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Oh Waiter! They're Gone! (Supernatural RP)

Nixon was quite surprised by the sudden spear in his chest. When he found himself suddenly on the ground, all he could really say was, "OOOOWWW!" Nixon looked up at Mason and blinked behind him, folding his arms. "Really? We're back after an entire year and that's the welcome I get? Really I thought you people had some kind of courtesy, instead I get a freakin' chain in my chest for making an assumption! And come on, it might've been accurate! Or was it your boyfriend? You're not gay are you?" Completely forgetting what Mason did in the last minute to him, Nixon turned and looked over at Ryan. "And don't YOU dare pull a weapon on me, there was an evil mist guy who looked like he really wanted to bash your face and I did stop him...it...her?...no...him before it happened!" He waved at Kate who was still standing where he stabbed the false Anthony. "Don't worry, we led these people here. I don't THINK they'll kill you."

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Perrin looked up from his notepad, hearing several people speak in the large cell. He set his pencil down, watching everyone around. He hoped there would be no fighting. All of them were weak enough as it were and fighting amongst themselves would just make them weaker to their torturers. Maybe they're just trying to spare each other the pain and misery this place gives, Perrin considered. The hunter shook his head, rejecting that thought. No one was fighting yet, but it was all he could speculate on for the time.

Oh Waiter! They're Gone! (Supernatural RP)

When the rifle almost impacted Ryan, a blade emerged from Anthony's chest. Anthony fell to the ground, fading into mist. Nixon stood grinning with a blade protruding from where his left ring finger should've been. "Right, I think the loss of my finger was definitely worth it for this thing! Well, kind of, it is a bit harder to write..." Nixon closed his palm and the blade sheathed itself, going back into a mechanism on Nixon's wrist. The vampire looked around at everyone, folding his arms. He looked inquisitively at Mason who was holding Pain, not understanding what was happening at all. "Uh, is this supposed to be a thriller moment of fighting people or the sad dreary part of the fallen lycanthrope girlfriend? That is his girlfriend right?"

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Anthony appeared out of the forest next to Zhalia, giving a slight wave. "Hi there, are you looking for someone?" Anthony pressed his hand on his chest and his form changed, morphing back into the trickster Hammond. "Well it may be me. Long story short I need some motivation for everyone else, and you seem to be a good candidate! Why don't we have a little trip together? Here, you don't even need to be awake for it!" Hammond opened up his sleeve and shot out sleeping gas. "You know this thing is very useful. And don't worry, your friends will come after you soon, of course after they deal with my illusions and we'll be long gone before then."

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The Manager looked away from his computer desk and smiled and Hebi came in and jumped on him. "Ah, there you are!" He exclaimed. The Manager's phone ringed but he ignored it, paying attention to his adopted daughter. His brother should be answering for him anyway. "How are you dear?" His work had increased dramatically after the event last year, but he still had lost most of his contacts. There had been no new shipments of humans and he was losing his guests. Fortunately, he still had a large amount of revenue and could keep himself and Hebi afloat for another two hundred years.

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Oh Waiter! They're Gone! (Supernatural RP)

Samuel is accepted, just remember to acknowledge all the weaknesses when they're used against him, and be mindful of his power.

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Hunter Leader
Name: Philipp Orlano
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Weapons: Standard hunting rifle and silver dagger.
Bio: Philipp has been hunting for approximately 12 years now. He hardly tells anyone the reasons how he started out and he's only told several. The only detail that he ever lets out about it was that it was the day he found out how to kill a vampire. After that, he joined a hunting group with his brother and started his new life. Philipp learned a lot from that group and even created his own sketchbook on the various supernatural they hunted. He had actually enjoyed the new group he had been with for a while, but after an attack from several lycanthropes, Philipp lost his brother and several other friends. The remainder of the group separated, all going their own ways and not wanting to stay together for fear from remembering.
Personality: Random and witty when he's off work. Gets dark and unmerciful when he's hunting.
Other: I love it when fire melts ice.

Creature CS
Name: Hammond Strin
Nickname: N/A
Age (appearance/actual): 32/423
Gender: Male
Species: By definition a witch but he prefers to be called a trickster.
Weakness: Any splintered wood creates a severe injury and causes his blood to boil. A stab through the heart with it would kill him.
Powers: Able to create illusions which includes Glamour on other supernatural. Able to create time traps, loops, and aging. Can also create hexes to curse others.
Performing role/Primary Position: Glamour Controller
Secondary position (Optional): Stage Hand
History before circus: Hammond went on a lovely adventure in his life as soon as he mastered the arts he practiced. From placing petty humans in time traps, making others go mental, and seeing how quickly they could be driven insane, Hammond thought he had it all with his powers. His experience from hunters proved otherwise though. Hunters found out his usual spot he like to stay at and almost killed him, just several inches away from his heart. Hammond barely escaped, and has been trying to find a life without hunters.
History in circus (Unless just joining): Hammond became a way for supernatural who couldn't hide their identities to join the circus. With his spells in Glamour, he quickly became very useful in adding new additions. Hammond joined the circus just a year after it had begun, and decided to stay with it since it was a nice place to protect against hunters. He causes his own pranks several times, but he tries his best to obey the rules, and so far he hasn't killed anyone, which is always great progress!
Personality: Extremely wiry, hyper, and has a really sick sense of humor.
Appearance:

Performing appearance (if wanted): N/A
Other:

Name: Nixon Anderzel
Nickname: N/A
Age (appearance/actual): 20/278
Gender: Male
Species: Vampire
Weakness: Normal vampire powers, and the ones from him blink ability.
Powers: Other than normal vampiric powers, Nixon's able to teleport, or 'blink' as he calls it, up to 10 feet away from himself. He's able to go through walls and people, but using this ability too frequently (more than six times a day) puts a harsh drain on him. If there's any counter-magic going on while he's blinking, Nixon will never return from his blink.
Performing role/Primary Position: Magician
Secondary position (Optional):
History before circus: Nixon hasn't had the best life out of everyone. Born in the town of Salem several centuries ago, Nixon's led a twisted life after he realized his abilities and potential. After working in a hotel in America for several decades, Nixon abandon the place and went exploring in Europe. There he continued he dark life, starting random disappearances in several towns and making people turn on each other. When he found the circus however Nixon decided to stay there for a bit after hunters almost beheaded him.
History in circus (Unless just joining): Just joining.
Personality: People find out what he's like very quickly when they meet him.
Appearance:

Performing appearance (if wanted): N/A
Other: I love melted ice.

Oh Waiter! They're Gone! (Supernatural RP)

Anthony backed slightly up as Mason's bullet hit him in the shoulder. He dropped the cut rifle and felt his face as Mason's knee slammed into it. Anthony stepped back, dipping his finger in the bullet hole, encasing it in blood. He took it back out and licked his finger, seeming quite satisfied. "Heh, wrong one. Sorry!" Anthony waved and suddenly turned into mist, fading away. Another Anthony appeared next to Ryan, waving right before he jabbed the butt of his rifle at Ryan's face.

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Perrin looked over as several guards bashed into the room. The hunter backed away, not knowing what was going on. The guards grabbed them both and dragged them both out of there. Perrin had barely enough time to grab his pad of paper as they closed the door behind them. Wonderful, the director really loves changing the scene... Perrin thought.

Once thrown into the cage, Perrin quickly got up and looked around. Cage, wonderful. What's their brilliant idea this time? Have us slaughter each other? He wondered. The hunter's eyes went over everyone, but from the year (well for him it had been far more than just a year) he had lost recognition of pretty much everyone he knew. Perrin grabbed his pad and took his pencil back out, crouching into a corner space so he could write.

Oh Waiter! They're Gone! (Supernatural RP)

Mike the Bloodwolf said
Then I don't know what else to put. Samuel is built so that only supernatural items or being can hurt him

Then he is overpowered because humans can't do anything against him. He needs an a general weakness against a certain element and the water doesn't count since you said it needs a large force. If you change it like I suggested earlier about water that'd be much better.

Oh Waiter! They're Gone! (Supernatural RP)

Mike the Bloodwolf said
Golden Stake maybe?

He needs to be weak to a certain element, especially with the kind of power your character has. Pretty much everyone race has it anyway, lycans are poisoned by silver and vampires are dealt great pain when cut by steel.

Oh Waiter! They're Gone! (Supernatural RP)

"What do you do with a drunken sailor? What do you do with a drunken sailor?" Anthony had stopped his whistling and begun to sing as he reloaded his rifle with a new magazine, firing several more shots. "What do you do with a drunken sailor? Early in the morning." Apophis opened its mouth as Pain crunched down on the snake and immediately disappeared, its appearance flashing back onto the sword. "Shoot him through the heart with a loaded pistol. Shoot him through the heart with a loaded pistol." Taking advantage of Pain in front of him distracted, Anthony aimed down and fired at the wolf. "Shoot him through the heart with a loaded pistol. Early in the morning." He cocked his head at Mason and continued onto the next verse. "Slice his throat with a rusty cleaver. Slice his throat with a rusty cleaver." The hunter ran at his sword and picked it up, sheathing it onto his belt. "Slice his throat with a rusty cleaver. Early in the morning." After firing several more times, Anthony ran to the nearest alleyway, the rest of the song echoing. "Way hey and up she rises. Way hey and up she rises. Way hey and up she rises. Early in the morning!"

Oh Waiter! They're Gone! (Supernatural RP)

Yes, since hardly anyone is posting for the prisoners it's being moved on. Jae, we can still do a collab if you want.