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The Lane family is...unusual. It is hard to say what exactly keeps them from being jailed or sent to a mental facility the majority of the time. They have their own ways and srick to them, fighting each other constantly bit bonding when they are attacked from the outside. They are scattered all overbthe country, and the five siblinfs take turn caring for their youngest sister Thea. Thea at age 20 is a wild card, has no idea whay she wqnts to do with her life, and is a psychological mess. Can you handle Thea? And more importantly, can you handle her siblings?
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Your character is a vampire hunter from an ancient line of hunters. He himself has much expreience in his born duties and has the hides of a good number pf the cursed creatures nailed to his wall. One day he tracks down a young but elusive vampire and wounds her badly. For some reason or another, he spares her...
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After years of trying to get over the girl of your dreams, with friends trying to throw women at you in an attempt to get you to socialize, you finally decide that it's time to move on, so you head to the bar down the street, a hopping place with any number of hot women looking for something to do with their Saturday night.
You meet a girl who seems pretty fun, upbeat, and down for some fun. One thing leads to another and you go home together. In the dark room you only feel a wonderfully shaped, if somewhat thin body. But morning comes, and you see her lying gracefully in your bed, with scars over her body. You wake her up and ask, and she laughs it off and changea the subject. She refuses breakfast and leaves quickly, and that seems to be the last you'll see of her.
Weeks later, you meet again, and this time you're determined to figure her out....
Pm me if interested! I prefer to rp over email but will do it here as well
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Your character is a vampire hunter from an ancient line of hunters. He himself has much expreience in his born duties and has the hides of a good number pf the cursed creatures nailed to his wall. One day he tracks down a young but elusive vampire and wounds her badly. For some reason or another, he spares her...
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After years of trying to get over the girl of your dreams, with friends trying to throw women at you in an attempt to get you to socialize, you finally decide that it's time to move on, so you head to the bar down the street, a hopping place with any number of hot women looking for something to do with their Saturday night.
You meet a girl who seems pretty fun, upbeat, and down for some fun. One thing leads to another and you go home together. In the dark room you only feel a wonderfully shaped, if somewhat thin body. But morning comes, and you see her lying gracefully in your bed, with scars over her body. You wake her up and ask, and she laughs it off and changea the subject. She refuses breakfast and leaves quickly, and that seems to be the last you'll see of her.
Weeks later, you meet again, and this time you're determined to figure her out....
Pm me if interested! I prefer to rp over email but will do it here as well
After years of trying to get over the girl of your dreams, with friends trying to throw women at you in an attempt to get you to socialize, you finally decide that it's time to move on, so you head to the bar down the street, a hopping place with any number of hot women looking for something to do with their Saturday night.
You meet a girl who seems pretty fun, upbeat, and down for some fun. One thing leads to another and you go home together. In the dark room you only feel a wonderfully shaped, if somewhat thin body. But morning comes, and you see her lying gracefully in your bed, with scars over her body. You wake her up and ask, and she laughs it off and changea the subject. She refuses breakfast and leaves quickly, and that seems to be the last you'll see of her.
Weeks later, you meet again, and this time you're determined to figure her out....
Pm me if interested! I prefer to rp over email but will do it here as well
You meet a girl who seems pretty fun, upbeat, and down for some fun. One thing leads to another and you go home together. In the dark room you only feel a wonderfully shaped, if somewhat thin body. But morning comes, and you see her lying gracefully in your bed, with scars over her body. You wake her up and ask, and she laughs it off and changea the subject. She refuses breakfast and leaves quickly, and that seems to be the last you'll see of her.
Weeks later, you meet again, and this time you're determined to figure her out....
Pm me if interested! I prefer to rp over email but will do it here as well
Sin simply nodded in answer to his question. Now that she had found him, it was her bound duty to stick to him, a looming presence for thw rest of his life. Which shouldn't be too long.
"I woild like a drink," she replied quietly. I kmow of a good place. I will take us there." With that she reached out and touched hus arm with the tips of her fingers. Then, with world seemed to vanish and reappear in the settinf of a quiet bar several miles away. Sin was no longer half clothed in rags, her three tattered wings and scythe were gone. She was now just a pale, tired looking young woman in jeans and a sweater. "This is my favorite place. They distill their oen alcohol
"I woild like a drink," she replied quietly. I kmow of a good place. I will take us there." With that she reached out and touched hus arm with the tips of her fingers. Then, with world seemed to vanish and reappear in the settinf of a quiet bar several miles away. Sin was no longer half clothed in rags, her three tattered wings and scythe were gone. She was now just a pale, tired looking young woman in jeans and a sweater. "This is my favorite place. They distill their oen alcohol
Sin looked down at the handle of her scythe and her long, thin fingers which held it steady. This was going to take a while, especially if the demon was going to continue in belligerence.
And as a reaper of souls she couldn't actually kill him. So that meant she would have to follow him, long and patiently, until the death which Fate had declared for him came. And he was going to deny it. "As you wish," she said quietly. "I will wait."
And as a reaper of souls she couldn't actually kill him. So that meant she would have to follow him, long and patiently, until the death which Fate had declared for him came. And he was going to deny it. "As you wish," she said quietly. "I will wait."
Thea took her time walking to him. It would have been quicker to appear directly in front of him, now that she knew exactly where he was, but she felt no need to rush.
Therefore she took the stairs of the building, her weightless form not breaking through the rotting steps. Until she reached him. Slowly she walked to him until they were a mere ten feet away and then stopped. Her wings still hung low to the ground and her scythe was trailing behind her with a ominous scrape.
"Death aays your time is come soon. I'm here to collect your soul when it does."
Therefore she took the stairs of the building, her weightless form not breaking through the rotting steps. Until she reached him. Slowly she walked to him until they were a mere ten feet away and then stopped. Her wings still hung low to the ground and her scythe was trailing behind her with a ominous scrape.
"Death aays your time is come soon. I'm here to collect your soul when it does."
Bump
The demon sensed her. Back in the earlier days of her career, when she was restricted to harvesting the souls of humans, she would take them without warning. But non human creatures were different. For this demon she was required to face him off and demand his soul in the name of her master before she took it. And it was hard work.
So with a dead lock on the demons life force, she followed him. It didn't matter where he went, she would be able to track him down. He had changed course, and assuming he'd sensed her, she walked after him, tattered wings hanging from her shoulders and dragging on the ground ominously.
"There's no escape, demon," she said in a low voice that somehow seemed to echo like a sour breeze throughout the night.
So with a dead lock on the demons life force, she followed him. It didn't matter where he went, she would be able to track him down. He had changed course, and assuming he'd sensed her, she walked after him, tattered wings hanging from her shoulders and dragging on the ground ominously.
"There's no escape, demon," she said in a low voice that somehow seemed to echo like a sour breeze throughout the night.
Cold. Dispassionate. Unbiased. Strong of heart and mind and will.
Sin was everything a Reaper was expected to be. She was more than that, she was the most effiecient, capable Reaper Death had in his command. However, that was just the issue. At any given point, Sin was never quite in her master's grasp, always there was something that made her toe the line.
And with a series of warnings, she was given one last chance. Capture the soul of a rampant demon or be outcast and bereft of her duties for the rest of eternity. That did not sit well with her.
So it was a Sin who was highly intent on her job who appeared suddenly in the garish night of a bleak and ugly city. For it was here that her acute honing senses had led her, and it was here that she would prove Death wrong. She could be the greatest Reaper he'd ever created
Sin was everything a Reaper was expected to be. She was more than that, she was the most effiecient, capable Reaper Death had in his command. However, that was just the issue. At any given point, Sin was never quite in her master's grasp, always there was something that made her toe the line.
And with a series of warnings, she was given one last chance. Capture the soul of a rampant demon or be outcast and bereft of her duties for the rest of eternity. That did not sit well with her.
So it was a Sin who was highly intent on her job who appeared suddenly in the garish night of a bleak and ugly city. For it was here that her acute honing senses had led her, and it was here that she would prove Death wrong. She could be the greatest Reaper he'd ever created
Sin
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