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Post by Henry Elder on Jun 2, 2006 14:43:04 GMT -5
LESTER
"That's for Elijah to decide." he said. "Do you want to come, or don't you?"
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Leota
Bad Ass Demon Slayer
My bite is worse than my bark.
Posts: 371
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Post by Leota on Jun 2, 2006 14:54:08 GMT -5
She finished her drink and handed him the empty glass.
"Lead the way, Lester."
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Post by Henry Elder on Jun 2, 2006 14:54:55 GMT -5
***Lester leaves for abandoned warehouse***
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Leota
Bad Ass Demon Slayer
My bite is worse than my bark.
Posts: 371
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Post by Leota on Jun 2, 2006 15:01:16 GMT -5
*Leota follows as she has nothing better to do*
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Post by Danny Kwon on Jun 2, 2006 16:31:54 GMT -5
Danny watched from the shadows, his tracking was getting better, Leota hadn't even picked up his scent, he smirked as he pulled back his hood and watched her talk with someone unfamiliar to him, he frowned as they got up to leave.
He waited a few moments before he stood up and left, following the two vampires.
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Post by Caleb on Jun 20, 2006 13:02:14 GMT -5
Victor sipped his drink calmly, slicking his hair back as he examined his deck of cards.
“C’mon, Vic.” Grunted his opponent. “These kittens ain’t getting any younger. Neither am I.”
“Patience, Simeon.” Purred Victor in his calm, powerful Russian accent. “Patience. I’m considering all the factors and outcomes.”
Every word he spoke was slow and carefully chosen, as if he simply spent hours preparing himself for every possible question on any topic.
“Next you’ll be telling me that’s why you win all the time, Victor.”
“I don’t win all the time, Simeon.”
“Well, then, you must know something I don’t.”
Victor smiled, showing a row of flossed, gleaming white teeth, placing his card down. “Simeon, I probably know a lot you don’t.”
The game did not go well for Simeon. As usual, he lost, giving up his kittens. Victor Greenway didn’t even like kittens, he usually just kept them to gamble, or even kept them as pets, feeding them.
What kind of vampire had pets kittens which become cats? He thought, watching Victor as he put his winning in small white cage.
Victor was rarely seen without his aviator sunglasses, and he always walked in a strange, graceful way, flexing his long fingers as if he was ready for gambling at any time. Slicking his greasy, shining hair back, he straightened up and headed for the exit.
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Luke Cage
Fresh Vampire Bait
I'm smiling on the inside
Posts: 29
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Post by Luke Cage on Jun 22, 2006 17:28:31 GMT -5
Pushing past the doorman, Luke walked inside, Purgatory was always a good place to find some less then likeable targets for him to grind into dust, he was carrying his pistols and his silver claws inside his coat, he intended to take out a few muggers who'd developed a nasty habit of shooting their victims before taking their belongings.So tonight, he was going to break that habit, for good.
Looking round he spotted an empty stool at the bar and sat on it, he could see what was going on behind him on the mirror across the bar, it gave him a perfect view of everything. He ordered a drink and just sat back, waiting for something to happen.
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Feral
Fresh Vampire Bait
Jackpot!
Posts: 64
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Post by Feral on Jun 29, 2006 17:07:58 GMT -5
Feral strode into the club, looking for something to beat up, bite or rip to shreds. It was nearing full moon and he had that special itch to scratch: Kill and fuck. A instinct he didn't mind in the least.
As he walked up to the bar he spotted a goth looking guy, and judging by the smell, human to boot. What a human would do in a place like this eluded him, but he was curious. As he sat down on a barstool next to the coat clad man he asked a question "This doesn't seem to be your kind of place normal." He motioned for the bartender "Give me some Vodka. Know what, give me the bottle"
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Luke Cage
Fresh Vampire Bait
I'm smiling on the inside
Posts: 29
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Post by Luke Cage on Jun 29, 2006 17:50:44 GMT -5
Shooting a glance at the person sitting next to him he rolled his eyes at his question "Yeah, well, good place to pick out targets" he raised his glass to his lips and took a swig. He had a shot gun and his claws concealed under his coat. Weapons where encouraged in a place like this, you never knew when someone was gonna try and throw down with you.
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Feral
Fresh Vampire Bait
Jackpot!
Posts: 64
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Post by Feral on Jun 30, 2006 16:20:14 GMT -5
He took a healty swing from his bottle, barely noticing the powerful vodka burning through his throat. His blood was already boiling, burning through his veins like molten iron. He could feel the urge to kill making it's way into his head.
"What you hunting then?" with some luck, he was a werewolf hunter. Then Feral had a reason to kill him. Feral was unarmed. But with the full moon a day away, he would have no problem changing. And thick hide, claws and supernatural strength was a better weapon then any gun.
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Luke Cage
Fresh Vampire Bait
I'm smiling on the inside
Posts: 29
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Post by Luke Cage on Jun 30, 2006 17:08:46 GMT -5
"Anything that I think looks guilty" he said taking another swig. He was keeping an eyeout for a vampire purse snatcher who'd grown accustomed to killing his victims, he used his connection down at the local precinct to get his decription and was waiting for him to turn up. Finishing his drink he looked round, nothing yet.
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Feral
Fresh Vampire Bait
Jackpot!
Posts: 64
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Post by Feral on Jun 30, 2006 17:23:38 GMT -5
"Know what? I got a itch to scratch, might aswell hurt someone who deserves it. So, need a hand? Or as the case may be, a sharp claw." He didn't really care that much if his victims where good or bad, but people asked less questions when evil people disappeared. He inhaled deep, taking in the club with his supernatural senses. Alot of vamps, a few demons of various cleanness and a couple of humans. A bar brawl would be fun, and pose somewhat of a challenge.
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Luke Cage
Fresh Vampire Bait
I'm smiling on the inside
Posts: 29
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Post by Luke Cage on Jun 30, 2006 17:29:03 GMT -5
He smirked "Whatever, just as long as you can handle yourself, I won't have to worry about you" as he finished his sentence he saw the vampire he'd been waiting for, grabbing his empty glass he throw it and watched as the glass smashed against the vampire's head. Looking round he saw Luke standing there.
"What's your problem ass hole?" he said his fists clenched.
"In a few moments I'll be the least of your worries" Luke said bringing out his claws.
The vampire thief cocked his head "You know how to fight?"
Luke grinned raising his claws "You know how to die?"
Suddenly there was a scream and the entire club turned into a giant brawl.
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Feral
Fresh Vampire Bait
Jackpot!
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Post by Feral on Jun 30, 2006 17:54:56 GMT -5
Feral gave a howl of joy as the bar erupted into a gigantic fight. He spun around, throwing his bottle at the head of a nearby vampire. It turned and, with a friend, began making it's way towards Feral.
As they got closer one of them moved to his side, flanking him. Then they attacked. Feral blocked a punch on his forearm before turning around and grabbing the second vampire that came up from behind, pulling him off his feet before swinging him into his partner. As they collapsed a demon approached with murder in it's eyes. He spun around, extending his foot and drawing it along the bar at a impressive speed, pushing several glasses with his feet. He finished his spin, smashing several glasses into the head of the demon. But it hardly noticed, instead throwing a punch into Feral's gut that shoved him backward into the bar.
It quickly began pummeling him, giving him no chance to hit back. As his lip split, a rib fractured and a concussion was beginning to form in his skull something snapped. It built in him, the boiling pot of anger and rage and hate finally overflowing. With a mighty roar he pushed the demon, sending it flying several feet across the brawling crowd.
Then, panting heavily, his massive chest rising in a frantic pace, he changed. With the sound of creaking bone his face elongated, growing thick, dark grey fur. His legs cracked as they became bent like a wolf's, his entire body increasing several times it size. His nails turned into vicious claws at the same time as his eyes became a bright yellow.
The werewolf, a massive mountain of muscle and fur, stood to it full height and howled. A unfortunate vampire that had been standing to close was sent flying as it swiped at him, the demon that stood next to him almost cleaved in two as it ended up on the wrong side of Feral's claws.
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Luke Cage
Fresh Vampire Bait
I'm smiling on the inside
Posts: 29
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Post by Luke Cage on Jun 30, 2006 18:15:23 GMT -5
Stepping forward he began swiping his claws at the vampire who tried to defned himself by throwing his arms up in th air, he screamed as the silver claws cut his flesh open, splashing his blood on the floor. Getting tired of the vampire's resistence Luke thrust his foot forward and it connected with his chest. The vampire was thrown back into the wall and Luke grabbed him by his neck "It's about time you gave up this life of crime and persued something more fulfilling, like I don't know being a big pile of dust!"
Pulling back his fist the vampire narrowed his eyes "I thought I knew you"
Luke frowned "Oh really?"
The vampire nodded "Yeah, yeah, you're Cage right?"
Luke laughed "I see my reputation proceeds me"
The vampire loosened Luke's hand and rubbed his neck "You're the psycho who killed those vampires cos they tore apart your bitch"
Luke slapped him "Watch your god damn mouth!"
Nodding the vampire continued "Yeah,well seems you didn't do such a good job my friend cos there's still a couple of 'em out there"
"What?" Luke's eyes widened and the vampire smiled "Yeah, two vampires, twin brothers Billy and Richie Vin, they was the one who killed that little brat of yours, yeah they bra-" the vampires words where cut short as Luke's silver claws peirced his chest and all he could do was wimper pathetically as he disappeared into dust.
Luke's arm fell loosely to his side and he headed toward the exit, stopping occasionally to take care of anyone who got in his way
"Yeah,well seems you didn't do such a good job my friend cos there's still a couple of 'em out there"
Those words where ringing in his head, he thought he killed them al, he thought they where all dust, oh well, looks like he's got a pair of sorry suck heads to look for.
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