[OOC] The World of Blood Compact

[Ojo chan 42]

And don't forget the Kukri knife to slash his throat.

@The Grey Dust

Then I do know now what kind of dagger Sasha is going to use from now of on XD

[Shoe Thief]

Really tired right now, in recovery, BUT I WILL GET A POST UP EITHER TONIGHT OR TOMORROW! >:D

[Wraithblade6]

So it looks like it's my fault tonight, @BurningCold. Grey was here and I was out. We will give you an answer, soon. :/

@Ojo chan 42 I am much more ok with this version of Jean. I could still nit-pick it, but I won't. Jean will be an enemy of Soldier as you like, probably as a defector. He's someone who stole information.

[Ojo chan 42]

So it looks like it's my fault tonight, @BurningCold. Grey was here and I was out. We will give you an answer, soon. :/

@Ojo chan 42 I am much more ok with this version of Jean. I could still nit-pick it, but I won't. Jean will be an enemy of Soldier as you like, probably as a defector. He's someone who stole information.

@Wraithblade6

More like an enemy he prefers to just dodge the whole organization. ( wich shall be challenge considering this Rp^^) and alright. I shall post him in the char tab when I get home from work

[BurningCold]

@Wraithblade6 Okay that's fine I don't really mind because not much is happening, but it's gotta be said, you guys don't both have to be present to send and receive PMs. Or any kind of message at all for that matter.

[Shoe Thief]

Burned main hand, post may be delayed. typing with one hand and a thumb is hard.

[Wraithblade6]

@Remipa Awesome

[Shoe Thief]

@Wraithblade6

Hand's somewhat better. Burned it making lunch. Wasn't as bad as I thought though, still having trouble with a few of my fingers.

[Wraithblade6]

@BurningCold I spoke with Grey today. The cybernetic bits are fine. We kinda of have an issue with the technicalities of "using Werewolf DNA." The problem is, you can't infuse dna into every cell in his body, and if you try to give him a werewolf organ or some tissue, the immune system will reject it without a lot of meds.

I think you should make your character a born werewolf, or maybe a turned werewolf, ... shit am I allowing WW's to turn others? Nevermind, I'll get back to that later. Anyway, make him a WW, then say he allowed Soldier to put the cybernetic parts on his, such as his arm and an eye, er whatever, and his WW power allowed him to be strong enough to heal from the implants.

Good?

[BurningCold]

@Wraithblade6 Is it possible that his father was a werewolf and that he had a human mother? That would allow me to not have to scrap almost the entire backstory.

[Wraithblade6]

@BurningCold Yes that is possible. He'd be full WW though. You can have him be a weaker one if that's your thing.

[BurningCold]

@Wraithblade6 Nah I'll just let him be full werewolf and boost the silver weakness up. I'm real tired right now but I'll make the changes sometime tomorrow.

[Wraithblade6]

@BurningCold Alright. Make your update on your CS.

[Wraithblade6]

@BurningCold re-link it here when you are done.

[BurningCold]

I removed the bit from the backstory where he gets the werewolf DNA because it still makes chronological sense without that part. Anything else that was changed is highlighted in red.

Kane

Name:
Kane Abellian

Image:
(It’s not done yet but it will be soon)

Age:
24

Species:
Werewolf

Goals/Faction:
He wants to ensure that Soldier crumbles.

Backstory:
A baby cries. It’s you. Mom smiles. She pats your back, calls you her dear little boy. Tears cease. Dad pulls you away. Comfort lost. This is his first time looking at you. He gives you that strange half smile. The first of many. He says you’re a bit small. Don’t worry, you’ll grow.

Swing. Crack. Whoosh. Sweat drips as you run. Third plate. Not bad. You look at Dad in the bleachers. Half smile. You see his eyes though. You know he’s proud. Shining stars. Not small anymore. Tall, athletic. A model baseball player. You win the game for your team. Good job.

Snow falls. Wind blows. Laughter in the kitchen. Your family invited the neighbors over to celebrate. Everyone loves Christmas. You’re not with them though. No. You’re in your bedroom. With a girl. She has her hands on her hips, standing in front of the door. It’s closed. Well? You see that look in her eye. She’s annoyed. She’s waiting. Gulp. You shuffle over to her. Now! You stand on your tippy toes to get closer. She’s two years older. You kiss her gently. You should see your face. Red as a rose. She smirks. This time, she kisses you. She leans down. Her lips are soft.

She moved away today. The kiss goodbye was tender, sweet. You gazed into her eyes for one last time. Not lovingly. No, you’re far too young for that. But adoration? Absolutely. You feel a bit down, but you’re strong. Don’t worry champ. She was only the first of many.

Dad didn’t come home today. Again. You remember the last time you saw him. Clear as day. He wordlessly kissed your forehead, tussled your hair, and walked out the door. Mom got drunk today. Again. You remember the last time she beat you. Clear as day. How could you forget? It was only a few hours ago. You lay crying softly in your bed, clutching the photo as you always do. That photo of you. With Mom and Dad. Smiling. Stupid child. Something inside of you begins to burn. Wildfire spreads. You’re angry. You walk into Mom’s room. There’s no need to be afraid, the alcohol knocked her out a while ago. You find Dad’s lighter. Same spot it’s always been in. Grab the lighter. Shuffling feet. Let the fire cleanse. Embers engulf you, and Mom, and Dad. Smiling. The ashes of that picture tumble into oblivion.

Swing. Crack. Groan. Sweat drips as you try to scurry away. Mom is strong though. Quick too. Hands grabbing. Child struggling. When she’s finished, you’re in pain. Bruised. Bleeding. You look at her face. Fury. Heavy breathing. Contempt. Happy birthday.

A voice screams. It’s Mom. You smile. You drive the kitchen knife further into her chest, and call her a bitch. Tears begin to fall. The screamings cease, and her lifeforce pulls away. This is your last time looking at her. The fire engulfs the house in mere minutes. You’re already out the door. She was your first victim. The first of many. You’re a bit rusty. Don’t worry, you’ll grow.

Chomp. Salt. Ketchup. Cheese. Beef. It’s a good burger. You’ve been wandering for about a year now. Don’t fear. No one is looking. The fire burned everything. You are a dead man. A clever man. Then you spy her. Cute short hair. Legs up to here. Low cut top. You walk over. Chat her up. Twirling hair. Nervous laughter. She wants you. That night, she gets you. You skip town the next morning. Better this way.

Warm and slick. Blood. Ridiculous. He should have given up the wallet. You need the money more than he does. It doesn’t matter now. One hundred bucks. A good haul. You rise. Rain falls. Pitter patter. Pitter patter.

Kind hands reaching. Gentle eyes pleading. Mom. Forgiveness. You give it to her. How could you not? Smiling faces. A knock at the door. It’s Dad. Reunited. Family again. You wake up. Cold sweat. Dream. Nightmare? Feet dragging, body slouching. Wash the face. Cleanse the impurities. You see yourself. You’re just like her. Monster. This isn’t right.

Struggling. Fighting. Arguing. Battle of the mind. Finally, a decision is reached.

Mirror. Again. Operation successful. Not without complications. Something went wrong when they tried to put your new left eye in. You touch at the burned flesh lightly. Some scars heal. This one sure as hell will not. You paid the price of admission. Good job.

You’re right at home in Soldier. Plenty of creatures need killing. Plenty of ways to kill them. No one bats an eye, no matter what is done to them. They are the enemy. The fact that you are on the right side comforts you at night.

Anger. Shock. Betrayal. You’re being cast out. After everything you’ve done for them, too. Now they're abandoning you. Vengeance is sworn. The vampires will be stopped, and Soldier will be cast down into their ashes.

Powers/Skills:
Kane’s training with soldier taught him all the ins and outs of handguns, and he can now use a number of them with ease and efficiency. His cybernetic eyes can grant him enhanced sight, thermal vision, and night vision. His werewolf blood grants him the senses, speed, strength, and regenerative properties that all of the alaskan beasts share. His implants no longer allow him to shift much farther past a partial transformation, though his weakness to silver remains.

Equipment/Weapons:
The black metal arm on his right side is made of a strong but light alloy, with retractable claws tipped with silver capable of easily rending flesh from bone. Additionally, he carries with him two guns loaded with silver bullets, a Colt M1911 and a S&W Model 629.

Themesong:

[Wraithblade6]

I approve Burning.

I'm going to vanish for a week. Grey, you're in charge.

[The Grey Dust]

Hrm? Oh boy, I guess I get to completely ABUSE MY UNLIMITED POWER NOW.

Just kidding. Go and post stuff folks.

[BurningCold]

@The Grey Dust Kane's changes are alright with you too?

[The Grey Dust]

Yes @BurningCold

[Shoe Thief]

Took a few hours to get to a point where I could get a message up. I am on vacation with my family, though I'd be able to have decent internet.... but as it took hours just to get this far I do not think i will be able to get a trip up for the rest of the trip, I am sorry I didn't do it yesterday or the day before. I was busy and I figured the internet would be better then it is now. The trip ends Friday, so even if I have to stay up all night I am hoping to get a post up then. Unless something even more important comes up. Which I hope it doesn't.