Mikki
Full Fledged Experiment
Christopher, Jamie, Johnathan, Randall and Yami
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Post by Mikki on Feb 25, 2009 8:03:58 GMT
Location: New York City. Plot: A War has broken out among the vampires. The seven Brethern Lords that have ruled over the vampire race for over 1000 years. Each Brethren Lord rule a coven, these covens are spread around the world. One of these is located in NYC. Needed: -6 Brethren Lords -Some more Vampires under their control -Stray Vampires’ which Yami or other Lords could pick up? Brethern Lords: Name Yami Bane Age: 5000 years Appearance: Yami has a slim face, pale but not sickly ill pale just sensitive skin pale. His face is beautiful. Oval shaped and un scared. With his face he looks younger, about 25 while he is 5000 years. His almost white skin contrasting with his black hair, slightly spiked trailed into his face and sometimes covered one of his red-ish hazel eyes which resemble a cat, his pupil not circular like most mammals but a slit from the top of the iris to the bottom. Except for those eyes he has no other animal trates. With his lanky height he as an average build for his size, his isn’t one of those macho-men you see on those advertisements on your evening telly trying to sell exercise bikes or gym weights. He is the exact opposite; he is more a man of knowledge instead of fitness. He just stayed fit to just stay fit. He didn’t want to be obese. Yami has an average build for his size but his well carved abs and muscles are perfect, exercised to perfection, you could see if he took off his white professional shirt which the two top buttons were cut off so they couldn’t be buttoned. You could also see the absence of a tie, he wasn’t nor isn’t that formal to wear a tie in everyday life. He didn’t even wear one when he went to work. Being slightly prone to wear mostly formal garments informally he wears black trousers matching his black waist coat, complete with pockets and so did the trousers. To top it all off when he leaves a room or household he always wears a black ankle length rain coat that blended with his trousers and black converses. Build: He has an average build but it is carved from his body. Showing every bump from one muscle to the next, in every detail. History: Yami was born a vampire over 5000 years ago. He and the other Six Brethren Lords are the only Ancients left. The Ancients were born vampires. Yami grew up and took over his house, his clan was one of the powerful vampire clans of that era. Right, the plot is going to be explained. 200 years ago Yami Bane, my character was exiled by the Brethren Lords of the Court which they made after the Great Vampire war in the early days, when time started to be recorded. About the 1100's, they had defeated the 'wicked' king of that era who thought they were just pawns also he was just greedy. They defeated him with the help of Yami's demon within him which he was born with. Soon after he went on a rampage and his loved one tried to stop him and she got killed. He has never used that power since. Many years have pasted since that day and Yami is a changed man, he is carmer and more 'soft' instead of his past war lord self then he was exiled by the comrades he fought with in the 1800's, 200 years previous to the present day, now. Yami has intercepted a document in the ancient text which was used before the war. The only other ancients are the other Brethren Lords. About 4000 or older can read. The document is about the history of the Great Vampire War and the empire founded after it. Giving details about the warriors, the lords that ended the war and defeated 'him'. Yami was shocked that reference of the battle when he fought the evil ruler and 'it' that he used to defeat him which contained the details of how powerful it is and its weaknesses. Including the rampage he went on afterwards. He then gets another document but not from the archives but just a normal document concerning this war for power between the other 6 lords. This is from a lord in particular, a devilish character. It said 'find him', 'Find the exiled one'. Yami has come to a conclusion that they or him are after the power what is dormant inside of him to over throw the war and take the vampire world as their own. Other: Since he is an Ancient, it is unknown how he has this ability but he can fuse with the shadows and travel through them and appear somewhere else. ------------------------------------------
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Mikki
Full Fledged Experiment
Christopher, Jamie, Johnathan, Randall and Yami
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Post by Mikki on Feb 25, 2009 21:35:44 GMT
The dull yellow lights gave a hue orange glowing hue over everything the beams reached, battered pathing slabs to cars, railings and anything normal on streets. His pale hands popped his black trench coat collar which distorted the lapels flattened to the coat on his chest. The coat wrapped around his lanky body which was toned to his build. His hair ran into his pale elongated face, those piercing red eyes glared out as they glanced around the darkened wet and cold streets, he really shouldn't be out alone on these streets in these sort of times, WAR was consuming the vampire world. The drizzle kept battering at the surrounding area and over the night of New York City. The white highlights of the droplets reflected the orange light from the passing street lamps giving light to the needy humans which stopped out too late for most vampires' likings while others took advantage of the weekend clubbing and the 'helpless' females or males if the female vampires had their way.
Droplets ran into his face and along the contours of his face which included the bridge of his nose. "If I stay out here for too long I will catch my death" he muttered to himself, he wasn't talking about the cold or the damp getting to him since he was already dead and immortal, no he was talking about getting the attention of a fellow vampire but for the other side yet with this worry he didn't quicken his pace to show a jumpy or /scared/ factor and with this on one's mind you could get caught very easily.
He kept walking.
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Post by Rae on Feb 26, 2009 14:42:24 GMT
}-name` Professor Harry Richardson
}-age` 310 years.. ish
}-apparent age` 36
}-nationality` British
}-occupation` General Medical Practitioner
}-played by` Jack Davenport
}-appearance` tbc...
}-history` Harry was born in the early 1700s, he can't really remember the exact year, he lost count halfway through the Crimean war. That sort of a thing can really take your mind off trivial things like when you were born.
His parents were rather well-off, London types. His father was a General, his mother drunk. Society can forgive such things if you have enough money. He was shuffled off into the navy from the age he was able to fully understand what was going on. Anything to get him out of the house so that his mother could resume her heated affair with the cook. Of course, when Harry was really young he didn't understand what was going on. His father was never there, that was fair enough, and his mother Florrie was rather good friends with that man downstairs, but it never clicked in his mind that anything was going on. How could it? He was too young. Which was why, when he reached the age that he might start to know what was going on, they moved him off to Plymouth,. stuck him on a ship and sent him out to the Balearics.
When living on the island of Minorca in the medeteranian sea, at the age of sixteen now, he began his aprenticeship with the ship's surgeon. He always expressed in interest in medicine, and any chance to learn was always taken up. He was a curious boy, never really the best in combat but, as it turned out, a rather fast learner. He worked for seven years alongside the ship's surgeon, becoming almost as good as the learned man himself. At twenty-three, he left Minorca and returned to England, moving to Edinburgh to work at the medical school. He got his qualifications within two years, passed out of the university and back into the navy, taking up the position of the ship's surgeon after the unexpected death of the man that had preceeded him.
He moved around the world on the very same ship, fought many fights and battles. It was in the north atlantic when the fog descended. Many of the crew were killed, or bitten by the coven of vampires. The last place they broke into was the medical deck, where Harry was trying so hard to save those that had been bitten. Until he himself was infected. He was thrity-six years of age.
And then it all began.
He fought in the navy for many years, forking his way up through the ranks. The battle of Trafalgar was his first biggest fight, and of course they won. Unfortunately without an Admiral.
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Mikki
Full Fledged Experiment
Christopher, Jamie, Johnathan, Randall and Yami
Posts: 446
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Post by Mikki on Feb 26, 2009 16:01:43 GMT
((A Coven or a lone vampire. He would probably suit a lone vampire but coven at the same time. xD))
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Post by Tammy (Twi) on Feb 26, 2009 18:23:49 GMT
((If I were to join could I have a lone or stray vampire?))
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Mikki
Full Fledged Experiment
Christopher, Jamie, Johnathan, Randall and Yami
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Post by Mikki on Feb 26, 2009 18:25:48 GMT
((Either Tammy. Your character you decide ^^))
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Post by Tammy (Twi) on Feb 26, 2009 18:28:01 GMT
((Okay. I just have to make the profile. And about the vampires. I am a bit confused as the vampires I read about in a book I have they can shapeshift in to one animal they are closest too. Is it okay if mine just takes on one trait of her favorite one she would shift into?))
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Post by Tammy (Twi) on Feb 26, 2009 18:45:50 GMT
Name: Moon Age: 40s (appears 18) Her animal form: Husky History:Being the fledgling of a vampire named Ather she is unknowingly a strong vampire. Risiska was another fledgling of Ather's and another very strong vampire. Though they are older and live in hiding in many places. Moon has refused to live near them. Though she knows that one of Ather's follows her now and then. Otherwise you will see Moon alone or with humans or vampires alike in night clubs. Most likely the youngest vampire you may met. Moon Was born in the year 1960. She became a vampire at age 18 thus will appear that age for years to come. Moon who was origanaly known as Tammy Applegate is no longer who she once was. Personality: Being young in the vampire world she has lots to learn though she does have one thing that seperates her from others. She will not drink human blood unless it is from a willing person. Other wise she drinks strickly animal blood. She will not take more thens she needs from her prey so it will not die. Appearence:She is thin but not overly. She enjoys dyeing her hair to match her moods. Moon also loves to dress to match her mood. She is light and thin. She is athletic as she enjoys running, swimming and hang gliding. She can be a bit of a dare devil at times all depending on her mood. Young and wild she loves going to night clubs as she blends easily. This also at times helps her find other vampires.
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Post by Will Fleet on Feb 26, 2009 21:05:34 GMT
Name Will Fleet
Rank/status/position: Would Yami's new apprentice be ok? For old times sake? x3
Age: 18
Personality: Will, is hard headed but a natural survivor, although does seem suicidal at times as he is is still repulse by what he is and is forced to be, refusing to drink blood unless he is once again, weak or ill from the lack of consumption and refuses hunt man or animal for his life source. He hates to follow orders so does try to make things difficult for Yami, many would simply assume it to be down to arrogance and a natural talent for being a pain in the arse, however it makes him feel in control of what's going on around him and uses this so he doesn't feel inferior to Yami, despite his age and experience which vastly shadows Will's own.
Appearance: blah, fill in later >3<
Build:
History: (Sorry I'm gonna be blunt cause I hate writing history)
Will ran away from home from his father at the age of six from abuse (Well all know this I'm sure) he lived in New York on the streets for most of his life after that. It was on the particular night of New Years eve, a few weeks after his eighteenth birthday, that Will got decidedly hammered in the jolly atmosphere which smothered the city. He was targeted by a young male, dashing and charming and in his drunken state, WIll was particular susceptable and therefore, went along with the man as he was led through streets and alleys, gifted with light fondling along the way until they reached an abandoned play park, due to the late hour. It was here, Will's guard was lowered and as the clock struck twelve, his was bitten and with a cry of pain at the fangs, he was unconscious by the final strike of the clock. He woke an hour later, weak and disorientated, he quickly got his answers from the man who had bitten him, changed him, he had haughtily offered Will to be his apprentice, the teen had responded by lashing out in a fit of anger, surprised and shocked, the man had fled, leaving Will furious and vulnerable. He steadily grew weaker, it didn't take a genius to figure out what had happened, especially since he kept splitting his lip so much from incidental biting and had a permentant, pale white burn mark on the back of his hand as a reminder he could no longer traipse into the sun. He was on the verge of death as Yami found him.
((This assuming hte apprenctice thing is ok, if not, I'll take it out))
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Mikki
Full Fledged Experiment
Christopher, Jamie, Johnathan, Randall and Yami
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Post by Mikki on Feb 26, 2009 21:40:28 GMT
(( Oh the apprentice thing is fine. ^^ I miss Yami having Will as his apprentice.
As for the shape-shifting I will allow your character be able to use it but please don't go overboard with it, please. I know you won't.))
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Post by Will Fleet on Feb 26, 2009 22:34:01 GMT
Despite his change, his unceremonious thrust into a world that seemed utterly parallel to what he had grown used to, there were still those small things, places, events, interactions, which made Will feel human again. He still longed for the dream to be human, too normal again, to have the warm touch of the sun graze his pale, immaculate flesh. But it wasn’t possible; the white burn upon the back of his hand was a constant painful reminder. But currently, caught in the throes of delirium and passion with the other squirming body, it seemed to be the only trace of humanity he could gather from another. The temptation to bite, however, cut the male’s enjoyment short; there was a hasty period of making themselves decent once more and mere nods and smirks of acknowledgement before they parted. As he stepped out of the alley, ear drums ringing with the thud of the music from the nightclub, he straightened his black button up shirt which hung loosely to his body, his skin hugging jeans, flattering to his figure which boasted lithe muscle, kept him presentable. His worn trainers scuffed the street as he sighed and wandered along the slick path irritably, knowing he would have to hung his mentor down, he growled at the word, the rank. For a vampire, Will held the familiar traits, he was a handsome young lad to begin with, but it merely seemed enhanced since he was bitten, blue eyes shone brightly with stunning silver flecks, his skin pale and almost perfect other than the faint scars and burn that marred the flesh. But despite his beauty, he looked unwell, although it was not noticeable to the human eye; he was strong by human standards, weak by vampire. He hadn’t drank in a while, and that was made obvious by the lengthy fangs which he could barely conceal, they pleaded him for blood which he refused to give. He frowned, raising his head again, his senses had dulled but he could scent Yami on the wind, so he sped up, soon to catch up with the elder man he hunted for.
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Post by Rae on Feb 28, 2009 11:35:03 GMT
It was a far to tenuous affair, life. Dragging on and on like a wounded dog with a lame leg straggling along a wet pavement in some god-forsaken town in the middle of nowhere. No one helps you along, unless you're very very lucky, and they usually only lead you to somewhere cold and clinical where a white-coated unintelligent creature will end your misery... or chop your leg off.
This was Harry's opinion, anyway. He didn't hobble through life any more, he'd decided to sit down and remain where he was. Well, he hadn't decided that exactly, only been told that this was what he was going to do, and he would have no choice about it. Which was a pain in the arse to say the leat, incredibly painful, and also ivolved the rather awkward inclusion of becoming a vampire, which he resented greatly. He spent a lot of his time alone, and thus it became rather widely assumed that he was a rebel and a loner, but this was a lie. He belonged to a coven, no matter how much he dislike the idea, and tended not to stick around with them very much. Crawling around in the gutter was nto a way in which he wished to live his life.
He locked his office, heading along the empty corridor of the university's upper halls, only accompanied by a single, bent-over old woman with a mop. Of course, the staff knew nothing. They came and went in time, fired and re-hired, but only one of them had been working here for over one-hundred years. The dean, of course, knew about the professor's 'problem', as the previous deans ad told him before he had taken the job. He remained here teaching, as there was nothing else to do, and though he would have rather been out in the field, helping people, so it was that he was resigned to a career where very few people paid that much attention to him.
He headed out into the street, the evening set in married with the orange glow of streetlights against the bluey-black sky. He could smell others, others that he knew, which annoyed him gratly. For many years he had been rather used to the fact that he was well shot of his coven, but it seemed they wanted to stick around a little while. That was Harry's way, vanishing for years at a time, coming back when found for a day or two, then returning to a life of something far different. He had students to teach, a university hospital to run, a house to maintain, bills and things to pay. They didn't come easily. He pulled his long wool-blend coat closer around his shoulders, casting a glance back at the old marble-fronted lecture halls, heading along the street, weaving between pedestrians quietly. If the coven were heading in one direction, he would make every effort to head in the other. He'd heard about this impending fight, and he didn't much care for it. Violence, in his mind, was the most ridiculous affar, and he'd rather not have anything to do with it. Sniffing, he continued. Away, if possible. Although now they were in the area they would probably find him. Great.
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Post by Tammy (Twi) on Mar 11, 2009 14:09:34 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]The night had just begun and the lights in buildings just now going dark as more people began to leave work from late work jobs. Moon as the girl had been named by the one that turned her roamed the streets staying in the shadows. Her eyes a icy blue looked around at the few sights. She made sure to try to keep her aura hidden so the other vampires would not find her in their territory.
Her ears moved about as she listened for any sign of danger which seemed to always be higher for her due to the form she could take on. The woman that had turned her, her clan were able to take on the form of an animal. Though Moon knew of few that took on canine forms like herself as it confuses other vampires. Once she was almost killed being thought to be a werewolf. Though she escaped with little injury.
Moon could smell and sense other vampires but could not tell where or how strong yet as she was still learning much about the world she had been forced into. She shook her fur into place as she moved about the shadows and to a store front that was open. She stopped looking inside not really seeing any vampires she knew at the dark cafe that catered only to the vampires. The vampire running it was rarely around his fledge-ling always serving the glasses or blood that was always fresh. The source of the blood was known but always the best.
Moon shifted and walked in getting a curt nod from Willow the vampire that served the blood. Moon sat down and got a small glass of blood and faced outside to watch to see if any one else was passing by.[/glow]
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Mikki
Full Fledged Experiment
Christopher, Jamie, Johnathan, Randall and Yami
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Post by Mikki on Mar 14, 2009 9:48:15 GMT
Yami could scent his apprentice on the wind, stopping, he just stood in the middle of the street. Looking around the area he backed into the darkness of an alley way. His red eyes glared out from the darkness then they had gone. His figure had left this 'dimension' and was traveling through another, the darkness, the emptiness.
After just a couple of moments he popped up into a shadow. Stepping out of the curtain, out of the alley way he looked down both sides of the streets. His apprentice was close, he could sense it. He stood there, not masking his large amount of aura, so his apprentice could track him but he would only give him a short window.
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Post by Will Fleet on Mar 14, 2009 13:15:20 GMT
((-pops in from Benidorm-))
Will´s steps faltered, frowning as Yami´s scent suddenly faded from the direction he´d been following. He stood stationary on the empty street, the distant hum of cars breeching his ears as he cast his narrowed eyes about, trying to pick up the infernal vampire again. He tutted irritably as the man´s scent flared up again, stronger now and accompanied by the unnecesarry...force, or whatever that Yami could release frmo his body. Did the man think he was utterly incompetant? A feral frowl of annoyance escaped the male, going purposefully at a slow pace towards the scent and release of energy, lips tugged down into a scowl as he picked out the frame of the vampire in the shadows which masked him like a cloak. He scowled angrily at the other male hitting his shoulder. "I´m not an idiot!" he snapped, "I can find you without you making yourself stand out like a bloody beacon to other vampires" he growled irritably as if he was scolding a young child. "I´m not bloody hopeless" of course, Will taking Yami´s attempt to aid him as a sign that Yami obviously didn´t think he cuold find him on his own. Brilliant blue eyes glared at the other, no respect in his tone nor body language, many new vampires relied on their mentors for their survival, and so did WIll, he just wouldn´t admit it, nor would he give the other any ounce of respect. He aws jsut lucky Yami cared enough about his survival to put up with his insolence, well, depending on how long Yami could put up with it that is.
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Post by Tammy (Twi) on Mar 16, 2009 17:58:29 GMT
Moon stood and left the cafe` as she moved toward the door she looked around as she sensed another vampire. The aura seemed very strong and she knew she had to be careful. Moon let her dog ears show slightly from under a hat she had on now. As she walked she slowly went near the area the two aura of the male vampires.
Moon could see one of them up ahead and moved out of veiw. She kept her aura hidden from them as she watched the two talk. ~I wonder what they are talking about.~ she thought. She then shifted to her dog form but was less able to hide her aura that way. She just sat watching them her tail wagging now and then.
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Mikki
Full Fledged Experiment
Christopher, Jamie, Johnathan, Randall and Yami
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Post by Mikki on Mar 19, 2009 7:45:54 GMT
Yami looked at Will, a mock face of hurt on his face as he hit him. "I didn't think you was incapable I just-" he suddenly stopped, narrowing his eyes at his apprentice but not in a threatening manner, it could have been but it didn't look like that threatening. "If you think you can do better and think you are capable on your own, GO" he said looking at Will, knowing the answer, he wouldn't go but he wouldn't admit that his was dependent on Yami for the time being. His face growing a slight smile that millimeter by millimeter began to grow wider.
Suddenly it stopped and his face became serious again. He stepped past Will, nudging his shoulder as he slowly barged past him. Yami's eyes went across the street, his keen eyesight looking into shadows as if they were clear to him instead of being just a curtain of black. He could feel this different aura and he was trying to track it will his eyesight since it was close, very close, it was too close for his liking. He hadn't felt this type of aura in a long time.
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Post by Will Fleet on Mar 20, 2009 22:32:25 GMT
A scowl lit Will's features as he bristled in annoyance to the glare he recieved. Matching it with one of his own, blue eyes glistening like shards of ice and jaw set irritably. However the raised voice took him by surprise and his eyebrows arched at this. He studied Yami, not making a move but surveying him curiously. But as that all too familiar smile crawled across his lips the boy tutted in irritation and rolled his eyes. "Bastard" he growled and huffed folding his arms across his chest in a haughty manner. "You're too full of yourself" he growled, of course probably not in the least but true, if anything, more a description of himself at the moment, but he was too peeved to care. "Anymore time to linger? I want to visit a few more night clubs" he muttered, unaware Yami's attention had been diverted elsewhere, but did notice eventually, and frowned at the male's back. "Hello!?" he prompted in irritance.
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Post by Tammy (Twi) on Mar 20, 2009 23:03:18 GMT
Moon caught Yami's eyes and got chills. She shifted human as she stayed in the shadows even though she knew she was spotted. Moon waited to see if the powerful male would say something or do something. One thing she hated was running into powerful vampires.
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Mikki
Full Fledged Experiment
Christopher, Jamie, Johnathan, Randall and Yami
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Post by Mikki on Mar 21, 2009 21:06:53 GMT
He ignored Will's attempts to gain his attention. He finally found the source of the aura, another vampire like himself but not at the same time, something was different about her he could sense it and her scent was strange; it was very different to any other vampire he had met in his whole 5000 years of walking this earth.
He glanced at Will. "We haven't got time for that" he growled, his red eyes glaring at his apprentice from over his shoulder, his stare was very unnerving to nearly every vampire since his red eyes were not like no other, his pupils was not of a human nor vampire, his pupil was a slit from the top of his red iris to the bottom. His eyes were of a dragon in appearance.
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