The age old vampire glanced down at the girl as she slowly awoke from the tranquiler as she mumbled his name as if she knew him. He almost jumped back as she bolted up, half expecting her to attack him, half, well not entirely sure what she'd do. She seemed delirious as she shook the affects of the drug, Her eyes hazy. Slowly though a certain clarity came to them as she jumped up when she looked at him. He reached out just in case she fell and when she didn't another odd look overcame her face, a look of shock mixed in with disappointment.
"Do I know you?" he scoffed and started to turn away. " No, All I know is I heard a guy scream, and an annoying voice in my head told me to protect you. I just wanted the voice to stop. So Now that you are safe, may I ask you Just how it is you know who I am..." He paused and tried to think of the right words as the wind picked up, dropping the temperature even more. The buildings did nothing to calm that wind, instead it seemingly increased the ferocity as it whipped around the markers of the modern world. "... The look in your eye tells me that you know who I was...and you are disappointed in either that... " he stopped as she dropped to her knees and quickly rushed to her side, dropping to his own knees and feeling her skin. " You are cold. Quickly, lets get you warmed up then you are answering my questions or I will feed on your witch blood. Alright?"
He said that last statement with a smile, though his tone made it more of an order then a question. He put his arm under her shoulder and slowly lifted her off the snowless circle that surrounded her.
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Forum: 1x1 Interest Checks
The most american bump I can think of
The vampire's long coat wafted furiously in the wind as he stayed crouched on top of one of the many towering monoliths of this day and age. The cold steel structures barely creaked as the wind buffeted their glass surfaces. Something urged him to climb this high. He wasn't sure what, but something deep within him urged him to give up on feeding on those helpless and bloodless souls strewn about the roof. Some of them moaned as their grasp on life slowly left them, their blood soaking the sleek roof which only added to the danger of being this high up. He shook his head and glanced down the abandoned streets wondering what this feeling was. This forgotten feeling.
Ghosts from his past always lingered at the back of his mind. Figures that he wanted to remember, but after escaping the clutches of those humans he could barely remember his own name, let alone those important to him. Over the years the feeling died down and he went about a simple life, feeding and sleeping. An inhumane growl escaped his lips as he licked the few drops of blood from his face. "I suppose I should figure out what is causing these unwanted memories to come back." His normally blue eyes shifted to a slightly red hue as he dropped from the building, landing safely on the ground without so much as disturbing the snow around his feet.
The scream of a guard could be heard reverberating off the cold unmoving giants that surrounded him. With a small shrug Liam started to walk in that direction, his pale skin barely feeling the cold that enveloped this part of the world, His hands each grasping a dagger. As the feeling tugged on his mind the closer he got the the quarrel he half fought to scream out in pain. With every flash the same girl would appear in his mind. Dropping to the ground he ran his hands through his short black hair. It was all he could do not to black out. Minutes passed and the fighting stopped. A single voice drifted on the air, seemingly meant for his ears and his ears alone.
"Where are you."
His eyes opened slowly before he knew it, was moving around the corner where several armored guards stood looking into an alleyway. One second he was walking the next he appeared next to the first guard, His dagger slicing through the mans throat as if it were paper. His blood poured out, corrupting the pure white snow. " Ah such a shame to waste the blood. " Liam muttered as he licked the dagger. " Now be a good folk and move along, I'll deal with the witch, Or I'll deal with you."
As if to see if it was a threat or not one guard raised his gun and was obviously shaking. " Mate, you do not want to do that." The vampire warned the guard, but his voice was drowned out by gunfire. The muzzle flashes bathed the street in a more ominous glow that even the streetlights could not obtain. To Liam the gunfire was a symphony of sounds that needed to be danced too. He moved at inhumane speeds, slicing at the guards throats, or catching them in between the armor plates. In the end he was soaked to the bone in the blood of his partners, which he eagerly licked his lips, causally glancing over at the unconscious girl who was on fire. He cocked his head, his neck cracking as he did.
A witch
A voice told him in his head as he moved forward
Someone Important. Protect her.
It resounded in his head once more. With a tired sigh he rested against the wall, cleaning his blades as he awaited for the foolish witch to wake up so she could explain just who she was, and what she was.
Ghosts from his past always lingered at the back of his mind. Figures that he wanted to remember, but after escaping the clutches of those humans he could barely remember his own name, let alone those important to him. Over the years the feeling died down and he went about a simple life, feeding and sleeping. An inhumane growl escaped his lips as he licked the few drops of blood from his face. "I suppose I should figure out what is causing these unwanted memories to come back." His normally blue eyes shifted to a slightly red hue as he dropped from the building, landing safely on the ground without so much as disturbing the snow around his feet.
The scream of a guard could be heard reverberating off the cold unmoving giants that surrounded him. With a small shrug Liam started to walk in that direction, his pale skin barely feeling the cold that enveloped this part of the world, His hands each grasping a dagger. As the feeling tugged on his mind the closer he got the the quarrel he half fought to scream out in pain. With every flash the same girl would appear in his mind. Dropping to the ground he ran his hands through his short black hair. It was all he could do not to black out. Minutes passed and the fighting stopped. A single voice drifted on the air, seemingly meant for his ears and his ears alone.
"Where are you."
His eyes opened slowly before he knew it, was moving around the corner where several armored guards stood looking into an alleyway. One second he was walking the next he appeared next to the first guard, His dagger slicing through the mans throat as if it were paper. His blood poured out, corrupting the pure white snow. " Ah such a shame to waste the blood. " Liam muttered as he licked the dagger. " Now be a good folk and move along, I'll deal with the witch, Or I'll deal with you."
As if to see if it was a threat or not one guard raised his gun and was obviously shaking. " Mate, you do not want to do that." The vampire warned the guard, but his voice was drowned out by gunfire. The muzzle flashes bathed the street in a more ominous glow that even the streetlights could not obtain. To Liam the gunfire was a symphony of sounds that needed to be danced too. He moved at inhumane speeds, slicing at the guards throats, or catching them in between the armor plates. In the end he was soaked to the bone in the blood of his partners, which he eagerly licked his lips, causally glancing over at the unconscious girl who was on fire. He cocked his head, his neck cracking as he did.
A witch
A voice told him in his head as he moved forward
Someone Important. Protect her.
It resounded in his head once more. With a tired sigh he rested against the wall, cleaning his blades as he awaited for the foolish witch to wake up so she could explain just who she was, and what she was.
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Forum: 1x1 Interest Checks
Once again. I am alive and I shall Be searching once again. Bump
( DUe to life issues. I won't be able to be on for a few more days. sorry for the lack of a response)
( DUe to life issues. I won't be able to be on for a few more days. sorry for the lack of a response)
Sorry about the delay. been busy
" Why would I drown myself in defeat when I sell my land and give it away for the greater good? I can make a difference. With you I know that now. " He took her hand and kissed it gently. "There is no problem. If you leave right now I would not stop you, However I do ask you take something as a token of my appreciation." He smiled again, moving to a large lock box in the corner of the room. He opened it and a plume of dust came out, leaving the man coughing. " Whew that has been opened in a while." Coughing again he pulled out a golden cross with an x through the - of it. " It belonged to my dad. He was cast out as a martyr long before his death and he gave it to me. Take it so I may have the strength to fight the church."
Issachar knelt on the ground and laid the sword in front of him. So they had the same fears as humans did about them. What a fucked up world. With a sigh he stood up and started to walk away. " I'm sorry for disturbing you, young witch. I feared for my life when I saw you to be honest. We have the same stories of witches kidnapping kids and eating them. Leading men astray in animal forms before sacrificing them for their blood and body parts. " He glanced over his shoulder and gave a warm smile. " I thought they were all lies and now...I know so. Please if anything, can we just talk. I would like to clear away some misconceptions between our races. even if they stay between just us." He stopped and sat down on the dirty ground, not really minding if his clothes got dirty." He calmly moved his hand out in a wide arc to kinda say that she could sit if she wanted.
"I am also sorry for sneaking up on you."
"I am also sorry for sneaking up on you."
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Suggestions/Problems
How does an ability to sort pms for those that rp in the pms? Just an idea to make responding easier and the pm area look cleaner
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