Introduction
GM
Cosmopolitanlove
CO-GM
OPEN
Rebirth, Theme Song
The Races and Their Marks
Every race has a symbol that they are marked with.
Vampires
The Vampires bare an Ankh like symbol on their wrists.
The Vampire race is at the top of the food chain. They are that of a typical vampire. They need blood to survive, the sunlight will kill them, a wooden stake through the heart will kill them. They are cold to the touch, they sleep in coffins and their skin is pail like a corpse. Their fangs are long and sharp and they are normally pleasant creatures unless of course thirsty.
Werewolves
The Werewolves bare the Triple Goddess mark on the back of their necks.
The werewolves don’t consider their selves anywhere in the food chain seeing as some are more dangerous than others they tend to keep to their selves and most of the time, like to travel alone. They can only transform in to the two legged wolf like beast on a full moon, they cannot control the beast. The mutation last for 24 hours before they return to their human form. They do not remember what they did while they were a werewolf.
Witches
Witches bare the mark of a pentagram on their shoulder blade.
They are second in command under the Vampires, though the two races don’t exactly get along. Witches Souls are bound to their black cats. There are two types of witches. Blue Magic and Black Magic witches. Blue Magic witches are good, they can heal and their potions and spell are innocent and have more to do with nature and earth. Black magic witches are evil. They use their magic and potions to harm others, there spell have more to do with death, darkness, and evil.
Humans
Humans bare the mark of a Celtic symbol in the middle of their backs.
Humans are looked at as slaves, some, a very few amount are actually free to roam, that is if they don’t get caught. The humans are treated as nothing more than a meal ticket to the vampires, witches keep them tied up or curse them if they leave and they serve to do the witches bidding. Werewolves don’t really have much to do with the human race.
The Unmarked
They Bare No Markings
The Unmarked are normally accidents and hybrids of two other races, they are not Marked because society refuses to acknowledge them. They are even more out casted then the humans. They are not a loud food or housing.
The New World
The Plot
Just like the Aztecs had predicted the world to end in 2012 it did, but not exactly the way everyone had so vividly pictured. A nuclear war destroyed everything leaving millions dead, others badly mutilated, and some started to mutate. Humans that could not go in the sun and craved blood, becoming what was only a fairytale once, others were able to transform into a horrifying beast, some were able to manipulate matter and gained powers. But, some were not so lucky. Some were not at all effected. Several centuries pasted and the mutations only became more powerful over time, until the vampires, werewolves and witches were a full blooded race.
Eventually with time a small portion of the world, about the size of the US, was built back up. The World was referred to as The New world, Vampires were obviously the most advanced and sophisticated race and they began to run The New World. Society worked similar to the old world only with races. Vampires the wealthy, Witches the Upper Middle Class, Werewolves middle to lower class, and humans scum, servants to the other three races.
When the Vampires sized control of the New World no one fought them on it. The Vampires had strict rules of keeping the peace in the New World and they made sure that the rules are clearly visible at all time. The rules are posted on billboards, in restaurants, bathrooms, anywhere really that they feel would be a good place.
The Rules Of The New World
1. Your Race Marks must be visible at all times, no acceptations.
2. Any race who talk out of turn to a higher race faces execution.
3. Your Race Mark determines everything from food to housing quality.
4. Curfew is 10pm anyone caught out after 10pm faces execution.
5. The Unmarked are not allowed food, housing or any luxuries, if you are caught helping them, you WILL be executed.
6. Your MACKIE card must be used to purchase items.
How The New World Works
- All babies are tattoo with their RACE MARKS at birth, in the proper place.
- MACKIE CARDS? MACKIE cards are like credit cards, there is no such thing as paper money or coins everything is on the card.
- Money is more of a point system, for example to buy a soda it would cost 3 points. You earn points depending on your race and your job. There are Point collectors all over the city you collected points once a day. Vampires normally get anywhere from 200-190 points a day, Witches 190-150, Werewolves 150-85, humans 25-18, the unmarked 0.
- Vampires run big industrial businesses, they are CEO’s of companies, they are very powerful. Witches are more of the musicians, actors, layers, doctors. Werewolves run shops, grocery stores, movie theaters, exc. Humans, work for the other races, unless they are free.
- The New World essentially works similar to the world today, just more technically advanced. Everything is touch screen, flying cars, exc use your imagination!
The Rules
No Godmodding
No killing off other characters, kill off NPCs all you want!
Your characters aren’t perfect cause drama and forbidden romances
Try your best to post often and stay active, I know life gets in the way
Cussing, Alcohol, Drugs, Abuse, and steamy scenes may be scene in this RP
Keep Romance PG-13
Feel free to contact me!
Write “RISE UP” in the other section of your character sheet
Character Sheet
Realistic Pictures only, but not required
Full Name
Nicknames
Real Age (Vampires, Witches, Werewolves no older than 415 years old)
Appearance Age
Likes
Dislikes
Race (if unmarked put EX: Vampire/Witch Hybrid)
Occupation
Slave too? (Humans only, if you are lucky few free, then put None.)
Appearance (If you choose not to put a picture fill this out in depth)
Average Point Income
Tattoos/Scares/Peircings
Theme Song
Personality
History
Other
If you are a Witch add these to your character sheet
Black or Blue Magic (Witches Only)
Picture of your cat, in which your soul is bound too
If you are a Unmarked add these to your character sheet
Powers: Describe what powers you received from the mixed blood, if any?
Cosmopolitanlove
CO-GM
OPEN
Rebirth, Theme Song
The Races and Their Marks
Every race has a symbol that they are marked with.
Vampires
The Vampires bare an Ankh like symbol on their wrists.
The Vampire race is at the top of the food chain. They are that of a typical vampire. They need blood to survive, the sunlight will kill them, a wooden stake through the heart will kill them. They are cold to the touch, they sleep in coffins and their skin is pail like a corpse. Their fangs are long and sharp and they are normally pleasant creatures unless of course thirsty.
Werewolves
The Werewolves bare the Triple Goddess mark on the back of their necks.
The werewolves don’t consider their selves anywhere in the food chain seeing as some are more dangerous than others they tend to keep to their selves and most of the time, like to travel alone. They can only transform in to the two legged wolf like beast on a full moon, they cannot control the beast. The mutation last for 24 hours before they return to their human form. They do not remember what they did while they were a werewolf.
Witches
Witches bare the mark of a pentagram on their shoulder blade.
They are second in command under the Vampires, though the two races don’t exactly get along. Witches Souls are bound to their black cats. There are two types of witches. Blue Magic and Black Magic witches. Blue Magic witches are good, they can heal and their potions and spell are innocent and have more to do with nature and earth. Black magic witches are evil. They use their magic and potions to harm others, there spell have more to do with death, darkness, and evil.
Humans
Humans bare the mark of a Celtic symbol in the middle of their backs.
Humans are looked at as slaves, some, a very few amount are actually free to roam, that is if they don’t get caught. The humans are treated as nothing more than a meal ticket to the vampires, witches keep them tied up or curse them if they leave and they serve to do the witches bidding. Werewolves don’t really have much to do with the human race.
The Unmarked
They Bare No Markings
The Unmarked are normally accidents and hybrids of two other races, they are not Marked because society refuses to acknowledge them. They are even more out casted then the humans. They are not a loud food or housing.
The New World
The Plot
Just like the Aztecs had predicted the world to end in 2012 it did, but not exactly the way everyone had so vividly pictured. A nuclear war destroyed everything leaving millions dead, others badly mutilated, and some started to mutate. Humans that could not go in the sun and craved blood, becoming what was only a fairytale once, others were able to transform into a horrifying beast, some were able to manipulate matter and gained powers. But, some were not so lucky. Some were not at all effected. Several centuries pasted and the mutations only became more powerful over time, until the vampires, werewolves and witches were a full blooded race.
Eventually with time a small portion of the world, about the size of the US, was built back up. The World was referred to as The New world, Vampires were obviously the most advanced and sophisticated race and they began to run The New World. Society worked similar to the old world only with races. Vampires the wealthy, Witches the Upper Middle Class, Werewolves middle to lower class, and humans scum, servants to the other three races.
When the Vampires sized control of the New World no one fought them on it. The Vampires had strict rules of keeping the peace in the New World and they made sure that the rules are clearly visible at all time. The rules are posted on billboards, in restaurants, bathrooms, anywhere really that they feel would be a good place.
The Rules Of The New World
1. Your Race Marks must be visible at all times, no acceptations.
2. Any race who talk out of turn to a higher race faces execution.
3. Your Race Mark determines everything from food to housing quality.
4. Curfew is 10pm anyone caught out after 10pm faces execution.
5. The Unmarked are not allowed food, housing or any luxuries, if you are caught helping them, you WILL be executed.
6. Your MACKIE card must be used to purchase items.
How The New World Works
- All babies are tattoo with their RACE MARKS at birth, in the proper place.
- MACKIE CARDS? MACKIE cards are like credit cards, there is no such thing as paper money or coins everything is on the card.
- Money is more of a point system, for example to buy a soda it would cost 3 points. You earn points depending on your race and your job. There are Point collectors all over the city you collected points once a day. Vampires normally get anywhere from 200-190 points a day, Witches 190-150, Werewolves 150-85, humans 25-18, the unmarked 0.
- Vampires run big industrial businesses, they are CEO’s of companies, they are very powerful. Witches are more of the musicians, actors, layers, doctors. Werewolves run shops, grocery stores, movie theaters, exc. Humans, work for the other races, unless they are free.
- The New World essentially works similar to the world today, just more technically advanced. Everything is touch screen, flying cars, exc use your imagination!
The Rules
No Godmodding
No killing off other characters, kill off NPCs all you want!
Your characters aren’t perfect cause drama and forbidden romances
Try your best to post often and stay active, I know life gets in the way
Cussing, Alcohol, Drugs, Abuse, and steamy scenes may be scene in this RP
Keep Romance PG-13
Feel free to contact me!
Write “RISE UP” in the other section of your character sheet
Character Sheet
Realistic Pictures only, but not required
Full Name
Nicknames
Real Age (Vampires, Witches, Werewolves no older than 415 years old)
Appearance Age
Likes
Dislikes
Race (if unmarked put EX: Vampire/Witch Hybrid)
Occupation
Slave too? (Humans only, if you are lucky few free, then put None.)
Appearance (If you choose not to put a picture fill this out in depth)
Average Point Income
Tattoos/Scares/Peircings
Theme Song
Personality
History
Other
If you are a Witch add these to your character sheet
Black or Blue Magic (Witches Only)
Picture of your cat, in which your soul is bound too
If you are a Unmarked add these to your character sheet
Powers: Describe what powers you received from the mixed blood, if any?
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Emmy was just waking up, later then she usually woke up but she stayed up late last night working on a few spells trying to find one to get rid of the bloody curse that is upon her. She got up and got ready, getting dressed in a deep purple summer dress with brown sandals. She kept her hair down, letting it flow down past her shoulders with a slight curl to it. She left her apartment upstairs and walked the stairs downstairs to her small herbal shop. Her assistant was already there at the desk getting things ready for the day.
“Maria, darling can you open the shop I am going to go down to the art store, I want to get a new painting for the store. I hate how the walls are so bare”
“Yes Ms. Emmy I will open the store for you” the young girl smiled to her, Maria was the only person she really knew in the area. Emmy hired her just a week before when she first got to town, the girl was at first nervous to be around Emmy. Emmy’s name has been spoken around the area, she was a known black magic witch but no one in this town actually knew she was the Emerson Nolson. She doesn’t want everyone to know that because she feels it will be bad for business so she just tells everyone her name is Emmy. If the Vampires found out she was here she knew they would have already been at the door. For the things Emmy could do to people, well she is known to be extremely dangerous.
Emmy left the store, her steps where quick but quiet as she walked down the street to the art store. As she got closer to the store she noticed two girls up ahead, her eyes gazed the two girls before she open the art stores door and quietly walked in.
“…off customers.” she heard a woman say to a man as she entered, her eyes gazed at the woman, noticing the off color of the woman’s skin she could tell that this woman was a vampire. She went off to the side and started looking at the different art when she noticed another girl with blonde hair, her back to Emmy, she noticed the human mark she grinned a little. Taking a few steps near the girl, her steps where quiet as she got close enough to whisper in the girls ear.
“What is a pretty ‘human’ girl doing alone around here” she whispered, her voice was cold and when she said human it had a slightly different tone to it. Backing up a little she waited to hear what the human girl would say.
“Maria, darling can you open the shop I am going to go down to the art store, I want to get a new painting for the store. I hate how the walls are so bare”
“Yes Ms. Emmy I will open the store for you” the young girl smiled to her, Maria was the only person she really knew in the area. Emmy hired her just a week before when she first got to town, the girl was at first nervous to be around Emmy. Emmy’s name has been spoken around the area, she was a known black magic witch but no one in this town actually knew she was the Emerson Nolson. She doesn’t want everyone to know that because she feels it will be bad for business so she just tells everyone her name is Emmy. If the Vampires found out she was here she knew they would have already been at the door. For the things Emmy could do to people, well she is known to be extremely dangerous.
Emmy left the store, her steps where quick but quiet as she walked down the street to the art store. As she got closer to the store she noticed two girls up ahead, her eyes gazed the two girls before she open the art stores door and quietly walked in.
“…off customers.” she heard a woman say to a man as she entered, her eyes gazed at the woman, noticing the off color of the woman’s skin she could tell that this woman was a vampire. She went off to the side and started looking at the different art when she noticed another girl with blonde hair, her back to Emmy, she noticed the human mark she grinned a little. Taking a few steps near the girl, her steps where quiet as she got close enough to whisper in the girls ear.
“What is a pretty ‘human’ girl doing alone around here” she whispered, her voice was cold and when she said human it had a slightly different tone to it. Backing up a little she waited to hear what the human girl would say.
Sarah was looking at a painting when she at once heard a voice whisper in her ear. She swallowed and looked down, unsure of what to say to the higher ranked person. "I was just watching this painting Madam. And I bought something to eat for myself." She felt nervous and scared, but tried to hide it the best she could. She never made a move to turn around though, and never moved her head up. She was scared she would be killed would she raise her head or turn around.
"But I was just about to go," Sarah said softly and hoped the person behind her would let her go.
"But I was just about to go," Sarah said softly and hoped the person behind her would let her go.
Two days earlier...
A target, a plan, a kill. Adrian scanned the cities for his target. He had been studying this man for a while now. He had learned his patterns, his work habits and even his habitat. It was 11:15 PM. At 11:30 on this particular day, his target often went to meet a few friends for drinking. His favorite personal drink: Rum with a few drops of blood. For some reason, this made the alcohol act faster on his body. His targets name was George Anderson: A business man with ties in the gangs that plagued the cities. He owns a rich business, corrupted and vile. The man stands 6 feet tall and weighs only 130 pounds; skinny for a man of his height. He has long gray hair gelled backwards. He keeps a shaved face and always dresses up in clean cloth, expect on Mondays, when he talks his walk. He is always followed by two body guards, one of them has a limp and the other is often stressed. Easy targets... Adrian moved along the roof stop, looking down at the dark street bellow him. His target would showed show up any minute now. George Anderson had a hard day today, so he would probably drink more than usual. He was usually with 3 other men when drinking. As usual, his 2 bodyguards would empty the place and leave the whole bar for only Mr. Anderson and his three friends. Adrian would enter from the roof. There was an air vent large enough for Adrian to sneak in. Earlier that day, he had made his way to the bar and found the air vent led to the mens washroom. That would be his entry point. From there he would walk into the bar and knock out the barman. He would open the lights to the brightest and then kill George Anderson while he was blinded. He would leave before anyone noticed anything.
His reasons for killing the man were simple. One, he was a vampire. Two, he enjoys making the lives of people miserable. He preys on the weak and takes any girl he can get his hands on. This man needed to die. He had a family, but they would need to live without him.
A car drove in by the bar. Six men walked out: Anderson with his two body guards...and his three friends. Soon the bar was emptied, the guards were posted by the door and Anderson was drinking. The time to act was now. Adrian put his hood over his head, made sure he shoes were tied and ran. On a building from the opposite side of the street, he ran, jumping roof top to roof top, dodging an obstacle in his way, and never slowing down. His face was hidden under his hood, impossible to see him. He finally found his way to the roof of the bar. He could hear the men cheer. He found the vent. Leaping inside, his used his muscular arms to slow down his fall and not make a sound. Once in the bathroom he took a deep breath. Quickly but silently, he walked out of the bar. Unexpectedly, he met face to face with the barman. Reacting quickly, he grabbed the man by the throat, his strength overpowering his own. This barman was a werewolf...but he never had a chance to fight back. Holding him in a tight head lock, he squeezed the man neck until it snapped under the pressure of Adrian's biceps.
He then made his way to the bar. The lights were off, but not for long. Crouching and rolling between walls, Adrian made his way to the light switch. Taking out his knife, he flicked the lights. At once the three vampires covered their eyes. Fast as lighting, Adrian leaped to his target and stabbed his knife into his heart, covering his mouth. The other two had no idea what was happening. But they would soon realize that their friend had been killed before them...or not. He would leave no survivors. Looking at the bar which held all the alcohol, Adrian opened a match and threw it at the bar. Before the match even hit the bar, Adrian had leaped into the back window and ran into the darkness. The bar exploded...There had been 7 deaths. The 2 bodyguards, the three men drinking, the barman and a werewolf couple walking by the bar when it exploded.
No traces were left behind...
A target, a plan, a kill. Adrian scanned the cities for his target. He had been studying this man for a while now. He had learned his patterns, his work habits and even his habitat. It was 11:15 PM. At 11:30 on this particular day, his target often went to meet a few friends for drinking. His favorite personal drink: Rum with a few drops of blood. For some reason, this made the alcohol act faster on his body. His targets name was George Anderson: A business man with ties in the gangs that plagued the cities. He owns a rich business, corrupted and vile. The man stands 6 feet tall and weighs only 130 pounds; skinny for a man of his height. He has long gray hair gelled backwards. He keeps a shaved face and always dresses up in clean cloth, expect on Mondays, when he talks his walk. He is always followed by two body guards, one of them has a limp and the other is often stressed. Easy targets... Adrian moved along the roof stop, looking down at the dark street bellow him. His target would showed show up any minute now. George Anderson had a hard day today, so he would probably drink more than usual. He was usually with 3 other men when drinking. As usual, his 2 bodyguards would empty the place and leave the whole bar for only Mr. Anderson and his three friends. Adrian would enter from the roof. There was an air vent large enough for Adrian to sneak in. Earlier that day, he had made his way to the bar and found the air vent led to the mens washroom. That would be his entry point. From there he would walk into the bar and knock out the barman. He would open the lights to the brightest and then kill George Anderson while he was blinded. He would leave before anyone noticed anything.
His reasons for killing the man were simple. One, he was a vampire. Two, he enjoys making the lives of people miserable. He preys on the weak and takes any girl he can get his hands on. This man needed to die. He had a family, but they would need to live without him.
A car drove in by the bar. Six men walked out: Anderson with his two body guards...and his three friends. Soon the bar was emptied, the guards were posted by the door and Anderson was drinking. The time to act was now. Adrian put his hood over his head, made sure he shoes were tied and ran. On a building from the opposite side of the street, he ran, jumping roof top to roof top, dodging an obstacle in his way, and never slowing down. His face was hidden under his hood, impossible to see him. He finally found his way to the roof of the bar. He could hear the men cheer. He found the vent. Leaping inside, his used his muscular arms to slow down his fall and not make a sound. Once in the bathroom he took a deep breath. Quickly but silently, he walked out of the bar. Unexpectedly, he met face to face with the barman. Reacting quickly, he grabbed the man by the throat, his strength overpowering his own. This barman was a werewolf...but he never had a chance to fight back. Holding him in a tight head lock, he squeezed the man neck until it snapped under the pressure of Adrian's biceps.
He then made his way to the bar. The lights were off, but not for long. Crouching and rolling between walls, Adrian made his way to the light switch. Taking out his knife, he flicked the lights. At once the three vampires covered their eyes. Fast as lighting, Adrian leaped to his target and stabbed his knife into his heart, covering his mouth. The other two had no idea what was happening. But they would soon realize that their friend had been killed before them...or not. He would leave no survivors. Looking at the bar which held all the alcohol, Adrian opened a match and threw it at the bar. Before the match even hit the bar, Adrian had leaped into the back window and ran into the darkness. The bar exploded...There had been 7 deaths. The 2 bodyguards, the three men drinking, the barman and a werewolf couple walking by the bar when it exploded.
No traces were left behind...
Emmy
Emmy had a small smirk on her face when she heard the girl “I was just watching this painting Madam”. Her eyes looked over the girl; she could almost feel the nervousness coming off the girl, which fueled Emmy even more. “These paintings are really something aren’t they?” she asked as she slowly walked around the girl. “But I was just about to go” she heard what sounded like a whisper from the girl. Slowly shaking her head “But I need your help with something” her fingers went up to the girls face, her fingers tracing the girls jaw line. Emmy could not help this, she loved messing with human girls, especially ones that act like this girl is acting.
“Will you help me?” she asked as she pushed the girls chin up so she was now looking into the girls eyes “Please” she whispered.
Autumn
In the woods near the city Autumn was crouched in a small cave, in her hand she was flipping two Mackie cards in her fingers. One was her own but the other was one she stole. “Stupid, stupid vampire” she murmured to herself as she leaned back against the wall and thought about last night.
Last night she snuck inside one of the biggest clubs in the town, she knew it was a risk to go in there, she has heard about some humans trying to sneak in but they never made it out. Autumn was a risk taker and this was a big risk she was willing to try. She got inside from the back when a guard went to check out a disturbance nearby. She was wearing a dark cloak that covered all of her, she quickly made it into the club and tried to blend into the atmosphere. That is when she saw Victoria, Autumn knew most of top vampires in the town, she tried to stay off their radar as mush as she could. A few months ago she had a run in with Victoria, she almost didn’t get away that time. As Autumn got closer to Victoria she saw the Mackie card, this made Autumn grin, stealing a Mackie card from a vampire was a big crime and she wanted to test her luck. She waited for the perfect chance, she saw Victoria lay it down on the table for just one second, and she watched Victoria get into a conversation with an employee. This was Autumn’s chance, she got closer and right before Victoria went to pick up the card Autumn snatched it and quickly made her way out of the club and back into the woods.
Autumn grinned as she went over last night in her mind, pushing her hair out of her eyes she moved out of the cave and stretched. Her hair was a curly mess, she hasn’t been able to shower since last week, she knows she will have to sneak into someone’s house soon when it was unoccupied. Looking down to the Mackie card she thought about what she wanted to do with it, deciding she could sell it on the black market to get some more points for herself.
Walking into town, her face was covered in dirt, she was dressed in a pair of jeans that had many dirt stains on it, a tank top with a corduroy jacket and a pair of unlaced boots. She tried to stay out of site, thinking she heard something behind her, she looked back as she was walking, then when she wasn’t looking she bumped into someone.
“Oh shit, damnit”
She backed up a little, noticed she dropped the two Mackie cards she quickly picked them up and put them in her pocket of her jeans. Looking up at whom she bumped into she saw two girls standing in front of her. Slowly standing up she looked at the two girls.
“Um sorry to um bump into you, I wasn’t watching where I was going” she whispered softly not liking that she brought unwanted attention on herself.
Emmy had a small smirk on her face when she heard the girl “I was just watching this painting Madam”. Her eyes looked over the girl; she could almost feel the nervousness coming off the girl, which fueled Emmy even more. “These paintings are really something aren’t they?” she asked as she slowly walked around the girl. “But I was just about to go” she heard what sounded like a whisper from the girl. Slowly shaking her head “But I need your help with something” her fingers went up to the girls face, her fingers tracing the girls jaw line. Emmy could not help this, she loved messing with human girls, especially ones that act like this girl is acting.
“Will you help me?” she asked as she pushed the girls chin up so she was now looking into the girls eyes “Please” she whispered.
Autumn
In the woods near the city Autumn was crouched in a small cave, in her hand she was flipping two Mackie cards in her fingers. One was her own but the other was one she stole. “Stupid, stupid vampire” she murmured to herself as she leaned back against the wall and thought about last night.
Last night she snuck inside one of the biggest clubs in the town, she knew it was a risk to go in there, she has heard about some humans trying to sneak in but they never made it out. Autumn was a risk taker and this was a big risk she was willing to try. She got inside from the back when a guard went to check out a disturbance nearby. She was wearing a dark cloak that covered all of her, she quickly made it into the club and tried to blend into the atmosphere. That is when she saw Victoria, Autumn knew most of top vampires in the town, she tried to stay off their radar as mush as she could. A few months ago she had a run in with Victoria, she almost didn’t get away that time. As Autumn got closer to Victoria she saw the Mackie card, this made Autumn grin, stealing a Mackie card from a vampire was a big crime and she wanted to test her luck. She waited for the perfect chance, she saw Victoria lay it down on the table for just one second, and she watched Victoria get into a conversation with an employee. This was Autumn’s chance, she got closer and right before Victoria went to pick up the card Autumn snatched it and quickly made her way out of the club and back into the woods.
Autumn grinned as she went over last night in her mind, pushing her hair out of her eyes she moved out of the cave and stretched. Her hair was a curly mess, she hasn’t been able to shower since last week, she knows she will have to sneak into someone’s house soon when it was unoccupied. Looking down to the Mackie card she thought about what she wanted to do with it, deciding she could sell it on the black market to get some more points for herself.
Walking into town, her face was covered in dirt, she was dressed in a pair of jeans that had many dirt stains on it, a tank top with a corduroy jacket and a pair of unlaced boots. She tried to stay out of site, thinking she heard something behind her, she looked back as she was walking, then when she wasn’t looking she bumped into someone.
“Oh shit, damnit”
She backed up a little, noticed she dropped the two Mackie cards she quickly picked them up and put them in her pocket of her jeans. Looking up at whom she bumped into she saw two girls standing in front of her. Slowly standing up she looked at the two girls.
“Um sorry to um bump into you, I wasn’t watching where I was going” she whispered softly not liking that she brought unwanted attention on herself.
Sarah watched Emmy as she kept her head low. ''These paintings are really something aren't they?'' Sarah nodded at her question, looking down. She watched the footsteps from Emmy that came around, feeling more nervous now than she had just a second ago. But I need your help with something,'' the woman said and brought her fingers up to her face. She froze at the touch and swallowed. Her chin was pushed up. ''What would you need my help for than madam?'' Sarah asked softly, nervous as ever. And you could clearly hear it in her voice.
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Mason shook his head, but couldn't help grinning as Victoria hissed at him. He laughed a little, something that was rather out of character for him, but continued as if it was perfectly normal. "Be a good girl now Victoria, you really don't have much room to complain..." Even he had to admit that her sweet smile scared him a little bit, but he wasn't about to let it show, "Sure, Mr. Vice President," he slightly tensed up at her words. Please don't let another friend resort to being fake and sucking up, he silently begged as he walked on. "Where are we going then? You have a date with the chess club or something?" A soft sigh of relief escaped Mason's lips as Victoria returned to her normal sarcastic self. "A Yes, continue mocking the second most powerful vampire in the New World." A small smirk on the corner of his lips, "Why don't you tell me of you're exciting little adventure last night. You know, when you lost my mackie card?" he mocked looking over to Victoria, an impossibly innocent smile on his face. Despite his words he continued, his expression turning serious. "I'm not sure as to why, but apparently there is a meeting soon. It's possible that is has to do with the recent killings of certain business partners. I cant be sure." Mason stopped in front of a door, turning to Victoria, an almost concerned expression on his face, "You shouldn't go out until we have figured out what is going on. That is an order, in case you were wondering." He opened the door for her, following her inside. Oddly enough the room was empty, the large conference table in the center. "We must be early." he reasoned out loud, taking a seat near the head of the table. He placed his elbow on his knee so he could rest his chin on his fist, looking intently at Victoria, "So... What exactly were you out doing when you lost my mackie card?"
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Ethan kept his gaze almost harsh, wanting to be sure that he didn't appear to be a pushover. “Oh, I’m sorry, I just love your work.” She said softly “Yeah, I am pretty far.” She smiled “I can leave…I know my presence isn't exactly good for business. I tend to scare off customers.” He sighed, softening his gaze and feeling almost guilty for automatically assuming she planned something bad just because she was a vampire. "No, that's fine. I appreciate anyone who appreciates my work." he smiled, leaning against the counter, he looked over slightly, noticing the presence of two other people in the shop. He recognized one of them, someone who had come into his shop before. "So you live in the upper district, I assume. Why come all the way down here. Err, I mean, don't you have... people for that?" Ethan asked, feeling a little awkward speaking to someone of such a higher level than him. He coughed into his hand, "Um, I painted most of the stuff in here... and um, if you're interested you can buy some?" his statement turned out more of a question, and he felt a little stupid considering this was a shop after all. "I'm sorry, I haven't actually held a conversation in a while..." he smiled nervously.
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Ethan kept his gaze almost harsh, wanting to be sure that he didn't appear to be a pushover. “Oh, I’m sorry, I just love your work.” She said softly “Yeah, I am pretty far.” She smiled “I can leave…I know my presence isn't exactly good for business. I tend to scare off customers.” He sighed, softening his gaze and feeling almost guilty for automatically assuming she planned something bad just because she was a vampire. "No, that's fine. I appreciate anyone who appreciates my work." he smiled, leaning against the counter, he looked over slightly, noticing the presence of two other people in the shop. He recognized one of them, someone who had come into his shop before. "So you live in the upper district, I assume. Why come all the way down here. Err, I mean, don't you have... people for that?" Ethan asked, feeling a little awkward speaking to someone of such a higher level than him. He coughed into his hand, "Um, I painted most of the stuff in here... and um, if you're interested you can buy some?" his statement turned out more of a question, and he felt a little stupid considering this was a shop after all. "I'm sorry, I haven't actually held a conversation in a while..." he smiled nervously.
"You shouldn't go out until we have figured out what is going on. That is an order, in case you were wondering." He opened the door for her and Victoria walked into the conference room. Oddly enough it was empty. Mason sat down at the large table and looked intently at Victoria. "So... What exactly were you out doing when you lost my mackie card?" Victoria sat down across from him and placed her legs on the table, her red heels almost touching Mason. She was glad he asked, the talk about the murders made her uncomfortable. Not like she wasn't used to killing, because she was. But it was something different when it was CEO vampires being killed. It worried her, especially because the last time a club had been burned down. There was a huge chance that she was one of the next victims.
"I was on my way to the club, but I didn't have my card with me so I borrowed yours." She paused a little and gave him an apologizing smile. "I was talking with my bouncer Jake, you know... because of the murders and all. And I placed it on the counter for a second, but when I looked again it was gone." Using two fingers, she pulled her mobile phone out of the pocket in her jeans. She held it up in front of her and started typing Sarah's number. She had given the human a cheap mobile just so she could get in contact with her. But usually the damn girl never even brought it with her. Victoria ignored Mason for a second and waited for Sarah to pick up the phone, but she got the answering machine. "Hey human... It's me." Victoria had an irritated look on her face, as if she was talking to Sarah in person. "You do remember me, don't you?" With a frown she examined her nails. I need a manicure. "I'm gonna be busy all day and probably some of the night as well." Her eyes met Mason's and she bit her lip. "So I need you to talk to Emma. Just say that I'm gonna be busy, she'll take care of things." Emma was Victoria's best friend - and a vampire. "As for you... Just answer the damn phone next time." Victoria hung up and placed the mobile phone back into her pocket. With a smile and eyes like a puppy's, she placed her feet back on the ground and leaned over the table. "Sorry 'bout that."
"I was on my way to the club, but I didn't have my card with me so I borrowed yours." She paused a little and gave him an apologizing smile. "I was talking with my bouncer Jake, you know... because of the murders and all. And I placed it on the counter for a second, but when I looked again it was gone." Using two fingers, she pulled her mobile phone out of the pocket in her jeans. She held it up in front of her and started typing Sarah's number. She had given the human a cheap mobile just so she could get in contact with her. But usually the damn girl never even brought it with her. Victoria ignored Mason for a second and waited for Sarah to pick up the phone, but she got the answering machine. "Hey human... It's me." Victoria had an irritated look on her face, as if she was talking to Sarah in person. "You do remember me, don't you?" With a frown she examined her nails. I need a manicure. "I'm gonna be busy all day and probably some of the night as well." Her eyes met Mason's and she bit her lip. "So I need you to talk to Emma. Just say that I'm gonna be busy, she'll take care of things." Emma was Victoria's best friend - and a vampire. "As for you... Just answer the damn phone next time." Victoria hung up and placed the mobile phone back into her pocket. With a smile and eyes like a puppy's, she placed her feet back on the ground and leaned over the table. "Sorry 'bout that."
JJ was lucky. He managed to pick up a Mackie card, some jewellery, and then some. He'd be able to get a meal for himself, Erin, and any others going hungry tonight. Hey, he might be able to make a few friends this way. Especially when you took onboard the fact that they were all in the same situation. JJ wasn't necessarily proud of what he stole. Hell, he was just doing it to survive, that was all. If life was the way he wanted, he would be able to walk the streets without being attacked, chased, and almost put into slavery. Jeez, that much was obvious, wasn't it? JJ lifted his hood and carefully made his way to the front door where he came in. He tugged at the handle and his eyes narrowed slightly. "Aww shit." he murmured, tugging again and then pulling away, turning around and pushing himself to the wall where it was darkest. "Okay... need to find a new exit..." He scratched the back of his head, making sure his face was covered and that as little of him was exposed as possible. He knew pretty darn well that the vampires that ran this place would torment and tease their slaves whenever they got the chance.
It was sick.
JJ kept close to the walls until he got to a pair of double doors. He gently pushed on one of the doors and saw two vampires inside. One that was blonde, the other extremely recognisable and making him want to be sick. Why, the vice-president himself. He gagged a little at the sight of him. Not because he looked bad, but the thought of him being in charge one day was just terrifying. He moved past the door, forgetting to close it and just trying to move past and go further down the hallway.
It was sick.
JJ kept close to the walls until he got to a pair of double doors. He gently pushed on one of the doors and saw two vampires inside. One that was blonde, the other extremely recognisable and making him want to be sick. Why, the vice-president himself. He gagged a little at the sight of him. Not because he looked bad, but the thought of him being in charge one day was just terrifying. He moved past the door, forgetting to close it and just trying to move past and go further down the hallway.
Adrian coughed. He had his back against a wall an alley, hidden from everyone. His hood was down and his eyes were closed. He seemed to be in a trance, but truly he relaxed. His next target was a human slave. These people were no better than their vampire masters. Obeying those tyrants and acting like dogs. Adrian spat on the floor, disgusted. “I’d rather fight and die then be a fucking slave to those bastards...” Not much preparation had been needed to catch this one. Although it had proved a little complicating, considering this human was a real dog. Following his master everywhere...it had surprised Adrian that this one hadn't even licked the vampire's boots yet. He smirked and opened his eyes. They seemed almost white. His stare was a deadly one; cold and full of hate. His target was Leonard Lona, a human male that was born from slave parents. His is fairly tall and somewhat built, but he had no idea how to use his strength to defend himself. He had blond hair and green eyes, handsome according to others. He had probably more favors than other slaves. He only left his master’s side to get him some food. That was when Adrian has struck. The fool had never seen him coming...
Adrian took a few steps forward. He made sure no one was watching, reached into the shadows and pulled out a man tied to a chair. The man was tied well, and his mouth gagged with a bloody rag. He was pretty messed up, his clothe was torn and he was bruised all over. But that was nothing compared to what awaited him. Adrian wanted to send a message to the superior races... He crouched down to the man and whispered in his ear. “I’m going to let you talk...but if you scream...I will make you suffer” With that he removed the rag from the man’s mouth. Leonard looked at Adrian with hateful eyes. He spoke: “If you hurt me...my masters will find you and then you'll wish you died a long time ago!” Adrian punched the man. He heard the cracking sound of teeth and a lip explode as the man fell to the ground, still strapped to the chair. Adrian yelled, forgetting he had just told the man not to scream, “Watch what you say you vampire dog!” He picked up the chair and set it back straight. “Do you know who I am? Do you know why I took you?” The man was scared, it showed in his face. Adrian was not getting any answers. He grew a sharp nail on his finger and ran it along the man’s cheek, slightly slicing through the skin. The man spoke quickly: “You’re that killer! You kill vampires, werewolves and witches!” He was shaking. “But why did you capture me...y-you don’t kill humans...”
Adrian laughed and raised his hands. His claws started growing as well as his teeth. His eyes darkened. The man shook his head in fear. No sound came from his mouth, no scream. Adrian spoke with a deep and dark voice “No one is safe from me.” With that he lunged. Tearing, biting, and scratching. The man had no time to talk before he was ripped to shreds. Blood and organs splashed everywhere. Adrian nearly lost his cool. Calming down, he looked at the remains of the man. He made sure to leave his head clearly visible, to make sure the vampires knew who this was. He packed up the remains of the body and then left. Sticking to the roof tops, he made his way to a building right in front of a large building where the vice president was. Adrian found a way to make it to the window. He took a deep breath, brought his hood up over his face and got ready. What he was about to die was near suicide, but a message was needed. He crashed into the window, into what seemed like a conference room. There was the vice president, which Adrian recognized, a slave with blond hair and another girl. Adrian stood still for a moment then threw the bag containing the man’s body at the three standing in front of him. Body parts and organs spilled all over the floor. Adrian spoke, in direction of the three people in front of him “No one is safe anymore...” With that he leaped out the window, grabbed something on the way down and ran away. He would need to move fast, before they found him. He leaped from building to building, being more agile than ever.
Adrian took a few steps forward. He made sure no one was watching, reached into the shadows and pulled out a man tied to a chair. The man was tied well, and his mouth gagged with a bloody rag. He was pretty messed up, his clothe was torn and he was bruised all over. But that was nothing compared to what awaited him. Adrian wanted to send a message to the superior races... He crouched down to the man and whispered in his ear. “I’m going to let you talk...but if you scream...I will make you suffer” With that he removed the rag from the man’s mouth. Leonard looked at Adrian with hateful eyes. He spoke: “If you hurt me...my masters will find you and then you'll wish you died a long time ago!” Adrian punched the man. He heard the cracking sound of teeth and a lip explode as the man fell to the ground, still strapped to the chair. Adrian yelled, forgetting he had just told the man not to scream, “Watch what you say you vampire dog!” He picked up the chair and set it back straight. “Do you know who I am? Do you know why I took you?” The man was scared, it showed in his face. Adrian was not getting any answers. He grew a sharp nail on his finger and ran it along the man’s cheek, slightly slicing through the skin. The man spoke quickly: “You’re that killer! You kill vampires, werewolves and witches!” He was shaking. “But why did you capture me...y-you don’t kill humans...”
Adrian laughed and raised his hands. His claws started growing as well as his teeth. His eyes darkened. The man shook his head in fear. No sound came from his mouth, no scream. Adrian spoke with a deep and dark voice “No one is safe from me.” With that he lunged. Tearing, biting, and scratching. The man had no time to talk before he was ripped to shreds. Blood and organs splashed everywhere. Adrian nearly lost his cool. Calming down, he looked at the remains of the man. He made sure to leave his head clearly visible, to make sure the vampires knew who this was. He packed up the remains of the body and then left. Sticking to the roof tops, he made his way to a building right in front of a large building where the vice president was. Adrian found a way to make it to the window. He took a deep breath, brought his hood up over his face and got ready. What he was about to die was near suicide, but a message was needed. He crashed into the window, into what seemed like a conference room. There was the vice president, which Adrian recognized, a slave with blond hair and another girl. Adrian stood still for a moment then threw the bag containing the man’s body at the three standing in front of him. Body parts and organs spilled all over the floor. Adrian spoke, in direction of the three people in front of him “No one is safe anymore...” With that he leaped out the window, grabbed something on the way down and ran away. He would need to move fast, before they found him. He leaped from building to building, being more agile than ever.
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Mason rose an eyebrow at Victoria's heels practically touching him but said nothing, listening carefully. "I was on my way to the club, but I didn't have my card with me so I borrowed yours." She paused a little and gave him an apologizing smile, Mason rolled his eyes, smiling anyways. "I was talking with my bouncer Jake, you know... because of the murders and all. And I placed it on the counter for a second, but when I looked again it was gone." Nodding in understanding, he tapped his chin, "Very well, I'll replace it soon." Mason watched her leave a message to Sarah, almost getting annoyed at the lack of attention he received from her. He couldn't help but grin a little at her irritated expression, already thinking that her human was in a bit of trouble. "I'm gonna be busy all day and probably some of the night as well." A small shiver ran down his spine as their eyes met and Victoria bit her lip. He came close to questioning it but managed to keep his mouth shut. Victoria hung up and placed the mobile phone back into her pocket. With a smile and eyes like a puppy's, she placed her feet back on the ground and leaned over the table. "Sorry 'bout that."
Leaning back in his chair, he shrugged, "It's not too big a deal." he tried to act nonchalant, crossing his arms in an attempt to hide his slight annoyance. Mason could hear a faint noise coming from somewhere in the room. "Did you hear that?" he questioned Victoria, leaning forward in his chair. Looking around the room, he could almost pick up the faint sound of footsteps and catching the sight of open double doors. As he shot a perplexed look to Victoria, "Did you open those?" he questioned dumbly. Suddenly a hooded man crashed into the conference room through the window. He stood still for a moment then threw a bag that smelled suspiciously like blood towards Victoria and Mason. Body parts and organs spilled all over the floor. The man spoke, “No one is safe anymore...” With that he leaped out the window. Mason recognized the smell of the blood, all these mangled and bloody body parts were of one of his main human servants, Leonard Lona. Mason sat in utter shock for a second, his mouth hanging open for a second. He stood, slamming his palms down on the conference table, leaving a large crack in the wooden table. "What the hell?!" Mason yelled, anger surging through him. He paced, hissing as he stepped in the pool of blood collecting from the organs and body parts. Trembling in anger, Mason snapped out his phone, dialing his secretary, "Write this down, I want notices across all districts, Warning: Killer now targeting all races, reward for him, alive. Make sure everyone knows about this psycho. Setup for a public speaking, you get people from all races there. Get this done by tomorrow or you're fired and I'll be sure you're next on the killer's list." He was practically growling by the end of his orders. He snapped the phone shut, squeezing it to the point where it crumbled under his grasp. Sitting back in his chair, Mason dropped his now broken phone in a pile on the table. He looked back to Victoria, running a hand through his hair as he struggled to maintain composure. "I apologize for my... outburst."
Leaning back in his chair, he shrugged, "It's not too big a deal." he tried to act nonchalant, crossing his arms in an attempt to hide his slight annoyance. Mason could hear a faint noise coming from somewhere in the room. "Did you hear that?" he questioned Victoria, leaning forward in his chair. Looking around the room, he could almost pick up the faint sound of footsteps and catching the sight of open double doors. As he shot a perplexed look to Victoria, "Did you open those?" he questioned dumbly. Suddenly a hooded man crashed into the conference room through the window. He stood still for a moment then threw a bag that smelled suspiciously like blood towards Victoria and Mason. Body parts and organs spilled all over the floor. The man spoke, “No one is safe anymore...” With that he leaped out the window. Mason recognized the smell of the blood, all these mangled and bloody body parts were of one of his main human servants, Leonard Lona. Mason sat in utter shock for a second, his mouth hanging open for a second. He stood, slamming his palms down on the conference table, leaving a large crack in the wooden table. "What the hell?!" Mason yelled, anger surging through him. He paced, hissing as he stepped in the pool of blood collecting from the organs and body parts. Trembling in anger, Mason snapped out his phone, dialing his secretary, "Write this down, I want notices across all districts, Warning: Killer now targeting all races, reward for him, alive. Make sure everyone knows about this psycho. Setup for a public speaking, you get people from all races there. Get this done by tomorrow or you're fired and I'll be sure you're next on the killer's list." He was practically growling by the end of his orders. He snapped the phone shut, squeezing it to the point where it crumbled under his grasp. Sitting back in his chair, Mason dropped his now broken phone in a pile on the table. He looked back to Victoria, running a hand through his hair as he struggled to maintain composure. "I apologize for my... outburst."
JJ was quite happy to leave right then and there. To make a speedy escape before anyone tried to investigate what was going on. However, that was before he heard the crash through the window. He found his attention was hooked and he turned, looking round towards the room he just walked past. He snorted a little. Maybe Mr. High and mighty finally got what he deserved. He heard a gentle thump, like a bag being thrown to the ground. Though, it sounded a little sloppier. Maybe like a pillow case full of cake mix. “No one is safe anymore...” He heard, right before the room fell silent. He blinked a couple of times, unable to resist anymore. His head peeked slightly around the corner of the door to see what all the ruckus was about. And then, the sight hit him like a ton of bricks. Guts, gore and a severed head of a human. He held a hand over his mouth and cringed. "Oh man." He whispered to himself, looking at Mason's reaction as he went from shock, to anger almost instantly. It must've been someone he knew... The vampire then snapped out his phone and furiously dialled. "Write this down, I want notices across all districts, Warning: Killer now targeting all races, reward for him, alive. Make sure everyone knows about this psycho. Setup for a public speaking, you get people from all races there. Get this done by tomorrow or you're fired and I'll be sure you're next on the killer's list." By the end of it, the phone was practically metallic crumbs in his hand, and JJ kinda guessed that'd need replacing...
"My cue to leave probably..." JJ told himself. However, there was a little part of him that wanted to find out more. Just what exactly was happening. Was there honestly a killer now that was trying to kill all races? JJ pulled away from the door and pushed his back up against a wall. "More than likely to be an unmarked." He thought out loud quietly to himself. "The body looked mangled and ripped apart, so I doubt it's a witch hybrid... Either wolf or Vampire I guess..." He ruffled up his hair beneath his hood and then looked down the hallway. "Anyway..." He began walking away again. He needed to tell Erin about this. He didn't like the thought about her being in trouble too. And it was a possibility. Might have to find that Rosie girl I met this morning too... She works for the government, right? He bit his lip, shaking at the thought of someone that innocent possibly being put into that kind of situation. Being mangled and ripped to shreds... Why would someone do that to an innocent? He shook his head, it wasn't going to happen... but still... It was worth warning her... He glanced about, still desperately trying to find an exit...
"My cue to leave probably..." JJ told himself. However, there was a little part of him that wanted to find out more. Just what exactly was happening. Was there honestly a killer now that was trying to kill all races? JJ pulled away from the door and pushed his back up against a wall. "More than likely to be an unmarked." He thought out loud quietly to himself. "The body looked mangled and ripped apart, so I doubt it's a witch hybrid... Either wolf or Vampire I guess..." He ruffled up his hair beneath his hood and then looked down the hallway. "Anyway..." He began walking away again. He needed to tell Erin about this. He didn't like the thought about her being in trouble too. And it was a possibility. Might have to find that Rosie girl I met this morning too... She works for the government, right? He bit his lip, shaking at the thought of someone that innocent possibly being put into that kind of situation. Being mangled and ripped to shreds... Why would someone do that to an innocent? He shook his head, it wasn't going to happen... but still... It was worth warning her... He glanced about, still desperately trying to find an exit...
Victoria didn't even seem shocked compared to Mason's reaction. She just kicked an arm away from her while watching the hooded stranger escape out through the window. Sure, she was both angry and offended, but since it wasn't her own slave, she didn't react the same way as Mason. With a wrinkled nose, she got up from the chair and glanced over the limbs and organs. It gave her chills down her spine; the murderer was obviously capable of doing anything. His words kept running through her head. No one is safe anymore... She felt her already pale skin turn even whiter.
"I apologize for my... outburst." Mason was finally sitting down again; he looked like a wild animal. She gave him a weak smile before turning her gaze back to all the gore. She knew he had his angry sides, but she'd never seen him freak out like this. "I understand." The smell of fresh blood tinkled in her nose and her fangs was dying to bite into an arm, but she tried to control herself. It wouldn't be appropriate. Besides, she wasn't allowed to drink any blood.
That's when she heard someone talk, someone outside the room. It was coming from the open double doors. Trying not to make a sound, she gestured to Mason that someone was standing outside the door. Without hesitating, Victoria flew through the doors and into what looked like an office. A hooded creature was the first thing she saw and she assumed that it was the killer. "MASON!" She knew the person would try to escape before Mason made it in here, so she ran towards the person and attempted to knock him over. A piece of skin became visible under the cloak and she instinctively bit into it. The sweet taste of human blood filled her mouth and she realized that he couldn't be the killer. She tried to pull away from him, knowing she was breaking her new "no blood" rule and possibly killing a witness, but in the end she couldn't resist. Something about this human just tasted so differently. Differently, but extremely good.
((short and crappy... I know. But it's better than nothing!!))
"I apologize for my... outburst." Mason was finally sitting down again; he looked like a wild animal. She gave him a weak smile before turning her gaze back to all the gore. She knew he had his angry sides, but she'd never seen him freak out like this. "I understand." The smell of fresh blood tinkled in her nose and her fangs was dying to bite into an arm, but she tried to control herself. It wouldn't be appropriate. Besides, she wasn't allowed to drink any blood.
That's when she heard someone talk, someone outside the room. It was coming from the open double doors. Trying not to make a sound, she gestured to Mason that someone was standing outside the door. Without hesitating, Victoria flew through the doors and into what looked like an office. A hooded creature was the first thing she saw and she assumed that it was the killer. "MASON!" She knew the person would try to escape before Mason made it in here, so she ran towards the person and attempted to knock him over. A piece of skin became visible under the cloak and she instinctively bit into it. The sweet taste of human blood filled her mouth and she realized that he couldn't be the killer. She tried to pull away from him, knowing she was breaking her new "no blood" rule and possibly killing a witness, but in the end she couldn't resist. Something about this human just tasted so differently. Differently, but extremely good.
((short and crappy... I know. But it's better than nothing!!))
"MASON!"
JJ's eyes widened at the squeal, and almost instinctively, he leapt off to run. However, the desperate flee was short lived. He was ran at and caught up with way before he'd gotten to full speed, and was suddenly grabbed. With everything going so quickly, he didn't have time to stop Victoria as her teeth sank in and his shoulder was sucked at. "AHRGH!" JJ grunted, wincing his eyes shut at the strange and pained feeling of blood running out of him like a tap had just been inserted into his body just where the vein was. He struggled and shook, trying all he could to get this crazy bitch off of him. It was then and only then that he decided to actually start thinking tactically. He thought it through a little. The part of his body with most freedom was his lower body. And he needed to make use of that. He kicked a leg down behind him, hearing the heel of her shoe snap and then slipping her foot out from beneath her and kicking her thigh.
With the pain and stumbling now going into her instead, the grip loosened the slightest, and he pulled himself free, letting out a moan at the feel of her teeth pulling out and dragging on the way. He gasped when they were all the way out and stumbled away from her, looking a little dizzy and clumsy as he went. He quickly pressed his hand up against his shoulder when the blood continued to leak out of his shoulder and could feel the warm blood oozing between his fingertips. But no time for that right now...He reached into his pockets and frantically searched them. He had so much stuff in each, it was hard to find this one little object... "Aha!" He exclaimed triumphantly, swiping out a torch from the large pocket in the cloak and pointing it in Victoria's direction, finger ready on the on/off trigger. He panted a little, finally regaining some form of patience as a small smile grew on his lips. "My my Grandma..." He said breathlessly. "...What... sharp teeth you have..."
JJ's eyes widened at the squeal, and almost instinctively, he leapt off to run. However, the desperate flee was short lived. He was ran at and caught up with way before he'd gotten to full speed, and was suddenly grabbed. With everything going so quickly, he didn't have time to stop Victoria as her teeth sank in and his shoulder was sucked at. "AHRGH!" JJ grunted, wincing his eyes shut at the strange and pained feeling of blood running out of him like a tap had just been inserted into his body just where the vein was. He struggled and shook, trying all he could to get this crazy bitch off of him. It was then and only then that he decided to actually start thinking tactically. He thought it through a little. The part of his body with most freedom was his lower body. And he needed to make use of that. He kicked a leg down behind him, hearing the heel of her shoe snap and then slipping her foot out from beneath her and kicking her thigh.
With the pain and stumbling now going into her instead, the grip loosened the slightest, and he pulled himself free, letting out a moan at the feel of her teeth pulling out and dragging on the way. He gasped when they were all the way out and stumbled away from her, looking a little dizzy and clumsy as he went. He quickly pressed his hand up against his shoulder when the blood continued to leak out of his shoulder and could feel the warm blood oozing between his fingertips. But no time for that right now...He reached into his pockets and frantically searched them. He had so much stuff in each, it was hard to find this one little object... "Aha!" He exclaimed triumphantly, swiping out a torch from the large pocket in the cloak and pointing it in Victoria's direction, finger ready on the on/off trigger. He panted a little, finally regaining some form of patience as a small smile grew on his lips. "My my Grandma..." He said breathlessly. "...What... sharp teeth you have..."
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Mason stood slowly as Victoria gestured to him that someone was standing outside the door. He followed her lead, walking towards the room. Mason ran towards the scene as he heard Victoria shriek, "MASON!" He found Victoria sucking the blood from the intruder. Before he could pull Victoria from him, the intruder fought from her bite, pulling himself free. Mason kept his distance, watching with interest. A smirk grew on his lips as the intruder pointed the torch at Victoria. Now he decided to interrupt, "No need to make a mess." he spoke smoothly and calmly, walking towards the two of them at a leisurely pace. As he got closer to the intruder he could definitely tell he was a human just by the scent of his blood, he scrunched his nose, the smell tempting him slightly. He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, tossing it towards him, "Clean your blood please, you're making me thirsty." Oddly enough, this was definitely an act of kindness when compared to the ways he treated some people. He was interested in this human who fought against a vampire, rather than willingly allowing her to suck his blood. Regardless he was only a human and a witness, no matter how interesting he seemed. "Human, did you see the intruder?" On closer inspection, although he was hooded as well, the cloaks were different indeed. "Do you work here? I'll give you the reward I just set if you can identify the person." Mason acted as if he didn't even notice the torch in JJ’s hand, but kept a close eye on him for any sign of attack. He reached Victoria’s side, throwing her a small glare and turned back to JJ, smiling his best executive smile, “You're a strange human, so you've caught my interest. But my patience is wearing thin, so start talking.” he said curtly , still pissed that the random intruder had gotten away.
Emmy smiled to the human girl, she could sense the nervousness and it intrigued her even more "Well you see I have a new shop and I need to find a couple new paintings or art for the walls, they look so plain and bare, it annoys me. So I would like your help on picking a few paintings out...please" she softly sole to the girl, dragging her finger against the girls jaw, giving her a look then looked up to the paintings waiting for the girls answer. She wouldn't take no for an answer but she wanted to see what the girl would say, the only reason she really liked humans because of how they let their emotions get the best of them and how easily scared they could get. It amused her and this girl pretty much quivered at her touch.[color]"Also id like to know your name...I go by Emmy"[/color] she whispered softly she was bit going to tell the girl her full name, she did not know who this girl was and she really did not want everyone knowing that she was in this town.
Sarah looked at the woman, taking deep breaths. Even though full of fear, she remained as calm as she could be, and looked up at the paintings. The woman asked for her name, and Sarah looked back at her again. ''My name is Sarah Linkin miss Emmy,'' Sarah answered in a soft voice, seemingly calm, and looked back up at the paintings. ''Maybe that painting would fit your store,'' she said and pointed at a painting. ''Although, miss Emmy, I am not sure what kind of store you have,'' Sarah answered and looked back at Emmy with a faint but respectful smile. ''It would be nice to know miss, than I could help you better with picking a few paintings.''
JJ's eyes narrowed even more when Mr. 'I'm bigger than you so bow obey' came along. He was extremely tempted to just shine the light at him, just to rid this life of him. But, not only would it get him killed, it would probably start a whole higher level of war against humans. So for now he just stepped back a little, keeping tentative and holding the light out, whilst also squeezing at his shoulder. Then, the handkerchief was tossed to him. He caught it with the bloody hand and then wiped it on his shoulder. He held it there whilst it still bled, but he was more focussed on Mason. "Human, did you see the intruder? Do you work here? I'll give you the reward I just set if you can identify the person." JJ couldn't help himself. He scoffed. Not at the fact that just because he was a thief he was seen as being in league with another thief, but more the fact that Mason thought the offer of being able to work in a place like this would count as a 'reward' to JJ. “You're a strange human, so you've caught my interest. But my patience is wearing thin, so start talking.” This time, JJ laughed a little more.
"Strange?" He peered up a little from beneath his hood, raising an eyebrow. "You've gotta strange way of complimenting people..." He took a step back from Mason, glancing to Victoria every so often. "I can't say I can identify that man. I can congratulate him for scaring someone like you, but I don't know him..." He blinked a couple of times before looking up to Mason and tilting his head. "And besides, even if I did know him, I wouldn't tell you." He smirked slightly. "I'd rather take death than work in a place like this... obeying fuckers like you." He bowed his head a little in a slightly royal bowing fashion. "Beg your pardon ya Maj for not kissing at your feet and being your little bitch. Do you wish for me to wear a shirt saying 'reserved for vice-president' just for your own purposes?" He chuckled a little to himself. Oh how he'd waited for the day when he stood up to royalty... Unlike most others, the difference between JJ and other humans was the fact that he wasn't afraid of death. Hell, he'd probably welcome it with open arms if he hated his life that much. That was possibly the only reason why he never seemed afraid to stick up to higher races. If he was arrested and executed, screw it. He lived life the way he wanted. And that's something a lot of humans can't say for themselves...
"Strange?" He peered up a little from beneath his hood, raising an eyebrow. "You've gotta strange way of complimenting people..." He took a step back from Mason, glancing to Victoria every so often. "I can't say I can identify that man. I can congratulate him for scaring someone like you, but I don't know him..." He blinked a couple of times before looking up to Mason and tilting his head. "And besides, even if I did know him, I wouldn't tell you." He smirked slightly. "I'd rather take death than work in a place like this... obeying fuckers like you." He bowed his head a little in a slightly royal bowing fashion. "Beg your pardon ya Maj for not kissing at your feet and being your little bitch. Do you wish for me to wear a shirt saying 'reserved for vice-president' just for your own purposes?" He chuckled a little to himself. Oh how he'd waited for the day when he stood up to royalty... Unlike most others, the difference between JJ and other humans was the fact that he wasn't afraid of death. Hell, he'd probably welcome it with open arms if he hated his life that much. That was possibly the only reason why he never seemed afraid to stick up to higher races. If he was arrested and executed, screw it. He lived life the way he wanted. And that's something a lot of humans can't say for themselves...
No time to stop now. Adrian ran through crowds of people as fast as he could, running away from the large building. He had heard the message sent out by the screaming Vice President. The whole city had probably heard it. Adrian smirked and kept on running. Those who did not get in his way ended up being pushed on the floor. Adrian was built for speed, but his werewolf blood gave him impressive strength and stamina. For now his objective was to get away from that place. Earlier three guards had chased him for a good while before he lost them. Thankfully, he had not lost a single piece of clothing or shed blood. Only the blood of the man he had killed was on him. Later, when he was done, he thought of burning the shirt and bathing in freezing water to kill the scent. But that would be later...he was not done. A message had been sent straight to the vice president...but Mr. Vice President was good at hiding things. He could easily never tell about what had happened...he could simply say a kid had thrown a rock at the window. Adrian needed to make sure the whole city would know of his plan. He stopped running for a second, taking a minute to catch his breath. He placed a hand on his chest, trying to control his breathing.
“I...Don’t think...I’ve ever run...that fast...” he spoke to himself. The next part of his plan had been planned as well. He was a little behind schedule, but he would still be able to make it if he ran fast. Three targets, carefully chosen: A witch, a werewolf and a vampire. The witch was a singer during the day but a prostitute during the night. Only her clients would miss her...she doesn’t have much of a voice. The werewolf: a large man who beats people up when he can’t get what he wants, even if that means his wife. The vampire...well...Adrian would just kill one on the way. Taking a knife from his pocket, he closed his eyes and focused. He would need full concentration for this. Something he had practised for a long time. To be able to use some of his werewolf abilities while staying in human form. He opened his eyes and dashed forward. His first target was not far. As planned, the werewolf was just walking out of his card games. In plane public, Adrian ran to him and sliced his throat, spraying blood on the floor. He kept running. As he ran, Adrian caught the smell of a vampire. The woman was stepping out of a black limo, going to some meeting probably. Her 2 bodyguards were no match for Adrian, considering they were weak humans. Running past the body guards, Adrian ran his dagger into her chest, stabbing into her heart. He continued his run. His last target of the day: a witch. She would be leaving the bar now to go meet one of her clients...or not. Adrian leaped in the air and came down on her, putting his knife in her stomach. The wound would hurt like a bitch, giving her time to scream, before she died. That was it, Adrian was done. But he needed to run some more.
Like a shadow, he lost himself in the large city. He climbed, leaped, dodged and ran some more until he found himself out of the city. He usually would not go this far, but for what he just did, being careful would not hurt. And so out of the city he was. Everything was planned, as usually. A fire pit was prepared on the floor, next to a lake. Adrian was hidden in the woods far enough from the city. He started the fire and threw his clothing in the fire. Nude, he leaped into the freezing water. For what would be a freezing hell for some people, the cold water was relaxing for Adrian. He closed his eyes, resting.
“I...Don’t think...I’ve ever run...that fast...” he spoke to himself. The next part of his plan had been planned as well. He was a little behind schedule, but he would still be able to make it if he ran fast. Three targets, carefully chosen: A witch, a werewolf and a vampire. The witch was a singer during the day but a prostitute during the night. Only her clients would miss her...she doesn’t have much of a voice. The werewolf: a large man who beats people up when he can’t get what he wants, even if that means his wife. The vampire...well...Adrian would just kill one on the way. Taking a knife from his pocket, he closed his eyes and focused. He would need full concentration for this. Something he had practised for a long time. To be able to use some of his werewolf abilities while staying in human form. He opened his eyes and dashed forward. His first target was not far. As planned, the werewolf was just walking out of his card games. In plane public, Adrian ran to him and sliced his throat, spraying blood on the floor. He kept running. As he ran, Adrian caught the smell of a vampire. The woman was stepping out of a black limo, going to some meeting probably. Her 2 bodyguards were no match for Adrian, considering they were weak humans. Running past the body guards, Adrian ran his dagger into her chest, stabbing into her heart. He continued his run. His last target of the day: a witch. She would be leaving the bar now to go meet one of her clients...or not. Adrian leaped in the air and came down on her, putting his knife in her stomach. The wound would hurt like a bitch, giving her time to scream, before she died. That was it, Adrian was done. But he needed to run some more.
Like a shadow, he lost himself in the large city. He climbed, leaped, dodged and ran some more until he found himself out of the city. He usually would not go this far, but for what he just did, being careful would not hurt. And so out of the city he was. Everything was planned, as usually. A fire pit was prepared on the floor, next to a lake. Adrian was hidden in the woods far enough from the city. He started the fire and threw his clothing in the fire. Nude, he leaped into the freezing water. For what would be a freezing hell for some people, the cold water was relaxing for Adrian. He closed his eyes, resting.
Emmy looked over and smiled seeing Sarah was calming a little, looking up to the paintings she slightly.sighed "no..no that will not do" she slowly started walking, taking Sarah's hand as she did and lookedaround. Hearing the girls question she gave the girl a soft smile "well you might of heard of a new herb shop that just opened down the street from here?..well that is my store, I am still trying to get settled and I do not like my walls bare". Looking up she saw one painting, a painting of a witch flowing magic from her hands "now tell me what you think of that one" she asked pointing at the picture, "and be truthful darling, id rather not think of you as a liar" her hand went to the girls face oncemore and Emmy's eyes slightly darkened to a dark purple before changing back to normal. If only the girl knew who Emmy really was, she doesn't think they would be having this 'peaceful' chat.
Emmy turned her head to the door as she heard a scream, the some commotion happening outside "someone must of caused an issue, do they have a lot of commotions like screaming and such in this town Sarah?" If this town did Emmy couldn't help but be happy, she loved to cause problems where there was already chaos, and maybe she could find that witch that cursed her so many years ago.
Emmy turned her head to the door as she heard a scream, the some commotion happening outside "someone must of caused an issue, do they have a lot of commotions like screaming and such in this town Sarah?" If this town did Emmy couldn't help but be happy, she loved to cause problems where there was already chaos, and maybe she could find that witch that cursed her so many years ago.
Sarah looked at Emmy and nodded. She had heard of a new herb shop and looked at the painting Emmy pointed at. "That might fit your store miss Emmy. I like it," Sarah answered honestly. She looked at other paintings until she heard commotion outside. Sarah turned her head, than looked at Emmy. "Well, there is this kind of killer who has been killing people lately," Sarah answered and concentrated back on the paintings.
Mason was having trouble keeping his cool as he looked to the defiant human before him. "Strange?" He growled slightly as the smell of JJ's blood burning his throat. "I can't say I can identify that man. I can congratulate him for scaring someone like you, but I don't know him... And besides, even if I did know him, I wouldn't tell you. I'd rather take death than work in a place like this... obeying fuckers like you." Mason scowled, his temper rising as he glared down to the human. "Beg your pardon ya Maj for not kissing at your feet and being your little bitch. Do you wish for me to wear a shirt saying 'reserved for vice-president' just for your own purposes?"
Mason hissed, he absolutly hated people disrespecting him like this but he somehow found some kind of crazy humor in this situation. In fact his human must have been joking to speak this way to him. Mason couldn't help but smirk, and soon his smirk turned into a smile and then a full blown laugh. "Well, you are... different, and I respect that as much as I'd hate too. And it's obvious you misundersand me. That murder, he's no longer on you're side, nor my side or any races side. You saw what he did to that human." Annoyance ran through Mason, this day just wasn't how he would have expected it to go. "Now please, leave." Mason turned to leave, looking to Victoria momentarialy but walking towards the door. As he reached the door, he turned back to JJ, smiling, "And I look forward to being your President." Mason slammed the door behind him. He grabbed the first vampire he saw. "There is a human in that room. Please be sure he leaves, alive actually." The vampire nodded, obeying his president and entering the room. Mason walked down the hall, his mind running from the events that had happened.
Mason hissed, he absolutly hated people disrespecting him like this but he somehow found some kind of crazy humor in this situation. In fact his human must have been joking to speak this way to him. Mason couldn't help but smirk, and soon his smirk turned into a smile and then a full blown laugh. "Well, you are... different, and I respect that as much as I'd hate too. And it's obvious you misundersand me. That murder, he's no longer on you're side, nor my side or any races side. You saw what he did to that human." Annoyance ran through Mason, this day just wasn't how he would have expected it to go. "Now please, leave." Mason turned to leave, looking to Victoria momentarialy but walking towards the door. As he reached the door, he turned back to JJ, smiling, "And I look forward to being your President." Mason slammed the door behind him. He grabbed the first vampire he saw. "There is a human in that room. Please be sure he leaves, alive actually." The vampire nodded, obeying his president and entering the room. Mason walked down the hall, his mind running from the events that had happened.
Autumn just kept walking as the girls didnt notice her. She needed to find JJ and tell him what she stole, hes probably going to be estatic and call her crazy but she shrugged and smirked. Heading down the road she heard some commotion in the are, being who she was she was curious to say the least. Walking down the road with the two mackie cards in her pocket she saw a crowd gathering around someone laying on the ground. Crouching down she saw a woman and two officers pulling a blanket over her.
Quickly leaving the scene she shook her head damn another murder, going to have to warn JJ she thought to herself as she walked down an alley way, then climbed up a fence and jumped over it. She continued to search the places where she usually found JJ but he was not there. "Damnit JJ when I find you..." she mumbled out loud as she continued to look.
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Emmy nodded "Yes that painting will be perfect, I will have Maria get it later for me" she turned around to face Sarah when she heard the girl mention a killer. "A killer? Well thats not good...do they know if this killer is a female or a male? Oh and would you like to come have tea with me, I really would appreciate the company" she whispered giving the girl a look that mheld power and wondered if the girl would dare say no to her.
Quickly leaving the scene she shook her head damn another murder, going to have to warn JJ she thought to herself as she walked down an alley way, then climbed up a fence and jumped over it. She continued to search the places where she usually found JJ but he was not there. "Damnit JJ when I find you..." she mumbled out loud as she continued to look.
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Emmy nodded "Yes that painting will be perfect, I will have Maria get it later for me" she turned around to face Sarah when she heard the girl mention a killer. "A killer? Well thats not good...do they know if this killer is a female or a male? Oh and would you like to come have tea with me, I really would appreciate the company" she whispered giving the girl a look that mheld power and wondered if the girl would dare say no to her.
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"No one knows exactly who he is." Sarah looked at Emmy and swallowed. She wasn't sure whether she should go or not. Deciding she was too scared to say no, she nodded her head. "Of course miss Emmy. I'd love to have some tea."
Charlie wasnt pleased when she woke to the sound of her screaming comander.
"GET OFF YOUR LAZY BUTT WINTERS!! you have a job to do.....i will inform you of your task in my office in 10" Nick, her unit's boss yelled. Charlie groaned loudly and glared at the door where Nick had been moments ago. Reluctantly Charlie sqirmed out of her nice warm bed, her warm feet coming into contrast with the cold hard wood floors. She shivered and ran over to her closet grabbing her usually attire.
Charlie knew what this assignment was, she had heard about of the killings going on she knew they were going to send her after the murderer, after all she was the best. She had successfully killed over 100 rogue's in her 7 years of duty and had body guarded some of the worlds most imporant vampires. She laced up her combat boots, grabbed her steel bow, loaded her quiver with a bunch of titanium silver arrows and threw on her black hood. Charlie exited her room and made her way to Nick's office.
'i wonder who this murderer is? he's pretty damn good i will give him that much' Charlie thought a she entered Nick's office.
"Luna, a very high paying customer have asked for you to track down this murderer, he have no sense anymore because now on top of everything he have killed a human slave the customer wants you to track him and bring back his head" Charlie nodded not saying a word. Silence was one of her most deadiliest weapon's for it assured her she would be getting her prize very soon. Nick waved her off and Charlie left, rushing down to the garage. A shiny black motorcycle stood perfectly angled and ready to go. Hopping on Charlie started it and screech out of the garage, down the drive way.
She was on her way.
"GET OFF YOUR LAZY BUTT WINTERS!! you have a job to do.....i will inform you of your task in my office in 10" Nick, her unit's boss yelled. Charlie groaned loudly and glared at the door where Nick had been moments ago. Reluctantly Charlie sqirmed out of her nice warm bed, her warm feet coming into contrast with the cold hard wood floors. She shivered and ran over to her closet grabbing her usually attire.
Charlie knew what this assignment was, she had heard about of the killings going on she knew they were going to send her after the murderer, after all she was the best. She had successfully killed over 100 rogue's in her 7 years of duty and had body guarded some of the worlds most imporant vampires. She laced up her combat boots, grabbed her steel bow, loaded her quiver with a bunch of titanium silver arrows and threw on her black hood. Charlie exited her room and made her way to Nick's office.
'i wonder who this murderer is? he's pretty damn good i will give him that much' Charlie thought a she entered Nick's office.
"Luna, a very high paying customer have asked for you to track down this murderer, he have no sense anymore because now on top of everything he have killed a human slave the customer wants you to track him and bring back his head" Charlie nodded not saying a word. Silence was one of her most deadiliest weapon's for it assured her she would be getting her prize very soon. Nick waved her off and Charlie left, rushing down to the garage. A shiny black motorcycle stood perfectly angled and ready to go. Hopping on Charlie started it and screech out of the garage, down the drive way.
She was on her way.
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Adrian Scar
"They will all fall by my hand..."
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"It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything."
The Bay Sisters
One day will be free
Mason Monaco
"If I have to be the bad guy, I'll be the bad guy. Happy?"
JJ Devons
No way are you tying me up and locking me away!
Erin Rowan
"This era has racism all over it!"
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"If I could change who I was, I'd do it without hesitation."
Sarah Linkin
''Yes Master.''
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Serenity Monaco
"If I could change who I was, I'd do it without hesitation."
The Bay Sisters
One day will be free
Adrian Scar
"They will all fall by my hand..."
Mason Monaco
"If I have to be the bad guy, I'll be the bad guy. Happy?"
Victoria Crawford
"It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything."
Sarah Linkin
''Yes Master.''
JJ Devons
No way are you tying me up and locking me away!
Erin Rowan
"This era has racism all over it!"
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"If I could change who I was, I'd do it without hesitation."
Victoria Crawford
"It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything."
JJ Devons
No way are you tying me up and locking me away!
Erin Rowan
"This era has racism all over it!"
Sarah Linkin
''Yes Master.''
Mason Monaco
"If I have to be the bad guy, I'll be the bad guy. Happy?"
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@Lucky yeah I could see JJ and Autumn knowing eachother and I could have her going that way =)
And I just got back home from an unexpected trip so that is why I was gone for a few days, ill post for Emmy and probably post for autumn tomorrow when I can think of something to do with her lol
And I just got back home from an unexpected trip so that is why I was gone for a few days, ill post for Emmy and probably post for autumn tomorrow when I can think of something to do with her lol
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Hmmm... Maybe JJ and Autumn know each other. At the mo, JJ is with Victoria and Mason, but perhaps if he needs a hand, or when he come out of the office, Autumn can find him :)
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I knoooow! I'll make Victoria notice JJ in my next post, so that you can get a little bit more involved. :)
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Blah XP Sorry for not posting sooner! I've been busy with life... I promise to post sooner next time! or at least tell you guys I can't post until later.
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Why don't you Do what I did... Make out something happened to pull them away. Maybe she smells human and goes to investigate or something?
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Awesome :D I'm wondering if JJ met him, That he'd either be killed, or just annoy the hell out of him xDDD