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Current I may not come back. It was nice playing with you all. I wish you all good lives.
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4 yrs ago
The fires of hell did not kill me.
7 yrs ago
No shoes no shirt and I still get service WHY?!
7 yrs ago
Too tired to post.
8 yrs ago
God told me, I've already got the life.....

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@Remipa Awesome

*bites Hank*

Ahem, is Hank going to join up with the Covenant?
hold his breath.


....in space. ... IN SPACE! >.< Sigh I give up.
@BlackPanther I can't find your CS, but I'll look again after this. Personally, I'm not going to have Mithias be a member of Covenant. Mostly because they are pretty much solidly human in this storyline. however, I may have him as a contact for them. I just don't trust any group of humans have too much power over my life....
@ghastlyInc The good news is you basically get to design your own vampire bloodline and traits. Try us.
So how many of us can survive the vacuum of space? If Zuriel went through an airlock and had to venture int he void to enter the next ship, a few of us may have a problem with that.
Individuals involved in this reiteration of Blood Compact rp: Myself, @Shikaru@The Grey Dust

How in the fuck the world of Blood Compact works:

"Long ago" humans and vampires both inhabited the planet. Humans are presumed to have evolved as per normal, yet the exact origins of vampirekind remain a mystery. Vampires plagued humanity all over the world for probably multiple thousands of years, maybe tens of thousands, we don't know. Many cultures considered them myth and legend only or were ignorant of the supernatural in general.

Vampires did at some point grow too numerous and ended up being "discovered" or recognized by humanity as a real thing. Older, wiser vampires, began to realize that vampire-overpopulation would become a problem for them.

Eventually, we're saying somewhere in eastern Europe in the dark ages or middle ages, humans figured out what vampires were and that they could be hunted and killed. The "Covenant" was formed as a secret society to protect humanity. Their goal was to basically kill all vampires and supernatural threats, and they were successful. The Covenant kept the population of younger weaker vampires suppressed, often clearing them out of a locale entirely and allowing the human population to grow.

Elder vampires were ok with this, so long as they were powerful enough to live beyond the Covenant's reach, as it kept young upstarts from killing too many humans and competing for territory. Nobody wants a noob punk warlord rising up in their backyard. So, the Elder vampires kept themselves hidden and allowed the war between the high-generation vampires and the Covenant humans to rage on in the foreground. Generally, neither the Covenant nor common vampires know anything about the Elders.

Most humans in the world don't know anything about vampires or the Covenant. Although some peopl might believe in vampires.

The modern-day Covenant mostly consists of the human descendants of previous Covenant members. Being a vampire hunter basically runs in families.

A few hundred years ago, an attempt was made to end the secret "Night Wars" between the common vampires and the Covenant/humans, and an agreement referred to as the Blood Compact was made. The low-level vampires (not the Elders) agreed not to commit at least mass-slaughter or attempt to overthrow humanity's dominance of the planet in return for not being hunted to a man/vampire. Neither side was to be allowed to wipe out or forever dominate the other and certain legal stipulations were penned, such as not blithely murdering vampires, not sireing fledglings, etc. You could probably make up the gist of the thing.

The Blood Compact has been in effect ever since, with much more peace resulting. Vampires seem to be almost forgotten in the public eye as long as they keep their feeding under control. The Covenant sticks around to make sure the Blood Compact gets enforced.

Truely Elder vampires don't really give a fuck about any of this. All they care about is maintaining their own secret empires and fending off each other. They are cowardly and value their immortal lives and frankly might just be too lazy to involve themselves in politics. Chances are, we will never see them. Just know they exist in this world, but your character probably has no clue.

Suddenly Magnus comes along.

Magnus, seemed to have popped up out of nowhere, powerful as hell and just as crazy. He is an older vampire who suddenly decided to flip the bird to the Blood Compact and round up an army of the weak and young common vampires to join him. Nobody expected this. The Covenant wants him dead. The Elders are probably peeved as much as they are entertained by his antics. The naive young vampires probably think he's a god and want to join his effort to take over the world. Have fun.

Werewolves. Think of them as a tribal society that has been living in the shadow of humans since the dawn of time. They are not great human-fans, what with human pollution and overpopulation of the Earth, but that doesn't necessarily make them friends to vampires. They will probably join any side that suits them on an individual basis.

I am awake! Let's do this.


Xepherial didn't resist as he was taken off the ground again, yet his eyes never left Lucius' until the needle would reenter his neck and blacken the light once more. There was no point in yelling, screaming, fighting, talking. What would he have said to the brother that simply chose not to throw his life away? Acceptance was painfully clear in his hopeless stare. They had failed. It was over, and it was always going to be. All that was left for them now was to face the shame of still being alive. Any and all hope was dashed to pieces and mocked in its deathrows. The glory that all space marines strove for had been unceremoniously sacrificed to pragmatism. All that was left was this painful, burning shame.

Xepherial, once proud son of the Lion, had given up. Yet, even bearing this disgraceful failure, he lived, going on like a metaphore for the broken Imperium itself. When he awoke, he found his armor had been put back on him, and he could no longer see the stitchings and scarred flesh that branded his front. The armor was still damaged, but not beyond repair or worthy function. He looked around to see that he was indeed where he still remembered he had been. Recent memory flashed back quickly, followed by a surge of erratic emotion and denial. Quickly, he ceased this line of thought, focusing only on the present. Something was happening.

This time, Xepherial decided, he would try to think before he acted. Whatever his judgements about the ork, the dark apothecary, the Emperor's Child... Xepherial looked around for someone else he had seen... whatever his judgements, he would have to wait for his information to be complete if he was going to be at all productive. There was a bolter in his hand again. ...odd. All his servoarms also worked. Also odd. Little did he know he had anything plugged into the back of his skull. He felt so mentally sluggish.

Bravis and Vedius seemed to be watching him carefully as he stood up. Xepherial kept his bolter down and seemed to be assessing the situation. He turned his head toward Lucius, still not knowing his name, but recognizing him. The new monster that had been Xepherial the techmarine said nothing, red optics steady.

I'm sure there are simple ways to get out of the ship.
I'm going to write an OC post that clarifies on the workings of the world, probably tomorrow night. It will help people make characters and decide where they are going to fit in and what they're doing.
I will get to posting Wed.
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