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So, since I was not able to join as Louis in the other Role Play, I’m making my own!
So, I’m doing the whole plot thing too, I need people to join as characters, and we can start when we have, at least, the main ones.
So, here is the plot, sorry if its kinda sad, I’m trying really hard to think of a good one:

So, Louis is not living with Lestat right now, they got into a fight and Louis is on his own in living in New Orleans. They had gone to visit together. Louis has been there, alone for about 2 months now, he hasn’t heard form Lestat and doesn’t even know if he is even still in New Orleans or not, but suddenly these mortal corpses are starting to show up. All the bodies are drained of blood, so obviously it is a reckless vampire, a rough if you will. Well, the rough is not alone, he is getting other rough vampires to join his side as they are starting to wreck havoc on the streets, not just in New Orleans. Calls from everywhere have been showing up, Washington, New York, Texas, North Carolina, everywhere that there have been mysterious kills no one can explain. So, the vampires are starting to worry. They all need to figure what they are going to do.

Anyone can help with ideas too, cause I kinda threw that loosely together.


Need of/ have: * Means I don’t know a lot about the character, so if you tell me please

Lestat: Kishomi

Marius: Madame Isabella

Armand: Zayroen

Daniel: imadoki_idgit

Louis: Caras3us

Nicholas: Claudia de Lenfent

Pandora:

*Quinn:




Posting Order:

- Caras3us
- Claudia de Lenfent
- Kishomi
- Madame Isabella
- Zayroen
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(Wonderful ^-^. Now, I'd like to atleast get a Lestat and maybe a Marius too, I'll play the rouge vampires if I have to, but I'd like someone to help me play some of them too.)

(all filled! Let's party!

It certainly was a dark night in New Orleans. There was almost no moon in the night’s sky, which ment the starts were gleaming more than ever. But it wasn’t just that, the night was more intensified before there was almost no one outside. Now, that in itself was odd. It was only eleven pm, where was everyone?

They were all inside. Either, in a bar, if they really wanted to go, in a hotel, or cowering in their homes. Reports on the news have made people scared to go out at night. There was a new rule passing over the state, no one could be out past 11:30pm, at the latest. Not everyone listened to the new rule; some thought there wasn’t any real danger.
But oh, how they were so very wrong. On the news, news reporters have been showing pictures of bodies, lying on the floor, completely drained of blood. The faces are stone white, and are in a twisted horrified look. Sometimes, police would even find bodies were the killers got messy and it looks like they were killing for fun. The bodies would be missing a leg, and arm, or the body would be completely diced up, and they would not even be able to identify the person. There were some seriously twisted killers on the loose.

But, since this all had been happening, people have been getting suspicious. All the bodies found we drained of blood, and they all had puncture wounds somewhere on the body where the blood was drained. People were whispering the word ‘Vampire’
But, of course, this made things a lot harder for Louis. The vampire strolled down the street, hands in his pockets of his black jeans. He was clad in a loose fitting light blue cotton shirt. It was the beginning of the winter season, so he was thankful. That ment, people wouldn’t think as much when they saw his pale skin, they would think he is cold.
His strides where slow, as he scanned the street for anyone. Anyone at all. Ever since this new rule came out, he has been finding it harder and harder to find food. He had already not eaten in two weeks; he wasn’t sure how much long her could last before people started thinking other thoughts about his pale skin.

His emerald eyes scanned every store, any alleyway, anything. But no one was out. He also had to look out for the police; he did not want to get into any trouble. But he was sure that would not be too hard for him.
But then he suddenly caught a whiff of something. It was.........blood. His steps quickened, as he feared for the worst. But walked faster and faster until he was running, not really intentionally. He stopped on the right of an old building, and looked down the alleyway. It may have been dark for a mortal, but Louis could see perfectly. A man was lying on the floor, coughing, and convulsing. The man was older, in his 40s. He probably was walking home from the bar, because Louis could also smell a small scent of liquor. But, the man was gargling, choking on his own blood. There was a large gash on his neck, where his jugular had been completely torn out and the blood was seeping onto the floor. But that is not what Louis was focusing on.

There was a women standing over him. She was bending her knees, and leaning over his chest to lick at the blood while the man tried to scream, but choked on his own blood. The women had long white-blonde hair, and she only looked to be nineteen. The man twitched on the floor, and suddenly choked out a load of blood that hit the girl on her side, but she did not even twitch. But she suddenly froze. Her whole body just stopped moving, and she looked almost like she was a statue. Special ability only vampires can do.

The women slowly lifted her head, and her piercing purple eyes gazed at Louis. Louis just stood there, returning her gaze. The women suddenly went even paler than she was. She could feel Louis’s presence, and Louis knew she was young. She could not have been older than seven months, at most. This girl could feel that Louis was very old, and she suddenly bared her fangs and hissed at him. Then she fled. She straightened up, and just ran for her life.

Louis had no intention of following her; he wasn’t planning on killing her, what would be the point? But Louis looked down at the man, watched as the man convulsed some more, and then he looked like he was trying to breathe be couldn’t. Louis walked over to him, knelt down beside him and looked into his eyes. The man had terror and fear in his face, but he suddenly stopped moving, made a crackling noise, and then his eyes closed and he died.

Louis was so hungry, but he knew better than to drink dead blood. He had done that once before, the outcome wasn’t pleasant. But, at the least, Louis had to do something with this body and he needed to talk to Marius about this. He knew there were other Vampire in New Orleans, and they were the ones causing this trouble. Louis picked the body up; he knew there was a stream near by. He dumped it in there. Louis watched as the body sank to the bottom of the murky water, and let him to the water animals to deal with. Right now, he had to find the others, or anyone but Lestat.

Louis had had a fight with Lestat, they had lived together for about 2 months but as usual they get to each other’s throats, and Louis will just end up leaving. So, Louis wasn’t even sure if Lestat was even in New Orleans anymore, and he did not really care at the moment. But, he wanted to see if Marius was near by, he would probably know what to do.

(Fin! Lol, sorry, I kinda was getting into it....... biggrin Have fun!)

Golden locks fell over the crystal eyes of none other than Lestat. That damn Louis ran away from him again. Of course it was because of his many troublesome whiny moments about how he should act.

If he stayed in Louisiana he was most certain to run into Louis whether he wanted to or not. Anyways, he needed a vacation. Why not treat himself to sunny California? Yeah, right. Travel was never an issue for him, especially now that he had a decent sum of money from his Rock Star escapade. Thats been blown at the casino, because hes in Vegas right now in a cheap hotel, lying in his boxers on his bed flipping through the only six channels on a crappy tv set.
Being away from Louis has affected him a little, it does get lonely at times.

No matter how boring hes usually found the news channel, the latest stories have caught his attention and hes kept up with good interest. Apparently theres been a string of murders, ghastly, almost...vampiric mutilations in New Orleans. The city is in outrage and smothered in fear.

"Stupid younglings..hah I wonder how Louis is taking this?" Lestat scoffed to himself.

He turned off the television, rolled over, and went to sleep as the sun broke through the black sky.

Armand's eyes lazily slid open, lashes framing them as he gave a sigh into his dark room. He lay on a plush bed, heavy thick curtains surrounding hte four sides of hte bed in hte middle of hte room. He stood smoothly, striding over to the window to throw back the curtains and watch as the stars came out. He sighed again before he turned to dress. Pulling on a pair of black leather pants nad a silk tp he sliped from his small modest home, wasnt wise to stay in houses that attracted attention after all. he wraped his top of the line trench coat around himself as he went, eyes tracking things in bordem. Something HAD to be done about hte rash of thses worthless fledglings. If he found hte one that was creating them all, that creature would pay

(Oh well. A lot of people vanished. It's strange.)