{setting: Modern Day Paris streets, on a hot, steamy night as people bustle past. Talk is low and hurried, and they barely cast a glance at those around them. Night life is blooming, lights streaching up giant biuldings to cast a human glow to slay the chill, and darkness of night.}

{Character:
Name: Nahlia
Gender: female
Age: around 300
Background: She was 27 when she was kidnapped and tortured by evil vampires. she drank their blood, then turned on them. Though she is full vampire, she has given her life to her only desire: to destroy evil. she is ruthless, a cold blooded killer, willing to drink and murder her own kind, along with other kinds of demons. she is very old, around 300, and has a nasty reputation for her no-nonsence, no remorse killing.}

The crowds were starting to irritate her. She didnt like the city much, she prefered open planes, but if you were going to fight evil, the city was the place to go. slipping soundless back into deeper shadows she waited... her entire body stilled, not even her jagged short black hair moved with the breeze. she blended into the background, and waited....

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Kill me bloody before you die

{Character:
Name: Damian Attica
Gender: Male
Age: Young looking, fit, around 2400 years old
dark brown curly hair, thin lips and a visible rigid bone structure beneath a thin layer of skin
Background: When he was in his mid 30's he fought for the city state of Sparta in Greece, when attacked while seperated from his phalanx he woke up to find himself different, he could jump higher, run faster, and see farther, he was stronger, but it all came with a price...}

Standing high atop a buttress of a great cathedral he stared softly at the commuters below, he could almost taste their heat on his lips the rancid memories of death filled his sinuses, he was high with anticipation, he wanted nothing more than to purge these streets of the evil in the people

{Name: Justice "Jus" Reinhart
Sex: Female
Ethnicity: British laced with Southern
Age: 250 (looks 18)
Hair Colour/Style: Chin-length, white-blonde hair. Tight, wide spiral curls.
Eye Colour: Dark emerald with flecks of ruby
Height: 5'7"
Background: Born in Manchester and moved to US at 13. Mother became deathly sick after her father died of food poisoning. Fell into becoming a child theif on the streets. Her mother died when she was 14 and four years later, after much abuse from the police due to her deliquency, she was dragged into an alleyway where she was raped and bitten by a starved and aggitated vampire. A much more taken care of vampire who knew the one who raped her, saved her life by giving her the nourishment of his blood. They are now lovers.}

Justice slinked thorugh the city, knowing she didn't always fit in, but didn't quite stand out either. Her thick, white curls hung in front of her emrald and ruby eyes as she emerged from an alley, licking her lips, and moving in with the flow of human traffic.

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"You can do better than that, a big monster like you."
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"The only true way to a man's heart is six inches of metal between his ribs."
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"Jeeze-its. A bit of God in every bite!"
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"He's more of the silent widdler type... always off... with is wood and his knife. widdling. okay. bad analogy..."

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Kill me bloody before you die

Soon enough he found a drunk man hobbling down the side street
my wine he exclaimed, he came up behind the man, and broke his neck, hung him from a pant leg on a near by light pull and bit his neck drinking deep of the sweetend crimson

Out of the corner of her eye, Justice saw a figure leap from the crowd and onto the rooftop. A few blocks down, her heighted eyesight helped her see a fellow carpathian having a late night snack in a far off alleyway. She chuckled and sighed to herself. How open some are these days. Do they not appreciate the secrecy of it all anymore? she thought to herself.

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"You can do better than that, a big monster like you."
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"The only true way to a man's heart is six inches of metal between his ribs."
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"Jeeze-its. A bit of God in every bite!"
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"He's more of the silent widdler type... always off... with is wood and his knife. widdling. okay. bad analogy..."

She saw him, and a little hiss escaped her lips. who do we have here?[i] she thought to herself. jumping down she landed without a sound behind him. "Thats not very nice.." she said, pointing to the dead man. "You ned a lesson in manners?" Nahlia asked, in a think frnch accent tinged by a little arabic youth. she streached her shoulders, expecting attack.

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he stood up, You shouldn't waste your time telling me what to do, he said without turning around he crossed his hands silently into a small star, turned around once, staired her in the face and spit blood on her eyes, it gummed up instantly, and didn't want to come off, he then proceeded to walk through the wall behind him, without blinking an eye, leaving the dead man, to bleed out the rest of what was left in him on the warm pavement, and the women to walk around blind for what would seem an eternity

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"Now, now. Play nice children," Justice said from the alleyway corner, half hidden in shadows. Her leather and vinyl clad body shone in the street lights and her eyes sparkled like jewels. "If he needs Miss Manners, then I say you need a correctional facility, luv." Her odd Southern accent tried to push through the dominant British. She dropped the cigarette that had been dangling from her fingers and crushed it delicately under her low-heeled boot.

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"You can do better than that, a big monster like you."
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"The only true way to a man's heart is six inches of metal between his ribs."
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"Jeeze-its. A bit of God in every bite!"
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"He's more of the silent widdler type... always off... with is wood and his knife. widdling. okay. bad analogy..."

ooc, wth? i walked through a wall, into a BUILDING it's not like crossing a hedge, you cant just hop it, i was running away, i was going to enter the area i lived to get it into the storyline, but now, i was attacked through a building, hmm, odd, lol, can we delete that whole, dropping on me thing and do it another time? or should i just edit and pretend it never happened?

... uh you cant just change the script becuase you didnt go your way

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well we don't have a script so dont powerplay me to make it go your way

OOC: Oooo kay people. Take a deep breath. If you have to, make your posts somewhat vague to veer around and avoid God Moding. That's all it takes.

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"You can do better than that, a big monster like you."
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"The only true way to a man's heart is six inches of metal between his ribs."
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"Jeeze-its. A bit of God in every bite!"
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"He's more of the silent widdler type... always off... with is wood and his knife. widdling. okay. bad analogy..."

BTW, i didnt powerplay, i followed you, get over it and get on with the rp please

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Kill me bloody before you die

ok, now back to the rp:


She turned and glared at the newcomer. "I dont like vampires who kill their prey, it taints the soul." she moved closer to the man, "And i am not afraid to enforce the rules here" she muttered, malice growing in her eyes. a soft hiss escaping her lips

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Kill me bloody before you die