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The Red Death
NarutardDate: Tu, 28.February.12, 11:30 PM | Message # 1
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A plague has struck the New World, taking thousands every week, every day...The governments, all humans have turned against the supernatural, blaming them for the deaths that are befalling the war, ignoring the fact that their people are dying too. Now, they are run from their homes, trying to find shelter from the Red Death themselves. How do you fight?

What is the Red Death? Good Question:
The fingernails turn blue then gray then black, followed by skin turning to a dead white. The eyes then become bloodshot and pupils fully dialated, leaving no iris visible. Red circles begin forming in random places and then sickness sweeps in. The mark of death is when the deepest red circle appears on your chest above your heart, you die within two days after that

Race Choices:
Human(derp)
Cherub(Humans with wings,granted minor 'abilities')
Vampire/Werewolf(herp-derp)
Shifter(like a werewolf but can change anytime)
More when I can actually think-Spetsnaz
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Name:
Race:(a selection of available,no original races
Age that you appear:
Actual Age:
Appearance1:
Appearance2:
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Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
 
ToxicDate: We, 21.March.12, 11:41 PM | Message # 326
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Marcus
"Stay behind the seat for another half an hour or so." I advise him, not wanting to expose him to any UV rays.


I am only one, but I am one.
 
DepressedDuckDate: Th, 22.March.12, 4:59 PM | Message # 327
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I started to drive at a slower pace (10 MPH as to not upset the younger vamp). The road bent and twisted. We were off the beaten path and ordinary roadways.

Walk without rhythm
 
NarutardDate: Th, 22.March.12, 8:47 PM | Message # 328
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Ginny
I blinked in the sudden darkness, confused.


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DepressedDuckDate: Th, 22.March.12, 8:59 PM | Message # 329
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Great. They can't see what i see...
The road lanes lower to 2, then, finally, we enter a one lane road.
That's when wolfs start to howl. I suppress an urge to swear. They are back.


Walk without rhythm
 
NarutardDate: Th, 22.March.12, 9:05 PM | Message # 330
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Ginny
I had fallen asleep, still tired.


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ToxicDate: Th, 22.March.12, 9:06 PM | Message # 331
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My sharply trained ears isolated the noise quickly. I didn't want to alarm the ill vampire or the elf. I pulled to my feet, and climbed into the passenger seat.


I am only one, but I am one.
 
DepressedDuckDate: Th, 22.March.12, 9:13 PM | Message # 332
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I turned to marcus.
"You here them?"


Walk without rhythm
 
ToxicDate: Th, 22.March.12, 9:16 PM | Message # 333
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I nodded. "Try your best to avoid them. Switch to the other lane. We're alone on this road.."


I am only one, but I am one.
 
DepressedDuckDate: Th, 22.March.12, 9:18 PM | Message # 334
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I switch to the other lane, on edge.

Walk without rhythm
 
NarutardDate: Th, 22.March.12, 9:57 PM | Message # 335
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Ginny
I remained asleep


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ToxicDate: Th, 22.March.12, 11:05 PM | Message # 336
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I grunted a grunt, as if I was to say "affirmative". I flipped my hood over my head, avoiding eye contact with the wolves.


I am only one, but I am one.
 
DepressedDuckDate: Fr, 23.March.12, 4:16 PM | Message # 337
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They would be coming. I couldn't see them...

Walk without rhythm
 
DepressedDuckDate: Fr, 23.March.12, 8:04 PM | Message # 338
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"Hurting them may not be the answer."

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ToxicDate: Fr, 23.March.12, 8:09 PM | Message # 339
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(I won't be on for the next few days. My parents just okay'd me to go to Chicago with my friend from school, and so I have to start packing soon. Plus, I've been staying home doing nothing and playing basketball, and I've just been really pissed off and feeling destructive lately. >_>)

I am only one, but I am one.
 
NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 6:06 PM | Message # 340
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Ginny
I woke up, confused. "What's going on?" I mumbled.


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NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 6:42 PM | Message # 341
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I paled. "What's up with your eyes?"

(Check out my new thread? I wanna get everyone in on it because we don't have one thread that we're all in besides AVD)


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NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 6:46 PM | Message # 342
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(Oh...right well, we can do it with this one, don't worry, three pages in, lockdown drill turns to real lockdown and I'll figure out from there)
Ginny
I blinked. "Oh..."


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NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 6:48 PM | Message # 343
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(Highschool one)
Ginny
I looked out. "If you need dead on aim, lemme get it,"


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NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 6:54 PM | Message # 344
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(Tis fine, just imagine middle school but bigger and more mature)

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NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 7:00 PM | Message # 345
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(Well, highschool classes are different. If you don't take any high school classes in middle, you start with English 1 (honors for the smarter, CP for lower), Physical ScienceThree exploritories are boundless)

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NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 7:04 PM | Message # 346
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(kay)

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NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 7:06 PM | Message # 347
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(Oh, I'm sorry)
Ginny
I pulled out my bow, oiling it down


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NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 7:09 PM | Message # 348
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"Do you or not?" I asked.


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NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 7:15 PM | Message # 349
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Ginny
I shrugged.


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NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 7:30 PM | Message # 350
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(Okay smile )

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