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A small group of college students take a trip during Spring Break where madness ensues. This is not your average Spring Break, filled with partying and alcohol. This small group looking for a break soon finds that they are being hunted by something they've never seen before. It is up to you if you have friends in the group, what secrets you hide from the others.

Let it be known though, people will die but not all that are dead are lost.

I have intentions to use online dice rollers and other 'games' (like hangman) to make decisions. Rules and decisions to secure exactly how this will work is still up in the air and will be discussed in OOC thread when this is created.

I haven't seen much of these kinds of RPs around. Leave a post here if you are interested. I'm looking for about 3 or 4 others to join in the fun.

This will be High Casual to Low Advanced.
Mulan Wu





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Age:
24

Affliation:
Good

Magic Capablities:
Mulan possesses no magical abilities.
Weapons:
Mulan has multiple weapons on her person at all times. These include a large katana, a jian, multiple throwing knives, a dagger that sits on her hip, and six hidden daggers.

Strengths:
Mulan is highly trained in multiple different close combat weapons as well as hand to hand combat from her time in the army along with her father's own teaching. She is also well versed in archery and other projectile weaponry. Despite her small size, she can easily take on stronger and larger foes as that was how she trained in the beginning. When stripped out of her armour, Mulan is lightfooted and incredibly quick, able to move almost silently and undetected by those around her.

She is also very intuitive and thinks quickly on her feet. Mulan can fit seamlessly into society as both a woman or a man which is helpful for the rare times that she feels the need to disguise herself as either or.

Weaknesses:
When in her armour, she is more protected but her movements are inhibited and louder, forcing her to shed the material if she wishes to continue forth unheard.

She is quiet short and light which, though she has been trained to work around it, does often put her at a disadvantage.

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Brief Bio:
To protect her aging father, Mulan masqueraded as a man for years in the Chinese army as they fought the war against Shan Yu and the Huns. Despite strugging in the beginning due to her smaller size, Mulan worked hard to strengthen herself and her abilities and soon gained the respect from the men and became one of the best soldiers in her unit.

When the war came to an end, Mulan returned home, turning down any offers from the Emperor to remain as advisor or a concubine. However, upon her return home she felt herself growing restless after such an active time in the war and found that she was unable to sit still. She decided that it was time to leave her family once more and dawned her armour as she began to travel the world, helping those in need in wars that were not her own.


Clementine rested her head against the window of their black sedan as they drove through the woods to their final destination of the Academy. The trees blurred that the speed they were moving at and Clementine didn't know hoe she felt about speeding off to the school. The place was bitter-sweet for her, although it was more bitter than sweet most days. The only thing that was good about the place after all was Dylan. Clem had the chance to see her now and again through the summer, since their parents were best friends, but she saw a lot more of her best, well only, friend during the school year.

She pulled her head away from the window when she felt a hand in her hair and turned to look at her mother, who was now running her fingers through her daughter's curly hair, "How are you feeling?" Serena asked her quietly.

Clementine shrugged, "Same as usual..."

Serena sighed and wrapped her arms around her daughter, "I can feel your sorrow, love."

Over the years, due to her and Sebastian's bond, Serena had become very aware of what were her feelings and what were Sebastian's or now Clementine's. Clementine couldn't exactly hide her emotions from either of her parents, not with her dad being able to see her aura and her mother being able to see in her father head. Then there was the fact that her father could see into her own head as well. Ultimately, Clementine didn't exactly keep secrets from her parents, which had started to cause problem with the three of them in the recent years. The younger girl sighed and pushed her mother away before looking back out the window, "I just don't like coming here," she said quietly as they drove through the gates and up the driveway.

When the car stopped, she pushed her door open before any of the guardians could do it for her and straightened her dress. She moved to pass the guardian who had walked over to open the door for them but she didn't get far before he grabbed her shoulder.

"What? No hello?" Clementine turned to look up at the guardian speaking to her, Gunner Marks, the man that was basically an uncle to her. From what she knew about him, he was a guardian that could do no wrong. Finished top of his class, joined the Elites, and now was raising Dylan with the help of his soulmate Anna Ross. Of course, that had come by by the less conventional means when Gunner was turned and went Strigoi... but he was even good at being evil and was one of the most dangerous Strigoi people had seen in years despite only being turned for a few months. This man was everything that people wanted out of a guardian and he was everything she was not... Everything she sometimes wished she could be. She gave him a small smile before she gave him a hug, "Hello Gunner."

He smiled down at her, returning the hug, "Hello Clementine. Let me grab your things out," he said before walking around the back of the car as Clementine's parents got out. With ease, he grabbed the majority of their things in his two hands and pulled them out... Then there was Clem who had basically struggled carrying her own bag alone... she sighed, her mood decreasing slightly as she felt a little more useless as the Dhampir she was supposed to her. The academy liked to make her feel useless though. She was still forced to take combat classes despite her always being at the bottom of the class every year. The Dhampirs liked to mock her for that, it didn't help that Dylan, a moroi who should be weaker than her, was excelling in Dhampir classes. It wasn't her fault though, she spent a lot of her younger years in and out of the infirmary as people poked and prodded her. There was a full year of school when the teachers had to come and give her a solo lecture because no one wanted to risk getting her out of bed. She wouldn't lie though, that had been her favourite time at the academy due to the fact that she wasn't around all the students. There were less emotions that were thrown at her, it was a shame when they found out about giving her blood transfusions at the end of the year. That all being said, Clementine was behind... To far behind that there wasn't a chance of her catching up with the naturally enhanced students that she was supposed to be or Dylan who had been basically taught by the two best people in the business for her entire life. She sighed which caused Gunner to turn and look at her, "Dylan was off to the gym this morning, I think. Although, I believe Ross went to go get her... she'll probably make her way here," He told her before he turned to greet her parents and take them to their room.

Clementine sighed and rubbed her hand over her arm slightly before she walked over to the near by bench. She took a seat on the bench and took a small brown journal out of her pocket along with a gold pen. She wrote often, it helped her escape her own head a little, cleared her thoughts. Not to mention, it helped Pass the time as she waited for Dylan.
Sure c:
Teens I think
Esmeralda Lovel ~ Present Day ~ The Pride Lands


Esmeralda and the other dancers were led out to a small platform that looked over the arena. The women all seemed rather excited about whatever was about to happen, just as the rest of the crowd was. Stepping forward to see what was happening she watched as five women were walked into the arena before they were placed around a sword. Esmeralda felt her heart clench in her chest as she caught on to what was happening. She looked around the arena at the people chanting and applauding and felt her stomach twist. These people had be raised or taught to care little about a human's life... She wondered if they even cried when loved ones died if they were so ready to watch death for entertainment.

She could hardly watch at the women fought and tried to distract herself by speaking to another woman, "Why... Why does this happen?"

"The Pride Lands is overpopulated. It's just a way to deal with that," The woman replied candidly before going to cheer on whatever woman or lion she chose to cheer for.

Esmeralda shook her head, killing five women pregnant or not weren't going to fix any kind of overpopulation. It would be a mere dent in an ever growing problem. She took a step back when the 'game' finished, the women all dead, and allowed for her place to be filled by other dancers eager to watch what ever atrocity was to come next.

The pounding of feet and fighting almost drowned out the sounds of the cheering when the men began to fight. Esmeralda only caught glimpses of the massacre between the heads of the women in front of her. She was not weak of stomach, she had seen death before. She had killed before but she had never seen it happen and be cheered about. That was not the King's doing though, this had to have been engrained into the people long before he took the throne. This was a history, something people grew up watching and allowed for their hearts to harden at the display.

She let out a small sigh when it all ended, glad to be allowed to leave the arena. She had seen enough death for today....
Nah, it's fine. Taiga will just refuse :P
Haha, I want to give BlackCat a chance to post before I reply. Also, there is a bit of a problem considering Taiga can't go get Mav or Shik.
@Skepic That is quite alright.
Opal grinned when Vara agreed to allow her to eat some of the bacon. Opal would have made her own, were she tall enough and knew how to make bacon. Clinging the box to her chest she followed Vara to the table and placed the cereal box on it before retrieving to bowls from the cupboard with the help of a step stool. She placed the two bowls on the table and carried the large jug of milk over before she hopped up into her sit.

She smiled at Vara, "Thank you," she gestured to the things she had gather, "Cereal?"

As she was making up her own bowl of cereal, she heard voices coming from the front room. She looked at Vara and asked warily, "Do you think that's a customer?"


~

Taiga looked between the two of them before she rested her eyes back on the woman, Hanna, "Government or not, guns are still not allowed with in the store. Some of our shifters have had very traumatic experiences with humans and previous owners due to gun or weapons of the sort. I will not put any of these shifters in a position in which they feel uncomfortable or threatened as it could endanger everyone in the store if they were to react."

She crossed her arms, "I am more than willing to allow you to search the store as you please but you will have to leave your gun in the car... There are children here, if not for the shifters well being, at least don't traumatize them."

Taiga stood her ground, she wasn't very fond of UCCU and all that they did keeping shifters as slaves. However, she knew that Mav and Shik would be unhappy if she didn't play. Although, she knew they would be just unhappy if she allowed for someone to even step near on of the shifters while armed. She smiled at them both, "I will be more than cooperative any weapons are off the premises.
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