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Cremation Melody

Cremation Melody

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I wanted to tell them where I'd been, but I couldn't remember how I'd gotten there, or who I'd been with.

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Introduction

...is there any sin to this song...?

:c r e m a t i o n . m e l o d y:

...there's no sin to this song....

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"From a delicate thread made of silk, black waterdrops fall down...."

The thunder was loud enough to shake the house, and me inside it. I trembled, hidden underneath the thick quilts of his twin bed, trying hard not to touch the sleeping body next to me. It wasn't like that was the easiest thing in the world, either. Whenever I moved I felt his skin against mine, and it only served to replay the memories that I was trying so hard to block out, not that they were unpleasant memories or anything because they weren't.... Truthfully, I would forget in the morning what had happened to me, what I had done, and who with. But for now, while I was still very much awake and aware, the throbbing in my neck was more painful than the fear leaping inside me everytime a crack of thunder sounded across the sky like a whip on a horse's back.

I wasn't scared of him. There was no reason to be anymore. It was four in the morning and I was told to sleep soundly until first light came and then I could go home. I wanted to go home. I wanted so badly to go back to my mother who must have been worried sick; and then by the same token I wanted to stay here awake and wait to see what would happen. Of course, I felt light-headed, enough so that I could barely lift my head. The cause was loss of blood. There was no way I could fight the urge to let go, and I passed out.

When I awoke, he was gone, and I was alone. The storm had passed and daylight streamed through the lace curtains; I was uncertain of the time, but I still felt weak, despite the fact that I wanted so badly to get up and leave. Memories of the night before were in a blur, and I had completely forgotten about the wound in my neck. I hurried into my clothes, noticing the position of the sun in the sky and rushed out of the house as quickly as possible, heading straight for home, even though I knew I could still make it for my last few periods at school. I knew I'd better, with exams quickly approaching, but instead my feet would only carry me home to where my mother and step-father waited in the living room with a cop; my mother was in tears. Evidently, someone had found the backpack that I'd lost earlier along with copious amounts of my blood, but no body and no trace of one either.

I wanted to tell them where I'd been, but I couldn't remember how I'd gotten there, or who I'd been with.

Because there was nothing for me to report, and I had returned nearly unscathed, the case was dropped and my family went about life without a care in the world.

Four months later, I found myself just as happy and healthy as I'd been before, starting my first year of university just as any other young adult — scared out of my wits. I'd completely forgotten about what had happened, and I didn't particularily care, either. I was working nights at a bar that wasn't far from an apartment I was looking at renting, and still managing to keep my grades up. It was hard work, but I enjoyed it — I felt like I was going to become a contributing part of society someday, and that felt good.

Then... all at once... people began to go missing overnight, some of them turned up again, others didn't. I thought back to that time four months ago, and wondered if it was somehow connected. But... that's just stupid right...?

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:r u l e s:

  • No power-playing or god-modelling.
  • No playing other peoples' characters without their permission.
  • Please post in novel-style format. At least two good paragraphs per post. NO one-lining.
  • Love is Allowed.
  • All characters must be 15 to 25 years of age, with the exception of vampires in which you use the age of appearance.
  • There is a section below on what the Vampires in this RPG will be like, and I'm going to be very specific on it. If either I or my co-GM, LozerFanAnah, notice someone deviating from the type we've set out, there will be one warning. Second offence results in the character's termination by either Mein Herr Schtick, or Anah's Forget-Me Stick, depending on which one of us catches it.
  • If you're just going to sign up and then never come back, don't bother signing up — it's a waste of both of our time.
  • Anime pictures only, please.
  • If you have any questions or comments, feel free to ask me, or my co-GM, LozerFanAnah.
  • Have fun!
  • Rule of Cool: If it's awesome and it makes the story even better, it's allowed. This means that you can dual-wield chainsaw swords while surfing on the hood of a Lamborghini Diablo as you fight a giant kraken in the lost city of Atlantis, so long as it moves the story forward and isn't outright power-playing bullcrap.

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:t h e . v a m p i r e s:

First of all, I'd like to say that if you are a Twilight fan, GTFO. Simple.

Next, I'd like to say that if your Vampire character even thinks about sparkling for any reason whatsoever, they will automatically be terminated by Mein Herr Schtick or Anah's Forget-Me Stick.

So now that that's out of the way, welcome class, take your seats and open your textbook to page 138, because today we're going to be learning about Vampires.

Vampires are vulnerable to sunlight meaning if they are in the sun long enough they will die. Instant exposure to light will cause burns that only heal through their 'sleep'.

Vampires are not invincible. They can die from a wooden stake through the heart, their head being removed, main arteries being cut(stops blood flow thus nutrition stops flowing) and exposure to sunlight. Garlic, crosses and holy water only deter them and cause minor damage.

Vampires do have supernatural abilities meaning they are stronger and faster than humans. Their senses are closer to those of say a dog than a humans. Meanin they can hear, see, taste, smell and feel things humans can't.

Vampires do not have superhuman abilities. They do however have a method they used to hunt called 'Dazzle'. What it is, is a mind control technique that allows them to control their victims. It becomes more powerful if the vampire has fed from the victim.

Vampires go into a deep state of sleep similar to what one would call a coma. They cannot fight this sleep and fall asleep as soon as the sun hits the horizon and wake up as soon as the sun sets. They are extremely vulnerable in this sleep as once they are asleep they cannot wake up.

Vampires grow more powerful as they age. This means their abilities and strength grows as they do. Younger vampires must respect older vampires and follow orders given to them. If not the older vampire can decide to 'remove' them.

Vampires are attached to their creators. This means that if a vampire creates a new one that new vampire is obligated to follow every order given to them unless released from that duty. Even still the bond between creator and created is deep and unbreakable.

Vampires are created through a process that includes draining the victim of all but a little blood and then forcing them to replenish it with the vampire's blood. It is usually painless.

More may be added later.

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:p l a y e r s:

  • Lavinia Daciana Vali Dalca by MagicalNeko
  • Caelestis Laelia Vespasiano Velius by MagicalNeko
  • Viorea Fane Vasilica Dalca by LozerFanAnah
  • Reserved for SuckOnMyJuiceBox

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Character Portrait: Lavinia Daciana Vali Dalca
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Nikola Garye

Something make my chest stir, something make my head blur. * Not Completed

Character Portrait: Viorea Fane Vasilica Dalca
Viorea Fane Vasilica Dalca

"Blooming Rose Petals Scattered In The Piles Of Broken Silver."

Character Portrait: Caelestis Laelia Vespasiano Valius
Caelestis Laelia Vespasiano Valius

:Paralyzed Senses and Fading Conciousness:

Character Portrait: Lavinia Daciana Vali Dalca
Lavinia Daciana Vali Dalca

:Flow Along, Little Glass Bottle, With a Message Containing a Wish:

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Character Portrait: Nikola Garye
Nikola Garye

Something make my chest stir, something make my head blur. * Not Completed

Character Portrait: Lavinia Daciana Vali Dalca
Lavinia Daciana Vali Dalca

:Flow Along, Little Glass Bottle, With a Message Containing a Wish:

Character Portrait: Viorea Fane Vasilica Dalca
Viorea Fane Vasilica Dalca

"Blooming Rose Petals Scattered In The Piles Of Broken Silver."

Character Portrait: Caelestis Laelia Vespasiano Valius
Caelestis Laelia Vespasiano Valius

:Paralyzed Senses and Fading Conciousness:

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Character Portrait: Nikola Garye
Nikola Garye

Something make my chest stir, something make my head blur. * Not Completed

Character Portrait: Caelestis Laelia Vespasiano Valius
Caelestis Laelia Vespasiano Valius

:Paralyzed Senses and Fading Conciousness:

Character Portrait: Viorea Fane Vasilica Dalca
Viorea Fane Vasilica Dalca

"Blooming Rose Petals Scattered In The Piles Of Broken Silver."

Character Portrait: Lavinia Daciana Vali Dalca
Lavinia Daciana Vali Dalca

:Flow Along, Little Glass Bottle, With a Message Containing a Wish:


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Re: [OOC] Cremation Melody

Magical, Buns, Juicebox! I have missed you all! This is dead?!? It’s so good, sad face ----> :’-(

Re: [OOC] Cremation Melody

Aiyaa! I kneww I forgot something! I didn't invite you to come play with us (forever and ever and ever o.o)! I'm SO SORRY! I forgot all about you, HoneyBuns. -huggles- Forgive me!

Wow this is dead. All the good role-playing on RPG is dying out.

Re: [OOC] Cremation Melody

*flutters in with magical, paper Butterfree wings*

You guys are wonderful.

*flutters away*

Re: [OOC] Cremation Melody

Yo. Nikola is amazing (so far), da-ze. If you delete him, I'll beat you with Mein Herr Schtick.

Re: [OOC] Cremation Melody

I think he's pretty cool. You should..... You should do as you would.

Re: [OOC] Cremation Melody

Nikola is stupid, isn't he? I want to delete him.

[OOC] Cremation Melody

...is there any sin to this song...?

:c r e m a t i o n . m e l o d y:

...there's no sin to this song....

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"From a delicate thread made of silk, black waterdrops fall down...."

The thunder was loud enough to shake the house, and me inside it. I trembled, hidden underneath the thick quilts of his twin bed, trying hard not to touch the sleeping body next to me. It wasn't like that was the easiest thing in the world, either. Whenever I moved I felt his skin against mine, and it only served to replay the memories that I was trying so hard to block out, not that they were unpleasant memories or anything because they weren't.... Truthfully, I would forget in the morning what had happened to me, what I had done, and who with. But for now, while I was still very much awake and aware, the throbbing in my neck was more painful than the fear leaping inside me everytime a crack of thunder sounded across the sky like a whip on a horse's back.

I wasn't scared of him. There was no reason to be anymore. It was four in the morning and I was told to sleep soundly until first light came and then I could go home. I wanted to go home. I wanted so badly to go back to my mother who must have been worried sick; and then by the same token I wanted to stay here awake and wait to see what would happen. Of course, I felt light-headed, enough so that I could barely lift my head. The cause was loss of blood. There was no way I could fight the urge to let go, and I passed out.

When I awoke, he was gone, and I was alone. The storm had passed and daylight streamed through the lace curtains; I was uncertain of the time, but I still felt weak, despite the fact that I wanted so badly to get up and leave. Memories of the night before were in a blur, and I had completely forgotten about the wound in my neck. I hurried into my clothes, noticing the position of the sun in the sky and rushed out of the house as quickly as possible, heading straight for home, even though I knew I could still make it for my last few periods at school. I knew I'd better, with exams quickly approaching, but instead my feet would only carry me home to where my mother and step-father waited in the living room with a cop; my mother was in tears. Evidently, someone had found the backpack that I'd lost earlier along with copious amounts of my blood, but no body and no trace of one either.

I wanted to tell them where I'd been, but I couldn't remember how I'd gotten there, or who I'd been with.

Because there was nothing for me to report, and I had returned nearly unscathed, the case was dropped and my family went about life without a care in the world.

Four months later, I found myself just as happy and healthy as I'd been before, starting my first year of university just as any other young adult — scared out of my wits. I'd completely forgotten about what had happened, and I didn't particularily care, either. I was working nights at a bar that wasn't far from an apartment I was looking at renting, and still managing to keep my grades up. It was hard work, but I enjoyed it — I felt like I was going to become a contributing part of society someday, and that felt good.

Then... all at once... people began to go missing overnight, some of them turned up again, others didn't. I thought back to that time four months ago, and wondered if it was somehow connected. But... that's just stupid right...?

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Okaaaayyy. Basically, all I have to say is that this is an advanced role-play for NON-TWILIGHT vampires. Seriously. Bram Stoker. Anne Rice. Anything else will be shot. Survivors will be shot again. LozerFanAnah will be my lovely co-GM, respect and love her, or I'll sic the dogs on you. Aaannnndd.... If I don't like you, I'll think up some violent way to end your life just cuz. No, I'm just kidding. But seriously, people who try to join that aren't at least semi-literate will be thrown into the ravine. That is your warning. You have heard it. You have been warned.

Good day, sir.