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 Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 2:23 pm
It's been 50 years since the defeat of Jager and Rafe's sacrifice. The island of Tolti'iq sank into the sea after the destruction of its master. Wraiths and all that shared Wraith blood in them have vanished forever. Humans all over the world learned of the existance of the supernatural and, despite early conflicts and hostilities, have learned to accept the creatures that walk among them.
The world has changed.
However, there is something that is stirring from a slumber that has long been forgotten....
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 2:28 pm
This is a continuation thread for the Blood Moon: The Vampire/Werewolf Wars thread, and Blood Moon: End of Days. I know that the original thread has not finished, but this will still be open anyway for the people who would like to either continue it or want to join up. Keep in mind that this takes place AFTER the original thread.
The Person In Charge of the RP is Phantomdarkrose. ALL RULE CHANGES WILL BE MADE BY HIM AND ANY AND ALL QUESTIONS ABOUT THE RP SHALL BE DIRECTED TO HIM
Rules:
1 ) swears- Dont give a crap about 'em as long as they aren't super ******** excessive.
2 ) god mode- you do it, you're out. I will make exceptions if I'm given a good enough reason. Send me a PM before you post a god-mode post so I can let you know if I will allow it or not.
3 ) Cyber- no no. Again, you do it you're out. I will allow kissing, touching (Arm, hand, legs, [chest and butt for brief periods]) but if you want to cyber, do it somewhere else. if you must do it on here, use a time skip.
4 ) romance- allowed, even encouraged.
5 ) keep the gore to a reasonable amount unless it's absolutely necessary.
6 ) This is an RP where there will be a lot of fighting, a lot of side stories, and a lot of random deaths by NPCs. Keep that in mind. If you are going to kill off someone's character, then make sure that it's ok with them first, I will be checking up on that. Also, because the last Blood Moon thread had huge lumps where there were a lot of spaces to read making it almost impossible to catch up if you fall behind, I would ask you to make sure to pause for a while if someone is unable to post for whatever reason, unless they say to continue without them.
7 ) Please try to make sure that you make your OoC posts in the OoC thread that I will be making. If you want to make a post here letting everyone know to look at the board, or you have a question on someone's post, then fine you can make a post here. I just don't want to have dozens of pages taken up by pure OoC posts.
8 ) Before you post in here, be sure to make your character profile in the OoC forum. This is so everyone knows who they're dealing with.
9 ) Please make all RP posts in third person, unless your character is thinking. This makes it easier for everyone to follow what you post. Also, if you are going to join, please stay around for more than one post. If You do not, I will remove you from the RP and delete and/or move your posts to the OoC. -))well, one of the crew will((-
10 ) Ava's rules still apply.
11) Keep your posts in third person format.
12) obey these rules and we'll get along. I may add more when I see the need, and I will update and edit them as we go along.
13) Have fun. OR ELSE....
14) Unfortunately the Ancients spoken of in this RP are seven actual creatures that Phantomdarkrose, Vampdemon Darkwolf, and Darksilver the Bloodrose had thought up and created, so there will be no members of the Ancient race save for those. If you wish to know more about them or wish to play as them send a message to me or Vamp or Phantomdarkrose.
15) Please be sure to check up on how things are going in the RP when you post for the first time, while it is an incredible honor to have new blood come to the gang, it is also nice to be able to have the story flow without too many patches of choppy water. This is not to say that we don't want new people, quite the opposite in fact.
Profile
Just post them in the Char list thread. Do not PM them to me.
The profile layout is as such:
Char name:
G Name:
Char age:
Char gender:
Char pic:
Char desc:
Char race (vamp, wolf, human, etc):
Profiles are instantly accepted.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 2:46 pm
This rp takes place 50 years after the end of End of Days. Our tale begins on a continent called Morosa, a land far away from the Labrynthia of the previous rps. This continent has long been separated from the rest of the world and thus is, compared to everywhere else, stuck in a medieval setting. Morosa is split into five different countries.
To the north, the land of Nuura, a barren land where there is no law other than survival of the fittest.
To the south, the kingdom of Loria, a prosperous kingdom that is a safe haven to all who enter its walls that surround it from its boardering countries.
To the east, the forests of Kyuu, a mysterious place that constantly changes.
To the west, the mountains of Lios, where giants, dwarves, trolls, and all sorts of cavedwellers and creatures that thrive underground live.
In the center of Morosa lies the land of Lenna, the place where our tale starts and where anything can happen behind the walls of this giant city.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:21 pm
Solo entered the Dragon's Claw pub in the center of Lenna and made his way to the bar, not bothering to respond to the looks of the people around him. He sat down in front of the bar and plopped three gold coins down on the counter. "Give me some Dragon's Flame," he said.
The bartender looked at the boy, then at the coins, deciding that the money was worth the attitude. "Here you go," he said, placing the drink in front of the boy.
Solo took it without a word and downed the contents in seconds.
"Never seen you around these parts, you new to the city?"
"If you must know, not that it's any of your business, I am forced by my father to learn what I can about the people of Morosa." Solo pushed the glass forward and the bartender filled the drink again, not bothering to tell the boy to mind how much he drank, Flame was notoriously strong.
"Hpmh, how low have I fallen. Heir to the throne and forbidden to return until I learn to tolerate others and understand them," he scoffed under his breath.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 5:54 pm
Amari
its a dream, its not real.....
 the door to the commanders office burst open and the Lieutenant stomps over to his desk pulling a young girl dressed in knight armor. "SHE DID IT AGAIN COMMANDER!" the older man sighed and rest his head on his hand. "what happened this time?" the girl hadn't said anything instead had just kept her head down while biting her lip. "the entire crate of plates for the dinner this afternoon is lying in pieces in the middle of the town, not one piece survived. i ask her to simply bring it a block over!" the commander had heard the same thing many times by now, and looked over to her slightly. "Amari... what happened this time?" she clinched her fist together and started to speak up when another soldier came running in. "C-C-commander! the plates." the Lieutenant raised a hand. "yes we know already." the soldier shakes his head and points back down the hall. "the court alchemist was waking by and stopped to check the pieces, someone had laced the plates with poison." both the officers stop and look at one another then to Amari who was still trying to gather her courage to speak. finally the commander speaks up. "Amari, you can go. your actions have prevented a mass poisoning of the unit, there will be no actions against you. lieutenant... lets talk alone." the lieutenant was still awestruck from the news, this was the fifth time something good had come out of Amari's "faults". as Amari left the room with the other soldier she only thought about the dream from last night and how it had happened the same way.
but tomorrow it will be real.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 2:14 am
 Graed hopped up onto one of the walls that surrounded Lenna, a feat that was impressive by human standards as the top was over twenty feet in the air. He turned his head to look back at his guardian. "Will you hurry up already? I'm just itching to see what this city has to offer!" More than that, he was itching to see what he could get his fingers on. "Get down from there, and make sure you keep your hands to yourself. I had a hard time convincing the captain of the ship we came on that his watch had probably fallen overboard during the journey," Victor shouted at his charge. "You are not going to do something to get us kicked out of this city before we even find a place to rest!"
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imbutercupwheresmywestley Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 1:30 pm
Azima  Azima strolled down the street humming to herself and smiling and waving at everyone she passed. Most of them smiled back and nodded or waved but a few were a bit weary of her and averted gazes. She didn't particularly mind, it was a beautiful day and she was in a rather good mood (not that this was any different from usual). Suddenly she stopped and turned in the direction of a fruit stall pointing an accusatory finger at thin air. "I told you to stay out," she told the air then huffed and crossed her arms. "Right, you're lost, I'm so sure." Her eye twitched then and she clenched her fists. "Oh yeah??? Well your mother was a pumpkin! You need me to teach you another lesson dirt bag??" She then proceeded to leap through the air foot first and crash through the fruit stand, much to the chagrin of the fruit seller who had retreated several feet away. Kicking and punching an enemy no one could see she crashed through several more carts and stalls before rolling through the doors of the Dragon's Claw and proceeding to throw chairs and mugs at her seemingly non-existent foe and breaking several tables in the fray. The patrons who weren't too drunk to notice her had abandoned their drinks the moment she rolled in and were now standing along the wall watching in a mixture of amusement and terror.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 1:39 pm
[[posting for silver since he can't get on]]
Solo glanced up at the girl who came in and after a quick glance over her he turned his back on her to order some more Flame. Why bother with a common girl.
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imbutercupwheresmywestley Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 1:41 pm
Louve Elof  Louve crouched on a tree branch near the city wall. Though she was certain he knew she was following him by now she still tried to be stealthy about it and had yet to go up and say hi or anything. Avoiding him on the ship had been a bit difficult but she had managed. She'd also left a new pocket watch for the captain after Graed (whom she wasn't especially found of) had stolen his. In fifty years she and Hisa had studied magic together and she was now decent enough at it to at least create a new pocket watch. Suddenly she looked over her should as if expecting to see something there and looked around behind her intently for a moment before shaking her head and turning her attention back to Victor.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 1:55 pm
[if he can't get on how u know what to post?] Azima The epic battle raged on, soon almost every table was at least cracked if not splintered to bits. By now even the most drunk of patrons had stumbled away to join the crowd by the walls. "Get back here slime ball!" Azima shouted as she lept behind the bar tackling the unseen foe and sending even the bartender scampering to the wall. "Oh no you don't!" she shouted as she grabbed the glass of the only person left not standing along the wall, well out of her way, and threw it down the bar at her foe. She then jumped onto the bar top almost smashing her knee into the guy's face before running down the bar and delivering a mighty punch that apparently ended the battle as she stood there smirking down at the bar top, fists on her hips. "Uh huh, as I thought, now why don't you just slither on back home and leave the town be this time? I see you again slime ball and You'll be just a splatter on the wall!" she shouted as she seemed to watch her defeated enemy slither off. With a satisfied nod she flipped off the bar and landed on a bar stool looking as if nothing unusual had just happened. The bartender returned to the bar and the patrons to their drinks (if they were still there) and a glass with a dark liquid was placed in front of her. "Thanks!" she told the bartender cheerily, placing the payment for her drink on the bar and taking a large gulp of it.
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imbutercupwheresmywestley Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 5:57 pm
Solo slowly turned his head towards the girl. Already he was letting his power loose as his arms became covered in black armor ending in claws.
"I was busy," he began before grabbing the girl's wrist in one armored claw, "drinking that."
He squeezed tight and glared at the girl, just daring her to make him angrier.
"I suggest you leave this establishment before something regrettable happens to you." He gripped the solid marble countertop and crushed a chunk the size of the glass the girl had just smashed to tiny pieces. "Understand?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 9:14 pm
Azima Azima looked at the crazy guy talking to her and didn't even blink as he broke off a chunk of the marble counter top with only his hand though the bartender had moved away. She pulled her hand away from him with his ease and took another drink from her glass. "I'm sorry, would you like me to buy you another?" she asked in a cheerful voice, a bright smile on her face, she seemed the picture of innocence. "I just thought you might not want to get eaten by a giant lizard demon," she told him calmly, as if he should have known that was what she had been fighting to prevent. "Anyway I have just as much right to be here as you do. You should try to be a little nicer to people, it's not nice to threaten someone and break a perfectly innocent bartop." She gave a definitive nod, her voice holding a scolding tone, next she wagged her finger at him. "I hope you have money to pay for that mister," she told him like he was a little kid and she was his mom. "Marble isn't cheap ya know," she scolded, as if she hadn't just destroyed half the pub.
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imbutercupwheresmywestley Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 9:30 pm
Solo just stared at the girl. Here she was, destroying most of the bar, and she was giving him a lecture?! He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. She was obviously delusional, spouting nonsense about lizard demons.
"First of all, you were the one who did that!" he waved his arms at the destroyed bar. "Second, there are no such things as giant lizard demons. Third, where do you get the gall to lecture me about paying for damages when you have an entire bar to pay for!" He had to force himself to calm back down, losing his temper because of some peasant girl with mental problems would do him no good. He placed his palm on the counter and focused. In a matter of seconds, new marble had appeared, fitting so perfectly with the rest, there wasn't a hint of a crack. "There, damage paid. Now you can start by paying me for the drink you just cost me, then you can go about repairing the entire bar and working off the payments for damages," he said, slipping into his authoritative tone out of habit.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 9:46 pm
Azima Azima stuck her tongue out at him rather childishly as he started rattling off complaints about her. -Yeesh he's a cranky one, wonder who spit in his drink,- she thought with a giggle. Watching him repair the bartop she smiled. "Ooooo you're good at that, ok here you go," she told him and handed him the money to buy three more drinks. Next she turned back to the bartender who had returned now that the man had apparently calmed down. Strangely the bartender didn't seem angry at Azima in the least and refilled her drink with a smile. In fact the bartender almost seemed annoyed at the man for reprimanding her for all the damage she'd caused. "Here you go Mr. Barman," she told the bartender handing over a fistful of gold coins which would be more than enough to pay for the damage she'd caused. "Sorry about your bar, giant lizard demons aren't very considerate about property damage ya know," she told him in a sweet and innocent tone, a cheerful yet apologetic smile on her face. The bartender assured her it was fine and not to worry her pretty little head about it. Azima looked back at the crazy cranky man. "There see, all better Mr. Cranky-pants," she said with a giggle and made a face at him.[how can you stay mad at that? you totally can't XP]
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imbutercupwheresmywestley Vice Captain
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