed weapons, but her favorite above all is Nightshade, a special katana she picked up during her travels in Japan in the early 1800s. The sword in actuality was forged by a hidden sect of vampire hunters in the Yamanashi prefecture in Japan, not to mention they made some of the best sake she had ever drunken. Sporting a razor sharp edge, it's the perfect tool for lopping off a few limbs and delivering quick decapitations.Miseria:
A short silver dagger for those sticky situations.
In World War II Germany, rumors had spread of the Nazis using a blend of science and occult magick to produce an army of super soldiers and make Adolf Hitler immortal. The end result was the creation of Sanguinarius, the modern vampire strain. Soon, vampire attacks were rampant all throughout Europe in the late 1930s as the war pushed on, but quickly covered up by government officials to prevent widespread panic. A special order of hunters was established then to eradicate the sanguinarian threat and any other supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, Rebecca had a run in with one of these hunters when she was chasing a vampire in Dresden...and visiting one of the SS brothels for a bit of nightly fun. She had no choice but to kill him, but kept his silver dagger as a memento.
Small and concealable under any circumstances, there's a special compartment in the hilt of the dagger for a vial of wolfsbane nectar, salt, silver filings, holy water, whatever the hunter wished to carry.Thorns of the Saint
Sharpened and honed for the utmost aerodynamic design. They can be deployed rapidly in a cloud of deadly projectiles for a more wide ranged kill, maybe to get rid of a pesky gaggle of ghouls. These special throwing knives were a gift to her from a nun during her stint in an Irish convent in the 1960s, when a rash of brutal, grisly murders were taking the country by storm. Turns out it wasn't vampires, but werewolves. Nevertheless, Rebecca stayed on task, though it wasn't easy being around so much religious paraphernalia. At least that sweet nun keeping her company made the duration of her stay easier.~Carmen~
If there's one thing Rebecca loves more than alcohol, women, and of course the occasional taste of blood, its style and accessibility, which is why she chose this sleek silver plated Beretta 92FS compact as her main firearm. Though it fires a meager 9mm Parabellum round, it still packs a punch against vampires and werewolves alike. The ammunition was specially designed by Rebecca to dispatch the horrors of the supernatural world, bullets made from a silver cross from St. Thomas' Holy Church in Manhattan, also coated in a deadly concoction of salt, ashes of Saint Croix and holy water, which can cripple any creature of Hell in less than a few seconds.
CHARACTER THEME:
You're Not Here - by Akira Yamaoka and Mary Elizabeth McGlynn
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------"Ah! Mistress! Wait for Me!"
Eyes are actually emerald Green. Often they'll become feral and cat-like if she's either angry or excited.-CAMILLE "CAMMIE" BELLE WINTERS-
AGE:
19 (16 when she was turned by Rebecca)
GENDER:
Female
SPECIES:
Vampire
AFFILIATION:
Rebecca's side
PERSONALITY:
A bit shy around other people besides her mistress, she's a rather plucky and cheerful kind of girl with a bubbly attitude and an optimistic outlook on life. She adores things such as cute clothes, animals, and things that make her happy, and she loves to cook and make others smile. However, in an instant her personality can shift and she can become aggressive and violent. Cammie may seem like a push-over, but what she lacks in strength she makes up for in fierce devotion. To Rebecca alone Cammie is devoted to serving her and protecting her as well. She also has an intimate and emotional connection with the woman and becomes jealous when she sees others flirting with Rebecca, often to the point of lashing out at them. Because of her abilities as well, she has the utmost respect for the dead.
Camille however doesn't share much of the same zeal as her Mistress when it comes to slaying vampires and other creatures of horror. Nevertheless, she keeps her qualms unnoticed, staying devoted to the woman she will love and protect till the end. Like her mistress, she doesn't feel comfortable working with humans either, mostly because she is afraid of them. She's not too fond either of their vampire informant, often calling him old man.
BIO:
Cammie was always a strange girl. She never made friends in school, often because she was ridiculed, and most of the time she stayed locked in her bedroom lost in her own little world, due to her abusive alcoholic father and her neglectful mother. Sometimes, she would even sneak out after dark and stay in the cemetery, speaking with the ghosts that resided there and learning of their stories. Cammie's powers are believed to have emerged after she was born dead then came back to life, supposedly gaining a link between the world of the living and the dead. Slowly her abilities manifested and by the time she was twelve, she began to develop her mind reading powers and her precognitive vision. Though as amazing as these were, it didn't do much but alienate her from the rest of the world. She was constantly bullied in school and her parents only ignored her further.
Then one night while she snuck out to the cemetery, Cammie saw a bunch of high school boys kicking over gravestones and spraying graffiti on the mausoleums. Angry, she tried to confront them, but they overpowered her and one by one they took turns beating her and savaging her until she was nearly dead. Bleeding, bruised, and nearly every inch of her body in pain, she could barely move. Then one of the boys pulled out a switchblade and started cutting into her shirt. Cammie closed her eyes, knowing what these sick bastards had in mind, knowing that she couldn't escape from it. She bit her lip and feared the worst...until...she felt something warm splash against her. She opened her eyes and discovered a woman, seething with anger, her eyes black as the pit of Hell. In her blood drenched hand she held the heart of the boy, freshly ripped from his chest and bit into it ravenously. The others soon ran away in fear, screaming into the night, yet Cammie, try as she may she couldn't squirm away from this ghastly horror.
As it turned out though....maybe she didn't want to...as the woman's face returned to normal, displaying such beauty Cammie's eyes ever beheld. The mysterious woman knelt beside her, cradling the beaten girl in her arms and looking upon her with eyes that showed worry and compassion. "They're gone now..." She whispered to Cammie. "They won't hurt you again...." She could sense that Cammie was slowly dying and in a last act to save her, she asked the girl, "Girl...are you willing to accept eternal life, despite what it should entail?" Weakly Cammie nodded, her eyes widening as she saw....fangs...in the woman's mouth.
She knew who...or rather what she was in the presence of, but nevertheless...she accepted knowing she would be turned into one. The woman's fangs plunged into her neck and she drank of her crimson nectar. Softly Cammie whimpered and her body went limp in the woman's grasp...everything around her growing...dark.. From that day forward, Cammie had abandoned everything. She no longer cared for friends or for her ungrateful parents. Forever faithful she remained to the very woman who saved her life and gave it back to her anew. The vampire Rebecca.
POWERS:
Before she was turned by Rebecca, Cammie had some psychic powers. She can see and speak to the dead and read the minds of whoever she touches, also she can receive visions from objects she touches as well, such as an item belonging to a person.
ABILITIES/FAULTS:
Like Rebecca, Camille is agile but fairly clumsy and has some swordplay under her belt, but not as good as her Mistress. Where Camille excels most is in marksmanship. She's a good shot with almost any firearm and can hit her targets with the utmost accuracy from even a great distance. Over time she has learned a few martial arts as well, meaning she can hold her own quite efficiently against unarmed foes. And over time she has become a formidable hacker, mostly utilizing this skill to get her Mistress out of sticky situations or to sabotage their enemies. It has also served in gathering valuable information during their many hunts/investigations.
OTHER:Camille was trained by Rebecca for years to fight alongside her, the woman teaching her everything she knew about supernatural creatures and how to kill them. Cammie was well versed in firearms, swordplay, hand to hand combat, and of course marksmanship. She's a good shot with any firearm and can hold her own quite well in close quarters, but much to her chagrin, her Mistress will not allow her to engage any enemies at close range. Rebecca has strongly suggested that Camille act as her overwatch instead, not to chide her but to make sure her beloved thrall is safe.DMR-58 Hekate II
Chambering a skull crushing .308 Winchester round (7.62x51 NATO), this rifle was made for Camille to Rebecca's exact specifications. This rifle is fairly light, can be easily broken down for transport and fires highly damaging explosive bullets, using a detachable four round box magazine. Additionally, the high power scope has built in lenses adaptable to any level of light, even pitch darkness. Top that with the impressive range of this weapon and you have one hell of a gun for any hunter of the UHC. It's Camille's favorite weapon so far.Rose of Sharyn
More or less a get out of jail free card for Camille. This switchblade knife is easily concealable under any circumstances and even has a special modification. The cross on the handle is a small button. When pressed, it activates a stream of holy water, housed within the blade, that can be injected into a vampire or werewolf once it has been stabbed.Lilium
In the event she is surrounded by a gang of vampires or werewolves, Camille has this to fight her way out, at least until her Mistress comes to rescue her. Designed similar to Rebecca's Nightshade by the descendants of the Japanese vampire hunters, this katana was forged with serrations in the blade for maximum damage and to saw through the thick hide of werewolves. Rarely has Camille used it in combat, since Rebecca keeps putting her at far range from any danger, but it has saved her skin a few times.~White Knight~
Camille's preferred sidearm. Unlike Rebecca, she sacrificed concealability for stopping power, going with the Colt 1911 platform and its more powerful .45 ACP round. Still, she uses the same style of ammunition. Coupling this with the raw power of a .45, she can punch quite a nasty hole in a vampire's gut.
CHARACTER THEME:
Letter from Lost Days - by Akira Yamaoka and Mary Elizabeth McGlynn
Okay so they return.
I just have a few quicky cents throw into the lot here for clarity's sake.
For Carmine
1) Carmine is a vampire without a lineage history, however was turned in Europe. This is a bit vague as I'm not sure what sort of vampire she is since origins and bloodlines is slightly more important in this thread due to the nature of the globalization that has occurred. We'd like to try and have everyone be able to identity where their vampire would fit if we traced the blood roots back to the original vampires for the sake regulating the vampires/mapping out a family tree. Please consider adding this detail.
2) Her abilities are somewhat undefined. The "Etc" is generally a bad idea to leave in since if you do not make a list of definite powers, then I will assume you powers are indefinite, meaning that you have access to any and every ability marginally related to what was defined as an example. That being said, please flesh this out more to define her limits on what exactly she cannot or cannot do.
3) Related to 1 & 2, as it stands your vampire has no explicit weaknesses. I do not know if she is weak to normal vampire weaknesses, at which I question why/how she could bear to carry all her vampire killing equipment without being weakened herself, or if she has unique weaknesses due to her unique powers and abilities. Balance demands that you really ought to have some form of 'special weakness' or limtation to counter your 'special powers' that set you above the common vampire rabble.
4) Cammie's a 19 year old super-hacker, sniper, mma fighter, and human psychic? Okay I'm finding this a little hard to believe that she learned all her skills within the course of her life. Unless she's naturally gifted beyond gifted, I think this is a bit much to cover so many areas at such a young age. Especially since her backstory states she was in school before she was turned, meaning that in three years, she became an MMA fighter and sniper as a vampire (which is cheating since, vampires are superior to humans anyways in physical sense), all the while she got really good at hacking while still in school possibly? I'd like to see this toned down a bit just a tad, I mean sure Mozart began composing at the age of 4, but he began decomposing at the age of 35.
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@The Grey Dust You do make some valid points I will agree. I'll spruce them up a bit later.
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@RedNightHunter
Here is a link to your app, so people can read it: http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/92419-the-world-of-blood-compact-accepting-apps-in-oc/char#post-3428308
The changes are much better. I noticed you said the females of your vampires can get pregnant. In that case, I have to classify your vampires as half-vampires. They are clearly not fully dependent on blood, and they are technically still alive enough to procreate naturally. Therefore, they are not going to have as powerful abilities as other vampire bloodlines, sorry. I'll allow that Nia has developed some resistance to their Iron weakness, but overall Amethyst vampires do not heal very well. Also, because they can reproduce, I think they should be long-lived, but not truly 'immortal.'
As far as their behavior goes, they seem to me to be quite feral, almost werewolf-like, in the way they roam and have territories. Perhaps you should completely switch them to a class of werewolf instead of vampire, since werewolves can procreate naturally as well. Up to you if you think that is too drastic a change.
The foul-breath ability that the female amethyst vampires have is probably not going to be as useful as you think. There are some vampires that do not need to breathe. Foul-breah power would certainly work on living things though.
Here is a link to your app, so people can read it: http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/92419-the-world-of-blood-compact-accepting-apps-in-oc/char#post-3428308
The changes are much better. I noticed you said the females of your vampires can get pregnant. In that case, I have to classify your vampires as half-vampires. They are clearly not fully dependent on blood, and they are technically still alive enough to procreate naturally. Therefore, they are not going to have as powerful abilities as other vampire bloodlines, sorry. I'll allow that Nia has developed some resistance to their Iron weakness, but overall Amethyst vampires do not heal very well. Also, because they can reproduce, I think they should be long-lived, but not truly 'immortal.'
As far as their behavior goes, they seem to me to be quite feral, almost werewolf-like, in the way they roam and have territories. Perhaps you should completely switch them to a class of werewolf instead of vampire, since werewolves can procreate naturally as well. Up to you if you think that is too drastic a change.
The foul-breath ability that the female amethyst vampires have is probably not going to be as useful as you think. There are some vampires that do not need to breathe. Foul-breah power would certainly work on living things though.
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@RedNightHunter
Here is a link to your app, so people can read it: http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/92419-the-world-of-blood-compact-accepting-apps-in-oc/char#post-3428308
The changes are much better. I noticed you said the females of your vampires can get pregnant. In that case, I have to classify your vampires as half-vampires. They are clearly not fully dependent on blood, and they are technically still alive enough to procreate naturally. Therefore, they are not going to have as powerful abilities as other vampire bloodlines, sorry. I'll allow that Nia has developed some resistance to their Iron weakness, but overall Amethyst vampires do not heal very well. Also, because they can reproduce, I think they should be long-lived, but not truly 'immortal.'
As far as their behavior goes, they seem to me to be quite feral, almost werewolf-like, in the way they roam and have territories. Perhaps you should completely switch them to a class of werewolf instead of vampire, since werewolves can procreate naturally as well. Up to you if you think that is too drastic a change.
The foul-breath ability that the female amethyst vampires have is probably not going to be as useful as you think. There are some vampires that do not need to breathe. Foul-breah power would certainly work on living things though.
Oh oops I the pregnant paragraph was for a different species thanks for pointing that out. Either they find a child or bite a person several times on the neck and wrists. They cannot actually get pregnant.
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@RedNightHunter Oh ok. No problem. Just update your CS and I will approve it then.
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Aaaaaannd here they are! ^o^
~"And so our hunt begins anew..."~
Eyes are actually as blue as ice. The whites of her eyes turn black when she's angry.
AGE:
Unknown (Appears around her late twenties to early thirties)
GENDER:
Female
SPECIES:
Vampire (Changed sometime during the Renaissance in Venice. Her attacker is believed to be of the Draculean strain)
AFFILIATION:
Her own side
PERSONALITY:
Charming and elegant, a very noble attitude, she could woo you with just a few simple words or with just a look of her eyes. She cares for others and does what's necessary to help those in need, but she fears getting too close to anyone...thinking it may invoke her vampiric side and drive her into bloodlust and mayhem. The only exception to this is her servant/lover Camille. When angered, her personality shifts and she becomes cold, relentless, and violent. Unlike some, Rebecca only pines for the simpler things of life. From day to day, she preoccupies herself with hobbies such as reading classic literature, listening to music at home, playing piano, painting, and has even taken up a bit of swordplay, which she's become a rather avid swordswoman. It's become apparent to some that she enjoys the company of women more than men, possibly even a physical attraction to them. She is also sociable with men, but she has a particular disdain for some, especially if they take advantage of a woman in any way or are cruel to them.
However, despite her sociable nature, she isn't quite fond of working alongside humans.
BIO:
House Valentine was once the most prominent of families in the Venetian Aristocracy. Baron Renault, Rebecca's father, was a wealthy landowner and a considerably generous philanthropist. He later fell in love with Marianne, a beautiful and famous actress and opera singer, and married, where upon later they had a daughter, Rebecca.
Twas thanks to her mother that Rebecca was raised in an environment steeped in music and the arts. She loved to hear her mother sing and enjoyed watching her plays and her concerts with her father. She even dreamed once of becoming an actress just like her mother, to be adored and talented as she was...but sadly her dreams were cut short. One considerably dark and cloudy night, a stranger clad in black and wearing a mask visited her family's home, and with him....he brought unspeakable horrors. He was tame at first, rather charming to Rebecca, but his advances upon her and her mother became unsettling. Renault soon took notice and kindly, yet firmly he asked the man to leave. He did not.... Instead, the man revealed himself to be a creature of the damned. He murdered Rebecca's family right before her waking eyes, tearing them to pieces with his bare hands and lapping their blood off the floor.
Then, he turned towards Rebecca, a savage gleam in his wicked red eyes. She tried to run away, far into the darkness of the forest surrounding her family's lavish abode, but he was too quick for her. Soon he caught her and pinned her to the ground ripping away her dress and defiling her once pure essence with his malice. Once the vile act was committed, the creature took her limp and lifeless body, tied stones to her ankles, and tossed her into a lake, never to be seen again... Tales of his massacre would spread like wildfire, but the killer's identity would never be known....except by one.
Years past since that horrific night, a lowly fisherman out on his evening stroll discovered the woman's body after his hook snagged onto her. He pulled the seemingly dead woman out of the lake, but right as the full, crimson moon shined upon her corpse, Rebecca sprung to life instantly and attacked the man, draining him until he was nothing but a dried husk. She fled back to her home, only to find it in ruins, every last ounce of her family legacy gone in ashes. An anger surged within her as she looked to the charred remains of her family's mansion, her eyes becoming dark as the ash that surrounded her. Rebecca could see him again, his vile smirk, his despicable eyes leering with bloodlust.
But worse....she had become just like him...a creature of the undead...a Vampire. From that day forward, she swore vengeance upon them, all of them, for killing her family, destroying her home...and turning her into a monster. For several years she's traveled about the world, learning of different supernatural horrors such as the dreaded vampires and how to slay them efficiently. She steeped herself not only in the knowledge of her cause, but also that of literature, music, art, and whatever else caught her fancy, even...a few beautiful maidens here and there. Nevertheless, she kept her true identity as a Nosferatu hidden from the outside world, only indulging her savage bloodlust out of need for survival. The few who knew what she was were only those closest to her, be it a friend or a lover, and some willingly allowed Rebecca to feed from them. Now in the modern era, Rebecca finds herself in the United States with a considerable amount of wealth and a new thrall/assistant by her side named Camille. She still seeks to avenge her family's death by tracking down and killing the Vampire who murdered them, yet she has also turned her attention towards recent events. Rebecca has also gained another ally in a mysterious male vampire she spared reluctantly during an investigation of a coven in New Orleans She's mostly used him as an informant, but his services always came with a hefty price. (Hope that's cool with you @Wraithblade6)
POWERS:
Rebecca's powers are telepathy, the ability to enter people's dreams and tamper with them, and to hypnotize others with her charm. These are just a few special abilities among the typical shape-shifting. However Rebecca does not choose the typical wolf, bat, or mist form, rather opting for turning into a black cat This feline form is believed not to be derived from Vlad Tepes Dracul himself, but rather from another infamous vampire's bloodline, the Countess Mircalla Karnstein of Styria, better known as Carmilla.
ABILITIES/FAULTS:
Rebecca is noted for being quite agile, dexterous, and acrobatic, not to mention having enhanced physical strength and stamina and an extensive knowledge of firearms and bladed weapons, though she is more fond of the former over the latter. Her eyes are more developed than the average human being too, allowing her to see from further distances with crystal clear accuracy. Rebecca also has considerable pain tolerance, almost feeling no pain at all. Working as a private detective too has gained her some notoriety for her amazing investigative skills, namely her eidetic memory and her keen observation. However, she is a shrewd judge of character, trusting no one other than those closest to her. This has caused her at times to come off as cold, and has sometimes made her more enemies than friends or lovers.
WEAKNESSES:
Though she is a vampire, Rebecca is only affected by a few common vampire weaknesses. She can still ingest garlic, albeit in moderate amounts, and she can still traverse through sunlight, only for a short amount of time before she begins to feel weary, light-headed, and at some points nauseous. Prolonged exposure to sunlight may even cause her to faint or her skin to blister painfully and burn off, but this is only in the case of direct contact with her skin. Religious paraphernalia if touched to her skin will cause burns and the sight of such can cause her to have splitting migraines and even lash out angrily. Naturally though, a stake to the heart can kill her instantly. The same goes with forcing her to swallow holy water or decapitating her.
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CHARACTER THEME:
You're Not Here - by Akira Yamaoka and Mary Elizabeth McGlynn
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Eyes are actually as blue as ice. The whites of her eyes turn black when she's angry.
~REBECCA SELIE VALENTINE~
AGE:
Unknown (Appears around her late twenties to early thirties)
GENDER:
Female
SPECIES:
Vampire (Changed sometime during the Renaissance in Venice. Her attacker is believed to be of the Draculean strain)
AFFILIATION:
Her own side
PERSONALITY:
Charming and elegant, a very noble attitude, she could woo you with just a few simple words or with just a look of her eyes. She cares for others and does what's necessary to help those in need, but she fears getting too close to anyone...thinking it may invoke her vampiric side and drive her into bloodlust and mayhem. The only exception to this is her servant/lover Camille. When angered, her personality shifts and she becomes cold, relentless, and violent. Unlike some, Rebecca only pines for the simpler things of life. From day to day, she preoccupies herself with hobbies such as reading classic literature, listening to music at home, playing piano, painting, and has even taken up a bit of swordplay, which she's become a rather avid swordswoman. It's become apparent to some that she enjoys the company of women more than men, possibly even a physical attraction to them. She is also sociable with men, but she has a particular disdain for some, especially if they take advantage of a woman in any way or are cruel to them.
However, despite her sociable nature, she isn't quite fond of working alongside humans.
BIO:
House Valentine was once the most prominent of families in the Venetian Aristocracy. Baron Renault, Rebecca's father, was a wealthy landowner and a considerably generous philanthropist. He later fell in love with Marianne, a beautiful and famous actress and opera singer, and married, where upon later they had a daughter, Rebecca.
Twas thanks to her mother that Rebecca was raised in an environment steeped in music and the arts. She loved to hear her mother sing and enjoyed watching her plays and her concerts with her father. She even dreamed once of becoming an actress just like her mother, to be adored and talented as she was...but sadly her dreams were cut short. One considerably dark and cloudy night, a stranger clad in black and wearing a mask visited her family's home, and with him....he brought unspeakable horrors. He was tame at first, rather charming to Rebecca, but his advances upon her and her mother became unsettling. Renault soon took notice and kindly, yet firmly he asked the man to leave. He did not.... Instead, the man revealed himself to be a creature of the damned. He murdered Rebecca's family right before her waking eyes, tearing them to pieces with his bare hands and lapping their blood off the floor.
Then, he turned towards Rebecca, a savage gleam in his wicked red eyes. She tried to run away, far into the darkness of the forest surrounding her family's lavish abode, but he was too quick for her. Soon he caught her and pinned her to the ground ripping away her dress and defiling her once pure essence with his malice. Once the vile act was committed, the creature took her limp and lifeless body, tied stones to her ankles, and tossed her into a lake, never to be seen again... Tales of his massacre would spread like wildfire, but the killer's identity would never be known....except by one.
Years past since that horrific night, a lowly fisherman out on his evening stroll discovered the woman's body after his hook snagged onto her. He pulled the seemingly dead woman out of the lake, but right as the full, crimson moon shined upon her corpse, Rebecca sprung to life instantly and attacked the man, draining him until he was nothing but a dried husk. She fled back to her home, only to find it in ruins, every last ounce of her family legacy gone in ashes. An anger surged within her as she looked to the charred remains of her family's mansion, her eyes becoming dark as the ash that surrounded her. Rebecca could see him again, his vile smirk, his despicable eyes leering with bloodlust.
But worse....she had become just like him...a creature of the undead...a Vampire. From that day forward, she swore vengeance upon them, all of them, for killing her family, destroying her home...and turning her into a monster. For several years she's traveled about the world, learning of different supernatural horrors such as the dreaded vampires and how to slay them efficiently. She steeped herself not only in the knowledge of her cause, but also that of literature, music, art, and whatever else caught her fancy, even...a few beautiful maidens here and there. Nevertheless, she kept her true identity as a Nosferatu hidden from the outside world, only indulging her savage bloodlust out of need for survival. The few who knew what she was were only those closest to her, be it a friend or a lover, and some willingly allowed Rebecca to feed from them. Now in the modern era, Rebecca finds herself in the United States with a considerable amount of wealth and a new thrall/assistant by her side named Camille. She still seeks to avenge her family's death by tracking down and killing the Vampire who murdered them, yet she has also turned her attention towards recent events. Rebecca has also gained another ally in a mysterious male vampire she spared reluctantly during an investigation of a coven in New Orleans She's mostly used him as an informant, but his services always came with a hefty price. (Hope that's cool with you @Wraithblade6)
POWERS:
Rebecca's powers are telepathy, the ability to enter people's dreams and tamper with them, and to hypnotize others with her charm. These are just a few special abilities among the typical shape-shifting. However Rebecca does not choose the typical wolf, bat, or mist form, rather opting for turning into a black cat This feline form is believed not to be derived from Vlad Tepes Dracul himself, but rather from another infamous vampire's bloodline, the Countess Mircalla Karnstein of Styria, better known as Carmilla.
ABILITIES/FAULTS:
Rebecca is noted for being quite agile, dexterous, and acrobatic, not to mention having enhanced physical strength and stamina and an extensive knowledge of firearms and bladed weapons, though she is more fond of the former over the latter. Her eyes are more developed than the average human being too, allowing her to see from further distances with crystal clear accuracy. Rebecca also has considerable pain tolerance, almost feeling no pain at all. Working as a private detective too has gained her some notoriety for her amazing investigative skills, namely her eidetic memory and her keen observation. However, she is a shrewd judge of character, trusting no one other than those closest to her. This has caused her at times to come off as cold, and has sometimes made her more enemies than friends or lovers.
WEAKNESSES:
Though she is a vampire, Rebecca is only affected by a few common vampire weaknesses. She can still ingest garlic, albeit in moderate amounts, and she can still traverse through sunlight, only for a short amount of time before she begins to feel weary, light-headed, and at some points nauseous. Prolonged exposure to sunlight may even cause her to faint or her skin to blister painfully and burn off, but this is only in the case of direct contact with her skin. Religious paraphernalia if touched to her skin will cause burns and the sight of such can cause her to have splitting migraines and even lash out angrily. Naturally though, a stake to the heart can kill her instantly. The same goes with forcing her to swallow holy water or decapitating her.
OTHER:
Aside from her pistol, most if not all of Rebecca's weapons are keepsakes from her many travels across time. Some of them carry some fond memories for her, while others are just simply tools she utilizes for killing the damned creatures of the night.
Rebecca is skilled with quite a few swords and bladed weapons, but her favorite above all is Nightshade, a special katana she picked up during her travels in Japan in the early 1800s. The sword in actuality was forged by a hidden sect of vampire hunters in the Yamanashi prefecture in Japan, not to mention they made some of the best sake she had ever drunken. Sporting a razor sharp edge, it's the perfect tool for lopping off a few limbs and delivering quick decapitations.
A short silver dagger for those sticky situations.
In World War II Germany, rumors had spread of the Nazis using a blend of science and occult magick to produce an army of super soldiers and make Adolf Hitler immortal. The end result was the creation of Sanguinarius, the modern vampire strain. Soon, vampire attacks were rampant all throughout Europe in the late 1930s as the war pushed on, but quickly covered up by government officials to prevent widespread panic. A special order of hunters was established then to eradicate the sanguinarian threat and any other supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, Rebecca had a run in with one of these hunters when she was chasing a vampire in Dresden...and visiting one of the SS brothels for a bit of nightly fun. She had no choice but to kill him, but kept his silver dagger as a memento.
Small and concealable under any circumstances, there's a special compartment in the hilt of the dagger for a vial of wolfsbane nectar, salt, silver filings, holy water, whatever the hunter wished to carry.
Sharpened and honed for the utmost aerodynamic design. They can be deployed rapidly in a cloud of deadly projectiles for a more wide ranged kill, maybe to get rid of a pesky gaggle of ghouls. These special throwing knives were a gift to her from a nun during her stint in an Irish convent in the 1960s, when a rash of brutal, grisly murders were taking the country by storm. Turns out it wasn't vampires, but werewolves. Nevertheless, Rebecca stayed on task, though it wasn't easy being around so much religious imagery and those ear splitting hymns. At least that sweet nun keeping her company made the duration of her stay easier.
If there's one thing Rebecca loves more than alcohol, women, and of course the occasional taste of blood, its style and accessibility, which is why she chose this sleek silver plated Beretta 92FS compact as her main firearm. Though it fires a meager 9mm Parabellum round, it still packs a punch against vampires and werewolves alike. The ammunition was specially designed by Rebecca to dispatch the horrors of the supernatural world, bullets made from a silver cross from St. Thomas' Holy Church in Manhattan, also coated in a deadly concoction of salt, ashes of Saint Croix and holy water, which can cripple any creature of Hell in less than a few seconds.
Nightshade:
Rebecca is skilled with quite a few swords and bladed weapons, but her favorite above all is Nightshade, a special katana she picked up during her travels in Japan in the early 1800s. The sword in actuality was forged by a hidden sect of vampire hunters in the Yamanashi prefecture in Japan, not to mention they made some of the best sake she had ever drunken. Sporting a razor sharp edge, it's the perfect tool for lopping off a few limbs and delivering quick decapitations.
Miseria:
A short silver dagger for those sticky situations.
In World War II Germany, rumors had spread of the Nazis using a blend of science and occult magick to produce an army of super soldiers and make Adolf Hitler immortal. The end result was the creation of Sanguinarius, the modern vampire strain. Soon, vampire attacks were rampant all throughout Europe in the late 1930s as the war pushed on, but quickly covered up by government officials to prevent widespread panic. A special order of hunters was established then to eradicate the sanguinarian threat and any other supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, Rebecca had a run in with one of these hunters when she was chasing a vampire in Dresden...and visiting one of the SS brothels for a bit of nightly fun. She had no choice but to kill him, but kept his silver dagger as a memento.
Small and concealable under any circumstances, there's a special compartment in the hilt of the dagger for a vial of wolfsbane nectar, salt, silver filings, holy water, whatever the hunter wished to carry.
Thorns of the Saint
Sharpened and honed for the utmost aerodynamic design. They can be deployed rapidly in a cloud of deadly projectiles for a more wide ranged kill, maybe to get rid of a pesky gaggle of ghouls. These special throwing knives were a gift to her from a nun during her stint in an Irish convent in the 1960s, when a rash of brutal, grisly murders were taking the country by storm. Turns out it wasn't vampires, but werewolves. Nevertheless, Rebecca stayed on task, though it wasn't easy being around so much religious imagery and those ear splitting hymns. At least that sweet nun keeping her company made the duration of her stay easier.
~Carmen~
If there's one thing Rebecca loves more than alcohol, women, and of course the occasional taste of blood, its style and accessibility, which is why she chose this sleek silver plated Beretta 92FS compact as her main firearm. Though it fires a meager 9mm Parabellum round, it still packs a punch against vampires and werewolves alike. The ammunition was specially designed by Rebecca to dispatch the horrors of the supernatural world, bullets made from a silver cross from St. Thomas' Holy Church in Manhattan, also coated in a deadly concoction of salt, ashes of Saint Croix and holy water, which can cripple any creature of Hell in less than a few seconds.
CHARACTER THEME:
You're Not Here - by Akira Yamaoka and Mary Elizabeth McGlynn
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"Ah! Mistress! Wait for Me!"
Eyes are actually emerald Green. Often they'll become feral and cat-like if she's either angry or excited.
AGE:
34 (16 when she was turned by Rebecca)
GENDER:
Female
SPECIES:
Vampire (Possibly of the Draculean strain, same as Rebecca but with notable differences)
AFFILIATION:
Rebecca's side
PERSONALITY:
A bit shy around other people besides her mistress, she's a rather plucky and cheerful kind of girl with a bubbly attitude and an optimistic outlook on life. She adores things such as cute clothes, animals, and things that make her happy, and she loves to cook and make others smile. However, in an instant her personality can shift and she can become aggressive and violent. Cammie may seem like a push-over, but what she lacks in strength she makes up for in fierce devotion. To Rebecca alone Cammie is devoted to serving her and protecting her as well. She also has an intimate and emotional connection with the woman and becomes jealous when she sees others flirting with Rebecca, often to the point of lashing out at them. Because of her abilities as well, she has the utmost respect for the dead.
Camille however doesn't share much of the same zeal as her Mistress when it comes to slaying vampires and other creatures of horror. Nevertheless, she keeps her qualms unnoticed, staying devoted to the woman she will love and protect till the end. Like her mistress, she doesn't feel comfortable working with humans either, mostly because she is afraid of them. She's not too fond either of their vampire informant, often calling him old man.
BIO:
Cammie was always a strange girl. She never made friends in school, often because she was ridiculed, and most of the time she stayed locked in her bedroom lost in her own little world, due to her abusive alcoholic father and her neglectful mother. Sometimes, she would even sneak out after dark and stay in the cemetery, speaking with the ghosts that resided there and learning of their stories. Cammie's powers are believed to have emerged after she was born dead then came back to life, supposedly gaining a link between the world of the living and the dead. Slowly her abilities manifested and by the time she was twelve, she began to develop her mind reading powers and her precognitive vision. Though as amazing as these were, it didn't do much but alienate her from the rest of the world. She was constantly bullied in school and her parents only ignored her further.
Then one night while she snuck out to the cemetery, Cammie saw a bunch of high school boys kicking over gravestones and spraying graffiti on the mausoleums. Angry, she tried to confront them, but they overpowered her and one by one they took turns beating her and savaging her until she was nearly dead. Bleeding, bruised, and nearly every inch of her body in pain, she could barely move. Then one of the boys pulled out a switchblade and started cutting into her shirt. Cammie closed her eyes, knowing what these sick bastards had in mind, knowing that she couldn't escape from it. She bit her lip and feared the worst...until...she felt something warm splash against her. She opened her eyes and discovered a woman, seething with anger, her eyes black as the pit of Hell. In her blood drenched hand she held the heart of the boy, freshly ripped from his chest and bit into it ravenously. The others soon ran away in fear, screaming into the night, yet Cammie, try as she may she couldn't squirm away from this ghastly horror.
As it turned out though....maybe she didn't want to...as the woman's face returned to normal, displaying such beauty Cammie's eyes ever beheld. The mysterious woman knelt beside her, cradling the beaten girl in her arms and looking upon her with eyes that showed worry and compassion. "They're gone now..." She whispered to Cammie. "They won't hurt you again...." She could sense that Cammie was slowly dying and in a last act to save her, she asked the girl, "Girl...are you willing to accept eternal life, despite what it should entail?" Weakly Cammie nodded, her eyes widening as she saw....fangs...in the woman's mouth.
She knew who...or rather what she was in the presence of, but nevertheless...she accepted knowing she would be turned into one. The woman's fangs plunged into her neck and she drank of her crimson nectar. Softly Cammie whimpered and her body went limp in the woman's grasp...everything around her growing...dark.. From that day forward, Cammie had abandoned everything. She no longer cared for friends or for her ungrateful parents. Forever faithful she remained to the very woman who saved her life and gave it back to her anew. The vampire Rebecca.
POWERS:
Before she was turned by Rebecca, Cammie had some psychic powers. She can see and speak to the dead and read the minds of whoever she touches, also she can receive visions from objects she touches as well, such as an item belonging to a person. She has yet to master her shapeshifting abilities and her hypnosis isn't well developed either.
ABILITIES/FAULTS:
Like Rebecca, Camille is agile but fairly clumsy and has some swordplay under her belt, but not as good as her Mistress. Where Camille excels most is in marksmanship. She's a good shot with almost any firearm and can hit her targets with the utmost accuracy from even a great distance.
WEAKNESSES:
Camille's weaknesses are more or less the same as Rebecca's, albeit, given she is still a youngling by standards, they are much more severe to her. Camille cannot traverse through sunlight at all as indefinitely it will burn her alive. She cannot eat any garlic for it will cause horrible stomach pains, possible internal bleeding, and most likely damage to her body's inner tissue. Camille is even repulsed by mirrors and she cannot cross streams of running water.
OTHER:
CHARACTER THEME:
Letter from Lost Days - by Akira Yamaoka and Mary Elizabeth McGlynn
Eyes are actually emerald Green. Often they'll become feral and cat-like if she's either angry or excited.
-CAMILLE "CAMMIE" BELLE WINTERS-
AGE:
34 (16 when she was turned by Rebecca)
GENDER:
Female
SPECIES:
Vampire (Possibly of the Draculean strain, same as Rebecca but with notable differences)
AFFILIATION:
Rebecca's side
PERSONALITY:
A bit shy around other people besides her mistress, she's a rather plucky and cheerful kind of girl with a bubbly attitude and an optimistic outlook on life. She adores things such as cute clothes, animals, and things that make her happy, and she loves to cook and make others smile. However, in an instant her personality can shift and she can become aggressive and violent. Cammie may seem like a push-over, but what she lacks in strength she makes up for in fierce devotion. To Rebecca alone Cammie is devoted to serving her and protecting her as well. She also has an intimate and emotional connection with the woman and becomes jealous when she sees others flirting with Rebecca, often to the point of lashing out at them. Because of her abilities as well, she has the utmost respect for the dead.
Camille however doesn't share much of the same zeal as her Mistress when it comes to slaying vampires and other creatures of horror. Nevertheless, she keeps her qualms unnoticed, staying devoted to the woman she will love and protect till the end. Like her mistress, she doesn't feel comfortable working with humans either, mostly because she is afraid of them. She's not too fond either of their vampire informant, often calling him old man.
BIO:
Cammie was always a strange girl. She never made friends in school, often because she was ridiculed, and most of the time she stayed locked in her bedroom lost in her own little world, due to her abusive alcoholic father and her neglectful mother. Sometimes, she would even sneak out after dark and stay in the cemetery, speaking with the ghosts that resided there and learning of their stories. Cammie's powers are believed to have emerged after she was born dead then came back to life, supposedly gaining a link between the world of the living and the dead. Slowly her abilities manifested and by the time she was twelve, she began to develop her mind reading powers and her precognitive vision. Though as amazing as these were, it didn't do much but alienate her from the rest of the world. She was constantly bullied in school and her parents only ignored her further.
Then one night while she snuck out to the cemetery, Cammie saw a bunch of high school boys kicking over gravestones and spraying graffiti on the mausoleums. Angry, she tried to confront them, but they overpowered her and one by one they took turns beating her and savaging her until she was nearly dead. Bleeding, bruised, and nearly every inch of her body in pain, she could barely move. Then one of the boys pulled out a switchblade and started cutting into her shirt. Cammie closed her eyes, knowing what these sick bastards had in mind, knowing that she couldn't escape from it. She bit her lip and feared the worst...until...she felt something warm splash against her. She opened her eyes and discovered a woman, seething with anger, her eyes black as the pit of Hell. In her blood drenched hand she held the heart of the boy, freshly ripped from his chest and bit into it ravenously. The others soon ran away in fear, screaming into the night, yet Cammie, try as she may she couldn't squirm away from this ghastly horror.
As it turned out though....maybe she didn't want to...as the woman's face returned to normal, displaying such beauty Cammie's eyes ever beheld. The mysterious woman knelt beside her, cradling the beaten girl in her arms and looking upon her with eyes that showed worry and compassion. "They're gone now..." She whispered to Cammie. "They won't hurt you again...." She could sense that Cammie was slowly dying and in a last act to save her, she asked the girl, "Girl...are you willing to accept eternal life, despite what it should entail?" Weakly Cammie nodded, her eyes widening as she saw....fangs...in the woman's mouth.
She knew who...or rather what she was in the presence of, but nevertheless...she accepted knowing she would be turned into one. The woman's fangs plunged into her neck and she drank of her crimson nectar. Softly Cammie whimpered and her body went limp in the woman's grasp...everything around her growing...dark.. From that day forward, Cammie had abandoned everything. She no longer cared for friends or for her ungrateful parents. Forever faithful she remained to the very woman who saved her life and gave it back to her anew. The vampire Rebecca.
POWERS:
Before she was turned by Rebecca, Cammie had some psychic powers. She can see and speak to the dead and read the minds of whoever she touches, also she can receive visions from objects she touches as well, such as an item belonging to a person. She has yet to master her shapeshifting abilities and her hypnosis isn't well developed either.
ABILITIES/FAULTS:
Like Rebecca, Camille is agile but fairly clumsy and has some swordplay under her belt, but not as good as her Mistress. Where Camille excels most is in marksmanship. She's a good shot with almost any firearm and can hit her targets with the utmost accuracy from even a great distance.
WEAKNESSES:
Camille's weaknesses are more or less the same as Rebecca's, albeit, given she is still a youngling by standards, they are much more severe to her. Camille cannot traverse through sunlight at all as indefinitely it will burn her alive. She cannot eat any garlic for it will cause horrible stomach pains, possible internal bleeding, and most likely damage to her body's inner tissue. Camille is even repulsed by mirrors and she cannot cross streams of running water.
OTHER:
Camille was trained by Rebecca for years to fight alongside her, the woman teaching her everything she knew about supernatural creatures and how to kill them. Cammie was well versed in firearms, swordplay, hand to hand combat, and of course marksmanship. She's a good shot with any firearm and can hold her own quite well in close quarters, but much to her chagrin, her Mistress will not allow her to engage any enemies at close range. Rebecca has strongly suggested that Camille act as her overwatch instead, not to chide her but to make sure her beloved thrall is safe.
Chambering a skull crushing .308 Winchester round (7.62x51 NATO), this rifle was made for Camille to Rebecca's exact specifications. This rifle is fairly light, can be easily broken down for transport and fires highly damaging explosive bullets, using a detachable four round box magazine. Additionally, the high power scope has built in lenses adaptable to any level of light, even pitch darkness. Top that with the impressive range of this weapon and you have one hell of a gun for any hunter of the UHC. It's Camille's favorite weapon so far.
More or less a get out of jail free card for Camille. This switchblade knife is easily concealable under any circumstances and even has a special modification. The cross on the handle is a small button. When pressed, it activates a stream of holy water, housed within the blade, that can be injected into a vampire or werewolf once it has been stabbed.
In the event she is surrounded by a gang of vampires or werewolves, Camille has this to fight her way out, at least until her Mistress comes to rescue her. Designed similar to Rebecca's Nightshade by the descendants of the Japanese vampire hunters, this wakazashi was forged with serrations in the blade for maximum damage and to saw through the thick hide of werewolves. Rarely has Camille used it in combat, since Rebecca keeps putting her at far range from any danger, but it has saved her skin a few times.
Camille's preferred sidearm. Unlike Rebecca, she sacrificed concealability for stopping power, going with the Colt 1911 platform and its more powerful .45 ACP round. Still, she uses the same style of ammunition. Coupling this with the raw power of a .45, she can punch quite a nasty hole in a vampire's gut.
DMR-58 Hekate II
Chambering a skull crushing .308 Winchester round (7.62x51 NATO), this rifle was made for Camille to Rebecca's exact specifications. This rifle is fairly light, can be easily broken down for transport and fires highly damaging explosive bullets, using a detachable four round box magazine. Additionally, the high power scope has built in lenses adaptable to any level of light, even pitch darkness. Top that with the impressive range of this weapon and you have one hell of a gun for any hunter of the UHC. It's Camille's favorite weapon so far.
Rose of Sharyn
More or less a get out of jail free card for Camille. This switchblade knife is easily concealable under any circumstances and even has a special modification. The cross on the handle is a small button. When pressed, it activates a stream of holy water, housed within the blade, that can be injected into a vampire or werewolf once it has been stabbed.
Lilium
In the event she is surrounded by a gang of vampires or werewolves, Camille has this to fight her way out, at least until her Mistress comes to rescue her. Designed similar to Rebecca's Nightshade by the descendants of the Japanese vampire hunters, this wakazashi was forged with serrations in the blade for maximum damage and to saw through the thick hide of werewolves. Rarely has Camille used it in combat, since Rebecca keeps putting her at far range from any danger, but it has saved her skin a few times.
~White Knight~
Camille's preferred sidearm. Unlike Rebecca, she sacrificed concealability for stopping power, going with the Colt 1911 platform and its more powerful .45 ACP round. Still, she uses the same style of ammunition. Coupling this with the raw power of a .45, she can punch quite a nasty hole in a vampire's gut.
CHARACTER THEME:
Letter from Lost Days - by Akira Yamaoka and Mary Elizabeth McGlynn
@The Grey Dust
Okay, I've made the changes specified and fixed a few things. Cammie's age has been bumped up alot more to better make sense her skill range. I wouldn't necessarily say she is the best at everything, but more or less astute. I took out the whole hacker thing though as I looked back on it and figured it didn't suit so well at the time.
Also, they don't necessarily carry their weapons around all the time, maybe their firearms and a few throwing knives, but the swords and rifles and stuff they save for when they're on the hunt. Most of the time, Rebecca and Camille are just searching for evidence of possible vampire activity, and once they have validated proof there is an active coven/single vampire, then they seek them out to eliminate them.
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Also I will most likely keep on tweaking the grammar and how the sentences are laid out. It is unlikely I will change a key meaning but if I do I will notify either you or The Grey Dust.
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Im gone for five minutes and its gets all third-rike-up-in-here-meow!
Edit: not complaining, but theres quite a few female characters in this game... Rome has got the pick of the litter up in here, assuming he likes hlaf dead super strong fifth element gun toting bitches:) ...ment that as a compliment btw
Edit: not complaining, but theres quite a few female characters in this game... Rome has got the pick of the litter up in here, assuming he likes hlaf dead super strong fifth element gun toting bitches:) ...ment that as a compliment btw
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@Wraithblade6 I am really tempted to join again, but I am not sure if I am good enough for a casual RP ~
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Im gone for five minutes and its gets all third-rike-up-in-here-meow!
Edit: not complaining, but theres quite a few female characters in this game... Rome has got the pick of the litter up in here, assuming he likes hlaf dead super strong fifth element gun toting bitches:) ...ment that as a compliment btw
Hey we are vampires not dead ;P Who is Rome?
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Hey we are vampires not dead ;P Who is Rome?
【Rome】 “Anybody up for Marco polo?”
【Rin】 “Hey, when in Rome...”
[HR][/HR] [HR][/HR]
☞Full Name☜
Roman Petrovik/ Rin-aziel Ohmahazet
☞Aliases☜
"Roman" - Rome, The Russian, Host
"Rin-aziel"- Rin, Psi-Vampire
☞Occupation(s)☜
Once Roman made his way from Russia to America, he worked part time as a private investigator. Spying on cheating husbands or wives for cash, or catching people comitting insurance fraud. Then showing the video or audio proof just to make a living.
☞Birthday & Age☜
May, 4th, 1986. / Found April 1st 2010 (age unknown)
☞Gender☜
Male / unknown but prefers female figures
☞Sexual Orientation☜
Straight/ NA
☞Hometown☜
Siberia, Russia / Unknown
☞Goals/Faction☜
Roman had just recently linked up with SOLDIER after tracking him down through Siberia and cleaning up his mess in the old weapons testing facility. Upon learning of his "Situation" with his parasitic partner, they confronted him with a proposition in which Roman would be able to permenantly seperate himself from Rin without killing him or Rin. The only catch is that he lends their unique talents for their cause.
☞Race/Species☜
Human / Vampire (Psychic bloodline)
☞Physical Description☜
"Rome" - Standing at about 5' 11" 198lbs with dark brown hair and Blue eyes. Well built and lean thanks to his high metabolism featuring a tattoo of an "Anarchy" symbol on his left arm. If you look closely you can see what looks like steam constantly coming off his skin thanks to Rin-aziel. Youll often see him with a cigarette in his mouth to hide this trait. His natural bodyheat is also abnormally high (about 110°f) and you can start to see gray strands of hair on his head. Roman often sports his old leather coat with a built in shoulder holster for his sidearm in the lining. Calling it his "lucky coat"
"Rin-aziel" - She can pretty much take any form she wants. Her very essence resembles that of a shroud of mist. Her physical manifestation of a body is usually that of a female figure. Pulling whatever pictures of women Rome has in his head or on those magazines he reads occasionally. She has no physical surface tension and very cool to the touch. If you touch her, that part will swirl and fade away like pushing through a foggy mist.
☞Likes☜
Antiques/ Modern tech
Firearms/ Foggy days
American women/ Posession
Blueberries/ Cigarettes
Marco/ Polo
☞Dislikes☜
Arrogant people/ Arrogant people
Cigarettes/ strong winds
Cold weather/ Containment
Rin's bluntness/ Rome's sarcasm
Being apart from Rin/ Being apart from Roman
☞Personality☜
"Roman" - Stubborn, sarcastic, and an asshole would be some things a person would call him if they just met him, but if the stopped for a second and payed attention.... he's still a stubborn, sarcastic asshole. Often making jokes at the absolutely worst time and slacking off whenever he gets the chance, but deep down he is kind hearted and would quickly step in front of a bullet for someone he just met (and likes). He has a deep appreaciation for old things like cars, guns, art, music and traditions. He respects other peoples religions and points of views but will not let them convince him it is the "only" way. He always looks for the option everyone else looks over. Searching for that coinflip that lands on its rim.
"Rin-aziel" - Like many old people she is a very patient... umm thing. Being around has given her the patience of a saint, just don't call her one if you value your bodily functions. That being said, she also tends to let her emotions take over when she wishes. Calling it "theraputic" when she lashes out often resulting in something dead, tortured, or gone mentally insane. A vast fondness for all things modern. Ranging from the tech, to the foods (even though she cannot eat or even drink blood anymore) and even the music. ESPECIALLY the music. One of the only things she is grateful for humans to have invented. Often open minded but when it comes to personal safety, survival is priority.
☞Position Within The Military☜
Roman was one of the few that could call themselves Spetsnaz after he joined the Soviet millitary at age 17 (forged papers) he was labeled one of the prestigious few to wear the black balaclava. That was until he met Rin. After the "Incident" he needed to leave the country.
☞Powers, Skills, & Talents☜
Powers-
Roman and Rin are symbiotically tethered to eachother. Whatever Rome feels, so does Rin and vice versa. They can suppress eachothers thoughts and emotions easily unless under stress. Then they often share a clusterfuck of mixed feelings and thoughts which usually combine into something... dangerous. Rome technically has no powers except for the sole ability to accept Rin-aziel in his body and not die from mental breakdown and prolonged exposure to Rin. Rin is technically a vampire with a physical body long gone thanks to cruel experimentation. Forcing her share Romans mind to survive. Rin can actively release herself from Roman whenever she feels like but prolonged seperation can cause Roman to feel side effects, almost like withdrawls that of a powerfully addictive drug. Making Roman's body feel as if on a permanent adrenaline rush. He can stay focused longer and even "forget" pain momentarily when they are together.
Rin on the other hand can freely move to another host but "normal" hosts tend to wither and die within a couple hours. The severe mental stress of her taking over the body results in madness or dementia in which Rin has no choice but to take full control of her hosts body and thus, killing them out of pity. Roman on the other hand has been with her for over 6 years. During their inital meeting, Rin had tried a full takeover of Roman numerous times, but his mental stability and will is just too strong.
Skills-
Roman is an ex-Spetsnaz soldier born to fight and kill. He has extensive weapons training and superior CQC training. Thanks to Rin he also has a strong mental focus that of which one would feel under extreme duress and filled with adrenaline. Often seeing things as if slower than normal. Ten seconds seem to last a minute and combat is instinctual, like breathing or blinking.
Rin-aziel is old and knowledgeable of many things unknown to the current world. Speaking in many tongues as if they were all fluent to her. (Exe tongues of fire that Jesus' disciples were given) physically pulling the fresh memories of her other "hosts" left her very knowledgeable of mundane things. Remembering passcodes or specific numerical algorythms or manipulation and torture of her victims until she gets what she wants. This can also be a nuisance since the sheer mass of memories often overlap her own.
Talents-
Roman has an affinity for older things and often fills his head with knowledge of older cars, guns, etc. He can tell you the year it was probabbly from and how to use it, just don't ask him to take it apart and put it back together. The only thing he could do that with is his trusty Ak74 and pistol.
Rin-aziel has an uncanny ability with numbers and can remember anything you tell her. A photographic memory of sorts. (This is much stronger when connected to Roman)
☞Flaws, Weaknesses, & Disabilities☜
Both Rin and Romans biggest weakness is eachother. If they choose to seperate or forcibly seperate through unorthodox means (exe physical severing of the tether or some forms of exorcism) and are unable to return back to each other, Roman can suffer from massive withdrawl effects like severe headaches, physical and mental weakness, dementia, mania, and possibly death within several hours. If Rin-aziel is left without a host for only a few hours she can die. Slowly evaporating into the air until no more. With no physical mind to keep her together, her mind and psychic will will slowly fragment
Romans secondary weakness is the occasional mental merging of two entities. Temporary loss of memory or rememberance of memories that aren't his own. Loss of identity or excruciantingly detailed nightmares. A good nights rest is rare and almost unheard of. This can be proven from the dark bags around his eyes.
Rinn has an alternative drawback. To consume a host, to absorb their memories, their feelings, their very soul is extremely addictive, almost euphoric in nature. To reside in a body she cannot assimilate and control is almost like a c*ck tease. Driving her insane until she gives into her insatiable pleasure and leaves Roman to find another temporary host. The only way to sedate these addictions is for Roman to let her loose in a controlled area. Everything that Rin posesses MUST be alive or undead and MUST die either during or afterwards in some way. Rin can momentarily control a dead body if she was previously posessing the body while alive.
Rin cannot physically move anything bigger than a quarter(that in itself requires extensive concentration and a tether to Roman. She can pretty much push a button and that's it. She has no sense of touch and cannot feel anything that touches her. She despises this and would give anything to feel this sensation just once.
Even though Roman and Rin share mind and body, they do not share everything. Roman cannot feel if there is a vampiric presence or something otherworldly in the room even if it smacked him in the face without Rin telling him. Most likely she won't since if the entity does not choose to reveal themselves, they likely do not want others to know. Roman has control of his body no matter how hard Rin tries and this in itself can cause problems if she does not agree with something he chooses or vice versa. On the contrary, two heads are sometimes NOT better than one.
☞Equipment☜
-Top loading reverse pump action 12gauge shotgun *made in russia
Romans prized posession given to him by his father. It was one of the first centerfire pistols given to Russian generals in the old days. This revolver chambered in .44r was revolutionary in design with its top break ejection and ability to quickly reload another 6 rounds in less than a second with the help of speedloaders. Its considered archaic nowadays but Roman is fond of older things.
If the mission calls for a more casual look, Roman will usually turn to his lucky jacket. It holsters his revolver neatly under his right shoulder as well as a couple speedloaders. (left handed)
☞History☜
It was quite obvious Roman was not born with a silver spoon in his mouth, in fact he was lucky to have a spoon at all at times. Living in Siberia, Russia was tough but thankfully he had a loving mother and a strict father to keep him going. Spending his younger years playing with the local kids his age was all he could really do aside from his daily chores around the house. The large apartment complex was filled with many others just as poverty stricken as his family, and it probabbly wasn't the best atmosphere to raise a family given the gangs, drug deals, and extortioning going on right outside his door. Roman made the best of it though, he had no other choice. His mother stayed home, cooked, and cleaned while his father worked triple shifts just to put food on the table workin at a metal fabrication company. Roman considering his situation he was doing rather well.
All was good until Romans mother had someone knock on her door with some bad news. Unfortunately Dimitri Petrovik, Romans father had an incident at work. One of the stamping machines took hold of Dimitris arm and crushed it into many different pieces. Lana, his mother was devistated. Thankfully Dimitri survived but at great cost. He was constantly in pain and the medical bills were piling up. Rome had no choice but to start working at age 10. Doing chores around the complex and delivering groceries to elders who cannot leave the house. No matter how much Roman earned, his father pissed away on vodka and painkillers. Roman had no choice but to start working with the local gangs to make enough money to survive. Bringing packages to undisclosed locations and stealing from peoples houses at age 15. This was the life he had no choice but to live. This is also when he found out that he was pretty damn good at it. Soon resorting to a life as a thug as a main means for income, he used whatever he could to his advantage in paying off his families debts.
When Roman turned 17, he got fed up with dealing with his deadbeat father. Always blaming the pain of his accident to bolster his need for alcahol or drugs. Never bothering to even acknowledge his wife or Roman and only saw them as a means of paying for his booze. Roman fell into a hatred filled rage and beat the ever loving shit out of his father kicking him out. Threatening that if he ever came back he would put a bullet into his head with the very same gun his father gave him to "protect the family". Roman was originally going to sell the revolver but figured it would prove useful in case something got too out of hand. A couple days later Dimitri came back during the night in a drunken rage and accidently killed his wife who had pulled a gun on him out of fear. Dimitri saw red and smashed Lana with a wine bottle to the head. Dimitri cried for hours over what he had done while Roman slept and decided to end his own life with the very gun he gave Roman to protect his family with.
When Roman awoke from the sound of the gunshot, he feared the worst. Running outside to where his dead parents lie, he watched the gruesome sight while a couple concerned neighbors also managed to look out their doorways. Roman saw black, the only thing he could think was why... why did this happen? Why did they deserve this? Why did he keep the gun? Roman yanked the gun out of his dead fathers fingers and placed the barrel between his teeth. *click.... nothing....*click click click. Still nothing. Roman cried for days, unable to join his family.... Alone.
All was good until Romans mother had someone knock on her door with some bad news. Unfortunately Dimitri Petrovik, Romans father had an incident at work. One of the stamping machines took hold of Dimitris arm and crushed it into many different pieces. Lana, his mother was devistated. Thankfully Dimitri survived but at great cost. He was constantly in pain and the medical bills were piling up. Rome had no choice but to start working at age 10. Doing chores around the complex and delivering groceries to elders who cannot leave the house. No matter how much Roman earned, his father pissed away on vodka and painkillers. Roman had no choice but to start working with the local gangs to make enough money to survive. Bringing packages to undisclosed locations and stealing from peoples houses at age 15. This was the life he had no choice but to live. This is also when he found out that he was pretty damn good at it. Soon resorting to a life as a thug as a main means for income, he used whatever he could to his advantage in paying off his families debts.
When Roman turned 17, he got fed up with dealing with his deadbeat father. Always blaming the pain of his accident to bolster his need for alcahol or drugs. Never bothering to even acknowledge his wife or Roman and only saw them as a means of paying for his booze. Roman fell into a hatred filled rage and beat the ever loving shit out of his father kicking him out. Threatening that if he ever came back he would put a bullet into his head with the very same gun his father gave him to "protect the family". Roman was originally going to sell the revolver but figured it would prove useful in case something got too out of hand. A couple days later Dimitri came back during the night in a drunken rage and accidently killed his wife who had pulled a gun on him out of fear. Dimitri saw red and smashed Lana with a wine bottle to the head. Dimitri cried for hours over what he had done while Roman slept and decided to end his own life with the very gun he gave Roman to protect his family with.
When Roman awoke from the sound of the gunshot, he feared the worst. Running outside to where his dead parents lie, he watched the gruesome sight while a couple concerned neighbors also managed to look out their doorways. Roman saw black, the only thing he could think was why... why did this happen? Why did they deserve this? Why did he keep the gun? Roman yanked the gun out of his dead fathers fingers and placed the barrel between his teeth. *click.... nothing....*click click click. Still nothing. Roman cried for days, unable to join his family.... Alone.
At age 17 Roman joined the Russian military under false papers. He didn't want to be stuck in that house anymore in fear of what he may do either to himself or others so he stashed away his fathers revolver then shipped himself away to be a dog for the military. Suicide was all he could think of at the time and what better way to die than in an unmarked grave in six feet of snow? That was his initial thoughts but once he started training and discipline and the teachings they gave him, he was actually starting to like the whole idea. He was a born natural at shooting, fighting and quick thinking. He also seemed to have an innate talent for staying calm under pressure. These natural talents gave him much respect among his higher ups and envy from his teammates but he didn't care either way. He was enjoying himself, something that was hard for him to do recently considering the last time he did was at age 10.
After almost 8 years in the force and quite the impressive track record under his belt, he was invited by his captain to apply for testing in the Spetsnaz special operations force. Roman agreed with his captain and decided to go for it. Roman passed the inital exam, but just barely. He was comissioned to a team and sent out to his new outpost up in the siberian mountains to train and use as a home base of operations. His low test score only ment that his natural ability was not enough and he needed to work harder. Growing ambitious and anxious to prove himself he volunteered to be a part of a recon group sent to an old biological weapons facility that was shut down in the late 70's. The facility recently sent out an automated alarm to all old soviet channels stating that some kind of hazardous material has breached its safety container and may prove harmful if left alone.
Spetsnaz was in charge of guarding a biohazard research team to survey the leak and possibly clean it up before it becomes something more dangerous. Roman and the rest of their team were there in case it is a trap designed by some terrorist orginization which wouldnt be unheard of. It was only a matter of opening the doors and finding out what suprises lay inside.
After almost 8 years in the force and quite the impressive track record under his belt, he was invited by his captain to apply for testing in the Spetsnaz special operations force. Roman agreed with his captain and decided to go for it. Roman passed the inital exam, but just barely. He was comissioned to a team and sent out to his new outpost up in the siberian mountains to train and use as a home base of operations. His low test score only ment that his natural ability was not enough and he needed to work harder. Growing ambitious and anxious to prove himself he volunteered to be a part of a recon group sent to an old biological weapons facility that was shut down in the late 70's. The facility recently sent out an automated alarm to all old soviet channels stating that some kind of hazardous material has breached its safety container and may prove harmful if left alone.
Spetsnaz was in charge of guarding a biohazard research team to survey the leak and possibly clean it up before it becomes something more dangerous. Roman and the rest of their team were there in case it is a trap designed by some terrorist orginization which wouldnt be unheard of. It was only a matter of opening the doors and finding out what suprises lay inside.
It was dark... pitch black to be exact. Rin-aziel could not see anything for quite some time now. It didn't matter anyway since the room she was locked in was empty. Empty except for that stupid contraption. It kept her alive... shomehow, but just barely. It kept her drowsy as well. She hated it, it was torture. A long cylinder filled with thick red liquid. Rin had no idea what it was, but it tethered to her like it was alive. The only thing keeping her from wasting away. The echo of a light dripping filled the silent space. Rin counted the drops and wondered what that was. Maybe it was the machine? Maybe it was leaking? That would explain why her tether felt weaker, she felt weaker. This was not good....
Voices echoed through the thin metal walls. A foreign language to her, but it was clearly conversation and not some rats crawling through the debris outside the container. The dripping sound stopped and the tether was broken. Whatever that contraption was is no longer keeping her alive. She had no choice but to somehow get the outside voices close enough to open the container. "H-help me!" Rin's voice echoed inside the container. "P-please h-help!" She tried once more. That was all she could muster with her degrading strength, she needed a host asap.
The Hazmat team heard her but was very wary. There's no way a woman could be trapped down here for so long, it may of been a trap. Hazmat called for Spetsnaz assistance as quickly as possible while they made preperations and took readings with geiger counters and various devices. "All clean, no radiation sir." One of the hazmat spooke to their commanding officer. Roman got into ready position with his seven other teammates weapons drawn. "Open it!" Team leader yelled, and hazmat obeyed. The large 15'x20' door unlatched with a pressurized hiss, swapping cold air and letting the many cones of light from the attachments on the soldiers AK's and the hazmat teams handheld flashlights. "Its empty!" One of the soldiers said taking a step inside. The room was filled with fog and only a tiny metal contraption that seemed to be leaking what looked like coagulated blood on the floor. "I want samples of what's coming out of there. Let me know if it could be dang-errragggghhh!" The surrounding fog condensed and surrounded the Hazmat officer. Blood curdling screams filled the container as Rin pushed her smoke right through the mans gas mask, Filling his lungs and soon posessing his body.
Rin felt euphoric, the rush of taking ones body and destroying ones mind. His memories were hers now, and she wasn't finished yet. The posessed officer pulled out his sidearm and shot himself in the head. Blood sprayed everwhere as the dead man still stood there gun drawn. Firing randomly at the others. Roman fired back, as did his team. Watching the man get pumped full of lead as he ran and grabbed hold of another. Rin ripped off the soldiers mask and escaped the dead body and retreated into a nice "fresh" one. Soon repeating the process as the soldier screamed in pain. Aiming his AK at his fellow comrades in arms. Killing two on the spot. Roman took cover as the others panicked. Keeping a bead on the smoke trail and making sure to keep as far away as possible from it. Rin repeated her process, jumping from a soldier to another hazmat. Ripping off their mask and posessing them. Then taking his flashlight and smashing his own face in until it was unrecognizable.
After only a few seconds of chaos, all that was left of the eight Spetsnaz soldiers and four hazmat officers was Rin and Roman. Unlike all the others, Roman managed to destroy the temporary host enough that she had no choice but to leave the vessel. Taking form of a human woman and slowly walking towards the terrified soldier. "I hope you don't think to harshly of me Lieutenant Petrovik." Rin read off of Romans nametag, recalling the temporary memories of his now deceased superiors. "I only took there lives to survive, I've been stuck in that box for a very long time." Roman raised his AK and fired his entire magazine into her chest.... nothing. The smoke blew away but came back shortly after. "All I need is one more to escape this place, just please help me?" Rin-aziel cried. She wanted to leave so badly. The people who kept her here did horrible experiments to her, unable to remember what she originally was before all this. She just needed a vessel to get her out. "Take my hand and you will understand." She said stretching out her arm. Roman was hesitant, his entire team just died from this thing, could she really be trusted? "Absolutely not!" Roman shouted. Rin's face grew upset as she put her hand down. "You damn humans are so stubborn!" She said before lunging right at him. Turning to smoke and surrounding Roman. There was no hope, he couldn't do anything. Roman screamed in fear as everything went black. Rin's memories flooded his own. Showing the tortures she endured and the madness she created. These images would turn others insane... manic and brain damaged but Roman grew calm, He seemed to process these images and understand them. He felt sympathy for Rin and felt nothing but remorse for the smoke filled images. After the images faded, everything went black.
Voices echoed through the thin metal walls. A foreign language to her, but it was clearly conversation and not some rats crawling through the debris outside the container. The dripping sound stopped and the tether was broken. Whatever that contraption was is no longer keeping her alive. She had no choice but to somehow get the outside voices close enough to open the container. "H-help me!" Rin's voice echoed inside the container. "P-please h-help!" She tried once more. That was all she could muster with her degrading strength, she needed a host asap.
The Hazmat team heard her but was very wary. There's no way a woman could be trapped down here for so long, it may of been a trap. Hazmat called for Spetsnaz assistance as quickly as possible while they made preperations and took readings with geiger counters and various devices. "All clean, no radiation sir." One of the hazmat spooke to their commanding officer. Roman got into ready position with his seven other teammates weapons drawn. "Open it!" Team leader yelled, and hazmat obeyed. The large 15'x20' door unlatched with a pressurized hiss, swapping cold air and letting the many cones of light from the attachments on the soldiers AK's and the hazmat teams handheld flashlights. "Its empty!" One of the soldiers said taking a step inside. The room was filled with fog and only a tiny metal contraption that seemed to be leaking what looked like coagulated blood on the floor. "I want samples of what's coming out of there. Let me know if it could be dang-errragggghhh!" The surrounding fog condensed and surrounded the Hazmat officer. Blood curdling screams filled the container as Rin pushed her smoke right through the mans gas mask, Filling his lungs and soon posessing his body.
Rin felt euphoric, the rush of taking ones body and destroying ones mind. His memories were hers now, and she wasn't finished yet. The posessed officer pulled out his sidearm and shot himself in the head. Blood sprayed everwhere as the dead man still stood there gun drawn. Firing randomly at the others. Roman fired back, as did his team. Watching the man get pumped full of lead as he ran and grabbed hold of another. Rin ripped off the soldiers mask and escaped the dead body and retreated into a nice "fresh" one. Soon repeating the process as the soldier screamed in pain. Aiming his AK at his fellow comrades in arms. Killing two on the spot. Roman took cover as the others panicked. Keeping a bead on the smoke trail and making sure to keep as far away as possible from it. Rin repeated her process, jumping from a soldier to another hazmat. Ripping off their mask and posessing them. Then taking his flashlight and smashing his own face in until it was unrecognizable.
After only a few seconds of chaos, all that was left of the eight Spetsnaz soldiers and four hazmat officers was Rin and Roman. Unlike all the others, Roman managed to destroy the temporary host enough that she had no choice but to leave the vessel. Taking form of a human woman and slowly walking towards the terrified soldier. "I hope you don't think to harshly of me Lieutenant Petrovik." Rin read off of Romans nametag, recalling the temporary memories of his now deceased superiors. "I only took there lives to survive, I've been stuck in that box for a very long time." Roman raised his AK and fired his entire magazine into her chest.... nothing. The smoke blew away but came back shortly after. "All I need is one more to escape this place, just please help me?" Rin-aziel cried. She wanted to leave so badly. The people who kept her here did horrible experiments to her, unable to remember what she originally was before all this. She just needed a vessel to get her out. "Take my hand and you will understand." She said stretching out her arm. Roman was hesitant, his entire team just died from this thing, could she really be trusted? "Absolutely not!" Roman shouted. Rin's face grew upset as she put her hand down. "You damn humans are so stubborn!" She said before lunging right at him. Turning to smoke and surrounding Roman. There was no hope, he couldn't do anything. Roman screamed in fear as everything went black. Rin's memories flooded his own. Showing the tortures she endured and the madness she created. These images would turn others insane... manic and brain damaged but Roman grew calm, He seemed to process these images and understand them. He felt sympathy for Rin and felt nothing but remorse for the smoke filled images. After the images faded, everything went black.
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