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I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:If she wants to kill Pontius, I want in
Mordoskul, you are going all the way down
Hmm, I plan on ending your life Lazarus-style. Gory and descriptive.
Mael-Dannan Ravenous Angels Tomb Kings Protectorate of Menoth
halonachos wrote:Mordo is evil, the cute walrus wearing a monocle is just a disguise for the evils within the confines of the avatar box.
darksage wrote:And then the darkness approached the computer screen ready to unveil untold horrors on millions of unsuspecting innocents... Some knew him as the bringer of terror...some knew him as the spawn of all things evil...some knew him as the walrus, but then their lives would account for nothing, for they would be dead in seconds of the words leaving their lips.The walrus has posted, prepare for the death of worlds.
sillyboy wrote:Opriknikki Too tired too scroll through thread........Will someone help poor ol' Silly.
Long answer;
In the Dark Ages, the Opriknikki were the 'secret police' of Ivan the Terrible, wearing huge, black coats, and riding through villages hacking down dissenters. Now, Ivan became a vampire, and it seemed only logical that his shock troops should join him in undeath. Opriknikki are huge, on average eight-feet tall, and built like tanks. Each has pure white eyes, and a mouth full of shark teeth. The Opriknikki are unique in the fact that rather than draining the blood of their prey, they instead devour them. They are terrifying melee combatants, and enjoy tearing their foes apart with their bear hands (they're Russian, so pun intended).
Mael-Dannan Ravenous Angels Tomb Kings Protectorate of Menoth
halonachos wrote:Mordo is evil, the cute walrus wearing a monocle is just a disguise for the evils within the confines of the avatar box.
darksage wrote:And then the darkness approached the computer screen ready to unveil untold horrors on millions of unsuspecting innocents... Some knew him as the bringer of terror...some knew him as the spawn of all things evil...some knew him as the walrus, but then their lives would account for nothing, for they would be dead in seconds of the words leaving their lips.The walrus has posted, prepare for the death of worlds.
sillyboy wrote:Opriknikki Too tired too scroll through thread........Will someone help poor ol' Silly.
Long answer;
In the Dark Ages, the Opriknikki were the 'secret police' of Ivan the Terrible, wearing huge, black coats, and riding through villages hacking down dissenters. Now, Ivan became a vampire, and it seemed only logical that his shock troops should join him in undeath. Opriknikki are huge, on average eight-feet tall, and built like tanks. Each has pure white eyes, and a mouth full of shark teeth. The Opriknikki are unique in the fact that rather than draining the blood of their prey, they instead devour them. They are terrifying melee combatants, and enjoy tearing their foes apart with their bear hands (they're Russian, so pun intended).
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
halonachos wrote:His characters killed Kara so Andy killed Sean. Although because this is America, Andy doesn't believe in ties only victory.
reminds of a line in 'A fish called Wanda@ where they are wind up the american character, ironically 'Born in the USA' has also just came on the radio... all those vietcong
Currently debating whether to study for my exams or paint some Deathwing
His characters killed Kara so Andy killed Sean. Although because this is America, Andy doesn't believe in ties only victory.
Cometo think of it I think ghosty and I are the only two players to kill another active player's NPC. Go us!
I think it's because we're down right aggressive with our characters. Pub brawl? We're there holding the chair legs. Wedding punch up? We're there engaging in fisticuffs with the brides father. School food fight? We're busy eating the grub, because wasting food is bad.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
Musatei leaned over the edge of the roof top and looked down at both the small group of Hunters and the two wolves at the end of the alley way...she allowed a long howl to escape her partialy transforming as she did...
Bellow the two unknown wolves and the Hunters glanced towards her..." Son of a B**** there's another one.." A Hunter with his arm in a cast said..." We need to go...before we get ripped apart here" Leading the two younger Hunters away...the older Hunter kept his eyes moving between Musatei and the wolves in the alley...
As the Hunters disapeared from sight...Musatei called down to the blue haired woman..." No need to fear...we are of the same blood...if you seek safety...seek me out.." with this she turned and vanished from sight bounding to an adjecent roof and into the night...
Figured I'd get that part out of the way...more to come...
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I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
"Old man Danny had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. And on this farm he had an incinerator, e-i-e-i-o. With a"
*muffled scream "here, and a" *muffled scream "there, here a" *muffled scream "there a" *muffled scream "everywhere a" *muffled scream, "Old man Danny had a farm, e-i-e-i-o."
An hour later.
"Danny, why is there an acoustic guitar and harmonica in the incinerator?"
"Old man Danny had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. And on this farm he had an incinerator, e-i-e-i-o. With a"
*muffled scream "here, and a" *muffled scream "there, here a" *muffled scream "there a" *muffled scream "everywhere a" *muffled scream, "Old man Danny had a farm, e-i-e-i-o."
An hour later.
"Danny, why is there an acoustic guitar and harmonica in the incinerator?"
"Dunno."
...Nachos...have I told you lately that you fething rock?...
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
Pinkerton watched the screen for a moment longer before the scenes being shown of the rampageing wolf were replaced with a simple screen reading "technical difficulties"...
Longinus amilled down at him..." You see for yourself Detective...this will be your city under the claws of the Beast...is this what you wish..?...surely it is far better to join with us...rid your city of these abominations and return to an...orderly existance..."
" With you and your kind murdering innocent people every night..?" Pinkerton said,his eyes burning with hate..
" Detective..." Longinus sighed..." Only a fool would call the dregs we feed upon innocent...and I don't belive you a fool...surely your numerous years on the police force have more than aquainted you with the types we take as our prey...and you belive them to be no more innocent than I do..."
Pinkerton glared up at the Vampire..." Let me tell you something...I may find some of the people I have to deal with ...distasteful...but none of them...ever!! have disgusted me as much as you...your kind...OR those damned wolves...I want to see both your kinds wiped out...so feth you and feth your proposal ...!!"
Pinkerton quickly shoved the lone human out of his way as a pistol roared in the confines of his room...as rapidly as he could...the Detective rushed for the door...
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
As Pinkerton was making his frantic attempt at escape...
On a secluded farm Danny was making frantic phone calls...that bastard Andy had gone on a cleanse mission and Danny knew that even now Pontius properties were going up in flame..
He'd tried repeatedly to reach his contact to Pontius...but thus far had recieved no answer and no response to any of his text..he felt his blood run cold...surely Pontius wouldn't hold him responsible..surely..
Danny shuddered...he knew no such thing...in his fury Pontius was capable of anything...and Danny knew it..
"Bastard.." Danny yelled kicking a chair over and trying the number again...still no answer...
" This is all that bastard Andy's doing.." Danny growled...In the recesses of his brain..Danny began to formulate a plan...Andy had to be dealt with...but..he'd have to see him off cleverly...though Pontius was indeed a threat...if Danny was clumsy..and it was revieled that he was the one to kill Andy...the Network would Hunt him to the ends of the earth..
Danny sat down and twisted the cap of a bottle of whiskey and swallowed a huge belt...."He's got to die...somehow...he's got to.."
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
High in his office in the glass towers of the NBC building,Bernard Katz viewed the clip Matthew Crossman had sent him...the man shook his head..." Poor Matt..you never had a chance.." with that Katz deleted the file.
He'd recieved word through the usaul channels that Crossman had died...he'd not been Surprised to hear it in the least...Crossman had always been a fool...to busy chasing money and women to see the big picture..Katz shook his head.." Well...at least it saves me the trouble of having to buy him off.."
Katz crossed the floor of his office and picked up his phone,dailing quickly...he waited...finally the answer came...
" This is Katz....I've deleted the video...and I've also stopped broadcasting the...incident that took place in downtown Empire City...I said I'd refuse to air it as it was most likely a gag and I didn't want some sort of...Orsen Wells situation on the networks head.."....Kats listed for a moment...
" Yes.." He said..." Empire City is breaking down...what's that line from that poem..The Center does not hold...?...Keats isn't it?...yes..."
Katz paused again as the voice spoke...
" I belive I can keep a lid on this situation...but...I'd advise you send a suppresion squad to Empire..." Katz said..." I'm sure the Hunters there would be thankful for the help..."
The voice on the other end spoke again...
" Really ?" Katz replied..." What makes you think he's turned?"
Another long pause...
" Shame.." Katz said..." Danny always impressed me as a stand up guy....guess he might not be...."
The voice spoke again...
" Very well" Katz said..." I'll do that...I'll be in touch soon when It's set up..."
He hung up the phone and returned to his desk...a moment later his fingers were dancing across his keyboard..
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
Nero watched with an air of meloncholy as Pontious Home was engulfed by flame...his memories drifting back as he gazed into the inferno....he sighed ,making a small fiddling gesture the ancient Vampire rose and drifted on the winds current.
" Pontius shall be quite displeased when he discovers this.." The ancient thought...Most displeased indeed...perhaps...it is time to ...assist him."
The vampire drifted along with the current of air...gazing up at the stars and reflecting as he did.
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I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
"I don't know which of your ideas is more idiotic," Andy shook his head as he drove the truck to 'The Werks', "I think its a tie between stopping me from torching a vamp's land and letting her going off on her own into an alley where there was at least one werewolf. I mean, c'mon Colt if I didn't know any better you were working for them."
"I'm not working for them you punk." Colt defended himself.
"Oh yeah," Andy's voice was louder, "you were protecting a vampire's house and practically tried to feed Vegas to some wolves."
"And you're better with that Sean fella?" Colt retorted,
"I did that to get back at the wolf who killed Kara," Andy responded on the verge of anger, "the guy was a wolf sympathizer and got what he deserved."
Edit:Adding more
"You fed him to a vampire!" Colt shouted out, "How do we know you're not working for them?"
"Because I was busy setting his gak on fire while you were busy stopping me and endangering Vegas's life." Andy tried to calm the situation back down.
"You were getting us noticed Andy," Colt shook his head, "we don't like attention almost as much as them."
"Well maybe we should let them know," Andy gripped the wheel tightly, "maybe we should tell the world that we exist and so do vampires and werewolves."
"That would send the whole world in uproar." Colt said calmly, "You know how many people would die in the panic alone?"
"Probably less than the amount of people killed by those things since the early 21st century." Andy kept driving to the auto shop, "This is ridiculous, I'm beginning to think that I'm the only one actually trying to carry out the mission. You know, getting rid of both wolves and vamps."
He pulled into the garage for "The Werks", the place was a 'foreign car specialist' garage which is why they decided to be cute and call it 'The Werks' instead of "The Works'. Unfortunately for them the owner's family had been attacked by some vamps, his wife was killed and the hunters were more than happy to kill the thing that did it. As compensation the hunters could use the body shop whenever they wanted to for free, the hunters promised to keep the shop protected as well. It was the closest thing to a mafia front in the city, well compared to Pontius's fronts.
"We need to cut his income." Andy told Colt and Vegas, "If he can afford body guards we'll have to go through them, if he can afford vehicles he can escape, and most importantly if the other vamps in the city see him as the power figure because of his hold on the businesses we can make them turn against him."
"The vamps are too loyal to him to betray Pontius." Colt said, "I've been here for years and have yet to see a single one of them rise against him."
"That's what we thought in Morrison City too." Andy said, "But in the end the vamp in charge was killed by one of his followers, we just moved in to get rid of the new guy before he could consolidate his power. He's just like a dictator you know, if you show his followers his weakness they'll take care of him for us."
"But what about hose he's 'embraced', they should be loyal to him no matter what." Vegas asked.
"Apparantly not," Andy replied, "they're greedy pricks just like the rest of us. They think that they have 'culture' , they think that we're unwashed heathens, fit only for food. The greatest satisfaction is knocking them off of their high horse. They live for hundreds or thousands of years and they believe that they can outwit us when they're no smarter than us."
"Is that why you were setting things on fire?" Colt asked.
"Yeah," Andy replied, "we need to make him seem weak and seeing as though I was able to drive around alone and burn two of his properties in one night I would say his grip isn't as tight as we think."
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Scarlett paused as she walked into the alley off 7th and Redford. There was a cold calm to the night, something she would normally ignore, but with thoughts of 'her' rolling about her head she felt more vulnerable than she would like.
A cat hissed and shrieked as it catipulted off a dustbin lid, sending the metal top scattering across the tarmac with a riotous noise.
Her eyes narrowed as she glared toward it, then glanced around herself nervously, it was like something thick pooled in the dark.
So much chaos had struck Empire City, now other forces descended towards her, something was rotten at the heart of this city but she wasn't sure what.
'Get a grip lizabeth' she whispered, the name her mother had called her through her youth. She paused and looked at a window, seeing the ghostly face that now stared back at her.
It had been too long since she had thought of that name, her youth seemed such a long time ago. Closing her eyes she felt a anger gnaw at her stomach for allowing such a weakness of self strike her and stalked forward. She spotted the source of the cat's misgivens ahead, a street walker, some bum rustling around in a bin up ahead and with a slight change of pace walked up to him silently.
The stentch was apalling, she could almost taste his smell at the back of the throat, but her lack of blood was reminding her beggers can't be chosers. She almost smirked at the thought, as she ran her fingers across his neck.
'Whu, what, I ain't doin nothin' he blurted in surprise lifting himself out of the bin, then as he saw Scarlett a confused look crossed his face. 'You got a problem lady?'
Scarlett smiled at him, and caressed his cheek with her fingers, he was startled for the fact such a woman touched him at all, and then something else was.. her eyes, all he could see where her eyes.
Scarlett walked away from the hobo, he was murmering something about honeycakes as he lay across the alley chuckling to himself, she ignored him. Licking the wound shut had been disgusting, but better that than leaving a body for others to find, the main thing was she had taken enough to survive, well until she could find a more suitable donor. At least the Aphasia was only a couple of blocks away.
Crossing the street quickly she filed in behind a young couple talking about visiting the Aphasia as they walked, she smiled at the thought of new patrons. She couldn't help but notice that something about the two of them, their youth perhaps made her feel hungry once again.
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"That's not an Ork, its a girl.." - Last words of High General Daran Ul'tharem, battle of Ursha VII.
Two White Horses (Ipswich Town and Denver Broncos Supporter)
Banging my head against the wall cos I made a typo while hacking the Matrix
RP: 5 minutes before hunter retreat
"Rose, Musatei said we should make our way to one of her safe houses in town. I am thinking otherwise," Atlas said, hesitation in his voice. "Amanda and Musatei were going to check out a Werewolf that was on a rampage downtown. Now I don't know what kind of werewolf that is, but it had to be angry, and if Musatei is going to draw it into the pack, she will eventually find out about her betrayal and we will be severely outnumbered. We have to go there, check it out, and find out what were dealing with here. Also, if we can befriend the Hunters somehow, we will increase our survival chances greatly. We will have to go now, otherwise we will miss something."
"Fine. I see your reasoning, then come, let us be quick," Rose replied to him. "Come on."
They ran off into the night, and to the sparkling city in the moonlight.
**************
1 minute before hunter retreat
Atlas and Rose walked to the end of the alleyway, and peered out onto the street. There he was a huge werewolf, who howled in rage.
“Somebody’s angry,” whispered Rose.
“Shhh…”
Atlas continued to look at the scene, while trying not to make himself seen. He spotted a few hunters facing the werewolf, and there was also a woman with the werewolf. He continued to look around, and spotted Musatei up high on the rooftop. She was invisible to the naked eye. He wondered that if he saved the Hunters from the werewolf, would they help him. Before he could find out, Musatei let out a loud houl, and started to transform. Because of this, the hunters fled, so that they would not be killed by the werewolves who were obviously in the greater position. She then turned to the woman on the ground, and told her that they should seek her out, and that they are of the same blood. What a joke.
“Okay, we need to get to the Hinters, if we offer them the chance to kill Amanda and Musatei, they will definitely think about it. We have to choose our words carefully though. Or, we could bring them something to show we’re on their side.”
“What? Are you crazy? They’ll shoot us!”
“You don’t know that. Anyway, if they did at least we would finally be free from this nightmare!”
This stopped Rose in her tracks.
“Okay.”
“Wait, I know what we can do. Musatei is still around this area. I know what we have to do. Kill her, and take her head to the Hunters! Lets go!"
Rose nodded in agreement, surprise in her eyes, and followed Atlas up the dirty ladder that led to the rooftops. Then Atlas spotted Musatei, making her way back to whatever building they were using to house themselves.
“There she is. Hurry, we have got to end this!”
************ (If there are any problems with that just tell me. Otherwise, I am thinking an event will have to take place with the fight against Musatei )
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Great RP Lord of Dakka
Don't mess with the Kaiser!
"It's not what you do, it is how big the explosion is, and the people you kill allong the way that makes it all worthwhile," The Kaiser
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
Too tired too scroll through thread........Will someone help poor ol' Silly. 
...Short answer...The Opriknikki is the huge Russian vampire who ate Ryans brother Sean...he's sort of like Pontius body guard.
Ravenous Angels 
Tomb Kings 
Protectorate of Menoth 
