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crasyman_2002 Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 12:23 pm
First of all seeing as this is my first RP in a long time, I just want to let you all know the setup of this one.
I am going to display a few stats for the RP (followed by the Rules) and then begin with the starting story. Then I will list some common words/phrases that will be used in this RP that you may not know of, followed by the list of characters. After that, I will begin to RP. (after my character profile of course)
Anyone is welcome to join in as long as they do not destroy the RP for others.
That said, here is the RP's Stats.
Year: 1910
Date: Saturday October 13th
Location: Krory Mansion
Weather: Light winds, Cloudy Sky
Temperature: Cold-Warm
Current Time: Night. Around 11pm
General Notes: Anyone in Krory Mansion is either a Vampire or a Blood Donner. This RP can be Mythological, so it may include dragons and magic etc.
Rules:
1. Obey normal Forum rules
2. NO BUMPING!
3. Do not god-mode. No body can be invincible.
4. Do not use excessive vulgarities
5. Do not "stir up s**t"
6. Do not leave one post then never post again.
7. Do not try to control other characters
8. Do not side swap (e.g. "I am evil...oh, evil is not winning, now I am good")
9. Do not spam
10. Do not double post (Except for the first post)
11. Use "OOC:" when posting out of character.
12. Make your first post your character profile.
If you do not abide by these rules you can/will be banned from this RP (all posts removed) or even the whole Guild. (So don't ruin everyone's fun and your own)
Story:
The main story begins in the Krory Mansion.
This Mansion belongs to a long line of noble Vampires.
Arystar Krory, the Mansion's current master uses his crypts to house new vampires and vampires that have nowhere to live.
The Krory Mansion sits on top of a large hill surrounded by a thick forest.
The forest leads to many small villages.
Most of the vampires in the area have moved to the Krory Mansion however some still live in the villages in their own homes.
RP Terms:
Cattle: Another name for humans. (mostly used when vampires plan to feed on them)
Crimson: Another name for blood.
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 12:24 pm
Characters:
Arystar Krory: crasyman_2002
Sakura: putz6
Missy Marie: Celestial Ice
The Fog Walker: Death Mayko
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crasyman_2002 Vice Captain
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crasyman_2002 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 12:25 pm
Name: Arystar Krory
Occupation: Mansion Owner/Creature of the Night
Age: ??? (its been too long for him to remember, over 500 years)
Build: Slim yet Muscular
Height: 5'7"
Description:
Arystar has crimson colored eyes and black hair. His body is pale and he wears a black suit.
More Info:
Arystar lives in the crypts of his mansion. He is very intelligent and it shows when he takes charge.
He leads the vampires of his mansion and the vampires of the surrounding area yet acts as their friend rather then their leader which causes problems some times.
Powers:
-Quick Movement: can escape someone's grasp, to catch him you must trap in a cage of silver or covered in holy water, garlic and quicksilver.
The powers Below have not yet awakened within Krory. (Hidden Powers can not awaken DURING battle, unless they are revealed ahead of time)
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 12:27 pm
Deep in the crypts of the Krory Mansion lays a coffin at the far end of the main crypt. The coffin is marked with the Krory family crest along with many other nondescript markings that have faded away.
A pounding sound comes from the coffin getting louder and louder until suddenly...
*BANG*
...the lid of the coffin flies off and a shadowy figure sits up out of the coffin.
"That was one scary dream, so many people..but NO BLOOD!"
He shutters.
"Ok Everyone I am up now...LETS HUNT!"
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crasyman_2002 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 12:44 pm
Name: Sakura
Race: half cat girl, half vampire
Age: 19
Appearance: She has shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. She wears a black tube top, black skirt, fish net stockings and black knee high boots. She has black cat ears and a black tail. She wears a black collar and on the collar are 2 jewels which she can transform into swords (see other).
Abilities: She can control both fire and water, as well as teleport and she knows various martial arts.
Other: Has 2 swords (1 controls fire and the other controls water).
Also turns into a black cat if she doesn't get enough blood.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 5:16 pm
Name: Missy Marie
Race: Vampire
Age: 150 in looks however only 19
Build: Curvy yet looks somewhat slim.
Height: 5'8
Description: Missy has dark amber eyes, her hair is long almost to her mid back. It is deep brown with red streaks running throughout it. Around her neck is a black collar with a tiny silver lock that no one can remove accept for one. Most often Missy is seen wearing a long black skirt with amber trim. Made of satin it flows to her feet however has to slits up either side up to her hips, allowing for easy and quick movement. Her shirt is a single piece of wide satin tied around her chest.
Other: Missy has the ability to create fire, in fact that was how she murdered her previous master, the one who had created her. After murdering him Missy fled from her clan and found a mansion. The owner of it Arystar. Apart from Arystar Missy no longer trusts male vampires, in fear that one may come and provide the key to her collar. If that were to ever happen she would be then under the control of her previous master's son.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 5:46 pm
Missy laughed as she heard Arystar's comment about his dream. Previously she had been tapping her foot waiting for him to get up. She had become accustemed to waking earily with her previous master, it was now a habit she could not get out of. "Where are we off to tonight?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 6:06 pm
Looks at Missy.
Looks at his foot.
Looks at Missy again.
"My foot hurts...Anyways I thought we'd hit the town..which town? I am not sure. I cant choose, these towns are filled with good cattle. Shall we go to, Shen, Chadenhal, or Tibiadale today?"
He looks at Missy as he directs his question towards her.
"Now a lot of the cattle in Shen has sweet blood where in Chadenhal they have a nice minty flavor, and in Tibiadale...well its just has a lot of cattle of various flavors."
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crasyman_2002 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 6:12 pm
Missy rolled her eyesm "I think it would be best if we hit Tibiadale tonight. I am in for some flavor...of a different sort." A slow smirk crossed her face. Missy slid a peice of her hair behind her ear that had fallen out of place. Looking up at the ceiling she smiled, "Ready when you are."
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 6:28 pm
"Sounds like a plan, lets find out who is coming with us and then we will head out."
He raises his voice to almost a growl.
"BLOOD HUNT IN TIBIADALE, WHO'S COMING?"
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crasyman_2002 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 7:03 pm
Sakura kicked the lid off her coffin, "I'm definitely coming!" she got out of the coffin and streched. She created a small ball of fire and started to play with it waiting to see if anyone else was coming.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 8:40 pm
Name: Harth Casca Ehine.
A.K.A: The Fog Walker.
Race: half giant.
Sub. Race: Soul weaver
Job: Assassin"I kill any thing, anywhere as long as the pay is good."
Hobbies: Honing his gun skills, knife skills and dance skills. Training new fog souls.
Weapons: Two colt .38 speacial revolvers (eight shot,alternating round) Six throwing knives (vained with quick silver and bleeders poison)
Height: 7' 3" Weight:350lb
age: 1868yr. Born: 42 A.D
Bio: Harth, Son of Casca, was condemed to his fathers fate, A fate to walk the world for all eternity. In this infanite time Harth had served with variouse nations. He served with the mongolians during there raids, became a slave of the Japan, particapated in americas revolution and many earlier occupations. His thousand plus years of life give him experince in many differnt arts and magics but he mastered only one "Soul Weaving" the ability to take the souls of whom he kills and fashon them into what ever he desires. Unlike many other masters of this art (they normaly fashon there souls into weaposn and armor) Harth Casca Ehine forms them into his fog. Harth also sings at a local tavern call 'Clicks saloon'.
Description: Harth is a tall large built man, his body thick,muscluar and rippled with scars of his past. He wares Black straight leg slacks with white striped black suspenders. He had a marron silk shirt and a matching black sharp shoulder jacket, A silver hankercheif folded in the jacket pocket. He has pale smooth skin soft green eyes and beep brown hair. His face like a granite statue, looks as if he smiled or shown emotion it would crack. Loftly placed on his head at a slight angle was a metalic black fedora with a silver band and small red feather in it. He wore two belt loosely around his hips, holsters dangleing freely and bullets lined the smooth dark tan leather. His style , fifties mobster, he was way ahead of his time. (I hope one of you have read 'Casca the eternal')
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 4:35 am
OOC: I can't say that have, but it sounds interesting if you have based your profile.
Missy started walking to the stair way, moving slowly seeing no real point of going in a hurry.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 6:02 pm
Harth strolled the streets, the cool night air of an eternaly dark city stood odly still. The shadows around the corner kept a normal man paranoid, the lurking muger was going to get him. Not Harth though, he walked with out fear or panic nor did he mind the stillness of the air or lurking of the shadows. He walked calmly, his black dress shoes clacking a repetitive march down the street untill it slowed and then halted all together. Harth came befor a a old building a tavern in modern words, he looked up at the name 'Click's saloon'.
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crasyman_2002 Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 8:33 pm
OOC: Remember to use "OOC" like I have done here to separate out of character statements, I have edited your posts already just remember to use this in the future since single and double brackets are used in RPs a lot and have seen many people mess up an rp because of it. Also remember to separate out of character statements with a line break. Its also handy if you choose a different color for out of character statements but is not required. Sorry for such the hassle but I like to keep the RPs so that everyone can read them and do not get confused and quit (I've had it happen before and I'll tell you it really messes up an RP and half the time you have to scrap the RP because of it). So I am just trying to make everything run smoothly. Sorry once again if this is an inconvenience but thats how it has to be.
Arystar looks around.
"Only you two tonight? Well I guess its not like we need a whole pack to take those cattle down."
Arystar chuckles lightly to himself, and then ascends to the top of the stairs, finding himself in the Main Hall.
He then suddenly swings his hand violently to his right into the darkness and pulls his hand back holding on to the shirt's collar of an unknown man.
"Vaden, what have I told you about sneaking around here when I am up?"
(Vaden is the mansion's...for lack of a better word...Butler. He is the only one in the mansion that is not a vampire or a blood donner. He is man looking in his late 20's yet he is really over 900 years old. He is the only elvish man around these parts and has worked for the Krory's for centuries. He is an assassin/marksman/cook/maid, and he is very good at balancing a plate with his nose [which oddly comes in handy a lot]. Vaden loves to sneak around the mansion since he has not assassinated someone in a long time and has a massive blood lust. If you met him in a town you would think that he is a kind man due to his constant smiling which gives him the upper hand in most situations.)
Vaden looks at him with a mischievous grin.
"Sorry sir you know me...its a bad habit. I have not killed in a while so I must always hone my skills. By the way sir...is that a gray hair I see?"
Vaden points to Arystar's head.
Arystar tilts his eyes up but then remembers dumbfoundedly that vampires do not get gray hairs. He looks back to where Vaden was but somehow he had replaced himself with a broom.
"Vaden, thats not funny."
He sighs.
From the darkness Vaden's voice comes:
"Sorry once again sir, but you know me I love to kid you around...its been centuries since you were turned and you still forget that you are a vampire some days...I just find it funny."
Arystar sighs again frustrated with Vaden but he knows its true, some days he thinks he is still human yet he KNOWS he is a vampire, and one of the great vampire lords at that.
"Well Vaden can you get my coat from upstairs, we are going to Tibiadale tonight."
Suddenly a black coat falls on top of Arystar.
"I thought you might need it sir."
Vaden's voice comes from the dark.
"Right well I guess we are off then. OK you two we are leaving now. LETS GO!"
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