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Kristen? So she was the girl missing from the Morgue? Wasnt she ripped to pieces though?

Hmmm.... *grumble grumble* why does halonachos take all the fun. :(

I'm gonna watch my movie, and see if i can get a second rp on tonight.

Perkustin wrote:Kristen? So she was the girl missing from the Morgue? Wasnt she ripped to pieces though?

Wolves can regenerate..... So the deadly wounds closed and she got back up. Probably is going to join the sewer wolves...

Have some painting to do will be back around midnight but...

BIC
Hawthorne waited under the bridge, he picked at his teeth while he waited, unlike a true vampire he still had to clean the stupid things. As he was flexing his fangs he heard a strange noise, well less a noise more a strange vibration in the air. It seemed his heightened senses were kicking in. The smeel of human adrenaline wormed it's way up his nostrils. Someone was waiting for him. He weighed up the options.

He couldnt run as Stelek would almost certainly be waiting at the Airport or would easily track him down if he attempted another form of escape. So he resolved to continue with the meet, even if it was an ambush he had a better chance of survival from a human attack than a true vampire one. Either way he should have a back up plan. He stowed 2 shots of the plasma and one of adrenaline in a place the hunters would never look, breaking off the metal needles as he grimaced his way through hiding them. (OOC: Unless you guys guess where he hid them you arent gonna find 'em, lets just say Hawthorne is resourceful )

He looked at his watch 11.30, he switched his gaze to the black tarmac river as it wound it's course through Empire city. A thousand Fish hearts beat fish blood through fish veins....

The ever cooling night air drifted across the field in a light breeze which rattled the leaves in the trees overhead. Walking calmly along side the road, Lucas whistled to himself as he kicked the occasional stone across the road.

It wasn't long before he found a ride with a slightly older gent in a beater of a Ford pickup truck and tucked himself in neatly in the bed of the truck as it sputtered down the road toward the city.

Lucas felt like a night out on the town, and the animal inside him howled in delight.

(OOC: Sorry for the very short post, but I have work shortly and just wanted to get my character rolling. )

Wait, what?! Kristen is a werweolf.

What the hell, I could swear I killed her?

There was a loud banging on the door. The entire apartment stunk with the blood of a fresh kill, so Mushatei made sure to febreeze the place before opening the door.

"Hell-"

"Listen up you little slut. Here's how it's going to go down. I'm going to kick the crap out of you, and you'll wake up on the morgue board next time." The woman was the girl from a few days ago, trying too feed in her territory, but this time, she didn't have her chest cavity opened.

"Like I told you, find your own hunting ground. You newbies think you can take 85th street and park, you are sadly mistaken." Mushatei had beaconed Pablo over with her hand behind her back. "How old are you? 8? 9?"

She shook her head, never leaving eye contact. "I'm 3 years old, and fired up."

Mushatei laughed. "I'm the Romanian. I'm 800. My associate here is 500. I would leave before we kill you before one hair extends on that pretty little head of yours."

She laughed, looked at the blood covered woman, and went pale.

She walked into the street, and screamed. There was a man, weapon drawn, firing what appeared to be shimmering projectiles at her.

"S**t! Pablo! Hunter! Hide it all! Hide it all!" Jenny screamed, running into the shower to wash off the Blood.



@Sillyboy: The hunter can either be my NPC, or you.

Perkustin wrote: (OOC: Unless you guys guess where he hid them you arent gonna find 'em, lets just say Hawthorne is resourceful )

This is wrong on so many levels....

BIC:.........Hey vampire........

Sky looked up at the two hunters. She wasn't impressed, she always tought hunters of the network would be different. They were even trying to dump them in the face of danger. She could see why James hated the network. But still, it could be those two were the crap of the lot. She pulled out her cell phone and threw it towards Kara. "We'll do it. But we want some more information. Kara went through the menu screen and found the pictures of the sewer wolves den. "How many?" "Four, but we've got reasons to believe there will be more" Andy looked over Kara's shoulders. "At least that explains why you smell like a dead rat." Sky ignored the comment of the spoilt brad, he was too young to even grow a manly beard. "What do you know about it?" She asked Kara. "First time i've heard about it." She said. "I can't believe there are so many. What are they doing?" Sky raised her shoulders. "We've got no clue. But we better exterminate them before the full moon comes. "When's that?" Andy asked. Was the hunters network really made of adolescent dim-wits? At least that was the impression Andy gave her. Luckily Kara kept the honour of the network above water. "Six nights from now." James answered. "I'm guessing you're going to need help with that. Four is a bit much." "Were gonna need six, two for every sewer entrance." Kara nodded "I'll see what i can do." She was trying to give the phone back. "Nah keep it, my number is on it, if you want to reach us." Kara nodded. "Well, lets go meet a vampire will we." Sky spat on the ground. She hated bloodsuckers. They jumped back into the Mercedes, James steered the car back on the road. "So what do you think?" James asked. "I' don't know. Kara seems okay but that young boy." "Yea, they get younger everytime." "But where do those assignments come from?" James waited a few moments before answering. "Well the assignments come from the Network. Nobody knows who they are, they just are there. We give them our information and they'll make sure the unnatural dies soon after." "How can you trust something you don't know." "Well thats the million dollar question isn't it. Like asking if jesus is His son. You just have to trust it." Silence ensued as they started nearing the bridge. Sky mulling over what James had said. They saw a man standing under the bridge. "I think, its him." James said. They stopped in the middle of the street. "I'll do the talking." James said. "You cover my ass. James jumped out and lit up a new cigaret. Oh no, the vampire can reek me, he imitated Kara. She got her facts wrong. Wolves smell, vampires hear. In the old days she would been thrown out the network. But it seemed the network had lowered his standards. James started walking towards the Vampire, the lights off the car shining in his back. The scene felt like it was a scene from an old maffia movie, james thought. Sky crawled out the car and leaned on top the hood. She aimed the crosshairs firmly at the vampires head. "Do something" she muttered."My finger is itching." She didn't like the fact James was so exposed to the Vampires. Shooting him down and capturing would have been so easy. But the other hunters seemed reluctant about torture, so they had to do it old skool. She could feel James was happy about that. "Evening." James greeted the vampire. "Excuse my partner, but she has some trust issues." "I see." the vampire said." James inhaled and blew a large cloud of smoke in his face. "Enough formalities. Lets get down to bussines."

OOC: Over to you Perkustin. Cause i have no idea what information i should be getting.... Maybe he was waiting for Sindi and the magical sword?

Isaac Crawled through the mud in the woods near the old VW. As he ahd been told there was a lamb tied to it. Now all he had to do was wait for the wolf to arrive to confirm his masters suspistions. He had a thermos with some coffee in it, some binoculars and a phone. Now for th ewait.

OOC; Sorry for the short post but longinus is lying low for a while

As Pontius stalked away from the farmhouse, and the crucified Rasputin, he once again took the form of a raven gliding off into the night. The Blade should have arrived by now, the Humanii he had hired to accumulate artifacts for him was always punctual. If she was late it could mean only one thing, his rivals. Perhaps the puppets in the Invictus coven, or the Rhu Clan were behind it, no matter, he would find her and he would have his Blade. Drawing upon his super-human senses, he followed Sandi's trail from her home to the side of the road, and from the road to the Empire City Police Station. Becoming the man once more, Pontius threw open the doors to the police station, casting his gaze about the lobby, his eyes searching. His color was up, and woe betide the human who tried to block his path.

"The woman where is she? I am in an ill temper, and my patience no longer exists at the moment, and I suggest you be prompt with your answer."

The officer at the desk was unimpressed, glancing up from his copy of Sports Illustrated to glare at the vampire, his beetle-like eyebrows joining together as if two large caterpillars were mating.

"You got a name? Got a couple of women back there, if you ask nicely, I might bring her up for you."

Pontius was to the point of boiling volcanic rage, how dare the cattle take that tone with him? When he spoke, his voice quivered with malice and impatience.

"Mortal, you have five seconds to bring me Sandra Casey before I tear your heart from your breast."

The officer looked up with fear in his eyes as he saw Pontius clearly for the first time. He stammered as he spoke, sweat trickling from his brow, his voice full of false bravado.

"L-look pal, if y-ou don't sit your ass down, I'll have to put under arrest for t-threatening an officer of the law."

"Five," began Pontius' countdown.

"S-sit down! Look, I don't want any trouble."

"Four."

The officer yelled down the hall, his voice a panicked rush, "Collins! Collins! I need you!"

"Three, two."

"COLLINS! COLLINS!"

"One."

Pontius' hand shot out, tearing through the soft tissue of the officer's chest, Pontius used his other hand to tear open the man's ribcage, revealing his lungs and heart. As the officer screamed fit to wake the dead, the vampire tore his heart from his open chest, letting the blood trickle down his arm. Regaining control of himself, Pontius swore in Latin. He had exposed himself, he needed to escape, Blade or not. Transforming into the raven once more, he took to the skies, returning to the slums before sunrise.

(I'll let Fitzz describe the reaction of the other officers)

Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:Wait, what?! Kristen is a werweolf.

What the hell, I could swear I killed her?

Yea, but you could have infected her. Vamps can voluntary chose to do this, with wolves it just happens.....I could be wrong tho.

@mordoskull

You voluntarly attacked a police station . This can't end well.

@chowderhead

Its probably going to be your NPC, cause my chars are a bit busy at the moment.

sillyboy wrote:
@mordoskull

You voluntarly attacked a police station . This can't end well.

@chowderhead

Well Pontius is known for his murderous rages, but when he cools down he'll downright furious at himself for blowing his cover.

Mordoskul wrote:

sillyboy wrote:
@mordoskull

You voluntarly attacked a police station . This can't end well.

@chowderhead

Well Pontius is known for his murderous rages, but when he cools down he'll downright furious at himself for blowing his cover.

And you would think a vampire from ancient times would know better. *shakes head in disbelief*

Oh well, more for us to hunt....Damn there are a lot of hunts going to happen and we only got two Hunter players.

sillyboy wrote:

@mordoskull

You voluntarly attacked a police station . This can't end well.

Considering the cops in the rp are more akin to their real life counterparts, not B rate Hollywood horror extras... I have to agree.

sillyboy wrote:

Mordoskul wrote:

sillyboy wrote:
@mordoskull

You voluntarly attacked a police station . This can't end well.

@chowderhead

Well Pontius is known for his murderous rages, but when he cools down he'll downright furious at himself for blowing his cover.

And you would think a vampire from ancient times would know better. *shakes head in disbelief*

Oh well, more for us to hunt....Damn there are a lot of hunts going to happen and we only got two Hunter players.

You have a point there, that may have been a bit out of character, but then again, you saw what he did to the Sage.

Mordoskul wrote:You have a point there, that may have been a bit out of character, but then again, you saw what he did to the Sage.

Yea that got to hurt. But we'll see what Fitzz does with it... Hopefully Pinkerton will become aware of the supernatural and will start to give info to Sky. This would mean i have an inside man. Would make things a lot easier.

Hawthorne looked the man up and down. Passed it, he thought to himself; this washed up old alchoholic obviously thought he was working for some higher purpose, nothing more than a murderer, a washed up, has been, murderer...

Hawthorne spat a gobbet of saliva
'You stink of Gak' he said to the hunter. He had to play this right, maybe get the guy angry; he looked like he was prone to rages, hawthorne could exploit it..
'You Stink of vampire, i know which i'd rather smell of any day' he snarled in reply.
'listen, was it you on the phone that said you wanted to meet? Or am I wasting my time'
'Huh?! what the gak are yo talkin' bout vampire?! Why would i call you?!'
At this the hunter looked to his right, he thought the vampire wouldn't notice, sometimes these bastard hunters were so arrogant.
'You're stalling...' Hawthorne Managed before he was interrupted....

@ Siilyboy...sorry I missed the part about Kristen...doing this from work is a huge pain.

Ok...here's the thing...one must "survive" a wolf attack to be "Changed"...getting ripped into pieces would mean she didn't survive...so...sorry Kristen is a corpse.

Mordoskul...Wow...you could havw always sent someone to check on Bail...I'm going to ponder police response for the night...but...I won't lie...things won't turn out to good..of course...if you'd like to just make a run for it now...I will accept that action and do a follow up write up of police reesponse...of course if you wish to lay seige to the police dept....you could do that as well I suppose.

Thanks for bearing with me until I get my home computer on it's feet again guys.

Ah ok, no problems ...... I hope the finding of the sewer wolves fall into your plan.

Just need to wait for Halonachos. Remember Hawthorne may be able to get info on (Or arrange a meet with) Pontius (Mordoskul) or Longinus (Hlaine Larkin)...

(Realizing the sillyness of my action, I shall edit my post)

Andy had snuck up behind the vampire with his pistol drawn. He whistled to get the vamps attention before swinging the barrel of the .357 down onto the vamp's head. The force could cause fractures in the spine of a normal human, but would be just enough to knock him out hopefully. If not he would probably regret it.

Luckily the vamp simply crumpled to the ground, Kara was already putting a ball gag in his mouth before Colt or Vegas could draw their weapons. They then hog tied Hawthorne and congratulated themselves on a quick and easy capture.

"That was too easy." Andy said while keeping his weapon aimed at Hawthorne's body.

"Never look a gift horse in the mouth." Kara said as she ran to go get the truck.
...............

Hawthorne woke up to see Andy pressing his .357 against his chest. He was still gagged and tied up, he could guess that he was in a covered truck bed of some sort. Andy was sitting on the top of a wheel well and had an earphone hanging from his ear, the other was in an ear.

"Well, look who woke back up." Andy said while smiling, "Now don't do anything funny or I'll put a hole in you so big kids could swim in it."

Hawthorne decided to test the threat a bit by trying to move a hand. He could feel the barrel press down painfully on his chest.

"Or I could shove this thing through your chest." Andy was still smiling like a hotel manager greeting a guest, "Your choice."

"Andy, don't feth around with him." Kara shouted annoyed from the driver's seat.

"Alright Kara," Andy said dissappointed, "I'll be nice to the bloodsucker. Even though he wouldn't do the same for us."

The truck pulled up to a small house in the suburbs, a for sale sign hung in the front yard. Kara parked the truck in the garage as the mercedes with Colt and Vegas stayed in the driveway. The house was still furnished and had been a hideout in the early days of the Hunter's presence in the city.

Colt and Andy carried Hawthorne into the basement while Kara and Vegas kept their weapons pointed at them. The basement itself looked like a torture room, various methods of interrogation lined the walls. Kara brought Colt and Andy some iron chain cuffs and the two soon latched each arm to a metal anchor in the cement walls. They then sat Hawthorne in a chair and locked his feet in place, cutting the hog ties as they worked.

The fluorescent light in the ceiling kept all shadows away from the group.

"Alright Mr. Whoever you are," Kara crossed her arms, "we'll start with the basics, name, age, etc, and then we'll get into the nitty gritty. Think you want to do that?"

Hawthorne nodded and soon the ball gag fell from his mouth as it was untied.

"My name is Nigel Hawthorne and you are the rudest group of hunters I have ever met." he eyed Andy who only stood there, "Especially that one." Hawthorne mumbled something about being hit in the face with a heavy pistol.

"Sorry Mr. Hawthorne, I didn't know that there was some kind of etiquitte for such a situation." Andy retorted, "Maybe the next time I see a vampire biting someone's neck I'll remind them to be proper as well."

Hawthorne rolled his eyes.

"Enough chit-chat," Colt interrupted Kara, "give us the details, now."

Isaac ran back inot the sewer making sure he asn't followed. Thrusting his phone at Longinus.
Master, look at what i have discovered!!

Longinus looked down at the video playing on Isaacs phone. the video quality wasn't great but it clearly showed a lunar savage rip open a lamb tied to a post, in the background there was a old VW.
Where DID YOU FIND THIS??
I was watching old Murry's place like you instructed me
So my suspictions have been confirmed, they are here. We must do something
A rare smile crept over Longinus's face. Now there would be a challenge. Old Murry was nothing serious there were others he should of spent time harassing instead of this old junkie. NOw magical blood would spill

OOC: What are the rules on embracing npcs and is there anything similar to a Vinculum??

Hlaine Larkin mk2 wrote:Isaac ran back inot the sewer making sure he asn't followed. Thrusting his phone at Longinus.
Master, look at what i have discovered!!

Longinus looked down at the video playing on Isaacs phone. the video quality wasn't great but it clearly showed a lunar savage rip open a lamb tied to a post, in the background there was a old VW.
Where DID YOU FIND THIS??
I was watching old Murry's place like you instructed me
So my suspictions have been confirmed, they are here. We must do something
A rare smile crept over Longinus's face. Now there would be a challenge. Old Murry was nothing serious there were others he should of spent time harassing instead of this old junkie. NOw magical blood would spill

OOC: What are the rules on embracing npcs and is there anything similar to a Vinculum??

I do have a quick question here, if I am the wolf that was eating the animals in the field, and I am currently in the back of a truck heading to town... then how did I end up on video?

The interrogation had been fruitless so far. Any information Hawthorne gave was either vague or already known. Kara had taken Vegas to the ground floor to get her some dry clothes while Andy and Colt watched the vampire.

"Well, I'm bored as hell right now." Andy was leaning against a cellar wall, his weapon hung loosely at his side, "Listen bud, are you going to tell us anything useful?"

Hawthorne just smiled at Andy. It was incredibly annoying and Andy was considering shooting out his knee caps for sport.

"I'm being serious here," Andy rubbed his face, "be've been at it for almost an hour and you really haven't been worth the trouble of taking alive. I'm going to put it nicely, will you please just tell us something important?"

"Well, since you put it that way..." Hawthorne mulled over ideas in his head, "maybe."

"What do you want?" Andy asked while Colt continued to smoke.

"I want my freedom from these shackles of course." Hawthorne said while moving his arms up and down, the chains rattled as he did.

Andy looked over at Colt who just shrugged and allowed a smirk to crease his face. The cellar door opened and Kara and Vegas came back down. Vegas at least smelt better than she did but her new clothes were a bit baggy.

"Alright Colt, you can go get cleaned up if you want to." Kara told the older hunter. "Anything new?"

"He wants to be uncuffed..." Andy's voice betrayed the fact that he was actually considering it, "in return he may tell us something."

"Did you use anything on him?" Kara looked around and saw that the torture devices were clean besides a layer of dust.

"Nope." Andy replied.

"We may have to," Kara turned to face Hawthorne, "would you like to be tortured Mr. Hawthorne?"

"I'm not really into that kind of thing." Hawthorne jested, "You hunters are so funny, you think that getting information is as easy as 1-2-3 and you think that you're better than us. Then you lump every vampire in the world together despite how each vampire has acted."

"What are you getting at Mr. Hawthorne?" Vegas piped in.

"If I really wanted to kill you, you'd all be dead." Hawthorne looked at each hunter individually, "An old man past his prime, an irrational young man, a woman who has most likely never been a hunter, and another woman with holier than thou attitude. Think about it, I've been alive for over a hundred years and have more experience than the lot of you combined. I could easily pull these chains out of the wall, but I'm not going to."

"If that's true," Vegas asserted, "then why did you, let's say, allow us to capture you?"

"Simple really," Hawthorne found this 'Vegas' girl amusing, "I was going to be betrayed."

"By who?" Vegas continued.

"An elder," Hawthorne looked at Kara and Andy, "they are angry that I have not been partaking of human blood for some 30 years."

"So Mr. Hawthorne," Vegas interlaced her fingers, "how can we help you help us?"

"The cuffs are a nice start." Hawthorne replied.

The three looked at each other, Andy shrugged his shoulders, "It would be progress I guess.". Kara looked at Andy in dispair, "I agree, we'll just have to watch him closely.".


OOC:

Okay silly, do you want to uncuff pertuskin's vamp?
Note: The cuffs are incredibly uncomfortable. They elevate his arms in a fashion like being nailed to a cross, if he is uncuffed there's still the fact that his legs are strapped to a chair bolted into the ground.

Hawthorne looked at the motley crew infront of him, did they actually believe he could break out of these chains?!
'listen, to sweeten the deal i have a few names that may be of use to you'
'Oh yeah' said vegas scornfully.
'yeah' hawthorne replied making sure to wink at the whoreish girl, her beauty was clearly an insecurity, a weakness she tried to cover with bravado and figure spoiling clothing.
'Sindri something something, i forget his name, utterly insane. It would bring me some securtiy to know that maniac was dead (OOC 'cos FITZZ now controls that character we might as well have some fun with him.). Get me a map and i'll mark out his lair.'
'Ha, fat chance! I've got a better idea!' said the one named Colt picking up a pen and map. He walked over to the chained vampire and shoved the sharpie in his mouth,
'Mark away good sir, you vampires are always good with your mouth!'
'Like you wouldn't believe' flirted Hawthorne, Colt growled, excellent, thought Hawthorne; Vampirephobe and Homophobe. Exploiting Colt's short temper would be easy.

He carefully circled the sanitation plant on the map.
'Now... will someone please loosen these bonds?'

Gotta wait for sillyboy my friend.

Ok,as everyone should be aware...I'm having a lot of tech.problems with my home computer...so,I'm having a few dificulties keeping eveything updated as much as I'd like to...just please hang in there everyone...these poblems will get sorted.

Now...on to answering questions..

@ Larkin...you may embrace your own NPCs if you wish...embracing another PC or PC NPC is also allowed....but will count as a modified combat.

@ JP...That's a very good question..If you are the "Devil" old Murry has been feeding then ,considering he's been making offerings for over two months perhaps we can deduce that your character is currently filling in "Back story"...or it could always be another wolf...up to you.

....Ok...I'm going to do a write up on Mordoskuls killing of the police desk officer..and some responses.

I think everyone can understand the computer issue thing. Its an unwritten rule that anything that can break will and anything that can't break will get lost.

jp400 wrote:

Hlaine Larkin mk2 wrote:Isaac ran back inot the sewer making sure he asn't followed. Thrusting his phone at Longinus.
Master, look at what i have discovered!!

Longinus looked down at the video playing on Isaacs phone. the video quality wasn't great but it clearly showed a lunar savage rip open a lamb tied to a post, in the background there was a old VW.
Where DID YOU FIND THIS??
I was watching old Murry's place like you instructed me
So my suspictions have been confirmed, they are here. We must do something
A rare smile crept over Longinus's face. Now there would be a challenge. Old Murry was nothing serious there were others he should of spent time harassing instead of this old junkie. NOw magical blood would spill

OOC: What are the rules on embracing npcs and is there anything similar to a Vinculum??

I do have a quick question here, if I am the wolf that was eating the animals in the field, and I am currently in the back of a truck heading to town... then how did I end up on video?

Feth forgot about that, this'll not offically 'happen' until you munch another of murrys offerings