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The Red Death
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| Narutard | Date: 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:
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Appearance1:
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Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 12:53 PM | Message # 126 |
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| I looked down.
"Sorry."
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:00 PM | Message # 127 |
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| Ginny
"Just because I look like a kid, doesn't mean I am," I said, pulling my hood up again. "I am 124 thank you."
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:01 PM | Message # 128 |
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| "I'm only 56." I said.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:08 PM | Message # 129 |
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| Ginny
"A baby in our eyes," I laughed quietly.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:09 PM | Message # 130 |
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| I smiled a little.
She had a sense of humor, at least.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:10 PM | Message # 131 |
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| Ginny
"So since I was locked in here, what happened?"
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:12 PM | Message # 132 |
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| "I met my clan back at the hunting store." I said. "Mr vampire over here did not take to it, and made them mad. At least we managed to pick up essentials before we left. Food, water, a gun for him..."
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:19 PM | Message # 133 |
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| Ginny
"The forest has everything you could possibly need if you know how to talk to it," I said.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:20 PM | Message # 134 |
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| I almost said, "Could it give you a gun?" but i decided to remain silent, it would likely make her angry.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:27 PM | Message # 135 |
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| Ginny
"Of course it couldn't give you a gun," I said, reading his eyes. "But who needs a gun when you have perfect aim and a bow?" I asked.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:29 PM | Message # 136 |
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| She's a mind reader. Great.
"Bows. Of course..."
I remembered the time i almost shot my teacher with my homemade bow. It made me smile.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:34 PM | Message # 137 |
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| I looked at him.
"Dog-meat? Really? Yes, i do have the 2 bags."
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| Toxic | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:36 PM | Message # 138 |
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Marcus
I looked the three of them oddly.
I am only one, but I am one.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:37 PM | Message # 139 |
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| Ginny
"Two..." I said quietly, pursing my lips.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:38 PM | Message # 140 |
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| I glare at him.
"I'm not mad about that. But Dog-meat? Can't you be more creative?"
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| Toxic | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:38 PM | Message # 141 |
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| Marcus
I looked at the younger vampire. "Where are you going to sleep?" I asked curiously.
I am only one, but I am one.
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| Toxic | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:44 PM | Message # 142 |
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| Marcus
I looked oddly at him. "Don't you ever feel weak?" I asked.
I am only one, but I am one.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:46 PM | Message # 143 |
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| I roll my eyes. Dogmeat. Immature.
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| Toxic | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:49 PM | Message # 144 |
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| Marcus
I studied the shifter. "Not to be rude, but is it true that you can change into any creature?" I asked curiously.
I am only one, but I am one.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:50 PM | Message # 145 |
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| "Any...?" I ask. "Rumors persist that some can, i can just become a wolf. A small wolf."
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:50 PM | Message # 146 |
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| Ginny
I laughed quietly, rolling my eyes.
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| Toxic | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:53 PM | Message # 147 |
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| Marcus
"I was wondering if you could turn into a bat." I said, pretending that I was fond of the tiny flying rats.
"I'm kidding." I said after a few seconds. "Before all of this plague shi--...stuff, I was chased from a village because the villagers claimed that I transformed into a bat and sucked the blood from a tiny child." I said with a tone of disgust.
I am only one, but I am one.
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| Toxic | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:54 PM | Message # 148 |
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| (Because apparently my last avatar was creepy. ^_^)
I am only one, but I am one.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:54 PM | Message # 149 |
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| My eyes widened.
"You can do that?"
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| Toxic | Date: Su, 18.March.12, 1:57 PM | Message # 150 |
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| Marcus
"Some can. Though not my brother.." I said shortly. "The child was not killed by a bat. He was killed by my brother." I grumbled. "My brother Damian believes that vampires are the superior race, and that we are gods among everyone else. Therefore, he believes that we have the right to drink from whoever we want, and how much we want...Even if it costs the person their life."
I am only one, but I am one.
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