Masks and Blood (Always Accepting)
 

⇝Rules⇜
1. Have Fun!
2. Be creative! Steal boyfriends/girlfriends, make your long lost evil brother come, etc!
3. Message all profiles to me, don't just post them. Labeled "Masks and Blood".
4. Please be able to post at least one paragraph per post. I understand writers block, but not every time.
5. You must be willing to follow the rules for the particular supernatural being you wish to be. In this case, a Werewolf or a Vampire.
6. No Mary-Sue's or Gary-Sue's. Which means do not make your character all perfect. No one is perfect. Everyone has faults.
7. Be different! Don't be the same type of character as another person. We all like diversity! Don't be afraid to be different! Different is good!
8. Do not use ** for action. Use " " for talking. Do not txt tlk.
9. Do not kill any characters without permission from them and me.
10. Do not just quit. Tell us.
11. You can have as many characters as you want as long as you keep up with them all.
12. Check constantly, we don't want to keep having to keep people up to date.
13. That is all for now.

Rules for Supes
VAMPIRES
Not relegious.
Pale skinned.
Eyes can be any color.
Drink human blood. No "Vegetarians".
Created through biting. Yes, the process of changing is painful.
They must drink blood to maintain a beating heart that keeps functions running.
They do not have blood in their system, but a transparent liquid that functions as blood. The liquid is highly flammable.
Injuries heal quickly. If injured at all.
Have fangs, but only come out when wanted to.
Don't sparkle!
Sun does not kill them. It feels like a small tingle on their flesh. But they must have a cresent moon ring or necklace that is easily gotten.
Fire is the only way to successfully kill a vampire.
Impaling them through the heart temporarily paralyzes them
Can posses a power.
Stop aging once their body is fully mature. Yes, you can become a vampire from a very young age.
Heightened senses.
Cannot fly.
Cannot enter a house unless invited in. After that they are allowed to enter the house whenever they please.
Have T W O club around the world. 1. The Hangout and 2. Fangs. This is where there is a special dark room where vampires can take their pray and bite them.

WEREWOLVES
All werewolves have a mark of a wolf paw print somewhere on their body, that can be hid by clothing. Ex.: Stomach, Back, ect. Please note that it is not huge! Just a small wolf paw print. Not colored. Black.
Led by an alpha male or female. They become your caretakers and such.
Worship the moon.
Don't have any powers.
Cannot talk in werewolf form. They commmunicate the way real wolves do. Mind, and barking.
Turn into wolves. Not giant wolves. Not ugly stereotypical werewolves. Normal wolves.
Can shift into their wolf form any time. Forced into wolf form during the full moon.
The changing process is painful
After the transformation you still have your clothes on.
Werewolves are created by being bitten and scratched.
Age every fifty years after fully matured.
Wolf fur is most likely going to be the color of their human hair.
Injuries heal quickly.
Can be killed with fire, silver, and beheading.
Eat human food. Ex.: Hamburgers, salads, ect.


⇝Profile Skelly⇜
It looks confusing but it really isn't. Just fill it in. If you have questions about it, just let me know and I'll help you fill it out.

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⇝Werewolf Profiles⇜


⇝Human Profiles⇜

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The sun was beginning to set and the night animals began to chirp in chorus. Melissa was sitting by the lake. There was a small lake behind her house. She'd always go there to read. Like now. She was sitting on the swing, hung up by an old, sturdy tree, flipping through pages of a book.

'Melissa!'

Melissa's head snapped up by the sound of someone calling her. She looked around confused. No one was there. Shaking it off she stood. It wouldn't be the first time sometimes creepy had happened to her. It'd been happening a lot lately though. Most of her dreams were of images and things she didn't remember, but it felt like she was there. Shaking the possible off, she folded the corner of her book and made her way towards the house. Over a small hill and straight to the back porch. It was almost time for the masquerade anyway.

She opened the door and then the screen door. Once inside, Mellissa locked them behind her. She headed upstairs, hearing her mother clinging around. Sometimes she came home to work on her work. It wasn't long for her mom to be on the phone. Rolling her eyes, she stopped at the landing. Turning to the first door. It was her room.

Melissa pushed the door open and flicked the light switch on. Light flooded through her room. Normally she'd just let the moon light light her way through her room but the moon wasn't high enough for that yet. Already on her bed was what she was going to wear. It had taken her forever to find what she wanted or liked and when she finally did she had slowly peiced together this set.

Melissa took a quick shower and dried herself. First was undergarments and then she pulled on the purple dress. It was an old styled dress with a modern type look. She ventured out to ask her mother to lace it up in the back and tie it. Thankfully her mother did, while she talked on the phone. She silently thanked her mother when she was done and left, her bare feet padding softly against the cold floor.

Next came the heals and then she did her hair. She pulled back some long strips of her hair to create a half ponytail, though she left her bangs where they were. Using gold hair pins she pinned the chunk of wavy brown hair in the back of her head. Next came the mask. She didn't like make-up, though she planned on putting some lip gloss on.

Melissa was putting on some pink lip gloss when her mother came in holding a pendant. She handed it to her, still on the phone mouthed 'it's yours' and walked away. Weird.... And then she saw flashes of images. But they overlapped and it was hard to differenciate what was going on. But she knew that someone had been running and then they were on the floor.

The images reminded her of her family lore. A family member in the victorian or elizabethan era, either one, had gone out one night and never came back. They found her in an alley way with her throat ripped open savagely and all her blood drained. Had this been the pendant they found perfectly fine around her neck? Shivering at the thought Melissa examined the pendant. Deciding it was harmless and would look fine with her dress she put that on too. She was ready for the Masquerade...

"Man, this sucks!"
Another pair of shoes was already tossed into the pile of the tried and discarded. Green eyes quickly searched the nearby shelf for another pair of heels. Nicole had already been through 26 pairs of shoes in the last hour and yet she still hadn't found one that suited her taste. Money wasn't an issue for the girl. She had lived for half a century after all, and managed to accumulate a decent fortune in that time. It was just that she could not find any of the shoes in this boutique appealing at all. So why was a werewolf who loved dark, edgy, punk fashion in a high-class shoe store in the first place? Well...

One week ago:

"I'll pass.", was Nicole's definite answer to her fellow pack member's answer. She returned her attention to the magazine in her lap and flipped the page.
"But it'll be fun.", was the red head's reply. This she-wolf was only a few years older than Nikki in appearance but that only meant she already had more than two centuries under her belt. "And there'll be boys~...You know, food?"
Nicole looked back at her with a scowl, then to the male pack member beside her.

"Yeah, I'm going too." he said. "But it's not like I have a choice-ow!" The young werewolf had been interrupted by a jab to his rib. His ginger mate had forced him to come with her to the masquerade. She loved the fashionable dances ever since she was human and spends most of her free time looking for and going to such gala events.

"Pleeeeaaaasssse! We're moving out next week to a new hunting ground and everyone else's busy. You know the boss won't let us play with our food until the pack's been fed first and who knows when we'll be in another city that's having a masquerade party." The red headed werewolf sat down by Nicole's feet and placed her head on the green haired girl's lap. "Please, please, please, please, pretty pleeeaase! We really need someone to keep an eye out for us.", she begged, her face as sad and cute as she could make it.

Nicole sighed with exasperation and placed her fingers to the bridge of her nose. "All right! All right! I'll go. But don't expect me to like it though." However, the last part of her sentence was drowned out by the screams of glee her fellow lycan emitted as she jumped up and down then into the arms of her mate. With another sigh, Nikki continued reading her magazine. 'Hate those stupid dresses.', she thought.

And now here she was, in a stupid dress herself. She had her mask on her head, her hair still tainted green. After trying on two more shoes, Nicole finally spotted a pair whose style she felt satisfied with. After paying for them at the counter, she got into her car and made her way to where the masked ball would supposedly be.

Rainer looked out the window as he drove down the highway towards new city. A new city meant new people, new adventures, and hopefully a permanent home. He had to leave his old home when he was found by vampire hunters. He managed to kill two of them, but there were four in total. They were getting smarter. A new thing that they had been doing was going after him in broad daylight in public area for example. The town that he was in prior to this one was a famous movie shooting location so the locals were used to seeing random fights breaking out among the people since it was more likely than anything that there was a camera nearby. He grimaced as he gripped the steering wheel so he could turn off of the highway to get to the city. One of the hunters had burned his arm, and hurt like something fierce.

Parking his car at a nearby motel he made sure that the crescent moon necklace was still around his neck. His loft above the bookstore that he owned still wouldn’t be ready for another few days, so until then he was going to have live in the motel. Walking into the motel he looked at the clerk and said,” Excuse me, but I was wondering if I could make a room reservation for 3 days.” The clerk looked at him and said,” Yes, we have a few singles left over.” The clerk went over and grabbed the key.“Busy we are, people are arriving for the masquerade ball from all over the country. We’re famous for our masquerades you know.” Taking the key from the clerk Rainer said,” Thanks for the both room, and the information. I might go to it.” “Well then you best get yourself something to wear, it is tonight after all.” “I will be sure to do that,” replied Rainer as he leaving the foyer to go to his room. Once in his room he deposited his belongings on the bed. “A masquerade huh?” thought Rainer. “Now what should I wear?” Opening one of the trunks of clothing he riffled through them until his eyes fell upon one of his old suits. Deciding that that was what he was going to wear he dressed in that quickly, and left to go find a suitable mask.

In town he found a store called Arcana’s Secret. Walking into the store he went to the back where the masks were kept and picked up a white mask with a black stylized hat. It looked perfect. Going to the cash register the clerk looked at him and said,” Will that be all, sir?” “Yes,” replied Rainer as he gave over the appropriate amount of money. “Are you heading to the masquerade ball tonight?” Rainer nodded. “Then you best be off, it’s a decent drive to get there. It’s at the manor on top of the hill.” Rainer nodded his head as he left, got into his car and drove the distance to the manor. Once there he parked his car, and waited to be ushered in by another one of the party goers. He was a vampire after all, and that meant that to gain access to a house or building he needed permission. As he walked around the club he noticed that there were two girls there in the same dress.

There was something odd about…well both of them. One of them was of his kind, and the other seemed to be of his kind, he wasn’t sure though. Whether or not there was something special about the other girl. He needed to keep an eye on her. He saw the one with brown hair leave through one of the doors, and into another hallway. Deciding he wanted to know more about the girl with the brown hair he left through the same door that she had gone through. He saw her walking down the hallway looking at the various pictures. Rainer glanced at some of them, they were really odd pictures.

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"What the hell?"
Because Nicole had only ever been to one ball before, and a boring one at that, she had come to judge every ball after that as boring, pointless, and not worth her time, masked or not. But this was new. The entire place was filled and buzzing, not like a stuffy dance at all. Sure everybody was wearing fancy clothes, and perhaps some were doing a short waltz or slow dancing here and there, but the energy was more like a club. It made her start to believe that maybe, just maybe, she might enjoy herself. But first thing's first. She had to find her two pack members.

Emerald eyes scanned the great ballroom from the top of the stairs, searching for a vivacious redhead and her loyal auburn haired lover. Unfortunately there were more than a dozen girls with scarlet flaming hair and who knows how many boys had a brown mane? It was just her luck that Firecracker had never told her what costumes they would be wearing. Since Nikki was still looking for her shoes, the pair of love-birds have decided to go on ahead after leaving driving instructions to the manor. The fact that everybody wore masks didn't help things at all.

Eventually, Nicole decided to try and call her friends. The werewolf searched her purse, stepping aside a little to let a girl in a purple dress pass by. Finally she found the small hand held device and flipped it open. To her dismay, both the signal and the batteries were low. "Great....", she sighed, returning it to her purse. She barely noticed when a man in a white mask brushed past her, being too occupied with trying to locate her friends.

What was the point in asking her to be a spotter for them if they weren't even gonna stay in her sight? Sure werewolves could heal quickly from severe injuries and could acquire more fighting experience than a normal human's lifespan would allow, but beyond that there wasn't much else. Their strength often lay in their numbers and they were better off in wolf form. They would be faster, more agile, have a wolf's keen senses and razor sharp teeth. Plus they could easily communicate with each other without the need for cellphones.

For a moment, Nicole considered shifting into her lycan self. However, doing so would be a pain. Literally. Instead, she descended into the crowd and decided to search the old fashioned way, one masked face at a time.

[:XD I got the feeling she'd be. And I'll also have to apologize for Nicole in advance. ]

"Excuse me?!", the green clad werewolf snapped back. At first she thought it was just some rude little human who mistook her for another girl and was trying to pick a fight. Now that she had gotten a closer look, it was actually a rude little leech that was getting on her nerves. "I'd like to ask you the same thing. Didn't think they'd let parasites in this place. Are those teeth part of your costume? They look very plastic. Matches your skin."

Honestly, Nicole avoided confronting vampires she came across. Especially if she was alone. But this girl was asking for it. She didn't even do anything to the vampiress and was getting this treatment. Nicole looked around to see if anyone else was watching before returning her cold emerald eyes to the blood-sucker before her. Hopefully there were some council members hidden amongst the masquerade attendees. A plus side to being a werewolf was that she didn't have to listen to the vampire council. But if there were any hunters, they would take her down along with the vamp if they found out they weren't human.

"Tch. I don't have time to deal with this.", the werewolf said before moving past the girl, purposefully bumping her shoulder. Nicole had more important things to do right now than worry about some snobby brat.

"Hah! If you're trying to convince me that you ate one of them then it's not working. I doubt you could take either of them on." Nicole kept on walking past people in gowns and people in suits. Although she tried to ignore the fact that the girl in the purple mask was still looking to her, she couldn't help feel annoyed. "And what do I care about your stupid council?!", she added, before climbing a staircase to her left that led away from the ballroom and to the house's second floor. Hopefully she would be able to spot them if she was on higher ground once more.

Unfortunately, after she leaned over the railing the first thing she saw in the sea of people was the vampiress from earlier. Too bad her werewolf instincts often forced her to spot marked enemies as well as marked prey. "Hmph!" After banging her fist on the decorated railing, Nicole turned away to face the wall behind her. With a growl, the young lycan swiped someone else's beer off a nearby table and nonchalantly drank from it despite the owner's protest.

[We might have to stop soon to let the others post. What do you think? :)]