plot

wherewolves and vampires used to live in harmony. until the whrerwolf population began to grow, and the vampires got scared, so they attacked they killed off half the wherewolf population that when we decided to fight back our two peooles have been at war for almost 30 years now and and both sides are close to extinction



rules

1.vamps. wolves and humans only
2.be realistic to your race(no super humans)
3.no killing other players(if you halve to kill make the victum up yourself)
4.make it dramatic
5.put dialogue in csript form
6.put actions in story form


profile[U]

name:
age:
race:
rank:(Gen. Sgt. Pvt. or civillian)
appearence:(wherewolves put day and night appearence)
personality:
story:















name:james Beowulf
age:20
race:wherewolf
rank:civillian
apperence:(Day)5,8 black hair cuacasion blue eyes dresses kind of Emo
(night)almost the same as day but black fur and still blue eyes
personality:verry nobel and sweet but doesn't take bull ****
story:he was born about ten years into the war and lost his father to it
he lives with his mother and is verry against the war

Hi! If your still here, I'd like to join! If thats ok...


I'd be a human, if it's ok with you... :hehe:

-name: Anton Weiderich
-age: 25
-race: human
-rank: Private
-appearance: medium length black hair, pale caucasian skin, the standard German Military Infantry uniform. Armed with a G36c and a 9mm USP and the usual combat knife, along with several grenades or C4
personality: a quiet and mostly nice person, never much really wanting to bring up his past. Tends to defy orders if they go against what he believes in or defy something he personally must accomplish. He is a good leader, always giving his followers the choice to continue on with him or to go off to safety. Trustworthy and helpful to the innocent.
-story: Worked for the military for the longest times until these werewolf and vampire wars started, he was forced to head into the battle and try to wipe out as many as he could.


-name: Jeschi Rosuto (youkai that made a good vampire for this RP)
-age: looks about 18 but is about 500 years of age
-race: vampire
-rank: civilian
-appearance: click, and yes he is from Japan and uses a nodachi, though I can change it if needed
-personality: in battle he can stuborn and rush into things without thinking though he may make a quick retreat to create a strategy and go through with it, immature at times like mouthing off at people and arguing postlessly with others, sometimes he can be perverted, most of the time its directed to his mate, he gets jealous and is somewhat over protective, usually he is lazy but tends to start fights and most of the time end them
-story: living among the humans as a vampire, disguised as a mental patient and taken care of by some humans he had befriended. He sneaks out at night to feed.

thats prefect we'll star when we get a couple more people

name: Shaaman
age: 7 centuries?
race: Vampire (albeit he have differences from the common eurovamp)
rank: (Ex) Bodyguard (Civilian)
appearence: Suntanned native with a medium cut, somewhat wild crow wing mane, wearing camo pants and boots, an aztec cloack-shirt of pure white cotton over his (nude) upper body. He have many jewels of different kinds, gold and silver, piercings, and eyes like garnet...
personality: Cold and laconic, quiet. Generaly unassuming and know his place. He have a strange sense of honor and a warrior spirit....
story: The origins of vampires are troubled and mysterious - and possible plurals...

Ages ago, in what is Mesoamerica.... A race of super advanced human-like beings propered, and ruled over a 'chattel' of humans.. Ur-Vampires, of a terrifying power. But they went into a bloody war, and only an handfull survived. To better rule - and get nourrishment, they invented powerfull 'evil' items.... Stone masks, which can bring out humans' full potential through a sort of acupuncture. However, it didn' help them so much, and they went into a slumber of nigh 2000 years, working undirectly a plan.... They had created a tradition of personal guards of their resting areas with the Mask - and Shaaman was one of them, a Mexica young warrior chosen for his potential and dedication.

However, before WW2, the Men awakened.. and where destroyed - except for one whose final fate is unknown. And so, the living guards, culled down by local weres, searched for the Man's fate. Including Shaaman. Are the weres' lords responsible? Have they a link with the Men's nigh destruction?



(Not sure if this would fit, but that could be unusual...)

(Oooh, time to steal my own characters.)

Name: Lawrence
Age: nearly 400; he's fairly young to the vampiric community
Race: Vampire
Rank: Civillian, however, he will step into a fight to help one of his own.
Appearence: Lawrence
Personality: He's a shady character, who is polite, but cynical. Has never liked large crowds, for he is claustrophobic. He is often called anti-social.
Story: He doesn't remember, or maybe he doesn't care. Whichever.

Name: Dawn
Age: 19
Race: Werewolf
Rank: Civilian, but is a part time nurse.
Appearance: Day ; Night
Personality: A bit shy, but caring none the less. Has innocent eyes in the world, and will tend to anyone hurt regardless who they are. She isn't too fond of being a werewolf. She'd rather be a normal human, so she rarely ever changes.
Story: She was born into a werewolf family, but somewhere along the way, her parents had 'adopted' and injured vampire. Eventually the vampire moved on, and Dawn had a respect for their people.

name: Shiori Reid
age: 19
race: Werewolf
rank: Private
appearence: Day
Night
personality: Calm. Quiet, never really talks. But she has a bubbly personality and can make anyone laugh. She's the jokester of her clan. She loves to smile, but has a very nasty temper when angered. Other than that, she's a really sweet and flirty girl.
story:
Shiori was brought up in a wealthy town in America. Her parents were born in America, but still held oin to their Japanese roots. Shiori was turned on her sixteenth birthday by a mysterious boy she met at a party one night. Her parents disowned her after witnessing her transformation. She had no knowledge of the war that was going on. Now she is a loner, a rogue to be exact. She trusts no one, and hardly speaks anymore. She's basically gone mute from all that's happened to her

Might I jump in?

go ahead....

Hey! Uber, you're in MY RPG! Cool-cool! So, anyway...


Name:Gayatshiro
Age:19
Race:Human
Rank:Civilian
Appearance:Long,black hair, blue ribbons woven through two braids; lengthy body; usually wears casual jeans, a green or blue tank top, and black sneakers; has a black shiny stoned choker necklace; angular face; rosy cheeks; blackish-blue eyes; purple hoop earrings, has a dragon tattoo swirling around belly button
Personality:Nice, shy, quiet, peaceful, outspoken if someone makes fun of her friends or family
Story:Family was killed by a vampire at 3, and now lives alone in a small, run down old bakery. Often takes walks outside, even though she knows it's dangerous, in order to try and lure out a vampire.

((I'm getting antsy. We need to start this soon.))

((Yea, we should start as soon as possible. I'm getting antsy to! And, Hanyoukai, aren't you in Heist? And, maybe, you should join my rpg! Unless you already are...I don't know right now!))

(( If j_beowulf doesn't actually do anything soon, I hope we would be able to just go with it. It might be one of those times were someone joins and never does anything after a few posts.

I'm sorry, I don't want to confuse myself with too many RPG's all going at once. I was actually wary join Heist. It looks like you have plently people to keep it going. ^^ ))

((But it's cool having you on Heist! You know, we could just start it ourselves! That's what we did in Heist! C'mon, you go ahead, and I'll follow your lead! :kittylove: :music: ))

((Well, we should wait first for everyone, plus to see if j_beowulf actually is going to reply. Maybe he's just having a bad day or something?

But, if he doesn't show up soon, I say we go ahead and begin it. We should give him a day or two.))

((Alright, but if he doesn't reply by Tuesday, let's start without him!))

((I can agree to that. If he doesn't I'll pm everyone who joined saying that we're just going to start with or without him.))

(why the hell did you spam this RP? Can't you just sit and wait patiently like everyone else?!?!?!?!)

((Personally, I'm not a very patient person...))

(Make private, limited rpg if you have an urgent need... the rpg etiquette want for posters to wait for the slowest ones... I give them generaly one page max behind. It's politness and respect....)

((Sorry! I'm waiting for everyone to catch up, so I'll just shut up and wait!))

alright lets start




james goes out for a walk to do some thinking he passes by the old bakery and his ears perk up there's someone inside he enters causiously just in case there are any vamps. in there

*The night... A figure was kneeling on the roof of a low business buisining. A man, the strange white cloack of sort shifting from the cool night wind....

The man was obviously not from here, by the skin tone and way he was clothed and all those jewels.... And indeed, this man travelled.

The white men's world.... He had learned much about it in centuries, and globaly on the world... So much changes since the days he was born... a second time, hidden from the mercyless Sun God....

He had made a long trek to here.... Something tell him that he may learn a few things here. This street war between his kind and the garoux.... Maybe the beasts know about his Master.

He stands up, silent. And leaps off the building, inhumanly gracious and strong.*


(I hope that I am not wrong on the time now. X3 )

((What time is it? ^^; ))

-Lawrence-
I leaned against the smooth brick of a wall in an ally. I had seen a few people pass by, once seeing me they fled the opposite direction. I sighed and brushed my hair to the side, keeping it away from my eyes. This was rather pointless, waiting for some unsuspecting pedsetrian to not notice me. Especially with the dogs around.

-Dawn-
"Here's another one!" Someone yelled, I forget their name. I quickly ran over and helped them up, taking slow steps. During this war, many people were injured. A few people and I would always take care of any of the injured. I led the wounded man to a cot and rushed to get water. This war is stressful on us all.

Anton:

I had recently gotten off of a plane and had unpacked my items, placing them inside the barracks I was staying in.
"So, how much longer until we go to war?" I mentally questioned.

Jeschi:

I was currently sleeping in the room I was given by afew human allies I had. The windows had been blocked out by paint and wood and the lights of the room replaced by candles.

I woke up, and yawned in the dusty interior of the old bakery. Everything seemed quiet, so I walked outside, my short, lightweight dagger strapped to my back.
"Man...I'm so tiiiiired...."I stretched, and everything seemed to slow as a shadow fell upon my back.
V-v-vampire...I thought, terrified, and dodged back into the bakery.
No...oh no no no! They can't kill me! I won't allow it!!
Running back into my room, I shoved my bed against the door, and shivered as I sat in the corner. I mean, some heroic person HAD to be out there, right? A person who could spare time to save a girl from a avampire? But I, of course, was a hidden Gypsy, so no one really cared if they knew...
But, someone who doesn't know HAS to save me, right?

james then saw a girl running he tryed to follow her but she ran into another room and shut and locked the door he tried to open it but that was to no avail he knocked then spoke


James:hello.......everything's fine. i wont hurt you
he waited for her answer

(I say it is night, but am I right, Beowulf?)


(kyo_kitty666, is the 'shadow' my character? o.o)


*The native warrior lands down a knee, and slowly stand up, looking around. Where to start his questing? He don't know the city so well, curse... Maybe by tracking the garoux around. He walks out of the sidestreet that he lended in, out on the main....*

(pausing for possible peoples who joined but have not yet posted.)

((no, uber, the shadow isn't you.))

"How do I know your not gonna trick me?!" I yelled, squeaked, and clapped a hand over my mouth.
Wonderful...so brilliant Gayatshiro...I thought, and mentally kicked myself. My eyes dodged about the room, and I rested my eyes on the window. Sure, I was on the second story ((cause I climbed up stairs)), but I could make it! I latched my hands onto the stony outside, and swung outside.
Again, brilliant...if you go down, the vamp'll get ya, go up, and it'll fly up...
Suddenly, my grip slipped, and I screamed, my last grip falling. I hurtled downwards, and tears poured from my eyes. Suddenly, I blacked out.

~Shiori~

My heart raced deep within her chest. This was the worst possible time of day for a mutt like me. There were vampires out, I could feel them. Sapphire eyes darted nervously, scanning and taking in all my surroundings. Where were they? I flexed her fingers, cracking them a bit. I was itching to start something. My eyes flashed as the scent of something sweet reached my nose. "Sweets? I smell sweets!" I thought. My azure gaze shifted down the road in the direction of the scent. A smirk crossed my lips, feeling my mouth water for the sweet escape that was sweet foods. I was itching to sink my teeth into a doughnut. Glazed and mouthwatering. Feeling like I was about to explode, I took off down the street towards the town bakery. She skidded to s halt when I saw two blurs pass me. "What the?" I muttered, eyes wide. I looked back as a boy and girl ran down the path. I shrugged it off and pushed open the door to the bakery. My senses perked and my eyes flashed. Someone was nearby. I stepped back a bit, letting the door close again. I reached up and brushed a few strands of my dark brown hair behind my shoulder. My eyes shifted toward a alleyway. I caught the scent of someone hiding there. Someone that I really didn't want to mess with. But curiosity got the best of me. The breeze pushed my lavender bangs into my eyes, but I made no move to brush them away. "Who's there?" I asked, hoping my voice would carry into the ally.

I gasped, as I woke up on the ground.
Oh, great, all the dough-nuts fell out on top of me...I thought, and froze as I heard a voice. Wind blew, caressing my face, dipping my head to shelter it. A faint pain blasted through my cheek, and I felt blood. Laughing, I grabbed my arm, and screamed loudly as the laugh cut off, and tears poured down my cheeks, mixing with my blood.
Great. Alone, broken arm, covered in dough-nuts, glaze, and chocolate. And, of course, sprinkles

(actualy we are in a nght setting right now)

*Bypassers look at me, jeering at my noble look. How they dare, me, servant of the Sleepers! I glares at them simply however, holding the 'cry' in my troath. ARRRR.....

I keeps marching ahead simply. They give me a wide birth, feeling in me the 'anti-energy' given to me by the Men's Stone Mask. Or simply my superior state. Now, where to get....

Wait....

he felt a familiar smell, distant.... Smirking, he semi-grins, his fangs showing.

BLOOD.

There, by this area..... He though. There is a few cots away... He discretely take the street aside, and leaps to the wall. His fingers, superiously strong and sticky, allowed him to climb.

Tonight, he would dine. And his blood spoke...*

-UREYYYYYYY.....

Jeschi:

I heard a knock on the door, must have been one of my human allies.
"Yes, come in..." I said.
A middle aged girl walked in, smiling abit.
"Its night..." she said calmly.
"Thank you." I replied as I slowly stood up.

Anton:

I sighed, having heard I was going to be a member of the first team to go into the city. I placed the form that explained everything down on my bed.

the girl finally unberracades the door. james enters keeping his hands above his head

James: see i told you i wouldn't hurt you.
my name is james whats yours.

he awaits her answer

I screamed from below.
"I'm down here! I think I broke my arm! Could you get help?? Oh PERFECT!! I cut my collarbone and neck TOO!!"

(hanyoukai come back only sunday or saturday evening, so we could pause a bit)

james jumped down to where the girl had fallen he riped off edge of his shirt sleeve he aproaches her slowley and mends her arm "i told you i wouldn't hurt you" he said quietly he was listening he hrared something out side
then he smelled it, it was a vampire run and hide he told the girl then headed toward the vampire

~Shiori~

I was alone. I couldn't sense any more movement. I craned my head to the left and sniffed the air. No one was around anymore. They all had disappeared. I tensed up when I caught a familiar scent. Blood. Someone had been wounded. I took off in the direction of the scent and came upon a small group surrounding a hole. I cautiously approached. I felt the hair on the back of my neck prickle. There was a vampire in front of me. I felt weak at his presence. My heart raced and my chest began to hurt. "Oh no, what do I do?" I thought, beginning to panic. I looked around, hoping to find another of my kind. No such luck. They must have been in that hole if there were any around. I was alone with this guy. Perfect. I cautiously approached him, my arms behind my back, my left hand hiding my right wrist. I leaned forward a bit as I walked. I stood next to him now, my heart still racing. "Wh-what's going on?" I asked, quietly, my voice shaky. I looked down into the hole and noticed a boy helping out a young girl. "OH MY GOD! is she okay?" I asked, my eyes growing wide as I went into panic mode again. Not a good idea at the moment

I shivered a bit at the man's touch, and turned my face away to hide my eyes. The ribbons in my hair tickled his face, and I gasped as he told me to run and hide.
"N-no, I won't move an inch."I protested, and looked into his eyes, searching his face for any anger.

Jeschi:

I left from my hiding place and into the cold night. I climbed down the fire escape, landing softly in the alley near some garbage bins. I looked around for a victim to take some blood from.