Vinsanity

Colonial Powers NRP (Reboot/New Thread)

I am interested...would look to be a smaller power in the beginning. My ruler would have been a former Captain of a super power who had gone Rogue and ended up pirating for years until finally settling down and claiming ownership of a vast amount of land near the sea and opening his shores to other pirates as a safe haven, only if they decide to join his cause.

To Lund ap Lunds [ Early Middle Ages NRP ]

Interested! If a map could go up that would inspire me for some ideas as to what to build in this world. Enjoyed the post.

Essence of the World II: Tears do Fall

24 hours after the killings

Tristan slammed his head on the counter a few times from lack of sleep and the fact that he had just murdered two of his closest friends. Not only did he murder them, but he then proceeded to stage the entire event as an accident. He turned the gas on from the stove and then turned the microwave on. The two ignited creating a seemingly large explosion which would have emergency personnel flock to the scene and investigate after they controlled the flames.

Tristan's things would all be burned, his friends would be burned, and his memories of his past life would all be burned. He was now trying to figure out what to do next, he was a vampire...he did not want this...he hated this...earlier in the day he had a gun inside his mouth, cocked and loaded, but something inside him forced the hand down and the gun to fall to his side. A little after that he found himself where he was now, inside the place where it all began.

Looking for a direction, a sense of purpose, because whatever he was meant to do as a human was no longer an option. He could not kill himself, and he could not bare to live as thing he turned into.

"Well hello cutie, have I seen you before?"

Tristan turned to look where the soft voice was coming from, when he did her face captivated him for a second as the eyes looked endless and her lips so perfect. He quickly found that their was something familiar about her, something he already knew about her, he had met her before...she was her!

He wanted to hit her in the face, take a big bite out of her neck, show her what she made him but he knew they were in public. He needed to approach this gently but before he could she already invited him to a private booth. He accepted...he needed questions answered and maybe even killer her after they were.

Once they reached a private room, there were three other individuals sitting inside, all of them had liquor on the table and cups of red in their hands. As soon as the door shut, Tristan couldn't wait any longer,

"What the fuck did you do to me!?"

The woman kept walking toward the comfortable looking couch and sat down crossing her left leg over her right leg. Her hands folded in front of one another and rested on her lap, shaking some of her hair back away from her eyes she looked at the seat in front of her to signal she wanted Tristan to sit down.

"No! Not until-"

"Tristan...you will sit, I understand you have questions, but first show me some respect, after all I gave you a gift."

She smiled with pride,

"Fuck that! I killed my best friend, I killed his girlfriend, and I'll end up having to kill again because of what you made me! Because of you I have noth-"

"Everything...yes your friends are unfortunate, yes your old life is gone, but you have been gifted with a new life, a life that you can control, you are stronger, faster, and in every way more superior than any human being."

"I didn't ask for this! I never asked to be superior than anybody!"

"Oh...no? Last night...it sounded as though you did want this, you said you were bored...bored of the mundane routine that was your life."

Tristan was drunk, he liked his life...right? He was comfortable, he had what any man at his age could want. Job security, youth, friends, pot, alcohol, a choice in women...then again it was his choice in women that created this huge mess...or was it a mess now? Yes! He had fucking killed his friends!

"Cat got your tongue love? It's ok, meet me here at this address and we will discuss how to...what's the word I want to use, adjust to your current needs...I promise you will learn to embrace this change."

She waved her left hand as a man approached the table with urgency and placed a piece of paper down in front of Tristan and pushed it closer to him. The man lifted his hand up and walked away, the woman hinted for him to open it and then spoke once more.

"My name is Alice Pandra, some will call me Scarlet...I will see you at that address."

The man came back over and signaled Tristan to get up and then the man escorted Tristan out of the room. The door was shut behind Tristan as he exited and all he had was an address. He did not like where this was headed but quite frankly he had no choice. He was going to be found for questioning eventually, he was already a vampire, and he did not have nearly enough money to keep a float for more than a few months. It seemed the address was the only option, what did he have to lose?

Essence of the World II: Tears do Fall

I can post again, just wanted to give everyone else time to get their introductions in, I am excited to see everyone's...but also anxious to continue.

Essence of the World II: Tears do Fall

It's all good, just glad I didn't miss anything. What makes the realms so different with the current knowledge now?

Essence of the World II: Tears do Fall

I fixed the pic link I believe and am glad stepping out on a limb is welcomed. She can be from the Western realm although I'll admit I don't know too much about any of the realms. I looked for it on the site and could not find anything.

Essence of the World II: Tears do Fall

This character will debut in my next IC post with Tristan, she will be a major character to his development so I figured I would see if she could be approved first before my next post gets here.

Scarlet Queen

Name: Alice "Scarlet" Pandra
Alias/Nickname: The Scarlet Queen
Age: 28/Over 3,000 years old
Race: Demon
Appearance:
Social Status: Warden Class
Relations: None
General Activity: Founder and Owner of "Scarlet's Desires", a beauty line that has revenues in the millions.

Abilities:

Sanguine Fire: The ability to raise the temperature of blood to a boiling point in which will then ignite into flames. She can do this with blood coursing through the body; but only when making contact with her victim, or ignite blood that has left the body through simply wishing it so.

Scarlet's Blades: Alice can force 8 bone like limbs to erect from her back like spider legs that will appear black with four being one the left side of her back and four on the other side in a vertical pattern, at the end of these limbs are sharp points in which she can stab and slash at her prey.

Irresistable Trap: A sticky saliva can be secreted from Alice's mouth onto her tongue, the tongue itself can expand to reach at about 8 feet. The tongue is the strongest muscle in the body which allows her to hurl objects, people, demons, and angels with just the use of that one tongue...oh my...it can also glue prey to the environment around.

The Truth Lies: Alice has a toxic venom that if bitten by her, you will begin to experience a "change in scenery". Think of a bad acid trip that never seems to end...yes...that toxic.

Viral: Alice has the ability to infect others with her bite if she desires them worthy enough to be apart of her Coven. She drains a potential person from their own blood and then secretes it back into their blood stream once it has mixed with her own. This transforms the victim into her very own vampire, sharing many connections and even being able to telepathically hear her wishes.

Telepathy: She can communicate via mind to only those who share a strong connection to her blood, these vampires are typically overseers that resided in her manors and are the managers of the Coven members.

Equipment: She has a Rare Red Gem that houses the essence of her brother, it said that she killed him in order to achieve great power but ultimately could not absorb his essence over guilt. It is a reminder to her that a clouded judgement can have a permanent impact.

Personality: Alice is feared by her peers and respected by her kind and for good reason. She is generous and caring to those who deserve it in her eyes and you will know whether you are worthy or not, because if you are not, only red will be seen in your future. She is cruel when it comes to those unworthy and she shall show no mercy.

Biography: Not much of her actual history is known but what is known is who she is today and the accomplishments she has been able to place on her belt. She is the owner and founder of one of the most successful beauty companies in the world. Lingerie, Perfume, Make-Up, Nail Polish, etc, she has mastered the women's accessory line and dominated the charts when it comes to revenue. In the media she is generous with her money, charming to her clientele, and delightful to look at for the world. What people do not know or at least the general public is that she also runs the largest vampire organization in Kenan called the 'Coven'.

The Coven

The Coven is a large organization built by Alice Pandra that is made up of only vampires. These vampires all share the same blood as Alice. Alice has made sure not to allow any other vampires inside her company who do not share her current growing bloodline. The coven is employed by Scarlet's Desires ensuring the coven is well paid, well fed, well trained, and well watched, this is to keep her kin out of trouble and out of the spotlight from authorities being human or angel.

Coven Hierarchy

Elders - The oldest and strongest in the Coven, they were Alice's first humans turned vampire and have remained loyal to her for thousands of years. They are the head of the manors but do not live under the same roof as the manor they are in charge of. They also act as Alice's business advisors and each own a share of the company. (6 exist in Alice's coven)

Prelates - Courage, loyalty, and reliability, they will one day rise to an elder as they are the protégés of a specific elder. They stand as role models to all members, especially for lower ranks. They are not quite Coven management, but leaders of the lower ranks, and are expected to act like it. (6 exist in Alice's Coven, each serving a elder)

Overseers - Strong leadership potential and qualities are seen here. Rank is near to that of Elders, and should expect to start experiencing the pressures and responsibilities of a leadership role. They run the manors daily operations and make sure that the residence maintain discipline throughout their stay. They are in direct communication with the Elders. (12 exist, 2 in each manor, 6 female, and 6 male.)

Adjutant - Members of the coven who have shown they can be trusted and given more responsibility, they aid the Overseers in managing the residence and making sure that they are doing their duties. Adjutants are trusted to punish if necessary but must report all incidences and punishments to the Overseer for review. (Vary in number but typically anywhere between 20-30 hold this rank.)

Enforcers - Team leaders of the Coven, they are assigned missions or projects by the Adjutant and given a team to carry out the mission with. Enforcers come in all different shapes and sizes and each one typically has a specific skill they are good at.

Vyres - They have shown they can be trusted, they have a bit of training under their belt and are beginning to prove themselves more and more every day. They can be tasked with solo missions or are at times placed on team with an Enforcer to get a job or project done.

Novice - They have just joined the coven and are tasked with simple duties such as delivery services within the Coven, and customer service when working at Scarlet's Desires. They must learn the ins and outs of the Coven, all the rules, and truly be there whenever called upon. Novices reside in the manors and go through a 6 month training period, they will then move out of the manor and into a community where neighbors belong to the same Coven. They must still continue their studies and training at the Manor for another 6 months, with a new batch of Novices. After the first year, they are tested and then put through graduation where they will become a Vyre in the Coven.

Sentry: These vampires have exceeded in combat and have mastered their art quite well. They do not fall under the normalcy of the hierarchy for they are their own entity within the Coven. Tasked with protecting and escorting V.I.P.'s of the Coven, to leave their dignitaries side is only by death or reassignment. They are always equipped with the most up to date weaponry and gadgets.

Liaison: Individuals who serve the Coven but are there for teaching and recruiting purposes only and do not fall under the normalcy of the hierarchy. They can be vampires, humans, or angels, but they are there to transform a Novice into something more note worthy. They teach the way of the Coven, fighting techniques, and even help new Novices dive into their abilities manipulating essence.

Coven Manors

Alice has built 6 manors which are similar to a church or university , it houses important vampires that have large responsibilities within the government of the Coven. It is the gathering place for Alice's vampires that are inside the manors territory. It is where rituals are held for vampires who believe they are ready to evolve with the essence they have consumed, and it is seen as the ultimate safe haven.

The manors all have very expensive and elaborate fencing around their perimeters, landscaping is designed in such a way to improve security measures. Advanced security systems are installed to make sure even the smallest of rodents can be seen trespassing.

Manor Rooms

Ground Floor - Lobby, Kitchen, Dining Hall, Gym, Training Room, Social Room, Extensive Library
Second Floor - Male Dorm Rooms on right side, Female Dorm Rooms on left side.
Third Floor - Male Overseer room and office on right side, Female Overseer room and office on left side.
Basement - Armory and Garage
Rooftop - Helicopter Pad

Essence of the World II: Tears do Fall

Debut IC is up, excited and looking forward to interact with whoever my character comes across in the future! Few more posts to really set him up for some life changes and overall demeanor adjustment.

Essence of the World II: Tears do Fall

Alley of Adrianna's in Kenan

His eyes rolled up...the sun was unforgiving as its energy shot rays of light and warmth from its essence down upon the young man below. He was laying in his own piss and puke, his head ached from what he assumed was a good night of drinking. Although never had he ever found himself this lost after a late night. Then again, never has he ever turned 26 before and maybe drinking like he was still 21 was not a smart choice on his behalf. His eyes were glazed and his finger nails were noticeably dirty as his hands reached in front of his face and planted into the ground in order to support his body weight up into a sitting position. What happened last night?

Still dressed in his old clothes, with only one shoe on his foot he decided to take another step toward putting this night behind him. He situated himself to his knees and then forced himself up using his legs. His neck was sore and when he ran his hand to check the spot where it was sore, only a scab was there. He felt something off in his stomach but pushed the thought of throwing up to the side and began his walk of shame back home.

He was at Adrianna's Bar & Grill, he came here frequently with friends to shoot the shit after work and drink. What made this night any different besides for it being his birthday night. As he walked in the direction of his apartment building he stuffed his right hand in his pocket and took out his wallet which surprisingly was still intact. His drivers license, cash, credit cards, and other sorts of cards were all still in their respective places. He wasn't robbed...then why did he feel as though he had the shit kicked out of him.

He hobbled his way up the steps to the 5th floor of his apartment complex, room 504. Taking his left hand he clumsily shoved it in his left pocket and began crawling around the inside to snatch the keys resting at the bottom. He took the keys, slid them through the lock, and unlocked the door, while doing so his roommate swung the door open and yelled his name,

"Tristan!"

Tristan instinctively brought his hands to his ears, "Dude, my fuckin' head hurts, try not to scream like a little girl when you see me Kyle."

Kyle was Tristan's friend since college, they both decided to room up together when they were offered jobs in Kenan. Kyle moved first and then Tristan only a few weeks later, but a majority of the art on the walls was done by Tristan himself. Kyle was an engineer and a good one, but his lack of experience has had him working for a firm instead of owning his own.

"Sorry man, I just didn't know where the hell you were, and typically you do not stay over when you meet a girl, she must be something special...or you just couldn't get enough I guess, just glad your alright."

Tristan did not understand what Kyle was talking about, all he could remember was waking up in a trash filled alley with one shoe and dirty from head to toe.

"Kyle...what are you talking about...what happened last night?"

Kyle took a second and scanned Tristan from head to toe,

"Fuck dude, you don't look so good, are you saying you don't remember?"

Tristan made his way to the couch and plopped down with no regards to controlling his own bodies fall. He placed one hand on his forehead and the other supported him on his knee.

"Kyle, I woke up in the back alley of Adrianna's...I have been lying in my own piss for who knows how long, and my head feels like a hammer is beating it. I can only remember leaving work, heading here to shower, everything else is a blur."

Kyle's jaw dropped, "Holy shit...well go take a shower, get off the couch, and I'll explain everything up until you left."

Tristan wanted answers now, but Kyle was right, he needed food in his stomach, water in his body, and above all else sleep, but there would be time for that after he showered and got everything else done.

Wiping himself down Tristan was feeling slightly better, his stomach was still growling from no food and the head ache although weakening was still very noticeable. He made it to his bed room before collapsing on the bed, the room was spinning and so was his mind. He just had never felt so out of control before, it was a place he did not want to be for long and so seeking answers was necessary. With whatever strength he had left, he clothed himself and exited his room and made his way sluggishly with heavy feet to the island in the kitchen. There lay a large plate of eggs and toast, without talking Tristan immediately began crushing his food.

"Yeah, figured you were hungry, here is some water for that head ache."

Kyle handed over a tall glass of water and ibuprofen in the other hand,

"So what do you remember?"

Tristan continued eating his food and when the question was asked he took a few more bites and then placed the fork down, "I remember showering and getting ready for the bar for my birthday, after that...I don't remember anything."

"Jesus...well we were waiting for you at the bar and you arrived just a few minutes late, we had the first round of beers ordered and ready for you when you came into 'The Stone', we began drinking and just talking about a bunch of different shit and then we realized once we had a few beers in us that the bar we were at wasn't exactly full of life."

Tristan began eating again after swallowing the ibuprofen and drinking some water,

"We made our way to 'The Broken Mug' and then hopped over to Adrianna's, it was here where you met some chick while heading to the bathroom...I don't know...you were so drunk it was hard to understand you but it seemed like you were having a fun ass time."

Tristan choked on a piece of egg from eating to fast and coughed it up into his mouth and then swallowed it back down,

"You ok?"

"Yes I am fine...continue."
"You left with her dude, straight up dipped, you obviously asked for our permission to leave first so it didn't seem like you were ditching us, but it was your birthday...we weren't going to cock block you."

Tristan pushed the finished plate to the side and his head slammed on the table,

"You let me leave...completely hammered, with a complete stranger, who you never once even saw?"

Kyle smiled, "No, we saw her man, that's why we let you go home with her."

"Kyle! I didn't make it to her place! What part of waking up in an alley do you not understand!"

"My bad, I'm sorry, I mean you're fine now and it's not like you're body is cut open and your chilling in an ice tub."

Tristan wasn't even about to reply to that comment and instead thanked Kyle for the meal and headed back to his bed room. Sleep...sleep is what he needed, he'd sort everything else out after sleep.

Reflection of Mystery

Tristan's eyes opened from his slumber, palms were sweaty and his face was flushed with red. He was already on his knees but where he was had been the question, he rose to his feet only to be greeted by his reflection staring back at him.

"Hello Tristan!"

Tristan was taken back by seeing himself and before he could speak his thoughts were interrupted by the reflection.

"Welcome Tristan, Welcome home!"

Tristan was very familiar with home and this place, the place he was in now was not all home. It was cold but he was warm, it seemed empty and distant but he was present and existing. The place he was in right now did not make sense in his head at all.

"I understand! You areeee Confused! Don't be, just accept what is here and believe it is home! I promise you that it will give you everything you would ever want!"

"I don't want anything! I want out of here! You are not me, what are you!"

"I am you Tristan, in fact I am you right now! Don't worry, answers will come, I promise, but first...open your eyes!"

The reflection clapped its hands and suddenly Tristan awoke from his bed, he pushed the sheets that were draped over his chest and shoulders off to the side so he could then get up. It had only been 30 minutes since he laid down and he was rushing to the bathroom puking up the eggs and toast. His headache was still present and after he puked he actually felt slightly better but still hungry and weak from insufficient food. Tristan walked to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water, quickly chugging the water, he then made himself a sandwich. Only able to finish half the sandwich he headed to the T.V. to see what was on, nothing...

It was not even 20 minutes later that he found himself throwing up the turkey sandwich he made earlier. Tristan was tired of hanging his head above the toilet bowl and wanted out of this seemingly endless ride of pain and frustration. He wanted his body to slide back into normalcy and unfortunately that seemed like such a distant thing right now.

-knock-
-knock-
-knock-

Tristan's ears picked up the sound of someone's knuckles cracking on his apartments wooden door. Wishing to see no one and talk to no one, he simply stayed put, until another sequence of knocks followed and another and another.

"Kyle! Kyle! It's me Christie!"

Tristan uttered the f-bomb under his breath and gripped the toilet seat until he could muster the strength to pull himself up. Why does Kyle's girlfriend have to be knocking now...he wasn't even home, or at least Tristan didn't notice that he was home.

Making his way to the door he swatted his hand on the handle twisting it and unlocking the door with his other hand. A easy pull toward himself and there was Christie standing in front of him, 5'6", slender build, and just right in all the places that counted. Her hair was blonde with curls and it touched the mid-section of her back, she regularly worked out and it could be seen in her figure. Straight pearly whites with green eyes and a strong head on her shoulders.

"Hi Christie...Kyle isn't here I don't think, and I am feeling like crap."

Tristan just turned around and made his way back to the couch, plopping down once more he threw his feet on the coffee table and just closed his eyes for a second.

"Huh...I tried reaching his cell but no answer, you definitely don't look good, what happened are you hungover or actually sick?"

Christie stepped in and shut the door as she asked her question,

"Christie...I just remember waking up feeling like crap and have been feeling this way all day, so yeah..."

Tristan really wasn't in the mood to talk, his body was aching more than ever but there was something that caught his attention and it happened when Christie walked by him to head to Kyle's bedroom. He could smell something strong, unsure exactly what it was but the scent made him water at the gums and he could feel his upper fangs aching just a bit.

As soon as Christie opened Kyle's bedroom door and walked in, the scent and sensations all left. Tristan could not understand what was happening he just wanted everything to feel better. Christie edited Kyle's bedroom just as quick as she had entered and then walked back out to the living room where Tristan was sitting, she chose to sit on the other side of the couch holding a bowl full of marijuana. She slipped the end of the bowl in between her pink lips and took a lighter torching the marijuana inside the bowl. Taking a big inhale she placed the bowl to her side and then let out all the smoke, after a few coughs she then handed it to Tristan.

"You want some? Typically helps with my hangovers, and well generally everything."

She smiled and seemed to of popped a wink after she asked.

Tristan and Kyle did not smoke as much as they used to back in college but they did share a lot of their stash with one another on week nights when they did not go out. It would be just around bed time that they'd both get together in the kitchen or living room and smoke. An hour later they usually would head to bed.

Tristan gently took the bowl from Christie and took a hit before coughing up a lung and giving the bowl back. Christie moved a little closer to hand the bowl over a second time and when she did Tristan noticed a band aid around her thumb,

"What happened?"

"Oh, my thumb was cut when I was cooking the other night."

Tristan could feel that aroma slowly drip through his nose and down the back of his throat. His fangs began to ache as they did before as the scent returned. This time however the smell was so overwhelming...his eyes locked on the band aid.

"Its nothing to worry about, I promise...see!"

Christie unraveled the band aid revealing a small, but deep cut. Tristan could feel the smell of the dry blood on her skin that has clotted the area in order to prevent future bleeding. He could not understand how he could feel the scent of her cut but something was driving him in to a frenzy. He no longer felt hungry or sick, no longer was he hung over...instead his eyes closed and everything after was a complete blur.

Living a Nightmare

Tristan woke up with zero pain, he in fact was feeling like he was back to normal. It was when he opened his eyes that fear struck him with a bolt of lightning. Tristan's eyes opened wide as he jumped up to his feet and looked down. He had been laying on top of Christie...her blouse unbuttoned and bottoms off. Dry blood dripped from her forearm that lay to her side palm facing up. Another bite was identified at her neck, there were no bruises, no indications of struggle, and Tristan could not figure out what was going on.

He swiftly walked to the bathroom to check a mirror once he spotted blood on his hands. When he looked in the mirror there was dry blood all over his face. Tristan quickly washed his lips and brushed his teeth but when scrubbing his teeth, he noticed his fangs were much longer than usual with a distinct point...that is when he realized

"Holy shit!"

Tristan yelled out loud at his epiphany, Tristan could only assume what had happened, he had heard of these types of incidences before but never in a million years would he believe it would happen to him. Just stories...that's what he thought, they were just stories.

Tristan walked out of the bathroom to examine Christie, standing there was his best friend Kyle Fraye. Standing over his girlfriends dead body, tears in his eyes,

"W-what-"

"Kyle I can explain! Just calm down, it is as bad as it looks but not in the way that you may think!"

"Shut the f-ck up Tristan."

Kyle's voice was demanding, low, and scary, it was the voice of a man who had lost everything and felt nothing. His head rose from hanging low and his hands began clinching and opening.

"Kyle, we were smoking...and then I saw blood on her finger from a cooking cut last night...next thing I know I'm waking up and she is laying right there!"

"Are you serious...that's your explanation!"

Kyle rose his hand and swung at Tristan, Tristan without even thinking or hesitating dodged the punch by blading his body to the right, with his left hand he grabbed the wrist that was now in front of him from the punch. Tristan with his right hand latched onto the trap of his best friend and then he pushed Kyle back. Kyle was typically stronger by a mile, but today Tristan felt stronger. His left foot stepped passed Kyle, and Tristan's right foot came swinging passed and up, then it came down in a pendulum motion, his heel kicking the heel of Kyle. At the same time Tristan would push Kyle's trap with his right hand and pull the wrist with his left hand. Sending Kyle off balance and on to the floor with a loud thud.

Kyle's head would slam into the floor rendering him unconscious and on instinct Tristan followed up with this sweep and lunged at Kyle's neck. His fangs pierced his best friends artery and the warm blood began flowing from Kyle's body and into Tristan's. Tristan tried pulling away, he tried stopping himself the minute Kyle swung, but he couldn't. Something animalistic, something inside him kept driving him forward. More blood shot from his friends neck and the taste filled Tristan with satisfaction. His belly was beginning to feel warm and full as his fill was coming to an end.

It was when Tristan no longer felt he was drinking, that's when he let go...

Tristan shot back on his heels falling to his butt and then backing up into a wall. He could do nothing but stare for the moment. Trembling in his own body he took his hand and began wiping the blood off his chin he had to now figure out a way to clean all of this up. He just needed to first feel his legs again.

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Let's go IC!