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Post by Rolokochu on Mar 17, 2007 14:58:44 GMT -5
OOC:
There is not much to this roleplay it is more or so just about a lone werewolf, making friends with a: Vampiress Vampire Shapeshifter (male or female players choice)
the lone werewolf doesn't remember much from before he was attacked. His new found friends try to help him regain his identity and we'll see what happens from there.
I know this isn't much of a roleplay but it should get entertaining, for those who are bored.
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Post by Rolokochu on Mar 17, 2007 15:00:10 GMT -5
The Rebellious, black hair scrawny 6'8" teenage boy ran through the forest, unaware that he was being watched. The year was 1920 and this boy was on the run from his town, which he despised. The sky was enveloped with thick black clouds ready to spoil the peace. Thunder rolled and lightening flashed. He was around the age of 17. A man appeared from the forest, asking the boy if he needed help finding his way, or if he'd want a place to stay. The boy tried to get away from him. This angered the man.The man pounced digging his teeth into the boys flesh who screamed and fell to the ground, the man disappering into the darkness. His jaw clenched shut, his pale face breaking out in thick white fluff, his eyelids covered his liquid acid eyes. His body hit the floor in the fetile position, his shadow took form of an oversized canine. From his face sprout a muzzle, his muscles bulged and ripped the clothing he wore. A tail sprouted from his tail-bone and ears from the top of his head. A howl of excrutiating pain erupted from his fur smothered throat. His body stopped twitching and lay motionless on the forest floor.His body stopped twitching and lay motionless on the forest floor. Moments later he arose from the mud covered ground. He looked over into a near by stream, "wha- what happened to me?" he growled "I- I'm covered in, fur, and wasshat!? Agh! that's not right" He said referring to his tail He looked back into the stream, his first transformation had gone extremly well. His acid green eyes reflected in the moonlight as he rose to a standing postion and sniffed the air, letting out a desperate howl he landed on all fours once more and darted off to the north. He's called d'Artagnan and he now was one lost werewolf.
He found a boulder which he crawled up upon and sat on his haunches. Thunder rolled, causing his ears to twitch, and the lightening flashed in his acidic green eyes. His jaws snapped at the falling liquid that pelted him.
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Post by heavyweaponsmaster on Mar 24, 2007 22:01:03 GMT -5
Sanoske was a guy about the height of 5'11", his hair was long and black. He was only 17 and he's a vampire. Sanoske walks a little bit and stops at every-other tree and tries to catch his breath, his right arm is bleeding very badly. While he tries to catch his breath he hears a creature roar and Sanoske then said in a low voice,"oh man... theres somebody.... nearby, could they.... be.... friendlys... or... foes?"
Sanoske walked a little bit further and then stoped, he felt like he was completly out of breath and that he had to stop. He was breathing hard and constantly, he has to keep moving otherwise he may suffer more damage.
While Sanoske was out of breath, he looked around and directly infront of him about 10 yards away he saw a warewolf and Sanoske then said," dam," and he threw himself on the ground and thought: thant thing can take me out at my current state, Im way to injured to put up even the slightest defense." Sanoske looked at the warewolf while he lays on the ground and in a low voice he said," whats that thing doing?" AS the rain fell it hit Sanoske's right arm and caused him severe pain and he screamed in pain and after he screamed he then said in a low voice," dam, I hope that thing didnt hear that just now."
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