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Bellingstone, Pennsylvania

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a part of Bellingstone, Pennsylvania, by Sunflower.

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Sunflower holds sovereignty over Pennsylvania, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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scarlet loup's: https://www.roleplaygateway.com/roleplay/welcome-to-bellingstone

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Default Location for Bellingstone, Pennsylvania
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Pennsylvania is a part of Bellingstone, Pennsylvania.

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Nicholas Wolff [19] "I can assure you that you do not want to unleash the beast inside of me."
Johanna Collins [19] Now that I'm free, There's no chaining me.
Andrew Hammond [19] "Just try me."
Pfeiffer Griffin [18] Is it wolf time now?
Anthony Summers [18] "The howl of a wolf might be intimidating, but have you ever heard the roar of an 8 liter V8?"
Rémy Dubois [17] I've lived through enough to know nothing can hurt me.
Urainie A. Patel [15] "Throw me to the wolves and I will come back leading the pack."
Eibhlin Canniff [15] "Red is a very... enticing color for a flower, yes?"
Matthieu Dubois [6] "You live long enough and you begin to find a new appreciation for man."
Henrietta Blackwood [5] By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes.

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Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois Character Portrait: Johanna Collins Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Anthony Summers Character Portrait: Andrew Hammond Character Portrait: Nicholas Wolff Character Portrait: Urainie Patel
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Nicholas looked at Remy as he spoke then nodded his head at his questions. "Yes, I am sure." Nicholas responded a little violently then rolled his eyes at Remy when he pulled his cell phone out and started texting. A sigh escaped over his parted lips as Nicholas looked at him again. Within a few minutes, Remy was walking away with Eva. He watched them for a moment then looked at Johanna as she came up to him. Nick nodded his head then walked back over towards his pack with her, squinting his eyes and seeing Urainie there. "Uh-oh." He thought to himself, knowing the look upon her face wasn't pleasant.

Upon his return, he eyed everyone with a smile, showing his pearly whites before them now. "Alright, I heard that Andrew's buying, you guys. So, eat up." He said then looked at Urainie and she still at that look at him. Before she could say anything, he clapped his hands together and eyed everyone again. "Well, guys, glad to see you all alive and well. Especially our lovely Alpha female, Urainie. How did the interview go?" He waved his hand over there towards her then flashed another smile.

"Urainie, can we talk over here for a moment?" Nicholas asked then grabbed her arm while pulling her softly off to the side, not too far away from the pack. "Please behave." Nicholas said when he walked back over towards his pack, grabbing a slice of pizza then mainly eyed Andrew. He soon walked back over to where he left Urainie and took a bite out of his pizza before speaking.

"I know you're mad but I knew that they would've been safe. I wasn't that far away." Nicholas said while waving his arm to where he was standing just mere minutes ago talking to Remy then noticed how kind of far away it was from the pizza restaurant. His gaze turned back towards her as he took another bite from his pizza, throwing the crust into a nearby trash can. "Can you please stop that look of death? It creeps me out." Nicholas said while placing his hands up over his face to hide her stare.

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Eva looked over to see Rem headed towards her. Her breath stopped when she saw Johanna, but she turned back to Rem. "You don't have to be sorry. It must've been important." I know it's important, she thought. "Yes, I know. But promise me that you won't interfere if I decide to save myself. Capiche?" Eva frowned a little at the worry in his eyes. She sighed smiled reassuringly at him. "As I said, we'll be fine. You have me, and the rest of our family." The silence stopped once something vibrated in Rem's pocket. Remy took out his phone and read a text. Shortly after, he put it away and took Eva's hand. Eva decided to play along with his little 'act'."He requires our audience? Very well, prince, let us continue home." Eva walked with him, hand in hand, as she smiled sadly, "Many deaths, indeed. All we can do is stick together and fight as a family."

Eva mummered, "Despite the circumstances, we may have to join forces with the wolves. For there is a larger enemy and battle ahead of us. Stronger in numbers isn't a myth, of course. We'll both need eachother's help and protection."

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Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois Character Portrait: Henrietta Blackwood Character Portrait: Maxine Taylor Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Matthieu Dubois
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Rèmy squeezed Eva's hand once. "Hey, protecting and saving are two different things. But I promise." They continued their walk down towards the Dubois estate. The street was lined with old victorian style homes and quiet. Every home was dark, either because it was so late or because everyone was out at the festival. Authorities were probably detaining as many people as possible to get eye witness statements for their reports. Unfortunately, whoever killed the mayor's nephew and stuck his body to the statue, did it when they knew no one would see and did it for a reason.

Rem wasn't entirely sure he wanted to find out what that reason was. Eva murmured something about working with the wolves and he chuckled. "Don't mention that to Matt. Not sure how he'd take it. The others may not be interested either considering how things are with them. Not all of them had found a friend." He said the last of his words softly. He saw the look on her face when Johanna walked in. "While I agree that we should work together, that probably won't be happening. But we can fight hard as a family. Especially Henrietta."

They had reached the iron front gate of the house which Matt had, apparently, left unlocked. Hopefully he understood the risk involved. He might be strong, but if outnumbered... Rem shook his head sharply. No. He would not think of that. He held the door open for Eva saying,"After you, my lady," and allowed her by before shutting the gate behind them. Unlike the other homes, theirs was fully lit as if Matt was trying to keep the shadows from coming to life. He sighed, and opened the door. "Matt!" he called. turning off unnecessary lights, "If you want the hunters or even the werewolves to find us, you're better off with a big neon sign that reads 'here we are!'"

He made his way to the parlor, his brother's favored room besides his own (or that's what Rem figured anyway) and found him there waiting. He took a seat on the couch and left plenty of room for Eva to sit beside him if she chose to.





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_____As chaos reigned, as cities grew and fell, she slept. She slept through wars, carried from home to home under the protection of Achilles DuBois, now his children. All she saw was a void, and all she knew was darkness. But to her, this was paradise. There was no war, no chaos, no family to die. There was only stillness.
So why awaken? What would the point be? Surely not to enjoy her time, she's done plenty of that. But as she laid still in her box buried in the ground, she felt her mind rising. Something was coming and she would soon have purpose.
The grounds on DuBois manor shook and howled as she slowly regained consciousness. A century's worth of bought time finally coming to the surface. She could feel her arms and legs twitch, her body began to convulse with new found life and her back bowed off the bottom of the casket as her black eyes opened wide and a gust of breath forced itself in her lungs. She coughed violently as she hadn't breathed in air in decades. Her eyes scanned her surrounding quickly and she cursed Achilles under her breath. Of course for her safety he would bury her, but it made things difficult. Thankfully she was fully dressed and while digging yourself from a grave was messy business in a corset, indecent exposure was not something she liked.
Her eyes had adjusted to such darkness quickly and she ran her hand lightly across the silk material that lined the lid of the coffin. She then knocked in an attempt to gauge how deep she was under ground, only to find out it was a full 6 feet.
"Marvelous. As always I do appreciate your help Achilles."
She placed both hands on the lid above her and took a deep breath. With her exhale she pushed as hard as she could on the lid, the ground above her giving way from the strength of her shove. Dirt and splintered wood exploded out and she saw the stars for the first time in such a long period. For a fraction of a second, all she could do was lay there and stare at them. The stars that looked into eternity without fear and disdain, but with elegance and brilliance. How she longed to be a star. She felt a chill run down her stoic face and brought her hand up in curiosity only to discover it was a blood red tear. A single raised eye brow was her only reply and she quickly wiped all evidence of such an indiscretion from her face.
Henrietta stoodin the now excavated grave and gave her arms and legs a shake to get any dust off from her rest. With a quick hop she was standing at the side of the grave and looking around. She'd barely kept up with the years as they passed. She had no way of knowing when it was or how the world had advanced but she was fairly certain that by this point she'd stick out like a sore thumb. A quick look about showed her a large house which she immediately assumed to be the DuBuis house. Upon inspection, she felt a deep burn within her throat. Oh how long its been since she fed. A look over her shoulder revealed a town to her. A cliff between her and her meal, but there were many streetlights so bright she narrowed her eyes.
"But of course. Why would time be merciful on us."
She resigned herself to a hungry fate. She'd need to gather her bearings first before seeking food from the townspeople below. And so she walked up o the house, and deciding better of it and went around to the front. The door was massive, but unlocked. However, she had never been into this homes before. Unable to enter on her own, she simply knocked.





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Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois Character Portrait: Henrietta Blackwood Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Matthieu Dubois
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Truly, Matthieu didn't have to wait very long for his brother to appear on his doorstep. He'd just carried the teapot in from the other room and placed it on the coffee table to steep longer when the door opened and he heard Rem's shouting.

"Hm...what a shame," he said as he walked out of the parlor and back into the kitchen. "I believe I placed our sign in the attic." He meant for the remark to come off as humorous and lighthearted, but with the volume he had to add to project it through the downstairs level of the house, he ended up coming off as a bit too vitriolic. Not that he cared in the long run. Perhaps that was better in keeping with the situation's mood.

He grabbed the pot of coffee now and returned with a platter of mugs. Balanced along with the mugs were his creamer and sugar, carried in two antique vessels from some old set he'd acquired on his voyages around Europe. In fact, once, he had a whole set. But things break over time. Especially when they are hurled at the floor or tossed at the wall. So, in the end, his tea set really wasn't a set at all. It was more of a gaudy array of any fine kitchenware he could use.

Matthieu took note of the darkness that had reemerged in the house. God, he hated when Rem did that. But at least he knew how to counteract Matt's tendencies. He balanced the older vampire out well, complementing him in a way that made the brothers such an effective force. For example, Matt mentally noted, his brother had known to seat himself in the parlor. Or maybe he had noticed the tea. Regardless, they had business to discuss.

He sat himself in his armchair across from the couple as he picked up a mug and poured the tea into it. He went through the motions of preparing his tea in silence, unsure where to begin until he settled back into his chair and sighed.

"They think we did it, non?" he asked after some time, already knowing the answer. "Can not blame them, I suppose. They do not know any better." He paused and contemplated this statement.

"Now, explain to me what you saw... Matt started to speak again, but now he drifted off as he heard a knock on the door. "Excusez-moi." He set the tea down and stood again before walking towards the door.

A glance through the peephole revealed a woman by herself, and, assuming he would be fine if she happened to be a werewolf or (God forbid) a Hunter, he unlocked the door and opened it for her.

"Good evening," he greeted, inclining his head slightly in acknowledgement.

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Character Portrait: Johanna Collins Character Portrait: Urainie A. Patel Character Portrait: Pfeiffer Griffin Character Portrait: Anthony Summers Character Portrait: Andrew Hammond Character Portrait: Nicholas Wolff
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Anthony was thankful for the hand Jo offered him, but he didn't take it, mostly because doing so would mean admitting to himself that he was nervous, and this was all about keeping appearances. The little squeeze she gave his shoulder when she left to bring the great leader back to his pack calmed him down considerably. Though his world was probably about to fall apart, at least he still had his pack. "Forget about the ranch Fife" Anthony started while checking to see that Johanna was out of hearing range "only thing that works well with pizza is more pizza". He managed to give her a little wink as he once again grabbed two slices and sandwiched them. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed that the guy who had appeared to be watching them had turned his attention elsewhere, now eyeing some other table with the same glare. Maybe he was jealous that they had pizza and he didn't.

The look in Urainie's eyes when Jo returned with their glorious alpha was so intimidating that as long as it wasn't directed at himself, Anthony found it a bit amusing. Something told him that this wasn't exactly the time to come with 'witty' remarks, so Anthony bit his tongue, only whispering a quiet "Thanks" to Johanna as she sat back down. Hopefully she would be able to get exactly what he was thanking her for. Nicholas pulling Urainie away didn't come to as a surprise to anyone. She was obviously mad, and it was probably a good idea for the alpha to take the heat outside of the packs immediate surroundings. "Now that both of them are busy" Anthony said as he took a sip of his beer to wash down the pizza "anyone done anything funny today? before the dramatic reveal of course." he asked the other three, though the question was mostly aimed at Fife and Andy.

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Jo sat back down beside Tony and gave him an encouraging smile. She looked at his pizza sandwich and secretly began to plot putting ranch between the pieces. Then it would really be a sandwich. She took a sip of her water and quietly watched her two alphas. Her smile grew a bit bigger. They were arguing, but it was like having parents again.

Tony did as Tony does and tried to make things feel lighter. It always worked for Jo, but not always for the others. Jo pulled out the target paper from the booth and held it up for her pack to see. "I think this was pretty funny. I'm a lousy shot. It's a good thing I have claws or I'd probably be in trouble."

[Sorry it's so short! D:]

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    xxxxxTʜᴇᴍᴇ ✧ Queen of the Damned|| Oᴜᴛғɪᴛ ✧ X
_____Ettie smiled beguilingly at the young man who answered the door. She was suddenly taken aback to years before, when she put herself to ground. She knew he was not Achilles, but goodness was he the spitting image of the old vampire. Seeing him here instead of his father was troubling to her, but the feeling left quickly. That was the reality for them, people came and go like the wind.
Achilles never allowed Henrietta near the boys, truth be told she wouldn't have been a good influence. Her years and experience shredded what humanity she had left, and the last hundred years hadn't done anything for it either. She decided that sugar, rather than spice, was the best way to become this man's acquaintance and to gain his trust, so she attempted to be genuine.
"We have not met Matthieu. But we know of each other. You were so young last I saw you. You're brother was too. How is Remy?"
She quickly remembered her manners and curtsied politely.
"Forgive me, My name is Henrietta Blackwood. I knew your father for many years and have been a resident of this house for quite some time. Resident as in glorifies garden accessory of course.", she punctuated her statement with a small laugh and smile, "I seem to have recently...sprouted."





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Rèmy watched his brother move to answer the door, worried for a moment that it was a hunter. A werewolf wouldn't have been an enormous deal with the three vampires in one place even if they traveled in packs. When he saw it was a woman dressed in an old fashion and elegent. He stood and went to greet her as well. She smelled of earth and blood.

"Rèmy is just fine," he answered. He bowed slightly to the woman who had introduced herself as Henrietta Blackwood. He remembered their father saying something about the woman and the house, but it had been so long ago, he could not seem to remember what exactly it was. Apparently, it was that she was living below the Earth of their gardens for all this time. He shivered slightly, imagining being confined in a coffin down in the dark. He would rather be above with his darling Eva and his brother and the rest of his coven. But she was much older than he and she probably had her reasons.

At her attempt at a joke, he smiled and held out his hand to her in a gesture of greeting. If offered, he would place a light kiss on her knuckles. "Well then you have blossomed beautifully," he said, his charm on display for there was little else to fear than an angered ancient vampire. "Do come in. We have an important matter to discuss. My girl friend is also here," He gestured to the beautiful vampire in the room. "This is Eibhlin Canniff. Eva, this is Henrietta Blackwood."