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@The Grey Dust Didn't realize that, I'll think up something else too.

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@AtomicNut Well Cupid wants to Italy to become populated by only vampires with like, human cattle and stuff in prisons. And then anyone looking for excitement can leave the safety of the borders for a real hunt. So I guess they could help each other.

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@Wraithblade6 You should see the original app and WIP character art then, they're like two totally different people.

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hey so im not dead yet, probably gonna post here soon enough

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Uhh.. Don't read the backstory if you're a prude, bigot, or any combination of the two.

Decided not to do a Hybrid

Name: Cupid Abatangelo
Age: Turned at age 23 during the height of Rome’s power
Species: Vampire
Goals/Faction: Cupid wants to build a great army of vampires to invade Italy and reclaim the glory of Rome.
Backstory:
Cupid was born and raised in the city of Rome during the Pax Romana. Working as a street vendor, he’d always use his outstandingly attractive looks and silver tongue to convince people to purchase from him. Both men and women alike seeked his affections, but Cupid turned each and every one down. One day however he came to spy the most beautiful man he had ever seen. Cupid became obsessed with this mysterious and wonderful man, and pined over him constantly. At long last his desires were granted and the man took him into his home. It was there that Cupid experienced intercourse for the first time, and was turned. Master took Cupid as his lover, and together they prowled the streets at night for blood and rape.
After a time they moved out of the city and into the countryside, preying on travelling passerby. It was during this time that Master taught Cupid the mighty powers of his unique bloodline. Things drifted into a lull after that day, and the routine of lovemaking and lifetaking in their new home finally settled in. Then the Hun arrived.
Atilla and his followers swept across the countryside like a scourge, laying waste to all in their path. When he reached the home of Cupid and his Master, they were merciless. The last time Cupid ever saw his Master alive was when the latter ordered the former to hide down in the cellar. Cupid saw the fear in his eyes then, and still remembers it now. When the scourge had ended, Rome was in shambles. It was only a matter of time before the country fell to the infighting and strife that was now poisoning it like a virus. Cupid took his leave that day, and never has he returned.
Centuries passed, and Cupid eventually found his way to America after ages of travel, becoming the proprietor of an ever popular New York strip club, the “Cupid’s Kiss”.
Powers/Skills: As an Abatangeloan, Cupid can manipulate the minds of most creatures not possessing a strong will and turn them into thralls. Even those strong enough to resist direct control cannot help but to feel inclined to agree with or be more polite to him. He is also considered to be an excellent swordsman. While neither the sun nor items of holy descendance bear any effect upon him, Cupid’s powers begin to rapidly fail after more than a day or two without consuming fresh human blood. After a week without nourishment he is barely stronger than the average human.
Equipment/Weapons: A stylish gold topped cane holding a silver sword within

Cane

Themesong: youtube.com/watch?v=jGGRG2X0mOU

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Grey said the character was cool already, but just to run it by you @Wraithblade6

Bedivere's Toadie

Name: James Rodney
Age: Mid 30s
Species: Human
Goals/Faction: Chief of MI6
Personality: James is an aloof and shrewd man, knowing full well that his positions as Bedivere’s ally and chief of MI6 grants him immunity in most situations.
Backstory: James grew up on Bond films, and thus a childish ambition to become a super spy shed away and morphed into a true blue career as the chief of MI6 after years of training and service. Off the record, James had developed quite a reputation for removing threats to the position he was working so hard to get to through any means necessary. After both the previous chief, and all of James’ competitors wound up dead or missing in one way or another, James was the only clear choice. Suspicion circled the man like a swarm of flies to a corpse, and those bold enough to voice their worries soon found themselves in bodybags. The remaining operatives quickly began to agree upon their new chief’s innocence. He now serves as Bedivere’s right hand man, using his position to further the vampire’s goals. The only thing that James asks in return is a place near the vampire at the top of the heap.
Powers/Skills: James has incredible influence and manpower at his back. He is also trained in close quarters combat with handguns and fisticuffs.
Equipment/Weapons: When his highly trained bodyguards fail, James possesses an L9A1 loaded with silver bullets that seems to put an end to most problematic debates.
Themesong: youtube.com/watch?v=9OPc7MRm4Y8

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@Kaylan The Lioness Just a heads up, there are very few werewolves outside of Alaska. Which I guess fits well with the requirement of not having overpowered factions. Because if you had like, an Alaska's worth of werewolves, we'd all be effed. XD

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@AtomicNut So we decided that changing forms doesn't have any effect on your human apparel but I think that was a mighty fine first post! :)

Also, if everyone can't tell by the last post I had made, Mattias has some issues.

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Mattias picked up Lupa's scent before she even managed to enter the club, but the moment she did, Mattias was set on edge. He knew that smell from somewhere. He also knew that it made him uneasy. The elder werewolf's sudden appearance coupled with the brutality done unto Roman was agitating him deeply. The werewolf began to take deep steadying breaths between drags of his cigarette. "Hey Soldier girl?" Cigarette drag. Deep breath. "We really need to leave." Drag. Breath. "Like, now." Drag. Breath. "Unstick your friend and let's get the hell out of here." Picking up the sound of Lupa's words had driven Mattias to the brink. Drag. Breath. Drag. Breath. Drag. Breath. He awaited Ashley's reply with great trepidation, tapping his foot rather quickly in contrast to the slow breaths he was attempting to take.

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@The Roman07 what the actual fuck though?