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Rulers of Night

Viggo glared at the knight and responded to Dredge, "We need to flee. You need to feast upon that corpse you found earlier." That is when some words the knight said started not making sense to him. Empty like this suit of armor? Thinking to himself it might be code for something deep he still wanted to ask. "Firstly, if you want to continue this fight you will have me to deal with." Viggo said sternly to the Daemon, "Secondly, I can't help but notice the strange statement you made Daemon. That your armor was empty? What sort of madness is that?"

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Viggo didn't want to stand in his new found vampire allies way. Normally he would put himself in front of an ally to take the blows but battle to him was about honor. The last thing he needed to do was insult another of his kin's honor. "Well Daemon, you better watch your step. If you don't it will be a swift end given to you from him. However, if he wavers in the slightest I will tear your head from your body."

Rulers of Night

@mae I'm gonna wait for your response so I don't step on your fight

Rulers of Night

Viggo ,witnessing the knight like figure side stepping his fellow Vampire, squared up in it's direction. That was a keen eye he must have to avoid the attack, this may not be any normal fighter he thought to himself as he raced with ideas. Viggo knew he couldn't let his kin fight alone but he was curious of the being's audacious claim of not being able to be harmed. As he ran up to the two he said to the creature ,"That is a bold statement claiming my kin here couldn't harm you." Viggo's nose perked up as he smelled the ash and flame that this stranger's body seemed to reek of. "You smell as though hell itself spit you out. What manner of creature are you?"

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Sniffing the air Viggo began to tense up. This world may seem desolate, however a new burning scent has enticed my senses he thought to himself after turning toward the general direction of the figure. Using sounds around him to get a better look at the figure he could manage to analyze a being in a full suit of armor. "Well stranger," Viggo whispered to the being questioning him earlier ,"We seem to have another to potentially deal with."

The Clarice Curse - High School Horror Roleplay

@MissCapnCrunch Thank you thank you

The Clarice Curse - High School Horror Roleplay

Sweet!

Dimension Jumpers: Crystal Keepers

This building is immense! I thought to myself as we proceeded into the building. Alright Chance, you made some friends and you are now expected to use your power effectively. Don't be a dweeb! Why does my brain have to worry me so much? Well I guess it is warranted after I ended up on top of a tree in an instant by touching random object.

Stillwater Vale Asylum

Sweet! Can't wait to begin RPing

Stillwater Vale Asylum

Xander

Name: Alexander Marshall

Age: 29

Description:

Tattoo wise on his left arm is a full sleeve of famous American History dates, quotations, and names. On his right shoulder he has tattooed a stack of TnT, a clock on top, and the words "Have a Nice Day" tattooed in a semi circle above it.

Occupation: Former United States Army Bomb Disposal - 11 years

Branch of government worked for: United States Army

Location you were working in: Unknown Location, Iraq

History: Upon completing High school in central Florida he joined up with the United States Army. Wanting to make sure he got out of the military feeling accomplished he joined up with the bomb disposal forces. It was the run of the mill life for any bomb disposal tech in the US military. A few years deployed, helping out any way he could back in the states, however, things began to go crazy in the last year of his enlistment. He was deployed to a secluded Camp where he would run response missions as necessary. One call didn't go over as "run of the mill" as the rest. They had been called on some strange building off in the desert, several miles from base, that many different types of people had gone in an out of. So it was Xander's time up for response with the local ground forces. Mission seemed like any normal assault. You got the big bad door kickers blasting there way in while he would make sure there weren't booby traps around. However, once this assault went down the enemy was not who we expected. United States doctors along with coalition forces were performing some weird experiments on humans and animals alike. After a stillness of slowly realizing what we had barged in on, the first bullet case fell. They took out one of his team members. From there all hell broke loose. Body after body dropped until only a few of them remained. He wanted to do anything to avenge his friend but there was nothing more he could do besides die at there hands. So Xander did something that he would regret to this day...he gave up. From that point forward he made his home out of Stillwater Vale Asylum. That fire never left his heart though. The fire still burned for vengeance and it would never be put out until he found, and killed everyone involved with the death of his friend.

Personality: Even with being through so much Xander is a practical joker at heart. His jokes may be blunt but his loyalty overshadows that. One of his worsts traits is his trust though. He is the type of guy to give you 100% sympathy to your situation and all you can do is lose trust from there with him.

Skills: Marksmanship (more so rifles than pistols), Boxing/submission fighting, Explosive knowledge and handling.

Likes: Working out, helping others, jokes, sports, and being technical

Dislikes: Heartlessness, needless ignorance, arrogance, and those not willing to fight when necessary.

Extra: His anger can sometimes come out because of his terrible choice to bottle up things. He may joke a lot but some could interpret it as a coping mechanism for his friends death.