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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2017 12:46:17 GMT -5
🎵whitetail-Brill mkay, here we are! Do you want to put up descriptions before hand or describe through rp? |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2017 16:05:48 GMT -5
okay that works! Can you start? I'm a bit busy |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2017 16:18:42 GMT -5
would you prefer my character to be a vampire or werewolf? |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2017 16:51:53 GMT -5
{I'll do a vampire then}
Thomas couldn't remember the last time his Clan was allowed to even have a drop of blood. While they were not well known amongst people, they were known in the government. Well, they were anyway. The Clan wanted to stay hidden, and that meant feasting on animals rather than humans. But recently food has become more scarce. They were not nomadic people, they stayed in one place. They had established houses, families even. But time was running out. They needed blood, and Thomas can't sit by and watch them starve. So here he was, in the city, waiting for someone who looked about the right size for the right nutrients. His crimson eyes studied passerby, his hands by his sides as he walked. Thomas seemed to tower over most, being 6'2", and was rather pale in comparison. But these people wouldn't pick up on anything, they merely avoided him.
Well, most of them did. One girl didn't seen to realize what she was doing and walked straight into him. He was fine, however, the girl landed on her back. "Oh, my apologies." He said simply before lending a hand to help her out. That was when though, that he realized her size. She was not muscular (meaning the blood wasn't bland) she wasn't heavy (the blood won't be too sweet), and her age seemed to be just right. If Thomas can figure out a way to take her to his people, they could surely keep her around for blood. |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2017 17:40:13 GMT -5
"I consider myself a night owl." He shrugged with a small smile across his face. Making sure it wasn't large enough for her to see his fangs. "I was wondering if you could give me directions to someplace, now that we've ran into each other." Thomas gave a embarrassed chuckle, "could you walk me to it?" |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2017 19:19:05 GMT -5
Thomas looked like he was critically thinking, his crimson eyes downcast. But once he picked his head up a small smirk spread across his face. He didn't answer her question, only her by her hand and pulled her into an alleyway just a few feet to his left. "Someplace you'll be for eternity." He finally spoke as he pressed her against a wall, making sure he was pressed against her as to not let her escape. |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2017 19:19:24 GMT -5
I hope you feel better soon |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2017 21:05:19 GMT -5
Thomas didn't react to the cut she had made. The only way to kill a vampire was anything to the heart. And piercing it for that matter. So no blood flowed from the wound. "It still wouldn't hurt." He chuckled before pinning her arm against the wall, and then the other. "Now you're going to do as I say, before I kill you right here, right now. Is that understood?" Thomas didn't like doing this, taking her away from everything she had known. But he had people he was closer to that needed his help, and unfortunately, Thomas didn't know this girl well enough to sympathize.
{Lol} |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2017 22:06:36 GMT -5
"you're making me waste my time." He snarled before tilting his head and swiftly biting into her neck, deeply, hungrily. Who could blame him? This was the first time in so long since he had human blood. Everything else he ate was demeaning animals such as squirrels and deer. After he had enough to not kill her, but certainly make her very dizzy, he pulled back. "My friends will certainly like you." |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2017 22:25:20 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2017 3:30:31 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2017 3:36:45 GMT -5
okay. It's like 0330 here lol, so my apologies if this is a crappie starter |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2017 3:44:11 GMT -5
Vampires weren't particularly strong, so to carry this young woman through the city and back to his Clan while trying to be not noticed was quite difficult. Perhaps next time he'll think things through a bit more. But nonetheless, he was home. In his home to be exact. It was a Victorian Era style house with antique furniture and the like. His people hadn't been furniture shopping since then so it was quite logical that the furnishings would stay that way. Not only that, but they were off the grid as to not be detected. Surely this little human would find that interesting. For now, he placed her in his cellar. While it was quite cool in there, he wasn't too cruel and decided to put a space heater where her bed was. But before he left her to figure out what happened, he sat on a chair, facing the bed that was - in his opinion - in crappy condition. Perfect for a hostage though who he was letting sleep on it |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2017 7:10:40 GMT -5
Thomas raised his eyebrows when the girl actually woke. He was quite sure she wouldn't wake up until much longer, but at least that meant he didn't drink as much blood as he thought he did. "Good morning. He said with a small smile, whether he was trying to be polite or not, Thomas didn't even know. He just knew he was tired.
{Lol, we'll see how that goes} |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2017 14:16:36 GMT -5
"in a cellar of course." Thomas said smartly and leaned back in his chair a bit, his hands behind his head. "Whiskey?" He offered with a chuckle and motioned to the barrels on the other side of the cellar. Yes, he kept whiskey, but who didn't? Whether it be in barrels, cans, or bottles, everyone had whiskey somewhere. |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2017 15:33:17 GMT -5
{do you think from now on you can make your replies a little longer? Not much, just two or three sentences. I'm trying to give a proper response back and I have a hard time doing that with short responses}
"Suit yourself." He shrugged with a not very emotional expression. After a few moments of silence he broke said silence with a sudden question. "What's your name? I'll introduce myself if you're curious enough. After you answer that is." His question wasn't really a question in that sense, more of a demand, but she had no logical reason to refuse to give him her identity. |
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