Plotline: Mysterious deaths have begun to plague your little town. Every day it seems another young person has been found, drained of their blood in one dark alley way or another.
Vampires. Thats the first deduction on everyones mind. But nobody will admit it, since that would just be silly... Right?
Everybody knows that vampires don't exist...
And thats exactly what you believe too. That is... Until you see Her.
Josephine Broche. You used to go to school with her, sat next to her in class, conversed a few times. Nothing personal.
This meeting in itself should not alarm you in the slightest....
Except if you take into account that Josephine Broche died two years ago.
Oh, and the fact that she's draining someone dry right before your eyes.
It is now very clear that things are being covered up.
Vampires are not a figment of your imagination, neither are the people fighting them.

[B]CHARACTER(S) [/B]Note, this is first come first serve. If the section you want to be in is full up, I'm sorry but I wont be adding spaces. So, if you see something you like, jump on it.
Note 2: There will be no weird hybrids. You are a vampire, or a human, or a 'pet'. No vampire/fairy/fox demon/were wolves here. If that is your niche, I'm sure there are a few threads in Role playing that will suit you better than this one.
Vampires- (Four total)
* Auspicious Beginnings -Josephine Broche (Coven)
*finx15 - Finx Sunfara
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Humans (Non protector, four total)
*Sezumie - Chiki Shossa
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Humans (Protectors, four total)
*blueblackrose- Demetri Williams
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Servants/pets ( If you decide to be a servant or pet, you need to specify which faction you are serving, vamp or protector. Four available, not every vamp or protector will get a pet, so once again, first come first serve)
*Faustus- Alice D'Angelo
*Kiyoto- Vincent
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RULES:
* No god moding.
* You may not kill any other person off without their permission.
* Keep it PG here. You know the TOS.
* Romance is fine, but please don't make it your sole reason for joining this role play.
* Post at least once a day, no one liners. If you can't make your post, warn me in advance, or at least the person you are interacting with.
* I will only look at PM's titled " Blood letting"
* Once I accept your profile, you may THEN post it to the thread.

Character Skeletons:
User name:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race ( Vamp, Human, or Pet):
Faction ( Coven, Protector, Pet or None):
Appearance ( Pics are preferred)
Disposition:
Likes:
Dislikes:
History ( Keep it short and mysterious preferably, this is not the place for novels):

Accepted Characters: ( 15 available slots total, since I take up one):
1)Kiyoto
2) Faustus
3) finx15
4)blueblackrose
5)Sezumie
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Character Skeletons:
User name: Auspicious Beginnings
Name: Josephine Broche
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Race: Vampire
Faction: Coven
Appearance:
Disposition: Quiet. As a human she was shy and sort of a hermit. As a vampire, she seems aware of her power of persuasion, but is still fiercely guarded.
Likes: Reading. Art. Stringed instruments such as violins and cello.
Dislikes: Confrontation. The Protectors.
History: Josephine was never paid much attention while she lived, which is probably why she makes such a great vampire. Socially inept, and awkward, she lacks sympathy for her 'dinner', but feeds few and far between because she hates the taste of blood.
She has found a true family with the coven, and finally feels at ease. Because of this, she will do everything in her power to protect it.

User name: Faustus
Name: Alice D'Angelo
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race ( Vamp, Human, or Pet): Pet
Faction ( Coven, Protector, Pet or None): Pet
Appearance ( Pics are preferred)
Disposition: Very shy. She doesn't talk much due to her loneliness.
Likes: Silence
Dislikes: Lots of Noise
History ( Keep it short and mysterious preferably, this is not the place for novels): Alice was born in the Winter in the middle of nowhere.She was left there since her parents didn't want her and soon after that she was found by people who lived nearby.She was raised by them until she was about 17 then she was thrown out because she attracted strange people.

User name: Kiyoto
Name: Vincent
Age: 16
Gender: male
Race ( Vamp, Human, or Pet): Pet
Faction ( Coven, Protector, Pet or None): Pet
Appearance ( Pics are preferred):
Disposition: He is outspoken, often seen as defiant. He is rough and passionate, as well as cocky.
Likes: Passion, painting, training in his spare time, apples, cheesecake, playing the piano.
Dislikes: Crowds, confined spaces, darkness, blood, being forced to do things.
History ( Keep it short and mysterious preferably, this is not the place for novels): No one knows Vincent's last name or where he came from. He just showed up one day and seemed to win over those around him. When asked about his past, he plays it off by using his charm and seduction to change the subject.

(Recruiting others right now, if you know anyone who might be interested in this RP go ahead and invite away. We desperately need humans)

User name:finx15
Name:Finx Sunfara
Age:18
Gender:Female
Race:Vampire
Faction:Coven
Appearance:
Disposition:As a human she was loud and barely ever shut up but as a vampire she's more quiet happy to fade into the background.
Likes:Chocolate, cats, blood, boys
Dislikes:Vanilla, dogs
History: FInx was very loud as a human so everyone knew her or knew of her. That changed slightly at first she acted like her usual self but as high school approached she become quiet letting people believe what they wanted.

User name: blueblackrose
Name: Dimitri Williams
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Race ( Vamp, Human, or Pet): Human
Faction ( Coven, Protector, Pet or None): Protector
Appearance ( Pics are preferred):
Disposition: He tends to stand back and observe things, but he can be cocky at times. From time to time he likes to joke around. He is known to be rough to get what he is after whether it’s information or to insure the death of a vampire.
Likes: Quiet places, training, cats, dogs, smoking, and drinking.
Dislikes: Vampires, spiders, noisy people, and did I say vampires?
History ( Keep it short and mysterious preferably, this is not the place for novels): Little is known about Demetri’s past and he prefers it that way. He lets people believe what they want about where he came from and why he is here. The less others know about him the better.

(Welcome :D. I suppose I'll begin with the opening post, all of you can just jump in whenever you want)

The sky was inky black and studded with diamond stars, the town was alive with sounds and smells.
Her silver hair swayed in its ringlets, ruby colored eyes taking in the view under blunt cut bangs. She hummed a haunting tune underneath her breath as she slipped through the shadows as a hot knife slips through butter.
She was hungry. But more then that, she was curious. Almost giddy.
Tonight she felt like something interesting would happen.

Dimitri stretched as he walked up the flight of stairs that lead the alleyway above his little secret headquarters. A dungeon or torture chamber would be a better way to describe his headquarters. It had been a long day interrogating the woman whom he had captured on the outskirts of the city the day before. He could use a drink, a good strong one. Once in the alley he lit a cigarette as he stood there looking around to make sure he was alone. Satisfied he was alone he took a long drag and blew the smoke out nose. This action was a sure sign that he was annoyed, frustrated or both. Quietly he headed towards the street to go to his favorite bar.

Her ears picked up the sound of faint music. It was a weekend, so there would be many people frequenting bars and dance clubs.
She found the inebriated to be easy victims, though they tasted less than savory with all that alcohol in their blood.
She scowled slightly, but banished the look from her face. Part of her ability to dupe her prey was to look as appealing as possible, which was less than accurate if she was glowering like someone had kicked her puppy.
Turning a corner, the wind blew her hair gently, releasing the slight scent of black orchid and vanilla bean.

Finx slipt silently into the dark night pausing at the corner to glance around her. Seeing noone she contiuned on her journey hushing her stomach when it made a growling sound "be quiet well eat soon." she said rolling her eyes it could suck being what she was, Oh you say you want to know well to bad I'm not telling you you'll have to wait and see. Soon she come to a dark alleyway were she could hear a human lurking with a smile she slipped into the alleyway after the person. As soon as she was close enough she struck sinking her fangs into the persons neck and drank until she was satisfied, for those of you who guest vampire go get you'res a cookie. With a satisfied smile she left her victium in the alleyway and contued down the street in search of something to do.

He let out another puff of smoke when he reached the street. The faint scent of black orchids drifted from down the street. The scent only caused him to pause momentarily as a grin spread across his lips. He had heard rumors of a vampire with the scent of black orchids and vanilla bean. Maybe he would get lucky tonight and be able kill one of those vile creatures. Putting those thoughts away he walked down two blocks to the Dragon Rose Tavern to get a drink. He entered the tavern quietly. The place seemed rather lively tonight. “Hey Jake,” he greeted the man behind the bar. The man returned his greeting with a nod as he cleaned a glass. “The usual,” he said taking seat at the bar and putting out his cigarette.

User name: Sezumie

Name: Chiki Shossa

Age: 16

Gender:

Race: I'm human, duh.

Faction: None.

Appearance


Disposition: She's loudmouthed, sassy, backstabbing, and a good liar. With no interest in a relationship whatsoever, she tends to reject boys who try to flirt with her on the spot. She's ruthless, strong, and smart in school as well. She'd rather spend her time reading, playing video games, and drawing than to be texting or doing anything else she considers girly. Chiki also may show a bit of sadism, likes to beat up others just because she thinks they need to be put into place.

Likes: Video games, drawing, milk, orange (fruit and color), roller coasters and candy.

Dislikes: spicy foods, sour foods, dark alleyways, high school guys, when people take her sketchbook, and dirty water

History: Her mother and father are both rich, but she doesn't flaunt her wealth like most, if you were to look at her, she would look like a average teen. The Shossa family is close however, always using honest ways to get to where they were, despite the way Chiki acts around others.




"Come on, please?"

"For the freaking 5th time, NO!"

People stared as a defiant girl walked by briskly with a more than desperate man walking behind her, trying to flirt with her, it was one for her parents to try and find someone for her, but this one was persistent, almost like he didn't want to give up on her. Well, he was out of luck. As she walked down the sidewalk, the man's pleas only got louder and more obnoxious, so she sighed heavily.

"If I go to the bar with you once, once! Will you leave me alone once your friends see me?"

The poor man was then estatic, and he seemed to take her by the wrist, and skip down to the bar, and was dragging her down to her new hellhole, the bar. She did look old enough to drink, but she wasn't, nor did she like the smell of smoke and the bloody stench of alcohol that it was so infamous for. She rolled her eyes, obviously not impressed with his lack of balls to even skip at a time like this. It disgusted her at times. But as soon as the man opened the door, she realize how many people were inside and her feet planted themselves onto the ground.

There was a tug on her sleeve,"I'm not going in there."

"But-!"

"No, I'm not."

"I'll drive you back home?" This caused her to think, it would be safer, but the man would be drunk, so she didn't want that, either way, it was late out and someone of her status shouldn't be alone at night, so she sighed.

"Alright, but we're walking."

A squeal of delight was heard as he pranced into the bar, calling for his friends. She looked in nervously, before following the stupid man half-heartedly sometimes, she wondered if some men were born to be stupid. But she looked around, and she saw that the man was nowhere to be found, so she sighed, and sat on a bar stool, ordering a shirley temple, for she wasn't of age to drink yet. She sipped her non alcoholic drink, and then spun on her chair to see if she could spot the stupid man from where she sat.

"Damn stupid drunkards." She mumbled.

Inside the dance club, a melodic and entrancing number was playing. The place was packed with people, their stench permeating the air like a cheap perfume.
Women hanging on men, women hanging on women, men trying to take their latest 'catch' home. The whole idea made her stomach slightly nauseous. It reminded her of the beginning of this 'adventure'.
She was scowling again.
Replacing her sour expression with her trade mark sweet smile and batted lashes, she settled herself at the bar.
Feigning sweet nervousness she knew it was only a matter of time before someone would come to accost her and ask if they could buy her a drink.
They always say its easier to lure flies with honey than vinegar.
Hopefully someone suitable would show up, because one thing that was well known about the Vampire simply known as 'The Black Orchid' was that she was notoriously picky. Not just any blood would do, it had to be a delicacy.

Lighting up another cigarette he thanked Jake as the bar keep slid him his drink. The sound of a squeal coming from the doorway almost caused him to lose his whiskey. Annoyed he sat his drink back down and glared in the direction the squeal had come from, but whomever the annoy noise had escape from was no longer in sight. It was starting to look like it was going to another one of those nights. Turning back to the bar he brushed his hair back with his left hand and taking the cigarette out of his mouth with his right. “Has it been like this all evening?” Jake gave a nod, “yup. Hopefully it won’t get much worse.” Demetri could only hope.

It wasn’t long before a young girl sat in a seat beside him and ordered a Shirley temple. He gave the girl a glance taking quick notes. The girl probably wasn’t old enough to be in this place was his guess. A chuckle escaped from him when he overheard what she said. Not looking at her he spoke in a cool tone. “Unfortunately in a place like this there are a lot of those. If you rather not deal with stupid drunkards like them maybe you should go to some place more sophisticated or better yet go home where you should probably already be little girl.”

She looked at him plainly,"Well sorry, but that squealing excuse of a man was supposed to be my ride home." She said, mixing her drink,"Now I have to wait for my parents to finish their business in order to pick me up, but that alone could take forever." Chiki felt the cool condensation as she pressed her forehead against the glass of red liquid. "Ugh, the things my parents go through to find me a husband is so sad I could cry invisible tears," She sat up a bit straighter and looked around again. Getting a room at a hotel nearby and waiting for her parents there seemed like the best thing to do, but she had to finish her drink and pay the guy first.

She sighed for the third time that night, sure, her family was rich and well known, but she had no intention of ruling a company alone, there was just no one she saw fit enough for a job. "I swear if I could drink as much alcohol as these people I'd be long dead by now. Stupid obnoxious, good for nothing, idiot of a man. I'm not even sure he classifies as one.." She muttered under her breath along with a stream of curses on even thinking about coming, or going outside her house. "Fuck me and my horrible decisions."

The guy sitting beside her at the bar was talking her ear off. " What is a delicate little Lady like yourself doing somewhere like here...?" he asked in what he assumed was a suave tone.
He wasn't bad to look at, with a tall, fit frame and roguish good looks. He even had a decent sense of taste...
He smelled terrible however, and standing near him was causing her to lose her appetite.
She stood to leave, there was no one who smelled appealing in this club.
Pointedly ignoring the man to her side, she swept out of the bar and into the alley way again, glad to be rid of the stuffy atmosphere.
" Come on Doll face, that's no way to treat a kind gent such as myself" the annoying creep from the bar huffed, trying to match his pace to hers.
She sighed, exhasperated. " Look, I'm not interested... Go away" she muttered darkly.
Three streets down from the club, he decided to make his move.
She felt him grab her from behind roughly, and spin her into a brick wall. It should have hurt, but it didn't... Not with his pathetic human strength.
A surge of disgust spiked in her blood.
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to tear his throat out.
" Girls like you need to be taught their places" the cretin growled, his face twisted in dark anger. He slipped out a switch blade and pressed it to the pale column of her throat. He seemed to enjoy the glint of metal against her delicate flesh, because a sadistic smile broke out across his face.
"Oh, and what do you propose is my place?" she inquired , eyes darkening to a maroon, she felt her fangs elongating in her mouth, and they pricked her tongue. The metallic taste made her hunger pangs strengthen.
He gave a dark chuckle. " A delicate flower like yourself wouldn't understand if I told you... So I'll show you instead".
The blade cut lightly into her skin, and a trail of blood slipped gracefully to her collar bone where it pooled slightly.
She let her eyelashes flutter against her cheeks as she breathed in slowly. "... Pathetic... Just another piece of garbage with a rape fetish" she stated.
And shoved him with one quarter of her strength.
He hit the wall fifteen feet away with bone crushing intensity. The knife in his hands clattered to the floor.
As he lay there wheezing and bleeding, she walked calmly over to him, tilted her head to the left. "Oh, is that all? I thought you were going to teach me a lesson... I must have misheard you" she said brightly.
She kicked the knife away from his hand, and slowly and deliberately took the time to crush each of his fingers, relishing the sound of his bones shattering underneath her heel.
The anguish in his voice caused a deeply unsettling giggle to escape her mouth. She threw her head back, fangs glistening in the moon light.
The look of terror on his face was more satisfying then his blood would ever be.
He screamed.

“I see so you were with that squealer. I feel bad for you then because I doubt he will be in any shape drive once he’s done getting wasted.” He glanced in the direction of a man who was more than likely the one that the girl had came with. Shaking his head slightly he let out a puff of smoke. How pathetic and annoy, the guy was truly a sorry piece of shit in his opinion. “If that kind of guy is the best your parents can find maybe they should leave you to find your own husband,” he offered with a small grin of amusement.

He took sip of his whiskey. Tonight it just didn’t taste as good as usual, probably because it had been about a week since his last kill. Damn vampires went into hiding or have changed their feeding grounds. He was barely listening to the girl anymore as he thought about what little information he had gotten from ‘interrogating’ that women earlier today. Snapping out of thoughts he heard her say something about classifying the squealer, something about fucking her and decision. What in the world had he missed? He tried to piece things together and found himself chuckling at her or himself or maybe it was both. “If I had to classify that squealer he’d be a girl or maybe a clown. As for what else you said I don’t think it would be quite legal to fuck you,” he said with a grin, hoping to lighten the girl’s mood a bit. “Seriously though as long as you learn from your bad decisions then maybe they weren’t so bad because they taught you something.”

With a fowl expression Josephine stalked away from the place of her devious 'crime'.
Her victim was still breathing -unfortunately-, and was curled in a little ball on the cold cement.
All the fingers on his right hand were broken, and he had released his bowels in his pants. The stench was unbearable.
A strumming in her blood shocked her a bit, it was a mixture of two things.
One of her brethren was nearby, and someone had the most delicious blood she had ever smelled.
Her mouth watered.
Before she could stop it, and happy song bubbled out from her mouth, and she was literally skipping happily towards the source of the delicious aroma.

Alice sighed as she walked around the mysterious mansion she called home.She wasn't very busy,due to her masters departure yesterday.The female sighed as she looked at all the old pictures of her master's family and pictures of him/her when he/she was little."So cute."The female said with a smile as she continued walking down the narrow hall and into the large kitchen."What should I make for his/her arrival?"The female asked herself.

When she finished with dinner,She walked to her master's room and laid on his/her bed.The female assumed she was tired but this was the place where she amused her master.It was a bit lonely without him/her but she ignored her feelings about her loneliness and let her eyes flutter closed."Hmmmm...."She breathed.

Chiki looked at the man with another dead look,"Dude, it's horribly obvious you weren't listening, but I've tried looking for a guy before, but people these days care more about the money my parents are leaving me when they die."

Pulling out her cellphone, she dialed her mothers number, and once she answered, Chiki spoke,"Mom, can you reserve me a room at that hotel across the bar dad likes? Yeah, under Mirelle Shossa right? Yup, I'll be good, see you around."

The phone line went dead as she turned to look at the new aqaintance,"Well, I guess I owe you one for keeping my company, even if you didn't want to, and I'm pretty sure you didn't." She stood, brushing off her clothing and nodding to the man,"Anything reasonable you need, just go and find me, I'm usually outside being stalked by a dimwit."

With that, she proceeded to weave her way out of the bar, trying not to get caught up in anything she would regret later.

Dimitri made no attempt to apologize for his lack of attention during their little chat. “It’s true that most people only care about money. Don’t think much of it, after all I’m sure to you little miss I’m just another drunken bastard. I’ll keep it in mind though.” He was still grinning with amusement. It wasn’t a surprise that she seen through him. Ever since ‘then’ he hadn’t been one for keeping company with others. Before the girl turn to leave he bowed his head slightly to her. “I don’t know if you’ll believe me or not, but I wish you luck at finding a good husband and happiness.”

After the girl was gone he downed the rest of his whiskey. The air in the bar was pungent with the smell of smoke, alcohol, and sweat, but a new scent caught his attention. It was the same as what he smelled on his way here. His eyes wondered as he tried to find the person who smelled of black orchids. Soon it became clear that the scent wasn’t in the bar, but had come through the door when a group of people entered. His eyes brightened, maybe tonight would be a good night after all. Turning back to the bar he ordered another drink as he waited for his prey.

Her nose lead her to a bar called Dragon Rose Tavern. It was smokey and lively inside, and the air seemed clogged with the delicious smell.
She slid easily between patrons, ignoring the intense stares she received. Closing her eyes, she inhaled deeply through her nose and felt a pleasing tingle run down her spine.
Tonight would be a good night.
Her throat felt parched, and this smell promised a fully belly and the cure for an unscratchable 'itch' of sorts.
There were many people in this bar, which made the path of smell muddled. It was slightly irritating, but not infuriating to put off her giddy mood.
She allowed her ruby colored eyes to scan the crowd.

Vincent yawned, and stretched in his bed. A slight smile crossed over his face. He was being exchanged today. He had pissed off his master at the moment and was being sold to a new one. He wondered who would be so bold as to try and tame him. With a shrug he stands and gets his pants on followed by a shirt. Maybe if he liked his master this time, he would try to work hard for them. He brushed his hair out and yawns. His slender but sharp fangs slowly come out. He would need to get some breakfast before he was forced to go. He slipped downstairs in the servants housing and takes an apple. He saw guards approaching and sighs. Soon he was forced into the vampire form of a market, underground and not really known about by the humans.

Alice sighed as she got up after the cat nap she had taken with the thought of her troubled master on her mind."Maybe I should get out of the house."The female got up and left her master's room and the home where she lived for the longest well,after she changed.After a few minutes of walking,She ended up at a bar yet she couldn't recall what it was called so she tried to enjoy the unnamed bar as much as she could.

The female was now sitting in a booth alone.She had absolutely nothing to do.She had no one to hang out with and absolutely no money to do anything due to her master's failure to give her her allowance.Her head dropped on to the table as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the almost silence in her head.

His eyes fell upon a young woman with white hair who entered. At first he almost called out to her, but stopped himself. “No, it’s impossible. It couldn’t be her. She died back then,” he muttered to himself. Picking up his drink he found his hand shaking. Damn it. Don’t let a girl who looks similar to your old friend get to you. Stay focused on your mission to rid the world of vampires. He downed the shot of whiskey in his hand then almost slammed the glass back down on the bar. Jake gave him a odd look which he just brushed off.

After a moment he lit a cigarette and turned back around to face the room. His eyes once again searching the bar for the vampire as well as the woman he had seen. The scent of black orchid had gotten much stronger, but with the other smells in the bar it was hard to tell where exactly it was coming from.