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 Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 3:26 pm
Day 1 of Attack
Attention! All warriors, please respond to this urgent message, our priest has decreed that whoever can fight off the invading hordes of vampires is our rightful king...please, all of you, help us!
Day 10 of Attack
The castle is overrun, all warriors still alive, please fight! The holy priest has been killed, and all of the Royal Guard but 43, please.
Day 23
Everyone! Help! Oh, God, They're-...
"The land is in chaos...ruins,...millions dead, dying, burning. The vampire horde that have awakened slaughtered everyone...men...women...children. The transmissions sent out to everyone have been lost, There are only a few survivors..."
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 6:19 pm
This is an RP where you are a survivor from a vampire attack that wiped out many people. This is my first modern/futuristic RP, so don't judge me too much.
RULEZ
-No gods, or children of gods, its happened to me before and the guy that was the son of a god was cheap as ******** so I quit, just... don't do it or I'll destroy you
-I am God, Jesus Christ, Allah, Vishnu, Buddha, and any other god out there so what I say goes in this RP, if I don't agree with you, it ain't gonna fly
-PG-18, as per Gaia rules, really I wouldn't worry about this but Gaia has cybering restrictions, which gets nasty and graphic, so don't do it or I'll destroy you
-you will put a biggrin on your pm so I know you read this or I'll destroy you
- biggrin
-If you do not obey I will destroy you
-and if you are online and have not posted within an hour, I will destroy you, unless nobody involved in the rp are online, otherwise, I will destroy you
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 5:01 pm
PROFILE SKELETON
My name is:
I'm a: (vampire, or human)
My weapons are:
there would be (#) candles on my cake.
If I had a theme song it would be: (song, artist)
Bio:
This is me: (image)
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 5:02 pm
ACCEPTED
My name is: Matt Cho I'm a: Human My weapons are: combat knife, AR23ISR, 9.6 mm Magnum "Terror" there would be 26 candles on my cake. If I had a theme song it would be: The Last Fight, Bullet for My Valentine Bio: Cho was a Corporal in the Marines when the vampires attacked, his unit is well known for being able to survive under tough situations. He began fighting the vampires when he was 23, 3 long years fighting against them and he knows how to kill them well, he seems to be half-vampire due to his unnatural abilities. He is an expert with the standard issue AR23ISR Interchangeable Weapons System (ICWS), and is a squad leader, leading 3 men. His company commander regards him well. This is me:  My name is: Yumi Vile I'm a: vampire My weapons are: My claws and my teeth there would be (19) candles on my cake. If I had a theme song it would be: Through the fire and flames- dragon force Bio: Yumi is a cold blooded killer. She doesn't remember much of her past after she became a vampire and doesn't really care either. She only plans for the future. This is me:  My name is: Luna Night I'm a: human My weapons are: A few guns, knives, a sword, and make-shift bombs there would be (18 and a half) candles on my cake. If I had a theme song it would be: I don't care- Fall Out Boys Bio: Luna's family was killed like everyone else's, but never shows any sign of missing them. She hangs out underground in her hiding place and only comes out when she needs to or when she has the urge to fight. She rarely ever talks to anyone and trusts no one. This is me:  My name is: Sheba Neferti (controlled by booncj) I'm a: human My weapons are: two semi-automatic handguns and a katana. there would be (21) candles on my cake. If I had a theme song it would be: The King, by The RomanovsBio: Sheba isn't a warrior herself, but bother her parents were. They were strick when she was a child, and expected her to follow in their footsteps. She wanted to live her own life, and at the age of 16 ended up running away. The gun skills her parents taught her, though, have saved her life. She managed to make her way to the castle when they called all warriors there. Even though she wasn't one, she wanted to fight to protect what she believed in. In the turmoil she didn't get to see her parents, and is exteremly worried that they've been killed in the fight. This is me: ShebaMy name is Christopher Lancaster. I'm a vampire. My weapons are an M1911 .45 semi-automatic pistol and a Remington 700 .30-06 with scope. Also, if necessary, I can use my teeth, but only as a last resort. There would be forty-six candles on my cake. If I had a theme song it would be Eyesore - Janus Bio: I was infected by what they could call the first contact. I trained with the Navy to be a SEAL sniper, and my unit was attacked by the first wave out of the doors. We were inadequately prepared, and we suffered heavy casualties. Three of us made it out alive, and two died later from blood loss. I survived and went AWOL after what I saw what the scientists did with the bodies. I grabbed my gear and split, placing my clothes on a vampire body and taking a dead scientist's clothes out of that life. Unfortunately, that life caught up fast, and I now have an insatiable attraction to dark red blood. It seems to be the only food and drink I need now. And my handy weapons make it so much easier to get what I want. This is me: One, two.
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 5:40 pm
Matt peeked around the corner, raising his rifle. He eased his way into the open before motioning his squad to follow. Matt pointed at one of his men and pointed to a tower, giving him the hand signal to keep a watch from up there. He pointed at another man, telling him to stay put, watching their exit vector. Cho walked forward, seeing a shadow move quickly through the alley, he rolled, raised his rifle, and the air was filled with the staccato rip of his rifle's 8.2 mm rounds... 32 of them. He checked the mounted ammo counter, 28 rounds remaining in the 60 round magazine. He turned on his helmet's radio, "move up, let's check out that alleyway." He replaced the magazine with a fresh clip and moved forward, kicking the body of the vampire he had just killed.
((by the way, in this RP the vampires aren't super fast or strong, they're kinda like the zombies were on I Am Legend, just to even it out. and another thing is that his gun is not the one in the picture, it looks similar to the Battle Rifle on Halo 3))
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 6:15 pm
Yumi sat on the ruins of some random building, looking for anything worth killing. A dead human body layed a few feet away from where she sat, blood soaked and reaking of death. Yumi sighed and got up ready to go somewhere else where there might be something to eat.
Luna was hiding under a car, reloading her gun quickly. She looked around and pionted the gun twoards a broken window of a pizza shop. A vampire jumped out of the building and she shot it five time before watching it die in the middle of the street. She sighed and climbed out from under the car and walking over to the body.
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Friendly Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 6:21 pm
Matt creeped around a corner and saw a girl near a pizza shop, he motioned his squad to cover him. He ran forward in a crouch, rifle ready, "you, this is Cpl. Matt Cho of the United States Marine Corps. State your name and intentions." He knew she was a survivor, but he couldn't go easy on them, he had had to babysit civilians more than once, and he hated it when they wandered around such a dangerous city. He raised his rifle as a vampire jumped off a rooftop. He fired 13 rounds before the vampire was about to land, he slung his rifle, pulled out his knife and planted it in the vampire's chest as he got close enough. He resheathed his knife and pulled his rifle back out.
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 6:34 pm
Luna looked at the newly dead vampire and sighed before looking back up at the squad of people. "I have no intentions and you don't need to know my name." She said before turning to go inside the pizza shop.
Yumi walked along the streets, stepping over many dead bodies in her way. "It's getting too quiet here." She mumbled to herself.
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Friendly Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 6:49 pm
Cho shook his head, "well base camp is back that way," he hooked his thumb, pointing behind them, "if you need shelter go there." He turned and waved his squad forward, he checked his ammo, they would have to return soon. He searched for another hour, killing some vampires here and there, before returning. He ad just taken his helmet off when PFC Wilson ran in, "Cho! They launched an attack on the base, all troops are ordered to go to the trenches." Cho wolfed down some rations and put his helmet back on before grabbing his rifle. He turned to Wilson, "help me carry this crate of ammo to the trenches." He ran and hopped down into the trenches, popping the top off the crate, and pulling the loading bolt on his rifle before he looked down the sights and began mowing down vampires.
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 7:07 pm
Luna went inside and serched the building before going to the back room. She went through the manager's desk and pulled out some ammo and stuffed it in her bag. She had ammo and food hidden all over the city, just in case she needed to hide out for a while. She left the shop and went to go kill some more vampires.
Yumi went into a ally where she was jumped by a few humans. She easily killed them off and smiled.
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Friendly Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 8:36 pm
Chris inspected his Colt. It had a dent in the handle where a 9mm pistol round had hit it from the previous fight. If the gun had not been in his trench coat's chest pocket, Chris would have lost that battle. It was the closest he had come to death in the last seven years, and it was by a child no more than four. His mother had taught him well, Chris surmised, how to hold and fire a gun. But the little round was nothing for a standard-issue Colt M1911 to handle. Well, at least not a SEAL standard-issue. Chris pulled a small screwdriver from his pocket and began disassembling the handgun. Once he was finished, he grabbed the frame and pushed the dent out with his thumb. It popped back and, soon after, the gun was whole again.
He stood. The roof was windy, and the child was starting to smell; it had been a good day, after all, since his death. Once Chris got a good waft of the boy from across the roof, he walked over to the body and picked it up. Then he walked to the edge of the roof and dropped the boy into the alley. It made a satisfying thud when it hit the ground, seven stories below. Chris clapped the dirt from his hands, grabbed his rifle and flask of blood, and jumped down. Let us hope they have better marksman than children, he thought as he slung the rifle over his shoulder. Maybe I should go see if I can't find a nice M1 Garand somewhere. He started walking down the street perpendicular to the alley where the child's body lay, toward some large houses in the distance.
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 8:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 10:53 am
{[[An insatiable will for blood, and you said children, too. So I figured, "Why not?"]]}
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 1:46 pm
Yumi walked out of the ally and and down the streets, staying in the shadows. She kept her guard as she walked. Yumi walked pass some dead vampires with bullets inside of them. She looked around but saw no other signs of humans near by.
Luna walked pass some buildings that were now in ruins. She was on her way to another one of her hideouts, one that was underground.
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Friendly Conversationalist
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