So I have been really feeling a Buffy inspired roleplay here. I am currently looking for five maybe six people to do this roleplay with. My idea is to exist within a mirrored universe, or in other words a universe that is the exact opposite of the other. A good example is that slayers in this universe are predominately male instead of female. There will be notable differences however while Buffy and her gang are fighting evil, we will be doing the exact same in our universe at the exact same time frame. Essentially I want us to build our own version of the Buffy universe in our own image. Right now I am going to keep this real short, I want to see if I can get some interest first before I go more indepth on the story itself and other mechanics. There a few things below to kind of introduce you to the story and the main villians for the first arc of our journey. [hider=Short Prologue] Prologue Port of San Francisco California June 30th of 1996 1:00 am “Kill her!” The vampire stripling hissed the words through the chilly morning air, the breath of the syllables causing a slight white mist to form at the mouth. The three young vampires had been hunting on that particular morning for lone dock workers, it was after all a semi-busy dock at night. There was plenty of opportunity to take workers here and there without being seen. On this particular night, however, none of them had been prepared to meet the stranger who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere. She was a vampire that was obvious from the start, but she was a vampire unlike any that had been seen before. Standing at 5'8” in that early morning moonlight, her body was pale and white, it almost glistened in the halved moon. Her eye's were a deep hue of orange and reds, hair extended over her almost elegant curves and down her back, a deep black. Her body was covered faintly by what seemed to be pieces of metal inspired by what some would classify as Egyptian. Blood was slowly dribbling from her pale lips and down her pale chest, the dead dock worker nearby was whiter than she, large fang marks within his neck and his body obviously drained. The female vampire before them crossed her arms almost as if impatient as the two nearest striplings charged her. Neither one of them made it within twenty feet before a second opponent appeared as if out of nowhere. Another vampire appeared out of thin air, unlike the first this one was huge in his stature. He was close to 6'8” and had an extremely muscular but pale skinned physique. His hair was blackened and long, his eye's were a deep burning red and filled with hatred. He like the female was covered by ancient Egyptian styled armor. His body was covered in ancient markings, many in the language of the Egyptians. The two vampire striplings flew back hard and hit the ground as the huge vampire slammed them with unnatural force. They tumbled head over heels violently before slowing and scraping across the ground leaving a trail of skin and blood. His eye's were filled with cold rage as he looked at the still standing stripling. “You... pathetic insects. You shall not encroach upon the Goddess of Vampires. I shall take your heads from your shoulders for your audacity.” The vampires voice was cold and menacing, matching his evil eye's perfectly, it was low and almost demonic as he took a step towards the remaining stripling. It was obvious the remaining vampire was afraid as he took a step back, but the moment he did the large vampire disappeared from site and was instantly in front of the other. With a huge hand he wrapped his fingers all the way around the striplings neck and squeezed. There was no fighting the power that gripped the stripling, try as he may he could not even move the large hand ripping into his throat. “Osiris, leave him to me.” The voice that sounded was even more chilling that Osiris's, the female vampire was now standing beside Osiris, her hand placed on his large forearm. “Yes Queen Isab, your will is my command.” The large hand released the grip on the striplings neck as he fell to the ground, his pale neck was darkened heavily from the strong grip. The young vampire had no energy now, it was almost like it had been sucked out of his body, he gritted his bare fangs hissing weakly as Queen Isab approached. He watched her hips sway almost hypnotically as she walked, he found himself moving his head back and forth before she approached and stood above him. She leaned down slowly and put her hand out, her softened skin caressed the striplings face, she bore her eye's into his, try as he might there was no turning from her terrifying yet hypnotic gaze. “My dear insect, you are quite weak aren't you? It is almost... painful, to see such a thing before me. It seems that in this place, you are but little children, the mere fact that you attacked me speaks for your ignorance. Those who dare to attack me die, there is but no other recourse for such an offense. But in your case, you have use to me. This in itself is the only reason your head has not left your shoulders. It is too late for your... companions, for none have ever survived Osiris's strength. But for you I will give you a chance, to serve your Queen. You see I am new to these lands, and I desire a guide, a lowly insect to show me the way. Choose to do this and I will grant you... power, and I will not rend your head from your shoulders.” The stripling shuddered as she spoke, his eye's were wide with fear, a feeling that had not been felt since his death. Finally he was able to remove his eye's from Queen Isab, and they were immediately caught by Osiris who's glare was like a knife rending into his chest. He knew the alternative and the consequence of his answer if it were to be no, knowing his fate he slowly let himself go forward to his hands as he bowed his head low to the ground. “I will... serve you, my Queen.” As soon as the words left his lips, he was wrenched from the ground by Osiris, he was put into a reversed bear hug, the huge arms compressing him, stopping all movement. His eye's were filled with confusion as he was placed at eye level with Queen Isab whom approached and ripped his shirt clean open revealing his chest to her. She raised her hand, her nails were long and sharpened, black to the tips, placing the dagger like edges on his chest above his heart she inserted them into the skin. He screamed in pain, she twisted her hand cutting the skin like paper in a circle, going even deeper her palm touched his skin. When she finally removed her hand a black mark was on his chest, it appeared to be an ancient marking of unknown origins. Osiris released him as his feet hit the ground, he looked into the eye's of Queen Isab, his eye's now the hue of orange and red. Immediately going down to one knee he bowed before her. “How can I serve you, my queen?” Queen Isab towered over him once more as she raised her hand one more time and place it on his head. “You will show me the way to Sunnydale my new pawn.” “Yes.. my Queen.” [/hider] [hider=Queen Isab] [IMG]http://i67.tinypic.com/2hrjrde.png[/IMG] [/hider] [hider=Osiris] [IMG]http://i63.tinypic.com/21r3hv.png[/IMG] [/hider] I am also at this time looking for a dedicated CO-GM if anyone finds themselves interested. If your into this story thus far than you know what to do. I only ask that if you intend to apply please, please, stick with the story, don't apply with the intention of leaving soon after we get going.