Inner Demon

Vampire Family RP

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"H-help!"
The mousy squeal of a distressed woman rang out through the dark and vacant alleyway deep within the city. Night coated the streets in darkness, leaving sparse light scattered about in the form of traffic signals and lamp posts. A subtle chill lingered on the air, carried on a weak breeze along with articles of paper and debris. "Please help me! Someone!" The voice called out again, accompanied closely by a repetitive clacking of heels against concrete.

Out from around a corner dashed a young woman in a promiscuous red dress and high heels. She desperately tried to keep her balance as she moved through the alley as quick as her heels could carry her. A dark form rushed across her trail, passing from shadow to shadow as it grew closer to the woman. She looked over her shoulder briefly but saw nothing. Frightened and ragged breaths escaped her lungs as her stamina wore down. Just ahead, she could see a car pass by. A main street was not too far ahead, and possibly someone who could help her. A fur and leather jacket dropped off her shoulders along with her purse as she scrambled forward.

"Where do you think you're running off to?" In the blink of an eye, the fleeing woman found herself thrust against a brick wall, colliding against it with a thud and then sliding to the ground. She tried to call again for help but only managed a panicked whimper as her eyes rose to meet her assailant. A tall, pale skinned man in ragged leather clothing and biker chains stared down at the girl with ravenous eyes. Saliva leaked from the corner of his fang filled maw as he leaned in with a toothy grin. "C'mon bitch I paid good money for you. How 'bout a suck?" Letting out a malicious chuckle, the man lifted his clawed hand.

A spray of crimson spattered against the auburn of the brick wall, followed by an ear piercing shriek. The woman's eyes were wide as she gazed up horrified, her face painted in blood. A very faint beating sound thumped deeply before her. Uncontrollable shaking wracked her body as she stared at a bleeding, beating heart, something she had only ever seen in biology books and horror movies, gripped tightly in a bloodied hand inches from her face. "W..w-what..i-is...." Flesh split away from the organ, spurting blood as it began beating rapidly. An agony riddled death knell roared out of the pale skinned man as he reached at his open chest cavity, desperately motioning towards his own heart as he watched it slowly crushed until it finally popped into ribbons of meat and viscera, cascading to the ground into a pile at the woman's feet.

Ashes exploded into the alley as the man disinterested into a cloud of dust, leaving a heap of dirty clothing on the ground. Unable to believe what she had just witnessed, the woman found herself frozen, staring down at the pile of ashes and clothing until a hand reached down toward her. "Fear not lass. The mean ol' man is gone. I'll take care o' ya." Still shaken up, the woman hesitantly shifted her focus up to meet with a rugged visage with deep yellow eyes. Suddenly she felt the aching fear and worry slowly drain from her body, numbing away as she lost her self in the golden gaze. "O...okay..." She mumbled, weakly lifting her hand into his. His grip was firm and careful, but ice cold as the towering man whisked her up to her feet and into his arms.

All inhibitions disappeared from the woman as the face of the one who embraced her neared. Her mind went blank and her body grew hot as she felt his breath run over her neck. A gentle kiss tickled her skin, sparking small giggle to escape her lips before it was quickly replaced with a feeble yelp. Her body tensed, pushing away weakly but the mans grip grew tighter. Stabbing pain shot through her body as she felt the skin on her neck tear. Darkness carried the woman into the next world as consciousness and life left the woman's body, her quiet whimpers fading into low gurgles and snapping bones as the man emptied her body of blood like a juice box. Severed limbs and chunks of bony flesh dropped into a shapeless heap on the pavement as the mangled corpse of what once was the woman was released from the mans grip.

An expression of ecstasy spread across Kraven's crimson stained maw as he lethargically licked his bloodied fingers, slowly running his tongue up and down the length of his hand. "Ooooh poor poor lass. I haven't eaten all night..." Stumbling over the piles of ashes and flesh, Kraven drunkenly turned and lumbered down the alley, crushing the crumbling fanged skull of the one to come before him. "...That'll teach ya, bloody fuckin' stray. Step on family turf an' get dusted." The sound of spare far away traffic echoed through the now silent alley, accompanied by the steady yap of a distant dog, and the night went on.

Vampire Family RP

Soma & Kraven

Soma Bianchi

Age - 27

Gender - Male

Appearance - Soma has dark, coal colored hair with a few stray grey strands developed from stress in his human life. His eyes are brownish green but turn red when he's hungry, feeding, or angered. He stands at 6'5" and generally wears formal apparel, ranging from suits to tuxedos.

Personality - For the most part, Soma keeps to himself, preferring to spend his time alone and buried in a book with a cigarette and tea. Still somewhat new to being a vampire, Soma hasn't completely adapted to the idea of killing humans for food, and ideally sticks to blood packs or animals. However, he still hasn't gotten complete control over his new instincts, and thus may find himself dining on the occasional vagabond or thief when he hasn't had his supper. Generally speaking, when one does get the chance to interact with him, Soma is polite and well mannered. Though he can have a temper at times, he's for the most part fairly pleasant to be around.

Bio - During the nights, when not sealed off in his room or his study, Soma works the late shift at a local nightclub called The Bloody Sunday. He worked there as a human and, after being turned, went back since it was the only line of work he could do with his new lifestyle. Most of the people who common the club know Soma, though they know little of him. Thanks to his work, Soma tends to be rather up to date with the happenings of the underground due to his keen hearing and the talkativeness of the clubs patrons.

Special Power - Culling Darkness
Soma has the ability to manipulate shadows and give them physical form. Feats like materializing servants, creating pathways through solid objects, spying from long distances, and restricting vision are available to him through the manipulation of shadows. His power becomes nullified by complete engulfment in either light or darkness as this creates a void of shadows.

Kraven Smith

Age - 457

Gender - Male

Appearance - Kraven has shaggy white and silver hair that falls just below his eye line. A full sized tattoo of skeletal wings on shredded flesh covers the span of his back down to just above the bottom of his spine. He has deep yellow almost golden eyes and perfectly lined teeth giving him an enchanting yet devious smile. Kraven stands at 6'2" though he usually slouches a bit. For the most part, Kraven wears jeans and button down shirts or jackets, though he prefers to let his tattoo breath.

Personality - Mischievous and unpredictable, Kraven spends his nights prowling the streets, hopping from club to bar to rave to party, living the nightlife to it's fullest before finishing every other night off with a bloody orgy and a feast of intoxicated half naked women foolish enough to fall for his seductive wiles. Remorse and pity for humans is beyond Kraven, and has been for some time. Whatever morality he had vanished long ago with his humanity. If he isn't gorging himself or fucking, Kraven is most likely hidden away in his basement room, blasting music nonstop, and doing any number of unknown ungodly things behind closed and locked doors. In spite of his ravenous habits, Kraven has a jovial personality, joking around most of the time or focusing on the fun and entertaining aspects of the world around him, even when it's in a dark and twisted light.

Bio - Not much is known about where Kraven came from, what his history is like, or why he became the beast that he is. He keeps chaotic looking medieval armor and various artifacts from the dark ages stored away in the recesses of his room, leading those who know him to believe he may have been some kind of knight or warrior, though nothing is certain.

Special Power - In place of a particular special power, Kraven instead posesses greatly increased strength, speed, and endurance, along with abnormally quick regeneration and acute senses, surpassing that of other typical vampires. These enhanced abilities scale up while he's lusting for blood or enraged, causing his body take on more animalistic features. This line of skills makes him a brute when facing rivals who encroach on his territory or interrupter his feeding, preferring to rip his foes apart limb from limb with his bare hands.

The War of the Three

@Mega Birb:P

Vampire Family RP

@OliviaVw/e u want. Soma is relatively good though. Or just both good.

The War of the Three

@floodtalon My goal in life is achieved, someone roasted Sliske.

@Mega Birb

Marquis's turn >=D

Vampire Family RP

Soma & Kraven

Soma Bianchi

Age - 27

Gender - Male

Appearance - Soma has dark, coal colored hair with a few stray grey strands developed from stress in his human life. His eyes are brownish green but turn red when he's hungry, feeding, or angered. He stands at 6'5" and generally wears formal apparel, ranging from suits to tuxedos.

Personality - For the most part, Soma keeps to himself, preferring to spend his time alone and buried in a book with a cigarette and tea. Still somewhat new to being a vampire, Soma hasn't completely adapted to the idea of killing humans for food, and ideally sticks to blood packs or animals. However, he still hasn't gotten complete control over his new instincts, and thus may find himself dining on the occasional vagabond or thief when he hasn't had his supper. Generally speaking, when one does get the chance to interact with him, Soma is polite and well mannered. Though he can have a temper at times, he's for the most part fairly pleasant to be around.

Bio - During the nights, when not sealed off in his room or his study, Soma works the late shift at a local nightclub called The Bloody Sunday. He worked there as a human and, after being turned, went back since it was the only line of work he could do with his new lifestyle. Most of the people who common the club know Soma, though they know little of him. Thanks to his work, Soma tends to be rather up to date with the happenings of the underground due to his keen hearing and the talkativeness of the clubs patrons.

Special Power - Culling Darkness
Soma has the ability to manipulate shadows and give them physical form. Feats like materializing servants, creating pathways through solid objects, spying from long distances, and restricting vision are available to him through the manipulation of shadows. His power becomes nullified by complete engulfment in either light or darkness as this creates a void of shadows.

Kraven Smith

Age - 457

Gender - Male

Appearance - Kraven has shaggy white and silver hair that falls just below his eye line. A full sized tattoo of skeletal wings on shredded flesh covers the span of his back down to just above the bottom of his spine. He has deep yellow almost golden eyes and perfectly lined teeth giving him an enchanting yet devious smile. Kraven stands at 6'2" though he usually slouches a bit. For the most part, Kraven wears jeans and button down shirts or jackets, though he prefers to let his tattoo breath.

Personality - Mischievous and unpredictable, Kraven spends his nights prowling the streets, hopping from club to bar to rave to party, living the nightlife to it's fullest before finishing every other night off with a bloody orgy and a feast of intoxicated half naked women foolish enough to fall for his seductive wiles. Remorse and pity for humans is beyond Kraven, and has been for some time. Whatever morality he had vanished long ago with his humanity. If he isn't gorging himself or fucking, Kraven is most likely hidden away in his basement room, blasting music nonstop, and doing any number of unknown ungodly things behind closed and locked doors. In spite of his ravenous habits, Kraven has a jovial personality, joking around most of the time or focusing on the fun and entertaining aspects of the world around him, even when it's in a dark and twisted light.

Bio - Not much is known about where Kraven came from, what his history is like, or why he became the beast that he is. He keeps chaotic looking medieval armor and various artifacts from the dark ages stored away in the recesses of his room, leading those who know him to believe he may have been some kind of knight or warrior, though nothing is certain.

Special Power - In place of a particular special power, Kraven instead posesses greatly increased strength, speed, and endurance, along with abnormally quick regeneration and acute senses, surpassing that of other typical vampires. These enhanced abilities scale up while he's lusting for blood or enraged, causing his body take on more animalistic features. This line of skills makes him a brute when facing rivals who encroach on his territory or interrupter his feeding, preferring to rip his foes apart limb from limb with his bare hands.

The War of the Three

@TheWindelI was very much assuming this. Plus she said that basically. You're too coy. :P

The War of the Three

@TheWindelWell I mean there's only so many explanations. Either it's her name or this second mysterious girl was watching somehow during Zak and Harley's little chat.

Vampire Family RP

I don't mind being a villain or multiple villains. I'm pretty decent at maintaining multiple characters and whatnot. But I don't mind being part of the family either.

The War of the Three

@KoLMy question is how did she know Harleys name when Zak and Harley both made that up together on the spot...unless Harlequin was her name all along! O.O