~Premise~

The world is falling out of balance.

Too long have the creatures of the night been warring with each other. Lycans and Vampires fighting for precedence over the humans. And now? The night is striking back. Moonlight is hurting the vampires, and Lycan's are being robbed of their shifts. And to top it all off, the humans are getting smart.

The hunters in the past have all been crackpots to most humans, people living in an illusion. Now, these hunters have managed to convince normal humans of the pandemic living among them. Of the Vampires, the Lycans, the chance Demon.

It is a prophecy, one that is coming to life. The prophecy tells that a party of vampires and Lycans must ascend to the Temple of Nyght and make peace with the darker side of day in order to restore balance. To do so, they must pass through a set of trials unlike they have ever faced. It will take more than one of each, and good news knows, they are going to need a mediator. This isn’t random selection. On the right arm of each of the chosen ensigns (including the demon mediator) an emblem will appear.

This symbol is a crescent moon and a star, partially concealed by a dark cloud.

The chosen are 3 Lycans, 3 Vampires, and a neutral Demon Mediator. They will be inexplicably drawn to the American city San Francisco, to Fisherman’s Wharf, at the magic hour of midnight.

~Rules~

Here is the skeleton, please send profiles to me when complete. I'll take the first three acceptable Lycans and Vampires, and one Demon Mediator. Also available to play are Humans, such as hunters to make life hard, or curious humans. Warning, curious humans will probably be left behind.

You can have one human, and one supernatural, unless there isn't enough interest, in which case, I might bend the one supernatural law.

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Race:
General Personality:
Brief Bio: (How they were turned, life before, life after, if they are purebred or not)
Talents: (Within reason, as many as you can justify)
Powers:(1-2 in addition to racial abilities)
Special Items: (1 allowed)

Keep it PG-13 in thread. I don't care what happens outside of the thread. that covers romance and blood violence.

~Characters~

Lycans:

1

Name: Shalene Villareal
Age: 17, Actually somewhere around 200-300. No point in keep count...
Gender: Female
Race: Lycan-Wolf
General Personality: Shalene, too put it short, is msot of the time a total brat. Her younger self isn't so much, but even young Shalene is aloof. She had to be to survive for a while. Other than being a brat, one who's relatively ready to kill any vampire she comes across, Older Shalene doesn't live for much else. Younger shalene is just as ruthless as her older counterpart, but has a very simple weakness... An easy way to keep her happy. Candy. Anything sweet will win her younger self over.
Brief Bio: Never knew her parents. Father was gone before she was born, her mother died in child brith in the alley streets. Shalene was turned around the age of 15. It was done to save her life. Since she could aim a knife, Shalene has been an assassin. She was paid to hit a man, Gabriel, who turned out to be a vampire. She didn't quite hit him spot on, so he lived. He later came back to get her, and she was saved by a werewolf, A Fenrir. In order to save her life, he turned her. Fenrir helped her get used to the new life, but she got seperated when she chased after Gabriel, after he came to mock her again. What happened next changed her life again. The collar on her neck is what remains after Gabriel and Angelo got her, and kept her as their trophy for years. She only got away half a century ago. Came here, and is still hiding out. She was forced to take on his last name, and despises it.
Talents: Pissing people off, scaring people, making candy disappear when younger.
Powers:Perfect Point(excellent aim when in younger form, hits her target within 3 inches, 5 on a really bad day. Only works with knives.
Special Items: Hands of Time- this is a locket that has the power to turn older shalene back to younger, till the next dawn. The only thing she has from her parents.


2

3

Vampires

1
:
Name: Artemis D'Collier
Age: Appears 18 (Truly in his mid 250's, lost count after passing 100)
Gender: Male
Race: Vampire
General Personality: Artemis is a very upbeat character who loves to toy with his victims and the other creatures around him. He tends to be over affectionate and passes the boundaries of personal space. He cares for very few humans and he doesn't necessarily hesitates when it comes to killing. He has soft spots when it comes to children and elderly men and women.
Brief Bio: Artemis is not a purebred vampire. He was orginally born in France to a wealthy, noble family. The child hated his father, who was an egocentric, selfish man. While traveling as a child with his mother, their carriage was hijacked and robbed. His mother was murdered and the child managed to escape, hiding in a church for the following three days. He wandered the streets for a while before he was taken aboard a fishing boat with an elderly old man who lived in Britian. Around the age of seven, the old man who had been his caretaker died and left the boy on the street. He was then taken into a band of pick pockets that he ran with until he was around 18. At that time, he and his friends were captured and sentenced to death. That is until a mysterious man paid his bail and took the boy in. At first, Artemis was greatful until he realized what the man actually was. Before he could escape, he was under the vampire's trance and soon became one of the walking dead.
Talents: Really has no talents besides children + women skills.
Powers:Glamor (power to seduce), and agility (jump + run fast and high)


2

Name:Laura
Age:17 (actually 200)
Gender:Female
Appearance:
Race:Vampire
General Personality:Laura is a very loyal, quite girl.She doesn't talk to many people and trusts only one person.She is very sensetive even thought she doesn't show it at all.She never kills for fun, if she is hungry then she kills but other then that she doesn't touch them.She loves to battle with demons, it is the only thing that she enjoys doing.
Brief Bio:Laura is purebred.When she was born there was a war between the French and the English so they had to run around the country to avoid the soldiers.One of the villagers found out that they wre vampires and ambushed them and killed her parents but before they could kill Laura another vampire stepped in and saved her.He took care of her and tought her all she knows now but one day left with out a warning.Laura now waits for him.
Talents:she can run fast, jump high
Powers:When she looks at a person she can see their future.
Special Items:
It's a deathly weapon that can kill any demon if used properly.If it doesn't hit the death point it will leak and send poison into the demons body and slowely with much pain it will eat out the organs.When used on humans it just poisons them no matter where it hits them.


3

Demon

Name: Draconis
Age: 210
Gender: Male
Appearance: A small demon that stands only 5'0", he wears a red and black frock and small-rimmed spectacles. He wears matching knuckle-gloves, along with black shoes.
Race: Demon
General Personality: Resonably withdrawn, he spends most of his time reading rather than talking. However, he also knows when to take charge and speak up without being reserved. He is interested in the needs of others, but sometimes is far too logical for his own good.
Brief Bio: Draconis has been spending most of his life studying as a scholar. However, as one of the most learned demons, considering the situation, he seemed to be the most impartial and logical, especially since he was always around the war, and took it for granted. He has been called to try and mediate a meeting of both sides. He is nervous, but very willing to help.
Talents: -Knowledgeable in many subjects
-Training in Negotiation
Powers: -Can create invisible bubble like barriers around people that are impervious to attacks (racial)
-Can freeze a single person (not stop time for them, but prevent all movement, even from gravity) for several seconds.
Special Items: Pendant of Convincing - Draconis' words have more effect, to a limited degree, and can barter his way to a better deal.

Human(s)

Something was wrong, so horribly wrong. Since when had the night she had loved all her life, unleashed such a calamity as this on her patrons? The Lycans had done nothing wrong! It was the vampires fault. Always was, always had been. Never would she let that fall, no matter what trickery the night decided to unleash. And this strange mark on her arm…that could disappear as well. But it wasn’t. While, normally this Lycan would be running the opposite direction she was being pulled to, she couldn’t do that this time. Why? Was it an overwhelming sense of duty or guilt?

Hah! Not in the least. She’d tried to shift, but the moon had revoked it’s gift from her, a cause for much distress. Unable to run away properly, (and she refused to ride a bus-monstrosities on the world that they were, same for trains, cars, and most definitely planes.) she had little choice but to travel the distance to the wharf where they were being summoned. And not in the most formal of ways.

The place hardly look sturdy. But after all, thousands of tourists came crawling in and around the joint, walking on the wooden walkways, and peeking into the stores as they went. There were shops on both levels, and some in the middle of darn road. There was a carousel in the middle of the road too. Sadly, she wasn’t much in the mood to try to get it started. Besides- humans these days were too careful. but htere was nothingwrong with resting there.

She strode cleanly up to the gate, and flipped herself over the edge. Security hardly mattered to her. She was used to avoiding it anyway. After all, she’d been avoiding officials for years. Choosing one of the enclosed ones rather than a horse itself, Shalene flipped herself over the edge, and shortly thereafter settled into one of the seats. Brown fur covered her ears, and the girl herself closed her eyes, letting the cursed mark that brought her here shine in the moonlight, likely drawing the attention of anyone else who happened to slip in here. The mark didn’t like the idea of being covered, burning when such was done. So, it was exposed.

She wore the outfit of a warrior, ready to strike. On her person several weapons were present. Some visible, some not. Some in more clever places than other. Never knew when opportunity would strike and give her the chance to also. And Shalene was never one to turn down opportunity when it knocked.

Maybe the others would have better luck ignoring the call and running far, far away. For their sakes as well as hers. Maybe…Maybe… Just maybe she’d be off the hook for this…

More pictures of the carousel:
(what Shalene is in-->)http://www.unblog.com/scrapbook/2007...n_carousel.jpg
shots of the carousel
http://www.inetours.com/images/Tours...ousel_0165.jpg
http://www.sftravel.com/pier39/image...arousel_v2.jpg

Waiting at the Temple of Nyght was a demon. Despite his appearance, his aura was negative. Although, he did not have the look of a warrior; he was instead a scholarly looking demon, his eyes glancing over a book. He looked up to see a lycan approaching. Saying nothing to her yet, he waited for her to approach. He figured she knew why she was there. He kept reading, the crisp Californian air still warm in the evening.

((they haven't quite got to the temple yet, Kain...xD That's after everyone gets assembled. But, I get the picture. He's there...))

Sharp eyes took note of another aura in hte area. Non human, so she need not worry too much. Yet, a hand moved to one of her concealed weapons, seemingly innocently. There was little point in acting yet. It was only a demon. No, she only need to strike out when the others got here. Those wicked, venomous creatures that called themselves the living dead. Bah. She'd rahter they honestly were just hte latter- dead.

Then again, with her history, who could blame her?

Laura doodled in her notebook as the teacher explained the lesson.She threw a look at the clock and counted down the minutes.She hated school but she didnt want to get in trouble with the hunters, everyone in the class knew that she was a vampire but no one dared to say anything about it.She lied to them about her amazing powers how she can hear what they can say where ever they are and that she can transport herself.Laura couldnt believe how they all believed her.She never knew that humans were clueless when it comes to vampires.

"Laura, please tell us the answer!" the teacher screamed at her.

"Hmmm...I dont know...." Laura didnt bother to think.

"I suggest you pay attention younge lady next year you will graduate and the graduation test is not easy."

"....yes...ma'am..."

-bell rings-

*finally!!!* Laura screamed out in her mind.

She slowly stould up and stretched.She was happy that she was going home, everyday she runs back home with hope that her master had returned but so far she had no luck.She could remember that day perfectly, master bought her a black cat that she called after her master--Shinji-san.He acted as he usually did and k
no one would suspect that he was planning to leave.Once they were battling with the demons he just disappeared once the last demon fell to the ground.

Laura opened the door to the apartment and was welcomed by Shin-san<sort form>.

"Hi Shin-san, are you hungry?"

"Meoooow!" the cat answered her.

"Alright Ill make you something!" she picked the cat up and took it over to the kitchen.

"Well eat up!Tonight we're going out for some training again." she put down the bowl.

"I wonder when anyone else will show up for this meeting... and if they're going to immediately be at each other's throats or not." Draconis chuckled a bit. "Ah... at their throats... vampires and lycanthropes make for easy puns." He continued to read.

((I'm sort of confused. Can someone tell me about where we're supposed to meet? Are we supposed to go to the temple all ready? ))

((Opening post: They will be inexplicably drawn to the American city San Francisco, to Fisherman's Wharf, at the magic hour of midnight. Which, is where my character is.))

((Great, now I know what to do :D ))

Laura sat in her rocking chair petting Shin-san, she looked at the clock and stould up.

"Alright shin-san it's time to go training!"

She walked over to her closet and pulled out a black shirt that had little broken hearted ornaments, black capries that she always wore to battle because she felt very comfortable in them.

She opened her window and jumped out of it moving quickly from roof to roof.Shin-san followed her.

She finally stopped in a park where she usually found demons.She fell to the ground and put her ear to a tree and listened..."THERE!" she yelled out.Quickly she jumped at the beast but missed.The demon cought her hand with a vip and threw her against a tree.Shin-san attacked him from the back while Laura stould up and summoned her magical bow and arrows.The demon noticed this and began to run but he wasn't fast enough and was hit by an arrow but in the arm.He started swearing and fastened his pace.

"Come on shin-san we can't let him get away!"

They ran after him, Shin-san could sense him so Laura followed him untill they finally stopped.They stould infront of the Fisherman's Wharf.Laura noticed blood on the grass that she followed.She stopped in front of the door.

"That's a stupid place to hide!" She smirked convinced that the demon has no chance now.

(OOC: I'm going to chill out until people start arriving. I figure it wouldn't make much sense to start unless everyone is assembled.)